Chapter - 230 Episode 230, how dare a dragon live in a pond! (5)



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"



Whoops!



A silent bloodline and Chung-Myung rushed at each other across the lake.



"Water cost?"



"Now you're jumping on the water! Jump on the water!"



Water expenses.



the meritoriousness beyond portrait proportion of the portrait It is one of the highest peaks of ascending meridian, which can run like a flat surface on water.



The operation of the flag is also operational, but enormous effort is needed to push out the water. Therefore, he does not dare to do so unless he is a master at the peak.



Chung-Myung now uses that kind of money so naturally!



Hawasan's disciples clenched their fists.



Is it possible?



Baek Cheon's complexion hardened.



Already Chung-Myung failed once to catch the silent bloodline.



"If he doesn't have a knife, he can't do anything about it.'



It's not like fighting an unmanned man.



The match between the drones does not depend on who can use a stronger sword.



If a sword-wielding sword and a sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wielding sword-wield But that's not the only difference. Even a prosecutor who uses a sword can aim for a gap in the sword.



But now the case is different.



The scales of that silent bloodline make all swordsmanship meaningless. Even if you use a sword with great agility, it is meaningless when it is blocked by scales.



So the key is whether Chung-Myung's sword can penetrate the scales of that silent blood network.



And it will be decided by a single blow now.



"Eurachaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa



Chung-Myung jumped up the water and charged into the face of the silent blood network.



Whoops!



And then he...



Thank you for the food.'



He greeted Chung-Myung with his mouth wide open as if shouting.



"What the f*ck?"



Chung-Myung's eyes are twinkling.



How dare you treat a man as a prey when it comes to cutting things!



"Ta-da!"



Chung-Myung's feet park Ho Gong.



Raising his body once more into the air like a rising hawk, he descended in a straight line toward the dark hair of the frozen bloodline.



"으아아아아앗!"



반으로 동강 난 그의 검이 새파란 검강을 머금기 시작했다. 색이 점점 짙어진다 싶더니 이내 확연한 자줏빛으로 변해 버렸다.



"저, 저거?"



"자색?"



However, without giving the disciples a chance to be surprised, Chung-Myung's sword hits the head of the frozen bloodline.



(Screams)



With the same sound as a giant iron bell ringing, the neck of a silent bloodline larger than the bell snapped downward.



"Oh?"



"What?"



Baek Cheon blinked his eyes.



The eyes of the bloodline that I just put out are sticking out. I think I saw you go in.



I don't know if someone would be crazy if the snake had a look, but it seemed to him that the silent bloodline had a puzzled look on his face.



"Did it work?"



It was too far away to know exactly. All Baek Cheon saw was Chung-Myung wielding a sword to heat it up once again.



"Growl!"



Whoops!



(Screams)



Crying!



Caw!



Crying!



"Huh?"



I think there's something weird in the middle.



Baek Cheon tilted his head.



Of course, I've never heard the cry of that silent bloodline before, so I don't know if the heterogeneous sound I just heard is the scream of the silent bloodline.



However, it was definitely different from before.



No matter how much Chung-Myung hits me on the head,



What's scratching?



The muted blood vessels, which used to shake their heads with the feeling of doing so, are now twisting their bodies with signs of pain.



"Where!"Chung-Myung clutches the scales of the frozen bloodline with one hand.



"Oh, it stings!"



I cut my hand slightly on the edge of a sharp scale. Chung-Myung clenched his teeth and breathed energy into his hands. After strengthening his hands with strength, he held the scales tightly and lifted the sword.



"You're not breaking it?"



Chung-Myung hits the sword violently again.



As soon as the dark blue river touches, the head of the frozen blood network sinks and pops out.



Kieraaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!



A totally different scream came out than ever.



His disciples clenched their fists at the sight.



"It's going to work!"



"Wow, that works."



Of course, it still hasn't pierced the scales, but I can feel it's definitely hitting. Every hit, the frozen bloodline screamed painfully and twisted its big body.



Cut to death or beat to death, isn't that the same result?



In addition, his huge size, which used to be a great threat, is now a weakness. As a silent bloodline without arms and legs, there is no way to shake off Chung-Myung, who is stuck to his head.



(Screaming) (Screams) (Screams)



With a scream that gives me goosebumps just by listening, the silent bloodline began to twist greatly from side to side.



"Stay still, man!"



Whoops! Whoosh!



Chung-Myung did not care and struck the silent bloodline head one after another.



It fits your head even if you roughly hit how wide it is. It's a dreamlike situation for Chung-Myung.



If he repeatedly hit it several times like this, there was no way he wouldn't fall even if he had the world's silent bloodline.



It was that moment.



A red light emanated from the eyes of the silent bloodline.



Whoops!



The silent blood network roared and began to rush toward the water at a formidable speed.



"Huh?"



Then, Chung-Myung put his head on his head and hit his head on the floor.



Whoo! Whoosh!



"……Ugh."



Shock to the point where the floor is dented.



However, Chung-Myung did not let go of the scales of the frozen bloodline despite pain that seemed to break his back.



"This……."



Silent blood vessels give off blood light again.



Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!



A silent blood network hits the floor with its elongated head. As the surroundings were devastated, grass and rocks were scattered all over the place.



"That, that!"



Hwasan's disciples unwittingly grabbed the sword.



This time, it's really a game of who dies first. If Chung-Myung can't survive the lonely bloodline, everyone has to jump in and save him.



At that time, Baek Cheon saw a frozen bloodline with Chung-Myung on its head suddenly rushing to one side.



"Oh! No!"



White-flowered grass.



"Lumberbill!"



A silent blood network was facing where the pine grass bloomed. It was clear that there wouldn't be a single root of pine grass left with that one shot.



"Not there!"



Hanging Chung-Myung flinched and reacted as Baek Cheon made a sound.



"Ouchaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"



Chung-Myung, who jumped, opened his arms wide and grabbed the head of Muklin's bloodline, which had been standing a while ago.



And finally, he held on tight to his feet that touched the ground.



Qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua!



Chung-Myung's feet dig out the floor like a plough. He was pushed out as soon as he pushed, but gradually gained strength. And slowly began to push out the huge head.



"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"



Chung-Myung, who pulled out the limitations, finally blocked the silent blood network right in front of the pine tree.



"This is……!"



Only then did Chung-Myung, who backed away from his huge head, spinned his body.



Then he kicked the face of the frozen bloodline.



"He said no, dude!"Whoo! Whoosh!



The huge body of Muklin's bloodline, which was beaten by Chung-Myung's back kick, turned halfway over and fell into the lake. A huge spray of water rose.



"Oh, my God."



Chung-Myung also shakes his arms as if his whole body aches. His whole body was ruined with dirt and grass, but he couldn't even manage it. His eyes were fixed only on the lake, where the silent bloodline was missing.



Boolean. Boolean. Boolean.



As if the lake were boiling, foam came from a corner.



"Let's get this over with."



Chung-Myung pointed the sword forward.



The boiling part suddenly swelled up as if in response to the remark. Soon after, the water spiked and poured down, and the frozen blood network appeared again.



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung tilts his head.



I think something's changed.'



What's the difference... Ah!



Chung-Myung blinked his eyes.



The scales of the silent bloodline stood on edge. The steel scales, which used to protect the body thoroughly, now stood up threateningly, without resisting revealing the flesh.



"You must be pissed off."



Chung-Myung grinned.



"That's why you have to mess with your opponent."



Whoops!



As if he had heard it, a silent bloodline raised its head up and gave out a tremendous scream. It was such a loud cry that my ears hurt and my body trembled.



The watching disciples of Hawasan can't handle the cry and plug their ears with both hands.



The silent blood network, which spewed a blood-red light, began to rush straight toward Chung-Myung.



It was different from before when he attacked with his neck out. It was a gesture of flying over the lake.



Thanks to him, more than half of the body of a long, silent bloodline was exposed over the lake.



The huge eye-catching figure opened their mouths wide. How overwhelming was the size revealed, Chung-Myung, who blocked the front, looked like an ant dealing with a large worm.



But Chung-Myung didn't step back in front of that massive blood clot that flooded me. He just stared at the silent bloodline with his expressionless eyes.



"Will it work?"



With this body now and with this experience?



Well, I don't know.



But there is no reason not to try.



Chung-Myung's eyes sink coldly as he looks at the silent blood vessels rushing in.



It's over the limit again, but it's meaningless.



It's meaningful to go as far as you've gone. Any growth is meaningless if you don't try.



Chung-Myung's sword is young again at the end of the purple sword. It got darker and darker and soon began to change again.



a bright red sword lecture



The bright red timbre resembling the color of Hawasan's blooming plum blossoms was clearly young at the end of the sword.



He glared at the silent bloodline and finally moved his sword.



Squeeze.



The hand that holds the handle of the sword is strained. The sword emits a bright red light as blood vessels are pumped in.



"Power is power!"



The strength from the Danjeon lends itself. A strength that is incomparable to the past activates the body, and soon moves onto the sword with its arms.



The sword was about to explode, and he threw up his verification.



At the same time, the tip of Chung-Myung's sword began to paint many plum blossoms.



Plum blossoms bloom and bloom as if they stopped at Ho Gong.



Whoops!



The blue light was young in Chung-Myung's eyes when he saw the silent blood vessels rushing to the ground.



"Ta-a-a-a-a-a-a!"



All the blooming plum blossoms gathered in one place.



Falling short.



The petals are infinitely tender, but if they gather countless times, they will eventually block the flow of the river.Plum blossoms with a formidable history clump together and shoot like meteors.



Whoosh!



The meteor, shot with a piercing sound, penetrated the body of the silent blood network.



Crack, crack!



The leather of the muklin blood network, which is more solid than the last season, is literally split in front of the optometrist under Nakmae Danha. After blowing the fragments of the scales in all directions, the black river, which did not lose its momentum, finally dug into the body of the frozen blood network.



Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!



The silent bloodline raised its head with its mouth wide open. A scream of pain resonated with the belief.



Paaaaaaaaaaaah!



With the sound of something bursting, the huge, hard back began to crack. Red blood spouted like waterfalls from a hole the size of a human head.



"Crack…….Crrrr….…."



The dark bloodline, which was trembling, slowly turned its head. Little red eyes turned towards Chung-Myung.



"Whoosh!"



Chung-Myung, soaked in sweat, faced the gaze.



It's not perfect.'



It didn't unfold as perfectly as it did in the past. However, it is important that he was able to make it out in a clumsy way. Time will take care of what's left.



"Cough!"



Chung-Myung, who threw up a couple of dry coughs, lowered his sword and straightened his back.



The silent bloodline that had troubled him so much, was wriggling about the size of his head, about the size of his side.



What's the big deal about a hole in such a big body that I'm the only one with, but that wound can't be judged simply by its size.



The fallout's attack would have completely engulfed his interior by now. Isn't that evidence that your straight head is reeling?



"It's time to finish. Come on, Dum……."



It was that moment.



Oh, my god!



Suddenly there was a huge splash.



He hid himself in the water as if his blood had fallen. Then in an instant, he swam at a tremendous speed and fled deep into the lake.



"……Huh?"



Chung-Myung opens his eyes wide.



Are you running away?



If you're human………. No, it's not easy to think of if you're a warrior. But the beast has no honor or pride to protect. It makes sense to run away if you can't deal with an enemy.



But Chung-Myung, who had never thought so far, looked at the lake in silence.



"Chung-Myung아!"



"I won!"



Hwasan's disciples came running to him with a cheer.



"Oh, my God! You really catch it!"



"That's amazing, Chung-Myung. The last sword I used...….Huh?"



Jo-Gol, who was talking, tilted his head.



"Chung-Myung아?"



It was because Chung-Myung was shaking with his head down.



He was stunned when he sneaked up and saw Chung-Myung's face.



Chung-Myung was shaking with a straight face with his eyes half open.



"How dare you...… Where are you going?"



Anger dripped from the almost twirling eyes.



"You're going to run away after all this hard work? How dare you do this to me! What an unprovoked snake!"



"What are you looking for in a snake? To a man with no money!"



"I don't have money, but I'll have an end. Ethan, give me the ethan! I'll goin'



Chung-Myung suddenly started running toward the lake.



"Hey, dude!"



"Stop it!"



But it's already a step late. Chung-Myung flew heroically over the lake.



"Give it to me!"



Splash!



Chung-Myung's figure disappeared down the lake in an instant.



"……."



Jo-Gol, who was watching with his head down, turns his head and looks at Baek Cheon.



"…Will it be okay? I'm in the water."



Baek Cheon grinned."Leave it alone. I don't care if I die or not."



"……."