Yosa Hon looked up with her eyes wide open.
What the hell is going on here?’
I'm completely out of my mind.
From the moment Hawsan's disciples climbed up the wall, the screams and shouts continued. Of course, that's how battles are supposed to be, but it was definitely something different.
Three or four of them bounced out of the wall at the same time, as if there was a golden flash above the wall.
What happens if it bounces off?
Isn't it obvious?
Warriors of the Bingo screamed and crashed down the wall.
Looking down, Yosa Hon unwittingly closed her eyes. Warriors who crashed over the snowfield were cramping.
'As long as he's not dead.’
I think I'll have to lie down on my bed for the rest of my life, but what's my life saved because of the snow?
Yosa Hon moved quickly and started burning the walls.
'This is not the time to be thinking about this is not the time.’
This is their fight. Wasan's disciples are on the same wavelength, aren't they? Giving up the lead to the audience and just watching from behind was an uninhabited shame.
His speed increased as he climbed the ramparts.
As long as the arrows pouring like heavy rain from above disappeared, climbing the ramparts itself was not a big problem for him. At the end of the moment, he smashed himself up against the wall.
"These guys! My...…. Whoops!"
But to him, who emerged as Ho Gong, the bouncing bingo flew like shells.
Without a moment to shout, he lay flat on his face like a piece of paper stuck to the floor. The person who bounced over the head of the soogreen quickly passed by.
'If I'd run into that... '…?’
I'm sure he's fallen down that far as we've just seen.
A cold sweat broke out even in this cold weather. His eyes, which managed to calm himself down and raised his head, caught a view from the wall.
The advancement made the entire wall cry and tremble.
He's not that big, but I couldn't understand where that power came from.
As soon as Hye Yeon's fist stretched forward, a golden sparkle filled and those who blocked him flew out of the wall.
Dislikes are usually merciful, but there was no sign of mercy in Hye Yeon's dislike. What would Buddha say if he saw him shouting Amitabha and blowing people over the walls?
However, Hye Yeon was pushing the fighters of the Bingo, bursting into a male mineral as if it had nothing to do with it.
Everyone jumped at unexpected enormous power, but it was possible because they didn't know Hye Yeon.
The book begins with the class president.
Hye Yeon, who took the posture that symbolized Shaolin, gave a heavy fist at those who rushed toward her.
The sword wielded by the warrior of the Ice Age clashed with Hye Yeon's fist.
And at that moment, a steel sword with a bet broke like a toy.
The man who was rushing at the article opened his eyes wide.
With the sound of a drum beating, he sprayed blood and fell out.
A volume that has reached the extreme level of law beyond its punishment.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is the basis of all the Jungwon martial arts, Na Han-kwon of Shaolin was now showing the heavy weight on the walls of the North Sea Ice Palace.It was unthinkable that Chung-Myung had been criticized a while ago.
It was a clear proof of why Shaolin commented on him as a once-in-a-century description.
Hye Yeon, who left the disapproval, stepped back and ran like a bee to Lee and stepped on his thigh.
The sound of bone crushing rang. The thigh-stricken man rolled around the floor screaming painfully.
Beopseung, who follows Shaolin's teachings, has mercy, but there is no mercy in Shaolin's power. Like the status of Buddha, Hye Yeon's power did not forgive the invincible.
"…I can't get used to it."
Jo-Gol stuck his tongue out.
They have been training steadily since the competition. Now, Hawsan's disciples are unparalleledly stronger than they were then.
Nevertheless, the gap with Hye Yeon didn't seem too narrow. They became stronger, but Hye Yeon definitely became stronger than in the past.
"I can't lose! Whoosh!"
The sword tore the air through Ho Gong.
The sharpness of the sharpness was smeared in the swift and cheerful knifework.
Jo-Gol pressed firmly on the floor with his toes, pressing down on his shoulders.
The body is constantly centered, but the sword swinging at the fingertips is as light as it is.
"You can't lose to Sorim!"
Jo-Gol pushing his enemies was as sleek as a leopard.
There's a thousand miles behind me.
At the moment of oops, it may fall from this high wall. And in this dangerous place, Hwasan's disciples have to deal with more than ten times the number.
No matter how hard you may have been, your heart was pounding and your hands and feet were shaking.
But there was no sign of shrinking in their faces.
"Don't get carried away, you son of a b*tc*!"
Yoon-Jong pushed Jo-Gol off his shoulder and ran forward.
Anger flashed across the face of the pushed bingo.
"Hey, you guys!"
Who wouldn't be angry when blue young inspectors are pushing themselves back and forth?
A sword full of anger fell toward Yoon-jong's head.
But Yoon-Jong wasn't embarrassed at all. He wielded the plum sword while looking at the swords that poured on him with his half-eyed eyes.
Again, in a chicly.
There's no such thing as a fancy taste as Jo-Gol. However, the attack was completely blocked because it was not accurate from the most faithful to the basics.
The upper body of the bingo warriors was opened as the sword bounced off against the perfect defense.
It was of course Jo-Gol that penetrated the gap that Yoon-Jong created.
The warrior, who was penetrated by his shoulder, screamed and hurriedly stepped back.
"These men are fearless!"
He was about to fight back like a seizure, but he threw himself on the floor in a panic.
A sword suddenly poked into the gap between Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol.
"There's a gap!"
Dang-Soso screamed, stiffening his complexion.
It was more of a dagger than her black sword. Whenever there was a momentary gap, the sword penetrated as if a dagger flew in.
I could tell how hard it had been to train and how hard it had been just by spreading a sword.
But what caught Yosa Hon's eye the most...…that was the sword.Collapsive fluid!
In an instant, the person who pierced his shoulder groaned and stepped back.
Pulled off his shoulder, the recovered black was stretched back without any clumps.
It's a sword that doesn't look so fast, but no one has been able to stop it properly. The sword, which painted a perfect sword path without any waste, was faster than it looked and stronger than expected.
It was Yoo-Esul's sword.
Her sword, which narrowed the distance between the teeth, was swung like a fantasy.
The momentarily differentiated sword split the shoulders and ankles of the Bingo warrior at the same time. A reflexively recoiled man had to greet a sword facing his solar plexus.
It happened at such a moment that it was hard to understand what happened. The sword that pierced the solar plexus was deeply embedded.
Holding onto the sword, he looked at Yoo-Esul with incredible eyes and slowly fell sideways.
Recovering the sword, she lifted her head slightly and looked at the enemies.
I tried to hit it again, but I heard a low voice in my ear.
"Save your strength, Samae."
Yoo-Esul turned his head and stared at Baek Cheon.
After shaking off the blood of the sword, he proudly walked forward.
"You don't have to overdo it already."
Yoo-Esul nodded silently.
Yosa Hon stared blankly at the scene.
He also raised his disciples as an elder of the Bingo until he lost power. Rather, I couldn't understand it at all.
What kind of training did the hwasan do to raise young inspectors?
"No, no, no!"
As he looked forward, he suddenly flinched at the roar of his voice.
"Knife! Huh? That's bad, huh? Oh! I'm so pissed off! I will!"
"I'm going to sit on the sword! Hey, guys! Are you here to play?!"
While everything was ambiguous, one was certain.
He has a very dirty personality.
"Ugh! Oh, it's up!"
Only then did the fighters of the North Sea begin to climb up the walls. Finally realizing it was time, Yosa Hon spoke up.
"Don't give the leadership to the associates in the Middle East! We are proud North Sea drones!"
Yosa Hon ran out and jumped over the heads of the Hwasan disciples.
“영감님 아직 정정하시네.”
뭔가 거슬리는 소리가 들려오는 듯했지만, Yosa Hon은 그 말을 깔끔하게 무시했다. 전장에서 잡념을 가지는 것은 목을 닦고 적에게 내미는 것 이상으로 위험한 일이니까.
그의 양손에 가공할 음한기공이 맺히기 시작했다.
Even when he had just lifted the ban on the cliff, he was a one-handed fighter. Now that he has recovered to some extent, no ordinary warrior in the Bingo could be his enemy.
The strong ice from his hands fell between the warriors of the ice court, where the energy from his hands was gathered.
A cold explosion broke out and those swept away sprayed blood and fell off.
"Wow…… that's great."
"I don't think you've won an elder's seat with a hoop.”
"Oh! It's cold! Cee!"
There was a nagging sound, but Yosa Hon decided not to be drawn into Hawasan's disciples anymore.
"Those who closed their eyes while watching the fall of the enemy are no longer proud warriors of the Bingo! I will condemn you today and build a true sky in the North Sea!""This traitor is talking to himself out of his mouth! What are you doing? Hit it!"
The Iceberg roared, but things didn't go the way he wanted them to.
Warriors in the North Sea, courageous of Yosa Hon's ignorance, pushed the ice sheet roughly. If they, who focus on the bow, faced warriors who had risen from this close distance, the results were obvious without seeing them.
God d*mn it, this isn't it.
Where did it get twisted?
The walls of the Bingo are as high as ever.
In other words, it is impossible to build such a high wall thick enough for many troops to climb, not even a bingo, but even with a grandfather.
Therefore, there was bound to be a limit to the number of people guarding the wall.
Nevertheless, the reason why I thought there would be no big problem was that just pouring arrows on those who climbed that high and slippery ramparts could cause a big blow.
But this battle didn't go as he wanted for a single moment.
'This is all because of him!’
Now that young man who's touching the back of the warriors in the North Sea!
If it weren't for him, this group of traitors would have been bleeding out before they could have climbed the walls!
But it's too late to regret it. I had to concentrate on the current situation.
"Spread the streets! Support is coming up from below! Camped in front of the stairway to the wall and focused on defense...….”
It was that moment.
The ice cream jujube closed its mouth with a sudden sense of incompatibility.
What is it?
What about this sensation?
Nothing much has changed, but a strange feeling swirled around the body to the point of nausea.
However, no matter how hard I looked at it, I didn't see much change. It's just...
to have none
I couldn't see the young man grinning and turning his stomach a little while ago.
'Where have you gone...'
At that time, I heard a voice coming out of the married woman right next to me.
"There's nothing wrong with dying if you look away from the battlefield."
The ice cap turned its head reflexively. What caught his eye was not a man, but a white sword day that was just around the corner.
The sound of the sword cutting through sounded eerie.