欧美亚洲自拍另类丝袜

Will they really confident that their fighting spirit would not break even after seeing that scene?

Namgung Dowi stared as if fascinated by the swirling demonic energy, red plum petals, and surging blue flames.

‘Is this really a fight between a human being?’

Rather than a scene of martial artists competing against each other, it would be more appropriate to call it a scene from mythology.

As the legitimate heir of Namgung Family, it is understandable. He knows it with his head. Since he was young, he had heard from his father countless times. Martial arts is largely the same from beginning to end, but once it reaches a certain level, it transforms into something completely different.

But… Now Namgung Dowi was sure. Even Namgung Hwang, who had told him those words, would have reacted not much differently from Namgung Dowi after seeing this scene.

Kwaaaaaaang!

The explosive sound of energies colliding constantly hit his eardrums. If he hadn’t protected it with internal strength, his eardrums would definitely have been ruptured.

Since he used the sword of Namgung Family, he was confident that in terms of ‘power’, it would be second to none of the martial arts in the world. However, the pride he had harbored all his life was instantly shattered in front of the sight he was seeing now.

And most of all, what bothers Namgung Dowi more than anything is….

‘How can they rush into that?’

It was the actions of Chung Myung and Jang Ilso who jumped into that terrible and horrifying demonic energy storm without hesitation. It was also a torment that had followed him ever since he reached Hangzhou.

Is it something anyone could do if they were just strong enough? That is definitely not the case. Doesn’t everyone desire for survival, whether the strong or the weak? It is an instinct that all born with. And so, to rush into that hell that makes one’s spine tingle and knees buckle just by looking at it, something beyond mere strength must be necessary.

It was that moment.

Hwiiiiing!

The demonic energy that had been swirling around, growing in size without knowing the end, began to crumble as it was covered in red petals and blue flames. Then, it disappeared for a moment.

“Uh!”

And Namgung Dowi saw it.

The figure of Chung Myung rushing towards Dan Jagang at incredible speed.

Kaaaaaaaang!

The sword raised from below collided directly with Dan Jagang’s hand.

Kagagak! Kagagagagak!

An extremely harsh sound rang out over and over again, and fragments of demonic energy and sword energy flew everywhere like sparks.

Dan Jagang’s face distorted. The moment he tried to grab the sword that touched his palm, Chung Myung’s blade seemed like an illusion and quickly withdrew. Then, it transformed into dozens of sword shadows that poured over Dan Jagang’s entire body.

Dan Jagang’s hands were also divided into dozens.

Creating change by just shaking the tip of the sword or swinging one’s hand directly. There is no need to think about which of the two will be easier. Nevertheless, Dan Jagang’s hands were easily keeping up with the changes brought about by Chung Myung.

But that was only for a moment.

Paaaaaat!

Chung Myung’s split sword tips quivered in unison and then split into thousands of petals, assaulting Dan Jagang.

Dan Jagang’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

‘Here?’

There is no way to stop it. No one could stop such a multitude being poured out. Even more so when it is done by human hands.

Dan Jagang withdrew his outstretched hand and let out a loud shout. At the same time, the demonic energy that erupted from his body pressed down and dropping all the flower petals that were spinning furiously around him.

‘They are not strong individually!’

Dan Jagang added more internal strength to his demonic energy.

Paaaaaat!

But then, a pure white sword blade suddenly popped out between the rotating demonic energy.

‘What?’

It was an unexpected attack that even Dan Jagang of the world could not help but be alarmed. He raised his hand in desperation and barely managed to block it. But that was all.

“Keuk!”

Dan Jagang was pushed back further and further.

Chung Myung did not give him any time to catch his breath. When Dan Jagang reflexively shot his energy, Chung Myung, who avoided it by ducking down, soared up just above the ground like a swallow. And he clung closely to Dan Jagang.

“This punk!”

Kwaaaaaaaang!

The demonic energy that Dan Jagang suddenly exploded was once again powerfully shot towards Chung Myung. It was an attack filled with confidence that there was no way a person charging at that speed would be able to avoid it.

But then, Chung Myung thrust his dark sword into the ground.

The sword, which bent as if it would break for a moment, sprang back elastically, and Chung Myung used the recoil to raise his body high in the air.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Dan Jagang’s demonic energy destroyed only the ground. Even before the aftermath noises was over, dozens of sword energy were released from the tip of Chung Myung’s sword.

The blood-red sword energies flew towards Dan Jagang at a furious speed. As if to rip his body apart in an instant.

‘Sloppy.’

A faint light appeared in Dan Jagang’s eyes.

If he thought this obvious attack would work….

But then, a huge explosive sound erupted behind him.

‘What?’

He quickly turned around and saw ten golden bracelets flying towards him at an incredible speed.

Kwaaaaaaang!

The ground surface overturned and rose high, and the soil that had been forcibly pushed up cascaded down shortly after like a landslide.

Hwiiiik.

The bracelets returned to Jang Ilso, making a clear clinking sound as they settled back on his wrist.

“Hmm.”

Jang Ilso snorted as if he was interested. But his eyes remain dark and sunken.

“At this point, I wonder what exactly that body is made of?”

Dan Jagang reemerged from the poured earth. Even though he was caught in such a huge explosion, there was not a single scratch visible.

However, his gaze was clearly different from when the fight had started.

‘Is this Jungwon?’

Dan Jagang’s gaze was fixed in one direction.

‘Especially that swordsman.’

Chung Myung, catching his rough breath, was watching him closely. The sword that Chung Myung had displayed a moment ago was still vivid in Dan Jagang’s mind.

To those with little understanding of martial arts, it would have seemed like just a rapid exchange of attack. However, hidden within were unbelievably advanced tactics of escalation.

From Powerful (?(强)) to Change (?(變)). From Change to Illusion (?(幻)). Followed by Quick (?(快)).

In the time it takes to exhale once, four different sophisticated techniques were executed.

For someone skilled in swift swordplay, executing several swift strikes is not difficult. However, it is almost impossible for someone who uses a quick sword to instantly deploy a strong sword and create numerous changes again.

No, in the first place, even proficient sword warrior spends their lives honing just one technique and might never reach its ultimate potential. Yet, this swordsman was performing these seemingly impossible feats effortlessly.

The discomfort felt when the opposing sword suddenly changes is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it firsthand.

And… This time, Dan Jagang’s gaze turned to Jang Ilso.

The venomous snake-like gaze and that uncanny energy continued to upset Dan Jagang. Just by facing each other, he felt a sense of crisis as if a poisonous dagger had been aimed at his back.

A murderous intent that he had never experienced even in Magyo, and it strengthened him beyond his martial arts skills.

Considering the meaning of the word ‘threatening’, the man’s presence irritated Dan Jagang more than the swordsman. If there is even the slightest gap, the fangs of that viper will dig into mercilessly.

There was only one thing in common between the two, who were polar opposites of each other.

‘They’re skilled.’

One can tell right away by looking at his sword strike and the sense of taking advantage of the opponent’s opportunity. The fact that those two are both extremely familiar with battle….

Kwang!

At that moment, Chung Myung literally became a beam of light and rushed toward Dan Jagang. He did not miss even the brief moment when Dan Jagang’s gaze shifted to Jang Ilso.

Paaaaaat!

Chung Myung’s sword, imbued with a sunset-like sword energy, fell towards Dan Jagang’s head.

‘Such an obvious move!’

Dan Jagang stretched out his hand covered in demonic energy and tried to catch the flying sword. But at that moment.

Hwaak!

With a sound like blazing flames, Chung Myung’s sword became blurred. And it penetrated right through Dan Jagang’s hand.

‘What….’

Swaeaeaek!

Chung Myung’s sword regained its form above Dan Jagang’s head. Then, it twisted again like a venomous snake and flew toward Dan Jagang’s neck as if burrowing.

Dan Jagang hurriedly bent his neck to avoid the sword.

“Keuk!”

It wasn’t a trick. When Dan Jagang tried to block the sword, Chung Myung instantly altered the sword’s path, narrowly avoiding his hand. The process was so swift and natural that it just seemed as if the sword had disappeared.

It’s easy to say in words, but executing it is near impossible. This is not even the realm of technique (??(技藝)). It is an area close to divine technique (??(神技)).

Paaaaat!

The sword that narrowly grazed Dan Jagang’s neck stopped mid-air like a lie, and then moved sideways as if it were going to cut off Dan Jagang’s neck.

Stabbing, stopping, cutting.

Although it is clearly a movement that must be divided into three, the entire process is quick and natural, as if it had been one from the beginning. Is there a better textbook example than this to explain that the process of targeting an opponent comes together to form a martial art?

Kagagagagak!

At that moment, Dan Jagang grabbed the sword flying towards his neck. He clearly understood that letting Chung Myung run amok would do him no good. His dark grasp tightened, rendering the sword immobile.

‘Bastard!’

Grabbing the sword with all his might, Dan Jagang pulled with all his might. His intention was to land one punch straight to Chung Myung’s face.

However, Chung Myung simply let go of the sword in mid-air.

Dan Jagang’s body, which utilized all his strength conscious of the opponent’s resistance, momentarily stumbled.

“No, you’re not!”

A chilling voice came from behind him.

Jang Ilso’s red long robes were fluttering like a flag.

Kwang!

Jang Ilso, who took a strong step forward, poured an endless strike chain (???(連環擊)) like heavy rain on Dan Jagang’s back, and Chung Myung’s endless kick chain (???(連環脚)), who flipped his body in the air, poured down like a waterfall toward Danja-gang’s head.

“Keueuk!”

Dan Jagang, who realized that he could not cope with just one hand, threw the sword he was holding upwards and spread out both hands. Demonic energy rose like cloudy smoke blocking Jang Ilso’s punches and Chung Myung’s kicks.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

Chung Myung’s feet, having delivered about ten chained kicks in quick succession, descended ferociously. When Dan Jagang saw that, he instantly raised his internal strength!

Tak!

Chung Myung suddenly withdrew the strength from his descending leg, using Dan Jagang’s demonic energy as a stepping stone to leap and snatch his Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword hanging in the air.

Kwaaang!

Chung Myung, twisting his body and leaping into the air, shot toward Dan Jagang like a hawk descending after its prey. His eyes gleamed with murderous intent..

Soon, his Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword descended ferociously from above.

Tuuuuung!

The tip of the sword touched the ground.

There was a breathtaking silence.

And Dan Jagang’s eyes shook violently for a moment.

Chwaaaaak!

One of Dan Jagang’s shoulders split open and blood spurted out like a fountain.