Hae Yeon’s face hardened a little.
‘It is sharp.’
The sword?
Nope.
What was sharp was the steps she took, the form, and her eyes looking at him! All of these things were just too sharp.
‘A sword expert.’
Although Shaolin was proficient in all forms of fist techniques, the Shaolin sect indeed had the best overall knowledge of martial arts.
It meant that the Shaolin was a place that put more effort into the body than weapon skills. So no matter what others thought, it was Hae Yeon’s first time meeting a swordsman who felt this complete.
The qi rising from Yu Yiseol was piercing his body. His face was turning stiff at the feeling of needles being struck into the skin.
Chak!
With the sound of a bird moving through the sky, Yu Yiseol’s sharp sword stretched out in a line.
Although it was a technique with a grandiose name, ‘Glory Guiding the Way’, it was nothing more than a simple stab.
The most basic move.
However, the basics unfolding in the hands of Yu Yiseol were no different from the skill of the heavens.
Thud!
Hae Yeon reflexively stepped forward, clenched his fist, and extended it out.
It was an equally simple technique.
How many times had he clenched his fist to use this technique?
Hundreds? Thousands? Millions of times?
Well, he couldn’t count the number.
A technique and form he repeated again and again as it slowly became one with his body.
Even if it was a heavenly skill, it was just an empty shell if they didn’t polish it right.
Each time he trained, he would be in his best form.
The dantian would work for him without him consciously touching it. The rotational force the body developed came from his toes to his fists.
And release!
Wheik!
Hae Yeon’s golden fist came out like a powerful stream of water.
Yu Yiseol, who had been coming forward, twisted her body to the side–
And she moved forward.
Wheik!
The fist qi barely passed by her, but this was enough.
After she evaded it, she lowered her body to get close to Hae Yeon.
It is common sense for swordsmen to keep a safe distance when dealing with those who use fist techniques.
However, Yu Yiseol was narrowing the distance at a frightening pace.
Swish!
She shot her wrist forward very lightly but accurately. The small movement, which started at the handle of her sword, passed through the blade and soon turned into a large movement that aimed for Hae Yeon’s body
The sword shook, creating dozens of sword illusions.
The sharp and accurate swords seemed like they would rip through Hae Yeon’s body at any moment.
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AçãoThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...