Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

102 – Romeo and Juliet? Samase and Zhugese? (6)

Lee Sang-baejang (履霜破氷掌) vs. Hangryong 18jang (降龍十八掌).

A battle between Mancheon and Gwahae.

To begin with, 10,000 were robbed.

The ray of light from the abnormal ice field extending like a spider’s web from his hand tries to push away the dragon-shaped jangbeop….

Kwawagagagagagaga-!!

He is pushed back in a battle of history and strength.

The dragon’s roar reverberates like thunder and devours obstacles.

Kwa-wang-!!

Power versus power. I was swept away by the shock wave created by the aftermath of a collision between strong martial arts. It rolls around on the ground like a lizard that has been beaten for the first time in a long time.

Master Jeon Jin-gyo, Wang Mi-yang, rolls all the way to the tiny feet.

Fortunately, I was not seriously injured because the strength of the ice breaking ground acted as a breakwater cushion and reduced the power of the Hangryongjang….

‘f*ck… I never thought that the ice-breaking field would be pierced by the eighteenth dragon….’

Tagu-chan’s voice resounds in the world of images.

‘Tagutagu~ Tatagu~? Hit the ball~!!’

(Ideal parbing-chan~ A blown ball? Your strength is the same as mine~ or less~ batted ball!)

Jeonjin-gyo’s visionary martial arts, to make an excuse for the ideal ice-breaking field, is by no means a weak martial art.

It’s just that the Eighteen Dragons are the best martial art in Murim.

It’s just that the damage is overwhelmingly strong.

In any case, the fact that the ice-breaker field, which had always provided a stepping stone to victory, was pushed out of the head-to-head match.

The psychological shock comes more than the physical shock.

… But there is no time to be immersed in sentimentality.

The next attack comes soon.

The eighteen chapters of the Hangryong – Biryongjaecheon

Kicking off the ground, Gwahae’s body rushes toward the fallen Mancheon without hesitation.

He stretches out his hand towards the treasure that is about to escape from his bosom….

They are stopped by a doll-like white hand that suddenly intervenes.

Resonance Fist

… Do not reach

Turns the force applied by the forward fist method into nothingness, blocks the hand of Gwahae and blows it away.

The fallen Manchun’s eyes widen. A neatly tied blonde hair flutters in front of his eyes.

It shows off a strong back even though it is fragile.

“Su, Master… !!”

We protect our one and only precious disciple.

“The Eighteen Dragons of Hangryong is the essence of foreign martial arts that crushes opponents with force. Avoid head-to-head battles.”

Miyang Wang takes a step forward and stands as if protecting Mancheon.

“Your foolish three-wife concubine… Juji (酒池)….”

Wang Mi-yang’s cheeks and ears turn red as if she’s embarrassed to even speak. I bit my lip in shame.

“Yukrim… About the declaration, I will definitely scold you later.”

A symbol of alcohol, meat, women and tyrants.

I didn’t even say that I was going to have a jujutsu training, but that’s not what’s important right now.

Wang Mi-yang’s gaze was blown away by the resonance sphere, but she lightly flipped around and looked at Gwa-hae, who landed safely.

A strength that is not thought of as a late index.

“… So wake up You are Jun Jin’s disciple.”

As a leader of Jeonjingyo, as a teacher, encourage students.

“If you bet on a foolish match, you win.”

… And later, Man-cheon must work hard for the revival movement of Jeonjin-gyo together with himself.

If you lose the match and are taken to the Jegal Sega, it will be difficult.

Encouraged by the expectations, Manchun stood up with his cane on Wang Miyang’s shoulder.

“Thank you, Master. I’ll buy you something delicious this evening.”

If Wang Mi-yang hadn’t blocked Gwa-hae’s attack, he would have been helpless, or would have been at a great disadvantage.

It’s an unofficial match, but he proudly intervenes in matches and even gives instructions.

Impressed from the inside.

Keuuh~ This is the affection of Daguri Mu Gong and Cheon Gang Buk Du Jin, the school of Jeon Jin Gyo.

Before ‘Dirty! Advancement bridge!’

Well, the joke ends here. Get back into position.

I feel sorry for the teacher who gave me the best advice, but I have no intention of giving up on a head-to-head match.

It’s a seemingly simple match.

Because this doesn’t end just because you win.

You have to make the overachievement admit defeat on its own.

That’s why you have to face it and break it and accept everything.

Clink-!

He throws away Tagu-chan and smiles confidently. Open his arms

“Come on, too much.”

“… ….”

… Gwahae’s eyes twitch at Mancheon’s attitude. Long eyelashes quiver.

Step by step- Step by step- It radiates unusual energy and narrows the distance.

Then, another intruder intervenes.

Just-!

At the same time as the sound of finger snapping, a wall of flames appeared between Mancheon and Gwahae, then disappeared.

“It’s just a warning. Don’t approach your brother any more.”

Beautiful crimson eyes shine.

Hwa-hwa, who had been quiet until now, stiffened by the declaration of the three concubines, comes to his senses and rushes in.

Originally, I had no intention of going out.

Helping Mancheon here is like indirectly supporting the three concubines.

She hates to imagine that her beloved brother is holding another woman in his arms. But….

Hwa-hwa’s gaze is directed at Man-cheon, who has been rolling around and covered in dirt.

… I didn’t want to see my precious older brother get hurt even more.

Touch the symbol of Zoroastrianism hanging on the chest.

‘Really… I have… My brother is greedy….’

It reminds me of my older brother who boldly declared war on me with his wolf-like amber eyes shining.

‘Well, so… There are good ones too… Anyway!’

“It is said that there is a saying in Jungwon, heroic lust (英雄好色).”

As the spouse of a loving older brother, she plays the composure of an understanding wife.

“My older brother is the Second Coming of Shaoxiant, Shahahahanxia (King of Kings). It is culturally natural to have three mothers and fathers. Natural… natural….”

… But it’s not easy.

While defending Mancheon for taking in another woman, he has to show tolerance and composure.

The words are repeated, but they do not end well.

The pink lips opened and closed slightly, repeating.

In the end, he couldn’t stand it and shot Mancheon cutely with a pouty face that showed emotion.

“… Brother, let’s talk later.”

Following Wang Mi-yang, there are more and more people to meet separately from Hwa-hwa.

And without a break, one more person increases.

Every time the girl steps forward, the ribbon that Manchun gave her and that he put on her hair shakes.

“I don’t know what your sister is talking about.”

Namgung’s Geomryong, Namgung Soso, who had been patient until now, also intrudes.

“I agree with the saying that you should not approach Gongja Sima anymore.”

He is a benefactor and protects his precious people by exuding power that he did not expect to come from his small body.

Chloride and chlorine intervene from both the left and right sides to keep excess harm in check.

Seeing that, a faint smile formed on Manchun’s lips without even realizing it.

It’s really nice to help when you’re in a crisis, but….

“… ….”

I look at Gwahae, who only looks at me without saying anything.

This was something that Gwahae and I had to solve.

In addition, if you fight each other with chlorine, excess, and small, it won’t be worth it for me to step in and pull aggro.

“Thank you for stepping out. Just get out of the way.”

Surprised, he walks past the two who shout “Brother!” And “Sima Gongja!” At the same time.

Thank you for your concern, but if my prediction is correct, no more injuries will happen.

Winning is no longer a problem.

That’s why, one step- two steps- without hesitation, approach the end of the sea.

The distance between each other is only one step.

Fan-!

Gwahae’s outstretched right palm brushes against the side of his face and strikes the air, creating a loud gong sound.

“… There is no next chance.”

Raising his head, he grabbed Manchun by the collar with his slender hand and pulled him.

“Overkill is 10,000, and 10,000 is overkill.”

It warns in a voice that suppresses emotions. Beg

“Tell me you will be mine.”

I embraced Gwahae with all my might with both arms.

“…… ?!”

Gwahae’s pupils widen due to surprise. Either that or not.

To the extent that you can hear your heels touching your chest, you can hear your heart beating.

Hug each other tightly enough to share their warmth.

“Sorry, I was surprised.”

Whisper in my ear with a reassuring soft voice.

“It’s okay, I’m not hurt. I lost my balance because of my right leg and just rolled over.”

… Yes, now the overhaul is a lot of surprise. I was puzzled.

It was a conflict between the desire to have the person I like and the desire not to hurt me.

That’s why I couldn’t say anything when Chulhwana and Soso intervened.

I thought I was hurt, so I couldn’t attack anymore, so I deliberately missed and begged.

Overhae likes me.

I tried to get it at first, but there was no option from the beginning to seriously hurt me.

Let me gently stroke the back of the trembling Gwahae.

“Leave this… I hate you….”

With a crying sound, Gwahae’s hand pushes me away. However, I don’t feel the strong history of holding the same anti-dragon general as before.

He weakly taps my chest with his bracken-like hand, resisting meaninglessly.

If you let me go here, I’d be a real fool.

“A greedy, sloppy man who takes what he wants, cries when he wants to cry.”

Hugs you even more strongly. Close the body

“Sorry, but this is me.”

Lean down and bury your face between Gwahae’s shoulder and neck and whisper love.

“I can’t give up on anything. Come with me. Please don’t fall.”

“Look… want… I hate you….”

I look at Gwahae when I lightly flinch at the sound of crying.

“I missed you… I mean I missed you… I didn’t want to fight with Manchun… I didn’t want to hurt….”

Tears welled up in her eyes as she opened eyes reminiscent of the sea in the morning.

… And why?

Let’s see Gwahae shed tears. An impulse arose within me that I could not rationally describe.

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Kiss the tears flowing down your cheeks.

Among the novels I read in my previous life, the bird that drinks tears dies the earliest.

I’ve seen the phrase “The most beautiful.”

I finally understand. Because I drink this sweet yet bitter water.

To die early is to be beautiful.

I decided not to think about what the people around me would be like right now. Keep kissing

Drinking the tears of overkill. Drink the sorrow

“Do… give….”

I raise my head at the whisper in my ear.

I’m not ignorant enough to ask, ‘Where do you do it?’

Half-closed, moist blue eyes look up at me, looking up at Gwahae with a slightly reddened face, wanting but holding back shyness.

Soft lips touch.

I don’t know who came first, but the moist tongue is mixed.

Gwahae’s arm, which had pushed Mancheon away until now, wraps around Mancheon’s back and hugs him.

Feeling the warmth, covet each other.

A kiss between a dragon and a human.

His tongue was scratched by his sharp teeth, but the pain was tolerable.

After a long intercourse.

Paha-.

Their lips parted as one, and excited breath leaked out.

A thread of sparkling saliva connects.