The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 399

Gyeongcheon Winter Solstice.

Indeed, it was a fierce battle that shocked the heavens and shook the earth.

The fierceness of the parties is indescribable, but the feelings of those watching from afar, separated from them, were different.

Rather than a battle… a scene like a picture a painter draws the world as drawing paper.

When you draw a stroke with a brush soaked in red paint, it becomes a blazing explosion.

Quarleung. Kwak!

The roar of the ink dragon became thunder and rang the world.

Its sharp claws clawed at the ground with a force to crush it, and its powerful tail bluntly struck the peaks of the ever-changing Cheonsan Mountains.

However, Cheonsan did not care and stayed where he was and vomited wild flames to prevent the dragon from descending.

The sky was dyed black and the ground was redder than the setting sun.

Every time the blue light that flashed from time to time crossed the boundary between heaven and earth, a tremendous shock wave rang through the mountains and the sky.

The fight between Jinmu and Bukri Docheon, who revealed everything to each other, was not even allowed to watch from close.

Jinmu tried to trample the world by becoming an ink dragon, a symbol of tyranny and cruelty, and Bukri Docheon tried to turn the snow-covered Cheonsan into a land of scorching flames.

Now, if you really want to see it, you have to risk your life.

“That, that… is that person right?”

“….”

No one answered the words of Chungwoo among those who fled to the outskirts of Cheonsan.

Everyone just stared at the scene of a distant battle with their mouths wide open.

What they saw was the fight of those who transcended the human realm.

“Look at you, Chungwoo.”

“yes?”

“That is the pride of our shaman.”

“…”

“The future shaman will be evaluated by the name of Sasook, and everyone in Murim will bow their heads at Sasuk’s feet.”

At Cheongsang’s words full of pride, Chungwoo put on a proud expression and fixed his eyes in front of him.

Others were no different.

Hwangsin, children, and Daegung felt proud of the master’s insolence, and the warriors of Dongcheon thought it was good to follow Jinmu once again.

“…”

On the other hand, Ma Gang, who had been watching without taking his eyes off for a moment, was pensive.

He had no doubt that his master would win.

However, the two who revealed everything seemed to be a little ahead of each other.

Quag!

The dragon continued to eat the flames, and Cheonsan was constantly spitting out flames as if being chased.

A turning point in history.

I was anxious because the thing I wished hadn’t come would come true right away.

But there was nothing I could do other than silently watch.

I was so resentful of myself for not being able to help or protect him.

“Sir…”

Ma Kang’s low voice rang gently through the air.

* * *

Whirling!

Ilhui, who had been swinging in Jinmu’s hand, floated up in the air and then fell into a flash battle.

At the same time, Seonggi was withdrawn again, and Jinmu stretched out his black water, shining his black eyes like obsidian.

Aww!

Numerous black streaks of light that escaped from his hand gathered like dark clouds that filled the sky and then poured down as a shower following the violently lowering hand.

Wedge liquid!

Black showers fell without rest, extinguishing the flames caused by Bukridocheon and staining the world black.

The rain of the river that filled the sky poured down so densely that there was nowhere to step, but instead of frowning, Bukri Docheon smiled whitely.

“Feel so good!”

With a gasping exclamation, the new model of Bukri Docheon seemed to have stopped, and then it swayed like a wind-blown water surface, filling all directions with his afterimage.

Ujeoksaanbakpungrae sleep bin

When it rains, the white sandy beach becomes muddy, and when the wind blows, the water surface sways.

Like the words discussing the flow of nature, the battle between the two harmonized as if they were in balance.

bang! Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwam!

The shower of falling black river broke the balance and blew the ground one after another, and countless afterimages of Bukridocheon were scattered with the explosion.

Afterwards, Bukri Docheon, who ran, changed direction and jumped toward Jinmu.

“Haap!”

As the arms spread out to the left and right gathered the atmosphere as if pulling in, the hot heat hit Jinmu like a huge tidal wave.

wow oh

Jinmu, who kicked off the ground and retreated, operated a Seongi to raise the Ilhui high and then lower it vertically.

One of the three herbivores of Shaman Samjae Sword.

There is no specific herbivore name.

To put it bluntly, it is the vertical cutting of a person (人) with a sword.

Ilhui, who held it with both hands, drew an arc leaving a heavy and rich aftertaste, and stopped three inches below the middle middle.

Whoa!

The wind pushed by the pressure of Ilhui hits the floor and explodes.

Damn it!

The momentum of the extended sword split the world in half along with the tension of the Northern Ridge.

North Ridochun twisted half a pace and minimized the momentum of the sword.

Chewy.

I couldn’t stand the wind and tore off my top, but I didn’t care.

Quadduk! Kwaaang!

The aftermath of the power carried by the sword split the wall surrounding Cheonsan Mountain as if it had been split with an axe, but it did not stop Northern Lidocheon from walking.

The second horizontal division of the earth dividing the boundary between the earth and the sky.

Shuwook!

A new horizon was created in the horizontal sword.

Bukri Docheon, who slipped straight back and slid, cut his chest thinly and blood spurted out.

However, if the distance was still close, we had to go a little further.

Fain!

Bukri Docheon, who turned from the front, aimed straight at Jinmu’s side.

The third of the three swords is the thrust of heaven, the sword of divination that forms the basis of all things in the world.

Piyut!

The unwaveringly extended sword was fired at Bukri Docheon’s forehead.

Break your head.

My body moved, and one earlobe of Bukridocheon, which leaned diagonally, was cut off along with my hair.

he came so close

With red eyes, he approached Jinmu and punched him with all his might.

Jinmu threw an Ilhwi at the ferocious fist and swung his blackened fist.

Whoa!

clashing fists.

An intense shockwave arose between the fist that started first and the fist that blocked it.

The force of morale and heat that wrapped around the fists could not withstand the pressure of the collision, and they shook and burst, giving each other a resilience so strong that their bodies stumbled.

but don’t back down

Like kids who think they’ll lose if they step back, they pushed their bodies back in, clenched their teeth, and stretched their fists toward each other.

Blazing fever (炎熱).

Mukryonghonwongong Black Dragon Brawl.

As if responding to Bukri Docheon’s fists pouring toward Jinmu from all sides, Jinmu restlessly moved his hands and feet.

Quick! Barbababak!

The two faced each other tightly without backing down.

Whoa! Zeng! Jjoong!

The strong energy in his fist exploded like an explosion.

He grew up very well. You make me more nervous than your master.

It sucks. Do you think it will end to a level of tension?

The two did not escape.

As if communicating each other’s intentions with fists, they confronted each other and pushed forward more and more.

bang! Kwak! bang!

As the force increased, the sound of the collision between them became stronger, as if hitting a 10,000-year-old stone with a hammer.

“Gee…”

It wasn’t because of the pressure on his fist.

The heat from Bukri Docheon’s fist dried not only his mouth, but also deep into his throat, making it difficult to breathe, and all the hair on his body was tanned.

Damn, I don’t know if I’m going bald because my hair is all burned.

But bear with me.

I’d rather show you that my fists are far superior to you, even if I have to turn to Shaolin.

“Aaaaaaa!”

Along with the rough spirited spirit, Jinmu gradually increased his strength, alternately using Seongi and morale, and stretched his fists like crazy.

Float! Chewy.

“…!”

A look of astonishment flashed in Bukri Docheon’s eyes.

I heard it clearly through the sound of fists clashing.

The sound of your feet pushing.

one inch at first. And two inches…

Every time Jinmu’s hands and feet were added, Bukri Docheon’s body was pushed back little by little with scars engraved one by one.

Damn you! Should I go this far?

cancer! My main major is fists, so how can I be pushed by someone like you!

Unlike Bukri Docheon, who was increasingly embarrassed, Jinmu pushed harder.

Whoa!

A different plosive sound than before.

Bukri Docheon’s face was distorted.

I could feel the throbbing from the protruding fist.

The horror that follows.

North Ridohcheon looked down with frowning eyes.

A pair of black eyes dug into his arms, not missing the gap in his chest opened by the bouncing arms.

Jinmu was laughing. Shining white fangs.

Damn it…

Bukri Docheon pulled the arm that had bounced off and crossed it.

As soon as a solid barrier was created, Jinmu’s fist struck it as if he had waited.

But the shock doesn’t come.

Obviously, looking at the speed, the body should have been lifted with crossed arms, but why is it so light as if a butterfly landed?

no way?

“…!?”

The moment Bukri Docheon’s eyes widened to the size of a lantern, Jinmu’s fists touched his crossed arms twisted.

Mukryonghonwongong Yongyeon Wave.

Zurich!

Kururu. Wow!

The flesh that was involved in the spiral twisting fist tore and blood spurted out.

“Keugh!”

Even though I gritted my teeth and endured it, I couldn’t stop moaning.

The bloodstained arm bounced in a bizarre fashion, revealing its muscles.

neutralization of defenses.

What happened next was predictable.

Wow!

The raised fist dug deep into Bukri Docheon’s stomach.

The shock that cut through his skin penetrated his breastbone and squeezed his heart.

“Gagging!”

Blood gushed out of his mouth as he let out a moan.

Although he was hit with blood, a smile was brighter than ever on Jinmu’s face.

Even in the midst of pain, Bukri Docheon quickly turned all his air power and tried to pull himself out by building up layers of strong defenses.

But it’s already too late.

The first is hard, the second is easy.

I’ll finish the broken shield before it can be rebuilt.

whirling.

The wind that was sucked into Jinmu pulled Bukri Docheon as if it was trying to escape.

Then Mukryong raised his head again and set his sharp teeth toward Bukri Docheon.

With a savage gaze like never before.

Jinmu laughed deeply.

I’ve left it all for you

Mukryonghonwongong’s last nostril, the first breakout of the three strikes.

Woo woo woo! Bullfight!

Jinmu swung his fists with mad eyes like an animal whose leash had been completely cut off.

A fist containing heaviness, not brevity.

“Knock!”

The first punch made a crack in the thick barrier made of steel.

Shuwook!

The second fist slicing that followed immediately tore flesh and shattered bones.

Quadruped!

“Ah!”

Fearless energy condensed into the fist pulled to the waist, not paying attention to the rough moaning that burst with blood.

coo woo woo

And the foot that had been pressing the ground stretched forward like a flash.

third fist.

A spirit that breaks the soul.

Whoa!

Jinmu stopped as he straightened his fist.

And Bukridocheon lost its power and flew off. Just like a kite with a broken thread, it can’t ride the wind and falls to the ground without power.

dump.

The glory of magic, which had been shining brilliantly for a long time, sat down on the ground along with Bukri Docheon.

oh oh

At the end of the slowly dissipating heat, Tianshan fell into silence.