67 – EP.3 Little Teacher’s Day-2

***

Excessive drinking, a blast, and all sorts of external stimuli.

And as the effect of the active group that Yeongma put in as first aid went around his body, In-ho was able to catch his wandering spirit a little bit.

“Ugh…”

Overcoming the eyelids that kept coming down, he vaguely opened his eyes.

The spirit horse who was nursing her by her side was concentrating on one spot, chewing her lips.

He tried to get up by touching the ground with his trembling arms, and only then did the young horse, realizing that the young master had risen, supported him.

“Are you all right?”

“yes I’m fine.”

Actually, it’s not okay. The activation group is just to help you find the minimum amount of energy.

Shocked by the fact that he could not eat proper food while walking long distances, he was similar to an unmanned man who had barely survived the coin intoxication.

“What happened?”

He asked, vaguely recalling the memory of Samma trying to support him, and Youngma briefly summarized the situation.

The fight between Soyou and Soyeon has already developed into a fight that cannot be matched by the level of Youngma or Inho.

The sound of swords clashing against swords.

The sound of a thud and the ground shaking and breaking.

A scene in which red and black masses are entangled and unraveled.

With these fragmentary things, we have no choice but to grasp the aspect of the fight.

“Is Master winning?”

When I asked the young horse, who could be called an expert, the young horse did not answer.

In-ho realized that the unfamiliar emotion that had appeared on his face at the young horse was embarrassment.

The red figure pulled out something without a break and drove the black figure.

The black figure drew a trajectory and let go of all the attacks, but was unable to counterattack.

Although the attack was interrupted by black flames in the middle, the opponent persistently dug inside regardless of whether the body was burned or not.

“The exchange cannot be established.”

“exchange?”

“Yes. When we fight against unmanned soldiers of a similar level, we fight in a way that takes something while giving something away.”

The young horse frowned as he said the word ‘similar’ as if he didn’t want to admit it.

“You’ll give up what you can afford to lose, and you’ll want to gain what’s important to you.”

“The headmaster’s fight proceeds in such a way that this exchange is not allowed. If you fight while wearing black flames, the opponent will not be able to approach you.”

A high fever that melts your flesh just by coming close to it.

This was the martial power of the Heavenly Demon that made Jungwon tremble in fear.

“But… the current thunder sword has gained resilience that cannot be called human. Even if the body melts down, it recovers quickly.”

After becoming a blood ghost, the bet and vitality accumulated through countless breaths.

And the life force you get from people currently on the battlefield.

Her resilience here is near limitless.

“Even if you just stick close and successfully attack little by little. The thunder sword is in a situation where there is nothing to lose. She will recover anyway.”

As if indignant, the Young Demon muttered.

“How to win…?”

“With my humble knowledge, only one thing comes to mind. We have to destroy her dantian and stop the cycle of bets. But now, is it possible to injure her from the outside…

“Master, do you have any plans?”

“I believe it will.”

However, the young horse’s words were powerless.

Inho silently watched the two fight.

They collide in the air and fall vertically to the ground.

bang! With a sound, the dust flew back to my face.

“Young horse. What kind of weapon can I use?”

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Despite his trembling body, In-ho clearly asked the young horse.

Youngma recited the usable weapons to Inho.

In-ho listened to the weapons listed by Young-ma and fell into thought.

***

“What is it? What is it? You should be relaxed like before, right?”

Namgung So-yeon, who laughed at the Heavenly Demon with a mocking tone, shouted at the Heavenly Demon’s belly.

The black flame wrapped around his body melted his arm, so it couldn’t exert its original power, but the Heavenly Demon clicked his tongue at the cumulative shock.

“You’re very excited. Does it feel so good to pierce my black flame?”

“Yes. Of course. It feels so good to see your face distorted like this, pretending to be aloof.”

He licked his lips with his tongue and smiled.

Benefits on push

While the thunder sword was in power, the Heavenly Demon cut her body several times, and blood gushed out from Namgung So-yeon’s body.

But that’s for a while.

Her wounds were sutured before she knew it, and she looked at the Heavenly Demon in a normal state.

“What about this? Your sword seems to work on me.”

“It’s disgusting to see you giggling.”

It continues to be like this.

A situation where no attack can work. The tenacity and stamina that persists no matter how much you avoid and avoid it.

Obviously, there was still a gap in the level of martial arts, but the disparate power that filled the gap was creating a disadvantageous situation.

“Kuk!”

When I blocked the thunder sword’s round kick, a dull shock rang through my body.

The Heavenly Demon flew straight to the ground, and the sword of the Thunder Sword fell on top of it.

As I quickly avoided it, the sword was inserted into the spot where the Heavenly Demon’s head had been.

“You’re so quick to run away? You look like a rat.”

Pooh. His smile continued to touch the Heavenly Demon’s heart.

‘It must be killed at once.’

If the war of attrition continues, you will be at a disadvantage.

After giving the name of the Heavenly Demon, the word ‘defeat’, which she had never thought of before, appeared on her face little by little.

‘It’s not that black flames can’t do damage. It’s just a matter of recovering.’

How does she recover from her wounds?

The answer is simple. The bet from her danjeon circulates through the body and heals it.

“oh!!”

The Heavenly Demon, who kept dodging the attack, suddenly dug forward.

Blood flowed from the left cheek of the Heavenly Demon as the sword rode through the leaves.

The Heavenly Demon pierced her arm with the blade of the thunder sword.

The sensation of splitting flesh and breaking bones, and the soft feeling inside the body, were transmitted through the skin.

The Heavenly Demon created a black flame.

“Kyaaa!!”

Namgung So-yeon screamed at the fire that broke out inside.

“Now die, you b*tch.”

The Heavenly Demon spoke as if talking to a jingling insect.

The smell of burning flesh stung the Heavenly Demon’s nose.

– chin

Feeling the completely destroyed short circuit, the Heavenly Demon tried to withdraw her hand, but the Thunder Sword’s hand grabbed the Heavenly Demon’s arm.

A feeling of bewilderment stood in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon as she looked up at Soyeon Namgung.

“Got it!”

– Wooddeuk

Namgung So-yeon crushed the Heavenly Demon’s arm with a violent force.

“Keuk…!”

The Heavenly Demon kicked Namgung Soyeon away, but her arm was already broken and wobbly.

Namgung So-yeon, who fell out, got up again in a normal state.

“You look bewildered. The expression “Why… I broke the power supply, but I’m fine?”

With a laugh, she continued.

“My recovery doesn’t come from short circuit. It’s just that the blood circulating in my body heals my body. It has nothing to do with betting.”

In an instant, the thunder sword approached the Heavenly Demon and knocked her over.

The thunder sword riding on it hit the Heavenly Demon’s face repeatedly with its fist.

– Bang!

– Bang!

– Bang!

“Now! Some! Die!”

The Heavenly Demon lost consciousness at the continuous punching.

I tried to fight back, but it was all in vain. It didn’t reach the brain sword.

‘Could this be the end?’

Foreseeing her own futile end, she sighed inwardly.

Either that or not, Namgung Soyeon’s fist continued to fall on the Heavenly Demon without mercy.

In his fading consciousness, the Heavenly Demon saw someone flying behind the thunder sword.

***

As soon as the heavenly horse was crushed by the thunder sword, the young horse ran away with its own weapon.

The young horse attached all the weapons it could use to a wire and threw it at the thunder sword.

A few missed, and a few hit the brain sword’s body.

I had long since abandoned the idea that these weapons would do any damage.

Just an act to block her movement for a very short time.

The weapon acted like a nail firmly driven into the body of the thunder sword, and the young horse occupied the back of the thunder sword and blocked her movement by pulling the wire like pulling the reins of a horse.

“Did you think this would stop me?”

When Namgung So-yeon asked, seemingly full of energy, Young-ma didn’t respond and pulled the wire even harder.

Blood flowed from the hand holding the wire.

“Something like this!”

Someone jumped in front of Namgung So-yeon, who was trying to break the restraint with strength.

It seemed like a miracle for the man whose legs were weak to stand.

As soon as he saw that person, Soyeon Namgung smiled brightly.

“Confucius!”

Confucius is coming to me! Namgung So-yeon was delighted like a child.

However, soon her face contorted as he held a small dagger in his hand.

“Confucius… what is that?”

Namgung So-yeon’s face contorted like a demon when she saw the knife that In-ho was holding coming toward him without stopping.

The dagger aimed at her neck, but unfortunately it wasn’t Namgung So-yeon who would be attacked.

“Kyaaak!”

When I put strength on my arms, the wires break and the spirit horse flies away.

Red bundles emanating from his back restrained Inho’s body.

In-ho lifted up in the air with his limbs bound.

The Heavenly Demon got up slowly. A red bundle brings In-ho to her.

Namgung So-yeon asked while slowly brushing In-ho’s cheek.

“why?”

“……”

“Why? Why did you want to attack me? Could it be that you’re less brainwashed? If that’s the case, I’ll understand.”

Come on, say yes.

Tell them that you were attacked because of the evil magic of the Heavenly Demon.

Contrary to her wish, however, the words that came out of Inho’s mouth were full of malice.

“F*ck it… F*ck you b*tch.”

“…to?”

“Damn. You’re just a psychopath. You son of a b*tch.”

Wow!

Hanging in the air, Inho spat.

“I’m sane enough, you asshole.”

“Why… do you say such harsh things? We love each other… and kiss each other.”

“Did I do that because I wanted to? It’s f*cking disgusting to talk to you.”

“Th-don’t say that. No. You’re not Kang Gong-sama!!”

“Either it’s true or not. The kiss I had with you was sh*t? It felt so much better with Master!!!!”

“Shut up!!”

At the last words of In-ho, who screamed in anger, Namgung So-yeon pulled out a huge awl from his body and pierced In-ho’s stomach.