The Return Of The Crazy Demon sky MTL - chapter 84
Ch 84
Because I’m a man 2
I used to think that strong men only fight one-on-one with fairness in the days of Jeomsoy. I thought to myself that chasing Ururu and fighting in a mess would be something that only thugs who didn’t properly learn Mugong would do.
However, when he got to the top, he tried to win not only the Black Sword, but also the White Sword and the Magic Sword.
Surprisingly, there were very few masculine strong men I imagined.
In the meantime, the masters who pretended to be alone and without power were pushed out of numbers and often died in vain.
I didn’t like it all the time.
One-on-one fights are best.
That’s because it’s the cleanest, most certain, primal and fundamental fight.
While leaving the Daecheong as a group and going to a large place, Nam Yeon-pung limited spectators to executives, and at a single command, the people wandering around the wide area disappeared.
Namgarak, who was seated in a wide place, asked me with his arms crossed.
“Moonju, what are you going to do?”
I said as if ordering a side dish from the guest cup.
“anything.”
“Choose.”
I also crossed my arms like Namgarak and then responded.
“You choose. I was originally trained to do miscellaneous things. Make it your own.”
Nam Garak seemed to be in trouble, so I helped him with his choice.
“Since I’m looking at the face, I feel like I want to lose a bit. You didn’t get hit while you were the head of the Nammyunghoe? It’s better to be bare-handed than to be a sergeant. I think the subordinates will be happy if you hit that unlucky face a bit. How about it?”
Namgarak smiled with an absurd expression on his face.
“Crazy bastard. You’re crazy.”
“If you’re scared, use your weapon, and if you’re confident, attack with your bare hands.”
While Namgarak was thinking about it, I threw the black cat on the back to the floor. Namgarak unwrapped his arms and approached me without a word.
We had similar heights.
Namgarak asked, narrowing the distance.
“Are you ready to be beaten?”
As I laughed, Namgarak clenched his fists.
hook!
As I tried to grab hold of the wrist with the gold-naked technique, Namgarak, who had removed his hand, slapped his left foot as if sweeping the floor.
Avoid the low kick with a step back.
Namgarak swung a dagger towards my face.
In order to gauge the tension in the namgarak, I supported my two legs inward and then struck them back with my fists.
Namgarak’s shoulders were pushed back as there was a crackling sound, but this time the sangjang pushed in.
In an instant, I recognized that the pair was a potential move, and to check Namgarak’s technique, I pushed the floor from a standing position and opened a distance of about three (3丈, about 9m) in an instant and stared at it.
Now, Namgarak’s expression became serious.
Everyone would have been annoyed if I sang my bangs as soon as I attacked with my strength, but now it’s different.
I decided to fight properly because I had to get the whole Nammyunghoe instead of hiring Namgarak as a talent.
I suddenly had this thought.
If I don’t do my best, Namgarak may notice and be offended later. I changed my mind to deal with it in moderation, and looked at Namgarak.
In an instant, he raised the fighting spirit’s aggression all over his body and wrapped the energy of the flame system in both hands. The executives who had been watching realized that something was strange and uttered a word.
“uh?”
“Well.”
I warned Namgarak as I felt my whole body heat up because of the cockfighting aura.
“Nam Hoeju, be careful.”
After stomping on the ground with my foot, I quickly narrowed the distance toward Namgarak and held out the pair.
Namgarak, whose eyes quickly grew bigger, also responded with twins.
I wrapped the saltwater beasts around my hands.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Namgarak’s new model bounced off like a corpse lying on its back. At the same time, I jumped up into the air, raised my right hand, wrapped in the incense of salt, and prepared a single sword without a sword.
A red blade fell on Namgarak’s head as he slammed it into the capital.
Namgarak’s face was contorted a lot, and he crossed his hands and wrapped the tension he used for defense in his hands.
In an instant, along with the sudden roar of a large drum, Namgarak’s body bounced three chapters (about 9m) away. Namgarak, who had been pushed out while rolling his entire body, abruptly got up as he tore apart the torn long ginseng with one hand.
Namgarak’s expression has already turned into a beast. But in my eyes, it looked like a dirty-tempered cat.
‘You look good.’
I was going to do my best to overwhelm him and then deal with it. Without giving me a break, I narrowed the distance, wrapped in the incense of chlorinated incense and smashed it into the capital. It was.
Namgarak stepped back every time he blocked an attack, his entire face trembled, and ran back and forth like a startled cat, but he maintained his fighting spirit. In the meantime, I practiced the absorption technique as the chair, and poured the fighting gear over the whole body of the man who was being dragged.
Namgarak was dragged with his chin raised, and then he held out his spear and struck the ring.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
As soon as Namgarak stopped the fight, he spewed a handful of blood from his mouth and rolled around three or four times while crashing into the ground. If I only maintained the spirit of the salt system, the two people would be harmonious enough to look good in the eyes of the subordinates to some extent, but the fighting game is different.
It’s normal to vomit blood or roll on the floor whenever you hit me.
It’s because my fighting skills are higher than Namgarak’s skills in the first place.
I floated into the air as a reminder to wake up and put my foot in Namgarak’s face.
Namgarak barely rolled over to the ground to avoid it, and then got up with a rebound by hitting the ground with his right hand. In the meantime, I floated in the air and, taking into account the reaction speed of the namgarak, I raised my feet and kicked it while rising obliquely.
Whoops!
The reason I attacked with this Monstrosity movement was to give it time to stop.
Nam Garak crossed his arms to block the kick, then frowned and stepped back. I moved quickly as if to hide the new type, swung my right arm like a whip, and cut Namgarak’s neck with the capital.
Namgarak thought it was an opportunity, so he blocked my arm with his left hand and took power with his right hand. After forcibly injecting aerodynamic force to change the trajectory, I grabbed Namgarak’s collar and pulled Namgarak’s extended wrist with my left hand, then threw it into the air.
Booaaaaaaaah!
Namgarak rotated as it flew into the air like a scarecrow.
In the meantime, I sprinted off the ground and moved quickly to the point of falling south.
Namgarak roared in the air.
“Pull out the sword!”
After declaring war, Namgarak first drew his sword from the air, then wielded it randomly to earn time.
Namgarak, who landed safely on the ground, was shaking all over. Namgarak said as he held out his trembling sword toward me.
“Munju, bring your sword.”
Namgarak’s breathing was very rough. There was blood in his eyes, and his face was all red. Pride, more than any other emotion, was dominating all the music.
“Bring me a knife!”
I ssiik laughed while watching Namgarak get angry. I said calmly, thinking about giving this guy some time to rest.
“Let’s do it.”
I stretched out my left hand and pulled the black cat, which was quite far away, by the suction technique. The black cat, who moved slightly while shaking, arrived in my hand as if abruptly charged in a gale wind.
widely!
Without saying to start, I pulled out the black cat and injected the salt system. The sword appeared with a red light wrapped around it. After turning one wheel near the head, it stood upright and this time wrapped in the incense of chloride.
Whoops!
A red haze began to flutter at the blade.
When he switched to a cockfight while pouring out his skills and power into his right hand, the red haze was arranged like a line, and the blade became calm. Instead, the black cat’s blade turned purple, as if it was full of blood.
After moving the vertical blade a little to the right, he made eye contact with Namgarak.
“Moonju, are you ready to die?”
The executives who were watching together said to Namgarak.
“Lord?”
“no wonder ”
“Stop it.” It was a tone of voice.
Namgarak is looking at my sword dyed in purple as if piercingly. Namgarak also knew that fighting here would result in a greater disappointment than the previous fight with bare hands.
A situation that requires coolness rather than pride for Namgarak.
Namgarak licked his lips and spoke to me in a calm tone.
“I don’t think it’s necessary to check the projection system. I lost.”
Namgarak, who had calmed his mind in an instant, took a deep breath and pulled out his sword.
As I stared at Namgarak, I gradually reduced the energy I had injected into Heukmyoah. Then the purplish-colored blade slowly turned white as if raging with anger. I said to Namgarak after putting in the black cat.
“A cool attitude is also a skill. You finished it appropriately.”
I know the heart of men with strong self-esteem. Namgarak will need time. In this case, there is no need to comfort the subordinates. You’ll just have to leave it alone. Although he was a man with strong self-esteem, he was a man with a lot of responsibility, so he would return to his original rhythm.
I looked around Nammyunghoe like a person with no regrets and said to Namgarak and his subordinates.
“See you again.”
I didn’t ask for anything, I didn’t mock the whole Nammyunghoe, I just turned around.
After I took three or four steps, I asked in a calm tone.
“Moonju, let’s go have a cup of tea.”
“Let’s do it next time.”
I suddenly stopped walking and looked up at the sky. Yesterday it rained, but today the weather is very sunny again.
“The clouds…”
Namgarak asked me from behind if I was really nervous.
“What will happen next?”
I retorted as I looked at the passing clouds.
“It’ll be alright. Haomun is Haomun, and Nammyunghoe is Nammyunghoe. Let’s compete again when the opportunity arises. If the executives of Nammyunghoe want to hang out with me, tell me later.
I then turned around and looked at Nammyunghoe. The entire Nammyunghoe was looking at me. As I was choosing what to say, I told them.
“If the Swordsman Association or Nam Chen-ryeon is bothering you, please contact Haomun.”
Namgarak responded.
“What if I call you?”
I responded while holding the black cat with my left hand.
“…it’s a war.”
I could have added something else, but I didn’t.
The choice is up to Namgarak.
Will you stay with Nammyunghoe and die like in your previous life, or will you change your destiny with Haomun? I didn’t want to force myself to change things that depended on the fate of people and clans.
However, if Namgarak changes his mind, his fate will also change.
‘To that extent, even the heavens will forgive the changed fate.’
Saying goodbye to Nam Myung-hoe, I had many thoughts while returning to the Black Myobang.
What is clear is this:
If you want to change your destiny, you have to change your mind first.
Not just Namgarak, but me too.
It’s really not easy to change our minds because we’re both men. But how could it be so easy to change fate?
It is difficult at first.
Namgarak may be holding his heart with a wound in his pride by now, but that’s the case with me as well. He didn’t act like a madman, and he acted like a normal strongman all the time, but his head was a bit confused.
Still, maybe this was a good thing?
Mo Yong-baek’s voice echoed in my ears throughout the fight.
‘How about inducing that madness to appear only when it meets a strong person?’
Whenever I thought of grabbing Nam Garak by the neck and smashing the face with my fist, I pondered Mo Yong-baek’s words.
It was necessary to train and train my mind from running madness to sober madness. Just like under the river, large and small fish bite and bite each other, but the water remains calm.
Peace like a river for me, that is the time I need it. As they walked down the street, they hummed like the local shopkeepers were brooms.
“Peace like a river to me, peace like a river to me, madness like the sea to me, madness springing up to me…”
overflowing