I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 132



[Episode 132] Dangjihwa

Often when powerful people think of the owner of a thousand-year-old castle they think of a crazy blood-drunk murderer.

Actually it wasn’t that wrong.

However it was not the same so at least the thousand-year-old killers did not go berserk like mad dogs and bite at the sight of blood.

Even the appearance of a blood-crazed homicidal maniac is in fact an illusion deliberately adopted by past masters of the past thousand years.

Since the rare angels who appear rarely ever meet each other they decided that it would be okay for individuals to use it as a way to hide themselves so they used it.

Rather the killers are closer to meticulous murderers.

Thanks to this Cheong also received the energy of a thousand years of life and now his spirit has become clearer.

The first thought that came to mind was bitter reflection.

Why didn’t I think it was strange?

What kind of absolute magic shield is self-defense?

Is it possible to perfectly absorb all shocks without using a new superconducting shock dispersion material?

Cheong who knew that superconductivity meant something like 1100% looked at the superconductor with the thought of a social science major.

It wasn’t a question of sword energy versus strength in the first place.

If he had been hit that hard his flesh would have burst in one place bruised and even cracked in his bones.

The eyes that had lost their luster due to indifferent coldness quietly reflected Cho Gwak’s appearance.

It seems like he has completely lost his senses.

Well it’s actually more convenient.

My heart is hot and my head is cold.

This is something that all teachers in the world say at least once but it is actually difficult for even the individual himself to keep it.

If you lose your mind and are caught with murderous intent you become honest.

If your eyes only see where to hit and your body follows without any tricks you end up like a fool obsessed only with slaughtering the enemy.

Cheong welcomed Cho Gwak with a much more at ease mind.

The stabbing tip of the sword swings left and right and splits into three shapes one aimed at the neck and heart and one curved diagonally towards the waist.

As I step on each step twist my pelvis and pull my spine back a fierce wind blows in the front of my neck and my chest tingles!

evil! Miss you got cut again.

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Still with one attack remaining the back of Cheong’s hand touched the side of the cutting blade and gently pushed it to change its direction.

Cho Gwak’s body was thrown outward along the blade.

As Cheong swung to the left and swung his fortune-telling stick the eternal club cut through the air behind his knees.

puck!

When you hit your knee your knee bounces and flies forward.

Cho Gwak fell to his knees and then rolled over and fell.

Cheong did not follow but quietly exhaled and followed Cho Gwak’s appearance with his eyes.

There was no damage at all just now.

weird. How can you not be shocked at all?

However would a master of fireworks get hurt or break just by rolling around a little?

It rolls around but as it recoils it jumps up and runs into the ground again.

“Kill! Four years! “I will kill you!”

joy. Who cares?

Cheong snorted and kicked the ground backwards.

Because the other person followed suit and lost his senses it became much easier to deal with him.

Originally the reason Cheong opened his mouth every time was because he was aiming for that.

Of course it was also thanks to Cheong’s cold sense of reason.

However it didn’t feel strange because he thought he was normal in his natural gray state.

I just thought that after being constantly beaten and getting cut twice I was starting to get used to that sword technique.

Cheong pushed Boksinjeok straight and struck Cho Gwak’s blade rest.

As a twisting force acts at the starting point of the sword road the herbivore loses its direction sways and ends up caught in the wind.

Then he blocks the clawing assistant with his forearm and says! Fuck! It’s hot! After kicking his shin as hard as I could with my toe Cho Gwak was thrown forward.

Bokshinjeok draws an afterimage and stabs Chogwak in the back!

Cho Gwak slipped on his face drawing long strokes across the front yard of the party house.

And as Cheong watched Cho Gwak suddenly wake up he continued to devise vicious schemes.

If I just tire myself out like this it should be fine.

My strength is not infinite so how much longer can I endure if I radiate strength like that and use strong self-defense techniques?

But what if you come to your senses?

‘Hehe. ‘I lost.’ If you declare defeat and take me out can I catch you and kill you?

Then it won’t work.

What other tools are there that I can use?

Tathagata kidney? You die so comfortably. Put it on hold for now.

Black assassin? Even minor magic attacks don’t work.

Obligation to take off soup? I don’t think the guy with the rolled eyes will give a damn about taking off some clothes.

Cheong inspected what he had and extended his sword towards Cho Gwak who rushed at him again.

Hundred Eight Sura Sword Cheoneung Nakchae.

As the image of a hawk snatching a rabbit the extended tip of the sword pushed Cho Gwak’s shoulder the starting point of the sword was distorted and the sword’s path was drawn far away.

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At that time I tie my ankles and hit the ground with the anti-gravity principle of the Wolnyeo Walk.

The candle went down in a parabolic curve.

Meanwhile Salseong who had not stopped thinking suddenly stretched the corners of his mouth.

The moment Cheong’s chest was severely cut it was Choi Lyon who immediately took a stance and tried to jump out.

However that was all he did and he stopped after assuming the stance of giving Kang Hwan a punch.

This was because the aspect of life and death had completely changed.

Only Dannan who had a poor sense of perspective stamped his feet and clung to the head of Taesang.

“Wow how am I supposed to help that old man Cheong-ah?”

“We’ll just have to wait and see. From the looks of it it doesn’t seem like a major injury. Above all huh. “I wish I could ask how the godmother raises her students.”

“What is that? It’s bleeding…!”

However once again it was Cho Gwak who fell apart after several close matches.

It got up and started running again but it looked ugly to anyone who saw it because it was thrown far away rolled around twisted and pushed around.

“Isn’t that our Cheong-ah winning? But what should I do? “I got hurt.”

“The child knows how to completely break down and use herbivores and his mind is clear enough to see and respond to attacks. “It’s not an achievement you can achieve at that age.”

Originally herbivorous training was one thing training one after another and learning that way.

In order for the martial arts learned in this way to have proper power one had to adopt the correct posture and form that was familiar to the body.

However is it possible for it to work properly in actual combat where even a single speck of dust acts as a variable?

However once you gain experience and understand the principle itself through practice you reach the stage where you can cut out any part and use it freely.

However in the case of Cheong it was eaten completely raw.

It is not that they know how to break down herbivores and use them but what was stuck in their heads in the first place were completely decomposed herbivores.

Moreover their physical abilities are beyond their limits.

Strength balance flexibility and even physical strength have already developed beyond humans so the scene drawn in the mind using grass-fed techniques is realized in the most ideal form.

“But he’s fine.”

“Isn’t it just a loud noise and not a gentle slap? “It seems to me that you are training with an expert in the flower world.”

The Taesang family was doing well but then made a mistake.

If Cheong heard it it was something that even Grandpa Dok would have questioned whether he was senile.

In the meantime I must say that Cho Gwak who has already fallen more than ten times and still can’t come to his senses is also amazing.

That’s because she’s a girl around my daughter’s age and has been rolling around on the floor unable to do anything for a long time so her anger will only grow and not decrease.

As a result harsh thoughts anxious eyes and dirty whispers are gradually spreading among the subordinates of the Supreme Court.

Because honestly it’s ugly.

It was in the meantime.

Suddenly instead of running towards Cho Gwak he stood tall and widened his eyes making a surprised expression.

“Princess Ha-ryeon? “How could it be in a place like this…”

And every time he opened his mouth it was a series of nonsense.

“I can’t do that. How can I do that in a place like this?”

“You have to keep your body safe.”

“No no. Me too me too.”

“Princess no Cheohye! “Hye-ah!”

Then gasping sounds erupted here and there from the side where the government troops stood.

Princess Ha-ryeon is literally a princess.

And Princess Ha-ryeon’s name is not Ha-ryeon.

Ha-ryeon is not a name but merely a nickname given by the emperor.

The royal family’s real name is something so noble that a person would commit a sin against heaven just by saying it.

So since he could not dare to call her by her name it was the emperor’s solemn consideration to call her Ha-ryeon separately.

Nevertheless uttering the name of the royal family in broad daylight on a land filled with countless people was a terrible sin that cannot be described as blasphemous.

Even the martial arts people who knew the royal family like a local drum did not dare to mention the royal family’s real name.

Cho Gwak’s travels did not stop here.

He suddenly throws away the knife pulls his waist belt unfastens his belt and roughly pulls down his pants.

He stood upright as if showing off to everyone and put his hands in the air and waved his hips wildly.

“haha! Is it good? A bitch who is the princess of a country is truly lewd! Cheohye you bitch!”

To exaggerate a bit the sound of blood escaping seemed to resound as loudly as thunder.

The government officials all lost their blood their faces were pale and white and their eyes were trembling.

“You said you were a princess but you turned out to be a very useless prostitute! Isn’t this hole very herbal! “Even if you fuck in the air you’ll feel better than this you bitch!”

That’s because you’re actually fucking in the air.

Everyone just swallowed those thoughts inside.

“You can’t tighten it right now! You fucking bitch! How dare you mess around with this old man! What a princess! “Are you saying that Ha-ryeon was the master of prostitution?!”

As he continued to strike the air with one arm it was such a catastrophe that he could not open his eyes and see.

Cheong was so immersed that even as he carefully approached and picked up the discarded sword he was busy shaking his hips.

Cheong pushed all of Jinki into his sword blade.

Once again the black energy mixed with various colors exploded with brilliant light.

The blue trampled the ground creating a hollow hole.

The Jin-gak filled with incredible power extended from the soles of the feet over the ankles through the knees and waist and a thrust like a flash of lightning penetrated Cho Gwak’s lower abdomen.

Although it may be an illusion it seems that self-defense is invalid while performing a major mission.

Nevertheless the sword blade which could not withstand the resistance as if it were stabbing steel snapped.

Is there any way a knife could go into a guy with a body like this and wearing self-defense equipment?

Is it some kind of special external attack?

Is this the Geumgang Buddha statue that I only heard about?

Cho Gwak whose back and stomach were pierced by a broken blade looked up at Cheong in disbelief.

“princess? Why…”

Even if the danjeon is skewered the medicinal effect appears to still be the same.

If you think that poisoning can be cured by being stabbed with a knife then what good is the antidote?

Instead of a needle I’ll give you one stab at a time.

Instead of answering Cheong took in his breath and screamed.

“How dare you insult the princess!! I can’t stand it!! How dare you!! Who was that? Princess Suryun!!! No disrespect! I hate lese majeste! “Sinners should be eunuchs!”

At the same time Cheong’s kick penetrated Cho Gwak’s crotch.

Boom! With a loud noise like a wall collapsing Cho Gwak’s body rose up to a height of one and a half in the sky then fell and rolled on the ground.

This time I definitely felt it.

It was the vivid sensation of the pubis on both sides of the pelvis in front and the base of the coccyx on the back being completely shattered into powder.

Above all the feeling of the flesh being crushed and crushed between the pelvis and the top of the foot was truly satisfying.