Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 107

Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation Chapter 107

Early Boss (1) “Huh? But where did the death penalty go?” Myeong-woo, who was returning to the training center after eating, looked at the priests walking side by side and asked.

It was because he had not seen the executioner walking in the back row a while ago.

“We don’t even know?” “I’m fine too… … .” The other priests shook their heads.

Since it was originally a silent death sentence, no one was paying close attention to it.

“Did you go first?” Myeong-woo, who stood and pondered for a moment, found Myeong-gang walking from afar.

“The death penalty, why aren’t you coming soon?” "haha.

Because I need to urinate.” Myunggang scratched his head with an awkward smile.

He soon joined the group and started walking somewhere again.

“Wow, did you just see it?” Mummugi let out a sigh of admiration.

Seeing Seolhui's inaction, he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

A little while ago, he remembered.

At the time when Seolhui fell down, he knew that the other party was a master enough to notice it as well.

He heard the slight trembling of the branches and reacted.

However, the reaction of raising his head was delayed, as he did not expect at all that someone would make a raid.

just died out.

It was the blow that Mumui was surprised by.

How could you say that you just slapped your palm on the back and you fell asleep? “Isn’t it blood?” Yongjin asked in a serious tone.

He also saw with his own eyes Seolhui's inaction a while ago.

How could he not kill with a strong blow, but just by touching it? He also didn't get it.

"no.

I didn't set the blood spot." "then?" When Yongjin asked the Major's answer, Yorim took his place.

"Palm." “… … Is that possible?” Yongjin immediately protested.

Then Yorim replied with a tone that it was no big deal.

“You saw it with your own eyes.” Palm.

I mean, if you killed your opponent, you pushed the bet.

Then, obviously, I should have screamed.

However, the warrior who appeared to be a faction fell without any resistance.

Seolhui grabbed Myeonggang and hurriedly flew into the forest.

“Come on, let’s move quickly.” Jeoksong said looking at the captains who were sticking their tongues out at Seolhui's inaction, which was beyond common sense.

Since the captain had infiltrated, they had to thoroughly understand the terrain and structure around this place.

* * * The place where Seolhui arrived with the crowd was the dance hall.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary private house, but when I came to see it in person, it was a training space where dozens of people could gather and work.

'Did the scouts miss this way...

… .' A secret branch in a completely different direction from the one designated as the secret bunta.

For some reason, the secret paper that the masked man gave me did not indicate this place.

The Seven Lions are Gonma's core unit.

Among them, Matthew Ryong was not a master who surpassed the climax.

I was surprised that I couldn't find a place like this even though it took time.

'No.

I must have come here because he was here.' Wasn't this the location the simulation pointed to? It was correct to say that Matthew Ryong was angry here.

“Haha.” “Aww!” There were more than thirty people inside, who even looked like trainees.

Most of them were young-faced, and they were grazing hard with wooden sticks.

And opposite them stood men who appeared to be teaching assistants.

It looked like it was probably teaching guidance.

'The volcanic wave is right.' Seolhui, who was paying close attention to herbivores, realized that their swordsmanship was very similar to that of plum blossoms.

Of course, his movements and postures were slightly different from the plum blossom sword technique he knew.

After watching for a bit, what they were doing was performing a stab attack and a defense that defends by swinging once.

The plum sword technique Seolhui knew had three attacks and one defense.

In addition, while the lower body moves first and uses swordsmanship, the plum blossom sword technique he knows about moves the upper and lower body almost simultaneously.

'Well, there must be several swordsmanship methods as the history of volcanic swordsmanship is long.' It was then.

“What are you doing here?” '… … !' Seolhui was startled and looked away.

Suddenly, an elderly man with protruding cheekbones approached to his side, holding his back and talking to him.

"Yes?" When Seol-hui hesitated, unable to speak, he shouted.

"this guy! Are you trying to cheat here? Why don't you go and correct the postures of the priests!" "Ah!" Seolhui quickly looked around.

Then, on the left edge, on the other side, I saw a man wielding a sword alone, without anyone.

Seolhui moved briskly and went there.

“Are you here!” Did you find the right place? The young man faced him with a bright face.

“Yeah, show me the sword dance.” Seolhui spoke and looked to the side.

The old man who scolded him kept his gaze on this side.

'If you're unlucky, you'll get caught?' Seolhui was sweating in a cold sweat.

Intuitively, I felt that my opponent was a master.

As he reached the climax, he was able to control his magic, but a master who had reached a high level could notice it.

“Then let’s do it.” Whiy profit.

A young man taking a flag-bearing ceremony.

His eyes and posture looked like he had been trained quite a bit.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! for a moment.

He widened his eyes and pierced the sword violently, then retrieved it again and gently swung it to the side.

like that five or six times.

He moved faster and took his stance.

Whoops.

Then he swung towards Seolhui.

'That child is still here...

… .' When Seolhui glanced into his eyes, it seemed that the cheekbones were still looking towards him.

No, I even saw the young man take a step towards him when he swooped.

tuk.

tutu tuk.

Seolhui picked up a stick that was on the floor and hit him on the shoulder and waist.

“I have to take my power out of here.” beating your knees “You have to bend a little more here.” This time, he said while hitting the floor twice.

“You have to come this far.” “… … Ah!" As the young man nodded as if he understood, Seolhui looked to the side again.

Then, he saw the cheekbones looking at him nodding his head while stroking his long beard.

'Phew… … The plum sword technique saved me.' Seolhui sighed in relief.

If you look at the plum blossom law book that you remember, it is written exactly.

What is the posture and stride length when moving the sword.

Also, what kind of stride and posture should be taken when a sword is stabbed like a young man in front of you.

It was almost imprinted on my head, so I could pinpoint that part.

“By the way, what’s your name?” As the cheekbones were about to go outside, Seolhui asked the young man in front of him.

Everyone was training hard, so no one listened to him.

“This is Ajin.” “Lee great disciple?” "Yes." 'A (我) character turning is the great disciple.' With this, Seolhui got one piece of information.

And after looking around, I asked again.

“Do you know the purpose of this training here?” “Of course I do.” “What?” “Here, we do a final inspection of our training and climb Mt.

Hwanga and kill the demons.” '… … what?' Seolhui was surprised inside.

Just in case, training here was really meant to kill the people of the school.

“Do you think it will be at your level?” “I heard that there are many Magicians who are inferior to me.” 'How far has the exchange been?' Seol-hui's heart burned while talking with him.

This is one-sided slaughter.

Classifying the demons, releasing them in the forest, and the factions hunting them.

If it's the skill of the guy in front of him, it's not even a madman who has yet been subdued by the demonic spirit.

Most of them have been dragged or subsidized somewhere in the midfield.

'Children like dogs...

… .' Seolhui sharpened his teeth.

The ones being slaughtered by them were, in a way, useless guys like the old self.

A person who wanders around without any affiliation within the Shintokyo.

Those who have been judged unsuitable for demonic properties.

Or those who disobeyed anyone.

They are all destined to die here.

“By the way, great disciple.” When the young man asked the question, Seolhui answered, quenching the anger that was rising.

“Say it.” “Unlike before… … Your voice seems to have changed a bit.” "Huh… … ?!” In an instant, Seolhui's eyes widened.

When I asked a question, I realized that I had said too much.

Nevertheless, Seol-hui spoke calmly without being disturbed at all.

“I got caught in a horn.” "Oh, I see." After all, there is no way the guy in front of him will notice his demonic nature.

You can't doubt it just because your voice has changed.

“Anyway, don’t ask me one more thing.” “Say it!” After looking around once, Seol-hui went closer to him and said, “Do you know about the demon who recently invaded this place?” "invasion… … Are you mine?” A young man looking at himself as if wondering.

Seolhui nodded, and he answered with a little thought.

"I do not know." “… … okay?" "Yes.

Doesn't Elder Guu know about that? You are the one who knows the most here.” “Well, yes.” Hearing those words, a good thought flashed through Seolhui's head.

I asked again quickly.

“Then, don’t ask me to make sure you remember the basics well.” "Yep." “Do you know where the Myunghwaji-dong that I manage is located?” "of course.

Exit from here, pass the third building, turn right, and it is the fourth building.” “Where does the baked elder live?” “It’s school driving.

It's the biggest building here.

This is the sixth house going out behind us.” “I know you well.” "thank you." The young man showed politeness as if he was satisfied, and Seolhui stroked his hair.

“Don’t neglect your training.

The posture is good enough, so if you practice like that, the moment will come when you will break through the wall.” “I will learn a lot.” That was my last conversation with him.

Seolhui saw the atmosphere around the end of training and immediately went outside.

* * * “Are you here?” Seolhui entered the house.

The structure here was a triad, which is rare in a village like this.

I thought it was a cave because it was called Myeonghwaji-dong, but there seems to be no such thing.

After going inside, Seol-hui approached the door on the east side.

The reason he came here was to find out what a child named Myung-Kang was doing.

Because Myeonghwaji-dong felt like a place where information was gathered.

That was when I stood in front of the door and grabbed the doorknob.

Unexpected words covered my eyes.

[Do you want to save?]

'What is this… … ' Seolhui was perplexed.

All of a sudden, a "save" pops up here.