Myst, Might, Mayhem

Chapter 117

Chapter 117 – Disciple Scramble (4)“How do you expect to do anything to me like this? Why don’t you try using that cultivation method instead?”

Mok Gyeong-un’s mocking tone.

At those words, a blazing fury, like a furnace, surged from a spot in Mok Yu-cheon’s chest.

Until just a month ago, to him, Mok Gyeong-un was nothing more than a cowardly trash who couldn’t be found to have any talent.

But how could this situation unfold?

How could the circumstances be turned upside down in just a month, making him the inferior one?

-Grit!

His teeth ground together.

Hadn’t he made bloody efforts beyond his talent to overturn the notion of his lowly birth?

Yet he was being pushed back by this devilish fellow?

It was becoming increasingly difficult to contain his anger.

-Thump! Thump!

His heart pounded strongly, and the impulse of murderous intent that he had been suppressing was trying to rise again.

Seeing him like that, Mok Gyeong-un spoke as if he had wished for it, raising the corners of his mouth.

“Good. That’s how it should be.”

‘!?’

Upon hearing those words, Mok Yu-cheon felt a momentary pang of regret.

In a moment of humiliation, he had almost released the impulse he had been suppressing with difficulty, unable to control his anger.

Mok Yu-cheon bit his lip and suppressed his rage.

He absolutely couldn’t do as this fellow wished.

‘No. I have to endure.’

If he were to indulge in that impulse, he wouldn’t be able to control what he might do.

Seeing his reaction, Mok Gyeong-un chuckled.

He found this aspect to be quite troublesome.

Should it be called unnecessarily stubborn?

However, although brief, he had experienced Mok Yu-cheon in the Yeon Mok Sword Manor and had information about him.

Mok Yu-cheon’s reverse scale was easy to trigger.

“For a lowly courtesan’s son, your patience is quite…”

Before he could even finish his sentence,

-Whoosh!

At that moment, a strong rebound force arose from Mok Yu-cheon’s neck, and along with the hand grasping his neck, Mok Gyeong-un’s body was flung backward.

Mok Gyeong-un, who had been lifted nearly three feet in the air, somersaulted and landed on the ground.

-Swish!

Even so, he was pushed back nearly five steps.

Having been pushed back and regained his balance, Mok Gyeong-un raised his head.

‘So this was it.’

His power had surged in an instant.

It seemed to have nearly doubled, already surpassing the pinnacle-stage of Peak Realm.

Seeing that, Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘It turned out like this.’

Although it was a side effect caused by the incorrect mnemonics, what were the chances of such an absurd situation occurring where the power nearly doubled?

It was no different from

Not only that, but his blackened skin also regained its original color.

Finding this strange, Son Yun checked his acupoints.

‘The surging energy is subsiding. However…’

It was as expected.

Some of the meridians throughout his body had swollen due to the surging power, and some had even ruptured, and his danjeon had also become quite unstable.

‘Strange. How strange.’

In this state, it wouldn’t have been surprising if all his meridians had ruptured.

However, it stopping at only some parts was fortunate.

If not, Mok Yu-cheon would have not only lost his martial arts but also become disabled or crippled throughout his entire body.

It could be said that it was fortunate that they had rushed in.

‘What about that child?’

Son Yun removed his hand from Mok Yu-cheon’s acupoints and looked at the place where Mok Gyeong-un had been flung away.

Lee Ji-yeom, the Corpse Blood Valley Master, was there.

Seeing this, he clicked his tongue.

‘To think it would turn out like this while determining the final top ranker.’

It was truly an ironic situation.

Although Mok Yu-cheon’s condition wasn’t very good, if he had been hit with a strike like before, Mok Gyeong-un’s body would have been nearly shattered as well.

As he was thinking that,

At that moment, Mok Gyeong-un was seen staggering and getting up from his spot.

‘!?’

Seeing that, the eyes of the leaders, including Son Yun, glimmered with admiration.

Did he endure such a tremendous strike?

At that moment, Lee Ji-yeom, who was beside him, whispered to Mok Gyeong-un with surprised eyes.

“My liege, are you alright?”

He had thought that Mok Gyeong-un would have suffered severe injuries from the surging strike that nearly reached the early-stage of Transcendent Realm.

However, Mok Gyeong-un smiled as if nothing had happened and said,

“I’m fine.”

“But with that level of strike just now…”

“Ah, ah. At this level, it’s correct that I couldn’t dodge it.”

“Pardon?”

What did he mean by that?

At this level, he couldn’t dodge it?

What on earth was he talking about? As he was wondering,

Mok Gyeong-un lightly moved his neck and stretched it.

-Crack! Crack!

“Deliberately taking the hit and pretending to be in pain is quite a task.”

“Ha…”

At those words, Lee Ji-yeom was momentarily dumbfounded.

Did he mean that he had deliberately taken that tremendous strike?

However, what was surprising was not that, but rather, he was even more astonished by Mok Gyeong-un’s appearance, who truly seemed unharmed.

But the surprises didn’t end there.

“But thanks to seeing it up close, I learned something good.”

“Pardon?”

What did he mean by that?

As he was puzzled,

-Bulge! Bulge!

At that moment, the veins on Mok Gyeong-un’s left hand bulged prominently, and soon, the muscles up to his wrist swelled, and his skin turned black.

‘!!!!!’