Desire

In the second arena, there were 150 members of the bloodline, and they were unconcerned about the performance of the group. But none of them were sneaking or complaining. I hear no footsteps, no swinging weapons. Just as they held up the remote control and pressed the slow play button, they were moving slowly, focusing on each movement. It was a mass of tension compressed as if it burst with just a light stab. Asin, who stood at the entrance of the training ground and was backed up, was amazed at their rehearsal scene.

‘Now I feel like a proper door wave. ’

Azin has not seen the true power of blood since he entered the blood gate. The only unmanned blood he encountered was Black Wine and White Coin, who were in charge of escorting the White Leopard at Mt. Longevity Mountain. Although I have been in and out of the blood gate a few times, I have never seen the true performance of the disciples. And today, Azin was able to see the side of the power of the bloodline that was composed of the first disciples of the bloodline.

‘Funny thing. I can't believe the Sector Master is worse than the First Class disciple. ’

Not everyone, of course, was stronger than the blood. However, there were many who dominated the bleeding just by praying. Well, apparently, he's been in the hands of the shaman for years. The man named Pleasant Swordsman is fat enough to reach his fingertips, so you don't have to think about how much he's been taken away. Azin narrows his eyes and watches the Bloodstream's training. He tightens them into groups of five, each with a different movement, each with a different movement, but in a larger way, one. A successful party. Five attacks become one attack, and five defenses become one defense.

I'm not here to gloat. I'm not here to explore. After watching them perform for a while, Ajin caught their minds. He takes a step forward. At the entrance of the training ground, you enter the training ground.

No one shouted. The order does not fall. However, as soon as Azin entered the training ground, all of the disciples' movements stopped. Before Azin entered the training ground, he was just watching. At that time, no one in the bloodline was conscious of the pain. They were just dedicated to the performance. But when Azin entered the training ground, they were conscious of him. Though his gaze did not fly, he felt the pressure of crushing.

The weight is different from that of the blood group. Maybe it's because they are not the same as the members of the bloodline guarding the inside of the gate. It may not be that, but it is also a matter of skill. The first and second graders had a considerable gap. So, what do we do? The pressure that caused the muscles to tremble was not unstoppable if you wanted to wake up. I can walk for just one step. But we have a lot of catching up to do. Maybe you'll get internal injuries.

“I didn't think Prince Azin would be interested in the bloodstream. ”

I suddenly heard a voice like that. Along with that, the pressure that had been poured out on him disappeared as one. I was thinking about getting through the crowd. Azin looks at the man walking towards him with a thin smile.

On the black robe, it says "" in red. The weapon you're dealing with is broad and heavy with swords and swords. He walks toward Azin, holding a sword with his right hand that looks pretty heavy. Shoulders are wide, but not too thick.

[This is the Celestial Sword.]

After Chonghyung Lu's work, everyone in the bloodstream learned the beep according to Ajin's instructions. In fact, what they learned was a teleportation using magical powers that turned into vampires, not electric bells, but they can convey their intentions through their training, so it is no different from the original. Ajin nods slightly at Jung-ho's words, ringing on his head. It was because I thought that the great lord of the bloodline would have to be like that.

“This is the first time I've seen the Lord of Blood. ”

Ajin put on a smile. He bows his head in reverence.

“I'm Azin, who's in charge of the Blood Dragon Squad. You don't need to raise your voice.

“No. Since you're the fiancée of Lady White Voucher, how can someone like me be at ease? ”

The Observer shakes his head. Either you don't want to acknowledge the same grade as the Bloodline, or you just respect yourself as the fiancée of the White Vote. If I had respect for the former, I wouldn't have tried to kill Gigi when I entered the training ground.

“Haha, you're doing the whitener a favor. But... it's a little sad. ”

Ajin said with a smile. He stops and looks at Azin. If it's ambiguous, I have to throw it. Take the bait and see the reaction. Whether to bite or avoid.

“Is it because I don't have any white saucers by my side? I think you've been persecuted a little too much. ”

You throw the ball straight. It was the face of a cheekbones with little expression, but your face is stiff enough to make a distinction. Azin glances at the Celestial Sword, smiling. The Observer twists the sword in his hand and walks behind his back.

“... what are you talking about? ”

“I guess I was too sensitive. Never mind.”

I don't want answers, I don't want excuses. I'm just letting you know that this is not a nice guy. Azin picks up his backpack and scours the bloodstream's men. They pause their training, looking this way, their expressions stiffened like a divine sword. Azin smiles and raises his hand.

“Am I interrupting? I don't know why they stopped.

“It's not great enough to be seen by the Confucius. ”

“It's not that great. It doesn't matter if you show it to them. ”

“I'm afraid I'll get my eyes dirty. ”

“You didn't care when you were outside the training ground. ”

“I couldn't feel your gaze because I was focused on performance. ”

The Celestial Swordsman speaks with a clear face. The tongue is quite teased, but his face is stiff. You're doing things that don't suit your personality. Azin picks up his backpack and looks at the Observatory. ‘It's unmanned.’ Azin thought, looking at the sword. A man who's more used to cutting himself against a knife than he is to measuring with his tongue. There's a reason he's doing things that don't suit him.

Hemodyngology.

I know that the Heaven Swordsman is the swordsmanship teacher of Hematopoietic Leukemia, the older brother of hematogenology. I've never met a Blood Sworddragon in person, but I've checked with the White Mark and the Serpent to see what kind of Blood Sworddragon he is. He's proud and stubborn. If hematopathology is a flying serpent, the blood dragon aims to smash the thing in front of him with a hammer. A hammer that doesn't know if the opponent is tougher than themself or not. A Blood Sword Dragon like that could not have pushed the sword.

“Is that so? Well, you have a lot of concentration. It was a great dance son-in-law.”

“.. Yes? ”

At the writhing of Azin, the Celestial Sword Sword asked with a squeezed voice. Azin shrugs, smiling deeply.

“It was a great dance son-in-law. Shake slowly, shake your arms. What if it's not a dance? Haha, I can't believe you've been enjoying this kind of entertainment since midday. The bloodlines are so peaceful. ”

I raised my voice as if to listen. It was a taunt to even the most reckless of them all. The Celestial Sword Sword opened its mouth without being able to speak. Thud! The sound of someone gnashing their teeth rings in silence. Not the rattling of bone, not the rattling of iron.

“What's wrong with the atmosphere? The same family.”

Their hostility becomes blatant and explosive. Ajin does not stop. The teeth I let grow to bite. If that side doesn't bite, wag your tail this way. Come and bite me.

“Well, don't mind me, keep dancing. If not, it's very free these days, but I think it was the right answer to come here for a walk. I feel so good because of the bloodstream. ”

Azin clapped as he said. A thick vein of blood is smeared on the sword's forehead. He takes a moment to take a deep breath and stares at Azin.

“.. you're exaggerating. Confucius.”

“What did I oversay? Rather, I'm praising the bloodline's gesture. But I'm also not thrilled to see a man dance. Wearing a skirt...”

“Duke!"

“Do you know who you're speaking to right now? ”

I asked. I asked very poorly. They're not biting to kill, they're biting to kill. Don't come any further. Ajin said, touching his neck. I felt clear that I was going to live a life when the sword struck me. I'm pretty well restrained. I heard he has a lot of pride... but he's a spinning horse.

“The Great Blood.”

I removed '' from the title. Azin stares at the Heavenly Sword.

“When I asked for equal treatment as the Great Blood Dragon, the Great Blood did not listen to me. It's not the same as being engaged to a whitener. Didn't you say that? ”

The Swordsman does not answer. Azin looks at the chewing palm of his lower lip and says,

“That means I'm equal to a white saucer. That is, he treated me like the heir of the bloodline's granddaughter and the original heir of the bloodline... Is that a place where the great lord of the bloodline can speak up? ”

“.. I'm sorry. ”

Heave-ho. The sound of its teeth grows louder. The strength of the bloodmen tightly clumped together, shaking like a haystack. It no longer presses against the shoulder of pain. It covertly surrounds and surrounds Azin.

“It still is. I'm not trained by the crew. If you don't like it, you will bite anyone at any time. Bloodbath, I think you're mistaken. Raising you is bloodline, and bloodline is bloodline. The beast that bites the owner's child cannot be raised in the house. ”

“.. I don't know what you're talking about. I...”

“Do I look like an idiot? ”

Ajin unwraps his back.

“Where do you see the calves rolling in from, believing in the identity of the whitener, acting like they don't know the sky? I'm sorry, Great Lord. I have my face and my ego, and I'm not a nice guy enough to fool around with it. ”

You move the air. The air, which you pressed down deliberately, rumbles and rises. I scratched my pride a few times, but it's not bitter. Suppress and frighten, but don't bite. Did you learn to bark properly? However, the bastard who just leaves his teeth to bite and barks, if he tries a few times, he runs at once. Necklace or no necklace.

“It's not a good feeling to be ignored by someone below. ”

Entanglement pushes the pressure. The force of 150 people. You can't get away with it unless you work hard. I don't intend to escape completely. It's just, you know, a little bit of skill over here.

“I owe you an apology. ”

“... saying that I'm sorry...”

“Any apology is possible. ”

Ajin shakes his head.

“Kneel down. ”

The Celestial Swordsman shuts up. He squeezes his fist and stares at Ajin. Taking his gaze, Ajin said in a dull voice.

“.. and of course, the bloodline is unmanned, with pride and face. You don't want to bend your knee to a guy who's the fiancée of a white sausage who didn't have much to do with blood. So here's what we're going to do. ”

I'll cut your collar.

“The great Blood Dragon, the great Blood Dragon Azin, wants to teach a lesson from the great Blood Master Heaven Sword... What do you think? ”

Come and ask. With his arms wide open, Azin smiles like a demon.

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fewfqew

I wish there was a hero who was weaker than himself, or a natural character who couldn't be killed or discarded for reasons of breeding.

It's not a big deal yet, but isn't there a Rivera in that position?

Cheongdaemun

@ It was originally brown sugar, but I have to change to a Persian cat.

Persian support is increasing gradually. Heh heh.