Possessing Nothing

The grimace was ignored. Lee Sung-min's glances were frowned because of what the Chang Wang said.

Let's play the big game. Though I knew Chang Wang was a man of that disposition, it was sudden.

“Why should I fight you? ”

“It's been a long time.”

Chang said so, revealing his yellow teeth and smiling.

“There was no battle with you. I got so worked up that I quit. ”

“You want to settle a deal you couldn't reach then? ”

“Ten years rolling like a dog on this mountain. Even when I joined the Black Dragon Coven, I was a one-armed and exhausted atheist. Rather, we were pushed. If he had not endured the humiliation and fled, he would have died by the godless then. ”

The two eyes of the spearhead flashed.

Ten years ago, what happened in the North remained the greatest humiliation of Chang Wang's life.

I've never been in a joint venture in my life. He abandoned his pride and failed to defeat his superstition, even though he joined forces to make time.

“Before attacking the godless, I saw your mistress fight. I felt like I had an idea. Everything I had learned all my life felt like a child's prank. We've been on this mountain for 10 years to reach that nothingness, but we're still a long way from the Emperor. I think if I fight you directly with the Mage, I'll know better than anyone. ”

“Does that mean there's a reason to fight? ”

“I haven't seen the end of nothing yet. So the world can't go to shit. But... that doesn't necessarily mean I have to help you. If you want my help, you're gonna have to make me want to help. ”

Chang said with a killer smile. The Black Dragon Cow kicks its tongue across its head, looking at its back.

[It's inevitable.]

Heju is dying, Lee Sung-min sighed.

“Very well. Instead, let's do this. Try it properly. ”

“Scared?”

“No way. There's nothing worth killing for. Let's make a promise in advance. ”

“You must feel like shit. ”

“And... it's going to be hard to fight right now." You're feeling pretty weak yourself, aren't you? ”

“A day, no, half a day is enough. Eat, drink, and have a weather breakfast to make you feel better. ”

The Chang Wang said so and settled down. Lee Sung-min turned his head to Yana and Baek Sogo to seek consent. When the two eyes met, Jana said first.

“If you're going to die, I'll intervene. ”

I didn't say anything about it, but I was going to. The seated Chang Wang opens the subspace pocket without caring about the surrounding gaze.

He took out a pile of food and water from within and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Forbidden to eat while suffering on this mountain was also the result of not eating well in recent years.

But first... The Chang Wang pulls out the mirror and looks at his face. The Black Dragon Strait also sits beside Chang and looks in the mirror, wondering what kind of goal it is. Then the Spear King frowns and pushes against the Black Dragon Cove.

“Stay away from me. I smell poop. ”

“The smell from your head. ”

“It's the smell of your people. ”

It seemed to have become very close for 10 years. For that matter, there was a way of looking at each other.

Eventually, they stood up to each other because they couldn't stand the stench of each other.

“Let's wash up and eat. ”

“I agree.”

They head for the waterfall to take a nice bath. Meanwhile, Seong-min also sat down and played a patriot.

I ended up fighting Chang Wang, but I also thought it was good for Lee Sung Min.

[You can even compare it to superstition.]

The Spear King and the Black Dragon Coven have experienced fighting superstition. If you fight him, you'll know exactly how far you've come.

As promised, after half a day, Chang wakes up after finishing his weather breakfast. After half a day, the mortar bone that the fibula encountered returned in one piece.

It was evidence that Chang Wang was in complete control of his body. He breaks the joint and pulls out his spear, which he placed on one side.

Above it, you go down the mountain as the Mesh has guided you. Even though it was' moderate ’, it was because there was a risk that the mountain itself would collapse if it fought on the mountain.

“We spent 10 different years together. ”

Standing on a spacious plain, the Spear King mutters.

“Ten years ago, your prayers were incomplete and vicious. Now...... it's not incomplete, but it's more noisy. He's not even human. ”

“That's how it is. ”

“Become a complete Yoma? Seems sane enough for that... Hmm, it doesn't matter. Seems to be stronger than ever. ”

Just as Chang Wang felt a change in Lee, Seong-min felt the same thing. Chang's prayers were sharper than ten years ago. An unmanned man, about 10 years old, was beaten up on this mountain.

The higher the level, the harder it is to get to the higher ground, but the 10 years that Chang Wang spent led him to the higher ground.

Lee Sung-min grabbed a new window. You won't get crushed this time. If you are destroyed again, you will not see Selgerus again.

Cock.

The Chang Wang split his spear in two and held it in both hands.

The Chang Wang jumps in without a banquet ceremony. His steps jumped over each other's distance in a heartbeat, and two spears of different lengths, held in each hand, dug through the space.

Such movement of the spearhead was clearly visible to Lee Sung-min.

Movements you've never seen before. That speed. The trajectory of the coming window. Lee's spear moved in the most efficient and intimidating direction against Chang Wang's unified attack from both directions.

Blah!

With a dull sound, the spears collide against each other.

Queek!

Instantly touching windows slide against each other. The Chang Wang twists his arms flexibly.

His spear grabs space in an instant. At this moment, it was no longer a spear that the Chang Wang was swinging.

Dig and current bounced.

Storm confidence leapt over the space. Kwa-ga-ga-ga-gun! Where the Spear King swings his spear.

The place where Lee Sung-min was standing a while ago was torn apart by an intangible figure. At that moment, Seong-min was behind Chang Wang.

The spear that felt the sting of the spear burst into laughter. He twists and turns, swinging his spear sharply.

His swinging spear shreds the purple current. The javelin shot from beyond aimed at Lee Sung-min's heart.

There was nothing to create self-defense. Lee Sung-min swung his spear like a short stroke.

Lee lowered his posture after spilling out his javelin. Killing is a power that can be easily created in each other's spears.

It does not scatter young in its own windows without waste.

My heart was beating. An uneven force erupts and spreads to the system's bloodstream.

My whole body seemed to be burning hot. My sharp teeth itch to turn into monsters.

I was hoping for more muscle strength. Not a reluctant opponent. Lee Sung-min allowed physical disturbance.

Cough!

The wall trembles inside you. The body of a heterosexual protruding from the distant streets itself became a terrible violence.

The Chang Wang crossed the spears of the two sacks and raised them forward. The collision pushes the Spear King back and forth.

The Chang Wang laughs loudly. The Chang Wang's presence is palpable. The spear in his hand became the spear of the spear itself.

The New Year's Day that threatened Lee Sung-min 10 years ago was more intimidating and complete than before.

I see it.

I see things I didn't see 10 years ago. New Year's Day. I knew it. At least in the field of 'windows’, Lee has not yet reached the height of Chang Wang.

Even though the flesh is a carnage, it is because the herd of rational people dealing with it has not yet reached Chang Dynasty.

However, we can respond. The two spears create a storm.

Lee jumped in without hesitation against the aggression without any gaps.

Faster.

The fastest stellar island lightning in the Nine Sky Mountains. Faster and more powerful. The space is distorted.

Stretched aggravated pressure tightens the Spear of the Spear. Rrrrgh! The torn air is bursting. Each other's spears bounce back.

[Technically, you're not good enough.]

Heju advised us. If we fight skillfully, only the Chang will swing at us. Lee Sung-min is clearly ahead of Chang Wang.

Toughness in the flesh.

Endless force and internal air.

It creates speed and power. Even a monotonous herb that cannot be deceived, it shoots at an unavoidable 'absolute’ speed.

Chang Wang's expression changed. In fact, he was inevitable. It's because Lee Sung-min's spear was too fast.

The Spear King quickly gathered his spear in front of his chest and triggered a momentum.

Kuoooo!

Chang's body is pushed back and forth. Instead of enduring it forcefully, I scattered the shocks, pushed backwards naturally.

Subsequently, Lee Sung-min exploded the force gathered at the end of the window. A shot of strength pierces through the body of the spearhead.

The Chang Wang shouted and swung his spears ferociously. Torn debris scatters to all directions.

Leading the way in the physical and internal air is not an opponent to be overwhelmed. Lee Sung-min stood in front of the window waiting for the Chang Dynasty's reaction.

Chang opens his teeth and smiles, looking down at his distressed wrists.

“It shouldn't be right. ”

The spear mutters.

Kieing.

The spears of the two halves begin to vibrate. Lee Seong-min's Joan saw an unknown energy entangled in the two spears of the New Creation Day.

That's dangerous. Lee Sung-min frowned on the disgusting feeling of crisis. It was just as Chang said.

Once this started, it was impossible to fight in a line that did not harm each other moderately. I had to be prepared to fight Chang.

The Spear of the Spear continues to vibrate. Lee thought about what to do. If you continue to fight here, one of you may die. Fairly, we should stop here.

I knew it, but he didn't want to back off. Chang said he had performed a ten-year report on the samurai shamanism.

And Seong-min inherited the power of such privatism. I want to try it out. Such aspirations rose in my heart.

I want to leave the results and battle the great unmanned man Chang Wang.

I want to know how much I can do now against his cunningly advanced spear, which has been sold out for centuries.

I'll be the spear. I become the spear.

The Chang Wang mutters in a low voice. It was enlightened decades ago and refined decades later.

And in the last 10 years, it's been done to get ahead of everyone else.

Nevertheless, it is the first time I have used it myself. Much of the suffering surrounded by gold became meditation, not moving the body within a few years.

This is the first time I've ever spread anything trimmed into my body in my head. It's not the body, it's not the spear.

I am the heart.

Chang Wang pushes his spear forward, and Lee Sung-min spreads his pitch. Isomer's body, wrapped in purple currents, disappeared from space.

Chang Wang's eyes could not see the movement of Lee Sung-min. But he sensually pursued the movement of the rational mind.

A little out of place. The Spear pierces through the air. There was a Lee Sung-min right next to him.

If Chang Wang's spear were a little more accurate, he would not have dodged the spear.

The surprise didn't dull my fingertips. Nine thousand spears, two choices-- the lightning rod, the bloodstream, and the bloodstream.

Three types of weightlessness are simultaneously unfolded, but it is not difficult to work in the air.

Despite the movement beyond the limits of the body, the muscles of the isomers were not ruptured and the bones were not broken.

At this moment, Lee Sung-min's bones and muscles flexed like rubber.

There are countless changes to reaching a window once. In response to such an attack, the Chang Wang pushed the spear that pushed it straight towards Lee, without stopping.

It was a scene in my memory.

A quadriplegic who lost his powers through divine intervention. An attack by the godless who attacked such a master.

All the work of the seemingly helpless quadriplegic crushed the supernatural attack.

Even now.

Lee saw his attacks being torn apart. He gasps and swallows.

The user bites back just before the spear is smashed. Blood feet stand in the eyes of the Spear King. He tried to push the spear to the end.

“Khh!”

Blood gushed from the mouth of the Spear King. The trembling spear's legs loosened.

The stooped spear didn't let go of the spear he was holding, but he couldn't swing it anymore, so he bowed his head and bled out.

“…… damn it. ”

The spearhead rubs the back of his hand and spits out blood splattered into his mouth.

Lee Sung-min stared at the window like that because he didn't know the English language.