Reincarnated Swordmaster

I retreated from the Bavarian Church with the Musai and returned to the anthem. And I told people what I was going through.

"Hmm... I didn't think that would happen."

He said as he shed his tears.

"Then the Crusade is doomed. They say incarnations mimic human personality, but in the end it's [old ruler]. I can't expect you now that the Bishop is dead."

"Dammit... is there any chance he might come through here?"

"Enough. Perhaps he was prepared to intervene in the Inuit after hearing enough information from the Sovereign Union. We may encounter its presence again soon enough."

"......"

"Spying."

He smiled bitterly and said.

"Hundred Hundred. The power of the Apostle to turn that time back is something you can use as a free material?"

I nodded.

"Of course."

"So far it has been so powerful that the causality has sealed it. It will definitely help in the future. But time control explains a lot."

Choon Woo-jin, who was listening next to me, said.

"The fatal wounds you sustained in the fight against the Buddhist masters have brought time back to heal, and the reason you survived right after the genocide is because you returned time to your 'previous body.' And can a seamless teleportation go to a place in the past you've never been to?"

"That's right."

"The power of an apostle. That's not an ability that mortals are allowed to do."

Cheonwoojin was frankly admired.

Until now, I have been subconsciously forced to exert the least of my powers in a crisis. It was because God's power was so powerful that it was constrained by causality. However, I felt the need to strengthen my strength through my work with Shinshin, and I was able to use it properly through five years of training at the Ogre Planetarium.

I told the Grimm.

"But the ability to turn time back to the past can only be used twice in the future."

"Why is that?"

"Three times a year. It was a constraint."

"Is that also a constraint due to causality?"

"That's what the fever told me."

Those who listened to me were deeply thought through. Miho said, after a long time of silence.

"Baek Woong. Why don't you ask Jeollwook to release the restrictions?"

"Will it work?"

"In this world, the incarnations of Chang Hill are active, the Demon King has spoken, and the Celestial Emperor will descend, and the incarnation of [Old Ruler] has been resurrected. The day after tomorrow, the end of the world is not strange. Is it possible to break the causation rate now?"

Then the hopes that I was listening next to him came out.

"No, Miho. That's not good."

"Why?"

"If you go back in time, you can't beat the divine. You can use it to avoid death as you do now, but that will only slow down your time with monologue. What matters now is building our own strength."

"What's your plan?"

When Miho asked, he calmly said.

"First of all, I want to look at him now, and then I want to liberate him."

Miho quickly understood that his head was in a state of emergency.

"You mean let go of the demand?"

"Yes. Now that the Hundred is much weaker than before the battle against Haeshin, we should liberate one more sunny and use it as our own." "

The manger clenches his fist.

"There's no way the emperor would let more than four Chilyos go free. But this could be an opportunity for a crisis like this."

The gumma was impressed.

"That's exactly what I said! I have no choice but to liberate Chilyo."

"We need to prepare and move quickly for the sacrifice of the rapture ceremony. We don't know when [Old Dominant] will come back to the Libyan Church."

Jinzo, who was listening then, suddenly said.

"Something's stuck."

"What do you mean?"

"The scout leader."

Jinso Chung quietly said.

"He can't act himself in this state. The Demon King of the Wall...

The risk of destroying the Grand Barrier is great, but it won't budge. Does that mean this isn't a major crisis for him? "

"....."

The grizzly bear thought and said,

"The teacher has no strength to act."

"Really? Seems like I'm observing..."

"What can I do if you say so? It's not like we can force you to do anything."

I find it odd that Jinseo would suspect a scout. I thought, of course, he would ask about the culmination of the pitch, but he was focusing on the wrong places. However, I decided to listen to him because his instincts were very sharp.

What the hell was that cat thinking, anyway? '

They didn't seem to help anyone, but sometimes they gave important clues or directions. And all of those thoughts and actions seemed to transcend the human imagination. I felt increasingly unable to grasp what a god was.

Mangosteen said.

"In order to implement this plan, we must first receive the help of the twelve Commandments. You and Musashi go to him and say:"

The strategy of the telepathy was plausible. By doing so, I was able to solve the problem I was facing. But I said it because I was worried.

"If he tries to use force against me and take my Chiljo..."

"Musai."

The telescopes stare at the myth. When Musai met with his hopes and eyes, he said.

"You've been submissive to the Hundred for ten years. What if the Twelve Lords over there ordered us to subdue the Hundred Hundred?"

The martyr was reckless.

"I don't follow."

"If the Twelve Lords and the Hundred Hundred Wolves fight, you will take the Hundred Wolves' side, right?"

"Yes, he was originally my target. It's just that the fighting days are fast."

"Yes, Hundred Hundred. If he goes with you, you won't have to worry."

I felt relieved when I heard the answer. The martyr I saw was a natural boneless, not a liar. In addition, there is no reason for Moses to take his side because the twelve commandments were a mountain that should be broken down rather than the Lord.

'You did a good job pulling out the Musai back then.'

It is definitely the most reliable power at the moment. He said as if the telescopes had forgotten.

"Oh, and by the way, we need to sort out this double-edged thing."

"I'll take care of that."

I took Moussahi to the training ground for the Black Horse and Jinzo Church. When she told me what I was looking for, she glanced at me and said,

"You want to know the characteristics of his transformation."

"Yes."

"Hmmm... Then I'll challenge him. That way you'll know what his sword looks like."

Swook

Miyamoto Musashi meets the gumma. I knew how powerful Miyamoto Musashi was, so I emphasized to them from the beginning that this duel was a non-lethal match. So, instead of a sword, the two of them confronted each other with a wooden sword from nearby.

"Those two can kill a man on their own terms, but I hope they don't..."

What was unusual was that the black horse was originally a sunfish, and he came to the duel with a double sword. Perhaps to test the achievement of bilateral sword.

Miyamoto Musashi looks at the black horse with calm eyes.

"You're using an unusual masonry."

"You recognize it at a glance?"

"Let's take a look."

Blah!

In an instant, the two masters collided in the air for a second. And the results were surprisingly centuries medieval. Miyamoto Musashi stretched out onto the Light Island, but the sword of the Black Horse almost stopped the attack. However, it was inevitable that the sword's body leaned backwards to see if there were any fundamental skill differences.

"......!!"

But I was surprised when I watched.

If you are the Supreme Patriarch of the Apocalypse, how can you prevent his attack from coming forward?!

The Mushroom attacks in succession with its eyes wide open. This time, it seemed to stab all kinds of changes slowly and heavily, rather than just the same mineral island. She moves her twin swords in the same way as the attack and repeats the hit.

Ka River

'Slow.'

Strangely, unlike the brawl of the first day, this beginner's training was slow enough for me to judge. Probably because two months recognized each other's abilities, they started a showdown to prevent killing.

After about twenty seconds, Miyamoto Musashi picks up his sword. He said, expressing a unique example of a comrade.

"Your sword. Excellent craftsman. You could be my enemy in days to come."

It means not now. Indirectly, he expresses his delegation of skills, but no one here can rule out the arrogance of the Blasphemy. It's because the master of the Grand Territory deserved to say that. Rather, she smiled and replied with a smile.

"I also know the horrors of the station. Thank you."

After the shampoo, I asked the sword.

"What just happened?"

"It was prevented by applying the Ninety Ninety Ninety Nine Hundred Thy Thys and the Female Ordinance."

"Yes?! It's an arm wrestler..."

When I was surprised, she smiled.

"Even the basics of the Phantom cannot master dual swordsmanship so soon. That's only possible because I trained with their dual swordsmanship. I was able to practice meditation because I was a Heart Shot, not a normal artisan."

"Well, you did."

"I cried last time, but I've definitely made progress. Thanks to that, even though Musai took care of him today, he was able to stop him."

Soon she began to explain to me.

"As you know, Ninety Ninety Ninety-Nine Sardons are a shameless people who need to be able to understand and handle all of the powerful oil and steel. It is also a peculiar dissection that can lead to numerous changes by looking deeply into the tours present in weapons technology. You can transform a normal sword into a first-class sword in an instant."

"Yes."

"But the characteristic of the Ninety-Nine Beliefs is that even if you elicit that many moves, one Lee will not be filled. I kept thinking about the reason as I was learning to use the Phantom Dual Sword, and then I stumbled across the answer. That's the same primitive female ordinance."

"......!!"

"The female ordinance is a heartache that can reflect the other person's heart in her own right. I have operated the Ninety-Nine Monkey Rings simultaneously. And then I was able to pull the other person's feelings like a punch."

"Ignorance...?"

She tilts her head slightly, and laughs.

"A hundred words of wisdom. You have to fight me this time."

"Very well."

I started the shampoo with the sword. He stretched out his mandibular blade without hesitation toward the sword holding the double-edged sword.

Swook

'Ah?!'

At that moment, I felt like my energy was being sucked into the gumma when I bumped into the herb. Immediately after that feeling, she shifted her energy like a lost circulation, removing the spatial distortions that were mixed in the burrow and reacting with me for the same second.

Fight!

I swiftly picked up my wooden sword and stopped the dagger from stabbing, but I flew backwards. The potential contained within it was so great that it could not withstand the sacral spine. I straightened up and attacked again, but every time I attacked, the Black Horse Dual Swords flowed softly, either spilling my attack or retaliating.

The gumma lets down her sword.

"Did you feel anything against me?"

"It was very intense."

"That's not my strength. Your power has returned."

"......!!"

"I have shined your heart as my heart as I have run the Women's Ordinance. That's why I was able to read your attack flow completely and return it to its full wavelength. Furthermore, your dual swordsmanship has excellent defensive qualities, making you feel even more pressured."

"Well, that's not possible..."

I had no idea. I thought the Ninety-Nine Beltfish was just an auxiliary swordsman that strengthened the blades of the stool or ring, but combined with a woman's edict, it became the ultimate countersword! I was surprised and asked Sambong.

[Jean-Jin. Did you also think about this possibility of an arm wrestler?]

[I thought it might be possible. But I handed the research over to my successor.]

He strokes his beard as if he were proud of something.

[The black horse is indeed a great drone. If he was a disciple of the Wudang...]

[Do you want to compete with the sword?]

[Haha! Then.]

At that moment, Jean-Jin accepted my request and took over my body.

Ugh...

What is it?! You're taking it too cold! I was embarrassed because I didn't even feel my self retreat at the time of my sister's emptiness. Jean Jinin joyfully grips her wooden sword.

[Fight Bourne.]

She couldn't hide her joy from her face.

"A battle with the legendary Grand Master Jean Jinin...!! I'm impressed."

Quaang

The ginseng rod struck the sword a few times, and it seemed to notice something after it was fried.

[Excellent, how about this?]

"Ugh."

Kaga River

Then he began to fight the sword horse in succession, using a merger that he had never heard of, and he was embarrassed and began to get the merger. Even though the clouds seemed to blossom, I couldn't help but notice hundreds of swords and swords.

[Haha! Pre-existing! Pre-existing!]

As Jean Jinin smiled joyfully and fought the sword, Jinseo, who was watching beside him, lifted his spear.

"Jean-Jin! Please do me a favor."

[Come!]

Grrrrrrr

Jinseo-Chun attacks Jean Jinjin with a concussion. Jean Jinin joins the alliance and slowly takes the first position in the Tai Chi realm.

Yangyeongbu

The gumma used the first one on the left and the Jinzo Church on the right to attack the ginseng rods, but the body of the ginseng rods exerted different herbs in both hands as if they were split in half. Even the Feast of Tabernacles was breathed two or three times in a single breath, and even though the Black Horse and Jin Xu Chung were working together, they were pushed. Zhang Sam-bong happily said that he was excited.

[Unlike the arm wrestler you invented, there was a combination of what you envisioned when you left the seven occlusions. Here, take this.]

At the end of the sentence, he split into three pieces.

Each one appeared to have the same physical power, and I was also a high spiritual feast.

Athletics

Tax

Triple Theatre

Athletics

Tax

Hyuncheon Guryong

Athletics

Gugongcheon Radicals Platinum

Pufferfeng

"Khhh."

"Huff."

Jinseo-Chung tried to avoid using his brain when the energy of the Third-Party Theatre flew into a tripod, but suddenly he mixed up with the reverse heavenly wheel and cried out as the strength of the chase flew in. And she got rid of the Hyundai Dragons as far as she could, but she was tired, and finally, the infamous Wudang's strongest craftsman, the Decades, was transformed by the hands of the Longevity Monk into the Longevity Monk. The two of them flew backwards in a daze.

Kugu Palace

Jinzo and the black horse were staggering on the floor. She stands up in agony and mutters.

"Yi, this is a Muslim scholar and a Korean scholar. That's a big study."

"......."

I was confused when I saw the crossbow on the side of my mind. Even though it was a pitch line, the two people in front of them were superheroes who entered within ten fingers in the current Kangho Moorim because they were playing with each other.

Miyamoto Musashi, who has been watching, comes forward with his sword like a curiosity.

"Fantastic. Teach me a lesson."

[Haha! Good.]

Aah, no!

I'm dying!

Kwaguang

Kwakwang

I had to watch Zhang Sam-bong Jinn compete with the three masters all day. Of course, it became a big study, but I felt like my whole body was going to be torn apart by my muscle pain when I lost my strength. As soon as I was relieved, a scream came out from the pig's throat.

"Quite a pity."

I felt like I was going to die of sickness because I used to have all the potential of my body. As I was crawling around the arena in pain, Zhang Sam-bong Jinn apologized.

[Um... I'm sorry, Linda. I'm so excited...]

[... Cheap, I didn't think Jean Jinin would like to fight... I didn't have such a tradition.]

Zhang Sam-bong asked me what I was saying.

[Even in my day, I loved fighting and dancing. I've taken down a lot of Imperial villains and Maddus.]

Yes?! Jean-Jin said he liked peace and avoided quarrels and conflicts...]

[I climbed to the Great Territory, but I was bored because there was no enemy...]

[......]

I didn't want to know the truth about Muslim history like this.

I had no choice but to lie down one day and leave for twelve weeks the next.