The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 104

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Chapter 104

Eunjo Monk.

This Blood Lineage member.

Should I call it a peculiar trait?

The Blood Lineage’s weapon was none other than the body itself.

Geumgang Bulgoe (Diamond Indestructible Body), one of Shaolin’s proudest martial arts.

What Eunjo Monk had done at Shaolin where he was born and raised was training his body and martial arts.

As one of Shaolin’s greatest arhats, his martial prowess was at a level that could truly be called supreme.

Seeing him tear people apart with his bare hands without any special weapons, no one would think of him as a monk.

“Just because the donor hasn’t drawn his sword doesn’t change anything.”

“Are you normally this talkative when you enjoy killing?”

“…First, I’ll have to make the donor shut his mouth.”

A body as hard as diamond.

During the Jeongma Great War, Eunjo Monk had already completed the Diamond Indestructible Body, but how would he be now?

Though the scent of blood was thick, he wasn’t yet a Blood Lineage member.

Shaolin’s Buddhist-filled internal energy began to be felt, and soon Eunjo Monk also began to move.

“Hup!”

With one breath, Eunjo Monk reached right in front of Cheongun.

He appeared full of openings, but this was a trap.

Seeing his current state, it seemed he had mastered the Diamond Indestructible Body at this point.

Indeed, how much could Shaolin’s Diamond Indestructible Body endure?

This was a golden opportunity to resolve Cheongun’s fundamental question.

Therefore, even knowing the opening he saw was a trap, Cheongun stepped into that trap.

Thud.

His hand clearly touched the abdomen, but that sound absolutely didn’t come out.

Like a massive boulder.

No, it felt like striking an entire cliff with his hand.

“This humble monk’s Diamond Indestructible Body cannot be pierced by ordinary methods, donor.”

What Cheongun was focusing on wasn’t Eunjo Monk’s movements.

It was the emotions that were beginning to subtly change.

He could see emotions rarely seen in monks gradually intensifying.

Namely, killing intent.

He could feel the attempt to suppress it, but once killing intent began to swell, it was uncontrollable.

“Truly worthy of being called diamond, Monk.”

No answer came back.

He could see all his strength being poured into suppressing the killing intent.

But could such a thing be suppressed just by trying to suppress it?

The more he tried, the more it would only wait to burst forth.

“Do you want to kill me, Monk?”

“…”

This time too, no answer came back.

“I have killed people.”

Even now, no answer came back.

“I violated women and harmed children.”

At those words, the suppressed killing intent tried to burst forth.

It was amusing.

For killing intent to surge like that already.

The thread of reason he barely held onto was visible to the eye.

Cheongun received the attacks while gradually being pushed back as if retreating little by little.

“Monk, are you still hesitating?”

When he had set out on his journey through Gangho, there probably wasn’t anyone who could handle Eunjo Monk.

But to fully reveal this killing intent to the great monks of Shaolin, how could he?

“Monk, it seems nothing about you is solid except that body of yours. Not your heart, nor your faith.”

“…Donor!!!”

The killing intent of Eunjo Monk, who had endured and endured, began to emerge little by little.

“Come at me. If that one solid thing breaks, that wicked thing seems like it will break too.”

Eunjo Monk’s internal energy, which had felt pure and noble, soon felt filled with murderous aura.

An energy so natural it was as if he had originally been such a person.

‘Methods to counter the Diamond Indestructible Body have been famous since ancient times.’

Using internal energy penetration techniques or the Penetrating Scripture.

However, in the case of the Penetrating Scripture, since it was a martial art that tore apart energy channels, it was difficult to use in the current situation.

Therefore, internal energy penetration techniques that could shake the interior were most suitable.

But with an ordinary level, he couldn’t pierce through that solid body.

‘Pokdanma’s internal energy operation method is quite useful.’

Depending on the application, even a small amount of internal energy could produce great power momentarily.

He was a master whose skills couldn’t be overwhelmingly broken with just one thing.

Until he met his end at the hands of Myeongjin Monk, his master’s martial brother, the Blood Lineage had lived prioritizing only slaughter above all else.

Even if now was different from then, it remained unchanged that he was one of those who best awakened Shaolin’s martial arts.

“Donor, concentrate.”

Unlike the agitated state from before, Eunjo Monk’s voice had become excessively calm.

The wind pressure from where his fist passed made Cheongun’s collar flutter, and Cheongun lightly avoided it while simultaneously placing his hand on that arm.

He literally just placed it there.

Then, the monk’s expression instantly hardened and he roughly shook off Cheongun’s hand that was placed on his arm.

“…”

“Monk, you seem to be concentrating excessively.”

To withdraw his hand like that when nothing had been done yet.

‘A monk with quite good instincts.’

As Cheongun expected, Eunjo Monk was wary of the unknown sense of unease from before.

‘What exactly was that unknown sense of unease…’

Wasn’t it just placing a hand there?

He didn’t feel any internal energy being operated, nor were there any hidden weapons.

No killing intent was contained, and nothing else was contained either.

But perhaps that was precisely why it could make contact.

‘I don’t know what it is, but…’

It would be enough to simply not let it make contact from the beginning.

“Do you know what the world calls that?”

“…What do you mean?”

“Concentrating excessively and moving first.”

“…Donor, I won’t tolerate any further insults.”

“They call it being frightened.”

Cheongun’s provocation didn’t end.

The killing intent that had already burst forth once.

The killing intent that could no longer be turned back.

Now that it had come to this, from beginning to end.

He had to draw out everything sleeping deep within that inner self.

And there was one thing Cheongun had to do.

Crush it miserably.

“Donor!!”

“Monk, you’re no different from fallen disciples. You cannot even control that killing intent.”

He could see that Eunjo Monk’s patience was reaching its limit.

Now.

He had to push harder.

Wasn’t this place the only one in this vast land of Gangho where he could rest his body and mind?

He had to show that even in such a place, one could experience this wavering of Buddhist faith.

And that even if he pushed this hard, he had shown killing intent.

He was probably already aware of it himself.

“Pathetic inaction. You must realize how trivial it is. Being a monk and all, you have nothing but that body of yours, don’t you?”

The moment he spoke those last words.

Eunjo Monk’s internal energy began to burst forth violently.

‘Oh ho…’

Had it been so suppressed even normally?

His qi began to take tangible form, and the aura was so ferocious that even looking at it felt sacrilegious.

Though he said nothing, Cheongun could see that this was his way of protecting his last bit of Buddhist faith.

Blood vessels burst in his eyes, and tendons began to bulge and creak in his arms.

“Just because you didn’t draw your sword…”

While Cheongun was still speaking, Eunjo Monk moved first.

Just a simple stomp of his foot dug deep into the ground, and the moment he recognized that indentation, Eunjo Monk was waiting right before his eyes.

If earlier the wind pressure that brushed past had merely made Cheongun’s collar flutter, now just that brushing motion tore his collar apart.

At that power, Cheongun also smiled and said.

“…Good. Shaolin martial arts with not a trace of Buddhist compassion.”

As if not giving him a chance to lay hands on him, the next attack followed.

A fist that had clearly brushed past his body had somehow changed direction and was approaching Cheongun again.

Internal Energy Redirection Technique.

Penetrating Scripture.

Both were fine, but strangely, he didn’t feel like using them right now.

If it was hard, just how hard could it be to take its name from diamond?

He wouldn’t even draw his sword – Cheongun wanted to test some of the results of his training.

There was no luck involved in tempering the body.

However, there was something that determined the level.

That was innate talent.

There were those whose bones and muscles were naturally suited for external martial arts from birth.

Eunjo Monk was one of those people.

Cheongun’s hand and Eunjo Monk’s hand collided in mid-air.

Internal energy aside, the wind pressure created by the collision of pure physical force spread around them once, followed by waves from the clash of internal energies spreading outward.

“How…!”

“Hah, truly hard enough to be called diamond.”

A throbbing sensation was felt at his fingertips.

It was surprising.

So the Vajra Indestructible Body wasn’t there for nothing.

If Cheongun was simply surprised, Eunjo Monk was close to shock.

It was clearly the same amount of internal energy, so this result wasn’t due to a difference in internal power.

But how could he be unharmed?

From the point of contact, his bones should have been crushed.

That was the natural order of things.

The same throbbing pain was felt.

Though not greater than Cheongun’s, the fact that he felt pain at all was important.

“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming?”

Eunjo Monk’s gaze, which had been looking down at his own aching hand, soon turned to Cheongun.

At the end of that gaze, Cheongun’s smile, unable to hide his interest, was visible.

“…Ha.”

Someone who thought of the essence of Shaolin martial learning he had mastered as mere entertainment.

In a way, worse than the beasts he had encountered in the secular world.

It was no different from such a being appearing before his eyes.

‘…I must kill him.’

Swallowing words that only one person besides himself could hear, he began to gather his raging internal energy.

“Hundred Step Divine Fist.”

“Hundred Step Divine Fist, indeed.”

A fist technique that could turn even rocks a hundred steps away into powder.

If he could directly see and experience this, wouldn’t it be a good opportunity to supplement the fist techniques that could be said to be lacking for Cheongun?

“…”

Was he hesitating?

Even at this moment?

When puzzlement began to swirl in Cheongun’s eyes.

Whoosh.

The sound of a fist cutting through the air was heard.

It was a fundamentally different method from Pokdanma’s, different from the very roots.

Internal energy drawn up starting from both legs circulated through the body, becoming several times stronger than before.

‘Here it comes.’

That single thrust.

To someone who knew nothing, it would look like a ridiculous scene of just thrusting a fist into empty air.

However, the result produced by that single motion was quite extraordinary.

If earlier the wind pressure had torn his clothes, now it showed momentum as if trying to crush his body.

It was a beautiful fist technique.

To combine physical strength with internal energy to create such a result.

He would have liked to receive it with his whole body, but if he took it without any preparation, he would be crushed as intended, so he couldn’t do that.

‘Is this how it’s done?’

Making the body solid through the Small Heavenly Circuit.

What Cheongun was trying to do was the internal energy application method of the Vajra Indestructible Body.

It was a type of protective energy, so having already grasped the mysteries of protective energy, couldn’t he imitate it skillfully?

Cheongun’s specialty, if it could be called that.

It wasn’t about fully mastering the Vajra Indestructible Body.

It was about grasping and dismantling the mysteries hidden within it, making it his own.

The moment Eunjo’s single fist reached him.

A sensation as if his ribs were being crushed was transmitted.

The greatest pain he had felt for the first time in this life.

The taste of blood that instantly burst from his mouth surprisingly made Cheongun feel more alive than ever before.

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