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The name "long term" was actually a kind of nickname.

Gillian.

Blood belonged to the Chinese, but nationality and heart belonged to the British, named by his mother.

She was not a person of the Church.

After my ex-husband, a former lawyer, died, he fled to England with a long-term excellence that was just a baby.

It was not the time of the crack.

To her, the Jingbae Church was a secret cult.

With her like that,

Jinyubai didn't put much effort into it.

But when I was eight years old and great, I went to the hat and asked him,

- Will you come with me?

I didn't think about the long term.

I put my mother's cry behind me and held her hand.

It was a natural choice for him.

Physical and intelligent, good long-term genius in both parts.

I knew it myself.

That is why he was able to hate the environment in which he grew up even at that early age.

Everyone around him, including his mother, is just a murderer.

The long term was unbearable.

The fact that I have to live with the fools who stare into my young eyes.

When those idiots start giving pity and flattery just because they don't have a skin color and a father...

- I'll let your father walk the path he walked.

For such a boy, the thousand horses and the bag of authenticity were the saviors.

Not enough to guarantee your extraordinary long-term well-being, which tells me that most other people don't see the world at all.

After I left England twenty years ago,

Long term excellence never missed home and mother.

The church was the only place he could breathe.

Long term excellence, like water-based meat, has been devoted to mastering martial arts.

Folding in mid-teens.

There were no fools who had already mentioned the great mother inside the school and laughed at him.

Unmatched to anyone.

The best prospect in the school.

But I did not expect myself to be overly ambitious.

For the rest of his life,

We'll be able to go up to a much higher point.

Twenty years ago, the crack opened up.

Kyoto used the shell of a company called Tenz to make the unaccompanied unauthorized people act as hunters.

With that, everyone in the school,

Long-term excellence was no longer the master of this world.

Everyone was chanting his name.

The friends who didn't even realize his greatness were looking at him with disdain and admiration.

How unpleasant.

How can I not be happy every day?

Now, the point of looking up at the great was only one bag of authenticity.

If you inherit the title and tense of the thousand horses from him someday...

Only then did I think that long-term greatness could stand on the ending that suits him.

After all, even if there is still a lot of time left, the next thousand horses will be him unless there is a variable.

But a few months ago,

“He's coming at my feet. ”

The future of the long term, which would have been almost fixed,

“No authenticity? ”

“It doesn't matter. The old man's going to try to escape anyway. You'd better get the needle and scissors first. ”

It was broken by a stranger.

“I'll do it myself. Don't interfere until it's over. ”

The other four nod quietly.

They were also constructed to catch 'Much’ authenticity.

It's not just Chinese government agents.

Tens and descendants of hounds decided to take out the authentic bag.

So how far do their five relationships, including long-term greatness, go? There were basically no ups and downs because of different affiliations….

However, the long-term excellence was the strongest.

Long term excellence was the man who had been in second place since he came first in the Ten John's place instead of Jinwibaek.

Moreover... when the authenticity is finished, perhaps he will stand as the head of Tenz.

To a man who would become the pinnacle of the Chinese industry, it was not a wise choice.

The place they were located was an abandoned vacancy in a public apartment complex, about a block from the White House.

“I know you. ”

As soon as you look at the long term excellence and the four sides,

Yooseong spoke that way towards long-term greatness.

“He was the second most famous person in the tent after the authentic bag. ”

“No, not ‘next’ anymore. ”

“I see.”

I keep my lips shut for a moment.

Somehow, Yooseong said with a determined attitude.

“Is this really worth it? ”

“……! Jinwibaek… the former bishop tried to harm the deep traditions of the church. To outsiders like you....”

“I'm sorry, that's not what I was asking. ”

Yooseong shakes his head.

“Keeping things the way they are. ”

“.........!! ”

“Well, actually, I think there's a refusal to join. Even a really messy skillful person would have to risk his life… It's his freedom to participate. But in other words, how is it possible to expel people from not participating and then conceal information so that no one can even try to do it? ”

After that,

Yooseong added that he was stabbed for a long time.

“by overturning it to its former destiny. ”

“Crazy bastard! ”

The long haul covered the void.

“You speak so highly of yourself that you know things you shouldn't. You're not motivated by life, are you? ”

“Can I take it as a protest that I have nothing to say? Whatever your excuses, you're basically running around the premise that you're already in someone else's country. ”

“There is no value in intertwining with the laws of the world. This is natural providence, kid. Only the more capable and powerful have the right to know more. ”

“... what a puffy, stereoscopic remark. ”

“You should have the title of the Heavenly Horse as a vessel. Qualifications don't just mean physical strength. I don't know if I like living as an unmanned son of a bitch like you or a bag of ginseng. ”

“....... ”

I don't know what more to say.

Yooseong stretched out one arm into the air.

“That's the rumored move." ”

“.... ”

“I already know. It's the kind of ritual you always get drunk before you go into battle. You must be using any kind of alcohol to make up for your lack of skills. ”

“Come.”

without answering.

Yooseong reached out his palm to look up at the sky.

And then...

“Your rule was for the lesser ones to attack first. ”

It was tight.

“......!! ”

What appeared to be a great long-term reaction was surprisingly honest.

The pressed CE springs to all sides.

Goooo-

Not even a single Corona.

The great talent and accomplishments of time were admirable to even the four unmanned people who were watching from behind.

Yield,

Guk Guk.

A fist held firmly, above all else.

The pavement block was compressed and pressed by its pressure, not ruptured.

“Behold.”

At the very least,

“And fall. ”

A great new leap towards the meteor.

At that moment, everyone could see.

The rain of moves like five pairs, not one pair.

All the disciplines of Pacheon Sura are unfolding through a great long term fist.

In this place,

It's such a pity to have witnesses like this spread.

I headed to Yooseong with the power to kill the monsters that had gone berserk.

And...

“This is……! ”

That was it.

Tak -

When the great foot hits the ground again.

It was about five meters away from where he stood.

Long-term excellence did not look back at Yooseong.

Because you don't even have to look back?

No, no, no.

Rather.

Duck.

It was because I was aware of it.

What spills out of your nose and mouth.

and why it's flowing.

Obviously, his arms, which had just been vinegar, were looking at him in a crooked posture.

Why is your body staggering?

And why a small flash of light flashes before my eyes.

Finally, when the prodigy turns around.

Yooseong was also turning towards him.

Yooseong was fine.

“Ah.”

Before the accident,

Two great long fists were clenched.

And the leg moved.

It's a few meters away. It's closing fast.

Three-stranded fists were stretched out towards the meteor.

Much simpler than before.

There was no show, it was efficient meat.

However,

Huff-

Just like the previous books unfolded.

The three strands didn't hit the target you were aiming for.

And then...

Just like the fist that stretched earlier.

Abandon.

One of Yooseong's fists was inserted into the center of Yang Yang's great face.

Shock to the head.

Once again, a big flash filled my vision.

The brain forgets a brief memory of a few seconds in a comma.

This is what happened to the great man just now.

A baptism of the right to embrace the air.

Or efficiently stretched three strands.

Yooseong's right arm pierced the opening and smashed a single blow.

“Just so you know, ”

“.......... ”

“This is not a concession. ”

Like before, Yooseong did not hit a follow-up.

There was no such thing as long-term excellence that allowed for judgment or emotion.

Just a great unmanned posture.

Under any circumstance, he only punched as a result of training that the body should react rather than the head.

Power from an unintended, zealous state.

However,

Nothing of great length reached Yooseong.

The one-way ticket with full power was voided by an oblique raised hand blade.

Yooseong raised his lower jaw for a long time.

Broken lower jaw.

The forcibly twisted and flew stance was detected as a square that had never existed before.

Yooseong kicked the remaining leg of the great long term.

The tibia and cruciate ligaments collapsed.

‘Me, I need to find my flow. My Flow…’

But I didn't know how great the long term was.

His talents and experiences have allowed him to demonstrate only the best of himself in such a reckless situation.

But simple movements, movements that won't even be airborne, are nullifying them all and shaving off some of the great.

“Ugh!! ”

You can't do this.

Long-term excellence held a fist that might be the last.

It was just a second of being pinched and squeezed by the muscles of the shoulders and arms.

"Evade or die with us! ’

Well,

You were hoping for an electron more intensely than the latter.

Unfortunately, the result was neither.

Knng.

One side of the meteor and an arm.

when he realizes he's holding his arm so tight in between.

When Yooseong lifted up one of his remaining arms, with his face only looking indifferently.

Long-term excellence gave up thinking.

Boom!

Number three.

Yooseong's fist punched him in the face for a long time.

My already unbalanced body is broken.

“The end?”

Boom!

Number four.

The nose has already lost its original form.

The great organ did not lie on the floor.

One arm was still held by him.

“The end?”

Fifth.

I realized that long-term is great.

- This is not a concession.

The words of Yooseong.

The fist of Yooseong pouring into his face is not holding the power he can produce.

It wasn't any kind of concession.

I just didn't want to do any physical damage.

Raise your sixth fist.

I could feel him.

Live. Four different directions.

From the time the great outbreak became powerful, the four people quickly made eye contact and ran to him.

Accepted, even if there is little error in the case of urgency.

But the meteor doesn't move.

Even before the opponent's aggression touched him.

Just once,

I just opened and closed my eyelids.

And that was enough defense.

Hmph.

The moment it hit him, it broke.

Not his body.

“Huff!? ”

It was the arms and legs of the attackers.

It was a natural outcome.

The Queen's hug.

The anthrax of the new cover was an impenetrable material during meteorite hunting.

“I've had a hard time. ”

It took me hours to pull out scales to make armor just by collecting with the blades that auto hunting had drawn.

“But you can't even gas a successful wormshell if the son of a bitch bites it anyway. ”

at the very depths of the impact,

and spit it out in a handful of spits.

I looked at Yooseong for a long time.

“Should I hit a little more to hear the answer? ”

“...... Bay. ”

“Well."

“Enough....... is enough.......”

Maybe.

Maybe Yooseong's saliva stuck to his collapsed nose bone was a crystal blow.

In the flesh, perhaps.

Long-term excellence could not withstand any more mental strikes.

“Yes. I'm stronger than you. ”

“....... ”

“So, like you said, I'll take it. ”

Now it's time to take a fist from here and clear out the other four around him in one piece.

But...

I've been moving my body all this time.

It was Yooseong who sabotaged all the great moves and broke them.

Stirring hands was meant to turn off, not to turn on automatic hunting.

That's why.

Meteor took some inefficiency.

Beat it!

The sixth gear is inserted into the face of a great long fist.

His unconscious body just crumbled to the ground.

Yooseong raised his head.

Disgrace. Fear. Maybe a little awe.

“Your choice.”

I didn't know what to do, but I told the four who were frozen.

“Will you repeat, one by one, or will you fall down? ”