A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 250 – Naughty Wife
The movements of the eight people did not reach the word extraordinary at all. Only capitalize on the raw energy of the origin of the bacok that relies on trained muscles. Does not show art like people shimmering, or notice gaps when the attack begins.
Everyone in the martial world knew, even this was a basic lesson, where if he made an attacking move then there would be a gap open. That loophole is a vacancy that the enemy can use to strike back even before the attack arrives.
But these eight people only moved forward relying on instinct alone. Even according to Sung Hwa, the wildest movements of the mountain man people alone were much more subtle than this.
"Huh ...."
Sung Hwa grunts. Then move forward doing the steps by shifting the legs. The right leg moves the right incline followed by the left leg shift forward. Just before the enemy attack arrived, his left hand moved slapping in the right rib of the opponent.
"Plack!!"
The man bounced to the side and his face kissed the table too hard.
The other two were cleaver holders, targeting Sung Hwa's head and chest. Back this girl snorted, a qualityless attack, he thought.
The attack on the chest he held with two fingers, then the stalk of the cleaver above the head using a machete that went to the chest and he pointed it up. Since Sung Hwa had exerted his strength, then once the two blades met, there was a loud sound once the two blades were both broken.
"Damnahh!" call out others who have not attacked.
This young mistress jumped up, circling in the air like a dancing person. Then as soon as he landed, he landed with both hands under the support of the body, right in the middle of the row of brackets. Not for a second, at that very moment, his body turned as his legs widened. Kicks in all directions are extraordinarily powerful.
"Ohhhh!!"
The loudspeakers, without exception, slammed and were unable to rise again. Fainted.
Sung Hwa jumped to his feet and confirmed the location of his clothes. A moment later, he smiled mockingly. "Heh, is that all?"
The leader of the entourage had already held back his annoyance. He simply did not want to believe how a young woman was able to defeat eight of his proud men. There have been many villages and heroes of their villages conquered, but only this can they be defeated too severely.
He still did not want to intervene because he felt high-hearted. Just a young mistress, no need to intervene, he thought.
Not to mention they themselves are the keok. Of course he gets angry not playing
"Lady kid, you're too!" she said while pointing her index finger right on Sung Hwa's face.
"What is too? You didn't give my husband face at all and want to use me? Ohhhh!!" Sung Hwa's courage is rising. And at the end of his words, he spat in the face of the rude man.
The big tall man with the bushy mustache closed his eyes. The spit had already hit his eyes and he was holding back the vibration of his body. Normally, as normal as people are, she would feel humiliated once she got a scuffle and end as the closure of a woman as beautiful as anything.
But this guy seems to have been bent-brained, spat on by Sung Hwa, his face turned red and his breath hunting. Not because of anger, but because of something else. He seems to enjoy it.
"Hm .. heheh, heheh,"
Sung Hwa snorted disdainfully aware of the reaction. He unconsciously took a step back. This was even much more sinister than facing an enemy after all.
"Sweet lady, you really ...." The speech was not continued when the bushy mustache hit with both hands expanded. The katana sword he had put back.
Sung Hwa glanced at Sung Han, hoping that the young man would take action. But he poked more and more when he saw the young man scribbling a chair and sitting watching while propped up with his chin. Totally indifferent to his own wife.
"Damn it!"
"Ohhhh!!"
Sung Hwa screeched as she glanced at her husband. Sung Han's head was slightly jolted when he found out Sung Hwa had already been caught.
The woman screamed back. Now it's harder than it was. His body thrashed in the arms of the rude Jeiji man.
"Heheh, calm down sweet, you'll be happy tonight," he chuckled as he tried to kiss Sung Hwa's face but never succeeded. "Buddy, I borrowed it all night, huh? I'll do it here, not far from you!" he gave his thumbs up towards Sung Han.
"My husband, please!" Sung Hwa screamed in panic as he was spotted paralyzed and bearded. His eyes were glazed as his hands tried to flail at Sung Han.
The moustache laughed. "Hahaha, he has lent you a sweet, you don't need–"
"Babghhh!!"
Suddenly, the mustache felt a loud throbbing at the nape of his neck. His gaze was dark for a moment and the last feeling before he lost consciousness was that his head was slammed forward.
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Sung Hwa sat on the floor, cross-legged, with his head lowered. His hands were moved in agitation forming a small circle on the floor. His eyes glanced here and there as if he was avoiding something.
When she glanced upwards, her body was bewitching when it accidentally met a glance with her husband's pair of eyes. Like the eyes of a dragon, he thought. The dragon who was angry as if his nest was being disturbed.
"Hm ...."
"Damah!!" Sung Hwa returned to his feet when he heard Sung Han's voice. It was just an ordinary murmur, yet it was like lightning in broad daylight to Sung Hwa's ears.
"My husband, I .. I, that ...."
"Huh? Wh why? Was my wife too nervous just to let go of that tootokan?"
"Eh, no!" Sung Hwa quickly defended himself. His face was red and he was confused as to what to say. "That's ..., it's your fault!" finally he said confidently while pointing at Sung Han's face.
Sung Han widened his eyes. A few moments later, his teeth grumbled.
"Yes, it's your fault! Who told you to shut up when your wife was threatened? You should've helped me." Sung Hwa gained her confidence again when Sung Han was silent. This woman stood up and stood. "Hmph, you have no jealousy."
"Sung Hwa ...."
Sung Hwa quickly looked over. His attitude returned fierce and haughty. This was common, even to her husband. But when he looked, his eyes widened.
"Plack!!"
Sung Hwa's head was slammed. A pulsating heat on his left cheek. But the pain in his heart was much more pronounced. His entire body even shook, and his eyes began to feel hot.
"I'm your husband, and you still dare to mess around like that? Do you disrespect me anymore?" hiss Sung Han sharp. His tone was full of intimidation. "Remember, you're no longer the nimble girl you used to be, who could use any tactic to subdue an opponent. Now that you're a wife, please realize that!"
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