Chapter: 91
�It was also the cursed poison.�
Gu Shinhaeng definitely mentioned the cursed poison.
As Pyo-wol had guessed, they were using cursed poison to impose a restriction on the children.
There was no way to get out of their grasps not unless they got rid of the insects or the cursed poison in their body.
Fortunately, their hell call did not work for Pyo-wol.
�I have overcome the cursed poison thanks to the snake venom.�
Pyo-wol thought he was lucky.
He was not bitten by a snake in anticipation of this particular moment, but as a result, this was his way out of their restriction.�
This gave him one more weapon to escape from them.
Lim Sayeol said that he would give the children time to rest until they were put into the mission. Although the children couldn�t catch Pyo-wol, who had learned the unknown swordsmanship, it was decided that training beyond this would not have much effect.
The children breathed a sigh of relief when they knew that they could rest with peace of mind.
They haven�t slept comfortably for a single day in the past six years.
Their hatred towards Pyo-wol remained the same, but for now, they wanted to rest without worrying about anything.
As Lim Sayeol said, the children were given a sweet rest.
The children stopped all of their training sessions and enjoyed the time given to them.
Pyo-wol also enjoyed a break in his residence, the first sector. However, his rest was different from that of other children.�
Pyo-wol checked everything he had learned.�
The Thunder-Splitting method, unknown swordsmanship, and the other countless assassination methods fluttered in his head.
The skills seemed so different from one another that they could never become one, but he felt like they could be united if done well.
Pyo-wol did not know how great the work he was trying to do. Perhaps if another warrior had known his true intentions, he would have wrapped up the rice balls and dried them (?? ?? ??? ?? ??? ???? ???? ? ?? ??? ??? ???).
It was such a risky endeavor.
It was not even possible to try unless the person�s martial arts reached the peak and has an accurate grasp of themselves.
In such a dangerous attempt, Pyo-wol tried to trust only his senses. This was nothing new to Pyo-wol.
So far he has always been relying on himself.�
There was no one here to teach him proper martial arts.
Those who could only teach the art of assassination were the instructors, and they have no plans of giving them in-depth prowess or martial arts.
What they wanted was just a murderer who obeys their orders. An assassin.
Therefore, they only taught them how to live at the necessary level, and they couldn�t expect anything more than that.
If they want to achieve a higher level of growth, they have to achieve it through their own efforts. And Pyo-wol had a stronger desire for strength than anyone else, and was accustomed to working hard.
Concentration that others would have admired if they had seen him was a daily routine for him. JrNovels.com
Gu Shinhaeng definitely mentioned the cursed poison.
As Pyo-wol had guessed, they were using cursed poison to impose a restriction on the children.
There was no way to get out of their grasps not unless they got rid of the insects or the cursed poison in their body.
Fortunately, their hell call did not work for Pyo-wol.
�I have overcome the cursed poison thanks to the snake venom.�
Pyo-wol thought he was lucky.
He was not bitten by a snake in anticipation of this particular moment, but as a result, this was his way out of their restriction.�
This gave him one more weapon to escape from them.
Lim Sayeol said that he would give the children time to rest until they were put into the mission. Although the children couldn�t catch Pyo-wol, who had learned the unknown swordsmanship, it was decided that training beyond this would not have much effect.
The children breathed a sigh of relief when they knew that they could rest with peace of mind.
They haven�t slept comfortably for a single day in the past six years.
Their hatred towards Pyo-wol remained the same, but for now, they wanted to rest without worrying about anything.
As Lim Sayeol said, the children were given a sweet rest.
The children stopped all of their training sessions and enjoyed the time given to them.
Pyo-wol also enjoyed a break in his residence, the first sector. However, his rest was different from that of other children.�
Pyo-wol checked everything he had learned.�
The Thunder-Splitting method, unknown swordsmanship, and the other countless assassination methods fluttered in his head.
The skills seemed so different from one another that they could never become one, but he felt like they could be united if done well.
Pyo-wol did not know how great the work he was trying to do. Perhaps if another warrior had known his true intentions, he would have wrapped up the rice balls and dried them (?? ?? ??? ?? ??? ???? ???? ? ?? ??? ??? ???).
It was such a risky endeavor.
It was not even possible to try unless the person�s martial arts reached the peak and has an accurate grasp of themselves.
In such a dangerous attempt, Pyo-wol tried to trust only his senses. This was nothing new to Pyo-wol.
So far he has always been relying on himself.�
There was no one here to teach him proper martial arts.
Those who could only teach the art of assassination were the instructors, and they have no plans of giving them in-depth prowess or martial arts.
What they wanted was just a murderer who obeys their orders. An assassin.
Therefore, they only taught them how to live at the necessary level, and they couldn�t expect anything more than that.
If they want to achieve a higher level of growth, they have to achieve it through their own efforts. And Pyo-wol had a stronger desire for strength than anyone else, and was accustomed to working hard.
Concentration that others would have admired if they had seen him was a daily routine for him. JrNovels.com
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