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There are three mistakes made by the thug.
The first is that they went out of their way to leave the mark of ‘Akga’ on Gu Gye-ak’s body.
The second thing was that I didn’t expect Akbyeongbi’s vitality to be so tenacious.
Well, this does seem to have its own room for rebuttal.
If I had known that man’s life force was as tenacious as a cockroach, I would have put a hole in his heart like Gu Gye-ak did.
And finally… … .
The fact that I am included in that conspiracy.
Above all, the third mistake is the most important.
To think they would target me for a crime when my already unfortunate life is filled with resentment.
There is no excuse for this, even if you beat me to death.
“What are you thinking?”
The brow of the bloody battle following me furrows.
I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly.
“Hmm… we need to draw out the culprit, right?”
“What are you talking about? How on earth could you… a guy hiding…?”
“A criminal cannot help but be interested in their own crime. It is an instinct that no criminal can avoid. You know this well, Mr. Bloody Battle, don’t you?”
“What!”
This is not the Murim Alliance.
The Black Alliance, where power and violence run rampant.
Now that I have Yeonju’s permission in this place governed by the law of the jungle, what could possibly stand in my way?
bang.
As I kicked open the front gate and strode inside, the warriors sprawled in the yard glared at me with sharp eyes.
I lightly brushed off those stares and shouted confidently.
I have come to meet Bae Hwan-jang, the deputy head of Hwangsamun.
Bae Hwan-jang is a notorious swordsman and a master of Yangga Qigong.
Unlike Gu Gye-ak, who was a newcomer, he was originally a disciple of Hwangsamun, and because of this, he frequently had conflicts with Gu Gye-ak.
In other words, I mean that he can be considered one of the leading murder suspects.
“You crazy bastard, what do you think you are here!”
“Isn’t that guy a total lunatic?”
He’s out of his mind.
The atmosphere is definitely different from the Murim Alliance, starting with the cursing.
The members of the Baekdo Sect would at least start by talking about ‘manners.’ These guys draw their swords before even standing up.
at that time.
“How dare you speak the name of Master Bae, the revered leader of this sect?”
An angry voice flew in.
The one who shook off the warriors and stepped forward was none other than Gal Cheon-gi.
His expression of anger is exactly like that of a filial son who has been insulted by his parents.
But you said it hasn’t been long since you entered the Yellow Dust Gate.
Anyone looking at this would think I was born in Hwangsamun.
“Ah! Gal Cheon-gi. It is good to see you, but I have come today to ask the Vice-Minister something, so… please go and call him over.”
“You, you rascal!”
True to his nature as a guy who can’t control his anger, he throws a punch before even hearing the reason.
Anyway, it’s annoying.
Ugh, the nuisances are over here…
I subtly turned my body toward the lotus flower
He spread it out and threw the guy toward the bloody battle.
“Huh?”
Hyeoltu, who had been merely watching with his hands behind his back, clicked his tongue at the sword blade thrusting right in front of him and moved his feet indifferently.
yet.
Bang! Crash!
Galcheongi flew away with the sound of air bursting and crashed into the wall.
Bloody battle raised its voice in frustration.
“What on earth are you doing!”
I put on a surprised expression as if I didn’t know.
“Oh, why are you there of all places? I’m in the middle of working.”
“……
Are you saying it’s my fault?
“Yes. Or couldn’t you have just avoided it?”
“Hmph…! I’ve been putting up with this guy for a while.”
Meanwhile, the warriors of Hwangsamun rushed toward me.
I grabbed the arm of another Hwangsamun warrior, snatched his sword, and kicked him to the ground.
*Cough*.
After knocking the fallen warrior unconscious by kicking him in the jaw, he blocked the two saw-blade-shaped swords that were thrusting straight in.
Squeak.
The rough blades intertwine, and a metallic scraping sound echoes around.
I instantly relaxed my strength and cast Lotus Blossom again.
– He threw another warrior to the bloody battle.
“Jin So-un, you scoundrel! Why do you keep…!”
Wow, as expected, you’re quick.
Wow, the reaction speed is incredible.
With a single kick in a bloody battle, the warrior flies and crashes into Gal Cheon-gi, who was just about to get up.
“Hey, why do you keep butting in? I told you not to butt in.”
“You rascal! You keep….”
So, couldn’t you just avoid it?
“I’ve never avoided anything in my life…….. You bastard! Stop it!”
I kept throwing samurai at him one by one.
After Gal Cheon-gi, who had tried to get up five times, was slammed back into the wall by the flying warriors once again.
The warriors of Hwangsamun hesitated and began to distance themselves.
In this respect, it is easy to talk to the Black Sect.
At least these guys don’t challenge their opponents anymore if they think they’re stronger than them, right?
I gestured with my chin toward the squirming Galcheongi on the floor and spoke to the warriors.
“Go and bring Vice-Minister Bae Hwan-jang.”
The warriors of Hwangsamun were rolling their eyes as if they didn’t know what to do.
Going to call the Division Head feels like submitting to a Baekdo rookie I’ve been ignoring all this time.
Because if I didn’t invite them, it seemed like they would just play house at the Galcheongi and the wall.
“Listen, warriors of the Yellow Sand Gate!”
With a thunderous roar, dozens of people swarmed out from inside the hall.
Judging by the sheer aura he exudes, he is incomparably more powerful than the riffraff I just faced.
After looking around at the chaotic mess, he fixes his gaze on me.
“Here is a White Path scumbag who looks down on the Yellow Sand Gate. Let him know that the Yellow Sand Gate is not to be trifled with!”
“four!”
Dozens of people, with a resounding call, eight
Occupy the room and spread out the formation.
This doesn’t seem like it would be easy…
Whoosh.
I lifted my head at the sudden sound of the wind…
The bloody battle lightly kicks the floor and rises onto the gate roof.
I asked with a bewildered expression.
“You said you wouldn’t avoid it?”
“Shut up. I absolutely hate anything troublesome.”
I suppose so.
I didn’t expect it in the first place anyway.
I drew the Black Dragon Sword and drew up the Taeeul Jingyeong.
Four swords identical to the Black Dragon Sword appeared and surrounded me on all sides.
I smiled broadly as I stood facing the members of Hwangsamun.
“Show me just how great Hwangsamun is.”
As if my words were a signal, Dojin moved, and massive pressure began to tighten from all sides. Although I had acted upon Cha Seok-du’s heavy request, the current bloody battle was more focused on Jin So-woon than on his request.
In effect, a crisis is threatening to trigger a war between the Black Alliance and the Murim Alliance.
The delegation is in crisis, and the head is bedridden with injuries.
Jin So-un had to overcome this predicament without any clues or support.
There was great anticipation regarding how the Black Flame Dragon, who was evaluated as a promising talent, would solve this problem.
But… … ‘What is this!’ A loud noise echoes around, loud enough to make one involuntarily furrow their brow.
Pow pow pow!
Kwa kwa kwa bang!
A huge bang and explosion occur, shaking the surroundings.
The newly laid blue stone floor is overturned, and the flattened mounds of earth are toppled up, revealing their inner layers.
It was clearly a fight against many, but it was Hwang Sa-mun who was screaming and cursing.
“You crazy bastard! What the hell is that guy!”
“It’s the Phantom Sword! Don’t be afraid, break through!”
“Fuck! Is that what you call a question! I almost got my arm cut off by that illusion sword, you bastard!”
Bloody Battle let out a hollow laugh.
“Hah, this is ridiculous and maddening.”
I assessed Jin So-un’s martial talent on the way here, but this easily surpasses the level I had estimated back then.
No, it didn’t seem like he was giving it his all even now.
They use bold and rough tactics, as if deliberately trying to cause a disturbance, but no one is actually seriously injured or killed.
Boom!
The sudden commotion at Hwangsamun quickly spread to the surrounding Black Daoists, and true to their nature as combat-loving humans, they began to gather and take their places faster than anyone else.
“What? Why are the Black Flame Dragon and the Yellow Serpent Sect fighting?”
“I heard there was a conflict when they came to investigate the division head?”
“Investigation? What kind of investigation is the Black Flame Dragon doing?”
“I hear they have just stepped forward to investigate the killing of Gu Gye-ak.”
“What kind of crazy bastards are these! They killed them themselves, and now they’re asking who to investigate?”
As the truth about the incident spread by word of mouth, some among the Black Daoists could not hide their anger.
Moreover, as the Yellow Serpent Sect was unilaterally pushed back by the Black Flame Dragon’s immense divine power, it reached a point where even those who were more enraged emerged.
They eventually stormed out.
“Let’s teach that damn bastard a lesson!”
“Fine! How long are you going to just sit here suffering under the oppression of the Murim Alliance!”
“let’s go!”
“Waaahhhh!”
It has been a long time since the sword formation deployed by the warriors of Hwangsamun was broken.
As if trying to fill the gaps, the Black Daoists, having swarmed in upon hearing the commotion, climbed over the wall and began to charge at Jin So-un.
As dozens of people rushed at him simultaneously, Jin So-un’s movements began to accelerate even further.
“Good heavens, have you ever seen such a lunatic….”
The bloody battle to see Jin So-un’s divine power was astonishing.
He admitted that he, too, had done all sorts of things during his youthful vigor, but even that had its limits.
There has never been a case where one provoked the enemy in the middle of their territory and single-handedly faced an endless onslaught of foes.
A truly formidable divine power.
Hyeoldu unwittingly began to track Jin So-woon’s every move.
Kwa kwa kwa bang.
Jin So-un’s new form glides as if walking on ice, creating space.
Black Taoist warriors wielding swords, axes, and pitchforks fill the space and swing their sharp weapons at Jin So-un.
As the fist extending from Jin So-un’s left hand adorned the space with dozens of fist shapes, the weapons attempting to pierce him could not advance any further, as if blocked by a stone wall.
Pow! Pow pow pow! Pow pow pow!
Four warriors fell to the outstretched fist.
Following them, six Black Sword warriors once again fill the positions.
This kind of fight never ends, no matter how long it continues.
“Huh… Was the Taeeul Sect’s martial arts this good?”
Bloody Battle let out a sigh of admiration without even realizing it.
Then, he soon shook his head. ‘No. This is a realization he reached entirely on his own!’
By properly utilizing the subtleties of [it] to confuse the opponent, and [it] quickly
‘Subdues the opponent in an instant with a secret technique.’ ‘Huh… …!’ Illusion
Fruit
These were mixed up to the point where even he found it difficult to distinguish which was real and which was false.
The fighting that he realized only after crossing the line between life and death hundreds of times
A guy who has barely passed the age of 20 is using the intricacies of [the art] with ease. ‘What on earth is going on with this guy?’ But that thought was short-lived.
As they reached the second angle, Jin So-un began to show signs of wavering.
Although it doesn’t feel like a very long time, considering he subdued two or three people in one breath, his stamina wouldn’t be able to keep up, even setting aside his internal energy.
Moreover, the biggest problem is that Jin So-un is keeping his hands on the line.
Although the fallen were unable to get up again, the fact that there were no seriously injured people filled the base Black Daoists with courage and drove them to attack.
He’s exhausted! Just a little more to go!
“Cut off that bastard’s head! Let’s hang it on a pole and display it at the main gate of the Black Alliance!”
“Kill him!”
Amidst a chaotic scene of violence, screams, blood, and teeth, the Black Sword warriors, their excitement reaching its peak, drew their energy even higher and charged at Jin So-un.
On the other hand, Jin So-un looked like he was gradually getting exhausted.
-Jin So-un! What on earth are you thinking!
Bloody Battle could not bear it any longer and sent out a telepathic message, but there was no reply from Jin So-un.
He seemed completely absorbed in the fight; as soon as he took down one, he swung his sword, fists, and feet in a frenzy until he took down the next.
Even the footsteps that had moved gracefully at first were constantly stumbling and falling due to the injured filling the yard, leaving gaps in countless times.
Chaechaechaeng.
Eventually, small scratches began to appear on Jin So-un’s arms and legs as well.
The Black Daoists rushed in without missing an opening.
The bastard is bleeding!
“Kill him!”
It’s over now!
Unable to bear it any longer, the bloody battle finally broke free and jumped in.
He quickly stood with his back to Jin So-un.
“You lunatic…! Do you intend to die like this?”
Seeing Jin So-un not even responding to his words, Hyeoltu eventually forcibly picked him up and jumped onto the roof.
Contrary to expectations that there would be fierce resistance, Jin So-un leisurely brushed the blood off his sword and sheathed the Black Dragon Sword.
“Huh?”
Moreover, unlike just moments ago, he doesn’t show any signs of fatigue.
“What on earth happened?”
A nonchalant expression, regardless of whether Hyeoldu was looking at him with a bewildered gaze.
You said it was a hassle, but you ended up butting in.
“What?”
Then, Hyeol-too was dumbfounded by Jin So-un letting out a mischievous laugh.
“What on earth were you thinking doing something like this! Weren’t you trying to find the culprit?”
Jin So-un spoke, still nonchalantly brushing the dust off his body with his hand.
You can gain two things from this.
Two things?
Jin So-un lightly nods his head.
“Yes. First, the Black Alliance will cooperate fully in future investigations.”
Bloody Battle nodded without realizing it. It would be slightly better to cooperate rather than make such a mess every time.
But he soon shook his head. That, too, would likely only apply to a select few.
You have no idea how despicable those scoundrels of the Black Path are.
“That is impossible. However, if they know that I am receiving help from you, Bloodthirsty, they surely won’t try to fight recklessly anymore.”
Bloody Battle opened its mouth wide.
You were aiming for that from the start?
“As an envoy of the Murim Alliance, there is no way the Black Daoists would help me even if I asked for their cooperation.”
“Huh… crazy, what if I don’t step in?”
Jin So-un wore a relaxed smile as if he knew everything.
“If it were merely a surveillance role, there were many others who could have carried it out besides you, Bloodthirsty. There is no need for you to go out of your way to reveal yourself to my sight. Doesn’t this imply that there is also a purpose to protect the delegation?”
Wait, you knew that?
Since when on earth?
Furthermore, if it were merely for protection, they could have used the warriors of the Master’s sect, Sahwangbong. However, the fact that they specifically assigned the two of you as guards suggests that it is to prepare for any unforeseen danger, doesn’t it?
“…….”
He is no ordinary person when it comes to thinking.
Maybe it was only natural that I lost the game of Go.
It was a bloody battle that gave me goosebumps on my forearms for the first time in my life of over sixty years.
“Black Flame Dragon… That bastard Seokdu really came up with a brilliant nickname.”
“yes?”
“No. In any case, you have committed too grave an act to say you gained anything from this. Now that all the Black Daoists gathered in the Black Alliance are trying to kill you, are you sure you will be alright?”
Jin So-un wears a triumphant smile.
That is exactly one of the two things I gain.
He asked back, as if he couldn’t understand the bloody battle.
“A threat to your life?”
Jin So-un nodded vigorously.
“The atmosphere is starting to build. From the perspective of the villain who desires discord between the Murim Alliance and the Dark Alliance,……”
Eventually, Jin So-un’s eyes begin to sparkle.
“Isn’t this an opportunity you can’t miss?”
Bloody Battle had never felt afraid of anyone or anything before.
However, strangely enough, I felt a chilling sensation for the first time in my life from the kid smiling in front of me.
