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All the black swordsmen in Akyang who were skilled with swords swarmed in, and as a result, there was no room to set foot not only inside the Yujangmun but also outside.
Among them were some who fought over who would be the first to occupy the spot by the wall, some who set up a gambling table in the midst of it, and even some who brought alcohol and snacks and waited for the duel to begin.
All sorts of strange guys gathered together.
Of course, several sects from the White Path also attended, but the numerical difference was so great that they could not easily stand tall.
“Get out of the way, you worthless piece of trash!”
“Hey! Your sect is next after Yu Jang-mun. Do you know that?”
“The Murim Alliance has no interest in the likes of you! Don’t even think about getting help!”
Although the duel had not even begun, the excitement was gradually building, and just as the murmuring of the crowd reached its peak.
“come!”
With a man’s shout, everyone in the hall turned their gaze to the back.
The dense crowds receded to the sides as if the sea were parting, opening a path to the main gate of Yujangmun, which was already broken.
“That’s cool! Mukhyeolbang!”
“Show those guys what they are!”
“Let’s take this opportunity to drive all the Baekdo out of Akyang!”
Behind So Gyeong-chu, the deputy leader of the Mukhyeolbang… no, now the leader of the Mukhyeolbang following the death of the previous leader, Assault Captain Sang Gwan-baek, Geom-ak and Sa-ak, and the warriors of the Mukhyeolbang crossed the broken main gate of Yujangmun without hesitation.
The members of the Mukhyeolbang stood in the grand training ground, having passed through Yu Jang-mun’s grand arena, and looked straight ahead.
The warriors of Yu Jang-mun who had been standing at the entrance of the palace, the people of the Murim Academy, and Jin So-un’s party slowly stood on the opposite side of Mukhyeolbang.
As even the boisterous crowd fell silent, a strange tension swept through the venue.
Eventually, Dang Hyeok-jae, standing on one side of the training ground with the members of the Murim Alliance, shouted.
I shall begin the duel.
““Waaaaaaah!””
True to their nature as black-sword guys who love watching fights, a cheer erupted loud enough to shake Yoo Jang-mun.
So Gyeong-chu frowned as he stared intently at Yu Jang-mun’s camp.
“Where did that arrogant guy go?”
At So Gyeong-chu’s words, Geom-ak also stepped forward.
“Jin Jeon-pyo. He’s not here. Bring Jin Jeon-pyo here.”
Dang Hyeok-jae answered on his behalf.
Jin So-un is getting ready and coming out right now.
“Hah! Did you think our Mukhyeolbang was that easy?!”
Even the commotion in the hall subsided at the resounding shout of So-gyeongchu.
Dang Hyeok-jae spoke with a calm expression.
“……
Didn’t you come early in the first place?
“…….”
“Why are these Black Bandits so strictly punctual? Tsk.”
Although he spoke as if muttering to himself, it was clearly heard by the dark swordsmen all around.
People here and there were grinding their teeth and spewing murderous intent, but Dang Hyeok-jae ignored them while picking his ear with his little finger.
Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard from the pavilion, and everyone’s eyes were drawn to one spot.
“No… my God….”
“What? Look at that state?”
“Is that the Black Flame Dragon?”
The assembled people began to feel flustered.
Black Flame Dragon emerging from the palace, supported by Namgung Seon-hwa.
He looked so emaciated that he seemed as though he were about to pass away at any moment.
Although only three days had passed, he had changed so much that it was hard to believe he was the same person I had seen three days ago.
The receipt is in an unusual condition.
So Gyeong-chu burst into a chuckle at Geom-ak’s words.
I can tell without even looking.
With a pale face, deeply sunken eyelids, and blood vessels all over his body swollen as if about to burst, he has lost a lot of weight at the same time.
He fell into a state of mental derangement.
“Qi deviation?”
“He must have spent the past three days trying to devise a move but failed. I wish you, Geomak, would take care of the trouble.”
Jin So-un, who appeared supported by Namgung Seon-hwa’s hand, slumped onto a chair brought by Yoo Jang-mun’s party.
Then, loud laughter erupted among the Black Swordsmen.
“Hey! Black Flame Dragon! That’s the White Path spot! Snap out of it, you bastard!”
“Hey! You need to stand over here!”
“The Four Emperors’ Lord told me to send his regards!”
Jin So-un, who had been slumped over, slowly raised his head toward the source of the sound.
Then, slowly raising both arms, he made a potato.
In the midst of that, there were some in the Black Path camp who clutched their stomachs and burst into laughter upon seeing the slow speed.
So Gyeong-chu climbed onto the grand training ground.
“He looks unwell, but is the author still attending?”
When the head of the Yujangmun sect looked at Jin So-un at So Gyeong-chu’s question, Jin So-un nodded.
“That is correct. I intend to do exactly that.”
“To think that the only place we could rely on was such a Moknae. It is no wonder the Yujangmun are doomed!”
After finishing his speech, So Gyeong-chu went down from the training ground, and as the man holding a sickle came up next, Jang Woo-jae also stepped forward from Yoo Jang-mun’s side.
If you want to resent someone for being cruel, resent Jin So-un.
Jang Woo-jae looked at Jin So-woon at the words of the man holding the sickle.
How shocked I was when I heard the story that the man who had told me not to use the Blood-Explosion Pill ended up in that state after making a reckless attempt for Yoo Jang-moon.
He always sacrifices himself and endures to the point of exceeding expectations.
Jang Woo-jae glared intently at the man holding the sickle once again.
Even if I were to die today, such a thing would not happen.
As Jang Woo-jae assumed the Biryu Sword Technique, the man with the sickle also assumed the technique.
“start!”
At the same time as Dang Hyeok-jae’s shout, the two men shot at each other like arrows.
The first to draw a weapon was the sickle.
Using a short route, ten (十)
Draw a line in the shape of a ruler, then aim at five blood vessels and stab with a sickle.
Jang Woo-jae, who was executing the Biryu Sword Technique, hurriedly retracted his sword in response to the sharp attack and blocked the blood-staining attack.
Chaechaechaechang.
Since the attack form of a sickle is inherently very unfamiliar, it would be difficult for even someone with considerable experience to block it, but Jang Woo-jae blocked the sickle’s attack quite skillfully.
Now it’s my turn!
Jang Woo-jae, who shook the opponent’s body by pulling in the sickle using the Absorption Technique of the Biryu Sword Style, immediately targeted the three vital points and attacked the man holding the sickle.
The man tried to quickly dodge the attack, but the unprecedented pulling force left him with no choice but to suffer a wound on his arm.
“Tch!”
The man glanced at the wound once, then took out the sword strapped to his waist.
This is just the beginning.
The moment he drew the medium sword, which was only half the length of a standard sword, the man’s prayer completely changed.
Gulp.
Jang Woo-jae swallowed his saliva without even realizing it.
at that time.
The scythe is a tool meant to attract attention in the first place. Focus on the middle ground.
A telepathic sound heard suddenly.
He nodded as he met Jin So-un’s eyes.
Jang Woo-jae gritted his teeth once again and made the first move this time.
“Aaaah!”
Along with the Hwepungbiryu technique, wind began to rise around him, and riding that wind, Jang Woo-jae’s sword began to tighten its grip on the man holding the sickle.
“Do you think you can accomplish anything with such petty tricks!”
The man’s sickle scrapes Jang Woo-jae’s face dizzyingly.
An attack that an ordinary person would have dodged long ago.
However, recalling Jin So-woon’s words, Jang Woo-jae swung his sword, aiming for the Middle Way instead of the sickle until the end.
“Aaaargh!”
A long cut remained on Jang Woo-jae’s cheek as he bent over screaming.
The man retrieved the sickle and swung it three more times ferociously.
A severe attack, leaving afterimages of energy in the space.
However, even while bleeding profusely, Jang Woo-jae got back up and attacked the man’s left hand with the Biryu sword technique until the very end.
Phew, phew, phew.
With the sound of flesh being pierced, blood gushed out like a fountain from Jang Woo-jae’s abdomen, thighs, and left arm.
However, the scream actually came from the man holding the sickle.
“Aaaargh! My hand!!!”
The man whose hand holding the sword was completely severed.
He looked at his empty left arm with a look of disbelief.
Since both of them were lying on the floor, it was impossible to tell who won.
So Gyeong-chu looked at Dang Hyeok-jae and asked.
“Who won?”
Dang Hyeok-jae tapped Jang Woo-jae’s cheek to check for consciousness, then spoke.
“It is a victory for Mukhyeolbang!”
For a moment, cheers rang out in the Mukhyeolbang at Dang Hyeok-jae’s ruling.
After Yu Jang-mun’s men moved Jang Woo-jae, they began emergency medical treatment, and Jang Sa-gyeong, who had stepped onto the training ground, carefully observed the scene.
“Is the Yujang Sect worth holding out to the point of driving one’s own child to the brink of life and death?”
As Jang Sa-gyeong turned his head, So Gyeong-chu, who had stepped onto the training ground, continued speaking.
“Didn’t the Black Flame Dragon save your life thanks to his ingenuity? He could have just put you to a suitable opponent and then given up.”
“Deputy Ark Lord… no, I suppose I should call him Ark Lord now.”
Jang Sa-gyeong slowly drew his sword.
“Do you know why even the most powerful Black Dao sects cannot survive for more than a hundred years?”
Jang Sa-gyeong’s eyes sparkled.
It is precisely because of the lack of conviction.
That’s a typical remark from a white-skinned intellectual.
Jang Sa-gyeong looked around, unconcerned, and spoke.
“No, this is truly important. Without the strong conviction to establish a sect and a family, it is nothing more than a group of thugs.”
“Then it will be proven today. The fact that even with conviction, the weak eventually die.”
“That may be true. If you return alive from here, reflect on the spirit that establishes the pillars of Mukhyeolbang.”
“You are trying to test me with wicked words.”
So Gyeong-chu raised the great sword and prepared for the flag-raising ceremony.
Jang Sa-gyeong, just like Jang Woo-jae, finished his preparations by performing the initiation ceremony of the Biryu Sword Technique.
Whoosh.
Although Dang Hyeok-jae hadn’t even said the word ‘start,’ the two of them simultaneously shot energy at each other.
Pow!
The moment sword energy and sword energy explode in the air, and thick clouds of sand dust rise from the floor of the training ground.
Without a word, the two entered the thick dust and continued their duel.
Chaechachaechaechang
-Boom, bang, bang.
The sound of iron clashing.
The sound of roof tiles and energy exploding.
The thick dust scattered in all directions, obscuring people’s vision.
“Spit!
“What? Was the leader of the Yujangmun Sect really this weak?”
“Then why have you been suffering unilaterally all this time?”
People’s questions were soon resolved after all the sand and dust had cleared away.
A warrior’s use of wagers is inherently meant to be used in the most efficient way.
If you are a warrior, use only fists; if you are a swordsman, use only the sword.
However, at that moment, Jang Sa-gyeong was surrounded not only by his sword but by his entire body.
“You’re saying you use innate vital energy?”
“Isn’t this a lost fight anyway? Why go to such lengths…?”
You’re really struggling.
The mockery of the Black Sect members erupted from all directions.
The people of Yujangmun were just as surprised by the sight.
“Master!”
“father!!!”
Terrified, he called out to Jang Sa-gyeong at the top of his lungs, but Jang Sa-gyeong only stared at So Gyeong-chu right in front of him.
Are you planning to take our lives together?
Jang Sa-gyeong answered So Gyeong-chu’s question, which was asked while clenching his teeth, rather leisurely.
“Are you afraid?”
“Do you think you can bridge the gap between us with such petty tricks!”
Are you afraid of death?
“this guy!”
So Gyeong-chu’s Maganghyeolgeopdo exploded with a loud roar.
Eight ceramic balls extending in all directions crash wildly into the training grounds, halls, and other structures, bursting out.
Puff puff puff puff.
Amidst that tremendous destructive power, Jang Sa-gyeong quietly wielded the Biryu Sword Technique, flowing out the sword energy and blocking the fragments.
“Do you know why you are afraid of death?”
“What?”
It is because there is nothing left behind.
“What kind of bullshit is that!”
Jang Sa-gyeong glanced around and looked at Jang Woo-jae.
The guy who had been unconscious just moments ago was looking at me with a pale face.
His face was full of fear, but he was clearly looking at himself.
That is why conviction… and spirit… are important. Because even when death approaches, there is something that remains.
“Alright, I will grant you a death that is not so frightening!”
The great sword of the small cervical vertebrae turned bright red.
And above the great sword, a crimson river reaching two feet in height bloomed.
“A time of bloodshed!”
As So Gyeong-chu struck the sword, it split into eight pieces, wildly tearing through the training ground made of blue stone as it shot out toward Jang Sa-gyeong.
“Of course. I am not afraid.”
Then, the amount of energy surrounding Jang Sa-gyeong increased even further.
Yu Jang-mun’s men called out to him in terror, but he did not look back any further.
“Hwepungbiryu!”
Centered on Jang Sa-gyeong, a wind of energy began to envelop him.
He shot straight forward, emitting a sword energy one foot in size at the tip of his sword.
Kwa kwa kwa bang.
The floor of the training ground is overturned, and piles of dirt are pushed back like waves.
Papapapak
“Dodge, get out of the way!”
Gravel is flying!
As smoke and sand swept in all directions carried by the river air, the Black Swordsmen who had been leisurely watching recoiled in terror.
“Biryujeje!”
A loud roar struck the eardrums once again, accompanied by Jang Sa-gyeong’s shout.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
And at some point, the loud noises suddenly stopped.
A brief silence.
“Uh, what happened?”
“Who won?”
Those who had turned their heads could not close their mouths at the sight unfolding in the training ground.
oh my god.”
“What is this…….”
The great sword, which had been stained with the blood of hundreds of people due to the love of So Gyeong-chu, the second-in-command of the Mukhyeolbang, was split in two.
Jang Sa-gyeong’s sword was piercing So Gyeong-chu’s heart precisely.
“Bee, damn it…….”
With a thud, the small cervical vertebra fell backward and did not move anymore.
dump.
Subsequently, the people of Yu Jang-mun swarmed around Jang Sa-gyeong, who was kneeling on the ground as if he had exhausted all his fuel.
At that moment, a man wearing clothes mixed with black and white pushed his way through the crowd among the people of Yujangmun.
He immediately checked Jang Sa-gyeong’s pulse, put a pill in his mouth, and inserted about ten needles.
“Gasp!”
Jang Sa-gyeong, who had been motionless like burnt ashes until just moments ago, opened his eyes wide.
Do not move.
“Who, who is it?”
I am from the Dang family.
Is that so?
Why are you pushing yourself so hard?
The man checking Jang Sa-gyeong’s pulse shook his head.
I’m sorry, but I’ve only bought a moment.
Jang Sa-gyeong slowly nodded.
Thank you. That is enough.
Jang Sa-gyeong stood up from his seat by his own strength.
He shook off the hands of those trying to support him and walked back to his seat.
Soon, the moment Jin So-un came up onto the training ground supported by Namgung Seon-hwa, the two faced each other for a moment.
Jang Sa-gyeong murmured as if exhaling a breath.
“Please do your best… so that Yoo Jang-moon… can carry on… his beliefs.”
Jin So-un grinned with dry lips and slowly looked around.
The Sect Leader has already made it so that the convictions of the Yujang Sect will not bend, even if they are broken.
Jang Sa-gyeong, turning his gaze to follow Jin So-un, saw the eyes of Yoo Jang-mun, which were radiating an intense aura despite shedding tears.
Their eyes were very firm.
Jang Sa-gyeong smiled with satisfaction.
“I see. I should have done this sooner. I mean, I should have stood upright on my own, without leaning on anyone.”
As Jang Sa-gyeong descended the training ground with the members of the Yu Jang-mun, Jin So-un also broke free from Namgung Seon-hwa’s grasp and slowly walked toward the center of the training ground.
Jin So-un, who had been staggering with every few steps, finally arrived at the center of the training ground and the Sword Evil
I looked at it.
“Come up. Must we see this decisive battle through to the end?”
However, for some reason, Geom-ak just stared blankly at Jin So-un and did not move an inch.
“Geom-ak! Did you get scared by a brat? Why can’t you move!”
Buak (斧惡)
Geom-ak shook his head as if reacting to the rough sound.
“The slip is strange. It’s different from three days ago. I’m not doing it.”
As Geom-ak looked strange, like a puppy meeting a tiger, Bu-ak spat out a curse at Sa-ak.
“Damn it, your puppy is trembling, what are you going to do?”
Evil
Eun looked at Geomak for a moment, then cursed along with him.
“You crazy bastard! You say you don’t like it, so what are you going to do? Then you can either leave, you idiot.”
“Hmph! You stupid bastards. I knew you’d be like that.”
Buak violently kicked off its seat, soared high into the air, and landed with a thud on the training ground.
“Rookie, it’s fine if I handle you, right?”
Jin So-un looked at Mukhyeolbang and asked.
“If only you would admit it…….”
A brief commotion arose within the Mukhyeolbang at Jin So-un’s question.
The decision-maker disappeared when the Ark Leader and the Deputy Ark Leader suddenly died.
A moment later, a man appeared and nodded.
“You brat, are you sure you’ll be okay on a stage like this? You look like you won’t even be able to walk properly.”
“It doesn’t matter. I have no intention of taking my feet off it anyway.”
“They said the Black Flame Dragon’s mind was all over the place, and it turns out that was true.”
For some reason, Jin So-un nodded.
Lately, I also find myself suspecting that it might be true.
“You crazy bastard.”
Buak began to shake the Grand Master with a whooshing sound.
Then, a green aura began to emanate from his godfather, and he rushed at Jin So-un with agile movements that were unbefitting of his large frame.
The moment he swung his two arms, as big as logs, to sever Jin So-un’s waist with a single blow.
Click.
Shake
Strangely enough, the godfather of Buak was not wielded in the end.
After walking a few steps past Jin So-un, Buak began to touch the area around his neck with a vacant look in his eyes.
“What… what is this….”
At that moment, a thin line appeared on his neck and blood began to gush out, and soon his huge body and head were cleanly separated and rolled on the floor.
Even though thousands of people were gathered at the shocking sight, not a single breath could be heard.
At that moment, Geom-ak trembled violently, grabbed onto Sa-ak, and spoke.
“D-Demon… It’s the Demon! The Demon! We have to run away!”
