Yellow Dragon Lord, Genius Swordsman
Episode 13
“Ugh!”
Namgung Woon gritted his teeth.
Just once.
They say you can learn a lot from exchanging sword strikes, but I wasn’t expecting this.
‘Stronger than me? A brat of mine who’s only in his thirties?’
It was truly absurd.
Of course, Namgung Woon hasn’t shown his full power yet.
But that’s probably the same for Dan Sa-hyeok too.
When both sides revealed all their hidden cards, it was hard to say which side would have the leeway.
‘But the milk is spilled, the fight has already begun!’
Namgung Woon’s eyes, having regained his composure, sank.
A strange look crossed Dan Sa-hyeok’s eyes when he saw it.
“Would you like to continue?”
“of course!”
Papat!
Namgung Woon’s new form once again turned into a whirlwind and struck Dan Sa-hyeok.
Chachachachachang!
The two men exchanged sword strikes quickly.
Unlike before, it was full of small, controlled attacks rather than powerful strikes.
The offense and defense flowed in a way that suppressed each other’s movements as much as possible to prevent them from using aerodynamically intensive moves.
“Hmm!”
“It’s truly amazing.”
The martial arts masters who were watching the showdown between the two were silent.
The power of Namgung Woon’s first attack, Thundercloud, was truly overwhelming.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a secret technique or a secret technique of any great master.
But even that didn’t feel like I had used my all, so I couldn’t help but exclaim, “He is indeed the King of Heavenly Swords.”
But Dan Sa-hyeok was more than that.
Although they were reluctant to do so, everyone present secretly acknowledged that the stabbing that Dan Sa-hyeok had done right after was one step ahead of Namgung Woon’s thunderous attack.
“But about that sword.”
“Hmm, it definitely looks like the blade was created by condensing that man’s energy… … .”
“But if that’s the case, wouldn’t it be more advantageous for the Namgung family head, who has the real blade?”
“Well, it would be stronger to put a swordsmanship on a blade that has substance than to create it out of thin air.”
“But still, the horn is like that… … .”
“Hmm.”
Meanwhile, the old monk and Samajin examined the miserable state of Hwangbo Cheol.
“Fortunately, it seems like there is no danger to one’s life.”
“I don’t know if I should call this a blessing, but.”
“… … .”
Hwang Bo-cheol was literally a rag.
His face was smashed, his whole body was covered in blood, and one of his ankles was even bent at a strange angle.
This is what happened with just two strikes.
If the opponent was a back alley idiot named Parakho Naburang, even Sima Jin could handle it, but it was a different story if it was not just anyone else but a master at the level of Hwang Bo-cheol.
“soldier.”
“… … Yes, Monk Abbot.”
“This is the power of the one who ended the nightmare of the Blood Demon.”
“… … .”
“Besides, there is some truth to what he is saying. The current Murim Alliance has long since lost its original intentions.”
“Monk.”
“Perhaps, just like that friend Dan Sa-hyeok said, the Murim Alliance may have also fulfilled its mission.”
The gentle yet firm voice of the old monk.
Sima Jin’s face distorted involuntarily.
“Will they be able to accept it?”
“Shouldn’t we accept it?”
“That’s the problem, because it’s impossible!”
Sima Jin’s tone grew louder.
“There are more than a thousand people living in Hwangryongseong alone. Most of them are the elite of the martial arts world.”
“They are people intoxicated by the profits and fame that the Murim Alliance brings.”
“So the question is, will they give up these benefits and rights so easily?”
“That is why the Murim Alliance must be disbanded even more.”
The old monk’s face became even more serious.
“The Murim Alliance was created to stand against the overwhelming power and fear of the Blood Heavenly Sect. The world’s best martial artists, including Lee Ddaengchu, risked their lives to stand against them, and were able to drive them out of the Central Plains by narrowly winning the Battle of Hwasan ten years ago.”
“… … .”
“But from that time on, the Murim Alliance changed. They became intoxicated with the fame and wealth that victory brought, and only sought comfort.”
“I think it’s embarrassing.”
“It’s more than that.”
The old monk turned his gaze to the place where the fight between Dan Sa-hyeok and Nam Gung-un was taking place.
“While we were sitting here in Huanglongcheng, fattening our bellies… … on the border of Gansu Province, they continued to fight. We knew it all along, but we turned a blind eye to it.”
“… … .”
“In some ways, you took advantage of the situation, didn’t you, soldier?”
“yes…….”
“I feel like that guy’s request is a price to pay. Or maybe it’s a rebuke to us who have been eliminated.”
“Is this our karma, the Murim Alliance’s karma?”
“That might be the case.”
“but…….”
“It won’t be easy to kick out all the dozens of factions and families that are sitting there. But don’t you think that guy might be able to do it?”
Kkwarung!
The earth shook with a loud explosion.
Namgung Woon’s new form slid out from the huge burst of flames.
“Ugh!”
Namgung Woon, barely able to stop himself by kneeling on one knee, is drooling.
A wisp of steam rose above the blade of the Yeomsaekwol sword, which was like a symbol of absolute invincibility.
“A famous sword is a famous sword. It absorbed a significant portion of the blows that its owner should have received.”
Swish.
Inyoung walks out through the flames that have not yet gone out.
It was a single-shot.
A pitch-black flame blazed beneath his right arm.
The bladeless sword, Heuksura.
The black blade rising above it seemed as if it wanted to tear everything apart at any moment.
“But that kind of luck won’t last forever, Namgung.”
“You… … !”
“Would you like to continue?”
Ugh!
Namgung Woon bit his lips so hard that they bled, and his eyes became bloodshot.
“Of course!”
“I don’t like it. I think I’ve done enough.”
“what?”
“So let’s end it now.”
The madness of starting and ending at one’s own will.
Namgung Woon lost all sense of reason for a moment.
“Yaaaah!”
Choaaaah!
The power he had been saving until the end was unleashed, and a violent tornado swept around Namgung Woon.
The blade of the Yeomsaekwol, which had absorbed most of that energy, became incandescent and emitted a light that was so sharp it was painful.
Everyone watching turned blue at the thought of danger.
“Me, me!”
“Shouldn’t I be telling you to stop?”
“But how? If you step forward, how can you stop it?”
“Well, well… … it might be possible.”
“Then go and stop them quickly! If we continue like this, we could end up in danger too!”
“Oh, no. Why are you all picking on me? Ahem.”
The martial arts masters are slowly backing down, pushing responsibility onto each other.
Although they did not participate in the farce, Sima Jin and Grand Master Gomoku also had worried expressions on their faces.
“Is it okay, Monk? The Namgung family’s power seems too unstable and dangerous… … .”
“How could it be okay? I pulled out all the potential energy in my body except for a portion of my innate energy and exploded it.”
“If a master like Namgung Woon were to do that, wouldn’t this entire area become dangerous?”
“It reminds me of the time of the volcanic eruption.”
The old monk stroked his chin and became lost in thought.
“That’s what Cheon Mu-yeol did when he went berserk in his final desperate attempt. It resulted in a huge number of casualties.”
“Monk! Isn’t now not the time to speak so leisurely?”
“That’s true, but in the end, it was Cheon Mu-yeol who lost that bloody battle. Well, at the time, it was a victory that was barely achieved by pushing through with numbers.”
But the Blood Demon’s second defeat was different.
“Maybe I’ll be able to see that man, Dan Sa-hyeok’s true colors.”
“… … !”
It seemed like an overly optimistic thought, but Sima Jin could not argue otherwise.
Even if that were to happen, it wouldn’t make any difference to the current situation.
‘Do you just have to trust that guy?’
Pfft!
The white hot sword that has reached the extreme.
Namgung Woon, who was holding it, transformed into a single ray of lightning and rushed towards Dan Sa Hyeok.
Wedge!
Perfect posture and balance that you would know if you could only sense it in the midst of it all.
The ultimate weapon of the Heavenly Thunder King Sword, the White Thunder Infinity, was unleashed with the power of the twelve constellations.
That is truly a fatal blow.
Dan Sa-hyeok’s grip also gained strength as he stood up to Namgung-un.
“hmm.”
Gooooo!
Heuksura’s pitch-black sword has been further refined.
The anticipation, the intensity, and above all, the power contained within it, were incomparably stronger than before.
The result is a pitch-black flame that burns even more fiercely.
Dan Sa-hyeok grabbed the black flame and swung it at the light flying towards him.
Flash!
The next moment, darkness pierced the pure white lightning’s heart.
Kkwarreung!
Quagwaquagwaqua!
An explosion of incomparable magnitude occurred and swept through the surrounding area.
Because of this, the roof of the Wuhuang Hall, the largest hall in Huanglong Castle, burst open.
Kwakwakwakwang!
With the pillars shattered and crumbling and the walls bursting outwards, it was only natural that the entire building would collapse.
“Eww!”
“Run away!”
The famous martial artists turned pale and ran in all directions.
Because they already felt it was dangerous, they watched from a distance of several dozen chapters while the two were fighting.
However, many people were not completely free from the aftermath of the explosion, and were burned or injured.
Kookookookookook!
A violent aftershock, like the last dot, spread through the interior of the Muwangjeon.
* * *
“Ugh.”
“Are you okay, soldier?”
Samajin opened his eyes with a start.
“Monk head monk?”
“It was a close call. This little guy almost got buried along with the military.”
“Come to think of it… … !”
Samajin sat up abruptly and was at a loss.
The Hwangryongseong Wuhuang Hall, which was rumored to be larger than the Imperial Palace.
It was after the huge pavilion had completely collapsed.
Perhaps because the explosion and aftershocks were so great, countless people came.
To Sima Jin, that scene felt like the end of the Murim Alliance.
“Hey, what happened the other day? Namgung Gaju and that man… … .”
“Look over there.”
The old tree ambassador happened to be pointing somewhere.
Looking back at the place, Sima Jin felt relieved once again.
dump.
A careless hand places the bloody man, who is covered in wounds, on the floor.
Dan Sa-hyeok, who had Namgung-un lying on the floor, put the bladeless sword into the sheath on his back.
* * *
Namgung Woon was defeated!
The shocking news spread quickly not only through Huanglongcheng but also throughout Xi’an.
In addition, facts that had not been leaked out until now also flowed out as if they had been waiting.
“They say that Blood Heavenly Horse Cheon Mu-yeol is dead!”
“It seems that the man who defeated that blood demon also took down the head of the Namgung family.”
“Then what happens?”
“What’s going to happen! Isn’t that guy going to end up becoming the new leader of the martial arts world?”
“So, did Namgung Se-ga rise up because he harbored resentment towards that?”
“I guess that’s what it is. I’ve been secretly bragging about being the best swordsman in the martial arts world all this time.”
“From the beginning, I thought that Namgung Se-ga wasn’t that bad.”
“Hey, Brother Geum! Stop talking nonsense and just carry the plate!”
Stories pouring out from the inns and taverns of Xi’an Street.
It was a sight that clearly imprinted the existence of the Yellow Dragon Lord on people.
