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"... He won?"
Yoon Jong as well as Mount Hua's disciples were teary-eyed, their insides fluctuating wildly as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
Sometimes, when Baek Cheon was cornered, their heart shrank so much that they did not dare to open their eyes to watch.
"Heaven and earth... Red Snake Blade Yeonpyeong."
"Ha... haha. I can't believe it."
Right now, everyone couldn't help but have their hearts pounding.
Red Snake Blade Yeonpyeong.
Leader of the Red Serpent Squad of Thousand People Room, and a blade master renowned all over the world.
Such a man was defeated by no one else but Baek Cheon?
It's different from defeating a latecomer like Jin Geum Ryong.
Of course, monsters like Chung Myung and Hye Yeon are no need to debate about, but even those who can win against other elite latecomers are still not enough to be recognized as Murim masters.
However, right here, at this very moment, Baek Cheon had defeated Yeonpyeong. It was also when he proudly declared to the Jianghu that he had far surpassed the title of an elite latecomer.
This is so amazing that the disciples of Mount Hua, who jumped up for joy and rushed towards Baek Cheon when he won the Worldwide Martial Arts Tournament, were now unable to lift off their feet.
"Huh uh……."
And Hyun Young felt the same way.
Since when had the corners of his eyes been wet?
"Hohohoho. Baek Cheon...… Baek Cheon he… Re- Red Snake Blade Yeonpyeong ……."
While everyone could not help but be touched, only one person stood there with a nonchalant expression.
"It’s not that great though."
"How is that possible? He beat the Red Snake Blade Yeonpyeong."
“That is going to happen sooner or later.”
"Hmm?"
Chung Myung shrugged.
"Just because he’s a latecomer, doesn't mean he's going to be a latecomer forever. At some point, those elite latecomers will defeat a renowned master in Jianghu to announce their debut, isn’t that right?"
"Um, do you mean that now Baek Cheon’s fame will shock the world?"
Hmm?
Is that true?
Chung Myung looked at Baek Cheon with slightly annoyed eyes.
Perhaps feeling the gaze, Baek Cheon slowly walked towards them. Seeing those shoulders struggle to lift, everyone’s heart seemed to be constricted.
"I won."
"……."
A pain also swelled up on Chung Myung's cheek.
"You almost rolled down to hell, did you?"
"But in the end I didn’t."
“Are you planning to break the sword and chew it?”
"It's just a sword. I can just get another one."
"…If that b*stard hadn't let his guard down, you would have died."
"Isn't that some kind of power?"
Chung Myung's cheeks trembled.
There were no more retorts.
To put it bluntly, Yeonpyeong is a master at least one level higher than Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon had defeated such a master, what else is there to retort?
Letting his guard down?
Sounds funny.
It is a skill to use the opponent's carelessness, and it is also a skill to be careless. In any case, if the two of them had a life-and-death battle, the losing side has no reason to justify.
"Hmm phmm."
As Chung Myung let out a small growl, Hyun Young smiled and patted Baek Cheon’s shoulder.
"You've worked hard."
"No, Elder. I couldn't overcome my excitement that I made you see that ugly image of mine. I'll reflect on myself."
"Alright alright."
Hyun Young patted Baek Cheon’s shoulder as if he was touching the most beautiful thing in the world. (I thought it was ‘the SECOND most beautiful…’.)
Suddenly, at that moment.
𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑒𝑎𝑒𝑘!
"Ugh!"
Behind Baek Cheon's back, the fiercely whirling blade filled with sharp aura was
rushing towards.
Baek Cheon, who sensed a strong aura behind him, turned his head in panic.
"Anyway."
𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨!
The blade which was rushing forward carrying a terrifying blood-colored Qi was gently knocked to the floor by Chung Myung using the sheath of his sword.
Baek Cheon's face, for a moment, felt like it was drained of all blood and turned white.
Yeonpyeong, who they thought had collapsed and lost consciousness, suddenly woke up and threw his blade at Baek Cheon’s back.
'This is...'
If only Baek Cheon stood there, that blade might have been stuck in his back by now.
"Yeah yeah. Looks like sasuk finished it very neatly."
"……."
"Tsk."
Chung Myung shook his head a couple of times as if he didn't like it. Then, holding his sword, he trudged towards Yeonpyeong.
"Do you know why the Evil Clan is called Evil Clan?"
"……."
"Call them Evil Clan because they’ll use any means to achieve their purpose."
Chung Myung didn't look back, but Baek Cheon nodded as if they were facing each other.
“Those who died because they dared to be reckless or involved with the Evil Clan were not just one or two. So it's best not to get involved in the first place, otherwise…”
𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵!
Chung Myung drew his sword from its sheath.
“Keep this in mind. The basic thing is to completely eradicate them, so that they
can't play any more tricks.”
It's terrifying. Shockingly terrifying.
Those are not jokes.
Chung Myung sometimes showed a terrifying pressure that is both cold and serious to the point of incomprehensible. At such times, Baek Cheon felt like a chill was sent down his entire body.
"Sto- Stop him!"
"Protect the Vice Lord!"
Perhaps they felt that Chung Myung's momentum was unusual, but Red Serpent Squad’s members, although had not grasped the crux of the current situation, just stood
still between Chung Myung and Yeonpyeong, desperately.
However, Chung Myung only glanced at those people with murderous cold eyes.
"Y- You!"
"Get out of the way!"
The Red Serpent Squad threatened Chung Myung with a venomous look.
However, the emotion suppressing in their hearts was closer to fear than hostility. It is very clear that if they just abandoned their leader and returned, they would only end up with the catastrophic punishment of the Thousand People Room.
However, even though they drew their sword and threatened like that, Chung Myung's steps were not delayed at all. The Red Serpent Sword flinched and jumped backwards at his casual posture as if he were taking a walk.
"Yaaa!"
However, one of them shouted and stormed forward.
"If you come any closer, I will… cut your throa-...…."
𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵.
"……."
Immediately, a fountain of fresh blood spurted from his neck.
Staring blankly at the blood that kept pouring out of his throat, he panicked and then fumbled with his hand to close the wound.
Thud.
He knelt down on the spot, panting as he grabbed his neck with both hands. He just did that by instinct. The moment he takes this hand off, he dies.
"𝑃𝑎𝑛𝑡! 𝑃𝑎𝑛𝑡!”
He couldn't even feel the pain. No, to be exact, he might never feel it again. Because he was, now, on the border between life and death.
𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑝. 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑝.
Chung Myung passed him by, his expression still unchanged.
"If it was my old days...…."
And he frowned and said,
"You're all dead before you can open your mouth."
"……."
"But, well, I can't live like I used to. I’ll give you a chance. Those who block me will die. Those who retreat will live."
His voice was dry, cold.
"It's simple, right?”
"……."
"So hurry up and decide. Live or die."
The eyes of Red Serpent Squad’s members trembled violently.
He has already proven that he’s not bluffing.
'I couldn't see it.'
None of those present could see how Chung Myung cut the man's neck. They just saw something flash white, and the blood was already gushing out.
In other words, no one here can keep up with Chung Myung's sword.
Besides.
Those who pride themselves on having lived on the edge of life and death like them knew very well. How brutal and vicious was that one slash that Chung Myung just showed them?
Gulp.
Sounds of dry saliva being swallowed were heard everywhere.
Most people wouldn't be able to swing a real sword at someone's neck like that.
The neck is the part that, easiest to take one’s life. However, swinging the sword at that part without any hesitation, if it wasn't for the necessity or that person had a malicious heart (毒心) that didn't care about other people's lives, it wouldn't be possible, let alone that perfection.
Therefore, most swordsmen, no matter how confident they are with their swordsmanship, do not necessarily need to aim for the throat in order to overwhelm their opponent.
But that young man swung his sword to cut someone's neck without the slightest hesitation.
Which means...
'He’s used to murder.'
Such a man is someone who can kill every opponent without blinking his eyes.
They don't understand how a young man of Mount Hua could have such a tendency, but is it the time to argue about logic?
"You……."
Chung Myung personally urged the martial artists of the Red Serpent Squad, who were still panicking to the point of being unable to make a decision.
Of course, not with words, but with the sword.
One step. Then one more step.
"Ugh!"
"Keuk!"
The people in the front, who were watching Chung Myung approaching with a vague
posture, grabbed their necks and fell to the ground.
And.
Eventually, the remaining members of the Red Serpent Squad lost all the will and strength to resist.
"𝑇ℎ𝑢𝑑!"
"N- No."
Most of those who were blocking the way hesitated and eventually retreated, opening the way for Chung Myung.
Of course, some of them still wanted to keep the last bit of dignity and maintained a vague distance. However, even those people did not dare to properly block Chung Myung or confront him directly.
Step, step.
It was a truly bizarre sight.
The Red Serpent Squad’s martial artists of the Thousand People Room still held their blades exuding a menacing spirit. A young swordsman wearing Mount Hua’s marital uniform casually walked through the path they had opened.
Where in the world could such a sight be witnessed?
Chung Myung was still nonchalant, but Mount Hua's disciples watching the scene were extremely frightened.
However, at that moment, one of the Red Serpent Squad’s members, who had been watching Chung Myung's back all this time, quietly launched a surprise attack towards him.
A large blade seemed like it could instantly split Chung Myung's body in half.
But.
𝘒𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨!
The blade that he swung collided with Chung Myung's sword and flew away.
And.
𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ.
A beautiful strike slashed neatly across the neck, the man fell down in an instant.
"……."
Frightened. It is what remains in the heart of the Red Serpent Squad right now.
Not just once, but four times.
Four times, the same area was cut with a single sword.
How big does the difference have to be to make it possible? Even Red Snake Blade Yeonpyeong would have to struggle a lot to block it.
"Anyone else?"
"……."
"If there is, then come. I can at least let you live if you come at me now. But I will not spare those who dare aim for my back, you see. Just like a little while ago."
"……."
Those words broke all the will of the Red Serpent Squad’s members.
They all bowed their heads, avoiding Chung Myung's eyes.
"𝑃𝑎𝑛𝑡... 𝑃𝑎𝑛𝑡!"
Yeonpyeong, who was lying on the ground unable to get up due to the hip injury, trembled as he saw Chung Myung approaching him.
He can tell just by looking at it.
The guy named Baek Cheon, after all, is of the Righteous faction. He cannot easily take someone's life.
If he had used a little more strength earlier, Yeonpyeong's hip would have been
completely crushed. However, that attack was still at a level where it could be
recovered. Who wouldn't recognize that just by looking at it?
But this guy is different.
‘How can a Righteous disciple...….'
Unless Mount Hua is a place that raises assassins, how could such a young brat make him feel that way?
It’s like a demon slayer who has drunk human blood countless times…
Step.
Finally, Chung Myung's feet stopped right in front of Yeonpyeong's face.
"You…… What are you gonna do to me……."
"I'm wondering."
Chung Myung whispered while stroking his chin.
"If it was before, there would have been nothing to worry about, but the present I have a lot of things to take care of. In the past, I could deal with anyone rude as I liked, but now I'm in a position that I must think carefully before doing anything."
Yeonpyeong couldn't understand what Chung Myung was saying.
There is also no need to understand. Because right now, there was only thing word he needed to say.
"Spa- Spare me!"
"I'm thinking about it."
"I- If you let me live...…."
Pook!
Somehow, Chung Myung's foot got stuck in Yeonpyeong's babbling mouth.
"AAAH!"
A muffled scream broke out. Broken teeth fell out of Yeonpyeong's mouth.
Chung Myung said lazily.
"Quiet. I told you I was thinking."
"……ughh……."
"Actually, there’s no need to worry. You're the ones who tried to kill people here in the first place. If we lost, perhaps our heads would have been cut off and hung in front of the gate by now."
"……."
“What would you do if we asked for our life in that situation?”
"Keu- Keureuk…."
Yeonpyeong looked up at Chung Myung with desperate eyes. Seeing those eyes, Chung Myung nodded as if he had made a decision.
"Let's do this."
𝘗𝘰𝘱!
Chung Myung kicked Yeonpyeong and flipped him over. And he swung his sword without hesitation.
𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵. 𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵.
Along with the creepy sound, Chung Myung's sword severed the tendons of Yeonpyeong's wrists and ankles. And…….
𝑃𝑢𝑢𝑘!
Finally penetrated Yeonpyeong’s dantian.
"You will reap what you sow. If you live well enough with the people around you
all this time, even if you lose your martial arts, you can still receive care and
continue living.. But if you don't..."
Chung Myung shrugged.
"That's none of my business."
𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵.
He gently pulled out his sword, sprinkling the blood on the ground, and shoved it back into the sheath.
And he turned away and left without regret.
"Go back and tell your superiors."
"……."
No one of the Red Serpent Squad dared to raise their heads and make eye contact with him.
"If you dare to step foot in Shaanxi again, you'll have to face me and Mount Hua."
Just like that, Chung Myung walked leisurely out among the Red Serpent Squad and said without even looking back.
"F*CK OFF. Before I kill you all."
At that cold voice, the Red Serpent Squad’s members all closed their eyes at once.
It was also the moment that marked the end of a long event that happened all in a short night.
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