"Ahhhhhh!"
With blood rising in his eyes, Baek Cheon grabbed Jo Gul who was about to run in.
"Let go! Let go! I am going to kill him!"
"Calm down!"
"Calm down! How can you say that! That bastard did that to Chung Myung...!"
"He isn't dead, brat!"
"...Uh?"
That moment.
Tak.
As Chung Myung was falling to the ground, he flipped around and landed.
"Hu...."
Seeing that, Jo Gul sat down on the ground as if his legs had lost their strength and Yoon Jong also put his hand on Jo Gul's shoulder and sighed.
'He seems shocked.'
Well, he almost had his heart make its way to his mouth, but these children seemed too shocked and terrified. Jo Gul had gone pale, and Yoon Jong looked like he would faint any second.1
And Yu Yiseol, she was the only one who hadn't lost her composure and pulled out her sword...
'Uh?'
'Samae?'
'Why did you bring out your sword?'
'What were you planning to do with it?'
At that moment, Yoon Jong, who had almost fainted, looked at Chung Myung. Chung Myung who landed on the ground raised his head. And in his mouth was a bloody throwing blade.
"Tch!"
Kang!
Chung Myung spit it out and then gulped down the blood forming in his mouth.
"I almost died."
In that small moment, if he hadn't directed the internal qi into his mouth and bit down on the throwing blade, his face would have been cut.
Just the thought of it made a chill run down his spine.
"I didn't know that you would hide another throwing blade behind that last one."
The technique he used wasn't the same as the one he used in the beginning. Behind one blade, the man cleverly released another.
Of course, he didn't put any qi into it as it would've been noticed by the opponent.
"Good."
Tang Gunak nodded his head as he admired Chung Myung.
Chung Myung's action was nothing but a simple improvisation.
But it was amazing to have such a thought and even improvise it when one's life was at stake. Perhaps, this was more impressionable than what Chung Myung had been showing him until then.
'At least you are not just a kid who has a hard time adjusting to something you don't know about and simply gives up your life.'
Such response and such ability. It was truly an extraordinary display of skills.
'Even the word 'monster genius' can't be used for him.'
So how could this monster be described?
Tang Gunak looked at Chung Myung.
"The eighth attempt."
Chung Myung spit out blood. His tongue was cut down around half an inch, and blood was constantly coming out of the wound.
YOU ARE READING
ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AkcjaThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...