Chapter 402

"Da- Daeju...…."

Huge golden palm energy (수영(手影)) appeared in the eyes of those who looked around in panic.

"Amitabha!"

The Great Geumgangjang (대력금강장(大力金剛掌)/ Palm technique.) from Hye Yeon's hand flew grandly toward Do Kyulso.

Do Kyulso clenched its teeth and emitted black energy from both hands.

"Y- You damn monk!"

Uuuung!

It was like a giant slamming his palm. Do Kyulso's feet, which managed to block the Great Geumgangjang by spewing internal strength, soon failed to overcome the pressure and dug into the ground.

"Ugh!"

The pressure was as if the whole body was twisted. It seemed like a mountain fell on his head. It doesn't hit hard, it weighs down with ridiculous force. As if trying to kill a bug.

‘This- This is Shaolin.….'

The martial arts of Shaolin is the martial arts of heaviness.

Continuous and repetitive training to the point of frustration.

It is a martial art that is built up by simply walking and walking on a rough and long road that ordinary people do not even dare to step on through a practice that is closer to asceticism than training.

The essence (극의(極意)) of that martial art was now appearing in the world through Hye Yeon's hands.

"Euuuaaaat!"

Do Kyulso screamed and waved both hands vigorously.

But it's no use.

The evil internal strength (사기(邪氣)) emanating from his Poison Hand (독수(毒手)) were just powerless in front of Hye Yeon's energy, which contained the power of Dharma (불법(佛法)).

A majestic power flowed constantly, and his wide legs were firmly rooted in the ground.

A great tree. (거목(巨木).)

Large, sturdy giant trees live for thousands of years, unshaken by typhoons. The martial arts of Shaolin engraved on Hye Yeon's body were enough to make him a giant.

"Euaaaa! Bastaaaard!"

Blood spouted from Do Kyulso, which failed to overcome pressure.

‘D*mn it.’

Yado looked around quickly with trembling eyes.

It's not good.

In order to survive on the battlefield, the ability to grasp the situation was essential. He is a warrior who has survived so many battles that he is called Yado (야도(野刀)). He already knew that this battlefield was tilted to one side.

There is no chance of winning.

'I have to leave.'

There was no such thing as a hobby of dying with his subordinate. For some it may be romantic, but for Yado it just felt like a dog's death.

Where in the world is more important than your own life?

He also had to pull out before the situation became more unfavorable and the retreat was completely blocked.

Of course, Bangju will be furious, but if he doesn't return to Myriad Man House, it's enough. Let's get away with moderation ...….

Swaeaek!

"Keuk!"

Yado let out a heavy breath and blocked the flying sword.

Kaang!

The sword spun around and came in after Yado's neck.

As soon as he reflexively pulled his body back, the edge of the sword that had stabbed in blew out dozens of plum blossoms.

Yado's eyes were wide open.

"Damn!"

He strengthens his blade energy more. The energy, which exploded with a thunderous sound, swept away the Plum Sword.

"Huuk!"

However, Yado's face was not comfortable at all, even though he prevented his opponent's attack.

'This punk!'

"You look pretty urgent, don't you?"

The swordsman in a white coat that looked like a Gisaeng looked at him and chuckled a little.

Yado bit his lips without realizing it.

'He's getting stronger.'

It's absurd, but this guy was growing even while fighting him. No, it's not just him. All the guys here look different from when they first fought.

‘Growth? No, that's ridiculous.'

Growth is the result of training. Of course, it is said that a single sword wielded in actual combat is more effective than hundreds of swords wielded alone, but that alone does not explain it.  It's not like this is the first time they grab a sword to battle. 

'…First time?'

Yado's body flinched.

It was only then that he remembered. It will be the first time they have been put into a proper battle.

'Is it more about embodying rather than growing up?'

Those who go into action tend to harden. Even those who have gained a near-perfect sword by swinging and swinging countless swords are likely to hesitate when swinging a sword at an actual person.

And that little hesitation twists the sword and erodes their skills.

But this battle made them get used to it.

They understood directly with their head and body how the swords that swung in the air were used in actual battle.

So how can they not improve?

‘Does this mean they had a good experience thanks to Myriad Man House?'

His stomach swelled up.

It was Yado who believed in talent and sense rather than training, but at some point, he met a wall that could no longer be surpassed. Therefore, it turned his stomach upside down to see the talent that has not fully blossomed yet radiate light.

However, for now, it was more important to live and hide than to be overwhelmed in emotions.

But then Baek Chun stared at him with sharp eyes.

"You're losing weight."

"……."

Yado flinched slightly and looked at him.

There were so many wounds caused by the opponent’s dao, but the young warrior's eyes were staring straight at Yado with supreme brilliance.

The eyes of a warrior who has no doubt about his path.

It was so blinding that he couldn't bear to look at it.

“Are you only putting your weight forward when you face an opponent you can win?”

"……."

"There's something the damn guy said. Eyes say will, but feet touch reality. The most pathetic kind are the ones who vent their anger with their eyes, but their feet are left behind."

Baek Chun's words were painfully lodged in Yado's heart.

"Do you want to run away? Then I'll show you the fastest way. If you cut me, there will be no one to stop you. Don't you think so?"

Yado's face flushed red.

As he began to drink blood on the battlefield, a man who would have been nothing but a baby is talking and looking down at him.

What other humiliation would there be?

'I was once... … .'

Yado grasped the dao with both hands.

There's nothing good about having a lot of thoughts. He is of the simple side.

"Good, young man! I'll make you regret it!"

"As much as you want!"

Yado shouted and rushed forward.

It was still very crude. But the dao containing his anger was as strong as if it would crush Baek Chun's whole body.

Like the waves of the sea hit by a typhoon.

Baek Chun slightly stiffened his face as he saw the energy sweeping his front.

But he had no intention of backing down.

'I built it up.'

Not running away.

While enduring Chung Myung's radical training, he also performed individual training. Even if it is slow, he persevered, firmly believing that if he takes one step at a time, one day he will be able to reach the level he envisioned.

Those times will be piled up at his feet now.

'It's not something you can take with your strength.'

His sword is Mount Hua's sword.

It's not a sword that hits the opponent with force.

Baek Chun's sword edge trembles lightly. Soon, the plum blossoms, which had sprung from the stem, faced the dao’s storm.

'First one.'

He heard it so hard that it was nailed in his ear.

No matter how flashy and colorful the attack is, there is always a precedent. Even an attack that unfolds in an instant is nothing more than a series of flows that unfold in sequence if time is split.

Baek Chun's world flows slowly.

The trajectory of Yado’s blade, which seems almost impossible to block, was clearly unfolded.

‘Here!’

Plum blossoms flooded into one place.

Sword and dao.

It can't be stopped with force. But if he can't stop it with one try, he can stop it twice, and if he can't stop it with two tries, he can stop it again and again.

Blocking, blocking, and then just keep swinging until he finally pushed out.

Kagagang!

The sword of the plum blossoms fell down in the face of the violent tide. However, after the plum blossoms lost its strength and fell, a new plum blossomed again.

It's blooming again and again.

It doesn't have to be perfect. It's just enough to have the sword you need.

That's right.

It was the sword he had to pursue.

"This……."

There was panic in Yado's eyes.

Baek Chun's sword was rising to another level higher. The sword, which had been jagged a while ago, began to move with a strange sense of stability as if it had settled down.

‘What the hell is this?'

Magnificent.

And colorful.

However, the impression given to him by this gorgeous and gentle flow of plum blossoms was more like a wall made of steel.

A wall.

An insurmountable wall.

Yado's face turns white at the moment.

'How....'

It was just then.

"Aaaaaak!"

A desperate scream rang out. Yado's gaze instantly turned toward the sound.

'Do Kyulso!'

Do Kyulso, who was swept away by Hye Yeon's golden energy, was bleeding out. Yado, who had the scene clearly in his eyes, quickly turned his eyes again.

The maximum force was applied to his whole body.

A small gap.

A very small gap.

Just as he had no choice but to look away, it was clear that the young man was also fascinated by Do Kyulso and Hye Yeon's situation.

As proof of that, a small gap was formed in the sword that was flooding like a wave.

'Now...…!'

Paaat!

His foot hit the ground.

But his body was facing backward, not forwards. The moment he thought his opponent had an opening, his body chose to run away before his head could make a decision. (H: Ngl, he got me in the first half.)

'Ah...'

The gap between his head and body disturbed his posture. The energy, which had been stretched out, failed to exert its strength, and the legs that lifted up the body did not have proper strength.

And.

Baek Chun's eyes glowed through the gap in the plum blossoms and his eyes clashed in the air.

Paaaat!

The Plum Blossom Swordsmanship scattered in all directions at once, and the sword with the momentum to separate the world was struck in between.

A clear, arrogant, and unwavering sword.

Chwaaak!

A flood of Baek Chun's sword energy penetrated Yado's chest.

Sogok.

His chest cut long with a creepy noise.

Tak.

Down on the ground, Yado looked down at his chest and looked up to face Baek Chun.

Seuruk.

Baek Chun, shook his sword, and opened his mouth as he stared at Yado with his eyes wide open.

"It's the result of the way you've lived."

"……."

Yado, who was pouting his mouth as if he was going to protest, collapsed on the spot.

Thud.

Seeing him unable to close his eyes until the moment of his death, Baek Chun looked up at the sky for a moment.

'I'm still far from perfect.'

He admitted humbly. In terms of ability, it was his defeat.

If he had fought alone, of course he would have lost, and if Yado had fought without choosing to escape at the last moment, it would have been difficult for him to subdue alone.

It's just a lucky win.

But.

"I'm not like you."

Moving forward.

Accepting defeat and all the bitterness that comes with it.

Even if he was faced with something he couldn't handle, Baek Chun would not run away like Yado. Because there is nothing in the hands of those who run away and turn away from the way they should go.

Baek Chun turned around and shouted without any hesitation.

"I've knocked down Daeju of Myriad Man House! Surround the evil enemies!"

His voice roared over Mount Hua.

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