The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

Another one of the Four Guests.

The Third Guest was a cautious man.

Since the west and south were blocked, the prey they were driving would surely head east.

And this was as the Second Guest had thought.

The wanderers surrounding Honggang had discovered a group heading east along the mountain path.

And with that.

The fight began.

The wanderers trying to block and the group trying to break through.

The fight between the two groups flowed one-sidedly.

Naturally, the wanderers were defeated, and the group moved east at an even faster speed.

“…”

But the Third Guest did not move.

The reason was simple.

He preferred a mountain lord that moved alone rather than a beast that hunted in a pack.

And as he had expected, a mountain lord appeared.

West and south.

“Two in the west… one in the south.”

A clash between someone and the wanderers had occurred in the west and south, and the winner of the first fight and the continuing fights was the mountain lords who moved alone.

“Then where shall we go now.”

The Third Guest raised his heavy body.

The five swords he carried on his body clattered.

“West or south…”

The Third Guest, who was contemplating, took out a coin from his bosom and threw it high.

Heads for west, tails for south.

The coin that had spun and fallen landed on the back of the Third Guest’s hand.

“It’s west.”

It was heads.

***

“They’re rushing in without a break.”

Gu Jucheol, Gwak Myeong, and Tang Hocheol, who were at the front, had long since been covered in blood.

In particular, Gu Jucheol had already cut down over a dozen wanderers, and blood was dripping from his sword.

“The children?”

At Gu Jucheol’s question, Gwak Myeong looked back and asked.

“How is everyone’s condition?”

At his question, Hyeok’ugun said.

“There are no injured yet!”

“That’s a relief. Everyone, don’t let your guard down and fight while paying attention to your remaining internal energy. We have a long way to go.”

“Yes!”

“They’re coming again!”

At Tang Hocheol’s shout, Gwak Myeong gritted his teeth and raised his sword.

The number of wanderers they had already faced was over a hundred. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

But.

An even greater number of wanderers were rushing in like a wave.

‘Are you okay on your side, Jin Sohyun.’

Gwak Myeong recalled the favor that Jin Sohyun had asked for and swung his sword, deflecting the pouring blades of the wanderers.

‘Don’t break and move forward. Please.’

Gwak Myeong, who had tried to erase Jin Sohyun from his mind, shouted.

“Don’t stop and move forward!”

***

“How many has it been? How many were there… ugh…”

A foul smell came from Beomgang’s mouth.

Things that he couldn't tell if they were blood or sweat were flowing from his whole body, but he didn't even have time to wet his throat.

Of course, he didn't have time to eat leisurely.

“Beomgang. Take this.”

Beomgang caught what Jin Sohyun had thrown in a daze.

“Ugh! What is this?”

“A snake.”

As he had said, it was a part of a snake.

“Eat it. Before you collapse.”

Jin Sohyun was chewing on the snake and scanning the surroundings.

“That monster-like fellow.”

Beomgang, who was also chewing on the snake and looking around, quickly stretched out his fist and deflected a flying dagger.

“Keuk! Damn it!”

He had protected his hand with internal energy, but it was not enough.

Blood seeped from the back of his hand, which had been cut by the dagger.

“My precious blood…”

There was no time to feel sorry.

If he continued to bleed like this, he would surely collapse from anemia.

Beomgang quickly stopped the bleeding and looked around.

Arrows and poison-coated hidden weapons were flying in from all directions.

“You cowardly bastards! Let’s fight fair and square! You bastards!”

Beomgang’s shout scattered in vain.

The wanderers, who had recognized Jin Sohyun and Beomgang’s strength early on, had changed their strategy.

Instead of facing them head-on, they had decided to drain their stamina using bows or hidden weapons.

Thanks to that, Beomgang was in even more of a predicament.

“Damn it… little brother. There’s no end to this. Whether we die from an arrow… or collapse and die like this…”

“…”

Jin Sohyun nodded his head as if in agreement.

Nevertheless, the reason he was circling around the wanderers without running away was different.

‘It’s about time for them to appear.’

When he estimated that the number of wanderers who had appeared in Shanxi was about ten thousand, the number of wanderers who had blocked the west was about three thousand.

Of course, Jin Sohyun had no intention of killing all of them.

He didn't have the stamina, internal energy, or time for that.

Nevertheless, the reason he hadn't run away was because there was someone he was waiting for.

“Let’s move.”

“Phew… yes! Let’s go!”

As the two moved quickly with Jin Sohyun in the lead, the wanderers who were watching them from a distance also began to run in step.

Jin Sohyun, who was running in a straight line, stopped in his tracks and suddenly changed direction.

Thud-thud—!

Jin Sohyun, who had unfolded the Shadowless Divine Step and had gone deep into the forest, quickly avoided the arrows and hidden weapons that were shot from the surprised wanderers.

Arrows and hidden weapons grazed his cheek, hair, and between his arm and side.

“Th-this bastard! He must be tired by now! Kill him!”

The Dangranghoe, Chujonghoe, and Paldohoe rushed in at the same time.

The military formation of over two hundred wanderers in total rushed in.

“Phew!”

Jin Sohyun had to avoid the swords and sabers of the rushing wanderers and also the arrows and hidden weapons that were flying in without even caring about their allies.

Having no choice, Jin Sohyun deflected the sword of a rushing wanderer, grabbed the back of his neck, and held him up like a shield.

Thud— Thud—!

Arrows and hidden weapons were embedded in the wanderer’s body.

“Now!”

The wanderers thrust their swords and sabers from all eight directions.

Finally, a wanderer holding a spear pierced the corpse and aimed at Jin Sohyun.

“I got him!”

The wanderers thought they had finally succeeded in killing Jin Sohyun.

After the storm of blades ended, what was revealed was the figure of Jin Sohyun, who had avoided all the blades and spears.

“Damn… it.”

Jin Sohyun struck the necks of the wanderers who had come close and at the same time broke the spear shaft in two, grabbed a part of the broken spear, and threw it with all his might.

“Aaargh!”

Thud—!

The wanderer, whose neck was pierced by the thrown spear, slowly collapsed.

Kwaang—!!

With a rough explosion, the wanderers vomited blood and flew away.

“Come on… come on! This Beomgang will deal with you!”

Beomgang fought bravely, as befitting the one and only disciple of the Fist King.

His Tyrant Emperor Swift Heat Fist created hot scars on the bodies of the wanderers, and a single fist strike shattered at least two or three wanderers.

“Puhuu— puuu!”

Of course, as if he had reached the limit of his stamina, blood foam was leaking from Beomgang’s mouth.

‘He’s about to reach his limit.’

Jin Sohyun noticed that Beomgang had reached his limit.

Until now, he had been holding on with his innate strength and the internal energy he had inherited from the Fist King, but it seemed that this would not last long.

In the first place, Beomgang was not accustomed to fighting while controlling his internal energy like Jin Sohyun.

He was strong, but.

He lacked experience.

He had no knack.

“Come on! Come on!”

“Beomgang. Let’s retreat for now.”

It was a welcome suggestion among the things he had heard.

Beomgang shook his head vigorously and showed his blood-stained teeth, laughing.

“Haak… haak… that’s a good idea…”

Jin Sohyun appeared in front of Beomgang, and at the same time, his upper body was pulled forward.

“Ugh!”

Beomgang, who had rolled on the floor against his will, shot up and looked back.

“What are you…”

Beomgang’s next words could not be continued.

Because in front of his two eyes, Jin Sohyun was holding a sword with both hands.

“Little brother!”

Beomgang tried to help Jin Sohyun, but the wanderers who had appeared after him blocked his way.

“Get out of the way! You bastards!”

While Beomgang was struggling against the newly appeared wanderers, Jin Sohyun stared at the man in the bamboo hat who had appeared in front of him.

Blood was flowing from the two swords held in both hands.

The man had a strange expression.

“No one has ever caught my sword with their bare hands until now.”

“Should I be glad?”

“Of course. You’ve killed a lot of wanderers, but who are you.”

“It’s a secret. I’m a rather expensive person.”

“If I take your head, anyone will recognize you.”

“What number are you?”

“What number?”

“Yes. What number are you among the Four Guests?”

The Third Guest realized.

This bold man in front of him was not just fighting the wanderers.

He was waiting for him, one of the Four Guests of the Hao Sect.

“Hehe…”

The Third Guest was pleased.

Perhaps because he had lived a life that was not smooth, like a small boat on a stormy sea.

The life that had become static was boring.

The Third Guest, who had lived as the wind blew, as befitting his name of a traveler, finally, at the end of his life.

Thought that his quiet life had met its time.

“I’m lucky.”

“Why?”

“Because I met you.”

The Third Guest withdrew his sword and took five steps back.

And then he suddenly gave a greeting.

“The third of the Ghost Star: Phantom Guest. I am the Third Guest.”

Ghost Star: Phantom Guest.

Jin Sohyun circulated the internal energy he had saved while mulling over the real name of the Four Guests.

“I am Jin Sohyun.”

“As expected. Were you waiting for me?”

“Yes.”

“Then we are both lucky.”

“I agree.”

“Then now…”

The Third Guest let his sword droop so that the tip touched the ground and took off his hat.

“It’s time to see whose luck is better.”

***

The one who took the first move was the Third Guest.

His blade, which was stuck in the ground, quickly soared up, raising a cloud of dust.

While his vision was briefly blurred, two slashes flew in, piercing the dust cloud.

‘As expected, he’s fast.’

Jin Sohyun swung his sword twice and blocked the Third Guest’s slashes.

But the Third Guest’s slashes were not the end.

Five slashes, reflected by the blue light, came in succession, and the attack was also wide-ranging.

‘Arm, waist, knee.’

Each of the Third Guest’s slashes had a clear purpose.

The power contained in them was also terrifying, and there was nothing that could be dealt with lightly.

Having no choice, Jin Sohyun raised the internal energy he had saved and threw the sword he was holding with all his might.

“Flying sword!”

The flying sword imbued with lightning ki pierced the Third Guest’s face.

‘An afterimage?’

The scattering afterimage of the Third Guest.

At the same time, two swords aimed at Jin Sohyun’s neck and solar plexus and thrust in.

Jin Sohyun blocked the Third Guest’s attack with the two flying swords he had taken out from his bosom.

‘It’s light.’

For a decisive thrust, the sword was light.

The sound of the atmosphere being torn was heard by his ears.

Jin Sohyun, who had kicked the tip of his foot without even having time to raise his head, threw a flying sword at the same time as he retreated.

Clang—!

The flying sword, which had been deflected with a clear metallic sound, was embedded in the ground.

“Amazingly agile.”

The Third Guest was now holding four swords in his hands.

The Third Guest, who was holding two swords in his large hands, which were twice as large as others, sneered.

“You’re tired. You’re unlucky.”

“I agree.”

“But I will not be careless. A wounded beast is more to be feared. Moreover, if that beast is a mountain lord, the story changes.”

The Third Guest stepped on his footwork and rushed toward Jin Sohyun.

His speed was as fast as Jin Sohyun’s.

“I will not be careless until the moment I cut your neck. I will pour out everything I have.”

The Third Guest’s sword came in with a loud slash.

Dozens of sword paths made Jin Sohyun’s eyes dizzy.

“Heup!”

Shadowless Divine Step.

Jin Sohyun, who had escaped the space by unfolding Bieunggaek’s divine skill, aimed his flying sword forward and imbued it with internal energy.

The First Line Lightning of the Flying Heaven Ten Sword Art.

The first flying sword stretched out valiantly.

The Third Guest neatly deflected the flying sword with the two swords in his hands.

But following that, the second flying sword appeared in front of the Third Guest’s eyes.

‘This is.’

The flying sword grazed the side of the Third Guest’s face.

Blood flowed from his cheek and fell below his chin.

‘Did I dodge it?’

Although it was a decisive blow, the Third Guest had twisted the path of the flying sword with his blade.

If his reaction had been even a little late, Jin Sohyun’s flying sword would have pierced the Third Guest’s face as it was.

The Third Guest wiped the blood flowing from the wound on his cheek with the back of his hand.

“As expected, I’m lucky.”

(End of Chapter)