The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

A thrill ran through the Third Guest’s entire body.

It was a feeling he hadn't felt in a very long time.

Should he say it felt like a dry land swallowing water?

‘His stamina and internal energy must have reached their limit… it’s amazing, truly amazing.’

The Third Guest and Jin Sohyun had already fought for over a hundred exchanges.

Nevertheless, Jin Sohyun’s blue light was not extinguished, but rather burning even brighter.

Also, what was more surprising was that the flow of the Third Guest’s Five-Path Cutting Wheel Sword, which used unpredictability as its weapon, was gradually being blocked.

“Do I have to take out the fifth one after all! Kilkilkil!!”

The Third Guest couldn't stop this enjoyable fight.

“I’m so lucky.”

To be able to have such a fight right before he died, he was so happy.

So.

Just a little more.

“Do your best. So that I can go crazy with this joy!”

The Third Guest drew his last, fifth sword.

Five swords.

One sword was stuck in the ground, two were held in both hands, and the remaining two swords were placed on the back of his feet.

A truly strange starting posture.

Jin Sohyun tensed his body while feeling puzzled.

The sword technique of the Third Guest he had faced so far was very unconventional and sharp.

Not only the attacks using blind spots, but the four blades that came with a time lag moved organically as if they each had their own ego.

But now there were five swords.

All the swords from the five scabbards that were clattering on the Third Guest’s body had been drawn.

‘It’s going to be the real deal from now on.’

Jin Sohyun caught his breath and took out two flying swords.

The number of remaining flying swords was now three.

He didn't use the sword control technique to save as much internal energy as possible.

“This isn’t all the tricks you have, is it? If so, I might be a little sad.”

“You’ll know when you see it.”

“Please tell me it’s not the end.”

The Third Guest crossed the swords he was holding in both hands and swung hard at the fifth sword that was stuck in the ground.

Clang—!

With a metallic sound, the sword that was stuck in the ground flew like a dagger.

Its speed was so fast that Jin Sohyun had to counter it by throwing a flying sword instead of dodging.

Clang—!

The tips of the swords met, and sparks flew, and at the same time, the Third Guest and Jin Sohyun moved their bodies.

At the same moment, the two martial artists rushed toward each other.

The Third Guest kicked the back of his feet, sending two swords into the air, and then swung the two swords he was holding in his hands in succession.

Jin Sohyun, who had dodged the two slashes that had come quickly again by ducking his head, grabbed the flying sword in his bosom and the flying sword he was holding and swung them roughly.

“Heup!”

As the two martial artists swung the two swords they were each holding, a total of four swords met in the air and crossed.

The metallic sound created by the blades tangling with each other echoed unpleasantly.

At that moment, the Third Guest let go of the sword he was holding and grabbed the sword that was falling from the air, striking down like an axe.

At this, Jin Sohyun raised the flying sword he was holding and defended.

“Your chest is open.”

Jin Sohyun, who had raised his sword above his head, saw the Third Guest kick the two falling swords with his feet.

‘This…’

He twisted his body and dodged the first sword, but he couldn't dodge the remaining sword and was cut on the side.

It was an attack that he could have easily dodged under normal circumstances, but now he couldn't move his body due to the pressure he felt on his two arms.

“You haven’t forgotten, have you.”

The Third Guest said with a smile.

“That I have five swords.”

‘Five swords.’

The fifth sword, which he had forgotten for a moment, dug into Jin Sohyun’s chest.

When did it come?

Without even having time to think, Jin Sohyun twisted his waist and kicked the blade with his left foot.

‘His ability to cope is excellent.’

After a single exchange, the Third Guest quickly retreated and retrieved his sword as if nothing had happened.

“Phew…”

Jin Sohyun stopped the bleeding from the cut and then reached out his hand to call back the fallen flying sword.

The Third Guest, who was watching this, said in admiration.

“Sword control… it’s excellent. If you were in good condition, even I would have been in danger.”

“You’re wrong…”

Jin Sohyun caught his breath and then held a sword in both hands.

“It’s dangerous from now on.”

***

The Five-Path Cutting Wheel Sword Technique was the only five-sword technique remaining in the Central Plains, which was unfolded with five swords.

Because it was a sword technique that was only possible if one could handle five swords like one’s own limbs, there were almost no successors left.

Nevertheless, the Third Guest was the only successor of the Five-Path Cutting Wheel Sword Technique.

Not only his innate martial talent, but also his outstanding brain and ability to judge situations.

He was literally the epitome of versatility.

Thanks to that, the Third Guest could face and defeat any opponent he met, and with this power, he had fought and survived against numerous strong people in the Central Plains.

But.

This was the first time.

‘It’s like I’m facing myself.’

Five flying swords were stuck around him.

These were all Jin Sohyun’s.

“Heup!”

As Jin Sohyun’s flying sword flew in quickly, the Third Guest prepared for a counterattack.

But before he could even get into position, a flying sword flew in from the blind spot on his left.

If he hadn't read the change in the flow of the air.

‘I couldn't have dodged it.’

The Third Guest tilted his body and barely dodged the flying sword, and then deflected the flying swords that came in succession.

‘A counterattack…’

In a fight, offense and defense usually take turns, but the Third Guest was overwhelmed just by defending against the one-sided attack.

‘It’s dizzying, so dizzying!’

The blades that came from all directions were each imbued with a strong energy.

The Third Guest barely blocked the flying sword that was thrusting in from behind his back and took a long breath.

“It seems we’re about to move on to a fight of ultimate techniques.”

Anyway, the internal energy remaining in Jin Sohyun would not be much.

He would also be aiming for a big one.

The Third Guest threw four swords into the air at the same time and then leaned his body forward.

“First Sword, Gate Breaking.”

The Third Guest, who had rushed to Jin Sohyun in just two steps, swung down his first sword.

The most basic sword technique, the downward slash.

But the power contained in it could by no means be ignored.

Jin Sohyun threw two swords at the same time.

The flying swords imbued with the power of lightning clashed with the Third Guest’s first sword in order.

Kwaang— Kwaang—!!

The lightning ki exploded, and the Third Guest’s first sword was blocked.

“Second Sword.”

As the first attack was blocked, the Third Guest grabbed the second sword that was falling after it with his left hand and crossed his two arms, pulling them behind his shoulders.

“Twin Severance.”

The two crossed swords cut through the space horizontally.

At the sharp sword momentum, Jin Sohyun unfolded the Shadowless Divine Step and escaped from the radius of the sword.

‘Was I a little late?’

The front of his clothes was cut, and blood spurted out.

A tingling pain was felt in his chest.

“Third Sword, Cross.”

As the Third Guest’s sword drew a cross and threw a sword ki, Jin Sohyun countered it by throwing a flying sword again.

Crack!

The flying sword was deflected, and the Third Guest grabbed the fourth sword in his hand.

“Fourth Sword, Explosive Chain.”

The four swords created a storm of sword ki and came, exploding the condensed sword ki.

At the offensive that exploded like a lightning bomb, Jin Sohyun imbued his flying sword with internal energy and shot it into the center of the storm created by the four swords.

It was the Explosive Flying Sword.

Kwaang—!!

A roar and vibration as if several lightning bombs had exploded at the same time continued several times.

And in that storm, the Third Guest, leaving the four shattered swords behind, gripped the last, fifth sword in his hand.

“Fifth Sword, Creation.”

A brilliant sword aura was created from the Third Guest’s sword, which was raised high to the sky.

“Take this, Jin Sohyun.”

The moment the Third Guest’s last sword approached, Jin Sohyun grabbed the tenth flying sword he had been keeping in his bosom until now.

‘If it’s now.’

Thump, thump, thump—!!

His heart beat fast.

And the end of the ultimate technique of a super master who handled sword aura with all his might was approaching.

Jin Sohyun endured and waited until the blade was right before it touched his body.

And at that moment, when death was near.

Jin Sohyun held out his tenth flying sword.

With all his internal energy.

The final realm of the Flying Heaven Ten Sword Art.

Nothingness.

The Sword of Nothingness.

Jin Sohyun’s tenth sword, which was moving at a slow speed, met the Third Guest’s last sword, which was approaching with creation.

The moment the blade and the blade met.

Jin Sohyun’s Sword of Nothingness pierced the Third Guest’s fifth sword.

He didn't feel any rebound force.

He just felt that something was approaching.

And when he realized that he couldn't block or avoid it.

The Third Guest looked down at his own left arm with a dazed face.

His own body, which should have been there, did not exist.

“Ha…”

The sword in the Third Guest’s hand, having lost its purpose, cut through the air and then broke in half.

“What did I just see?”

“A flying sword.”

“I’ve never even heard of such a martial art existing.”

The power to annihilate everything it touched.

The Third Guest said in a dejected voice.

“I… was lucky.”

Before his words could end, Jin Sohyun’s hand approached.

***

“You’re staring blankly at something, unlike yourself.”

At the voice of Pyo Ung, which was circling his ears, Ma Seongun, who was in a carriage, raised his head.

“It’s a shame you missed the Ten-Armed Blood Ghost, but we still have a chance.”

“…”

Ma Seongun ignored Pyo Ung’s words and drew the Bloodstone Sword from his waist.

The one and only treasured sword of the Blood God Cult, with a blade as red as blood.

A clear wound existed on the sword, which could not be scratched even with any power.

A wound that seemed to have been made by a blade.

‘What was that?’

At the end of the fight with Kang Cheon, he had shown a strange power.

That power, which seemed to be usable only once, was something that even the great Ma Seongun could not dare to face.

At first, he had tried to block it with his sword, but seeing the Bloodstone Sword being pierced without any resistance, he had unfolded the Shadowless Divine Step with all his might.

What if he had met Kang Cheon without knowing the Shadowless Divine Step?

‘I would have died on the spot.’

It was a funny thing.

He had returned from the future, embraced the Blood Jade, and had taken the power and martial arts of numerous masters.

He had become much stronger than his past self.

Nevertheless, Ma Seongun had stepped on the threshold of death.

“The world is wide.”

“Huh? What’s with the sudden…”

“I have to get stronger.”

‘A guy who is already strong enough… do you have to have such greed to become as strong as you?’

The Thousand-Man Squad selected by the Heretic Path's Alliance.

The Hundred-Man Squad that had survived the hellish training and selection tests.

And again.

The ones who had survived the terrible training and cruel tests that he didn’t even want to remember were the Ten-Man Squad of the Heretic Path's Alliance, including Pyo Ung.

They were incomparably stronger than the late-stage prospects of the righteous martial world.

But the most outstanding existence among them was Ma Seongun.

‘Even back then, he was an absurdly strong fellow.’

Pyo Ung was vaguely feeling it.

If a war between the Heretic Path's Alliance and the Martial Alliance were to break out in the future, Ma Seongun would be at the center of that war.

And next to him.

‘I hope I am.’

Pyo Ung said, suppressing his own burning desire.

“If there’s anything you need, just say it. I’ll help with anything that my hands can reach.”

“…”

Ma Seongun, who was throwing his gaze out the window, said briefly.

“I need a strong martial artist. I still… have to take more.”

Since he had taken the Blood Jade and the gate had opened.

Ma Seongun always felt hungry.

A terrible hunger that could not be filled with food, alcohol, or women.

He knew.

To appease this hunger, he needed the blood of more strong people.

“Pyo Ung.”

“Speak.”

“Among the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains… who else is there?”

(End of Chapter)