The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

Fist technique and flying sword technique.

The common point of the two martial arts could be said to be the release of power.

The reason Jin Sohyun had patiently watched the movements of Ju Opal, who was being called a commoner by Beomgang, was because of the one and only martial art he had shown.

It was because of Fajing.

If he could put the mystery of Fajing, which released a huge amount of power by concentrating and releasing it in an instant, into his flying sword.

He could surpass the realm of the Flash Lightning, the fastest sword technique in the Flying Heaven Ten Sword.

And that speed was something that even the Manggoe, who moved agilely in response to killing intent, could not dodge.

Ping—!

The moment the sound of the flying sword was heard, Manggoe finally realized that his body had been pierced.

The sound could not keep up with the speed.

The Manggoe, who had met his death without even being able to scream, collapsed.

Fifty Manggoe.

It was their first death.

And Mangryang’s eyes, who was watching this, became fierce.

‘Fast.’

He had watched hundreds of deaths, and in the process, he had experienced countless fights.

But this was the first time he had seen such a threatening attack.

Shik— shik!

As Mangryang opened his mouth and made a metallic sound, the Manggoe began to move busily.

They became a huge wave and split in all directions.

Soon, the Manggoe, who were moving bizarrely, emitted killing intent from all directions.

“Wh-what!?”

Beomgang, who was facing the Manggoe with his back to Jin Sohyun, was greatly surprised and quickly looked around.

The malice and killing intent that the Manggoe were emitting had a substance and swelled up greatly.

As if darkness had fallen even though it was broad daylight.

The surroundings became dark.

‘A formation?’

Jin Sohyun realized that the way the Manggoe were moving in unison was reminiscent of the formations he had learned at the Blue Dragon Daoist Temple.

The Manggoe came, flashing their blades in the darkness they had created.

Their speed and order were very irregular.

“Front and right.”

“What… w-woah!”

Beomgang, who had barely dodged the blade of the Manggoe coming from the front, threw a fist strike to the right as Jin Sohyun had told him.

Paang!!

Beomgang’s fist strike, filled with internal energy, and the Manggoe’s curved sword clashed in the air, making a loud noise.

‘Don’t tell me… he told me the order and direction of those monster guys coming at me?’

It was hard to understand.

Jin Sohyun’s gaze was always fixed on his front.

That meant that he had found out who would come at Beomgang without even seeing it with his eyes.

‘I don’t know the end of it.’

Beomgang, who was feeling a chill in a different sense from the monsters, had to extend his fist without a break to shake off the Manggoe that were rushing at him.

In the meantime, Jin Sohyun, after shooting a flying sword imbued with lightning ki, held the sixth flying sword in his hand and took a breath.

He took a step with his left foot and aimed the flying sword he was holding with his right hand at the target.

And the following Fajing.

The flow of power that had started from the soles of his two feet that were supporting his body went up his lower body, spread throughout his entire body, and then gathered again in his upper body, finally gathering in Jin Sohyun’s right hand.

All the muscles, nerves, and joints were like a written script.

At the exact moment.

He concentrated his power with a precise movement.

Paang—!!

It could not be chased by sound. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The moment you feel something coming, you have to dodge first.

Mangryang, who had realized this from the death of his subordinate, threw himself the moment he saw Jin Sohyun aiming at him.

He didn’t even have time to see or feel Jin Sohyun’s movement or killing intent.

He just moved.

Only to live.

Kwa-ang—!!

The ground where Mangryang had been standing just a moment ago was dug up and exploded.

A destructive power as if a huge lightning bomb had exploded.

Mangryang lowered his posture as much as he could, let out a heavy breath, and then inhaled.

“As expected, the Explosive Flying Sword is a bit heavy?”

The more internal energy was put into the flying sword, the heavier it became.

As it was heavy, the speed of its flight also slowed down, so unlike the flying sword that was so fast that one couldn't even react, the Explosive Flying Sword was relatively slow.

“I can’t help it.”

Jin Sohyun threw the seventh and eighth flying swords alternately.

This time too, his touch contained the sincerity and mystery of Ju Opal’s 30 years.

Swaeeek—!!

Before the sound of the air being torn apart could even be heard, two flying swords aimed at Mangryang in succession.

Mangryang succeeded in deflecting the first flying sword by twisting his curved sword.

But the problem was that the second, the eighth flying sword, pierced his side.

“…”

Mangryang grabbed his waist and frowned.

‘A predator.’

Mangryang thought, looking at Jin Sohyun who was holding the ninth flying sword in his hand.

He was born ordinary, but he was raised as a predator.

He had chewed and swallowed the flesh of the person he had killed with his own hands and had quenched his thirst with the still-warm blood.

A predator.

And in front of him, another predator had appeared.

“Kuhuuu—!”

Mangryang let out a breath and dropped the curved sword he was holding in his hand.

Soon, Mangryang began to tear his own chest with his bare hands, and black blood began to flow from the torn wound.

The Manggoe who were watching this also tore their own chests with their fingernails.

Blood flowed.

Jin Sohyun, who was watching this, patted Beomgang’s back and said.

“Get out of here right now!”

“What!? I can still fight!”

“It’s poison.”

“Let’s run away quickly!”

Beomgang unfolded his lightness skill and tried to leave the place, but the Manggoe did not leave him alone.

As the wall created by the monsters blocked his front, Beomgang covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and frowned.

“Oh no…! There’s nowhere to go.”

“Be careful when you fall.”

“What do you mean… ugh! L-little brother, what are you doing…!”

Before Beomgang could finish his words, he was thrown high into the sky by Jin Sohyun.

“Liiiiittle broooootheeeer—!!”

Jin Sohyun, who had confirmed that the voice of Beomgang, who had flown in an arc, was getting smaller, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and looked around.

A purple poisonous smoke surrounded all directions.

‘It should be weaker than the Formless Earth Killing Poison.’

The poisonous gas that had already invaded through his skin was staining Jin Sohyun’s skin black.

It was a poisonous gas so strong that an ordinary martial artist would have collapsed, bleeding from their seven orifices.

Even when the surrounding grass and trees were being consumed by the poisonous gas and were dying, Jin Sohyun’s back was straight.

“Fortunately… I can still endure it.”

He felt his senses dulling and his body getting heavy, but he could endure it.

The problem was what came next.

The monsters that appeared in the poisonous gas were completely different from before.

Their skin had at some point turned purple, and their two eyes were shining red.

The monsters finally began to take on the form of true monsters.

“Kyaaak—!!”

As the Manggoe, who had put down their curved swords, scattered their sharp fingernails like blades from all directions, a sharp ki like a sword ki flew in from all directions.

Jin Sohyun quickly swung the two flying swords he was holding in both hands.

Clang clang clang!!

With a metallic sound that could not be said to be made by fingernails and blades, the Manggoe were deflected.

‘Are they trying not to give me a gap?’

The Manggoe rushed in without a break to block Jin Sohyun’s Fajing, which they could not dodge.

In the darkness filled with poisonous gas where one could not distinguish even an inch ahead.

The malice and killing intent that the Manggoe, who had grown up eating death, were emitting raged.

And in the center of it was Mangryang.

With his two eyes fixed on Jin Sohyun, he slowly caught his breath.

And spread the blade of his right hand.

Like a blade.

***

“Keuk! Damn it!”

Beomgang, who had been thrown by Jin Sohyun, stared at the huge black mass in front of him.

A thick killing intent that could make one’s skin tingle was flowing from the hemispherical mass.

‘If this continues…’

It seemed clear that even the great Jin Sohyun would not be able to endure.

The anxious Beomgang, without even a moment to catch his breath, approached the hemispherical black mass and raised his right fist.

Tyrant Emperor Swift Heat Fist, Scorching Heat Image Break.

Beomgang’s right fist, which felt a hot heat, burned the black mass.

Peong—!!

The black mass wriggled at the intense blow that could crush even a rock.

“It’s effective!”

Although his internal energy was being drained in chunks, he had no time to spare his internal energy now.

Beomgang took a stance again and extended his fist toward the black mass.

The black mass, which had been hit by the Scorching Heat Image Break in succession, swayed and then began to distort.

“It’s…!”

The joy was short-lived.

Beomgang gritted his teeth as he saw the two Manggoe that had jumped out from the mass.

“Do you know who I am to be attacking me!”

The disciple of the Fist King, Beomgang.

He dodged the sharp claw technique of the Manggoe, who were rushing at him, having lost their reason, and planted his fist in his chin.

Beomgang’s fist, filled with internal energy, hit the Manggoe’s chin hard, and with the sound of a bone being dislocated, the Manggoe staggered.

In the meantime, another Manggoe scratched Beomgang’s side.

His speed was so fast that Beomgang, who had not been able to dodge in time, gritted his teeth, feeling a pain as if he had been burned.

“Heueup!”

Beomgang’s fist struck the back of the Manggoe that had scratched his side.

At the same time, the Scorching Heat Image Break that had been performed was embedded in the chest of the Manggoe that was staggering from being hit in the chin.

Peok—!!

The Manggoe, with a clear fist mark and a caved-in chest, collapsed, spewing blood from its mouth and nose.

“Keuk!”

Beomgang, who had felt the poisonous gas from the Manggoe’s blood, stepped back and held his breath.

In the meantime, the Manggoe that had been hit in the back and had collapsed, sprang up as if bouncing and swung its hand.

Beomgang defended by crossing both his arms at the sharp claw ki.

“Tsk! Damn bastards!”

Although he had succeeded in defending, his hands and wrists were torn, and the wounds opened.

Poisonous gas seeped through them.

‘Poison!’

As he was poisoned, his two arms felt as heavy as if they had iron bars attached.

Also, his heart was beating several times faster than usual.

Nevertheless, Beomgang could not stop.

“Not… yet…!”

His little brother was still there.

He might be fighting a desperate battle, engulfed in poisonous gas, and running toward his end.

That’s why Beomgang had to move.

“I will definitely save you. This older brother!”

Beomgang dodged the sharp fingernails of the Manggoe that was rushing at him again by a hair’s breadth and grabbed his neck.

He pierced through the tough skin like a bear’s hide, twisted the hard muscles like an ox’s, and finally broke the neck bone.

Crack—!!

Even while his neck bone was breaking, the Manggoe struggled desperately.

The Manggoe’s fingernails made a mess of Beomgang.

Blood trickled down from between his torn front and torn skin.

“Keuleok…!”

Beomgang kicked the dead Manggoe and moved his gaze to the black pit.

“Little… brother…”

Beomgang’s one knee, which was moving forward, bent sharply.

‘Not… yet…’

As the staggering Beomgang barely raised his head and looked at the black mass.

The huge mass, which had only swayed at the ultimate technique of the Tyrant Emperor Swift Heat Fist, began to slowly scatter.

The black mass, which was emitting a purple smoke, tore and scattered.

In between, the corpses of dozens of Manggoe appeared, and the person standing in the center was Jin Sohyun.

Jin Sohyun, who was standing with a blood-stained flying sword in both hands, kicked the last Manggoe’s corpse with the tip of his foot, looked around, and then discovered Beomgang.

“Beomgang!”

Jin Sohyun, who had rushed to Beomgang without delay, realized that his condition was not normal.

‘The wounds…’

The wounds all over his body were stained purple.

‘I have to get the poisonous gas out first.’

Jin Sohyun, who had sat Beomgang down, placed both his hands on his back as he had when he was in qi deviation and closed his eyes.

Soon, Jin Sohyun’s internal energy quickly seeped into Beomgang’s body.

On the other hand, Mangryang, who had barely escaped the battlefield, let out a rough breath.

“Heok— heok—!!”

In his rapidly shaking eyes, a fear he had never experienced before was deeply seated.

“Mu Yu… Mu Yu… Mu Yu…”

Repeating the name of the head of the Heretic Path's Alliance, Mu Yu, without a break.

Mangryang ran away into the darkness.

Like a prey being chased by an invisible predator.

(End of Chapter)