Chapter 153
My first impression of Go Mun-tak was that I had seen him somewhere before.
I don't remember exactly who that face is. It's like a faint impression remains, or maybe not.
I even feel like it's just a similar person who remains in my memory.
"You're watching for quite a long time after acting like you're going to charge right in."
He said to me sarcastically.
For now, I shook my head slightly to clear my mind of distracting thoughts.
For now, whether he is someone I know or not is not very important.
Apart from that, I feel a considerably strong energy from him.
And to be able to feel that Senior Brother Unjeong's energy and my energy are similar means that his sense of energy is also quite good.
Considering that ordinary Unorthodox Faction martial artists' sense of energy is not outstanding compared to the amount or destructive power of their internal energy, it means that the martial art he has learned is a good martial art, even if it is an unorthodox one.
"Who is your master? It seems he has taught you a proper martial art."
At my question, Go Mun-tak doesn't answer and just smiles.
Usually, villains often blabber on before a fight, saying things like, 'Since you're going to die soon, I'll teach you one thing.' But Go Mun-tak doesn't seem to be that kind of guy.
"The person you are facing now is not my master, but me, so it's not important who my master is."
"I didn't ask because I thought you would tell me. Well. I'll have to find out who the leader of the Evil Way Alliance is someday."
When the words 'leader of the Evil Way Alliance' came out of my mouth, his expression changed a little.
He probably thought I didn't know that he was a disciple of the leader of the Evil Way Alliance.
"I don't know where you heard what, but you have one more reason to die."
"Unfortunately, I don't want to die yet. I have more reasons to live."
"Insolent thing. I don't think any more conversation is necessary."
"I agree. Will you tell me the rest of the things I'm curious about if I defeat you?"
"That's what I wanted to say. I'll listen slowly to how you found out about me."
Go Mun-tak also raised his weapon.
The weapon he uses is a broadsword with a thickness of an adult's forearm.
Judging by the shape of the weapon and his body, he seems to be a type of martial artist who fights by using his long arms to make the radius of rotation as large as possible and pressuring the opponent with strong destructive power.
He began to approach me, stepping on his footwork.
Compared to the energy he has, his footwork doesn't seem that special.
It is evidence that he did not learn advanced martial arts from a young age, but has suddenly become strong recently.
The guy strongly swung his arm and sword.
As I had expected, it is an attack that uses his body as an axis and extends his arm and sword long to maximize the centrifugal force.
It seems the range will be longer than I thought if I try to avoid it, and the destructive power will be strong if I try to block it.
Of course, there is nothing I can't avoid with my footwork, and there is nothing I can't block with my strength.
However, I am contemplating which of the two will be more effective.
'Block it.'
I feel that I don't want to be looked down upon by an opponent I'm facing for the first time.
Above all, if he is a disciple of the leader of the Evil Way Alliance, even more so.
Because I will have to face the leader of the Evil Way Alliance someday, and I shouldn't be scared of his disciple.
When the sword and the broadsword collided, a sound that rang in the ears spread out.
I had put a considerable amount of energy into my sword, and it meant that Go Mun-tak's broadsword also had an energy of a similar size to mine.
The energy of each other, which had not been completely dismantled, turned into wind and strongly scattered each other's hair.
"Keuk!"
Although I was not harmed at all, Go Mun-tak let out a small groan and stepped back.
Even if he has recently gained a strong energy, how to use it is a completely different matter.
Due to the experience of my previous life and the mystery of the Taiji that I learned at the Wudang Sect, I was able to resolve most of the shock that came into my sword, but Go Mun-tak didn't seem to be at that level.
I strongly pushed my back foot into the ground as an axis and put strength into my leg.
At the same time, I let out the strength that had gathered in my leg as if releasing it to the ground and took a step towards him.
As I moved my steps, the true energy accumulated in my body becomes more and more powerful.
I began to naturally use my body as a passage and put that true energy into my sword.
And in that short time that I approached him, I swung the sword, which contained layers of accumulated internal energy, at him.
Although a sharp metallic sound was made, I can vividly feel my internal energy, which had flowed through the guy's broadsword, passing through his elbow and exploding at his shoulder.
Although I'm not the type to enjoy this kind of tyrannical fighting style, a person feels the greatest despair when they are defeated in what they are most confident in.
How many people has Go Mun-tak crushed with his strength until now?
Now he will know what it feels like to be crushed.
"Ugh!"
He let out a groan for a moment, grabbed his shoulder, and turned his body half a turn to barely resolve the remaining force.
And he is preparing to somehow receive my sword while keeping a minimum distance from me.
A smile almost spread across my face without my realizing it.
For now, I don't know about anything else, but the guy is very sturdy. It seems that hitting him a few times won't even leave a mark.
"Is it bearable? Since your footwork is not properly equipped, you can't face me from a good position."
"Shut up!"
Go Mun-tak shouted and rushed at me again.
It is an attack with a slightly different atmosphere from before.
He is not just swinging his broadsword with one stroke, believing in his strength and internal energy, but he has chosen a close-quarters combat by holding the hilt of the broadsword short. It seems he is more confident in this kind of brawling.
However, I didn't bother to face him and stepped back on my footwork to get far away from him.
Looking at him who was looking at me with a dumbfounded expression, I smiled.
Because there is no need to fight in the fighting style that the opponent is confident in.
"Yi-ik...!"
As if he had noticed my intention, he began to move his sluggish legs hard to approach me.
Because it was such a rudimentary footwork, it felt as if I could clearly see what path he would take to approach me.
I preempted the path he was taking with the Flowing Cloud Lightness Skill and swung my sword once more.
Go Mun-tak couldn't resolve the shock again and had no choice but to step back.
As if the shoulder that had been shocked a little while ago had been shocked again, he instinctively touched his shoulder.
I could see his condition at a glance.
'If we clash a few more times like this, the guy won't be able to use his shoulder for a while.'
The sword I have been swinging since a while ago has the mystery of the Nine Palaces Sword Art mixed in it.
The Nine Palaces Sword Art is one of the most tyrannical sword arts among the sword arts of the Wudang Sect.
It will be difficult for the guy to accept the fact that he is being pushed by a child with a small build like me.
"You bastard!"
At that moment, his atmosphere and the sharp energy he was emitting suddenly began to change.
As if he were unleashing all the strength he had hidden for the last moment, he emitted a ferocious momentum.
The guy kicked off the ground and approached me.
Although it is a poor footwork, the speed itself is fast because he has put in a foolish amount of energy.
But, I can predict all of the guy's movements, which are simply fast.
I turned my body half a turn to avoid the guy's broadsword that was coming down from above, and then with that rotational force, I strongly struck Go Mun-tak's chin with my left fist, which was not holding the sword.
At the same time as the heavy feeling in my hand, I felt something break.
It seemed the guy's jawbone was broken.
I swung my sword to finish the guy off, but.
Whether it was a coincidence, or whether he had exerted a superhuman strength on the brink of death.
Although it was clear that the pain would be considerable, Go Mun-tak appropriately swung his broadsword to block my sword and then moved far away.
"Shall we stop? If you surrender and tell me about the Evil Way Union and the leader of the Evil Way Union, I might spare your life."
"Mi-tin-ho-ri."
"What? Did you say 'crazy talk'?"
I let out a small laugh without my realizing it, and the guy's face turned red.
Although the pain must be painful, seeing the guy who can't even pronounce properly because his jaw is broken, I even feel a little sorry for him.
As I was about to deal with Go Mun-tak and finish the recapture of the Shi-yue Pavilion...
'What is it?'
An ominous gaze felt from somewhere.
What should I say. It feels like a sticky and malicious gaze.
When I roll my eyes and look around, his subordinates are not even thinking of interfering in our fight.
'It's not those guys. What on earth is it?'
This kind of uncomfortable energy should never be ignored.
One of the biggest reasons I was able to survive for a long time in the martial world was that I didn't act rashly when I had this kind of feeling.
I deliberately shook my head here and there and acted as if I already knew that someone was hiding and watching me.
Then, a man appeared from behind the building where Go Mun-tak had come out.
He had a smile on his lips, as if something was so funny.
"What. How did you know? I thought I had hidden my presence properly."
He spoke to me in a friendly manner, as if he had known me for a long time.
A handsome face, long hair tied back.
And a scar that ran from the side of his ear to the end of his chin.
I know who that guy is.
'Why is the leader of the Four Tyrants Union, Dokgo Jugwak, here...?'
The Four Tyrants Union is a gathering of Unorthodox Factions that rules the entire Sichuan Province.
Sichuan Province is one of the largest provinces in the Central Plains, and the Unorthodox Faction group that rules that large land has an enormous scale and is not to be trifled with.
Although the Emei Sect and the Cheong-seong Sect of the nine sects and one gang, and the Sichuan Tang family, one of the five great families, exist in Sichuan Province, they cannot control the Four Tyrants Union, so an uncomfortable coexistence continues.
'Wait. Is he not the leader of the Four Tyrants Union yet?'
Although I thought for a very short time about where his position was now, I realized that thinking about it was not very meaningful, and I soon blew away that distracting thought.
"Who are you?"
I deliberately pretended not to know him and asked.
Because it was obvious that he would think it was strange if I acted as if I knew him.
"Me? I don't really want to tell you who I am. But, should I say I'm the senior brother of this guy you were just brawling with?"
"Senior brother? Are you also a disciple of the leader of the Evil Way Union?"
"Huh? You already know that much? It's going to be ambiguous to spare you."
"Two disciples of the leader of the Evil Way Union were here. Is this brothel that important?"
At my question, he burst out laughing and then waved his hands and said, "No. No. It's not like that. I don't know if we eat this entire brothel street, but this one brothel is not even enough to satisfy my appetite. I already have many brothels of this level in Sichuan Province. I came here today on an errand to deliver my master's words to this junior brother. My master trains me so hard that this is the only way to run away."
He rambled on about things I hadn't even asked, and then he continued with a bright smile, "Well. The idle talk was long, but you go back now. I'll spare you today because I'm in a good mood."
"You're saying some funny things. I came here today to reclaim this brothel. I'm also in a good mood today, so I think it's okay to just let you go. Just leave your junior brother's neck."
"No matter how much of a half-wit and a fool he is, he is still my junior brother. I can't let him die."
"Ah. Really? Then let's do this. Take your junior brother and disappear. And make sure your junior brother never sets foot in this brothel again."
Dokgo Jugwak and I exchanged words with smiling faces.
Dokgo Jugwak giggled and then said to me, "You're not in your right mind either, are you? What's your name? I think it's worth remembering."
"What do you mean, 'you too'? You're the only one who's not in your right mind. And you didn't tell me who you are either, did you? I won't tell you either."
"Really? Then will you tell me if you get hit a few times?"
"That's what I wanted to say. I think we get along quite well."
"That's what I'm saying. You'll be fun to beat up."
He half-drew his sword from its scabbard and began to walk forward slowly.
At that time, from behind him, Go Mun-tak shouted in a voice that was better than before, but still slurred, "Senior brother! Just a moment... I can still face him. I haven't lost yet..."
But, he soon stopped talking.
Because Dokgo Jugwak had opened his eyes wide and was staring at him.
"Junior brother. Shut up. If you say one more word, I'll kill you and say you died to that guy. There are too many witnesses around. You'll all die too."
He returned to his bright smiling face and looked at me.
I began to get a little tense as I looked at him.
'He's a real madman.'
Originally, a madman is more frightening than a strong one.
Because you can't predict what he will do.
I can't predict what his skills will be like now. One thing is for sure... it seems it will not be an easy fight.
(End of Chapter)