Rebirth of the Thunder God

-Kudangtangtang!

Namgung Hui caught Mungchi's flying form and checked his complexion.

"Mungchi. Are you okay?"

"D-Dad. The Mad Wind Group leader. He was hiding his strength. He's much stronger than I thought..."

Namgung Hui, without even a moment to check Mungchi's condition, quickly dodged the huge energy that flew in succession.

Beads of Ki falling from the sky.

It was a skill called the Sword Pill.

It was a move that made him understand why Mungchi had been defeated like this.

It was too powerful for a mere bandit to perform.

‘He's definitely not born a bandit. This is a realm that's impossible unless one has trained systematically since childhood.’

Even reaching Sword Ki was difficult if one started late.

That was because one had to open the gate of life and death, and it was extremely rare to open it on one's own.

If one had such a talent, it would be reasonable to see them as being in the ranks of a great master.

Of course, such people did appear from time to time, and a person who had achieved such study would not be a mere bandit.

‘And even if one were to open the Baihui point on their own, being able to scatter Sword Pills is another matter.’

In other words, it meant that there was a master or a force that had supported him since he was young.

Perhaps he was a case of being raised under the Hoicheon Association since he was young.

Or he might be a talent scouted from another family or organization, like the Guanglong.

"Are you the one? The one who just sent the lamas back."

Namgung Hui put Mungchi's form down on the other side and answered.

"I didn't send them back. Rather, I tried to catch them, but their skill in escaping was not ordinary."

Wang Il, the leader of the Mad Wind Group.

Although his name was just the common surname Wang and the number one, the aura he exuded made even that plain name seem great.

"I heard something about the Great Hand Seal earlier. Did you by any chance learn the Great Hand Seal? But that's really in our Imperial Palace's secret repository. There's no way that place was robbed, and it doesn't make sense."

He still didn't know that the Imperial Palace's secret repository had been robbed.

As Namgung Hui had guessed, the Imperial Palace's secret repository seemed to still be in the emperor's hands.

At least, it must be a state where the Hoicheon Association could not enter and exit as they pleased.

"Then it seems I received it directly from His Majesty the Emperor."

"Huh? His Majesty the Emperor is not in a position to bestow anything on anyone right now... Oops. I almost said something I shouldn't have. Anyway. If I catch you and beat you up, I'll be able to find out something. Let's catch one monkey and a guy who looks like a pederast."

Namgung Hui almost stumbled.

Currently, Namgung Hui was in an ambiguous state, neither disguised as a woman nor with a disguise.

Although it was not impossible to mistake him for a pederast seeing that appearance, still, such an unpleasant misunderstanding was not welcome.

Namgung Hui, who had tied his hair up tightly, faced the large saber of the Mad Wind Group leader.

Since Namgung Hui still needed to hide his identity, he coated the seized Azure River Sword with Sword Ki.

-Kang! Kang! Kang!

Perhaps because he was the leader of the Mad Wind Group who knew how to throw Sword Pills, even his simple Ki had a different depth.

Every time he clashed swords with him, Namgung Hui's skin tingled.

And so, after exchanging several blows.

The leader of the Mad Wind Group briefly widened the distance from Namgung Hui and said.

"You're a rare master, unlike your appearance. Where did such a master come from?"

"That's what I should be saying. The martial prowess of a bandit group leader is at the Transformation Realm. This is what doesn't make sense."

"Haha! My vessel is indeed large for a bandit. But what can I do? If my superiors order me, I have to follow. Yes. I think I've caught my breath to some extent, so let's fight again."

Even from Namgung Hui's perspective, he was not a talent to be a leader of a bandit group.

Right now, from Namgung Hui's perspective, the Mad Wind Group leader in front of him was stronger than General Yi.

‘The bandits are also controlled by the guys from the Imperial Heaven, and the bandits are also playing in the hands of the guys from the Imperial Heaven. Are they really planning to take this whole world into their hands?’

Namgung Hui felt the need to subdue the Mad Wind Group leader in front of him in order to solve that curiosity.

Although he was a tremendous master.

If he were to face the masters of the Hoicheon Association in the future, he had to be able to subdue at least this much.

-Karararang!

The saber strikes poured down so quickly that even the sound could not follow them.

A feast of clashes that surpassed the speed of sound.

To the bandits who had lost their internal energy, it began to look as if only light was flashing.

And the figures of the two had disappeared at some point.

Flash! Kang! Flash! Kang!

Sword light rained down, and countless roars erupted.

It was so chaotic that one couldn't tell heaven from earth, to the point that one's soul would be sucked out.

"What's going on? Is our leader winning?"

"By the way, was our leader that strong? He's more of a monster than the monster lying over there."

"But the opponent is also amazing. How can a human body move so fast?"

That was a talent possible because Namgung Hui was overworking his nervous system and muscles through the opening of the electric poles.

But the Mad Wind Group leader in front of him had no such talent, yet he was keeping up with Namgung Hui's speed.

As expected, there were many strange people in the world.

Although he had inwardly looked down on him as a bandit, his basics were more outstanding than any master Namgung Hui had met so far.

‘To keep up with this speed means he hasn't been lazy in his external training. In a way, his preference for tall women might be because of the direction he's aiming for.’

Anyway, such impressions were not important to the match at all.

Now that he had grasped what kind of person the bandit leader was and what kind of talents he possessed, he decided to make a move.

Splitting Light Sword Art, 3rd Stance, Splitting Light Full Flash.

An intense light descended and filled the bandits' hideout.

Suddenly, as if the sun had risen, it seemed to blind them.

That was the same for the Mad Wind Group leader, who had faced the stance right in front of him.

Since this was the first time he had seen a martial art that emitted light like this, his vision had a problem for a moment.

"Keuk!"

It was a sword that Namgung Hui had swung to cut off his arm, but the Mad Wind Group leader twisted his body the moment he was cut and avoided a fatal wound.

Namgung Hui couldn't help but be impressed.

He had even performed an extreme fast sword in a situation where his vision was blinded.

He had thought he could take at least one arm at this level.

The opponent was not easy.

‘If this goes on, I might have to reveal my real martial arts. I have to finish it before that.’

Namgung Hui heated his Dantian with the One Yang Divine Art and then threw his dagger and his body together.

"You have a lot of dirty tricks!"

Dagger techniques and splendid footwork.

On top of that, he even scattered the Great Hand Seal and drove the enemy into a corner.

The white flash of the splitting light.

The black radiance of the Great Hand Seal.

On top of that, the flying daggers and the footwork that changed direction freely made it seem as if Namgung Hui were performing a clone technique.

In the end, his left arm was cut off first, and a fountain of blood spurted out.

Originally, he would have faced Namgung Hui with his subordinates, but since they had all been hit by the skill-scattering poison, it was not possible.

"Keuk! If only the vice-leader were here, I wouldn't have suffered such a humiliation...!"

"Phew... You're right. If that were the case, it would have been dangerous. But now I've won."

"It's not over yet... Damn it. I'm poisoned."

The Mad Wind Group leader, who belatedly realized he had been poisoned.

Since Namgung Hui had applied a deadly poison to the tip of his dagger, his poisoning was already in progress.

Because his internal energy was so powerful and his realm was high, the progress was so slow.

But since the poison had been directly injected into the wound, it was difficult to stop it from spreading through the blood during battle.

Since Namgung Hui had even made him lose his mind.

"You're a guy who fights more like a heretic than a bandit."

"For someone who's poisoned, you're quite carefree."

"It seems you have a friend from the Tang family. You've completely destroyed our Mad Wind Group with poison."

The Mad Wind Group leader, who seemed too peaceful.

A sense of unease was felt from his appearance.

Didn't it seem as if he were deliberately dragging time and watching for an opportunity?

Namgung Hui broke his weapon, the great saber, in half and asked.

"It seems you have something to believe in. Let's see how long that smile will last."

Although the Bone and Tendon Separation using Thunder Ki was impossible, he could still perform torture.

Especially if there were materials scattered around like this.

Namgung Hui crushed a lump of salt that had hardened like a rock and sprinkled it on the Mad Wind Group leader's wound.

"Kraak! You bastard! It seems you're really from the heretic faction. To be so cruel and without hesitation...!"

As the Mad Wind Group leader had said, the people of the orthodox faction generally had a resistance to such torture.

That was the same for most of the martial artists of the Sichuan Tang family.

Unless one were a professional torturer, one couldn't help but frown at such torture.

But Namgung Hui had been worn out since his past life.

Rather, he was duller to such scenes than most of the masters of the heretic faction.

So regardless of whether the Mad Wind Group leader struggled or not, he continued to sprinkle the salt that had hardened in the salt lake.

"S-Stop! What are you curious about? I'll tell you everything!"

"What are you dragging time for?"

"Of course, it's because of the joining of my comrades."

"The vice-leader and the executives?"

"Yes."

Namgung Hui didn't think he would lose to such riffraff.

Now Mungchi had also recovered his strength to some extent.

And the lamas, who were said to be quite threatening, had also left.

It would take at least a whole day for the remaining bandits to be detoxified from the skill-scattering poison.

But why was it still bothering him?

Why did he go so far as to torture him to get a definite answer?

The sense of unease that continued to be felt even though he had fully guessed the reason for dragging time.

The identity of that was soon revealed.

Because of the cold energy felt from behind his back.

-Swaeaek!

Namgung Hui, who dodged the secret palm technique that flew from behind, quickly turned his body.

A familiar yet somehow unfamiliar energy.

"Wang Il. You couldn't even complete the task you were given and ended up in such a state. I'm disappointed."

The identity of the chilling voice was General Yi, the successor of the Sunflower Manual of the current generation.

"General. I'm sorry for being incompetent. I will gladly accept my punishment, so please take care of the fellow in front of me."

Namgung Hui thought his request was absurd because he considered the Mad Wind Group leader to be stronger than General Yi.

How could he ask someone weaker than himself to save him?

But that thought changed when General Yi revealed his Ki.

Huuung...!

An energy that was definitely stronger than before.

So much so that it made him wonder how a person could change so much. General Yi had become much stronger, even faster than the speed at which Namgung Hui had grown.

‘The Sunflower Manual is really ridiculous.’

Besides that, he must have eaten the inner cores of spirit beasts and various spirit medicines like rice, but still, if the harmony of spirit, energy, and mind was not achieved, it was normal for one's realm to remain stagnant.

No matter how great a divine art the Sunflower Manual was, the fact that he had become stronger at that speed proved that General Yi's talent and effort were also considerable.

"Alright. I'll deal with the enemy first and then listen to the rest of the story. But where are the lamas, and why were you facing the enemy alone?"

"Ah. This fellow interfered, so the lamas all ran away. They fled, even performing a flexible art. It seemed impossible to chase them."

"They ran away?"

"I heard this fellow's palm technique was called the Great Hand Seal or something. It seemed they went to tattle to the Great Dharma King. But General. Is it true that the Great Hand Seal is in the Imperial Palace's secret repository? From what I saw, the palm technique this fellow performed also looked like the Great Hand Seal."

General Yi, whose eyes flashed at the words 'Great Hand Seal'.

Only then did he stare at Namgung Hui and fall into thought.

"Hmm. This is strange. The Great Hand Seal is definitely in the Imperial Palace's secret repository. Well, I can just check it right away."

Seuk!

General Yi, who performed a phantom-like movement in an instant and extended his hand blade at Namgung Hui.

Namgung Hui, while receiving that sharp attack, thought to himself.

‘General Yi. I can't let him live. I have to kill him here.’

The level at which he was getting stronger day by day was so much so that the word 'cheat' was not enough.

Just as the Fighting Immortal had not established the Divine Treasure Fortress to recover the Sunflower Manual for no reason.

If he let General Yi live, he couldn't guarantee that Namgung Hui would win the next time they met.

-Hwik, hwik, hwik! Sagak!

Even now, wasn't Namgung Hui barely receiving his hand techniques?

And in the last move, his collar had even been torn.

A level where he could not face him without revealing his true ultimate art.

He immediately increased his speed with the opening of the electric poles and drew his Thunder God Sword.

-Kang, kang, kang!

Perhaps because he had recognized Namgung Hui's sword, General Yi's expression changed strangely.

"As expected, it was you. Namgung Hui. You've come all the way to this remote region to interfere with our event. I don't know what my older brother is thinking, letting you be until now, but I'm not. I will kill you here."

"It's convenient that you've said what I was going to say. Then let's see who will die."

Just by the two of them raising their auras, the water that had collected in the salt lake evaporated, and a sandstorm spread in an instant, creating a whirlwind.

A natural disaster created by humans.

And so, the two of them immediately clashed and began to create another disaster.

(End of Chapter)