The Lazy Young Master of the Jin Clan

Although he was a lazy man, as his title, the Slothful Young Master, suggested, Jin Sohyun's memory was quite good.

In fact, he was able to remember and understand the complex subtleties of the martial arts that his three masters had taught him in turns just by seeing and hearing them once.

Therefore, Jin Sohyun could confidently say that he had no memory of meeting this man.

'He... looks ferocious.'

The man in front of him, who was exuding killing intent from his whole body, seemed to be full of the will to trample and kill Jin Sohyun right away.

"You... did you know that man?"

At Namgung Seolu's question from behind, Jin Sohyun had to shake his head desperately.

"No, I've never seen him before."

"I know you well, Jin Sohyun."

At Ma Seongun's continued confession, Namgung Seolu's gaze became even fiercer.

Jin Sohyun felt wronged.

He had been enjoying a sweet nap on the calm waves when he had been woken up by a series of roars and screams and had come running, but the man who had turned the next-generation talents of the Five Great Families into rags was acting friendly as if he knew him?

"I'll say it again, I've never seen such a ferocious-looking guy before."

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"I wish you would just shut up."

"So... please... just like the man in my memory, lay me down."

"..."

At the man's bizarre words, Namgung Seolu's pupils shook rapidly, and it was the same for Jin Sohyun.

"He was a madman."

Jin Sohyun glanced around to assess the situation.

Unfortunately, the support of the Namgung Family's martial artists seemed to be difficult for the time being.

Moreover, the powerful energy felt from the north seemed difficult to break through the men who were blocking the way.

'I need to buy time...'

Looking at the man in front of him, Jin Sohyun sighed silently.

'Can I do it?'

He was a man who had single-handedly defeated six next-generation talents of the Five Great Families.

Could I, who had only learned martial arts for a mere six years, win?

"Mmm..."

As Jin Sohyun hesitated, caressing the flying sword inside his robe, the man's face, which had been filled with joy, began to contort.

"Yes... it was like that back then too. You never once acknowledged me, and you ignored me."

"I think you're mistaking me for someone else..."

"Draw your flying sword, Jin Sohyun."

"It is me."

There would be no other man in this world with the name Jin Sohyun who could use the Flying Sword Technique.

"If you don't, I will kill them one by one in front of you."

As if to prove his words, the blade in the man's hand was aimed at the back of the collapsed Peng Sopung's neck.

"I'll kill this one first."

"Tsk!"

There was no more time to hesitate.

Jin Sohyun flapped his robe and took out two flying swords from his Secret Pouch.

"Finally!"

Ma Seongun's pupils, who had been waiting for this moment, flashed with a red fighting spirit.

Ping—!

The first flying sword flew towards Ma Seongun.

Its speed was very fast.

"As expected!"

Ma Seongun, while admiring, swung his sword as if drawing a half-moon and parried Jin Sohyun's flying sword.

Following that, a second flying sword flew behind Ma Seongun.

'Since when?'

The second flying sword, imbued with the power of the Flowing Wind, pressed Ma Seongun by drawing a wide arc instead of a straight line.

'If I turn around, a flying sword will come from the front.'

Knowing that a flying sword would fly in the moment he turned his gaze to parry the flying sword behind him, Ma Seongun kept his gaze fixed on Jin Sohyun and swung his sword wide, releasing his qi.

Pang—!!

As the second flying sword was also parried, Jin Sohyun frowned.

'I should have brought all ten if I had known.'

The number of flying swords Jin Sohyun had brought was five.

He had to defeat this man, who was crazy about slaughter, with them.

"Hoo—!"

Jin Sohyun inhaled and held two flying swords in both hands.

Soon after, a blue lightning flashed from the flying swords in Jin Sohyun's hands.

Ping—!!

The third flying sword, imbued with the power of the Lightning Flash, was shot, imbued with a strong lightning qi.

Its speed was so fast that Ma Seongun couldn't even blink.

'Fast and strong!'

Ma Seongun smiled, revealing his teeth with a very excited face.

The Jin Sohyun of his current life was as strong as the Jin Sohyun he remembered from his previous life.

That's why he wanted to know.

'Can I defeat Jin Sohyun!'

Ma Seongun's blade, which was exploding with a crimson light, strongly cut down Jin Sohyun's flying sword, which was imbued with the power of the Lightning Flash, from top to bottom.

Clang—!!

His palm tingled from the repulsive force felt in his grip.

'I blocked the first move...'

Ma Seongun's two eyes widened.

Another flying sword revealed itself behind the flying sword that had parried his.

'Two at the same time!?'

Another flying sword was hidden behind the flying sword that he had thought was one.

Because the two flying swords had flown in a straight line, Ma Seongun had not noticed it.

At the appearance of the fourth flying sword, which had appeared out of nowhere, Ma Seongun gritted his teeth and pulled his sword with all his might.

Clang—!

Ma Seongun, who had blocked the fourth flying sword by a hair's breadth, let out a rough breath.

"Huk— Huk—!!"

Ma Seongun's heart was no longer pounding with excitement or joy.

A familiar but utterly unbearable fear.

Ma Seongun, who had lowered his sword, stared at Jin Sohyun with bloodshot eyes.

"Why... didn't you aim for the head?"

Drip—!

Blood flowed from Ma Seongun's right hand, which was holding the sword, and wet the floor.

Currently, a single flying sword was stuck in his right shoulder.

It was Jin Sohyun's fifth flying sword.

"Then I'd have to kill you. I've never killed a person before, you see. And I made a promise."

"Hehehe... hehe... then and now... does it mean I'm no match for you?"

The difference in class.

The talent of the Heavenly Martial hidden under the bored face was too high.

'Perhaps the only moment I can defeat Jin Sohyun... is now.'

There were no more flying swords in Jin Sohyun's Secret Pouch, which was revealed inside his robe.

The most vulnerable weakness of the Flying Sword Technique was now revealed.

Ma Seongun pulled out the flying sword stuck in his shoulder and threw it on the floor, then glared at Jin Sohyun with sharp eyes.

In the meantime, Jin Sohyun was facing a rather difficult situation.

'Did I control my power too much?'

The plan Jin Sohyun had made was excellent.

He had performed the Flying Thunder Fang, which could deceive the opponent and launch a surprise attack, among the techniques of the Lightning Flash.

The Flying Thunder Fang existed with two names.

The first was the Flying Thunder Fang, and the second name was the Secret Thunder Fang.

Deceive the opponent with the first Flying Thunder Fang, and then kill the opponent with the second Secret Thunder Fang hidden right behind it.

For this, Jin Sohyun had controlled his power so as not to kill Ma Seongun, and at the same time, he had shot the fifth flying sword up into the sky.

He had performed the Heavenly Cone, which was imbued with the power of the Heavenly Hand.

Thus, the fifth flying sword had made it impossible for Ma Seongun to use his right shoulder, which was holding the sword.

He had planned to subdue Ma Seongun with this, but he had failed.

'There are no more flying swords left... what should I do?'

Since his understanding of the Heavenly Hand was not yet deep, it would take time to retrieve the fallen flying swords.

'That brat won't give me time... ugh! I should have brought just one more!'

Jin Sohyun blamed his lazy self for not bringing all the flying swords and said, glancing at Ma Seongun.

"How about you surrender now? You're bleeding quite a lot."

"I can't end our first meeting in this life like this."

"Could you please speak in a way I can understand?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. For now... just focus on me."

Ma Seongun held his sword with his left hand instead of his right and drew his internal energy.

In an instant, the air became heavy, and an ominously crimson energy surged from Ma Seongun's whole body.

'What should I do?'

It wasn't difficult to dodge Ma Seongun's attack, but the problem was that he shouldn't dodge his attack.

There were still six next-generation talents left on the boat.

While Jin Sohyun was contemplating how to block Ma Seongun's attack, a man's voice was heard from beside him.

"The form... is different... but with my sword... can you... perform your martial art?"

Turning his gaze to where the voice had come from, he saw Namgung Seong, who had come to his senses, smiling with blood dripping from his mouth.

"If it's possible... I'm willing... to lend it to you for a moment."

Namgung Seong extended his sword, squeezing out his last bit of strength.

"I can do it."

He had already used an escort's sword when dealing with the assassins.

Jin Sohyun took the sword that Namgung Seong had extended and faced Ma Seongun.

A ferocious momentum overflowed from the blade, which was dyed with a crimson sword qi.

"I'll have to go all out too."

Jin Sohyun, who had re-gripped his sword with a calm voice, drew up all the internal energy he had been carefully storing in his dantian.

Swoosh—!

Jin Sohyun's hair fluttered, and a condensed blue lightning qi from the sword in his hand made the atmosphere tremble.

"Ugh! I don't care if I die!"

Extend the left foot forward and lower the posture.

At the same time, aim the fingertips of the left hand at the opponent as if aiming, and then twist the waist.

As if becoming one with the flying sword, concentrate all energy and spirit on the tip of the sword.

Now all that was left was to kill the opponent.

Annihilating Thunder Single Line Rending Thunder

The moment Jin Sohyun's left pupil was tinged with a blue light, a single sword held in his right hand was shot in a straight line.

'It's coming!'

Towards Jin Sohyun's sixth sword, which was approaching, Ma Seongun swung his sword, imbued with all his power.

The powers, imbued with their respective full efforts, clashed.

Kwa—ang!

Ma Seongun pressed down hard on Jin Sohyun's sixth sword, which had been shot, with all his might.

No, he tried to press down.

'It doesn't... break...'

But Jin Sohyun's sword did not break.

On the contrary, it tore apart Ma Seongun's momentum and rushed in quickly.

Finally, the moment the tips of Ma Seongun's sword and Jin Sohyun's sword met, surpassing each other's energy, one of the blades shattered into pieces.

Kwagagagang—!!

The bow of the boat where Ma Seongun had been standing was completely shattered.

"Hoo!"

As a chunk of internal energy left his dantian, he couldn't put any strength in his whole body.

As his whole body, from head to toe, became languid, as if he had lain down on a soft bed, Jin Sohyun wanted to lie down on the floor and sleep right away.

"But... I have to check."

Jin Sohyun, just in case, gathered the flying swords that were scattered or stuck here and there and walked to the bow of the boat that had been blown away.

"I should have learned the Heavenly Hand and descended the mountain."

Jin Sohyun, who had retrieved the flying swords while grumbling, looked around for the assailant in front of the shattered bow.

But there was nothing left in that place.

Was there not even a corpse left? Or did he run away?

Either way, Jin Sohyun was quite disappointed that he had missed Ma Seongun, who was almost certainly the mastermind.

"I did my best... so that Namgung mister will understand."

Of course, this was a matter that had nothing to do with Jin Sohyun.

Jin Sohyun, who had turned his back from the bow, muttered as he looked at the next-generation talents of the Five Great Families scattered here and there.

"This is why it's dangerous outside the house."

Kugugung—!

At that moment, the boat began to tilt.

"Huh?"

As the bow was blown away, the boat, which had lost its balance, began to sink.

"Uh... this shouldn't be happening?"

***

Under the black surface of the water, a man came up to the surface with very slow movements.

Splash— Splash—!

The man who had come out of the lake wandered here and there, mixed with water and blood.

And then he sat down on the floor, leaned his back against a tree, and looked down at his left hand.

In his hand was a sword with only its hilt left.

'I wasn't even a match.'

At the moment he was facing death, Ma Seongun had squeezed out his last bit of strength and had thrown his body into the lake.

He had to survive, even if it was pathetic.

Ma Seongun let out a hollow laugh and looked at Jin Sohyun, who was carrying the six next-generation talents on his back and running around on the sinking boat.

"You have sunk me again. But... this time will be different. This time will be different."

Ma Seongun, who had gotten up from his seat, staggering, quietly disappeared into the darkness.

In the meantime, Jin Sohyun, who was carrying the next-generation talents on both shoulders, his back, and both arms, was letting out his frustration on the lake.

"Agh! What a hassle!”

(End of Chapter)