Chapter 434: Grandmaster (8)
A bizarre rumor had begun spreading in hushed whispers—of a man clad in a pink long robe, wielding a single sword, slaying Imoogi.
No one knew where it had originated, just another passing tale, and no one believed it.
Even as more and more people spoke of it, the reaction remained the same.
In contrast, the news that swept through Nokok Sword Pavilion was far more intense.
—Ipwang Fortress and Jeomchang Sect are determining the hierarchy of martial prowess!
Both factions had gathered all their elite martial artists. From the young prodigies hailed as the future of their sects to supreme masters draped in violet robes and even the Sword Immortals.
A grand manor was abuzz with excitement. Outside its towering walls, gambling tables had been set up.
Betting on the outcome of the great battle, a tradition that had persisted since the distant Jinhan era, stirred dreams of sudden fortune.
A powerful martial force led by a young Great Master stood against the thousand-year-old martial arts of an orthodox sect.
The strength of the Seomye Martial Vein was widely known. No longer did any scholar in Deungbong Prefecture dare to belittle the martial arts created by Jeong Yeon-shin.
Now, the uppermost echelon of the martial world was embroiled in endless debates, each voice arguing fervently over superiority. Many were drawn into the discourse.
But to Ma Gwang-ik, all of it was secondary.