Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 67
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Episode 67
Among the young warriors who attended the Yongbong branch, only a few were better than their peers.
Besides, the Central Plains have been too peaceful recently.
How much combat experience do they have?
“Ugh. I lost.”
The fifth guy who had stepped forward curiously flew back without being able to get past the five-point mark.
I might have broken my wrist in return for receiving my rock salt.
But it looked a little bit better so I had some expectations… … .
The leader of the martial arts world who came up on the stage in the middle of the fight did not stop the fight.
Instead, he sat down in the seat that had been prepared.
Looking at the conversation between him and Murong Ah-kyung, who was sitting next to him, it seemed like he was hearing an explanation of what happened at Dongsimgak.
“If there’s more, come out.”
There wasn’t even a single one that flinched.
Those guys who had been mocking Namman and the Beast Palace from Dongsimgak were avoiding my eyes with their heads down.
“Then it’s your turn now, Peng Zhao.”
He must have seen five people fall down before his eyes without being able to exert any strength, but his expression is relaxed.
In fact, you might think that it was a good thing that you came out last.
You will feel that a stage has been created for you to shine.
As if he had been waiting, Peng Zhao climbed up onto the stage.
Sling.
He pulled out a sword as huge as my greatsword and aimed it at me, saying:
“You uncivilized savage. You will never leave this stage alive.”
“Oh. Does that mean that this rain is a matter of life and death?”
“… … .”
“If you weren’t willing to risk your own life, you shouldn’t have said such harsh words.”
Instead of answering, Peng Zhao raised his voice.
A hazy energy rose up all over his body.
I looked at his face with his teeth clenched tightly, then suddenly looked around.
Countless eyes watching the rain in silence.
Who are they rooting for now?
* * *
The always expressionless Jegal So-hye was looking at the two people on the stage with a frown.
It wasn’t because several of the party’s unmanned men had fallen to a single barbarian outside the city.
‘My prediction was wrong again… … .’
Never before have my predictions been so wrong.
Her judgment was so excellent that even her father, the head of the household, consulted her when making important decisions.
‘It was a cool-headed judgment that took into account all possible variables, so why?’
Of course, I took into account the fact that it was incredibly powerful.
But no matter how strong he is, he is still a young warrior who is not even twenty years old.
The skill level of that age group is only a sheet of paper apart.
It should have been impossible to face five Murim Alliance warriors in succession and win against them all.
No, even if you somehow win, you should still be tired.
Peng Zhao would have also aimed for that and declared himself the last opponent.
‘however…….’
He wasn’t tired at all.
There is no tension at all in his expression as he looks at the Peng Zhao Lake, which is raising its internal energy.
It just feels like getting rid of something annoying.
‘The evaluation of the Beast Palace must change. No, no. Maybe it’s not the Beast Palace, but that Dam-myeong who is special.’
My head is getting complicated.
That guy named Dam-myeong is completely unpredictable.
‘Who will win this time?’
Even though he has shown great form so far, his opponent is Peng Zhao after all.
A story from hundreds of years ago, produced by Pengga, known as the Tiger of the North.
According to the information, he has mastered the Wuhoudan method, which is truly the best method in the Central Plains, to the point of reaching the Seven Stars.
A truly remarkable achievement, considering his mere age.
‘Dam-Myeong hasn’t shown his rising martial arts yet. The martial arts of the Beast Palace can’t possibly be deeper than that of the Central Plains, so he’s no match for the Five Tiger Swordsmanship Sword of the Peng Family. But what on earth is that leisurely smile?’
I couldn’t make a decision.
This has never happened before.
I looked at the two men on the stage once again.
It’s still difficult to predict who will win.
But one thing was certain.
That he hopes for the victory of that unknown man whose name is Dammyeong.
* * *
Peng Zhao clenched his molars.
It was definitely unexpected that he had this much skill.
But even so, they are still uncivilized savages.
A reckless guy who has yet to encounter the true martial arts of the Central Plains.
Yeah, yeah.
The sword in his hand could not overcome his strength and he vomited out the name of the sword.
‘Of course, you shouldn’t think of taking it lightly.’
You have to push hard from the beginning because you never know what variables might arise during the fight.
thud.
He rushed forward, leaving distinct footprints on the solid stone floor.
Kuang!
A sound like the roar of a beast tore through the air.
“Ohhodanmundo!”
Someone shouted.
Cheers and sighs came from all directions.
The joy of seeing the world’s greatest Taoist method, the Ohodanmondo, with one’s own eyes.
And after a while, a sigh towards Dam-myeong who had collapsed without being able to stop it.
Ohodanmundo (Five Tigers Cutting Sword).
The name of the Habuk Peng family that possesses the power to cut one’s soul with a single sword.
The visionary method that brought about the current existence of Pangga.
It is named as such because the momentum that comes out resembles several tigers swinging their front paws at the same time.
Even though his hair was blowing in the wind that was blowing over him, Dam-myeong had a blank expression.
Even though he is blocking with a huge dark sword, it won’t be enough to stop the Oho Dan-moon Sword.
No matter how strong a barbarian is, he cannot stop this tyrannical spirit.
The energy that burst out from one path split into five branches and covered Dammyeong.
Boom! Boom!
What followed was a series of devastating attacks.
In an instant, the stage was filled with silver light.
“Oh! As expected, it’s the Oho Danmun Road.”
“It’s not called the best swordsmanship in the world for nothing. Look at that. Isn’t that great man named Dam-myeong unable to move and is just trying to block it?”
“It was great, but that’s all for now. It would be difficult to overcome the Central Plains’ rising martial arts with just strength.”
“Is it possible that the pride of the Central Plains has been preserved thanks to the Habuk Pengga?”
The drones around the stage began to buzz.
Contrary to expectations that it would be an equal match, the last battle was too one-sided.
But, thick sweat was running down Peng Ja-ho’s temples.
“Ugh. What is this? How… … .”
It’s sweeping in one direction, but everyone is holding it back.
Against the pride of the Pangga clan, the Ohodanmundo.
bang!
The last blow, swung with all his remaining strength, was also blocked without a trace.
I took a step back and caught my breath.
The thick dust settled and Dammyeong’s figure was revealed.
A relaxed expression as if nothing had happened.
“Is this the Five-Hotan Gate of Pengga? It’s a useful technique.”
“Useful? How dare you say that the Five Tigers of the Pengga can barely be used as a magic technique?”
“It’s a compliment. The people of the Central Plains don’t take compliments well. However, even if you put all your energy into the best martial arts in the world, it’s meaningless if it doesn’t reach your opponent. It’s not even as good as swinging a fist when you’re properly waiting for an opening.”
“Kuuuuu. What are you talking about? If that’s the case, then how do you explain why the world’s martial artists spend their entire lives searching for the secret recipe containing unrivaled martial arts? Only losers who can’t learn proper martial arts would say such things. Just like you, the barbarians of the South who rely only on strength.”
Peng Zhao pulled up all the remaining stats.
I plan to unleash the most powerful herbivore Prince Sado (王字四刀) in the Ohodangmundo.
A crimson aura rippled across the sword like a mist.
“Even if I explain it to you, you still won’t understand. Then let’s do this. My family has a martial art called the Bankan Kwon. It’s a basic martial art that warriors who are learning martial arts for the first time learn. You use the Ohodanmundo. I’ll fight you with the basic martial art.”
Crunch.
The stupid savage put his sword back into its scabbard.
And he stretched out his bare hand and wiggled it.
As if telling me to come in.
“Kekekeke. How can you be this stupid? You’re going to fight Pengga’s Ohodangmondo without a sword? Are you crazy? You’re really going to die if you do that?”
“I always feel this way, but the tongues of the Central Plains people are longer than the swords they hold.”
There’s no need to talk to this idiot any more.
But since it was a Murim Alliance event, I tried not to see any blood.
‘I guess one arm or two won’t matter. It’s something I brought upon myself.’
The sword in my hand seems to be bursting with energy.
thud.
He stepped on the ledge and rushed in once again.
I poured all my strength and energy into the sword with the mindset that this was my last attack.
The Prince’s Sword is the last form of the Ohodan Sword, which cuts three times horizontally and once vertically.
A total of four attacks are launched simultaneously.
Among the masters of Pengga, the only one who can perform it perfectly is the father, the head of the household.
The penguin can’t be properly spread out either.
Even if it is not yet fully mature, it is more than enough to deal with the stupid barbarians of the South.
Oh my god.
The light before my eyes also reached a crescendo.
It was so huge that the stage floor cracked.
And then he ran towards me.
‘What, what is that? That strange technique? This oppression?’
It is clear that he holds the Tao in his hands.
Dammy, that guy is bare-handed.
‘But why do I feel this cold?’
The chilling feeling of your neck being cut off the moment you step into that space.
The fear that a bare fist holding nothing would pierce my heart.
Cold sweat ran down my back.
‘Are you saying that I, Peng Zhao, am afraid of my opponent right now? And of a guy with bare hands?’
Dammyung’s huge fist had already reached in front of him.
“Whoop.”
He swung his sword, driving away fear.
Prince Apostle, the last of the Ohodanmundo.
Shhh. Shhh. Shhh.
Although there was clearly no room to dodge, all three horizontal swings cut through the air.
“Ugh.”
Even the fourth attack, swung as the last bell, left no feeling in my hand.
He is the herbivorous prince of the four who are one.
There’s no way I can avoid it.
But the guy disappeared like the wind.
‘Where did it disappear to?’
In an instant, a huge shadow fell across his face.
At the same time, a great shock is felt in the temples.
Phew!
Just one hit.
A flash of light appeared before my eyes.
The whole world became brightly lit and I could not see anything before my eyes.
It felt like my head had been hit with a giant iron club.
What’s going on?
Where am I?
What was I doing?
There was no pain.
All consciousness simply stopped.
The light that had filled my eyes slowly disappeared into the darkness.
Pitch-black darkness swallowed up the last remaining ray of light.
And so the world disappeared into darkness.
* * *
For a moment, the area around the stage was plunged into silence.
Dang Wi-myeong, who had been watching the battle with a smile, suddenly stood up from his seat.
“How did this happen?”
I muttered without realizing it.
My fingertips were already trembling.
Even I can defeat five of the weaklings.
Of course, it would be difficult to win as easily as that guy Dam-myeong.
Maybe the skills of the guys who came forward curiously were not as good as they looked.
But now the opponent was Peng Zhao.
Even he himself cannot be confident of victory.
No, if you don’t use poison, you’ll probably lose more.
Because that’s the kind of place Dangga is.
‘But with bare hands… … .’
Even if he wins, is there anyone in this central plains who would go up against Pengga’s Ohodanmondo with bare hands?
I don’t know if he’s a boxing king who reached the top with his bare fists.
‘Besides, it wasn’t even that great of a martial art.’
As Dam-myeong said, the martial arts he used were basic martial arts.
No matter how profound the group is, it is still only basic martial arts.
‘But, how… … .’
And that strange method.
The moment the footsteps fell, the space between them had already passed to Dam-myeong.
Peng Zhao’s expression was clearly one of fear.
Against that guy who doesn’t even have a sword.
‘What if the opponent was me and not Peng Zhao? What if there was a sword in that hand?’
Cold sweat ran down my temples.
“Duty order! Duty order!”
My own name is heard from far away.
When I came to my senses, I saw Dam-myeong on the stage calling my name.
“Can’t you hear me?”
Everyone around the stage was looking at him.
Probably called his name several times.
“Uh, uh… … .”
“I was saying that it was your turn next. Did you forget? When we met at Sacheon Dalyangsan, didn’t you ask me to fight in the Murim Alliance?”
When he looked around, everyone’s eyes were on him.
Everyone was waiting for their answer.
But the eyes weren’t looking forward to my victory.
“Ah, ah… … I’m not ready to go up on stage yet… … .”
“Well, it seems that the Zhongyuan people need to prepare before fighting. I understand. Talk to me anytime. I don’t need any preparation.”
Dam-myeong turned around with a smile.
‘What did I just say? That I wasn’t ready? I, Dang Wi-myeong, the owner of the Sacheondang family?’
Everyone who was expecting this turned their heads.
It felt like everyone was laughing at me.
Sweat was dripping from his clenched fists.
A murderous desire I had never felt before surged from the depths of my heart.