Tangmunjeon - Chapter 256



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Episode 256: The Communist Party

The frontline soldier was also an experienced man, so he could sense that Baek Ya-hyo’s momentum had suddenly become suspicious. However, the problem was that Baek Ya-hyo’s actions were too fast.

The difference in their weapons was obvious, so it wouldn’t have been easy to block them even if they had drawn their swords at the same time.

Moreover, since he drew his sword late, it was impossible for the first-line warrior to block Baek Ya-hyo’s sword.

The frontliner could not even bring himself to draw his sword and sensed death.

‘I’m dying!’

But there was one person in this place who didn’t need to draw his sword.

As Manryeokseung extended his tightly clenched fist and struck the side of Baek Yehyo’s sword, the sword’s trajectory changed and it grazed the ear of Seonwooja, the leader of the Hwasan faction.

“Ouch!”

Seonwooja’s ear was deeply cut and blood was seeping out. However, this is not even considered a scratch among the martial artists. The three martial artists of the Jeongpa stood up and took a stance.

A brief standoff. The frontliner, whose neck was almost blown off, shouted in an angry voice.

“What the hell are you doing now!”

“You came here knowing everything, so do you think anything will change if you pretend not to know now?”

Ilseonja, Seonwooja, and Manryeokseung pondered over what the story meant. And they made the most of the information given to them to draw their own conclusions.

The frontliner shouted with his eyes wide open.

“Surely it was you who stole the secret weapon and not someone from the Gongdong faction?”

Seonwooja and Manryeokseung, who had reached the same conclusion, also said a word each.

“I understand now. There’s no way a mere rascal could infiltrate the Volcano Sect and steal the secret.”

“Is that why you arrived late to the meeting at Mt. Mudang? You’re such a wicked person!”

Baek Ya-hyo’s mouth twisted. The sight of the three people covering their eyes and pretending not to know was incredibly funny.

“You’re like the scum of the political faction. You figured out all of the Sapha Murim’s plans and came looking for them, so why are you making such a fuss? If that’s the case, you should have at least pretended not to get caught. What kind of fool would fall for such a noisy trap?”

“···pitfall?”

“There are so many emergency rooms lined up out there.”

“···?”

The three Jeongpa unmanned forces made subtle expressions at the same time.

Baek Ya-hyo knew what kind of expression it was. It was a face that anyone who had ever taught a disciple would often see. The expression that came when one did not understand what the other person was saying at all.

Baek Ya-hyo realized that there had been a serious misunderstanding.

A leisurely, kind smile appeared on his face again.

“···Wait a minute. I think there was some misunderstanding. How about we calmly talk about it again?”

As Baek Ya-hyo spoke like that, he took a step forward, but the three warriors of the Jeongpa all took a step back at the same time.

A gesture that clearly shows that he does not believe Baek Ya-hyo’s story at all.

Yes, since the weeding was done by surprise, everything went wrong.

Didn’t he even bring up the topic of Sapa Murim and the like, just to make matters worse?

Baek Ya-hyo blamed himself for his carelessness, but it was already too late.

‘The situation is already half-dead. To avoid the worst, we need to kill all the guys who came in as a joint force and buy time until reinforcements arrive from the north.’

As soon as Baek Ya-hyo finished making his decision, he stepped on the True Wake.

A cloud of dust rose around the Jangmun In-sil area, and a faint shaking spread. The eyes and ears of the people outside were focused on the Jangmun In-sil area.

Baek Ya-hyo shouted.

“Kill them all!”

*

Dang Mu-jin and his party were scattered here and there, searching for the secrets that Namgung Myung had hidden, one by one. Then, the four of them stopped moving at the same time and raised their heads.

“Someone stepped on the truth.”

If they were going to catch a thief in a normal way, they wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to show off their skills.

Furthermore, only two people came to mind who could display that level of awakening: Baek Ye-hyo or Wan Licheng.

Then a loud voice was heard.

“Kill them all!”

The moment that voice was heard, the Sapha warriors who had been disguised as the Gongmunpa warriors all drew their swords at once.

I don’t know what happened, but one thing was certain: the Sapha warriors, led by Baek Ya-hyo, decided not to hide their true identities.

The party of Dang Mu-jin ran to find each other without saying who would go first. They were not used to having to entrust their backs to anyone other than each other.

“Hong Geol-gae! Dang Mu-jin! Come this way!”

Namgung Myung and Hyeon Gong gestured to Dang Mu Jin and Hong Geol Gae. The four of them each drew their weapons and looked around.

The area around the Gongdongpa faction was already a battlefield. The Gongdongpa’s and Jeongpa’s soldiers were fighting with their swords drawn.

The martial arts of the joint faction’s unmanned personnel who intervened in the fight were at least first-class or higher. The unmanned personnel of the righteous faction were also all first-class or higher.

Contrary to what most people think, that the fights between masters are long and flashy, the fights between martial artists are decided in an instant.

It is not common for people to have tough skin and firm flesh as their martial arts skills increase, but as martial arts skills increase, each person’s sword becomes sharper.

Every time the sword flashes, limbs are torn off and blood spurts.

The party of Dangmujin who had gathered exchanged glances with each other and then dispersed in all directions. There were too many people whose lives were in danger to just crouch like turtles.

‘Even though people are mixed together, I can’t show my true colors.’

Because he thought that if he used his poison attack, more of the Jeongpa’s warriors might die, Dang Mujin drew his sword instead of using his poison attack.

A Hwasanpa warrior was seen in danger of losing his head. Dang Mujin ran out with his sword and swung it. Namgung Myung, Hyeon Gong Do, and Hong Geol Gae did the same.

After some time had passed, Dang Mu-jin and his party noticed something strange.

The level of the Jeongpa’s unmanned forces was extremely high and they had a lot of them, so if they fought so desperately, they should have started to gain the upper hand.

However, the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable. The corpses of the Jeongpa and Sapa warriors were piled up in similar amounts, but the number of Sapa warriors was not decreasing at all.

Rather, the Jeongpa drones were surrounded and the gap between them was narrowing.

After Dang Mu-jin cut down another Sapa warrior, he took a couple of steps back to catch his breath. During this time, Hong Geol-gae approached him and asked Dang Mu-jin.

“What the heck? There are too many Sapa drones!”

“How many people do you think there are?”

“I don’t know, but there still seem to be about a dozen people who look like top-notch players.”

Unless it is a particularly powerful sect like Shaolin Temple, even the largest sects do not have more than ten top-tier masters.

However, the number of top Sapa masters in the public sect is still about fifteen. Including the dead, it would be around twenty.

Only then did Dang Mu-jin realize what a mistake he and his friends had made.

If it had been the former ruling party, it would not have had this level of power.

However, there is no reason for the Communist faction, which was taken over by the Sapha unmanned faction, to have the same level of military power as when it was a political faction.

Rather, it is natural that the current communist faction’s capabilities will surpass those of the past communist faction, as they will have the power to oust the existing communist faction.

The party leader shouted.

“Gather the fallen people here!”

Namgung Myung, Hyeon Gong, and Hong Geol Gae followed Dang Mu Jin’s instructions and gathered the people who had not yet died.

The party of Dang Mujin gathered the wounded and surrounded them, and the soldiers of the Jeongpa faction, who had been pushed by the Sapa soldiers, naturally came to surround them.

A formation of Jeongpa warriors forming a circle to fight against Sapa warriors.

The two drones looked at each other and sighed. Their eyes crossed, and they naturally began to gauge each other’s strengths.

Soon, the expressions of the Jeongpa warriors darkened, and a sly smile appeared on the lips of the Sapa warriors.

Although the gap was not overwhelming, the Sapha warriors realized that they had the upper hand.

Someone muttered.

“What should I do now?”

“Is there any other way? We have to fight.”

Namgung Myung said that and took a step forward.

Since he knew that his skills were superior to those of the other factions, he planned to stand at the forefront and take on the attacks of the Sapa faction’s warriors.

Just like Namgung Myung, Hyeon Gong also took a step forward and spoke.

“Those who can’t fight right now, hide behind me and catch your breath.”

There are many cowards in the world who think they are clever. They pretend to be wise in normal times, but when there is danger, they cannot overcome their fear. They cannot overcome their instincts and keep retreating.

However, even in this situation, Hyun-gong knew how to use his cool head to find a way to survive.

Using the Taegeuk Sword’s overwhelming defensive power to block the opponent and protect the escape route. That was the answer that Hyun-gong had found.

However, unlike Namgung Myung or Hyeon Gong, Hong Geol Gae could not step forward rashly. Instead, Hong Geol Gae whispered softly to the people.

“Does anyone have any alcohol?”

People looked at Hong Geul-gae with contempt.

“No, it’s not because I like alcohol, it’s because I need alcohol.”

Of course, there was no one with alcohol. Hong Geol-gae sighed, approached Dang Mu-jin, and picked up the tagubong.

Dang Mu-jin raised his right hand and checked the direction of the wind. The wind was blowing from the northwest to the southeast.

Dang Mu-jin pushed Hyun-gong away and moved to the southeast.

“Go over there.”

Hyun-gong realized what Dang Mu-jin meant and moved to the opposite side, speaking to the warriors nearby.

“Follow me.”

“No! If you do that, the formation will collapse!”

Hyun-gong clicked his tongue.

“The southeast will be blocked by Dangmujin and Honggeolgae, so it would be better for us to move in the opposite direction.”

“Only two people? Don’t talk nonsense. You can’t fight while giving your back to the opponent.”

“Even if you don’t like it, you’ll have to come this way.”

“What is that···.”

“Hold your breath before it’s too late.”

Dang Mu-jin looked to the southeast.

The Sapa soldiers look at Dangmujin as if they don’t know what’s going on.

There were no political uninhabited people among them. At least, no living people.

I have never performed a solo show against so many people before.

But I was confident. What better way to deal with multiple people than by myself?

A poisonous aura rose around Tang Mujin like a fog. It was the result of combining nine poisons that Tang Mujin held in his body, each containing yin energy. Nine Yin Crystal Incense.

“Coolook, coolook!”

Ignoring Hyun-gong’s story, the Jeongpa warrior who had been guarding Dang Mu-jin hurriedly left the place.

I could immediately see why he had told me to get away from Dangmujin.

It was only one breath, but my head felt dizzy and my consciousness was clouded. To make matters worse, the complexly entangled poison was not easy to push away.

Hong Geol-gae was able to endure the Gu-eum-jeong-hyang by slowing his breathing and turning his back to the wind, but the others were unable to come within a meter of Dang Mu-jin even with their backs to the wind.

The nine-tone incense spread southeast on the wind. Spreading colorless poison on the wind is the simplest way to poison, but it is also the most secretive and has no proper countermeasures.

Some of the lesser level Sapha warriors inhaled the poison and immediately fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

The relatively high-ranking Sapha warriors desperately flew to avoid the poison that suddenly seeped in.

It was also difficult to figure out which direction to dodge in and how far to dodge.

Dang Mu-jin sent a message to Namgung Myeong.

-The poison cannot be sprayed for a long time.

-How long can you hold out?

– One meal with the nine-eum-jeong-hyang. Another meal with the remaining yang-containing poison. You can only endure two meals in total. It could be shorter than that.

-okay.

Namgung Myung walked towards the Sapa warriors with the sword in his right hand hanging down.

*

A desperate fight was also taking place inside the Jangmunin room. The walls inside the Jangmunin room were half-collapsed, and countless thin blood lines remained on the bodies of Ilseonja and Seonwooja.

Even though he was so wounded, he was unable to inflict any real damage on Baek Ya-hyo. He was only desperately trying to keep Baek Ya-hyo from going out and sweeping away the others.

Baek Ya-hyo said leisurely.

“It’s useless. Even if I don’t interfere, can’t you get a rough idea of ​​what’s going on outside?”

“That remains to be seen.”

The frontliner spoke like that and glanced back. He was not looking at the situation outside, but at Manryeokseung, who was standing half a step behind him.

For some reason, Manryeokseung did not actively intervene in the fight with Baekyahyo. He only intervened occasionally in critical situations to help defend.

Of course, even if Wanli Seung joined forces, there was no guarantee that he would be able to subdue Baek Ye-hyo.

However, rather than allowing this frustrating situation to continue, it would be better for Manryukseung to join forces and quickly resolve the situation.

Meanwhile, Baek Ya-hyo and the two Jang Moon-ins noticed that something had changed in the situation outside the Jang Moon-in room.

The surroundings, which had been quiet for a moment, became noisy again, and a faint venom seeped into the long room along with the screams of people.

‘miasma?’

The poison was faint, so it wasn’t dangerous. But the problem was that there was no way to know exactly who had sprayed the poison.

And in this situation, the odds are higher that the one using strange tricks is the one who is at fault.

The swords of Ilseonja and Seonwooja became a little impatient. They were planning to subdue Baekyahyo and run outside, even if it meant taking risks.

Baek Ya-hyo also found the poison suspicious. Baek Ya-hyo took a deep breath and raised his sword.

“I guess I should wrap things up and go out soon.”

Baek Ya-hyo calmly concentrated his mind, then twisted his wrist to place the blade to the side.

An action that seems to signal that one is about to swing the sword horizontally.

The first form of the Hyojogeom (梟爪劍) is Nakbong (掿鳳).

Then, as if the transparent string holding the sword had snapped, Baek Ya-hyo’s sword exploded with acceleration and flew towards Ilseonja and Seonwooja.

I had an idea that something was going to happen, but I didn’t know that the sword would accelerate so suddenly. Baek Ya-hyo’s black sword was also strange. It felt more like the claws of a flying animal hunting for prey than a sword technique.

The first-line man had already almost died twice from Baek Ya-hyo’s swordsmanship, so he had a hunch. If he rushed to receive that sword, he might die.

However, Seonwooja was different. Since she had never been in a life-threatening situation until now, she thought she could somehow find a solution this time.

That judgment made a difference in the actions of the frontliners and the leaders.

If they wanted to avoid it, they had to dodge together, and if they wanted to receive it, they had to receive it together, but Ilseonja lowered his posture to avoid Baek Yahyo’s sword, and Seonwooja raised his sword to receive Baek Yahyo’s sword.

Baek Ya-hyo’s black sword sharply twisted its direction and aimed for the small crack carved into Seon Woo-ja’s sword.

He was confident that he could take Seonwooja’s life, whether he deflected the sword and cut off his head, or cut off the sword and then cut off his head.

At that moment, Manryukseung, who had been taking a half step back until now, lowered his posture and stretched out his right arm.

A very simple technique. It wasn’t particularly fast either. It was a slow technique that seemed like it would only unfold after Baek Ya-hyo’s sword had cut off Seon Woo-ja’s neck.

However, Manryeokseung’s hand gradually became faster, and in an instant, he accelerated and grabbed Bai Yahyo’s sword.

“!”

Baek Ya-hyo was startled and tried to pull out his sword.

If I had pushed, pressed, or deflected the sword like before, I might have thought that it was luck on my side.

However, holding the sword was a problem in a completely different realm. It was like Wanli Seung, who couldn’t even get over the wall of supremacy, overwhelming Baek Ye-hyo.

However, even though Baek Ya-hyo pulled at his sword with all his internal energy, he was unable to pull the blade out of Wan Licheng’s grasp.

Wanli Seung opened his mouth and smiled.

“It’s a herb called the Plum and Deer Offering Flower. Aren’t the martial arts of Shaolin truly amazing?”

Baek Ya-hyo and Wan Licheng’s eyes met.

At that moment, Baek Ya-hyo realized.

When the fight started, Wanli Seung, who was at the peak of his power, reached the peak of his power without anyone knowing and without any warning.

It wasn’t a problem that could be quietly resolved by saying that one had reached an enlightenment.

Wan Licheng had not yet reached the pinnacle of perfection. Before he knew it, he was two or three steps ahead of Bai Yahyo.

Baek Ya-hyo, as well as Ilseonja and Seonwooja, could not understand this situation.

Martial arts is a process of moving forward step by step and building up layer by layer.

Some people can take the next step quickly, some people may need ten years to take one step, and some people will never take the next step. The common denominator is that they all take one step at a time.

But Wanli Seung was different. He suddenly skipped the middle process.

The sight of ripe, yellow rice ears sprouting from the ground as soon as they were sown. It is a situation that is unreasonable to anyone who sees it.

Baek Ye-hyo desperately twisted his sword. However, Wan Licheng’s grip on the sword held tightly did not let go. In the end, Wan Licheng moved his wrist and broke Baek Ye-hyo’s sword.

The tip of the sword is broken, so you can still fight.

But Baek Ya-hyo had a feeling. He couldn’t win.

“How on earth did you do that?”

Wanli Seung laughed.

“For nearly a decade, it’s not that I haven’t reached the peak. It’s that I haven’t reached it.”

As Manryeokseung stepped forward, Ilseonja and Seonwooja unconsciously stepped aside to make way for him.

However, Baek Ya-hyo was in no position to open the way for them, because Wan Licheng was approaching him.

Baek Ya-hyo brandished his broken sword and shouted.

“Does that make any sense!”

“of course.”

Wanli Seung grabbed Bai Yaxiao’s sword again and broke it. Now, Bai Yaxiao’s sword had only five inches of blade left.

Ten years ago, Wanli Sheng was at the peak of his power. He was ready to take the next step if he wanted to.

However, Wanli Sheng’s teacher, Shin Sheng, grabbed the shoulder of his disciple who had grown up a lot. Then, he stood next to his disciple and together they weighed Wanli Sheng’s future.

There is only one goal. To go straighter, faster, and further than anyone else.

The closest thing to Dharma.

Wanli Seung did not become impatient.

Instead, he followed only his teacher’s advice and followed his own path for ten years without taking a single step.

And for ten years, he pictured himself in his head.

He portrayed himself running towards the end without a single trial or error.

Until the praise for being the closest unmanned being to the Six Lords changed to ridicule for being the closest unmanned being to the Six Lords.

It is something that the criminal’s temperament and patience cannot accomplish.

Wanli Sheng sat in front of a white piece of paper, holding a brush and waiting for ten years.

And today, Wanli Seung swung his brush.

One stroke of the pen. I wrote the poem down in one go as far as I could go, and ran as far as I could run.

I had been quietly organizing and refining my enlightenment for a long time, so I didn’t need the flashy enlightenment that others had.

There was no reason for me to stumble and fall like other people.

“Does it seem like nonsense? Of course, it would feel that way if you looked at it with the conventional ignorance.”

Baek Ya-hyo had nowhere to retreat.

Wanli Seung laughed.

“But Shaolin can do it.”

Manryeokseung’s hand slowly approached and cupped Baek Yehyo’s face.