Tangmunjeon - Chapter 270



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Episode 270 Opening

Silence fell.

The silence was a little different from the silence before the fight began. It wasn’t a silence that felt like something was going to explode, but rather a silence where everything seemed to have gathered at one point.

“···Frontliners?”

Seonwooja, the leader of the Hwasan faction, muttered in confusion.

To put it nicely, the two were not friends. When something good happened to the other, they secretly felt upset rather than happy.

However, this does not mean that the frontliners and the seniors were enemies.

Rather, the expressions ‘rivals’ or ‘friends who are always on the move’ would be more appropriate for the two people.

On parallel lines with a slight distance between them, they have been secretly competing with each other for over thirty years, keeping an eye on each other.

In some ways, it might have been a relationship of nothing.

But such a long-standing relationship, for better or worse, leaves a void in both parties.

Seonwooja couldn’t run away like Ilseonja did.

Instead, strength entered Seonwooja’s hand holding the sword.

The sacrifice of the frontliners was heroic, but their thoughts were a bit short-sighted.

If he had told me to run away with only moderate injuries, I could have pretended I couldn’t win and retreated. However, since he died right before my eyes, I couldn’t retreat so easily.

Seonwooja couldn’t escape from this place, but the Taoists of Jongnampa were even more so. To run away after witnessing Jangmunin’s death was an unparalleled disgrace.

Just as the warriors of the Jongnam faction could not shake off the death of the first sage, the Taoists of the Hwasan faction could not run away and leave Seonwoo behind.

As more than half of the soldiers were unable to leave the battlefield, the soldiers of the Cheongseongpa and Mudangpa could not retreat either. They were in a situation where they were entangled with each other.

Seonwooja said as if he was chewing on something.

“After all, even if I step down, I will feel better if I step down after stabbing someone.”

Sunwooja had been fighting the Ssanggeukhyeolong until now, but he suddenly changed direction and rushed at the Ghost King. Hyungong shouted urgently.

“Stop!”

But to anyone who looked at it, Seonwooja seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Since it was clear that if he left things as they were, he would have to dispose of Seonwooja’s body as well, Hyeon-gong also ran towards Gwi-wang.

Suddenly, Namgung Myung was left alone and had to face the Ssanggeukhyeolwang. Namgung Myung shouted.

“Hey, Hyun-gong! What do you want me to do?!”

“Just hold on a little longer!”

While Namgung Myung was blocking Ssanggeukhyeolong’s single spear twice, Hong Geol-gae ran from somewhere and stood next to Namgung Myung.

Thanks to that, the two were able to withstand the attack of the twin blood demons, albeit dangerously.

“Die!”

Seonwooja became angry and swung his sword at the ghost king.

But the situation is not turned around by mere anger.

No matter what Seonwooja’s mindset is, Seonwooja and Hyungong are the best martial artists, and Gwiwang is still the best martial artist.

Just as Namgung Myung and Hong Geol-gae were pushed back by the Ssanggeukhyeolong, Hyeon-gong and Seonwoo-ja were also unable to hold their own in front of the Ghost King.

Hyun-gong looked back. Yeong-heo-ja was still coughing and spitting out blood. He was not in a state to fight.

They held out desperately, only allowing themselves to be hit hard.

The only reason they didn’t collapse right away was because Dang Mu-jin’s Flying Wheel would fly in from time to time, targeting the weak points of the Ghost King and the Ssanggeuk Blood King.

Even for the two top-notch masters, the secret technique of Bi-ryun was more difficult than they could have imagined.

It’s faster, stealthier, and more threatening than a dagger. Even the most skilled swordsman can lose his life if he makes a mistake.

Of course, it is an impressive feat for five of the best unmanned players to hold their own against two of the best players.

The problem, however, is that a great performance does not guarantee victory. It just means a slightly slower defeat.

Dang Mu-jin thought while scattering the seeds of the flower.

‘Things are not good.’

With this level of power, you can subdue one top-tier expert. However, it would be difficult to handle two. It feels like defeat is looming before your eyes.

But that didn’t mean I could back down.

It was too late to back out and escape. If the five people who had been holding off the two supreme masters retreated too late, it was obvious that the Ssanggeukhyeolong or the Ghost King would jump into the center of the battlefield.

If just one of the two people lets go, the problem becomes serious.

The unmanned personnel of the Jeongpa who have surpassed the peak wall may be able to survive by blocking one or two attacks. However, those below the first class will literally be swept away like dry leaves. One by one.

Not only Dang Mu-jin and his friends, but Seon Woo-ja also felt the same regret.

‘If only Yeongheoja had remained healthy!’

The outcome of the battle was virtually decided when Yeongheoja collapsed after being ambushed by the Ghost King. Yeongheoja also felt a keen sense of responsibility.

The man vomited out the blood that had risen to his throat again, took a deep breath, and shouted with all his might.

“Wake up! Those who can step down, step down! Don’t look around!”

A voice rang out loud. Several unmanned personnel who felt sorry for their lives belatedly hesitated.

But it was too late. The Sapha warriors, who thought they had seized the opportunity, desperately held on to the Jeongpa warriors.

If everyone ran away at the same time, they might be able to survive, but that is not the situation. Now, whether by choice or not, they must fight to the end.

The fight dragged on. The intermittent conversations between the people stopped completely.

Inside the communal area, only the sound of heavy breathing and squeaking remained.

Dang Mu-jin kept throwing and catching the wheel while half-conscious.

The number of wheels that I was barely handling increased to two at some point.

My head is slightly hazy, as if I’m drunk.

However, since he was not confident that he could handle the three flying wheels with a clear mind, Dang Mujin deliberately maintained a hazy state, as if he was intoxicated by the heat and noise of the battlefield.

Metal clashes with metal. A scream is heard.

Sweat runs down my back.

For some reason, my chest feels heavy, and the pungent smell of blood fills the air.

Of all the fights Dangmujin has been involved in so far, none has been on this scale.

‘Is this the Great Battle of Seongsa?’

A dizzying amount of time passed.

The Jeongpa warriors were also busy protecting their own lives, so they could not completely stop the Sapa warriors from jumping onto the roof where the Dangmujin was staying.

Thanks to this, Dang Mu-jin had to fight against the Sapha warriors who came up to the roof with swords in hand while throwing the wheel.

‘The rooftop is too conspicuous.’

However, I couldn’t get down from the roof. If I did, my visibility would be too poor, and it would be difficult to handle the wheel.

‘This won’t work because of this, that won’t work because of that. Damn it.’

Then, a sound distinctly different from the sound of metal was heard. A dull sound.

thud.

Most people were too busy fighting to hear the sound, but Dang Mu-jin heard it.

Because the role of the Dangmujin was to survey the battlefield broadly and extend a helping hand where needed, all possible senses were open.

Dang Mu-jin’s gaze turned to the source of the noise.

There was a door to the communal area, and three people were entering the communal area. The dull sound seemed to be the noise made when the door was kicked.

The three new people who appeared were wearing the same clothes. They even looked familiar.

Dang Mu-jin looked at their faces. The two people behind him were unfamiliar faces, but the one in front was definitely familiar. It was Yoo Jin-kwang.

Yoo Jin-kwang looked around the battlefield, found Dang Mu-jin on the roof, and sent a message.

– This is chaos. If it was going to be like this, why didn’t you just send a messenger to the Jeomchangpa?

– I didn’t know it would be this bad.

Yoo Jin-kwang smiled brightly and started acting strangely with the two people following him.

He started walking in a straight line towards the building where Dangmujin was, and towards the Ghost King and Ssanggeukhyeolong beyond Dangmujin.

It is not easy to advance in a straight line in a dizzying battlefield.

It’s something that can’t be done without some level of skill, and there’s no reason to do it. It’s much easier and safer to move while sneaking around and avoiding fights.

But the three of them acted as if they didn’t see the chaos around them.

I just walked in a straight line between the dizzying curves created by the countless entanglements.

I found it very strange to see such an ordinary attitude displayed in such an unusual place.

Of course, there were people who unintentionally got in the way of the three. Sapa Muin, who was distracted by the fight, blocked the three people’s path.

Then, Yoo Jin-kwang pulled out his sword and cut down anyone who stood in his way without a second thought. Yoo Jin-kwang’s steps still did not stop.

While fighting the Ssanggeukhyeolong, Honggeolgae was looking around for an opportunity. Then, Honggeolgae and Yoo Jinkwang’s eyes met.

Hong Geol-gae spoke to Namgung Myeong, who was standing next to him.

“The Jewish leader has arrived!”

Namgung Myung also glanced back. A smile appeared on his face.

Yoo Jin-kwang raised his right hand and pointed at Hong Geol-gae and Namgung Myung, then pointed at Gwi-wang.

It was a simple communication that didn’t even require sending a message.

‘Leave the twin bloodline to me and just tie up the ghost king for a while.’

Even if he is the Demon King, he cannot withstand the combined attacks of four top-level martial artists. Especially since you never know when Bi-ryun will come flying in and threaten your life.

When Hong Geol-gae and Namgung Myeong tried to pull out their bodies and attack the Ghost King, the Ghost King panicked and shouted.

“Hold on to him!”

The Ssanggeukhyeol-ong did not stay still either. The Ssanggeukhyeol-ong aimed his two short spears at the two retreating people.

Then, Yoo Jin-kwang pulled out his sword and threw it at Ssanggeukhyeol-ong.

widely!

The twin-headed man swung his spear to deflect Yu Jin-kwang’s sword, then touched his wrist.

“What are you doing now?”

Yoo Jin-kwang did not answer, but gestured to the officer on the roof.

He threw away his own sword, so he asked for a sword. Dang Mu-jin wiped the bloody sword on the hem of the corpse’s clothes and threw it back to him.

“Take it!”

After Yoo Jin-kwang received the sword thrown by Dang Mu-jin, he swung it in the air a couple of times.

A smile naturally appeared on Yoo Jin-kwang’s face.

“It’s the best sword I’ve ever held. It feels like the sword is gliding through the air.”

Following this, the two people who had been following Yoo Jin-kwang jumped onto the roof to protect Dang Mu-jin, who was without a sword.

Yoo Jin-kwang, who was left alone, walked in a straight line again. Soon, Yoo Jin-kwang and Ssanggeukhyeol-ong stood facing each other.

“Hoooo···.”

The twin-headed man let out a soft sigh. And as he had done until now, he moved his two short spears strangely, targeting Yu Jin-kwang’s weak point.

Movements so dazzling that just looking at them makes you dizzy.

Two single spears that move in unpredictable directions are ready to wrap and twist the opponent’s sword path, eventually leading them astray.

Yoo Jin-kwang, who had been watching the scene for a while, evaluated it.

“You’re talking nonsense while twisting your hair.”

And then, Yoo Jin-kwang suddenly pulled out his sword.

There is always a flow or flexibility in swordsmanship, and the Ssanggeukhyeolong’s unique martial arts, Voryugeok, is to twist and flow that flow as one pleases and gain the upper hand.

It was natural for the Ssanggeukhyeolong to think that Yu Jinkwang’s sword would also have a flow. All the swords he had faced so far were like that.

But there was no flow in Yoo Jin-kwang’s sword. Only the shortest distance and the fastest speed. That’s all.

Since Yu Jin-kwang’s sword contained only direction, not flow, it was impossible to get lost even if you tried to find your way. Truly the worst combination.

Even the sword that Yoo Jin-kwang held in his hand was not an ordinary object.

When the round handle of a single-edged sword touches the tip of a sword, the sword usually slides to the side, but the sword dug into the handle.

‘···!’

As the twin-eyed man hurriedly pulled the short spear and twisted his body, the sleeve of his clothes was cut and torn apart.

‘You can’t back down gracefully.’

If you are pushed in one-sidedly like this, it will have a negative impact on the subsequent fights. In terms of both momentum and number of fights.

That’s why the twin-pole blood-sucking spear hurriedly dodged the attack, while extending its spear in a trajectory that Yoo Jin-kwang had no choice but to defend against.

‘Right shoulder!’

However, Yoo Jin-kwang did not defend his shoulder. Instead, he quickly retrieved his sword and extended it once more.

As if he was offering his shoulder and aiming for the heart of the twin-blooded king.

People who have not learned martial arts think that this is how a warrior’s fight is always like.

Give flesh and take bones, give bones and take life.

But contrary to what ordinary people think, this was by no means an ordinary unmanned response.

What kind of unmanned person would aim for Donggwijin as soon as they first meet and start fighting?

In the end, the twin-polar blood-lord twisted his body again to dodge. A thin drop of blood flowed down from the twin-polar blood-lord’s left arm.

The twin-eyed man shouted.

“What are you doing, you punk!”

“What could it be? My sword is faster than your attacks, so there is no reason to be afraid.”

“You crazy bastard! You won’t survive either. Do you think I escaped because I’m weaker than you? If you fight with the intention of killing me, I can cut off your head too!”

“haha!”

Eugene Kwang let out a short laugh.

And in the very next moment, the smile disappeared from his face.

Eugene Kwang said.

“Then why don’t we just stop whining and just go together?”

People tend to panic when faced with an unexpected situation.

Since he felt like he would be crushed by Yoo Jin-kwang’s strange atmosphere if things continued like this, Ssanggeukhyeol-ong immediately extended his sword.

The target of the twin-headed sword is Yoo Jin-kwang’s head.

It was a very simple and infallible decision.

‘There may be authors who offer their shoulders and aim for the heart of an opponent at first sight, but there is no one who offers their head and pierces the heart of an opponent.’

But contrary to expectations, Yoo Jin-kwang’s sword extended out towards me.

The single spear of the Ssanggeukhyeolong and the sword of Yoo Jin-kwang. The moment the two blades crossed without even touching, the Ssanggeukhyeolong looked into Yoo Jin-kwang’s eyes.

And then I realized. Yoo Jin-kwang’s story about dying together wasn’t a joke.

‘You crazy bastard!’

The twin-eyed man twisted his body in fright.

Yoo Jin-kwang’s sword dug deep into the side of the Ssanggeukhyeolong, but Yoo Jin-kwang was not at ease either.

The auxiliary blade attached to the side of the single-edged sword started from next to Yoo Jin-kwang’s right eye, passed through his temple, and passed through the middle of his right ear.

A human being would have no choice but to close their eyes in this situation. Every martial artist I’ve ever seen in my life has been like that.

This time, it was definitely going to be the same, but Yoo Jin-kwang was still looking at the twin blood vessels without closing his eyes.

The twin-eyed man thought that look was so creepy.

‘Does this make sense?’

Blood flowed out from the twin’s side, soaking his clothes, and the right side of Yoo Jin-kwang’s face was covered in blood.

Yoo Jin-kwang spoke without even wiping the blood. His tone was subtly joyful.

“This is why I like it when my sword is faster than my opponent’s. It makes me feel like a merchant who never loses.”

“damage?”

“If only the other person dies, it’s a gain, but if we die together, it’s a loss. Right?”

The twin blood lords realized what the biggest problem was in this fight.

In the face of the biggest problem, the level of skill and the compatibility of martial arts were relatively minor issues.

The biggest problem was that Yoo Jin-kwang was crazy!

The twin blood lord changed his mind.

‘···I have to get out of this place for now.’

The twin blood prince had no desire to fight that crazy guy.

Because he is so old, his chances of challenging the Banrohwandong will only last two or three years at most.

The reason that the twin blood demons came to the public mountain and stayed there was because they wanted to gain enlightenment through the martial arts that the ghost king taught them and extend their lifespan.

That much, the twin bloodlines were in desperate need of enlightenment and a return to normal life, but if they fought in this place, they would not die of old age, but would be killed by the madman’s sword. There was no other choice.

‘That ridiculous guy popped out!’

The twin-eyed man didn’t think long and immediately turned around and started to run away.

As if it were a given, Yoo Jin-kwang’s sword aimed for Ssanggeukhyeol-ong’s back.

Eugene Kwang never cuts his opponent’s back, but he makes an exception when the opponent runs away.

The twin blood lord cleverly tried to push away Yu Jin-kwang’s sword. However, a familiar yet eerie sensation approached him from the side.

A circular blade, a flying wheel, is flying and aiming for the right arm of the Ssanggeukhyeolong.

‘Should I give my right arm, or give my heart to the sword that approaches from behind?’

There was no need to worry.

As the Ssanggeukhyeolong’s single spear pushed away Yu Jin-kwang’s sword, a disc flew in and swept past the Ssanggeukhyeolong’s right arm.

The right arm of the twin-headed dragon was cut off so cleanly.

However, the twin blood worm did not feel any pain. It was because he was very flustered and very excited.

‘Anyway, I survived!’

Just as a lizard breaks off its tail and runs away, the twin-eyed man put down his right arm and disappeared beyond the wall of the community.

The same was true for the Ghost King. Like most other top-tier masters, the Ghost King was someone who knew how to protect himself when faced with danger.

The Ghost King desperately spread out his secret martial arts skills, pushed away the four people who were trying to capture him, and ran away like crazy.

This was the second time I saw the Ghost King running away. The last time I met him, he ran away after discovering Hwa Yeon Shin Ni.

“Hmm···!”

As the two leaders disappeared, the Sapa warriors also began to hurriedly retreat.

There was no way to escape while blocking them leisurely. Without going all the way to Yoo Jin-kwang or Seon Woo-ja, he had to escape before Bi-ryun flew in.

A situation where they run away without taking any measures to defend themselves. Many of the Sapha warriors who ran away died.

However, quite a few Sapa warriors survived and disappeared into the trees of the public mountain.

Finally, the clanging of iron in the common area ceased. The eastern sky began to lighten dimly.

Yoo Jin-kwang jumped up to the roof where Dang Mu-jin was and returned the sword.

“It’s a little late, but aren’t you glad I came?”

“Of course. How did you know and come here?”

“How would you know? I’ve never been shy in front of a Jeon Sa Dae Jeon.”

Dang Mu-jin looked at Yoo Jin-kwang and smiled faintly.

Then I took a deep breath and straightened my back. I felt a refreshing pain.

My lower abdomen feels empty and my hands are numb from throwing so many sledgehammers all night.

Dang Mu-jin jumped down from the roof and checked the body of the first-line soldier.

As expected, it had long since cooled down. The Jongnam faction’s unmanned troops ran over and hugged the body of the first-line soldier, shedding tears.

Dang Mu-jin looked around at the scene. Most people were exhausted and lying down. Namgung Myung, Hyeon-gong, and Hong Geol-gae were no exception.

Then, something caught Dang Mu-jin’s eye. The wrinkled right arm of the Ssanggeukhyeol-ong.

Dang Mu-jin extended his right arm to Namgung Myeong.

“Okay. You said you lost your arm, so I brought you a new one.”

“···That’s your right arm?”

“You only have two right arms. That’s your real personality. I wonder what nickname you’ll get.”

Namgung Myung’s nickname is Shintu.

However, only a very small number of people know that Shintu is Namgung Myung. Most people probably think that Namgung Myung doesn’t have a nickname yet, so Namgung Myung will probably get a new nickname someday.

Dang Mu-jin showed warm consideration for his friend.

However, Namgung Myung waved his hand indifferently as if he was not interested.

“There’s no need for a nickname like that.”

“Think about it seriously. You might be the only person who can use a right-handed sword with your left arm. There’s no one who wouldn’t be caught off guard by it, right?”

“When you say it like that, I suddenly feel excited.”

Hong Geol-gae and Hyeon-gong, who were listening to the story from the side, snickered.

Dang Mu-jin sat down next to his friends, then soon lay down.

The dirt floor, soaked in blood and red, felt as comfortable as a soft bed.

Dang Mu-jin fell asleep without realizing it.