Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 4 : I'll Fight with My Left Hand!

Inside the Tyrant Heaven Sect.

"So... he wants to make another bet?"

The Tyrant Heaven Sect leader, Du Bokyang, said with his eyes gently closed.

"Yes, Sect Leader. He says he'll bet the Flying Heaven Sword Sect and his own neck."

Betting his own neck. Is he immature?

Or does he have something to believe in?

"What did you think when you saw him? I heard he died and came back to life. Did he seem to have any special talents?"

"It's been three months since I started watching the eldest son of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect. I watched him carefully, but there was nothing special. This is the first time he has drawn his sword."

"Hmm... I heard the young master of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect is a genius?"

"He was born with a Heavenly Martial Body, but they said he had no interest in the sword, and that seems to be true. He had spirit and seemed to have outstanding martial talent, but that's all."

Steward Woo was a calm and intelligent man.

He doesn't rush in just because there's easy prey in front of him. He is the type to examine, weigh, and reconsider.

If he says so, then it is so.

The Tyrant Heaven Sect leader, Du Bokyang, swept back his few remaining strands of hair and narrowed his eyes.

It was a habit that came out when he was considering possible variables.

"He's saying he'll come out himself as the opponent for the duel, right? And there are no conditions on who should come out from our side?"

"There were no other conditions. It seems we can send out Lightning Sword Ga Deukso. It wouldn't look good for you, the Sect Leader, to step up yourself against a mere son."

Certainly, if it's the Lightning Sword, he will finish the duel cleanly.

Hearing about what happened today, he seems to be just at the threshold of the first-rate, and at that level, one is bound to collapse against speed.

"Good. Proceed!"

Justification is important in matters like this.

We need to show that this is not a position created by persecuting a collapsing sword sect.

"Prepare for a public duel in a week and spread some rumors here and there so that many people gather. Say that the Tyrant Heaven Sect, pitying the situation of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect, is giving them another chance."

"I understand."

"And I heard that Gentleman Sword Nangong Seon is staying in Anshun County. Send a smart fellow to respectfully invite him. If there's even an observer, they won't be able to say anything else again."

Devouring the Flying Heaven Sword Sect was not simply a matter of financial gain. To become a prestigious sect in the Guizhou region, they needed proof that they had surpassed the Flying Heaven Sword Sect's Go Hyeon Geom.

It's actually a good thing. This time, the bet was proposed by the Flying Heaven Sword Sect first. If they rightfully defeat that puppy on the duel stage, they can gain both justification and practical benefits.

Now, in a week, everything will be neatly organized, and they will establish themselves as a rising new sect in Guizhou.

Just thinking about it made him feel good already.

* * *

The promised week had passed.

Before leaving for the Tyrant Heaven Sect, I stopped by the shrine and bowed my head in front of my father's memorial tablet.

It is the day to protect my father's Flying Heaven Sword Sect.

The Tyrant Heaven Sect must have been delighted.

In fact, there had been a lot of talk about fraud and what not regarding the bet duel with my father. Since they could clean it up this time, they would probably consider my return from the dead a blessing in disguise.

They probably gathered people and brought in an observer so that they couldn't say anything else later, right?

I took out the sword my father used to use.

It's a good sword. It's been a long time since it was used, but the blade is still sharp.

When I infused it with internal energy, it hummed and made a clean sword cry as if it had met its master after a long time.

This is the first time I've crossed swords since returning to the past.

Another resolve formed in my heart.

* * *

At the Tyrant Heaven Sect, people were already in a bustle trying to get a good view of the duel stage. Duels between martial artists were not a common occurrence.

Moreover, no one would want to miss such a good spectacle as the Flying Heaven Sword Sect and the Tyrant Heaven Sect betting their respective sects in a public duel.

As I passed by, people made way for me.

The eyes of the people looking at me were filled with pity.

They must be thinking, how could he not overcome his youthful spirit and propose a bet duel.

If they had their way, they would want to see the Flying Heaven Sword Sect, which had been respected in the region, defeat the Tyrant Heaven Sect, which had come from who knows where, with a single strike, but almost no one expected that to happen.

"I heard he died and came back to life? Doctor Gam from the village below clearly confirmed that his pulse had stopped."

"Is that rumor true? If it's Doctor Gam, he wouldn't have misdiagnosed. Then isn't it a corpse walking around? Could it be a zombie?"

"Hey, you! His skin is a bit dull, but it's not the face of a dead corpse, is it?"

I must have damaged my skin a bit after focusing on training for the past week. I should take care of it. That way, with my outstanding skills and handsome face, I can get a nickname like 'Jade-Faced Sword Dragon' or 'Jade-Faced Saber Dragon'.

Ah! I can just go with 'Jade-Faced Divine Dragon'.

"Walking Corpse! He's already got the nickname 'Walking Corpse'."

Huh? What...? Did I hear that wrong? Corpse? What corpse? A walking corpse?

"Walking Corpse! I've never heard such a bizarre nickname in my life."

Walking Corpse? Walking Corpse!

Which son of a bitch who deserves to be beaten to death dares to talk about a corpse to me, who has traveled back in time risking my life to save the Central Plains? With what kind of resolve did I endure that pain to come this far.

I will definitely find the one who first created and spread such a bizarre nickname. And I will catch him alive and peel his skin until he begs for death in unimaginable pain...

"No. Why is it suddenly so cold..."

The people around the duel stage shivered without knowing why at the terrifying killing intent I emitted.

Let's calm down for now. Today is an important day.

I took a deep breath and controlled my true energy.

As I slowly walked towards the duel stage, I saw the wild boar and the weasel I had seen before.

The wild boar had a bandage wrapped around his shoulder, and the weasel with a red nose had switched to a shorter saber.

I gave them a wink.

Even if you only know their faces, you should at least give a nod.

I was raised to be polite.

I went straight up to the duel stage.

I saw the Tyrant Heaven Sect leader, Du Bokyang, in the seat of honor in front of the duel stage.

His smiling face looked like he had come to a feast.

His expression will be a sight to see in a moment.

"I am Jin Danyeong of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect. Let's start right away."

I was about to stand with one leg crooked and beckon with my finger, but I held back for the sake of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect's reputation.

"You're in a hurry. I am Du Bokyang, the sect leader of the Tyrant Heaven Sect."

Du Bokyang replied without even getting up from his seat.

And the middle-aged man with a magnificent white beard sitting in the seat of honor right next to him stood up.

"I am Nangong Seon, who will notarize today's duel."

I thought I had seen him somewhere, but they brought a pretty big shot, didn't they?

Gentleman Sword Nangong Seon is the sixth cousin of the Nangong family's head. He was probably called Gentleman Sword because he was fair and just in everything and never went astray, right?

Of course, that wonderful person's neck and body will be neatly separated by the Demonic Cult in twenty years.

"From now on, I will explain today's duel. This duel is being held fairly under the agreement of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect and the Tyrant Heaven Sect, and regarding the outcome of the duel... So I, Gentleman Sword Nangong Seon, will guarantee all of this."

Ah. I almost dozed off while standing.

Being long-winded doesn't make it fair, but anyway, he defined the nature of this duel in quite detail.

"From the Tyrant Heaven Sect, we will send out Lightning Sword Ga Deukso."

The people around the duel stage murmured.

It was probably not because the sect leader didn't come out himself, but because of the expectation for the Lightning Sword.

He is a swordsman who is said to be the best in Guizhou for his fast sword.

There was even a rumor that his sword was so fast that the severed head would close its eyes while looking at its own body.

In fact, his skill is just about first-rate, but he is a man who made a name for himself with his sword-drawing technique alone.

It wasn't known, but he was a guy who wouldn't shy away from facing women or children as long as it paid.

I despise guys like this.

I had expected him to come up to the duel stage.

They must have thought that for someone of my level, it's best to overwhelm with speed.

"I am Ga Deukso. I made a name for myself with my fast sword. People call me Lightning Sword because they say my sword is as fast as lightning."

The middle-aged man, with 'I have a sensitive and sharp personality and can finish you off with a single strike' written on his face, revealed his nickname.

Why do martial artists talk about their nicknames when they haven't been asked?

Aren't they ashamed to say it with their own mouths?

There are too many shameless people in the Central Plains.

Since I was introduced, I should introduce myself too.

"I am Jin Danyeong. I like to drink a glass of Shaoxing wine with boiled pork as a side dish, and I often hear that I'm handsomely good-looking. People call me by the nickname Jade-Faced Divine Dragon."

These guys don't even smile well.

Making the person who spoke feel awkward.

Instead, the spectators around the duel stage were chuckling and holding back their laughter. No, why?

Ga Deukso expressionlessly placed the two fingers of his right hand lightly on the hilt of his sword.

Just by placing his hand, his momentum became sharp.

I could feel the true energy rising from his whole body.

The reputation of the Lightning Sword was not earned by playing hopscotch.

Good posture.

I also lightly gripped the hilt of the sword with my right hand.

The sword is actually more comfortable in my left hand, but well, I'm not at the stage to be picky about weapons.

I had also planned to fight with my right hand for today's duel.

- Swish!

Ga Deukso's right hand twitched.

Cutting through the air, Ga Deukso drew his sword first.

- Clang!

A single clash of sword against sword echoed on the duel stage.

A silence as if cold water had been poured fell over the duel stage.

Not only did it end too quickly, but the result was also unexpected.

On the duel stage, Ga Deukso was kneeling, holding his right shoulder with his left hand.

Of course, his right arm, which was firmly gripping the sword, was lying next to him.

In fact, I have fought Ga Deukso before. So I know his habit of slightly bending his little finger just before drawing his sword.

I cut off his right arm back then too.

Of course, even if I didn't know, the result wouldn't have changed.

How many of them saw it?

My sword, which blocked the famous Ga Deukso's fast sword draw and at the same time deflected the sword and dug into his right armpit...

"Th-this..."

You're bewildered, aren't you? A swordsman's right arm has been cut off.

I know well because I've had mine cut off too.

If you keep using your left hand, you'll be able to lift a spoon.

The Gentleman Sword had shot up from his seat. With his mouth wide open.

The Nangong family always gets surprised when they see a fast sword, don't they?

You guys have good swordsmanship too.

I feel my chest swell with pride when I see the Boundless Azure Sky Sword Art or the Emperor Sword Form. You should be proud of what you have, there's no end to envying others.

"Ah... ah... today's duel is the victory of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect!"

So you can talk even with your jaw dropped like that.

- Wow! Wow!

Only then did the cheers of the crowd erupt.

Today is the day to show that the Flying Heaven Sword Sect is still going strong.

"What happened? Is it over already?"

"I didn't even take my eyes off it, but I couldn't see it. I think the word 'like lightning' should be used for Young Master Jin, not Ga Deukso."

"As expected of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect. Is that the Flying Heaven Sword Sect's Red Sun Sword Art?"

"I didn't have high expectations because people called him 'Walking Corpse', but is there such a fast corpse?"

Ah, I need to get rid of that trashy nickname quickly.

The expression on the Tyrant Heaven Sect leader's face next to the Gentleman Sword was so good I wanted to stuff it and hang it on the wall.

It wasn't just that he had dropped snot into the cooked rice, he had overturned the entire rice cooker.

"Th-then today's duel is won by Young Master Jin Danyeong of the Flying Heaven Sword Sect..."

"Wait a minute!"

This isn't enough. I bet my neck too.

"Let's call it off and do it again!"

The Tyrant Heaven Sect leader's face contorted strangely. He felt like the sky was falling as he was about to lose the Tyrant Heaven Sect with his eyes wide open, but the opponent said to call it off.

He's happy to do it again, but he must be suspicious of what the ulterior motive is.

"This time, the sect leader himself! Bet your neck too!"

His contorted face crumpled even more.

If he could win, everything would be solved, but he probably couldn't be confident of victory if he stepped up himself. But it's also not right for a sect leader to refuse.

I could feel the Tyrant Heaven Sect leader's dilemma from here.

I should give him some confidence for a quick decision.

"I'll fight with my left hand!"

(End of Chapter)