novelraw Chapter 185 : Chapter 185
Chapter 185 : Chapter 185
Chapter 185. Wall (1)
The Blood Disaster, who approached one step, clenches his right hand.
Matching this, a single trajectory continuing along the bastard’s right fist was embroidered.
The moment I twist my upper body to dodge that fist, the flow of internal energy flowing through the bastard’s whole body twists roughly.
At the same time, the trajectory formed in the air changed.
Was the first movement a feint?
No. If it was a feint in the first place, that trajectory wouldn't have even been visible to these eyes.
It was changing the technique he intended to unfold moment by moment matching my reaction.
The trajectory of the right fist that aimed for my head twists and flies aiming for the heart.
At the same time, a strand of energy slipped out and flew aiming for my lower body.
It was a method I used often. Unfolding the Flying Swallow Sword Art and Azure Heaven’s Hidden Smile at the same time.
Blocking the fist flying towards the chest with the Master’s Blade, I took one step.
I intended to open the distance while dodging the Sword Qi the bastard secretly shot.
At the same time, I intended to cut off the bastard’s fingers entirely in the process of blocking the bastard’s fist.
It was a half success.
I dodged the bastard’s Fist Qi, but the distance didn't open.
I blocked the bastard’s fist, but I couldn't cut it.
“This is true. I seem to be learning various techniques thanks to Benefactor.”
At the last moment, the bastard opened his fist and transformed it into a palm technique, utilizing the Principle of Yielding like the Moonlight Coiling Sword.
And just as I was about to tear apart the Qi Screen the bastard formed with the palm technique. The bastard shot palm wind with his left hand.
When I took one step again to avoid this, the bastard chased exactly as much as the distance I opened.
Before I knew it, the bastard’s footwork also advanced.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to open the distance.
He even showed the appearance of mimicking the footwork I unfolded and melting the principles of release and absorption into it naturally.
“Hahaha. The sect elders did not teach me these things.”
It was just absurd.
To mimic freely just by seeing it a few times.
I taught martial arts to my companions again from the time we left the Heavenly Peak Ridge with the Tang guy.
While coming here, Junior Sister Baek Hyang learned all the first three forms of the Sun Moon Infinite Sword, and recently she was unfolding the fourth form Moonlight Coiling Sword somewhat naturally.
She was scheduled to learn the fifth form Illusionary Sun Myriad Changes soon, and she was naturally melting the principles of release and absorption into her footwork too.
Conversely speaking, the bastard finished the process that took Junior Sister Baek Hyang about twenty days in less than a quarter of an hour.
Is that bastard an overwhelming genius who defies comparison even with Junior Sister Baek Hyang?
No.
The starting point was different.
Junior Sister Baek Hyang was a mature master of the Peak Realm who had already surpassed Sword Unification.
But that bastard was a guy who had the Heavenly Ladder Realm right under his nose.
The basic forms of the Sun Moon Infinite Sword or the principles of the Life and Death Blood Steps were not high-level techniques to that bastard.
He just hadn't thought of such techniques.
Because he had never learned them, nor seen or heard them.
The moment my thoughts reached there. Laughter came out of its own accord.
“Hehehehe.”
Before I knew it, the bastard had approached closer to me.
Now, it was a distance where the bastard’s fist could sufficiently touch my body without even shooting Qi.
Perhaps because of my smile.
The bastard, who was swinging his double hands repeatedly, smiled.
“Thinking about dying soon, you seem truly happy. Since this life is full of pain, I will send Benefactor to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Hahahahaha.”
Barely blocking or dodging the combo the bastard threw, I responded.
“You bastard. Unlike trash, you are naive.”
Matching the moment the bastard tilted his head and smirked, I unexpectedly spat saliva towards the bastard’s eyes.
“Ptooey!”
The distance had become close enough for the Blood Disaster’s fist to touch directly.
Saliva shot with internal energy loaded in the throat flies like a hidden weapon.
“What?!”
The Blood Disaster was startled and blocked the saliva with his left hand.
Matching that moment, I threw a left kick.
“Where do you use such an obvious trick!”
This time, the Blood Disaster used his right arm to block my left kick.
It didn't matter.
Because the left kick was a feint in the first place.
Pabababak!
The sound of something striking repeatedly echoes.
“Keuk…….”
The Blood Disaster groans. Blood flows faintly along the bastard’s mouth.
The clothes on the bastard’s abdomen had become rags.
Because of the dirt and small stones kicked up when I swung my leg.
This naive and stupid trash said it with his own mouth.
That he saw the techniques I unfold for the first time.
That he had never seen such techniques when sparring with the sect elders.
This bastard was a guy who had only experienced the martial arts of the Potala Palace all his life.
Although he killed people a few times, everyone this bastard killed so far were old people and the sick.
Considering this bastard’s level, killing them was simpler than twisting a child’s wrist.
In other words, his combat experience was at a non-existent level.
Why did I notice this important fact only now?
Because I was captive to a preconceived notion.
Because that bastard was the worst trash among trash.
It was difficult to think that a guy who kills people for fun would be naive.
Even in the beginning of the battle, that bastard used the old man as a shield.
Naturally, I expected him to be trash seasoned in actual combat.
“Now let’s try dying. Naive trash.”
Saying so, I swung the Master’s Blade. At the same time, I stepped with footwork to open the distance again.
Now I abandoned the thought of winning just with martial arts.
I willingly unfolded Lazy Donkey Rolls on the Ground and dodged the bastard’s Fist Qi. Picking up dirt in my hand while rolling on the ground and throwing it was a given.
I kicked protruding stones scattered on the ground, and I used trees growing here and there to escape the bastard’s vision.
I used every geographical feature I could use.
Thanks to that, the Master’s Blade occasionally inflicted wounds on the bastard’s body.
Slash!
Immediately after cutting the bastard’s forearm. I asked to provoke the bastard.
“Was this also worth learning?”
But the Blood Disaster didn't get excited. He just grinned.
“Hehehe. I truly seem to be learning a lot from Benefactor.”
A smile overflowing with killing intent.
My spine chilled.
It felt like being chased.
When I spat saliva and kicked the dirt pile at the bastard for the first time.
I had shot the dirt pile with the intention of killing the bastard completely.
Normally, it contained power that would have burst the bastard’s intestines and then some.
But the bastard only suffered minor internal injuries.
At the last moment. It was because he protected his abdomen with internal energy.
It meant he responded instantly to a technique he hadn't even expected in that split second.
The bastard was continuously growing while fighting me.
“To repay that teaching, I will kill Benefactor very slowly. Thinking of pulling out Benefactor’s limbs one by one, it is truly enjoyable.”
With those words, the Blood Disaster rushed in again.
“Phew.”
Trying to calm my chased heart, I engage with the bastard again.
I had to kill this bastard as quickly as possible by any means.
The moment I make a mistake, I was in a situation where I would lead this monster to a higher realm with my own hands.
I swung the Master’s Blade repeatedly to try and kill the bastard quickly somehow.
I spat saliva, used terrain, and even threw hidden weapons I had hidden.
Thanks to that, the bastard became covered in blood before I knew it.
Blood was flowing from various places on his body, and blood was smeared faintly on his mouth too.
But laughter didn't come out.
I cut the bastard’s body a few times, but there were no fatal wounds.
At the very last moment.
The bastard was showing unexpected responses and dodging only the fatal wounds somehow.
But what was more anxious was something else.
The blood flowing on the bastard’s body was all hardening little by little.
“Hehehe. Now it seems the time to send Benefactor to paradise is approaching.”
The bastard didn't fall for my tricks anymore.
From some moment, the fight was running parallel.
This was also thanks to inflicting wounds on the bastard’s body here and there.
Perhaps because of those wounds, the bastard’s movements became a little sluggish.
The Blood Disaster, who threw a fist, muttered as if regretting.
“Oh my.”
It wasn't because I dodged the bastard’s fist.
“This is truly. It seems the fight went on too long.”
Presence is felt gradually from the surroundings.
Perhaps someone was approaching holding a torch, vermilion light was also felt.
“Haa. You must die quickly before they come. Because the sect elders dislike murder.”
The bastard rushed at me like a chased person.
Being impatient was the same for this side.
If the Lama monks come, I cannot kill this bastard.
If I miss this monster growing rapidly this time, there was no next time.
A battle of wits prepared to give flesh to cut bone continues.
The Master’s Blade I swung digs into the bastard’s wound.
Slash!
The energy the bastard shot hits my body.
Thud!
Pain didn't matter.
Ignoring the soaring blood and aching bones, I swung the Master’s Blade continuously.
Slash!
Thud!
Cutting sounds and impact sounds cross a few times.
Damn it, the presence reached close.
“Hyeonam!!”
The shouts of Lama monks burst out.
The Blood Disaster bastard also shouted while blocking the Master’s Blade I thrust.
“This person kidnapped an innocent old man and tried to kill him!”
A bizarre thing happened.
The bastard who acted as if he was dying to kill me just a moment ago was pushed back as if bouncing off on purpose this time.
At the same time, Lama monks started rushing towards me.
Matching that, the Blood Disaster bastard retreated back and tried to open the distance with me.
Should I say it was fortunate? A familiar presence was felt beside the flocking Lama monks.
“Protect the old man and block the Lama monks!!”
I shouted but didn't check my companions’ movements.
Trusting my companions, I focused on the Blood Disaster first.
“Capture them alive immediately!”
“We must abolish their martial arts, cut their tendons, and imprison them in the prison!”
“Y-you cannot pass!!”
“We must subdue them alive!”
Leaving behind the shouts of the Lama monks and my companions, I rushed towards the Blood Disaster bastard who had retreated.
Why was it?
The Blood Disaster, who retreated back, had his eyes closed with a bloody appearance.
An appearance detached from the surrounding environment which was no different from chaos.
He looked truly peaceful, but his inside was not.
In my eyes, it was visible.
The flow of massive internal energy flowing aloofly through the bastard’s whole body.
Something was going wrong.
The moment I finally reached the distance where the sword touched.
The Blood Disaster’s eyes opened.
“Hahahaha.”
The bastard smiled like a Buddhist practitioner.
At the same time, a single trajectory is embroidered in the air.
It was a bizarre trajectory. Clearly, the line was one, but the size of that line was too thick.
To the extent that it couldn't be called a line at all.
At the same time, the energy raging through the Blood Disaster’s whole body gathered in the bastard’s right palm.
The bastard threw a right palm strike with a natural movement.
It was a movement similar to what I had seen before.
But the result was too different.
Massive energy condenses along the bastard’s hand.
Although clearly energy was condensing, its size was tremendous.
Golden Enhanced Qi rages.
The shape was similar to the bastard’s palm, but its size was as big as my body.
I swung the Master’s Blade straight towards that Enhanced Qi.
Because I prepared since I felt the anomaly, I barely succeeded in unfolding Painting the Moon on Still Water.
Wiiiiing.
Along with the sword cry, Enhanced Qi also wrapped around the Master’s Blade.
Boom!!
With a roar, the two Enhanced Qis mingle.
But the Enhanced Qi the bastard shot was too big.
That palm-shaped Enhanced Qi tried to wrap around me as if making a fist.
I hurriedly twisted the trajectory of the Master’s Blade forcibly with the Principle of Yielding. At the same time, I threw my body with full power.
Boom!!
The clenching palm of Enhanced Qi causes a roar.
Although I barely escaped, it wasn't exactly a good situation.
“Kugh…….”
Internal injuries relapsed and blood soared.
While swallowing that blood with effort. A shout came from behind.
“Hyeonam has achieved Great Success in the Great Hand Seal Divine Art!!”
“Hah. You have finally crossed the wall!”
I had heard of the martial art called Great Hand Seal Divine Art. A martial art commonly called Miljong Daesu-in in the Central Plains.
It was the most famous ultimate art among the martial arts of the Potala Palace.
And that bastard had been unfolding that martial art since earlier.
Only the problem was that this time, he unfolded it at a level that couldn't even be compared to before.
The appearance of the bastard closing his eyes while retreating urgently a moment ago came to mind.
Did he perhaps consolidate all the realization gained during the battle in that short time?
As if giving an answer to my question, the Blood Disaster smiled benevolently and sent me a sound transmission.
- Benefactor said so, right? Do I not have thoughts of going outside?
The bastard’s gaze turned towards the Lama monks momentarily.
- Thanks to Benefactor, I think I will be able to go out soon.
As if implying he would kill all of them too after killing me.