novelraw Chapter 4 : Chapter 4
Chapter 4 : Chapter 4
Chapter 04 - The Three Great Taboos of Diancang
“………!”
The children inside the hall were expressing their emotions in various ways.
A child whose jaw had dropped to the floor.
A child whose eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
A child who kept rubbing his eyes, doubting the situation before him.
As if to mock the recent commotion, the hall was enveloped in a heavy silence.
“I told you to come out.”
Biyoung stood at the door, beckoning with his finger.
A sharp gaze, as if it could cut through a sword, was directed at the flat-nosed boy's gang.
“Th… that bastard……!”
“The guy who was always getting beaten up like a punching bag……!”
“Ha…… I’m speechless.”
The gang members’ faces contorted hideously, but unexpectedly, none of them stepped forward readily.
It was because of the flat-nosed boy's face, which had become a bloody mess in an instant, and the teeth that had fallen out next to him.
‘What in the world happened?’
‘Did that bastard really do that to Hongchil?’
The flat-nosed boy wasn't particularly strong among the group.
He had just stepped forward because he was the best at tormenting others.
Just then, someone clicked their tongue as if it was pathetic.
“Tsk tsk. What are you guys doing?”
“Jaeguk-ah……”
Jaeguk, who had been smiling with his gums showing while tormenting Biyoung, furrowed his brow.
“You don't seriously think that pushover knocked out Hongchil, do you? He must have missed his step while throwing a punch.”
“Is… is that what happened?”
“You guys saw it too. Did you see that Biyoung bastard throw a punch?”
“That is……”
They hadn't seen it.
To the children's eyes, it just looked like the flat-nosed boy had fallen over while throwing a punch.
It seemed much more plausible that the flat-nosed boy had fallen on his own, rather than the idiot who got beaten up every day knocking him out in one blow.
Jaeguk once again bared his gums and gestured with his head towards the outside.
In his hand was the wooden sword that the headmaster had propped up at some point.
“It seems his head got hit too many times and he's lost his mind. Let's take this opportunity to completely destroy him.”
“Ye, yeah! Good!”
“That arrogant bastard. Let’s make him a complete cripple!”
The gang members, who had been inwardly scared, raised their voices and strode forward.
Biyoung, seeing the gang come out, moved to a small open space next to the hall.
Jaeguk swaggered about, with the wooden sword slung over his shoulder.
“Hey. Pushover.”
“…….”
“They say when a person does something they don't usually do, their time to die has come. It seems today is that day for you.”
“Since when?”
Biyoung asked a different question, as if uninterested in Jaeguk's words.
Jaeguk's face contorted to its fullest.
“What did you say?”
“I'm asking since when have you been tormenting me.”
“Haha. What's wrong with you? You seem like a completely different person.”
Jaeguk shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly and chuckled.
“Did you finally lose your mind after being beaten for three years? Kekeke.”
“Three years……”
Biyoung muttered to himself.
Had he been beaten like this every day for that long?
“………….”
Biyoung slowly massaged his neck with one hand.
Back when he was famous as the ‘World’s Fastest Sword’ in his previous life.
In Yunnan, there was a famous saying, the ‘Three Great Taboos of Diancang,’ things one should never do when climbing Diancang Mountain.
First, do not get into a dispute with a swordsman with a hawk's eye engraved on his sword.
Second, do not speak of the Primeval Lord of Heaven, the root of Taoism, in vain.
The last, third, was not to be seen by the wolf who touches his neck.
Unfortunately, the gang members had no way of knowing that the subject of the third taboo was right in front of them.
“Let's make it one place per year. That's me being very generous.”
“……?”
“What the hell is this retard talking about!”
Perhaps Biyoung's calm attitude was getting on his nerves, Jaeguk lunged forward.
As could be seen from how he led the gang, he was the best fighter among them.
And what's more, didn't he have a wooden sword in his hand?
Jaeguk swung the arm he had raised high in a diagonal line.
No, he was about to swing.
Paaaaaak!
“!!!”
There it was again.
The sound of splitting firewood that had been heard inside the hall once again struck their eardrums.
“Huh……?”
A deflated voice escaped from the mouth of one of the gang members.
Jaeguk was still holding the wooden sword.
The only difference from before was that his entire body was trembling slightly, and blood was gushing out from between his lips like a fountain.
“What?”
“Wh… what!!”
“Teeth.”
Paaaaaak.
“Left arm.”
By now, there was no one who didn't know what this sound meant.
The fist that Biyoung swung flew like a gimlet and lodged into Jaeguk’s left arm.
“Uwaaaaaaaaargh!”
The scream that he hadn't been able to let out before burst out later.
Jaeguk clutched his left arm, which was dangling with a broken bone, and rolled on the ground.
However, there was still one year left in the conditions Biyoung had set.
“Right foot.”
-Ujijik
“Kuaaaaargh!”
Jaeguk's ankle was twisted at a bizarre angle.
The complexions of the gang members watching the scene turned pale.
‘Ho, how could this happen?’
‘Is that really that pushover Biyoung?’
‘A ghost…… he’s possessed by a ghost……!’
The gang members, completely terrified by Biyoung's hands, slowly backed away.
If Jaeguk, who was holding a wooden sword, was beaten so mercilessly, they had no chance of winning even if they all ganged up on him.
A chance of winning?
No, right now, such calculated thoughts were not necessary.
Seeing Biyoung growling like a beast, a primal fear arose.
‘Let's run away…!’
It was when the remaining gang members all had the same thought.
Biyoung looked down blankly at the wooden sword that Jaeguk had dropped.
“…………?”
Then, very slowly, he picked up the wooden sword.
“Huck…… huck.”
In the meantime, the gang members had run to the corner of the alley.
There was a distance of at least three zhang to where Biyoung was.
It was the moment the boys were about to feel relieved in front of the corner.
Ssssss…….
A creepy sensation shot up their spines.
A sharp, needle-like feeling came from behind them.
The child who was a head taller than the others inadvertently turned his head back.
“!”
He had to regret turning his head.
The sight of Biyoung, holding the wooden sword and aiming at them.
It was like a single, well-honed sword in itself.
Pababak!
Biyoung's form suddenly grew larger.
As he closed the distance at high speed, it created the illusion that his body had grown larger.
The wooden sword in Biyoung's hand accurately struck the shoulder of the boy at the very front of the group.
Crack!
“Uwaaaaaaaaargh!”
A terrible scream froze the footsteps of the gang members.
With Biyoung blocking the front, it was now impossible to escape.
Biyoung's eyes were still filled with wildness, and the children who met his gaze lost strength in their legs and collapsed to the ground.
The image of Biyoung, who used to cry his eyes out with a fearful face every day, was no longer there.
There was only the Jade Boy Swordsman, his face colder than an autumn frost, with a divine light shining from him.
“S, sorry!”
“We were wrong!”
“I now understand how hard it must have been for you!”
The boys, who had finally grasped the situation, began to beg for their lives, rubbing their hands and feet together.
One of them even slammed his forehead on the ground as if to show his sincerity.
“Understand?”
The corner of Biyoung's mouth, who was looking down at the children, slightly went up.
If seen elsewhere, it would have been a picture-perfect scene, but in the eyes of the gang, it felt like a demon that could only be seen in hell.
“You know, as I’ve lived my life like this, there’s one thing I’ve realized.”
The gang members, amidst their fear, widened their eyes.
‘What is he talking about now?’
‘We’re older than you, you brat……!’
In fact, Biyoung was the youngest in the hall.
But for him to talk as if he had lived through it all, it was bound to be absurd.
“People can't fully understand the pain of others. They might say they understand how hard it must have been for you, but that's an impossible thing.”
“………?”
“Instead, it's possible to show them. It's possible to convey exactly what kind of hellish pain I went through, I mean.”
“!”
Among them, the face of a quick-witted child turned pale.
He had realized the intention to never let it go.
“Take it sweetly. You pieces of trash.”
Soon, Biyoung’s wooden sword began to dance.
***
“What in the world is the meaning of this!”
No matter how steeped in boredom the headmaster was, he could not remain indifferent now.
It was because five of the students had been literally beaten to a pulp.
The headmaster glared at Biyoung with wide eyes.
“Is this really all your doing!”
“Yes.”
Biyoung's answer was disappointingly concise.
Usually, one would make excuses or plead that there were circumstances, at least out of fear of the headmaster.
However, Biyoung's attitude was utterly dry.
From the headmaster's perspective, it was naturally a matter to be furious about.
“This brat has caused such a mess and shows no sign of remorse. I will properly discipline you today.”
The headmaster rolled up his sleeves, his face red and blue.
Biyoung scratched his head, looking troubled.
‘He’s still the headmaster, so I can’t beat him up the same way. What should I do.’
He didn't regret beating up the flat-nosed boy's gang.
But it was true that his hands had been heavy.
The guys lying on the floor had all suffered serious injuries that would require more than half a year of recuperation.
As the headmaster, who looked to be a cheok taller than Biyoung, strode forward, the students swallowed their saliva.
The headmaster’s hand, which was holding the wooden sword, was clenched tightly.
It was truly a touch-and-go situation.
“Wa, wait a minute!”
“?”
Just then, a voice interjected between Biyoung and the headmaster.
“Biyoung is not at fault.”
“What?”
A boy with a small, round face and large eyes stepped forward, cautiously watching.
“The kids lying over there are the ones who usually hit and torment Biyoung. Today, too, this trouble started because they hit Biyoung first while he was sitting quietly.”
“…………?”
At those words, the headmaster frowned, and Biyoung stared at the boy with curious eyes.
His eyes were large and clear, making him look quite intelligent, but at the same time, he had the impression of being timid.
He was also smaller and more slender than Biyoung.
‘The little pipsqueak managed to muster up some courage.’
Biyoung smirked as he looked at the boy.
It's harder than one might think to speak one's mind in such a heavy atmosphere.
Even now, though he had spoken up, the pipsqueak’s legs were trembling.
“Sedong! Who said you could speak?!”
The headmaster growled at the child named Sedong.
However, Sedong, while being cautious, did not bend his conviction.
“If you really don't believe me, ask the other kids here. It's a clear fact that those guys tormented Biyoung.”
After saying so, Sedong cautiously and slowly backed away.
“Is what Sedong said true!”
Biyoung shrugged his shoulders, and the other students nodded almost imperceptibly.
The headmaster could tell from the children's attitudes that what he said was true.
‘What should I do.’
A look of dismay filled the headmaster's face.
To think that such a disaster would happen while he was away for a moment.
It was as clear as day that the parents of the beaten children would come and cause a scene.
“Whatever the reason, you have committed a great wrong against your fellow students. You will have to explain what you have done to the parents of these children.”
It seemed the headmaster's intention was to deflect the arrows that would be aimed at him towards Biyoung.
At the cowardly behavior, hard to believe for an adult, Sedong frowned.
“Explain…… like this?”
Biyoung suddenly took off his top.
“What are you doing now……!”
The headmaster, who was about to shout, shut his mouth.
It was because unspeakably terrible bruises and wounds covered Biyoung's entire body.
There was no need to explain who had caused those scars.
“Let's call it even with this.”
“……!”
Biyoung slung his top over one arm and strode towards the door.
The headmaster, unable to stop Biyoung's actions, roared.
“You, you brat. Do you think you can continue to attend Hoyul Martial Arts Hall after this!”
Biyoung stopped dead in his tracks.
Then he turned his head and gave a beautiful smile.
“Don't worry.”
“?”
“A shitty place like this. I wouldn't come now even if you asked me to.”
“!”
Leaving behind the wide-eyed faces, Biyoung walked out of the martial arts hall.