novelraw Chapter 48 : Chapter 48
Chapter 48 : Chapter 48
Chapter 48 - He is like a gale
Since becoming the leader of the Tiger-Bear Stronghold, Wi Sung had never heard such absurd words.
Coming to collect a debt.
Bandits only rob and plunder others' property.
They don't take assets with the promise of returning them to others.
Wi Sung gave a malicious smile and glared at Uma.
“I don't owe you guys anything.”
“What do you mean you don't. It's scattered all over the place.”
Uma, with the back of his sword on his shoulder, gestured here and there with his chin.
It was truly the typical appearance of a marketplace thug.
His impression was so heinous that even the bandits of the stronghold would have to give him a wide berth.
“The land you are stepping on. And all the buildings. They are all things you owe us.”
“……?”
For a bandit, Wi Sung was quite intelligent.
So he could sense that there was a hidden meaning in Uma's words.
‘Wait a minute…….’
Come to think of it, Uma's attire looked familiar.
When he first came here and burned everything unnecessary, he had seen clothes similar to that.
A martial uniform with a wing-shaped embroidery on the chest.
They were things that had been left in various buildings when the Tiger-Bear Stronghold made this place its base.
Then, could it be…….
‘What nonsense……!’
Wi Sung blew away all the thoughts in his head.
If those guys were who he thought they were, where were they and what were they doing when they were kicked out, to only appear now?
“What are you all doing! Attack!”
“Yes, sir!”
“Die!”
Wi Sung shouted convulsively and gave orders to his subordinates.
Normally, Wi Sung was someone who rarely showed his fear to the outside.
But the situation was different now.
For the evil factions, the existence of prestigious orthodox sects was always a thorny issue.
Moreover, if the target was the former masters of this Diancang Mountain, and if their power still remained, they would be an extremely threatening existence to Wi Sung.
Uma bared his teeth at the bandits who had gathered around him.
“Debtors are always like this. They borrow with money and try to repay with a sword……”
He corrected the sword he had placed on his shoulder and held it in front of his body.
How long had he waited for this day.
This moment of wearing the Dianccang Sect's uniform and wielding the Diancang Sect's sword.
Uma accepted the surging sense of exhilaration as it was.
“I will make you pay the interest for all this time, with interest.”
Soon, Uma's large body moved like a flash of lightning.
***
“Hiiik!”
“No, that bastard!”
“Why can't you catch him already!”
“Damn it. He's faster than a flying squirrel, how are we supposed to catch him.”
A wide open space that had once been used as a training ground.
A man was running rampant all over that place.
The sight of him leading the bandits here and there was reminiscent of the Pied Piper.
“Heek!”
Woosh!
The various weapons of the bandits repeatedly cut through the empty air.
Solbo had drawn his sword, but he hadn't swung it even once and was just running around here and there.
“Aaargh!”
“That bastard! I'm definitely killing him today!”
“Get over here!”
The bandits dealing with Solbo were about to die from frustration.
For all his bravado in charging into the middle, the guy was just running around here and there, draining their stamina.
If he was going to do this, why did he even invade the stronghold?
The bandits huffed and puffed and swung their swords at Solbo, but each time, Solbo escaped the crisis with his fast movement technique.
“Use your heads, you idiots! Corner him!”
“!”
However.
At the voice of one experienced bandit, the tide of battle turned drastically.
The bandits, who had been charging recklessly, began to slowly surround Solbo.
“Uh……!”
A look of dismay filled Solbo's already terrified face.
It was because the space he could move in was gradually shrinking.
“Hiss, hiss. Finally caught him. You rat-like bastard.”
“I'll make you beg me to kill you.”
A dilemma.
Behind him was the closed door of a building, and in front, more than ten bandits were positioned.
There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to run.
“Heek……”
Beneath his thick eyebrows, his large eyes trembled faintly.
The thought that he might really die was taking over his mind.
“Get him!”
Three bandits in the front rushed towards Solbo.
It was the moment when the two words 'death' were clearly engraved in Solbo's mind.
The moment when the weapons from three directions descended upon him.
‘I’m going to die……!’
Solbo's terrified expression turned opaque, like someone who had lost their soul.
It was as if he had become a different person.
Squeeze.
His already thick legs bent deeply and began to contract.
Front, back, left, right.
The final choice made by Solbo, who had nowhere to run in any direction.
That place was.
Right in front.
Flash!
Kwakwakwang!
At Solbo's lightning-fast breakthrough, the three charging bandits were sent flying back instead.
“Kwaaak!”
“Keoheok!”
The blood of the bandits who soared into the sky scattered like rain and fell to the ground.
Among the three bandits who had fallen to the ground, none were conscious.
“!”
“What is this……!”
The bandits couldn't even speak properly at the sudden change.
They had not expected Solbo, who had been running away the whole time, to launch such a powerful attack.
And with such speed and power.
“Huu……”
The man who had been screaming like a fool, 'Heek!', was no longer here.
There was only a swordsman of the Diancang Sect, pointing his sword at the bandits with empty eyes.
Solbo's appearance, as if his personality had changed, was as strange and fearsome as the expressionless face of Danseol.
“What are you all doing! Kill him!”
“Haaaaaap!”
Although a few had been taken down, the absolute majority still remained.
The bandits, thinking the previous attack was a fluke, rushed at Solbo.
However.
Squeeze.
Once again, Solbo's legs began to contract.
It was a contraction several times more powerful and dangerous than a spring.
In the first place, being able to run away from others meant being faster than them.
When that swift movement was directed not at an escape route but at the enemy, it enabled a fast and destructive swordsmanship that could fell enemies in a single blow.
Its name was.
Quick sword.
The moment Solbo's contracted legs finally straightened,
Chwaaaaaak!
As if swept by a storm, the bandits were sent flying to the left and right.
“Kwaaaaaaaak!”
The bandits flying up and down, left and right, seemed to have been hit not by a sword, but by a fierce wind.
If Danseol's quick sword had a flexible and stealthy aspect, Solbo's quick sword was simple but destructive.
‘It’s a rare sight, but once he draws his sword, he is like a gale.’
That was how Jeokseo, the highest elder of the Diancang Sect, had evaluated Solbo's sword.
It was for that very reason that Uma and Danseol had highly praised Solbo's sword.
In terms of the destructive power of the technique alone, Solbo's sword was the most outstanding.
But just as much.
There were side effects.
Stagger.
“……?”
The two legs that had led the destructive charge lost their balance and swayed.
For a moment, the bandits' eyes were filled with doubt.
Now, not even a third of the surrounding personnel remained.
They were thinking they might have to run away on their end, but Solbo was staggering.
‘What should we do?’
‘Is this a chance? But considering what happened to the guys who charged just now…….’
‘Shit. He looks like he’s lost his mind, I can’t even read his expression.’
His body was clearly strained, but Solbo still held his sword with a dazed face.
Just as the bandits were unable to do either this or that, a stealthy voice was heard from one side.
“Kikikik. He may look like that, but you can't beat him.”
“?”
Where the bandits' gazes were directed, a slender swordsman with drooping, half-closed eyes was standing.
‘When did that guy get here?’
‘One after another, they’re all weirdos.’
Danseol.
His half-closed eyes turned to the staggering Solbo.
“The fact that his stamina doesn't last long is a flaw, but he can probably still draw his sword a couple more times.”
That was Solbo's strength and weakness.
The destructive power of his technique was immense, but it didn't last long.
And it took quite a long time for him to return to his senses.
“I'll deal with you while that guy comes to his senses.”
Danseol swayed the flexible sword he was holding.
The bandits hesitated for a moment, but soon made up their minds on which one to attack.
They chose the delicate and pale Danseol over Solbo, who had shown destructive swordsmanship.
“Kill that one first!”
“Get him!”
Danseol licked his lips as he watched the rushing bandits.
“Yes. That's right.”
They did not know.
That if they wanted to save their own lives, they should have chosen Solbo instead.
It did not take long for them to learn that Danseol's flexible sword was more merciless than anyone else's.
***
“Haaaaaap!”
“Chaha!”
The building where the leader of the Tiger-Bear Stronghold, Wi Sung, had held his banquet.
The front of it had now turned into a scene of chaos.
A man who looked like a yasksha from hell was swinging his sword like a madman.
He had gotten a few wounds here and there from facing multiple opponents alone, but each time, the man swung his sword even more fiercely, as if using the wounds as nourishment.
‘What kind of bastard is that?’
His face was already grim, but his fighting style was even rougher and cruder.
It would have looked more fitting for him to be swinging a club rather than a sword.
Wi Sung carefully observed Uma's actions from among his subordinates, then aimed for an opening and swung his alter ego, the Black Snake Silk Whip.
Shwiiiiiiit!
A sharp sound of something cutting through the air was heard from behind.
Uma, who had been swinging his sword in a frenzy, felt his heart drop at that moment.
He retrieved the sword that was blocking a bandit's blade and quickly rolled his body.
Chwaak!
Belying the newly acquired martial uniform, the area around his back was torn from left to right.
Drip.
Crimson blood flowed down from between the torn uniform.
Fortunately, the wound was not large, but it was the first successful attack since they had invaded the Tiger-Bear Stronghold.
“Huhu. A beating is the best medicine for a beast running wild……”
“My uniform! I'll kill you!”
“Huh?”
Wi Sung, who was about to mock Uma with a slightly relaxed mind, was startled and retrieved his Black Snake Silk Whip.
He had expected Uma to falter after being injured, but instead, Uma charged at him with even more violent movements.
“This wild boar of a bastard……!”
Shwiiik!
Once again, the Black Snake Silk Whip flew towards Uma like a snake's tongue.
Uma tried to strike the incoming Black Snake Silk Whip with a single blow, but the weapon, treasured by the stronghold's leader, was incredibly tough.
Hwirik!
Far from cutting it, the whip ended up coiling around Uma's sword.
“Keuk!”
With things having turned out this way, Uma was left defenseless against the other bandits.
He could have been free if he had let go of the sword, but for some reason, he didn't want to let go of the Diancang Sect's sword.
“Kill him!”
Even before Wi Sung's order was given, the bandits rushed towards Uma.
At that moment,
Pakakakang!
“Kwaak!”
With a deafening clash, all the weapons aimed at Uma were sent flying.
“…………!”
“Who are you!”
Right next to Uma.
Where the bandits' roars were directed, a man wearing a black hero's cap was standing.
The sight of the reliable and handsome young man pointing his sword was a delight to see, as if it symbolized the future of a prestigious orthodox sect.
One of his cheeks seemed a little swollen, but no one could tell in the dim night air.
The man wearing the hero's cap shouted gallantly at Wi Sung, like a scene from a painting.
“We have come to reclaim Diancang Mountain!”