The Fastest Sword Under Heaven

Chapter 98 : Chapter 98



Chapter 98 : Chapter 98

Chapter 98 - Heaven-Treading Cloud-Breaking

“Huk…… Huk!!”

It was impossible to chase Biyoung, but it was easy to confirm where he was.

Kwareureureung!

It was because a huge roar was constantly heard from one side of the mountainside.

“Over there!”

Gwangyo, Solbo, and Jeong-i successively reached the place where the sound had come from.

The scene was in such a mess that they did not even notice the three had arrived.

“Quickly help our Junior Brother……”

“Hehehehe.”

Solbo’s words were interrupted by a sinister laugh.

“Guardian?”

“Who is helping whom? Us, helping that brat?”

“…………!”

Solbo swallowed once.

Gwangyo, flashing the whites of his eyes, gestured with his chin towards the red robe.

“Do you know who that is?”

“I… don’t know very well.”

“Dokta. The head of the Brown Kerchief Gang.”

“!”

Solbo looked at the old man in the red robe with a terrified face.

The eyes of Jeong-i next to him were also filled with caution.

“D-Dokta, isn’t he the person called the Bomb Demon of Tibet? How did he……!”

“Kehehe. I don’t know the circumstances, but the reason that bastard came here must be the same as ours.”

“Then… the Brown Kerchief Gang is also after Hyeokri Chong?”

“Isn’t it the law of nature that the stronger the scent of food, the more flies it attracts?”

“In that case, shouldn’t we help our Junior Brother even more?”

“Not at all. Right now, staying still here is helping.”

“Pardon?”

When Solbo asked with a dumbfounded face, Gwangyo frowned.

“Aish. Is the Diancang Sect full of nothing but blockheads?”

“…………!”

As if to prove that was not the case, Jeong-i answered instead.

“The range of the explosion is too wide. With our skills, it seems difficult to even dodge, let alone face him. If we rashly step in, we might become a burden to our Junior Brother instead of helping.”

“You see it clearly.”

Definitely different from the idiot next to him.

Gwangyo nodded with such a face.

‘Senior Sister……?’

Solbo looked at Jeong-i with a blank expression.

He was momentarily resentful of Jeong-i for drawing a line with him in an instant, but on the other hand, he agreed.

Although Solbo had made a dramatic improvement in his footwork, this was something that not even the grandfather of the Flying Eagle Steps could dodge.

When the entire ground around you is being blown up, how can you dodge?

Kwareureureung!

Pababak!

But Biyoung was accomplishing that impossible task.

“Kyaak!”

He even managed to neutralize a woman who seemed to be a key figure while dodging.

Peobeobeobeong!

Although there were dozens of people at the scene, only two were actually fighting.

Dokta caused countless explosions of formidable power, and Biyoung, like a swallow, moved his body each time and managed to dodge.

Each scene was reminiscent of an acrobatic performance, but he could not just be impressed.

If he stumbled and made a misstep even once, his body would be pulverized.

Solbo, who was watching with a nervous heart, could not hold back and asked.

“Guardian. Why is Biyoung only dodging? Is there really no opening to counterattack?”

“Well… rather than there being no opening to counterattack……”

Gwangyo, who was watching the situation, suddenly bared his teeth.

“It also seems like he has a purpose of showing it to someone.”

“Showing it… you say?”

Jeong-i, who was next to him, supported Gwangyo’s words.

“Junior Brother. Watch Junior Brother Biyoung’s feet carefully.”

“Feet……!”

It was not an easy task.

Even chasing Biyoung’s shadow required a lot of strain on the eyes, so how could he see his footwork?

But the Jeong-i he knew was not someone who spoke nonsense.

Solbo strained his eyes until the veins were visible to check Biyoung’s footwork, and he could not help but let out a cry of admiration.

“Ah!”

It was similar.

There was a definite resemblance to the way he himself had been training.

Overall, it was like heaven and earth, but Biyoung was also clearly using only the balls of his feet for his movement technique.

Even Solbo, whose mind was slow, could guess what that meant.

“Vast Sky Eagle Body Method!”

“Probably.”

Perhaps Biyoung was not unable to counterattack, but was choosing not to.

Dokta, the Bomb Demon of Tibet.

Because he had found a perfect opponent to demonstrate the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method.

‘Biyoung… for me?’

It was not just his own thought.

Gwangyo and Jeong-i seemed to be thinking the same thing.

Perhaps because of the arduous training on the way to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method, which moved only with the forefeet, felt a little more familiar.

Would he, too, be able to become that fast someday?

The thought alone made his chest swell.

On the other hand, he also felt grateful.

Biyoung was the one who always nagged him, saying he was always thinking of running away, and if that was the case, he should return his sword.

But in Biyoung’s figure as he performed the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method, he could get a glimpse of his true intentions.

Wasn’t the special training all the way to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and the demonstration on the battlefield of life and death, all for him?

“Be careful, Biyoung!”

Overwhelmed with emotion, Solbo let out a cheer.

And that produced an unexpected result.

“?”

The heads of all the Brown Kerchief Gang members turned in this direction.

“Who are those brats?”

“Are they with that bastard?”

“What are you doing? Surround them!”

The members each took out their weapons and began to surround Solbo’s party.

“Ah…… this…….”

Solbo, with a flustered face, slowly stepped back.

“Ha………….”

Gwangyo, who had been sighing with a desolate face, twitched the whites of his eyes once more.

“What am I going to do with this blockhead?”

“……I know, right.”

Even Jeong-i, who was always kind, took Gwangyo’s side at this moment.

***

‘What a stupid fool.’

Biyoung, who had been moving his body here and there, gave a bitter smile.

He should have just watched quietly, but he couldn’t hold it in and caused trouble.

‘I should wrap this up soon.’

The martial arts of the Bomb Demon, Dokta, had a sharper side than he had thought.

To those who did not know, it might seem like he was simply throwing bombs, but the weapons he used were all heavy and dangerous to handle.

The reason he wore a large robe that did not suit his body was probably to carry around all those items.

Although his body was emaciated, the strength he possessed was no less than that of any other martial artist.

The area around Biyoung had been turned into ruins, so much so that its original form was hard to recognize.

Kwagwang!

Dokta had stopped using the Waning Moon Explosion Powder and was throwing Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs.

When Biyoung dodged the horizontally exploding Waning Moon Explosion Powder here and there, he had chosen a massive firepower that would blow up the entire target area.

Kwang!!!

Every time a Thunder Pouch Giant Bomb exploded, a pit with a diameter of three to four zhang was created.

It could indeed be called a tremendous power.

Hwiik! Hwik!

Dokta threw Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs like a madman, as if he did not care if a landslide occurred.

As bombs exploded one after another, it was perhaps natural that the members had not noticed Biyoung’s party.

Pabababak!

Just then, Biyoung’s movements changed slightly from before.

Until now, he had maintained a certain distance while dodging the Waning Moon Explosion Powder and the Thunder Pouch Giant Bomb.

But while dodging the Thunder Pouch Giant Bomb, he changed his path into a zigzag pattern and gradually began to close the distance with Dokta.

“Kyahak!”

With a rough sound that was hard to tell if it was a roar or a shout, three Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs were shot out simultaneously.

At this point, it felt as if he intended for them to be buried together in the mountains.

The three Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs flew in different directions, and it seemed impossible to dodge them from front, back, left, or right.

“Biyoung!”

Solbo called out his name even while being surrounded by the Brown Kerchief Gang.

He felt a sense of despair seeing not one, but three Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs flying at him.

Seuseut…….

Just as the Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs were about to reach Biyoung’s close range, his shoulder trembled once.

His figure shot out like a flash of lightning, so fast that the flying Thunder Pouch Giant Bombs felt like slugs.

Kwareureureureureung!

“Ugh!”

“Hold on tight!”

“Euaaaaaak!”

The subordinates of the Brown Kerchief Gang were hit by the aftershock of the explosion.

Those with insufficient internal energy or nothing to grab onto nearby flew into the air like kites with their strings cut.

Biyoung’s party also had to struggle to maintain their balance.

“B-Biyoung. Where is Biyoung?”

Solbo, with a face turned ashen, desperately turned his head.

He did not think Biyoung would be defeated, but seeing the large explosion in front of him, his heart sank.

Just then, a low, hoarse voice reached the ears of the anxious Solbo.

“The sky.”

“?”

“He’s in the sky.”

When Solbo looked up after hearing Gwangyo’s words, Biyoung was indeed right below the sun.

The place he had chosen when surrounded by bombs on all sides was none other than the sky.

His figure, floating high above the storm of the explosion, resembled something that symbolized the Diancang Sect.

“An eagle…….”

The name of the animal contained in the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method.

His figure, floating in the sky with the sun at his back, truly resembled an eagle.

“Huuuuup!”

But Dokta, who was expected to be disappointed that his perfect attack had been nullified, suddenly took a deep breath.

As if he had known that Biyoung would escape to the sky.

“Be careful!”

Even Gwangyo, who had been quiet until now, shouted, feeling that something was amiss.

At the same time, a round ball shot out of Dokta’s mouth.

“…………!”

Even Biyoung, whose expression had not changed throughout, hardened his face slightly at this moment.

He had not expected Dokta to have such a hidden trump card.

‘Got you!’

Dokta’s sunken cheeks puffed up as if he had exhaled so violently.

Mouth-Shooting Bomb.

It was Dokta’s hidden secret technique that he would never show unless it was a life-or-death situation.

No matter how brilliant a strategist, it was not an easy task to predict the current attack.

Who in the world would think of carrying a bomb in their mouth?

There had often been swordsmen who had managed to dodge his bombs, but this Mouth-Shooting Bomb had never failed.

The Mouth-Shooting Bomb he had just shot was also flying accurately towards Biyoung.

Unless one had wings on their back, the only thing a human floating in the air could do was fall to the ground.

Biyoung, who was descending towards Dokta, and the Mouth-Shooting Bomb were about to collide head-on.

“Die!”

It was when Dokta, convinced of his victory, roared.

Suddenly, a torch was lit in Biyoung’s eyes.

Squeeze.

A vast amount of internal energy from Biyoung’s pure dantian flowed to both his legs.

If there is no place to step, one can simply create it.

Biyoung, who was descending towards the ground, kicked off the empty air once, and a surprising thing happened.

Hwiririk!

As if he had stomped on the air, which was only air, Biyoung’s body leaped once more in mid-air……!

“What the……!!!”

Dokta, who had been sure of the Mouth-Shooting Bomb's hit, opened his mouth as if someone had forced it open.

No matter how many swordsmen he had seen who were skilled in movement techniques, he had never seen a human leap in the sky.

The sight of him changing his path by stomping his feet under the sun looked as if he was breaking the shape of a cloud.

Heaven-Treading Cloud-Breaking.

It was the ultimate movement technique that could be performed by those who had mastered the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method to the tenth level.

Hwiriririk!

Stepping on an invisible stepping stone, from a diagonal line to another diagonal line.

Dokta did not have an extra Mouth-Shooting Bomb in his mouth, but even if he did, he would not have been able to withstand this elusive movement.

The appearance of an eagle snatching its prey from the earth.

The sword of the Diancang Sect, sharper than talons, flashed towards Dokta.

Chwaak!

“Kyaaaaaaaaa!”

With a scream like the cry of a beast, Dokta’s right arm, which had been constantly swinging, flew into the air.

It was the moment that heralded the end of an era for the Bomb Demon of Tibet, who was said to be someone with whom one should never make an enemy.


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