Chapter 53

“Gaju.”
Thud.
A hollow sound, as if a blow had been struck between grains of sand.
“Gaju!”
The sound of someone calling out to him.
Tuuk.
One hollow sound after another. A series of meaningless punching, like the sand absorbing the punch.
No matter how many times he heard Gaju’s name called, he didn’t even bother to extend his fist.
Just.
Not a single thread.
Each punch was a feast of pulsating muscle, waves of rippling muscle, and beautifully molded flesh.
The time passed quickly, and the last punch seemed to be the most unnerving of all.
“You’re not getting any strength in your fists, are you, girl?”
The fleshly master blew out a cool breath and turned away, as if watching an artist’s masterpiece.
“I heard the whistle …….”
“Yes. The time has come.”
Huang Bo’am bowed his head as he reported back to the waiting patriarch.
“……Twenty Walled City troops and four of the Five Great Powers have been mobilized.”
“The Five Great Power Armies.
And the Wall Power Corps.
These are the forces that represent the Huang Bo family and are made up of the most prominent figures in the country.
In particular, the Five Great Powers.
Huang Bozhong, the patriarch of the Huang Bo family.
Huang Boqiong, the patriarch of the Huang family.
Huang Bo Shang, the Dragon Tiger Clan.
Shattering Sphere Huang Boyan.
Huang Bohun.
Shandong is discussed, Huang Bo is discussed.
The five strongest men in the Huang Clan were mobilized, and it was a momentous occasion for the Huang Clan.
When Huang Bo’am, who was reporting, picked up a robe made of fine silk and handed it over, Huang Bozhong, the head of the Huang family, turned around, walked a few steps, and draped it over his shoulders.
That moment.
Basa, basa, basa.
The twenty-eight traces of futile punching in the air soon became.
Kukkakkakkakkang! Kwaang!
With a rumbling sound, the smoke curtain that had been used by the previous patriarchs was swept away, and I swallowed hard at the sight.
“The opponent.”
“Iron Blood Sword Castle.”
“Hagi, there’s no way he’d blow his whistle if he wasn’t a swordsman, but even so, it’s surprising. Curious, that he would put aside his pride and blow the whistle.”
Even though they belonged to the same five great powers, Huang Bo’er spoke to him as if he were a child, and Huang Bo’er braced himself to speak.
“……gaju.”
“Say what you want to say, cancer.”
“It might be a problem.”
“What trouble are you talking about?”
“Your dogmatic judgment can make things more complicated than they need to be. I mean, it could disrupt our, Huang Bo’s, Bai family lineage.”
The Hundred Years’ Calendar.
The Hundred Years Egg that Huang Bo took out.
The best number the Huang family could choose for the next generation.
For this, many in the Huangbao family bit their gallbladders and endured.
Looking at Huang Bo’er, Huang Bozhong stretched out his palm and patted her shoulder.
“You still don’t know Zhong Yi. Zhong Yi is the son who is extremely conservative and protective of the threats in Huang Bo Family. If he blew the whistle, it must mean that there was a threat beyond his expectations. For example, the level of Ironblood Sword City’s martial arts has surpassed our expectations, or he’s seen something that could cause the Bai Family to fall.”
“Something that would cause the Bai family to fall?”
It couldn’t be. The Huang Clan had gone to great lengths to prepare for this event.
There was nothing, absolutely nothing, that could cause it to collapse. All of Huang Bao’s brains were mobilized together, moving quickly and interlocking like cogs.
“Amma, Amma, the world you see is not the whole world. What about the me you see?”
Hearing those words, Huang Bo-am looked at Huang Bo-zhong.
Huang Bozhong said.
“I am a giant, a mountain, and an unbreakable rock.”
“Is that so, I look so big to you.”
“Of course.”
“Thank you. One.”
As Huang Bozhong tidied up his clothes, he unbuttoned the front of his robe and moved his gaze to where his finger was pointing.
“The world is big.”
A long sword mark ran from his right shoulder blade to his left side.
“I was full of pride when we were debating the Six Great Houses. At the time, I believed that anyone could win.”
But.
“My fist was crushed by the blue thunderbolt, and in one fell swoop it produced a wound like this one, and I can still see the sword of the heavens before my eyes.”
From then on, he trained day in and day out in desperation. For Huang Bozhong, it was the realization of a lifetime, and he never forgot it from that day forward.
Thanks to him, Huang Bo has also changed like this.
“He must have seen it. The next generation, someone who would threaten the Bai family. And if you don’t erase someone, being a Bai family means nothing.”
Huang Bozhong’s words were incomprehensible to Huang Bo’am, but what could he say?
At least as far as he knew, Huang Bozhong’s words were absolute.
“One, the Sword City.”
“Two, the Five Great Powers, you’ll be in a battle position, three, victory is assured, and four, you’ll die.”
“With such concentration, there will be gaps in each of Huang Bao’s fronts.”
“Who could possibly oppose the Huangbao Family, even if the Southern Palace’s defenses were to come, we could simply sweep them all away.”
It didn’t matter if it led to war with the Southern Palace. If the sword castle disappeared, the war with the Southern Palace would be enough to destroy it.
At least here in Shandong, there would be no one who could raise a sword against Huang Bao Family.
“Go!”
That was until he heard someone’s urgent voice.
* * *
I’ve reached my limit.
To struggle against the exhaustion and lethargy that washed over me.
“Hmph, hmph!”
I gritted my teeth against the dazzling sky, feeling the pain of even exhaling. You’ve been walking since the crack of dawn, and it’s now daylight.
He shook his head, sensing the hostility and murderous intent on all sides. He still couldn’t escape.
Nevertheless, Yang Yangfa could only give strength to the hand that rested on his back, the hand that held the Great Duke.
It was not he who was crossing the line between life and death.
“……Take a few more steps back.”
It was because they were separate. I could see a stumpy-footed, barely human figure, barely supporting himself with his sword on the ground.
When he told him to take a few more steps, saying that he was almost there, Yang Yangfa took one or two more steps in the confrontation.
Even so, Yang Yangfa’s eyes were filled with awe.
His eyes were filled with awe as he watched the iron-black eyes, his irregular breathing, and the feats he had performed to get this far.
Twenty armored men, three quarters of whom had cut his teeth, and he had faced swordfire after swordfire from Huang Bao’s monstrosities without flinching. He had come this far without a single wound, only exhaustion.
Six battles. During those six bouts, the Iron-Blooded Sword An Bai had stood against them and had transcended human limits.
“Take a few more steps. Slow down.”
As he spoke, Naji was taking careful steps backwards.
“You’re amazing. You’re a swordsman, I can’t believe it.”
Despite his pale complexion, Huang Bo’s monster, who was leading the way with his monstrous stature, bared his teeth.
“I’m not a sword lord, I’m a sword king.”
Heartfelt admiration for the Iron-Blooded Sword King An Baek surrounded him.
Sword King.
Anyone else would have been ecstatic to receive such praise.
“Don’t cross the line.”
An Baek held up the tip of his sword with a shaky hand and let out a dry breath.
“Whoa, Sword Sheng.”
Huang Boqiong clenched and unclenched his fist and looked at An Baek’s pitiful figure.
“It’s too bad, but there’s nothing you can do now, except accept death. If you do, I and the Huang family will make sure that your name is etched in stone.”
At those words, An Bai’s gaze fell on Yang Shanfang. He stood up, his disheveled hair fluttering.
“Go further. Twenty more steps.”
A voice barely audible to Yang Xiangfa.
“……you.”
“Don’t worry, go.”
At that moment, seeing the look in An Bai’s eyes, Yang Shanfa turned around.
Yes, those are not eyes that want to die.
Then I’ll do what I can.
Yang Shanfa turned and started to run, and Huang Boqiong, who was watching her, lifted the corners of his mouth.
“Are you still planning to play tricks on me, with those bodies?”
He shook his head and gestured to the wall force. He couldn’t move from the confrontation with the swordsman, his guard up just in case.
He could have his limbs chopped off at any moment.
“It won’t change anything.”
Three or four members of the wall force began to follow Yang Yangfa, wary of An Baek. They wanted to take a swipe at him, but the memory of their comrade dying under An Bai’s sword just moments ago made it difficult.
However.
As the masses ran, and An Bai remained unmoved as the group closed the distance, the suspicion in their eyes turned to surprise.
Their strength was gone.
“He’s stopped!”
Then there is nothing to fear. Immediately, I will break the back of the young man, the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace, and blow his head off.
Hearing the shouts from the wall force, Yang Shuangfang let out a heavy breath and shouted loudly.
“Hmph, hmph, I’m almost there, twenty steps, I’m almost there, I’m almost there, so!”
What do you mean, we’re almost there.
“Now come out!”
The members of the wall force laughed at the sight of Yang Yangfa and the young man who had fallen to the ground. At the same time, he drew up his inner power and stretched out his power to the two at once.
No, just as he was about to extend.
A claw!
The right shoulder blade of one of the armored men leaped into the air. And as if the slash wasn’t enough, White’s strength cut him to pieces.
“I’ve waited a long time. To enter the realm of the Southern Palace.”
A shadow slowly appeared.
He was the White Sword Southern Palace, and next to him was the Southern Palace Han.
“Protect the Grand Duke and the An Dai Clan.”
A hundred and fifty Southern Palace warriors closely surrounded the panting An Bai and the fallen Grand Duke.
At the same time, hundreds of soldiers block the retreat behind the panicked Huang Bo Geng and the other members of the Huang Bo family.
“Gua, Guan Kun?!”
Huang Bo Gong had to swallow hard at the sight of the Guan family’s invincible figure.
Guan Kun’s appearance amongst the martial artists of the Southern Palace.
It was something that hadn’t happened in all the ages.
How did this happen?