Chapter 114

The bracket was quickly organized. Huang Tianhou looked at the list, which listed the thirty people from the Gu Pile, the eighteen people from the Six Great Clans, and a total of forty-eight people.
When I saw the pupils of Huang Tianhao’s eyes turn to the color of fire-glasses, I couldn’t help but wonder. I had no way of knowing. As much as I trusted him, I was also curious, but I couldn’t look at the list.
I turned my head and saw a man with a smile on his face.
He was someone I had a deep connection with.
Woodduck.
The one who made bone crunching noises with his grip,
He was a man of great stature, a head taller than me, a man who was said to be unrivaled in fencing.
His name was Huang Bo Gyeom, a fencing master. They had a history of bad blood, and many of his deeds were tainted, but that was in the past. Huang Bo Gong reached out to me first, and since he wanted to settle the score, I had to oblige.
He said this with his mouth.
“Let’s untie the knots. ”
Realizing that he was talking about releasing ties, I lifted the corners of my mouth. It was what I had hoped for.
Not only that, but I made eye contact with countless others. Each one of them looked at me, their eyes shining with a formidable gleam. It wasn’t the look of a foe, but a look of favoritism.
It was a sense of competition, a desire to win, and the curiosity of the people living at the same time.
What kind of status does he have that he is called a swordsman by others?
I couldn’t help but draw a smile on my lips as I felt that same feeling.
I see.
“Open up that possibility with overwhelming power, and show me that you have the sixth Heavenly Qi that Mr. Tian Qi spoke of, and become the center of the sect here at the Fengyun Branch. ”
This is what my uncle said to me when I asked for it.
I must prove, prove, prove.
I had to make my presence felt.
* * *
Wuuuuuuuuuuuu
A benevolent smile stretched across his half-open eyes.
The golden glow that covered his entire body, his left hand in a half-clasped position.
The golden and crimson light mingled, and then burst into a waterfall of brilliance.
It filled the hall of the Fengyun Branch Council, to the point that the words majestic and majestic were accurate.
I was in awe as I used the Heavenly Wind Divine Technique to avoid all the spots where the pillars of light would be struck. The shockwaves from each pillar’s impact on the floor could have shattered the venue.
Luckily, I was unharmed.
“Maybe the bluestone floor won’t be enough, but what can we do?”
“Hmm, we’ll think about it.”
The Ten Elders, also known as the Ten Elders of the Southern Palace, gathered all the craftsmen of the Southern Palace to discuss the problem. They wanted to set the stage for the tournament with a relatively hard, easy-to-repair, and not-too-difficult-to-find blue-green stone.
The craftsmen were stunned to see the floor of the tournament hall being sliced to shreds by a few sword blows, and the elder Nam Gung Ho had to come up with a solution.
“I’ve come at the right time with something that might be useful.”
It was fortunate that the iron was harder than the base of the bluestone that had been used for the sword circle. It was fortunate that Han Tae-moon, the Ice Heavenly Emperor of the Northern Ice Palace, had brought an entire gift to thank the Fengyun Branch for their invitation.
A number of the South Palace’s most skilled craftsmen gathered together and, under his leadership, mixed the right mix of bluestone and iron to make the venue more durable, and it worked wonders.
It was reassuring to see that the pillar of brilliance could be driven into the ground and not easily change shape when dozens of strands of lightning struck the floor.
“Na-mu-a-mi-ta-fire!”
As if to rebuke me for my distraction, a thunderous, heaven-shattering roar erupted from the heavens and earth, and a blaze of fire engulfed my seat.
As the irresistible golden tide rushed in, I could not find a moment to evade it with the Heavenly Wind Divine Law, but only to meet it.
Flash, flash, flash!
The thunderbolt split the golden pillar, and a new burst of brilliance flew toward me. I bounced back like a spring, swinging my sword like a shield as the energy narrowed from all sides.
Clang!
The Thunder King Divine Art unfolded in a polarized manner. The unforgiving thunderbolt split the pillars apart, while the blue waves of the Spearbow Sword Method pushed back the mountain. Overwhelmed, I launched a counterattack.
As I rushed forward in a frenzied rush, I saw Gakmun’s body rise up.
“……!”
The Heavenly Wind Divine Technique is a martial art that I learned after watching the Great Eight Forms of the Yunlong Dragon and created in my own way by weaving together the Thousand Li Family and the Infinite Steps. As the dragon flies in the clouds, I can come and go as I please, and my steps are those of my heart.
It seems to fit the story of the Heavenly Winds of the Southern Palace.
Though I am far from reaching my ultimate goal, I thought no one could easily follow me.
The new spear that followed my movements was straight and swift. The burst of movement, imbued with innate divine power and Shaolin’s unique strength, followed me closely.
“This is called the Golden Immovable Body Method. Shiju.”
Kwao!
A brilliant punch that flew like a shell in a straight line of movement, it was more concise than the Arahan Divine Right and had a stronger stamping force. It was a fist strike that was united with the Golden Floating Divine Law.
“I never thought I’d see the Hundred Steps Divine Art with my own two eyes.”
“You’re so knowledgeable. You even recognize this.”
This was the Hundred-Step God, one of the seventy-seven Shaolin rites. It was the twin brother of Arahan Shin Kung Fu. If I hadn’t drawn and released my self-defense qi in a timely manner, I would have been shocked from the lungs down and would have needed several days to recover.
Therefore, I felt that I should give back as much as I had received.
Thunderbolt Qi flared from the tip of my sword. The two strikes came in quick succession.
Kwang!
The thunderbolt stretched out in a blink of an eye, and instead of bouncing off of me, it stabbed Gak’s chest arm like an electric lightning bolt.
Seeing the frosty thunderbolt, he realized that his golden immortal energy wasn’t enough, so he quickly raised his self-defense qi.
Quadruple quadruple!
He was struck with an authentic blow.
“Ouch.”
Gakmun, who hadn’t screamed or shown a single expression of pain, had his right shoulder badly scorched like an old tree that had been struck by lightning and burned. The red color of the scar made him look quite surprised.
“It seems that the Southern Palace’s sword has evolved through the Southern Palace’s master. I’ve always known it to be fierce and powerful, but it’s speed is even more impressive.”
At those words, I too shook off the heavy feeling in my chest. Even though I hadn’t been hit, I felt my heart clench at the bottom of my chest due to the aura of the Bai Bo Divine Right. I raised my Heavenly Thunder King Divine Gong once more, and lightened my body with my Chang Tian Great Divine Gong, and I quickly regained my form.
“I’m curious to know how far you’ve come in your cultivation and how you’re able to unleash such powerful martial arts everywhere you go.”
“You’re welcome,” said the monk, ”but I can only imagine that a master of the Southern Palace who can wield a sword like that is even more impressive. Amitabha.”
They looked at each other and laughed.
“I’ll give it my all.”
“Mine too.”
He straightened his posture. There was no point in stalling any longer. At this point, they were done looking at each other’s livers. If there were any stashes, it was time to bring them out.
I brushed off the tip of my sword and stared at the blade, its inky color and elasticity.
With this blade in my cool grip, it was unlikely to break, no matter how many attacks I faced from the Shaolin.
The single dragon carved into the hilt of the sword looked as majestic as if it could be a dragon frame at any moment.
He gripped the hilt tightly as he gazed at the sword, which was as magnificent as the dragon engraving, capable of channeling the full force of the Southern Palace’s destructive energy without wasting a single drop of it.
This sword, the first to breathe in the Fengyun Sect, shall be given a sword name.
Black Heaven.
Yes, let’s call it Black Heaven.
I squeezed the handle of the Black Sky and let myself fly.
* * *
“…… How the hell did you get these scales?”
Looking at the hundreds of scales one by one, Elder Gu’s tongue dropped. What the hell are all these scales?
Furthermore.
“It’s so elastic that it can’t even be matched by a normal iron sword, and it’s completely free of impurities by itself. It can be described as the best material for a sword.”
The elder Southern Archer had long since established the Southern Palace’s forge and ironworking shop with the intention of researching high-quality swords and armor.
That’s why he recognized it at once. The scales in front of him were nothing out of the ordinary.
The man who came to the Southern Archer with these precious items was none other than the Grand Duke himself.
“Grand Duke.”
“Elder Gu, do me a favor. As you know, you’re the only swordmaster I know.”
The corners of your mouth twitch at the words. He’s the only one.
What can I do, then?
With another shrug, Elder Gu’s male archer rolls up his sleeves, showing off his exceptionally strong forearms and biceps. He’s a master smith who shuns cumbersome clothing and walks around with a hammer strapped to his waist wherever he goes.
“Where did you get these scales from, by the way? I could tell at a glance that they were out of the ordinary, but if they belonged to the Grand Duke, they didn’t just come to him……. It must not have fallen from the sky.”
“It’s the scales of the Muklin Blood Net.”
Hearing his own words, Elder Gu’s tongue dropped. “These are the scales of the Muklin Blood Net, a spirit beast that is comparable to a ten-thousand-year season. He’d plucked each and every one of those scales himself.
“It probably won’t even recognize my form.”
“It’s too much of a loss not to bring back the scales after the inner sanctum was stolen.”
As he spoke, he watched the Grand Duke’s face as he walked away, but whatever.
To the blacksmith, the scales of the Muklin Blood Net are an honor in themselves.
“The scales themselves can’t be the material for a sword, but…….”
The elderly Southern Archer said that there were many materials that could be combined with the scales of the Muklin Blood Net.
“Pure steel, black iron, and even glue directly from the Southern Gulf, they’ll be quite good.”
“Please.”
“But there will be quite a few left over after we use them all, what do you want me to do?”
The elder Southern Archer’s gaze turned to the Grand Duke of the Southern Palace.