Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Complaints from the people.
And when he heard the people’s groans of pain, he turned a blind eye.
“Is that the weight of the name Emperor Huang Bose?”
I didn’t want to consider political positions. I didn’t want my path to be one of incomprehensibility.
“I heard that there is a Thunder Beetle of the Southern Palace in Shandong.”
I bore no Southern Palace markings, and I had never even met anyone from the Huang Clan. For them to recognize me at a glance and speak to me, it meant that the Huang Clan had already figured me out early on.
“That’s ridiculous, they knew me inside out.”
“Shandong is in the palm of our hands. It’s strange that they don’t know.”
“You don’t seem to realize that bandits are running around like that.”
At my comment, the man who appeared to be Huang Boga’s man shrugged.
“Say what you will. I had no intention of letting you live from the moment I saw this situation.”
At that, I let out an expletive.
“You’re a damned bastard. You go by the name of Zhengfa, and you’re talking about killing me because you caught me cheating.”
“Zhengfa, since when did you start putting down understanding in the name of Zhengfa? Go back to your horde if you’re going to argue with your empty shell.”
This guy was real. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion. Huang Bo didn’t bother to hide his name.
Quadruple quadruple!
I raised my sword and blocked the punch with the sword face. I was going to deflect it.
But no.
Dada dada dada!
An explosion of fists slammed into the sword face. One after another, the sword surface shook as it contained the history of the Thunder King Divine Duke.
A tingling sensation came from his fingertips. If I allowed him to attack any further, the sword would break, so I pulled him up.
This was unacceptable.
Why would I allow these bandits to attack me with such an unbeatable defense?
Even if he didn’t, he should have a much stronger Martial Spirit than the Green Leaf Leopard. I clenched my teeth.
“Don’t push yourself. You’ll die anyway. Your power is weaker than mine.”
“……How arrogant, again.”
The Huang Bao family’s bastard clenched and unclenched a hand the size of a pot lid.
“It’s called the strong man’s logic. The logic of the strong man is that the strongest have everything.”
“…….”
“Which is to say, whatever you say doesn’t work.”
The big man stretched out with the swiftness and flexibility of a flying bum. He closed the distance so quickly, it was as if space had folded in on itself, and I was on high alert.
Digging in!
A blue thunderbolt shot out with the energy of a thunderbolt toward the front.
At that moment.
“Slow.”
The blue lightning struck the ground, and at the same time, a huge chunk of rock blocked my vision.
Quang!
I was thrown into the air and had the illusion of flying for a moment. I spun around in midair and landed on the ground.
“You’re quite the improviser. Since you couldn’t dodge, you caught my punch with your forehead.”
I stared up at him in admiration, barely able to control my dizziness. I froze. No, I almost lost it, if only for a moment. I realized that he only revealed his power when he cut his opponent’s rope.
“Power is not to be wielded so casually. The power you unleash may intimidate your opponent, but it won’t kill him with a single blow. It’s because you’re raising the tension on your opponent.”
Overwhelming power. The “wall power” that sustains Huang Bo Sega is the worst kind of opponent for me. The explosive power versus power, the purity of his inner strength that could not be surpassed by the passage of time.
But.
“……Thank you.”
I raised the tip of my sword and took a stance.
“That’s good, I’ll give you credit for your immobility.”
The Huang Boga man sends me an admiring glance, but I don’t care about the stares.
I just keep going. For a moment, I am shaken by his overwhelming power, but I quickly compose myself. The sword in my hand belongs to someone else.
“Chang Tian. The Spearbow. Thunder, the Thunderer. Great smoke, heavenly wind. This list of words could be considered the entirety of the Southern Palace. Only by making the story of the Six your own can you hope to see the next, the path of the Emperor you so long for. ”
Elder Sun, it is summer. I haven’t seen him in five years, but he’s always been the first face I think of in times of crisis.
“We call it the Six Heavens, the four directions of heaven, earth, and the four directions of east, west, north, and south, but it has a different meaning in the Southern Palace. The Six Directions, which includes the stories of Changchuan, Changgung, Thunder, Mu’e, Daiyun, Heavenly Wind, and the Six, can truly be described as the Southern Palace. However, it is a hard and arduous path to enter, which is why we need Guides. ”
Now that you know the story of Daiyun and Thunderbolt, it’s time to look to another sky.
“Believe in your own path. ”
The blue thunderbolt turned to searing flames at the tip of the sword. The overflowing energy coalesced and melted into the blade.
It was just as Huang Boga had said.
The energies merged together and became empty.
* * *
It was good to see a Grand Duke of the Southern Palace, and even better to see the Thunder Beetle, who was said to be quite effective against bandits.
The son of the Southern Palace Sword, the Celestial Divine Sword, was indeed the son. A thunderbolt of lightning and a calmness that belied the terms.
He understood what a sword was, and he could block and parry his own fists countless times.
He could be called a genius. In the Huang Bo Sega, he blocked more than two dozen fists that fit within five fingers.
But more than that.
“……heh.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Did you hear what I said and make it yours?”
The Grand Duke’s energy drained.
“Power is not to be wielded so casually. The power you unleash may intimidate your opponent, but it won’t kill him with a single blow. It’s because your opponent will be on edge as well.”
A lighthearted tale, but not light in its meaning.
He didn’t just listen to it, but transformed it into enlightenment and incorporated it into his sword.
For the first time, Huang Bo Gyum felt a chill run down his spine as he saw the unbelievable sight before him. His genius, and by extension, his potential, was clearly a threat.
He will shine as a star in the Zheng Sect, and he will make the Huang Clan fall into the shadow of the Southern Palace Family.
With that thought in his mind, Huang Bo’s fists clenched.
I must kill him.
I will kill him and erase all traces of him.
I will not allow the name of the Southern Palace to overshadow him.
Huang Bao’s name has already been tarnished by the blinding light of the Southern Heavenly Divine Sword, and I cannot let it remain so for another generation.
“Child, I will take all your sins with me. I’m sorry.”
Huang Bo Gyum was determined.
He vowed to kill this man, even if it meant abandoning his name and honor.
* * *
Kwaang! Kwao! Kwao!
Wall Force.
Explosions erupted from the heavens and earth.
Yang Xiangfang could only watch the spectacle from the corner of his eye, otherwise he would be swept away by the bursting air waves and shockwaves and reduced to dust.
Already, I couldn’t see the two of them in their new vehicles, just a vague sense of where they were hitting as each burst of light and explosion hit my eardrums.
“……Crazy.”
The strength and authority of the young man, now barely past the age of his contract, filled Yang Yangfa’s eyes. He was fighting without losing a step against the Huang Bo family’s monster, who was clearly showing superior strength.
“Hey, big brother Yang. Let’s run away.”
“That’s right, we’ll die too if we stay and watch!”
The trembling bandits all chorused in unison, saying that if they fled now, they would live. They said that with the ten gold coins in their pockets, they could go anywhere and live forever.
Stupid people.
Even if they ran away, where would they run to?
Do they not know what kind of people the Agudans are?
Liang Yangfa shook his head and said, “Don’t be ridiculous.
“I pray, I pray, I pray, I pray that the young man wins. Pray, pray, pray that he doesn’t lose this fight.”
That’s how we live.
Only so we don’t die.
Yang Yangfa prayed and prayed and prayed, otherwise Huang Bao’s monsters would kill all of them. That was his attitude.
* * *
Changgung.
The sky.
Wu’er.
Somewhere in the vast, distant, unknowable beyond.
The sky is vast and knows no end.
My frail sword cuts through its vastness.
Debate, debate, debate, dissolving the endless power of the sky.
I combine the two stories and meld them into my sword, and that is the Spearless Sword Method.
As I meld the infinite power into my sword, the overflowing energy merges into one.
A one-hit kill.
Swiftness and chaos.
The enlightened spearmanship of the Spearmaster’s Sword Technique meets the opponent’s fist against the force of the wall. He gulps down the gurgling, foul blood.
“You’re too good. A talent that makes no sense. But it will be your short life.”
He continued to pummel me with wall-to-wall punches. If I hadn’t been able to unleash the Spearbow Sword Technique, my body would have been shattered. Even though my Thunderbolt aura was rising like a sword from the dantian.
His fists were filled with murderous intent, but with each punch, the speed of his fists only increased.
“Your body is not yet young. Your body can’t handle your genius.”
Boom!
My mouth dropped open at the impact of the punch to my side. Blood trickled down the corners of my mouth.
“…… I’m so glad it was me and not someone else. I could have removed the wound.”
Boom!
Huang Bo’s sword landed on his right shoulder. At the same time, the distance between us widened.
The impact caused my body to float and fly away. My consciousness gradually blurred. Like being submerged in water, the strength that was holding my body together was slowly released.
In my blurred memory, I recognize the faces of two people.
I remembered the white, flawless face of the Namgung Byeok, waving his hand in the air, and my mother, Ms. Baek, standing behind him with a beautiful smile.
“Die. You will pay for your sins in the afterlife.”
I don’t want to die.
I must not die.
I squeezed my eyes shut at the new model of the bastard, which was already approaching.
And then.
“…… Get out of the way.”
A shadowy figure.
“……Bandit?”
I said.
The bandit raised both hands and stepped in front of me. Or, more accurately, between Huang Boga’s man and me.
“That’s enough! The gold is here! This wasn’t the purpose in the first place! You said he was the scion of a prestigious family! If so, how many more times can you give him that much gold? Keep him alive and collect more money! How many times must I punch that monstrous fist against a man who has lost his loyalty? You’re not a party man!”
“……go away.”
I swallowed hard and turned to look at the back of the sun worshipper before me. The bandit remained unperturbed by my words, standing stiffly on his shaky legs.
The Huang Bao family’s man laughed in disbelief and spoke up.
“A few seconds wasted. You were doomed to die anyway. Thank you for saving me the trouble of finding them.”
Boom!
Huang Bo slammed his fist the size of a pot lid into the bandit. The crouching bandit squeezed his eyes shut as if to accept his fate, and then a beam of light from nowhere met the fist.
Quang!
“I owe you ……. Bandit. What’s your name.”
The beam of light from nowhere materialized, and it turned into a man. What appeared to be a beam of light dared not move too fast.
“Yangshan Para Ha, yes.”
“I’ll remember.”
I smiled wryly at the familiar voice. I was finally at ease. It’s funny how a voice that would normally be a yell can soothe me.
“Get some sleep. It’ll be over when you wake up.”
“……I see you’re not drinking today.”
It was Anbaek’s iron-black eyes.