Vol 2 Chapter 65. Well Done. You Did Really Well (4)
‘That guy….’
Patrick, watching the duel, clenched his fist.
He had a feeling that Mun Yul was continuously aiming for something. He thought he was probably aiming for a decisive moment to counterattack. But….
‘To think it was Moonlit Night’s Illusory Dragon….’
This was something even Patrick hadn’t expected.
Even among the Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms, the most abstract and difficult technique is Moonlit Night’s Illusory Dragon.
Because it is too difficult to use in actual combat, Patrick also hasn’t used it much.
But Mun Yul used it appropriately in actual combat.
The strength entering his fist does not release.
He has to desperately stop the corners of his mouth trying to twitch upwards.
“What was that just now?”
“He cut the flank as if flowing while dodging to the side.”
“Hmm, the movement was elegant and very exquisite, but….”
“However, it wasn’t to the extent of getting hit staring with open eyes like that.”
“It seems Young Master Namgung Jin made a mistake.”
Watching the sect leaders chattering as they pleased from the side, he wanted to grab them by the collar and teach them.
‘You ignorant things. Do you think it’s easy to perfectly grasp the flow of offense and defense and move occupying the blind spot of the opponent’s consciousness and sense?’
Like that.
That one move Mun Yul showed just now was that amazing.
Even though they were far away, it was to the extent that it was difficult to grasp even with the discernment of the sect leaders of the Nine Sects One Gang and Five Great Clans.
At best, only a few like the Divine Monk, Namgung Clan Head, and Wudang Sect Leader felt the profundity in Mun Yul’s move.
‘Now, it got interesting.’
What Namgung Jin suffered was only a single blow, but for a swordsman, suffering a hit to the waist is fatal damage.
It was good to see it as a loss almost equivalent to the injury Mun Yul suffered earlier.
And above all….
‘It seems he already knows. The meaning of the attack he suffered.’
* * *
On the sparring platform.
Namgung Jin pressed his flank with one hand to stop the bleeding and examined the wound.
Although the muscle was cut beyond the skin, fortunately, it did not reach the internal organs.
‘No, that’s not it.’
His blind spot was completely occupied, and he was caught off guard.
If it were that swordsman named Mun Yul, he could have made an attack sufficient to sever the waist and spill intestines on the floor.
But he didn’t.
Because this is a duel after all. That implies….
‘Does it mean I lost if it were actual combat?’
Namgung Jin’s teeth clenched tight.
He couldn’t remember when was the last time his pride suffered such a deep wound.
But whom could he blame?
This disgrace was a price he had to pay willingly.
‘I was already careless at the stage where I looked down on the opponent and was certain of victory.’
He must know how to look back at himself using disgrace and shame as a mirror to be called a son of Namgung.
If this wound suffered on the flank is the price of that lesson, it was something to be paid willingly.
Namgung Jin took his hand off his flank and held the sword with both hands. And said….
“I convey both apology and gratitude.”
“…….”
Mun Yul did not reply.
Because he perceived that Namgung Jin’s spirit had completely changed.
If it felt like facing a large river flowing roughly just a moment ago, now it was like a calm lake.
The total amount of Qi did not change, but its nature changed completely.
Mun Yul also held his sword seriously and took a stance. And Namgung Jin said….
“Young Hero Mun Yul. You are qualified.”
“…….”
“Qualified to receive Namgung’s sword.”
“…….”
And Namgung Jin’s sword rose high above his head. At the same time….
“The Emperor’s sword is the power to command the world in brilliance, with dignity as if dividing the heavens.”
Namgung Jin’s sword began to shine brilliantly with pure white light. And Namgung Jin recited the mantra without rest.
“Overcoming hardships and trials only with courage and will. I shall contain that spirit in a single blade.”
The white light of the sword shining even more brilliantly made Namgung Jin’s sword several times larger before anyone knew it.
What Namgung Jin is trying to do.
The sect leaders in the VIP seats all knew.
Rather than that, if one doesn’t know that in Murim, they would be treated as an ignorant fool.
“Em… Emperor Sword Form?”
“Nonsense. How can he at that age….”
“Namgung Clan Head, did you already pass down the secret technique to your son?”
The gaze of the astonished sect leaders naturally turned to Namgung Un, the Head of the Namgung Clan.
Namgung Un said….
“I haven’t given permission to use it yet, but…. I passed down the basics.”
Great admiration was revealed on the sect leaders’ faces.
Generally, martial arts must be stepped up through stages. To learn stronger martial arts, one must learn the martial arts that become the foundation below it.
Only by accumulating internal energy like that and repeating the study of techniques can one learn the martial arts of the next stage.
In that sense, Namgung Jin learning the Emperor Sword Form at that age was proving that he was a tremendous genius in itself.
* * *
“A single ray of light brightens the darkness, guiding the righteous path, so the Emperor’s will is firm….”
Namgung Jin’s momentum is gradually reaching its peak.
At the white sword qi of Namgung Jin which had grown several times larger before he knew it, Mun Yul clenched his teeth.
‘This is not good….’
He hasn't even attacked yet.
But from the moment he started the Emperor Sword Form, just with the momentum emanating from his whole body, Mun Yul was receiving considerable pressure.
If the Qi gathering in that sword is struck down in a single blow like this, terrifying destructive power will erupt.
He cannot dodge either.
Even if he dodges somewhere, that sword strike will fly aiming accurately at him.
‘In that case….’
Mun Yul clenched his teeth and took a sword stance. And then….
“Hup!”
He pulled up the energy of his dantian to the maximum.
There is nothing to spare. He gathered all the energy from the very bottom, no, even beyond that.
Then, blue sword qi began to ripple at the tip of Mun Yul’s sword.
‘Against power, it’s power.’
He will prove that the Twin Dragon Sect also has sword arts that can oppose that high-and-mighty Namgung Clan’s Emperor Sword Form.
That would be the repayment for the grace like the sky bestowed by Master and Venerable Master.
‘Cool.’
The corners of Namgung Jin’s mouth went up.
Even though he is gradually completing the momentum of the Emperor Sword Form, the opponent is not succumbing a bit.
Rather, he refines his momentum and grows his energy.
He was like a wolf aiming for an opportunity to bite the vitals while crouching his body completely.
‘That is indeed my rival.’
Namgung Jin, having made up his mind, finally completed the sword form.
“I swear upon this blade, the Emperor’s sword, to defeat evil and uphold justice.”
And gigantic Qi that seemed to exceed one ruler (approx. 30cm) rippled at the tip of Namgung Jin’s sword.
It is not Sword Flux yet because accomplishment is lacking.
But it is much more powerful than ordinary sword qi.
If one must say, it should be called Emperor’s Qi.
It was a Will-Imbued Unique Skill created by the Emperor Sword Form, the secret ultimate art of the Namgung Clan. And….
“You guys aren’t the only ones with something like that!”
Blue Formed Qi of Intent erupted from Mun Yul’s twin swords and began to take shape.
Similar feeling to the opponent, just unable to form Gang Qi yet.
There was sufficient intent contained in that Qi.
[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Sixth Form: Nine Dragons Under Heaven ]
Mun Yul rushes toward Namgung Jin with six ferocious dragons.
Although it is not Nine Dragons because accomplishment is still lacking, this was the maximum winning move he could make right now. And….
‘Magnificent.’
Namgung Jin also unleashes the best secret art he prepared.
Namgung Clan’s Final Secret Art.
Emperor Sword Form
The giant sword of light strikes down the dragons without hesitation.
Ironically.
This scene resembled the strange event that happened in Songshan not long ago.
With the appearance of the giant dragon and the sword of light clashing.
Just at the moment those two energies were about to clash….
BOOM!
A single ray of flash struck down like lightning between the two energies.
Simultaneously, overpowering the surroundings with energy much more powerful than the two energies, it scattered the Emperor Sword Form and Nine Dragons Under Heaven.
Truly a manifestation of overwhelming power.
And the one who revealed his appearance on the sparring platform was.
“Umm…. This is, so….”
It was Patrick Schneider.
“What is it?”
“Evil-Breaking Swordsman? Isn’t he the Venerable Master of the Twin Dragon Sect?”
“Why did that person suddenly intrude?”
The audience buzzed.
And Patrick on the sparring platform scratched his head with a disturbed expression, then….
“Referee.”
“Yes…? Ah. Yes.”
To the referee who was lost in thought, Patrick spoke calmly.
“Twin Dragon Sect forfeits.”
He said.
* * *
Mun Yul, who was collapsed, sprang up.
“Just what…. Cough….”
He tried to shout, but Mun Yul’s Qi and blood twisted before that, and he vomited a handful of blood.
Although the shock was less because it was nullified before the technique exploded, he still suffered significant internal injury.
Patrick clicked his tongue seeing such Mun Yul.
“Tsk tsk, why do you want to continue in that state?”
“Kuuugh….”
You made me like this?!
Mun Yul wanted to argue, but he wasn’t a figure who would feel guilt if told. But apart from that….
“Venerable Master.”
He had to argue what needed to be argued.
“Why are you calling?”
Looking at him picking his ear as if annoyed, one would boil with rage, but still, Mun Yul clenched his teeth and said.
“Forfeit? The match was still midway.”
“Yeah. But now it’s over.”
“Why did you forfeit? I could have won.”
“Maybe so.”
“Wasn’t our side losing the fifteenth thing Venerable Master hates?”
“Ooh. Yul is smart? Remembering well.”
“If I don’t remember, you hit…. That’s not it. Why are you doing this?”
Patrick chuckled looking at Mun Yul shouting and arguing.
‘Why am I doing this?’
In fact, Patrick himself was quite surprised at the current decision.
The moment Mun Yul and Namgung Jin were about to clash.
Patrick could know.
Probably the one winning is Mun Yul.
Although it is a narrow difference, Mun Yul’s energy was a little more organized. However….
‘Dangerous.’
He also realized that fact.
The moment they clashed in that state, fatal damage could be inflicted on the dantian of Mun Yul who already suffered internal injuries.
No, perhaps it could have resulted in something beyond that.
‘A lot was at stake in this martial arts tournament. Indeed. Really a lot is at stake.’
He is not just talking about the prizes put up by each sect. The glory the title of Number One Rising Star Under the Heavens brings to the sect is absolutely not small.
It is an opportunity for the Twin Dragon Sect to be reborn as a dignified famous sect and will become a justification to obtain important rights in the newly formed Murim Alliance in the future.
Famous Righteous Sect, Twin Dragon Sect.
The promise he made while pouring liquor at his master’s grave could finally be kept. But….
‘When I came to my senses, I was already running.’
He was surprised even thinking about it himself.
He intervened judging that he had to stop it for Mun Yul’s future, leaving the sect’s glory behind.
He looks up at the sky. Then there was the smiling face of his master after a long time.
[Well done. You did really well.]
Patrick smiled bitterly.
He felt like he understood only now.
The feelings of his master who watched with a burning heart every time he repeated reckless things and crossed dangerous bridges for the sect in the past.
‘So this is why they say people only know the parents’ heart when they become parents.’
Patrick smiled bitterly.
And approached Mun Yul and reached out his hand.
‘Oops. Is he hitting me for rebelling?’
Mun Yul flinched for a moment thinking so.
But what felt next was Patrick’s touch stroking his head gently.
What is this? He has been hit by this hand many times, but never experienced this once?
To Mun Yul making a dumbfounded expression, Patrick said.
“Yul.”
“…Yes.”
“You are much more important than this measly martial arts tournament.”
“…Pardon?”
“So let’s stop. Go down and govern your body.”
At Patrick’s words, Mun Yul was even more flustered.
Is this perhaps kindness and thoughtfulness?
Our Venerable Master?
‘Why? Ah! Don’t tell me?’
Mun Yul suddenly changed his expression. And lifting his sword….
“Reveal your identity. This fa…. Ack!”
SMACK!
Before he could finish speaking, Patrick’s scabbard fell on the crown of Mun Yul’s head.
“It is me. It’s me. Not a fake.”
“Aaaack! That can’t be… Kuaack! I… I was wrong.”
WHACK! THWACK! BAM!
“Anyway, even if I try to treat this bastard a little well, he always earns a beating. Earns a beating!”
“Ack! This is… Kuaack! Anyone would have reasonable suspicion…. Aaaack!”
A sect with no connection to warmth.
That was the Twin Dragon Sect.
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