Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 46

The Three Kings’ Disciple (47)

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From the time he could remember, he had held a sword.

He loved wielding the sword, and only being with it gave him a sense of stability.

As time passed, he found himself called the First Elder.

He needed nothing else.

Only the sword.

That alone was the value of his life.

He had no loyalty to the Blood Demon or the Blood Cult.

‘I want to see the end.’

He only wanted to reach the end with this sword.

He had no interest in anything else.

However, on the day of the Blood Demon’s arrival, Do Mu-sung felt a ripple in his heart for the first time.

The descent of the Blood Demon God.

Ironically, what Do Mu-sung saw that day was the end of the sword.

‘Ah….’

An indescribable, strange sense of fulfillment.

Lee Ro-woon did not hold or wield a sword that day.

However, in Do Mu-sung’s eyes, Lee Ro-woon looked like a sword.

It wasn’t about talking about some kind of unity with the divine sword.

Every step, every gesture, fully contained the mysteries of the sword.

He was subjugated by the Blood Demon God’s arrival, but his loyalty was not due to that.

-Your desire is visible.

A small voice towards Do Mu-sung.

-If you follow me, I will let you see the end of the sword.

With those words from Lee Ro-woon, Do Mu-sung sold his soul.

He would do anything for this person.

To see the end of the sword….

Gooohhh.

He would become this person’s sword.

That was why he was a sinner.

The sin of daring to deny Lee Ro-woon even for a moment was no different from denying the sword he had so madly honed.

“What are you people?”

Gu Hyung-jin said with fiercely sunken eyes.

“To have this much power? How dare you….”

“I am.”

Do Mu-sung said, taking a stance.

“A sword.”

A blurry afterimage that seemed to flow past.

At the place where that afterimage stopped.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

Sword energy met sword energy, and heat haze rose.

“A sword that will cut down my master’s enemies.”

Beyond the clashing swords, Gu Hyung-jin and Do Mu-sung were making eye contact.

The corners of Gu Hyung-jin’s mouth were trembling.

The trembling corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

“What is your name?”

Gu Hyung-jin was the same.

A man obsessed with the sword.

That was what a martial artist was.

Even if his mind had been full of Lee Ro-woon just a moment ago, the moment he properly clashed swords, he focused all his attention on the swordsman in front of him.

“Do Mu-sung.”

“Gu Hyung-jin.”

Clang!

The two swords crossed, and Gu Hyung-jin and Do Mu-sung’s positions changed.

Lee Ro-woon was standing behind Gu Hyung-jin, but Gu Hyung-jin did not look back.

Swoosh.

The afterimage scattered.

Clang!

Again, the two were clashing swords.

“To think there was such a swordsman, it is a blessing for the martial world. Therefore, I will show you the Haenam sword.”

From Gu Hyung-jin’s clashing sword, waves began to surge.

Kwaaaaang!

In the explosion, Lee Ro-woon stepped back.

‘Do Mu-sung.’

The elder of the Blood Cult whom Kang Han-cheol had begged to spare.

Lee Ro-woon had spared Do Mu-sung as requested.

And that choice was not wrong.

“Can I leave it to you?”

The innate talent for the sword, the obsession, it was madness.

There were several conditions for a genius.

However, there was an essential condition for that genius to unleash their true ability.

‘Madness.’

They had to be crazy.

Do Mu-sung had honed only his sword for decades alone in the Blood Cult.

Without proper practical experience, Do Mu-sung had reached the realm of detachment.

His potential had exploded with the Blood Demon Art.

Although he could not break the seal, Do Mu-sung was not lacking compared to Gu Hyung-jin.

The only thing he lacked was practical experience.

That would be filled by Gu Hyung-jin in this place.

Nod.

Do Mu-sung nodded slightly towards Lee Ro-woon as he received Gu Hyung-jin’s sword.

***

“What is this?”

Do Cheon-hoo’s eyes were shaking violently.

“What on earth is this….”

It was shock and fear.

Martial artists in black uniforms.

There were only about forty of them.

Swish-! Swish! Crack!

They were literally turning the unfavorable battlefield upside down.

‘Who….’

Who on earth were they?

He could tell they were allies since they were defeating the Haenam martial artists.

However, Do Cheon-hoo did not know of martial artists of that caliber.

“Reinforcements are here-!”

Do Cheon’s guild members shouted.

At the following shout, Do Cheon-hoo’s eyes widened.

“The Eunha Guild has come to support us!”

“Eunha…?”

Something came to mind.

‘The Eunha Guild is sending support.’

Was it really them?

The Eunha Guild, where Kang Eun-ha, who looked to be about twenty, was the guild leader?

Was it really them….

Swish!

Were they overwhelming the Haenam martial artists?

It was unbelievable.

There were no martial artists of that caliber even in the Iron Sword Alliance.

They were cutting down enemies without hesitation, displaying overwhelming force.

It was not because their level was high.

Each movement of their swords contained desperation and an unknown power.

Each sword technique contained a deep mystery that was even neutralizing swordsmen of higher levels.

-You are a fake.

Gu Hyung-jin’s words came to mind.

Then, did that mean they were the real ones?

Do Cheon-hoo could barely recall the swordsmen who gave off this feeling.

“Hwasan….”

The Hwasan swordsmen.

The Plum Blossom Assault Team he had seen once from afar was just like this.

Overwhelming power, a strength that could literally be called war demons.

But a new guild called Eunha had that much power?

Questions followed questions, and shock after shock erupted.

However, Do Cheon-hoo’s mind was emptied by a sudden thought.

-What kind of monster have you summoned!

Gu Hyung-jin’s roar towards him.

Gu Hyung-jin, who had even overwhelmed him, had clearly shouted with a terrified face.

What had he seen, and what was in Eunha that made him do that?

It was the moment when Do Cheon-hoo, as if possessed by something, was getting up using his sword as a cane.

“The Blue Wave Unit is here!”

The Blue Wave Unit, the elite martial artists of Haenam, were gathering, sensing the unusual battle situation.

Clang! Clang clang!

The Eunha and Haenam clashed.

However, Eunha’s movements were somewhat strange.

“They’re driving them in…?”

Those who were fighting directly might not feel it, but from Do Cheon-hoo’s perspective, it was like that.

The Eunha martial artists were driving the Blue Wave Unit in, as if forming a circle.

‘A sword formation?’

The Eunha’s formations were not just fantastical formations that were created with special formations.

There were also formations created by humans to fight enemies, like the 108 Arhat Formation of Shaolin [a famous Buddhist martial arts formation].

However, Do Cheon-hoo’s expectations were gradually diverging.

“It’s not a sword formation.”

Their formation did not contain an incomprehensible deep mystery.

It was simply a form of encirclement.

Rather, it was the Haenam martial artists who had a sword formation.

“Form the Wave Sword Formation!”

The Wave Sword Formation passed down in Haenam.

It was a famous sword formation where the gathered swordsmen formed an offensive like an angry wave.

The Eunha had instead created a formation that was advantageous to the enemies.

Was it, after all, a lack of experience that could not overcome the limitations of being a new guild?

Even so, the expressionless faces of the Eunha martial artists were bothering him.

A strange standoff.

Do Cheon-hoo, as well as Do Cheon’s guild members and martial artists who had regained their composure, were watching only Eunha and Haenam as if possessed by something.

Thud.

Then, the sound of footsteps on the sand came out.

Swoosh.

The Eunha martial artists began to retreat.

They stood as if making way, with faces that Do Cheon-hoo had never seen before.

Tension.

And awe.

Through that, a young man was walking out without hesitation.

“Who are you?”

Even though no answer came, Do Cheon-hoo asked.

A man of blankness, where nothing was felt.

That was why Do Cheon-hoo could recall that voice again.

-What kind of monster have you summoned!

* * *

“You’ve worked hard.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Kang Eun-ha only nodded slightly.

Perhaps she was refraining from speaking in case she would shout about the Blood Demon again.

Lee Ro-woon smiled slightly at that sight and looked at the Blue Wave Unit, the elite of Haenam.

“…….”

The Blue Wave Unit were also those who could sense that something was wrong.

“The elite of Haenam. What level are you?”

At Lee Ro-woon’s question, one of the Haenam martial artists had a dazed look, then soon distorted his face.

“The Blue Wave Unit is one of the top ten forces in Haenam. You, reveal your name.”

Even at the martial artist’s words, Lee Ro-woon just nodded as if he understood.

“Top ten, huh.”

A blank and dry voice.

“Not bad.”

“What….”

The Eunha guild members currently deployed in the East Sea were no different from the Blood Cult’s top forces.

The Blood Sword Unit directly under the Blood Demon and the Twenty Ghost Sword Unit under Do Mu-sung.

Jung Chi-soo, the leader of the Blood Sword Unit, and Kang Eun-ha, the priestess.

They had succeeded in pushing the Blue Wave Unit.

“…….”

Kang Eun-ha, Jung Chi-soo, and the Blood Cult martial artists seemed to have their pride hurt that the Blue Wave Unit was only one of the top ten forces, but Lee Ro-woon thought differently.

For the first time, they had clashed with the forces of Eun, especially the martial forces of the Nine Great Sects, which were called the ruling powers.

Also, the swords and weapons of the Blue Wave Unit were not of the highest level, but they were armed with decent new weapons.

They had pushed those people back.

“It’s still a long way, though.”

What Lee Ro-woon was thinking about was something else.

‘Hwasan.’

The Plum Blossom Sword Unit.

If you compared them to the Blue Wave Unit, it was like the difference between a child and an adult.

“Everyone must have felt the shortcomings, right?”

“Yes, Guild Leader.”

“Haenam is considered the lowest among the Nine Great Sects. The top ten there, that’s your current level.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the Blood Cult members lowered their heads, and the Haenam martial artists distorted their faces.

“You baaaastard!”

“Watch carefully.”

Lee Ro-woon began to move forward, looking at the Blue Wave Unit, which was solidifying its sword formation.

“You.”

One step.

“Those guys.”

Another step.

“And….”

“Kill him!”

Swaaaaaa!

The sword energy flowing from the Blue Wave Unit’s swords surged like a wave, pouring towards Lee Ro-woon.

“Me.”

Lee Ro-woon’s fist was slowly drawn back like a drawn bowstring.

Lee Ro-woon slowly extended his hand towards the raging waves that had already reached his eyes.

A faint light that was barely visible showed that Lee Ro-woon had imbued a bit of his power.

However, their sword energy was literally a raging wave.

It was like a handful of sand facing an angry wave.

The Blood Cult members, but not Do Cheon and Do Cheon-hoo, who were watching the scene, thought that Lee Ro-woon would soon be torn to pieces and die.

A fist pushed into the wave.

Jjeoeong-!

And an unexpected roar erupted.

“Cough!”

“Kuh!”

The screams were coming from the wrong place.

“Nothing special.”

It was not Lee Ro-woon, who was just a small handful of sand, but the Blue Wave Unit, who had unleashed the sword energy, that was screaming and spitting out blood.

It was the price for the sword energy that had been unleashed being shattered and the internal energy flowing backward.

The only one who properly saw that technique was Jung Chi-soo.

‘He twisted the axis?’

In the end, what the Blue Wave Unit had done was no different from a formation.

Similar to a formation, they took their positions and simultaneously released their power to create a larger form and power.

If that was the case, then naturally, an axis that was the center of the attack would be created.

That was something that any martial artist would know.

However, to break that by hitting it with a fist was a completely different story.

The flow of internal energy, the understanding of the formation, and the overwhelming movement to achieve all of that.

That had happened in this short moment.

Taat!

Before they could even grasp the situation that followed, along with the sound of sand being kicked up.

Kwaang!

Lee Ro-woon, who had already appeared in front of the Blue Wave Unit, was planting his fist into the stomach of the martial artist who had been talking loudly a moment ago.

‘The hunt begins.’

Lee Ro-woon’s sunken eyes.

It was the beginning of a counterattack that he had not been able to do properly in the past.