Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 348

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Loud club music echoed through the streets.

“Hmm.”

Cheong In-woo hummed as he strolled down the street.

A shadow following behind Cheong In-woo spoke.

“Soma.”

Soma, that was the name they were calling Cheong In-woo now.

The shadow seemed worried about something.

It was only natural.

“Are you afraid?”

This was Busan, the base of Hainan.

Most of the martial artists strolling the streets were either under Hainan or from Hainan.

Even the players were part of Hainan’s territory, connected to Hainan.

And Hwasan.

“Are you afraid of Hainan?”

They could be considered enemies of Hainan.

He knew Oh Jin-kyung’s animosity towards Hwasan.

Now that he had become the Sect Leader, Hainan and Hwasan were definitely at odds with each other.

“That’s not what I meant….”

“I heard the Blood Demon entered the Sea King’s Castle with only ten people.”

Cheong In-woo chuckled and said.

“We are five. So, are you afraid?”

The shadows stopped.

A moment of tension.

“There’s no need to be afraid.”

Cheong In-woo grinned and said.

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

He smiled brightly and even put his arms around the shadows, saying.

“Or….”

His laughing voice echoed in the shadows’ ears.

“Are you afraid of me?”

Flint.

The shadows trembled.

Their identities were the Dark Plum Blossoms, the shadows of Hwasan.

Among them, those who were specially trained and newly born were called Black Plums.

Such individuals were trembling at Cheong In-woo’s words.

“Soma….”

They cautiously called out to Cheong In-woo.

“We’ll do what we have to do. But before that… *inhale*.”

He took a breath and exhaled.

“Can’t I enjoy the outside air for a bit? I feel like going into a club and shaking my butt.”

“…….”

“Don’t worry. I’m just enjoying the streets.”

Cheong In-woo released his arms and walked forward.

“And you know.”

Cheong In-woo spoke.

“Don’t look so scared. You’re from Hwasan, aren’t you? And I’m the proud Red Plum Blossom of Hwasan.”

“Yes. We will keep that in mind.”

Thus, Cheong In-woo’s outing began.

Late at night, the streets of Haeundae were filled with drunks.

“I can finally live now.”

The voices of the people.

“I heard the Sect Leader of Hainan changed? If it’s the Great Ocean Sword….”

“Is Busan finally going to see the light of day?”

“I wish this dirty street would get cleaned up.”

The voices of the drunks could be heard.

“A street addicted to drugs. Please, just stop it.”

Cheong In-woo smiled as he listened to it all.

Busan would change.

Hainan, which had been neglecting all the violence, drugs, and murder while only seeking power and wealth, would change.

In a month, another month.

Busan would change rapidly.

And.

Thud.

This would also change.

“Hey…. What are you?”

A drunk who bumped into Cheong In-woo glared and pointed at him.

“Hey! You son of a bitch.”

The man spat out curses without hesitation.

Cheong In-woo’s eyes curved as he scanned the man.

“Are you from the Seven Tigers Clan?”

A small to medium-sized clan based in Busan.

They weren’t under Hainan, but he had heard they were one of the clans that swore allegiance to Hainan and handled illegal activities on the streets.

“Yes! I am from the Seven Tigers Clan!”

The drunk said in a slurred voice.

“If you hit someone, you should apologize. Why are you glaring, you bastard?”

Such things were common.

It was only natural for martial artists to look down on and belittle others.

Cheong In-woo’s appearance was similar to that of an ordinary player, and the Black Plums following behind him would not be visible to their eyes.

Swoosh.

The Black Plums tried to step forward.

“Wait.”

But at Cheong In-woo’s restraint, they stepped back.

“What, wait? Hey, you bastard.”

A hand reached out towards Cheong In-woo.

“I haven’t been in a good mood lately, so this is perfect.”

The fist that stopped right in front of Cheong In-woo’s face was already stained with blood.

It seemed like he had repeated the same thing several times on his way here.

It was inevitable.

The moment Oh Jin-kyung became the Sect Leader of Hainan, the fate of the Seven Tigers Clan was as good as decided.

Oh Jin-kyung, who did not want Hainan to become dirty, would clean them all up.

It was said that the Seven Tigers Clan was already losing its power and seeking a way to survive.

All they could do now was vent their anger.

“You bastard. I’m Chang Han-soo of the Seven Tigers Clan. Let’s have some fun today?”

Cheong In-woo just smiled and looked at him.

“Are you laughing?”

The fist flew again.

Thud!

But Chang Han-soo’s fist was blocked by something.

“Wh-what?”

It wasn’t Cheong In-woo who had blocked it.

“Chang Han-soo of the Seven Tigers Clan.”

Military artists wearing uniforms.

They were wearing the blue uniforms of Hainan.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“…….”

Chang Han-soo stepped back at the sudden appearance of Hainan.

“We received a report. That you were causing trouble and beating up passersby.”

“That’s… the players….”

Originally, the Seven Tigers Clan could do whatever they wanted on this street.

It was the same as their usual routine.

“It was clearly conveyed to the Seven Tigers Clan. That we will no longer tolerate any acts of violence against players or ordinary people.”

“Shit….”

Chang Han-soo’s face turned red.

“What’s so different about you guys?”

“What?”

“You guys are the ones who enjoyed it with me, aren’t you?”

The faces of the Hainan martial artists turned red.

“Now you’re acting all high and mighty, pretending to be clean. You bastards.”

A martial artist he used to hang out with.

Even though they were from Hainan, Chang Han-soo was also the successor of the Seven Tigers Clan.

He had reached the Hwagyung realm through the Demonic Soul Pill and also possessed martial arts skills comparable to those of first-rate martial artists.

“We’re leaving this neighborhood anyway. Get lost. Or I’ll tell the Great Ocean Sword, who you’re so afraid of, about everything you’ve done so far.”

“…….”

The Hainan martial artists also stepped back.

“Kick.”

Then, Cheong In-woo’s laughter echoed.

“This is fun.”

This was what Cheong In-woo had been waiting for.

He had heard that Hainan was paying attention to the security of the streets these days, and he wanted to see if that was true.

“Did you say your name was Chang Han-soo?”

“Wh-what?”

Cheong In-woo’s atmosphere had changed.

“You’re right.”

Cheong In-woo scanned the Hainan martial artists and said.

“There’s nothing funnier than a dog covered in shit scolding a dog covered in chaff.”

At that moment.

Pshoooosh!

A thick purple blood mist surged.

The Hainan martial artists who had been surrounding Chang Han-soo just moments ago were scattered into pieces of flesh.

“……!”

Chang Han-soo’s eyes couldn’t follow what had happened.

He just watched, and it happened.

“Do as you please. Isn’t that the power I raised you for?”

“……Who are you, sir….”

“You don’t need to know.”

“Forgive my rudeness….”

Chang Han-soo trembled and sat down like an old man facing death.

In the meantime.

Whistle! Whistle!

The sound of whistles and sirens echoed, and footsteps could be heard.

“How dare you-!”

The Hainan martial artists had grasped the situation and rushed in.

“Look.”

Cheong In-woo said.

“Having power is like this.”

He took a step forward.

And.

Pshoooosh!

An even thicker purple blood mist surged.

* * *

Swoosh.

Cheong In-woo swept back his long, blood-soaked hair.

“Hoo.”

He looked somewhat pleased.

“I feel a bit refreshed now.”

Around him, the night streets of Busan were a sea of blood.

Ordinary people, players, martial artists.

They were all dead.

“Soma.”

A Black Plum approached and offered Cheong In-woo a towel.

But.

Tap, tap.

When Cheong In-woo drew out his inner energy, the blood droplets scattered and disappeared.

“I think this is enough.”

Cheong In-woo had said he would warn Hainan.

Just by looking at the number of people he had killed and this street, the warning seemed sufficient.

It was time to go back now.

“Hmm. It’s a shame.”

Cheong In-woo looked genuinely disappointed.

Swoosh.

Cheong In-woo stood up.

He had killed all the Hainan martial artists nearby.

Therefore, it would take some time for the news to spread, be delivered, and for reinforcements to arrive.

“It’s a relief.”

“What…?”

“Because there are still some left.”

It was at that moment.

Clang!

Sparks flew from the plum blossom swords that the Black Plums had drawn.

“Kuh!”

The Black Plums staggered as if injured.

And.

Thud!

The Black Plums who had fallen and were not moving were either dead or unconscious.

Tap, tap, tap!

Suddenly, footsteps surrounded Cheong In-woo and the Black Plums.

The Black Plums quickly raised their swords and stood as if to protect Cheong In-woo.

But Cheong In-woo pushed them away and stepped forward.

“I knew you were watching. But I didn’t expect you to step out.”

The ones who appeared before them.

“Is it the Blood Cult?”

They were all wearing masks.

He had heard that the leaders of the Blood Cult wore masks while operating.

That Lee Rowoon wore a demon mask.

But.

“No.”

Their identities were not the Blood Cult.

Cheong In-woo’s eyes sank.

“It’s Unknown.”

Unknown.

The unknown force that had first appeared during Hainan’s invasion of the Milky Way last time.

Players who had overwhelmed Lee Tae-gyeom, who had reached the Hyeonkyung realm, had appeared.

“Cheong In-woo.”

A distorted voice echoed.

“You’ve changed a bit after undergoing a metamorphosis, but you recognized me well.”

Cheong In-woo smiled and faced them.

The ones who had faced Lee Tae-gyeom and Oh Jin-kyung.

There were nearly ten of them.

They were not opponents that Cheong In-woo could take lightly.

However, Cheong In-woo seemed relaxed.

“To think you’d be in Busan. Did you have connections with Hainan?”

Cheong In-woo asked them.

“Or is it the Milky Way?”

Flint.

There was a small reaction to that.

“So, have you decided on a side?”

It was not known whose side Unknown was on yet.

However, since they had interfered with Hainan’s invasion of the Milky Way, there were rumors within the association that Unknown and the Milky Way had joined hands.

“Well, in a way, it’s only natural. Since that great Blood Demon is from the same player background as you guys.”

At that moment.

Swoosh!

A sword aimed at Cheong In-woo’s throat came flying.

“Why are you so surprised? It’s all common knowledge.”

But the sword missed, and Cheong In-woo stood on the side of the sword and took out a cigarette.

“I was bored, so this is perfect. You guys should be useful, right?”

His eyes turned red.

And.

Swoosh.

Cheong In-woo’s figure disappeared.

* * *

“Kuh, keok!”

Those who were screaming were the Unknown wearing animal masks.

Crack!

The sound of bones shattering.

“Kuh!”

A groan escaped.

“You guys are persistent. Where did these things come from?”

Cheong In-woo was smiling.

The Unknown were lying around him.

“Mo-monster….”

One of the Unknown spoke.

The Unknown who had faced Lee Tae-gyeom and Oh Jin-kyung.

Cheong In-woo’s skills were known to be at the middle stage of Hyeonkyung [a martial arts realm].

Since he had emerged from seclusion, they had thought he would have reached the peak of Hyeonkyung.

‘He’s beyond that.’

Cheong In-woo overwhelmed the Unknown with skills that were truly monstrous.

Swoosh.

Cheong In-woo brought his hand to his cheek and wiped it.

“It’s fun.”

A small scratch had appeared on his cheek.

Compared to the state of the Unknown, it was nothing, but Cheong In-woo seemed fascinated by it.

Clang.

For the first time, Cheong In-woo’s sword revealed itself.

The sword’s blade writhed as if it were alive.

But.

“That’s enough.”

Cheong In-woo put the sword away.

“It seems like he’s coming.”

Cheong In-woo smiled even brighter.

“I don’t want to meet like this, so let’s meet next time. Unknown.”

Cheong In-woo started walking away without a word.

“Let’s go.”

The remaining Black Plums followed behind him.

The Three Kings’ Disciple