Someone should see this. All those people who say it’s simple to fight any enemy – they should be here, watching this. Would they still be so sure of themselves then? Would their courage break when they saw *this*?
Namgung Dowi’s eyes were wide, fixed on the scene before him. Demonic energy twisted like a dark storm, mixed with bright red flower petals and flames that shot into the sky. *Is this a fight between humans?* he wondered. It looked more like a battle of gods from old stories, not just two people testing their skills.
Being from the Namgung Clan, he knew about martial arts. His father, a great master, had told him many times: martial arts start simple, but the best masters reach a level beyond anything normal. He had understood the words, but now, seeing this fight… he truly *felt* it.
Now, Namgung Dowi was sure. Even his father, Namgung Hwang, would be just as shocked as him. *BOOM! BOOM!* The sounds of explosions hit him again and again. It felt like his head would break. He quickly focused his inner energy to protect his ears.
Namgung Dowi was proud of his clan’s sword skills. He believed they were the strongest in the world. But watching this fight, his pride broke apart like glass. Everything he thought he knew about strength was wrong.
But even more than his broken pride, something else bothered Namgung Dowi deeply. *How can they run into that?* He watched Chung Myung and Jang Il-So fearlessly jump into the swirling darkness, that terrible demonic energy. Just looking at it made his blood run cold.
Was it just strength that made them do that? No. Everyone, strong or weak, wants to live. It’s natural. But to run straight into that hellish energy, the kind that made your stomach twist and your breath catch in your throat… that took more than just strength. It took something else.
Then, suddenly. *WHOOSH!* The demonic energy, which had been growing bigger and darker, started to break apart. Red flowers and blue flames spread through it, eating away at the darkness. In a blink, it was gone. Just… gone.
Namgung Dowi gasped. He saw Chung Myung, a blur of motion, rushing towards Danja Gang. *CRASH!* Chung Myung’s sword, rising like a flash from below, slammed into Danja Gang’s hand. A horrible grinding sound ripped through the air, like metal tearing apart. Sparks of dark energy and bright sword light flew everywhere.
Danja Gang’s face twisted in pain. Just as he was about to grab the sword, Chung Myung’s sword suddenly moved back as if it disappeared. Then, it turned into many sword shadows and came down on Danja Gang’s whole body.
Danja Gang’s hands also split into many, not to be beaten.
It’s much harder to control just the tip of a sword than to use your whole hand. Anyone would know that. But somehow, Danja Gang’s hand was fast enough to block every move Chung Myung made. For now, at least.
Then, suddenly!
The tips of Chung Myung’s swords seemed to shake all at once, and then they split into thousands of flower petals, covering Danja Gang.
Danja Gang’s eyes opened wide in shock.
“Here?”
He couldn’t block it. No one could block so many attacks, no matter who they were. Even more so with just a human hand.
Danja Gang pulled back his hand and shouted loudly. At the same time, dark energy burst from his body, crushing all the petals around him.
‘Each one isn’t strong!’
Danja Gang put even more energy into his dark power.
But then, a pure white sword suddenly appeared from inside the dark energy.
‘What?’
It was a surprise attack that shocked even Danja Gang. He quickly raised his hand and barely blocked it.
But that was it.
“Kugh!”
Danja Gang was slowly pushed back.
Chung Myung didn’t let him rest. When Danja Gang shot out his energy, Chung Myung lowered his body and flew just above the ground like a bird. He stayed close to Danja Gang.
“You!”
The dark energy that Danja Gang shot out was aimed at Chung Myung. He was sure that no one running that fast could dodge it.
But then, Chung Myung slammed his Plum Blossom Sword into the ground.
The sword bent for a moment, then straightened out again. Using that force, Chung Myung jumped high into the air.
Danja Gang’s dark energy only hit the ground. Before the dust settled, many sword energies shot out from Chung Myung’s sword.
Red sword energies flew towards Danja Gang, ready to tear him apart.
‘Careless.’
A cold light flashed in Danja Gang’s eyes.
He thought such an obvious attack wouldn’t work…
But then, a huge boom came from behind him.
‘What?’
When he turned around, he saw ten golden bracelets flying towards him very fast.
The ground exploded and shot into the sky, then fell back down like a landslide.
The bracelets returned to Jang Il-So, making a clear sound as they landed back on his wrist.
“Hmm.”
Jang Il-So hummed, looking interested. But his eyes were serious.
“I’m starting to wonder what your body is made of.”
Danja Gang came out from the dirt. Even after such a big explosion, he didn’t have a single scratch.
But his eyes looked different than at the start of the fight.
‘Is this the Central Plains?’
Danja Gang stared at one person.
‘Especially that swordsman.’
Chung Myung was breathing heavily and watching him. The sword that Chung Myung used a moment ago was still clear in Danja Gang’s mind.
To those who don’t know much about martial arts, it would have looked like a bunch of fast attacks. But inside it was a strange rising power.
Strength to Change. Change back to Illusion. Then Speed.
He had used four different powers in the time it took to take a breath.
It’s not hard for someone who uses fast swords to do many fast attacks. But for someone who uses fast swords to suddenly use strong swords, and then change again, is almost impossible.
Most swordsmen can’t even master one skill in their whole lives. But that swordsman is doing the impossible without any trouble.
The confusion you feel when the sword changes suddenly is something you can’t understand unless you’ve felt it yourself.
And… Danja Gang looked at Jang Il-So this time.
The look like a snake and the evil energy kept bothering Danja Gang. Just facing him made him feel like he was in danger, like a poison knife was pointed at his back.
The terrible killing intent made people freeze, even those with strong martial arts.
If you think about what ‘threatening’ means, that person bothered Danja Gang even more than the swordsman. Because if he showed any weakness, that snake would bite him without mercy.
The only thing those two had in common was.
‘They’re skilled.’
Looking at their swords, looking at how they aimed for the opponent’s weak spots, you could tell right away. Those two were very familiar with fighting…
Suddenly!
Chung Myung became a light and ran towards Danja Gang. He didn’t miss the chance when Danja Gang looked at Jang Il-So.
Chung Myung’s sword, filled with sunset energy, came down towards Danja Gang’s head.
‘An obvious move!’
Danja Gang reached out his hand, covered in dark energy, to grab the sword. But then.
Chung Myung’s sword blurred, like flames burning. And it went right through Danja Gang’s hand.
‘What….’
Chung Myung’s sword reappeared above Danja Gang’s head. Then, it twisted like a snake and flew as if to cut Danja Gang’s neck.
Danja Gang quickly bent his neck to dodge the sword.
“Kugh!”
He didn’t use magic. When Danja Gang tried to block the sword, he twisted the sword’s path and brushed past his hand. It was so fast and smooth that it looked like the sword had disappeared.
It’s easy to say, but it’s almost impossible to do. It’s not just skill. It’s like a divine skill.
The sword, which barely missed Danja Gang’s neck, stopped in the air, then moved to cut Danja Gang’s neck.
Thrust, stop, and cut.
Even though they are three different actions, the whole process is as fast and smooth as if it were one. Is there a better example of how targeting the opponent comes together to form a stance?
Danja Gang grabbed the sword that flew towards his neck. He knew that he couldn’t let Chung Myung do whatever he wanted. His dark fist squeezed the sword tightly, making it impossible to move.
‘You!’
With his right hand holding the sword, Danja Gang pulled it with all his strength. He wanted to punch Chung Myung in the face.
But Chung Myung let go of the sword.
Danja Gang lost his balance for a moment.
“Not gonna happen!”
A cold voice came from behind.
Jang Il-So’s red robe waved like a flag.
Jang Il-So’s fast strikes landed on Danja Gang’s back like a rainstorm, and Chung Myung’s fast kicks landed on Danja Gang’s head like a waterfall.
“Kuek!”
Danja Gang knew he couldn’t handle it with one hand, so he threw the sword up and spread both hands. The dark energy blocked Jang Il-So’s fist and Chung Myung’s kick.
Chung Myung’s foot, which had done more than ten fast kicks, came down hard. When Danja Gang saw that, he pulled up his energy!
Chung Myung suddenly took the strength out of his leg and stepped on Danja Gang’s dark energy, jumping up and grabbing the Plum Blossom Sword.
Chung Myung twisted his body and kicked the air, shooting towards Danja Gang like a hawk chasing its prey. His eyes flashed.
The Plum Blossom Sword came down hard.
The tip of the sword touched the ground.
Everything was silent.
And Danja Gang’s eyes shook.
One of Danja Gang’s shoulders split open, and blood poured out.