“A seal?”
The Hainan disciples, who were running away, were surprised when they saw Chung Myung running towards them.
“Keep going!”
“Yes!”
They calmed down at Chung Myung’s cry. It wasn’t the first time Chung Myung had done something unpredictable.
What embarrassed them was not Chung Myung, but Im So-byeong, who was staring at Chung Myung like a stone statue behind him.
Im So-byeong, the Green Forest King, was not someone the Hainan disciples could easily approach. If they hadn’t come together under the Heavenly Union, they might never have met him.
That’s why they were even more embarrassed. Im So-byeong, who always had a negative attitude, was standing there frozen.
“…The, Green Forest…”
Im So-byeong bit his lip. The fan in his hand was bent as if it would break.
Im So-byeong’s gaze, which had been staring at Chung Myung’s back as if he wanted to attack him, turned to the Hainan disciples. He said coldly:
“What are you doing?”
“Yes?”
“Just go! Now!”
“Ah, yes! Yes!”
The Hainan disciples ran away. Im So-byeong glanced at them, bit his lip, stared at Chung Myung’s back, and turned away.
‘Damn it.’
He couldn’t understand. Why not just leave them? What did this Hainan group mean to him? Colleagues who have shared life and death? People who will become strong in the future?
What a joke!
Isn’t it better to live first? You can make new colleagues, and you can train those who will become strong. Nothing is more important than my life right now. It can’t be important.
But why should I risk myself for such things? What is in that crazy human’s head?
At that time, Yoon Jong asked with a puzzled face:
“Green Forest King, what is Chung Myung doing?”
Im So-byeong controlled his angry face and replied:
“He will block the enemy. Don’t worry and go forward!”
“The rear? There are already two people…”
“There’s no time for this! Break through the front! If you don’t want the others to die!”
“I understand!”
Yoon Jong ran forward.
The Green Forest King bit his lip. He wasn’t lying. They needed to break through the front quickly.
If they didn’t follow Chung Myung’s plan, they would be destroyed. Im So-byeong knew that a plan without a clear direction would fail.
He looked at Chung Myung one last time, who was already running far away.
Im So-byeong broke his fan, then turned his head. Blood dripped from his lip.
“Monk!”
“I know!”
Boom!
Jin-gak stepped forward, and Hye-yeon released many strong energy blasts from his fist. It was a powerful attack, not like the usual serious Shaolin style, but that made it even scarier.
The enemies hesitated. Hye-yeon was trying to stop the attack.
‘But it won’t last long!’
Hye-yeon knew he couldn’t hold them back for long with just his and Namgung Dowook’s strength. He was just buying time for the others to escape.
“Uooooh!”
Namgung Dowook’s sword released many white lights.
His sword was similar to Hye-yeon’s fist: flashy and big, but not very strong. It was only meant to scare and push back the enemy.
“Kugh!”
The Maninbang warriors hesitated because they didn’t know how strong the two were. But this was a mistake.
Crack!
“Cough!”
A red sword appeared through the neck of one of them. The eyes of the person who stabbed the sword were red and angry. He screamed:
“Anyone who steps back will die! Choose! Die to them or die to me!”
No one could step back after hearing that. Everyone gritted their teeth.
“Charge, now!”
Instead of an answer, a scream erupted.
Hye-yeon used his power again to stop the enemies.
“A-mi-ta-bul!”
The Buddhist light hit those who rushed in like evil beings. However, they kept advancing even as their skin burst from the pressure.
“Die!”
Before Hye-yeon knew it, one of the Maninbang warriors reached him, covered in blood. Hye-yeon gritted his teeth.
Flash!
A red energy cut off the warrior’s neck.
Hye-yeon turned and saw Chung Myung rushing in.
“What are you doing, you idiots!”
“Chief!”
Chung Myung passed them and jumped into the enemy.
Flutter flutter flutter!
As Chung Myung ran, plum blossoms fell from his sword, like a path of flower petals opening behind him. The air filled with the soft sound of falling petals as Chung Myung ran. Plum blossoms, red as fresh blood, spun from the tip of his sword, leaving a sweet, faint scent in the air.
‘That is…!’
Hye-yeon’s eyes widened. He recognized the amazing skill in this impressive scene.
“Plum Blossom Sword Demon!”
“Kill him! Kill him!”
The Maninbang warriors rushed in. It was because their greatest enemy had appeared.
“Kill him! The one who cuts off the Plum Blossom Sword Demon’s head will become rich and famous! Kill him!”
There was no way out. If they stepped back, their allies would kill them. So, they had to bet everything and attack.
The Maninbang warriors rushed in.
Chung Myung’s sword moved calmly. Small plum blossoms swirled around the tip of the sword, drawing a circle.
The plum blossoms began to spread in all directions. At first, it was slow, but soon it sped up and surrounded the area. It was an amazing sight.
The Maninbang warriors widened their eyes.
“Wh, what…”
The forest and the people were covered with plum blossoms. Everything was red.
“Th, that!”
Namgung Dowook gasped.
“Plum blossom… scent…”
It felt like he smelled plum blossoms. The sight was so real.
Plum Blossom Sword Formation, Plum Blossom Scent Over Ten Thousand Miles.
The best Hwasan sword skill. The first stage of the Plum Blossom Sword skill bloomed like it was 100 years ago.
It was like a dream.
Even the rushing enemies forgot what they were doing. The plum blossoms gently landed on them.
Rustle!
A sharp pain woke them up. They saw flower petals spreading around them.
“N, no…!”
Hwaaaaaah!
The plum blossoms covered everything like a flame, including the enemies and their screams.
The plum blossoms disappeared like magic, like a scent that leaves nothing behind.
“Uh…”
As the plum blossoms disappeared, a pale person looked ahead.
The world stopped.
The Maninbang warriors and Chung Myung were frozen in place.
It was like they were dead and watching this forever.
And then…
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Maninbang warriors fell down. It was like time had started again.
“Uh…”
Those who were amazed stared at Chung Myung.
Swish.
They could feel the wind, the sword’s energy, and Chung Myung’s movement.
Had he ever been so amazed by someone? Even with all his attention?
It wasn’t his choice. The sword made everyone watch, as if they had to be drawn to it.
At that time, Chung Myung rushed at them.
Flash!
The sword cut off the necks of the Maninbang warriors.
Three heads flew into the air, and blood spurted out.
“Th, that…”
Before the smell of blood spread, Chung Myung’s mocking voice was heard:
“You bastards… Who do you think you’re going to kill?”
Ho Gamyung clenched his fist. He knew Chung Myung was glaring at him. He felt angry.
Chung Myung shook his head.
“You still don’t know who you are, you or that idiot Jang Il-so.”
Then he looked around.
Even the Maninbang warriors had stopped. The Hainan group was escaping.
Chung Myung smiled.
“Kill him!”
Ho Gamyung shouted. It sounded like a scream.
“Kill him! You must kill him! Kill him!”
The Maninbang warriors rushed in again.
The Maninbang ran towards Chung Myung, who clenched his sword.