That’s the answer.
People stared at him, shocked. Many people were watching him. Namgung Dowi took a deep breath.
“Young Master! What…!”
A voice called him urgently from far away. They clearly wanted to say something, and Namgung Dowi knew they were probably right.
‘I don’t know.’
He didn’t know if he should step forward. Should he wait for orders instead?
Even though he still hesitated, he knew why he had drawn his sword and stepped forward.
– Those who do not decide for themselves can do nothing.
‘Dojang.’
Those words were now a part of him.
Namgung Dowi had to lead, not follow. A leader had to make his own decisions.
And there was another reason…
“You scum of the Demonic Sect.”
Namgung Dowi slowly raised his sword and shouted with all his strength.
“How dare you set foot here!”
The words felt strange in his mouth, like he was acting. But at the same time, they felt right, like something he should say.
Namgung Hwang, his father, would have said the same. He would have stood in their way without a second thought, stopping their evil blades from invading those he protected.
He wasn’t trying to be exactly like his father. But if he didn’t even try to have that same burning passion, how could he call himself Namgung?
A pure white sword aura glowed on Namgung Dowi’s sword. It grew bigger and bigger, like a wave rising up. It became huge, as big as a house, glowing brightly.
“Uh… what…?”
It was amazing to see. Namgung Dowi’s sword was showing the power of a king. A bright white light surrounded it.
“Come on!” Namgung Dowi roared, his voice full of energy. “I am Namgung Dowi! I will crush you all!”
He swung his sword down with all his might.
CRASH! The sound exploded through the air. ‘Powerful’ wasn’t enough to describe it. It was like the earth itself was shaking.
It was power from his family’s special training, passed down for generations. It was swordsmanship that could unleash that power, along with the constant hard work of the person using it.
But this sword strike had something more. It was so amazing that everyone who saw it was captivated.
“Uh…”
He didn’t think about what would happen next. He just put everything into that one strike.
Maybe ‘foolish’ was the best word to describe it. The war had just started. Using all his power at the start might be foolish. This fight could last a long time.
But that’s why the people watching were so moved.
“Namgung…”
“It’s the Young Master! Namgung Dowi, the Young Master of the Namgung family!”
Those watching shouted as loud as they could.
Were there stronger people? Yes, many. Someone with a better reputation? Too many to count.
But at that moment, no one could inspire them more than Namgung Dowi.
His energy wasn’t just from being a strong fighter.
Everyone remembered Namgung Dowi’s journey.
From Plum Blossom Island, he had always fought on the front lines against the Four Evil Sects. His family was almost destroyed by them, but he never gave up. He was the best of his generation.
It was Namgung Dowi’s sword and his voice that stirred the hearts of those watching.
“Do not back down!”
He was carrying the name ‘Namgung’, but he wasn’t relying on his family’s reputation. Namgung Dowi didn’t care about that now. He was standing tall because of his own strength.
Namgung Dowi raised his sword again.
“We stand here to protect.”
He was Namgung, but sometimes he was the Cheonwoo Alliance, and sometimes he was Hwasan. Anyone who fought with his spirit, like he was doing, could be called a true Namgung warrior.
“Do not let a single one of them set foot on this land!”
Namgung Dowi rushed forward without looking back. The Four Evil Sects hesitated for a moment because of his strong presence.
“This little brat…!”
They were intimidated by someone so young, which made them angry. To make things worse, the Cheonwoo Alliance started to charge in with great energy, following Namgung Dowi.
‘Those bastards!’
The battle was changing. Their rising energy seemed to crush everything around them.
“Trample them! Don’t let them run wild!”
“Aaaaargh!”
However, the Four Evil Sects couldn’t retreat. They had to fight with all their strength.
The momentum of the fight was shifting.
“Wh, what is it?”
Everyone turned to look at the loud roar nearby, and their attention was diverted.
Clang!
At that moment, the sword blocking the Four Evil Sects’ blade was knocked away, and a long cut appeared on his face.
“Aack!”
“Don’t get distracted, you crazy bastard!”
“Hu, huh!”
He knew something had happened nearby, but he didn’t have time to look.
‘Whatever happens, first…!’
Kaaang!
“…Keugh.”
His wrist felt like it would break from the force of the blade pressing down. He began to think he made a mistake using a sword. It felt too weak now.
‘A gap….’
If he didn’t counterattack when the blade was pulled back, his sword would break just from blocking.
But the enemy didn’t pull back, pressing down even harder.
“Keuheok!”
His waist twisted, and his knees felt like they would buckle.
He knew that if his knees buckled, he would be cut in half, so he had to grit his teeth and endure.
‘Haa, it’s the limit.’
His muscles screamed, and his bones creaked. He felt like he couldn’t take it anymore.
‘Someone… someone please help….’
Jjaeaeaeaeaeng!
To make things worse, his sword shattered with a sharp metallic sound. Thinking he would die, he shut his eyes.
“……”
But he didn’t feel any pain. Had he died instantly?
He cautiously opened his eyes and saw someone holding a sword in front of him, blocking the enemy’s blade.
“Uh…”
This person’s weapon wasn’t special either. It was an ordinary long sword, like his own.
But it was blocking the blade he couldn’t stop.
“Kkeueueueueu……”
The warrior of the Four Evil Sects strained, his blood vessels bulging, but the sword didn’t move.
“Are you alright?”
“……Yes?”
He just stared, confused, and asked ‘Yes?’ It was a silly thing to say.
But the person asking the question said calmly.
“I was almost late. I’m sorry.”
“Ah……”
Then, he grabbed the spaced-out man’s shoulder and gently pulled him back.
‘Haa, with one hand?’
He had been blocking the enemy’s blade with one hand, as easily as if it was a child’s toy sword.
“Then.”
Twooowoong!
The swordsman lightly flicked his sword, pushing the enemy’s blade back. It didn’t seem like he used much strength, but the one holding the blade lost his balance and stumbled back.
Those around him stared blankly.
This incredible sight could only come from someone at a very high level, and everyone knew it.
“Wh, who are you?”
“I’m not exactly famous. But if you really want to know, I’ll tell you.”
The swordsman stepped forward slightly, spreading his legs and standing firmly, as if rooting himself to the ground.
He aimed his sword forward in a basic middle stance, the foundation of all swords.
Even so, those who watched were breathless.
Even his basic sword stance felt powerful and threatening. It was as if a mountain was blocking the way.
The man in white martial uniform with blue patterns spoke in a serious voice.
“I am Lee Songbaek of Jongnam. From now on, I will be your opponent.”
The warriors of the Four Evil Sects looked bewildered.
‘Lee Song…baek?’
It was a name they had never heard before, which made them even more confused. How could they not know the name of a swordsman with this much skill?
“S, Senior Brother! What are you doing?”
The disciples of Jongnam in the back reacted to the name.
“What am I doing? Didn’t you tell me to block them?”
“……Yes?”
“Whether it’s the vanguard or the rearguard, isn’t it the same? I’m just blocking them because you told me to.”
“What kind of……!”
The disciples of Jongnam were stunned as they looked at Lee Songbaek’s back.
He had clearly heard the sect leader’s order not to step forward and to protect his position, but he was coming to the front with such an absurd excuse.
“You son of a bitch!”
Before they could stop him, the warriors of the Four Evil Sects rushed towards Lee Songbaek with a fierce momentum. Countless blades flew towards him from all directions.
It was like a beast made of blades was attacking.
“Do, dodge!”
Those who were watching screamed.
But Lee Songbaek calmly raised his sword slowly. He didn’t seem shaken at all.
‘Thirty-six.’
He thought about the thirty-six directions of attack. He could see them all.
‘Nothing in the world is to be feared.’
Shwaaaa!
Lee Songbaek’s sword moved through the air. It looked flashy, but it was strong. The sword, neither fast nor slow, but simply accurate, blocked the blades coming from all directions without a single tremor.
Kaaang!
Dozens of small metallic sounds rang out at the same time, creating one large roar.
“Keuheok!”
“Aaaaaaargh!”
When the blades were blocked by Lee Songbaek’s sword, the swordsmen fell like frogs falling from a cliff.
“Th, that……”
Everyone widened their eyes in surprise at the amazing power and looked at Lee Songbaek again. He was standing in a quiet middle stance without a single tremor.
‘The path we have to take was here from the beginning.’
And the one who taught us this is over there.
If he hadn’t met him, what kind of person would Lee Songbaek be now? He couldn’t imagine it.
The warriors of the Four Evil Sects who were being watched by Lee Songbaek swallowed hard. Then, they shouted as if trying to overcome their fear.
“This nameless bastard!”
“Hmm……. That’s certainly true.”
Lee Songbaek nodded as if he couldn’t deny it. Compared to Jin Geumryong, Namgung Dowi, or the Five Swords, he was a nobody.
However.
“I was thinking that I needed a little bit of fame.”
“……What?”
“So let’s get it today while we’re at it.”
Lee Songbaek said, aiming his sword.
“Lee Songbaek. Jongnam. Don’t forget it.”
Jongnam was strong and steady, like a tree with deep roots. Lee Songbaek was showing that strength now.
A seed planted by Chung Myung bloomed towards the world at this moment.