Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 105
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Chapter 105. Primordial Energy Pill Transformation (5)
Yeong Geom Jin In was greatly flustered.
‘When?!’
He hadn’t felt even a tremor in the air, let alone any presence.
How long had it been since someone had gotten behind him? It was something he had never experienced even once since reaching mastery in the Wudang Taiqing Arts.
Whoosh.
Yeong Geom Jin In’s calm aura began pressing down on the man in black.
He concentrated his aura on only one target without extending it to the surroundings.
“Oh my, as expected.”
The black-clad man’s mask twitched. He was smiling.
“Even with faded hide, a tiger is still a tiger, isn’t that right?”
“Who are you.”
A terrifying presence dwelt in that quiet question.
Even masters evaluated as first-rate would be intimidated by just his voice and have their internal power flow disrupted.
Of course, this didn’t apply to the man in black.
“You, what’s your Taoist name?”
“…?”
“If you’re a talent of Wudang, I remember a few names, but no matter how much I think about it, I don’t know your face.”
Not even a nail’s worth of tension could be felt.
Yeong Geom Jin In was flustered. He felt no pressure even from a voice filled with Taiqing True Qi?
“…Whoever you are.”
Whoooong.
Cloud-like energy rose from Yeong Geom Jin In’s both hands.
Subtle blue-white qi light. Just by concentrating energy in his hands, colored force energy formed.
He naturally drew out true qi to the visible range. It was skill worthy of being treated as a master anywhere in the Central Plains.
“Seeing how you dare appear even wearing a mask, you must surely be someone dishonorable?”
“Then what makes you people so honorable?”
“What?”
“I asked what makes you people so honorable when you use a young man’s body as an experimental subject.”
Yeong Geom Jin In’s eyes wavered.
But that was only for a moment.
“You know things you shouldn’t know. I can’t just leave you be.”
“And one more thing.”
The man in black tilted his head.
“The Wudang Sect I know was frustrating, crude, and sometimes stupid, but it was a sect that claimed to be the best in the Central Plains for righteousness. How did they give Taoist status to someone as sinister as you?”
These were words that made his whole face burn with shame.
Yeong Geom Jin In shouted angrily.
“Shut up!”
Whoosh!
Yeong Geom Jin In immediately closed the distance and unleashed the Mysterious Arts Fist toward the man in black’s heart.
There was no need for more questions and answers. Someone who knew Wudang Sect’s secrets – whoever he was, he couldn’t be allowed to live.
“Killing intent from the start.”
Crack!
Yeong Geom Jin In’s fist split the air.
With just one step back to the side and twisting his upper body, he avoided the Wudang Sect Elder’s single strike.
‘He really is a master!’
Somehow it felt familiar.
He had overlooked it due to the urgency, but the voice was young and the look in his eyes was somehow familiar too.
Of course, such things weren’t important to him right now.
‘I’ll figure it out after knocking him down!’
Crack!
Yeong Geom Jin In smoothly rotated and thrust a palm toward the man in black’s chest.
The transition from fist technique to palm technique was so smooth and fast. It looked as if the two attacks were one martial form.
The man in black, Moyong Bi, kicked off the ground.
Crack! Thud!
The wooden surface hit by the palm was deeply dented.
It was palm force with the nature of pushing and penetrating inward. A deadly strike that would burst the internal organs and cause death with just one hit.
‘He dodged again.’
The problem was that the guy who had moved to the rear would definitely counterattack.
Whoosh!
Yeong Geom Jin In tilted his upper body downward while turning his body and prepared the Mysterious Heaven Seven Stars Palm again.
Then, a cry of “Ugh!” was heard from far away.
Yeong Geom Jin In turned his head.
“You, you bastard!”
When had he moved there – the black figure was gripping Yang Hyo Myeong’s neck.
Yeong Geom Jin In was extremely flustered.
It was somewhat embarrassing that he had seriously taken a combat stance against empty air, but he never expected that bastard to target Yang Hyo Myeong.
“This guy’s neck is so soft, he’s a typical weasel. Just crush one finger and he’ll spill everything he did even in his mother’s womb.”
Moyong Bi struck Yang Hyo Myeong’s neck with his hand blade.
Yang Hyo Myeong, who had been struggling, fainted on the spot.
“Wudang Sect’s life and death depends on this guy’s mouth. How interesting?”
Yeong Geom Jin In deployed the Flowing Cloud Steps.
Whoosh!
Smooth and fast.
It was on a different level from the Flowing Cloud Steps that Woon Guk used. Even the same martial arts showed vastly different results depending on proficiency and mastery level.
Yeong Geom Jin In, who had closed the distance in an instant, unleashed the Mysterious Heaven Seven Stars Palm.
Surprisingly, he aimed straight ahead. He intended to kill both Yang Hyo Myeong and the man in black in one strike.
Moyong Bi’s eyes turned cold.
‘What a rational bastard.’
Rather kill them together to prevent secret leaks?
Good judgment. In a battlefield, this choice would naturally be made.
The problem was that this bastard was a Taoist of Wudang Sect.
Whoooong!
Infinite True Qi was operated in earnest.
Swish!
The Mysterious Heaven Seven Stars Palm struck empty air once again.
Three attacks had all missed. Yeong Geom Jin In couldn’t help but be frustrated.
But this attack didn’t end with just evasion.
Moyong Bi’s left foot moved mysteriously and in an instant climbed up Yeong Geom Jin In’s upper body.
Crack!
“Kugh!”
He was hit in the jaw by a sharp leg technique.
Though his mind didn’t fly away thanks to his body protected by Wudang Taiqing Arts, his spine went cold from the eerie pain.
‘Damn!’
Thud!
He instinctively created distance to nullify the follow-up attack, then rushed at Moyong Bi again.
Moyong Bi had also become bare-handed. He had thrown Yang Hyo Myeong far away to a tree.
‘Die!’
Yeong Geom Jin In swung both hands like a storm.
Papapang!
A dazzling display of fist and palm techniques covered Moyong Bi’s entire body.
It was a sight that would make any observer gasp in admiration. In the dark night, dozens of fists and palms imbued with blue-white true energy enveloped one person, yet it didn’t look threatening but rather appeared elegant and beautiful.
Even when throwing punches, rotation was added making his robes flutter, and even when extending palms, the subtle vertical movements were so exquisite it was like watching a graceful crane.
It wasn’t for nothing that Wudang Sect’s martial arts received praise for their high refinement.
Yeong Geom Jin In was confident.
‘He won’t be able to dodge anymore.’
There was absolutely no way to dodge forward, left, or right.
He had even mixed in the Wudang energy manipulation art Eight Character True Formula. Attractive force would occur between the meridians making it difficult to retreat, but even if he did retreat, the momentum of the Mysterious Sky Fist and Mysterious Heaven Seven Star Palm would increase exponentially.
‘I’ve won!’
Yeong Geom Jin In didn’t doubt his victory.
However, his confidence was shaken to its roots before he could even count to ten.
Papapang! Hook! Paang!
The fists and palms cutting through empty air made pleasant sounds.
They were truly pleasant sounds to hear, but the problem was this wasn’t a martial arts demonstration.
Normally there should have been sounds like thud! bang! thump! that would make one frown just hearing them. In fact, those were the sounds Yeong Geom Jin In’s ears most wanted to hear.
Only refreshing, even cool air-rending sounds wandered aimlessly around the area.
‘How, how is this possible?!’
He couldn’t believe it.
The man wasn’t even counterattacking, nor was he using any particularly impressive footwork.
Yet somehow he was dodging all of his attacks. Wudang Sect’s True Divine Ultimate Art couldn’t even touch the enemy’s collar.
Flustered, Yeong Geom Jin In suddenly looked into his opponent’s eyes.
A somehow indifferent expression. Even disappointment seemed to shine through.
Really, could there be another person who conveyed his emotions so clearly through his eyes?
‘Damn!’
Enraged Yeong Geom Jin In’s fists and palms increased in speed.
Papapang!
When speed increased, power naturally became stronger – this was an obvious truth.
‘How ridiculous.’
He didn’t even feel like clicking his tongue.
‘What kind of sloppy martial arts is this?’
His internal energy alone was worthy of being called an elder.
But he couldn’t properly utilize that good internal energy. He had known from the look in his eyes and aura that he was sloppy, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad.
‘The energy manipulation arts that should be delicate are all over the place. He’s just relying on sword forms and pushing forward recklessly like a novice!’
He thought that perhaps the foreign female Taoist priest he’d seen at Juru the day before the preliminaries might have a better understanding of martial arts. At least that blue-eyed woman’s aura didn’t reek so heavily of Wudang Sect’s characteristic vagueness.
‘This isn’t a matter of talent. How did this guy learn martial arts like an idiot, worse than a Taoist priest much younger than him?’
Even if there were differences in strength and experience, the one properly learning Wudang martial arts wasn’t this guy but that female Taoist priest.
Moyong Bi’s eyes turned coldly desolate.
“When the higher-ups are like this, no wonder they abandon chivalry and conscience to turn their eyes to the kind of things only Unorthodox Faction scum would do.”
Moyong Bi’s two hands moved.
Papang!
Yeong Geom Jin In’s mouth fell wide open.
‘Crazy!’
His opponent’s finger came in under the palm imbued with Mysterious Heaven Seven Star Palm’s power and struck the Dae Reung Hyeol pressure point.
Crack!
The meridian energy gathered in his hand dispersed into empty air strand by strand.
At the same time, his stomach churned and his right abdomen contracted strongly. His head becoming dizzy momentarily was a bonus.
Hook!
Moyong Bi’s body dropped to the middle-low stance.
Thwoom!
“Kuk!”
A single punch that struck precisely below the solar plexus in the abdomen.
Tiger Form Fist exploded following the Earth-Shaking Tiger Step using only half a step.
The three footwork techniques of Bird Step, Tiger Step, and Leopard Step shared the same lineage as the Eagle Form Fist, Tiger Form Fist, and Leopard Form Fist of the Three Form Fist, which was Moyong Family Estate’s basic boxing technique.
The basic footwork of bird, tiger, and leopard had evolved into Heaven-Soaring, Earth-Shaking, and Silver Forest to become supreme martial arts under heaven. The Tiger Form Fist carrying the power of that footwork was no longer a basic boxing technique but had become a super first-rate boxing technique.
“Uwwek!”
Yeong Geom Jin In, who coughed up a bowl of blood, kicked off the ground again.
If nothing else, his fighting spirit alone was worthy of recognition.
“Uaaah!”
Having lost his composure, he roughly swung both fists.
Papang! Thwack!
Everything was blocked.
Watching Moyong Bi dodge left and right while occasionally deflecting Yeong Geom Jin In’s attacks with one hand, he looked like an adult calming down a crying, tantrum-throwing child.
‘This can’t be happening.’
The explosive red rage gradually began changing into chilling blue fear.
‘This bastard knows all of our main sect’s martial arts!’
Before skill level, he seemed to know how to counter Wudang martial arts. Otherwise, there was no way he could receive them so easily.
Due to fear, his concentration and mental state also became scattered.
Yeong Geom Jin In’s fist and palm techniques rapidly became sloppy.
Moyong Bi didn’t miss the opening.
Whoosh! Thwack!
His left foot, which had swept along the ground and risen up, struck Yeong Geom Jin In’s right abdomen.
“…!!”
Yeong Geom Jin In, who immediately fell to his knees, couldn’t even scream.
His body trembled as he clutched his stomach.
His ribs were broken and the impact had shaken his liver. The pain was one thing, but he couldn’t breathe properly either, making his vision flash.
“Are you really an elder? Aren’t you just a wannabe Taoist priest who wants to become an elder?”
Moyong Bi clicked his tongue.
“What kind of Wudang elder can’t control their internal energy to this degree?”
Even if he had been excited, if he had been properly managing his internal organs with internal energy, he wouldn’t have collapsed in one hit.
This was why Moyong Bi was holding up his fist. He had planned to knock him out immediately with one strike as soon as he staggered, but the match ended before he could even throw the punch.
“Keuuuk.”
“Ugh, what a waste of time I spent worrying when he was such an idiot.”
Crack!
Yeong Geom Jin In collapsed from the merciless strike.
“As expected, forget about thinking of family and whatnot – I should just act first and deal with it later. That’s more comfortable.”
Moyong Bi grabbed both men by the scruff of their necks and disappeared into the darkness.
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