Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 118
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Chapter 118
A clue flashed through his mind.
With this, he instantly came up with a solution.
“We just need to gather them! There was no need to go looking for them.”
“Huh?”
“What do you mean by that?”
Everyone expressed their confusion at this.
But Jung Myeong’s eyes were already filled with certainty.
“I mean exactly that. I should have thought of this method from the beginning!”
“How exactly do you plan to gather them?”
“That’s right. Will they gather just because we tell them to?”
Despite Jung Myeong’s confidence, the group including Strange Madman couldn’t understand at all.
They looked full of doubt.
Only Yeo Eun-so, who had experienced him over time, held expectations.
Well, it was understandable.
If they could gather them, they would have done so already.
But since that wasn’t possible, wasn’t that why they were in this situation?
No matter how much they told them the secret manual was fake, they wouldn’t accept it at all.
That’s why they had been burning them with Acid Needles.
In this situation, how?
Questions flashed through everyone’s minds.
However, Jung Myeong was confident.
“You’ll see. Shall we go look for one first?”
“What are you going to look for?”
“A secret manual. A secret manual that will guide us to where the real one is.”
“Hah… I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Should it be called perfect timing?
“A secret manual!”
“There’s a secret manual over there!”
Shouts could be heard from around the ridge where they were.
It meant someone had found a new secret manual.
“I’m going first!”
Swoooosh-
Jung Myeong was the first to rush forward.
At this, the group tilted their heads in confusion but immediately followed behind.
And so they arrived at the ridge.
“It’s the Poison Demon Physician!”
“Ugh…!”
While everyone was in complete panic.
Once again, Jung Myeong immediately made his move.
Swooosh-!
[Three Origin Kill Second Kill: Dark Sea]
Waves of black darkness surge forth.
The surging waves engulf everyone. People paralyzed and unable to move appear everywhere.
Swish swish swish-
Through the chaos, Jung Myeong using his Lightness Skill quickly breaks through.
And the moment he reaches the one holding the secret technique.
“Nooooom!”
Swooosh-!
As if waiting for this moment, the one holding the secret manual swung his sword.
A scar running vertically across his face, burn marks below it. A black sword.
There was only one person with such characteristics.
Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword, Jin Ak!
Who would have thought that one of the renowned Super Peak Level masters of the Hangzhou Martial World would reveal himself here.
‘Ha. Even this guy is here? He’s not someone who would risk his life for just one secret manual…!’
An unexpected figure has appeared.
For Jung Myeong who needs to obtain the secret manual, an untimely obstacle has emerged.
Jung Myeong should be greatly concerned about this.
‘Perfect!’
For some reason. His face was filled with joy.
As if this was perfectly timed!
* * *
They pointed their swords at each other.
There was no time to gauge each other over their swords.
Swoooosh-!
They simply swung their swords toward each other.
Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword. He was one who specialized in swift swords.
He shot his sword forward at a speed befitting that name.
‘Fast.’
The sword of one who values only speed differs by each second, each moment.
Whooooosh-!
Finally, he managed to wound Jung Myeong’s clothing as he held his sword.
Even a scratch was a first.
‘Right arm. If it had been just a little deeper… the bicep wouldn’t have functioned properly.’
The sword would have lost its strength.
Swoosh!
The swinging speed would have been lost. It would have been a fatal wound.
The result would be defeat. If pushed back even an inch, death follows.
This is what battle with a master is like.
Thwack. Swoosh! Bang!
A maddening succession of swift strikes that prevented him from even drawing out his Sword Ki.
‘I can see it.’
He adapts to him. Analyzes, and reads him. And thus advances.
Into more complex tactical exchanges rather than just emphasizing speed.
‘And grows.’
Even in this moment, he advances.
Adding depth to his sword.
Thus adding the depth of the Swift Principle to the Three Origin Kill Sword. Growing stronger moment by moment.
Perhaps too delighted by this.
“Why are you smiling?”
Doubt forms in Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword’s eyes.
“I’m happy because things are getting big.”
“You’re insane.”
It was a battle where not even an inch could be predicted. And in the midst of it, such a smile.
It was understandable that Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword would show a disgusted expression.
However, for Jung Myeong, it was sincere.
An unexpectedly erupted battle.
But each and every move was enjoyable.
Was there a thirst for battle? Yes. That might be it.
Ever since reaching Super Peak Level, each step forward taken in every battle.
The pleasure transmitted from that was driving him mad!
There was always this insane thirst that made him want to grab anyone right away, pick a fight, and battle.
It wasn’t strange at all that he was enjoying this sudden confrontation.
‘This is what I’ve always wanted.’
His very nature as a Martial Artist was like that.
He doesn’t avoid. If they’re enemies, he crushes them mercilessly.
He was simply putting that into practice now.
In addition to this.
‘The situation itself is flowing exactly as I want it to.’
Having come to obtain the Secret Manual, he had wanted to attract attention anyway.
Not because he was an attention seeker.
It was simply something that had to be done.
But then, didn’t Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword appear at just the right time.
‘Good. Too good.’
It was unexpected good fortune.
* * *
“Madman…!”
Had he felt his enjoyment while exchanging swords?
Clang! Thwang!
In the midst of instantly surpassing a hundred exchanges, Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword’s face was turning pale white as he faced Jung Myeong.
He was actually becoming disgusted with Jung Myeong.
‘What kind of sword technique is this…!’
At first, it seemed manageable. It was a sword without depth.
Though it seemed to use the Swift and Illusion Principles, the Swift Principle contained within was something he was superior in.
His understanding of swiftness itself was far higher.
That’s why when they first crossed swords, he was confident of victory.
‘How is he keeping up!?’
This madman was following his sword in real time.
At some point, he had read Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword’s technique. As if he was analyzing it. Though he endlessly changed variations.
Tuaaaang-!
‘He read it again!?’
He reads him. As if he could see the future in advance.
‘Is he superior? No. He’s clearly at the same level as me in sword technique. His realm isn’t higher either…!’
What exactly is the Intent this man possesses upon reaching Super Peak Level?
What reason does he have to surpass someone who devoted everything to Swift?
Questions filled his mind.
So he had no choice but to grow weary.
He needed to buy time.
Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword shouted as if struggling desperately.
“What does someone who hasn’t even hit a wall yet have to gain by coming here!”
It was a cry that seemed to deny the unreasonable existence called Jung Myeong.
Why here of all places?
Why does he appear here and now!
Of all times!
“Aren’t you the crazy one, coming here as a Super Peak Level expert?”
“Everyone has their circumstances.”
“Circumstances?”
“Do you know how our Wind Heaven Sect was destroyed?”
“My knowledge is shorter than I look.”
“Ah. A declining sect would be hard to know about.”
Taaaang-!
Exchanging swords, he shouted and shouted again.
A desperate struggle to create even the slightest opening. A psychological warfare he was deploying with great difficulty.
Jung Myeong surely wouldn’t be unaware of this.
‘Yet he’s still going along with it?’
Why was he going along with it.
Even Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword couldn’t understand this.
‘Rather good.’
He only thought it fortunate that Jung Myeong was going along with it.
Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword was desperately struggling with words rather than swords, trying to increase his chances of victory even slightly.
Was this despicable? No. In a situation where they were fighting with their lives on the line, the means didn’t matter.
Tuaang!
Jung Myeong, who was dealing with him, also became more serious.
It was because he recognized his best effort to create an opening even through such desperate struggle.
Was it because he acknowledged him?
He even drew out his hidden throwing knife.
“Do you know? Who wiped out the Wind Heaven Sect?”
“How would I know that?”
“Right. Since they were destroyed in less than a day, you wouldn’t know. The place that destroyed the Wind Heaven Sect was none other than Dokgak.”
“Huh.”
“But then, could I not come here?”
“What are you trying to do by coming here?”
“I must eliminate it! Those traces!”
“!!!”
At this, Jung Myeong’s expression was colored with surprise.
Super Peak Level is a realm where one must cultivate and refine their own righteousness.
Who would understand someone who had reached such Super Peak Level coming to this place like this?
However, now he would understand.
‘An unexpected hidden story. Indeed, this must be why Dokgak’s infamy has remained until now.’
Dokgak!
How many places had that place that dreamed of Poison Immunity Training destroyed, and how many people had it killed?
There must have been countless places like the Wind Heaven Sect.
Therefore, Jung Myeong understood a larger part of this situation.
‘There would also be those who come not to seek this Poison Horn Secret Manual, but to erase even those traces.’
In the end, everything had become entangled. All of it.
There were those who sought to obtain it. And those who sought to eliminate it.
Jung Myeong had also been the latter until just moments ago.
If they had met just a little earlier, the two might have shared friendship. Since they had the same purpose.
‘But now things have changed a little.’
Now it was different.
‘The situation has become unfortunate. But there’s nothing to be done.’
Jung Myeong instead smiled even more broadly, provoking his opponent.
Seeing him, Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword’s expression hardened.
‘He’s laughing…?’
What he had felt from Jung Myeong’s sword was empathy for his own words.
So why was he laughing? Had he misread his intentions?
This only increased Wind Heaven Moon Breaking Sword’s confusion.
“Kugh…”
That became an opening.
Tzzzzk-
Jung Myeong’s sword instantly slashed him.
‘Right arm!’
It was the same side he had tried to cut earlier.
The difference was one thing.
“Kugh…”
The wound was deep.
Unlike Jung Myeong who had only received a scratch, his muscle was damaged. If he continued to swing his sword like this, he might never be able to use his arm again.
Even so.
‘He swings.’
He couldn’t let even his end become pathetic.
Was he not thinking of the consequences? Just as he was about to swing his sword for that very reason.
Before he knew it, the tip of Jung Myeong’s sword was touching his throat.
Blood flowing from the sword’s tip coldly soaked his chest.
‘Is this defeat?’
It was a defeat decided in an instant. No, perhaps the defeat had been predetermined from the very beginning.
The moment he was cornered like this by sword alone, defeat had been decided.
“…Kill me.”
He didn’t want to receive even pity. With this, he resolved to die and closed his eyes. At that moment, Jung Myeong’s Sound Transmission reached him.
[It will be as you wish.]
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