Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

 

 

The cleanup wasn’t finished yet.

 

‘Damn it…’

 

He could already sense presences approaching.

Four had definitely gone outside.

But the presences approaching were more than that.

 

‘Five of them. One is faint, but that’s probably right.’

 

One had increased.

It was definitely the presence of someone from Black Point that he’d briefly sensed.

They seemed to have moved more diligently than expected.

 

“Hey, there’s a corpse here!”

 

The situation wasn’t good either.

They’d discovered the body he’d hidden outside.

He could immediately feel the four moving busily.

 

‘Since we’re discovered, a surprise attack is… out of the question.’

 

Four who were prepared.

Could he really handle them properly?

If asked whether he lacked confidence to face mere scoundrels.

 

‘No, I have it.’

 

The problem was cost and benefit.

Facing the four.

The problem was when he considered the fifth person he sensed nearby as an enemy too.

 

‘It won’t be easy.’

 

The four scoundrels were one thing, but the last fifth person was concerning.

They would probably be difficult to face.

Someone from Black Point couldn’t be ordinary.

 

‘If I mess up, it could become the worst case scenario.’

 

Based on his experience so far, it probably wouldn’t go to the worst case.

But hadn’t problems occurred because of complacency?

So he had to move prepared for the worst.

 

‘There’s no time to hesitate.’

 

Therefore, Jung Myeong moved without hesitation.

The Broker, whose back was broken, was trying to crawl outside using only his upper body.

He forcefully lifted the man’s body.

 

“Aaaahhh… What, what… are you doing?! Aaahhh!”

“…”

“You crazy bastard! You’re killing me! Sa, save me! Please save me! Uaaahhh…!”

 

Just being lifted seemed to cause him pain.

The Broker screamed.

This became a stimulus.

 

“What are you doing?! Hurry up and attack!”

“Charge!”

 

The four scoundrels rushed inside at once.

From both the Back Gate and Main Gate simultaneously!

 

‘First, one from the Main Gate.’

 

Crash-!

As soon as the Main Gate burst open,

 

“Ugh!”

 

The Broker’s body flew into the scoundrel’s face.

The two collided and both fell down.

 

“Agh… Get out of the way!”

“Aaaahhh… Don’t… touch me! Cough… Urrgh…”

 

For the Broker with his broken back, the impact itself became a blow.

For the scoundrel, the collision became a blow that inflicted pain.

Both were in a state where it was difficult to regain their senses.

The one who entered late tried to ignore this and go inside, but.

Jung Myeong was faster.

His body was right next to him.

 

“You… Gah!”

 

Stab-

He immediately stuck one of the prepared acupuncture needles into a vital point.

Deep!

With a deep death rattle, the scoundrel who entered late collapsed.

 

“Cough!”

 

The collapsed scoundrel’s body piled on top of the Broker.

That itself continued the pain.

The commotion grew louder.

 

Crack-

Jung Myeong drew up his internal energy fully and stomped down on the head of the scoundrel at the bottom.

With a tremendous impact, the head of the one at the bottom was crushed to pulp.

 

Meanwhile, two scoundrels came charging.

 

“You bastard!”

“Uaaah!”

 

Seeing their comrades getting beaten, they must have been filled with rage.

Their eyes rolled back as they charged forward.

Their spirit was admirable.

But spirit that didn’t work was nothing more than recklessness.

 

‘They should have just run away instead.’

 

Whoosh-

Jung Myeong shot acupuncture needles infused with energy at the approaching two.

Thud- Thud- Thud-

They were needles thrown without any hidden weapon technique.

But with energy infused in them, they were weapons in themselves.

 

“Gack…”

“Kkeuk…”

 

The needles pierced into the bodies of the two men.

Thump-

One unlucky fellow died as soon as the needle struck him.

It was because it hit a vital point properly.

What remained was one lucky one.

 

‘I’m not sure if this should be called lucky.’

 

That one managed to avoid the vital points.

Thanks to that, he didn’t die.

He just had needles stuck all over his body.

 

“Keuaaak…”

 

The last scoundrel rolled around in agony.

Jung Myeong mercilessly kicked toward him.

 

“S-spare me…!”

“Farewell.”

 

Crack!

He infused energy release into his foot and pierced right through the man’s abdomen.

 

“Kek…!”

 

The moment he finished dealing with all the scoundrels.

An unexpected sound was heard.

 

 

* * *

 

 

Clap clap, clap.

That sound was applause.

A sound coming from nearby.

Jung Myeong turned his head toward it.

In his line of sight appeared a middle-aged man with a solid build.

Having undergone thorough training, he was full of muscle.

From his appearance, he seemed to be a master of external arts.

 

‘He seems like the one whose presence became faint earlier. Then he’s someone who uses internal energy too.’

 

Someone who had an unusually faint presence despite his large build.

The person presumed to be from Black Point was clapping as if he found it interesting.

 

“Haha. Thanks to you, I got to see something entertaining.”

“Is this entertaining to you?”

“Honestly, yes.”

‘He’s a madman.’

 

Calling it entertaining when people were dying.

Even though Hangzhou didn’t have good public order.

Such people would be rare.

He was a madman.

The actions of such a madman were hard to predict.

It meant the battle with the scoundrels might not be the end.

 

‘After the scoundrels, I have to deal with a madman. My body hasn’t recovered yet.’

 

This was the worst.

He needed time for his energy to recover.

Fortunately, the madman didn’t reveal his true colors immediately.

 

“You barely used any martial techniques?”

“I couldn’t use them. I haven’t properly learned any.”

“Ho. So you used what you’ve properly learned to the maximum rather than something half-learned?”

“Isn’t that natural in real combat?”

“Hmm… Right. People usually forget that. You’ve experienced real combat several times?”

“My fate isn’t good, so I had no choice.”

“Fate, huh. And yet you’re obediently answering my questions… You’re trying to gather your energy?”

“…”

 

He had played along to buy time.

So Jung Myeong had obediently answered the madman’s interested questions.

But this crazy madman had already noticed even this.

 

‘This madman is quite perceptive too.’

 

Was this a manifestation of confidence that he could win whether he gathered his energy or not?

The Madman smiled as if finding it amusing.

Jung Myeong tried to deny it for now.

 

“That wasn’t particularly my intention.”

“And yet you’re still maintaining your stance?”

 

It was useless.

He solidified his stance further and asked.

 

“Sigh… Since you’ve already noticed, let me ask.”

“What?”

“You won’t attack?”

“Why would I? I only came here to make a deal with those guys.”

“A deal. Was your deal with me?”

“That’s right. But as you can see, the deal fell through, didn’t it? Do I need to waste my energy on useless matters?”

“You’re being sincere.”

“There’s no particular reason to lie either.”

 

Should he call this fortunate?

From what he could see, there seemed to be no need to keep up the act any longer.

The opponent didn’t seem to have any intention of making a move.

So he released the stance he had been maintaining with effort.

His system also declared that combat had ended.

It immediately began the settlement.

 

[You have achieved victory in a life-or-death battle.]

[Your Martial Artist level has shot up to 20 in one go!]

[Your realm has risen by one level!]

 

Wasn’t healing also settled at the end rather than during the process?

Combat was the same.

Growing after the end, not during the process, was the system’s way.

The settlement began thanks to that method being applied directly.

The effects were immediately apparent.

Whoooosh-

His entire body recovered.

His energy returned.

The incoming reward was amazing enough to elevate even his realm.

It was the price of reaching Martial Artist level 20.

 

“Hooo…”

 

The Madman seemed to have sensed his recovered body and energy.

The Madman’s eyes gleamed.

 

‘Damn it. He noticed after all. This isn’t good.’

 

Jung Myeong had steeled his mind while trapped in that hole.

He must not become lax.

He must think ruthlessly.

He intended not to become complacent in any situation.

Mocking his own foolishness for trying to settle down in this place.

It was a resolve he had steeled once again.

 

For such a person, the Madman before his eyes was someone who might become an enemy.

Because he didn’t know how the actions of this madman, different from ordinary people, might unfold.

So even though he had released his stance, he was still inwardly prepared.

 

‘Even though my realm has risen, he’s someone stronger than me. If combat breaks out, then…’

 

What could he do?

He steeled his resolve to endure with the intention of taking at least an arm if combat broke out again.

But what he was doing was getting more and more outrageous.

 

“This is getting even more interesting.”

 

The opponent seemed to have more curiosity than competitive spirit.

 

 

* * *

 

 

On Yang-ja, branch manager of Hangzhou Black Point.

He had come out wondering what interesting business the scoundrels had created.

Such deals were also a brief pastime for him.

He had come with the feeling of going for a stroll, but what was this?

 

‘Something interesting has been caught.’

 

He was genuinely interested in the current situation.

 

He had watched the combat and glimpsed that level.

It couldn’t be dismissed as merely combat with scoundrels.

He had shown high-level skill.

He wasn’t talking about skill determined by realm or such things.

He had observed the power shown in actual combat.

 

‘To be able to properly distinguish between what he can and cannot do with his own abilities.’

 

From what he could see, he had objectified his own abilities.

One of the mistakes that Murim people commonly make.

Being absorbed in the power of the martial techniques they’ve learned.

The man before his eyes showed none of that.

 

Only as much as he could do.

Only at moments when he had to.

He moved precisely.

He was trained in a way that precisely exploited his opponent’s openings.

It was a clean method.

 

It was a method not easy to execute in practice.

The result was a victory impressive enough to earn On Yang-ja’s admiration.

 

‘If he had overconfided in his strength, he would have sustained at least one injury. But he handled it perfectly. By knowing himself, he displayed skill beyond his own level.’

 

And what about after his victory?

Even now as he looked at him, he maintained his tension until the very end.

Outwardly, he had straightened his posture.

But his eyes were still following his every move.

The intention to strike at any moment was visible.

He possessed a poisonous heart.

 

‘I definitely heard he was a physician.’

 

Rather than a physician, this was the attitude of a well-trained Martial Artist.

That pleased him greatly.

So he had intended to spare him out of curiosity.

But suddenly, wasn’t his energy filling up completely?

It seemed like a strange Divine Power.

 

‘This is interesting. Does this fellow possess Divine Power?’

 

Divine Power.

Literally, it was a mysterious force that occasionally appeared.

Commonly manifested as Divine Eye or Insight Eye.

Or abilities that appeared as prophecy and such.

Divine Power, an ability that might appear once in ten thousand, no, once in a hundred thousand.

To think someone possessed this.

Such a person had revealed himself in present-day Hangzhou.

So suddenly?

 

‘Could this be the emergence of an untimely new variable?’

 

On Yang-ja, who observed more of Hangzhou than anyone else.

As the master of the Hangzhou Black Point Branch.

As one who surveyed from below, his curiosity couldn’t help but be stirred.

 

Would this fellow become a variable in Hangzhou, which had become more complex than it appeared?

Or would he merely become a passing wind?

 

To him, this was an important matter.

 

‘He’s still insufficient to become a major variable. But if I just lend a little hand… it might become interesting?’

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