My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 70

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70.

The sword falling toward Won Baeguk’s head was both fast and heavy.

“Hup!”

Won Baeguk gasped and raised his crescent blade horizontally to block his head.

Clang!

With a sharp sound, Won Baeguk’s knees bent about half a span.

Even with the advantage of position, to overpower Won Baeguk with sheer force!

Seol Mujin’s sword, rotating horizontally in place, swept toward his chest.

As he barely managed to block by raising his crescent blade vertically, the next attack came slashing at his waist.

Each move was fast and heavy, targeting only the most difficult places to defend.

Won Baeguk felt as if he was fighting a seasoned master of the martial world.

His dismissive attitude toward this youngster had completely vanished.

Seol Mujin relentlessly pressed Won Baeguk.

A polearm like the crescent blade required distance.

But Seol Mujin didn’t give Won Baeguk the space to use his crescent blade smoothly.

Like a fly clinging to rotten fish, he persistently stuck close and tenaciously targeted Won Baeguk.

‘I shouldn’t have given him the first move!’

For masters like them, the saying “first strike wins” didn’t usually apply.

But Seol Mujin had cornered Won Baeguk with just one first strike.

Without experiencing dozens, hundreds of real battles, one couldn’t show such movement.

“Haaah―!”

Won Baeguk retreated while bringing his crescent blade down toward Seol Mujin’s head.

It was a large movement that inevitably created an opening, but he had no choice but to take risks to reverse the situation.

Seol Mujin narrowly dodged the crescent blade, lowered his stance, and swung his sword.

Slash!

Blood spurted from Won Baeguk’s thigh.

Not deep.

Won Baeguk swung his crescent blade horizontally again.

Seol Mujin had no choice but to retreat to avoid the crescent blade.

Thus Won Baeguk traded a thigh wound for the distance he wanted.

“I’ll split you in half from head to crotch!”

Won Baeguk fiercely swung his crescent blade.

Though he spoke boldly, he had no intention of ending the fight in one blow.

Seol Mujin was skilled enough to wound his thigh.

He approached the fight with the mindset of facing a sect leader of the Nine Great Schools, not some underling.

Even when Seol Mujin showed openings, he didn’t rush in easily.

The most important thing was not giving him distance.

Since Won Baeguk would have superior internal energy, time was on his side.

Seol Mujin tried to close in on Won Baeguk whenever he found a chance, but the experienced Won Baeguk gave him no openings.

When a master like Won Baeguk fights with one specific goal, breaking that goal is never easy.

The naturally prolonged fight was exceeding two hours.

‘Seol Mujin’s martial arts were at that level!’

Wang Doseok wasn’t the only one admiring Seol Mujin’s martial arts.

Hwangbo Cheonak, wiping the sweat from his palms on his pants, was also too shocked to close his mouth.

From the sparring with the Triplets in the mountain where he first met Seol Mujin, he knew his martial arts were strong.

But in this life-or-death fight, Seol Mujin’s very aura was different from that time.

To fight on equal terms with the Bang-ju of Oryongbang, who could be called the leader of Shandong Province’s Mado!

If someone said a mere porter had martial arts similar to Won Baeguk’s, they’d be called crazy.

‘Please win! Please!’

Hwangbo Cheonak unconsciously clasped his hands in front of his chest.

That fight had not only Seol Mujin’s life at stake, but his own as well.

The longer the fight went on, the more visibly exhausted Seol Mujin became.

Not only was his internal energy inferior to Won Baeguk’s, but it was natural for his strength to drain each time he blocked the heavy crescent blade.

As precarious scenes frequently unfolded, several pieces of Seol Mujin’s clothing were torn off.

It was amazing that he hadn’t been wounded in that state.

After blocking the crescent blade, Seol Mujin leaped back to create distance.

“After fighting, even the Bang-ju of Oryongbang isn’t much.”

At Seol Mujin’s words, Won Baeguk frowned, but that was all.

“You think I’ll fall for your shallow provocation? You seem to want a rest, but rest all you want after you’re dead!”

Won Baeguk rushed in without giving him time to catch his breath.

But Seol Mujin had no intention of repeating the same fight.

He had deliberately stopped the fight and spoken to seize one opportunity.

Won Baeguk brought his crescent blade down toward Seol Mujin’s crown.

It was an attack that could continue the offensive whether Seol Mujin blocked or retreated.

Seol Mujin chose to raise his sword and block.

‘Foolish!’

Seol Mujin’s sword was chipped like a saw from blocking the heavy crescent blade.

If it broke, his head might be severed by the crescent blade.

So blocking head-on could only be called foolish.

Of course, Seol Mujin knew this too.

Yet he chose to block with his sword to create a small opening for Won Baeguk.

They had already exchanged dozens of similar attacks and defenses, and the result was always the same.

So Won Baeguk would expect a similar result to their past exchanges.

But Seol Mujin exceeded Won Baeguk’s expectations.

Leaning his center forward as he blocked, his sword was pushed by the crescent blade’s force, grazing past his ear and down to his shoulder.

The sword pushed by the crescent blade dug into his shoulder, spurting blood.

Screech!

As Seol Mujin lunged forward, his sword scraping against the crescent blade screamed.

Startled, Won Baeguk pressed down with his crescent blade, trying to stop Seol Mujin’s advance with force.

But Seol Mujin broke through Won Baeguk’s strength and drove into his chest.

Won Baeguk retreated while swinging the crescent blade’s handle horizontally.

Clang!

The handle was deflected too easily by Seol Mujin’s sword.

Because of this, Won Baeguk’s chest was left wide open.

Seol Mujin’s sword drove through that gap.

Thunk―!

It wasn’t deep enough or in the right position to kill Won Baeguk instantly.

But Seol Mujin didn’t stop at that attack.

Moving forward faster than the retreating Won Baeguk, he drew his sword to the left.

Riiip―!

Won Baeguk’s chest split open as blood sprayed.

The surprisingly forceful spray of blood reached even Seol Mujin’s face.

Seol Mujin stopped, and Won Baeguk stopped too.

“Whoo―!”

Unlike Seol Mujin, who breathed the breath of the living, Won Baeguk made no sound as he fell backward.

Thud!

Won Baeguk collapsed like a pile of straw, the only movement visible was blood gushing from his chest.

Seol Mujin looked down at the dead Won Baeguk, blood dripping from his chin.

He had won.

Relief at having survived came before the joy of victory.

“Monstrous bastard. He really won.”

Hwangbo Cheonak’s muttering could be heard.

Hwangbo Cheonak probably didn’t even know what he was saying.

Though he had killed Won Baeguk, Seol Mujin did not sheathe his sword.

A sword with all its teeth knocked out was not yet ready to rest.

Seol Mujin’s gaze turned to the Bang Do members surrounding the area.

The Bang Do members who met his gaze startled and turned their heads away.

Seol Mujin, with Won Baeguk’s blood splattered across his face, looked like a demon incarnate.

To the Bang Do members who dared not even meet Seol Mujin’s gaze, Wang Doseok’s shout rang out.

“What are you doing! Kill that bastard right now…!”

Thud!

Wang Doseok’s head suddenly exploded as he was shouting.

Among all the people gathered there, Seol Mujin was the only one who saw it properly.

To most of the Bang Do members, it would have looked like Wang Doseok’s head exploded on its own.

But it was a severed head that had flown over and collided with Wang Doseok’s head.

The other head that had smashed Wang Doseok’s head fell and rolled down the stairs.

From someone’s mouth came the name of the owner of the flying head.

“Elder Suseok!”

It was the head of Elder Suseok, one of Oryongbang’s three elders.

And what followed in an arc were the severed heads of the remaining two elders.

Seol Mujin turned his head toward where the heads had come from.

Thanks to the Bang Do members parting left and right, he could see the Triplets, Hwa Yeonshim, Hwangbo Hyeonguk, Hwangbo Ryeoseon, and Sang Chiyeon.

Seeing that everyone was safe finally brought him relief.

The Triplets’ group walked through the parted Bang Do members.

He could also see Bang Do members stumbling and falling as they backed away from them.

Oryongbang’s Bang-ju, three elders, ten Dangju, and even the chief administrator had all disappeared.

With the leadership completely wiped out, the highest rank remaining in Oryongbang was now deputy Dangju.

In other words, there was no one left to command Oryongbang.

So even with enemies before their eyes, no one gave the order for a final battle.

Even if someone shouted to fight, no more than ten Bang Do members would charge forward.

Seol Ryeoseon glanced at the dead Won Baeguk and then said to Seol Mujin.

“Brother is now the strongest master in Shandong Province.”

“Huh?”

“You killed Won Baeguk, whom even the Hwangbo family head and Zhuge family head couldn’t guarantee victory against. So brother is the strongest person in Shandong Province. Right?”

The people Seol Ryeoseon directed her question to were Hwangbo Hyeonguk and Hwangbo Ryeoseon.

Asking specifically the Hwangbo family members showed that Seol Ryeoseon was quite mischievous.

But Hwangbo Cheonak, who had been standing alone in a daze, raised his thumb and shouted.

“Acknowledged!”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon burst out yelling.

“Why are you here! No, why are you still alive!”

As Hwangbo Ryeoseon looked ready to charge at Hwangbo Cheonak, Seol Mujin stopped her.

“He is on our side.”

“What? That traitor is on our side!”

“I’ll explain the details later, but let’s clean up here first.”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon, who had been glaring at Hwangbo Cheonak, turned her sword tip toward the Bang Do members.

“Fine. Let’s sweep away these bastards first.”

The Bang Do members at the tip of her sword startled and looked around nervously.

Though over a thousand had gathered, they had already lost their fighting spirit.

Moreover, with no leader to give orders, they didn’t know what to do.

Seol Mujin spoke to the confused Bang Do members.

“I’ll give you half an hour. Only those who want to fight should remain.”

The Bang Do members didn’t need half an hour to make their decision.

Just one person making the decision was enough.

The one closest to the wall turned around first and ran away.

Then the Bang Do members around him fled together.

Fear naturally spreads like an epidemic.

“Bastard! Get out of the way!”

“Don’t step on me!”

“Move! Get out of the way!”

Over a thousand Bang Do members scattered in all directions like a swarm of locusts fleeing a burning forest.

Before half an hour passed, not a single Oryongbang Bang Do member remained in the training ground.

Seol Mujin sheathed his sword and approached Hwa Yeonshim first.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

Hwa Yeonshim waved her hand with a smiling face.

“Been through a lot? I was comfortable knowing Seol Podoo would rescue us. More importantly, you should treat your wounds first.”

Blood was still seeping from the shoulder wound inflicted by the crescent blade.

“Cheonak is also injured, so shall we go to the physician first?”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk approached Hwangbo Cheonak.

“Brother, what happened?”

A bitter smile crossed Hwangbo Cheonak’s lips.

“It’s a long story.”

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“Aah! My ear… my ear…!”

The more Hwangbo Cheonak screamed, the harder Hwangbo Ryeoseon pulled his ear.

“You bastard! Do you know what kind of place that was to just waltz in there!”

“To catch a tiger, you have to enter the tiger’s den!”

“Are you a hunter? You can’t even catch a rabbit and you’re going to catch a tiger?”

Only when Hwangbo Hyeonguk intervened did Hwangbo Ryeoseon let go of Hwangbo Cheonak’s ear.

Hwangbo Ryeoseon scolded him, saying ‘That guy just makes things bigger when he can’t even solve them.’

Seol Mujin said.

“Still, thanks to Cheonak, things worked out well.”

Hwangbo Cheonak puffed out his chest.

“Of course. If it weren’t for me, you’d all still be locked up in prison.”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon shot back.

“All you did after entering the tiger’s den was come out smelling like piss.”

Seol Mujin defended Hwangbo Cheonak.

“Not finding out who was in league with Oryongbang was largely my fault. I should have found that out before killing the Bang-ju.”

Seol Changho said.

“Brother, just killing Won Baeguk was doing your job. And it’s not like we got no clues at all.”

“Did you find out something?”

“When I was beating up Elder Suseok, he called out a name.”

“Who?”

“Bae Cheonman.”

It was a name Seol Mujin was hearing for the first time, but Hwangbo Cheonak was shocked.

“Grandfather?”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk nodded.

“Right. I didn’t expect little aunt’s father’s name to come up there.”

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