Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 34
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Chapter 34
“…You do have reason to be confident.”
“Do I?”
“That scarecrow bastard has been acting all this time?”
“Does it seem that way?”
“It does seem that way. You’re not the same fool we’ve known all along. But it’s useless. Whatever you’ve done won’t reach me.”
A smile bloomed on Woon-hwi’s lips.
“Sorry, but how many exchanges have we had that you’re already making such judgments?”
“…”
“Usually, that’s called arrogance.”
He no longer reacted as easily as before.
Since he no longer thought of him as a scarecrow, Jang Mu-hwi had to act befitting the master of Long Sword Gate.
“Come.”
“Good.”
As soon as the words ended, Woon-hwi’s sword thrust toward Jang Mu-hwi’s chest.
Jang Mu-hwi twisted his body as smoothly as water, dodging the attack. It was a very difficult movement for a man nearly seven feet tall, but he managed it.
As a master of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, this much was expected.
However, there was something he hadn’t anticipated.
Woon-hwi’s sword.
Woon-hwi’s sword stopped abruptly in mid-air and then moved sideways. Jang Mu-hwi frowned and moved his body, and whoosh, the sword grazed through the air.
He immediately spun his body and swung his long sword.
Clang-!
Woon-hwi’s sword was deflected, but only once.
The sword thrust in again, and Jang Mu-hwi, who blocked it with the flat of his blade, flinched.
The feeling was ominous.
The compulsion that he needed to move seized and guided him. It was the right judgment.
He immediately extended his foot and struck Woon-hwi’s side.
Slash-!
Somehow Woon-hwi’s extending sword cut across Jang Mu-hwi’s shoulder.
A considerable amount of blood flowed from between the torn fabric.
If he hadn’t extended his foot to push Woon-hwi away, he would have suffered a wound severe enough to lose his left arm.
It was chilling.
Is this really that fool?
He swallowed his saliva and kicked off from his position.
Jang Mu-hwi, who instantly closed in on Woon-hwi, swung his long sword.
Whoosh-!
Woon-hwi, stepping with Snow Cloud Step, dodged his attack with subtle body movements. This was only the beginning.
All of Jang Mu-hwi’s subsequent attacks shattered the ground, tore walls, and smashed luxury items to pieces.
Even in such circumstances, Woon-hwi’s movements were very smooth and economical. There wasn’t a single unnecessary motion.
He dodged, and dodged again.
Then Jang Mu-hwi’s eyes flashed.
An opening.
Woon-hwi’s abdomen was completely exposed as he twisted his body.
He immediately thrust his sword.
However.
Whoosh-!
Once again it cut through empty air.
Woon-hwi had retreated far back.
Jang Mu-hwi was impressed by that ghost-like movement, and even felt a bit afraid.
He readjusted his grip on his sword.
He had to press the attack.
The bastard was definitely tired. If he kept pressing a tired opponent, openings like before would continue to be exposed. He just had to target those.
That was right.
He kicked off and thrust his long sword. It was extending toward Woon-hwi’s head, but.
Woon-hwi dodged this time too by turning his head to the side.
However, Jang Mu-hwi’s eyes remained steadily focused.
That’s right.
It was a feint.
Jang Mu-hwi’s real attack came next. His foot flew like lightning toward Woon-hwi’s knee.
It was meant to seal his lower body, but.
Crash-!!
Strangely, the sound of metal clashing against metal rang out.
Woon-hwi’s sword sheath had blocked Jang Mu-hwi’s foot.
‘…He read this…?’
At the same time, a streak of light flashed.
Slash-!
Jang Mu-hwi’s right shoulder. Blood spurted from there. Jang Mu-hwi frowned and spun his body while swinging his foot, but.
Thwack-!
Woon-hwi’s fist struck that foot directly.
However, the force contained in the foot was greater than expected, so Woon-hwi was pushed sideways, and Jang Mu-hwi, who quickly stopped the bleeding on his shoulder, retreated two steps backward.
It was a brief exchange, but already dozens of attacks and defenses had been traded. The ground was messily marked with their footprints and bloodstains.
“…Interesting.”
There was something inexplicable.
There was clearly a difference in level between Seol Woon-hwi and Jang Mu-hwi.
Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown and Yang Gwang I Hyeon.
Yet during this brief exchange where techniques were barely used, it was rather Jang Mu-hwi who had bled.
What exactly was the difference?
He shook his head.
It didn’t matter.
He would now unleash the strongest technique he could deploy.
Jang Mu-hwi, who retreated one more step back, completely changed his aura.
Then Woon-hwi’s eyes sparkled. It was the moment he had been waiting for.
“Take this. And remember that fleeting moment of your death.”
Saying this, Jang Mu-hwi kicked off and swung his long sword.
Long Cloud Heaven Breaking Sword.
5th Form: Moving Cloud Piercing Heaven.
His blade rose with momentum as if piercing through the heavens.
At the moment when the pressure created by the sword energy was tearing apart the surrounding air, Woon-hwi was already moving.
Just before the technique was completed.
Just before the surrounding energies poured down on Woon-hwi all at once.
Woon-hwi’s sword had already reached Jang Mu-hwi’s shoulder.
Thunk-!
With the sound of flesh tearing, Jang Mu-hwi’s shoulder split open.
“Urgh!”
Jang Mu-hwi staggered, but rather a smile appeared on his lips.
Sometimes one must give flesh to take bone.
What Jang Mu-hwi had gained from that brief exchange earlier was Seol Woon-hwi’s habit.
He tries to act quickly in any situation.
Since being exhausted was certainly not a lie, if he deployed a technique that took a long time to unfold like Moving Cloud Piercing Heaven, he would surely lose patience and charge in midway.
That was exactly right.
This is what a battle of wits means.
Long Cloud Heaven Breaking Sword.
Chapter 7: Heavenly Cloud Peerless.
Jang Mu-hwi’s second technique unfolded. His sword was like clouds cutting through the sky, and the energy pouring from that sword was like a waterfall.
The time it took to deploy was only about half that of the previous Moving Cloud Piercing Heaven.
At this rate, Woon-hwi’s body would be torn to shreds.
And at that moment, Woon-hwi’s eyes flashed.
Don’t clouds flow from east to west, and waterfalls fall from top to bottom?
His sword moved. A single streak of sword light pierced through the energy pouring down like a waterfall, extending precisely like a thread passing through a needle’s eye.
What Woon-hwi’s sword pierced was not Jang Mu-hwi.
It was the center of the energy that Jang Mu-hwi had created.
It’s a simple principle.
What happens when gathered energies lose their center?
Paaaaang-!!
Like now, they explode. Jang Mu-hwi’s technique lost its direction, and his energy also went out of control.
They scattered in all directions, devastating everything around, but even this didn’t reach Woon-hwi.
“Wh… what is this…?”
Jang Mu-hwi, who realized the meaning of this phenomenon, couldn’t help but be greatly flustered, and had no choice but to allow Woon-hwi’s following attack.
Slash-!
With the sound of flesh being cut, Jang Mu-hwi’s right arm holding the long sword was severed from the shoulder and fell.
Thud-!
Woon-hwi’s sword that immediately thrust forward pierced Jang Mu-hwi’s abdomen.
Jang Mu-hwi’s body collapsed as it was.
Woon-hwi spoke quietly.
“Sect Leader Jang’s predecessors probably created their swordsmanship while looking at clouds.”
It was truly a calm voice.
“But clouds follow the wind, and wind follows principles.”
“How… how can someone who’s merely at Yang Gwang I Hyeon ‘dismantle’ my techniques at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown!”
“I’ve seen similar martial arts before.”
“…That’s impossible. Long Cloud Heaven Breaking Sword belongs only to our Long Sword Gate…”
“Do you think martial arts modeled after clouds exist only in Long Sword Gate?”
“…”
“I’ve felt this from earlier, but you’re truly arrogant.”
“…You… how dare…!”
Woon-hwi approached.
“For years, you toyed with Seol-ap and played with me.”
Jang Mu-hwi glared at Woon-hwi with bloodshot eyes.
“What did you buy with the money you extorted from Seol-ap?”
He thought that questioning was all finished earlier, but when it came up again, Jang Mu-hwi was momentarily flustered.
“…There’s no such thing.”
He could have tortured him to make him spill everything, but he didn’t particularly want to. No, more precisely, there was no need to.
Just now, Jang Mu-hwi had shown some reaction, even if unconsciously.
He seemed to know where it was.
More than that.
“Something just came to mind. The sage who left the words ‘treat with courtesy first, then with force’ left other words as well.”
“…Shut that mouth! I don’t want to know!”
He ignored him.
“Heaven repays those who abandon grace, and people judge those who abandon duty. Sect Leader, if you engrave these words deeply in your heart, you won’t feel so wronged.”
“…Just who is this sage you speak of? I’ve never heard such words in my entire life.”
To that question, Woon-hwi answered clearly.
“It’s me.”
“…What?”
“These are words I said before ripping off the head of Gun Mu-gyeol, the leader of the Martial Alliance, while he was still alive.”
-Treat with courtesy first, then with force.
-Heaven repays those who abandon grace, and people judge those who abandon duty.
-Lastly, depart like a martial artist who dominated an entire generation.
At those words, Gun Mu-gyeol praised them as truly good words, and Woon-hwi ripped off his head while he was still alive.
Just like now.
He grabbed Jang Mu-hwi’s neck as it was.
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Certainly, Woon-hwi had moved secretly.
The tremendous snowfall was on Woon-hwi’s side, and since his movements were already quiet, the news was delivered late.
Precisely when he was having his final battle with Jang Mu-hwi, news spread that the heads of Blue Cloud Blade Gate and Hyeon-cheon Palace had died.
And now Jang Mu-hwi was dead.
In this absurd situation where three of the Four Great Families had lost their heads in an instant, everyone trembled in fear.
Just what kind of assassin had gotten involved?
How skilled must this assassin be to kill three masters at Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown in such a short time?
It was right to be afraid.
And the one trembling most in fear was Han So-cheon, the young sect leader acting as the sect leader of Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.
He was afraid.
First of all, it was certain that Seol Woon-hwi was the one who caused this trouble.
There was no one else who would do such a thing besides that bastard.
From the beginning, Seol Woon-hwi had no intention of receiving money.
He didn’t know about other sects, but he had demanded 2 million nyang from Ju-ryeong Sword Gate.
These 2 million nyang weren’t even silver coins but gold coins.
2 million nyang in gold coins was enough money to buy an entire city and have some left over, and if Ju-ryeong Sword Gate had such money, they would have gone to the Central Plains instead of staying in such a remote place.
And the letter received yesterday contained content giving them one day, and since things started as soon as midnight passed, everything fit together perfectly.
Now only Han So-cheon remained.
“Young Sect Leader, please don’t worry too much.”
He turned his head at the voice he heard.
It was Hwang So-pyeong, the leader of the Sword Command Unit, Ju-ryeong Sword Gate’s strike force, known as the Soaring Light Sword.
His level was Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.
If Bing Seol Geom Heun Lee Ji-chang was the strongest person excluding the sect leader, then the next strongest was Hwang So-pyeong right before his eyes.
“That bastard must have some sense too. With assassination news spreading throughout the area like this, there’s no way he’d come to assassinate the Young Sect Leader. Above all, the elites of our Sword Command Unit and I will take turns providing escort.”
He felt somewhat relieved.
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