The Supreme Who Rules the Boundless Sky - Chapter 177

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Spear Heaven Martial Emperor Episode 177

 

The front lines where civil war was raging.

 

There, all the leadership of the Northern Sea Ice Palace and the rebel army had gathered.

 

The reason was naturally because of the duel that Namgung Hyeok had proposed.

 

The rumors had spread so widely that even civilians living nearby had come to watch.

 

“It’s been a long time.”

 

“Indeed, it has been a long time.”

 

The Bukhaebinggung Master and the head of the Seol Family, meeting face to face after a truly long time, greeted each other.

 

Their subordinates, who were directly facing the energy waves they were emitting, gulped nervously.

 

While they had come out in response to the other side’s provocation, they were tense not knowing when full-scale war might break out again.

 

“You were bold enough to accept the Seonghwa Gate Master’s proposal.”

 

“Hmph. We are not people lacking in courage.”

 

“Hehe. When I suggested it myself, you avoided it so thoroughly.”

 

“The situation was different then from now. But now the circumstances have changed, which is why we’ve stepped forward.”

 

“Of course. You’re in a much more desperate position now than you were then. Honestly, isn’t it burdensome?”

 

The head of the Seol Family, Seol Yoon, frowned.

 

As the Ice Palace Master Bing Yohwi said, the Seol Family and other rebel forces were currently at a disadvantage.

 

The defeat on the Southern Front and the loss of the Hancheol Mine.

 

While the former could be overlooked, the latter was tremendously significant.

 

It was because the morale of their allied forces had been severely shaken.

 

‘If it weren’t for that, we could have simply ignored their provocation…’

 

Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible. So they had stepped forward like this.

 

“Well, I’d love to tease you thoroughly, but I can’t. Because I’m not the main character of this occasion.”

 

“Then?”

 

“Let me introduce him. This is the great hero Namgung Hyeok, the Seonghwa Gate Master and benefactor of the Northern Sea Ice Palace.”

 

Bing Yohwi used honorific language.

 

Usually he spoke casually due to differences in age and realm, but now this was a display for the enemies.

 

Indeed, at the mention of Namgung Hyeok, the rebel army’s attention focused.

 

And receiving that attention, Namgung Hyeok revealed himself.

 

His appearance as he stepped forward with upright and powerful strides was extremely dignified, befitting a sect master.

 

“Pleased to meet you. I am Namgung Hyeok.”

 

“…I am Seol Yoon.”

 

Seol Yoon swallowed dryly and examined Namgung Hyeok.

 

‘So this is that Seonghwa Gate Master, Namgung Hyeok.’

 

He had known his face through portraits for some time.

 

But there was a mystique and pressure surrounding him that could never be conveyed through drawings.

 

At a glance, he clearly didn’t appear to be an ordinary person.

 

“Please explain how you intend to conduct this duel.”

 

“It’s simple. My idea is to hold Ten Consecutive Battles using executives from both sides.”

 

“Ten Consecutive Battles?”

 

“That’s right. The rules are simple. Each side selects ten people to compete, and the winner advances. At this time, the victorious person may continue fighting, or they may pass the turn to the next person.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

“The side that achieves all ten victories becomes the winner of this civil war.”

 

“Wait, I’m not foolish enough to stake victory or defeat on such a trivial fight.”

 

“Are you perhaps scared?”

 

“….”

 

Veins bulged on Seol Yoon’s face.

 

“What did you say?”

 

“I’m asking if you’re afraid. Otherwise, I can’t understand why you’re making such useless noise so loudly….”

 

“Shut up! Do you think I’d be afraid of the likes of you?”

 

“Then prove it. By accepting this duel, show us that the warrior’s spirit still lives within you people.”

 

“This bastard…!”

 

“Let me continue the explanation. Victory or defeat doesn’t necessarily have to be a fight to the death. If one side declares defeat, it ends there. If anyone attacks forcibly after victory or defeat has been declared, that side will be considered the loser.”

 

“Quite a merciful arrangement.”

 

“There’s nothing to gain from attacking someone who’s already lost. We can adjust the detailed matters, but these are the basic requirements. Any problems?”

 

“None. I’ll accept.”

 

“Good. Then send forward the first combatant.”

 

At Namgung Hyeok’s words, Seol Yoon exchanged glances with the rebel army leadership behind him.

 

Soon, a man stepped forward as if he had been waiting.

 

He was a man holding a heavy iron spear made of cold iron.

 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Dong Harim, in charge of the vanguard.”

 

“Northern Bright Spear!”

 

“Quite a big shot has appeared from the start.”

 

“That side must be serious too.”

 

Murmuring sounds could be heard from various places.

 

These were sounds from spectators who had come from all over the Northern Sea to witness this fight with their own eyes.

 

“Quite a skilled individual has stepped forward. Then we must send out someone appropriate to match him. Jeon Wook.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“You step forward. You may use your full strength.”

 

“I receive your command.”

 

Jeon Wook headed into the temporarily prepared sparring platform.

 

Jeon Wook looked at the Northern Bright Spear before him and spoke calmly.

 

“I’m Jeon Wook. I don’t have any notable titles to boast of, but on the battlefields against the nomadic tribes, I was once called the Dark Guest.”

 

“I already know about you. The Second Law Enforcer of the Seonghwa Sect, who cut off the head of a Heavenly Demon Sect executive with mysterious movements. Indeed, you’re a worthy opponent.”

 

Dong Harim said this while gripping his iron spear tightly.

 

Instead of answering, Jeon Wook turned his head toward Namgung Hyeok.

 

His expression asked if it was okay to eliminate him.

 

Namgung Hyeok chuckled and nodded his head.

 

“Well then, let’s begin the first match.”

 

“Haaah!”

 

As soon as the starting signal was given, Dong Harim thrust his iron spear fiercely.

 

He unleashed all the qi he had accumulated in advance in one burst.

 

An unexpected surprise attack.

 

“What!?”

 

But Jeon Wook was already no longer in that spot.

 

Dong Harim hastily retrieved his spear to prepare for Jeon Wook’s attack. But he had already passed his opponent and moved forward.

 

“What the…”

 

Slash!

 

Dong Harim’s body collapsed as he realized his throat had been cut.

 

The sight of him with blood gushing out and soaking the ground looked almost mystical in a way.

 

All the spectators gaped in shock.

 

Among them, only a very few could follow Jeon Wook’s movements.

 

“What!”

 

“Did you see that?”

 

“No. I didn’t see it. It just flashed and then the Northern Spear’s throat was cut.”

 

“This is insane…”

 

The match was decided in just one exchange.

 

Both allies and enemies couldn’t help but be shocked.

 

Especially since the Northern Spear Dong Harim’s martial arts were formidably strong, not to be underestimated.

 

They couldn’t help but feel fear toward Jeon Wook, who had cut down such a Dong Harim with a single strike.

 

‘It’s only natural.’

 

Namgung Hyeok watched the battlefield with calm eyes and thought.

 

When the Four Great Guardians of the Sacred Fire Gate fought with their full strength, they often showed abilities equal to or greater than Namgung Hyeok in their respective specialties.

 

Especially Jeon Wook’s Assassin Sword Technique could be called the best under heaven.

 

If this weren’t a fair and honorable duel but a situation where he could display his abilities as an assassin, most people couldn’t guarantee their survival.

 

“Jeon Wook. Will you continue?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Very well. Send out your next participant.”

 

Therefore, Namgung Hyeok looked at the rebel army and spoke briefly.

 

After some murmuring sounds, a short swordsman stepped forward from the enemy side.

 

He examined Jeon Wook with sharp eyes and said.

 

“I am Seol Eunhyeong. I have no notable alias worth mentioning to you.”

 

“Who is he?”

 

“They wouldn’t send out some unknown soldier to a place like this…”

 

“Could he be a Hidden Sword secretly trained by the Seol Family?”

 

“That seems quite likely. His way of holding the sword is extraordinary.”

 

Murmuring sounds could be heard from the surroundings.

 

But the two people facing the duel looked perfectly calm.

 

Jeon Wook showed a Cupped Fist Salute toward Seol Eunhyeong.

 

“As I introduced earlier, I’m Jeon Wook. Please treat me well.”

 

The two men exchanged glances as if they had made some sort of agreement.

 

It was the gaze of assassins measuring where to strike most effectively.

 

“Begin.”

 

Namgung Hyeok spoke calmly as he watched them.

 

But unlike the first match, neither of them moved immediately. They only measured the distance between them as if looking for an opportunity.

 

At that moment.

 

Swish!

 

Hidden weapons flashed from within Seol Eunhyeong’s robes.

 

Jeon Wook calmly swung his sword as if he had expected it, knocking down the flying hidden weapons. What followed was a sword strike that fell like lightning.

 

Clang!

 

He immediately raised his sword upward and blocked the downward strike.

 

A contest of strength between one trying to cut and one trying to block continued.

 

While everyone watched and swallowed nervously.

 

“…!”

 

Sensing something, Seol Eunhyeong immediately pulled his body back and took a defensive stance.

 

Everyone looked puzzled. From the outside, Jeon Wook hadn’t done anything.

 

‘Good instincts.’

 

Only Namgung Hyeok could realize what Jeon Wook had done.

 

He had released the killing intent he had built up as an assassin to pierce his enemy.

 

A technique that would make anyone with good danger-sensing abilities flinch.

 

In other words, it was no different from throwing a feint.

 

“Not bad.”

 

Muttering this, Jeon Wook stepped forward again.

 

With a movement technique that rippled like shadows, his body moved in an instant.

 

Sword strikes that seemed to rush from multiple directions swept past Seol Eunhyeong’s body.

 

Slash!

 

Blood spurted out.

 

But Seol Eunhyeong was no ordinary person either.

 

True to the speculation that he was raised as a hidden sword of the Seol Family, he was skilled in assassin martial arts.

 

Seol Eunhyeong, who had instantly pulled his body back to receive only a shallow wound, launched a counterattack.

 

It was the Twelve Consecutive Strikes that flashed like rays of light.

 

Clang clang clang clang!

 

Jeon Wook didn’t take that momentum head-on and kept retreating backward.

 

By doing so, he intended to disrupt his enemy’s stance, but Seol Eunhyeong didn’t fall for the trap.

 

In the end.

 

Bang!

 

With a loud crash, the two men’s swords clashed and engaged in a contest of strength.

 

Seol Eunhyeong gritted his teeth and pressed Jeon Wook as if he couldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

 

But even though Jeon Wook seemed to be pushed back at first glance, he wasn’t flustered at all.

 

He narrowed his obsidian-black eyes and stared at Seol Eunhyeong.

 

That was the moment.

 

“Kuk!”

 

Seol Eunhyeong’s body was pushed back by the suddenly doubled monstrous strength.

 

Not missing that moment, Jeon Wook’s sword gleamed with black light and traced a bizarre trajectory.

 

It slashed his thigh, then cut his forearm, crossed over his shoulder, and soon reached his neck.

 

It was the moment he was about to sever Seol Eunhyeong’s head.

 

“Surrender!”

 

With a resounding voice, Jeon Wook’s sword, which had been moving coldly, stopped.

 

“I surrender.”

 

Seol Eunhyeong looked down at the sword touching his nape, cold sweat streaming down his face.

 

Blood was flowing steadily – if he had been even a moment later, his head might have been severed.

 

“A surrender has been declared. The victor is Jeon Wook.”

 

“Uwaaaaaaaa!!”

 

Tremendous cheers erupted from among the Allied Forces spectators.

 

Unlike the first battle that ended in the blink of an eye, the second battle was spectacular enough for everyone to see and feel.

 

As it was a duel between assassins, there were no flashy technique exchanges, but everyone could feel in their bones that this was a fight between masters.

 

They had been watching with sweaty palms, and when the opponent’s surrender declaration came, everyone was amazed.

 

“You said he was an assassin? He’s an incredible warrior.”

 

“Worthy of calling himself the Seonghwa Gate Master’s confidant.”

 

“To defeat two people alone in such a short time…”

 

“And he doesn’t even look tired. He still has strength left.”

 

Jeon Wook silently sheathed his sword and gestured to his opponent.

 

It was a look that said your turn is over, so get off the arena.

 

After Seol Eunhyeong trudged away, no one from the enemy camp stepped forward for a while.

 

Having all seen Jeon Wook’s skills, they didn’t want to carelessly step forward and lose their lives.

 

“Is there no next participant?”

 

It was when Namgung Hyeok asked this.

 

Kuwung!

 

A man who had leaped from somewhere landed, raising a cloud of dust.

 

A middle-aged man with four axes total – two in his hands and two at his waist.

 

His identity was someone Namgung Hyeok knew.

 

Eom Jopyeong. He was the head of the Eom Family and the one who had been defeated and fled from Hancheol Mine before.

 

“Master Eom. Are you the next participant?”

 

“That’s right!”

 

At Eom Jopyeong’s shout, everyone showed surprised expressions.

 

They had thought the family heads, who could be called the enemies’ leaders, would either not step forward easily or appear in the final stages, but everyone was surprised when one of them already stepped forward.

 

“Good. Then please prepare.”

 

“No, I won’t fight that assassin.”

 

“What?”

 

“There’s only one reason I came out! Lee Cheolgun! Come and face me again! Stop hiding and come out!”

 

Eom Jopyeong raised an axe and shouted thunderously.

 

And the target he had pointed out.

 

“Heh.”

 

Former Evil Path Alliance Leader Lee Cheolgun smiled wickedly and replied.

 

“Interesting.”

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