The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 162

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 223

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Those advancing cautiously toward the rising smoke had each drawn their weapons and stood ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
Without torches to illuminate the area, it was impossible to know for certain, but there appeared to be roughly a hundred men gathered there.
Since these were men directly commanded by the Extreme Heavenly King of the Green Forest, it was hardly surprising they were the Green Forest’s elite forces.
They approached carefully under the cover of darkness.
Despite being hunted, I advanced with a smile playing at my lips, drawing ever closer to capture these fools foolish enough to light a fire without fear.
Hoo— Ooooh—
The cry of a Great Owl echoing from somewhere seemed to add a touch of tension to the moment.
Taking another step forward, I closed the distance further.
That was when it happened.
Ssshhh—!
A strange sound suddenly pierced the air.
It was like the footsteps of a beast tearing through brush.
In the moment my brow furrowed at this oddity.
A black shadow suddenly burst forth before my eyes.
“…!?”
I gasped, my breath catching in shock.
As my widened eyes confirmed the figure before me.
Crack—!
A swung fist struck my face with brutal force.
There was not even a final scream—my body simply flew backward and skidded across the ground. My motionless form seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.
“Th-this bastard?!”
Yet in a place where roughly a hundred martial artists were gathered, the fall of a single man barely registered.
Clang—!
Someone drew a sword toward the shadow in the darkness.
But it only grazed the fabric of my clothes.
Beast-like movements.
Reflexes that defied all reason.
Then I extended myself.
Boom—!
“Hahaha! Die! Just die!”
Jang Chuchyeong burst from the darkness, his fists raining down with ferocity.
I controlled my strength appropriately, perfectly regulating my pace to avoid exhaustion.
Those gathered were utterly helpless.
The darkness made it hard to see without raising torches, yet I moved through this darkness with impossible grace, tearing through their formation effortlessly.
“Grab him! Grab him properly!”
“Left! He’s on the left—gasp!?”
Thwack—thwack—thwack—!
Someone’s face shattered, their ribs cracking under the impact.
Bodies flew through the air, crashing into those around them, and many tumbled to the ground, tangled in the chaos.
It was utterly hopeless.
The bandits could not control the raging beast that descended upon them.
“Haaaah!”
Yet Jang Chuchyeong was equally desperate.
He would not let anyone pass.
As if the space behind him were forbidden territory that no one could cross, he seemed determined to stop every last person in this place.
Fists and kicks flew with terrifying speed.
Crack! Thwack—thwack!
He suppressed his opponents, crushed them, and sent them flying.
Everything he had learned crawling like a dog beneath Gu Gunbaek, he unleashed here without end, relentlessly pressuring his enemies with endless strikes.
But.
Clang—clang—clang—!
“Ugh?!”
His opponents were no easy prey.
Weapons rained down in numbers as overwhelming as their forces.
Even dodging frantically, the assault was too coordinated to evade entirely.
The sensation of blades cutting across his skin was truly agonizing.
The pain made him want to scream and collapse, but he gritted his teeth and endured.
Clang—!
Someone’s blade grazed his forehead.
Blood seeped from the wound and dripped into his eyes, yet Jang Chuchyeong ignored it entirely, driving his fists forward with even greater force.
Crack—!
A man’s head tore free and struck another body nearby.
The bandits, horrified at the sight of their comrade’s severed head rolling about, gritted their teeth.
“This mad beast!”
“Kill him! Kill him now!”
The enraged bandits charged forward, screaming. A murderous intent thick enough to split Jang Chuchyeong’s skull radiated from them.
“Move aside—!”
Then, a massive man stepped in front of Jang Chuchyeong.
He wielded an enormous iron hammer, spinning it in his grip—contact with that weapon would be fatal.
Undoubtedly a Massive Man of considerable power.
He tracked Jang Chuchyeong’s movements, then hurled the hammer forward.
Boom—boom—boom—boom!
It smashed through the massive trees nearby, aimed to crush Jang Chuchyeong’s chest.
Jang Chuchyeong watched it approach and licked his lips.
Then he launched himself into the air.
As his body soared between the hammer’s path, the man raised his hand, and the weapon instantly shot upward in pursuit.
A man who wielded that colossal iron sphere with absolute freedom.
Yet Chu Hyeongi’s movements proved even swifter than the incoming projectile.
He twisted his body mid-air, evading it entirely.
Then, touching the ground lightly, he burst forward.
Whoooosh—!
Closing the distance in one explosive motion, he drove his fist directly into the man’s body.
“Gack… ughhhh!”
The force shattered through fat and tissue, splintering bone and ravaging organs within.
As the man collapsed, vomiting blood violently, Chu Hyeongi immediately pivoted, clenching his fist toward the panicked figures surrounding him.
Power gathered.
His strength doubled in an instant, compressed force flooding into his palm.

Celestial Star Crushing Strike.

Kabooooom—!
As that incomprehensibly devastating force crashed downward, an enormous crater erupted, sending countless fragments hurtling in all directions.
Those caught within the radius collapsed with eyes rolled back, while even those at the periphery suffered grievous wounds, blood streaming from their mouths.
Yet Chu Hyeongi did not pause.
He cared not how many had fallen.
Only enemies.
He targeted enemies.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thwack—!
His relentless fists showed no mercy, blocking and evading the weapons hurled at him while continuing his relentless assault.
Crash-crash-crash-screech—!
Even those who resisted fiercely found themselves helpless.
That overwhelming fist technique instilled terror in all who witnessed it.
Bodies shrank back, and spirits broke.
Countless soldiers could mount no proper resistance against Chu Hyeongi’s beast-like charge.
Crack!
Another body shattered and crumpled.
Tap-tap-tap-tap—
A warning sound reached my ears from somewhere.
A shadow descended upon where Chu Hyeongi stood.
Kabooooom—!
A massive axe cleaved through the earth.
The destructive force matched the thunderous sound it produced.
Narrowing my eyes, I beheld him there.
The Extreme Heavenly King of the Green Forest, Geuk Tae-cheon.
“You insolent worm—!”
His fury erupted alongside his fierce roar.
My eyes, burning a vivid crimson, swept across the surroundings.
Masked Martial Artists lay scattered in countless numbers.
The force that had numbered nearly a hundred had been trampled so brutally that barely a dozen remained standing.
Though the time was short, this was the worst casualty rate in the history of the Green Forest under my command.
Nearly a hundred warriors had fallen to just one man.
But such devastation came with its own price.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
My ragged breathing was equally striking. With wounds covering nearly every inch of my body, my white robes were drenched in blood, as was my face itself, painted crimson.
Some of it was the enemies’ blood, and much of it was my own.
I looked like a beast soaked in blood, and there would be no exaggeration in calling me such.
My eyes, narrowed with a chilling intensity, were utterly terrifying, and my fists, dripping with blood, resembled fangs of carnage itself.
Geuk Tae-cheon, his expression twisted in fury, raised his massive axe and leveled it toward me.
His aura radiated overwhelming dominance.
Zzzt—zzzt—
The pressure I felt was sharp enough to tear flesh.
Yet my gaze remained undaunted.
Still fixed on Geuk Tae-cheon with eyes like a wild beast, I stood ready to pounce at any moment.
“Kneel.”
“Go to hell.”
“Kuh?!”
In an instant, Geuk Tae-cheon moved.
Despite wielding such a massive axe, his movements were swift.
He closed the distance in a heartbeat and swung it down.
Kwaaang—!
But I was not one to merely watch.
I launched myself into the air, spinning to evade, then used the long axe handle as a platform to propel myself sideways, leaping up once more to unleash a strike toward Geuk Tae-cheon.
Pwoooeng—!
Yet despite the force I poured into the blow, I was only pushed back a single step from Geuk Tae-cheon.
He seemed to feel some pain, but it was difficult to claim the strike had truly landed.
“Is that all you have?!”
Bang bang—!
Geuk Tae-cheon’s axe erupted in a frenzy of strikes.
The way he channeled his power was different.
The gap between the peak and first-rate realms was laid bare, and no matter how nimbly I evaded and counterattacked, there was ultimately a limit to what I could achieve.
Shing—!
I retreated once more, feeling flesh tear open.
‘What do I do? How can I survive this?’
My mind began racing furiously.
I had to do something or I would die.
My internal strength and skill were completely outmatched—it was painfully obvious. This situation was entirely different from when I faced Section Leader Yuk or whoever it was, and it tormented my mind.
What would Gu Gunbaek have done in this situation?
As that thought crossed my mind, I let out a quiet chuckle.
It was obvious enough.
He would have poured everything into it until death.
“Huuraaaaaah—!”
“…!?”
Countless fists of qi erupted ferociously toward Geuk Tae-cheon. Though the gap in power was evident, he seemed to believe he couldn’t simply absorb the strikes, so he swung his axe to meet them head-on.
Boom boom boom boom— Crash crash— Boom boom!
However, for Geuk Tae-cheon, whose movements were somewhat slower compared to mine, this situation was nothing but disadvantageous.
He couldn’t block everything.
The fists of qi that pierced through his swinging axe struck his body repeatedly, pushing him back. The problem was that I showed no signs of stopping my assault.
“Ugh… You, you bastard—!”
“Huuraaaaaah!”
Boom boom boom boom—!
The torrent of power grew increasingly fierce.
With each block of his axe, he was driven back another step.
Finally, sensing the threat, Geuk Tae-cheon gritted his teeth and unleashed the full force of his inner power. Just as he was about to swing his wickedly sharp axe without mercy.
Screeeee— Shrieeeeek!
“…!?”
A Great Owl suddenly descended from nowhere, aiming for his eyes. He recoiled in shock, but sharp talons raked deeply across his cheek, and the pain threw off his balance.
I didn’t miss that opening.
I launched myself forward, closing the distance even further.
Pouring all my inner power into my fists, I unleashed them with even greater force proportional to the narrowed gap.
“Krraaaagh?!”
Boom boom boom boom boom—!
My fists pummeling his entire body were utterly merciless. Could he feel his protective energy beginning to waver under the relentless barrage?
As I drew back my fist for one final strike, a cyan aura blazed forth like flames.
In that instant, the momentum shifted.
The power gathering in my fist burned with even greater intensity.
Geuk Tae-cheon couldn’t help but gasp at the sudden surge of force, and as he felt the power concentrated in my fist, his eyes trembled violently.
He was overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed and shaken by the fierce, glacial aura emanating from the beast. Just as he desperately regained his composure and poured all his inner power into his protective energy.
My fist swung down with terrifying force.
Kwaaaaaaang—!
The power concentrated in my fist erupted, creating a massive sphere that shattered and obliterated everything in its path before hurtling toward Geuk Tae-cheon.

Annihilation Star Fist.

The moment Gu Gunbaek’s absolute technique—the very one that had reduced Yeom Ji-hak to tatters—was unleashed from Jang Chuchyeong’s hands.
I tried desperately to block it by any means necessary.
Crack—! Screech—!
The axe I gripped shattered instantly, losing all form, and simultaneously the penetrating force bore down upon Geuk Tae-cheon’s body with crushing weight.
Even the protective inner force that shielded his body began to crack and crumble.
“Gaaahhhhh—!”
He unleashed a bestial roar, summoning every ounce of strength he possessed.
He poured all his inner force into his grip, straining with everything he had to scatter the opponent’s momentum.
Yet Geuk Tae-cheon was not facing Jang Chuchyeong alone.
Shrieeeeek—!
A Great Owl descended upon him in silent fury.
The moment its talons came slashing down again.
Screeeech—!
The Great Owl’s razor-sharp talons tore into Geuk Tae-cheon’s eyes, and agony flooded through him.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Boom—boom—boom—boom—crash—!

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