The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 175

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 236

Shhhhwick—!
I evade with nimble precision.
While the woman’s blade swings and I press forward against Gang Cheonho alongside her, his superhuman reflexes—transcending mortal limitations—render all of it meaningless.
He was fast.
Clang—!
His fist moves so swiftly it becomes invisible to the eye.
As if his earlier restraint had been mere play, he now unleashes insane speed and agility, overwhelming us both.
“Kuhaha! This is fun! This is truly fun!”
As Gang Cheonho erupts in booming laughter and intensifies his assault, our position shifts from pressing forward to being pressed back.
Whether seeking to wipe that grin from his face, the woman thrusts her blade sharply at him, but Gang Cheonho simply catches the sword barehanded, yanks it toward him, seizes her collar, and hurls her away.
Boom—!
“Ugh!”
A cry of pain escapes the woman as she crashes into the eternal ice.
But I have no time to concern myself with that.
His gaze suddenly turns toward me, and he charges forward.
Whoosh—!
Like a Mountain Lord pouncing upon prey, he closes several zhang in a single stride, then unleashes those terrifying claws.
Crash crash crash boom—!
His power and speed are literally insane.
I barely manage to block, but the shockwave is ferocious.
In the moment when rushing wind and debris obscure my vision.
Zing—
A warning bell sounds in my mind, and I glimpse a fragment of the future.
But I do not evade.
Because I know that if I dodge, something far more terrible will unfold.
I pour more strength into my blade, shimmering like heat haze, and swing it forcefully toward the obscured space.
Clang—!
“Ushaha! You saw that too?”
In an instant, his claws arrive faster than I anticipated. The speed is so instantaneous that had I moved to dodge, I would surely have been pierced.
Compared to my confrontation with Yeom Ji-hak, I believe I’ve elevated my level considerably, but Gang Cheonho’s prowess combined with the Mountain Lord’s strength is truly beyond imagination.
Then.
A biting cold rushes in ferociously.
Shhhhack—!
“This damned woman again!”
Boom—!
He casually swats away the incoming sword energy with his hand, narrows his brow, and turns his gaze—revealing the woman breathing heavily, sword in hand.
Her entire body is drenched in blood.
It was evident just how severely I had been struck in such a brief span of time.
Yet, as if unwilling to yield, the sharp glint in her eyes directed at Gang Cheonho remained unchanged from the beginning.
“I’ll kill you!”
“Kkhahaha! Save your dreams for when you’re sleeping.”
A murderous intent swelled forth alongside her rage, spreading with terrifying momentum, but even such ferocity felt like mere child’s play against Gang Cheonho.
He clenched his fist and swung it lightly.
Watching the inner force shoot toward her at a terrifying speed, I too hurled myself forward, extending my sword toward the incoming energy.
Not to block it.
To redirect it.
Following the gentle flow, I received and guided it away.
Despite the overwhelming force that made my wrists tremble, it was not beyond my capacity to handle.
Then I returned it to him.
“…!?”
Apparently not expecting his own force to come hurtling back, Gang Cheonho’s eyes widened in shock.
Kwaaaang—!
“Kugh!”
Gang Cheonho’s body lurched backward, driven away by the impact.
He had taken considerable damage, his brow furrowing, but the moment he steadied himself and lifted his head.
He gasped in astonishment once more.
The woman and I had closed the distance between us without warning.
As if seizing upon the smallest opening as an opportunity, we unleashed every ounce of our strength, pouring everything into our assault.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwang—!
The relentless torrent of inner force and sword energy was merciless.
No matter how solid one’s body, subjected to such an onslaught, injury was inevitable.
And indeed.
Gang Cheonho’s body jolted repeatedly, driven further back with each strike.
His protective inner force remained unbroken, yet it was clear he was sustaining damage nonetheless.
“You wretched insects—!”
Kwang—!
In an instant, his aura exploded, and the ground beneath him cratered. With a violent gust of wind, he kicked off the earth and closed the distance between us in a single breath.
A fist laden with terrifying force came hurtling toward me.
I retreated and evaded.
Whoosh—!
I felt it pass by with barely a paper’s thickness between us, yet the wind from the strike cut my skin like a blade.
Clang—clang clang—!
I repeated the cycle of blocking and evading.
Yet Gang Cheonho’s swift movements and overwhelming strength made it impossible to block as I wished, and my body could not respond properly even when I attempted to dodge.
“Die—!”
At that moment, the woman’s sword wedged itself between us, carrying a biting chill as it aimed for Gang Cheonho’s throat.
It was undoubtedly a precise and lethal strike.
Whoosh—!
Before the sword could touch his neck, Gang Cheonho’s fist struck faster, slamming across my face with brutal speed.
As the woman’s body flew helplessly and tumbled across the ground, Gang Cheonho’s gaze returned to me, and he smiled.
Trapped by his stare, I found myself unable to move.
Yet I rolled my eyes slightly to gauge the woman’s condition.
Though faint, her body was still moving—thankfully, she still drew breath.
“Now—it’s your turn to die.”
“Did I not tell you? Your head will serve as my appetizer.”
I smiled, displaying utter composure.
He was certainly different from anyone I had faced before.
Even if I recovered to my former strength, we would be evenly matched—such was his power.
I keenly understood why, despite all our clashes, neither of us had claimed victory.
But I had no intention of dying quietly.
I tightened my grip on the sword and drew forth my energy.
Sharper, keener, and stronger.
Uuuung—
My Innate True Qi surged forth, and the shimmering aura of my sword’s momentum began to gather with unprecedented intensity.
Was it because my gaze upon him deepened as well?
Gang Cheonho, who had been watching me for a moment, let out an incredulous laugh.
“Playing around, are we?”
The moment those words ended.
I swung my sword.
Slash—!
Faster and sharper.
Yet to a being possessed of reflexes transcending humanity, it seemed meaninglessly easy to evade.
But it was not over.
“…!”
My sword became like a vast lake.
More natural.
As if recalling Mu Heo, who had become one with nature beneath the moonlight.
A sensation as though the rippling moonlight upon still waters drew my opponent in.
Clang—!
Whoosh!
Had the sword’s nature suddenly changed? Or was he sensing a threat? Gang Cheonho’s movements grew more violent.
Crash—! Slash!
We exchanged blows with sword and claw, evading and blocking.
The collision allowed no quarter, appearing as though we were evenly matched, yet it was I who continued to sustain wounds and fall back.
In that moment.
“What—what is this!?”
I realized that without knowing it, I had stepped into the depths of a vast lake. The deep waters would not release me no matter how I struggled, and the currents stirred by the wind pulled me ever deeper.
Gang Cheonho’s frown deepened into a truly menacing expression.
“This bastard—!”
Spewing crude words, his face flushed crimson as his momentum erupted with savage intensity.
The Mountain Lord’s eyes gleamed, revealing something sinister and ominous.
As if even the last vestiges of reason he possessed had been devoured by the Mountain Lord itself, he had become the Mountain Lord incarnate.
Kwaaaaaaang—!
What followed was a ferocious roar.
A sensation that shook not just body and spirit, but consciousness itself.
A resonance that surpassed even the cry of Baek Gu that I had heard in Namman, possessing a power that made the very soul tremble.
The lake that the Sword had created shattered into fragments, and he who had been submerged in its depths burst forth, charging toward me.
Kaaaaang—!
The force of the slashing claws grew even more potent.
And faster, sharper still.
A starving Mountain Lord, stripped of reason, lunged purely to devour its prey, as if nothing else existed in its vision.
Shwooosh—!
My body was torn by the wind pressure from the sweeping claws.
Though I desperately managed to block his attacks, with each collision I felt such overwhelming force that my wrists felt like they might give way.
It seemed impossible even to predict and evade his strikes—Gang Cheonho’s physical abilities had multiplied several times over.
And coupled with that came even sharper senses.
“Kuhahaha—! Die!”
The moment his fist drove forward and struck precisely at my abdomen, my protective energy shattered and I felt my body fly helplessly through the air.
Shwaaaaaack—!
I tumbled across the ground several times.
Struck and pierced by rocks, pain flooded through me.
When my body finally crashed into a tree trunk and stopped, I felt my entire frame trembling—a sensation I did not welcome.
Even breathing became difficult, and my body shook so violently that I could not properly stand.
I steadied my blurred vision and staggered to my feet.
“Kuhahaha! Quite durable, aren’t you? Standing after taking that?”
“….”
“Hahahaha! Good, good. I like your spirit. So what say you? If you surrender everything to the Divine and crawl in on equal terms, I shall spare your life.”
“Ha ha….”
His words sounded like the voice of a compassionate bodhisattva. In a situation where no one could possibly survive, his tone offered life as a glimmer of hope.
But I simply laughed in disbelief.
Then I slowly gazed at him.
Those gleaming, smug eyes and expression.
He was brimming with confidence, believing he had completely overwhelmed his opponent.
He did not approach, merely watching and awaiting my answer.
As if such a distance could be closed whenever he wished.
Considering his lightness technique, it was hardly surprising.
But I, on the other hand, merely smiled.
“Bowing your head to the leader of a heretical sect… that’s something only a blockhead like you would do.”
“…!”
The moment those words reached my ears.
His figure vanished.
Then, without even time to blink, he reappeared, and his massive fist drew back, channeling an unbelievable force.
Shiiing—!
A sharp alarm bell rang in my mind, and in that brief moment, I caught sight of his face.
An expression twisted as viciously as that of a malevolent spirit.
As if he would not tolerate even a shred of disrespect toward the Divine.
The Mountain Lord, his reason shattered, unleashed his power in a violent explosion.
Kwaaaang—!
The earth trembled with a deafening roar that shook the very ground, and the massive trunk of the great tree that had been supporting my back began to collapse into complete fragments.
Had I not launched myself away in sync with his movement, I would have been obliterated without a trace—that much was certain.
Then, the Mountain Lord’s eyes tracked me sharply, and just as he moved to strike again, I swung my sword and unleashed a torrent of force.
Kwakwakwakwang—!
A deluge of force rained down at a frenzied speed.
Even he, who had been blocking with his bare hands, seemed to sense he could endure no longer, and he subtly shifted his position to create distance.
“…!?”
Unaware that this was a fatal blunder.
Gang Cheonho’s eyes widened with terror.
Only then did he realize what he had done.
The massive tree that had held the Gok Ok began to fall, and he saw that I had already moved toward the Gok Ok embedded at its center.
“You bastard—!”
“When fighting over something precious, you can’t afford to focus on just one thing.”
Heh—
A small laugh escaped my lips as I swung my sword.
Crack—!
In an instant, the center of the tree was torn open and the Gok Ok burst free.
At the same time, I could see Gang Cheonho’s body vanish, but now I was faster than his movements.
I seized the flying Gok Ok and immediately—
Pakang—!
“You bastaaard――!”
Gang Cheonho’s voice erupted violently, echoing through the air, and I gazed at his contorted face with a smile playing at my lips.
Simultaneously, the Gok Ok shattered into countless fragments.
The rough wind swept the dust away in an instant, yet it seemed drawn to something, and piece by piece, it began to cling to my body and be absorbed.
Feeling this, I descended lightly to the ground and looked at Gang Cheonho. Unable to accept his own mistake, he had already hurled himself forward and now stood before me.
“I’ll tear you to shreds—!”
Watching him roar so savagely, laughter spilled from my lips.

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