Episode 115: There’s a lot of blood.
Baek Mang-gi’s expression as he looked at me was filled with various emotions.
Fear, surprise, excitement, anger.
The first thing that popped out was surprise.
“You’re so young?”
The first time you almost died by my sword, you probably thought I was the evil Soma. You were mistaken. If you weren’t the evil Soma, you wouldn’t have been able to swing your sword so fast.
“Hey, old man.”
I omitted my courtesy towards him. I don’t know what his life was like. But the moment I cut down Samrang here today, there was no reason to respect him.
“You said we were playing ghost games? Aren’t you the one playing ghost games right now?”
“What did you just say?”
“Why did you crawl out of your grave and interfere in the affairs of future generations? You lived in your time and even earned the name of Sword Emperor. Was that not enough?”
As soon as the point was hit, the surrounding air became cold.
But I felt a hot heat. It was the heat of the evil Soma who was slowly putting on his mask properly behind my back. I could tell what was on his mind without having to look into his eyes.
Yes, there are things that can be known without being told or seen.
“Hey, young junior. What good will it do you have to do with your bad manners towards adults?”
“Old man, you’re going to kill me anyway, so it’s shameless of you to expect me to be polite. If you had any shame, you wouldn’t have stabbed those young juniors with your sword, right?”
As the surrounding air grew colder, he stroked his trimmed beard. I felt his murderous intent grow stronger.
“If a disciple becomes senile and jumps into a power struggle, you, as the master, should have stopped him. What are you going to do when he crawls out as if he had been waiting? Are you both senile?”
Baek Mang-gi’s face turned slightly red. Yes, get excited. Get more excited.
I shouted to the Visa and the Thirteen Apostles standing far away.
“Let’s send these old guys back to history.”
This meant that we would take care of this, so take care of the stone coffin.
Hope blossomed in the eyes of Visain, who had been filled with despair. If we could take charge of Baekmanggi, this fight would be worth it.
On the other hand, Seok Gwan-chu’s expression was stiff. He probably never dreamed that such a variable would arise in a matter that even involved mobilizing his master.
Baek Mang-gi asked coldly.
“Who are you, my lord?”
“A person who will take the old man who is missing from the list to the afterlife.”
At that moment, Baek Mang-gi pulled out his sword as quickly as lightning.
Flash!
I barely avoided the flying sword. Baek Mang-gi’s attack was fast and powerful.
That moment!
Peeing!
The bloody aura of the evil soma was unleashed. Baek Mang-gi twisted his body to dodge, and my sword stabbed him.
In an instant, we clashed and the Apostles Thirteen and Bisain rushed towards Seok Gwan-chu.
I decided to fight without caring about the evil Soma.
In the first place, I had never fought with him in a match, and I thought that if I tried to fight with Baek Mang-gi in a clumsy match, it would be disadvantageous. I believed in the evil Soma.
They’ll do it on their own. They’ll intervene on their own, avoid on their own, help on their own. They’ll fight well on their own.
That’s why I fought with the mindset of fighting Baek Mang-gi one-on-one.
visor!
There was another clash. His quick sword was too fast for the Sado 13-Wang to handle. It was an attack that even the evil Soma had difficulty avoiding continuously.
If you stop it by seeing it with your eyes, it’s already too late. You have to stop it with experience and instinct.
He attacks from the left, so I must attack from the right. The moment you think this, your head will be cut off.
The Baekmanggi’s first speed, which had been focused only on speed, became dazzling. This sudden change was very threatening.
But I barely managed to block his attacks. I tried not to let him overwhelm me.
While we were exchanging blows, the blood of the evil soma was released. Since our movements were so fast, the blood was released very carefully. If I made a single mistake, I could get hit.
Even though it was a two-on-one fight, Baek Mang-gi was not pushed back at all. He was showing with his skills what it meant to be called Sword Emperor eighty years ago.
The swordsmanship was swordsmanship, but Baek Mang-gi’s swordsmanship was also splendid. If I hadn’t learned the Wind God’s Four Treasures, I would have been completely trampled by this swordsmanship. He fought me as if he was entangled in the Blood Angry Ground, but each step was incredibly flexible.
After about a hundred seconds, the Baek Mang-gi that was dividing the sword suddenly released tension. It was truly an attack with many variations, but fortunately, I was able to block it by releasing tension in time.
Bam!
As tension met tension, a loud noise exploded.
We were pushed back by each other. Our air power was almost the same. If it weren’t for the Mannyeonheukyeongji I had recently taken, I would have been pushed back by him in terms of internal energy.
When we were so distant from each other, we had more time to talk.
“I don’t want to be surprised, but I can’t help but be surprised. How on earth can someone of such profound inner strength possess such depth at that age?”
I said to him happily.
“Friend, don’t you know me?”
“what?”
“I have become a child again.”
For a moment he thought I was someone he knew.
“who?”
“Who are you? You’re just a young junior with a bad mouth. Why do you ask who I am when you don’t have any friends?”
Only then did Baek Mang-gi realize that I was mocking him. His expression distorted. I had to provoke him whenever I had the chance.
As always, the one who gets excited loses the fight.
The first spark of sword energy was emitted from his excited sword.
Oh my god!
It was the moment I had been waiting for.
Bam!
The sword energy I unleashed collided with the incoming sword energy, and an explosive sound erupted.
Not missing this opportunity, the evil Soma consecutively unleashed Blood Anger and Demonic Light Explosion. Since this was a fight between two men, this fight was advantageous to us.
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I poured out the salt water method, the black water method, continuously.
The evil Soma also continuously unleashed his Blood Angry Blade and Demonic Light Explosion.
Baek Mang-gi swung his sword madly and released his tension to release it. Explosions erupted one after another.
Boom! Boom! Kwaaaaang! Boom!
The earth shook and dust rose.
In this fierce battle, Seokgwanchui, Bisain, and Sadoshipsamrang also stopped fighting and watched the results.
When the attacks stopped and the dust settled, we were in for a surprise.
He was standing still.
And the season of the Emperor of Swords, created with anger.
Ssssssss!
In front of him, the sword split into sword-shaped sword energy.
I could tell. He was going to kill everyone here in a matter of days. He was going to kill the Apostles Thirteen and the Bisain and then fight us together with the Seok Gwan Chu.
A black sword rose in front of my chest and began to split.
Ss …
The seventh form of the Bicheon Sword Technique, Yucheon Style.
Could it be because of the Twelve Great Stars? They split much faster and in greater numbers than before.
Baekmanggi’s black energy flew towards everyone here.
Shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh!
Swaaaaaaaaaah!
At the same time, my sword was also fired.
The next moment, a spectacular sight unfolded.
Two types of lines that embroider space. Lines that kill and lines that protect.
The moment those two lines intersected, a series of explosive sounds of black energy clashing with black energy erupted.
Visain saw the Baekmanggi’s black aura flying towards his face. The speed at which it was flying was so fast that he couldn’t dodge it even if he tried.
But my sword energy flew faster and tore through the sword energy, destroying it right before my eyes.
Bam!
The same was true for the other thirteen apostles. The sight of the sword energy that flew at him being torn apart by other sword energy was a sight that he would never see again in his life.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!
The evil Soma destroyed his own sword energy. Believing that it would be so, he did not block his sword energy.
When all the flying black energy had disappeared, the dust had also completely settled.
He saw the appearance of Baek Mang-gi. His eyes were filled with a mixture of disbelief, surprise, and anger, but they were filled with only murder. Seok Gwan-chu was surprised and confused. He had never imagined that his master’s secret technique would be blocked.
On the contrary, the eyes of the Bisain and Sadoshipsamrang looking at us were filled with surprise. It was more than surprise, it was close to awe.
This time, I was the first to rush towards Baekmanggi.
If you do your best, I will do my best. If you die, only you die, but if I die, so many people will die.
I poured everything into my sword.
In an instant, dozens of numbers came and went.
Blood spurted from each other’s bodies. There was no time to check where and how they were cut. Even though they were wearing the best-quality cheonjamsa and gwihoui, the fact that blood spurted out meant that if they hadn’t been wearing them, there would have been several cuts already.
I held on, and held on, and I could sense impatience from Baek Mang-gi.
When was the last time he fought a fight this long?
Fifty years ago? Seventy years ago? Maybe there wouldn’t have been such a tough fight. After he became the Sword Emperor, no one would have dared attack him.
In this fight, the help of the evil soma was absolute. Our fight was too fast, so I didn’t intervene recklessly, but when I felt certain, I blew my blood.
When I was in danger, the bloodline saved me. One bloodline flying at just the right time changed the course of the battle and gave me a chance.
In the end, Baek Mang-gi changed his plan and tried to kill the evil Soma first.
The moment I realized my murderous intent toward the evil Soma, I started to push Baekmanggi like crazy.
If you give it a chance, the evil Soma will die.
That was all I could think about.
I didn’t want to lose the evil Soma in this fight. I didn’t want this old man to die.
Even if I kill you, I’ll kill you! You damn old man!
This fervent desire created an amazing phenomenon.
Everything disappeared from my sight and only a white cloud appeared.
It was as if Baek Mang-gi was the only one wearing white clothes and moving in front of me against a black background. All other figures were invisible.
All sounds were blocked out. Only my voice and the sound of Baek Mang-gi could be heard. It was an amazing experience for the first time since I started learning martial arts.
The moment when Baek Mang-gi’s sword and my sword collided and sparks flew.
There was another change.
Now even the Baekmanggi has disappeared, and in my eyes only his sword moves. I can only see my sword. Perhaps as more time passes, even this sword will no longer be visible?
The sword of Baekmanggi began to appear more and more clearly.
My eyesight, which had been brightened by the Shinan technique, finally began to take effect. It wasn’t that he had slowed down, nor that I had gotten faster. It was that I had adapted to this speed first. My eyes had adapted.
I only saw the sword, but then I saw the white dragon again.
I can see his face.
Now I can finally see it.
What he’s having a hard time with.
What he regrets.
What he is afraid of.
And I saw.
The one and only flaw that he showed in his perfection.
The moment I realized it, I had already put my dark heart into action. My sword and my body were one.
Phew!
The moment my sword pierces Baek Mang-gi’s heart.
My vision returned to normal. As the darkness around me disappeared, I began to see my surroundings.
There were already several holes in Baek Mang-gi’s body, and blood was flowing out from them. It was the place where the bloodletting hit.
I don’t know when Baek Mang-gi was hit by it. Baek Mang-gi fought so well even with the two of us.
I slowly drew my sword, looking down at his last gaze filled with all sorts of emotions: surprise, amazement, emptiness, and fear. I was too tired and exhausted to say anything to him.
Blood spurted out of his heart and Baek Mang-gi fell to the ground, dying.
If we hadn’t achieved the Twelve Great Stars, we would have lost this fight. Even if we hadn’t joined forces with the evil Soma, we would have died.
There are such monstrous masters of the past in the martial arts world. There are some in the martial arts alliance, in our school, and even in the sadomasochism alliance.
The old masters who are frozen like fossils and then suddenly pop out to light their last spark. That’s why the martial arts world is scary.
“Oh my god, I’m dying.”
I lay down on the spot. I had exhausted so much energy that I couldn’t even move a finger. It really felt like I wouldn’t be able to move unless someone stabbed me with a sword. I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh my god!”
The evil Soma also sat down next to me. I could see his chin under my mask. I could see the blood that had hardened under his chin.
“Are you hurt?”
“It was just a light scratch.”
“You must be ugly, but you shouldn’t hurt your face!”
He chuckled, as if he had never thought he would say something like that in this situation.
“Do you still want to make people laugh after fighting so hard?”
“When an opportunity comes, you must not miss it.”
“Scientists bleed a lot.”
“I’m dying from pain.”
The evil soma pressed the acupoints and stopped the bleeding on his arms, legs, stomach, and shoulders.
When I started this journey, did I ever imagine that the moment would come when he would stanch my wounds?
“How did the fight go over there?”
At my question, the evil Soma turned his head and glanced at the place where the fight was going on, then spoke to me.
“It’s almost over.”
It looks like the non-signers are winning, since they aren’t saying anything about needing help.
We looked up at the sky in silence for a while.
Then I spoke first.
“Thank you.”
After a moment, the evil Soma spoke.
“Thank you.”
We just said thank you to each other. We didn’t say anything else. There was no need to say anything.
“I’ll buy you a new mask.”
“Please buy me a better one. That mask makes me sweat if I wear it for a long time.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
It was just then.
“Kwaaak!”
I heard a scream when someone’s life was taken.
When I looked up, I saw that the swords of Visain and the three Apostles Thirteen were embedded in Seok Gwan-chu’s body.
During the fight, two more of the Apostles were found lying on the ground, having been sacrificed. It is not the case that a wicked person goes to the afterlife alone.
I sat up.
Visain walked towards me. He stood a little distance away and looked at Baek Mang-gi’s body. He seemed to not believe that we killed him.
He bowed to me. It was the first time he had bowed to me.
“Thanks to you, I survived.”
I smiled and said to him.
“Thanks to you, I almost died.”
He didn’t laugh. He spoke with a determined look in his eyes, still holding the sword dripping with blood.
“I plan to go straight down this road and kill Seok Gwan-chu’s grandson.”
He was more polite to me than he used to be, and he was receptive to my advice.
“The testimony of our thirteen apostles will suffice.”
“Make sure to create an Apostolic Alliance that works.”
“Then see you next time.”
Visain bowed his head and greeted me. The Visain I had met for the first time and the Visain I had met now were completely different people.
As they collected the bodies of their comrades and left, the evil Soma asked.
“For the sake of our school, shouldn’t we have someone more incompetent than me as a successor?”
“I guess so.”
“But why did you help that person?”
It started because the grandson of the stone coffin was a piece of trash, but he answered the evil Soma like this.
“But isn’t it no fun if the other person is too stupid?”
The evil Soma snickered. He must have thought the same thing. The stronger the opponent, the more fiery he became.
“Shall we go too?”
“Ahhh, my legs hurt so much I can’t walk. Please carry me.”
“Don’t joke around. I’m limping on the other leg right now.”
The evil Soma and I walked side by side and left the place.
In the place we were leaving, only the faint moonlight illuminated the cold, cooling sight of old and even older desires.
