Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 321

<Episode 104 The title of the best in the world (1)>

The two priests were astonished at the overwhelming, if not miraculous, powerlessness.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the martial arts skills of So Yun-hui, the swordsman Sogeomseon, were beyond imagination.

Every time he swung his sword, dozens of trees would split and the ground would cave in under his sword, which was no small feat.

Baek Hyang-muk, who had been dealing with the fake Lee Jeong-gyeom, whose entire body was dyed black, thought of him as a monster.

but,

'The real monster is over there.'

With this level of inaction, it seems like he could handle a thousand, or even ten thousand people by himself.

And they weren't just ordinary men, they were martial artists.

Seeing the fake Lee Jeong-gyeom struggling to escape So Woon-hui's grasp but having his whole body crushed and cut up, I felt sorry for him.

'…….This is an unbelievable growth rate.'

It wasn't like this when I first saw him.

Although he was superior to other reviewers, he lacked experience and enlightenment, so he was not even taught.

Now it was time for him to learn.

'Is the shadow of the swordsman this big?'

He is not even the swordsman himself, but only his disciple's disciple, yet he is too strong.

If the disciple of the descendant of the Sword Master was like this, then the descendant of the Sword Master who faced him might not have even tried his best.

[Master.]

Lee Jeong-gyeom sent a telegram to him.

[Why are you doing that?]

[Even if the absurd actions of the small swordsman, no, the small swordsman, are like that, the hair that is dyed red like blood is definitely…..]

[You guessed it. It's because I learned the Blood Heavenly Sword.]

Lee Jeong-gyeom's eyes widened at those words.

The fact that his master Baek Hyang-muk had mastered the Bloody Heavenly Sword was already known throughout the martial arts world, so he was well aware of it.

But the fact that So Yun-hui, a swordsman, mastered it…

[no way?]

[Just listen.]

Baek Hyang-muk knows that Sogeom-seon and Hyeol-ma are the same person because of Geum Sang-je's persuasion.

But his disciple Lee Jeong-gyeom had no way of knowing that fact.

Baek Hyang-muk then briefly explained what she had experienced.

Lee Jeong-gyeom couldn't hide his surprise when he learned all the facts.

[Ha! So Hyung is both a descendant of the Sword Master and a Blood Demon….]

[This fact is known only to you.]

If Baek Hyang-muk hadn't shown that appearance in front of her, she would have made a promise and not wanted to reveal it.

However, I told him in advance because I thought that his disciple Lee Jeong-gyeom would keep quiet.

'You must have been very surprised.'

He himself was very surprised when he found out about this fact.

This is Sogeomseon, who is becoming the new hero and symbol of the Jeongpa.

Besides, isn't he now a candidate for the leader of the martial arts world?

I was shocked to learn that the other hidden identity of that person was the Blood Demon.

Baek Hyang-muk sent a message to Lee Jeong-gyeom, who was very surprised.

[Are you very surprised?]

Lee Jeong-gyeom hesitated for a moment at his question and then spoke carefully.

[……..Actually, there is something I haven't told you, Master.]

Baek Hyang-muk asked back.

[There's something I didn't say?]

[Actually, I was going to keep quiet unless there was a problem with the peerage because I liked him…..]

[Musangseong? What does that mean?]

Baek Hyang-muk was puzzled by the sudden mention of Musangseong.

Lee Jeong-gyeom said to him,

[…….Do you remember sending me to take the test of the Wind Spirit Eight-Line School?]

[I sent it to you directly, so how could you not remember?]

In order to restore the relationship with Musangseong, Lee Jeong-gyeom was sent to take the test.

But I couldn't understand why this story was brought up.

Then Baek Hyang-muk asked.

[Why am I telling you this story?]

[Didn't I tell you at that time that a man named Hound had become the head of the small group?]

[Yeah, that's right.]

I remembered it clearly.

I remember that the son of Jin Seong-baek, the outrageous and corrupt man, suddenly appeared and took over the position.

But something completely unexpected came out of Lee Jeong-gyeom's mouth.

[I didn't tell you then, but Hound is a small, small swordsman named So-Woon-Hwi.]

'!!!'

Baek Hyang-muk was so surprised by those words that she couldn't help but be astonished.

No, it was difficult to understand what the disciple was saying just now.

[What does that mean? So-un-hui is a hound?]

[…….As you know, Master, even before I learned martial arts, I had a keen ability to sense energy, and I could sense the energy of others.]

I knew that.

That's why you didn't accept him as your disciple.

[When I saw Hound at the time, his energy was subtly different from when he was in the Later Index Discussion, but I was convinced that he was the one while taking the test.]

[How come you didn't say anything about that?]

Lee Jeong-gyeom scratched his head and said at Baek Hyang-muk's urging.

[……I liked him.]

[You like it so much that you hide it from your teacher?]

At that moment, Baek Hyang-muk's cheeks started to hurt.

Actually, it's ridiculous to say anything based on this alone.

Even though Lee Jeong-gyeom remembered being possessed by the spirit of the fearful sword, didn't he hide it because he regretted the murders he had committed up until then?

[This wasn't something to hide.]

[I'm sorry. I thought that he must have had his own reasons for seeking out Mujeongpungsin, as he was from Ikyang Soga, and he hid this fact from me.]

In the end, it turned out that she really liked him and hid him.

I was worried that he had little emotional communication with others, but it was actually quite surprising that So Woon-Hwi was the one who built relationships and kept his loyalty.

[I had no intention of hiding it until the end. If a situation arose where I would collide with Musou, I was planning to ask So-hyung for help.]

[I can't believe I'm only talking about such an important story now.]

Baek Hyang-muk clicked her tongue.

The fact that Lee Jeong-gyeom revealed was a truth that could shake the martial arts world.

'How could this happen…ha!'

Baekhyangmuk was full of energy.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current martial arts world is divided into three major powers.

The Martial Arts Federation, the Blood Cult, and the Musangseong were maintaining a balance between these three forces, but absurdly, the center of these three forces was occupied by one person.

If Sogeomseon Sounhwi were to become the leader of the Martial Arts Federation, it would be no different from becoming the leader of all three major powers.

'Isn't it the case that the person who wins the gold medal is the problem?'

The entire power of the martial arts world is at risk of falling into the hands of a single person.

Even that golden statue was hidden behind the scenes and could not achieve what So Yun-hui was on the verge of achieving.

Lee Jeong-gyeom said to Baek Hyang-muk, who was looking serious.

[And I have one more thing to tell you.]

[…….What else?]

[I just found out about this, but the descendant of the swordsman who acted as the golden-eyed being that the master mentioned earlier is very similar to the aura of the small figure over there.]

[What?]

At his words, Baek Hyang-muk's eyes widened.

* * *

-Crack!

“Kkaaaak!”

What a tenacious life force.

Although not as much as Seo Bok, his body continued to regenerate even after being cut and crushed.

Of course, if you make it like this every time you play it, it'll be a total blast.

-You're really something.

What the hell.

Do you know how painful it is to have needles stuck in the vital points of your body?

It just returns the pain in full.

Now that you know the difference between yourself and me, I guess I'll stop here.

I left the upper part of the body, including the head, intact, and I stabbed the Southern Heavenly Sword into the guy's heart and said.

-Phuk!

“Ugh.”

“What is your identity?”

He spoke to me in pain at my question.

“Lord…kill me.”

“I’m going to kill you. But I’m going to kill you because I heard the truth coming out of your mouth.”

He looked at me as if he was sick of those words.

You're no pushover, keeping your mouth shut even after everything has come to this.

But there was something I guessed while Baek Hyang-muk was provoking him earlier.

“How did you plant the spirit in the fear sword?”

The guy's face hardened at my question.

This was the key point.

At first, I didn't know that the guy was a fake Lee Jeong-gyeom, and I thought that he had been taken over by the fear sword, so I tried to absorb him with Cheon-kwon.

But inside him, there was no white that should have been there.

“In the human body, the soul and the white are in balance. But your body didn’t have that.”

“………”

“That means you put your soul into the fear sword.”

The bastard's pupils shook slightly.

It seems my prediction was somewhat correct.

I kept telling that guy what I was guessing.

“You said it was about three hundred years ago… What is your relationship with the Self-Defense Forces?”

“…….”

“If the Golden Emperor knew about the fuse, he would have figured out my identity long ago. But he doesn’t. That clearly means that you have some kind of connection with the Jagyeongjeong.”

“…….What are you talking about?”

“Don’t be a jerk.”

-Phuk!

“Ugh!”

He cried out in pain as I swung my sword at him.

“If you know the fuse, then you must be a Taoist who is related to it. Who are you?”

His face shook in response to my question.

He's a man with quite a tight mouth.

Clearly this guy is related to the vigilantes.

But at that time, the Taoists who followed Jagyeongjeong were personally abolished by the eight masters, their martial arts were erased, their memories were erased, and they were sent out of the Taoist fuse.

-Aren't you one of them?

That can't be true.

They are further along in time than they are now.

There was no way the magic of the eight masters would be broken, and even if I were to regain my memories, I would never meet them in the current time zone.

Then who the hell is it?

At that time, the vigilantes not only cut off his head, but also completely burned his body.

There's no way he could have survived.

“Haa….haa….kill me. You….know….nothing…”

“Do you think there will be nothing?”

With those words, I turned my gaze away from the guy and nodded.

About twenty feet away, there was the real Lee Jeong-gyeom with Baek Hyang-muk.

The man's eyes widened when he saw this.

“If you don’t open your mouth, I’ll have to check the remaining white inside Lee Jeong-gyeom.”

You probably wouldn't have thought of that.

Even if it weren't you, there would have been a way to find out.

He shouted in frustration as he watched me laugh.

“As expected, you have to take everything from others to feel satisfied. Why is my whole body giving everything to someone like you…”

The excited guy was trying to say something.

It was that very moment.

-Woooow!

The space in front of my eyes shook and someone suddenly appeared and the fake Lee Jeong-gyeom cut off his head.

-Whack!

“Ugh!”

It appeared suddenly and there was no time to stop it.

'this!'

I swung my Namcheon Iron Sword at that guy.

Then the guy threw the new model backwards.

He was wearing a mask and a bamboo hat, but he dodged my sword.

They say you released the blood magic and brain energy adaptation, but how can you dodge my sword so easily?

-Pachichichichik!

I immediately caused the blood magic and brain energy to adapt again.

And as I was about to extend my sword towards him, the space shimmered and the guy who had been flying backwards was sucked in and disappeared.

When I saw this, I couldn't hide my embarrassment.

'The art of shrinking?'

Chukji method (縮地法).

This was definitely a magic trick.

This is a technique that can only be used when you have reached a level of Tao where you can move by folding space.

It was one of the things I could not learn, as I had not become a Taoist and had not practiced the Tao.

This is a high-level path that can only be achieved by practicing under the guidance of eight masters.

The surprise lasted only a moment, and my thoughts turned elsewhere.

'I killed him to shut his mouth. What's next for him…'

There was no time to think any further.

I immediately shot the new model at those priests.

-Pot!

It feels like the surroundings have stopped in the midst of such a tremendous amount of lightness.

If you perform lightness exercises while your brain is in compliance, the speed will be beyond imagination.

In the slowly flowing time, the space behind the real Lee Jeong-gyeom among the two priests rippled and a masked person wearing a ritual bamboo hat appeared.

Lee Jeong-gyeom and Baek Hyang-muk's heads were slowly turning.

But the masked man's sword was faster than that.

Before I knew it, I was about to reach Lee Jeong-gyeom's neck.

'Feng Yeonggwang Shinbo (風影光神步)!'

-Bash!

The moment it accelerated, my new form arrived in front of them.

'!!!'

The pupils of the unidentified person's eyes, visible through the gap in the mask, were growing larger.

“Where are you aiming!”

As I waved my hand, the bodies of Baek Hyang-muk and Lee Jeong-gyeom, who had been moving slowly, were thrown left and right by the profound energy.

-Paang!

“Ughhhhhh!”

“What the heck….”

As they bounced away, creating space, I extended my sword toward them without hesitation.

The panicked man hurriedly flew backwards and tried to perform the shrinking technique.

The space shook and the bastard's body was sucked in.

However, the red lightning sword strike that was on my outstretched sword was also sucked into it at the same time.

-Pachichichichik! Woof!

The bastard disappeared as if nothing had happened.

Time, which had been passing slowly, began to pass quickly again.

-Papak!

Baek Hyang-muk, who had been thrown away, corrected her posture with a falling technique and shouted at me.

“Hey, what was that just now?”

I don't know either.

However, it is a being that can perform the magic of contraction.

-What if I miss it?

I looked at the tip of the Nancheon Iron Sword, which was trembling in the aftermath of the red thunderbolt.

My sword strike definitely reached him.

* * *

A deep valley about two hundred li away from there.

As the space ripples,

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

Part of the valley was completely blown away by the sword strike loaded with red lightning.

As if a natural disaster had occurred, the valley was destroyed and the water that had been flowing down like a torrent splashed in all directions, causing a flood.

-Kwarrrrrr!

In that place, a black figure urgently pulled something out.

It was none other than a masked man wearing a bamboo hat.

He was the one whose entire body, except for the upper half above the chest, was blown away by a sword strike.

“Are you okay, Mr. Brain?”

In response to Inyoung's question, the masked man coughed and spoke.

“Cough… cough… that bastard’s power far exceeded my expectations.”

At his words, Inyoung looked at the destroyed valley and stuck out her tongue.

“Is this really the power of man?”

The masked man is also quite impressive.

I never thought that he would be able to penetrate the contraction technique and strike with such power.

Because of that, my body became like this and I couldn't move for almost several hours.

'I should have killed that bastard.'

It's already too late.

By the time your body recovers and you can use the contraction technique, the descendants of the sword master will have already absorbed your soul.

The masked man spoke to Inyoung, who was holding him.

“We have to hurry up with the plan.”

* * *

Baek Hyang-muk straightened her posture and asked me in a bewildered voice.

“What the hell was that just now? The space suddenly distorted…”

“I don’t know either.”

There was no reason to tell him about the magic of contraction.

Rather than that, I must quickly absorb the soul from the real Lee Jeong-gyeom.

“This guy.”

Lee Jeong-gyeom answered my call in an unnatural manner.

“Brother.”

what?

I felt a subtle awkwardness.

Are you afraid of my inaction?

I know you don't have that kind of personality.

First, we need to put out the urgent fire.

“Brother Lee. I will remove the sword spirit on behalf of the master right now. Come here.”

At that time, Baek Hyang-muk approached me and spoke seriously.

“You don’t have to act so hard. Aren’t you a descendant of the Sword Master?”

'!?'

As I was walking towards Lee Jeong-gyeom, I stopped for a moment.

How did you figure that out?

I spoke after taking my mind off things for a moment.

“What do you mean?”

Baek Hyang-muk shook her head at my words.

“I was curious about the fact that ‘that guy’ acted like you within the Martial Arts Federation even though there was a Sogeomseon, and that you were here when I went to look for Jeonggyeom.”

“……..”

Are you sure about that?

Unlike before, the gap was very short.

“I think there is a misunderstanding.”

At that time, Lee Jeong-gyeom said to me.

“First of all, I’m a small person. My sense of smell is several times more sensitive than other people’s, so I can accurately distinguish other people’s energy.”

“Can you tell the difference in energy?”

It was like looking at others through golden eyes.

Are you saying that you are that sensitive to emotions?

Wait a minute, then surely…..

Just in case, Lee Jeong-gyeom continued speaking.

“I know that not only is So Hyung a descendant of Geomseon, but he is also the Sojong master of Musangseong, Hound.”

'under…….'

For a moment I was speechless.

So you knew my identity back then?

But why didn't you say anything back then?

Lee Jeong-gyeom said to me, who was looking puzzled.

“…….At that time, I only knew that So-hyung was the disciple of Namcheon Geomgyeom and the youngest of the Ik-yang So family. So I thought he had his own story, so I kept quiet even to my teacher.”

Are you keeping quiet with your teacher?

It was said that he didn't even reveal it to Baek Hyang-muk.

“But now things are completely different.”

“The situation is different?”

“Isn’t So-hyung the successor of So-geom-seon, Blood Demon, and Musangseong?”

I kept my mouth shut at his words.

Who would have thought that my entire identity would be revealed to someone like this?

I didn't know this situation would come.

Baek Hyang-muk spoke to me with a serious expression.

“Descendant of the Sword Master, what is your purpose? You said you came forward to stop the ambitions of the Golden Emperor, but if this is how it is, I don’t know what the difference is between you and me.”

“The difference……..”

“Isn’t that right? If you become the leader of the Martial Arts Federation, the three major forces leading the current martial arts world will be in your hands alone.”

He looked at me as if he was concerned about that.

It's as if this is something that cannot be tolerated.

“And even so, can you truly say that you, as a descendant of Geomseon, are fighting for justice in the martial arts world?”

He asked me as if testing my honor.

At this I took a deep breath.

“Phew.”

And he said to Baek Hyang-muk.

“When did I say I would kill the Golden Emperor for justice?”

“What?”

“The goal of the bastard while he was sitting on the throne was to destroy the martial arts world. The reason he has hidden behind the scenes and not come forward until now is because he was afraid that I would show up again.”

He already knew that.

Baek Hyang-muk frowned and refuted.

“Even so, the entire martial arts world is in the hands of one person…”

“Is there anything I can’t do?”

At my words, Baek Hyang-muk and Lee Jeong-gyeom's eyes trembled.

Baek Hyang-muk spoke to me with a tense face, raising her spirits.

“Even though I have stepped down from my position as leader, I once sacrificed myself for the sake of the sect. How can I just stand by and watch all that power fall into the hands of one person?”

I smiled and said to him in a meaningful voice.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just eliminate political factions and achieve unification?”

'!!!'

ⓒ Hanjungwolya