Chapter 343

Episode 343:

The road to Wudang Mountain. Zhuge Yan’s face was covered in cold sweat. Concentrating and following the faint traces alone was enough to tire me out physically and mentally, but it was even more frustrating because the distance between me and the other person was hardly closing.

“Ugh... I don’t know who it is, but it’s pretty fast.”

“But the traces are getting darker.”

Kwon Moo-jin looked down at his feet and mumbled.

The faint traces were slowly becoming clearer. This means that, although little by little, the distance from those ahead is being shortened.

“There’s more enemies than you think.”

“I guess so.” Zhuge Yan shook his shoulders and looked at the traces.

I didn’t notice it when the traces were faint, but now that I see it, there are quite a few of them. This means that the number is too small to capture and lead the world’s most advanced ambassadors.

Then there is one conclusion.

Either they are as strong as the masters called the Five Emperors, or they are following someone else’s traces.

‘Even if I guess his level, it’s not at the level where he can beat Ambassador Seon Jin.’

Traces here and there can give some idea of the opponent’s strength.

According to Zhuge Yan’s guess, those who left these traces seemed to be lower than the Seven Stars or the Ten Masters.

Therefore, I suspected that it might be the traces of someone completely different.

However, since it was the same direction as the evil beasts would have gone, I had no choice but to follow them. Since I couldn’t find any other traces until now, I couldn’t miss this, which was the only clue.

Kakakang-!

Soon, a sound was heard from far away. Jegal Yeon and Kwon Mujin, frowning, stopped in place.

I quietly closed my eyes and concentrated my senses.

Quite a distance from here.

Judging from the sounds that were being heard, it seemed like it was just a corner. The intense clashing made it feel like it was a fight between experts.

Jegal Yeon opened his eyes and looked at Kwon Mujin.

“Let’s go!”

“okay.”

The situation was strange.

If you were an expert who could hold on to the advanced team, you would have been able to easily subdue them, but the sound of metal was coming out violently.

It felt like a battle of skill.

Or is it just a piece of paper?

Zhuge Yan’s expression became deeper and deeper.

His feet became faster, but he completely hid his presence and approached while trying to avoid being caught by the opponent.

Kakakang!

“You guys!”

“Tsk!”

Eventually we arrived there.

And I was speechless as I looked at the scenery unfolding before my eyes. They were people who appeared to be members of the Murim League and the Cheondohoe.

Even in Tangmunhye and Cheondohoe, there were people who could be called quite experts.

Among the people of the Murim League, there were three Shaolin monks, and the only one who seemed to have survived Kunlun, which once collapsed, was a shaman master.

Those gathered like that were facing off with others, keeping their distance from each other.

There are at most five people wearing blood robes.

However, perhaps he was stronger than all of them combined, and he managed to block them without being pushed back.

They were holding on regardless of Tang Mun-hye’s vicious attacks.

It’s like...

‘like a doll.’

The eyes seen through the blunt gaze are unfocused. The movement was pretty good, but it felt somehow foreign.

‘The martial arts... Kunlun?’

Zhuge Yan’s eyes hardened.

One man practiced the martial arts of Kunlun, and the other used the martial arts of Shaolin.

If so, it means that those wearing blood robes are also people from the old file room.

But Zhuge Yan shook his head.

‘I really don’t like it, but... one skill is the best.’

I glanced to the side.

As expected, Kwon Moo-jin also showed a very different appearance from before.

I had only learned how to deal with those performing physical examinations, but suddenly I felt as if my martial arts had improved by more than two levels.

I thought it was probably thanks to Dan Woo-hyun, who made up for all of the shortcomings the two had while dealing with those conducting the examination.

Honam Danga.

It was Dan Woo-hyeon who made Jang Sam-tae, the weakest among them, suddenly have the skills to play among top experts, so I wondered if this was also the case.

‘Of course, you can’t lose to a guy like that, right?’

Thinking of that, Zhuge Yan stretched out his sword even more vigorously.

Jang Sam-tae, who was sitting leisurely, picked his ears and frowned. My ears were so itchy that I thought someone was swearing at me.

Without realizing it, I frowned and spat on the ground.

“What kind of kite are you? To die?” Jang Sam-tae trembled with authority as if he were a king.

But hearing that story was nothing but silence. Dan Woo-hyeon disappeared and was nowhere to be seen, and Sado Hak and Nam Gung-cheon went fishing with Mae-hyang and Dan So-mi.

Seeing the way he boasted, ‘Today I’m going to catch something bigger than the dansom!’, I thought he might just catch a baby minnow.

So, for the first time in a long time, I am lying down and taking a rest. Jang Sam-tae, lying on the veranda, picked his nose and muttered.

“Oh my gosh, old man. If you sweep like that, dust will fly. dust! “How will you take responsibility if our Somi drinks dust?”

Jeok Museong looked at Jang Samtae upon hearing the sound.

I don’t know if it was because my liver was swollen right after I ran away from home and because of what I had experienced recently, or because I was excited about Dan Woo-hyeon’s absence, but I was acting excessively.

It seemed as if the opponent was not even aware of the fact that he was the enemy of the world.

Jeok Mu-seong smiled.

“Haha then how should I sweep it?”

“...Well, shouldn’t I just use it here and there? “Like this and that.”

Jang Sam-tae, perhaps sensing what Jeok Museong was thinking, did not step forward and only pretended to do so. Perhaps it was his intention to gently entice someone by asking them to show him an example.

Jang Sam-tae chuckled, expressing his pity on Jeok Museong’s head.

Jeok Mu-seong very easily sensed the meaning of that smile. Since he had dealt with and met more people than Jang Sam-tae, he could easily sense when someone was laughing at him.

Jeok Museong let out a long sigh. Then I looked up at the sky.

It was unusually hot today and I was irritated.

I gently lifted the broom in my hand.

I looked around to check and it seemed to be quite solid.

Jang Sam-tae, who had been lying still, slowly stood up while looking at this.

There is a thing called feeling.

This is something that only someone who has been beaten every day can feel. Jeok Museong’s expression seemed once again benevolent, but the look in his eyes as he held the broom was somehow harsh.

“Hehehe, look carefully. “This is how I write it.”

Jang Sam-tae quickly approached Jeokmuseong, snatched the broom, and began sweeping the yard. He had a rather shrewd expression and was breaking into a cold sweat without knowing why.

Perhaps because of Jeok Museong’s glaring gaze, sweat pours down like rain, to the point where you could take a bath.

Jeok Museong nodded willingly and sat down on the veranda.

Then he looked at Jang Sam-tae, who was working hard in the yard, and smiled.

“I heard you are learning the martial arts of Jeongma together?”

“Hehehe, it’s at a ridiculous level.”

“Of course it is.”

‘Rotten old man...’

Jang Sam-tae cursed inwardly and frowned. I said it in a low tone, saying it was at an absurd level, but when I nodded, I realized I was angry for no reason.

Well, from Oh Hwang’s perspective, it was something that anyone could see.

At that time, Jeok Museong smiled.

“You... learn the martial arts of Sapa.”

“I don’t like it.”

Jang Sam-tae stubbornly shook his head and stepped back.

However, it was impossible to avoid the approaching enemy force by stepping back.

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