Chapter 118. Five Dragons Fight for a Pearl (14)

Chapter 118. Five Dragons Fight for a Pearl (14)

From what Woo-Moon had just personally seen, the martial skills of the Wind Sword Squadron members were incredible. So much so that he wondered why they hadn’t been selected to compete for the Righteous Warrior Squadron.

“And who the hell are you supposed to be, you bastard?!” the bald young man shouted.

As if he didn’t want to lose to Woo-Moon, he opened his mouth wide as he yelled, and even the blood vessels in his neck were obviously swelling.

Woo-Moon refused to back up and responded by shouting in the same manner, “I am your new captain!”

Although Woo-Moon told the bald young man that he was the captain, the bald young man didn’t show any signs of shock or respect.

“And? The hell do you want me to do with that?!”

“How dare you talk down to your captain?”

The two took turns yelling back and forth.

“Fuck off! I’m busy, so go stay quiet!”

After shouting one last time, the bald young man rushed toward the white-clothed young man and Young Master Tang again and resumed fighting. Then, the young man who had been plucking the gayageum started fighting Mu Bi again as well.

The sleeping beauty hadn’t woken up even when Woo-Moon and the bald young man had been shouting back and forth, and she was still the same now.

Things didn’t change in any way from before Woo-Moon entered.

“These brats really have some balls!”

Woo-Moon decided he couldn’t let things go on like this anymore. He rushed forward using his movement technique and entered the hall.

He first aimed for where the three-way melee was taking place.

The white-clothed young man noticed Woo-Moon and swung his scissors sharply, aiming to cleave through his shoulder.

The blades of the scissors were so long that they seemed that they could cut through the waist of more than one person at the same time, and his attack was even sharper than Woo-Moon could have expected!

He was sure of it now. These people’s skills were comparable to those of Cheong Oh and Yu Cho—people considered strong even within the Righteous Warrior Squadron.

However, Cheong Oh and Yu Cho weren’t qualified for Woo-Moon’s attention in the first place.

His figure blurred as he deftly took a step toward the side of the white-clothed young man. Grabbing him by the collar, Woo-Moon tossed him to the other side.

“Huh??!”

As the white-clothed young man was flying over Woo-Moon’s head, three of Young Master Tang’s hidden weapons flew out with a sharp screech as they pierced toward the white-clothed young man.

Even as Woo-Moon was teaching his fresh subordinate a lesson, he still easily noticed Young Master Tang’s attack and used Raging Wind with his free hand.

Thwack, thwack, thwack!

It was as if the hidden weapons had hit a tree. Immediately after, the sound of the white-clothed young man hitting the ground filled the room.

THUD!

“Ugh!”

“You dare! AHHH!!!”

The bald young man rushed forward, sticking out his shoulder as if he was about to use the Leaning Iron Mountain technique.

“Hmpf!”

Woo-Moon sneered and leaped forward, and his figure blurred again.

As the bald young man was momentarily taken aback by Woo-Moon’s movement, Woo-Moon sank down and swept forward with his foot, kicking the bald young man’s legs out from underneath him. The young man fell forward.

“Agk!”

Woo-Moon rose up and stomped hard on one side of a floor plank, causing the other side of the plank to rise upward.

Thunk!

The heavy bald young man was hit square by the plank and sent flying into the air. It was right at this moment that Woo-Moon sensed five hidden projectiles approaching him!

They were the hidden weapons that Young Master Tang had thrown! Each hidden weapon flew toward him from different directions and at different speeds. Both from sight and thanks to the instincts granted by the Forbidden Divine Art, Woo-Moon guessed that two of the hidden weapons were covered in poison as well.

Judging by the intensity of the warning he felt, it seemed as though it wasn’t a strong poison, but rather a type of qi suppression drug.

Woo-Moon grabbed the wooden plank he had used to hit the bald young man and held it firmly, standing solidly on the ground and only moving his upper body.

In Young Master Tang’s eyes, it seemed as though Woo-Moon’s upper body had suddenly divided itself into five parts before merging back into one, with all five of the hidden weapons embedded into the plank.

“Wha—”

As Young Master Tang shouted, Woo-Moon’s figure blurred a third time and rushed him with frightening speed, grabbing Young Master Tang by the collar and throwing him straight toward the ceiling.

BANG!

“Agk!”

Now that he thought about it, it really was surprising how much Woo-Gang had grown recently.

However...

“Huh?”

The approaching beauty suddenly stopped her steps and fell asleep. Then, the feeling that he had felt until just a moment ago, as if he was facing an unsheathed sword, vanished in an instant.

The moment Woo-Moon was about to tilt his head in confusion a light flashed from the beauty’s waist.

“Heup!”

Woo-Moon hurriedly bent over backward to avoid a lightning-fast sword strike that seemed to cut through light.

‘Woohoo, that’s pretty incredible, isn’t it? She’s actually faster than little Woo-Gang!’

When her swift sword strike missed, the beauty quickly retreated three steps backward, widening the distance between them before getting into an appropriate stance to unleash her swift sword again.

Swish, swish.

The beauty walked slowly, like a lazy cat.

In complete contrast, her qi was as sharp as a freshly-honed razor.

‘When is she going to attack?’

The beauty gradually grew closer.

‘Right now? No... now!’

However, she fell asleep in the middle of her approach again. Moreover, it wasn’t like she was just pretending, either. Woo-Moon wasn’t one to be fooled by something like that. Her breathing pattern was unquestionably that of someone deeply asleep, and her sharp qi and fighting spirit were completely gone.

“What the hell is go—”

As soon as Woo-Moon said that, another light flashed.

‘Again!’

Woo-Moon was really curious as to how the beauty could unleash such a sharp blow with such incredible speed from that deep sleep state.

Although the people gathered in the pavilion were all unique and amazing in their own ways, this beauty seemed to be the best among them.

However, just like before, Woo-Moon dodged her swift sword strike. Moreover, this time, he followed in step as she tried to retreat to open up the distance once again.

‘How should I handle this one?’

He had to subdue her, but it seemed a little difficult to do so in the same way as the others.

After finally making up his mind, Woo-Moon rushed in faster than she retreated and struck at her acupoints.

Swish!

Her sword cut through the air, aiming at Woo-Moon’s forehead. He formed a sword with his hand, coating it in aura and trying to deflect her blade.

However, at the same time, the half-awake beauty’s eyes closed once more. Her powerful sword suddenly slowed and fell straight down, slashing at Woo-Moon’s chest.

“Wha—”

Woo-Moon was flustered.

The change in the beauty’s attack was impossibly sudden. Woo-Moon’s surprise and embarrassment were even greater, as Woo-Moon had simply guessed the trajectory of her swift sword and acted accordingly. He had done so almost automatically as he trusted his own skills to that degree.

Thus, as the change was something he never could have imagined, he was unable to dodge a slow blow that could have been easily blocked or avoided otherwise even if it was much faster.

A long tear split his clothes at the chest.

Then, the beauty’s closed eyes opened again as a fierce sword attack flashed out once more.

Aside from dealing with an Absolute Master, Woo-Moon had never been so nervous and struggling as he was now, and he even broke into a cold sweat.

It wasn’t because her martial skills were all that unbelievable. Yes, she was among the strongest young talents he knew, but she was still relatively weak compared to the Blood-Soaked Buddha Monster, Baek Hye-Ryeong, or Mu Heon.

However, she had something they didn’t have—an irregularity to her attacks that greatly flustered Woo-Moon.

‘D-damn it. I guess this is how people must feel dealing with my Raging Wind.’

In the end, Woo-Moon was able, albeit with great difficulty, to press her acupoints thanks to the stark difference in their cultivation.

“Whew. That was fucking exhausting.”

“Ugh... And here I thought it was great when Xiahou Jinxian left.... At least when Xiahou Jinxian was here, we could do anything we wanted, given how weak he was. With you, things will be more difficult,” Mu Bi said as he stood up, holding his head with both hands.

As he spoke, Mu Bi stared at Woo-Moon. He didn’t seem to remember Woo-Moon whatsoever. However, Woo-Moon was taken aback.

“You... haven’t I seen you before?”

1. The Baihui acupoint is at the center of one’s skull and is the center meeting point of many meridians. ☜