Monochrome Sovereign (Novel) - Chapter 82 - Natural Enemy (7)
Chapter 82 – Natural Enemy (7)
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Translated by Heavenly Cat
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Thud!
Myeong Cheon’s body faltered and retreated.
Whoosh!
The energy that had been burning from his hand spread through his wrist, elbow, and shoulder, and in an instant, across his entire body.
Thump!
As he moved his steps to gain balance, the ground shook.
He had not particularly used a stomp nor performed a footwork. Even so, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.
Exhale.
Yeon Ho-jeong unknowingly looked up at the sky. White steam rose from his slightly parted mouth.
Whirring! Whirring! Whirring!
Beneath his clear skin, a transparent red light circulated through his entire body.
Ssssss!
The Black Tortoise Qi hid into the kidneys in surprise.
Whirring! Whirring!
The red light that wrapped around his entire body met the White Tiger Qi.
Whoosh!
Even though they were completely different energies, a sense of kinship was felt for some reason. The White Tiger Qi momentarily increased its power, wrapped around the red light, and settled into the heart.
Crackle! Crackle! Whoosh!
The center of his chest on his blood-stained robe burned in a circle.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His heart beat much more strongly than usual.
The force squeezing the blood vessels became terrifyingly strong. It felt as if the blood squeezed out once circulated through the entire body dozens of times in an instant.
It was hot.
His heartbeat quickened, and his body temperature rose. Even though it was a temperature that could not be endured by a human body, the red light raised Yeon Ho-jeong’s body temperature even further.
Ssssss!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body blurred in an instant. This was because his extremely heated body met the cold air and was emitting steam.
Myeong Cheon, and the Dead Swords.
Furthermore, even the Red Dragon Army lining up behind the carriage.
They were all looking at Yeon Ho-jeong. However, none of them could move.
‘…!’
They had to swing their swords immediately. They had to kill him right now.
Their emotions were shouting thus.
However, another emotion that rushed in like a tidal wave behind those emotions dyed with killing intent forced their actions.
It was fear.
Sssssssss!
Within the murky steam, red radiance flickered wildly.
Whoosh!
At some point, the murky steam cleared, and in that place, a young man surrounded by red energy was crouching.
Thump!
The sound of the heart beating was heard like thunder in everyone’s ears.
Thump! Thump!
Yeon Ho-jeong slowly raised his upper body.
Whoosh!
A white wind that rose from beneath his feet shot the heat that had spread throughout his body high into the sky.
It was a whirlwind of red and white, or scarlet and white. The wind of the Southern Heaven, containing the heat of the Sun God, wailed in joy.
“Yes, you have come even before the Eastern Heaven.”
Vermilion Bird.
The Vermilion Bird of the Four Gods is the incarnation of fire of Bing-Wu and symbolizes summer. Among the five viscera and six bowels, it is in charge of the heart and makes life force vigorous.
The White Tiger maximizes lung capacity to gain powerful physical strength, bones and muscles, and immense recovery power.
The Black Tortoise pulls out turbid Qi to thoroughly protect the body and at the same time prepares the posture to bring out the best among the worst.
However, the offensive and defensive abilities and physical stability did not reach their peak with only the energy of the White Tiger and the Black Tortoise.
The best safety is, in short, seeking survival by killing before being killed. That is the martial art of the battlefield and the true significance of the killing method.
The White Tiger Qi, which has accepted the Qi between heaven and earth, synchronizes with the Vermilion Bird Qi and creates an explosive output. It is to implement the art of Heavenly Killing that burns the enemy like a ray of light with an extreme improvement in cardiopulmonary ability and infinite output.
That is the Vermilion Bird.
Killing before being killed, and killing the killed enemy again. Among the martial arts of the Four Gods Martial Arts, it is the fastest and most vicious.
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.
Whoosh!
Myeong Cheon felt an unknown thirst in an instant.
It was hot. He was thirsty. It felt as if the moisture in his body had completely evaporated.
He received such a feeling as soon as that brat opened his eyes and glared at him.
“I have waited.”
Boom!
Yeon Ho-jeong, holding his axe, took a robust step.
It was the White Tiger’s Sovereign Step.
“I’ll finish it soon.”
Myeong Cheon’s face distorted once again.
Although he overwhelmed the audience with an even more mysterious air, Myeong Cheon’s killing intent was also not dead yet.
“What kind of trick is this!”
Whoosh!
Myeong Cheon’s physical body disappeared.
It was a great movement technique. A movement technique that implements this level of speed would be rare even if one searched the entire Murim.
But it was visible to Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.
Myeong Cheon’s movements, the direction he was headed even before he moved, were seen as red lines.
And even with what martial art and where he would aim.
Clang!
Myeong Cheon’s eyes widened.
A strike aimed at the rear was countered with the same strike.
It was a tremendous reaction speed. But what was even greater was the destructive power emitted from the axe.
“Urgh!”
Boom!
Myeong Cheon’s body flew far away and crashed into the ground.
“Eek!”
Somehow regaining his posture, he prepared the Phoenix Ascending Heaven Sword once again.
‘…?!’
Myeong Cheon’s eyes bulged as if they would tear.
Yeon Ho-jeong had disappeared.
‘Where?’
Boom!
“Kehak!”
Myeong Cheon vomited blood and was bounced to the side.
Thud!
Yeon Ho-jeong, who appeared at the place where he was bounced, struck his fist into his abdomen. It was a strike that went in properly, enough for the fist to dig in up to the wrist.
“Blegh!”
Myeong Cheon vomited blood.
The fire Qi rising from the abdomen decomposed the Phoenix Qi and passed through, battering all his five viscera and six bowels.
It was a terrifying infiltration force. It could not be blocked with Phoenix Qi.
‘Ho-how on earth did this guy…?’
Moreover, what was this speed? Just when did he run all the way here?
Myeong Cheon gritted his teeth and thrust out the Phoenix Hand.
Boom!
The innocent palm force smashed the ground.
Yeon Ho-jeong had already disappeared from that spot. He had escaped outside the hit range of the Phoenix Hand, a distance of thirty-one feet.
It was a jaw-dropping speed. Within the combat area, he seemed even faster than the Phoenix Flying through Heaven.
“This is the Blood Wing Sweeping Heavens.”
It is not a movement technique but a footwork.
As a footwork specialized in annihilating the enemy, it pursues moving at extreme speed using explosive power. It is simple but that fast. Among the footwork of the Four Gods, it was the footwork that consumed internal energy the most.
And the attack.
Whoosh!
The sound of the atmosphere tearing was much sharper than expected.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who advanced while breaking the wall of air, stood at Myeong Cheon’s side in an instant.
Myeong Cheon instinctively swung his sword.
Clang, clang, clang!
The weapons of the two people collided and created real sparks.
‘Ugh!’
Myeong Cheon retreated falteringly.
He was overwhelmed by force. And what created that force was speed, and what made that speed possible was the Vermilion Bird Qi that heated his heart.
Whoosh!!
In Myeong Cheon’s eyes, Yeon Ho-jeong was seen rapidly expanding.
“You son of a bitch!”
The great sword drew a cross. It was the Flying Phoenix Cross Blade of the Phoenix Ascending Heaven Sword.
Flash! Rumble!
The cross sword Qi completely destroyed the carriage he had ridden.
It was a powerful sword technique. He performed such a martial art even though the infiltrated Vermilion Bird Qi disrupted his internal energy operation. Truly, it was a martial art worthy of the clan head of the Number One Clan under Heaven.
‘He is strong indeed.’
Even if he was possessed by madness, even if he was pushed back in the psychological battle, even if his internal energy operation was restricted.
Even so, Myeong Cheon was strong. Even though he had cut down the opponent’s ability by more than half, it was difficult to be sure of superiority in a frontal match.
This was exactly the clan head of the Seven Great Clans. He was the master of the Number One Clan under Heaven.
However.
“Your martial art will also be collected by me, a Grandmaster.”
Thud!
It was the Linked Flying Swallow Palm that struck up while pressing the middle section. Myeong Cheon vomited blood and floated in the air.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was glaring at him with fierce eyes, poured Vermilion Bird Qi into the axe.
The Black Tortoise is a defensive technique, and the White Tiger is an offensive technique. Then what is the Vermilion Bird?
It is an instant-kill technique.
The ruler of the Southern Heaven, holding flames, the calamity of the Fire God, exploded on Myeong Cheon’s body.
Thud, thud, thud!
“Aaaaagh!”
A large amount of fresh blood splattered in all directions.
Whoosh. Thump!
Myeong Cheon rolled on the ground.
His entire body was bloodstained. His body, mangled by the slashes of the six-foot great axe, was extremely gruesome. He did not die, but he was in a state where he could not move either.
Yeon Ho-jeong stood gallantly, and Myeong Cheon rolled miserably on the ground.
Thus, the match was decided.
“Exhale!”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face turned pale.
‘I overdid it.’
He was cut twice by Myeong Cheon’s sword. They were sword wounds deep enough to dig through the blood vessels and reach the bone.
He woke up the Vermilion Bird Qi while in a state of severe internal injuries and suppressed the enemy with explosive movements. He felt as if his head were spinning.
Fizzle.
This was exactly the end.
The mysterious wave of Qi that was emitted from Yeon Ho-jeong’s body soon became quiet. The three types of God Qi were scattering.
The Dead Swords and the Red Dragon Army, who were blankly watching the match of the two people, only then regained their senses.
“Th-this can’t be!”
Myeong Jeok-ryang shouted loudly.
“What are you all doing! Kill him right now!”
“Kill him!”
The Dead Swords rushed toward Yeon Ho-jeong. The Red Dragon Army, who were lined up in the rear, also drew their swords and sabers.
It was a desperate moment.
“Stop!”
Boom!
A lightning-like streak of sword Qi controlled the front of the Dead Swords.
Yeon Ho-jeong raised his head.
“Eldest Young Master! Are you alright?!”
Yeon Ho-jeong laughed bitterly.
“You finally broke the seal.”
Whoosh!
A dignified momentum bloomed from Shin Mo’s body.
It was an energy completely different from the power he originally possessed. It was the manifestation of the Dragon Robe Divine Art, one of the Five Great Divine Arts of the Yeon Clan.
Shin Mo shouted.
“Goshawk Squad, protect the Eldest Young Master!”
“Understood!”
Whoosh!
They were people who had been dazed by Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial art, which showed a god-like and overwhelming match. Only then did they draw their swords with the determination to die in order to escort Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
‘This is not good.’
The Dead Swords are one thing, but it would be burdensome to block even the Red Dragon Army. Probably even if the warriors waiting in the rear joined, a chaotic battle would break out.
At that time, as if waiting, a loud voice erupted.
“Warriors of the Myeong Clan, the Public Enemy of Murim, kneel on that spot!”
“Waaaaah!”
From the rear of the Red Dragon Army, hundreds of warriors jumped in with full force.
It was an amazing number. Each one of them performed a disciplined movement technique, and they looked very experienced.
And at their lead were Ga Deuk-sang and Yi Cheol-gyeong.
Ga Deuk-sang shouted again.
“Warriors of the Myeong Clan, everyone kneel on that spot! You have been declared as the Public Enemy of Murim!”
Astonishment was cast on Myeong Jeok-ryang’s face.
“Wh-what did you say?!”
“The Temporary Murim Alliance has declared the Nine States Myeong Clan as the Public Enemy of Murim! If you resist, none of you will escape death!”
“What kind of bullshit is that!!”
Ga Deuk-sang’s eyes flashed.
He held up a letter from his chest.
“It is a formal order stamped with the official seals of the leaders of the Nine Sects One Gang, and the Seven Great Clans!”
“…”
“Put down your weapons right now! If even one resists, a hunt-down order will be issued for everyone belonging to the Myeong Clan after this time!”
Myeong Jeok-ryang’s face turned pale.
A beggar with eight knots, the successor of the Beggars’ Gang. Not to mention the four words “Public Enemy of Murim” from such a person’s mouth, even a hunt-down order was mentioned.
The flustered Dead Swords and the Red Dragon Army looked at Myeong Jeok-ryang.
‘Th-this!’
They could not know exactly how the situation was turning out.
Ga Deuk-sang raised the corners of his mouth.
“You won’t put them down?”
“…”
“Fine, it seems the Myeong Clan will have their heads cut off because of you.”
Ga Deuk-sang said to Yi Cheol-gyeong.
“Gate Leader Yi! Send a letter to the Abbot right now! Tell him to issue a hunt-down order for the entire Myeong Clan!”
“I understand.”
Myeong Jeok-ryang was startled.
“Wa-wait a moment! I will put them down! I said I will put them down, so wait!”
“You bastard! You should have done that earlier!”
Ga Deuk-sang looked back at Yeon Ho-jeong with a jubilant face.
He slightly gave a thumbs up.
“Am I cool?”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
“I did all the hard work, so what.”
“Cut the crap, you crazy man. Didn’t you say you wanted to fight?”
“I have nothing to say.”
“Kekekeke.”
Ga Deuk-sang, who was giggling and laughing for a while, tilted his head.
“Huh? What are you doing?”
Yeon Ho-jeong stood up holding the axe. It looked difficult to even move one step.
“Why don’t you rest? You look like you’re about to die.”
“I have work left.”
“Work? What work?”
“Revenge.”
“…Eh?”
Yeon Ho-jeong walked toward the fallen Myeong Cheon.
His gaze was dyed with ferocious killing intent.
“That guy said he would chop my limbs into pieces. Thinking about it, I thought that would be a decent revenge.”
“…?!”
“I’m telling you in advance, don’t think about stopping me. I purposely didn’t kill him.”