Chapter 450 : Chapter 450

Vol 2 Chapter 90. I’ve Found You (1)

Hwangbo ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Wicheon’s expression hardened.

‘Did ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍I just get pushed back by that young brat’s attack? Me?’

He ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍couldn’t believe it.

He ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍had been pushed back two steps by the attack of a young brat who had probably just turned twenty, if that.

He, ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the sixth disciple of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

While ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍he was in a daze, more people began to appear one after another.

Most of them were young brats who had not yet reached the age of thirty.

When they had all arrived, one of them stepped forward and said.

“Twin Dragon Squad, prepare for battle!”

At that, everyone drew their weapons and showed their fighting spirit.

They then naturally formed a protective line around the fallen head of the Jaegal Clan and its members, blocking the Hwangbo Clan.

“…How absurd.”

Watching the scene, Hwangbo Wicheon slowly walked forward and said.

“What is your affiliation?”

At that, the one who had shouted commands to the others stepped forward and said.

“We are the Twin Dragon Squad, an armed force belonging to the outer hall of the Murim Alliance.”

“The Murim Alliance?”

“I am Namgung Jin, the Vice Captain of the Twin Dragon Squad. And….”

Mun Yul, who naturally stood next to Namgung Jin, spoke calmly.

“The other Vice Captain, Mun Yul of the Twin Dragon Sect.”

As they introduced themselves, Hwangbo Wicheon let out a hollow laugh.

“Right. I heard the rumors. You’re the brats who won first and second place at the Shaolin martial arts tournament this time.”

The news of what had happened at Shaolin had already spread throughout the world.

Naturally, these two, the winner and runner-up, had also made a name for themselves.

However….

“Kekekek…. How absurd.”

Hwangbo Wicheon covered his face with his hand and said with a laugh.

“Brats who were just playing around at a talent show for kids dare to block the path of this Hwangbo Wicheon? How dare you!”

His voice, imbued with internal energy, echoed loudly all around.

The martial artists of the Jaegal Clan, who were injured and weak, vomited blood just from the aftershock.

Hwangbo Wicheon’s internal strength was that great.

However….

“If you want to be respected for your age in Jianghu, shouldn’t you at least uphold the ways of a human?”

“What did you say?”

“Or at least have the skill to back it up.”

“Hoho….”

At the words of Namgung Jin and Mun Yul, Hwangbo Wicheon let out an empty laugh.

He too had already strayed from the righteous path for the sake of revenge.

But still, looking at the brat before him, he had no choice but to say this.

“The brats these days are truly ill-mannered.”

And he clenched his fist and said.

“As an elder of Jianghu, I will educate this ill-mannered junior….”

BOOM!

Before Hwangbo Wicheon could finish his words, Mun Yul became a flash of light and attacked him.

“Th-… this brat.”

“You talk too much. If you’re an enemy, you should just fight….”

“What did you say?”

“Talking a lot before a fight is the twenty-eighth thing our Bong-gong dislikes.”

“……”

Who is your Bong-gong?

And why does he dislike so many things?

He wanted to ask, but he couldn’t.

Because….

“Die!”

The power and speed of this young brat’s sword were too extraordinary to argue with.

The sharp slashes that split into hundreds and flew at him.

Each and every one was a threat.

Hwangbo Wicheon imbued his fists with Gang Qi and quickly parried the attacks.

“This brat!”

KABOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Hwangbo Wicheon’s fists and Mun Yul’s twin swords clashed head-on.

And….

“Twin Dragon Squad! Defeat the enemy and protect the Jaegal Clan!”

At the same time as Namgung Jin’s command, the other members of the Twin Dragon Squad also charged toward the Hwangbo Clan.

“Ooooh!”

“All of you die!”

The fire of war, which had been in a lull for a moment, was reignited.

***

In terms of forces, it didn't make sense.

Even if the members of the Twin Dragon Squad were rising stars carefully selected from each sect, and even if they had been strengthened through repeated training under the great demon of hell, Patrick, there were only twenty of them.

In comparison, the enemy, despite having suffered quite a few losses in the process of invading the Jaegal Clan, still had over seventy members remaining.

The numbers alone were three to one.

On top of that, the elders of the Hwangbo Clan were individuals whose martial prowess was at least at the supreme level.

It was a seemingly reckless act to charge head-on in a situation where both quantity and quality were inferior.

However….

“Haaat!”

“This brat!”

Unexpectedly, the situation was not that bad.

Even when Namgung Min’s heavy sword and the Hwangbo Clan elder’s fist collided, the result was a stalemate.

How?

Had Namgung Min grown so much through Patrick’s teachings that he could compete with an elder of the Hwangbo Clan?

That was impossible.

Although he had improved remarkably compared to before, Namgung Min’s skills were still far from that level.

However….

‘Mmm…. I’m lacking in strength.’

The elders of the Hwangbo Clan had already exhausted a great deal of their internal strength in the process of passing through the Jaegal Clan’s formations.

The internal strength they had consumed while holding out in the Eight Trigrams Formation at the end was particularly critical.

They had consumed a tremendous amount of internal energy to survive in a crisis where they could have died if they hadn't struggled with all their might.

As a result, the power contained in his fist qi now was less than half of its usual strength.

It was a result brought about by the variable of a real battle.

Still, befitting an elder, he was making up for the lack of internal strength with experience.

But it was a difficult situation to gain an advantage.

And….

“Kuaaack!”

“You bastards…. Ugh!”

If the elders of the Hwangbo Clan were in such a state, what about the regular martial artists?

The screams of the Hwangbo Clan warriors who couldn't withstand the attacks of the Twin Dragon Squad and were falling were heard here and there.

‘Kuk….’

The tide of battle was overwhelmingly unfavorable for the Hwangbo Clan.

However, that was because a variable had not yet intervened.

“Do you not intend to fight?”

In the midst of the chaotic battle where everyone was entangled, Namgung Jin was facing off against a single man, keeping a close watch on him.

A monster with his face covered by a green hood.

Myriad Poisons Young Master, Dang Gyegwang, the fifth disciple of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

Namgung Jin, who had just arrived, did not know his identity.

But he could tell just from the aura he exuded that he was no ordinary person.

That was why he had decided to step forward and face him himself.

However….

“……”

The opponent didn't even give him a glance.

Instead, he was staring intently at another place.

Yet Namgung Jin could not rashly attack.

That was how overwhelming the difference in their skills was revealed to be.

‘If I had completed my sword, I would be able to fight even a monster like this….’

He was trying to create the Emperor Sword Form he desired with Patrick's advice.

But for Namgung Jin, whose results were still meager, he could not rashly launch a preemptive strike against the monster before him.

Just facing off like this was the best he could do right now.

On the other hand….

“Uwaaaaaah!”

“This brat!”

KABOOOM!

There was one who was fiercely clashing with Hwangbo Wicheon.

The grand disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect and the other Vice Captain of the Twin Dragon Squad, Mun Yul.

He was currently engaged in a battle more fierce than anyone else.

Strength against strength.

If one were to describe their duel in a single phrase, this would be the most fitting.

Hwangbo Wicheon’s fist was a hegemon's fist created in pursuit of extreme power.

And the Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms that Mun Yul used was also a sword art that focused on power and speed.

In other words, their duel unfolded in a manner of clashing as if to say, ‘Let’s see who breaks first.’

What was surprising was….

“Haaaaaaah!”

“This damn….”

This was working.

Hwangbo Wicheon clenched his teeth as he blocked Mun Yul’s attack with his fists.

KABOOOM!

With an impact like a rock shattering, the two were simultaneously pushed back.

It was truly an even match.

“How on earth does this make sense!”

Hwangbo Wicheon shouted as if it were unfair.

The opponent was a child who hadn't lived even half, no, a third of his life.

For such a child to clash head-on with him and have a contest of strength?

It was impossible.

Normally, he should have vomited blood and collapsed when they exchanged their first moves.

“Focus!”

But what was this brat?

Seeing him charge forward even more fiercely without showing any signs of difficulty, he was at a loss for words.

No matter how famous a rising star he was, this was impossible.

Meanwhile, it wasn't just Hwangbo Wicheon who was surprised by this situation.

‘To think this is possible.’

Mun Yul himself was also very surprised by the current situation.

The opponent was the head of the Hwangbo Clan.

In terms of age and position in Jianghu, he should have been an opponent he couldn't face yet.

But….

‘It’s much more manageable than I thought.’

While fighting Hwangbo Wicheon, Mun Yul rarely felt that he was lacking in strength.

No, on the contrary, the overflowing power in his body confirmed that he still had plenty of strength to spare.

The reason was clear.

‘This is the Twin Dragons Heaven and Earth Primordial Heart Law.’

In the past, the Radiant Dragon Great Master Jin Cheon already possessed skills comparable to the elders and sect masters of the Nine Sects One Gang or the Five Great Families from the time he was around twenty.

While the other brats of his age were playing at being the Seven Dragons or Four Phoenixes, the Radiant Dragon Great Master Jin Cheon was playing on a different level.

No matter how monstrous a talent one possessed, internal strength was something that was hard to overcome the wall of time with.

What made that possible was the effect of the Twin Dragons Heaven and Earth Primordial Heart Law.

It was a peerless divine art that was by no means inferior in terms of qi output compared to any other internal energy heart law in the world.

That was why, when he was in the supreme state, he had already been able to defeat masters of the State of Harmony.

And upon reaching the State of Harmony, he had been able to achieve victory even against masters of the State of Profundity who wielded will-imbued unique skills.

A master of victory who won every battle.

The man closest to being the number one under the heavens.

And now, as time flowed….

‘I can do it.’

“Haaaaaaah!”

Another descendant of the Twin Dragon Sect was continuing that legend.

KABOOOM!

Mun Yul’s attacks grew increasingly intense.

Their power soon became so strong that it was difficult for Hwangbo Wicheon to withstand.

“Kuuugh….”

Unable to completely nullify the power of the attack, Hwangbo Wicheon took a step back.

His face turned red.

“Eek….”

What was this shame?

He was someone who had finally become the head of the Hwangbo Clan after overcoming a time of humiliation.

He, who was about to defeat the Jaegal Clan and become the hegemon of Shandong, was struggling against such a child….

“I’ll kill you.”

In an instant, the glint in Hwangbo Wicheon’s eyes turned red.

A chilling killing intent began to overflow from his entire body.

‘Mmm….’

Feeling that the atmosphere had changed, Mun Yul immediately created distance.

He then took a starting stance.

He didn't know what his opponent was trying to do, but….

“I’ll break you with force.”

Most problems can be solved by breaking them with force.

If force doesn't work?

That means there wasn't enough force, so prepare a greater force.

Mun Yul, who faithfully followed Patrick’s teachings, prepared the greatest ultimate technique he could perform.

“Here I go!”

[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Sixth Form: Nine Dragons Under Heaven ]

The greatest ultimate technique that Mun Yul could currently perform.

In an instant, six dragons formed from the tip of Mun Yul’s sword as Formed Qi of Intent and moved forward.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Although it was still immature, the momentum of the dragon-shaped Gang Qi that seemed to want to tear apart the enemy before it was extremely fierce.

From Hwangbo Wicheon’s perspective, it was like facing a landslide that had come right up to his nose.

However….

“Don’t look down on me.”

Hwangbo Wicheon was also a disciple of the Heaven Breaking Martial Emperor.

And a disciple of a single-digit rank at that.

Even if a real natural disaster were to befall him, he was not a man who would die so easily.

[ Hegemon's Path Divine Fist: Great Strength Heaven-Breaking Fist. ]

Hwangbo Wicheon’s fist extended along with a half-step forward.

At that, a huge fist Gang Qi that seemed to be over nine feet long shot out from his fist.

The giant fist Gang Qi, which could be described as the fist of a giant, collided directly with the dragon-shaped Gang Qi that Mun Yul had created.

And then….

BOOOOM!

The fierce torrent of dragons that Mun Yul had created could not overcome the giant fist Gang Qi and scattered into pieces.

And as if that wasn't enough, it directly struck Mun Yul, who was behind it.

“Kuk….”

Mun Yul hastily jumped up to avoid the attack.

But that was a clear misstep.

“You’re caught, you brat!”

Hwangbo Wicheon had already closed the distance to Mun Yul.

As if he had expected him to rise up.

Thunderous Voice Divine Fist.

The powerful blow that had blown away the main gate of the Jaegal Clan flew at Mun Yul.

Mun Yul hastily crossed his twin swords to block his opponent’s fist, but….

BOOOOM!

The result was tragic.

He was slammed downward and embedded into the ground.

“Hmph, for a brat, you were quite good.”

Hwangbo Wicheon said after landing lightly after sending Mun Yul crashing to the ground.

At that, Mun Yul….

“Damn… it.”

He forced himself up and glared at Hwangbo Wicheon.

His insides were shaken.

One rib.

No, two.

No….

A lot of them were broken.

“Damn it.”

Was it still too early?

Even though they had clashed with the same will-imbued unique skills, his attack, which lacked completion, was too easily broken.

The match had been decided there.

However….

“Cough…. It’s not… over… Kugh…. yet.”

Mun Yul’s eyes still held a clear fighting spirit.

At that sight, Hwangbo Wicheon frowned and said.

“You want to try more? With that tattered body?”

“I still… have a hidden… cough… move left.”

“Mmm….”

Hwangbo Wicheon’s expression hardened.

A bluff?

No.

It didn't seem so.

The unwavering gaze of that brat seemed to indicate that he really had something to rely on.

He clenched his fists, took a stance, and said.

“Fine. Try it.”

He would accept whatever move he used.

Toward Hwangbo Wicheon, who was exuding the presence of a great mountain, Mun Yul used his final move.

“Bo….”

“…Bo?”

“Bong-gong! Help me! I can’t win!”

“……”

“……”

A gust of wind blew.

Hwangbo Wicheon, who had momentarily lost his senses, said in disbelief.

“What are you doing….”

It was then.

A color-eyed man, who had appeared without any warning, immediately struck the crown of Mun Yul’s head with his scabbard as soon as he appeared.

SMACK!

“Something to be proud of, you bastard.”