Chapter 21: Heavenly Horse Punch!

The morning of the Demonic Cult was bustling even though the sun was just rising.

Because there had been a surprise attack, vigilance had increased significantly against the guys who came this time.

Enemies hiding inside.

“…This bastard.”

A martial artist sitting in the inn frowned. He grabbed the other person by the collar and lifted him up, as if suspecting him.

Step by step – the slowly ringing footsteps gathered attention. His eyes widened as he looked up at the stairs.

But the martial artist’s interest quickly faded. He threw down the person he had grabbed by the collar and stared at the man walking away.

A man wearing a black dragon robe. A man who is so famous within the Demonic Cult these days that no one doesn’t know him.

A demon who saved Sword Empress’s life and a survivor who single-handedly defeated dozens of top masters.

But the important thing is whether it’s really true.

How a guy who wasn’t even famous within the Demonic Cult could break rocks that were said to be able to be broken by super-experts, and that he had a deep relationship with Sword Empress.

Because such rumors were circulating, it was impossible to know which were accurate facts.

To him now, the existence of Yu Jin was not taken as a great existence.

If I had to say it, it was… strange. That little puppy, who was not someone who formally inherited Divine Art, was receiving training directly under the Little Heavenly Demon, so I couldn’t help but think it was strange.

Therefore, many rumors circulated in the Demonic Cult about the man who went back and forth between the extreme opposites of Sword Empress and Little Heavenly Demon, but it was about the time that it was slowly being buried.

He was not an enemy inside, and above all, he was receiving overwhelming support and protection from Sword Empress.

Hun-moo, who was quite famous as a skilled person behind the scenes, brought up this and that about him…

The fact that he was a whistleblower was still lacking in physical evidence even after thinking about it again, so I turned off my interest.

‘At best, a puppy……. huh?’

The martial artist, who was chasing his back with his eyes, suddenly noticed a change.

Where is that man going?

The Demonic Cult is divided into several places.

Places managed by each Elder.

This place was right next to the location that was currently under attack.

That man… is heading in that direction.

‘Clearly, that place is where the righteous faction guys with crazy eyes are rampaging…!’

‘What’s he thinking?’

Before I could stop him, the man ran out like the wind.

The man, who stood up from his seat and stopped at the end, expressed his doubts.

What is that man’s identity?

The place he arrived at was a capital filled with choking smoke.

I took out a bandage from my pocket. I felt it wrap around my hand.

What I’m wearing on my hand right now is a kind of external style.

It was also difficult to trust the cursed sword, and it was still easier to use Heavenly Demon Divine Art with my fists than to use another sword.

For example, rather than engaging in close combat with a sword, it is still easier to take away or break the sword and then beat them to death.

The important thing is experience.

I lack experience right now.

Calmness was okay because my body reacted calmly as if it were strange, but mentality and experience were on another level.

While the guys were coming, I shoved the elixirs I had secretly hoarded into my mouth.

They’re called elixirs, but they’re actually experience increase potions.

The effect lasts for exactly 3 days after taking it.

During that time, it was necessary to accumulate as much experience as possible.

“Um… it’s still not tasty.”

In the process of stealing all the righteous faction’s elixirs last time, I ate all the important ones… but now I put what was left in my mouth. I thought I could absorb it more easily now.

Not long after, I heard footsteps in front of me.

Front direction. I took a posture and spread my fist. Soon, a blue blade wriggled, and a martial artist wearing blue clothes ran in front of it.

“Catch him!! It’s the enemy!”

The man in the blue silk clothes had quite a large physique. The legs were the size of ordinary logs, and the appearance covered with large muscles and protrusions resembled a gorilla.

I confronted the martial artists who appeared in front of me. And a few remaining martial artists went around behind me.

I slowly glanced sideways and felt that my hands were empty.

My mouth is dry. My throat is constantly dry, and cool sweat forms on my forehead.

This was practically the first time I had experienced combat with my bare hands.

I, who didn’t budge even when I had countless super-experts in front of me, was nervous in front of guys who weren’t even at the beginning of the peak.

I had to be careful.

This is not a game. It’s over if you die.

My head spun quickly in the tunnel vision-like tension. The end of my clenched fist trembled along with it.

‘….Preemptive strike is essential.’

There’s no answer if you’re surrounded.

I just continue the fight calmly as I practiced.

-Pudeudeuk

Power was put into my fist.

The power put into my arm was more than I thought.

Then the martial artist at the very front pulled back and swung his sword wildly from behind. It meant that they didn’t underestimate me either.

It was obvious that I would continue to move away from the distance that my hand couldn’t reach if I ran as it was.

But there was no way I could let that happen. As soon as I saw him take a step back, I had already stepped forward.

A pure martial artist in PvP. Infighter.

Although I don’t think it’s a game, knowledge is surprisingly helpful.

Against those who prefer close combat, regardless of East or West, they are unconditionally kept at a distance.

The footwork that seemed to be cut off continued fluently and fell into the martial artist’s abdomen.

Then, the fingertips pierced through the solid muscles like tofu. The sword blade that came in horizontally at the spur of the moment brushed past my arm and side.

-Drip. Drip.

A layer of skin peeled off.

The enemy, who failed to strike by a hair’s breadth, grabbed his abdomen as if collapsing on the floor.

A top master had already been subdued in a few seconds, but that wasn’t the end.

I, who had clenched my fist, spun my body like a windmill and swung a backspin blow as if hitting.

-Kung!

With a huge impact, the martial artist in the blue uniform who had approached in a surprise attack spewed a fountain of blood in the air. The martial artist, whose jaw was shattered, staggered several times before falling to the ground.

I was a little dumbfounded that I had dealt with a person so quickly.

I had predicted that at least one person would ambush me from behind. Since the martial artist who was shown at the beginning had hidden himself, the purpose was obvious.

The only reason I was surprised was because of the unexpected reaction.

‘….I don’t feel anything.’

I had already had the experience of killing people when I was protecting Cheon Hye-rin.

It was something my body did semi-forcibly.

Now, even though I did it directly without any coercion, I didn’t feel anything.

Like someone who’s already used to it.

Contrary to the expectation that I would feel disturbed, it ended too easily and simply. It was so easy that I felt ridiculous for having steeled my heart so many times.

‘Still, these guys are also experts.’

The surroundings became quiet in an instant.

The overwhelming fight, the ravaging itself was close to the ravaging itself, but I didn’t feel particularly happy.

It was lacking.

Still, it was too lacking.

More, more is needed.

These experiences are all part of training. Real combat experience that must never be done carelessly.

I need to take out the mulberry now that I can see a training effect of about 5 times for 3 days.

After quickly beating up the enemies, I immediately moved to the next place.

The one in charge of the current situation was the Demon Brain, Cheon Ho-joong.

That was also the case with the title of Demon Brain, but after the last incident, Cheon Ho-joong was in charge of most of these events.

Every day was full of work.

As the capable demons died and the useless guys continued to fumble, Cheon Ho-joong was having a hard time these days as if his hair was falling out.

But sending precious troops would definitely have some kind of intention.

The problem was that he couldn’t move rashly.

But-

“Who is it?”

“It’s that man. Sword Empress’s…”

Cheon Ho-joong showed an interesting expression as he looked at his subordinate, who was rarely excited.

Just what happened that something suddenly popped out of that man’s mouth, who was usually quiet.

The Elder next to him said with interest.

“…Yu Jin, are you talking about that guy? I heard he moved.”

“That’s… it.”

“That’s good. Now that things have come to this, it wouldn’t be bad to use that guy.”

“…Yes?”

He, who couldn’t understand the situation for a moment, tilted his head and interrupted in the middle.

“That’s not it!”

“What.”

“The group of righteous faction guys who invaded the outer capital three days ago were completely annihilated. Yu Jin, that man, jumped in alone and got rid of them all.”

“Hmm. It seems that the quality of the guys sent by the righteous faction was quite low.”

Another Elder who stroked his beard for a moment muttered.

That was only natural.

No matter how much, it wasn’t super-expert and at best, it was the late stage of the peak.

That he was completely robbed by such a guy….-

“..The elite units, composed of at least first-class soldiers, have disappeared by 1/2 since lunch the day before yesterday.”

“..What?”

The expression of the Elder next to Demon Brain hardened, and his eyes widened.

If it was lunch two days ago, wasn’t it only a few weeks since the guys invaded?

“That’s not all. I’m receiving information directly, and I’m dealing with the remnants while eliminating the top experts at a tremendous speed.”

“What did you say?”

“Let’s go right away.”

Unlike Demon Brain, who had been silent, the Elder, who got up from his seat as if possessed, walked away as if he couldn’t believe it.

And-

At the place he rushed to, the Elder of the Demonic Cult had to face the scene of the capital that seemed incomprehensible at first glance.

“What… is this.”

The Elder, who saw the quiet capital, was momentarily confused. While walking through the debris.

He stopped walking for a moment.

“….What is this?”

He quickly jumped over, threw down the righteous faction guys who had been knocked out with a rope, and the appearance of him indifferently returning and repeatedly wielding his fist was very satisfying.

The Elder laughed loudly as he looked at the righteous faction guys who were tied up with ropes.

“Kehahahahah! What kind of guy is this?”

Although it was not a meaningful contribution to the future of the Demonic Cult.

It felt like it was coolly Piercing piercing blocked blood vessels.

The martial artists who came late scratched the back of their heads with a wry smile.

It was truly an amazing speed.

Why don’t you get tired? Such thoughts.

“…Tsk.”

But Demon Brain showed a different reaction from the others.

Rather, it was a reaction of sneering.

Because he doesn’t know anything, such words are coming out.

They won’t know.

Even if they die and wake up, they won’t know his actions.

That man must have been training every day. His body proved it. Repeating dangerous trainings that overworked his Dantian.

He forced himself to train, enduring pain and tears every day.

With only one thought in mind, to win the heart of just one person.

Yu Jin, didn’t that man want to show off his power? No. Where would there be a person who wants to be a weakling in the strong-respect world where strength is power? He just endured and endured.

Because there was someone he was in love with.

Until then… he endured and endured with the mindset of hiding his power.

And when that opportunity came.

The man who had been hiding his power while enduring for the past few years is finally shining.

Demon Brain, Cheon Ho-joong, smiled quietly from behind.

“…He’s slowly stealing his heart too.”

At that time.

After the battle, Yu Jin quickly went somewhere.

Without even thinking about wiping his sweat-soaked body.

Step by step. He stood in front of the door of her inner room without hesitation.

-Beolkeok.

“Cheon Hye-rin.”

“….Yu Jin, why is that? The final battle is right around the corner-:”

Cheon Hye-rin, who was wiping her sword, looked at me and blushed slightly.

I tried to ignore the atmosphere and continued.

“Can you grant me one favor?”

“A, a… favor…? What is your… intention…”

Cheon Hye-rin, who was somewhat embarrassed by my serious voice, widened her eyes and looked at my face.

Surely… she doesn’t mistake it for a confession or something like that.

No. This is not important right now.

Because there was something I wanted to ask right away.

“There’s no reason… Can you just help me?”

“I, I will help you with anything…! I will help you.”

She accepted.

As soon as I received permission, I grabbed Cheon Hye-rin’s shoulder.

Cheon Hye-rin closed her mouth for a moment and fell into deep thought at my serious gaze, and finally blushed slightly.

Then, I took off my top in front of her as it was.

“Then you’re saying you understand?”

“….Heuek.”