Chapter 209 – Erotic Battle (13)
The collision happened in an instant.
The first to collide were the unmanned drones at the forefront.
After that, the top-notch and elite drones faced their respective opponents, while the first-class drones began to fight in a chaotic battle.
It was similar to the previous battle, but the difference was that they were fighting against living people, not just machines.
Our side fought together in groups according to their respective sects and factions, while the enemies also fought together in their own groups.
The samurai were gathered on this side, while the gangsters of the Un-ga were gathered far away.
That side would be well-handled by the special forces, including Hong Yeon-hwa.
She was like a demon, fighting with all her might from the beginning.
Glancing at her, I suddenly found myself facing the samurai who had arrived here.
“Kekhaha! Die!!”
A skinny man shouted loudly and ran straight like a wild boar.
His sword was already soaked in blood, and his eyes were half-closed.
It was clear that he was a typical madman who had put his body and soul into the fight.
I wasn’t afraid of him, though.
I dodged his sword and struck him diagonally before he could even straighten his elbow.
Swoosh.
The sword and half of his body were cut in half.
It was a clean strike, but this was not a one-on-one fight.
While I was cutting down the swordsman in front of me, a whip flew towards me from the corner of my eye.
“What’s this!”
It was quite fierce, but it was an attack that couldn’t even threaten me, a first-class fighter.
I lifted my arm lightly to block it, then wrapped the whip around my hand and clenched it.
“What the hell?”
I heard a surprised voice from far away.
Judging by the high-pitched voice, it was probably a woman. Of course, I had no intention of going easy on her.
“Ugh!”
“Uh? Uh?”
I raised my arm, which was wrapped in the whip, and swung it towards the front.
Swoosh!
The whip flew powerfully, but it wasn’t enough to sweep away all the enemies in front of me.
With my own strength, I could only knock down six people, and the whip was already out of power. No, the owner of the whip was already dead, so maybe it was seven?
If I knew how to use a whip, I could have swept away the entire front, but unfortunately, I don’t know how to use any weapon other than a sword.
Instead, I know how to use my inner energy.
Hwaruk.
I released my inner energy recklessly, and a flame of energy rose above the whip. If I forced more inner energy into it…
Bang!
The whip, unable to withstand the excessive concentration of inner energy, exploded.
“Aaah! My arm!”
“Kreug! What just happened?!”
“That bastard is a master! Even at his worst, he’s at his peak!”
Was it because of my youthful appearance that they underestimated me? The guys who were trying to avoid the other masters and target me received an unexpected blow and writhed on the ground.
But there weren’t many dead.
Maybe the power was lacking because it wasn’t metal, and only leather fragments flew around.
It didn’t matter.
“Hup!”
I took a deep breath and twisted my body to the limit. And then, a follow-up strike.
Kwaaaa!
A horizontal slash cut through the air, followed by a whirlwind-like sword wind.
It was a full-power Hyeongsacheonggun. There was no way for those who were lower in rank than me and already lying down to resist.
They became a handful of blood without even screaming.
However, the samurai were still persistent.
“Now’s the time! Attack now!”
They were ignorant enough to use their inner energy recklessly, and they even used big moves, so maybe they were running out of energy.
The samurai kept rushing towards me.
It was not a bad judgment.
If the opponent wasn’t just me.
I firmly grasped my sword, feeling the energy flowing through my limbs and the blood filling my veins.
I wanted to use Hyeongsacheonggun a few more times and sweep them away, but… If I did that, they would try to attack other people.
Even if the martial artists fought each other, the reason why they ended up fighting against opponents of their own level was because their allies would be wiped out.
But they came to me on their own like this? I should be grateful.
I intentionally reduced the output of my sword energy and pretended to be tired as I faced them.
I narrowly avoided the spear that came at me first by tilting my head, and at the same time, I stabbed the guy’s heart with my extended sword.
“Kugh….”
Next was a guy wielding a small hand axe and swinging it like crazy. I pretended to desperately dodge his dizzying trajectory and tripped him with a quick kick.
It wasn’t that difficult to stab his fallen back with my sword.
Pook.
But in the meantime, the samurai surrounded me. There were many guys who used strange martial arts and deformed weapons, and the guys standing on either side of me were also like that.
They twirled their chained sickles and threw them at me at the same time.
I never imagined I would see a chained sickle in the central plains, but… its power was not something to be taken lightly.
The sickle drew a twisted circle, and the sickle’s blade contained enough power to break a human skull with its peculiar bend.
“Eutchaa.”
It wasn’t impossible to avoid it.
I felt like I was in a strange position that could easily make me fall over with a single push. But as the person in that position, I knew that it was just an illusion. In fact, my center of gravity was well-balanced, thanks to the physical control I gained from my training in Chojuljeong and the power of Muryeongshingong.
That’s how I was able to dodge the passing sickle and weight and lightly touch them in mid-air.
Swoosh. Thud!
Just that was enough to send the weapons off course and hit the other samurai nearby.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“These guys are crazy!”
“Oh, no!”
“We were just trying to…”
Before the four who were confused by the sudden internal conflict could finish their sentences, I exploded my inner energy in Yongcheonhyul and stepped on the Bopbeop like I was bouncing.
Thud!
It wasn’t fast or contained any clever tactics, but thanks to the Palbangbo, which allowed me to move stably in any position, I was able to strike the guy with my sword before he could finish his sentence.
Swoosh.
His head flew up into the air.
By this point, the remaining samurai realized that something was seriously wrong.
They scattered in all directions.
They must have realized that they couldn’t handle me on their own.
I didn’t chase after the ones who were running away. Instead, I aimed my Hyeongsacheonggun towards where the other samurai were gathered.
It wasn’t very powerful due to my emphasis on speed, but it was still enough to take down most of them.
It didn’t take long for my surroundings to become temporarily empty.
“Phew…”
I took a deep breath and looked around.
Everyone was far enough away from each other to not interfere with each other’s movements, but close enough to be able to help each other at any time.
Within that space, the other members of our group were fighting hard.
***
Pengsoso was wielding a huge sword as big as his own body and cutting through the enemy ranks in all directions.
“Haat!”
With a short shout, his sword flashed. Few opponents could even withstand Pengsoso’s strikes.
Occasionally, a skilled warrior would emerge to fight Pengsoso, but it only made a difference in whether they died quickly or a little later.
“This is insane!”
The opponent’s face turned pale in an instant.
Pengsoso was still in his prime, but he had grown tremendously through his training in Hongyeonhwa and Ilwolseongsinsoonhwan.
I’m confident that there is no one among the other prime warriors who can beat Pengsoso.
The relentless attacks continued without pause. The power behind each strike increased steadily, and the sharpness of his attacks became more and more precise.
It was like a fierce beast hunting with all its might, and the opponent, who seemed quite skilled, was gradually being cornered.
“How can an inexperienced girl like this…!”
All he could do was spew vulgar insults.
It didn’t take long for his body to collapse diagonally.
***
Pengsoso is doing well, so next is Samamang.
After injuring his eyes, Samamang was always in a state of vigilance.
Considering Samaryeonju’s obsession with Samamang, it was clear that something was going to happen.
Well, in the end, our worries were unnecessary.
Sizzle.
A bright yellow lightning bolt shot out from Samamang’s leg.
“Hey…! If you’re a man, fight me!”
“Why should I?”
As expected, there were many warriors targeting Samamang.
However, no one could keep up with Samamang’s speed.
It seemed like they were chasing him with impressive tactics, but they had to keep their eyes on Samamang like a chicken chasing a dog.
And it was expected that Samamang would become a target. Of course, we were prepared to use this to our advantage.
Samamang suddenly changed his trajectory and swung at the shoulder of a highly skilled warrior who was targeting him.
Thwack!
It was quite a loud noise, but the power of the highly skilled warrior’s punch was too weak to be considered a Samasega’s martial art, which relied on the power of the footwork and focused on speed.
However, the previous tactic was an attack that skipped even the minimum preparation time for footwork and focused solely on pleasure.
Did he realize this? The opponent, who had a frightened expression, suddenly looked confident.
“Ha! Is this Samasega’s martial art? It’s just a mediocre family with only speed. That’s why you ran away for four years. From me and from Gwangdongseong.”
“Oh my. Is that what you think?”
Samamang smiled softly, even in the face of the opponent’s insult.
“Are you trying to brag about your appearance as a Samasega’s martial artist? Your lightning-fast strike was impressive, but what’s the point if you don’t inflict any damage… Oh?”
Without finishing his sentence, a sudden burst of blood spurted from his mouth. Strangely enough, the blood was so black that it could be mistaken for ink.
This is the countermeasure we prepared.
“Y-you… cowardly… poison… where…?”
The opponent looked at the needle stuck in his shoulder with an expression of disbelief.
“Hehe. The one who’s really angry is not just the creator of the Bloodthirsty Red Horse.”
We lost many highly skilled warriors in the previous battle. Among them, the most significant damage was done to Sachendangga, who couldn’t exert his power against a gangster who was obsessed with Eunwon.
And the gangster couldn’t just sit still.
He came to us from the Poison King and gave Samamang blood filled with his poison.
They don’t want to see Samaryeonju or Eunwongju being liked by anyone, even a little bit.
The poison, which could be called a toxic genius, was created by a master of Hwagyeong by shaving off some of his martial arts… It was so powerful that even the most skilled warrior couldn’t withstand it.
Of course, it was enough to drive the Poison King crazy, who couldn’t easily give up on Sachendangga due to his obsession with Eunwon and the experience of losing half of his family in front of him.
“Kreuk… Cough….”
The opponent who collapsed while vomiting blood was unable to get up.
Such a meaningless death.
Other warriors who were waiting for an opportunity were disappointed.
Yes. Now it seems like Samamang is okay.
***
Lastly, there’s Samaryeonju.
There was no need to watch this one for long.
“Ahaha! Did you think you could catch me if you had a lot of people? Huh? Did you really think that?”
“Sa… This unlucky bitch!”
“Yeah~ You’re just a pathetic loser who will attack with four people and still lose~”
Is the opponent someone with a face? She was teasing those who seemed to be the latecomers of the Sapa with a high Sapa index.
Despite having a chronic lack of inner strength, Samaryeonju was praised as the best among the Sapa latecomers.
With the ability to use the Sangcheong secret technique to its full potential and ample inner strength, who could stop her among her peers except for Nana Pengsoso?
After teasing them enough to be satisfied, Samaryeonju approached the fallen warriors with a cool face.
“Hey, wait! You’re not really thinking of killing us, are you? We’ve known each other since we were kids!”
“You’ve been talking behind my back since we were kids. And you guys were trying to kill me too, weren’t you?”
“It’s a misunderstanding! I didn’t really want to kill you! I just wanted to capture you….”
“What were you going to do after capturing me?”
“Well… um….”
The guy who was avoiding Samaryeonju’s gaze.
Seeing his reaction, Samaryeonju started to act a little strange.
“Kyaa~ Your eyes look ominous~ Scary~ … So die.”
Zap.
With a short golden flash, four heads exploded one after another.
Samaryeonju trembled and raised her head, looking at the scene.
“Hoo… Pretty, smart, strong, and decisive? The Jinrang who lives with me must have saved the country in my past life.”
Look at how she’s becoming so confident after her inner strength increased.
As I was staring at her dumbfounded, Samaryeonju felt my gaze and turned to look at me.
When our eyes met, she gave me her trademark sly smile.
Did she say that line out loud to let me know she was aware of my presence…?
…Anyway, it seems like Samaryeonju is okay too.
Just as I was about to heave a sigh of relief after confirming that everyone else in the group was fighting well…
“Oh my. You’ve killed quite a lot. Are you Samjae Geomryong?”
“What if I am?”
“I have some interest in killing people too. I want to see who’s better at it. Care to fight?”
“What is this crazy guy doing…?”
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The moment I finished speaking, the guy in front of me opened his mouth and let out a strange scream.
“Kkeuk…!”
My head was ringing, my vision was shaking, and the lifeless bodies of warriors were falling all around us.
It wasn’t until I saw the corpses bleeding from their ears that I realized what was happening.
Is this Eumgong?
I knew that one of the top martial artists would come after me, but I never thought it would be a master of Eumgong.
This was my first time facing Eumgong, but it seemed like he was not just using brute force, but rather harmonizing different techniques with his inner strength.
But I had a countermeasure for that.
First, I covered my ears with both hands and took a deep breath.
And then…
“Kieeeeeeeeeeeek!!!!”
I screamed at the top of my lungs, pouring out all of my inner strength.
My scream drowned out his Eumgong, nullifying its power.
It did consume a lot of my inner strength, but with my Muryeong Shin Gong, I could handle it.
As I opened my eyes wide, I looked at my opponent as if he were a madman.
A master of Eumgong? He seems easier to deal with than I thought.