“Huh? Where did Myung Kang sahyung go?”
Myung Woo, who returned to the training centre after eating, looked at the sajaes 1 walking side by side, and asked them.
It was because he hadn’t seen his sahyung around.
“We don’t know either.”
The sajaes shook their heads.
Since he was originally a silent sahyung, no one was paying much attention to him.
“Did he leave first?”
Myung Woo, who stood and pondered for a moment, saw Myung Kang walking from afar.
“Sahyung, why are you coming back so late?”
“Sorry. I had to go pee.”
Myung Kang scratched his head with an awkward smile, and joined the rest of the group.
“Wah! Did you see that just now?”
Imugi let out a sigh of admiration.
He couldn’t keep his mouth shut after seeing Seol-Hwi’s skills.
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When Seol-Hwi jumped down from the tree, Imugi knew his opponent was extremely skilled, from the looks of it.
The man had heard the trembling branches and reacted, but he raised his head too slowly, since he didn’t expect someone to ambush him.
And that’s how he died.
It was the blow itself that surprised Imugi.
How could you get hit once, and then die?
“Isn’t that a blood technique?”
Yong Jin also saw with his own eyes what Seol-Hwi did.
How could he kill someone with a light blow, and not an extremely strong one?
“No. It wasn’t that.”
When Yong Jin asked, Yorim replied,
“He did it with his palm.”
Yong Jin immediately questioned. Yorim answered, in a tone which said it was no big deal.
“You saw it with your own eyes.”
Seol-Hwi killed the opponent just by pushing him.
In that case, there should’ve been a scream, but the opponent had fallen down without any resistance.
Seol-Hwi grabbed Myung Kang and then hurriedly flew into the forest.
“Come on, let’s move.”
Jeok Song said, as he looked at the members who were still wrapping their heads around Seol-Hwi’s strength.
Since their captain had infiltrated, they had to thoroughly investigate the terrain and structure of this area in the meantime.
The place where Seol-Hwi arrived with the crowd was a training centre.
From the outside, it looked like another house, but when he went in, it was a training space where dozens of people could gather and train.
How did our scouting team miss this…
A secret hideout was in a completely different location from what they knew.
For some reason, the parchment the masked man gave him didn’t seem to have this information.
The Seven Messengers are the core unit of the Earth Demon.
Among them, Ma Taryong wasn’t just a simple warrior.
Seol-Hwi was surprised that he couldn’t find such a place either.
No. He must have come here to see how it was.
Wasn’t this where the simulation pointed to?
It was right to say that Ma Taryong had been here.
There were more than 30 people inside. All of them looked like trainees.
Most of them were young, and they were training hard with wooden swords.
And standing opposite to them were men who appeared to be teaching them.
That’s right, the Mount Hua Sect…
Seol-Hwi was paying close attention to their martial arts, and realized that this was similar to his Plum Blossom Sword Technique.
Of course, their movements and forms were slightly different from what he knew.
After watching for a while, what they were doing was a simple stab attack, and then swinging once for defense.
The Plum Blossom Sword Technique Seol-Hwi knew had three attacks, and one defensive form.
In addition, while the trainees moved their lower body first, Seol-Hwi would move his upper and lower body almost simultaneously.
Well, there must be several different techniques, as the history of the Mount Hua Sect is long.
“What are you doing?!”
Seol-Hwi turned to see an approaching elderly man with prominent cheekbones, holding his hands behind his back.
When Seol-Hwi hesitated, unable to speak, the man shouted at him.
“You! Are you trying to skip out on your duties?! Why aren’t you going there and correcting the form of your sajaes!”
Seol-Hwi looked around swiftly.
Then, on the edges of the left side of the crowd, he spotted a trainee wielding his sword without anyone instructing him.
Seol-Hwi briskly walked over.
Did he find who Myung Kang was supposed to teach?
The young man was looking at him with a bright face.
“Right. Show me the sword dance.”
Seol-Hwi spoke, and then looked to the side.
The old man who scolded him was still watching Seol-Hwi.
If I act out, I might be discovered.
Seol-Hwi sweated nervously.
He could feel that his opponent was skilled.
As Seol-Hwi reached Super Master level, he was able to control his demonic energy, but a warrior who had reached a high level could still sense it.
The young man positioned his body like he had been trained to do.
Then, he stabbed his sword violently, retracted it, and swung to the side.
He repeated the same actions another five to six times.
He moved faster and took another stance.
When Seol-Hwi glanced to the side again, the old man was still looking at him.
…No, he was looking at the trainee.
Seol-Hwi picked up a stick on the floor, and hit him on the shoulder and waist.
“You need to release your tension here.”
“And you need to bend a little more here.”
This time, Seol-Hwi hit the floor twice and said.
“You have to do this much.”
As the young man nodded in understanding, Seol-Hwi glanced at the old man once more. He was nodding his head and stroking his beard.
Phew…the Plum Blossom Sword Technique I learnt saved me.
Seol-Hwi sighed in relief.
If he looked at the Plum Blossom Sword Technique that he remembered, everything was written clearly.
The form, the stride, and when the sword moves. Also, what kind of form should be taken when the sword is being used to stab.
It was engraved in his head, so Seol-Hwi could point all of this out.
When the old man moved away, Seol-Hwi asked the trainee. Everyone was training hard, so no one listened to their conversation.
“Second class disciple?”
Ah(我) is a character given to second class disciples.
With this, Seol-Hwi obtained one piece of information.
After looking around, he asked again.
“Do you know the purpose of the training here?”
Seol-Hwi was surprised.
“At your level, you were told?”
“I heard that there are many demons who are inferior to me.”
How long has this gone on?
Seol-Hwi’s heart burned as he talked to him.
Giving missions to Demonic Sect members and then releasing them in the wild, only to be hunted down by another sect.
If it’s the skill of the guy in front of him, he is someone who isn’t that amazing. So they made sure to hunt down the Demonic Sect’s people in order to get stronger.
Seol-Hwi grit his teeth.
People were being slaughtered, just like in his past.
A person who is in the Demonic Sect but hasn’t come under any Pavilion or Hall, and those who were judged as unsuitable for learning demonic energy.
Or those who disobey.
They were all destined to die here.
“By the way, sasuk? 2”
Seol-Hwi, quenching his rising anger, answered.
“Unlike before…your voice seems to have changed.”
Seol-Hwi was shocked. When he asked his question, he realized that he did talk a bit too much.
Still, Seol-hwi decided to speak calmly.
As expected, there is no way the guy in front of him will notice Seol-Hwi’s demonic energy.
The doubt was only because the voice and way of speaking changed.
“Anyway, I have one more thing to ask.”
Looking around again, Seol-Hwi walked closer and asked.
“Do you know about the demon who recently invaded this place?”
Seol-Hwi nodded, and the young man replied after pondering.
“Yes. Wouldn’t Elder Gu Un know? He’s the one who knows most things.”
Hearing those words, Seol-Hwi suddenly thought of something.
“I will ask to make sure that you know the basics.”
“Do you know where Myunghwaji-dong is?”
“Of course. Exit from here, pass the third building, turn right, and it is the fourth building.”
“And the place where Elder Gu Un lives?”
“The main hall. The biggest building here. The sixth house behind us.”
“You know it all well.”
The young man bowed, as if he liked the praise. Seol-Hwi patted his head.
“Don’t neglect your training. Your form is good, so if you practice more, the moment you’ll break through the wall will come.”
“I will learn a lot!”
And that was the last conversation with him.
Seol-Hwi looked around the training centre one more time, and then left.
Seol-Hwi entered a house.
The structure was a triad 3, which is rare in villages.
He thought it was a cave because of the name Myunghwaji-dong 4, but there seems to be no such thing.
After going inside, Seol-Hwi approached the door on the east.
The reason he came was to find what Myung Kang had been doing.
Because this Myunghwaji felt like a place which holds information.
Seol-Hwi stood in front of the door, and grabbed the knob.
Unexpected words came.
Seol-Hwi was taken aback.
Suddenly, ‘save’ pops up. So what did this mean?
Is there something inside?
He couldn’t know without opening the door.
His worries didn’t last long, because time was running out.
Seol-Hwi opened the door with a determined face.
…There were a lot of books inside.
Seol-Hwi, who was feeling nervous, sighed in relief at this.
What he feared didn’t happen.
But then, Seol-Hwi’s body suddenly stiffened.
“This is interesting.”
There was a person inside.
The sound came from a space which was invisible to Seol-Hwi.
“How did a demon get in here?”
The opponent was talented enough to recognize his identity.