Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 87: Found You (2)

Sparks flew in Jang Geuk’s mind.

A flood of enlightenment consumed his soul, and he captured the true form of the Giant Spirit Divine Art he had witnessed in his heart.

Yes, that single sword strike just now was the true Giant Spirit Divine Art.

A genuine divine art worthy of the name. He could only marvel that a mere bandit’s martial art could reach such heights.

Jang Geuk glanced once at his family who had followed the Black Serpent’s Transcendent Realm experts, then promptly forgot about them.

There wasn’t much he could do in this situation.

Since there was no turning back, he wanted to dedicate his all to martial arts, for this moment alone. How wonderful it would be if he could unleash the true Giant Spirit Divine Art he had longed for, even just once.

“Please, grant me inspiration.”

“...Arrogant bastard.”

Jang Geuk charged at Hwangbo Jun.

As if setting his own body ablaze, he chased the footsteps of the Giant Spirit Divine Art he had witnessed.

*Baek Yuryeon of the North Sea Ice Palace. Geom Biyeong of the Sword School Sect.

The two martial artists from the Seven Malevolent Dark Sects quickly exchanged glances.

The Fort Commander-in-chief would handle the Hwangbo Clan martial artist, and they would deal with that demonic practitioner. That was all.

In the end, nothing had changed. Two against one. There was no way they could lose to a martial artist whose name wasn’t even well known.

Their opponent seemed to think differently.

He charged at Geom Biyeong without hesitation.

“How arrogant!”

Geom Biyeong rushed to meet him, swinging his sword.

In a series of afterimages, his sword multiplied into hundreds of strikes, all raining down upon Seojun at once.

The two pairs of arms extending from Seojun’s sides each pushed their hands together.

Primordial Sun-Moon Art, Heaven-Defying Sun-Moon Art.

The Heaven-Defying Sun-Moon Art unleashed first, aimed at Geom Biyeong.

“What...!”

Greatly surprised, Geom Biyeong withdrew his sword and quickly dodged.

Whoosh────────

The pitch-black qi brushing past him sent chills down his spine. A direct hit from that would certainly be fatal, blocking it wasn’t even an option.

Baek Yuryeon hurried to support him.

Crackle! Pure white qi gathered in her delicate hands. White Ice Divine Palm. She unleashed a palm strike, but Seojun paid no attention.

He fired off the Primordial Sun-Moon Art while charging at Geom Biyeong.

“Baek Yuryeon!”

Geom Biyeong shouted as he imbued his sword with his own consciousness. Practitioners had gathered to witness the sword’s end, and now, his sword which had stood above the rest, unleashed.

Swoosh!

A mere iron sword carved its path into space itself, executing a defensive movement when—

BOOM──────!!

The Primordial Sun-Moon Art, enhanced with the principle of focus, detonated.

Geom Biyeong sliced through that chaotic sphere and charged at Seojun.

Seojun extended one arm, manifesting the image of All Rivers Return to the Ocean. Baek Yuryeon’s palm strike wavered and was absorbed into Seojun’s hand through the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption.

In the face of Seojun’s talent, all qi arts lost luster.

The only one who could gain an advantage in terms of matchup here was Geom Biyeong.

No, he alone could meet Seojun as an equal.

Baek Yuryeon refused to accept this. She rushed forward as Seojun traded sword strikes with Geom Biyeong and slammed both palms into the ground.

CRACK────────

A massive iceberg erupted from the earth, sending Seojun flying upward.

Airborne, Seojun twisted his body while placing his hand on the iceberg.

Crunch! The iceberg shattered and scattered. Seojun, having absorbed the White Ice qi with the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption, immediately imbued his sword with that energy.

Snow Plum.

Snowflakes bloomed, descending upon Geom Biyeong.

His eyes sank. For an instant, his sword seemed to vanish.

Swoosh!

All hundreds of plum blossoms were cut down.

Then, Seojun’s sword clashed against his, furrowing his brow.

Swordsmanship won’t work.

He may have learned swordsmanship from Namgung Jincheon, but it had only been for a short time.

That man’s sword was several dimensions above his own. What resided in Seojun’s sword was merely a faint sword force. Yet that man’s sword drew miracles with every stroke.

Seojun used the Wang family blade technique to shake off the man and twisted his body.

The woman seemed to be concentrating, preparing a grand technique. As he charged towards Baek Yuryeon, her eyes flashed coldly.

“You dare ignore me? I’ll make you pay the price!”

Ice Realm.

Freeze! The world around Baek Yuryeon froze solid.

Then, with her palms pressed together with all ten fingers, she formed an ice crystal the size of a fist.

Ice Crystal.

The rotating crystal released an absurd amount of cold yin qi.

WHOOSH────────!!

The qi being shot forth painted everything in its path stark white.

Seojun’s body froze as well, Baek Yuryeon’s lips curling up as she watched him trapped in the ice.

“Impertinent man.”

“Be careful!”

Geom Biyeong warned. Baek Yuryeon furrowed her brows.

“There’s no way he could survive being hit by the Ice Crystal...”

Crack—

Shatter! The ice block scattered instantly as Seojun launched forth.

A trail of frozen breath followed his path. Baek Yuryeon froze for a moment as her gaze met those red eyes.

What... is that.

Mindless killing intent. Her heart stuttered beneath that chilling murderous aura as if it sought to break her mind before claiming her life.

The sword drew closer.

Before it, the martial arts she had mastered held no meaning. They all vanished uselessly at his fingertips.

It was impossible. The divine art passed down for generations in the North Sea Ice Palace couldn’t be so easily nullified.

The North Sea Ice Palace stood among the Seven Malevolent Dark Sects, its martial arts’ profound nature acknowledged throughout the martial world.

So this couldn’t be real. It wasn’t reality. She refused to accept it.

“It must be some evil arts...!”

Overwhelming talent? Such a thing couldn’t be called talent.

That was a monster. Something that had transcended humanity, defying all common sense.

“Haaah...!”

Swish!

She struck out with her palm in desperation.

Seojun silently thrust his sword.

The yin qi at his sword’s tip harmonized with Baek Yuryeon’s White Ice qi, naturally piercing through.

Once again, her palm strike held no meaning. The sword passed through as if unimpeded, piercing her palm.

“Kugh...!”

She groaned. Geom Biyeon rushed over and then swung his sword.

It aimed for Seojun’s shoulder. He didn’t dodge.

Slice!

His right arm holding the sword piercing Baek Yuryeon’s hand was severed. He grasped his severed right arm with his left and reversed its yin and yang.

Ten Cycles Yin-Yang Reversal.

Crack! Baek Yuryeon’s left arm exploded.

“Aaaagh...!”

Seojun swung the arm in his hand. With the length of the arm extending the sword’s reach, Geom Biyeong quickly bent backwards, but the tip of his nose was sliced off.

“Ugh...!”

The yin qi and demonic qi invaded his wound and wreaked havoc in his body.

Just a scratch. Yet it dealt such a blow.

How could such talent be born in qi rather than the sword.

If he had such talent with the sword, he might have truly become the one to show the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

“What a shame. Truly a shame!”

Watching Geom Biyeong leap back, Seojun pressed his severed right arm against the cut.

His inner qi reconnected the severed arm, and it moved the arm in place of nerves. After confirming his fingers moved properly, he raised his sword.

Whoosh!

He charged forth, the horns sprouting from his temples detecting the surrounding qi.

Geom Biyeong’s movements, the tip of his sword, the flow of inner qi. All of it was mapped in Seojun’s mind.

He ducked low to avoid the horizontal sword swing, then immediately struck.

Geom Biyeong dodged backward only to be met by a qi explosion from the recently connected right arm.

The arm shot forward with the sword, embedding itself in his shoulder. It was utterly unexpected, impossible to evade.

“Guh...!”

He staggered from the pain burning his internal organs. Seizing the opportunity, Seojun charged. Geom Biyeong gritted his teeth, ignoring his internal injury, and swung.

Pure speed. His sword strike, approaching the speed of light, aimed for Seojun’s neck, but—

Clang!

The horns, coated in protective qi, deflected the sword.

Geom Biyeong laughed hollowly.

“If only that talent had been in the sword...”

Giant Spirit Divine Art. Seojun’s left hand imbued with immense power struck out.

BOOM!

That attack tore through space and shattered Geom Biyeong’s body into pieces.

Seojun caught his floating arm and reattached it to his shoulder.

Step—

As he approached Baek Yuryeon, she desperately crawled backward.

“N-No, stay away....”

The demonic qi that had ravaged her body when her left arm exploded left her unable to even use martial arts properly.

But even if she could use martial arts, would anything have changed?

Experiencing powerlessness for the first time, Baek Yuryeon’s self-esteem was utterly broken.

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Not wetting herself in fear was the last shred of dignity she could maintain.

“I-I’m sorry... Please spare me...”

Seojun’s face drew close to her trembling eyes.

Haah... His frozen breath misted white in the chilled air.

Red eyes. When her eyes met the horizontally slit pupils within, her mind shattered.

Seojun looked at her and asked.

“The Divine Sword Geum Clan.”

“Th-The Geum Clan...?”

“Yes, you know about it?”

“O-Of course.”

Grab! Baek Yuryeon’s eyes widened as her right shoulder was seized.

“N-No...!”

Crunch!

“Kyaaaah......!! Wh-Why are you doing this...! I’ll tell you every-! Aaaagh...!”

Baek Yuryeon’s screams cried out long and loud.

*Baek Yuryeon’s withered corpse. Its mangled state was so cruel that anyone who saw it would frown.

Seojun, having absorbed all her inner qi with the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption, fell into deep thought.

She knows nothing?

Despite spilling everything from the Black Serpent’s confidential information to the North Sea Ice Palace’s dark secrets, things he wasn’t even particularly curious about, she knew nothing about the Divine Sword Geum Clan’s downfall.

I’m certain that Chunbong’s meridian blockage was caused by the White Ice Divine Art. The North Sea Ice Palace’s martial art was used, yet their Transcendent Realm expert knows nothing about it...

Is there something more that I don’t know?

“Hey.”

Hwangbo Jun spoke, wary of both Seojun and Jang Geuk.

Seojun looked at him through narrowed eyes.

“You’re still not done?”

He had dragged things out this long against an exhausted Jang Geuk?

While Jang Geuk certainly had talent, at this point one had to wonder if Hwangbo Jun was an idiot.

However, Hwangbo Jun had his reasons. After all, he couldn’t ignore the battle happening behind him.

With someone who looked like a demonic practitioner fighting in the back, it would be stranger not to be wary.

“You, you’ll need to explain properly about that demonic qi.”

Hwangbo Jun said, subtly backing away.

It takes skill to speak like that while looking terrified to anyone watching. Jang Geuk snorted and approached Seojun.

“Please listen. I care not if you use demonic qi or evil qi.”

He looked around. Green Forest bandits were hiding everywhere, watching the scene.

Dumbasses. If I told them to run, they should have just run.

“Show mercy to my family. If you do, I shall do anything you wish. If you desire my head, I will offer it. If you want to use me as a servant, so be it.”

The Namgung Clan and Hwangbo Clan martial artists were also watching.

Surely that man had ordered them to retreat, yet their disregard for their superior’s orders felt oddly familiar.

Just from their expressions, he could be certain that man wasn’t a heartless monster.

“I beg of you.”

Jang Geuk knelt.

“Ah, of course, I would be even more grateful if you’d accept my loyalty. I’ve gained enlightenment after seeing your Giant Spirit Divine Art. If you accept me, I shall serve you with all my might.”