Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 33. Conviction (3)

Myung Horim’s face showed unmistakable tension.

He was not the only one. The others who were resting or sparring around them also focused their attention on the two of them.

Yeon Hojeong had proven his skills by defeating Choo Sung, the leader of the Brain Alliance.

Myung Horim was the third son of the World’s Best Family, and he had cultivated his martial arts deeper than anyone else here.

When the two of them faced each other, an indescribable silence fell. Some might not admit it, but they were the strongest two fighters in this place.

Naturally, they drew a lot of interest.

Myung Horim opened his mouth belatedly.

“I was a bit late, but I saw your duel with Choo well.”

“Thank you.”

“Your spear technique was amazing. Did your family have such a martial art?”

“Not compared to yours.”

Myung Horim smiled kindly.

“Quality is more important than quantity, isn’t it? I was enlightened by your novel and ingenious spear technique.”

Yeon Hojeong also smiled back.

“I also want to witness the true martial arts of the World’s Best Family.”

It was a meaningful remark.

Myung Horim laughed without knowing his intention.

“Haha, you might be worthy of your name, Yeon.”

“You are humble.”

Boom.

Yeon Hojeong grabbed the middle of the iron rod and spun it. He seemed to be ready.

“Although this is a dirty place, we have finished the appetizer, so let’s move on to the main course.”

The appetizer meant close-range fistfighting.

Myung Horim hardened his expression as he recalled yesterday’s fistfight.

‘It was not ordinary. And today too.’

The techniques he showed in the fight with Choo were all practical.

But Myung Horim had seen Yeon Hojeong’s real ability hidden behind the sinister first technique.

‘It’s not because his martial art is good. The key is how he uses his martial art in different situations.’

Yeon Hojeong knew how to use his weapon at the optimal moment, accurately.

It was a difficult thing for anyone. It was not only talent, but also impossible without a tremendous amount of real combat.

Where did this young man experience such real combat?

‘And also…’

When Choo blocked the first three techniques.

‘Then, there was something for sure.’

He felt an unknown force that entangled Choo.

No, to be precise, it seemed like that. It seemed like Yeon Hojeong did something, but he couldn’t figure out what it was.

‘Whatever it is, there is no doubt that he has something more than what he shows.’

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes shone.

“Shall we start?”

“Good.”

Myung Horim picked up the wooden sword that had fallen on the ground.

It was a gently curved wooden sword. It was different from a wooden sword.

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes shone.

‘Sword technique?’

He recalled the past, when his family was invaded by a mysterious group.

He never forgot the situation then, whether it was his previous life or now that he had returned to the past. The shock was so great that he remembered almost everything.

‘There were swordsmen then.’

Not only swordsmen. There were also swordsmen, fistfighters, and spearmen.

The attackers all used the most common weapons in the martial world. There was not a single one who used a distinctive weapon like a hidden weapon, a mandarin duck axe, a whip, or an iron pen.

If Ming Family was really the behind-the-scenes family that attacked Yeon Family.

And if he could see their traces in the sword technique of Myung Horim, the third son of that family.

If Ming Family was really the culprit, how should he act in the future?

‘…’

Yeon Hojeong erased his thoughts.

‘Ming Family might not be. Hasty judgment is forbidden.’

He deliberately created the atmosphere of a training ground not just to fight with Myung Horim.

It was to fight with all of them. Because he might have missed something.

But there was nothing. No matter how he thought, he couldn’t find any similarity between the martial arts of other families and the martial arts of the attackers.

On the other hand, yesterday, he felt a strange sense of incongruity in Myung Horim’s force, similar to the attackers.

Swoosh.

Myung Horim lowered his posture.

“Well, I’m ready.”

“Me too.”

“Then let’s start.”

Bang!

The two of them rushed at each other without any hesitation.

They were fast, even though they didn’t use all their strength. They had a faster footwork than anyone else who trained here.

Yeon Hojeong unleashed his martial art without hesitation.

Zzzz!

The Whirlwind Rod Technique was unfolded. The rod technique that was as free and soft as the wind aimed at Myung Horim’s shoulder and side at the same time and flew in.

Myung Horim’s eyes flashed.

‘He’s strong!’

He knew it with just one move. How great Yeon Hojeong’s weapon skill was.

It was different from the bare-handed fistfight. The rod technique that pulled out the iron rod and swung it had both lightness and heaviness, the opposite qualities.

Myung Horim swung his wooden sword.

Clang!

It was a great response.

There was no waste in Myung Horim’s movement, which swung the wooden sword in the shape of a double-handed sword. He blocked the heavy force of the iron rod from the root.

Yeon Hojeong’s foot stepped on the ground.

Thud!

The strong rebound force went up the thigh and supplemented the power to the waist.

Zap!

A piercing blow that burst out in an instant.

The strike that came out with the rotation of the waist was very fast. Myung Horim quickly lowered his posture and hit the wooden sword to the top.

Clack!

Myung Horim’s eyes shook.

He could feel it without seeing it. The surface of the wooden sword was slightly chipped by the rod’s piercing.

‘What a power!’

Thump!

He pushed the iron rod away and flew his body backward. Myung Horim was surprised for a moment.

Zzzz!

As if he expected him to retreat, Yeon Hojeong was already approaching.

The distance was incredibly close. He had no time to swing the wooden sword.

At the same time, the iron rod was moving. The iron rod that came in with a horizontal strike was so fast that it was slightly bent.

‘Can’t I block it?!’

He was pushed to the defensive without even fighting a few times.

If he goes on like this, he will definitely be hit. It was not a tie-breaker, nor a mistake, but he was going to fall miserably.

‘Carelessness…!’

He knew that the opponent’s first technique was great, but he was driven to this point. He could only see it as carelessness.

Carelessness. Defeat. Mistake.

The three words stimulated Myung Horim’s pride.

Huff! Clang!

The arm that grabbed the iron rod and swung it became heavy.

Suddenly, the wooden sword blocked the iron rod. He blocked it even though it was an unblockable timing.

Oooh.

A faint golden aura emanated from Myeong Horim’s body as he gripped his wooden sword with both hands.

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes flashed.

Finally, Myeong Horim had unleashed his true power.

Haaa!

The golden aura spewed out and spread like a mirage in all directions.

It was a truly beautiful sight. Before the greatness of his talent, it was amazing that he could materialize his energy to this extent.

‘Amazing.’

Gadeuksang exclaimed.

‘If his aura is as clear as mine, he would be no less than a peak master.’

Boom!

Yeon Hojeong retreated.

Myeong Horim was about to launch an attack, but he was startled.

Yeon Hojeong did not just back away. He grabbed the end of his iron rod and swung it forward, and a powerful force struck his chest.

It felt like a needle attached to the end of a whip was flying at him. He could not block it with a simple release of inner power.

“Hap!”

Clang!

His sword slashed diagonally and the rod snapped.

Whoosh!

Yeon Hojeong attacked again. He did not even restore his posture before he attacked.

‘Damn!’

It was an unbelievable stamina.

His attacks and evasions were too fast. The problem was that this kind of offense and defense was extremely exhausting. No, before that, it was a martial art that abused the muscles too much.

In fact, Yeon Hojeong’s body was red-hot. He was squeezing his muscles to the limit.

‘Show me.’

Yeon Hojeong swung his iron rod.

Myeong Horim kept retreating from the rod technique that attacked from all directions.

‘Show me your true martial art!’

Thud!

The tip of the rod scraped the blue stone floor.

That was when Myeong Horim’s counterattack began.

Boom!

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes widened.

In an instant, his arm seemed to stretch out and he slashed his wooden sword diagonally.

It was a exquisite counterattack technique. It was not Myeong Horim’s reflexes, but the martial art itself that focused on counterattacking.

Clang!

He quickly retracted his iron rod and blocked it, but the impact remained.

It did not end there. Myeong Horim’s sword technique had just begun.

Kwoong!

Myeong Horim kicked the ground and advanced.

It was the true martial art of Goojumyeongga, the Golden Ra Divine Art, followed by the Demon Slayer Sword Technique. It was a powerful martial art that was only passed down to the bloodline, and it was not even a generation old.

Clang! Clang clang!

The sword technique he swung with both hands was heavy and powerful.

But there was no big feature in the form. It was like the truth that simplicity is strength, he gave strong power and fast speed to simple movements.

Clang clang!

Yeon Hojeong was pushed back in an instant. He turned his iron rod with both hands and blocked it, but he could not counterattack properly.

Myeong Horim’s eyes flashed.

He had seized the momentum and he intended to finish it. He raised the power of the Golden Ra Divine Art to the maximum.

Ziiiing!

The golden energy burned brighter.

At the same time, the energy on his sword began to swirl slowly.

‘…?!’

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes bulged.

‘What is this?!’

The Triple Strike of the sword was coming at him.

The form and the principle of the martial art were different. But he had seen the energy swirling inside the blade before.

Or rather, he had seen the way the energy was used before.

Clang clang! Thud!

The iron rod flew out and scratched the ground with a powerful strike.

The energy in the blade was spinning on its own. But the rotation was not visible to the human eye.

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes, his senses felt it.

The alienation from the martial arts of the Central Plains.

It looked honest and deep on the outside, but the way of using inner power was different from the martial arts of the Central Plains.

And that martial art…

‘Palm!’

Suddenly, Yeon Hojeong’s eyes turned pale blue.

Boom! Clang!

“Keeuk!”

Myeong Horim’s body was pushed back.

His eyes shook.

‘Wow, what a martial art!’

He looked at his sword.

The sword was almost shattered. If he had not raised the Golden Ra Divine Art to full power, he would have been seriously injured by this strike.

Myeong Horim looked at Yeon Hojeong.

Tss tss tss.

A cold aura flickered from Yeon Hojeong’s body. The Five Great Martial Arts of Yeonga, the Wall Ra Divine Art, was burning.

He held the iron rod with both hands and knelt on one knee. But the way he held the iron rod was strange.

It was not a spear or a rod technique, but a posture like holding a crescent moon blade or a large axe.

Myeong Horim felt a chill down his spine.

‘It’s not his real martial art!’

That’s right. The boxing, rod, and spear techniques that Yeon Hojeong had shown so far.

None of them were Yeon Hojeong’s real martial art. Yeon Hojeong’s true martial art was something much stronger and more explosive than that.

Sarang.

Yeon Hojeong bowed his head and got up from his seat.

It was like he was greeting him, or he did not want to show his face.

“It would be better to end the martial arts here.”

Was it a mistake? Yeon Hojeong’s voice sounded a bit cracked.

He threw away his broken sword and made a salute. His hands that made the salute trembled slightly. The shock was too great.

“I learned a lot.”

“Me too. Well then.”

With that, Yeon Hojeong crossed the martial arts hall and headed to the inner court. He walked so fast that Yeon Jipyung could not catch up with him.

The outer road to the inner court’s quarters.

A terrible killing intent glared from Yeon Hojeong’s eyes.

“…Goojumyeongga