Ghost Face - Chapter 273
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Chapter 71. The dragon follows the clouds, the tiger follows the wind (2)
The actions that Jin Ga-yong has taken so far were preparations for completely awakening the Soul Sword. In order to gain greater power, a more difficult procedure was needed. So, it would be safe to say that he has sacrificed himself for this one move.
Hururuk.
As Jin Ga-yong poured a lot of his true energy into the spirit sword, an ominous aura burned and swelled on the sword’s body. And the bubbles inside the sphere shook.
Five eggs in total.
Jin Ga-yong communicated with them, and chose the two most energetic ones. He then gave orders in a dry voice. However, it was very foreign. It was clearly human speech, but it did not sound like it would come out of a human throat.
“Die. Open the way by dying.”
And Jin Ga-yong wrapped his sword over his head and slashed diagonally. It was empty space, and the direction it was pointing was where Ho Yeon-sang was on the other side of the stage. Then, the evil energy that had been attached to the two bells burst out ‘Pik Pik’. Then he screamed like he was going to die.
The audience could never have imagined that the Hongbokdang warriors who were protecting them would be swept away in an instant.
There were as many as forty of them. Even if he could defeat that many, since he was called the Sword Demon, what was his speed like? If the first line of defense was not even a bite away, then the second line of defense was exactly a bite away!
Yeah, everyone was dumbfounded.
But even so, they never thought that Jin Ga-yong would swing his sword at them. In the end, the enemy was the Sa-sa-bang, and among them, the acting Ho-yeon-sang, not them. Of course, he had warned them. He told them to get out. But they simply dismissed it as a hit. Of course, the crowd gathered here was a whopping five hundred people. Considering that it was their own sect and their backers, they thought that only if they were crazy would they dare to attack them.
But now, what is this author named Jin Ga-yong doing?
“Everyone, get out of here! It’s Kang-gi! He’s going to unleash his Kang-gi martial arts!”
Someone shouted and abruptly left the place. Jin Ga-yong’s sword caught fire and he swung it in this direction, which was his decision. However, it didn’t take long for that person to realize that he had misjudged.
‘Bulin Sword Jin Ga-yong, this crazy author has given up on living. How dare he swing his sword at me, who has no relation to me… Huh… Earthquake?’
Gulp.
Their eardrums rattled as if the earth was shaking. Then they suddenly stopped. And at that moment, wondering, ‘What just happened?’, something heavy approached them silently and struck their eardrums.
Thud- thud- thud- thud- thud- thud… … .
Blood spurted from the ears of over fifty people. And about the same number of others were groaning in agony as their ear holes were being dug into. A greater number of people were at a loss as to what to do with the ‘beep-‘ sound coming from their damaged ears and the heavy discomfort pressing down on their chests. And the other half were frozen in place by this grotesque scene.
So what happened next?
“Ugh~ Argh!”
Someone screamed. Then, from all over the place, there were cries. Ah, howling. That’s how the fear spread.
In fact, this was a temporary phenomenon, caused by a disaster that struck suddenly.
But during that short time, the crowd followed only their instincts. Some ran away in a hurry to get out of their seats, some covered their ears and lay down flat to prepare for a second attack, some were confused and wandered around, and some were still groaning in pain.
Ta-da-dak.
Jin Ga-yong quickly advanced toward Ho-yeon-sang through the chaotic plaza.
Although there were over five hundred people there, no one dared to pick a fight with him. They had no time to do so, and at least for the time being, they did not want to make eye contact. Those who did happen to meet him turned pale as if they had encountered the plague and retreated quickly. The crowd, who had enjoyed themselves from a superior position like spectators watching a dog fight in a dogfighting ring, were collectively scared by a single Jin Ga-yong.
So the road opened up.
But was this sight funny?
A sudden burst of laughter echoed through the square. The strange sound pierced the hearts of the bewildered crowd and gave them goosebumps. Let me add that this was also not a human sound.
Wooheehee-
The laughter of a ghost. It was the laughter of a fake mask that had dyed the whole of Shaanxi Province in blood. Hoyeonsang laughed until his throat burst while his eyes sparkled. However, he had been consistently talking about Jin Ga-yong as a villain in public. However, looking at him now, it was as if he was confessing that it was all a blatant lie, and that he had planned it.
What kind of weird thing is this?
It was because I was stimulated.
The words that Jin Ga-yong used to summon the ghost in the bell, the command to ‘open the way’, were also indirectly influenced by Ho Yeon-sang. So, should I say he got excited? His emotions were boiling and rising, and he couldn’t hold it in any longer.
So Hoyeonsang responded.
Come in!
‘Tsk. How can you be so blatant in doing something that could lead to you being caught later? You must be crazy… … I guess your madness is getting worse?’
Cheonchuchang Yeohoe, who was sitting with Hoyeonsang, clicked her tongue. The two were tied together by the Bulin Sword Jin Ga-yong, and they also had a love-hate relationship. So it was both refreshing and bittersweet.
And Jang An Il-geom Ma-sik, who was standing one step behind Ho-yeon-sang, had a dark expression on his face. It felt like the dream he had of taking flight through the Grand Duke was getting further and further away.
The two old men who were staying around them, the pair of Byeoncheonsanggoe, looked at each other with expressions of surprise and curiosity. And they exchanged words with their eyes, and their sinister expressions somehow gave off a cheerful and welcoming vibe.
And the leader of the diners, the king of the palace, the old Hongmiwon, was alone, a little away from the group. He glanced at Hoyeonsang’s strange laughter, but that was all. He returned to his usual cold expression, and it felt like he was not my concern.
Finally, there were fifty guards guarding Hoyeonsang. I don’t know what each of them was thinking, but at least they didn’t show any curiosity or doubt on the outside. They just focused on Jin Gayong who was quickly approaching. Then, the leader of the guards wiggled his eyebrows and opened his heavy mouth, judging that Jin Gayong had approached enough.
“The fourth and fifth divisions stand guard and watch for any other threats that may arise.”
“yes.”
“And the rest of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd groups, follow me. The opponent is expected to be a special class. So brace yourself.”
“yes.”
“It’s a battle. Let’s go!”
“under!”
The official name of the Lion King’s Guard was the Iron Armored White Turtle Corps.
The total number of people was 150. This time, 50 people went out with the owner of the room, Kwak Bu-ui, and 50 stayed with the acting owner, Ho Yeon-sang. The remaining 50 were divided among the owner’s immediate family, including Kwak Nan-hoe, and several others.
As the mission of the escort unit was a mission, the allowance was high and the treatment was special. And naturally, the selection criteria were high. The qualification itself was limited to those who had served as a captain in each unit for more than five years, and among them, those who were selected through a rigorous examination. They were those who had matured in both martial arts and experience, and were truly the ‘elite’ among the ‘elite’.
Thirty of them participated.
They had stood their ground like rocks, silently, no matter what commotion had been going on. But once they started to move, they rushed at Jin Ga-yong, spewing out wild anger like excited beasts.
It started with three people.
Jin Ga-yong ran and they ran too, so the collision was instantaneous. In the midst of all this, one of them just threw his body first. He charged forward as if he was going to stab me, and it seemed like he was saying that if you stab me, I will stab you too. It was his guts to say, “If you’re going to kill me, then kill me.”
So Jin Ga-yong said so. He immediately swung his sword and struck the warrior’s neck. Then, as the warrior was dying, he struck the blade of the sword with his left hand and deflected it. However, the blow that was prepared for death had more power than Jin Ga-yong had thought, and so he was unable to completely remove the trajectory.
… … !
Jin Ga-yong turned his body in a hurry. The sword slashed at his side, drawing blood. It was the first wound he had received since the start of the battle.
And that wasn’t the end.
Before Jin Ga-yong could even recover his disorganized posture, the two following him attacked from the left and right. It was cold. The determination etched into their eyes was fierce beyond compare.
The next moment, a sword and two swords clashed fiercely. They cut and slashed. They passed and pulled back. They stabbed and returned the blow.
Car window~ rustle. thud- thud-
And the three passed each other.
Jin Ga-yong staggered and barely regained his balance, his left shoulder area turning red. And one of the warriors who passed him collapsed after not even taking three steps, while another staggered for another ten steps before falling over.
Hook. Hook.
Before Jin Ga-yong could even exhale, a warrior with a sword and shield rushed at him. It was a wheeled battle. It seemed like they were constantly pushing forward like a wagon wheel, draining their strength.
Whoosh~
When Jin Ga-yong shook his wrist, the spirit sword responded, and when he stabbed the warrior who had come forward alone, it dug into his heart with a ‘squeak~’ sound.
Then the opposing warrior roared so loudly that my ears were ringing. It was the roar of a lion.
“Shout!”
At the same time, Musa kicked away the spirit sword with the circular shield he had on his left hand, and stabbed Jin Ga-yong in the thigh with the blue sword he held in his right hand. At this time, his movements were restrained and his spirit was overflowing. He successfully countered Jin Ga-yong’s attack by suppressing the sound energy with his spirit.
It was Jin Ga-yong’s misjudgment. His opponent did not simply come forward to take away his strength. He was the leader of the guards, Baek Gyu, the Iron Jar.
In an instant, Jin Ga-yong looked straight at him. He was strong enough to take down the enemy in one breath. At that moment, Baek Gyu’s Cheonggang sword was stabbing his thigh.
Common sense would have dictated that I take a step back, catch my breath, and then confront him.
However, it would be difficult to delay here. Even if he could take out the warriors of the escort group that were rushing in, he would still be caught by the warriors of the Cheongungdang or Hongbokdang who were chasing him. He was not approaching the enemies quietly and defeating them all at once, but was using his sharp senses to penetrate the enemy lines.
‘An arrow that has lost its power is no longer a threat. Therefore, let’s move forward!’
Jin Ga-yong instantly reversed his internal energy. By doing so, he was able to float up to the height of this field without any signs or changes. It was as if gravity had been reversed, or like a salmon swimming against the current.
The Qinggang sword stabbed the air in vain.
Eogi-chung-so (御氣衝遡)? Baek-gyu was surprised because it was a movement that was beyond the range he had anticipated. However, even though he was surprised, he instinctively raised his left arm and protected it with a shield.
At that very moment, Jin Ga-yong, who had risen to the height of this chapter, reversed his internal energy and fell back down. Yes, he struck down.
Empty~
Baek Gyu’s knees buckled from the intense impact. He squeezed his muscles and pushed the shield with all his might, trying to hold on no matter what. He raised the energy in his danjeon and shouted.
“Hap!”
At that moment, Jin Ga-yong withdrew the force he had been striking down as if it were a lie. Then, he used the shield as a stepping stone and Baek Gyu’s pushing force as his driving force.
The goal is Hoyeonsang, fifty paces away.
He flew forward, trying to end his enemy’s life in one breath.
Whoosh-