I Became the Hidden Ruler of the Martial World Chapter 72

In front of Baek Sowol's party, who were fleeing from the jiangshi, an unexpected situation arose.

Baek Sowol's subordinates had joined them faster than expected, taking a different route.

"Why did you co so quickly?"

"Since the Heavenly Demon did not specify a route, we just ca by the fastest route."

Baek Sowol's head started to ache.

They were those who had beco loyal to her command due to the curse cast by their forr leader.

However, since they were thinking beings, if there were no detailed contents in the process of carrying out the command, they would act on their own.

'What should I do?'

Baek Sowol quickly assessed the situation and racked her brain.

'There is a limit to continuing to run away in a situation where I don't know how long the jiangshi will follow.'

Baek Sowol decided to fight back.

"All mbers, form a line!"

Since she had made up her mind, her actions were fast.

"Those things are tough! They will continue to move unless their whole body is shattered! So don't overdo it!"

Baek Sowol gave the command and threw Tang Yuhwa and the limbless jiangshi she was holding towards her subordinates.

"Focus on protecting the Sichuan Divine Doctor as much as possible and move in a hit-and-run manner!!"

"Yes, sir!"

After finishing her command, Baek Sowol charged towards the jiangshi without delay.

There was no carelessness as when she first faced the jiangshi.

She operated the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, circulated her internal energy throughout her body, imbued her palm with internal energy, and stretched it out.

At that mysterious internal energy operation, the internal energy imbued in her palm writhed ferociously.

And so, Baek Sowol stretched out her hand towards a jiangshi.

Poof!

A palm-sized hole appeared in the jiangshi's torso.

Without stopping, Baek Sowol moved only her shoulder and moved her hand.

The energy of a wondrous palm technique was scattered around her.

As she faced the jiangshi, the days of training with Baek Yoonjun ca to Baek Sowol's mind.

-As expected, it seems better to just swing it as I see fit at the ti rather than creating a separate form.

A young Baek Sowol was diligently flapping her arms and legs in the front yard of Baek Yoonjun's residence.

Although she was training diligently in her own way, from the side, it just looked like she was flapping her arms and legs.

-How can you use martial arts without a form?

After flapping for a long ti, Baek Sowol answered Baek Yoonjun's words.

-You just use it, appropriately according to the situation.

-What about internal energy operation?

-Isn't it just a matter of moving internal energy like you move your arms and legs?

Baek Sowol looked at Baek Yoonjun with eyes as if she were looking at a creature from another world.

Then she soon understood.

Because in Baek Sowol's eyes, Baek Yoonjun was a being who possessed a high-level martial art of a different dinsion.

-Isn't that sothing only Master can do?

-What are you talking about? I'm just a common third-rate martial artist, so why are you talking as if you're looking at a strange person?

-That third-rate thing...

Baek Sowol looked at him with a sowhat suspicious look.

-Wait a minute.

Seeing that look, Baek Yoonjun left for a mont and then brought a stone.

It was not just a stone, but a stone that felt a cold energy, used as a pressing stone for the herb warehouse.

Baek Yoonjun took a stance and then swung his sword at the stone.

It was a sword strike like a picture, without any frills.

Kang!

Although it was a sword that seed to cut through everything, the sword bounced off the stone.

-I can't even cut a piece of stone like this.

-Could it be that that stone is special?

-Of course, I admit that this stone is a little sturdier than other stones. But it's still a stone.

A stone that Baek Yoonjun thought was a little hard, a stone that Baek Sowol thought was a Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Iron.

Although there was a commotion later when Baek Sowol touched the stone and couldn't let go for a while, that was not important right now.

Baek Sowol's thoughts ended.

'The current jiangshi is to like the stone that Master tried to cut back then.'

Although her hands were still busy dealing with the jiangshi, her mind was complicated.

'Master said that form is not necessary in martial arts.'

What was important was the insight she had gained at that ti.

'But that is formlessness. A realm that I dare not covet at my current level.'

Baek Sowol dealt with the jiangshi and assessed the situation.

'It's okay for now, but as ti passes, it's this side that will be at a disadvantage.'

The jiangshi's arm grazed Baek Sowol's cheek.

Although she had avoided it by a paper's breadth, a red line of blood stread down.

'If I can gather the jiangshi in one place, it would be worth a shot.'

But such a good situation did not happen just because she wanted it to.

Perhaps because the jiangshi had no intelligence, they were all over the place and never gathered in one place.

'Is there no way out? A little, even a very small way out!!'

As ti passed, Baek Sowol's condition worsened.

Although there were no fatal injuries, small wounds all over her body increased.

At that mont, a strange sight ca into Baek Sowol's eyes.

Baek Sowol's subordinates.

'Why aren't the jiangshi attacking them?'

For so reason, the jiangshi did not attack Baek Sowol's subordinates but rushed at Baek Sowol and Tang Yuhwa like crazy.

She didn't know why this phenonon was happening.

However.

'A way out!'

Because of that, Baek Sowol found a way out.

"All mbers, drive the jiangshi to one place!!"

"Yes, sir!"

The number of subordinates was less than the jiangshi.

However, the jiangshi did not attack the subordinates at all.

She didn't know if they saw them as their own kind or as if they didn't exist.

They did not react at all even when attacked.

Thanks to that, although it was impossible to deal with the jiangshi, they succeeded in driving them to one place.

"We have driven them to one place!"

"Now, retreat!"

As soon as the jiangshi were gathered in one place, Baek Sowol brought her hand to the hilt of her Black Iron Azure Jade and took a ready stance.

'Just one sword. There is no other room.'

In Baek Sowol's mind, her martial arts began to be established.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Art passed down from her master.

Although it was a martial art tailored to Baek Sowol herself, since the one who had made it was Baek Yoonjun, it was based on formlessness.

For Baek Sowol, who found it difficult to fully accept formlessness, she had to establish the Heavenly Demon Divine Art in her own way to suit herself.

The ready stance for that.

As Baek Sowol took a ready stance and took a step, a ferocious energy began to run wild from her body.

The ferocious energy, as if it would tear apart everything around it, spread in all directions with an aura as if it would even tear apart the sky.

If the sky were above her, she would tear even that sky apart.

'Heaven Rending.'

With a single sword strike.

'One Sword.'

Baek Sowol's hand gripped the hilt of the Black Iron Azure Jade.

At the sa ti, the blade of the Black Iron Azure Jade began to be drawn from its scabbard.

A sword that was neither fast nor slow.

A sword that at first glance resembled Baek Yoonjun's one strike.

But it was completely different.

'Master's sword looks fast, but it is close to soft... the extre of soft and fast.'

From the first ti she saw Baek Yoonjun, Baek Sowol had admired his sword.

But as the level of her martial arts increased, she realized that it was difficult to follow her master.

'The sword that suits , whose desire for revenge still does not die out in my heart.'

Strong.

The speed at which the Black Iron Azure Jade ca out of its scabbard was not fast.

It ca out of its scabbard, embracing the energy that would slowly tear the sky apart.

That was not the act of drawing a sword.

It was the act of releasing a ferocious beast that would tear the sky apart from inside the scabbard.

The ferocious beast that had jumped out of the scabbard ran wild like crazy.

The ferocious beast that had torn apart the jiangshi did not stop and continued to run wild.

It stretched out with the montum that had torn the sky apart.

'It's not enough.'

But it could not tear the sky.

Before that, Baek Sowol's energy had run out.

"Hah, hah."

Baek Sowol, who had delivered the one strike, let out a rough breath and barely stood, supporting her body with her sword.

Since she had used her internal energy to its limit, her dantian was empty.

She didn't even have the strength to move a single finger.

In the quiet space where the jiangshi had been torn apart, only Baek Sowol was letting out a rough breath.

It seed as if everything was over.

At that mont.

"Kuaaaaaaah!!"

A relatively intact jiangshi that had been buried in the remains of the jiangshi rushed at Baek Sowol.

"Damn it..."

Baek Sowol, who could not even lift a finger, cursed as she looked at the rushing jiangshi.

The mont the rushing jiangshi reached right in front of Baek Sowol's nose.

"You've worked hard."

Tang Yuhwa popped out from behind Baek Sowol.

"Wh-what are you doing?!"

Baek Sowol was flustered by the unexpected situation.

Although Tang Yuhwa's hidden weapons and poison were certainly dangerous, they did not work on the jiangshi.

Baek Sowol, who could not understand what on earth she was thinking of jumping out, just stared blankly at Tang Yuhwa's back.

As Tang Yuhwa reached the front of the jiangshi, she stretched out her hand towards the jiangshi.

In her hand was a small needle.

A common acupuncture needle that she had also used before.

However, that needle was dyed a very ominous deep green color.

Sizzzzle.

The green needle was slowly lting.

Flinch.

Seeing that needle, Baek Sowol felt an indescribable ominous feeling and flinched slightly without realizing it.

The needle left Tang Yuhwa's hand.

Although it was maintaining its shape, the continuously lting needle was stuck in the jiangshi's body.

Very lightly, as if it had made a small wound.

And.

"Kuaaaaaaah!! Kuaaaaaah!! Kuaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The jiangshi, which had only been letting out roars until now, began to make a different sound.

The jiangshi, which had only been acting to tear apart the human in front of it even when Baek Sowol had torn its limbs.

It was letting out a crazy roar as if it were feeling pain and twisting its body as if in pain.

Sizzzzle.

The stuck needle lted, and the jiangshi's body also began to lt like the needle.

As if it were a lting substance from the beginning, like boiling molten iron, it lted from the outside to the inside.

A mont later, the jiangshi had lted without a trace.

"Hah."

In front of that, Tang Yuhwa let out a faint breath.

A faint, formless poison energy spread around her.

Feeling a tingling sensation on her skin, Baek Sowol stared blankly at Tang Yuhwa's back.

And so, after a short while, Baek Sowol, who had co to her senses.

"If you had sothing like that, why didn't you use it sooner?"

She grumbled at Tang Yuhwa.

Although she had been briefly flustered by the incomprehensible phenonon of the extre poison, the only emotion left now was just dumbfoundedness.

"If I use it once, I can't use it for a while."

Tang Yuhwa received such words from Baek Sowol with a toneless answer.

"Ha."

At those words, Baek Sowol just let out a dumbfounded laugh.

Letting out a laugh, she brought up the strange question she had been feeling since before.

"What's with your tone?"

"What?"

"Your tone has beco strange."

"I haven't."

Baek Sowol felt that Tang Yuhwa's inside was as brazen as her expressionless face.

And so, after so ti passed and she had caught her breath.

"This much should be enough, right?"

"I think so."

Baek Sowol's party collected the jiangshi corpses, loaded a few of them onto their luggage, and prepared for their journey again.

At that ti.

"Those people might be related to the jiangshi."

"What?"

Baek Sowol received a shocking statent from Tang Yuhwa.

–

"Ah, it's not like that."

"Then how about this? Older brother?"

"Hmm."

"Ah... is it not?"

Baek Yoonjun was looking at Cheon Suhye's sword.

The sword of Cheon Suhye that Baek Yoonjun saw was just pathetic in his eyes.

'No matter how third-rate or lower she is, she's still too pathetic.'

At Cheon Suhye's sword, which was much more pathetic than expected, Baek Yoonjun was at a loss.

'How should I teach this?'

And so, as he was worrying about education, Baek Yoonjun recalled the past.

'The child I taught under similar conditions... was it Sowol?'

Looking back now, Baek Sowol, who had better martial talent than Cheon Suhye, Tang Yuhwa, or Hong Yungae.

When he had just taken her in as a disciple, Baek Sowol had had even more pathetic skills than Cheon Suhye.

'The training I did at that ti was physical training.'

Since he thought that physical strength was the foundation of everything, he had made Baek Sowol do physical training, and the result was successful.

'She grew faster than anyone I taught.'

Baek Yoonjun organized his thoughts and opened his mouth.

"For now, it seems that training the body is a priority over the sword."

"I have been training diligently..."

"For now, let's do as I say."

"I understand, older brother."

From that day on, Cheon Suhye's physical training began.

The problem was that the standard was Baek Yoonjun himself.

'To rise to the third-rate, you have to do this much.'

In a word, it ant he didn't know the limit.

"Faster! Faster!!"

"Hah! Hah!"

"Now, you will touch the tree you see over there and co back within a mont. Go!"

"Heok! Hah!"

Baek Yoonjun pointed at a large tree in the distance with his hand, and Cheon Suhye ran, panting like crazy.

And so, Cheon Suhye, who was being rolled like crazy by Baek Yoonjun.

'Ugh.'

She grabbed the area around her heart while running.

The pain in her heart that had recently appeared.

It was not a particular problem.

No, rather, it was helpful.

Although the pain in her heart was very painful, strangely, when her heart ached, her whole body overflowed with vitality.

'It could be a misunderstanding, so it's better not to tell older brother.'

Since she thought it was not particularly harmful, she did not inform Baek Yoonjun.

Due to the vitality originating from the pain in her heart, Cheon Suhye was able to follow Baek Yoonjun's rolling to so extent.

And Baek Yoonjun, who saw that.

'She's following well? She can do more intense physical training.'

He decided to roll her even harder.

(End of Chapter)