Chapter 505: Side Story 5

Chapter side_5

“Haha-!”

The man laughed.

What did it matter that he was caught?

Escaping from such a place was nothing. At best a petty criminal? If they knew how many corpses of the Hao Sect members he had piled up, such words would not have come out.

He is strong.

‘Yes, I am strong!’

The man possessed strength strong enough to smash everything Gu Mu-ak had built up. That he had not lost to anyone from the time he learned this martial art until now proved that.

Having gained confidence, there was nothing to hold him back.

Hao Sect, Nine Sects and One Gang, Eight Great Families?

Such places did not even enter his eyes.

Since his confidence was overflowing and his nose-bridge pierced the sky, it felt as if he had become the best under heaven.

‘It is the martial art of none other than the Martial God! No one can defeat me!’

The running man cast off the human skin mask he was wearing. The hideous face was revealed intactly, but that was precisely the man’s natural face.

Now there is no need to hide it.

Revealing everything, he pushes the fellows into the abyss at once. That was the revenge the man planned, and also a work proving that he was alive.

He wanted to collapse the Hao Sect right away, but that was for later.

If it was a place associated with the Hao Sect, he would smash them all down one by one and choke their windpipes.

Then they would soon shiver in fear, waiting for the day their leashes would be cut.

Thinking of that, he felt good and a laugh leaked out naturally.

“Huh?”

At that moment, a strange human shadow was seen.

It was the appearance of someone coming through the forest path while grumbling. What was so not to his liking that he spat out curses continuously, but soon stopping at a spot, he stared fixedly at the place where the man was.

“Hey! Come out quickly! Damn it! I need to pack my bags, and what on earth is this state because of you?”

The figure shouted loudly.

Since it was as if it was a word spoken toward the man, he had no choice but to be surprised. He thought he was moving secretly. Even more, since the distance between that figure and the man was considerable, it was right that he should not notice his existence under normal circumstances.

Yet he noticed?

He looked around, thinking whether someone had informed him, but he did not feel the presence of others chasing. If so, the thought arose whether it was a sound made toward someone other than himself, but no such sign was seen.

An uneasiness soared up slitheringly.

“You’re not coming out? Huh?”

The figure frowned even more.

He moved his body one step forward, but instantly vanished.

“……?!”

The moment he opened his eyes wide in sudden surprise.

“I mean you, you.”

Before he knew it, a voice was heard from the side.

He whipped his head. There, the face of the figure who was at that far distance had closed in to right before his nose. It was an enormous speed that could not be chased even by human eyes.

Shouldn’t one commonly say this was like a flash of lightning?

Simultaneously, a hand was extended, and the man’s face was grabbed.

He felt a feeling as if his body was moving, and then.

Boom!

“Keu-huk!”

The man ended up driving his head straight into the ground.

Swellingly, dark red blood shot up from his mouth, and his head shook greatly, making his front go faint.

“Where does a trifling fellow come from, approaching while harboring killing intent?”

The figure, no, Jang Sam-tae kicked the collapsed man with his foot. Because he used internal energy, every time he did so, the man’s body flinched greatly.

“Keuuuk…….”

“Who are you?”

Jang Sam-tae sat down and looked at the man.

The hideously distorted face was to the extent that it was hard to view as human. If it was in the past, he would have been terrified the moment he saw it and also avoided it in disgust, but the current Jang Sam-tae was one who had experienced numerous works due to Dan Woo-hyun.

For barely this kind of work, he did not even blink an eye.

Jang Sam-tae looked at the one pinned under his gaze with a nonchalant gaze. Rather than seeing him as human, it was as if seeing one he could stomp to death anytime.

That was a look like when Dan Woo-hyun resolved to kill the opponent, which seemed to be used as Jang Sam-tae’s own way of distinguishing enemy from friend.

Or it might be a matter where master and servant resemble each other.

“Y… Who are you!”

“Oh?”

At that moment, the man stood up from his seat with a start and retreated backward.

He wiped the blood he spilled at the corner of his mouth and caught his breath. Although it was a surprise attack of a moment, since it was a great move to the point that a large shock came to his body, he thought he might be the strongest person among those he had met until now.

He wondered if by chance he was the best under heaven, Dan Woo-hyun, whom people spoke of.

‘Indeed… the one called the best under heaven is different indeed.’

But he was not afraid to an strange degree.

Was it due to his appearance?

Or was it due to his face?

It was because of the ordinariness that could just be commonly seen anywhere, or would likely be here and there even among the Hao Sect ruffians.

‘No… he is a guy who would look suitable if he held a broom and swept the yard.’

Having such thoughts, he smirked.

Because the shape of the best under heaven was too different from what he had thought.

It seemed he could do it.

It was a move he could have sufficiently dodged had he not received the surprise attack. If he only guarded against that, there were many of his own attacks that would surely work on the opponent.

Whichever way, is this side not the Martial God’s martial arts!

The opponent was at best a person who heard the word best under heaven, and the Martial God is an existence handed down as a legend even now, and he himself is the descendant who inherited his true teachings.

There is no way he would lose.

“Then who are you?”

At that moment, Jang Sam-tae asked with a crooked expression.

Since it was an expression where not even any emotion was felt toward the opponent, in fact he looked as if he did not even want to ask that name, but since the opponent asked, he seemed to have become curious.

“I am called Dok Gong-jin.”

“I am Jang Sam-tae.”

“Huh?”

“What?”

The moment he heard the word Jang Sam-tae, the man wore a puzzled expression. If it was the best under heaven, the name seemed to have definitely been Dan Woo-hyun, but did his name change in the meantime?

Or was it his misconception?

“…Are you not Dan Woo-hyun?”

“If it was our Manor Lord, you would have already been split in half, you son of a bitch.”

Jang Sam-tae kicked the ground as if it was bothersome.

With a violent sound of ‘Pung!’, countless fragments splattered. That instantly became hidden weapons and poured out, but the moment he saw it flying with his eyes, everything was already too late.

‘I c… can’t dodge!’

Thud thud thud!

“Kuaaaaagh!”

Countless fragments poured onto his entire body.

Those which could neither be dodged nor blocked pierced his skin in an instant and struck his body, bringing insane pain to the man.

Thud.

Soon, Dok Gong-jin’s body staggered and collapsed.

He threw up blood in gushes from his mouth, and his eyes were already shaking. That the focus was not visible proved that he had received a fatal wound.

“There is not just one or two sons of bitches like you. Those who find the Hunan Dan Family displeasing, hate that those fellows are doing well, and came for revenge-fellows like that, I mean.”

“Keu-huk…….”

“But you know what? Even so, the Hunan Dan Family does not collapse. Do you seem to know a bit now why it is the best under heaven?”

Every time Jang Sam-tae’s words were heard, the man’s body trembled flinchingly. Also, every time his footstep sound grew closer and closer, his lips trembled faintly in fear.

In his eyes, Jang Sam-tae’s footsteps were sounding like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper.

Soon, Jang Sam-tae, who had approached right before his nose, hung a cynical laugh on his mouth and slowly raised his foot.

“And among such fellows, there is no one who returned alive. Truly regrettable, isn’t it?”

* * *

“Aey, damn it… unpleasantly!”

Jang Sam-tae, who returned to the manor, frowned while shaking off the blood stained on his hands. For the past few years, those who came to obtain the title of the best under heaven, or pretending to take revenge, were so many as to be tripped over by the feet.

Every time that happened, Jang Sam-tae or others went out to search and removed such fellows, but the unpleasant feeling after disposal did not vanish at all.

“Yes, what kind of fellow was it today?”

“It was a fellow with a truly strange face. Good grief, where he came from…”

Sa Do-hak asked, looking at such appearance of Jang Sam-tae as if it was interesting.

Watching Jang Sam-tae whose skill differed day by day, it was as if seeing his past self for no reason, so interest was naturally drawn.

Sa Do-hak was convinced.

That in the future, one of the positions of the Five Emperors would surely be Jang Sam-tae.

Considering that even currently his skill had no particular difference from Namgung So-hye, he wondered if he might even contest a good match with the Ten Venerables.

Although his age is said to be greater than Namgung So-hye, if calculating the training period, there would be no one in the current Central Plains who had grown this rapidly.

“He must be the one the Hao Sect was searching for. Since we are backing the Hao Sect, it might be the thought to strike the Dan Family first…”

A slender beautiful voice was heard.

As Jang Sam-tae turned his head to look, there was a woman beautiful to the extent of making eyes spin. Namgung So-hye, who had become a layer more mature than the past, revealed her elegant figure and let out a deep sigh.

“Was there no treasure?”

The voice heard soon after was Dan Woo-hyun.

He looked at Jang Sam-tae with a doubtful expression, which was as if it contained a reprimand of whether you pocketed it.

Jang Sam-tae raised his voice with a dumbfounded expression.

“There were three iron coins! I am even on my way back after giving that as travel expenses for the path to the underworld!”

“I see…”

“I did not pocket even a single one! Do I look like a fellow who would do that, this Jang Sam-tae?”

“…….”

When Dan Woo-hyun had no answer, Jang Sam-tae held his breath. He turned to look at Sa Do-hak and Namgung So-hye, but those two also turned their gazes and avoided him.

Because Dan Woo-hyun, called the Gold Demon, was Dan Woo-hyun, but Jang Sam-tae was also someone who had an obsession with money not easily matched.

More so since his own child was born, all the more.

“Tsk! I shall go and pack my bags!”

Grumbling with a reluctant expression, Jang Sam-tae soon returned to his room. Unlike his outward appearance, his expression was considerably good, which looked clearly excited in mood for the vacation he received for the first time.

Sa Do-hak glanced at Dan Woo-hyun.

“Are you… really going to give that fellow a vacation?”

“Yes, what can I do since he says he wants to go.”

Dan Woo-hyun shined a smirk.

Although what he was thinking could not be known, he also seemed to care about Jang Sam-tae in his own way.

However, Sa Do-hak showed a puzzled expression, thinking that the sly snake-like Dan Woo-hyun was not one who would let Jang Sam-tae go easily like this.

“Hohoho, if that child is not here, we will suffer for the time being…”

Namgung Cheon burst into a roar of laughter.

Since he did not fail to know the importance of Jang Sam-tae who took on the work of the manor, the thought was strong that they would suffer while he was away.

“…….”

Rummagingly

However, Sa Do-hak looked at Namgung Cheon with a strange gaze.

Because he saw him putting in this and that as if packing some bags. Soon, he put down one beside Dan Woo-hyun and another in front of his own feet.

“…What is that?”

“Hoho, do you not know looking at it? It is a bundle.”

Only then did Sa Do-hak realize something and urgently threw his body toward his room.

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