Divine Demonic Path Chapter 51 : You Shouldn't Endure Being Insulted

Everyone thought that Shen Wuren had deliberately cut only the clothes.

But they were wrong.

From the beginning, what Shen Wuren had aid for was Cho Myung's lower abdon.

Of course, he had no intention of giving him a big wound.

He had just intended to lightly cut the flesh and let him know the gap between them.

But Cho Myung had avoided the sword strike that had been drawn in an instant. At first, he had thought it was a reflexive flinch. But seeing Cho Myung's expression now, which was not surprised at all, it was not that. He had avoided it himself, just as much as was necessary.

So now Shen Wuren was furious.

His pride was hurt.

"The fa of the Fighting Demon was not for nothing."

The reason he had avoided his sword was not because Cho Myung was amazing, but because the martial arts of the Fighting Demon were at a level where that was possible.

But the limit of the Fighting Demon was clear.

He would show that limit now.

"Thunderbolt Sword! It's the na that will make you realize your limit. Get ready!"

The sword technique that Cho Myung had avoided was only the basic form of the Thunderbolt Sword.

To see the proper Thunderbolt Sword, you had to receive the third form, the Thunderbolt Wild Dance.

Shen Wuren's eyes flashed coldly.

Cho Myung, who was facing him, did not even clench his fists.

Soone had said.

An eye for an eye.

Although he did not know where he had heard it, now it was an eye for an eye.

Cho Myung, who was standing facing Shen Wuren.

In the eyes of the other mbers of the Divine Martial Stage, he looked like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Although the fa of the Fighting Demon was once great, hadn't he failed to receive even a single sword strike from the Divine Sword of Huashan?

And this was his disciple.

And Shen Wuren was a mber of the Divine Martial Stage of Tianlian.

The genius of Sichuan Province had learned the Thunderbolt Sword directly from an absolute master for three years.

So the result was as clear as day.

The only question was at what point it would end.

Shen Wuren, who was known to be cold, if not ruthless, seed to be really angry, so on the one hand, he was worried.

"Shouldn't we stop him?"

Soone muttered.

"He wouldn't kill him, would he?"

"He won't kill him, but if he cuts off even one part..."

"Then what, will the Fighting Demon complain?"

They would ignore a living Fighting Demon, let alone a Fighting Demon who was already dead and gone.

Seeing that he was called the disciple of the Fighting Demon, he must not be a child of a prestigious family.

Since they overwheld him even in background, what was the problem?

While that thought was dominant, only Xue Gongdao made a slightly worried face.

'It would be troubleso if he gets seriously injured...'

Since Cho Myung was a person of the Hua Family Clinic, he was naturally concerned about Hua Sochen.

But it was already too late to stop him.

Cho Myung had approached Shen Wuren, and Shen Wuren's sword was coming out like a thunderbolt.

Pfft!

A sound of cutting through the air that brushed past his ear.

Although it was enough to make his heart sink, Cho Myung's face, who was staring at Shen Wuren, did not waver at all.

Pfft! Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!

A sword technique that cut and split the air breathlessly.

A dangerous sword technique that would cut off his neck and make his head fall in a mont of carelessness was truly running wild.

It was surprisingly fast. The mont he thought he had avoided it, it ca to cut his heart and tried to slit his throat.

It seed as if two swords were attacking simultaneously.

The killing intent hidden in the Thunderbolt Wild Dance was to drive the opponent breathlessly and cut off his neck in an instant.

But not a single drop of blood spurted out.

Only the clothes were cut here and there.

"......!"

Shen Wuren's face hardened more and more.

It was the sa even after he had perford the Thunderbolt Wild Dance three tis in a row.

Only the clothes of Cho Myung, who was shaking his upper body here and there, were being cut.

"Is, is that a joke?"

Soone muttered.

It ant, was Shen Wuren deliberately playing a joke? But no one answered.

It was not a situation to play a joke, nor was it Shen Wuren, and they were so surprised at the sight of Cho Myung shaking his upper body and avoiding the flickering sword's trajectory like a reed in the wind that they were at a loss for words.

If those who were watching were like this, there was no need to say how surprised Shen Wuren, who was directly facing him, was.

How could this be!

If the opponent had blocked with a weapon, he would understand.

If he had just jumped back and avoided it, he would understand.

If the dead Fighting Demon had co back to life and was doing this, he would sohow try to understand.

But it was none of those things!

This did not make sense.

He could not be convinced at all.

'Thunderbolt Annihilation? No! Thunderbolt Ten Thousand! I'll finish him with Thunderbolt Ten Thousand!'

A dangerous thought.

He had not yet mastered the final sword technique of the Thunderbolt Sword, Thunderbolt Ten Thousand.

Once he perford it, he could not stop in the middle.

The person who had taught him the Thunderbolt Sword had told him not to perform it carelessly until he had mastered it, unless it was a dangerous mont.

Nevertheless, Shen Wuren's mind was full of only Thunderbolt Ten Thousand.

It was because he had an ominous feeling that he would not be able to do anything to Cho Myung with other sword techniques.

'Hmph! I'll make him kneel with Thunderbolt Ten Thousand!'

Full of killing intent!

It was the mont Shen Wuren changed from the sword technique of the Thunderbolt Wild Dance to the sword technique of the Thunderbolt Ten Thousand.

Grab!

Cho Myung's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Shen Wuren's clothes. And he snatched it in one go.

Screech!

The clothes were torn long. And that was the end.

Shen Wuren's sword had stopped.

"Wh-what is this..."

Shen Wuren said.

He was so dumbfounded that his words trailed off and then faded away.

"I told you."

"What!"

"This is sothing my sister bought for ."

"So!"

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

"......!"

It ant that since Shen Wuren had cut his clothes, he had torn his clothes.

Shen Wuren, who had beco a figure with half of his upper body exposed because his clothes were torn long, was both dumbfounded and so angry that his face turned red and blue.

Rip!

Shen Wuren, who had torn off his tattered clothes and thrown them away.

He glared at Cho Myung with a face colder than ice.

"I was wrong. You have surpassed the limit of the Fighting Demon. So I will do it again. Now it's you and . A fight of pride as martial artists. Bet your life!"

Shen Wuren's face, who was staring at Cho Myung, changed.

The look of looking down on the opponent in his coldness disappeared.

'If I can't kill him, I'll die!'

It was a determination that surpassed simple killing intent.

When Shen Wuren's montum changed like that, the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage were also surprised.

They also could no longer look down on Cho Myung, and they began to worry so much that their hearts beca cold at the changed appearance of Shen Wuren.

While Shen Wuren's killing intent and fighting spirit were surging with an invisible energy, Cho Myung clenched his fists.

He would not run away anymore.

He would not avoid a fight either.

If it was to protect himself, his happiness, and the people close to him, he would fight fiercely.

It was the mont the two were about to clash with each other.

"What are you doing!"

A roar that shook the air suddenly burst out.

At that dignity, Shen Wuren and Cho Myung stopped what they were about to do and looked back.

The person who was striding into the front yard where the two were facing each other was none other than the head of the Tang family, Tang Huazong.

"You brats! Where do you think you are now!"

At the head of the Tang family's roar, the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage made a difficult face.

They had been so swept up in the atmosphere that they had not realized that the place they were in was the Tang family.

"It's a fight between martial artists."

Shen Wuren said.

He did not say it was a duel. It ant that it was a fight to see blood. At that aning, the head of the Tang family's eyebrows shot up.

"Do you dare to see blood in the Tang family! After entering the Divine Martial Stage, it seems you have nothing to fear!"

A huge montum rushed from the head of the Tang family.

It was the montum that the head of a sect had revealed with determination.

No matter how much of a flying and crawling talent he was, and even if he had learned directly from the absolute masters of the Divine Martial Stage, it was a montum that was difficult to handle with a period of three years.

Shen Wuren, whose complexion had changed, took a step back. It was inevitable as he was pushed back by the montum.

"Head of the family, please calm down."

Xue Gongdao said hurriedly.

"Calm down? You've insulted our main family like this, and you're telling to calm down!"

"What do you an, insult? That's not true. Who would dare to look down on the Tang family? That friend just ant to have a fight between martial artists...!"

"Is that how they teach in Qingcheng! Even if soone said they would see blood in the middle of Qingcheng, would you let them do that!"

Xue Gongdao's mouth was closed.

Hearing the head of the Tang family's words, it was an impossible thing.

The place they were in was the Tang family, and they had started it like a joke and had co to the point of seeing blood, so they had been careless in many ways.

From the Tang family's point of view, it was certainly a matter to be furious about.

"I'm sorry."

Xue Gongdao bowed his head. It seed he at least knew how to admit his mistake.

The head of the Tang family looked around at everyone in the hall once. He finally passed Shen Wuren and fixed his gaze on Cho Myung.

"What on earth happened?"

The head of the Tang family asked.

He was asking Cho Myung about the situation.

Not the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage.

It ant that he trusted Cho Myung more than anyone else in this place.

"I don't know either."

"You don't know?"

"I seem to have done sothing wrong, but I don't know what I did wrong."

Cho Myung, who had said that, looked at the disciple of Zhongnan, Zheng Jinfang, and then turned his head and stared at Shen Wuren.

And he asked the two.

"What did I do wrong to you, big brothers? Is it because I look funny to you? Or is it because you really want to fight? Why do you want to fight?"

His face was also full of questions, as if he really could not understand.

Hearing those words, the head of the Tang family roughly figured out what had happened.

'I sent him here to get to know them, but I was wrong! The children of the so-called prestigious sects have high noses!'

The head of the Tang family blad himself for his misjudgnt and frowned.

At that expression, Shen Wuren's face turned red.

He had thought that the head of the Tang family was finding their actions pathetic.

"I don't look down on the weak."

"Then why did you do that? Why did you swing your sword at ?"

"I despise those who act up without knowing their place as the weak. You looked like that."

Cho Myung could not understand.

So he asked as if to argue.

"Then shouldn't I? Shouldn't a weak person act up a little? Is that such a big mistake? A strong person can act carelessly, but a weak person can't?"

"No. I can't stand it when the weak act up."

Shen Wuren, who was speaking firmly.

The martial world is a world ruled by the law of the jungle. To those who thoroughly worship power, being weak is a sin. It is no different from admitting that it is okay for the strong to treat them carelessly. If you don't like that, you just have to beco strong. Because the martial world is a world ruled by the strong.

Although he could not know such detailed ways of thinking, at Shen Wuren's words now, Cho Myung tilted his head.

"Then why are you like that, big brother?"

"......?"

"Why are you acting carelessly towards ?"

"What?"

"You said that the weak shouldn't act carelessly, right?"

"......!"

A strong shock rushed in.

Bewildernt, surprise, and absurdity.

Everyone who was listening could not hide their bewildernt.

Even the head of the Tang family frowned.

Shen Wuren, who had said that the weak should not act carelessly, and Cho Myung, who had asked then why he was acting carelessly towards him.

Both had crossed a line they should not have crossed. Even though it was the Tang family, the head of the Tang family could no longer interfere.

"Are you mocking !"

Shen Wuren, who was raising his sword as if exploding with anger. But he could not swing his sword.

It was because Cho Myung had moved right in front of his nose. It was the mont he was about to swing his sword, and the mont he felt him move, he had already moved right in front of his nose.

"The Tang family is a good place. I thought the big brothers who are staying here would also be good people. So I didn't want to hurt you, big brother."

It ant that he had not used his full strength when they had fought just now.

It also ant that if he used his full strength, Shen Wuren would be hurt.

Depending on the person who heard it, it could be taken as a mockery. Shen Wuren also took it that way.

Shen Wuren, who had slowly moved his sword and placed it between himself and Cho Myung, looked at him with eyes colder than ever before and pushed Cho Myung.

"A martial artist whose pride has been broken is not alive even if he is alive!"

Shen Wuren thought he was at a crossroads of life and death.

If he could not cut Cho Myung here now, he was as good as dead.

The Tang family? The head of the Tang family?

No one could interfere now.

Shen Wuren took a big step back.

To create a distance even by stepping back was also an expression of his will that he could never stop the fight.

That no one should interfere.

Fortunately, no one was stopping him.

Shen Wuren, who had taken a deep breath, glared at Cho Myung.

'Thunderbolt Ten Thousand! It will restore my pride!'

The mont Shen Wuren's eyes flashed, his sword shot out powerfully.

Towards Cho Myung.

Filling the four directions of heaven and earth with the sword shadow of the thunderbolt!

The only thing that could stop it was death.

His own or the opponent's death.

That's what Shen Wuren thought.

But!

Thud!

An explosion burst out.

And one person staggered back.

It was Shen Wuren.

He was breathing heavily with a pale face.

On the other hand, Cho Myung, who had stopped in the posture of having thrown a punch, slowly corrected his posture.

The winner and the loser were decided by a single punch.

Cho Myung had not used his full strength this ti either. He had thrown his fist at the center of Shen Wuren's sword strike, following the feeling that this would be enough, and it really was enough.

Shen Wuren could fight more.

Because his body had not been broken by the blow just now. But his heart had been broken. He had lost, and he knew that he would lose even if he fought more, and he had even co to know that he was the weak one.

"Did he lose?"

"Did he really lose?"

"He lost."

It was the mont the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage beca as powerless as if it were their own defeat.

"The weak also have pride. And my master is a good person. So don't speak carelessly. I think I know now too. That you shouldn't endure being insulted."

Cho Myung turned his head from Shen Wuren at the end of those words. And he bowed his head to the head of the Tang family.

"I'm sorry."

"Th... no."

"I don't think I should be here."

"Yes, I'll prepare a new residence for you. Follow ."

Cho Myung left the place, following the head of the Tang family.

The remaining mbers of the Divine Martial Stage were engulfed in shock and could not co to their senses.

The pride and spirit they had in themselves, which had seed to pierce the sky as they were chosen for the Divine Martial Stage and received the teachings of the Six Orthodox Heavens directly, had been thoroughly broken at this mont.

"It's not just that he has surpassed the limit of the Fighting Demon..."

Xue Gongdao muttered with a surprised face.

(End of Chapter)