A large pole was erected at the main gate of Yifeng Hall.
Twenty black clothes were tied to the pole. They were the clothes of the assassins captured last night.
It was a ssage to the Heaven of Killing Emperors.
To send as many assassins as they wanted.
It was also a show of confidence to the people of Guiyang.
That Yifeng Hall was still strong.
The martial artists of Yifeng Hall, who had been able to sleep soundly thanks to Cho Myung, who had detected the assassins' approach in advance and captured them all, started their day as usual.
As soon as they finished breakfast, the ronin of the Gale Squad headed to the mountains.
It was to train.
It was the training that the top master, Cho Myung, was doing, and since the master of Yifeng Hall had even told them about breathing, saying it was an excellent training, how could they neglect it?
They trained by running horizontally at the foot of a mountain slope, close to flat ground, as Gwak No had told them to.
At this ti, Cho Myung also joined.
Since the assassins of the Heaven of Killing Emperors might attack the Gale Squad, one of the two, Yu Bicheon or Cho Myung, had to accompany them.
Although Cho Myung had stayed up all night, he was not tired at all.
As soon as the Immortal Demonic Aura had swept through his body once, his fatigue had completely disappeared.
Cho Myung preferred to move his body rather than stay still.
Especially the feeling of the wind hitting him as he ran through the mountains was as good as flying.
So he ran to the top of the mountain in one go and then ran down with all his might, training without a break. Of course, it was a training where he moved in a zigzag and stretched out his fist.
Thud!
"Aaargh! Wh-who are you!"
An old herbalist who was climbing the mountain, looking only at the ground, was startled by the sudden appearance of Cho Myung and fell on his buttocks.
Cho Myung, who had detected the presence of the herbalist while training, had run over in one go.
"P-please spare . All I have is..."
The old herbalist held out his basket with a scared face.
A few herbs were visible.
Cho Myung squatted down in front of the old man.
"Grandfather."
"Yes?"
"You're an assassin, aren't you?"
"A-an assassin?"
"You sll the sa."
"What sll?"
"You sll the sa as the assassins I caught last night."
"......"
The old herbalist's eyes wavered.
There was such a thing as an atmosphere.
Whether it was sincere or a lie.
The old man, who had looked into Cho Myung's two eyes, sensed that it was sincere. So he aid for a fleeting mont and swung his hand. The hoe in his hand cut through the wind and struck Cho Myung's neck.
The two were so close that they could be called nose to nose.
In addition, he had stolen the opponent's breath and swung the hoe in a surprise attack.
Unless it was a master of the absolute realm, the sky of the Orthodox Faction, it was impossible to avoid.
The old man, who was a first-class assassin of the Heaven of Killing Emperors, was so confident.
Thwack!
A heavy feeling was transmitted to the hand holding the hoe.
But there was no scream or blood.
"......!"
The old man, who was a first-class assassin of the Heaven of Killing Emperors, was flustered.
Because Cho Myung's hand was holding the hoe.
Not just anyone could beco a first-class assassin of the Heaven of Killing Emperors.
As soon as the hoe was blocked, the old man kicked up his left foot. He accurately aid for the vital point of Cho Myung's armpit, which had blocked the hoe.
Thwack!
Cho Myung was faster.
He struck the shin of the leg that the old man was kicking up with his left fist.
"Ugh?"
The old man's face was distorted with pain.
The shin bone was broken in a single blow.
The problem was not just that.
Cho Myung's fist was filling his two eyes.
'This guy was a hidden master!'
Thwack!
The old man, who had approached to get a closer look, thinking that he might be the true identity of the hidden master, after seeing Cho Myung training from a distance, lost consciousness and fell back with a thud.
***
Evil Family Fortress.
"Why is there no report yet!"
When Zuo Zimu, one of the five great guardians of the Heaven of Killing Emperors, got angry, the leader of the Hundred Kill Group hurriedly bowed his head.
"Given the ti, it seems he was defeated by the hidden master."
"Hidden master, my ass, I just told you to find out what the hell he looks like, and you failed! Don't you know that we have to at least know his appearance to find out what kind of brat he is!"
"I'm sorry. Fortunately, the matter on the Zhao Family's side is going well, so there will be no disruption to the great cause."
"You idiot! Our children were stripped naked and hung on a pole, who told you to worry about the great cause!"
Although it was clothes that were hung on the generation, in Zuo Zimu's position, it was the sa.
"I'm sorry!"
"Go yourself! Go and just find out his appearance. Don't get caught by going close like a fool!"
"Yes, sir!"
Zuo Zimu gave the order to the leader of the Hundred Kill Group to move himself.
He was very hurt in his pride that he had not even been able to find out the opponent's appearance despite having suffered a great failure to the extent that his underlings had not returned three tis.
In addition, to be hung on a pole!
It was a very insulting provocation.
***
"They say the assassins' clothes were hung in Yifeng Hall."
"It seems they were lucky."
"It doesn't seem to be just a matter of luck. According to what I hear, there were no casualties on that side."
"How can that be?"
"I also couldn't believe it, so I investigated through a reliable route, and it seems to be true."
At the Qingfeng Sect Master's words, the Zhao Family Master's face was distorted.
The two looked at the upper seat, Mu Yanchou, with a downcast face.
Mu Yanchou, who was stroking his lower jaw, straightened his posture and said.
"If you were in the position of the Heaven of Killing Emperors, which of the two, this side or Yifeng Hall, would you send your elite to?"
"......!"
"......?"
"This place where the Divine Martial Stage is stationed, and Yifeng Hall, which has been cut in half. I'm asking which side you would focus on to seize the land of Guiyang."
"Of course, the Divine Martial Stage."
"I see. There was a reason why Yifeng Hall was fine."
The Qingfeng Sect Master and the Zhao Family Master smiled all over their faces.
Mu Yanchou, who was watching the scene, shook his head inwardly.
'Is that sothing to laugh about? How pathetic!'
Mu Yanchou, who was sneering inwardly at the behavior of the Qingfeng Sect Master and the Zhao Family Master.
He did not know.
Birds of a feather flock together!
That the Qingfeng Sect Master, the Zhao Family Master, and Mu Yanchou himself were all the sa.
"By the way, we have to find a way quickly, what should we do?"
"That's right. We won't be able to hold out for long like this..."
The Qingfeng Sect Master and the Zhao Family Master looked at Mu Yanchou with great concern.
"Don't worry too much. I have requested reinforcents from the main branch, so let's hold out until then."
Even at Mu Yanchou's words, the expressions of the Qingfeng Sect Master and the Zhao Family Master did not open.
'By the ti the reinforcents arrive, we will all be corpses...'
'Was it a mistake to antagonize Yifeng Hall?'
While they were worrying and regretting like that, another surprise attack by the assassins was taking place outside.
Since they had gathered the people of the mansion in one place as much as possible and the two sects and the Divine Martial Stage were guarding it like an iron wall, there were no more casualties.
The only problem was that the martial artists, including the Divine Martial Stage, could not rest.
'What should I do?'
Mu Yanchou's worries were getting serious.
***
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group of the Heaven of Killing Emperors was hiding on a mountain slope overlooking Yifeng Hall.
"As expected, I was discovered."
A new pole was erected at the main gate of Yifeng Hall. And a black robe was tied to it.
When he counted the number of black robes tied to the pole that was erected next to it, it was clear that a new one had been added.
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group turned his gaze.
At the foot of the mountain, he could see ronin running around frantically, as if they were training.
"Judging by their clothes, those are ronin, and the brats who are watching from one side seem to be the brats of Yifeng Hall... Then where is he?"
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group looked at every corner of Yifeng Hall to find the person who was called a hidden master because his identity was unknown.
Although it was not clearly visible because the distance was so far, he was confident that he would be able to recognize him at a glance if he was a master to the extent that not a single one of the underlings he had sent had been able to return.
Because as the leader of the Hundred Kill Group, he had that much of an eye.
But no matter how much he looked, he could not see him.
There was no such person who could be called a hidden master.
"Shall I get a little closer?"
The fact that the first-class assassin he had sent before had not been able to return ant one thing. That the hidden master's senses were that developed.
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group looked at the black robe of the first-class assassin that was tied alone on the pole. He could never suffer the disgrace of having his own black robe tied next to it.
"I'll give up on getting closer and look from another side."
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group slowly moved his position.
After moving about ten feet, when a large rock appeared, he went behind the rock.
But it was at this ti that soone's voice was heard.
"Are you an assassin too, ma'am?"
"......!"
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group, who was startled by the sudden voice, lifted his head.
A boy who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen was squatting on a branch of a large tree next to the rock.
It was Cho Myung.
He had been sitting on the large tree for a long ti, lost in his own thoughts, but the leader of the Hundred Kill Group had appeared. So he had been watching what he was doing, but of all things, he was approaching the side where Cho Myung was.
"Wh-who are you? You startled !"
When the leader of the Hundred Kill Group took on a scared appearance, Cho Myung jumped down right in front of him.
"What are you going to do, ma'am?"
"What, what do you an?"
"The old man who ca before attacked with a hoe."
"......!"
"Don't deny that you're an assassin. You sll the sa, ma'am."
"What sll do you an...?"
"It's like the sll of herbs. It's foul."
Cho Myung also did not know what kind of herb it was.
Because it was a sll he had slled for the first ti from the assassins.
In fact, the assassins of the Heaven of Killing Emperors carried an herb called Guhwa Herb in a sachet. It was to block the approach of dogs with developed sense of sll in advance. They were using the fact that dogs hated the sll of Guhwa Herb terribly.
'This is the one! The hidden master!'
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group realized that Cho Myung in front of him was the hidden master whose identity he had wanted to reveal so much.
'I have to run away!'
The original mission was to reveal the identity of the hidden master, and to avoid having his black robe hung on the pole, running away was the best policy.
The two hands of the leader of the Hundred Kill Group moved quickly.
Poof!
A white powder spread out, blocking the space between the two.
At the sa ti, the leader of the Hundred Kill Group, who had turned his body, kicked the ground and ran away.
But what was this, a hand that had stretched out suddenly grabbed his ankle with a strong force and pulled him.
The startled leader of the Hundred Kill Group flipped his body and was about to kick.
Cho Myung's fist was stretching out in front of his eyes.
"Wait a minute!"
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group shouted loudly.
"Why?"
Cho Myung stopped his fist and looked.
"If you spare , I will serve you with all my heart."
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group pulled down his top and looked at him with a pleading face.
'I've sprinkled the qi-scattering poison, so it will only take a mont. His internal energy will scatter soon!'
He had sprinkled Tangbai Powder, which was one of the top-class qi-scattering poisons.
So he thought that if he just bought a little ti, he would be able to finish off Cho Myung, and he revealed his breasts.
But Cho Myung, who had been watching for a mont, withdrew the fist he had stopped.
At that sight, the mont the leader of the Hundred Kill Group made a seductive smile on his lips, he stretched it out again.
Thwack!
The leader of the Hundred Kill Group was sent flying back without even having ti to avoid it.
"What a strange lady. Why did she try to breastfeed ?"
Cho Myung lifted the fainted leader of the Hundred Kill Group and ran to Yifeng Hall.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
It was the sound of Cho Myung disappearing in an instant.
An hour later.
Another black robe was added to the pole at the main gate of Yifeng Hall and was tied.
***
"You're saying you only know that he's a man?"
"Yes. Since the leader tried to take off his top, he must be a man."
"You don't even know if he's a young brat or an old man?"
"The distance was so far that I couldn't confirm."
"What about his clothes?"
"All I know is that it was a bluish color, the distance was so far... I'm sorry."
Zuo Zimu was furious.
But it was not the fault of the underling in front of him.
Because it was he who had ordered him to watch the leader of the Hundred Kill Group from a distance of more than a hundred feet.
"If you see him up close, will you be able to recognize him?"
"It's fifty-fifty."
"I see. You may leave."
"Yes, sir."
The underling retreated.
Zuo Zimu frowned and was lost in thought.
While the Zhao Family's side was going smoothly as he had wished, the Yifeng Hall's side was only increasing their damage, even though their number was not large.
'You damn hidden person! I will surely tear you to shreds!'
The person who had defeated the leader of the Hundred Kill Group with one punch.
He was an unusual brat. Since he was causing a disruption to the plan because of one brat, he was not a brat to be treated lightly. But he could not just leave him be. Because his pride was so hurt that he was furious to the point of his head.
Zuo Zimu turned his head and gave an order to the vice leader of the Hundred Kill Group.
"You take care of the Zhao Family's side. Don't attack rashly, just keep getting on their nerves as you are now. Since they also know that they can't hold out for long, they will ask Tianlian for reinforcents. Since the distance is far, they won't co from Shandong, but soone will co from the nearby Hunan or Hubei."
While Zuo Zimu was speaking, the vice leader's face was getting stiffer and stiffer.
At that sight, Zuo Zimu was dumbfounded.
"You stupid brat! If I can foresee such a thing, don't you think the alliance leader also knows! Since the plan was made with that in mind from the beginning, even if I don't co back in the worst-case scenario, don't use your stone head and just do as you're told. Got it?"
"Yes, sir!"
The vice leader bowed his head.
Zuo Zimu made a suspicious face and then got up from his seat.
"Hidden person, my ass, I'll go myself. I'll go and tear them all to shreds."
(End of Chapter)
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