Record of the Dragon Chapter 54

Gongson Do clicked his tongue. It was because he could tell from Baek Unseol's reaction that Myung Jin's words were not a lie.

'What is that guy trying to do...'

There were things that could be done and things that should never be done.

This case was the latter. With Johwasim's personality, he would not just watch. He would have a hard ti.

As Gongson Do quietly sighed, Johwasim, who had been glancing at Baek Unseol, opened his mouth.

"You are wrong."

Myung Jin's eyes showed a question. Johwasim, who had noticed that, added.

"You can only say such things when you can stand on your own two feet in front of . You are wrong."

Myung Jin gritted his teeth.

It wasn't just Myung Jin. Zhuge Yeon, Woonhyun, and the others also their brow furrowed. It was because the injustice was severe.

Moyong Gi placed his hand on Myung Jin's shoulder.

"Move."

"But this is..."

Moyong Gi shook his head and stepped in front of Myung Jin.

'Is it about three steps?'

It would have been impossible half a month ago. But now, this much was more than enough.

Moyong Gi looked straight at Johwasim and brought out the words he had prepared.

"To what extent can I stand on my own two feet in front of Grandmaster Jo?"

The word 'insolent' was not enough. He felt the urge to tear his mouth right away.

Although Gongson Do had a soft personality, that was only when dealing with the disciples of Mount Hua. He did not let just anyone climb over him. If it weren't for Johwasim, he would have taken action right away.

However, Johwasim still had a calm tone.

"Ten thousand taels of gold."

"Ten thousand taels?"

"That's right. If your value is that much, you can stand in front of ."

"Ten thousand taels of gold..."

Moyong Gi, who was repeating Johwasim's words, let out a faint laugh. It was a blatant sneer.

Johwasim's heart, which had confird that, rippled for the first ti since he had t Moyong Gi.

The mont Johwasim's eyebrows twitched, a blue sword light flashed.

"Hup!"

Johwasim urgently tilted his head back.

"Huh?"

"What, what is it?"

At least it was Johwasim who had reacted.

Not only Myung Jin, but even Gongson Do just stared blankly and then his eyes widened.

Click.

What they had confird was only the flashing sword light and Moyong Gi's hand motion of sheathing his sword.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and fifty taels of gold."

Moyong Gi, who was speaking, suddenly rolled his eyes.

"No. Is it ten thousand taels? Because I don't have the right to stand in front of you."

Moyong Gi, who had organized his thoughts, grinned.

"It's ten thousand taels. I could have killed you, but I let you live."

"You brat..."

Johwasim, who was gritting his teeth, suddenly shut his mouth. At the strange feeling of sothing flowing down his neck, he unknowingly brought his hand to it.

"Blood?"

Johwasim, who had confird that, t Moyong Gi's eyes without realizing it. Moyong Gi replied with a still grinning face.

"I told you. I could have killed you."

It was not an empty statent. If he had drawn his sword with determination, he would have cut off his head.

If he had been prepared in advance, it would be one thing, but even the Iron-Faced Swordsman Johwasim, who was the pride of Mount Hua, could not have received his sword in a state of carelessness.

"Gi, you! What is this?"

Baek Unseol glared at Moyong Gi venomously.

"How could you do this to ? Even though you knew he was my master!"

Behind the venomous expression, a sense of disappointnt was hidden. The tears that kept welling up in her eyes were proof of that. However, Moyong Gi cut her off coldly.

"I let him live because he's your master. If it were soone else, he would have been dead already."

"How can you say such things..."

"What do you an, how? Do you know what your master took from ? If you knew that, neither your master nor you should even be able to raise your heads in front of . I might forgive you if you apologize on your knees for three whole days."

"You, you..."

Baek Unseol finally shed tears. Although he didn't feel as sorry as before, his heart was uncomfortable.

"I'm never seeing you again."

His heart was heavy at the sight of Baek Unseol's back as she ran out of the training room. He could instinctively tell that they could no longer laugh, cry, and talk like before.

'This is enough.'

Like Johwasim, Baek Unseol was the sa as she was in those days. She would not change either. In that case, it was better to neatly organize the things related to her on this occasion.

As Moyong Gi quietly shook his head, Gongson Do, who had co to his senses late, let out a roar.

"You brat! Do you even know what you've just done?"

Moyong Gi's face contorted.

"Hey, can't you not shout? Is there a deaf person here?"

At Moyong Gi's crooked attitude, Gongson Do finally revealed his killing intent. And then, he drew his sword.

"A young brat who doesn't know his place! How dare you in front of whom..."

However, Gongson Do could not finish his words. It was because Moyong Gi, with an annoyed face, had kicked a small stone fragnt.

Whoosh!

"Hup!"

Gongson Do was startled and raised his sword.

Clang!

"Gasp!"

It was not sothing to be taken lightly just because it was a small stone fragnt. The experience contained in the stone fragnt was considerable.

Gongson Do had to retreat a full three steps before he could resolve that experience. And even then, his palm tingled.

Gongson Do's eyes shot open as he looked at Moyong Gi.

"You brat..."

Moyong Gi kicked another stone fragnt. This ti, he put a little more force into it. The flying montum was much stronger. Gongson Do could not dare to receive it and twisted his body.

Thwack!

The stone fragnt was embedded in the marble wall. Gongson Do's jaw dropped.

"How... how..."

Gongson Do looked at Moyong Gi with eyes of disbelief.

Moyong Gi replied coldly.

"I said shut up. Before I smash your head."

Then, he suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Co to think of it, Grandmaster Jo, how much is Elder Gongson's value? I've saved him twice, you know this is all a debt, right?"

The black and white boundary that had been in Johwasim's two eyes gradually began to disappear. He had begun to draw up his internal energy according to the Wuji Heart Sutra.

Clang!

Johwasim drew his sword. A blue energy billowed up and then took shape. The materialized sword ki emitted a chillingly blue light.

"S-sword ki!"

Woonhyun scread like a shriek. Cheon Youngyoung, Tang Somun, and Zhuge Yeon were frozen stiff. Myung Jin also grabbed the hilt of his sword with a tense face.

"Senior Brother!"

Gongson Do was also terrified. It was because he knew that since Johwasim had even drawn his sword ki, he was definitely thinking of killing him.

That was the worst. He had to stop that.

However, he could not approach carelessly. If he made a mistake, he would be the one to be cut.

Gongson Do looked at Johwasim with a restless face. However, Johwasim's two eyes were only directed at Moyong Gi.

"I cannot forgive you."

Moyong Gi let out a hollow laugh.

Who on earth was forgiving whom?

Whether from a general perspective or from Johwasim's perspective, the one holding the hilt of the sword was not Johwasim.

As Moyong Gi was about to reveal his thoughts, Zhuge Yeon, with a firm face, blocked Johwasim's front.

"Grandmaster Jo."

"Move."

"It is Yeon of the Zhuge family."

"I said move."

Zhuge Yeon bit her lower lip. It was because her attempt to block Johwasim with the Zhuge family at her back was not working at all.

Moyong Gi pulled Zhuge Yeon's wrist.

"Huh? Young Master Moyong?"

Moyong Gi grinned as usual. The killing intent that had been aid at Gongson Do or Johwasim had already disappeared as if it had been washed away.

"It's okay, so go over there."

"But..."

It was not just anything, it was sword ki. She had heard that sword ki could only be faced with sword ki. No matter how much of a Moyong Gi he was, she thought that he could not block this.

"No."

"I said it's okay."

"I said no!"

Her clenched mouth showed her stubbornness. At tis like this, Zhuge Yeon did not easily bend her will.

"Then what are you going to do?"

She hadn't thought that far. Zhuge Yeon, with a troubled face, once again clenched her mouth and blocked Moyong Gi's front.

"Anyway, no! Absolutely not!"

Moyong Gi shrugged his shoulders.

"She says so."

It was a very provocative movent. However, Johwasim could not carelessly extend his sword. It was because Moyong Gi's two eyes were still watching him.

And it was not just Johwasim who was holding his breath. Even though there were as many as eight people in the narrow training room, not even a breath could be heard.

They had also instinctively noticed. This was the calm before the storm. They could not relax their tension for even a mont. It was because they could not gauge when the storm would strike.

However, what announced the beginning was not from the inside, but from the outside.

"Johwasim, you brat! What is this?"

Hong Sochen, who had rushed in with a rough breath, shouted loudly.

Moyong Gi turned his gaze without realizing it.

"Huh? Sect Leader Hong..."

At that mont, Johwasim's sword emitted light.

Zhuge Yeon scread.

"Aack!"

Crash!

***

"What, what is it?"

So Moogyeol, who was entering the Guardian Pavilion late, was startled by the sudden explosion. However, he soon shook his head and quickly moved his feet.

"This is not the ti. I have to go quickly..."

Although So Moogyeol had achieved considerable success in the movent technique, he was still lacking compared to Hong Sochen.

Even if he did not fall behind in operation, the difference in internal energy was still difficult to overco.

As Hong Sochen began to move with determination, it was difficult to catch up.

"We're here."

However, at the familiar back that was blocking the front of the training room, he slowly slowed his steps.

"Master."

Even at So Moogyeol's call, Hong Sochen did not even budge. So Moogyeol, who was tilting his head, approached behind Hong Sochen and then stuck his head into the training room.

"So Moogyeol, you bastard."

Moyong Gi had a contorted face.

So Moogyeol flinched and then suddenly his eyes widened.

"Huh? Huh? What's that?"

"What?"

"On your hand, that..."

"Huh?"

Moyong Gi tilted his head and then fidgeted with the hand that was wrapped around Zhuge Yeon's waist. He felt the soft skin.

"Ah, this?"

"Aack!"

Zhuge Yeon, who was startled by that, pushed Moyong Gi away and covered her blushing face with both hands.

Moyong Gi licked his lips with a disappointed face.

"No! Not that, that! What's that on the sword!"

"Ah, you an this?"

And then, as he swung his sword, a sword ki more vivid than Johwasim's sword ki blurred his vision. So Moogyeol was terrified.

"Hey, you crazy bastard! Why are you swinging that? What if the sword ki flies out."

"Don't worry. It won't fly out."

Moyong Gi, with a giggling face, swung it a few more tis and then sheathed it.

So Moogyeol swallowed hard.

"What happened? How can you have sword ki..."

"What do you an, what happened? I got so help from the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus."

"Wow... you really absorbed that? Does that even make sense?"

"If it did, I would have drawn my sword ki, right? Ah... you guys don't do it. You'll really go to the other side."

So Moogyeol, who was gaping, suddenly turned his gaze.

"By the way, Grandmaster Jo is...?"

Johwasim, who was stuck in a corner, was coughing dryly and continuously vomiting blood.

"Cough, cough. Ugh."

With a pale face, he had already vomited a bowl of blood. And even after that, he continued to vomit, so his internal injuries seed considerable.

Only then did the focus return to Hong Sochen's dazed eyes.

"What are you doing? Move this guy right now."

Gongson Do flinched and then approached Johwasim with urgent steps.

"Senior Brother! Are you okay?"

"I'm, I'm fine... ugh!"

(End of Chapter)