The Youngest Member Chapter 80

"How am I supposed to face that guy Cheol Jiak again! Just kill !"

The White Dragon Unit Commander shouted so.

However, Cheon Woojin's expression was just calm.

"Do I look like I'm asking?"

"..."

The gazes of the White Dragon Unit Commander and Cheon Woojin beca entangled in the empty air.

The White Dragon Unit Commander, who t that dry gaze, realized.

As the guy had said, he was not asking him. This was no different from an order.

He couldn't refuse. He was a guy who had saved him even when he was trying to commit suicide by chewing on a poison pill.

That guy would use any ans to keep him alive and bring him before Cheol Jiak.

'Damn it...'

The White Dragon Unit Commander was just afraid, as he couldn't even imagine what kind of expression Cheol Jiak would make.

Cheon Woojin, who had taken his gaze off the White Dragon Unit Commander, said to Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon.

"It's all over."

All that was left was to go back.

Song Yiyeon, who had nodded his head, took out a signal flare from his bosom and shot it into the sky. A red firework flew, drawing a long tail, and emitted a bright light despite it being broad daylight.

He had heard that it was a signal flare personally made by the Byeokryeokmun.

The branch of the Martial Alliance, which had seen this, would soon co to support. They could leave the aftermath of the black path martial artists and the orchard to them.

"Where was the nearest branch again?"

"The Xi'an branch. Since this Heyang is also not a small city, there must be a post station of the Martial Alliance. If we request support from there directly to Xi'an..."

Jin Yun, who had been estimating the ti for a mont, nodded his head.

"It will take half an hour at most to arrive."

Shaanxi was the front yard of the Huashan sect. Also, in the Xi'an branch, there were countless martial artists from the Huashan sect and the Zhongnan sect.

Recalling the geography and considering their martial might, calculating the ti was not a big deal.

At that skillful appearance, Song Yiyeon said in admiration.

"Oh, have you ever thought of working as an escort? It's a useful talent."

"...Why would I do sothing like an escort?"

"Hey, are you looking down on escorts now? It's our family business."

"N-no! That's not it...!"

Jin Yun, who was rarely flustered, hurriedly waved his hands. His fingers were so fast that they couldn't be seen, and his urgency was felt on its own.

At that sight, Song Yiyeon burst into a chuckle.

"It's a joke, a joke. Anyway, I think Taoist Jin Yun is fun to tease. Are all Taoists like this?"

"I don't think so."

Cheon Woojin answered instead.

Long ago, when he had lived in the mountains with his two masters, Taoists had also visited from ti to ti. Surprisingly, they were not the White Master's guests, but the Black Master's.

"Older brother! Older brother!"

A sharp voice burst through the conversation of the three. Jang Seoun was calling his older brother pitifully, but he was not moving from his spot because he was afraid of the three.

At that sight, the White Dragon Unit Commander's eyes narrowed. It was obvious that that guy had made a slip of the tongue. The black path guys were already looking at his younger brother as if he were an enemy.

Song Yiyeon blocked one ear and said.

"I want to wait quietly, but can't we just hit his pressure points?"

Song Yiyeon's question was directed at Cheon Woojin.

However, the answer ca from a different direction.

"Can you?"

At the sa ti, Song Yiyeon bent his waist sharply.

A large fist suddenly popped out where his upper body had been.

At the sa ti, Cheon Woojin's Crescent Moon Staff blocked that fist.

Clang-!

Even though the iron staff and the fist had t, the sound of hitting a large bell echoed heavily.

"Hah, you dodged this? That guy even blocked it?"

Wrinkles and a huge build that did not match. The voice shook the air, and the fists were as big as cauldron lids.

Two pupils with a faint blue lightning in them looked at Cheon Woojin and Song Yiyeon with interest.

The black path martial artists, as soon as they saw him, bowed their heads and avoided eting his eyes, and even Jang Seoun, who had been shouting loudly, held his breath.

In that silence, the White Dragon Unit Commander shouted in great alarm.

"B-Byeoksanong elder!"

Byeoksanong. An official of the Black Plaque Star, the number one of the black path of the era, and an old monster who had risen to the seventeenth rank in the martial power hierarchy.

It was often said that the scale of the Black Plaque Star was equivalent to the sum of two of the Nine Sects and three of the Five Great Families. A total of five.

Being the seventeenth strongest in such an organization ant that there were not many in the world who could face him.

"Yes. White Dragon Unit Commander, why do you look like that?"

"..."

The White Dragon Unit Commander could not say anything. The sha of having colluded with the head of the black path in front of the rising talents of the Martial Alliance. And the fear of Byeoksanong mixed together and blocked his mouth.

As the White Dragon Unit Commander firmly shut his mouth, Byeoksanong, who had looked at him with flashing eyes, said in a voice that resembled thunder.

"It wouldn't be right if a matter that I diated in my na was so noisy, would it? Unit Commander, did you backstab

because you're a mber of the Martial Alliance?"

"N-no! How could I!"

"Well."

Byeoksanong nodded his head. Unless the White Dragon Unit Commander had a hole in his head, there was no way he would do that.

At that, Byeoksanong's gaze turned to the black path martial artists who were bowing their heads. They were insignificant black path sects that smuggled things like salt and gunpowder like petty thieves.

"Then did you worms ss things up?"

"W-we were just beaten up one-sidedly."

"Oh."

Byeoksanong's thick lips curled up. It was an expression that said it was truly funny.

"Then there are only three people left."

Byeoksanong looked at Cheon Woojin, Song Yiyeon, and Jin Yun.

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun unknowingly took a step back.

He was a fist master who handled blue lightning ki, just like his nickna Byeoksanong. Lightning flickered on his two large fists.

"I just need to kill the three of you and silence you. It's a good thing the matter has beco easy."

The White Dragon Unit Commander was horrified. He had never thought that Byeoksanong would say that he would kill a Martial Alliance mber in front of his eyes.

Even if Byeoksanong was an official of the Black Plaque Star, if this fact were to leak out, it would inevitably lead to a political problem between the Martial Alliance and the Black Plaque Star.

However, unfortunately, Byeoksanong was a magnanimous old man who did not care about such things at all. For that reason, he was also called a nuisance in the Black Plaque Star.

"...E-elder Byeoksanong."

"Huh?"

"Wouldn't it be better if I sorted it out?"

The White Dragon Unit Commander asked cautiously with his head bowed.

However, there was no answer.

After being quiet for a long ti, the bewildered White Dragon Unit Commander raised his head and almost wet his pants.

Because Byeoksanong was looking at him with a straight face, with all the laughter gone.

"Unit Commander, do you think our work is a child's play? I received money from you and promised to wrap things up well. Do you think I should back down now if you tell

to get lost?"

"T-that's not it..."

The White Dragon Unit Commander's words could not continue.

Because a fist imbued with blue lightning ki was pouring down on his head.

Although he had his two eyes open.

The mont he recognized the fist, it had already co right in front of him.

It was a fast fist that did not suit his huge build.

'I'm going to die...!'

Although it was a life he had tried to take himself, he had no desire to die at the hands of a black path old monster. He had to step back quickly. However, he was pressed down by the overwhelming energy and could not move at all.

And so, the mont the shadow of death ca right in front of him.

Clang-!

The White Dragon Unit Commander almost went deaf for a mont. A sharp tallic sound exploded in front of his nose. For a short mont, it was even difficult to open his eyes due to the enormous wind pressure.

Soon, an unrealistic scene was drawn in front of his cautiously opened eyes.

Byeoksanong's large fist was blocked by a dark iron staff. When he shifted his gaze along the iron staff, there was Cheon Woojin.

'W-what.'

He knew that guy was strong.

But to think that he could block the fist of Byeoksanong, an official of the Black Plaque Star, so easily?

At the sa ti, a very primitive question ca to the White Dragon Unit Commander's mind.

'Why is such a martial artist in the Martial Alliance...'

And as a low-ranking mber at that.

Before the White Dragon Unit Commander's question could continue, Byeoksanong's roar exploded like thunder.

"Halt! How dare this young brat block my event!"

It was tingling, as if lightning were contained in his voice.

The White Dragon Unit Commander, Song Yiyeon, and Jin Yun even blocked their ears.

However, Cheon Woojin, still with his staff extended, looked at Byeoksanong with his unique dry face and then let out a smirk.

"You've done sothing interesting."

Cheon Woojin thought of the Young Star Lord of the Black Plaque Star, Ha Inseong.

How did that guy called Byeoksanong know that sothing would happen here and co in ti?

The only people who knew in advance were Ha Inseong and the head of the postal hall. It was unlikely that the head of the postal hall would collude with an official of the Black Plaque Star...

It must have been sent by Ha Inseong.

Byeoksanong's personality was magnanimous enough to be grasped in a short mont. To the point that he would cause quite a few problems if he were to have him as a subordinate.

And it was the sa now.

The Martial Alliance and the Black Plaque Star were in a clear hostile relationship. Nevertheless, Byeoksanong, an official of the Black Plaque Star, had moved for the money of a Martial Alliance unit commander. Moreover, he acted without a single bit of sha.

He was a man with a light butt that did not match his build. If such a man were to sit in an official position, the prestige of the Black Plaque Star would fall.

Cheon Woojin understood the physiology of the black path better than anyone else.

'If the Black Master were this guy's leader, what would he have done?'

It was not even worth thinking about.

Instant death.

The Black Master had said that the most important things for the black path were face and prestige. There was no way he would have let a guy like Byeoksanong, who was chipping away at them, live.

In Cheon Woojin's view, Ha Inseong was also one of the real black path, just like the Black Master.

However, since it was troubleso in many ways to kill Byeoksanong, an old master of the Black Plaque Star, with his own hands, he had used a trick.

The mont Cheon Woojin thought so.

As if he thought he was being ignored, Byeoksanong, whose face was red with anger, released his energy.

A blue lightning erupted from his entire body.

"You silent brat. I'm really curious what kind of begging will co out of that mouth!"

Byeoksanong extended his fist.

Cheon Woojin took one or two steps back and calmly swung the Crescent Moon Staff.

Byeoksanong's fist was blocked without fail. However, Cheon Woojin just kept backing away.

The White Dragon Unit Commander and Song Yiyeon were horrified at the sa ti.

The White Dragon Unit Commander was surprised that Cheon Woojin had blocked Byeoksanong's attack several tis.

Song Yiyeon was surprised that Byeoksanong was continuously pushing Cheon Woojin's steps back.

Bang! Bang! Boom!

Byeoksanong's fist hit the Crescent Moon Staff dozens of tis.

By that ti, even Byeoksanong, who could not distinguish right from wrong when he got angry, realized that sothing was strange.

'Leaving aside the fact that that thin iron staff doesn't break...'

How on earth was he blocking it?

Byeoksanong was an old monster with a lot of experience. Had there ever been anyone who had blocked his fist?

However, when he threw a punch with lightning ki in his innate strength, the opponent's weak points would gradually beco visible.

'I can't see it. I can't see it at all.'

How on earth was he blocking it?

Whether that guy was tired or had room to spare.

Whether I was winning or losing.

How this fight would end...

It was the first ti even for Byeoksanong to have a fight where he could not see anything.

"You bastard!"

Byeoksanong released an even stronger lightning ki with a roar.

Certainly, lightning ki was a troubleso martial art to deal with. Even if you blocked it, it would invade your body and cause problems, and it was not easy to dodge because its range was wide.

Of course, that was when the realm was high or at least sowhat similar.

Cheon Woojin did not bother to resist the internal energy that was flowing into his body through the Crescent Moon Staff. The energy of the Dark Sky in his body just tore the lightning ki apart.

Cheon Woojin, who had been thinking while receiving the attack for a mont, finally nodded his head. For so reason, he didn't like the idea of doing as Ha Inseong intended.

However, he had received a favor first. Ha Inseong had provided the information Cheon Woojin needed, and in return, he was asking him to clean up the nuisance of the Black Plaque Star.

'It's an offer I can't refuse.'

Thinking so, Cheon Woojin slightly lowered the Crescent Moon Staff.

At that, a smile flickered on Byeoksanong's face for the first ti.

'I can finally see it!'

Even if the opponent was a monster-like brat, in the end, a brat was just a brat.

Since he had endured an attack of this level until now, his internal energy must have been worn out and was showing its bottom.

Byeoksanong, as befitting an old monster, did not move easily even though he thought he had seized the chance of victory. He was thinking of breaking his head properly after throwing a few more checks.

The mont he threw a punch with that intention.

'What?'

Byeoksanong's eyebrows twitched. Unlike before, when he had hit the side of the staff, he had widened the distance and was holding it up straight.

Soon, the tip of the staff and Byeoksanong's fist t head-on.

It didn't matter. Byeoksanong gathered all his remaining internal energy. He would just break that iron staff and smash his shoulder.

Although he had thought so.

Crack! Crackle!

As a black haze swirled around the Crescent Moon Staff, it pierced through Byeoksanong's fist. It went straight through. The wrist, the forearm, the elbow, the shoulder.

Dark Tail Flash. It concentrated the ki on one point and pierced even Mount Tai. The Crescent Moon Staff, imbued with the energy of the Dark Sky, drew a black tail and tore the blue lightning like a wave.

(End of Chapter)