The Youngest Member Chapter 90

It was a single mont.

The Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, who was at the edge of the rather large dueling stage, moved to the center in one step.

At the sa ti, Cheon Woojin also flew his body.

Before the crowd's gaze could even reach them, the two t in the middle of the dueling stage.

Beili Tian, looking at the bold alliance mber who imdiately responded to his speed, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

'As expected.'

Wasn't he a surprising rising talent the more he saw him?

Beili Tian's fighting spirit truly soared. He wanted to draw out that guy's Crescent Moon Staff within three exchanges.

The two approached each other precariously as if they would clash at any mont, and then passed each other.

Beili Tian had no intention of wasting an exchange aninglessly.

As soon as he passed Cheon Woojin, he stomped his foot and leaped high into the air. Beili Tian, who had soared as if he would reach the clouds like the sword ki resembling a white egret that he had shot up before the duel.

While staying in the air for a mont, his gaze t Cheon Woojin's, who was looking up.

At the sa ti, the cheers of the crowd erupted loudly. It was already on a different level from the duels they had seen so far.

In that heat, Beili Tian gave a thick smile and raised the pure white blade upwards.

'Let's see you block this.'

It was the first exchange.

Beili Tian's beloved sword, the White Phoenix, poured out a pure white sword ki towards Cheon Woojin. The size of the sword ki alone exceeded three zhang (about 9m), and its speed was as fast as a trained hunting falcon aiming for its prey.

If an ordinary martial artist were to be hit by such a sword ki, their whole body would scatter like smoke.

At that enormous sight, the head of the Punishnt Hall, Chupunggae, the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, Cheon Dohwi, and even the White Sword Hall Master, Dan Umyeong, who was known as the top master besides the alliance leader, raised their montum.

Because if Cheon Woojin were to dodge that elegant yet ignorant sword ki, the ki wave that would hit the ground could overwhelm the common people.

However, the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, had faith. There was no way the disciple of the White Flower Sword Saint would dodge.

As expected, Cheon Woojin was standing in his place and looking up at the huge sword ki that was rushing in like a tidal wave.

He just spread the Crane Feather Fan with a nonchalant attitude. Soon, the wind gathered from all directions around Cheon Woojin.

As always, the beginning was a gentle breeze.

The gathered wind swirled and soared into the sky. It soon clashed with the pure white sword ki that was striking down like a hunting falcon.

Kwa-ga-ga-ga-gak-!

A strange explosion spread.

However, it was not enough to block the alliance leader's sword ki with a gentle breeze. Although the speed had slowed down a little, the sword ki was still descending.

Cheon Woojin fanned the Crane Feather Fan again. At that, the whirlwind that was in contact with the sword ki beca even more intense.

The sword ki stopped. In the rather high empty air, the gust of wind that Cheon Woojin had created and the alliance leader's sword ki were pushing each other with similar strength and holding on.

In that process, the finely broken ki waves scattered in the empty air and shone a brilliant light.

"...Wow!"

People's mouths dropped open at the amazing sight. Not only the common people, but also the martial artists of the Martial Alliance were the sa. They also had no chance to witness such a sight.

However, Cheon Woojin, who was looking up at the sword ki with a calm look, shook the Crane Feather Fan again.

Just a light motion.

However, the result was by no ans light.

Hwoong-!

With a heavy sound of cutting through the air, the swirling gust of wind kicked off. It sucked in all the surrounding air and grew in size, and eventually began to swallow the sword ki.

Crane Wing Covering the Sky.

As its na suggested, a huge gust of wind seed to cover the entire world.

Soon, the pure white sword ki was torn to shreds and scattered in the empty air. Naturally, the aftermath reached the place where the alliance leader was standing.

However, the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, was not seen.

Cheon Woojin spread his senses and moved his pupils from side to side.

Because of the gust of wind, the dueling stage was filled with dust.

Cheon Woojin's eyes narrowed. Because he could not feel his senses at all.

It was then.

A very quiet sound, which he would never have noticed if he had not raised his senses to the extre, brushed past his ear.

At the sa ti, Cheon Woojin swung the Crane Feather Fan up from below.

Clang-!

An iron lump hits the Crane Feather Fan and soars into the sky.

Cheon Woojin was dumbfounded. He had not thought that a martial artist of the alliance leader's position would throw his sword.

Soon, the thick dust settled, and the figure of the alliance leader, who was letting out a hearty laugh, was revealed.

"Hoho, you hit that."

The alliance leader was also purely impressed. It was a single sword that he had thrown with only his physical strength, without intentionally using his internal energy. So he could not have felt the energy, and it ant that he had detected the sound of the White Phoenix slightly cutting through the wind.

He had already surpassed human senses. Beili Tian, who thought so, looked at Cheon Woojin with a new look.

Cheon Woojin said in his unique calm tone.

"Two exchanges have passed..."

Cheon Woojin's words could not continue.

For a mont, a chill ran down his spine.

He felt a coolness as if his neck had been pierced by a sword.

'Sword Ki Control?'

Even Cheon Woojin swallowed a hollow breath. Although Sword Ki Control itself was a top-level technique, it was not a particularly surprising realm for a martial artist like Cheon Woojin.

However, it was a sword that he had clearly thrown without using his energy, but to extend his formless energy in an instant and connect it to the sword to operate Sword Ki Control.

That delicate and perfect internal energy operation thod was admirable. The current technique contained a top-level mystery that even his two masters could not have attempted.

Even if he didn't know anything else, the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, was ahead of the Black and White Twin Elders in the operation of energy.

Cheon Woojin was about to grip the Crane Feather Fan in reverse, but he gave up. It was already too late. The mont he turned his body to take a stance and block, the divine sword White Phoenix would pierce Cheon Woojin.

Cheon Woojin, who let out a low sigh, moved his left hand behind his back instead of his right hand, which was holding the Crane Feather Fan.

Jjeo-eong-!

Without turning his body, he had swung the Crescent Moon Staff and had struck down the sword. The impact was so great that the floor of the dueling stage was dented. If it had not been for the divine weapons, the Crescent Moon Staff and the White Phoenix, they would have been shattered.

Soon, the White Phoenix, which had been sent flying into the sky, was sucked into the alliance leader's hand.

"Heu..."

The alliance leader let out a laugh. It was a childish expression that did not match his age and position.

At that sight, Cheon Woojin firmly shut his mouth. For so reason, he felt resentful, and that expression was particularly annoying.

The mont Cheon Woojin felt a sense of defeat.

"Paa."

With the sound of soone letting out a breath they had been holding.

"Waaaaah!"

A cheer that seed to shake the heavens and the earth erupted.

The outco of the match no longer mattered to the people.

The two martial artists, who were at the highest and lowest places of the Martial Alliance, were showing such a great duel.

Wasn't it a scene that made one's heart hot?

The Black Tortoise Unit, including Song Yiyeon, even took off the robes they were wearing and waved them like flags.

Only Tang Bicheon, Nangong Jin, and Sima Hui could not join their cheers and just let out a sigh.

Beili Tian gave the people ti to enjoy their excited hearts for a mont and then raised his hand.

Although it was a small motion, his unique presence dominated the scene. As the cheers subsided, the attention of the people poured in.

The alliance leader declared in a truly tragic tone.

"I, Beili Tian, am the victor."

At that sight, Sima Hui put his hand on his forehead.

No, did you win a fight with the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader?

Whether that was the case or not, Cheon Woojin ground his teeth as if resentful.

"Just one more ti..."

Cheon Woojin also knew. That there was nothing as ugly as clinging to a finished duel.

However, what could he do when the first defeat he had experienced in his life was so resentful?

Of course, the alliance leader had no intention of complying.

"I don't want to."

"..."

"The opportunity is over. Do you think my butt is so light? I'm the alliance leader."

"..."

There was nothing to say.

Cheon Woojin closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

He had to admit what he had to admit.

"I lost."

"Yes. I know."

"..."

The alliance leader smiled slyly. It was not just because he had won the duel that he was so happy.

'Isn't he a much more amazing monster than I thought!'

What if it hadn't been a duel?

What if they had compared their full strength instead of ending it in three exchanges?

Even so, the alliance leader was confident of his victory. However, it was clear that it would be a very tough fight. Against a guy who was only about twenty years old.

'I have to live a long ti.'

Another reason to live a long life had been added.

What would the martial world be like when that guy passed thirty, forty, and fifty? If he were to die without seeing that, he would truly hit the ground in the afterlife.

Soon, Beili Tian's words continued.

"Are you okay? You didn't overdo it, did you?"

"Not at all."

Cheon Woojin said so on purpose. It seed that he still had a little bit of a resentful heart.

At that sight, Beili Tian grinned.

"Then let's wrap up the duel. In fact, it's absurd for an alliance mber to point

out. I just ca out with a grateful heart for the people who ca. Since it's over, let's point out an opponent as originally planned and have the final duel."

It was Beili Tian's own consideration. If he didn't do this, it seed that Tang Bicheon, who was below, would fall into a state of qi deviation.

Cheon Woojin had a sullen expression.

The lingering feeling of having exchanged blows with the alliance leader was still fully present, but in this state, what kind of duel could he have with Tang Bicheon?

However, apart from choosing the alliance leader on a montary impulse, a promise was a promise.

Cheon Woojin, who let out a sigh, opened his mouth.

"...Yes, well. I will point out Commander Tang Bicheon."

It seed like a choice he had been pushed into.

Tang Bicheon's face was distorted with anger and humiliation.

He wasn't even a commander, but a deputy commander of the dical hall.

"That son of a bitch..."

Tang Bicheon imdiately took his dagger. It was the Heavenly Green Dagger that had been passed down for generations to the head of the Sichuan Tang family.

Although the family head was still alive, the fact that the young master, Tang Bicheon, had the Heavenly Green Dagger showed the situation of the Sichuan Tang family.

Suddenly, his subordinate, who was next to him, said cautiously.

"Young master. Will it really be okay?"

A mont ago, he had witnessed the duel between the alliance leader and Cheon Woojin.

Cheon Woojin's martial might was much higher than he had thought. To the extent that he thought that even if all the elites of the Tang family were to attack, they might not be able to do anything.

At that question, Tang Bicheon frowned.

"Are you saying that I will lose to that guy?"

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

In fact, it was.

However, it was sothing that could not be said out loud.

The subordinate just bowed his head. That sight rather fueled Tang Bicheon's anger.

Tang Bicheon glared at Cheon Woojin, who was on the dueling stage.

It was true that that guy was stronger than he had expected. However, it was not a problem.

"Was that guy stronger than the alliance leader?"

It was truly an arrogant statent. As if he could compete with the alliance leader.

However, Tang Bicheon truly thought so.

Of course, if it were his original self, even if he had achieved the realm of a poison master, he would not have been able to reach the alliance leader's toes.

Because he was a rising star and the alliance leader was the sun that lit up the whole world.

But.

"Wondang Dharma Master."

At Tang Bicheon's call, a middle-aged man wearing a monk's robe and a bamboo hat pressed down deep approached. In his hand was a black pill.

It was the biggest reason why Tang Bicheon kept the Wondang Dharma Master by his side. Because he had given him the power to seize the Tang family and escape from the shadow of his father, the head of the Tang family.

"Young master. As you know, the effect of the dicine is at most an hour."

It was a pill that had not yet been completed.

Although the finished product could last for a full hour, the current limit was just an hour.

Of course, it didn't matter to Tang Bicheon.

"What's an hour. Half of that is enough."

Tang Bicheon, who had received the pill, swallowed it in one go. Since he had already confird it with his own body several tis, there was no anxiety.

For a mont, Tang Bicheon's dark green light beca cloudy, and then it quickly regained its light. The biggest advantage of this pill was that it could not be seen from the outside.

It was the result of experinting by facing the renowned masters of the white path and even the masters of the black path and the demonic path. No one had noticed this heterogeneous power.

Tang Bicheon savored the full energy he felt from his whole body and went up to the dueling stage.

Cheon Woojin waited for him with a bored expression.

"You've co."

"...Arrogant bastard."

Tang Bicheon's anger did not rise as before. Because he was thinking of crushing that guy on the floor of the dueling stage in front of everyone before even an hour had passed.

Rather, it was a good thing that he had had a duel with the alliance leader. The higher that guy's fa, the more his own fa would stand out when he defeated him.

"You haven't forgotten the promise, have you?"

"Of course."

Cheon Woojin was still bored. He just felt like he wanted to fight the alliance leader one more ti.

He didn't know how that guy knew that he was the disciple of his Black Master. He wasn't interested either. He had just tried to play along because it was clear that it would beco troubleso.

It was a point where even that interest had died down.

It was then.

Tang Bicheon's green pupils beca even darker. At the sa ti, a dark green moss-like energy rose from his whole body.

Cheon Woojin looked at that sight with a sullen look and then put away the Crane Feather Fan and took out the Crescent Moon Staff. It was a duel that did not need to be dragged on.

"The two of you, face each other."

At the announcer's request, Cheon Woojin and Tang Bicheon stood facing each other with a distance of five steps between them.

Tang Bicheon gave a thick smile. It was difficult to endure the boiling power and impulsive heart in his whole body. He just wanted to cut that guy's whole body to pieces with the Heavenly Green Dagger.

Suddenly, Cheon Woojin frowned.

Because he felt sothing familiar from Tang Bicheon, whose energy was overflowing like a stallion in heat.

Soon, Cheon Woojin realized the identity of that familiarity.

'Dark Sky Ki?'

It was the energy that those who had learned the martial arts of the Dark Heavenly Son possessed.

Although the energy felt from Tang Bicheon was very weak and cloudy, it could never deceive Cheon Woojin's eyes.

Because the martial artist who could handle the darkest Dark Sky Ki of the era was Cheon Woojin.

(End of Chapter)