The Youngest Member Chapter 91

The unprecedented villain of the previous generation, the Dark Heavenly Son.

He had many disciples. Not only the nad disciples who had officially received nas like the Black Master, the Blood Immortal, and the Sword Demon, but also those who had just received teachings in passing, numbered in the dozens.

All of them had learned different martial arts from the Dark Heavenly Son. The reason why the Black Master's junior brothers respected him while also being jealous was because he had received the Dark Heaven Divine Art, which was called the best among the Dark Heavenly Son's martial arts.

The Dark Heavenly Son was a martial artist who was so outstanding that he would create martial arts for fun. For example, the Bewitching Soul Art of the Sex Demon, who had died at the hands of Cheon Woojin, was a martial art that the Dark Heavenly Son had created on the spot at a drinking party to tease a disciple who ignored won and had taught it to a young courtesan.

The young courtesan, who did not even have a dantian, later beca a rare demoness called the Sex Demon.

And so, the Dark Heavenly Son created martial arts without distinction, from movent skills, spear arts, staff arts, palm arts, fists, kicks, swords, and even formation arts.

There was one common point in those various martial arts.

'Dark Sky Ki.'

Although there was only a difference in the density depending on the type of martial art, all martial arts contained the Dark Sky Ki.

Since it was an energy that Cheon Woojin had been with his whole life, he could not help but notice the faint Dark Sky Ki on Tang Bicheon's whole body.

As Cheon Woojin stared at him, Tang Bicheon twisted his lips into a smirk. He thought that he was scared of the formidable montum that was coming from his whole body.

"Do you regret it?"

"...What are you talking about?"

Cheon Woojin clicked his tongue.

It was certain that he could feel the Dark Sky Ki from Tang Bicheon. The problem was that its degree was so weak that it was confusing whether he had learned the martial arts of the Dark Heavenly Son directly, or if he had simply been influenced by one of the Dark Heavenly Son's disciples.

Cheon Woojin glanced at the alliance leader on the stage. Even the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, seed not to have detected Tang Bicheon's energy.

'Well, I'll know if I check.'

As Cheon Woojin stared at Tang Bicheon with the Crescent Moon Staff hanging down, the official in charge of the proceedings, who had approached, asked the two.

"Are you both ready?"

Cheon Woojin and Tang Bicheon nodded at the sa ti.

Soon, the official in charge threw the Exploding Ball into the sky.

Just before the Exploding Ball, which had soared high, vibrated violently and exploded.

Tang Bicheon threw a dagger towards the sky. The dagger, imbued with green energy, accurately hit the very center of the Exploding Ball.

Thud-!

Because a rather heavy sound echoed, even those who were not martial artists could tell that the dagger had hit the Exploding Ball.

People let out small exclamations at the sight of him hitting a fist-sized sphere floating in the high sky.

Soon, the Exploding Ball exploded. It was imbued with the dark green energy that Tang Bicheon had sent with the dagger, and flas like green vegetation spread in all directions.

Amidst the exclamations, Tang Bicheon had a proud expression.

At that sight, Cheon Woojin let out a smirk.

"The alliance leader's one move must have been impressive."

"Shut up and co at . I'll yield the first move..."

Tang Bicheon shut his mouth. The tip of Cheon Woojin's foot had slightly twisted. The mont he thought that he would rush in imdiately and brought his hand to his dagger.

Swish-!

Cheon Woojin had already reached right in front of him. The greatly surprised Tang Bicheon took his hand off the dagger and crossed his arms from side to side. The Crescent Moon Staff fell on top of them.

Jjeo-eo-eong-!

An explosion of ki occurred, and a loud sound as if a huge bell had been struck spread in all directions.

Tang Bicheon was pushed back helplessly. The floor of the dueling stage was dug long along the trajectory of his two feet. After being pushed back three zhang in a daze, his figure finally stopped.

White steam rose from his crossed arms. Moreover, the sleeve of the part that had been hit was torn, and his skin was left with a red mark.

'Is it broken?'

They had only exchanged one move, but his left arm was broken.

Tang Bicheon injected his ki and forced his bones to set. Since it was just a temporary asure, he might not be able to use his arm forever if he left it as it was. He had to receive proper treatnt. However, it was not a situation where he could declare defeat after one move and co down from the dueling stage.

Tang Bicheon admitted that he had been a little careless and at the sa ti resolved to face the duel with all his strength from now on and end it quickly.

The mont he took out the dagger that was in his belt.

'Where did he go?'

Tang Bicheon's eyes rolled quickly from side to side. He had been staring straight at Cheon Woojin, who was in front of him, but when he ca to his senses, he had disappeared in an instant.

To be precise, only an afterimage flickered for a mont where that guy had been and then scattered like smoke.

Form-Shifting. It was a realm called the pinnacle of movent skills.

Tang Bicheon spread his senses in all directions. Martial artists were not those who saw the world only with their eyes. They detected what was in the unseen places through a supernatural ability called ki sense.

A martial artist like Tang Bicheon had enough leeway even after spreading his ki sense over the entire dueling stage.

But, he could not catch Cheon Woojin's energy anywhere.

Did that guy really disappear in the middle of a duel? Since he was a guy who could pop up anywhere, he could not rule out that possibility.

It was then.

"Get a grip."

At the voice that ca from a very close place, a chill ran down Tang Bicheon's spine. When he turned his head, Cheon Woojin was standing nearby.

What was truly frightening was that although he was seeing him with his eyes, he still could not catch him with his ki sense. In other words, it ant that that guy could have smashed his head with an iron staff from behind.

'T-this can't be.'

Tang Bicheon was truly bewildered.

He had even taken the Wondang Dharma Master's pill.

He had thought that unless it was a martial artist of the alliance leader's level, he would not be made a fool of so one-sidedly.

In fact, he had confird the effect of the pill against all sorts of martial artists who were called top masters in the martial world.

Tang Bicheon thought that he had been unconsciously tense after seeing the duel between the alliance leader and Cheon Woojin. Although it was a difficult thing to accept, it was a more realistic story than the fact that that young guy was stronger than the masters he had faced.

"It's your turn, senior."

Cheon Woojin said calmly.

Tang Bicheon's face turned red. When he looked around, people were murmuring. He was not interested in what the foolish common people thought. What was important was that the alliance mbers were whispering among themselves.

Among them were those who had promised to open a new sky with him.

Tang Bicheon rapidly raised his montum.

His unique dark green light shone fiercely. The ferocious poison ki on his whole body made the surrounding air cloudy.

Nevertheless, Cheon Woojin just slightly raised the Crescent Moon Staff. As if telling an excited beast to co at him.

'Alright.'

Tang Bicheon stomped the floor hard.

With a thud, a huge repulsive force ford on the soles of his feet.

Tang Bicheon entrusted his body to that force.

Tang Bicheon, who had been shot out like an arrow, swung the sharply shining dagger.

Clang!

It clashed head-on with the slightly moved Crescent Moon Staff.

Tang Bicheon was montarily bewildered. The Heavenly Green Dagger, a divine weapon that could cut through rocks like tofu, had not even made a scratch on a re iron staff.

However, the bewildernt was short. Tang Bicheon was also a martial artist who had experienced as much real battle as he had.

'Let's see if your skin is harder than a rock.'

He twisted the trajectory of the dagger with a motion as natural as flowing water. The Heavenly Green Dagger, which had smoothly brushed past the Crescent Moon Staff, rushed at Cheon Woojin's throat like a flash of lightning.

It was so fast that a flash of light flickered for a mont, and even the onlookers were sweating.

However, the Heavenly Green Dagger could not cut anything.

One inch.

It had failed to reach Cheon Woojin's neck by just one inch. In other words, it also ant that Cheon Woojin had accurately grasped Tang Bicheon's movent and had dodged just as much as was necessary.

Tang Bicheon's offensive did not stop.

Green flashes of light flickered one after another between the two.

Usually, when Tang Bicheon took a step and shook the Heavenly Green Dagger, Cheon Woojin would retreat and narrowly dodge or block.

It was truly a precarious sight. Because Tang Bicheon's dagger contained a deadly poison. If it were to graze him even slightly, the winner of the duel would be decided.

However, Cheon Woojin was calm as always.

Rather, as the offensive continued, it was Tang Bicheon who beca impatient and whose heart was agitated.

He continued to raise his ki, and then raised it again. He used not only the energy he had obtained by achieving the realm of a poison master, but also the amplified energy from taking the Wondang Dharma Master's pill.

"Why, why can't I reach him!"

Tang Bicheon shouted as if he were having a seizure. The gazes of those around him were already out of his interest. He was just so blinded by the current situation where he seed to be able to reach but could not that he had lost his mind.

It was as if he were being made a fool of. He was squeezing out his true ki, going beyond the permissible range of energy.

Nevertheless, the result was the sa.

Although his attacks beca faster and stronger, the distance between him and Cheon Woojin did not change at all.

Just one inch.

It neither moved away nor narrowed from that distance.

Suddenly, Cheon Woojin's steps stopped. He had already retreated to the end of the dueling stage.

Tang Bicheon, looking at that sight with bloodshot eyes, gave a smile for a mont. With the thought of a final move, he put all the strength in his capacity into the dagger.

He does not make the mistake of striking imdiately in a state of excitent. He spreads a poison mist to the left and right to block the escape route first.

Cheon Woojin, who had confird the poison mist, frowned slightly.

At that sight, Tang Bicheon finally thrust out his dagger. Even in an excited state, his experience as a martial artist remained.

Tang Bicheon spread the fingers of the hand holding the dagger. At that, the Heavenly Green Dagger, which had left his hand, tore through the empty air and rushed in. He had caused an explosion of energy at his fingertips in an instant to add speed to speed.

Because he had poured out all his energy, his vision beca white and blurry for a mont, and dizziness ca over him.

Nevertheless, Tang Bicheon was convinced.

'I got him.'

At this distance, with this much speed, even the alliance leader could not dodge.

Shwiik-!

The Heavenly Green Dagger, which flew with a truly sharp sound.

Following that, the sound of that guy's skin being pierced should have been heard.

However, the sound that Tang Bicheon was expecting was not heard. It was just silence.

Soon, Tang Bicheon's blurry vision recovered.

He saw Cheon Woojin's cold face. He also saw the Heavenly Green Dagger in that guy's hand.

"You caught that?"

Tang Bicheon's face was saying this.

'Are you really a human being?'

With that disbelief, joy rose at the sa ti. The poison contained in the Heavenly Green Dagger could never be handled by an ordinary person who was not a poison master. Even if it were a master who had reached the Heavenly Outer Heavens.

First, the hand holding the Heavenly Green Dagger would rot. The decay would spread to the whole body, and suddenly, he would pour out blood from his seven orifices and writhe in pain.

Of course, Tang Bicheon could get the antidote. Because it was the poison of the Tang family. However, he was thinking of giving it late on purpose. He would give it as if he were doing a favor only after that proud face had lted hideously.

He would have to live his whole life avoiding the gazes of others. Parents would hide their children in their houses when this guy appeared in the village, and of course, he would not be able to et a woman.

If he were to go to a brothel because his body was lonely, the courtesans would spit on that guy's face, saying, 'What kind of monster has co?'.

'Can you endure such contempt with that great martial might?'

Tang Bicheon knew. That among those who were called demonesses, there were many who had beco so because of a strange story.

If he was lucky, this guy Cheon Woojin would also beco so.

The mont Tang Bicheon had finished his pleasant delusion.

"Shall we continue?"

Cheon Woojin asked calmly. At that question, the official in charge of the proceedings gave a signal that the duel was not yet over.

Cheon Woojin, who nodded his head, threw the Heavenly Green Dagger on the floor.

Clang!

Tang Bicheon looked at the Heavenly Green Dagger with a dazed expression for a mont. Why was the dagger of the Tang family, which should have been slowly lting that guy's hand, lying on the floor helplessly?

Did the poison not activate?

For a mont, he had such a doubt, but he realized that it was not so. Because the Heavenly Green Dagger was slowly lting the floor of the dueling stage.

The mont Tang Bicheon was looking at the Heavenly Green Dagger with trembling eyes.

A certain dark iron staff brushed past his vision.

Jjeo-eok-!

The Crescent Moon Staff struck the side of Tang Bicheon's knee. Tang Bicheon's body, whose leg was broken, tilted as it was.

Incapacitated.

It was the condition for victory in the duel.

Since Cheon Woojin had already confird everything he needed to from Tang Bicheon, he did not feel the need to continue the duel.

As the offensive continued, the Dark Sky Ki gradually disappeared, and with the last move as a starting point, it completely scattered.

In other words, it ant that he had taken sothing like a spiritual dicine, not his original energy.

Cheon Woojin's gaze turned to below the dueling stage. He had tried to find the suspicious man who was with Tang Bicheon, but he had already disappeared.

'A spiritual dicine imbued with Dark Sky Ki.'

There was a high probability that the guy who had made that spiritual dicine was a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son. Since the Dark Heavenly Son had created such a variety of martial arts, it would not be strange if he had created and passed down alchemy.

Cheon Woojin recalled the disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son that he had heard about from the Black Master and thought of those who would be skilled in alchemy or dicine.

It was then.

The collapsed Tang Bicheon said.

"I lost."

Cheon Woojin looked down at him with his unique calm gaze.

Although Tang Bicheon felt a sense of humiliation from that gaze, he rather gave a smile.

"It is a principle to reveal one's sect or master in a duel between martial artists of the white path, but I could not. It is a shaful thing as a senior."

Tang Bicheon stood up, limping.

Then he took a fist-and-palm salute towards Cheon Woojin.

"I am Tang Bicheon, the eldest son of the Sichuan Tang family. May I know your sect?"

Cheon Woojin stared at Tang Bicheon.

Tang Bicheon's current behavior was different from his promise.

Well, since I also chose the alliance leader instead of Tang Bicheon, I have nothing to say.

Cheon Woojin, who thought so, nodded his head.

Everyone seed to be curious about Cheon Woojin's master or sect.

Only the alliance leader, the commander-in-chief, Song Yiyeon, and Zhuge Lin had expressions that said their insides were burning.

For a mont, a single voice brushed past Cheon Woojin's mind.

- Ignore him and co down. If you reveal yourself that you are the disciple of the Black Master, sothing you cannot handle will happen.

It was the telepathic ssage of the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian.

However, Cheon Woojin did not co down from the dueling stage.

He looked at Tang Bicheon as if he were pathetic and then said.

"I have no sect. I just personally learned martial arts from my master."

"I see. To be able to raise such an outstanding martial artist, he must be a great person. At this point, it is the duty of a disciple to reveal his master and add a single virtue to his great na!"

Tang Bicheon shouted, putting the little internal energy he had into his voice. He was telling Cheon Woojin with his eyes.

'If you don't reveal it yourself, I will tell the world with my own mouth that your master is the Black Master!'

Cheon Woojin nodded his head calmly.

Soon, he took a fist-and-palm salute in response and said.

"The White Flower Sword Saint."

"...What did you say?"

"He is my master."

A mont of silence.

Soon, the martial artists who were in various places stood up from their seats.

The common people looked at that sight with puzzled eyes.

The risen martial artists began to take a fist-and-palm salute towards Cheon Woojin one by one without saying a word.

In the anti, soone shouted in a loud voice.

"The seven-knot disciple of the Beggars' Sect, Chupunggae. It is a real honor to et the disciple of the White Flower Sword Saint elder! Hahahaha!"

"The White Sword Hall Master, Dan Umyeong, on behalf of the alliance, I express my gratitude that the disciple of the First Hero has visited the Martial Alliance."

Starting with the head of the Punishnt Hall, Chupunggae, and the White Sword Hall Master, who was called the top master among the hall masters, all sorts of martial artists revealed their sects or masters and took a fist-and-palm salute one after another.

There were hall masters and commander-level personnel, there were old n with bent backs, there were those who had attended as representatives of the Five Great Families or the Nine Sects One Gang, there were cheerful rising talents, and there were even young alliance mbers who admired heroes.

The common people, who were seeing such a sight for the first ti in their lives, were just lost in admiration.

The White Flower Sword Saint. This was the weight that that na had in the white path martial world. Even among those who were taking a fist-and-palm salute, there were a considerable number of martial artists from the Dragon and Phoenix Society.

The reason was that the first president who had organized the Dragon and Phoenix Society by gathering the heroes of the nation was the White Flower Sword Saint.

At that sight, Tang Bicheon could not hide his bewildernt. How could that guy shalessly tell a lie? The sky knows, the earth knows, and I know that he is the disciple of the Black Master!

"No! This guy's master is not the White Flower Sword Saint, but...!"

It was the mont Tang Bicheon was about to refute.

"Stop."

A single voice blocked his mouth. The weight contained in the voice was so great that Tang Bicheon even felt the illusion that his whole body was being crushed.

Soon, everyone looked at one person.

The Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian, who had co out in front of the stage, receiving the gazes, declared to everyone.

"I will certify that alliance mber Cheon Woojin is the disciple of the White Flower Sword Saint senior. That guy is a person who has had a connection with

long before he entered the Martial Alliance. Although I didn't know that he would reveal it in such a place."

Tang Bicheon's mouth dropped open nicely.

(End of Chapter)