The Youngest Member Chapter 96

A black flash crossed the battlefield.

Swish-!

It was a truly sudden event.

The speed was also so fast that the Tang family martial artists drew their daggers only after the flash had passed them.

The Tang family martial artists hurriedly raised their energy and turned their heads. A man stood alone among the hundred or so martial artists.

He was heterogeneous.

The Sichuan Tang family was a force that competed with the Nangong family for the first place among the Five Great Families. The martial artists of the Tang family had a quick and rough temperant, so they exuded a unique presence no matter which other martial artists they were with.

However, it was not so now.

Cheon Woojin, who was standing among the hundred or so Tang family martial artists, just hanging the dark iron staff down.

His presence was pressing down on all the surrounding energy.

"K-kill him."

Tang Bicheon instinctively took a step back and said so. However, he soon realized that it was a mistake. Because Cheon Woojin had rather curled up the corners of his mouth at the order to kill him.

"Ah, no! Don't kill..."

It was too late.

Even Tang Bicheon, who was quite far away, was about to take a step back, but the martial artists who were right next to him were already terrified.

Usually, martial artists run away when they are scared. However, the martial artists of the Tang family were not like that. Rather, they attacked. They glared at the opponent with their dark eyes and scattered poison and hidden weapons.

That was the temperant of the Tang family.

The seven martial artists who were around Cheon Woojin scattered a green poison mist. That was not the end. Dozens of daggers rushed in, pushing through the poison mist.

Swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-!

As dozens of sharp daggers cut through the empty air at once, a truly strange sound was heard. It even sounded like a wail that brought death.

It was one of the reasons why the Sichuan Tang family was feared in war.

Poison and hidden weapons were originally frightening. It was even more so if dozens, hundreds of skilled martial artists unfolded them at once.

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-!

The sound of hidden weapons hitting sothing was heard from within the poison mist. After a procession of hidden weapons ended.

"..."

A mont of silence fell. The poison mist was so thick that it obstructed the view. However, a faint shadow was visible.

All the martial artists on the battlefield frowned slightly and looked at that place carefully.

How much ti had passed like that?

"Is he dead?"

Soone said so.

At that, a dozen or so Tang family martial artists who were around the poison mist began to approach cautiously. They were the ones who had already drunk the antidote before coming out to the battlefield.

They, who had surrounded the poison mist in a circle, approached step by step with their sharp daggers pointed forward.

The encirclent gradually narrowed, and they exchanged glances with each other. The inside of the poison mist was truly quiet. They did not think that any master could survive such a baptism of poison and hidden weapons.

The mont soone took a step into the area of the poison mist to confirm Cheon Woojin's life or death.

"Dodge!"

A hurried shout erupted from within the Sichuan Tang family. He must have been a person of considerable martial might. He had glimpsed it in that quiet and thick poison mist. That sothing was rushing in with death.

A dark black full moon was drawn, centered on the green poison mist.

The sound of soone's head bursting was heard one after another from the place where the trajectory of the Crescent Moon Staff had passed.

Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack-!

The dozen or so martial artists who had surrounded the poison mist lost their heads in an instant. It was a surprising thing, considering that they were all the main ard force of the Tang family.

However, the truly surprising thing happened next.

After the poison mist scattered along with the black full moon.

Cheon Woojin's figure was revealed. They had thought that even if he maintained his life after being covered in the deadly poison of the Tang family, his clothes and skin would have all lted.

"H-how...!"

Tang Bicheon shouted in great surprise. Because the revealed Cheon Woojin's appearance was so neat.

Cheon Woojin threw his unique dry gaze at Tang Bicheon. For a mont, Tang Bicheon took a step back and hurriedly looked around. Because the fear of death had co over him, he was looking for soone to help.

"D-Dharma Master! Please kill that guy!"

The Wondang Dharma Master stared at Cheon Woojin. His expression was truly strange. It was as if he were looking at a nostalgic past, and it was also as if he were glaring at the enemy of the world.

Soon, the Wondang Dharma Master said in a low voice.

"It's a matter of the Tang family. I am not a Tang."

"...W-what!"

Tang Bicheon's eyes widened as if they would pop out.

While the two were looking at each other.

"Deputy Commander."

Cheon Woojin called Zhuge Lin. She, who had beco serious at the unusual situation, looked at Cheon Woojin.

Cheon Woojin asked in a low voice.

"Shall we arrest the young master?"

Although it was a low voice, it was clearly heard by all the Black Tortoise Unit mbers. Because it was filled with internal energy.

There was a reason why Cheon Woojin had bothered to ask. The montum of the Tang family martial artists, who had lost a dozen or so comrades in front of their eyes, was gradually becoming more nacing, and it was because it was about to explode.

A conflict will soon occur. The Black Tortoise Unit will also not be able to avoid it. So he had bothered to ask, aning to get a grip and prepare.

The brilliant Zhuge Lin understood that aning at once.

The situation was sorted out in an instant. Their mission was to find evidence that the Sichuan Tang family was plotting a rebellion.

The situation where Tang Soyeon had been severely beaten at the hands of Tang Bicheon. This was a good justification. Anyway, since Tang Soyeon was a mber of the Martial Alliance. Using this as a justification, they would investigate the Tang family.

Of course, a conflict would be unavoidable, but...

If it had already happened, it was wise to use it thoroughly.

"All Black Tortoise Unit mbers!"

"Yes!"

The mbers of the Martial Alliance, including Song Yiyeon and the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, drew their swords and began to show their montum in earnest.

Zhuge Lin's order continued.

"Protect the Heavenly Tiger Unit's alliance mber, Tang Soyeon, from that shaless young master who is trying to kill his own flesh and blood!"

The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander was on this side. The justification for a conflict with the Tang family was perfect.

What was important was whether they could survive a conflict with them. However, there was no ti to think.

"Black Tortoise Unit! How dare you...!"

The Tang family martial artists, who were enraged at the death of their comrades, rushed in like wild dogs. The fierce killing intent in their eyes was glittering more than ever.

Although it was Cheon Woojin who had killed their comrades, the direction they had attacked was the Black Tortoise Unit mbers.

Even in an excited state, the fear that Cheon Woojin had engraved in their heads with a single move was not forgotten.

And so, about two hundred martial artists began to fight, mixed together.

The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander and the Black Tortoise Unit mbers drew a round wheel formation centered on the fainted Tang Soyeon. Those with relatively outstanding martial might stepped forward and directly exchanged blows with the Tang family martial artists.

In the anti, when the Tang family emitted poison ki, the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander and Zhuge Lin would swing their sword ki without fail and scatter it.

In an instant, the corpses of the Tang family martial artists piled up around the wheel formation. They had looked down on the Black Tortoise Unit too much. It was a natural thing. Because the Black Tortoise Unit was an organization that was classified as the lowest among the ard forces of the Martial Alliance.

However, the Black Tortoise Unit had definitely undergone a change. After taking in the two newcors who were called geniuses, everyone had felt a sense of crisis. They had never trained with all their might like they had recently in their entire lives.

'At least we shouldn't hold back the newcors.'

It was the common thought of the Black Tortoise Unit mbers.

The fruits of that training were visible. They were narrowly blocking the attacks of the Tang family martial artists. The swords of the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander and Zhuge Lin rushed in without fail through the gaps that were visible from mont to mont.

Stab, stab-!

Surprisingly, the one who had cut down the most Tang family martial artists was Song Yiyeon. Because he was the youngest, he was the most looked down upon. Moreover, a martial artist who unfolded an extre fast sword like Song Yiyeon in a wheel formation truly shone.

Every ti Song Yiyeon's pure white sword body cut through the empty air, soone's blood flowed.

However, the speed at which the corpses piled up gradually decreased.

The Tang family martial artists had also realized. That they were not the Black Tortoise Unit they had known.

'Be calm. Don't overdo it. We are overwhelmingly superior both in numbers and in martial might. We'll wear them down.'

A person with a fast-turning head among the Tang family martial artists sent a telepathic ssage. Since they were all skilled martial artists, they slightly reduced their montum.

Casualties began not to occur on both sides. The more it was so, the more advantageous it was for the Tang family. This side had a hundred or so martial artists, and that side had only about thirty.

"...?"

However, the Black Tortoise Unit mbers, who should have beco impatient, were calm.

No, rather, they had expressions that seed to consider this situation as an advantage.

The mont they were puzzled because they could not understand the reason.

"K-kuaak!"

A scream of a familiar voice erupted.

The Tang family martial artists flinched. Because the owner of that voice was the Third Elder of the Sichuan Tang family, Tang Myeongjo.

The screams continued to erupt. They were people who had lived together under one roof for decades. They could tell who it was just by hearing the voice. So it was even more painful.

Starting with the Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, the Seventh Elder, the Poison Sun Unit Commander, the Dark Cloud Unit Commander... The top masters of the Tang family were screaming one after another.

There was no need to look back to see whose doing it was.

'...Cheon Woojin and the Poisonous Hand.'

Did those monsters really have the upper hand against the top masters of the Tang family? When their thoughts reached that point, the Tang family martial artists rather beca impatient.

Zhuge Lin did not miss this.

- Everyone except , the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, Do Seonghwi, and Song Yiyeon, switch the sword formation to a defensive posture.

She gave the order by telepathy. Zhuge Lin and the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander were masters who could ably face the Tang family martial artists, and Do Seonghwi and Song Yiyeon were masters of the fast sword and fast saber who shone in a wheel formation.

The judgnt was accurate. Although the impatient Tang family martial artists raised their montum, the more solid wheel formation did not allow an attack.

It was then.

Soone scattered a poison mist towards the wheel formation.

Although Zhuge Lin emitted a sword wind and scattered it, it was just the beginning. They were scattering poison mist from here and there.

Zhuge Lin and the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander beca twice as busy. Because they were concentrating on blocking the poison mist, it was difficult to properly face the Tang family martial artists. Also, since they were emitting sword wind and sword ki without rest, their internal energy was rapidly depleting.

At this rate, the wheel formation will soon crack. The mont a small crack is allowed in such a precarious sword formation, the crack will spread like a spider's web in an instant.

Jjeo-eok-!

Cheon Woojin, who had smashed the head of an unknown Tang family elite, caught his breath for a mont and turned his head.

He saw the Poisonous Hand, who was a little away from the precarious wheel formation.

Until now, the one who had faced the top masters of the Tang family was not Cheon Woojin and the Poisonous Hand, but Cheon Woojin alone.

- What are you doing?

Cheon Woojin sent a telepathic ssage to the Poisonous Hand. Anyway, the Poisonous Hand was the cause of the fight, but he was just watching from a distance without fighting.

Cheon Woojin thought for a mont about flying over there and smashing the Poisonous Hand's head, but he shook his head.

- Please help the Black Tortoise Unit.

- I can help you. Because you are the disciple of a friend. But, as a public enemy of the martial world, how can I help the Martial Alliance?

Cheon Woojin nodded his head.

It was a truly reasonable statent.

So, he sent a telepathic ssage again.

- Shall I also teach you how a mber of the Martial Alliance deals with a public enemy of the martial world?

- I must help! Yes, of course.

- Please just take care of their poison.

The Poisonous Hand willingly moved his steps. In fact, he had thought for a mont about running away as it was. However, he had a feeling that the disciple of the Black Master would not die in a place like this.

If that guy survived and returned to the Martial Alliance, what would he do next?

'He'll look for .'

The Poisonous Hand, who had approached the wheel formation in an instant, had a cool expression on the outside, but he was swallowing his tears on the inside. He had not known that the day would co when he would help the Martial Alliance with his own hands.

Anyway, apart from that feeling, the intervention of the Poisonous Hand gave the Black Tortoise Unit mbers a breather.

He was a master of poison arts.

Although he was often ignored by the Black Master and Cheon Woojin, it was because he had t the wrong opponents.

It was not for nothing that the Poisonous Hand had his na on the list of public enemies of the martial world. The number of masters who had died from his poison was as many as the stars in the sky.

"Elder Poisonous Hand! How can you attack us, your family mbers!"

As the poison mist disappeared cleanly just by the Poisonous Hand waving his hand, soone shouted as if he were being wronged.

The Poisonous Hand just snorted.

"Only now are we family? Didn't you say you would kill ?"

"No, that's...!"

He shut his mouth because he had no particular excuse.

That sight further stimulated the Poisonous Hand's anger.

"Everyone, get lost!"

The Poisonous Hand roughly chased away the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander and the Black Tortoise Unit mbers.

Soon, the Poisonous Hand, who stood alone in the place where the wheel had been, glared nacingly at the Tang family martial artists.

In the current era, there were only a handful of people in the Tang family who had dark green light. One of them was the Poisonous Hand.

His unique pupils felt even more eerie as they received the sunlight.

The Tang family martial artists unknowingly took a step back. The Poisonous Hand was a top master of the sa generation as the family head, the Poison King. They could never face him.

"Let

ask you one thing."

"...Yes, elder."

"Am I your family mber?"

"Of course. Please look at your pupils, elder."

"How can I see my own pupils? This bastard is dumber than he looks."

The man shut his mouth.

"Yes, if you truly think of

as a family mber, this is a punishnt given as an elder of the family, so receive it sweetly."

As if they had not expected such an answer, the Tang family martial artists shouted hurriedly.

"...H-!"

"Kill him!"

And so, the mont the martial artists were about to rush in at once.

Soon, the Poisonous Hand suddenly stretched out his palm towards them.

Hwaak-!

The air exploded from the tip of his palm. The Tang family martial artists montarily flinched. However, nothing happened.

The mont everyone was looking at the Poisonous Hand with puzzled faces.

"U-u-eoo..."

A martial artist collapsed, bleeding from his eyes and nose.

It was the Poisonous Hand's unique poison art, the Two-Formless Poison.

The Formless Poison was basically a legendary deadly poison that perfectly concealed three things: color, sll, and energy.

Although the Poisonous Hand had devoted his whole life to researching the Formless Poison, in the end, he had only succeeded in eliminating the color and sll.

Thanks to that, it did not work on masters with sensitive ki senses like the Black Master or Cheon Woojin, but...

In the first place, to martial artists below a certain level who could not feel the faint energy contained in the poison, it was no different from the Formless Poison.

Starting with one martial artist collapsing while bleeding, the martial artists who were around him collapsed one by one.

Soone ran away, shouting in a terrified voice, with blood streaming from his nose.

"F-Formless Poison!"

Soon, the martial artist who had shouted so collapsed in the middle of the battlefield, vomiting dark blood.

Everyone who had witnessed that sight looked at the Poisonous Hand at once.

The Poisonous Hand, who had a rather proud and cool expression and posture, was actually crying on the inside. Because after the battle was over, the mbers of the Martial Alliance would survive under the protection of Beili Tian, but there was no one to protect him.

As long as the Tang family was not destroyed in this place, he was now a dead man.

'Black Master, you son of a bitch. This is how I repay my debt to you.'

If the Black Master had heard this cry of the Poisonous Hand, he probably would have answered like this.

- You're talking nonsense. Do you think my disciple can't destroy a re Tang family?

For so reason, he felt as if he had heard such a voice, so the Poisonous Hand looked at Cheon Woojin. For a mont, his eyes t with that guy's.

I see, my only way to live is that guy.

The Poisonous Hand, who thought so, perhaps to prove his usefulness, shouted in a loud voice for no reason.

"Yes, it's the Formless Poison! This very body is the number one poison demon of the era!"

At that, Cheon Woojin said with his eyes.

'Don't talk nonsense.'

(End of Chapter)