The Youngest Member Chapter 99

"Hah..."

As Song Yiyeon let out a ragged breath and wiped his face, a handful of blood that had been obscuring his vision was wiped away. The sword body, which had been as white as its na, White Flower Sword, was also stained red before he knew it.

Fortunately, it was not Song Yiyeon's blood. It was the blood of the Tang family martial artists he had cut down. He had killed many. To the point where he wondered if he would ever be able to cut down so many people in one place in his entire life.

He was so tired that he wanted to lie down right away. His legs were trembling, and his grip on the sword was already torn in several places and was tattered.

However, he could not stop.

"Song Yiyeon! Behind you!"

The shout of Deputy Commander Zhuge Lin was heard from a distance.

As Song Yiyeon instinctively ducked his head, a hidden weapon grazed the back of his head.

At the sa ti, martial artists holding daggers rushed in from both sides. The tips of the daggers were coated with a dark poison, so even a graze would be life-threatening.

Song Yiyeon took a breath and swung the White Flower Sword. The sll of blood that filled the battlefield deeply pierced his lungs.

Slice-!

He cut off the entire arm of the martial artist who had rushed in from the left.

At the sa ti, he rotated his body and deflected the attack from the right. Thanks to that, he was close enough to the attacking martial artist for their breaths to touch.

Song Yiyeon looked at the Tang family martial artist who had attacked him with his deep eyes for a mont. His pupils had lost their light. He even looked like a beast that had been starved for a few days.

In fact, thanks to the Poisonous Hand, the battlefield was advantageous to the mbers of the Martial Alliance. However, starting with the young master Tang Bicheon, they had eaten sothing strange and had all changed like this.

"For what on earth!"

Song Yiyeon shouted and swung the White Flower Sword.

Slice, the body of the Tang family martial artist was split in two.

Song Yiyeon had no more internal energy to squeeze out. Looking at the battlefield, it seed that fortunately, there were no dead among the Black Tortoise Unit mbers yet. It seed that he would be the first casualty.

Although he was by no ans at the bottom of the Black Tortoise Unit in terms of martial might, Song Yiyeon still lacked the knack. Because he had no real combat experience, he just cut down the approaching enemies by the book, and then cut them down again.

As a result, his internal energy was depleted faster than anyone else.

It was difficult to expect help from others. Because the only one who could save his life on the battlefield was himself.

"Why on earth are you doing this..."

Song Yiyeon said in a low voice. However, it was quickly buried between the friction sound of iron clashing and the screams of death.

He had not even caught his breath yet, but a single hidden weapon rushed in again.

He dodged it with all his might. However, his two legs could no longer support his body, and he collapsed to the floor.

The muddy ground, wet with blood, felt particularly cold.

The battlefield, seen while lying on his side like this, was even more bizarre. Until a few days ago, weren't they seniors and juniors who had faced a common enemy with their backs to each other under the noble na of the white path?

How on earth did it beco like this?

The answer was not far away. Song Yiyeon's gaze turned to the young master Tang Bicheon. He was exchanging blows with the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, and surprisingly, Tang Bicheon seed to have the upper hand.

Tang Bicheon swung his dagger, aiming for the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander's neck. The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander skillfully took a step back to dodge, but a fallen Tang family martial artist grabbed his ankle.

A look of failure crossed the faces of the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, who had co close to death, and Song Yiyeon, who was watching this. Song Yiyeon wanted to get up and help right away, but he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Tang Bicheon raised his dagger high, and the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander swung his sword as if in a last-ditch effort. However, the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander's sword only cut through the empty air.

"Song Yiyeon, you bastard."

Instead of killing the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, Tang Bicheon was squatting in front of Song Yiyeon before he knew it.

Song Yiyeon's heart pounded as if it would explode. He was disgusted with Tang Bicheon, who had created this situation, and at the sa ti, he was afraid. The primal fear that all humans have dominated Song Yiyeon's heart.

Tang Bicheon brought the dagger to Song Yiyeon's white face.

The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, who was rushing over, was blocked by the elders of the Tang family.

"That smooth face of yours is also over now. If you had been obedient from the beginning, there wouldn't have been such a tiring thing."

"..."

Tang Bicheon smirked.

Soon, his hand gripping the dagger tightened.

Song Yiyeon squeezed his eyes shut. Normally, he would have shouted that his face was off-limits, but what was the point of that in the face of death?

It was then.

Thump, soone grabbed Tang Bicheon's wrist. It was a large and rough hand, like a pot lid.

Tang Bicheon raised his head. At the sa ti, his vision went dark. A large fist had roughly hit his face.

Kwang-!

Tang Bicheon fell backward, and Song Yiyeon also looked at the person who had helped him with surprised eyes.

It was a familiar back. It was so wide and solid that he felt a little relieved.

"I'm sure I told you before I left that I wouldn't let it go if you touched the newcors."

A thick voice spread throughout the battlefield.

Tang Bicheon, who had gotten up while touching his nose, let out a hollow laugh as if he were dumbfounded.

"Hah, Cheol Jiak, are you crazy? Did you co here to die?"

There was no more respect as a unit commander. Because Tang Bicheon had already completely left the Martial Alliance.

Whether that was the case or not, Cheol Jiak turned his body and checked Song Yiyeon's condition. Although he had his back to Tang Bicheon, there was not a single bit of fear on his face.

"Close your eyes and breathe slowly."

Song Yiyeon closed his eyes.

At the sa ti, the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, who had shaken off the Tang family elders, ca over and stood as if to protect Song Yiyeon.

"...Black Tortoise Unit Commander."

"Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, thank you. If it weren't for you, soone would have definitely died."

The battlefield was that close and desperate.

Soon, Cheol Jiak, who had assessed the situation, said.

"Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander, take Yiyeon right now and leave this place to request support from the Martial Alliance. At this rate, it's just a desperate struggle to delay annihilation."

Although Cheol Jiak's chest was filled with hot anger, his head was clearer than ever.

He had a strong desire to tear Tang Bicheon to shreds right away. However, he knew that it was realistically impossible.

Because he was weak.

In fact, in terms of martial might alone, he was on the decent side among the unit commanders of the Martial Alliance main headquarters. However, after the newcors who were beyond his control had co, it had no aning.

'What kind of unit commander is a guy who can't even protect one of his subordinates?'

So Cheol Jiak always thought.

Although he might not be able to protect the newcors in a cool way, if he could save even one subordinate at the cost of his own life, he would sacrifice himself without a single hesitation.

"No. If I leave this battlefield..."

"I know. People will start dying one by one. But at this rate, everyone will just die. Who else but you can get out of this battlefield?"

The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander's pupils shook for a mont. He knew that all of the Black Tortoise Unit Commander's words were right. However, he felt a sense of resistance to running away alone from a battlefield where everyone might die.

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander added, as if he knew his heart.

"He's a guy who hasn't even been in the alliance for a year yet. Please save him."

The Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander looked at Song Yiyeon, who was in his arms, for a mont. The worry was painful but short, and his actions were fast.

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander, who had confird that he was leaving the battlefield, faced Tang Bicheon again. Although he had his back to him, that guy did not bother to attack.

Naturally, it was not a consideration. It was just an act of looking down on him and belittling him.

Tang Bicheon smiled slightly and held the dagger in a reverse grip. It was filled with the will to kill him in one blow. However, the Black Tortoise Unit Commander calmly clenched his two fists. Soon, a fist ki flickered like a fla on his two fists.

* * *

"You son of a bitch."

Tang Bicheon spat out a curse over the head of the fallen Black Tortoise Unit Commander. The difference in level between the two was so great that it could not be narrowed.

Tang Bicheon, with the battlefield behind him, looked in the direction where the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander and Song Yiyeon had disappeared.

It was a war that was already won anyway. He wanted to kill at least Song Yiyeon and Cheon Woojin with his own hands.

Although the Heavenly Tiger Unit Commander's movent skill was fast, he was confident that he could catch up as long as he had taken the Wondang Dharma Master's pill.

It was then.

Tang Bicheon hurriedly ducked his head. Soon, a large fist cut through the place where his head had been.

"What?"

Tang Bicheon had an annoyed expression.

The Black Tortoise Unit Commander had gotten up again.

He had already broken his knee. Nevertheless, he had gotten up, so he had stabbed his stomach with a dagger. But he had gotten up again.

He had definitely stabbed his heart with a poisoned dagger with the intention of killing him, but how on earth could he get up again?

"Black Tortoise Unit Commander, why on earth aren't you dying? No, how are you doing that? That."

Tang Bicheon asked as if he were genuinely curious.

However, the Black Tortoise Unit Commander could not open his mouth. The fact that he was standing, no, even breathing, was a miracle.

Tang Bicheon, who was looking at the Black Tortoise Unit Commander who would not be strange even if he died right away, had a fed-up expression.

"Yes, I'll admit it. You're a real man. But let's stop now, you son of a bitch."

Tang Bicheon, who said so, put his hand in his bosom.

Soon, the prayer that was wrapped around his whole body beca even sharper. It was as if a single well-honed dagger were standing there.

Tang Bicheon genuinely acknowledged Cheol Jiak. To think that a guy who should have died a long ti ago could stand like that with just his ntal strength.

"Yes, if you endure this too, I'll save Song Yiyeon."

Of course, he had no intention of doing so. The technique he was about to unfold was actually a half-baked martial art that he had not mastered. However, he was confident that even with that, there would be few in the world who could block it.

The special skill of the Sichuan Tang family, Ten Thousand Flowers Rain.

Like its na, a rain of flowers that filled the sky, hundreds of hidden weapons covered the world in black and rushed in.

The opponent, with all directions blocked, had no choice but to have their whole body pierced by the hidden weapons and face a painful death.

Tang Bicheon leaped. The two hands he had put in his bosom prepared the daggers. From the ti he could handle a hundred hidden weapons through his ki, it could be called Ten Thousand Flowers Rain. He was still at his limit with about sixty. Nevertheless, it was more than enough to kill the Black Tortoise Unit Commander.

But, the atmosphere was strange.

For a mont, everyone on the battlefield was looking at him. The gazes of everyone, without exception, from the mbers of the Martial Alliance to the martial artists of the Tang family, were focused.

Tang Bicheon realized belatedly. That the place their gazes were directed was not him, but a little further behind him.

Soon, an overwhelming montum was felt from behind him. Even Tang Bicheon, who had taken the pill, froze for a mont.

He landed on the ground as it was, without being able to unfold the Ten Thousand Flowers Rain.

Tang Bicheon tried his best to calm his trembling and then turned around. A very huge existence was standing there.

"...Family Head."

The Poison King, Tang Myeonghak.

His pupils flickered clearly with a dark green light, like the sea that had received the sunlight.

(End of Chapter)