Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 6.

The Return of the Prodigal Son (5)

Shake!

Surprisingly, the person who got up from his seat was Yeon Ji-pyeong.

“Now that you’ve heard it, don’t you think it’s too harsh?”

“What?!”

“No matter how much you are the daughter of the Nangung family, there are things you should and should not say!”

Yeon Ji-pyeong shouted as if screaming.

“Apologize to Yang Yu!”

Namgung Sanghwa, who was about to spit out a curse, momentarily tilted his head.

I thought you were telling me to apologize to myself. But apologize to the fallen bug.

What does this mean?

“Is that a famous law to slap an innocent person in the face? Was King Namgung that rude to the Ga people’s etiquette?”

“…what?”

“From unethical language to unprovoked violence! It’s clearly Sozer’s fault! Apologize to Yang Woo right now!”

It was confident.

The sight of Yeon Ji-pyeong straightening her back and shouting, although a little awkward, was reminiscent of a bamboo tree.

Yangwoo looked at Yeonjipyeong with trembling eyes. Lee Jeong-hak’s eyes as he looked at Yeon Ji-pyeong also became strange.

Namgung Sanghwa muttered as if it was absurd.

“What are you talking about, you idiot?”

To her, Yangwoo was no different from a common lowlife in Gangho.

I would rather have a dog that wags its tail. But instead of wagging its tail, this guy was barking presumptuously.

Just not breaking the leg club was enough to show generosity.

“If you don’t apologize, you will be embarrassed. Let me say this one last time. Please apologize.”

“discredit?”

Namgung Sanghwa burst into laughter.

The high, sharp laughter sounded laughable. Of course, smiling didn’t relieve her anger.

“Is it because people praise you as the Seven Great Emperors that your liver protrudes out of your stomach?”

“Even the child of a military officer who is falling apart would have acted like me if he had been sure of learning. “Because I was taught that it was right.”

Yeon Ji-pyeong’s eyes did not waver.

“It looks like you didn’t learn properly.”

Namgung Sanghwa’s laughter stopped.

Wooooow!

“You don’t even know the topic!”

There was a flicker of life in the corner of her eyes.

The atmosphere on the Jurusa floor became even colder than before.

There’s a heated argument going on. It can be overcome somehow, but it’s a different story if it boils down to life.

Yeon Ji-pyeong’s face also hardened.

“You seem like an ugly person.”

“You can’t shut up!”

Trying to talk any more will only lead to more frustration.

Namgung Sang-hwa, who was breathing heavily, shouted to Lee Jeong-hak.

“Make that guy kneel before me right now!”

“Do you mean me?”

Lee Jeong-hak’s eyes widened.

Namgung Sanghwa’s cheeks twitched.

“Are you going to make it impossible for your family to even set foot in Anhui?”

Lee Jeong-hak was truly embarrassed.

He didn’t want to accept the anger, so he transferred it to Yeonga. But I never imagined that things would turn out this way.

“What are you doing? “Don’t move right now!”

“So Sojeo! Anyway, fighting Yeonga’s self-control is problematic…!”

Sigh!

Grumbling.

Blood flowed from the corner of Lee Jeong-hak’s mouth. It was a much harsher slap than when he hit Yangwoo.

“If you get on my nerves one more time, you and your family will all go to hell.”

“….”

“Kneel.”

Yangwoo’s face was colored with shock.

Although it was a bit low-key, I didn’t expect Lee Jeong-hak to be treated like this by Namgung Sang-hwa. Although the Anhui family may not be as good as the Namgung family, isn’t it a prestigious family in Anhui in its own way?

Even if I get slapped by the world, I can’t say anything.

Lee Jeong-hak turned around.

Lee Jeong-hak’s eyes as he looked at Yeon Ji-pyeong were distorted with shame and anger.

Jump and jump.

Lee Jeong-hak slowly walks towards Yeonjipyeong.

Yeon Ji-pyeong sighed.

He had a lot to say, but he also kept his mouth shut.

Namgung Sanghwa shouted once again.

“Stop messing around and quickly bring him to me!”

It was then.

“The taste of alcohol is poor.”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

Namgung Sanghwa growled.

“Oh no, you too…!”

Whoa whoa!

At that moment, everyone’s eyes widened.

“Koheook!”

Lee Jeong-hak staggered back.

Without any defense, I was hit in the stomach with a fist. My stomach turned and my legs felt weak.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s left hand went towards Lee Jeong-hak’s head.

Crack!

“Ugh!”

Got caught by the hair.

It was something only gangsters who fight in the back alleys would do. At least it wasn’t an appearance that a warrior who had mastered the martial arts of the White Sword would show.

Lee Jeong-hak, embarrassed, grabbed Yeon Ho-jeong’s wrist.

“Can’t you let go of this?!”

At that time, Yeon Ho-jeong turned his wrist.

Lee Jeong-hak’s body flew through the air once and fell to the floor from his back.

Buuuuung! bang!

“Oops!”

Yeon Ho-jeong coolly lifted his foot.

Lee Jeong-hak’s face, which was contorted in pain, showed a look of disbelief.

Kwasik!

“Kaaaaaaak!”

Lee Jeong-hak screamed and rolled on the floor. My nose was broken and my front teeth were knocked out.

Yeon Ho-jeong said, wiping away the blood splattered on his pants.

“You shouldn’t try to pass on the burden of responsibility to you.”

“Cough! “Wow!”

“I will punish all your sins with this.”

Shock appeared on everyone’s faces.

It was the same with Yeonjipyeong. Even though he was watching from behind, he couldn’t figure out what tactic Yeon Ho-jeong used.

It was the first time that I could not understand the principles of martial arts that I had just seen. So I was embarrassed and surprised by my brother’s harsh attack.

“Brother tongue!”

“Pyeong-ah.”

“yes?”

“If something like this happens in the future, don’t waste time with unnecessary conversations unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

“…?”

“Do you think people who can communicate well would say things like that in front of people? “These guys are already wrong.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.

“If you really want to correct or discipline someone, it’s not too late to do it after you’ve knocked them down.”

Those were extremely harsh words.

Yeon Ho-jeong walked towards Namgung Sang-hwa. He made eye contact with Yangwoo in the middle, but his indifferent eyes proved that he had no interest in Yangwoo.

Namgung Sanghwa’s face distorted.

“What have you done now?”

Yeon Ho-jeong still said nothing. They were heading towards Namgung Sanghwa at the same speed and same stride, as if they had just had a drink.

It was complete disregard. Namgung Sanghwa’s eyes rolled over.

“Damn you! “How dare you ignore me?!”

Chi-ik!

An unusual energy spread from Namgung Sanghwa’s body.

It was a qualitatively different energy from the power that Lee Jeong-hak possessed. Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.

‘It’s Changgunggi (蒼穹氣).’

It was the energy of Changgungsimbeop, one of the Naegongsimbeops that the Namgung family is proud of. The level of the technique itself was high, and it was a first-class technique that could cover all martial arts of the Namgung family.

‘He definitely has talent.’

Are you eighteen now?

It was a wonderful spirit that was difficult to show off at that age. It was worthy of being called first-class.

But Namgung Sanghwa had a serious problem.

“Kneel down now! In that case, even if it’s because of your sincerity, you can avoid being an asshole…”

Hook!

“omg!”

Namgung Sanghwa was surprised.

Yeonhojeong, who had been walking at a constant speed, suddenly increased his speed. To someone who is not prepared in advance, this move is bound to be a surprise.

Namgung Sanghwa’s right hand swung instinctively.

Paralarak!

The gesture of the hand tearing the air was very harsh. Although he has an arrogant personality, he has learned martial arts properly.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hands moved together.

A beam of triumph appeared on Namgung Sanghwa’s face.

‘You idiot!’

I thought it was foolish to dare to face Cheonpungjang (天風掌). This is because now she can split a log with a single strike.

Are you trying to take down such a thunderstorm with your bare hands? You will be shattered from your hands to your shoulders.

Namgung Sanghwa loaded the speargun in his hand even more powerfully.

It was then.

Whirly!

‘uh?!’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand curved flexibly like a snake and climbed up Namgung Sang-hwa’s wrist.

It was as if he had no joints. The speed was slower than Cheonpungjang, but it was so timely that I couldn’t pull my arm away.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s fingers pressed hard on Namgung Sang-hwa’s elbow ridge.

Quack!

“Aaaah!”

Namgung Sanghwa, who screamed, took a step back.

The speargun that extended to my hand was suddenly cut off. I had no feeling in my entire right arm, which was outstretched.

“What kind of hex is this…!”

Sigh!

“…huh?”

Namgung Sanghwa looked down at his legs blankly.

The left leg was bent sharply inward. Due to the structure of the human joints, it was in a position that could not be bent at all.

Only then did she realize that her leg was broken.

“Kwaaaaaak!”

Shake!

Namgung Sanghwa was unable to keep his balance and collapsed.

This wasn’t carelessness or anything. Even though he was able to dodge it well, Namgung Sanghwa was unable to avoid Yeonhojeong’s attack.

This was because I thought that if I backed off, the other person would also wait. The dance routine she had learned so far was exactly like that.

However, Yeonhojeong’s fight was not so smooth.

Once they fight, they fight until one side admits defeat or dies. That was the fight of the black sword.

“Wow! You son of a bitch! Break my leg?! Now you and your family are dead!”

Bye!

“Aaaah!”

Namgung Sanghwa screamed again. Her left arm was also broken.

Namgung Sanghwa, who was about to swear once again, felt his body suddenly stiffen.

Cool eyes that showed no emotion were looking down at me. The look in his eyes was not mixed with any of the emotions that a human being should have.

It’s like seeing things. Yeon Ho-jeong’s gaze and heart when looking at Namgung Sang-hwa were like that.

“What are you going to do?”

“Ugh! “What?”

“How are you going to kill me and my family?”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

Namgung Sanghwa and Yangwoo felt goosebumps when they saw that smile.

“What a fun kid. Are you saying you want to come visit me even if I have to become a ghost?”

Those words were scarier than a smile.

Become a ghost? Those words were no different from saying that he would kill Namgung Sanghwa.

Only then did Namgung Sanghwa realize. That he had touched someone who was too difficult for him to handle.

she stammered.

“If they find out that I made me like this, my family won’t forgive you!”

“okay?”

“Yes! So, me right now…!”

bang!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who broke the chair with his kick, lifted one of the broken chair legs.

“Then I guess I’ll have to kill you and bury you even more. “That way, Namgoong won’t know, right?”

Namgung Sanghwa’s complexion turned pale.

“You…!”

Whoa!

There was no screaming this time. Namgung Sanghwa fell sideways after being hit on the head.

Even if I fainted, it wasn’t enough, but miraculously, my mind became clearer. So the pain was more severe.

Fear appeared on Namgung Sanghwa’s face.

He realized that this crazy guy could really kill him.

Tsutsutsutsu.

Behind that fear-inducing face, the murderous intent of the Great Master, who created the legend of darkness, was creeping out.

If you smile first, they will smile again.

However, if you touch it first, it will be destroyed so that you can never touch it again.

It doesn’t matter whether you pushed them away with a hand or stabbed them with a knife. Once they’ve done damage, they rush in and bite you to pieces.

That was the reason why all the Safa people bowed their heads to the Black Emperor, the Lord of the Black Emperor, and the Great Master of the Black Path.

“Now tell me what I want to hear, not what you want to say.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled and raised his club.

And he swung without mercy.

Bub bub bub!