Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 340 (Part 2)



340 (Part 2)

At the same time Tuyong moves.

He quickly dives in and extends his fist once more.

In response the Palace Head takes action.

“•••!”

It felt as if his energy was not moving properly.

‘Was the previous attack the problem?’

It seemed there were aftereffects lingering.

Even so.

Just as the Palace Head reached out to pour his energy into Cheol Ji-seon.

Tuyong penetrated the flow and blocked it.

To reach out through the gaps in the energy and disrupt martial arts?

There was no time to be surprised; the Palace Head frowned and moved his legs.

It seemed he intended to move directly but.

Before he could take a step Tuyong’s toes touched first disrupting the Palace Head’s stance.

Bang-!

The movement infused with my energy collided creating a sound of rupture.

Given the situation Tuyong should have suffered some damage as well.

Yet with an indifferent expression he merely blocked the Palace Head’s movements.

‘How…!’

The Palace Head had to continue being astonished by his opponent.

It was true that the movements were fast.

But to say Tuyong’s movements were faster than the Palace Head’s? That was not the case.

Tuyong’s actions were certainly slower than the Palace Head’s speed.

Whether it was due to a difference in realms.

Or some other reason it was clear that Tuyong was slower than the Palace Head.

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Nevertheless.

The Palace Head could not bypass Tuyong.

It was as if Tuyong knew exactly how the Palace Head would move.

He attacked as if to preemptively block the energy before it could be fully exerted.

How could that be?

‘What is this….’

It was absurd.

Thud-!

Before he could reach out his shoulder was struck and pushed back.

An attack that could not penetrate the enhanced qi of self-defense had little impact.

However due to his slightly twisted posture he could not execute the desired movement.

At that moment Cheol Ji-seon moved and lifted the fallen sword dancer.

It seemed he realized he could no longer hesitate.

At the same time Peng Ah-hee supported Dang So-yeol.

Though his blood was not yet fully restored he could not remain still.

Seeing this the black night Palace Head bit his lip.

To be caught by a prodigy and lose sight of his target.

It was unacceptable.

He extended his energy.

The energy that slowly emerged from the tips of the Palace Head’s toes.

Was about to fly towards others but.

Even that was blocked by Tuyong’s touch.

It was not a direct blockade.

As Tuyong moved here and there lightly tapping the energy scattered as if it were withering away.

“•••This is ridiculous…!”

His energy mixed with his authority.

Disappeared with such a simple movement.

The surprise was brief.

Boom-!

“Guh…!”

As the energy scattered the Palace Head hesitated for a moment.

With the shock that struck his solar plexus the Palace Head was pushed back.

As if the previous blow was not enough.

All his movements were blocked.

Even his energy could not move as it wished.

Moreover the pain was not great.

But the attack had reached him.

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He had been wounded in the previous encounter with the sword dancer.

But this felt entirely different.

“You were curious about my name were you? How kind. I am not curious about yours though.”

The smile remained.

What was so enjoyable?

Tuyong wore a broad smile.

What could possibly be so amusing?

For Tuyong there was always the same answer.

How could he not find joy?

For a martial artist battle was akin to play.

Even in this seemingly urgent situation.

Engaging in combat was a delightful affair for Tuyong.

“I haven’t been called by many names but now I have only one.”

What mattered was not the names he was called in the past.

For the current him it was a name he could not bear.

When he was called the Great Master.

He had not bothered to deny it out of annoyance.

It was because he had confidence that he could bear such a name.

Now it was a bit burdensome to bear so he simply kept it to himself.

“I am Bi-ui-jin. My alias… what was it? Ah was it Tuyong?”

He could hardly remember what an alias was. Perhaps it was because he did not place much significance on it.

In any case this name was sufficient for now.

Upon hearing the introduction of Bi-ui-jin the Palace Head spoke.

“•••Tuyong. Surely you are the successor of the Great Master?”

Among the successors of the Three Lords the only one known to this day was the successor of the Sword Lord.

The successor of the Heaven Lord could be said to be either the sword dancer or the Thunder Dragon.

However if one were to consider the meaning it was a different story.

It was a famous tale.

What kind of reputation the martial arts they practiced held.

Just that alone.

‘•••I see.’

The Palace Head had to acknowledge the reality that he was momentarily overwhelmed by the prodigy before him.

If he was indeed the successor of the Great Master it made sense.

Though he had never met him directly.

He was aware of the incident when the Great Master who was not the current Samaoje killed three masters who were called the best of the unorthodox sects single-handedly.

Even so he had not expected that his successor would be such a monster.

Had the martial arts been passed down to the bloodline of his own sect?

‘Then the power just now… was it the martial arts of the Great Master?’

If he had not raised his enhanced qi at that moment.

And had only intended to attack.

He might have died right there.

Moreover perhaps due to that blow.

His qi was not moving properly within his body.

Swish-!

The Palace Head momentarily released his energy once more.

But this time Tuyong seemed to respond as if he already knew.

Though it appeared slightly delayed.

The energy that extended outwards dissipated before it could reach Cheol Ji-seon’s back.

In the end Cheol Ji-seon and Peng Ah-hee disappeared with the two.

Seeing that the Palace Head ground his teeth.

This was not good.

What lay beneath the mountain was likely a martial artist of the Black Dragon.

If he were to miss the opportunity to catch them even with a very slim chance.

It could become a significant problem.

He thought about ignoring Tuyong who stood right before him and chasing after them.

“Looks like you have some leisure. Are you thinking of a different life?”

At the voice that reached him the Palace Head regained his focus.

Feeling that the Palace Head swallowed hard.

Though it seemed he had not yet reached the peak of his realm.

To think that he who had reached the transformation stage had to be this tense.

No matter how much of a successor of the Great Master he was it was a moment that stung his pride.

Of course such pride.

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Was instantly blown away by the fighting spirit he felt from Tuyong.

“Now that the children have left I can do this properly.”

Energy surged forth.

“•••!”

It was truly an absurd fighting spirit.

It seemed to have already surpassed the limits that a peak martial artist could emit.

Moreover what Tuyong had just said.

Implied that he had not been fighting properly until now.

When the Palace Head unconsciously hesitated at those words.

Tuyong took a step forward and spoke.

“This is my first time using this body so I’ll give you some good news.”

As he spoke the moment he took a step Tuyong was suddenly before the Palace Head.

“Yeolhap.”

Tuyong’s body moved.

“It seems that this is your limit so I’ll tell you in advance.”

The Palace Head recalled his earlier mistake and filled his self-defense enhanced qi to the brim.

“If you can withstand Yeolhap you win.”

Tuyong thrust his fist forward.

At a speed much slower than before.

The Palace Head was filled with doubt. Why was he extending it so slowly?

‘What is this is it a feint?’

The movement was so slow that it seemed obvious.

It was entirely different from the level he had shown when facing the Palace Head earlier.

‘…Should I avoid it?’

In that moment the Palace Head contemplated what choice to make.

He judged that blocking it would be impossible based on his previous experience.

It seemed feasible but.

The risk was too high.

Thus he thought it was a feint and should not let his guard down.

First he planned to create some distance.

However.

Swoosh.

“•••!”

In the midst of his contemplation.

Tuyong’s fist had already come close.

It should have been slow enough to see with the naked eye.

How had it already reached him?

The Palace Head frowned.

The enhanced qi gathered towards the place where Tuyong’s fist was about to land.

It was too late so he would block it.

Moreover it was different from before.

He focused solely on defense.

Though he might be pushed back.

It would be easier to respond next time….

Crack-!

“What…?”

His self-defense enhanced qi shattered effortlessly against the fist.

Tuyong’s fist penetrated the Palace Head’s abdomen.

Boom-!

Once again the mountain roared.

This vibration was on a level that could not be compared to before.

Perhaps due to the impact of that vibration.

The darkened sky cracked.

Pitter-patter.

From the cracked part fragments of energy scattered down.

And from the gaps where the fragments fell.

A familiar.

It seemed to be filled with heat.

A red energy was faintly visible.