Rumble-!
A deep vibration shook the earth beneath the blackened sky.
The force was so intense that it shook the entire mountain.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Craaaack-!
A powerful wave of Qi surged forth like a tsunami, consuming everything in its path.
Trees toppled over, and rocks embedded in the ground broke free under the force of the Qi wave.
Swoosh-!
Wind mixed with Qi continued to storm outwards.
It’s sheer power was unbelievable, it seemed impossible that he did this in a single blow.
“What the...?”
gasped aloud, stunned by the scene that had just unfolded before her.
What had she just witnessed?
And who was this figure standing before her?
He was wearing a black outfit. It was similar to the one that her older brother wore, and he also had black hair, but he felt completely different.
The atmosphere around him was much denser.
This person...
She wondered who he was.
But after watching his back for a moment, she realized his identity.
“...Master Bi?”
She spoke in shock.
It was none other than the Dragon Warrior Bi Eejin, one of the renowned Six Dragons and Three Phoenixes.
He was from the Bi Clan, known as the home of one of the Heavenly Venerables, the Dishonored Venerable.
He earned himself the Dragon title only after participating in the tournament of Dragons and Phoenixes a few years back.
However, he was still a man full of mysteries as he never showed himself afterwards.
There was a rumor of him attending the Academy this year, but his presence left many questioning if he was really there at all.
What’s going on...?
Peng Ah-hee couldn’t help but feel bewildered by the scene before her.
The Sword Dancer, still fought while struggling on the ground, was at least a Peak Realm martial artist.
Yet even the Sword Dancer was powerless against his opponent, while the young man had sent him flying with a single strike.
Was the Dragon Warrior really that strong?
Could it be that he had reached the Fusion Re-
“Focus on stopping her bleeding instead of just watching.”
“...!”
Through the dust of dirt and traces of Qi, the Dragon Warrior spoke to Peng Ah-hee.
To be more accurate, he was speaking to Tang Soyeol.
“If you’re looking to die, go ahead, but if not, you’d better tend to your wounds quickly.”
Blood poured dangerously from Tang Soyeol’s thigh and shoulder.
Peng Ah-hee immediately tried using her Qi to stop her from bleeding, but it wasn’t easy.
Watching her struggle, the Dragon Warrior clicked his.
Tsk.
“...Kids these days don’t get to fight until they are seriously wounded, so I guess they also lack experience in treating others.”
“Huh? What did you just...”
“It’s nothing.”
The Dragon Warrior shook his head and looked in another direction.
Ugh...
A pained groan came from that direction.
It was Cheol Jiseon, the one who had been sent flying earlier.
“Cough...”
He repeatedly coughed out loudly.
Fortunately, he didn’t appear too injured; there was no sign of blood.
Noticing him, the Dragon Warrior called out to Cheol Jiseon.
“Good work.”
He stalled just enough time.
Cheol Jiseon had charged the Palace Lord like a madman because the Dragon Warrior had instructed him telepathically.
Though of course, it was ultimately Cheol Jiseon’s decision to charge in.
What kind of trust did he have to act so recklessly?
Even the Dragon Warrior couldn’t understand it.
He wanted to ask him about it, but now wasn’t the time.
“If you can move, then get these ladies out of here.”
“W-What...?”
Cheol Jiseon, barely able to stand, looked up in confusion.
The Dragon Warrior wanted him to take the Sword Dancer, Peng Ah-hee, and Tang Soyeol out of here.
“W-Where should I go?”
“That, I’m not sure myself. But anywhere should be safer than here.”
Crack.
The Dragon Warrior’s joints cracked with each movement.
His strike from earlier clearly wasn’t an illusion; traces of his dense Qi lingered heavily in the air.
“T-Then what will you do?”
Cheol Jiseon asked, hoping the Dragon Warrior would join him for his own safety.
The Dragon Warrior smirked at his request.
“I have to stop that thing, so how could I leave?”
“Huh? That thing...?”
The Dragon Warrior’s gaze was fixed in the direction the Palace Lord had been thrown.
Cheol Jiseon frowned slightly in response.
The Palace Lord seemed to have taken the hit hard, so didn’t that mean he was practically dead?
The blow had been strong enough to shake the entire mountain, and the lingering Qi in the air made it difficult for Cheol Jiseon to breathe.
Noticing Cheol Jiseon’s reaction, the Dragon Warrior answered him.
“I had hoped it would end with one strike, but he won’t die from something as simple as that.”
“But...”
Cheol Jiseon thought it would be better for them all to escape now that they’d bought some time.
But the Dragon Warrior clearly didn’t share his idea.
“I cannot run away when there is an opponent in front of me.”
“M-Master Bi?”
“Especially one who dares to display Combat Qi against me.”
His smile on his face made him look scary in a way.
How could he smile in such a situation?
“Master Bi... Your opponent is an extreme master.”
“And?”
What did he mean, ‘And’?
Their opponent could well be a martial artist at the Fusion Realm, a level Cheol Jiseon couldn’t even dream of reaching.
He didn’t know the extent of their opponent’s power, but the title “Lord of the Black Palace” was warning enough.
The Lord of the Black Palace, who had been defeated by the Murim Alliance years ago.
He was also one of the Four Emperors and Five Kings, among the most powerful of the Unorthodox Faction.
His whereabouts became unknown after the Murim Alliance destroyed the Black Palace, but he was ambushing the Academy for some reason.
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