Chapter 130

Who Won, the Azure Dragon Squad or the Vermilion Bird Squad?

-Bi Ryu-yeon, who is very, very angry!

Shouldn't glory naturally go to the victor?
But in the appearance of the members of the Vermilion Bird Squad,
who were burying their heads in the ground,
the word 'glory' could not be found anywhere.

The men of the Vermilion Bird Squad, except for a few who were seriously injured, including Dang Sam, had their heads buried in the ground, and the female members were each holding a chair high above their heads. They looked like children who had been scolded for dozing off during study time in a library.

Every time Bi Ryu-yeon's angry gaze landed on their bodies in turn, the poor members of the Vermilion Bird Squad could not help but flinch.

"Hey! You were defeated by just that many punks? Do you want to die?"

It was the Vermilion Bird Squad, whose whole bodies were not in good shape due to the fierce battle a moment ago.

But they had won. Although they had struggled at first, they had seized victory in the end. But now, Bi Ryu-yeon was jumping up and down in front of the members of the Vermilion Bird Squad, as if he were dissatisfied with something.

Yeomdo was just standing behind Bi Ryu-yeon like a decorative folding screen with a stiff expression. But seeing his cheeks twitching constantly, it seemed that he was having a hard time holding back his laughter.

When he had heard from the Ice Sword, Gwan Cheol-su, whose cold face had been broken, that he had lost, Yeomdo had never had a day as happy and satisfying as today. He felt like he wanted to grab anyone on the street and dance with them. But it seemed that Bi Ryu-yeon's heart was not so.

Of course, since Bi Ryu-yeon had won, he was not very upset. Not only was his money safe, but it had come back to him dozens of times over. Of course, this was a very happy and satisfying thing. The problem was elsewhere.

The problem was that although they had won, they had barely won. Bi Ryu-yeon had wanted them to win with a more distinct difference in skill.

Others might think it was too much of a demand, but Bi Ryu-yeon's thoughts were different. He did not like that they had struggled even for a moment.

The members of the Vermilion Bird Squad were just hoping that he would let them get up, but the words 'get up' did not seem to be coming out of Bi Ryu-yeon's mouth.

Although the men had their heads buried in the ground, and the women were holding a chair each above their heads, with cold sweat dripping down, there was no change in the fact that the most skilled among the four divine squads of the Cheonmu Academy was now this Vermilion Bird Squad.

The group duel between the Azure Dragon Squad and the Vermilion Bird Squad, which had been held in early winter, had produced an unexpected result and had returned as a complete victory for the Vermilion Bird Squad, breaking everyone's expectations.

In fact, this result was as good as already scheduled. The duel might have been just a formal confirmation process.

The two sides were different in their attitude towards the fight from the beginning. The Vermilion Bird Squad was as good as having set up a last stand behind them. A cornered rat, a swordsman with a ten-thousand-zhang cliff behind him, facing a pursuing soldier! That was the naked psychological state of the Vermilion Bird Squad.

If they had lost, there were as many as two people waiting to steam and eat the 16 of them.

Some might ask what was so special about two people, but if those two were the teacher in charge, Yeomdo, and the great senior brother, Bi Ryu-yeon, the story would be different.

It was natural that they would rush in with their lives on the line. On the other hand, the Azure Dragon Squad, who had been arrogant anyway, had become conceited after receiving the guidance of the Ice Sword, Gwan Cheol-su. Their thought was that since perfection had become super-perfection, where would there be an opponent? So the winner and loser were as good as decided from the beginning. The Vermilion Bird Squad had rushed in without caring for their bodies, and the Azure Dragon Squad had been busy protecting their own bodies. Although it was not a life-and-death battle, for the Vermilion Bird Squad, it was a matter of life and death. Therefore, although the Vermilion Bird Squad had more injuries, the victory had returned to the Vermilion Bird Squad.

Perhaps a new wind was blowing.

A year passed, and a new year dawned. Bi Ryu-yeon, who had spent a colorful and splendid year with many words, many troubles, many things, many incidents, and many gossips, and who had grandly caused trouble to many people around him, was also safely promoted and became a second-year student.

Of course, although it was an unbelievable fact that was not at all convincing to the people around him, surprisingly, Bi Ryu-yeon had not failed. Setting aside his qualifications and capabilities as a senior, Bi Ryu-yeon had now become a respectable senior.

Of course, this year too, fresh and lively juniors had come in without fail. But Bi Ryu-yeon had no time to pay attention to such things.

Because he had just heard a story that made him doubt his own ears.

"Where?"

Bi Ryu-yeon asked back with a strange expression. Although he was pretending to be calm, his heart was by no means calm now.

As he looked at him with eyes like a sharp axe, Namgung Sang could not help but flinch. The will to make him into sashimi while he was alive was rising up. At times like this, he had to be careful.

"Where did you say?"

Bi Ryu-yeon asked again, as if to confirm.

"...M...Mount Emei!"

"Do you want to die? Do you want to die? Shall I sign your death certificate for you?"

"Kek, kek! G...Great Senior Brother!... S...save me! Kek, kek!"

Bi Ryu-yeon's form moved like a flash of lightning, and in an instant, he had grabbed Namgung Sang by the collar and was trying to choke him with his clothes.

Namgung Sang could not even breathe properly because of the collar that was tightening his windpipe.

"Where did you say? That's a lie, right? It's a joke, right? I'm willing to forgive you if you say no this time. It's a lie, right? Right?"

Namgung Sang wanted to say no, but how could that be as he wished? Reality was colder than a ten-thousand-year-old ice and had the disadvantage that it could not be custom-ordered as one wished.

"Kek... I... I'm sorry. It's true."

"Is it really true?"

Bi Ryu-yeon, who had barely let go of his collar, asked again. This time, his whole body was full of a killing intent that intended not to leave him alone if the answer was the same. Namgung Sang bowed his head deeply with a face as if he were about to die. That's why he had not wanted to take on this role. But to say that he was the leader and to pass on such a rugged and unparalleled task so casually... The friendship that had been built up so far was gone, and instead, only a hatred that was enough to make him grind his teeth filled that place. The face of Jin Ryeong, who had looked at him with a pitiful face as he was leaving, was not erased from his mind.

'Miss Jin, even if I can't return alive from here, please remember just one thing, that I loved you!'

Namgung Sang closed his eyes tightly and answered.

"It's true. The location of the great senior brother's training camp this time has been decided as Mount Emei."

"..."

And a long silence that continued like an eternity. It was Namgung Sang, who was inwardly afraid of when a fist would fly and send him to the other world. But it was too quiet. Had he received too big a shock?

"Gung-sang."

"Ye...yes! Great Senior Brother!"

Namgung Sang, who was startled, quickly answered. It was a sight that clearly showed how nervous he was now.

"If it were you, would you want to go there?"

Bi Ryu-yeon asked in a quiet tone. The appearance of being angry like a fire until just a moment ago was nowhere to be found.

Namgung Sang shook his head vigorously. Unless he was crazy, he did not want to go to such a terrible place ever again.

"N...no. How could that be! I absolutely, absolutely do not want to go there ever again."

"Oh... is that so? You mean you don't want to go...!"

"Yes!"

Namgung Sang answered with force. Judging from his firm attitude, there was no need to check whether he was sincere or not.

Bi Ryu-yeon did not stop here and continued to ask.

"You'd rather die than meet such a wicked master again, right?"

"Yes!"

"You think it's better to die here than to meet the master again, right?"

"Yes! That's right."

"You don't want to remember such a nightmare ever again, right?"

"Yes! You too, Senior Brother. The hardships we went through at that time, and the various abuses we received, it was a terrible nightmare that was so creepy and made my knees weak just by thinking about it."

The complaints that had been secretly piling up in Namgung Sang's chest poured out like a flood. Namgung Sang, who could not properly control his overwhelming emotions, did not notice that the smile of Bi Ryu-yeon, who was standing in front of him, was getting deeper and colder. As a bonus, a friendly-looking vein also appeared on his forehead, but that too was hidden by his long bangs, so he did not notice it.

He did not realize that he was now digging his own grave with a shovel in front of someone. Critically, Namgung Sang's biggest mistake was that he did not know that the master Bi Ryu-yeon was referring to and the master he knew were completely different people.

"Huhuhu! Is that so? You mean that's what you think!"

How dare you harbor such a thought! Bi Ryu-yeon's words trailed off slightly. Although it was very annoying, now was not the time to argue about that.

"You must not want to go very much either... To be honest, I don't want to go either."

Bi Ryu-yeon said in a voice with a strange nuance.

Namgung Sang had spoken carelessly without knowing who the person in front of him was.

It was Bi Ryu-yeon, who would never forget such a trivial thing or would engrave it in his heart. But now, that was not the problem.

Although it was different from Namgung Sang, in a way, it was also a similar reason why Bi Ryu-yeon did not want to go to Mount Emei, even if he died. No, for him, the place he should never go, even if he died, was Mount Emei.

If he went there by chance and was caught!

It was Bi Ryu-yeon, who was terrified just by thinking about it.

'As long as I can't defeat that monster old geezer master, I can't approach within a 500-li radius of Mount Emei. Until I get the power of the Thunder God, the final secret meaning...'

Then there was only one way.

He had no choice but to change the location by any means necessary. Then there was only one person who could do such a thing.

'Yes! If it's Yeomdo!'

Bi Ryu-yeon quickly decided to consult with Yeomdo. He decided to postpone the treatment of the punk Gung-sang, who still lacked respect and awe for his master, for later, and Bi Ryu-yeon hurriedly moved his form.

That night, a strange groan and a scream erupted from Yeomdo's quarters, but it was dismissed as a groundless rumor.

Although it was questionable whether grabbing the opponent by the collar and shaking them until their bone marrow was shaken could be called a consultation, Yeomdo, who had finished his dynamic consultation with Bi Ryu-yeon, had to visit the quarters of the head of the Cheonmu Academy, Ma Jin-ga, with a haggard face and a face as if he had chewed on a persimmon, as soon as the day broke the next day.

Bi Ryu-yeon had no intention of going near Sichuan Province, where Mount Emei was located, let alone Mount Emei. He was not so foolish as to walk into the gates of hell on his own.