The Lone SF Transmigrator in the Otherworld Forum - Chapter 50

**Chapter 4: The Way of the Overlord (4)**

Namgung Jin had never met a master superior to her in his entire life. Ah, of course, there might be even greater monsters in the [Dimensional Integration Community].

However, the field he wanted to talk about was a bit ambiguous to be considered force(martial force). Should it be called martial arts(martial arts)? In the theoretical field, he felt an enormous wall that no one could surpass.

If he dared to evaluate, the one who could be called the greatest martial artist of all time was her.

Whenever he discussed martial arts with her, Namgung Jin felt like he was looking at the sky above the sky.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): This time, the martial art we will discuss is the Flashing Thirteen Sword-Thunder ( Seomjeon Thirteen Swordsmen)!

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes, yes. First, I will tell you the incantation.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes. And the development of the first ceremony( Mode) is… and the internal energy is 30 years of accumulated energy…

Anyway, they were not people who would meet, and they lived in completely different worlds. It was unlikely that the fact that he had slightly revealed the secrets of his family’s martial arts would have any effect. In the first place, it was not as if there was only one Namgung family in the community.

What surprised him more was her knowledge.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes? No. This part is originally supposed to be like this?

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes? Huh…? Oops!

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Um…, it seems to be different from the original intention of the ancestor who created this Tips(secret manual)?

She sometimes said completely unbelievable things.

However.

-Jin. I didn’t know your talent for the Five Elements was so outstanding.

-Hehe. It is the great fortune of the Namgung family.

-It is a talent that cannot be expressed as mere genius.

-If only my aptitude had been better… I wouldn’t have been far from being the best in the world.

-Jin, Little Hero, would you happen to be able to look at our family’s martial arts as well?

Namgung Jin realized that ordinary people could never understand geniuses. The absurd things she said sounded like stories from a completely different world to him, or like nonsense.

Did this… make sense? Just by listening and talking, she was able to point out the mistakes in the Tips(secret manual) and even supplement it to create a peerless martial art.

Ah…. A genius that ordinary people could never understand. A talent with the ability of the heavens.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Big Sis!! No, Teacher!!! I respect you!!

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): You must be busy, but please teach me a move!!

He received a lot of help from her with her unique humor. Sometimes, a single word she threw out casually would lead to a sudden realization. However, his aptitude was lacking, so he was still only at the first-rate level.

Namgung Jin answered her questions about the pugilistic world honestly.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes? The general sentiment of the people?

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): If you are a noble… Ah, the caste system is…

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Well…. In fact, even if you are a martial artist, aren’t you just a ruffian with a sword? Of course, I also carry a sword, but in the eyes of ordinary people, we are all the same. However, sects and clans are also responsible for law and order(public security). Besides…

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Yes? Effective insults for provocation? Um…

Namgung Jin answered everything he knew and didn’t know with all his heart.

-(Gung Jin is not Jin): Ah…. Thank you. Haha. I have also received a lot from you, Teacher. Besides, you have been a great comfort to me lately.

He didn’t know the details of her situation. However, he was greatly comforted by her story that she had recently lost a blood relative. He, too, had experienced the destruction of his family.

“By the way, how did you move to a different world? I can’t even imagine it.”

Well, was there any need to be curious? He wouldn’t be able to understand it anyway.

Sometimes, as I conversed with her, I would feel a sense of distance, inferiority, emptiness, and impatience. However, those feelings are gone now. I acknowledge what I need to acknowledge and learn what I need to learn. Naturally, I began to call her “teacher.”

“Haha. Are you saying that the teacher will appear in the martial arts community?”

Just imagining it was enjoyable.

Well, from the perspective of the martial arts community, it might be a disaster.

Anyway, as I was finishing the conversation, I heard a voice outside calling for me again.

Oh, I guess I got too absorbed.

Namgung Jin politely ended the conversation and went outside.

It was the leader of the Murim Alliance and the elder of the shaman faction.

Namgung Jin cleared his throat and greeted them with a heavy heart.

***

Roar!

Numerous warriors were lined up in front of the main gate of the Murim Alliance. Regardless of whether they were from the Blue Dragon Unit, the Red Bird Unit, the Black Tortoise Unit, or the White Tiger Unit, most of the warriors of the Murim Alliance, including the elders and veterans, were lined up on either side of the main gate, waiting.

The heat and confidence exuded by the hundreds of warriors seemed to pierce the heavens.

“The power of the alliance reaches the heavens.”

“Hehe. To think that he would dare to come here alone. Even if he is a great demon, won’t he regret it once he faces the power of our alliance directly?”

“We have to give him credit for his guts.”

“Maybe he’s coming here to give up everything. Hehe.”

“Oh, look who’s coming.”

“…Armor?”

The eyes of everyone in the lineup turned to the outside of the main gate.

Creak-

Someone wearing full body armor soaked in blood was approaching. Drops of blood dripped down from under the crimson armor, sticking to the floor and giving off a strong smell of blood.

What the heck?

Putting aside the strange shape of the armor, what about the attitude? The atmosphere? Everything about him felt out of place.

Why is that?

“…!”

“Hehe…”

“Alliance Leader. Are you sure about that person?”

“…”

“He’s a very barbaric person.”

“Judging from the shape of the armor, it looks like a woman.”

“The figure that I can vaguely see…”

“How dare he? Where does he think this is?”

Come to think of it, this is the main gate of the Murim Alliance headquarters. It is also guarded by numerous warriors.

Is it reasonable to walk in here as if nothing happened, even while receiving such harsh gazes from everyone?

Thud- thud-

Regardless, the person arrived at the main gate and calmly looked around.

“Is this the Murim Alliance?”

What the heck? I can’t sense any significant internal energy. Is that person really the new leader of the Demonic Cult?

However, before the leader of the Murim Alliance could sort out his thoughts, someone stepped out of the crowd.

“How dare you show your dirty face here?”

The alliance leader was taken aback by the shaman faction elder’s sudden outburst.

‘No, we haven’t even confirmed if that person is the leader of the Demonic Cult yet…’

I understand. To him, who lost all of his sworn brothers, teacher, and disciples when the shaman faction was destroyed, the Heavenly Demon Cult is like an archenemy.

Still, shouldn’t he consider the timing and place?

“Your welcoming speech is terrible.”

A flat voice came from the red armor.

Buzz-

The atmosphere among the warriors froze instantly at the artificial voice that made it impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

But why do I feel like that person is smiling?

The alliance leader tried to stop the shaman faction elder with telepathy. However, before he could do so, the elder drew his sword.

“Welcoming? Did you say welcoming? If you’re not here to humiliate our Murim Alliance, how could you say something like that!”

The leader of the Murim Alliance realized that the elder of the shaman faction had lost his mind and was acting recklessly.

He was putting the alliance’s reputation on the line and subtly implying that his actions represented the Murim Alliance.

That sly old fox!

First, I need to stop the elder and then…

“You talk a lot. If you’ve drawn your sword, then charge! Are you going to fight with your tongue?”

“…!”

The Demonic Cult’s leader’s relentless provocation left the elder speechless.

Perhaps the elder himself didn’t really intend to fight. Maybe he wanted to declare to the martial world that even though they had been destroyed, they could rise again at any time. It would be good to mediate between the two of them here and save face…

“Your master must be lamenting in the afterlife. He had such a dirty, cowardly, and hypocritical disciple.”

“!!”

Are you discussing the Gi-sa-myeol-jo? How could you make such a low-level provocation?

However, the same provocation can be different depending on who says it and who hears it.

For the survivor of the shaman faction that had been destroyed by the Demonic Cult, it must have been the worst provocation.

In the end, the elder’s eyes turned upside down and he raised his Yuk-yang-shin-gong (Six Yang Divine Technique) to its peak and stabbed with the Tae-cheong-geom-beop (Supreme Purity Swordsmanship).

‘So, it came to this after all… No, maybe it’s not bad.’

Even though his eyes were turned upside down, judging from his unwavering trajectory and concentration, it seemed that he hadn’t drawn his sword in vain. The close-range surprise attack from a master at the peak of his game was that fierce.

However.

Creak-

“!!”

“Mu-jin, help!!”

“Amitabha.”

“Elder!”

“Kuaaaak!”

A stream of blood spurted from Elder Mu-jin’s severed right arm, and sparks flew from the eyes of the warriors in the hall.

“You wicked Demonic Cult bastard!”

“How dare you attack the Murim Alliance?!”

“Attack!”

“Annihilation Squad, step forward!”

In an instant, the warriors who had completed their battle formation began to surround the red armor with a fierce momentum.

Oh no…! This doesn’t look good at all. The opponent who came as a messenger and the one-on-one duel to the death could become a problem of legitimacy, but intimidation? Furthermore, the one who came was the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult.

No matter how much they are the Demonic Cult….

However, the Murim Alliance Lord didn’t have the time to care about such things.

“….”

He didn’t have time to think about what he had witnessed.

Just now… what did I see? Clearly….

The ascending trajectory of the Tae-cheong-geom-beop that Elder Mu-jin had unleashed seemed to have been completely unfurled in the opponent’s hand. The reason he couldn’t be completely sure was because it had happened in such a brief moment.

‘No…. It wasn’t exactly the same. Rather…!’

Was it a Tae-cheong-geom-beop that had eliminated Elder Mu-jin’s unique habits and mannerisms and evolved it one step further?

His mind went blank at the absurd hypothesis. Perhaps the masters of the Murim Alliance’s Hwa-gyeong or higher would have a vague sense of it.

The Murim Alliance Lord shook his head and barely regained his senses. When he witnessed something incomprehensible, it was similar to his brain freezing.

‘This isn’t the time for this.’

In the fierce atmosphere where a bloodbath seemed imminent, he quickly sent a sound transmission somewhere.

-Invisible Divine Sword. It’s your turn. Please deal with that guy as we promised. No, you just have to stop him. I’ll take responsibility for helping the Namgung Sega rebuild!

So what? You said you overthrew the Heavenly Demon Cult with force and seized the position of leader?

However, this side has a trump card of that level too.

If you have a new leader, the Murim Alliance has the Invisible Divine Sword.

A sacred being of the Murim Alliance that is in no way inferior to him!

Now! Show us the dignity of the Murim Alliance!

Not long after he sent the sound transmission, a western light poured into the hall and the clouds parted. Was that all? A mystical fog began to descend from the sky. It seemed as if heavenly music could be heard from somewhere.

The mouths of the Murim Alliance warriors fell open. The Murim Alliance Lord was no different.

Someone wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked down from the heavens, waving their sleeves and stepping on the clouds.

It was as if a heavenly god had descended.

All eyes were focused on him.

Meanwhile, Namgung Jin looked down and broke out in a cold sweat.

‘You, your introduction is too over the top? Did you think there would be this many eyes watching you!’

The effect of the item he got from the draw exceeded his imagination.