Chapter 290

Oh Tae looked at the elderly man disguised as a military captain and smiled with his face completely contorted.

“Well, I’m losing tremendous face today.”

The military captain looked down at Oh Tae blankly.

“Face?”

When the old man applied force to his foot, cracking sounds came from Oh Tae’s right hand.

“Ugh, kugh!”

“Worry about your hand rather than face.”

Oh Tae paid no attention to the old man’s words and shouted.

“You bastard! Don’t look at me with pity. Living by the sword, wouldn’t I have prepared for this?”

The old man focused his eyes and glared at Oh Tae, then suddenly flinched. He immediately turned his head.

A tremendous killing intent that pricked the back of his head.

Even those disguised as soldiers felt the killing intent and looked toward the village entrance.

Limp, limp…

Jin Ja-gang was entering with a terrifying expression. With a sprig of mistletoe in his mouth.

Oh Tae sweated profusely from pain and laughed.

“My, it suits you well. Do you like the gift?”

Jin Ja-gang was wearing a deep, dark blue martial outfit the color of deep water. The luxurious fabric was noble and suited Jin Ja-gang with his fair skin extremely well.

It was clothing Oh Tae had prepared for Jin Ja-gang.

Jin Ja-gang widened his eyes and glared at those disguised as soldiers while answering.

“Very… much to my liking.”

Oh Tae giggled.

“I also put something you like in the sleeves.”

“I know.”

Tingle, tingle.

The unorganized killing intent Jin Ja-gang emanated made those disguised as soldiers hesitate and step back.

Two masters mixed among the soldiers frowned. Even though they were raising their internal energy, goosebumps rose on their arms and their bodies shivered.

“What kind of killing intent…”

The people of Gubuk Village were relieved at Jin Ja-gang’s appearance. But those who had attacked Gubuk Village were not.

From the moment they saw Jin Ja-gang enter limping, they were already thinking of someone in their heads.

One person muttered to himself with an uneasy expression.

“Poison Dragon…?”

The old man asked Jin Ja-gang.

“Are you Poison Dragon?”

Jin Ja-gang didn’t answer and said.

“I’m counting to three.”

The old man twisted his thin lips and sneered.

“Get lost while I count to three?”

Jin Ja-gang continued limping forward while raising his internal energy. Internal energy swirled from beneath his feet and dust rose along Jin Ja-gang’s legs following the whirlwind.

“No.”

Jin Ja-gang showed his teeth and answered.

“From now on, everyone still standing dies. One, only those confident they can answer anything to my questions should drop their weapons and sit down. Two, I’ll spare only those people for now.”

Jin Ja-gang stopped walking.

“Three.”

Jin Ja-gang took out a handful of poison needles from his sleeve. Then he bit his little finger.

Crunch.

Simultaneously he raised his hand up then extended it forward.

Ping! Ping!

At the same time, groans burst out among those disguised as soldiers.

“Ugh!”

Those hit by poison needles collapsed.

“Urgh!”

They fell face-first, vomiting and spitting blood.

The poison needles flew accurately only toward the upper chest area. Those who covered their heads and crouched or sat down weren’t hit. When those disguised as soldiers sat down, the people of Gubuk Village rushed over and quickly subdued them.

Jin Ja-gang continued throwing poison needles as he walked.

Ping! Ping!

Poison needles left Jin Ja-gang’s hands without pause.

Continuous Flash Severance!

To those who weren’t masters, it would have just looked like dots appearing briefly.

“Ahhhhh!”

Those disguised as soldiers continued to be hit. Of the thirty people, over half had already fallen to Jin Ja-gang’s poison needles. About seven had surrendered themselves and were captured by the Gubuk Village people.

The two masters among them stepped forward.

The old man pointed at Jin Ja-gang with his finger while still stepping on Oh Tae’s hand. The two masters immediately leaped out to attack Jin Ja-gang. Jin Ja-gang brought both hands together then spread them simultaneously.

Twenty poison needles flew chaotically.

Flying Needle Twelve Points was a projectile technique that couldn’t receive great treatment in the martial world, but when twenty needles spread out simultaneously while carrying deadly poison, the intimidation was different.

The arc curves drawn by the poison needles were all different. While one or two might be manageable, when multiple needles all curved and flew at different angles, blocking them wasn’t easy.

The two masters swung their swords and barely managed to knock away a few poison needles. Between the poison needles drawing arcs and spinning, one fast poison needle shot through like an arrow and lodged in one person’s neck.

Thud.

The poison needle penetrated through the neck and protruded from the other side. A bluish bruise formed around the hole. He immediately pulled out the protruding poison needle and applied pressure to acupoints around his neck to prevent the poison from spreading.

But the poison needles that followed lodged in his shoulder and chest.

The master with poison needles embedded vomited blood and fell to his knees. However, he wasn’t dead yet.

Jin Ja-gang threw Flying Needle Twelve Points with his left side while continuously shooting fast Flash Severance with his right.

The poison needles thrown with left-side internal energy were slow but had severe variations and contained the heavy internal energy of turbid energy.

Clang! Clang!

The other master gritted his teeth as he felt impact in his grip each time he struck away poison needles with his sword. Moreover, the needles containing pure energy from the right side were even faster with added sharpness.

Having to dodge the Flash Severance poison needles flying moment by moment while striking away the heavy Flying Needle Twelve Points poison needles wasn’t easy.

“Ugh!”

He couldn’t even dodge his body. Jin Ja-gang continuously threw poison needles.

Twenty, forty…

The later thrown poison needles were faster, adding to the previously thrown ones.

The master became despondent seeing the numbers flying toward him while blocking. Being frantically busy blocking, the number accumulated behind and flying all at once had become tremendous.

The master gave up and lowered his sword. Gritting his molars, he crushed his poison tooth.

Pop pop pop!

Black needles embedded all over his body.

Simultaneously smoke rose from his face as his flesh began melting.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Jin Ja-gang had seen this before.

It was the poison used by the assassin who attacked Zhuge Yeon when committing suicide. There was a high possibility these people were connected somehow.

The old man applied force and pressed down with his foot.

Crunch!

Oh Tae gritted his teeth and let out a scream between his teeth.

“Kughhhh!”

All his fingers were destroyed.

The old man moved. The master who was first hit by poison needles was still alive. The old man unhesitatingly swung his hand and severed the master’s neck.

Jin Ja-gang stared directly at the old man.

But the words that came from the old man’s mouth were completely different from what Jin Ja-gang expected.

“I’ll tolerate this much. Don’t interfere with our business anymore and leave.”

He never expected such words.

Jin Ja-gang asked.

“Do you know me?”

“Of course. There’s no one in today’s martial world who doesn’t know Poison Dragon.”

“Did you also send assassins to try to kill the Zhuge family’s young lady?”

“That’s not for me to answer.”

“Seeing that you employ someone like yourself, it’s not just any ordinary organization.”

Jin Ja-gang shook his head.

“I appreciate the offer, but it won’t work.”

“You insist on drinking the penalty wine? It seems getting a small name in the martial world has made you see nothing.”

Jin Ja-gang raised his finger to point at the master the old man had just killed. Then he pointed at the old man.

“You’re the only one left who can tell me something.”

“Insolent bastard. I’ll peel your scalp to snap you to attention.”

Oh Tae gripped his right hand and shouted.

“Poison Dragon, be careful! He’s a master unknown to the martial world!”

The old man strode toward Jin Ja-gang. But Jin Ja-gang also didn’t retreat and faced him head-on. In an instant they closed the distance of over ten zhang and collided.

The old man’s hand stabbed into Jin Ja-gang’s chest like a spear. Jin Ja-gang deflected it through his armpit. The old man swept with the hand that passed through the armpit. Jin Ja-gang tucked the old man’s arm under his side and spun like a top while slightly tilting his upper body.

Swish, swish!

Hair caught by the old man’s hand blade was cut as if sliced by a sword. He spun three consecutive times to dissipate the force while striking the old man’s chest with Dragon Capturing Crusher. The old man pushed away Jin Ja-gang’s wrist with his forearm. At that moment Jin Ja-gang used pickpocket techniques to grab the old man’s sleeve like lightning while tripping his legs.

The old man exerted force and held firm. His legs began bending then stopped. With his feet planted on the ground, Jin Ja-gang pushed forward and kicked the old man’s foot again.

The old man leaned his upper body forward while pulling one leg back and swinging it behind. Suddenly a back foot flew toward Jin Ja-gang’s face. Like a scorpion’s tail, he had pulled his leg back and kicked over his shoulder.

Reverse Bow Shot!

Since it was an unfamiliar technique, Jin Ja-gang had no choice but to take it.

Thud!

Jin Ja-gang was hit in the chest and pushed back. However, since he didn’t let go of the sleeve, the old man’s sleeve tore. The old man tore off his tattered sleeve and leaped into the air, performing three side kicks.

Jin Ja-gang gathered turbid energy internal power in his left hand to block.

Thud thud thud!

The heavy, dull internal energy rippled, reducing the power of the old man’s kicks. The old man’s face scrunched at the strange feeling like kicking a sack full of grain. Jin Ja-gang grabbed the old man’s foot with both hands and slammed him to the ground. The old man fell backward while raising both hands above his shoulders to press against the ground upside down.

The old man sprang up with his waist strength and swung his arm wide to strike Jin Ja-gang’s head with his hand blade. Jin Ja-gang twisted his body to the side.

Swish!

It was as chilling as a sharp blade passing before his nose. Then with a bang! sound, a long groove was left in the ground. His hand showed momentum like a crescent blade.

Jin Ja-gang stabbed at the old man’s face with his right fingertips. The old man tried to ignore it but turned his head when he saw something glinting at the fingertips.

Ping!

A poison needle was somehow held at his fingertips. Jin Ja-gang turned the poison needle so the tip faced toward his palm and used Single Moon Sickle Blade techniques to wrap around the old man’s neck like hooking a sickle around an opponent’s neck.

The old man had no choice but to block Jin Ja-gang’s wrist with the back of his hand. Jin Ja-gang used Touch-Link-Follow to press the old man’s wrist with his hand blade.

The old man relaxed his strength and received Jin Ja-gang’s technique, then flipped his hand like snatching to grab and twist Jin Ja-gang’s wrist. The old man’s grappling techniques were not to be ignored either. But Jin Ja-gang spun the poison needle between his fingers the moment his wrist was twisted.

Whirrrr.

The poison needle bounced out and flew toward the old man’s eye. The old man puffed his cheeks, gathered breath, then blew to deflect the poison needle.

The old man became angry.

“Bastard!”

Meanwhile Jin Ja-gang folded his wrist to cover the old man’s hand.

The old man’s eyes flinched. When Jin Ja-gang removed his hand, another poison needle was embedded in the back of the old man’s hand. Jin Ja-gang made a fist then opened it. Three poison needles suddenly protruded between his fingers. Jin Ja-gang used his fingers with poison needles like a whip to strike the old man. The old man leaped backward.

The clothes on his chest were caught by poison needles and tore in three strips with a ripping sound. Jin Ja-gang spun the poison needles between his fingers and immediately picked them up to throw.

Ping ping ping!

The old man tore his dangling clothes and spun them to catch the poison needles. Poison needles also protruded from Jin Ja-gang’s other hand fingers. The old man frantically caught the poison needles thrown from close range. In doing so, he couldn’t do anything about the poison needle already embedded in the back of his hand. As the poison spread, blue veins were spreading. The old man tried to shake off Jin Ja-gang, but Jin Ja-gang stuck like a leech and didn’t stop attacking.

The old man let out a great roar and used Flesh Cut Bone Break like giving flesh to take bone, not blocking Jin Ja-gang’s attacks but striking Jin Ja-gang’s head with the cloth bundle wrapped around his hand. A hand blade protruded through the cloth bundle. When Jin Ja-gang pulled his head back to dodge, the old man rotated his arm and cut off his own forearm with the embedded poison needle.

But Jin Ja-gang kicked up the old man’s severed falling hand with his foot tip, caught it with his left hand, positioned the palm of the severed hand toward the old man’s chest, and struck. The poison needle embedded in the back of the hand penetrated through the severed hand and lodged in the old man’s chest. His own hand was attached to his own chest.

The old man’s face instantly became haggard.

“This bastard…”