Chapter 140: First Strike Wins (4)
An earthen plateau where everything looked brown no matter where you looked.
And towering above it, a tall, broad city wall.
That was the sight of today’s target, Xuehua.
Thud-thud-thud-thud.
The sound of galloping horses deafened our ears.
“■■■■■■.”
A boisterous shout echoed from the distance.
They must have spotted us.
The Black Coral members spurred their horses and charged forward.
“Hee-yoo!”
Hee-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-
Since we were pretending to be bandits anyway, I pondered what name would suit us best. Before I knew it, we were approaching the city walls.
The plan was identical to before.
“Heechah!”
The moment I brought down the city wall, we would charge.
I stepped on the saddle and leaped forward.
As if waiting for this moment, the Heuksanho offered their shoulders.
Thump, thump, thump.
Stepping on their shoulders, I advanced like a streak of light.
And just as I reached the very edge of the wall.
“Hmph!”
I summoned all the war energy within my body.
I intended to attempt a single-point explosion, just as I had shattered the walls of the Martial Arts Academy before.
Crackle. Crack.
The energy in my fist, filled with the King’s Might, began to explode, and soon a black sphere formed.
A power born from the King’s Might, yet not the King’s Might itself.
If pressed, it could be seen as exploding the King’s Might—a condensed form of energy—and then recondensing that power.
