Chapter 47
This aged leader of the martial arts world did not expect his heart to be passed on to everyone. He held only a small hope that among them, even just a few might someday become successors capable of replacing him.
Yoo Jeong-hong declared with a smile.
“Now, let us begin the Dragon-Phoenix Grand Assembly.”
Applause and cheers erupted from all around. As Yoo Jeong-hong returned to his seat, Dan Woo-sung crossed his arms again, briefly reflecting on the leader’s words.
‘Because we are the White Path.’
It didn’t mean that being the White Path gave them exceptional pride, that being the White Path granted them privilege, or that being the White Path meant justice was theirs alone. He took it to mean simply that people gathered here were those who sought to uphold the way of humanity.
For that simple purpose, that old man had lost much. Wasn’t it a declaration that he would never abandon the path of the White Path until his dying breath?
The difference between the White Path and the Sima Heresy was that the White Path always stood here.
Whether the opponent is strong or weak, whether I am strong or weak, those who fight while holding fast to their convictions until they perish can be called true white swords.
That is why white swords are stubborn madmen.
Even as Dan Woo-sung was lost in sentiment, the emcee called out the participants’ nicknames.
“Finalists Kwon Gak and Hebei Twin Spears, to the arena. The first final match begins.”
The host’s voice signaled the start of the Dragon Phoenix Grand Tournament.
