Chapter 102 Black Dragon (4)
“From these chains, I shall be freed!”
At the roar echoing from the peak of Mount Mosan, Gu Yangjeok took a half-step back.
It was overwhelming. Truly awe-inspiring, it could scarcely be believed to be human strength.
Even as mere intimidation, it was enough to shatter a person’s spirit.
‘That is why he is a demon.’
Gyu Yang-jeok gripped his sword, his gaze fixed on the tense Man Tong-ja.
He glanced at his own wrist and saw even the fine hairs standing on end.
It reminded him of a rabbit facing a predator, and he chuckled softly.
Only then did the thick tension around him seem to ease slightly.
He had faced countless masters before, but never had an opponent made him contemplate defeat before the fight even began.
If he felt this way, how immense must the pressure be for the sorcerer, Mantongja?
Gu Yangjeok tapped the completely stiffened shoulders of Mantongja.
The true qi, tempered by the Jixian Gong, traveled up his shoulder and stimulated Mantongja’s entire frozen body.
“Man Tong-ja, start climbing.”
“……!”
Man Tong-ja, barely regaining his senses, cast a bewildered glance and rummaged through his inner robe.
They were the talismans he had prepared for the fight against the Black Dragon over the past two months.
As Man Tong-ja trembled, stuffing the talismans back into his clothing, Gu Yang-jeok tossed out a light jest.
“You sure prepared a lot just to catch a snake.”
“A snake?! It’s the Black Dragon, the mightiest of the Eight Palms!”
“But a snake is still just a snake. If you grab its head in your fist and twist it, it can’t use its strength. How pathetic.”
