Chapter 25
Yang Yeom surged forward at a speed incomparable to that of his younger brother, Yang Hak, swinging his Wooden Sword with fierce intent.
Yet the outcome was no different: against Yang-hwi, he, too, was defeated in one move.
Thud!
The referee rushed over, checked the fallen boy’s condition, and shouted.
“Victory goes to Young Master Yang-hwi….”
Watching from below the stage, Baek Heon-so beamed with swelling pride and satisfaction, while Yang Ga-ryung, the Sect Leader of the Yangjo Sect seated in the place of honor, turned beet red with humiliation.
Having both brothers defeated in one move by the very same opponent had thoroughly dragged the Yangjo Sect’s prestige through the mud.
And yet.
Yang-hwi had no intention of stopping here.
This martial arts competition had been arranged from the start to serve as a show of force.
‘Suhoji Alliance, I will crush your pride so thoroughly that you won’t ever dare dream of meddling with the Baek Clan.’
“Is there no next opponent? If any Young Master wishes to impart some guidance, please step onto the stage.”
“….”
“….”
After a heavy silence, the largest youth in attendance strode up to the platform.
“Cheol Byeong-hu of the Yuhang Escort Agency. I have come to test your skills.”
His build rivaled that of a grown man. At a glance, he clearly looked fifteen, right at the tournament’s upper age limit.
“I look forward to your instruction.”
The moment they closed the distance to exchange formalities, Cheol Byeong-hu leaned in and muttered under his breath.
