Chapter: 1185

In an instant, King Gujin�s expression changed.

�Damn it! Here comes that fucking old man.�

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�What�s your name?�

�Pyo-wol.�

�I am King Gujin, the Wolf King. Make sure to remember my name. The next time we meet, I will definitely repay this debt.�

�Are you going to run away?�

�Keuhehe! As much as I want to deal with you, I can�t. It�s because of a troublesome old man.�

King Gujin pulled out the phantom daggers both stuck in his waist and side. He then threw it away, before suddenly flying backwards.�

Pyo-wol tried to chase after him.

It was because he had seen Soma lying in the bushes in the distance.

Soma�s condition was so grave that even the ups and downs of his chest were barely visible. Although he miraculously survived King Gujin�s last attack, he was still seriously injured.

Pyo-wol stopped pursuing King Gujin and approached Soma.

Then, someone appeared out of nowhere, as if riding the wind.

It was an old man wearing a shabby uniform.

The old master wrinkled his nose and murmured,

�I�m sure I smelled a wolf from here.�

The moment he saw the old man, Pyo-wol felt a chill as if he had fallen into an ice pit.

He had come across numerous people with strong martial arts until now.

Mu Jeong-jin of the Qingcheng sect who is a swordsman capable of unifying a region, and Hyeolbul of the Xiaoleiyin Temple who is a person worthy of looking on top of the world.

He also met a super strong person who called himself as the Wind Saint, and just a little while ago, he also competed with the Wolf King, King Gujin.

There was not a single one among them who was easy to deal with. Pyo-wol had to risk his life when he faced them.�

And even against those opponents who Pyo-wol could easily win over, he still did his best. He would consider countless possibilities and choose the most efficient way to fight them.

In this way, Pyo-wol was able to win the fight and save his own life.�

Pyo-wol was able to survive every time since he desperately dug into the enemy�s weaknesses.�

However, there was no such thing as a weakness in the man in front of him.�

Just as it is natural for water to flow down from a high place, the old man appeared naturally as if he had been here from the beginning.

Pyo-wol thought that fighting against King Gujin with his life on the line was worth it.� However, against the old master who is in front of him, he didn�t even have that kind of heart.

It wasn�t a matter of incompetence.

Just the very existence of the old man made it impossible for him to feel that way. JrNovels.com