My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 91

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91.

Seol Ryeoseon said with a deep sigh.

“If it’s going to collapse that easily, then it should just collapse.”

Bongwon Daesa asked Seol Mujin.

“What’s your reason for learning martial arts?”

Seol Mujin had talked about matters related to the triplets, but hadn’t mentioned the Third Prince.

That wasn’t his secret alone to tell.

“Perhaps it’s not so different from yours, Master.”

“Eliminating demons and destroying evil?”

“I want to create a world where good people die a little less.”

“A world where good people die less…”

Bongwon Daesa smiled bitterly.

“Since you say ‘less,’ you’re not completely a dreamer.”

Bongwon Daesa suddenly stood up.

“Don’t lose that heart.”

The startled triplets asked.

“You’re leaving?”

“Why? It seems like you have important business. Should we come with you?”

The triplets waved their hands dismissively.

“We’ll pass on traveling with a monk.”

“I won’t talk about you anywhere, so don’t worry.”

“We’re not worried about that. You can’t reveal who you are either, so who would believe you if you talked about us?”

Seol Changho called out to the departing Bongwon Daesa.

“Wait!”

“Why do you keep calling me?”

“I have a favor to ask.”

Bongwon Daesa looked surprised, and Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong were startled.

“What a sight to see in my lifetime. One of the Three Grand Elders asking me for a favor.”

Seol Ryeoseon shouted.

“We didn’t ask! Changho did it on his own!”

“Right! Changho, what are you trying to ask that monk?”

Seol Changho said.

“Please spar with hyung once.”

The most surprised person was Seol Mujin.

“Sp-sparring? What are you talking about! Someone like me couldn’t possibly be a match!”

Fighting Bongwon Daesa, Seol Mujin felt an insurmountable wall for the first time.

He had thought he could now fight anyone in the martial world, but Bongwon Daesa had crumbled that confidence like a sandcastle.

It was true that he felt dejected, thinking ‘They say the martial world has countless extraordinary people like grains of sand.’

But suddenly sparring!

“You want me to spar with Seol Podoo?”

“Yes. This is hyung’s only chance to fight a master like you. Please.”

Seol Changho even bowed his head.

Bongwon Daesa was flustered by this action from Seol Changho, who seemed like he would die with his head held high.

But then the other two also bowed their heads toward Bongwon Daesa.

“Changho is right. It will be a great help to oppa. Please.”

“Please spar with hyung once.”

Seol Mujin tried to stop the triplets.

“Stop it. I’m fine. Let’s not trouble the Master.”

Bongwon Daesa said.

“I never thought I’d see the tops of the Three Grand Elders’ heads in my lifetime.”

Bongwon Daesa laughed, ‘Though of course they were easy to see since they’re kids. Heh heh heh!’

‘That bastard!’

The triplets clenched their fists, but Bongwon Daesa turned around and continued.

“Let’s go to a suitable place.”

Seol Ryeoseon hurried after him and asked.

“Are you really going to spar?”

“I want to confirm it too. Whether the martial arts of Seol Podoo that I experienced were real.”

“Of course they’re real!”

“I didn’t sense any demonic energy in his martial arts. You didn’t teach him your techniques?”

“If oppa learned demonic martial arts, he might be branded as a public enemy of the martial world. How could we teach him our techniques?”

“Then?”

Seol Ryeoseon showed a mischievous smile.

“Try to figure it out yourself.”

“I will.”

They climbed up to the mountain slope.

Finding a suitable clearing, Bongwon Daesa stopped and said to Seol Mujin.

“Don’t think I’ll go easy on you. You could get seriously hurt or even die.”

His serious expression showed this wasn’t just a bluff.

“What is that monk saying…!”

Seol Changho stopped the agitated Seol Ryeoseon.

“The more serious it is, the better for hyung.”

“What if he really gets hurt?”

“We need to be ready to step in at any time.”

The triplets watched tensely as the two men stood five zhang apart.

Seol Mujin politely cupped his fists.

“I humbly request your guidance.”

“Come.”

Seol Mujin held the sword he had taken from a bandit instead of his broken one, and Bongwon Daesa gripped a club.

It was a tree branch he had picked up from the mountain.

Taking his stance, Seol Mujin looked for openings in Bongwon Daesa’s defense.

Bongwon Daesa’s entire body seemed full of openings with his club lowered, but when he tried to attack, he couldn’t see a single opening.

The time spent gripping his sword with both hands and glaring at Bongwon Daesa exceeded half a moment.

But Bongwon Daesa didn’t rush Seol Mujin’s attack.

Everyone knew that even this motionless time was part of the fierce battle.

Still, they couldn’t just keep staring at each other.

Seol Mujin attacked Bongwon Daesa’s legs.

His plan was to first disrupt his opponent’s balance, then link the next technique.

But Seol Mujin’s plan remained just a plan.

Seol Mujin’s sword was easily blocked by the lightly swung club.

The club infused with Bongwon Daesa’s martial power transmitted shock to Seol Mujin’s arm as if it were made of iron.

Just because he took the wrong first step didn’t mean he couldn’t take a second.

He attacked the chest while simultaneously sweeping toward the shoulder.

The Ten Thousand Changes Sword was fast and highly variable, true to its name.

The extended sword energy showed that Seol Mujin had drawn up his internal energy to the extreme.

Even against Seol Mujin’s fierce attack, Bongwon Daesa didn’t retreat a single step.

Watching the two fight, the triplets couldn’t help but be amazed by Bongwon Daesa’s martial arts.

‘He’s become that strong?’

When they met thirty years ago, he was definitely inferior to them.

Though he was the strongest in the Central Plains at the time, he was indeed lacking compared to them.

However, the current Bongwon Daesa couldn’t guarantee victory even if the Triplets found their original martial arts.

The movement of Bongwon Daesa, who had focused on defense for thirty seconds, changed.

Bongwon Daesa, who had pushed away Seol Mujin’s sword, began his attack.

The movement of the club was honest, but the power contained within was like Taesan.

Each time he blocked an attack, he felt the pain of his palms tearing and his arms breaking.

Seol Mujin, who had blocked five seconds of attacks, aimed for Bongwon Daesa’s waist while avoiding the attack toward his head.

The Triplets clenched their fists.

It was a proper movement.

However, even that proper movement didn’t work on Bongwon Daesa.

He slipped away from Seol Mujin’s attack and somehow closed the distance, aiming for Seol Mujin’s crown.

Startled, Seol Mujin rolled his body to avoid the club.

Thud!

From his prone position, he launched his body directly toward Bongwon Daesa.

“Good quick thinking!”

Bongwon Daesa praised while lightly striking away Seol Mujin’s sword.

Seol Mujin’s foot, spinning in mid-air, aimed for Bongwon Daesa’s chest.

Bongwon Daesa lightly deflected even that attack, but inwardly he was surprised.

Not only Seol Mujin’s martial arts, but his instantaneous senses were amazing.

Bongwon Daesa felt like he was fighting a cunning veteran of Kangho.

He even thought, ‘He used Rejuvenation Technique but isn’t he lying?’

Of course, if Bongwon Daesa set his mind to it, he could subdue Seol Mujin within twenty seconds.

However, Bongwon Daesa didn’t end the fight simply.

There was the Triplets’ request, and the sparring with Seol Mujin was enjoyable.

Regardless of his status, his essence was that of a Martial Artist.

Though weaker than himself, when would he get to fight a master like Seol Mujin?

Perhaps Seol Mujin might be the greatest master he could meet until his death.

So he enjoyed the match and occasionally pointed out Seol Mujin’s weaknesses.

Seol Mujin’s martial arts were excellent, but no perfect martial arts existed in the world.

Even Shaolin Temple’s martial arts, which Bongwon Daesa believed to be the best, had weaknesses.

The world’s outstanding martial arts either had absolute strengths that overcame weaknesses, or the martial artist who wielded them was strong.

Seol Mujin applied to both.

His martial arts were excellent and Seol Mujin was undoubtedly strong.

In Bongwon Daesa’s judgment, the number of Martial Artists who could gain an advantage against the current Seol Mujin wouldn’t exceed fifty.

Their sparring passed this moment and entered half a hour.

Though it was time for the sun in the sky to move half a span, it didn’t feel long.

Seol Mujin continued fighting Bongwon Daesa in complete selfless absorption.

It was difficult.

His arms felt like they would fall off and his lungs had swollen three times over, ready to burst at any moment.

Yet he couldn’t stop.

The martial techniques engraved in his bones unfolded naturally, and all offense and defense continued like instinct.

Bongwon Daesa also didn’t want to end this sparring, but if it went any further, Seol Mujin would inevitably get hurt.

‘Truly a heaven-sent talent.’

With that thought, Bongwon Daesa wrapped his club around Seol Mujin’s extended sword.

When Bongwon Daesa flicked his wrist, Seol Mujin’s sword slipped from his hand and flew far away.

Seol Mujin’s palms were torn and blood was dripping steadily.

With his sword gone, Seol Mujin deployed fist techniques instead of sword techniques with those hands.

It was Old Dragon Ascending Heaven Fist.

Bongwon Daesa, who thought Seol Mujin would end the fight, was startled.

Swoosh—!

Blood appeared on Bongwon Daesa’s cheek where the fist grazed.

It wasn’t a wound, but blood from Seol Mujin’s hand that had rubbed off.

Rat-a-tat-tat!

Bongwon Daesa’s palm, which blocked Seol Mujin’s attack, touched Seol Mujin’s chest.

Thud!

With a dull sound, Seol Mujin flew backward and coughed up blood.

“Brother—!”

“Hyung!”

The startled Triplets caught Seol Mujin in mid-air.

Seol Mantong shouted at Bongwon Daesa.

“Monk! What are you doing! Changho! Is hyung okay?”

Instead of Seol Changho, Bongwon Daesa spoke.

“He’ll be fine. I just calmed his boiling blood energy.”

Seol Mujin belatedly returned to reality.

“I’m fine.”

“Brother, just sit down!”

“I said I’m fine.”

“Sit!”

When Seol Ryeoseon shouted, startled Seol Mujin sat in lotus position.

Then Seol Changho quickly sat behind him and placed his palm on his back.

Color gradually returned to Seol Mujin’s face as he straightened his back and closed his eyes.

Confirming that Seol Mujin was okay, Seol Ryeoseon let out a sigh of relief.

Bongwon Daesa said to such Seol Ryeoseon.

“You raised him well.”

“We didn’t raise him. Brother grew up well on his own.”

“How did you obtain and learn Ten Thousand Changes Sword and Old Dragon Ascending Heaven Fist?”

Bongwon Daesa accurately identified the martial arts Seol Mujin had learned.

“Some guy stole them from the Makyeo Library.”

Bongwon Daesa let it pass with that answer.

Bongwon Daesa, who had been quietly watching Seol Mujin showing stable breathing, asked.

“In the end, you’ll learn the Demonic Cult’s martial arts?”

Seol Ryeoseon couldn’t answer readily.

Though the Ten Thousand Changes Sword and Old Dragon Ascending Heaven Fist that Seol Mujin had learned were excellent, they couldn’t match the Demonic Cult’s Heavenly Demon Sovereign Sword.

“Probably.”

“You know well why demonic arts are dangerous.”

The orthodox sects didn’t reject demonic arts simply because they were tyrannical.

Though there might be degrees of depth and shallowness depending on the person who learned them, martial arts inevitably influenced that person’s character.

Only by surpassing the ultimate principle of martial arts, like the Triplets, could a person finally dominate the martial arts.

“Brother will be fine. He’s the person with the strongest will in the world.”

Bongwon Daesa, who had been quietly watching Seol Mujin, said.

“He’ll either become the greatest hero of Murim or a disaster of Murim. If it’s the latter, you’ll meet me again.”

When Seol Mujin opened his eyes with a long breath, Seol Changho also removed his hand from Seol Mujin’s back.

Seol Mujin stood up and cupped his fists toward Bongwon Daesa.

“Thank you for your teachings.”

“I hope that heart doesn’t change.”

Bongwon Daesa left only those words and suddenly disappeared.

The sparring with Bongwon Daesa felt like a dream to Seol Mujin.

Seol Changho asked Seol Mujin, who was looking at where Bongwon Daesa had disappeared.

“Did you gain anything from the sparring?”

Seol Mujin, who came to his senses with a start, couldn’t answer easily.

He couldn’t say there was something, nor could he disappoint by saying there wasn’t.

As the sparring progressed to a certain point, Seol Mujin entered a state of selfless absorption.

Through long hours of training, his martial techniques unfolded unconsciously, and his improvisations had become instinctual.

For Seol Mujin, this wasn’t simply sparring—it was like a life-or-death battle.

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