The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 19
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Legend of the Evil Martial God
Chapter 19
I’d like to make him strong through real combat right away, but for that to happen, his physical strength needs to support it.
Jeok Wigang held out something that looked like armor.
“Put it on.”
“What is this?”
“You’ll know once you try it on.”
Jeok Wiun put on the armor-like thing as Jeok Wigang instructed, and he heard suspicious sounds.
Clank- Clank-.
Then he felt something tightly gripping his arms and legs.
“Try moving.”
“Ugh!”
It was difficult just to lift one leg.
The weight was one thing, but whatever was gripping his arms and legs wouldn’t move easily, so he had to strain with all his might.
Creak- Creak-.
He had only taken two steps, but sweat was already flowing down his entire body.
“Your stamina really is terrible.”
His older brother speaking so casually as if it wasn’t his problem was annoying.
This would obviously be difficult even for his older brother.
“This is too hard. How am I supposed to move wearing something like this?”
“It gets easier once you get used to it.”
“There’s no way I’ll get used to this!”
“You will.”
“Isn’t it too easy for you to say that since you’re not the one doing it? Even Older Brother wouldn’t be able to say that if you wore this and tried to move, right?”
Then Jeok Wigang rolled up his sleeve with a swift motion.
“I’m already wearing one too.”
“Isn’t yours lighter than mine?”
Jeok Wigang chuckled and took it off, setting it down on the ground.
Thud-.
With a heavy sound, the area where the armor was placed sank deeply.
Just how heavy was that thing?
Jeok Wiun gulped.
“Want to try it on?”
Jeok Wiun shook his head.
Anyone could see it looked several times heavier than what he was currently wearing.
He was dumbfounded watching Jeok Wigang casually pick it up with one hand and put it back on as if it were nothing.
“Just how strong are you?”
“Experience it for yourself.”
“You really don’t have any internal energy?”
“Want me to prove it?”
He approached Jeok Wiun, who was nodding, and placed his hand on his dantian.
“Check for yourself.”
“Huh?”
“Try injecting your internal power. If there’s a dantian, it will react to your internal power.”
Jeok Wiun knew that too.
He injected his internal power as Jeok Wigang instructed, but there was no reaction at all.
There really was nothing.
Even when you inject internal power into ordinary people who don’t know internal energy, the dantian reacts, but his older brother had nothing like that at all.
“It’s really true.”
Why is he so strong when he doesn’t even have internal energy?
“Alright, enough small talk. Let’s begin.”
Begin what?
Wasn’t this already training?
“Dodge well. If you don’t, you’ll get hit.”
“Huh?”
Thwack-.
“Gah!”
His older brother’s fist came flying.
“I told you to dodge well, didn’t I?”
Even if he wanted to dodge, he couldn’t because of this damn armor.
It was heavy, and moving was also uncomfortable.
“If you don’t dodge, you’ll keep getting hit.”
“I’m telling you, I can’t dodge!”
Thwack-.
“Ugh!”
It hurts like hell.
“We’re continuing.”
“W-wait!”
This was the beginning.
Jeok Wiun’s arduous training life.
Jeok Wiun with a swollen face, completely furious.
But he couldn’t openly show his anger toward his older brother.
If he did, he might be told to put the training armor back on.
Every time he moved, there wasn’t a place that didn’t hurt.
It’s the first day, so he should go easy on me.
His older brother was disappointing.
“Since it’s the first day today, I went easy on you.”
At Jeok Wigang’s words, Jeok Wiun’s head whipped around.
“Th-this is going easy?”
“That’s right.”
It was absurd.
He almost died.
Even now, his whole body hurt so much he could barely move properly.
He thought he might actually die if his brother got serious.
Should he run far away to escape his older brother?
The problem was tomorrow.
He had to do this every day.
Would the pain disappear by tomorrow?
Ah!
A good idea came to mind.
The one person his older brother couldn’t do anything against.
Mother.
He would go to Mother and tell her about his older brother’s atrocities.
No, even without saying anything, just showing the bruises all over his body would cause an uproar.
Why didn’t he think of that sooner?
Seeing Jeok Wiun grinning slyly, Jeok Wigang chuckled.
“I can see exactly what you’re thinking.”
“Wh-what am I thinking?”
“You’re thinking of going to Mother to tattle, right?”
“Huh?”
He’s a ghost.
Can he read minds too?
“What? Planning to show her the bruises?”
How did he know?
“Sorry, but you won’t be able to show them.”
Is he not even going to let me go home?
As he was thinking, his older brother reached out his hand.
“Eek!”
Jeok Wiun instinctively curled up his body in self-defense.
“I’m not hitting you, you fool. You’re quite the scaredy-cat.”
You try getting hit like I did today.
Then you wouldn’t act like that.
He only thought it to himself.
When his older brother muttered something, a white light emanated from his hand.
As the light seeped into his body, the pain disappeared.
It felt like being in a warm mother’s embrace, making him feel good.
“Done.”
He was feeling good.
“Now get up.”
“It hurts though… wha… Huh?”
It didn’t hurt.
Just moments ago, it hurt so much he couldn’t even move?
He looked at his reflection on the sword surface.
All the bruise marks had completely disappeared too.
What is this? It’s scary.
What exactly did he do?
He couldn’t believe it.
But it wasn’t like he was dreaming.
It really hurt a lot.
“Older Brother… you can use magic arts too?”
“Yeah.”
He says “yeah.”
Not only is he incredibly strong, but he can use magic arts too?
“How can you use magic arts without internal energy?”
As far as I know, magic arts also require internal energy to use.
“Ah, I found a different method. It’s not Central Plains magic arts, but magic arts from Persia Kingdom over there called magic.”
“Magic?”
“You have to create a ring with formulas engraved in your heart…”
Older Brother is explaining about magic, but I don’t understand a single word.
“Sorry, Older Brother. I don’t understand a single word.”
“Never mind. Just think of it as magic arts that came from Persia Kingdom as you said.”
“And you modified it to suit your taste?”
“Yeah. It’s completely different now. I gave it a new name too. Five Elements Incantation Method.”
“Ah, I see… You healed me using that Five Elements Incantation Method?”
“That’s right.”
“How severe wounds can it heal?”
“Well, I experimented and found it can heal as long as there’s still breath left.”
The fact that he experimented is even scarier.
“Don’t tell me… the test subjects weren’t people, were they?”
At Younger Brother’s question, Jeok Wigang only smiled wickedly.
That’s a yes.
He experimented on people.
But when?
Wasn’t he always just staying at the house?
And Taecheon should have been watching him at all times?
“Does Taecheon know that Older Brother is strong too?”
“No, he doesn’t know yet. I should tell him.”
“Is healing the only thing you can do with magic arts?”
“No way. What this can do is limitless.”
“Limitless?”
“Yeah. Watch carefully.”
When Jeok Wigang threw his fist, the massive boulder in front of us shattered to pieces in one blow.
It didn’t even seem like he swung that hard.
Kwaruru-.
He reached his hand toward the shattered boulder and muttered something, and amazingly, the boulder that had just been destroyed returned to its original state as if nothing had happened.
At this level, isn’t this immortal arts rather than magic arts?
He made his body transparent and even flew through the sky.
He could also attack – there was nothing he couldn’t do with water, fire, wind, ice, even lightning.
That’s cheating.
To be able to perform such ridiculous feats without any internal energy.
The power was even strong.
“The power is weak. It’s probably only good enough for showing off.”
Are you insane?
How is that weak in power?
The place he attacked with the Five Elements Incantation Method has been turned to wasteland.
Ah! Of course, I only thought this to myself.
“Sigh. I’m still young, so it can’t be helped.”
No!
Being young isn’t the problem!
It’s strong!
I want to shout and jump around like crazy.
“If, if that’s weak, then there must be something even stronger?”
“There is. This.”
Jeok Wiun made an incredulous expression at the sight of Jeok Wigang extending his fist.
Of course, I acknowledge that Older Brother’s fist is strong.
I was knocked out in one hit.
But that was only when dealing with me, a ten-year-old.
The story will be different when I grow up later.
“What? Want me to show you?”
No matter how strong his fist is, could it be stronger than the Five Elements Incantation Method he just showed?
“But my fist is also weaker than expected, probably because I’m still young.”
He talks as if he’s swung it when he was grown up before.
“It’s not that strong right now, so keep that in mind when you watch.”
He talks too much.
When it’s long, it’s usually nothing special.
I went to where Older Brother was gesturing.
He pointed to the mountain pass between the mountains and said.
“I’ll try making a path over there.”
What is he saying?
Does he take me for a complete fool?
Just as irritation was rising up.
Older Brother threw his fist.
Tremendous wind pressure swirled around.
Huwung-.
Kukwakwakwang-.
A thunderous roar echoed and the aftershock swept over us.
The power was so strong that I couldn’t open my eyes and covered my face with my arms.
After a long while, when the storm subsided, I cautiously lowered my arms to see that a flat path had been created in the mountain pass between the mountains.
This must be a dream. Jeok Wiun thought.
Who would believe that a twelve-year-old’s punch could cause something like that?
“Still too weak.”
It was absurd.
My older brother shaking his head, unsatisfied with his performance.
That was weak?
What level would one need to reach to produce such power with martial arts?
Transformation Realm? Transcendent Realm? Divine Transformation Realm?
A body like Vajra Indestructible Body that even swords couldn’t pierce, using mysterious magic arts, and possessing unbelievable divine strength.
Now my older brother no longer seemed human to me.
Wait, my older brother is only twelve years old now?
When he grows up, my older brother will become much stronger than he is now.
The punch I just witnessed will become much more powerful when he’s fully grown, right?
Then with the punch he throws at that time, couldn’t he turn even that mountain over there into flat ground?
That thought occurred to me.
To think that such a monster-like being had been treated as a weak person just because he lacked a dantian.
Hadn’t I also looked down on my older brother for that reason?
“No, if you possess such powerful strength, why won’t you become the successor?”
“It’s bothersome. You do it.”
What the hell.
Irritation surged up in me.
“Haah…”
All this time I couldn’t even play properly because I was receiving successor lessons.
It felt somewhat unfair.
But there was nothing I could do about it.
My older brother was strong and I was weak.
I had no choice but to do as I was told.
Three years passed.
Jeok Wiun’s upper body as he trained with his upper garment removed was perfection itself.
There were only real combat muscles compressed to the extreme for battle alone, without a single unnecessary element.
People who saw it were uniformly amazed.
They chattered about how Jeok Wiun was a genius with a heaven-sent body, but every time he heard those words, Jeok Wiun felt irritated.
They didn’t know what he had gone through for three years to create such a body.
He desperately wanted to tell them, but decided to endure it.
The body enhancement armor that Jeok Wigang had developed was actually tremendously effective.
Not only did it enhance physical abilities, but it also perfectly sculpted his muscles.
Since it became twice as heavy and twice as difficult to move each year, he had to suffer tremendously at first to adapt.
It wasn’t just simple suffering – he had to train with Jeok Wigang every day while wearing it.
He had to grit his teeth and move to avoid getting hit.
Training with Jeok Wigang didn’t end when it was over.
He did additional solo training separately.
If he stayed idle, his progress would be slow, and if his progress was slow, he would have to get beaten that much more.
The training he did to survive soon came to the attention of the sect members, and everyone was busy praising Jeok Wiun.
The family elders rejoiced, saying Jin Mu Sect’s future was secure.
That wasn’t it though.
“Haah. People look up to me so much these days that the pressure is killing me.”
“That’s good. Doesn’t that mean people trust and believe in you that much? Since you’ll receive people’s recognition and become Gate Master, taking control of the sect won’t be a problem.”
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