The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 23

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 23

 

 

 

Jeok Wigang looked at Taecheon and asked playfully.

 

“What do you think?”

“I refuse.”

 

Jeok Wigang looked at Jeok Mugun and said.

 

“He refuses, Grandfather.”

 

Jeok Mugun’s eyebrows twitched.

To remain so calm even after hearing his true identity.

And calling him Grandfather, no less?

When had they ever met for him to speak so familiarly?

He couldn’t let such a treasure as Taecheon rot in the hands of such an insolent brat.

 

“I’m sorry, but I’ll take him by force if necessary. Don’t think of resisting. I’m doing this all for your sake.”

“You really intend to take my bundle? I heard Heavenly Martial City was a pillar of the martial world, but now I see I was mistaken?”

“The mouth is the source of all evil. Don’t speak carelessly.”

“I know. I should practice ‘think thrice before speaking,’ but I don’t want to do that with you, Grandfather.”

“You can write quite well? Now I see, were you a scholar? Tsk tsk. You fool. Is all a talent like you under heaven does serving some scholar brat?”

“Sir, I’m sorry, but my only master is the Young Master. I’m truly grateful for your offer, but I cannot follow you.”

“Didn’t I tell you? I’ll take you by force if necessary.”

 

Jeok Mugun’s form became blurry and instantly moved in front of Taecheon, reaching out his hand to strike his pressure points.

Though Taecheon was strong, he was no different from a child before the Heavenly Martial Emperor.

Just when he thought he would be helplessly defeated.

Jeok Mugun’s hand sliced through empty air.

 

“Huh?”

 

Jeok Mugun looked confused.

Taecheon, who should have been right in front of him, was nowhere to be seen.

When he turned his head, he had somehow dodged to the side.

 

“Well, look at that? Your light body technique is quite good?”

 

Taecheon shook his head.

He was just as bewildered himself.

Jeok Mugun moved his body again and this time reached out his hand even faster than before.

 

Swish swish swish-.

 

Jeok Mugun struck empty air again.

Not once, but twice he had struck empty air.

 

“Hehe. This is embarrassing. Are you mocking me right now?”

“N-no, I’m not.”

“Fine. Then I’ll stop with the pressure point strikes. It would be better to just knock you down and take you. Don’t worry. If you get hurt, I’ll heal you.”

 

Intense energy condensed in Jeok Mugun’s hand, soon wrapping around his clenched fist.

 

“If you dodge this too, I’ll acknowledge you.”

 

Jeok Mugun threw his punch at a speed invisible to the eye.

 

Thud-.

 

In that instant, something blocked between Taecheon and Jeok Mugun’s fist.

 

“That’s enough, don’t you think? Grandfather?”

 

Jeok Mugun, who had thrown the punch, looked at Jeok Wigang with an absurd expression.

 

“You… what, what are you?”

 

A truly bewildered expression.

Taecheon also wore a shocked expression.

He had heard he was strong, but to actually block Jeok Mugun’s strike with his bare hands.

 

“You… did you just block my fist with your bare hand?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

“Like this.”

 

Jeok Wigang spread his palm and made a blocking gesture.

That wasn’t what he meant by the question.

Jeok Mugun expanded his energy sensing and examined Jeok Wigang once more.

However, he couldn’t feel any energy at all.

Yet he had blocked his fist?

Did this make any sense?

In the Central Plains Martial World, those who could block the strike he had just thrown could be counted on ten fingers.

And he had done it with one hand.

Moreover, someone without any internal energy had blocked it.

Jeok Mugun tried to pull his hand out.

 

“Huh? Why won’t this come out?”

 

His fist was caught in Jeok Wigang’s hand and wouldn’t come free.

Even applying force was useless.

 

“Won’t you let go of this?”

“If I let go, will you stop?”

“Are you lecturing me right now?”

“It’s not a lecture, but you’re coveting what belongs to others. Shouldn’t you maintain dignity befitting your title as Heavenly Martial Emperor?”

“This guy?”

“Then let me do it too.”

“What?”

“Let me attack three times too. If you don’t dodge for three times, I’ll do whatever Grandfather tells me to do.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s proposal, Jeok Mugun’s pupils began moving back and forth.

What’s this?

This novel proposal?

Should I accept it?

But what is this inexplicable uneasiness?

This is the guy who blocked my punch with his bare hands.

There’s something there.

On one hand, curiosity also arose.

Isn’t this a type of human I’ve never seen before in my entire life?

What kind of attack will he unleash?

Before that, I wanted to confirm something.

 

“Are you certain you really have no internal energy?”

“Would you like to check?”

 

Jeok Wigang spread his arms wide and exposed his dantian area.

He’s crazy.

What is he trusting to act like this?

What if I had bad intentions and attacked his dantian?

Ah, did he say he has no dantian?

That was also hard to believe.

 

“Then I’ll check.”

“Yes.”

 

He carefully extended his hand and examined.

 

“Crazy!”

 

It’s real.

He really couldn’t feel a dantian.

No internal energy either.

Not even a single year’s worth of internal energy.

What kind of guy is this?

Such a guy blocked my punch?

I need to check this out.

 

“Good. I won’t dodge your three attacks. If I dodge, I’ll grant what you want.”

“Really?”

“A man’s word is worth a thousand gold. Moreover, that man is me, the Heavenly Martial Emperor.”

“Good.”

“Come at me.”

“Yes. Then here I go.”

 

Jeok Wigang clenched his fist.

And the moment he extended it.

Jeok Mugun felt an ominous energy.

I should dodge that.

But if I dodge, my pride will be hurt.

What should I do?

Dodge? Or not?

While hesitating, the fist approached right in front of his nose.

He quickly crossed his arms to block.

 

Thud-!

 

“Kugh!”

 

His body staggered.

He felt pain as if his arms would shatter.

Even with three layers of Heavenly Martial Gang Energy, this much pain.

Even though he deployed Ten Thousand Pound Weight to fix his body, it was destructive power that seemed like it would send him flying backward.

A shock that made his mind hazy.

Even during battles with the Four Heavenly Demon Gods, there was no such shock.

 

“Wow! Grandfather really is amazing.”

 

Jeok Mugun answered with a nonchalant expression.

 

“Of, of course. This much is nothing.”

 

Surely that strike just now was that guy’s full power.

 

“Then this time I’ll try with about thirty percent power.”

“Huh?”

 

What is he talking about now?

That power just now wasn’t his full strength?

No, it wasn’t even thirty percent?

That’s impossible.

 

“Wh, what do you mean? Wasn’t that your full power just now?”

“Nah. That was about ten percent.”

 

Ten percent?

I almost died just now?

If ten percent had that much power, then thirty percent is?

Is he really without internal energy?

As Jeok Wigang took his stance again, Jeok Mugun unconsciously swallowed.

I think I should dodge this one?

What should I do?

While hesitating.

 

Boom-boom-boom-boom-bang-.

 

A tremendous explosion was heard.

 

“Oh, I missed.”

 

He didn’t miss.

He deliberately threw his punch to the side.

The edge of Biun Valley’s massive gorge was blown away and completely disappeared, revealing a new landscape that had been hidden from view.

The clouds in the sky split in half, matching the path where that monster had just thrown his punch.

If I were to unleash that?

I could do it, but I’d need to gather quite a bit of internal power.

More than that, he said that was only about three-star level power?

Just how strong would twelve-star peak power be?

 

“Now, let’s go with five stars for the last one.”

“W-wait!”

“Yes?”

“It was a joke. A joke.”

“A joke?”

“That’s right. Heh heh heh. How could I unilaterally take someone else’s person away like some kind of extortion? I’m the Cheonmu Castle Lord, after all.”

“Is that so?”

“Of course. So I guess we don’t really need to do this?”

“Then you’ll grant what I want, right?”

“Huh? But we didn’t do all three?”

“Then let’s do it.”

“A-alright! I’ll grant it! What is it?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

 

Had there ever been a time in Heavenly Martial Emperor Jeok Mugun’s life when he was this flustered and desperate?

Pride?

He had almost died just now.

It’s not like pride puts food on the table.

He absolutely could not die until he selected a perfect successor for Heavenly Martial City.

Fortunately, no one was watching.

But what is that monster anyway?

 

“Why? Do you feel wronged?”

“Huh?”

“Do you feel wronged that only Grandfather had to endure three times?”

 

What is this kid talking about now?

 

“Then you should do it too, Grandfather.”

“Do what?”

“Attack three times.”

“Hah.”

“If I dodge them, I’ll grant what Grandfather wants.”

 

Huh?

This is actually a decent proposal?

This is the monster that made me, the world’s greatest master, panic in fear.

In a way, the talent I’ve been searching for is right here.

Wait…, no.

No matter how I think about it, there’s no one who could control that guy.

What if he sets his sights on the castle lord position?

I wanted to give the castle lord position to my bloodline.

But leaving this guy alone made me uneasy.

Good.

Then I’ll ask him to come help whenever Heavenly Martial City is in crisis.

Having organized his thoughts, Jeok Mugun spoke to Jeok Wigang.

 

“Fine. If you dodge, then you must also grant what I want.”

“Yes. Let’s do that.”

“Alright!”

 

Jeok Mugun thought this actually worked out well.

He planned to show that guy how frightening he could be.

But how much power should he display?

He was conflicted.

Well, if he doesn’t want to die, he’ll dodge.

Seeing the kid’s power earlier, he didn’t seem like he’d die easily.

As Jeok Mugun extended his hand toward Jeok Wigang, a Taiji symbol energy arose.

 

“Let’s see what you’ve got!”

 

Bwoooooo-.

 

Powerful energy shot straight toward Jeok Wigang from the Taiji symbol.

It wasn’t full power, but it was still quite a strong strike.

 

Thwakwakwang-.

 

With a tremendous explosion, the spot where Jeok Wigang had been standing was devastated.

Jeok Wigang slowly walked out through the dust cloud.

Since he had no internal energy and couldn’t protect his body with Body Protection Energy, Jeok Wigang’s clothes were in tatters.

But there wasn’t a single wound on his body.

Jeok Wigang grinned and held up his index finger as he spoke.

 

“That’s one.”

 

Jeok Mugun realized.

That’s really a monster.

Where did such a monster appear from?

Seeing how his clothes became tatters despite being so strong, he understood that the kid truly didn’t know martial arts.

If he knew martial arts, he would have protected his body with an energy barrier.

He didn’t dodge or defend, just took it with his bare body.

And yet he was perfectly fine.

Now two remained.

Looking at the guy, it seemed like he could attack even stronger.

No, it seemed like he could attack with full power.

Alright.

I’ll show you. My true self.

It felt ridiculous to go all out against a human who knew no martial arts, but he soon steeled his resolve.

The figure before his eyes was not human, but a monster.

In case that monster might fall to corruption, it wouldn’t be bad to assess his full power in advance as preparation.

 

Whoosh—.

 

As Jeok Mugun’s expression turned serious, powerful energy waves swirled around his body.

Taecheon could feel it.

That was Jeok Mugun’s full power.

Even though he was far away, his skin tingled.

Indeed, his reputation was well-deserved.

On the other hand, Jeok Wigang was waiting for Jeok Mugun’s attack with complete ease.

 

“You brat. I recommend you dodge if possible.”

“I’ll handle it myself, Grandfather.”

 

Wait, why on earth has that bastard been calling him Grandfather so familiarly since earlier?

The stray thought crossed his mind briefly, but only for an instant.

Jeok Mugun gathered his Internal Power and unleashed Heavenly Palace Collapse, one of the Latter Four Forms of the Heavenly Martial Divine Art.

 

Rummmmmble—.

 

Finding that insufficient, he consecutively deployed the final technique, One Stroke Heavenly Martial.

An opponent struck by One Stroke Heavenly Martial has all Internal Energy within their body temporarily extinguished, and their body is torn to shreds by the powerful aftershock that follows.

No master, no matter how skilled, can prevent their Internal Energy from disappearing.

To block it, one must quickly withdraw their body before One Stroke Heavenly Martial makes contact, but dodging an attack that flies at light speed with a human body is not easy.

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