The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 3

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 3

 

 

 

The last remaining bandit leader knew martial arts and deployed his techniques toward me.

I had no choice but to take the attack that came in an instant.

I thought I was going to die.

But I was fine.

It didn’t even hurt.

That’s when I realized.

I wasn’t just strong.

My body was tough too.

The bandit leader swung his sword with shimmering heat waves at me, but it didn’t hurt at all.

More than that, heat waves shimmering from a sword.

It was fascinating.

The sight of me not dodging the wildly swinging sword meant to kill me, taking it with my whole body while just staring blankly, was terror itself.

The leader looked at me like he’d seen a ghost, then immediately prostrated himself and begged.

To spare his life.

That’s when I saw the corpses of the villagers who had died miserably.

I blew the bandit leader’s face away just like that.

Thus, I was the only survivor left in the village.

After burying all the corpses in sunny spots while alone in the village, the government army came.

The government army asked me what had happened, and I lied that the bandits had massacred the village and left.

They wouldn’t have believed me if I said I killed them all.

The government army took me, who was left alone, to another village.

But settling there was difficult.

People feared me for surviving alone and pointed fingers, calling me a devil’s child.

They chattered that disaster would come if I stayed in this village.

They came to harass me constantly.

I endured it.

I endured and endured again.

Then I exploded, and in an instant laid down a dozen or so villagers who had been tormenting me.

Of course, I controlled my strength.

Because I knew the power I possessed.

Then the harassment disappeared like a lie.

That’s when I realized.

That power is truth.

After that, I lived as I pleased.

I didn’t tolerate anyone who bothered me.

Then one day I saw people’s eyes.

Eyes that feared me.

They called me evil seed.

A devil’s spawn.

I hated people.

I hated the world.

But I couldn’t go around killing everyone, could I?

So I went into the mountains.

Into mountains where no one was.

There, I began farming as the villagers had taught me before.

Just enough for me to eat and live alone.

Living alone brought peace to my heart.

Looking at the rice paddies and fields I had carefully tended, the unpleasant memories of the past were gradually being forgotten.

But suddenly these brothers appeared.

Then they started plucking and cooking the crops I had carefully planted in my fields.

And they did this while completely trampling my fields.

I was angry for a moment, but thinking of them as guests, I spoke nicely. I told them to restore everything.

Then they snorted and brazenly rushed at me, saying they would kill me.

At first I thought about killing these bastards.

Then I changed my mind.

I was also glad to see people after a long time.

I was just thinking of giving them a moderate lesson.

One guy’s palm struck my abdomen.

It made a tremendous sound.

But that was all.

It stung slightly, but this much was nothing.

When I scratched my belly, the guy who hit me looked at me with a bewildered expression.

 

“Why are you still standing after taking my Blood Shadow Heaven-Splitting Palm? Hurry up and cough up blood and collapse!”

 

What is he saying?

I said.

 

“You can’t cough up blood from just that. To cough up blood, it should at least be like this.”

 

I rushed at that guy and struck his abdomen with my palm.

 

Thwack-.

 

Blood spurted from his mouth and he fainted immediately.

The expressions of the remaining three guys were ones I’d seen many times.

Expressions like seeing a ghost.

Expressions like seeing something they shouldn’t have seen.

Expressions of seeing something impossible.

 

“This guy’s no pushover. Let’s all use a combined attack!”

 

The three rushed at me simultaneously.

One guy disappeared like mist, then suddenly appeared in front of me and thrust a dagger toward my eyes.

 

Clang-.

 

…He thought he thrust it in. But what bounced off was the dagger.

When I rubbed my eyes as if they were itchy, the shadow guy’s eyes nearly popped out.

He seemed tremendously shocked.

 

“Mon, monster…”

 

Calling a person a monster.

 

Smack-.

 

I struck the guy’s cheek directly.

Something flew out of his mouth, and he collapsed unconscious on top of the guy who had fainted earlier.

 

“Aaaah! Die!”

“You monster bastard!”

 

Hah.

These guys really.

I turned my head to deal with the remaining two guys.

Huh?

Their movements began to appear clearly visible.

Huh?

Why can I see that?

Somehow it seemed like I could dodge it too.

I tried dodging.

I could dodge.

But why are these guys suddenly attacking so slowly?

Are they looking down on me?

Or are they trying to make me let my guard down?

I kept dodging their attacks to see how long they would attack slowly.

How much time passed like that?

The two guys were panting heavily.

They were looking at me with that familiar expression again.

I nodded my head.

It was time to put them to sleep.

I rushed at the two guys and slapped their cheeks in turn.

The remaining two guys collapsed unconscious, piling on top of the ones who had fallen earlier.

This was my first meeting with my younger brothers.

The younger brothers woke up the next day.

They rushed at me again, saying they couldn’t accept it.

I thought that putting them to sleep in one hit wasn’t educating them properly.

So that day, I put care into putting them to sleep step by step.

After a week passed like that, they prostrated themselves and said they would serve me as their elder brother.

Anyone could see I was much younger than them, yet they called me elder brother.

When I said that, they said in the martial world, the strong person becomes the elder brother.

Since I was the strongest, it was right for me to become the elder brother.

So I became their elder brother.

Even after becoming their elder brother, those guys didn’t give up.

Whenever there was even a moment’s opening, they would attack me using all sorts of methods.

Thanks to that, I wasn’t bored.

Should I consider it the cute younger brothers’ way of showing affection?

Of course, that didn’t mean I just let it slide.

If they attacked me, their elder brother, they must have been prepared for the consequences.

The next step was predetermined.

They just had to receive my caring touch.

At my devoted touch, the younger brothers let out happy screams.

 

‘It’ll be a long time before I meet the younger brothers again.’

 

Since the younger brothers were called the Four Heavenly Demons in the Central Plains, I could just look for the Four Heavenly Demons when I grow up later.

But those weak guys sure made impressive-sounding titles.

They probably made such titles to appear strong.

Honestly, I might not be able to find them.

How many people would recognize such weak kids just because they made titles for themselves?

More importantly, since this will be the first time meeting me, they won’t recognize me, right?

That would be a bit disappointing.

I made up my mind.

I would make those guys my younger brothers again.

Did I think too much?

I’m getting sleepy.

 

 

 

Shiver-.

 

“Ugh! Su-suddenly I got goosebumps…”

“You too? I suddenly got chills too.”

“Damn it. That monster must have woken up?”

“It was like this every time that monster came looking for us.”

“Already awake? Th-that’s impossible. That is.”

“Thinking of that monster with human common sense was the problem in the first place. Still, we bought ourselves time to escape, right? Normally, he would have come running just from us moving.”

“That’s true. Will he come looking for us?”

“Damn! Keep those horrible thoughts to yourself!”

“Let’s quickly master the Thousand Faces Bone Shrinking Art. This isn’t the time to enjoy leisure.”

“Ri-right! Let’s hurry!”

“We-we shouldn’t be doing this, let’s scatter in all directions. Wouldn’t being scattered reduce the chances of meeting that monster more than staying together like this?”

“You’re right. It’s been fun. Let’s never see each other again.”

“Yeah. Farewell.”

 

With that, the Four Heavenly Demons exchanged brief farewells and scattered in all directions.

 

 

 

2 years later.

Jeok Wigang, who had started walking, toddled around here and there throughout the sect.

His appearance was so adorable that the sect members who saw Wigang smiled brightly.

 

“Young master. That direction is dangerous, so you mustn’t go there.”

“I know.”

 

Jeok Wigang still had a lisp.

The direction Jeok Wigang was heading now was the library.

Though not very large, there was quite a substantial amount of books there.

Jeok Wigang had been heading to the library every day lately.

Seeing such a Jeok Wigang, people were amazed.

 

“Our young master must surely be a genius. To already love books so much at such a young age.”

“You mastered the Thousand Character Classic at age one?”

“The whole village was buzzing with rumors about a child prodigy being born. Did you see the sect leader’s expression then?”

“I saw it. The sect leader’s mouth was stretched from ear to ear all day long.”

“What kind of books do you think he’s reading these days?”

“It seems like he’s mainly reading martial arts manuals?”

“Martial arts manuals? Can the young master really understand such profound meanings?”

“Well? Whatever it is, isn’t it important that the young master has great interest in martial arts?”

“True. He’ll become great. In the young master’s generation, Jin Mu Sect might become the greatest sect in the Central Plains.”

“Let’s work hard too. So we don’t become a burden to the young master later.”

“Hahaha. This guy. Are you stating the obvious?”

“Let’s go quickly.”

 

The people’s conversation was reaching Jeok Wigang’s ears completely.

Good people.

He was so happy.

He vowed that in this lifetime, he would absolutely never lose his parents.

Including his parents, the precious people he had to protect had increased.

To do that, he needed to know martial arts.

It wasn’t that he intended to learn divine arts and supreme techniques.

Even without learning such things, his power was strong enough to far surpass them.

What he intended to learn were martial techniques.

Honestly, he was strong, but his movements were at a flailing level.

They would only work against weaklings like his brothers, but wouldn’t work against real masters.

Jeok Wigang, who once turned the Central Plains into ruins, dismissed the Four Heavenly Demon Gods as weak beings full of empty boasts.

He thought this way because he had never actually experienced martial arts masters.

He thought real martial arts masters wouldn’t be hit by his flailing movements, so he tried to learn martial techniques.

Honestly, he didn’t need to learn internal energy.

He had more than enough power.

Still, just in case, should he learn internal energy too?

Well, he was the son of a martial family after all.

He should learn it.

They say the more the better.

Look at me using such sophisticated-sounding words.

I think I’ve become somewhat learned.

It must be because I’ve been reading many books lately.

Knowledge is power after all.

To protect my family, I need to know many things.

To stop those who took my parents away from me.

It’s still peaceful now.

It’s still peaceful, but I mustn’t let my guard down.

I don’t know when or where enemies might try to shatter my happiness.

First, I excluded martial arts that use internal energy.

Currently, I can’t use internal energy.

The martial arts manual I found this way was the Three Talents Fist, which anyone in the world could learn.

It’s the best martial art I can learn with my current physical condition.

Actually, it’s embarrassing to even call it martial arts, but it’s excellent as a condition for strengthening the body.

 

Whoosh-.

 

When he threw his fist, the air rippled and a sound of cutting through air was heard.

 

Whoooong-.

 

Powerful fist wind spread in all directions.

This was the power that came from a punch thrown by a two-year-old.

If someone had seen this scene, they would have been shocked, but the person himself was unsatisfied.

 

“Is it because my body is small? The power is weaker than expected.”

 

It was difficult to control the appropriate amount of strength.

If he used full power, the house would be blown away.

He controlled it to a similar level as before, but it was much weaker.

 

“Let’s first practice the forms until my body gets used to them.”

 

Jeok Wigang began training the Three Talents Fist with his short arms and legs.

It was a secret manual that everyone else turned away from and wasn’t even treated as martial arts, but just having techniques instead of simple punching made Jeok Wigang happy and entertained.

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