The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 61

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 61

 

 

 

As soon as those words ended, Jeok Wigang rushed forward.

Unlike yesterday, today he controlled his power while pushing the four people to their limits.

From Jeok Wigang’s perspective, controlling his power like this was actually more difficult.

If they were enemies, he could just blow them away.

Do the four people know?

How carefully and meticulously Jeok Wigang was paying attention while cautiously striking them.

If they knew he was hitting them not with full power, but as gently as handling fragile chicks, they would be shocked.

 

 

 

One month later.

The four people moved without difficulty even while wearing the black weights.

Now they could move easily even with two weights on each limb.

 

Whoosh whoosh-.

 

Swinging their swords.

 

Buzz buzz-.

 

Wielding their spears.

 

Bang- Bang-.

 

Throwing their fists.

 

Whooom-.

 

Bringing down their blades.

Their builds seemed smaller than before, but in reality their bodies hadn’t shrunk – their entire muscular structure had transformed into a practical, compressed form for real combat.

The four people were amazed even while training.

To think they could change this much in just one month.

They were also amazed during qi circulation and breathing.

The true energy flowing without obstruction filled their entire bodies with power.

In this state, it felt like they could advance to the next level right now.

The Room 3 trainees heading to the dining hall for a meal after finishing their morning training.

There were strange gazes watching these Room 3 trainees.

 

“Those guys have been training like madmen lately, haven’t they?”

“I heard they train wearing two black weights on each limb.”

“Black weights? Is that really true? You’re not lying, are you?”

“It’s probably a lie. Do you know how heavy black weights are? Besides, look at their bodies. They actually look thinner.”

“That’s right. If they trained with black weights, they should have more muscle normally.”

“They probably painted light weights black.”

“Right. That makes sense.”

“Since they’re weak, they have to struggle like that.”

 

Other 7th grade trainees whispered while looking at the Room 3 trainees.

In the past, they would have gotten angry hearing such words, but now they just laughed it off.

After sparring with Jeok Wigang in life-or-death matches every day, they could just laugh off the chirping of such novices.

Then Jeok Wigang tilted his head in confusion.

 

“What gives those guys such confidence to act like that? I don’t think I’ve ever seen them training.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Gam Taeseong shook his head and said.

 

“Those guys don’t need to train, so they act like that.”

“Huh? What do you mean? If they’re not going to advance, why are they here?”

“Those guys have already advanced.”

“Huh? To 6th grade?”

“No. They’re 7th grade like us.”

“But you said they already advanced?”

“There are already people waiting in 6th, 5th, and 4th grades who will lose to them on purpose. They just need to challenge and beat those people to automatically move up, so why would they bother training hard?”

“Wow…”

 

Looking at Room 3, he had thought Museong Hall was still decent.

Was only Room 3 decent?

He looked around at the people gathered in the 7th Grade Dining Hall and asked.

 

“Is this everyone?”

“No. This isn’t everyone, maybe about half?”

 

No wonder there seemed to be fewer people training compared to the number of trainees present.

To think there was such massive corruption.

This was a flaw of the Seven Star Ascension System.

If they had just used the Seven Star Ascension Tower alone to determine grades, this wouldn’t have happened.

 

“The system of challenging higher-grade opponents was supposedly proposed and created by the current Military Advisor.”

“The current Military Advisor?”

“Yes.”

“Then he must have anticipated this kind of problem would arise?”

“I think so too, but seeing that he has no intention of fixing it, I suspect the Military Advisor introduced this system with some purpose in mind.”

 

He had a hunch.

A hunch that the Military Advisor was probably the biggest reason Heavenly Martial City was falling apart.

He thought he should look into Heavenly Martial City’s Military Advisor in detail later.

Just as they were about to get up after finishing their modest meal of rice and stir-fried bok choy.

 

“Hey.”

 

Someone approached the Room 3 trainees with a confrontational tone.

 

“I heard you guys have been training with black weights lately?”

 

Gam Taeseong stood up from his seat to block them and said.

 

“What’s the problem with that?”

“No, there’s no real problem. But are those all black weights? Or are they light weights painted black? I’m just curious. It’s not just me – everyone here would be curious, right?”

“Want me to show you?”

“Would you?”

 

At the other’s words, Gam Taeseong silently rolled up his sleeves.

There were two black weights attached there.

Gam Taeseong unfastened the black weights from his arms and handed them over.

 

“You wear these around?”

“Yes. I always wear them.”

 

With an expression of disbelief, he reached out to receive the black weights.

 

“Gasp!”

 

He felt tremendous weight.

He quickly circulated his internal power to keep from falling over.

His face turned red, embarrassed that his body had swayed.

With a wounded pride expression, he glared at Gam Taeseong and said.

 

“Originally, these should be worn without using internal power. If you use internal power to wear them, anyone here could wear them.”

“I’m not using internal power right now.”

“That’s nonsense!”

“If I used internal power, you’d be finished with the One Second Technique.”

 

Thinking those words were a provocation, the other person’s face looked ready to explode.

 

“Come out. I’ll make you regret what you just said.”

 

Museong Hall’s law: if there’s a problem, solve it with fists.

Gam Taeseong looked at Jeok Wigang.

When he grinned and nodded, Gam Taeseong said.

 

“Fine.”

 

The opponent was puzzled by Gam Taeseong’s behavior just now.

 

‘What? Wasn’t that guy the captain of Room 3? Why is he asking for permission from him?’

 

The fact that Gam Taeseong asked for permission meant that the person behind him must be stronger.

But now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

The Room 3 guys were all the same level anyway.

That guy would be one of them too.

Though he felt somewhat uneasy, the man tried to ignore it and followed Gam Taeseong out.

 

 

 

Seeing the seventh-rank trainees gathering in a circle, the Museong Hall administrators chuckled.

 

“Looks like there’s a fight after a long time.”

“It’s been quiet for a while, hasn’t it?”

“These days, Museong Hall lacks the blood-splattering passion and romance of the old days.”

“They’re seventh-rank kids. Nothing worth watching.”

 

Seeing that the sparring participants were seventh-rank trainees, the administrators soon lost interest and began doing their own tasks.

Inside the circle, Gam Taeseong and the man stood facing each other.

The man gave a cupped fist salute and said.

 

“I’m Ju Dogi of Yuktae Gate.”

“I’m Gam Taeseong of Hwiyang Gate.”

“My main weapon is the sword.”

“Mine is also the sword, but I won’t draw it.”

“What?”

 

Ju Dogi’s expression twisted menacingly.

 

“Don’t regret it later and draw your sword.”

“No need. Against someone like you, I don’t need a sword.”

 

If he drew his sword here, someone would be greatly disappointed.

That was more frightening.

 

“Fine. Since you brought this on yourself, don’t blame me later.”

“I won’t blame you.”

 

Shing-.

 

“Then let’s begin.”

“Yes. Start!”

 

Whoosh-.

 

Gam Taeseong’s form instantly moved in front of Ju Dogi.

Thud-!

With one punch, he laid Ju Dogi flat on the ground.

The arena fell silent at the sudden turn of events.

No one opened their mouth.

Their gazes alternated between Gam Taeseong standing there as if it were natural, and Ju Dogi who had fainted while foaming at the mouth.

Ju Dogi was by no means a weak person.

He was the captain of Room 5 and someone who trained quite diligently.

The reason he had gotten angry at the Room 3 trainee was simple.

He had mistakenly thought they were treating training as a joke.

Then when he learned the black weights were real, he realized his mistake, but with so many eyes watching, he couldn’t easily admit it and move on.

As the administrators had predicted, the duel ended far too easily.

Gam Taeseong silently moved to Jeok Wigang and bowed his head.

 

“It’s finished.”

“Well done. If you had gone beyond this technique, I wouldn’t have let it slide.”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Gam Taeseong felt a chill run down his spine.

Indeed, subduing him in one strike had been the right answer.

For the trainees present, it was shocking to see Gam Taeseong, who had displayed such powerful technique, bowing his head to someone.

There was someone stronger than Gam Taeseong?

Or was he the son of someone so high-ranking that Gam Taeseong had to bow his head?

All sorts of thoughts flashed through the trainees’ minds.

The shock was felt by the trainees who were training earnestly, while those already scheduled to advance saw it as mere entertainment.

 

“That guy is really strong.”

“I should tell Father later to recruit him.”

“Huh? I was thinking the same thing.”

“I thought of it first.”

 

They were fighting over such things.

Unaware that Jeok Wigang was listening to everything and watching them with frightening eyes.

 

 

 

A few days later.

Many people had changed, which caught his attention.

However, most of those who had changed weren’t the type who should be in a place like this.

They had a cunning feeling, as if they had experienced all sorts of hardships?

Then Gam Taeseong spoke.

 

“They’re Cloud Ladders.”

“Cloud Ladders?”

“Yes. Those are the ones who go up and help others advance for money. The term used to refer to them is Cloud Ladders. They’ll probably advance and go up again in a few days.”

 

It was absurd.

There were even those who moved professionally.

 

‘Ah, Grandfather…’

 

Heavenly Martial City was being shaken from its very roots.

If this continued, it could become a house that collapses after being eaten away by termites.

To hear the detailed circumstances, he needed to hear the story from those Cloud Ladders’ mouths.

 

“Is it possible to change rooms?”

 

At Jeok Wigang’s words, Gam Taeseong nodded.

 

“It’s possible with the administrators’ permission, but it costs money.”

“What?”

“You’re trying to go to a room with Cloud Ladders, aren’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Then you’ll have to slip them money. The administrators receive money that the Cloud Ladders pay up, so they don’t send just anyone to the Cloud Ladders.”

 

Just how far did the corruption go?

It was one obstacle after another.

While there were such scoundrels, there were also good people like these.

So there was still hope.

Today, the Room 3 trainees looked particularly endearing to Jeok Wigang.

 

“Tomorrow, all of you challenge the higher grades.”

“What?”

“Go up first. I’ll follow soon.”

“Understood.”

 

The Room 3 trainees felt relieved hearing that Jeok Wigang would follow.

 

“Anyone who fails, be prepared. You know?”

“Yes! That absolutely won’t happen!”

“Good. Everyone take one of these, do your qi circulation and breathing, then sleep.”

“What is this?”

“You’ve worked hard, so you need to nourish your body. It’s good stuff. Eat it.”

 

If Jeok Wigang said it was good, then it must be good.

The trainees put it in their mouths without complaint.

And as they began qi circulation and breathing as Jeok Wigang instructed.

They almost jumped up from their seats in surprise.

The energy of the elixir spread throughout their bodies, but they had never felt such refreshing and clear energy before.

It wasn’t an ordinary elixir.

After finishing their qi circulation and breathing, they all opened their eyes with expressions of amazement.

 

“Wh-what is this?”

“Yeah. Medicinal tonic.”

“M-medicinal tonic? This isn’t just at the level of a simple tonic!”

“That’s right. My internal energy increased by half a cycle. How is this a simple medicinal tonic?”

“Hey. It’s nothing special. If you work hard in Sixth Grade too, I’ll give you something even better than this.”

 

A being who gave spirit pills that increased internal energy by half a cycle and didn’t think much of it.

It was marvelous.

What exactly was his identity?

He certainly didn’t seem to have an ordinary status.

 

“Why are you staring like that?”

“We’re curious about your identity.”

 

When everyone looked at him with truly curious expressions, Jeok Wigang chuckled.

 

“Don’t worry about others’ identities and just do well yourselves. Being this weak, can you survive this harsh jianghu life?”

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