The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

“Blood Bear Blade Im Ung. He’s someone who neglects defense during combat and uses purely offensive martial arts, charging forward recklessly without regard for consequences. Because of this, he often sees blood and likes to show it off deliberately. His true martial arts are evaluated as quite excellent, with external arts trained to the extreme and blade techniques forged through real combat.”

“What’s the name of his blade technique?”

“It’s called Bear Claw Blade.”

“Bear Claw Blade… bear claws?”

“Yes.”

“It’s quite sensational and irregular blade work, but that’s all it is. It’s slower and cruder than junior Seo-ryeon’s sword, so there shouldn’t be any major problems dealing with it.”

“How did such a person become a Palggang candidate?”

“That’s because of the Iron Cloth Shirt that Blood Bear Blade has mastered.”

“Iron Cloth Shirt – you mean that external art that makes skin as hard as iron?”

“You know about Iron Cloth Shirt?”

“Yes.”

“Then do you perhaps also know about vital points?”

I may look like this, but I’ve read quite a few martial arts novels, so how could I not know about the vital points of external arts?

“I’ve heard that when you train external arts, your body becomes stronger, but as a backlash and side effect, one part of your body becomes noticeably weaker. A fatal weakness develops. That’s a vital point, isn’t it?”

“Correct. You know it precisely.”

“Hehe.”

When I grinned happily at my favorite’s praise, Cheon-gang suddenly glanced at Eok I-geon.

Huh?

I unconsciously followed that gaze and met Eok I-geon’s cold stare head-on.

Ah shit, what a shock!

Why are his eyes filled with that scary intensity again?

I reflexively quickly lowered my eyes and stepped away from Eok I-geon.

“If you know about vital points, do you perhaps also know how to find them?”

“Can’t you just keep hitting around until you figure it out?”

“That’s true in theory, but actually finding vital points in real combat is very difficult. Especially in Seolha’s case, with such a severe lack of experience, it’s practically impossible.”

In the novels I read, everyone easily found vital points.

I guess that was protagonist buff after all.

“Then how should I deal with Im Ung?”

“Internal heavy hand technique.”

It was Eok I-geon who answered my question.

“The weakness of external arts is the interior. So you must strike the inside, not the outside.”

After finishing his brief explanation, Eok I-geon gave a signal, and a waiting maid brought over a jar and set it down on the floor.

It was filled with water.

Why a jar all of a sudden?

My confusion was brief – Eok I-geon suddenly lightly tapped the center of the jar with the back of his hand.

Perhaps because of the water inside, it didn’t make a loud sound.

But the next moment, with a cracking sound, the back of the jar broke and water came pouring out.

Eok I-geon had hit the front, but strangely, it was the back that broke.

Is this the internal heavy hand technique?

When Eok I-geon gestured, a new jar was placed in front of us again.

“This time, watch from above.”

“Yes.”

I did as he instructed, approaching closely and looking down at the jar from above.

My now-familiar face was reflected on the calm water surface.

Thump!

Eok I-geon stepped forward and lightly touched the jar with his palm as if pushing it.

“Huh?”

The jar’s outer surface was unharmed.

The inside, however, was completely different.

The water contained in the jar began to churn and surge.

That wasn’t the end of it.

The water that had been rippling like rough waves soon formed a whirlpool and eventually broke the back of the jar.

Even seeing it again, it was truly a mysterious phenomenon.

“Will I be able to do this?”

Eok I-geon made it look easy, but it couldn’t possibly be easy.

Eok I-geon, who had been quietly watching me lack confidence, suddenly clapped his hands.

Clap clap!

Then dozens of maids entered the training grounds in a line.

Each of them carried a large jar in their arms.

No way.

Soon dozens of jars were lined up on the floor.

“You must succeed by today. Can you do it?”

Um, what happens if I can’t?

I couldn’t bring myself to ask back and just swallowed hard.

Internal energy was a field I was confident in, but that was when competing with quantity.

This was clearly a martial art where delicate control determined the outcome.

“The key is to push your energy in after your fist makes contact, then make it explode. Try it.”

That one sentence was all the instruction he gave, which was frustrating beyond belief, but I had no other choice.

I had to trust Eok I-geon.

“But why jars?”

No matter how important martial arts practice was, one jar per punch seemed too wasteful.

How much does all this cost?

And isn’t cleaning up a bit troublesome?

I could already hear the Yeong-eun Hall maids complaining.

“Though not exactly like a human body, it’s quite similar. Human flesh is also filled with blood like these jars.”

“Ah.”

Now that I heard it, they were quite similar.

“Do you have more questions?”

“No.”

Having satisfied my curiosity, I stood in front of a jar and let out a long breath.

Let’s try this.

I can do it!

Cheonma said I had talent too.

I hypnotized myself and threw my fist with all my might.

“…!”

But what rang in my ears was the sound of the jar shattering completely.

And I got drenched in water.

“Next!”

Cold bastard.

I got soaked and he doesn’t even ask if I’m okay.

I bit my innocent lips hard and moved to the next jar.

Here goes!

I tried to cheer myself up, but the result was the same this time too.

There was no time to get discouraged by failure.

“Next! Next! Next!”

From then on, the training grounds were filled with a series of “next!”

“Bring more!”

Even after breaking all the prepared jars, it wasn’t enough – dozens more jars were laid out in front of me once again.

I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the maids who had to keep carrying these heavy things because of me.

Since I had been in the same position as them until recently, I really wanted to do well.

However, that wasn’t something I could achieve through willpower alone.

The ground beneath my feet was filled with puddles and pottery shards.

Steam was rising from my body.

The same pattern repeated over and over again.

“Huff, huff.”

Perhaps because I had used too much internal energy, I was gasping for breath.

My hands were throbbing, and when I looked at them, they were glowing red hot.

Damn it.

Do I really have talent?

“Next!”

Eok I-geon showed no mercy.

His training method that didn’t even give me rest made me furious, but on the other hand, it sparked my fighting spirit.

Fine, let’s see who wins between you and me!

I took a deep breath, straightened my back, and stood in front of the jar.

Clang! Crash!

It broke again.

I now looked like a drowned rat.

I feel like I can do it!

I feel like I can do it, but why!

I threw my fist once more.

Thud!

Just how much longer do I have to… huh? Thud?

As I moved to the side, my eyes widened.

“…!”

The jar I had just punched and passed by—it didn’t break. No water splashed either.

Really?

I quickly approached and examined the back of the jar.

Amazing!

Water was streaming out from the back.

What’s happening!

“I, I succeeded!”

When I hurriedly turned around, Eok I-geon nodded, confirming it was so.

“Kyaah!”

A scream of joy burst out involuntarily. I couldn’t believe I had done it.

I actually thought it would take several more days.

‘I really do have talent!’

Sorry for doubting you, Uncle Cheonma.

“…Gasp! My apologies.”

After stomping my feet in excitement, I belatedly realized I was with Eok I-geon.

I hurriedly bowed my head in apology.

“No. You worked hard.”

Eok I-geon’s voice, which had been so cold, became as sweet as honey.

Not only that.

“Well done.”

Eok I-geon smiled and patted my head.

This was the second time for Eok I-geon, who never touched others’ heads except when crushing skulls.

Is he perhaps seriously ill somewhere?

Though he was a supreme master who had reached the extreme demon realm, I couldn’t help but have reasonable doubts.

My heart pounding was also problematic.

‘I must have used too much internal energy.’

Thump thump thump!

Blood Bear Im Ung actually mimicked a bear as he charged at me and immediately swung his blade.

He showed no signs of fear or hesitation just because I was Cheonma’s disciple.

Only his naked desire for victory was clearly visible.

Swoooosh!

Im Ung continued his fierce assault.

They said he paid almost no attention to defense during combat, and he truly seemed completely absorbed in slashing at me.

“The core of footwork is eyesight. No matter what happens, you must watch your opponent’s attack to the very end before dodging.”

Eok I-geon’s coaching was for me to dodge Im Ung’s blade first, regardless of the Demon Phoenix Heavy Water Method or anything else.

It wasn’t simply tucking my tail and running away, but moving by anticipating the direction of his blade in advance.

Though I was slightly startled by my first real combat, fortunately Im Ung’s blade tip was clearly visible to my eyes.

Thank you, Seo-ryeon.

My sparring with her had been more helpful than expected.

Compared to Seo-ryeon’s swift sword, Im Ung’s blade was far too slow.

This much is a piece of cake.

As my mind relaxed, my footwork naturally unfolded.

Demon Phoenix Flying Flow Step.

A single phoenix gracefully flapped its wings and soared as if gliding.

This was the first time Mahu’s martial arts were displayed before countless demons.

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