The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110. You Son of a Bitch!

 

 

His face was blackened and scorched by flames.

His clothes were burned black here and there, and even his hair was singed in places.

Ha Mu-baek looked like someone who had just escaped from a pit of fire.

“Damn, I really thought I was going to die.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke with genuine feeling.

Ha Mu-baek’s eyes flickered with a fierce light.

This was the savage appearance from his days on the battlefield, constantly radiating killing intent.

“H-how… from within those flames…”

Sam Ryeong-ju couldn’t finish his words.

And for good reason.

A man he was certain had died completely had returned alive and well.

“How could you return so unharmed…?”

Sam Ryeong-ju muttered with a dazed expression of disbelief.

“You son of a bitch. Look at my state. Does this look unharmed to you? I really thought about death for the first time in my life. Impressive. Very impressive.”

Thud.

The ground shook with Ha Mu-baek’s True Step as he took one step forward.

Sam Ryeong-ju staggered backward.

Pure white Sword Aura formed on Ha Mu-baek’s blade.

Seeing this, Sam Ryeong-ju trembled all over.

Fear of the enemy’s tremendous power whose limits he couldn’t fathom, and fear of the death he faced before his eyes.

It was because of these two things.

Gung So-yu looked at Sam Ryeong-ju’s state with fresh eyes.

To think that this formidable enemy who seemed ready to slaughter them all, whom they couldn’t oppose, was now trembling in fear like this.

She realized just how great and remarkable the person called Ha Mu-baek, who had been treating her and her father, truly was.

Thud.

The True Step rang out once more.

Ha Mu-baek raised his sword, pointing it at Sam Ryeong-ju.

At that moment.

A strange light appeared in Sam Ryeong-ju’s eyes.

He had seen it.

The Gang Qi at the tip of Ha Mu-baek’s sword trembling ever so slightly.

If this were the Ha Mu-baek he knew, such a thing would never happen.

“Th-that’s right. Yes. There’s no way you’d be unharmed from that explosion! It was seven Ten Thousand Heaven Blood Thunder and Ten Thousand Heaven Golden Chain Explosive Thunder! Attack!”

At Sam Ryeong-ju’s urgent command, all the remaining Demon Cult members rushed toward Ha Mu-baek.

Nine surviving squad leaders and about fifty cultists that Ha Mu-baek hadn’t dealt with outside.

All sixty Demon Cult bastards flew toward Ha Mu-baek.

“These damn bastards.”

Ha Mu-baek’s left hand went into his chest and came back out.

His last remaining ten throwing knives became streaks of light and took the necks of ten men.

However, Ha Mu-baek didn’t move from that spot.

Because the leader bastard who had ordered the attack on him was watching for an opportunity to strike from behind.

Eliminating all those damn bastards was important, but more important was protecting those behind him.

He didn’t know how things had come to this.

When you think about it, wasn’t it just a relationship between patient and healer?

But why did he have to protect them even through such life-threatening ordeals?

The answer was yes.

He had formed a connection with them, and in the last war, he had received help from those related to them.

Then he had to repay that help.

With that thought, Ha Mu-baek swung his sword.

Clang. Clang.

The sound of sword clashing against sword rang out.

He quickly parried the swords thrusting at his limbs from all directions.

He stepped back slightly, then returned to his original position.

His swinging sword pierced through two men’s chests.

He sent Gwon-gang into the groin of a man trying to leap over him, turning it to mush.

Demon Cult members fell one after another as he countered all attacks from above, below, left, and right, followed by successive counterattacks.

When the number of survivors reached twenty.

They paused for a moment.

“M-monster…”

Someone muttered.

Just returning alive from that place made him a monster.

But to show such tremendous strength in that condition.

“He’s tired too! Press the attack!”

Sam Ryeong-ju shouted desperately. While doing so, he stealthily approached the Gung family father and daughter.

Ha Mu-baek’s eyes flashed sharply.

He moved exactly one step to block Sam Ryeong-ju’s path.

“Grr.”

Sam Ryeong-ju gritted his teeth.

“You bastard. I’ve met you before, haven’t I? Where were you stationed? The Ten Commands?”

The Ten Commands.

They were the Demon Cult Sect Leader’s direct elite forces.

They were strong, stealthy, and cunning.

Those who had tormented Ha Mu-baek terribly in the last war.

Of course, he had smashed them all.

“You don’t need to know!”

Sam Ryeong-ju shouted desperately.

“Looking at this despicable behavior, you’re not First Command or Second Command. Judging from your martial arts level earlier, you’re still from the upper commands. Third Command, perhaps?”

Sam Ryeong-ju flinched at Ha Mu-baek’s muttering.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t miss that reaction.

“Samryeong Corps, then. Don’t tell me you’re Sam Ryeong-ju? Looking at the numbers, it seems like the entire Samryeong Corps came.”

“You have a good eye.”

Having deduced this much, denying it would be ridiculous, so Sam Ryeong-ju readily admitted it.

“Hah. When did these damn cockroach bastards gather all two hundred again? I definitely dealt with all the Ten Commands completely.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke with a voice mixed with irritation and anger.

“If Samryeong Corps has fully recovered its two hundred… I have to assume the rest of the Ten Commands have all recovered too. Crazy. So there are two thousand Demon Cult bastards? Ha.”

Ha Mu-baek muttered in a fierce voice and glared at Sam Ryeong-ju with murderous eyes.

Then he muttered as if he had realized something.

“Right. I remember now. When I took that Sect Leader bastard’s head, about thirty bastards escaped. You son of a bitch. You were one of them!”

At Ha Mu-baek’s shout, Sam Ryeong-ju seemed to flinch but instead shouted desperately.

“That’s right! You evil bastard! Our Demon Cult is eternal and immortal! Heavenly Demon’s Descent! Ten Thousand Demons Bow Down! Blood Washes the World!”

Sam Ryeong-ju even recited the Demon Cult’s maxims.

“Bullshit! If ten thousand demons bow down, then play with demon-like bastards. Why the hell do you want to wash the world with blood! Crazy bastards.”

Pure white Sword Aura surged forth from Ha Mu-baek’s sword once again.

The end pointed toward Sam Ryeong-ju.

“He’s exhausted! Attack!”

This time he didn’t tremble with fear. His eyes were dyed black with demonic energy.

He raised his sword dripping with black demonic energy.

At his command, the remaining ones rushed toward Ha Mu-baek again.

A sword thrust forward.

He dodged.

And stabbed back.

One bastard clutched his throat and collapsed.

Another aimed for his waist and slashed with his sword.

He deflected it lightly.

Slash.

At the same time, he struck down and split the chest.

Blood scattered as the man fell.

He steadily reduced the number of these damn bastards.

Even so, Ha Mu-baek’s white sword aura remained unwavering.

However.

Ha Mu-baek bit his teeth slightly with a calm expression.

Pain that felt like his dantian would shatter spread throughout his body.

The internal energy he had was already used up protecting his body from flames and escaping.

He was fighting by scraping together the internal energy that remained bit by bit in his blood meridians.

For anyone else, it would be less than a handful of internal energy, but for Ha Mu-baek, it was enough to create gang qi.

However, he couldn’t maintain it for long.

That’s why he had attempted conversation asking about the opponent’s identity in the middle.

Originally, given Ha Mu-baek’s personality, once he confirmed they were demonic cult members, he would have cut them down without question.

During that brief conversation, the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method did its best to gather internal energy, and some internal energy accumulated in his dantian.

He had just consumed all of it.

His dantian was crying out again, which was the pain from moments ago.

Excluding Sam Ryeong-ju, eight remained.

The sight of that bastard called Ryeong-ju only giving orders from behind his subordinates was irritating.

The aura of the remaining eight was different from those before.

They were probably the ones called squad leaders.

“Deploy the Heaven Slaying Eight Demon Formation!”

At Sam Ryeong-ju’s shout, the movement of the eight bastards changed.

The ones who had been attacking with combined combat techniques became more systematic in their movements.

Fortunately, there was a brief respite while they prepared the formation.

During that time, he hurriedly operated the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method to gather some internal energy.

The eight attacked from all directions according to the formation’s movements.

One thing – Ha Mu-baek didn’t give up his rear.

Behind him were people he had to protect.

Even though they couldn’t completely surround Ha Mu-baek, the formation moved smoothly and pressed him.

The combined internal energy of eight created tremendous pressure transmitted to Ha Mu-baek.

However.

Because he had the internal energy he’d just recovered.

Ha Mu-baek drew up all his internal energy at once.

Against such formations, dragging out time would be disadvantageous for Ha Mu-baek.

Internal energy explosively burst from his entire body as Ha Mu-baek stepped toward the center of his enemies.

His ki sense still monitored Sam Ryeong-ju’s movements.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword moved.

It was the first time today at this place.

The first time he deployed proper sword technique instead of just wildly swinging with sword aura.

Infinite Adaptable Eight Absolute Sword Technique.

The profound mystery of sword technique unfolded in an instant.

From the first absolute to the eighth absolute unfolded in the blink of an eye.

The result was.

Spurting.

Fountains of blood gushing from eight places.

The eight squad leaders deploying the Heaven Slaying Eight Demon Formation each clutched their throats and died instantly.

It truly happened in an instant.

At Ha Mu-baek’s overwhelming display, Sam Ryeong-ju couldn’t accept the reality before his eyes and stood with a blank expression.

“Whew.”

Ha Mu-baek took a deep breath in that gap.

He gathered another handful of internal energy.

“Grr!”

Sam Ryeong-ju, who quickly came to his senses, threw his sword filled with demonic energy toward Ha Mu-baek.

A sword thrown with all his might.

Ha Mu-baek struck it away with his sword imbued with sword aura.

Whiiish!

The sword that seemed to fly powerlessly to the opposite side came flying back again.

“Qi Control Sword…”

Ha Mu-baek muttered as he watched the sword’s movement.

The opponent was displaying an upper tier realm that could only be achieved upon reaching the transcendent level.

This was definitely not an easy opponent.

For the usual Ha Mu-baek, it wouldn’t have been difficult, but for Ha Mu-baek who had just gathered a mere handful of internal energy, it wasn’t easy.

Sam Ryeong-ju gritted his teeth.

Now only he remained.

He had used everything he had. If he couldn’t escape somehow here, he would die.

But that monster didn’t seem like he would let him escape.

There was only one thing he hadn’t used yet.

He had to use it.

In truth, even if he escaped, he was a dead man.

Having lost the entire Third Command, the Dae Ryeong-ju wouldn’t let him live.

The moment Sam Ryeong-ju’s blackened eyes flickered.

His internal energy explosively increased, and demonic energy also gushed out madly.

Kuaaaang!

The sword, no different from a mass of demonic energy, flew with an eerie sound.

Ha Mu-baek thrust his sword with all his might, but.

Crash!

Ha Mu-baek’s sword aura was mercilessly shattered.

The body protection energy he’d drawn up throughout his body also shattered as Ha Mu-baek tumbled backward.

“Cough.”

Ha Mu-baek spat blood.

Because he blocked with all his might, all the demonic energy coating Sam Ryeong-ju’s sword dissipated, but as if nothing had happened, demonic energy billowed up again.

Demonic energy mixed with gang qi.

Demonic Gang Qi.

It glowed ominously and eerily.

“Kehehehe. As expected, you’ve run out of strength too. So that was it. Just one last step. I just needed to take that one step! Kahahaha!”

Seeing Ha Mu-baek tumble, Sam Ryeong-ju burst into mad laughter.

His body was surrounded by demonic gang qi with black energy surging.

Ha Mu-baek immediately recognized the enemy’s condition.

“Black Demon Blood Sleep Curse….”

“Kekek. As expected, you recognize it. I never thought I’d awaken this thing. I burst it out in a life-or-death struggle. It was the best choice. Kekeke. Now just die!”

Ssssseeeek!

Once again, the demonic gang qi sword flew forth with qi control.

Ha Mu-baek truly scraped together every bit of internal energy in his body.

A small sword aura bloomed pure white.

Infinite Eight Severing Sword Sea, Eighth Severance.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword moved.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!!!

With a tremendous explosion, Ha Mu-baek rolled backward miserably.

Sam Ryeong-ju’s sword also flew backward.

Sam Ryeong-ju caught it lightly.

Once again, demonic gang qi bloomed on the sword.

He walked forward step by step.

“Kekeke. How convenient that you’re all gathered here. I can kill you all at once.”

Sam Ryeong-ju spoke with a murderous smile.

Ha Mu-baek had already collapsed right in front of Gung Mu-hyeok and Gung So-yu.

Step by step.

Intoxicated with victory, Sam Ryeong-ju slowly approached Ha Mu-baek.

Ha Mu-baek gritted his teeth and tried to prop himself up from the ground.

Except for when he first entered Gangho, when had he ever exhausted all his internal energy like this?

His dantian was about to crack.

To think he’d be reduced to this state by a mere Sam Ryeong-ju of the Demon Cult.

Still, since there were those behind him he had to protect, he had to give his all.

Shattering his dantian was the last resort.

The moment he decided to first draw upon his innate true energy.

Ha Mu-baek felt a cold sensation in his left hand.

Glancing down, he saw that Gung So-yu had pressed something into his hand.

The identity of that object was.

The very thing that had driven him into such a corner.

He had seen how to use it. And he had heard what Sam Ryeong-ju said to Gung So-yu.

‘Inject internal energy and press.’

Fortunately, a thread-thin amount of internal energy remained.

At least enough to press this.

Sam Ryeong-ju had already reached within two zhang of Ha Mu-baek.

At Sam Ryeong-ju’s distance, one sword strike could now kill all those before his eyes.

The moment he thought this.

Ha Mu-baek extended his left hand toward Sam Ryeong-ju.

“Hah. What are you doing… Th, that is…!.”

Sam Ryeong-ju, who had been letting out a scornful laugh, turned deathly pale upon confirming what was in Ha Mu-baek’s hand.

Ten Thousand Heaven Golden Chain Explosive Thunder.

It was aimed at him.

“Eek!”

He kicked off the ground with all his might, trying to pull back his body.

Click.

Ha Mu-baek pressed the button with his finger infused with internal energy.

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