The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 116

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Chapter 116. I Need Teaching

 

 

Elder Brother?

Suddenly?

The people here were obvious.

His own group, and the group from Maengryong Corps Seventh Group.

Those two groups were all there was.

Well, one silver coin admission fee was excessively expensive just to see these ruins.

How many people would pay that money to see this?

Anyway, there was no elder brother of that child in his group.

That was natural.

Then one of those guys must be this child’s elder brother.

Could coincidence be this remarkable?

Of all things.

Beom Il-so frowned slightly.

Dan Mok Un-hye discovered her elder brother and ran quickly toward him.

The cadets of Maengryong Corps Seventh Group who were just entering the Ascension Site were startled.

An unexpected person was running toward them.

Most of those here were acquainted with Dan Mok Un-hye, weren’t they?

“U-Un-hye?”

Dan Mok Un-rae was startled.

This wasn’t a place where that child should be. To enter, one had to pay a fortune of one silver coin.

How surprised he had been when he heard that amount. He had said it wouldn’t do and that he’d go back, but was practically dragged in by Dang Jin-san.

But Un-hye was already here first.

“How are you here?”

Dan Mok Un-rae asked, blinking his eyes.

“Ah, well. That is…”

She had run with all her might in joy at finding her elder brother, but suddenly found herself at a loss for words at the question she received.

“Was that girl your younger sibling?”

Then Beom Il-so approached.

The gazes of Dan Mok Un-rae and his group turned to him.

They knew well who he was.

He was the opponent that Dan Mok Un-rae himself had eliminated in the last Hatuje.

The strike that caught him off guard had worked. It was truly a moment when heavenly fortune had helped.

“Beom Il-so. Why are you?”

At Dan Mok Un-rae’s question, Beom Il-so shrugged his shoulders.

“Ah, well. Elder Brother. This person let me enter this place…”

Dan Mok Un-rae frowned.

The title “Elder Brother” that she didn’t even use at home, and even honorific speech.

Dan Mok Un-hye was being mindful of those around her and acting appropriately since she was with strangers.

Even when she first spotted Dan Mok Un-rae, “Elder Brother” had slipped out rather than “Oppa.”

It was because Beom Il-so and his group were present.

Dan Mok Un-rae’s gaze turned to Beom Il-so again.

“Beom Il-so. Why did you?”

The same question as before.

But the meaning it carried was different.

“Come to think of it, I never asked her name. Dan Mok isn’t a common surname.”

Instead of answering Dan Mok Un-rae’s question, Beom Il-so rambled about something else. As if he had forgotten.

At that sight, a man shook his head and stepped forward.

“Well, there was a bit of commotion, you see. But I never imagined she’d be your younger sibling, Dan Mok Un-rae.”

It was Sa Pyeong-ju, a Waryong Corps cadet from Seonyu Valley.

“Huh? Sa Pyeong-ju? Come to think of it, all of Waryong Corps 1st Group came.”

Dang Jin-san stepped forward.

It seemed the two people with the best social skills who got along well with others from Waryong Corps 1st Group and Maengryong Corps Seventh Group had stepped up.

“The rumors were so amazing that we couldn’t just stay put. So then.”

Sa Pyeong-ju’s explanation began, and as the story progressed, Dan Mok Un-rae’s expression softened.

Soon he was looking at Beom Il-so with an apologetic face.

“I didn’t know that was the case. I’m sorry. And thank you. I’ll definitely repay the one silver coin someday.”

Dan Mok Un-rae gave a cupped fist salute and bowed his waist.

“But. Where did that bastard go? The one who pushed our Un-hye.”

Dang Jin-san asked with a fierce frown.

But how could they find someone who had already run away desperately?

“I’ve memorized his face, so I’ll let you know if I run into him.”

Beom Il-so said as if spitting out the words.

Dang Jin-san looked at him. With an expression full of surprise on his face.

“But what business does Maengryong Corps have here?”

A man interjected.

It was Ma Rip from Cheolgi Workshop. With a sturdy build and bulging muscles.

“Same business as you guys, it seems? And there’s also one from Jamryong Corps mixed in.”

Baek Ri-pyeong answered with a grin.

“It’s nothing much.”

Ma Rip said while glancing at Namgung Ji-hu.

His gaze toward Baek Ri-pyeong wasn’t entirely pleasant.

It couldn’t be helped, since Ma Rip had been eliminated by Baek Ri-pyeong in the last Hatuje.

It wasn’t like Beom Il-so who had been defeated by his opponent’s luck, but purely by skill.

How much scolding had he endured at Cheolgi Workshop during the break period after the first half ended?

“You’ll participate in the Winter Tournament, right?”

Ma Rip asked while looking at Baek Ri-pyeong.

“Of course.”

“It’ll be different from last time.”

Leaving those words, Ma Rip strode away. His direction was toward the exit of the Ascension Site.

His back was burning with fighting spirit.

He was probably heading toward the Training Ground.

“Why is he suddenly acting like that? Sorry about that.”

Sa Pyeong-ju apologized to Baek Ri-pyeong on his behalf.

“What’s there to apologize for when a warrior shows competitive spirit? Dan Mok Un-rae. Prepare yourself for this Winter Tournament. You won’t be as lucky as last time.”

This time it was Beom Il-so.

But he didn’t leave like Ma Rip. Rather, he approached the ruins of the separate building once more and examined them this way and that.

“Uh, well. Elder Brother?”

Dan Mok Un-hye looked at Dan Mok Un-rae, sensing the unusual atmosphere.

“It’s nothing special. It’s not like we’re particularly on bad terms.”

Dan Mok Un-rae spoke nonchalantly as if to reassure his younger sibling.

Only then did Dan Mok Un-hye let out a sigh of relief as if her mind was at ease, and her gaze turned toward the back.

There were Namgung Ji-hu and Ju U-myeong.

People Dan Mok Un-hye had never met before.

“But who are those people…?”

Dan Mok Un-hye glanced back with a slightly flushed face.

At that sight, Dang Jin-san wore a mischievous smile.

“Well, well. Our Un-hye. You have quite high standards when it comes to men. I see you only point out the handsome ones?”

Dan Mok Un-hye’s face turned bright red at Dang Jin-san’s words.

“Ah, Uncle…”

“Ah. So someone with ordinary looks like me is just an uncle now. I’m sure you called me Elder Brother before. But after seeing those handsome guys, I look like an uncle again.”

Dang Jin-san’s teasing continued.

“Stop it.”

It was Yeon Ha-min who stepped forward.

“Don’t mind him. Un-hye.”

“Sister!”

Dan Mok Un-hye finally noticed Yeon Ha-min and ran to embrace her.

“You seem much healthier. That’s a relief.”

“I’m so happy to see you. Sister. Please come visit sometimes.”

Dan Mok Un-rae watched this scene in a daze.

What on earth was going on?

He was sure he had come to see traces of the Fire Dragon.

“You’re all having fun, aren’t you?”

Sa Pyeong-ju smiled warmly at the sight.

“Well, more or less.”

Nak U-jin replied as if it was nothing special.

“Then Miss Un-hye?”

Sa Pyeong-ju stepped forward and called to Dan Mok Un-hye.

“Yes?”

“You seem to have gotten healthier after receiving the Fire Dragon’s qi energy?”

Sa Pyeong-ju knelt on one knee and asked while meeting her gaze.

“I’m not sure yet. But I should get better. Thank you so much.”

Dan Mok Un-hye bowed her waist once more.

It was an action that naturally brought a smile to one’s face.

“Though I may be lacking, I’ve learned a bit of medical arts…”

Sa Pyeong-ju smiled at her and tried to bring up his business.

Since she wasn’t in good health, he was thinking of examining her pulse and asking his sect for help.

This too was a kind of fate.

“Ah, right. You’re from Seonyu Valley, weren’t you?”

Dang Jin-san spoke as if he just remembered.

It was Dan Mok Un-hye who reacted to those words.

With an extremely pleased expression.

At that sight, Sa Pyeong-ju tilted his head.

“If you’re from Seonyu Valley, do you happen to know Sister Gung So-yu?”

And at the name that suddenly popped out, Sa Pyeong-ju’s face hardened.

Why was that name coming from this child’s mouth?

“G-Gung So-yu? How does Miss Un-hye know that name?”

This time it was Dan Mok Un-hye who tilted her head.

Wondering why he had such a reaction upon hearing her sister’s name.

“I know because I met her.”

“Here in Muchang?”

Dan Mok Un-hye nodded at the following question.

Sa Pyeong-ju’s eyes shook violently.

As far as he knew, she was definitely the valley lord’s granddaughter receiving treatment in Bongok.

Why would she have met Dan Mok Un-hye in Muchang?

Since Dan Mok Un-hye had reacted to the name Seonyu Valley, it couldn’t be someone with the same name.

“She’s not someone who should be in Muchang, how…”

“Ah, she came for treatment because she has a similar illness to mine. To the instructor who’s treating me.”

The story flowed smoothly.

But the more he heard, the more confused he became.

At Sa Pyeong-ju’s appearance, Dan Mok Un-hye could only tilt her head, wondering what she had done wrong.

Leaving the group behind, Dan Mok Un-rae approached the ruins of the separate building.

Un-hye seemed to be in good hands with Yeon Ha-min, so there was nothing to worry about.

Ju U-myeong and Namgung Ji-hu also headed toward the ruins of the separate building.

“Your younger sibling is pretty.”

Ju U-myeong said with a slight smile.

“She is pretty.”

Dan Mok Un-rae answered calmly. However, he couldn’t hide the smile that formed at the corners of his mouth.

“How is it?”

Namgung Ji-hu looked around at Ju U-myeong and Dan Mok Un-rae and asked.

But what could they learn from looking like this?

It just looked like ruins remaining after a fire.

They couldn’t feel any dragon’s qi energy or anything like that from this place.

“We were fooled by a merchant. What dragon.”

Beom Il-so said with a frown.

Looking again, it was still just fire ruins and nothing more.

“But it wasn’t simply a fire. That night…”

At Namgung Ji-hu’s words, the other three remained silent.

They had no idea what had happened.

That’s why they came to see, but as expected, they didn’t know.

 

“I’ll say it once more, prepare for the tournament, Dan Mok Un-rae.”

Beom Il-so left those words and turned to head outside.

Following his movement, all the cadets of Waryong Corps 1st Group left the Fire Dragon Ascension Site.

Among them was the confused Sa Pyeong-ju as well.

“If a person did this. What kind of monster would that person be?”

When Namgung Ji-hu muttered while looking at the ruins.

All the remaining cadets gathered around him.

And they heard those words.

At the same time, the cadets of Seventh Group and Ju U-myeong thought of one person.

At least the most terrifying monster they knew.

 

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“What’s the matter?”

Wi Ji-gun, who was sweeping the Blue Stone Path with a broom, asked about the presence he felt behind him.

“I need guidance.”

Ha Mu-baek said briefly.

“What guidance for someone who has surpassed me.”

Wi Ji-gun smiled warmly and continued sweeping.

“It was too sudden, so my body isn’t adapting.”

“You’ll manage it soon enough.”

The rhythm of his sweeping remained unchanged.

“I’m not sure.”

“What are you talking about?”

When Ha Mu-baek spoke as if frustrated, only then did Wi Ji-gun stop sweeping with his broom.

His gaze turned toward Ha Mu-baek.

“I don’t know how strong I’ve become.”

Wi Ji-gun widened his eyes and looked at his disciple.

His disciple’s eyes were burning brightly.

“Huh.”

A hollow laugh escaped him.

“So what you’re saying is. Since you broke through this time and don’t know how much stronger you’ve become, you want to test it against this old master?”

“I need guidance.”

Ha Mu-baek repeated what he had said first.

“That’s guidance? Using your full power to your limit against your master?”

Wi Ji-gun asked again as if incredulous.

However, his expression was smiling.

An expression that showed he found this disciple admirable and endlessly proud.

His tone and expression were contradictory.

“Master should also break through your wall.”

“Hehe. Alright. Let’s have a go then!”

Wi Ji-gun answered heartily.

Then he started sweeping again.

“Um, Master?”

“Wait a bit. I need to finish up to that point today. I’m a worker, not an instructor.”

 

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Beom Il-so moved alone on a different path from the Waryong Corps cadets.

Before his eyes was Jang Han, whose face he had memorized today.

Why was this bastard in front of him?

How annoying.

“Hey. You.”

Called by Beom Il-so, he turned his head and upon confirming his opponent’s face, trembled all over his body.

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