The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 117

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Chapter 117. Excellent!

 

 

Beom Il-so looked back at the path he had come from.

His destination was a place that required passing through this cheap entertainment district.

Now he could pass through comfortably, but originally it had been the stronghold of low-quality street thugs.

At first, when he had walked through wearing ordinary clothes instead of his official uniform, not knowing anything, he had encountered those trivial bastards who demanded money.

Just some worthless street thugs.

So he had completely smashed all the street thugs on this street.

That was just two months ago.

It had happened right when the second half of Gyoryong Hall was beginning.

And now he had run into this bastard in this very place.

Seeing how terrified he became upon seeing him, this bastard must have been one of those street thugs too.

What should he do?

Darkness was already falling.

‘Are they still there?’

How annoying.

“S-sorry! P-please spare me! My lord!”

The man dropped to his knees with a thud and begged with all his might.

From his behavior, it seemed he had been severely beaten by him.

Then his earlier flight wasn’t because of people’s stares or the Gyoryong Hall official uniform, but because of Beom Il-so.

‘I spoke unnecessarily.’

There was no law saying he absolutely had to, but he preferred to keep his word when possible. Especially if the target was that bastard Dan Mok Un-rae.

‘Damn. I’m already short on time… but I have no choice.’

Beom Il-so made his decision.

“I won’t kill you.”

At Beom Il-so’s quiet words, a slight look of relief crossed the man’s face.

“But follow me.”

It quickly faded though.

Beom Il-so deliberately headed back toward the inn where the Fire Dragon Ascension Site was located.

The man walked trudgingly with his head hung low like a cow being dragged to slaughter.

Even though it had grown dark, there were still many people around the rope barrier.

Beom Il-so walked toward the entrance.

A warrior hired by the inn owner blocked his way.

“If you wish to go further, you must pay the viewing fee.”

“But I just came out a moment ago?”

“You still must pay.”

At the warrior’s firm words, Beom Il-so frowned slightly.

“Huh? Beom Il-so?”

Just then, the voice of someone who recognized him came from across the way.

It was Dang Jin-san.

“I don’t need to go in after all.”

It was the Maengryong Corps Seventh Group coming out of the Fire Dragon Ascension Site.

“About what I said earlier.”

Beom Il-so said, nodding toward the back.

“Huh?”

“I kept my word. Well then, I’m leaving.”

Beom Il-so turned and started to leave, while the man watched him, not knowing what to do.

Dang Jin-san quietly observed the man, then snapped his fingers.

“Ah! By any chance? That bastard? The one who pushed Un-hye?”

The cadets’ gazes turned toward Dan Mok Un-hye, and she nodded slightly.

“Oh ho.”

The Seventh Group cadets’ eyes gleamed menacingly.

Even Yeon Ha-min’s.

 

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Master and disciple left Muchang Castle at high speed.

To properly display their skills, a place without people would be better, so they headed for a nearby wild mountain where Ha Mu-baek usually cultivated.

“This is quite a decent place.”

They found a suitable clearing in the mountain forest. It seemed someone had once farmed here.

Now it was just an empty clearing with nothing. They seemed to have left due to depleted soil fertility.

Wi Ji-gun drew his sword first.

Ha Mu-baek also drew his sword.

Master and disciple pointed their swords at each other and glared.

For half an hour, the two master and disciple made no movement.

Gazes searching for each other’s openings.

Meanwhile, the air around the two changed.

Their clothes gradually began to billow.

Soon, due to the qi energy they had drawn up to the fullest, rough winds swirled between them.

Yet the two remained motionless.

Already, countless sword exchanges had passed between them.

Because they practiced the same martial arts and knew each other well, even without moving, they had already engaged in dozens of attacks and defenses.

When the tautly drawn qi energy reached its peak.

Thud.

Wi Ji-gun kicked off the ground first.

Instantly, blue sword aura enveloped his blade.

With momentum that seemed capable of splitting mountains, Wi Ji-gun’s sword fell toward Ha Mu-baek.

Ha Mu-baek also met it with his sword.

Pure white sword aura completely enveloped Ha Mu-baek’s blade.

Crash!!!

When sword met sword, a thunderous roar erupted as if a mountain were exploding.

A clash of aura against aura.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword aura shone even whiter, and Wi Ji-gun’s sword aura also gleamed piercingly blue.

A tense battle with not an inch of concession.

As if time had stopped, the two remained with their swords locked together.

Behind them, a fierce storm of internal energy raged.

The trees surrounding the clearing swayed violently.

The two looked at each other.

Wi Ji-gun’s lips curved into a smile.

And as if by agreement, both simultaneously withdrew.

This time it was Ha Mu-baek’s turn.

Just as he seemed to retreat, he charged forward again.

A lightning-fast sword strike aimed at his opponent’s heart.

Wi Ji-gun’s form disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage.

Suddenly.

A sword flying from Ha Mu-baek’s left side.

Ha Mu-baek disappearing while leaving a faint afterimage.

This time, the two exchanged offense and defense while displaying their movement techniques to the peak.

The Mugeuk Yeoui Movement Technique was unleashed to its extreme.

Truly a dizzying festival of light rays unfolded.

Clang! Clang clang!

In the process, sword auras clashing several times rang out with tremendous noise.

It was a different kind of collision from the thunderous roar from before.

“Excellent!”

Wi Ji-gun shouted as if excited.

Then he threw his sword far away. Following his master’s action, Ha Mu-baek also threw his sword.

Two swords spinning through the air and embedding side by side in the ground.

Gang qi gathered around both men’s fists.

Fists and feet wildly swinging toward each other at close range.

Mugeuk Combat Fighting.

The combat technique of Mugeuk Sword Gate, their sect, was unleashed.

Whoosh! Swish!

Fierce sounds of cutting through air grazed past each other’s faces and bodies.

The grazing of gang qi was sharp and keen, but couldn’t penetrate each other’s body protection energy.

Ha Mu-baek’s toes grazed past Wi Ji-gun’s nose tip, and Wi Ji-gun’s fist brushed Ha Mu-baek’s temple.

The movements of fists, feet, and bodies were so fast it was impossible to follow with the eyes.

The two exchanged offense and defense toward each other as if such extreme speed was natural.

Master and disciple who engaged in combat for a full quarter-hour without rest.

Once again, as if by agreement, they stepped back.

This time, the two paused briefly to catch their breath.

Despite having engaged in fierce combat that would have ordinary people drenched in sweat and gasping for breath, both men’s expressions remained calm.

“Indeed. Your senses haven’t adapted to your strengthened body yet.”

Wi Ji-gun nodded quietly and spoke.

There were minute discrepancies in Ha Mu-baek’s movements.

Perhaps because of that.

Wi Ji-gun had held the advantage in their confrontation so far.

“Still, moving to the extreme limit like this certainly makes adaptation faster than training alone.”

Ha Mu-baek’s words were correct.

The more he moved, the more the discrepancies decreased.

He had expected it would take several days to correct the sensory errors, but perhaps it could be finished today.

“There’s no training like real combat.”

When Wi Ji-gun extended his hand, his sword was drawn to it with a whoosh.

Ha Mu-baek also grasped his sword using Void Grasping.

“Then now, let’s see how much stronger you’ve become – pour it all out.”

The blue sword aura rising up reached three zhang (about 9 meters) in length.

From Ha Mu-baek’s sword, a dark-colored sword aura also rose to three zhang.

It was the first time today he was using the dark sword aura.

Boom! Crash crash boom!

The thunderous roar rang out once again.

Ha Mu-baek truly swung his sword with abandon.

He drew up all the internal energy in his body and poured it into his sword.

The dark color transformed into pitch-black darkness, savagely overwhelming Wi Ji-gun’s blue sword aura.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunderous sound of sword aura clashing with sword aura made the sky ring and the earth tremble.

The aftershock from each collision shook the surrounding trees as if they might break.

Wi Ji-gun was gradually pushed back.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand, and he gritted his teeth.

‘Already to this extent…’

His disciple’s strength was newly astonishing.

He had thought that by breaking through the wall this time, he had surpassed himself, but.

‘Perhaps he had already surpassed me.’

The experience of fighting through two wars and countless real battles.

The mental cultivation during the process of removing the scent of blood on Cheongran Island.

With just that alone, he probably would have surpassed himself.

And now he had even broken through the wall.

It seemed he would need to steel his resolve to keep up with his disciple’s training.

Wi Ji-gun’s clothes fluttered violently.

He truly drew up all the internal energy in his body.

Just like Ha Mu-baek had done last time to withstand the explosion of Ten Thousand Heaven Golden Chain Explosive Thunder.

He really scraped together even the internal energy permeating his blood meridians throughout his body.

He loaded all that gathered internal energy into one sword strike.

Infinite Eight Severing Sword Sea.

Eight Severance. Mugeuk.

He unleashed a sword containing the profound secret of his lifetime.

Ha Mu-baek gritted his teeth as he watched the sword flying toward him.

He could naturally feel the tremendous force contained in the sword.

That wasn’t all.

The movement of the sword contained extremely deep and mysterious secrets.

It was a sword technique he knew well too.

The sect’s sword technique he had learned and mastered from his master.

The final form of Infinite Eight Severing Sword Sea, Eight Severance.

Mugeuk.

Ha Mu-baek also unleashed it.

Mugeuk.

A secret he had learned from his master, but now interpreted somewhat differently than his master.

Whooooooooo.

As the two swords drew closer, an ominous resonance shook all directions.

Finally.

CRASHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Truly a heaven-splitting roar shook and rang throughout heaven and earth in all directions.

 

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“What? What is it?”

He had made the man who pushed his younger sibling pay an appropriate price, and brought her home.

On the way, he had also met Elder Bang. He said he was on his way to look for Un-hye at Mother’s request.

After bringing Un-hye home like that, while heading back to Gyoryong Hall.

With a tremendous roar, the ground shook and the sky trembled.

The fierce vibration transmitted through the ground even created the illusion that an earthquake had occurred.

The direction the roar came from was north.

From there, countless flocks of birds were flying through the dark sky.

The Seventh Group cadets’ gazes turned toward that place.

“What on earth is happening?!?”

When Dang Jin-san shouted with a face that showed he couldn’t understand, Namgung Ji-hu muttered with a face full of deep thought.

“A fire dragon, thunder, and an earthquake.”

Nak U-jin also muttered with an anxious expression.

“Is this some kind of ominous sign?”

“Oh Primordial Heavenly Venerate.”

True to his Wudang Sect origins, even though he was a layman rather than a Taoist priest, Ju U-myeong closed both eyes while calling upon the Primordial Heavenly Venerate.

Dan Mok Un-rae turned around and ran toward home.

Yeon Ha-min tilted her head and looked toward the north.

‘Something feels familiar?’

While her companions were surprised and frightened, she felt something strangely familiar within this terrifying phenomenon.

However, she didn’t voice it out loud.

It was just a gut feeling.

“Kyaak!”

Han Seol-bing let out a sharp scream in surprise.

“In, Instructor?”

Ha Seol-ran, startled by Han Seol-bing’s sudden appearance, called out to her.

“Ea, earthquake! It’s an earthquake! Come here, quickly! It’s dangerous!”

Han Seol-bing hurriedly took care of Ha Seol-ran.

Han Seol-bing was someone who sometimes showed a cool-headed side, sometimes playful, and sometimes affectionate.

However, she had never shown such a frightened appearance before.

This current tremor made her recall a certain time from her childhood.

Though Ha Seol-ran could have been flustered by this unexpected side, she calmly tried to soothe her.

It was hard to tell who was the instructor and who was the cadet.

“It’s not an earthquake, Instructor. Don’t worry.”

When Ha Seol-ran, held in Han Seol-bing’s arms, spoke in a calm tone, only then did she gradually settle down.

“Is, is that so…?”

“Yes. Look. It’s fine now, isn’t it?”

She was right. The duration was too short for it to be an earthquake.

“Then what on earth was this…?”

“I wonder.”

Ha Seol-ran, who answered thus, looked toward the north.

Though she said she didn’t know, she felt like she did.

It was a familiar energy.

Though masked by the roar and earthquake-like trembling, Ha Seol-ran could sense the faint energy contained within it.

 

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Gung Do-hyeok was gritting his teeth and glaring straight ahead in the deepest part of the Secret Vault.

A massive iron door.

The Ten Thousand Heaven Gold Chain Explosive Thunder was inside there. So he had to open it somehow.

However, it wouldn’t budge.

He had forced his way here by wielding the Vice Ryeon-ju’s authority.

But he was blocked here.

No matter what method he employed, it wouldn’t open.

Yet he couldn’t break it.

If he destroyed that, the entire Secret Vault would collapse.

They had built such a mechanism from the beginning.

Wasn’t Manmulryeon proud to be the best in the Central Plains when it came to mechanisms?

And though not as much as Gung Mu-hyeok, Gung Do-hyeok himself was also well-versed in Ryeon’s mechanisms.

However, he couldn’t open this place.

It wasn’t a door locked by mechanisms.

“Damn it. Mystical arts, of all things.”

Blood was slowly flowing from Gung Do-hyeok’s right finger.

A small stone tower in front of the door, with a very small groove in the center.

Blood that appeared to have dripped from Gung Do-hyeok’s finger had pooled there, but there was no reaction or change whatsoever.

“Damn it! Fuck! Mystical arts, of all things!!!”

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