The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 125

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Chapter 125. Do You Know This Guy?

 

 

Dang Ga-ho was startled for a moment.

Because the instructor serving as judge on the martial arts arena had made eye contact with him.

There was quite a distance, so he wouldn’t have been looking for him on purpose.

That thought was soon erased.

He was staring directly at him. When he moved slightly to the side, the gaze followed him.

His back became damp with sweat.

It seemed that stupid fool had been caught using it clumsily.

But for a duel between Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps, a Maengryong Corps instructor would serve as judge, and there couldn’t be an instructor with such keen eyes…

There was.

He suddenly recalled an instructor he had seen in the first half.

The rumors had been rampant too.

They had to be.

He was the person who had crushed the Jamryong Corps head instructor.

His luck was terrible.

To try such tricks right in front of that kind of instructor.

At the same time, doubt arose.

It had been such a subtle method that even the Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps instructors couldn’t notice, so how had that instructor caught it instantly?

Ha Mu-baek’s hand moved quickly.

The Jamryong Corps cadet remained frozen solid, his pressure points suppressed.

And Ha Mu-baek leaped through the air.

He appeared before Dang Ga-ho in the blink of an eye.

“It’s you, isn’t it?”

Ha Mu-baek asked in a cold voice.

Shake shake.

Dang Ga-ho denied it for now.

Because the instructor’s aura was quite fierce.

Ha Mu-baek chuckled at his opponent’s behavior. Because it was pathetic.

“The only people who would pull such tricks are those from the Dang Family or Seonyu Valley. Since he’s from Jamryong Corps, it must be the Dang Family. And you seem to be the only Dang Family member in Jamryong Corps?”

At those words, Dang Ga-ho’s face hardened.

It was true.

Currently, there were only two Dang Family cadets at Gyoryong Hall.

One was himself, the other was Dang Jin-san of Maengryong Corps.

In the first half, there had been several more Dang Family cadets, but.

‘Because of that damn Dang Chu…’

That bastard who had been miserably defeated at Hatuje and returned to the main estate hadn’t gone alone.

He had taken all the other Dang Family cadets who followed him back as well. Despite being just a first-year cadet, he took even the upper-year cadets.

Being a branch family member close to the direct line and one of the Three Outstanding of the Dang Family, his influence was that strong.

Dang Ga-ho himself was from the most humble branch among the branch families, so having no connection with Dang Chu, he had remained at Gyoryong Hall.

No, did that arrogant bastard even know of Dang Ga-ho’s existence?

Anyway, he was caught.

Now that it had come to this, he had to minimize the scope of the incident somehow.

“Instructor Ha. What’s the matter?”

Peng Do-yul came down from the platform to Ha Mu-baek.

Peng Do-yul looking at Ha Mu-baek was speaking with his eyes. As expected, wherever you are, incidents never cease.

Instead of answering, Ha Mu-baek put on the black wristband he was holding and lightly threw a punch toward Peng Do-yul’s face while circulating his internal energy.

The paralysis powder soaked in the wristband rose finely from the punch wind and internal energy, flying toward Peng Do-yul’s face.

Peng Do-yul, knowing nothing, breathed in as usual.

Ping.

For an instant, there was a subtle sense of discomfort, as if he felt dizzy or perhaps not.

“What’s this?”

Peng Do-yul asked Ha Mu-baek.

“This guy seems to have been playing tricks.”

At those words, Peng Do-yul’s gaze turned to Dang Ga-ho.

“You are… Dang Ga-ho, wasn’t it?”

At Peng Do-yul’s question, both Dang Ga-ho and Ha Mu-baek’s eyes widened.

They hadn’t expected Peng Do-yul to know him.

“Do you know this guy?”

Ha Mu-baek asked in surprise.

“I try to know the faces and names of all the cadets at Gyoryong Hall. Though I can’t really know them all.”

Even when he heard that Peng Do-yul had kicked out of his secluded family and returned, Ha Mu-baek had thought so, but Peng Do-yul truly had affection for Gyoryong Hall.

But then, why did he leave Maengryong Corps as it was?

Such doubt briefly crossed Ha Mu-baek’s mind, but what mattered was the current situation.

“Like a Dang Family member, he handles poison quite well. He really adjusted the efficacy of the paralysis powder exquisitely. Moreover, his poisoning method was quite subtle too. So that’s why there were several duels that ended with an unpleasant feeling.”

Ha Mu-baek had watched the duels from the rooftop and seen several that gave him a strange sense of discomfort.

To Ha Mu-baek’s eyes, he thought it was because they were comparing acorns, but that wasn’t it.

The winners of those duels were all from Jamryong Corps.

“Really? Who were they?”

Peng Do-yul immediately asked.

From his perspective, there had been no such duels.

Indeed, one’s perception differs according to their level.

“Wait a moment.”

With those words, Ha Mu-baek’s form disappeared.

“Huh?”

“Ugh!”

“Whoa.”

Startled exclamations rang out from various places.

Ha Mu-baek returned quickly. Behind him, five Jamryong Corps cadets were dragged along in a line.

On their left arms, black wristbands were uniformly attached.

Peng Do-yul frowned.

“Probably these aren’t all of them.”

Peng Do-yul understood what Ha Mu-baek was saying.

“From this moment on, the tournament is temporarily suspended. And participating cadets, don’t make any movements from where you are now and stay put. The instructors will come to check.”

Peng Do-yul’s Lion’s Roar, filled with internal energy, rang out thunderously.

It carried an aura that made bodies shrink.

There was no cadet who dared disobey that order.

Dang Ga-ho squeezed his eyes shut.

He had hoped to somehow get through this with just the first guy caught and himself.

Peng Do-yul quickly gave orders.

The cadets were divided by their respective corps.

Jamryong Corps, Waryong Corps, Maengryong Corps.

The instructors went around rolling up their sleeves and searching each one.

They didn’t just roll up sleeves.

They thoroughly searched other places as well.

It was an unprecedented event.

The Winter Competition was suspended, and a search was conducted on the participating cadets.

And the results were devastating.

Fifteen.

Besides the six that Ha Mu-baek had caught, a total of fifteen cadets had Mabi powder found on their wrists.

Peng Do-yul’s face trembled violently.

It was a look of extreme rage.

“Wh-what is this…?”

Ha Mu-baek glared at the captured cadets with cold eyes.

Such underhanded tricks in what should be an honorable martial duel.

It was contemptible.

It was disgusting.

These kinds of bastards were disciples of prestigious orthodox sects?

The Nine Sects, One Alliance, and Five Great Noble Families?

It was laughable.

Was it because the upstream water was like this that the downstream water turned out this way too?

“Send all those bastards to Thunder Prison.”

Peng Do-yul commanded in a cold voice.

In any case, the Winter Competition was still ongoing.

He couldn’t let such bastards turn the efforts of cadets who had sincerely prepared for the Winter Competition into nothing.

After the situation was sorted out.

The martial duels resumed.

However, there wasn’t the same fervor as before.

Because of what had happened, a heavy atmosphere had settled over everything.

“Wo-wow!!!”

But then the atmosphere began to turn around at one of the martial duel arenas.

Dan Mok Un-rae. And Sa Pyeong-ju.

A confrontation between Maengryong Corps and Waryong Corps.

It was a duel between a guy with no sect background and someone from Seonyu Valley.

Everyone naturally predicted Sa Pyeong-ju’s victory.

Though they knew that Maengryong Corps’ Seventh Group, which Dan Mok Un-rae belonged to, had performed well in the last Hatuje, everyone dismissed it as coincidence.

The combat style of Hatuje itself was also the unique method of many-versus-many guerrilla warfare.

The two clashed toward each other with full force.

Swords filled with intense qi aura aimed at each other.

Clang! Clang clang! Clang!

A fierce exchange of offense and defense continued.

Though Seonyu Valley was known only as a sect of medical arts and mystical arts, their martial arts were not weak either.

If their martial arts had been weak, they wouldn’t have been able to claim a position among the Eight New Sects.

Great Immortal Wandering Sword Style.

Seonyu Valley’s ultimate technique unfolded in Sa Pyeong-ju’s hands.

He too had been frustrated by the absurd defeat at the hands of Maengryong Corps’ Seventh Group in the last Hatuje.

Today was finally the time for revenge.

Moreover, the sword technique his opponent was using was merely the Three Talents Sword Technique.

There was no way Seonyu Valley’s supreme ultimate technique couldn’t overcome a mere Three Talents Sword Technique.

“Ho. The martial duels seem to be in full swing.”

On the rooftop where Ha Mu-baek was positioned.

Gongsun Mu-oe had suddenly arrived.

It was because curiosity about the Winter Competition had stirred. More precisely, it was curiosity about the children who had received Ha Mu-baek’s teachings.

Ha Mu-baek had already sensed his approach through ki sense.

“Is that child Un-hye’s elder brother?”

Gongsun Mu-oe asked, pointing at Dan Mok Un-rae.

“That’s correct.”

“His opponent is a disciple of our valley.”

Though he was the valley master, he didn’t know Sa Pyeong-ju. But he was well familiar with the Great Immortal Wandering Sword Style he was using.

It was Seonyu Valley’s supreme ultimate technique.

Seonyu Valley made no discrimination in martial arts when teaching the valley’s disciples.

“He’s learned it quite properly.”

Gongsun Mu-oe nodded with a pleased smile.

Being delighted to see an outstanding disciple was a natural reaction as a sect leader.

However.

The aspect of the martial duel gradually changed.

Dan Mok Un-rae, who had been desperately trying to block Sa Pyeong-ju’s offensive, gradually began to counterattack.

“Woahhh!!”

A cheer erupted.

Dan Mok Un-rae had just launched a quite sharp counterattack.

Sa Pyeong-ju felt his heart grow cold.

He had almost been in serious trouble if he hadn’t been careful.

‘This is different from the last Hatuje.’

Back then, there really had been some luck involved.

But now it was purely that guy’s skill.

Sa Pyeong-ju gritted his teeth and focused even more on his sword technique.

A sword technique like immortals at play.

Great Immortal Wandering Sword Style.

It began to slowly envelop Dan Mok Un-rae’s surroundings and pressure him.

‘I can see it.’

Dan Mok Un-rae gradually became accustomed to his opponent’s sword technique.

And he began to see it little by little.

Among that free-flowing sword technique that continued seamlessly, parts that were slightly disconnected.

However, since they were still just fleeting moments, Dan Mok Un-rae couldn’t strike at those gaps yet.

‘Then I’ll make the gaps widen.’

The countless martial duels with Namgung Ji-hu, Ju U-myeong, and Baek Ri-pyeong.

And the instructional sparring with Ha Mu-baek.

Dan Mok Un-rae had learned, practiced, and grown through all of that.

Moreover, hadn’t he also concentrated on watching Namgung Ji-hu, Ju U-myeong, and Baek Ri-pyeong duel against Ha Mu-baek?

Even the real combat experience against jiangshi in Sanwol Demon Forest!

Dan Mok Un-rae’s experience far exceeded Sa Pyeong-ju’s experience.

That’s why Dan Mok Un-rae didn’t become impatient about his opponent’s gaps lasting only very brief moments.

Gaps would definitely open.

With the skill difference between himself and Sa Pyeong-ju, he was confident it would definitely happen.

The one becoming impatient was rather Sa Pyeong-ju.

Though he had looked down on the Three Talents Sword Technique, its defense was solid.

No matter how he attacked, he couldn’t break through that defense.

As time passed, his heart grew more urgent.

Naturally, his sword technique became forceful and his movements grew larger.

“Oh no!”

Seeing this, Gongsun Mu-oe let out a regretful exclamation.

From his distant vantage point, he could see that the flow of the current martial duel was shifting to the opponent.

“Hiyah!”

Sa Pyeong-ju even let out a battle cry while swinging his sword for an even stronger sword strike.

At that moment, Dan Mok Un-rae’s eyes flashed.

The break in the sword technique’s flow was clearly visible. Something that Dan Mok Un-rae could definitely exploit with his own skill.

The thrust of the Three Talents Sword Technique pierced through that gap.

Clang!

The sound of sword clashing against sword rang out, but Dan Mok Un-rae’s sword continued to move.

Sa Pyeong-ju’s sword was deflected away.

And Dan Mok Un-rae’s sword tip stopped in front of Sa Pyeong-ju’s chest.

“?!?”

Sa Pyeong-ju’s mouth fell open as his eyes widened.

He couldn’t understand what had just happened.

In an instant, his sword had been deflected, and his opponent’s sword was stopped in front of his chest.

He had no choice but to acknowledge it.

It was his defeat.

Not by luck or chance, but a complete defeat in terms of skill.

“I lost….”

A brief declaration of defeat.

Dan Mok Un-rae lowered his sword, and Sa Pyeong-ju sheathed his blade before turning and descending from the martial arts arena.

“Wo, wooooooooh!”

“Yaaaaaaah!!”

“Amazing!!!”

Cheers erupted from all directions.

It didn’t matter that Waryong Corps had lost to Maengryong Corps.

The cadets were shouting in excitement over the excellent match the two had shown.

Among them were the Maengryong Group Seven cadets as well.

“That guy’s getting scarier and scarier.”

Dang Jin-san shook his head as he spoke.

Sa Pyeong-ju.

A strong cadet.

A fighter so strong that Dang Jin-san from when he first entered Maengryong Corps would never have been able to handle him.

Dan Mok Un-rae had defeated him purely through skill.

Dang Jin-san rolled his shoulders and loosened up his body.

Heat began circulating through his body for no particular reason.

“You. Your teaching is quite remarkable too.”

Gongsun Mu-oe spoke to Ha Mu-baek with admiration at the results of the martial duel.

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