The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 133

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Chapter 133. I’m Not a Disciple, But

 

 

Ha Mu-baek’s eyebrows twitched.

That fellow called Beom Il-so.

He had thought the man had considerable skill, but he hadn’t expected it to be to this degree.

What the Infinite Bright Wheel Eye could see was the type and amount of the opponent’s internal energy, as well as its flow.

In the first place, Ha Mu-baek had no reason to examine Beom Il-so with his Infinite Bright Wheel Eye.

He had simply watched him while observing the tournament.

His conclusion after watching his sword technique in the round of 16 was ‘very excellent.’

He was certainly superior to that boy called Mok Cheong-san.

However, he hadn’t known it would be to this extent.

It had been a long time since he’d encountered someone who exceeded his expectations.

“That’s quite impressive! Don’t you think so?”

Gongsun Mu-oe also asked in admiration.

The Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword of the Cheongeom Sect was a famous ultimate technique even in Gangho.

It was a sword technique that was invariably mentioned when discussing the finest sword techniques in Murim.

Though the Great Immortal Wandering Sword Style was indeed considered an ultimate technique under heaven, Gongsun Mu-oe also knew it couldn’t compare to the Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique.

To display such an excellent sword technique to that level at that age.

“Indeed. To display the nine forms to that degree at that age. I’m quite surprised.”

Ha Mu-baek also agreed with Gongsun Mu-oe’s words.

“Your disciple might be in some danger this time.”

“…I’m not a disciple, but. In any case, that fellow also surprised me somewhat.”

Ha Mu-baek hadn’t reached a hasty conclusion yet.

It was certainly clear that he was an opponent who would be burdensome at Dan Mok Un-rae’s level.

However, because there had been unexpected aspects that Dan Mok Un-rae had shown so far, and because there had been a remarkably changed appearance as he recently awakened to his own talent.

Ha Mu-baek decided to watch a little longer.

 

Dan Mok Un-rae looked at the two hundred and twenty-six sword shadows covering him.

It was a spectacle that even created the illusion of being trapped in a sea of swords.

He couldn’t afford to stare blankly at his opponent’s sword.

Dan Mok Un-rae moved immediately as soon as Beom Il-so swung his sword.

Exactly as he had thoroughly trained.

In accordance with the movements of the Three Talents Sword Technique,

However.

Faster.

More.

Stronger.

He swung his sword and moved his body.

Dan Mok Un-rae’s body movement began to leave afterimages.

If Beom Il-so had created two hundred and twenty-six sword shadows, Dan Mok Un-rae’s body movement multiplied into two, then four.

The multiplied body movements moved their swords like lightning.

Clang!

Clang clang!

Clang!

The sound of sword clashing against sword rang out noisily.

Dan Mok Un-rae concentrated all his mind to face the sea of swords covering him.

The corners of Beom Il-so’s mouth rose.

When he had defeated his senior brother Mok Cheong-san, he had already thought he would be no easy opponent.

But to show such a new aspect while blocking his Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique.

The two hundred and twenty-five nine forms were the best that Beom Il-so could do.

Yet that bastard was blocking his best effort. And he was growing while competing with him.

He could tell by looking at that bastard’s eyes.

The moment when concentration was raised to its peak, about to enter a state of selfless absorption.

Right now, that bastard was about to face that moment.

The situation where he was leading his enemy’s growth.

He gritted his teeth.

‘I can’t just let that happen.’

Beom Il-so’s hands became even busier.

His dantian continuously poured out internal energy.

The sword movements became even faster.

The two hundred and twenty-six sword shadows disappeared and reappeared, pressing Dan Mok Un-rae.

Sword waves surging in the sea of swords.

No, a sword tsunami.

Dan Mok Un-rae blocked Beom Il-so’s offensive even faster and stronger within it.

Dan Mok Un-rae’s two eyes were half-unfocused.

He was moving his sword while halfway in a state of selfless absorption.

The reason he couldn’t completely enter selfless absorption was one thing.

Because he was constantly watching Beom Il-so’s sword.

A part where the flow was interrupted.

He believed there would definitely be such a part and was looking for it.

 

“That, that…”

Gongsun Mu-oe’s mouth fell open as he watched the two men’s exchange.

He couldn’t believe it even seeing it with his own eyes.

Wasn’t this like watching the martial duel between Baek Ri-pyeong and Namgung Ji-hu again?

A martial duel where each drew out the other’s growth.

He had been impressed by Beom Il-so’s skill, but Dan Mok Un-rae was also responding and developing accordingly.

Ha Mu-baek was watching that scene with a grin.

The fellow who had surprised him several times.

Was growing like this again.

That talent was truly amazing.

‘I wonder how Yeon Ha-min is doing.’

Ha Mu-baek assessed that she possessed talent equal to Dan Mok Un-rae’s, or perhaps even greater.

Though she hadn’t yet bloomed that talent.

Even now, hadn’t she defeated Namgung Ji-yu?

“The friends of that age are remarkable. They develop like that with just the right opportunity.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke calmly.

It was a statement that included both Dan Mok Un-rae and Beom Il-so.

 

Changes were gradually becoming visible in Beom Il-so’s sword as well.

While responding to the method Dan Mok Un-rae had shown with the same method.

Faster.

More.

Stronger.

The number of sword shadows now reached four hundred.

Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique tenth form.

He must bloom five hundred and twelve sword shadows.

The sword technique Beom Il-so was displaying clearly fell short of that.

Moreover, it followed a different trajectory from the typical development direction of the Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique.

The orthodox way of the Cheongeom Sect was to break through the barrier of two hundred and twenty-six and reach the realm of five hundred and twelve in one leap.

Right now, Beom Il-so was increasing the number of sword shadows in a completely different direction.

“That, that… that bastard. I knew it. He’s entered the evil path. That’s how he was able to do such things. Right. If not for the evil path, how could that scoundrel reach such a realm.”

At that sight, Mok Cheong-san ground his teeth and growled.

A fellow disciple with lesser talent than himself, a fellow disciple less diligent than himself.

He thought he had finally found the reason why that person had surpassed his own realm.

Beom Il-so’s eyes were also gradually losing focus.

He only knew that Dan Mok Un-rae was entering a state of selfless absorption, but failed to realize that he himself was entering the same state.

Thus the two gave their all to break each other.

Clang! Clang clang clang clang clang! Clang!

Clang clang!

The sound of sword clashing against sword rang out incessantly and loudly.

It was unbroken like playing a melody.

It had to be so.

For it was the collision of countless blooming sword shadows against sword shadows.

How long had they clashed like that?

When Beom Il-so’s sword shadows reached four hundred and two.

Dan Mok Un-rae saw an opening.

There was no hesitation in swinging his sword toward that opening.

In the martial duel with Mok Cheong-san, even when Dan Mok Un-rae saw openings, he lacked the ability to attack them and could only wait for larger openings to reveal themselves.

But now it was different.

Dan Mok Un-rae did not miss the momentary opening.

Claaang!

With a harsh ringing sound, Beom Il-so’s sword greatly deviated from its sword path.

At the same time, the four hundred and two sword shadows disappeared as if washed away.

Dan Mok Un-rae did not stop and dove straight into Beom Il-so’s embrace.

A distance where neither person’s sword could attack the opponent.

Dan Mok Un-rae’s left arm moved quickly, following the forms of the Three Talents Fist Technique.

Thwack!

His left fist struck Beom Il-so’s jaw directly.

“Urgh.”

The shock of his head being shaken back.

Beom Il-so stepped back and tried to move his sword quickly, but his body would not obey his commands.

Truly a moment of being stunned.

During that time, his body escaped Beom Il-so’s control.

Then Dan Mok Un-rae spun his body and his right foot struck Beom Il-so’s head directly.

“Kugh.”

Beom Il-so screamed and collapsed to the ground. Such was the power of that kick.

And before he could even raise his body, Dan Mok Un-rae’s sword was stopped in front of Beom Il-so’s forehead.

Beom Il-so stopped moving at that moment.

He had lost.

He had lost in a clash of skill against skill.

Even though at the start of the martial duel he had certainly thought himself stronger.

Even though he had not been careless and had brought out the strongest technique he could.

That bastard had overcome it and grown in an instant.

“Huu. I lost.”

Beom Il-so’s declaration of defeat.

Dan Mok Un-rae lowered his sword and extended his left hand again.

Beom Il-so grasped that hand and raised his body.

The focus had already returned clearly to both men’s eyes.

“Huaaaa.”

“Uwaaaaa!!!”

“Magnificent!!!!”

The moment the judge declared Dan Mok Un-rae’s victory, tremendous cheers erupted from the spectators.

The spectators who had forgotten to breathe and been absorbed in the martial duel due to the incredibly fast exchanges.

Most of them had been unable to properly capture those exchanges with their eyes.

Nevertheless, they clearly knew.

That it had been an incredibly fast and incredibly high-level confrontation.

That burst forth as cheers like now.

The two men descended from the martial arts arena together.

This was because the shock from Dan Mok Un-rae’s powerful strike still remained with Beom Il-so.

“The last technique seemed to have some emotion in it?”

Beom Il-so, having descended from the martial arts arena, still threw out a pointed remark in his blunt manner.

“Would I have had the presence of mind for that?”

Dan Mok Un-rae shook his head and said so.

Nevertheless, Beom Il-so did not withdraw his suspicious gaze.

For it had certainly been different from the initial fist technique.

That was why an unseemly scream had burst from Beom Il-so’s mouth.

 

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The quarterfinals had concluded.

Baek Ri-pyeong, Yeon Ha-min, Ju U-myeong, Dan Mok Un-rae.

The protagonists of the semifinals had been decided, and the result was surprising.

All four semifinalists of the Winter Tournament were from Maengryong Corps.

Such a thing had never happened since Gyoryong Hall was established.

The Winter Tournament had been a festival of Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps.

Today’s result was truly a shock beyond the unconventional.

“Hehe. Remarkable indeed.”

Peng Do-yul let out a laugh.

The quarterfinals had truly been a series of brilliant matches where one could not take their eyes away for even a moment.

It was truly worthy of praise.

Among those who had reached the quarterfinals, it would not have been strange for any of them to win.

Though the victors were all from Maengryong Corps.

If it had been a typical Winter Tournament, all those who reached the quarterfinals could have won the championship.

A great upset had occurred in this year’s Winter Tournament.

“Commander Sang, what do you think?”

Peng Do-yul asked Sang Gyeong-mun.

“There were many outstanding children. I never expected to see Full Bloom, nor did I expect to see the ninth form of the Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique.”

At his words, Peng Do-yul nodded. It was the same for him as well.

“But they all lost.”

At Peng Do-yul’s words, Sang Gyeong-mun’s face contorted.

“The Wudang sword was remarkable.”

Neung U-dam spoke as if amazed. As someone from Mount Hua Sect, he had thought the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword in Full Bloom had better odds.

He had defeated Yeong Ho-jun without bringing out the Taiji Wisdom Sword.

“He was truly Wudang’s greatest talent.”

Neung U-dam spoke as if he was purely admiring regardless of origin.

“So who do you think will win between those two?”

Peng Do-yul asked.

“Baek Ri-pyeong.”

“Ju U-myeong.”

Sang Gyeong-mun and Neung U-dam’s opinions were divided.

However, one thing was consistent.

The two people they picked were from the Nine Sects One Alliance.

Zhongnan and Wudang respectively.

That was the last remaining pride for those two.

The quarterfinals ended and it was lunchtime.

The semifinals were scheduled to begin after a simple meal and rest.

Those who had fought fierce martial duels also needed time to recover.

The semifinalists were absorbed in energy circulation and breathing.

Even those who had fought earlier had been postponing their energy circulation and breathing to watch others’ martial duels.

“Who do you think will win?”

Gongsun Mu-oe asked Ha Mu-baek.

“Who do you have in mind, Valley Master?”

Ha Mu-baek asked back.

“From what I’ve observed so far, I’m inclined toward that boy Dan Mok Un-rae. The way he improves with each martial duel is truly remarkable.”

Ha Mu-baek nodded at Gongsun Mu-oe’s answer.

The previous martial duel seemed to have left quite an impression on him.

“What about you?”

Gongsun Mu-oe asked again.

“Well. You have to compare long and short to know.”

Ha Mu-baek subtly avoided answering.

The result was already forming in his mind, but he didn’t bother to voice it.

All four were children he had touched with his hands.

“Is that so? Still, I’d like that boy Dan Mok Un-rae to win if possible. That child will come soon too.”

“That child?”

Ha Mu-baek tilted his head at Gongsun Mu-oe’s words.

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