The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 137

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Chapter 137. Heart Demon, I See

 

 

Ju U-myeong and Dan Mok Un-rae stood facing each other.

Ju U-myeong’s hand gripping his sword hilt trembled slightly.

It was due to his anticipation that Dan Mok Un-rae would satisfy this thirst of his.

On the other hand, Dan Mok Un-rae’s hand trembled slightly from tension.

An opponent he had already sparred with several times.

Each time, he had felt blocked by a wall.

Today, he would challenge that wall once again.

 

“It’s big brother.”

Dan Mok Un-hye recognized Dan Mok Un-rae instantly despite the distance.

Seeing her eyes sparkling, Gung So-yu smiled.

Due to her own rashness, she had almost hurt Dan Mok Un-hye’s feelings.

Fortunately, today’s tournament was held, and Dan Mok Un-rae had even made it to the semifinals.

Since the results were good, she consoled herself that it had worked out well.

[Don’t act so rashly in the future.]

If only it weren’t for Gongsun Bi-yeon’s sound transmission.

Since it was clearly Gung So-yu’s fault, she could only pout her lips.

“What do you think it will be like?”

Gongsun Mu-oe asked Ha Mu-baek in a subtle tone.

He was rooting for Dan Mok Un-rae.

“If we’re discussing their current levels, U-myeong would be more advantageous.”

Ha Mu-baek’s calm answer.

Those words reached Dan Mok Un-hye’s ears as well, and her face became slightly gloomy.

“No, no. Un-hye. You have to compete to know who’s longer or shorter!”

Noticing her change, Gung So-yu spoke in a cheerful voice.

Before she knew it, Dan Mok Un-hye’s fingers had dug quite deeply into her half-remaining rice ball.

 

Swords casting sharp light toward each other.

Dan Mok Un-rae did not take his eyes off Ju U-myeong’s sword.

The moment a smile seemed to appear on Ju U-myeong’s lips.

He kicked off the ground.

A sword flying toward Dan Mok Un-rae.

It was moving along the sword path of the Taecheong Sword Technique.

It was a sword path he had seen countless times.

Therefore, Dan Mok Un-rae could respond calmly.

However, soon his hands began to grow chaotic.

The speed of the Taecheong Sword Technique was much faster than usual.

‘Un-rae, I watched your martial duel well. I also watched Ri-pyeong and Ha-min’s martial duel well. If you can do it, then I should be able to do it too.’

The method of responding to changes by doubling the speed that Dan Mok Un-rae had shown.

Ju U-myeong used it as well.

Dan Mok Un-rae gritted his teeth and swung his sword.

Originally, he had increased his sword’s speed to keep up with the changes of high-level sword techniques deployed by skilled opponents.

But now that his opponent was also increasing speed, he had to move his sword even faster.

‘Ugh. How did they block something like this.’

Dan Mok Un-rae recalled Yeon Ha-min’s martial duel from earlier.

In terms of endless variation, Baek Ri-pyeong’s Heavenly Star Sword Technique was a level above Ju U-myeong’s Taecheong Sword Technique.

He was already struggling just to keep up with the changes of the speed-enhanced Taecheong Sword Technique, yet how had Yeon Ha-min blocked all of that Heavenly Star Sword Technique?

After admiring Yeon Ha-min’s talent anew, he changed his mindset.

‘If Ha-min can do it, then I can do it too!’

Dan Mok Un-rae concentrated.

And moved even faster.

‘Right. I’ve already done it.’

He recalled his quarterfinal match against Beom Il-so.

Beom Il-so had already made his sword changes even more chaotic by increasing his sword speed like himself.

The Cheongeom Sect’s Heavenly Illusion Thousand Paths Sword Technique.

What was certain was that this sword technique was also far more variable than the Taecheong Sword Technique.

Realizing this, Dan Mok Un-rae’s sword moved much more stably.

‘Is this as far as it goes?’

Ju U-myeong noticed Dan Mok Un-rae’s change.

He knew that Dan Mok Un-rae had psychological pressure regarding him due to their past martial duel experiences.

He had tried to press his advantage using that psychological superiority.

But as expected, since Dan Mok Un-rae had blocked the speed-enhanced Thousand Illusions Thousand Paths Sword and achieved victory, he was also blocking the speed-enhanced Taecheong Sword Technique.

No, he was gradually encroaching on the Taecheong Sword Technique’s territory with his Three Talents Sword Technique.

It was something the people of the Main Sect Wudang would never believe.

The reality that the Three Talents Sword Technique was gradually pushing back the Taecheong Sword Technique.

The smile on Ju U-myeong’s lips deepened.

This was what he had wanted.

Yeong Ho-jun was also excellent, but Ju U-myeong was still thirsty.

Having faced him directly, he could assert with certainty.

The Three Talents Sword Technique that Dan Mok Un-rae deployed was stronger than Yeong Ho-jun’s Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique that had reached the realm of Full Bloom.

Therefore, Ju U-myeong did not hesitate to change his sword technique.

Taiji Wisdom Sword.

The Wudang Sect’s supreme ultimate technique was once again being deployed from Ju U-myeong’s hands.

“Ugh.”

As the sword technique changed, a groan flowed from Dan Mok Un-rae’s mouth.

It wasn’t fast.

It wasn’t strong.

It wasn’t solid.

It wasn’t flashy.

It wasn’t endlessly variable either.

But.

He couldn’t break through it.

No matter how fast he deployed the Three Talents Sword Technique, he was blocked every time.

No matter how strongly he swung his sword, it was deflected too smoothly.

What on earth was this kind of sword technique?

Dan Mok Un-rae still concentrated and watched Ju U-myeong’s sword technique.

To find an opening.

If he didn’t take his eyes off, if he continued to concentrate, surely an opening would appear.

He watched with that belief.

Since awakening this ability, he had discovered openings in every opponent he had observed until now.

He had seen them in his training matches with Ju U-myeong too.

His Taecheong Sword Technique also had openings.

Though Dan Mok Un-rae had lost in training because he lacked the ability to exploit them.

Then there must surely be gaps in his current sword technique as well.

He continued his attacks with that thought.

Relentless attacks.

Ju U-myeong calmly parried Dan Mok Un-rae’s attacks and simply counterattacked.

 

“Huh. Is this truly what they call heaven-sent talent? To display the Taiji Wisdom Sword to such a level at that young age.”

Gongsun Mu-oe exclaimed in admiration.

Even from his perspective, there were no gaps in Ju U-myeong’s Taiji Wisdom Sword.

“I didn’t know he had reached that level either.”

Ha Mu-baek also expressed quiet admiration.

Because he had reached a higher realm than Ha Mu-baek had estimated.

How diligently must he have cultivated to reach such a state?

Effort added to talent must have created such a realm.

‘But Un-rae is not lacking in both talent and effort either. Only time falls short.’

The talent of Dan Mok Un-rae that Ha Mu-baek assessed was also heaven-sent.

Was the ability he awakened an ordinary ability?

The regrettable thing was the fact that he only entered martial arts this year.

With similar talent and effort, he wouldn’t be able to overcome that wall of time.

 

Time passed.

A fierce exchange of offense and defense was still unfolding.

Clang!

Clang clang!

Clang!

However, the two men’s appearances were different.

Dan Mok Un-rae gritting his teeth and desperately swinging his sword.

Ju U-myeong moving his sword with a consistently relaxed appearance.

The spectators watching the martial duel were also feeling it.

Although Dan Mok Un-rae had shown tremendous performance in the quarterfinals, he was gradually being pushed back by Ju U-myeong.

‘What, what is this.’

Around that time, Dan Mok Un-rae was facing an unbelievable reality.

‘There, there aren’t any.’

Ju U-myeong had already displayed all the forms of the Taiji Wisdom Sword to the very last one.

Dan Mok Un-rae had watched the same variations repeat once more.

Even so.

There were no gaps.

The parts where connections broke in the flow of sword technique.

Those parts didn’t exist.

It just flowed endlessly like a river current.

‘How…’

He was still swinging his sword.

The first experience since awakening his ability.

‘Ah.’

No, it wasn’t the first time.

There had been such a time before.

‘Instructor.’

It was during the one-on-one sparring with Ha Mu-baek.

No matter how he looked, he couldn’t find any gaps in Ha Mu-baek’s movements.

It was due to an overwhelming difference in level.

‘Then U-myeong too?’

Dan Mok Un-rae’s eyes trembled finely.

Could it be that Ju U-myeong also had such a great difference in level from himself?

Was Ju U-myeong’s true skill only revealed when he displayed the Taiji Wisdom Sword?

Such various thoughts arose in his mind.

As distracting thoughts emerged, his sword movements also wavered.

Ju U-myeong wouldn’t miss that opening.

The Taiji Wisdom Sword gradually pressed Dan Mok Un-rae.

And Dan Mok Un-rae couldn’t overcome that pressure and began to be helplessly pushed back.

 

“Oh my… tsk tsk.”

Gongsun Mu-oe clicked his tongue as if feeling sorry.

Just like Yeon Ha-min had earlier.

Dan Mok Un-rae’s spirit was also about to break.

“It can’t be helped. Overcoming it is his own responsibility.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke calmly.

His voice contained no emotion of regret whatsoever.

“Isn’t he your disciple? You’re too cold.”

“I believe I told you he’s not my disciple.”

At Ha Mu-baek’s answer, Gongsun Mu-oe just chuckled.

Dan Mok Un-hye, who had been listening to the two men’s conversation.

She thought her brother seemed likely to lose.

The moment that thought occurred.

“Brother!!! Don’t lose!!”

Dan Mok Un-hye shouted with all her might.

It was just an instinctive cry.

His younger sibling’s earnest cry.

That cry reached Dan Mok Un-rae’s ears.

But that was all.

Dan Mok Un-rae continued to be pushed back.

‘Hye-ah.’

He had wanted to show a dignified winning appearance in front of his younger sibling.

But his opponent was too strong.

Like Yeon Ha-min, he wanted to summon strength once more from his younger sibling’s cry.

But there was no way.

Against his opponent’s sword technique that showed no gaps whatsoever.

Dan Mok Un-rae was at a loss for what to do.

 

“Hmm. It’s a heart demon.”

Ha Mu-baek recognized Dan Mok Un-rae’s condition.

“Huh? A heart demon? That boy?”

Gongsun Mu-oe spoke as if surprised.

Heart demons don’t visit just anyone. They come to those who have reached a certain level.

In other words, Dan Mok Un-rae was strong enough to experience a heart demon.

“His outstanding ability has become poison. It seems he was relying on that ability rather than believing in himself. Without even knowing it.”

“Oh my…”

Gongsun Mu-oe let out a regretful exclamation.

“If he overcomes the heart demon, he’ll reach a higher dimensional realm, but if he’s consumed by the heart demon, this is as far as he goes.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke indifferently as if talking about some unrelated stranger.

“Tsk. How cold you are. You’re cold.”

Gongsun Mu-oe muttered as if displeased.

Gung So-yu nodded slightly as if agreeing with those words.

Dan Mok Un-hye was looking only at Dan Mok Un-rae with a desperate expression.

 

Now the martial arts arena was filled with the movements of the Taiji Wisdom Sword that Ju U-myeong was creating.

Dan Mok Un-rae had now been pushed back to the edge of the martial arts arena.

At some point, the smile that had been on Ju U-myeong’s lips had disappeared.

His slightly trembling hands were now showing calm movements as if nothing had happened.

The pounding in his chest had also disappeared.

Instead.

The thirst had become even more severe.

His body was still burning hot.

He had hoped that Dan Mok Un-rae might be able to cool it down somewhat.

But suddenly it had become boring.

The moment he realized that.

Ju U-myeong’s sword stopped.

“Huh?”

“What?”

“What’s going on?”

The spectators murmured in surprise at the sudden situation.

Dan Mok Un-rae was also surprised and looked at Ju U-myeong with wide eyes.

“What kind of boring nonsense are you doing right now?”

Ju U-myeong asked, looking at Dan Mok Un-rae.

It was a provocative tone that the Ju U-myeong from when he first came to the Maengryong Corps couldn’t have imagined.

He too had undergone many changes in this place.

Dan Mok Un-rae looked at Ju U-myeong with a face that showed he didn’t understand.

“Since when have you been so pathetic, trying to win by only targeting your opponent’s openings?”

It was a blunt expression.

“Pathetic?”

Dan Mok Un-rae muttered quietly.

It was an extremely unpleasant expression.

To say that he was pathetic.

“That’s right. Pathetic. Un-rae, you’ve always clashed with full power, whether your opponent was strong or not, whether you could win or not. But what is this sorry state now? That insane behavior from the moment you decided you couldn’t find an opening?”

Ju U-myeong was accurately grasping Dan Mok Un-rae’s condition.

That he couldn’t find an opening in his Taiji Wisdom Sword, and had almost given up on the match at that moment.

He hadn’t drawn the Taiji Wisdom Sword to see this pathetic display.

Dan Mok Un-rae couldn’t give any answer to Ju U-myeong’s words that hit the mark.

“If you’re going to fight like that, why are you holding a sword? Just forfeit.”

Anger was contained in Ju U-myeong’s voice.

Anger at having his trust betrayed.

“The martial duel I expected from you wasn’t like this.”

With those final words, Ju U-myeong raised his sword again.

In that time, his qi aura had changed.

A qi aura of wanting to end it all at once was surging and rising from Ju U-myeong’s body.

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