The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 143
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Chapter 143. How Would I Know?
Dawn broke.
The same sun as yesterday rose from the eastern sky.
The day before yesterday and yesterday, when countless events had occurred.
Today, which he had thought might be something particularly different because of that.
However, it was just an ordinary day, no different from usual.
It certainly was.
A day just like any other, as always.
But the attitude of the people greeting today was different.
Dang Jin-san, who had come out to the training ground since early morning.
He was already soaked with sweat.
What was gripped in his right hand, drenched with perspiration, was not a sword but a whip.
A black leather whip.
When he first came to Gyoryong Hall, it was a weapon he always wore wrapped around his waist.
Making sure the Sichuan Tang Family’s emblem engraved on the handle was clearly visible.
Wrapping it around his waist like that had been a habit since his days living in the capital city.
It was a habit that naturally developed due to Dang Jin-san’s circumstances, where he often had to rely on his family’s prestige rather than his own abilities.
But at some point, he had put the whip aside.
It had been a long time since he had shoved it into a corner of his room at Maengryong Dormitory.
He had taken out that whip for the first time in ages.
Because watching Baek Ri-pyeong’s martial duel had given him certain thoughts.
Last night, he had searched his room to find the whip.
And today, he had come out to the training ground at dawn to swing it to his heart’s content.
Eighteen Whips of Vast Energy.
It was the introductory technique of the Sichuan Tang Family’s whip technique.
It was also the only whip technique that Dang Jin-san had learned from the Tang Family.
He had received instruction in the Nine Spirit Snake Whips. He just hadn’t been able to master it.
When he first came to Maengryong Corps, he had swung the whip alone, intending to at least imitate the Nine Spirit Snake Whips, but it had proven impossible.
So today, he only performed the Eighteen Whips of Vast Energy.
How much time had passed like that?
Steam continuously puffed out from the mouth of the breathing Dang Jin-san.
“It’s different, isn’t it?”
Then came a voice from behind him.
Baek Ri-pyeong was there, though he didn’t know when he had arrived.
“Are your internal injuries okay?”
At Dang Jin-san’s question, Baek Ri-pyeong shrugged his shoulders.
“Still there. But I thought I should loosen up my body a bit.”
He had come out to the training ground, but since there was an uninvited guest, he had just watched quietly.
Baek Ri-pyeong remembered the sight of Dang Jin-san wielding the whip when he first came to Maengryong Corps.
The Dang Jin-san of that time and the current him were completely different people.
“How is this even possible?”
Dang Jin-san said, looking down at his own hands.
All this time, he had only cultivated the Three Talents Sword Technique, martial arts, and mind techniques.
Yet his mastery of whip techniques had improved to an indescribable degree.
It was impossible to believe easily.
At those words, Baek Ri-pyeong just smiled.
Because he was the first to feel that. It was because he deeply understood Dang Jin-san’s current bewildered feelings.
“How would I know? I just accept that it happens because it does. Well, All Rivers Return to Source? Maybe it’s something like that?”
At Baek Ri-pyeong’s words, Dang Jin-san shook his head back and forth.
“It’s too deflating. The things that wouldn’t work no matter how much I trained at the Tang Family… to think they’d change like this just from cultivating the Three Talents Sword Technique… Maybe I could even perform the Nine Spirit Snake Whips now.”
“Hmm. You also learned internal energy mental methods at the Tang Family, right?”
Baek Ri-pyeong’s question.
Dang Jin-san was nodding when his expression changed.
He understood the intent behind the question.
“Don’t tell me?”
Baek Ri-pyeong scratched his cheek and nodded.
“Yesterday, from the middle of the semifinals during the martial duel, I unknowingly used my main sect’s internal energy mental method… and it was different.”
“Then that was…”
Dang Jin-san recalled yesterday’s martial duel.
That tremendous display he had shown against Ju U-myeong.
Baek Ri-pyeong’s appearance, which seemed not to fall behind Wudang’s Taiji Wisdom Sword and internal energy in the slightest.
The Heavenly Star Sword Technique was one thing, but he had even wondered if the Three Talents Heart Method was really that powerful.
It wasn’t, apparently.
He had used Zhongnan’s mental cultivation method, apparently.
But it had been different from before, he said.
Dang Jin-san picked up the whip again. And he performed the Eighteen Whips of Vast Energy. At first based on the Three Talents Heart Method, then gradually changing the mind technique to the Three Yang Return Origin Art.
Then once again, the movement of the whip technique changed.
After performing all eighteen forms.
Dang Jin-san wore a dazed expression.
“What on earth is this…”
He even felt deflated.
And then the thought that followed.
“Shouldn’t this be called the ‘Three Powers Divine Art’?”
The thought flowed out of his mouth as it was.
“Heh.”
Baek Ri-pyeong let out a laugh.
Soon he nodded.
“Maybe those words are right.”
He recalled what Ha Mu-baek had said last night.
That there was nothing unnecessary in the Three Talents Heart Method.
Dang Jin-san gripped the whip again. And moved slowly.
The feeling came.
He could definitely do it.
Thinking so, he moved. His body moved as he thought.
“That’s…”
Baek Ri-pyeong quietly watched that sight.
It was a whip technique he had seen before.
The whip technique that had so mercilessly destroyed them.
It was the whip technique that Dang Chu had performed.
Probably the whip technique that Dang Jin-san had tried hard to perform in the training ground but couldn’t.
It now showed the appearance of moving freely like a nimble snake.
It was a level of completion incomparable to what Dang Chu had performed.
“Is it really the Three Powers Divine Art…”
Baek Ri-pyeong muttered quietly.
Because he knew well that today was the first time Dang Jin-san had picked up a whip since learning the Three Talents Sword Technique.
While he himself had at least cultivated the Heavenly Star Sword Technique in his mind, Dang Jin-san had completely abandoned whip techniques.
He was truly an incomprehensible person.
Their instructor.
Just where was the limit of his abilities?
And why was someone with such abilities doing something like being a Maengryong Corps instructor?
After watching Dang Jin-san for a while, Baek Ri-pyeong went to a corner of the training ground and began warming up.
If he just kept watching Dang Jin-san’s cultivation, his own body would likely stiffen up instead.
The weather was still cold, after all.
There were others watching them.
Nak U-jin and Dan Mok Un-rae.
They too had naturally gathered at the training ground.
The first day of the break period.
Ha Mu-baek was watching that scene from afar.
“Well, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Muttering that, he turned his steps.
The place he headed was the Twentieth Group Training Ground.
There was another person at this place.
None other than his younger sibling, Ha Seol-ran.
She was earnestly swinging her sword with a serious expression.
Having experienced the two days of joint training and feeling much from watching it.
Among all the Gyoryong Hall cadets, she was the first to come out to the training ground today.
Ha Mu-baek looked at his younger sibling with complicated eyes.
Though he was doing as she wished, he still couldn’t be certain.
The question of whether it was truly good for Seol-ran to learn martial arts and set foot in Gangho.
He had not yet found an answer to that.
He was simply doing what he could.
After watching his younger sibling’s cultivation for about half a hour, something caught Ha Mu-baek’s ki sense.
Ha Mu-baek turned his steps.
Though he would still be watching Ha Seol-ran with his ki sense.
“Elder Brother! Thank you!”
Then came his younger sibling’s voice from behind.
Ha Mu-baek paused.
He had to.
Because it meant she had sensed his presence.
He knew she had awakened exceptional talent in ki sense, but to think she was sensing his presence while cultivating.
‘This exceeds expectations by far too much.’
Whether it would be a blessing or a curse.
He could only hope it would be a blessing.
Yeon Ha-min, who had risen from her bed, had a dazed expression.
What on earth had happened?
She had clearly.
“I think I acknowledged defeat to Baek Ri-pyeong in the martial duel and collapsed…”
Holding her throbbing head, she traced her memories.
Then a voice came to mind.
“The Instructor?”
But how did she get to this place?
No matter how she looked around, this was inside her own room at Yeonryong Lodge.
A place Ha Mu-baek could never enter.
With his abilities, he could easily enter, but he wasn’t the type of person to do so.
“What happened…”
She tried to get down from the bed and put her feet on the ground.
Wobble.
There was no strength in her body at all.
It was truly a situation where all the energy had drained from her entire body.
“My internal energy?”
When she examined her interior through contemplation, fortunately there was some internal energy.
Quickly spreading her internal energy throughout her body, some vitality returned.
She got down from the bed and changed clothes.
To think she was dressed in sleeping clothes rather than the martial uniform she had worn the day before. What on earth had happened?
The martial uniform soiled from the duel was neatly arranged in a bamboo basket on one side.
Just as she finished dressing after taking out clean martial clothes.
[Come out if you’re awake.]
Ha Mu-baek’s sound transmission rang in her ears.
When she exited the entrance of Yeonryong Lodge, Ha Mu-baek was outside.
“Instructor Han took care of you.”
A brief statement.
But with those few words, she understood the circumstances. She had gotten the answer to what she was curious about.
“Was it ‘Just sleep for now’?”
The last memory she recalled while holding her throbbing head.
“Right. I put you to sleep by pressing your acupoints. Instructor Han brought you here.”
“Why did you do that?”
“Let’s go to the training ground first. Everyone’s there.”
Ha Mu-baek led the way, and Yeon Ha-min followed beside him.
“Do you understand what happened to you yesterday?”
“A little.”
Yeon Ha-min nodded slightly and spoke quietly.
“Your current physical condition can be seen as the backlash from that ability.”
“Ah…”
A small exclamation.
“Honestly, I never thought you would possess such latent ability. It’s a very unique and precious ability. I’ve only seen one other person with that ability.”
At Ha Mu-baek’s explanation, Yeon Ha-min tilted her head.
She had to.
Wasn’t Ha Mu-baek himself speaking as if he had a great deal of experience?
According to what she heard from Ha Seol-ran, Ha Mu-baek was only thirty years old.
At that age, there should be limits to the experience one could accumulate.
The abilities Ha Mu-baek showed in Sanwol Demon Forest were astonishing beyond measure, but that didn’t mean she could adapt to him speaking like a seasoned old martial artist.
“I’m probably the only one in Murim who properly knows your ability.”
“You’ve seen another person?”
Yeon Ha-min’s questioning tone.
“Dead, by my hand. He was an enemy.”
Stop.
Yeon Ha-min instantly came to a halt.
And for good reason.
That ability she had experienced, albeit very briefly.
If it was the type she thought it was, it was a tremendous ability no different from cheating.
But he had killed such an opponent?
She looked at Ha Mu-baek with renewed eyes.
I knew he was amazing, but the more I learned about him, the more unknowable he became.
“I know quite a lot about your ability from what I heard from him. He was quite talkative, you see.”
Step by step.
Only the sound of Yeon Ha-min’s footsteps could be heard on the ground that had frozen and not yet fully thawed.
“What kind of ability did you awaken yesterday during your martial duel with Baek Ri-pyeong?”
Ha Mu-baek’s question.
“I could see what would happen a moment later in advance.”
Yeon Ha-min had accurately grasped her ability during the martial duel.
That’s how she was able to engage in an evenly matched martial duel with Baek Ri-pyeong.
Ha Mu-baek nodded.
“That’s right. That guy named it Future Sight.”
“Future Sight….”
Yeon Ha-min murmured softly. She thought it was a name that suited her ability quite well.
“He said you could see the future for as short as one breath, and as long as three breaths.”
What Yeon Ha-min had seen was one breath into the future.
Even that alone felt like her head would explode.
“The price for making the impossible possible is great. The consumption of mental and physical strength is extreme. Moreover, you engaged in such an intense martial duel right after awakening.”
Only now did she realize why her body had no energy left at all. And why she had collapsed immediately after finishing the martial duel.
“Yesterday was close too. If the martial duel had continued a bit longer, your mental and physical strength would have hit rock bottom and it would have been dangerous.”
“You would have stopped it before that happened.”
Startled.
This time Ha Mu-baek paused for a moment.
That faith of Yeon Ha-min’s.
Just how did she view him to have such faith?
He felt like he hadn’t particularly done anything for the Maengryong Corps cadets.
“Anyway, that’s why I put you to sleep right away. Thanks to that, you can move this much now, and you still have internal energy left.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t tell anyone about your ability. It’s an extremely dangerous ability.”
“Yes.”
Yeon Ha-min answered briefly.
In the meantime, the two had arrived at the training ground.
There, four cadets were drenched in sweat, concentrating intensely on their cultivation.
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