The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 147

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Chapter 147. Next is Eight

 

 

Having made his decision, Baek Ri-pyeong picked up his brush.

The content he wrote with a single brush sweep on the pure white paper.

It was a resignation application.

After writing all the content, he folded it neatly and put it in an envelope.

He also carefully placed the money order sent from the main sect into another envelope.

Once he submitted these, it would be over.

Two envelopes placed side by side on the writing desk.

Baek Ri-pyeong looked at them with a complicated gaze.

He couldn’t readily pick up the envelopes and put them in his pocket.

Even though he had to.

“Phew.”

After staring at the writing desk for about an hour, Baek Ri-pyeong let out a deep sigh and rose from his chair.

He slowly reached out and put the two envelopes in his pocket.

“Let’s go.”

Muttering quietly, Baek Ri-pyeong left his room.

Stop.

Baek Ri-pyeong stopped in front of the door.

He turned around and took in the sight of his room for a moment.

Then he closed the door and started walking.

His destination was the Director’s Pavilion.

He had to submit his resignation application there.

He knew the distance from Maengryong Dormitory to the Director’s Pavilion was quite far, but he arrived in an instant.

After glancing at the building of the Director’s Pavilion, he entered through the entrance.

“Oh? Aren’t you Cadet Baek Ri-pyeong, the champion of the Winter Tournament? What brings you to the Director’s Pavilion?”

A man with a friendly yet meticulous appearance smiled and welcomed Baek Ri-pyeong.

Behind him, a small cart was piled high with documents.

He seemed to be hurrying somewhere, but as soon as he spotted Baek Ri-pyeong, he stopped and approached.

“I came to submit this.”

Baek Ri-pyeong took out an envelope from his pocket.

Having shaken off all lingering attachments and hesitation during his walk to the Director’s Pavilion, there was no hesitation in his movements.

The man who received the envelope widened his eyes upon seeing the characters written on its surface.

Resignation Application.

“Hmm. This isn’t something I can handle on my own authority. Follow me.”

He abandoned his cart and led Baek Ri-pyeong up the stairs.

They arrived at the top floor, the 5th floor.

In front of the Administrator’s Office.

Baek Ri-pyeong’s eyes widened.

What kind of big deal was leaving Maengryong Corps that they had to come to the Administrator’s Office?

“You must not have known. Resignation applications must receive the Academy Director’s approval.”

After explaining this to Baek Ri-pyeong, the man cleared his throat briefly and shouted loudly.

“Academy Director. This is Officer Gi Yu-chan. May I come in for a moment?”

“Come in.”

Permission was granted immediately.

When they opened the door and entered, Peng Do-yul was gazing out the window while savoring tea.

“Oh? It’s Cadet Baek Ri-pyeong. What brings you here?”

“This.”

Gi Yu-chan held out the envelope he was carrying.

After glancing at the five characters written on the surface, Peng Do-yul calmly took out the paper inside and read its contents.

“A return order from Zhongnan…”

Peng Do-yul muttered quietly.

“I’ll give you this as well.”

Baek Ri-pyeong took out the envelope containing the money order from his pocket and respectfully handed it over.

“Hmm. A money order from Zhongnan’s main trading house.”

Peng Do-yul confirmed the money order as well.

He gave Gi Yu-chan a meaningful look.

Understanding the meaning, Gi Yu-chan quietly left the office.

“Do you know why the sect leader issued such an order?”

At this pointed question, Baek Ri-pyeong hesitated but nodded and answered.

“I believe it’s for the same reason he sent me to Maengryong Corps.”

This time Peng Do-yul nodded.

It was a question to confirm whether Baek Ri-pyeong accurately understood his situation.

“Master Ju is quite ambitious. More so than his abilities warrant.”

“…Academy Director. Your words seem excessive.”

He had negatively evaluated Zhongnan’s sect leader in front of a Zhongnan disciple.

It was something Baek Ri-pyeong could reasonably say.

“I apologize for that. I’m sorry. I was definitely wrong.”

Peng Do-yul readily admitted it. Baek Ri-pyeong’s expression changed slightly at this sight.

Among the adults he had encountered in Zhongnan, he had rarely seen anyone who admitted their mistakes so readily.

“You didn’t look at the academy regulations, did you?”

Peng Do-yul’s follow-up question.

As he said this, he walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a thick book.

Baek Ri-pyeong couldn’t give any answer. Because Peng Do-yul was right.

He only knew that he had to submit his resignation application to the Director’s Pavilion.

Peng Do-yul skillfully opened to a page and held it out.

“These are the academy regulations regarding resignation. Take a look.”

To think the entire contents of this thick book were academy regulations.

Moreover, those familiar hand movements as if he knew where every piece of content was located.

The paper was smooth from how many times he had read the book.

Baek Ri-pyeong was examining the page Peng Do-yul had opened when he started.

Because of one clearly written line.

“That’s right. To submit a resignation application to the Academy Director, you first need your supervising instructor’s approval. Did you get Instructor Ha’s approval? There’s no signature on this application.”

“I didn’t receive approval.”

A brief answer.

“Then that comes first. If you bring Instructor Ha’s signature, I’ll approve it too. So take it back for now.”

Since Peng Do-yul’s words were reasonable, Baek Ri-pyeong bowed his head and left the Academy Director’s office.

Peng Do-yul gazed quietly at Baek Ri-pyeong’s retreating figure as he left the Director’s Pavilion through the window.

“Master Ju. Your greed will cause trouble in peaceful Zhongnan…”

Peng Do-yul muttered quietly.

 

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The moment Ha Mu-baek set foot beyond the main gate.

“Strike!”

With a loud shout, arrows flew from all directions.

Countless arrows falling like a downpour.

Ha Mu-baek chuckled at the sight.

“What’s the point of shouting so loudly during a surprise attack?”

He lightly swung his right arm.

As if an invisible wall had formed, the flying arrows fell powerlessly to midair.

Not a single arrow reached near Ha Mu-baek.

Next, the warriors charged directly with swords and spears.

It was a well-formed attack, as if they had learned some Combined Combat Technique.

Gung Mu-hyeok’s face contorted as he confirmed their identities.

“The Guard Corps…”

That was right.

His own Guard Corps was attacking him first upon his return to Ryeon.

Though he had been away for quite some time, it wasn’t that long either.

To turn their backs on him in just that short period.

At least the Guard Captain hadn’t done so.

He had even lost his life protecting him.

Gung Mu-hyeok’s eyes trembled violently.

“I said it wouldn’t be easy. You can’t let your heart break already.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke quietly.

Then he stepped forward and drew his sword.

A light swing of his blade.

But the result was tremendous.

All the swords and spears of the Guard Corps warriors attacking in formation were cut in half.

The Guard Corps warriors were shocked.

Their weapons had been cut in two, but there wasn’t a single wound on their bodies.

How was such a thing possible?

It was truly miraculous.

Ha Mu-baek looked at them with calm eyes and said.

“Next will be arms.”

His words pierced straight into their ears.

Understanding the meaning of those words wasn’t difficult.

That’s why the Guard Corps warriors’ eyes trembled roughly.

Some had already broken from formation.

Regardless, Ha Mu-baek raised his sword.

And brought it straight down.

“Aaahhh!”

“Uwaaaah!”

Half of them screamed and scattered in all directions at the sight.

The other half gritted their teeth and charged at Ha Mu-baek instead.

The result was devastating.

“Ahhh!”

“Gahh!”

Screams filled the air.

Those who had charged at Ha Mu-baek collapsed clutching their left elbows.

Blood was flowing out like waterfalls from there.

What should have been below the elbow was gone.

Arms lay scattered on the ground, and those whose arms were severed knelt down wailing.

“To become combat ineffective from just that much pain.”

Ha Mu-baek muttered as if it was pathetic.

The pain of limb amputation.

It was indescribable, excruciating agony.

Yet on the battlefield, you couldn’t feel that pain. No, even if you felt it, you had to endure it and keep moving.

Otherwise, your neck might fly off next.

In Ha Mu-baek’s view, these were just novices.

Gung Mu-hyeok watched the scene with wide eyes.

Having seen him survive the Ten Thousand Heaven Golden Chain Explosive Thunder, he had fully realized that Ha Mu-baek was a master beyond imagination.

But this was different from that.

Such divine prowess to bring down so many with just simple movements that were nothing special.

The number of Guard Corps gathered here appeared to be roughly a hundred.

To neutralize them, he had only made one gesture and two sword strikes.

Even seeing it directly, he couldn’t believe it.

Ha Mu-baek looked around quietly.

Only those clutching their arms in agony or collapsed remained.

Those who had fled had already crossed the wall and run down the mountain or into the mountain forest.

“A ragtag bunch.”

A simple assessment.

However, Gung Mu-hyeok couldn’t readily accept that assessment.

‘Instructor Ha is just too strong. What group wouldn’t become ragtag before such martial prowess…’

Gung Mu-hyeok couldn’t bring himself to voice that thought.

It was the same afterward.

Among those blocking their path, there wasn’t a single person who could block Ha Mu-baek’s one sword strike.

Thus, the number of those who lost their left arms steadily increased.

Gung Mu-hyeok felt uneasy watching the Manmulryeon members lose their arms.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t ask Ha Mu-baek to show mercy.

Because he knew mercy was already being shown.

He was cutting off arms instead of necks.

Yes, it would be better than dying.

With that thought, he could only follow behind while watching this gruesome scene.

They arrived at the Great Hall.

The pavilion at the center of Manmulryeon, where major and minor affairs of Ryeon were decided.

Ha Mu-baek gazed at the Great Hall intently.

“They’re inside.”

At Ha Mu-baek’s words, Gung Mu-hyeok nodded.

“It’s the center of this Ryeon.”

“They seem to be waiting.”

Ha Mu-baek took a step, and Gung Mu-hyeok followed behind.

Just as Ha Mu-baek had initially promised, Gung Mu-hyeok hadn’t been harmed by even a hair.

Not even dust had gotten on his clothes.

Thud, thud.

As they entered the pavilion and walked down the corridor, only their footsteps echoed.

In stark contrast to the countless warriors who had jumped out on the way here, no one was present.

“Seven people are waiting. And people are gathering around this pavilion.”

Ha Mu-baek informed him of what he sensed with his Ki Sense.

Gung Mu-hyeok wore a resolute expression.

Now it was time to settle things.

They arrived at the Great Hall.

The Grand Master’s Chair placed at the highest seat.

Gung Do-hyeok sat in the Ryeon-ju’s seat, looking down at them.

“Have you come? Elder brother.”

Those standing around the Grand Master’s Chair.

One person had an unfamiliar face.

But the other five were faces he knew well.

“Five Elders.”

Gung Mu-hyeok muttered calmly.

Those who decide the major and minor affairs of the Ryeon together with the Ryeon-ju.

The five Elders.

They had all sided with his younger sibling.

Their expressions were varied.

Some looked ashamed, others looked confident.

There was also one with a face full of ambition.

“Have all Five Elders agreed to Do-hyeok’s rebellion?”

Gung Mu-hyeok stepped forward and asked.

Ha Mu-baek remained calm beside him.

From now on, this was Manmulryeon’s internal affair.

He just needed to watch and then decide how to collect his debt.

Gung Do-hyeok glanced at Ha Mu-baek’s appearance.

“Rebellion, you say, elder brother. It’s simply the Vice Ryeon-ju, who has been caring for the Ryeon in place of the irresponsible Ryeon-ju who abandoned it, ascending to the position of Ryeon-ju. That would be me.”

Gung Do-hyeok shouted with a confident face.

“Do you think the Elder Council will recognize it?”

Gung Mu-hyeok’s question.

“Hmph. Those old men who only live in the past are currently so entranced by the Ten Thousand Year Old Black Gold Iron that they can’t come to their senses. Since the Elder Council is absent, it can be handled with just the Elders’ agreement.”

To become Ryeon-ju, one needed to receive recognition from both the Five Elders and the Elder Council simultaneously.

In the current situation, it was nothing more than a formality, but Gung Do-hyeok was saying he would become Ryeon-ju through proper procedures.

“A Vice Ryeon-ju who tried to kill the Ryeon-ju?”

“What?”

At Gung Mu-hyeok’s words, Gung Do-hyeok let out an incredulous sigh.

At that sight, Gung Mu-hyeok put his hand into his chest.

What he pulled out was the launch tube of the Ten Thousand Heaven Golden Chain Explosive Thunder.

“Th-that is?”

Someone among the Five Elders recognized it.

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