The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 189
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Chapter 189. How Noisy
He truly ran with all his might.
He identified the suspicious bastards and ran toward them at the fastest speed possible.
Just as he reached a distance where he could see those bastards.
One of them leaped into midair and scattered powder from a small pouch into the air.
Concentrating his Internal Energy into his Eye Power, he could see every single particle of that fine powder.
The wind blew.
The powder was trying to scatter on the wind.
Too late.
…No, it wasn’t too late.
‘Until people inhale it, they’re not poisoned yet.’
His movement was faster than expected.
Before he knew it, Ha Mu-baek was already launching his sword.
Qi Control Sword.
The target wasn’t a person.
It was the powder trying to scatter in midair on the wind.
Ha Mu-baek concentrated.
The sword whirled around the surrounding area.
At an incredibly fast speed.
It spun round and round within a specific range.
As if creating a whirlwind.
Then.
A whirlwind swept through.
A whirlwind of Sword Aura.
The ten Blood Cult warriors widened their eyes at the sight of a sword that had suddenly appeared, spinning round and round by itself.
The source of the Air-Rending Sound they had heard earlier was that very sword.
For a sword to move like that on its own.
It was an impossible thing.
However, it was something that could happen.
“Q-Qi Control Sword…”
Someone among the ten muttered it quietly.
Just as they were mesmerized by the Sword Aura whirlwind created by the Qi Control Sword.
“I’ll see you bastards in a moment.”
Along with a suddenly heard voice.
Thud! Thud thud thud!
With heavy impacts, all ten collapsed to the ground.
“Wow. What is that?”
“Amazing!”
Passersby were amazed by the sword that had suddenly appeared, spun round and round, and was now moving at a speed invisible to the eye.
And also by the brilliantly white whirlwind.
“Gasp. I-is that a Qi Control Sword?”
The Gate Guards of Gyoryong Hall widened their eyes at the sudden event.
Ha Mu-baek paid no attention to such reactions from his surroundings.
He didn’t care about the ten fallen Blood Cult members either.
He concentrated his Eye Power to the maximum and looked up at the sky.
With eyes that wouldn’t miss even a single particle of poison powder.
He moved his sword.
The whirlwind had now become strong enough to be called a Dragon Tornado.
It was a wind that seemed ready to suck in everything around it.
Indeed, dust rose from the ground and flew up to the sky riding the Dragon Tornado.
“W-wow.”
“D-dangerous!”
Clothing and hair fluttered roughly toward the Dragon Tornado.
The onlookers were startled and quickly retreated.
“W-we can’t stay here.”
When the wind showed signs of growing even stronger, people scattered quickly one after another.
Life was more important than a strange spectacle.
Indeed, weren’t the trees around the Dragon Tornado swaying as if they might be uprooted at any moment?
Ha Mu-baek stretched his hand up toward the air.
The Dragon Tornado’s pressure had sucked in most of the Jamhon Poison that was trying to scatter.
But if left in this state, the powder would ride the Dragon Tornado upward and eventually scatter in all directions from the very top.
That would end up spreading Jamhon Poison throughout all of Muchang.
“I need to put a lid on it.”
Ha Mu-baek muttered quietly.
Pure white Gang Qi formed on his outstretched hand.
When he moved his hand slightly, the Gang Qi separated from his hand and floated up into the air.
And gradually expanded in size.
Circular, pure white Gang Qi.
“Go.”
When Ha Mu-baek muttered quietly, the Gang Qi floated up to the sky. The Gang Qi gradually widened as it rose into the air.
As if unaffected by the Dragon Tornado’s fierce wind, it rose high into the sky without any trembling.
Then, just as Ha Mu-baek said, it covered the Dragon Tornado like putting on a lid.
“Rise up.”
Following those words, Ha Mu-baek’s sword, which had been spinning at tremendous speed, slowly rose into the air.
Still spinning round and round.
The Dragon Tornado weakened back into a whirlwind.
As the sword rose, the length of the whirlwind gradually shortened.
After a while.
Just as the sword and Gang Qi were about to meet.
Ha Mu-baek clenched his fist tightly.
Then the widely spread Gang Qi suddenly contracted as if grasping the air and transformed into a pouch.
And the sword stopped there and slowly returned to Ha Mu-baek.
Ha Mu-baek looked up at the air with sharp eyes.
“Is this the best I can do…”
A mutter that seemed dissatisfied.
It couldn’t be helped.
He hadn’t been able to recover all the Jamhon Poison.
About ten percent of the Jamhon Poison had broken into even smaller pieces and spread into Muchang’s sky.
“I hope it doesn’t exceed the threshold…”
The Jamhon Poison Ha Mu-baek had experienced didn’t immediately turn someone into a Sik Gang-si from inhaling a small amount.
Only after exceeding a certain amount would the poison finally activate, eating the brain and turning the victim into a Sik Gang-si.
The amount Ha Mu-baek had missed was extremely minute.
Even gathered together, it was barely enough to poison five people, if that.
This scattered into even smaller pieces in all directions, so in reality, inhaling it wouldn’t cause any major problems.
The amount was far too small.
However, the food at Wolryong Inn was the problem.
In Muchang, there were those who had accumulated considerable amounts of Soul Sleep Poison in their bodies from that food.
If they inhaled the Soul Sleep Poison in the air and exceeded the critical threshold?
Just imagining it was horrifying.
But there was nothing more Ha Mu-baek could do.
While he was lost in thought for a moment.
The Gang Qi pouch, now shrunk to the size of a fist, slowly fell down in front of Ha Mu-baek.
As Ha Mu-baek glared at the Gang Qi pouch.
Whoooosh!
Intense flames erupted from within the pouch.
The flames ignited by Samadhi True Fire completely burned and destroyed the collected Soul Sleep Poison.
And the Gang Qi also disappeared.
“Now is it these bastards’ turn?”
As Ha Mu-baek was about to move the Blood Cult members into Gyoryong Hall.
“Now what on earth is happening?”
Wi Ji-gun’s voice was heard.
He had come after seeing the Dragon Fist Wind and Gang Qi that Ha Mu-baek had created.
“Master.”
“What is happening in Muchang?”
“I think we need to take these guys away first.”
The people who had scattered were gradually gathering again one by one as the Dragon Fist Wind disappeared.
“Let’s do that.”
Wi Ji-gun and Ha Mu-baek lifted and carried the ten warriors using aerial object manipulation.
After roughly throwing them in the Maengryong Corps 7th Group Training Hall, Ha Mu-baek searched their belongings.
One per person.
Poison pouches containing the same amount of Soul Sleep Poison as the one he had just recovered came out.
Ha Mu-baek slowly told Wi Ji-gun about what had happened while recovering all the Soul Sleep Poison.
Wi Ji-gun frowned.
“Have you ever seen such despicable bastards who anger both heaven and man? Indeed, those Blood Cult bastards are not human…”
A poison that creates Sik Gang-si.
And they had just scattered that poison into the air.
If Ha Mu-baek had been just a little later, what would have happened?
Just imagining it sent chills down his spine.
“So Ran-i is currently with Instructor Han?”
“Yes.”
“It’s noisy.”
Wi Ji-gun said while looking toward where Wolryong Manor was located.
“Indeed it is.”
Ha Mu-baek’s gaze also turned in that direction.
“I suppose I should go to Ran-i.”
“Please do.”
Wi Ji-gun leaped into the air.
Ha Mu-baek looked at the bastards sprawled on the ground.
“It would have been nice if Seol-bing were here.”
He missed the Ice Soul Gate Lock Formation that she deployed.
Thinking about interrogating these bastards in the training ground.
It wouldn’t be good if passersby saw them or if their screams spread.
“Elder Byeokryeokgae is over there. Let me deal with these bastards first.”
He didn’t think these bastards would know much even if interrogated.
But he still had to check.
Ha Mu-baek struck pressure points to wake them up one by one.
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“You bastard! Quickly offer your neck!”
Byeokryeokgae’s Iron Sphere Staff swept through space.
Gang Qi scattered in all directions.
However, Gwang Hoe-cheon calmly dodged all of it with a composed face.
“Hmph. I’m different from my old self.”
Gwang Hoe-cheon sneered and swung his fist.
Bang! Crash!
Loud sounds echoed.
The exchange between the two showed no retreat whatsoever.
Advancing and retreating in turns.
Evenly matched.
Byeokryeokgae was inwardly shocked.
He was currently using his full strength. He was astonished by the fact that Gwang Hoe-cheon before him was nearly equal to such himself.
The day Dan Mok Family Estate fell.
How much had he blamed himself for his weakness?
That’s why he had never stopped training since then.
Even though he seemed to just lie around begging uselessly, he was always secretly practicing internal energy cultivation, mental training, and refining his forms.
He could assert with confidence.
‘I have risen at least two levels in realm since then.’
It was a cold assessment, not arrogance.
But.
The bastard who couldn’t handle him back then and fled with his tail between his legs was now fighting him evenly.
It was absurd.
It seemed he had even imposed restrictions on his own martial arts to avoid the Beggar Sect’s eyes.
And it seemed he had just released those restrictions.
How could someone who had restricted their martial arts for years have risen to such a level?
“You’re using dark magic!”
That was the only explanation.
That was Blood Cult dark magic.
Hadn’t the Blood Cult used all sorts of strange dark magic in the last war?
“Keke. You can’t accept it, I see. But this isn’t dark magic. It’s my skill. Well, I did use a different great method.”
Gwang Hoe-cheon said with a smile.
But he was equally anxious inside.
There was no expected reaction from outside.
‘They should have scattered it by now?’
By now, half the poison should have left Muchang.
And half should have been scattered throughout Muchang, causing chaos everywhere.
If such a situation occurred, the Beggar Sect would focus on Muchang’s stability rather than Gwang Hoe-cheon himself.
In that gap, he had to go accomplish his purpose.
But.
There was no sign of anything.
His firm trust in his subordinates wavered slightly.
“Bastard! Let’s see how long you can keep this up!”
Byeokryeokgae’s clothes swelled as if they would burst.
The sword aura imbued in his Iron Striking Staff became so dense it couldn’t get any thicker.
Using Drunken Eight Immortals Steps, Byeokryeokgae’s body movement instantly expanded as he struck through space and rushed at Gwang Hoe-cheon.
Simultaneously, Iron Striking Staffs flew in from eight directions.
Gwang Hoe-cheon swung his fists filled with red gang qi and deflected all the Iron Striking Staffs.
“Kheuk.”
Though he had confidence in his internal energy, it was actually Byeokryeokgae who suffered losses from that clash.
He staggered back.
Gwang Hoe-cheon also frowned.
‘Still a monster-like beggar old man. Half of my accumulated internal energy has disappeared.’
There was no time left to waste fighting Byeokryeokgae here any longer.
He had thought his subordinates would naturally retreat once they scattered Soul Sleeping Poison in Muchang and the Jiangshi appeared.
‘Did something go wrong?’
If so, he couldn’t delay here any longer.
Having achieved one purpose with the Soul Sleeping Poison, he needed to accomplish another purpose and leave Muchang.
Years of restriction technique.
Though he had no internal energy, his level of mastery hadn’t gone anywhere.
During this time, Gwang Hoe-cheon hadn’t focused solely on hiding his identity.
He had opened his middle dantian and constantly cultivated within his mind.
Also, he hadn’t simply eliminated his internal energy.
During the restricted period, internal energy had accumulated bit by bit.
The moment the restriction was released.
All the internal energy that had built up exploded instantaneously.
That’s why he could face Byeokryeokgae’s internal energy without being overwhelmed.
Now only half of that remained.
‘I’ll shake off Byeokryeokgae here.’
He used half of his remaining internal energy again.
Gang qi turning bright red.
Gwang Hoe-cheon launched his body and rushed at Byeokryeokgae.
“Let’s end this now!”
Gwang Hoe-cheon’s fists struck like a storm.
Byeokryeokgae wasn’t the only one who suffered losses in the previous clash. He had also sustained minor internal injuries.
Before he could recover from that, Gwang Hoe-cheon pressed his attack again.
Thanks to this, Byeokryeokgae kept retreating under the continued storm-like assault.
A different situation from when they had exchanged evenly matched attacks and defenses moments before.
As Byeokryeokgae retreated and positioned himself in the middle of the room.
“Tahat!”
Gwang Hoe-cheon launched a massive gang qi and then quickly retreated backward.
“You bastard!”
Byeokryeokgae swung his Iron Striking Staff and shattered the gang qi flying toward him.
Bang!
As a loud sound rang out and shockwaves spread.
“Well then, farewell.”
Gwang Hoe-cheon’s quiet words.
“What?”
Crack.
Gwang Hoe-cheon drove his fist into a section of the wall.
And at the same time.
Kwarrrrrrrung!
With a tremendous sound, the entire hall collapsed.
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