The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 209

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Chapter 209. What Do You Have to Say?

 

 

Even without Gang Qi.

He unleashed that form using only Whip Energy.

It wasn’t properly executed.

He was merely imitating it.

Even so, the whip possessed enough power to pierce through Eon Mu-ung’s overlapping Fist Energy.

A single point.

Against the pressure of Fist Energy crushing Dang Jin-san’s entire body, he concentrated on just one point and thrust.

Thunk.

Dang Jin-san felt as if he could hear such a sound.

The whip filled with Internal Energy pierced through the overlapping Fist Energy.

It was possible because he concentrated on a single point.

Thunk.

This time he truly pierced properly.

Dang Jin-san’s whip penetrated even the Fist Guards and embedded into the middle finger part of Eon Mu-ung’s clenched fist.

“Kugh.”

Eon Mu-ung let out a groan at the unexpected attack and pain.

At that moment.

The pressure disappeared.

Eon Mu-ung couldn’t maintain the overlapping of his Fist Energy.

‘Got it.’

The whip that had been standing rigid moved fluidly again.

It struck like a snake targeting its prey for attack.

Thwack!

The whip lashed Eon Mu-ung’s back.

“Kugh.”

Eon Mu-ung groaned once more and rolled on the ground.

It was to avoid the whip.

The Nine Spirit Snake Whips pursued Eon Mu-ung persistently as if unwilling to let him escape.

The whip filled with Internal Energy swept through the surroundings.

Eon Mu-ung swung his fists again.

Dang Jin-san didn’t give him time to overlap his Fist Energy.

Having already experienced it once.

When he seized the advantage, he had to press forward and finish it.

Past experience was telling him to do so.

Whips lashing from all directions.

Eon Mu-ung was skillfully blocking and dodging them.

Dang Jin-san’s eyes sank coldly.

Glance.

He even took time to observe Bi Ga-yeong, the referee.

‘She said she’d intervene if the attacks became excessive.’

However, Dang Jin-san had no intention of holding back.

If one was a martial artist, they should take responsibility for their actions and pay the price.

He intended to properly collect payment for the insult Maengryong Corps had suffered.

Only then would they not look down on Maengryong Corps in the future.

This was also a warning directed at the other first-year cadets of Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps watching this martial duel.

That Maengryong Corps was not a target for them to ridicule and look down upon.

Dang Jin-san’s whip danced in midair.

Eon Mu-ung desperately dodged while using footwork techniques.

In the midst of this, he extended his fists attempting counterattacks.

But his fists and Fist Wind were already at a distance that couldn’t reach Dang Jin-san.

Bi Ga-yeong was watching the two’s martial duel with concentration as if she wouldn’t miss a single moment.

‘I need to press forward all at once without giving her a chance to intervene.’

For that, there was a very good form.

The eighth form of the Nine Spirit Snake Whips.

Hundred Serpent Wild Dance.

The chaotic dance of a hundred snakes.

Once started, it couldn’t be stopped midway—a form that pressed the opponent like a storm and tore them to pieces.

As such, it was a form with great weaknesses if the opponent dodged, so one had to be careful when using it.

When certain. Or in a moment of desperation when betting everything on one decisive battle.

A form that could only be used at such times.

This was a latter-half form different from the first seven forms.

The eighth form that brought storms to the whip, and the ninth form of certain death with one strike.

Dang Jin-san knew both very well.

He had learned them with his body.

By being hit by Dang Ji-yeon’s forms.

As such, he knew well the optimal timing to unleash the forms.

Dang Jin-san was waiting for that opportunity.

The decisive moment when Eon Mu-ung absolutely couldn’t dodge.

Eon Mu-ung gritted his teeth and charged toward Dang Jin-san.

He crossed both arms to block the incoming whip.

His intention was to charge in and get Dang Jin-san within his range.

He could have sufficiently blocked the approach but didn’t.

If he did that, Bi Ga-yeong would likely stop the martial duel.

Eon Mu-ung had already allowed quite many attacks.

That couldn’t happen.

Eon Mu-ung’s eyes were still alive.

If he won in this state, that bastard would never accept defeat.

Therefore, Dang Jin-san reduced the force in his whip.

Eon Mu-ung seized that opportunity to close the distance at once and establish his range.

And a fist striking with all his might.

It was truly the momentum of a killing blow.

Thanks to that.

‘The opening is too big.’

Dang Jin-san could seize the opportunity he had been waiting and waiting for.

Because he only charged in a straight line.

Dang Jin-san could avoid Eon Mu-ung’s charge and fist with just light footwork.

Even so, Eon Mu-ung couldn’t stop or change direction.

It was because he had put in momentum he couldn’t control himself.

Dang Jin-san spun his body around.

And caught Eon Mu-ung’s back as he passed by.

“Tahat!”

With a great battle cry, the eighth form of the Nine Spirit Snake Whips, Hundred Serpent Wild Dance, unfolded from Dang Jin-san’s fingertips.

“Stop…”

The moment Dang Jin-san dodged Eon Mu-ung’s decisive strike.

Bi Ga-yeong tried to end the martial duel, judging that the match was decided.

But Dang Jin-san’s forms had just begun.

She had missed the timing to end the martial duel.

She decided she would end the martial duel as soon as those forms finished.

However.

The Hundred Serpent Wild Dance was merciless.

Papapapapapapak!!!

The whip struck like a storm.

In an instant, it pounded Eon Mu-ung’s entire body.

“Keoeoeoek.”

A scream burst from Eon Mu-ung’s mouth.

His clothes all over his body tore as red and purple wounds were carved into him.

“St, stop!”

Bi Ga-yeong urgently shouted to stop the martial duel.

But since the forms had already begun, they couldn’t be stopped midway.

If they were, his internal energy would reverse flow and Dang Jin-san would suffer internal injuries instead.

In the end, the instructor should have directly intervened to stop the martial duel.

But Bi Ga-yeong couldn’t muster the courage to leap into that storm.

The time she hesitated for a moment.

In that time, the Hundred Serpent Wild Dance was racing toward its end.

The whip seemed to wrap around Eon Mu-ung’s waist.

Bwoong.

It lifted his body into midair.

Kwang!

And slammed him straight into the ground.

Puaaaaaha.

Dust clouds rose thickly in all directions.

The cadets who had been watching stared blankly at that sight.

That final move.

Just imagining it being unleashed toward themselves made them shudder.

Moreover, that finishing move of slamming into the ground.

Bi Ga-yeong ran toward Eon Mu-ung with a dismayed expression.

Blaming herself that her hesitation had brought about this result.

She should blame Dang Jin-san, but she couldn’t.

Because she knew he wasn’t at a level where he could stop his forms midway.

“Keueuuk.”

Eon Mu-ung let out a groan.

Intense pain as if his whole body was being shattered.

Especially from the final strike, his head rang severely.

If there was any fortune, it was that he fell on his shoulder.

He could have been slammed down head-first, but that might have killed him, so he had done it this way.

Bi Ga-yeong examined Eon Mu-ung’s condition in detail.

Was it fortunate or unfortunate.

There was no threat to his life.

There were no internal injuries either.

However.

That final strike of being slammed into the ground.

Perhaps because of that, his left arm was broken.

Dang Jin-san had already retrieved his whip and wrapped it around his waist.

Bi Ga-yeong hurriedly performed first aid on Eon Mu-ung’s left arm.

It was fortunate that she was from Seonyu Valley.

“This will hurt.”

After a brief warning, she set the displaced bone in one go.

“Keusup.”

Eon Mu-ung groaned, sweating all over his body.

Bi Ga-yeong applied a suitable splint and secured it firmly.

“Go to the medical hall right away. And you’ve lost.”

He would know even without being told.

Nevertheless, since it was a martial duel over a dispute, she clearly announced the outcome.

Bi Ga-yeong stood up and glared at Dang Jin-san.

At that very moment when he used forms that couldn’t be stopped.

She could tell that Dang Jin-san had intended it.

But it was only circumstantial evidence.

She couldn’t do anything to Dang Jin-san with this.

“I said I would intervene if your technique was excessive.”

Within that was an interrogation about why he had done that when the outcome was already decided.

“That guy’s eyes were still alive.”

A calm answer.

Dang Jin-san looked at Eon Mu-ung.

Good.

Now his eyes were dead.

He had acknowledged his own defeat.

“It’s a martial duel. Not a life-or-death battle.”

“That’s why it ended at this level. Don’t you know that I showed mercy in my technique at the final moment?”

“….”

Bi Ga-yeong couldn’t respond to that question.

Because it was true.

What would have happened if he had slammed him down head-first.

That finale of lifting him into midair with the whip infused with internal energy and slamming him into the ground.

“Be careful from now on. And you win.”

With those words, Bi Ga-yeong left the training ground.

Dang Jin-san approached Eon Mu-ung.

He was still remaining in the training ground.

“Anything to say?”

Dang Jin-san asked, looking at him coldly.

Eon Mu-ung gritted his teeth.

His clothes all over his body were tattered.

Through the torn clothes, reddened and swollen skin was visible.

These were marks where the whip had struck countless times.

It looked like wounds on the body of a criminal who had been whipped.

“I, I lost.”

Words acknowledging defeat flowed from Eon Mu-ung’s mouth.

“The difference between Maengryong Corps and Jamryong Corps. Now you understand well, right? Since this young master showed you properly.”

At Dang Jin-san’s words, Eon Mu-ung finally hung his head low.

He had received back exactly the words he had said to Dang Jin-san when he requested the martial duel.

“Uwaaaaa!”

The martial duel was over and cheers erupted.

However, only some raised the cheers.

They were all from Maengryong Corps.

Not just the second-year cadets.

The first-year cadets who had flocked over after hearing the rumors were also extremely excited and shouting cheers.

Among them was Cho Mu-ha.

‘As expected. Choosing Maengryong Corps was the right decision. To think there are seniors like this here.’

The senior who had given him advice at Damryong Pavilion, Dang Jin-san.

In truth, he hadn’t thought much of his performance in the last Winter Competition.

But that had been his mistake.

Today he had seen such a cool and reliable side of him.

His chest swelled with pride at the fact that such a person was a senior in Maengryong Corps.

Cho Mu-ha clenched his fists tightly.

Making a resolution to become such a martial artist himself.

Ha Mu-baek, who had watched all of this, turned around.

“Everyone come to the Great Training Ground within one gak.”

He left after saying those words.

Dang Jin-san, who came to where his group was, glanced at Ha Mu-baek’s retreating figure as he was just leaving.

“What did he say?”

“Oh, that you’re alive.”

Baek Ri-pyeong said with a chuckle.

It was an uncharacteristic joke from him.

“What are you talking about?”

“You said you’d die if you lost.”

Dan Mok Un-rae added.

“Lose? Me?”

Dang Jin-san said as if it was absurd.

“It looked pretty difficult though.”

At Dan Mok Un-rae’s words, Dang Jin-san’s eyes widened.

“What nonsense! I was completely relaxed!”

“Then that’s fortunate. He said to gather at the Great Training Ground within one gak. Training is starting.”

Yeon Ha-min’s words.

At those words, Dang Jin-san stopped abruptly.

“One gak? But it’s lunch time?”

His expression said it was ridiculous.

“That’s… over.”

At Ha Seol-ran’s words, Dang Jin-san quickly checked the time.

It was true.

In fact, one gak had already passed.

“H-how… I haven’t even eaten…”

Grumble.

Just then, a sound came from Dang Jin-san’s stomach.

“That’s the same for us too.”

Baek Ri-pyeong said as if it was nothing.

“You won’t die from skipping one meal. Let’s go.”

Dan Mok Un-rae turned around.

“You guys might be fine, but… I…”

It had been a martial duel where he gave his all.

Though he said he was relaxed, his dantian was completely empty.

The ninth form that exceeded his abilities, and the eighth form where he poured all his remaining internal energy.

In reality, Dang Jin-san was currently in an exhausted state. He wanted to lie down and rest immediately.

But he hadn’t even eaten.

His stomach was crying out for food.

Yet he had to go train.

The very training that Ha Mu-baek had told them to steel themselves for.

Dang Jin-san’s face quickly turned miserable.

“Damn it…”

He let out a small sigh and took heavy steps at the very back of the group.

Their destination was the Great Training Ground.

“I don’t know if I’ll survive today.”

Only his continued grumbling remained in Jamryong Corps’ training ground.

After they left.

The remaining Maengryong Corps cadets also departed.

They too knew that time was running late.

Thus the Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps cadets who remained until the very end.

“Fuck. What is this. To Maengryong Corps…”

Someone muttered while scrunching up their face.

Several others nodded as if they agreed.

“Ah shit. Then what are we going to do? Is anyone going to challenge them to a martial duel?”

“…”

No one answered that question.

The training ground where everyone had left.

Eon Mu-ung finally walked away weakly.

His retreating figure walking toward the Medical Hall was utterly pitiful.

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