The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 211

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Chapter 211. Who Are You?

 

 

“Ready! At ease!”

Ha Mu-baek repeated the same words like he was some kind of machine.

The cadets also raised and lowered their swords and shields like mechanical dolls.

How long had they been doing this?

Gradually, the western sky was turning red.

Sweat poured from their entire bodies like rain, soaking the ground.

Even so, Ha Mu-baek continued repeating the same commands in his monotone voice.

The Maengryong Squad Seven Cadets were also drenched in sweat.

Dang Jin-san’s entire body was trembling.

Hell had unfolded from the moment his meager internal energy was restricted.

He was already exhausted from the martial duel with Eon Mu-ung.

And training had immediately followed.

It looked easy with its simple repetitive movements, but it absolutely wasn’t.

They had to continuously move swords and shields of tremendous weight.

Moreover, Ha Mu-baek gave irregular durations for the ready position and at ease position.

Sometimes long, sometimes short.

Thanks to this, they couldn’t relax their tension for even a moment.

The continuous training with their entire bodies tensely wound up was overworking every muscle.

Before they knew it, the afternoon cultivation time was coming to an end.

Now it was dinner time.

Hope appeared on the faces of the cadets as they gauged the time by the red sky.

Hope that this hell would soon end.

However.

Ha Mu-baek’s mouth didn’t stop.

Dinner time had already begun.

That crazy instructor still showed no signs of ending the cultivation.

The Maengryong Squad Seven Cadets moved silently.

They only occasionally cast pitying glances toward Dang Jin-san while focusing on their cultivation.

They knew all too well what kind of person their instructor was.

He was incredibly lazy and hated working.

But when he set his mind to something, he transformed into a demon.

That’s why the Seventh Group cadets concentrated on cultivation without showing the slightest complaint.

No, Dan Mok Un-rae was even subtly smiling.

‘That cultivation maniac…’

Yeon Ha-min shook her head slightly at Dan Mok Un-rae’s appearance.

Then she turned her gaze toward Dang Jin-san.

Ha Mu-baek, with his arms crossed, was still only looking at Dang Jin-san.

But that didn’t mean he was neglecting to watch the other cadets.

Punishment flew mercilessly at cadets who tried to slack off while Ha Mu-baek’s gaze was fixed on one cadet.

“Wh-what is this? What the hell…”

Then someone couldn’t hold back and muttered.

It was a first-year cadet training near Cho Mu-ha.

“Why should I do this stupid shit?”

And he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Fuck. I can’t do this anymore.”

His eyes blazed with anger as he threw down his sword and shield.

Ha Mu-baek turned his head.

His eyes met with that cadet’s.

The other cadets held their breath. Hadn’t they all seen what Ha Mu-baek had done to the Maengryong instructor earlier?

And now a cadet was rebelling like this.

The moment Ha Mu-baek’s lips seemed to curve into an arc.

Smack!

With the sound of impact, the cadet who had stopped moving sprayed blood as he flew backward.

“Urgh.”

The first-year cadet staggered to his feet.

His lip was split and bleeding, his left cheek swollen.

“Pick up your sword and shield.”

But the cadet only glared at Ha Mu-baek.

“If you don’t like it, get lost. You’re in the way.”

Ha Mu-baek no longer gave him a glance and came back in front of Dang Jin-san.

“What are you all doing? Ready!”

At Ha Mu-baek’s command, the cadets hurriedly moved their swords and shields again.

Their movements were much more precise than before.

“H-how dare you. Do you know who I am!”

The cadet who had stayed in place despite being told to get lost.

He shouted as if screaming.

Ha Mu-baek looked at him with cold eyes and asked.

“At ease! Who are you?”

“The lord of great Dorim is this young master’s father!”

The cadet shouted again as if screaming.

Expectation flickered in his eyes. That this damn instructor would tuck his tail between his legs after hearing his background.

If he had known this was such a crazy place, he would have just gone to Waryong Corps.

He wouldn’t have come here out of curiosity about a place called Maengryong Corps.

At his outcry, the cadets around him looked surprised instead.

This was the first time he was revealing that he was the son of the lord of Dorim.

Ha Mu-baek looked at him indifferently.

“So?”

“I’m Un Do-heon, son of the lord of Dorim!”

Un Do-heon shouted again, filled with rage.

Ha Mu-baek glanced at Dang Jin-san.

“Dang Jin-san. I’ll show you how sloppy what you did today was. First, you must accurately assess your opponent’s capabilities. You were wrong from there.”

He pointed out that Dang Jin-san had failed to properly assess Eon Mu-ung’s abilities.

“And if you decide to make a move, don’t drag it out – immediately, right there and then. With all your strength.”

As soon as those words ended, Ha Mu-baek’s body movement disappeared.

Smack!

The sound of impact rang out once more.

“I wonder what kind of place Dorim has become – seems like I’ve only seen one decent person from there recently.”

Un Do-heon was slammed straight into the ground.

“Kuhek.”

Both his cheeks swollen bright red, he got up and drew the blade he carried on his back.

Since bringing personal weapons wasn’t particularly forbidden, Un Do-heon had his blade with him.

Drawing his blade, he immediately unleashed blade technique toward Ha Mu-baek.

In an instant, tremendous qi aura burst forth with him at the center.

Ha Mu-baek, who saw this, shouted.

“Ready!”

At that command, the cadets hastily moved their shields and swords.

Right after that.

Bang! Bang!

Loud sounds rang out from the shields of the cadets around Un Do-heon as they staggered backward.

However, none of them fell or were injured.

They had blocked Un Do-heon’s tremendous qi aura with their now somewhat familiar defensive stance.

“Has Dorim really gone completely mad? Every Tom, Dick, and Harry using the Heaven-Severing Demon-Slaying Blade.”

Ha Mu-baek muttered as if dumbfounded and took a step forward.

Un Do-heon unleashed Heaven-Collapsing Demon-Annihilation, the final form of the Heaven-Severing Demon-Slaying Blade, and charged toward Ha Mu-baek.

Thwack!

Thwack thwack!

Thwack thwack thwack!

However, Ha Mu-baek casually swung his two fists and completely destroyed Un Do-heon’s blade technique.

And then came the continuous sounds of flesh being struck.

Ha Mu-baek’s two fists truly pounded Un Do-heon without rest.

“Kheuhuk.”

Un Do-heon let out a rough scream.

Ha Mu-baek glanced at Dang Jin-san.

“And if you decide to make a move, you need to completely destroy them. Well, this one seems to have done it properly though.”

Un Do-heon collapsed to the ground and writhed.

Ha Mu-baek grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and threw him away.

Then he looked around.

Everyone had properly responded to his command in that situation, and their stances had come out decently.

“That’s enough for today.”

Ha Mu-baek left those words and departed from the training ground.

The cadets remaining in the training ground immediately sprawled on the ground.

“Huff huff. I thought I was going to die.”

“But didn’t he definitely say Heaven-Severing Demon-Slaying Blade?”

Someone asked with an incredulous expression.

Cho Mu-ha had also been nearby, so he had heard those words clearly.

“Yes. He did.”

Cho Mu-ha nodded and answered.

“And he destroyed that with bare fists?”

“Mmm. I told you, didn’t I? There’s one monster instructor.”

Dang Jin-san, who had approached at some point, slumped down.

“Ah, senior.”

Cho Mu-ha tried to get up hastily, but Dang Jin-san waved his hand to stop him.

“It’s fine. You probably don’t even have the energy to rest…”

“The martial duel earlier was really magnificent.”

Cho Mu-ha said as if he had just remembered.

“Bullshit. Didn’t you see me getting beaten by our monster instructor just now?”

He had seen it.

That’s why he couldn’t understand.

To scold him for not doing properly after seeing such an excellent martial duel.

“But why are people from Dorim really like that?”

Dan Mok Un-rae, who had approached at some point, sat beside Dang Jin-san and said.

“How would I know.”

Yeon Ha-min looked at Un Do-heon sprawled on the ground for a moment, then turned and left the training ground.

It was because unpleasant memories from last year came to mind.

“Um, but will it be okay?”

At those words, Cho Mu-ha asked cautiously as if he had just thought of it.

“What?”

“If he’s the son of the Lord of Dorim, he has an incredible status…”

Cho Mu-ha.

He was a disciple of a nameless small martial hall located in Muchang.

To him, a disciple of Dorim, especially the son of the Lord, was an unimaginably lofty status.

At that question, Dang Jin-san and Dan Mok Un-rae looked at each other and chuckled.

“It’ll be fine.”

Dang Jin-san’s answer.

“If it’s not fine, then probably Dorim won’t be fine.”

Dan Mok Un-rae’s answer.

The two now knew a little about their instructor.

The instructors were also sprawled on the ground in the same way.

Because right after Ha Mu-baek ended the cadets’ training, Han Seol-bing had also ended the instructors’ training.

“Ugh. Let’s move quickly for now. If we go too late, there won’t be food at Damryong Pavilion.”

Dang Jin-san forced his unmoving body to get up.

“Come to think of it, we skipped lunch too, didn’t we?”

Dan Mok Un-rae also got up.

Then he helped Cho Mu-ha to his feet.

“Let’s go eat quickly. We need to eat if we want to endure.”

Was it because of the brief connection at Damryong Pavilion?

Was it because he consistently called them senior and approached them?

Dan Mok Un-rae and Dang Jin-san looked after Cho Mu-ha.

As the three of them moved, the other cadets also began to move stealthily.

After everyone left, two cadets approached Un Do-heon.

Two cadets who couldn’t step forward and could only watch everything while holding their breath.

They were disciples that Dorim had assigned to Un Do-heon.

Due to the nature of Gyoryong Hall where guards or attendants couldn’t accompany them, they had sent two disciples to enter as Maengryong Corps cadets along with Un Do-heon.

The two carried Un Do-heon on their backs and headed to the medical hall.

 

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“Oh, it already exploded? Hehe.”

Peng Do-yul moistened his lips with his teacup and laughed.

“Dorim. What on earth is wrong with that place?”

“How would I know? If you’re so curious, why don’t you ask the Alliance Leader.”

Peng Do-yul said as he put down his teacup.

“Hmm. Should I really go visit once?”

Ha Mu-baek frowned and muttered.

Jeongcheon Alliance Leader So Hwi-ung.

He didn’t particularly want to go visit him on purpose.

Although they were comrades who had entrusted their backs to each other and crossed the boundary between life and death together.

His slickness was truly the best under heaven.

For Ha Mu-baek, he was an even more troublesome person than Gongsun Dan-gyeong.

“Isn’t there another one?”

Ha Mu-baek looked at Peng Do-yul and asked.

“What?”

“Someone in Maengryong Corps who’s not like the Maengryong Corps.”

“Well, there are a few more.”

Soon Peng Do-yul informed him about cadets from special sects like Un Do-heon.

“Aren’t you angry?”

Peng Do-yul tilted his head and asked.

Last year, he had been truly furious like fire.

“He’s not even my assigned cadet, I’m just overseeing group training. It doesn’t particularly matter.”

Ha Mu-baek answered nonchalantly.

“But you’re in charge of the entire Maengryong Corps?”

Ha Mu-baek chuckled softly.

“There are other instructors too. Right now I have to work the instructors hard as well. But after a month or two, well.”

Ha Mu-baek’s eyes gleamed.

“It seems you’re planning to work them harshly.”

“I’m an instructor, so I should do at least that much. Today being the first day, I just gave them a brief taste.”

At those words, Peng Do-yul just smiled broadly.

It wasn’t his concern.

Now the affairs of Maengryong Corps were entirely Ha Mu-baek’s responsibility.

“More importantly, what about Dorim? The sect leader won’t just sit still, will he?”

“Un Gyo-cheol?”

Ha Mu-baek mentioned the name of the current Dorim sect leader.

Peng Do-yul nodded.

“If that bastard won’t sit still? Do you think he’ll come at me?”

After thinking carefully, Peng Do-yul shook his head.

Dorim was Alliance Leader So Hwi-ung’s home sect.

As such, in the past two wars, Dorim had helped So Hwi-ung with full force, and the one who stood at the very forefront was the current sect leader Un Gyo-cheol.

He had encountered Ha Mu-baek several times on the battlefield.

So he wouldn’t step forward over just something like this.

Even though his son had been beaten to a pulp.

During training, the cadet had defied and attacked the instructor.

The justification was on Ha Mu-baek’s side.

Above all, Ha Mu-baek was stronger.

Even recalling last year’s incident with Han Pyeong.

He had shattered his knee, but Dorim didn’t particularly respond.

Han Pyeong, who had attacked Ha Mu-baek without knowing better, had been the foolish one.

 

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In the medical hall bed, Un Do-heon opened his eyes.

There wasn’t a place on his body that didn’t hurt.

His face especially ached terribly.

A small medical room barely lit by an oil lamp.

Un Do-heon quietly looked up at the ceiling. He wanted to move his body but couldn’t budge due to the pain.

‘This isn’t right….’

A thought that came to mind.

He had heard stories of last year’s Gyoryong Hall tournament.

Both the story of Gwan Ha-gyeong who died, and the story of Ju U-myeong who won.

This year, he had entered Maengryong Corps with the ambition to become the tournament champion.

‘A Maengryong Corps tournament champion would be cooler than a Waryong Corps tournament champion.’

That’s how he had felt when he heard the news.

He thought that perhaps his father’s view of him might change a bit.

But to end up in such a state.

“Damn Maengryong Corps. Fuck. Just wait and see.”

Now style was no longer the issue.

Un Do-heon’s muttering, filled with resentment, quietly flowed out in the dim medical room.

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