The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 219

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Chapter 219. Those Bastards

 

 

“A bet?”

Byeok I-gyeom asked back.

Dang Jin-san nodded with an amused expression.

“What nonsense are you spouting.”

Byeok I-gyeom tried to dismiss it.

“Not confident, I see?”

Dang Jin-san’s provocation.

Byeok I-gyeom’s face twisted once again.

“Do you know what Hatuje is?”

Dang Jin-san continued speaking without waiting for Byeok I-gyeom’s answer.

Byeok I-gyeom nodded.

Since it was a martial tournament only for first-years, he probably knew about it.

“You guys will compete against the Twentieth Group cadets there.”

Just then, the Waryong Corps 20th Group Cadets were coming out of the School Building.

Byeok I-gyeom’s gaze turned toward them.

“Against those pieces of trash? I could crush them in an instant.”

At those words, Dang Jin-san wiggled his finger back and forth.

“You have to follow Hatuje rules.”

“Rules?”

“Who survives longer. In Hatuje, the group that survives to the end wins.”

Byeok I-gyeom frowned slightly.

“What if we smash those guys right from the start?”

“Then you guys win.”

Dang Jin-san nodded as if it was obvious.

Byeok I-gyeom snickered.

“Who are you to propose a bet telling me to fight those pieces of trash? Why should I play along with your tune?”

“I think you might change your mind once you hear what’s at stake.”

Dang Jin-san spoke nonchalantly.

Only then did the corners of Byeok I-gyeom’s mouth slowly rise.

“What are you betting?”

Now he was starting to show interest.

“How about the second half of Gyoryong Hall?”

Dang Jin-san also smiled as he made the proposal.

Before they knew it, people’s attention was focused on the two of them.

Though they weren’t staring openly, they were unknowingly listening to their conversation.

The Twentieth Group cadets who were the subjects of the bet were walking toward them with bewildered faces.

After all, their job was to serve the First Group cadets.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Since the first half ends with Hatuje. The side that loses the bet follows the winner’s orders throughout the second half.”

Byeok I-gyeom asked with a disinterested expression. Didn’t he already have attendants even without the bet?

Though it was a bet he would win anyway.

“You and me?”

Byeok I-gyeom asked, confirming the subjects of the bet.

“No, Waryong Corps first-year First Group and Maengryong Corps second-year Seventh Group.”

Byeok I-gyeom’s gaze turned toward the Maengryong Squad Seven Cadets in the distance.

Someone’s figure caught his eye.

A big smile seemed to spread across Byeok I-gyeom’s lips.

Then he began to laugh out loud.

“Ha, ha. Hahaha. Kuhahahaha!”

An expression of disbelief.

“How about just saying you want to serve me from the second half? Instead of this troublesome bet?”

Byeok I-gyeom took it for granted that they would win.

Dang Jin-san looked at Byeok I-gyeom with a still smiling face and asked.

“So. Will you do it? Or not?”

“I’ll accept it. It would be stupid to refuse this bet. Kuhuh. A man’s word?”

“Is worth a thousand gold.”

Dang Jin-san completed Byeok I-gyeom’s phrase.

“Good. Well, even if you brought a thousand gold, I wouldn’t back down.”

“Same here.”

All the Maengryong Corps, Waryong Corps, and Jamryong Corps cadets in the Garden saw and heard.

They were gathered from various years.

It was a bet agreed upon in front of such people.

Denying the results would itself tarnish one’s own honor.

“Oh, you can’t just quit and run away after losing the bet, right?”

Dang Jin-san, who was just turning around, spoke as if he had just remembered.

“That’s what I wanted to say.”

“I stake the Tang Family Territory’s honor that such a thing won’t happen.”

Dang Jin-san shouted quite loudly.

In front of all these people, he had staked not just personal honor but his family’s honor.

“Me too. I stake Noejeongnru’s honor that such a thing won’t happen.”

Byeok I-gyeom responded without backing down.

“Well then, I’m taking these guys with me?”

“What?”

When Dang Jin-san spoke while leading the Twentieth Group cadets, Byeok I-gyeom’s face contorted.

“What do you mean, we need to prepare for the bet. Just in case you guys hurt or bully them beforehand so they can’t participate in Hatuje at all.”

At those words, Byeok I-gyeom’s face became even more distorted.

“I don’t need to resort to such petty tricks…”

“Right. So. I need to prepare these guys for the bet to work, so I’m taking them. So don’t touch these guys until Hatuje.”

With those words, Dang Jin-san led the Twentieth Group cadets away.

The Waryong Corps First Group cadets were left behind.

“I-gyeom. Are you really okay with this?”

The other group members who had inadvertently become participants in the bet due to Byeok I-gyeom’s decision.

“Not confident?”

At Byeok I-gyeom’s question, the other group members shook their heads with displeased expressions.

How could they compare themselves to such trash.

Byeok I-gyeom’s gaze turned to the retreating figures of Maengryong Squad Seven.

“You heard. All of Maengryong Squad Seven.”

“So what?”

“Yeon Ha-min. She’s also in Maengryong Squad Seven. If we win that little bet, we can have that wench serve us.”

Byeok I-gyeom spoke with a subtle lustful gleam in his eyes.

At those words, smiles spread across the others’ faces too.

With the exact same look as Byeok I-gyeom.

‘Was it Ha Seol-ran? It’s a shame that girl isn’t in Squad Seven.’

Someone glanced at where the Maengryong Corps 7th Unit had gathered and thought.

 

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Dang Jin-san moved to a different location with the Waryong Corps 20th Group cadets and his companions.

It was a quiet place without the gazes of others around.

“What’s this all of a sudden? Dragging all of us into this too?”

Baek Ri-pyeong asked with a slightly flustered expression.

“We need to go this far for those guys to take the bait.”

“Trash.”

Yeon Ha-min muttered coldly.

“Uh, huh?”

Dang Jin-san, startled, made a sheepish expression.

“Those bastards.”

Harsh words continued to flow from Yeon Ha-min’s mouth.

She had definitely felt that sticky, disgusting gaze that reached her back at the last moment.

Having received countless such gazes at the Yeon Family, she could recognize it instantly.

That creepy unpleasantness she had forgotten since it hadn’t happened for a while.

How dare they cast such lustful gazes at her.

Since they had come out of the school building late, the 20th Group cadets still didn’t properly understand the full situation.

When Dang Jin-san explained it to them.

“What?”

“That’s impossible…”

The five people visibly shrank back.

“Be-because of us, you seniors…”

Eun Hwa-ryang even started to tear up.

“Why?”

At Dang Jin-san’s question.

“What are you planning to do in the second half…”

Eun Hwa-ryang answered in a voice as if wanting to hide somewhere.

“What else? We’ll live comfortably while making those guys work for us.”

At such a confident statement.

For a moment, the five from the 20th Group made dumbfounded faces.

“We just need to win. Just win.”

“That’s…”

The five lacked confidence at Dang Jin-san’s words.

It was natural.

No matter how they thought about it, it seemed impossible.

“I’ll make you win even if I have to grab you by the collar.”

Then a cold, icy voice was heard.

It was Yeon Ha-min.

“But you might suffer to the point of death.”

The five cadets from the 20th Group remained silent.

“Don’t we get a say in this?”

Then.

One cadet who had been quietly listening spoke up.

He was the biggest guy among them.

Na Jung-cheon from the Cheolgi Workshop.

Dang Jin-san’s gaze turned to him.

“Hmm. You’re right. I should have asked for your opinions first. I thought I had roughly gauged your feelings yesterday.”

Dang Jin-san nodded and muttered.

Then he looked straight at him.

“Are you going to back out? Then say so now. It’s just a bet, so we can change the conditions.”

Na Jung-cheon’s eyes trembled.

He seemed to have complicated feelings too.

“This bet has no disadvantages for you. Even if you lose, we’re the ones who pay the price.”

It was true.

While they would be the ones participating in the bet, it was the Maengryong Corps 7th Unit who would be responsible for the results.

“Our unit has a woman too. Does this help you understand how big a price we’re putting up?”

At Dang Jin-san’s words, only then did all the 20th Group cadets’ gazes turn to Yeon Ha-min.

A breathtakingly beautiful woman even with a face veil.

“That’s… you made a mistake.”

Na Jung-cheon muttered with a serious face.

He was thinking of a Waryong Corps 1st Group cadet from the Cheolgi Workshop.

Cheol Ryeong.

The nephew of the Cheolgi Workshop’s Sect Leader.

Though skilled, he was someone who loved women too much and often caused trouble.

A guy who was sent to Gyoryong Hall because of that.

“There’s one guy there who’s really into women.”

At Na Jung-cheon’s continued words, Dang Jin-san’s face hardened slightly.

While glancing at Yeon Ha-min.

“No problem if you win. Will you do it? Or not?”

Yeon Ha-min asked in a cold voice.

“Phew.”

Someone sighed.

It was Yeong Hu-in from the Daehae Gate.

“What are we that you’re going this far for us?”

The same question he had asked yesterday.

“I answered you yesterday.”

Dang Jin-san said with a slight smile.

“Is that really true?”

Yeong Hu-in asked again with a face that found it hard to believe.

“We have quite a few stories.”

Dang Jin-san said that and grinned.

It was a smile filled with various complex emotions.

“Understood. I’ll do it.”

The first to make a decision was Yeong Hu-in.

“I’ll do it.”

Surprisingly, Na Jung-cheon spoke next.

“Me too.”

Eun Hwa-ryang also made his decision.

The remaining two also said they would participate with determined faces.

“Break time is almost over. Listen carefully to the lessons. Don’t listen with rotten fish eyes. Everything is something you need to learn.”

With those words, Dang Jin-san turned around with his companions.

The Waryong Corps cadets followed behind them.

Now every single lesson had become important.

 

***

 

Ha Mu-baek was watching the bet being made from a distance.

‘That meddlesome person….’

He frowned slightly.

Having heard the story from Ha Seol-ran last night, he was observing.

Their conversation proceeded without hesitation.

Though Ha Seol-ran wasn’t among those who participated in the bet.

Nevertheless, Ha Seol-ran’s eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

‘Fortunately, they’re not bad fellows.’

It was curious.

Though they were sent as attendants, each one had martial talent.

Perhaps it was natural.

Among the orphans who had wandered begging, he had sent those who had learned and mastered the basic techniques of various sects.

Even basic techniques were difficult studies for them.

The fact that they had mastered such things in that environment itself meant they had fundamental martial talent.

He recalled the members of Waryong Corps 1st Group again.

They were certainly outstanding fellows.

No matter how much he pushed those guys during the remaining time, there was almost no chance of winning in a direct confrontation.

However.

‘They used their heads well. Is it because they experienced Hatuje?’

If the condition was changed to surviving longer, it was worth attempting.

Like Maengryong Corps 7th Unit did last year.

Guerrilla warfare was different from simple martial duels.

 

***

 

At the training ground, Namgung Ji-hu was sweating as he swung his sword.

Namgung Ji-yu watched him from one side.

“Are you really not going to class today?”

“I’ll only attend the minimum required classes. This is more important.”

Namgung Ji-yu stared quietly at the response.

The sword her younger sibling wielded had changed.

Three Talents Sword Technique, and Great Flame Sword Technique.

He had immediately changed his cultivation direction following Ha Mu-baek’s advice yesterday.

“Do you really think that will work?”

“You heard it yesterday.”

Namgung Ji-yu had been there too at that time.

Behind that large tree on one side of the training ground.

Ha Mu-baek probably noticed her presence too.

Yet he pretended not to know and let it pass.

The more she knew about him, the more incomprehensible the Instructor became.

“But is it worth going this far?”

Namgung Ji-yu asked again as if confirming.

Giving the Emperor Sword Form secret manual to Ha Mu-baek.

That was something Namgung Ji-hu had done unilaterally without consulting her.

“I will become the Young Family Head, and the Family Head. Without fail.”

Namgung Ji-hu said with gleaming eyes.

“So I will find it.”

Saying that much, Namgung Ji-hu focused on his sword again.

Namgung Ji-yu quietly watched her younger sibling.

Though they were siblings, the two had different mothers.

She was from the legitimate wife, Ji-hu from a concubine.

In fact, this too was something she learned when their father told them.

Neither of them had ever even seen their mothers.

However, the two were closer than any siblings in other noble families.

Considering the usual relationships between children of different mothers, it was uncommon.

Their father’s coldness toward them since before they came of age.

That had made the two incredibly close.

They realized from very early childhood that they only had each other to rely on in the world.

The position of Young Family Head of Namgung Family Estate was still vacant, and their father had put that position up for competition.

One reason this was accepted by the family elders.

It was because of Ji-hu’s mother.

A concubine’s child, an illegitimate son.

Some family elders were reluctant about that fact.

Though he had more support thanks to his overwhelming talent.

Namgung Ji-yu looked at her younger sibling once more.

Her gaze was full of trust and affection.

Meanwhile, murderous intent was gradually filling Namgung Ji-hu’s eyes as he swung his sword.

A sinister aura was also gradually emanating from his sword movements.

Namgung Ji-yu looked again to see if she was mistaken.

He was clearly cultivating the Three Talents Sword Technique, but something beyond that seemed to be visible.

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