The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 226

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Chapter 226. Beer Muggle

 

 

“That worthless piece of shit bastard. Tsk.”

Ha Mu-baek, who had watched the entire situation, clicked his tongue and muttered.

Ha Mu-baek had almost stepped in himself midway through.

When that piece of trash was leering at Yeon Ha-min and Ha Seol-ran.

When that gaze reached Seol-ran.

He barely held himself back.

It was only possible because it was just a fleeting moment.

That bastard got smashed by Yeon Ha-min.

It was karma.

For this incident alone, he wanted to praise Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min.

Regardless of Ha Mu-baek’s feelings, the cadets were following Neung U-dam into Gyoryong Hall.

 

The Great Hall on the first floor of the Director’s Pavilion.

Peng Do-yul sat in the Grand Master’s Chair, quietly gazing at the cadets before him.

First, he had heard the news that Gi Yu-chan delivered, and soon Neung U-dam appeared dragging these students along.

One of the brats looked absolutely terrible.

“Hmm.”

Peng Do-yul gently tapped the armrest of the Grand Master’s Chair.

Fights between cadets weren’t unheard of.

But causing such a big scene outside Gyoryong Hall was truly a rare occurrence after a long time.

Just last year alone, there were no such incidents.

“What happened?”

Peng Do-yul asked for the reason.

“Cheol Ryeong, that bastard harassed Yeon Ha-min, and I threw the first punch.”

Dang Jin-san stepped forward and spoke.

At those words, the Maengryong Corps cadets were startled.

It was true that Dang Jin-san had tried to throw the first punch, but he hadn’t actually landed one.

Hadn’t Yeon Ha-min stopped him?

“No. I threw the first punch.”

Yeon Ha-min stepped forward.

Peng Do-yul looked at the two with apparent interest.

“What about you all?”

His gaze turned toward the Waryong Corps 1st Group.

“Cheol Ryeong was just making a light joke, but Dang Jin-san swung his fist first, and in reality, Yeon Ha-min attacked Cheol Ryeong first.”

Those were Byeok I-gyeom’s words.

Subtly different testimonies about the same incident.

One side was lying.

It wasn’t difficult to tell which side.

Their confidence levels were different.

“But no matter how much it’s a rest day, where were you all that you were cutting it so close to return time?”

Peng Do-yul’s gaze fell on the Maengryong Corps.

“We were training on a wild mountain near Muchang and returned a bit late.”

Dang Jin-san spoke confidently without a moment’s hesitation.

The clothing of both the Maengryong Corps and the Waryong Corps 20th Group cadets was a mess.

Their attire clearly showed traces of having trained hard.

His gaze turned back to the Waryong Corps 1st Group.

Even though they were quite far away, the smell of alcohol reached Peng Do-yul’s nose.

Under Peng Do-yul’s sharp gaze directed at them, they subtly turned their heads away.

“What about you all?”

“….”

No one could answer Peng Do-yul’s question.

While drinking alcohol was permissible, they couldn’t bring themselves to say they had been at a pleasure house in broad daylight.

It would be like confessing they had been at the pleasure house since yesterday.

“Cheol Ryeong. You say you were just making a light joke?”

“…Yes, yesh-.”

Perhaps because all his front teeth were smashed, his pronunciation was slurred as he answered.

“I’d like to hear what that light joke was myself.”

Peng Do-yul’s eyes gleamed brightly.

He had already caught not just the smell of alcohol, but also the faint scent of women’s powder.

Alcohol and powder.

It was obvious they had been at a pleasure house.

Such a bastard made a light joke to a beauty like Yeon Ha-min?

As Dang Jin-san claimed, he must have harassed her.

That’s why he said he wanted to hear it himself.

“….”

Cheol Ryeong couldn’t say anything.

Peng Do-yul’s gaze turned to the other cadets.

“Would you like to tell me?”

“….”

Byeok I-gyeom kept his mouth tightly shut.

“Hmm. It’s just a light joke, but is there some reason you can’t say it here? Let me laugh along with the joke.”

Peng Do-yul smiled broadly and spoke again.

But no one could open their mouth.

“He said, ‘You’ll end up serving us anyway. How about practicing serving this young master right now?’ while reaching his hand toward my chest.”

Though it should have been embarrassing, Yeon Ha-min spoke calmly.

As if nothing had happened.

Gi Yu-chan and Neung U-dam’s gazes turned toward Cheol Ryeong.

Their eyes were like frost.

“Is that true?”

Peng Do-yul looked at Cheol Ryeong and asked.

Cheol Ryeong just kept his mouth tightly shut.

The content of his words could perhaps be argued as a joke if he insisted.

He had only told her to serve him, after all.

But the problem was his action of reaching his hand toward her chest while saying that.

Clear harassment.

“I don’t find it very funny, so it doesn’t seem like a joke.”

The Waryong Corps cadets swallowed dry saliva.

Peng Do-yul’s aura was becoming increasingly frightening.

Honestly, they were puzzled about why they had to meet the Academy Director like this.

A fight between cadets outside Gyoryong Hall was indeed worthy of disciplinary action.

But for the Academy Director to step in personally?

‘Is this really such a big deal?’

Cheol Ryeong had that thought.

If he were to protect himself, it would be something worth the Academy Director stepping forward for.

He was the Iron Weapon Guild Master’s nephew, after all.

But looking at what the Academy Director was doing now, it seemed like he was trying to take that bitch Yeon Ha-min’s side.

This was absolutely ridiculous.

Strength entered his intact right fist.

His nails dug into his palm.

Peng Do-yul’s gaze turned back to Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min.

“Even if that’s the case, there’s a good solution called a duel. Cadet Dang Jin-san even had one recently. Did you really have to go outside the academy and brawl in front of civilians like that?”

“I apologize. My anger surged too much and I lost my reason. I will gladly accept punishment for my wrongdoing.”

Yeon Ha-min spoke calmly.

“No. It’s my fault for throwing the first punch. I will accept the punishment for this incident.”

Dang Jin-san said urgently.

Peng Do-yul tapped the armrest of the Grand Master’s chair again.

His gaze turned to Gi Yu-chan this time.

“What do the academy rules say?”

“Ten days of wall-facing meditation. For both sides.”

True to his nature of keeping all academy rules in his head, the answer flowed out immediately.

“I see.”

Peng Do-yul looked over the three people.

“Dang Jin-san, Yeon Ha-min, Cheol Ryeong. You three will undergo ten days of wall-facing meditation in the meditation room starting tomorrow.”

Then Peng Do-yul rose from his seat and headed to the Administrator’s Office upstairs.

His gaze briefly turned toward the ceiling.

‘I wonder if this will be enough to end it.’

Ha Mu-baek would probably be nearby. Perhaps he might even be on the rooftop of the Director’s Pavilion.

So this was a decision made considering his attention.

A decision to act according to academy rules.

This way, he wouldn’t be able to interfere recklessly either.

‘Thank heavens he didn’t touch Ha Seol-ran.’

Peng Do-yul felt relieved on one hand.

The person who got destroyed after touching Ha Seol-ran was his own nephew.

What kind of ordeal had the Peng Family gone through with that incident as the starting point.

Peng Do-yul quietly shook his head as he climbed the stairs.

 

“Well, they say it’s academy rules.”

Ha Mu-baek sat on the roof and muttered calmly.

As Peng Do-yul had expected, Ha Mu-baek was on the rooftop of the Director’s Pavilion.

While raising his energy sense to observe the situation in the first floor great hall, he was also concentrating his internal energy on his ears to listen to the conversations inside.

There was no opportunity for Ha Mu-baek to intervene.

Since it was proceeding according to academy rules.

He didn’t like that they received the same punishment when they had only responded to harassment and provocation.

But he couldn’t ignore the academy rules.

It became difficult for Ha Mu-baek to intervene.

 

***

 

The Maengryong Corps cadets and Waryong Corps cadets came out of the Director’s Pavilion.

While exchanging sharp glares at each other.

Having received punishment, they couldn’t start another brawl in front of the Director’s Pavilion.

Yeon Ha-min quietly stepped forward and looked at Cheol Ryeong with cold eyes.

“Next time it won’t be your teeth, but that thing. The thing hanging between your legs.”

“…!”

“I’ll smash it to pieces and turn you into a eunuch. Try acting up like that again.”

With those words, she turned around.

Then the Maengryong Corps and Waryong 20th Group disappeared in a rush.

 

“I’m sorry.”

After walking some distance, Eun Hwa-ryang bowed his head.

“This has nothing to do with you guys. Those bastards picked a fight with us first and we just responded. Those weaklings acting tough.”

Dang Jin-san waved his hand as if it was nothing.

“I’m sorry.”

Yeon Ha-min actually apologized to the Waryong 20th Group cadets.

“I won’t be able to help with training for about ten days.”

“Oh, that’s right. I’m sorry too.”

At Yeon Ha-min and Dang Jin-san’s apologies, the five members of the 20th Group waved their hands vigorously.

“No. In the end, this happened because of us.”

Yeong Hu-in said urgently.

“No. Looking at that bastard Cheol Ryeong’s attitude, trouble would have happened once even without this.”

Na Jung-cheon hung his head low at Dang Jin-san’s words.

Who would have thought being from the same sect would be this embarrassing.

Of course, that bastard probably didn’t consider himself from the Cheolgi Workshop.

“You two just go serve your discipline well. We’ll take proper care of these guys.”

The other four nodded at Baek Ri-pyeong’s words.

Even with two people gone, five remained.

Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min smiled slightly.

“Please take care of them.”

“Um…”

Then Na Jung-cheon carefully opened his mouth.

“I was training because you told me to learn it, but I didn’t know the Flowing Dragon Fist Technique was such an excellent martial art. To think it could overwhelm the Iron Wolf Claw of the Cheolgi Workshop…”

Being from the Cheolgi Workshop, he had seen the Iron Wolf Claw from the sidelines.

That’s why Na Jung-cheon knew.

That the Iron Wolf Claw was absolutely not a martial art to be taken lightly.

He had lived thinking he would never have the chance to learn such martial arts in his lifetime.

But now the Flowing Dragon Fist Technique he was training in had defeated the Iron Wolf Claw.

It was a heart-stirring matter.

“That’s because that bastard Cheol Ryeong is an idiot. Not because the Iron Wolf Claw is a weak martial art.”

Yeon Ha-min spoke gently.

“Even so, the fact that the Flowing Dragon Fist Technique is an excellent martial art doesn’t change.”

Yeon Ha-min nodded at Na Jung-cheon’s words.

That was certainly true.

“I will train even harder from now on!”

Na Jung-cheon shouted energetically.

Smiles appeared on the Maengryong Corps cadets’ faces at that sight.

Another meaning had emerged from beating up Cheol Ryeong today.

They had completely shaken off any lingering anxiety they had about the Flowing Dragon Arts.

While gaining confidence that they could sufficiently handle their sect’s secret techniques with the Flowing Dragon Arts.

 

***

 

“Bith muggle.”

His pronunciation leaked out due to his broken front teeth.

Cheol Ryeong’s face was horribly contorted as his entire body trembled with rage.

‘What? Smash what’s between my legs?’

That damned bitch.

How dare she do this to me.

The punishment was unacceptable too.

He was the victim who got beaten, so how could the perpetrator and victim receive the same punishment?

All the way back to Wa-ryong Dormitory, his lodging, he couldn’t calm his anger.

What was the big deal about reaching out toward her chest once as a light joke?

A mere Maengryong Corps wench with no backing dared to do this to him, the nephew of the Iron Weapon Guild Master.

Wall-facing meditation.

He had to sit cross-legged in a cramped room staring at the wall all day long.

Ten out of twelve hours a day he had to do that.

His only food would be some Fasting Pills and water.

The minimal time for relieving himself and sleep combined gave him only two hours.

And he had to do this for ten days.

Wasn’t this insane?

The other four walked silently without saying a word.

When they were having wild fun together at the pleasure house, they were irreplaceable friends and companions.

But not now.

They were only relieved that they hadn’t received such punishment.

‘Damn bastards. When they were enjoying themselves at the pleasure house with my money, they acted like we’d sworn brotherhood.’

No, why had he even accepted those bastards’ bet in the first place, living so uncomfortably without even attendants?

Cheol Ryeong stored his anger toward the other four in one corner of his heart as well.

‘If they think I’ll just back down like this, they’re gravely mistaken.’

Cheol Ryeong’s eyes gleamed viciously.

Returning to Wa-ryong Dormitory, he hurriedly wrote a letter.

And immediately sent that letter to the Iron Cavalry Guild through someone.

Late at night.

A messenger pigeon flew up into Muchang’s night sky.

 

Ha Mu-baek watched the messenger pigeon soar into the sky from his dormitory window.

“Just as I thought.”

He already knew through Ki Sense all the movements that had led up to that messenger pigeon’s flight.

The letter written by that bastard Cheol Ryeong, who got beaten up for his foolish behavior today, would be tied to its leg.

Then that messenger pigeon’s destination was obvious.

The Iron Cavalry Guild.

“He said he was the Iron Weapon Guild Master’s nephew?”

Ha Mu-baek recalled the Iron Weapon Guild Master’s brothers.

Only those he had met on past battlefields.

There was no such trash among them.

He wondered what kind of person could be the parent of such garbage.

“Well, perhaps I’ll get to see them.”

Just as there’s no good son under a bad father, there’s no tiger son under a dog father either.

Since he was the parent of such a bastard, the chances were high that he too was a bastard.

Then their actions were predictable.

They’d come rushing to Gyoryong Hall immediately.

There was no way they’d stay still when their precious child had been beaten and even sentenced to wall-facing meditation.

“It would be better if they didn’t come…”

Ha Mu-baek muttered quietly.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a smile.

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