The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 227
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Chapter 227. Tell Them to Prepare the Horses
The group first headed to Wa-ryong Dormitory.
They were escorting the Twentieth Group cadets.
“Those bastards at Wa-ryong Dormitory won’t pick fights or anything, right?”
At Dang Jin-san’s question, Eun Hwa-ryang nodded as their representative.
“Yes. They just treat us like we don’t exist.”
“Good. That’s enough. Go wash up and rest.”
Dang Jin-san patted Eun Hwa-ryang’s shoulder. As they entered Wa-ryong Dormitory, the group headed to Yeonryong Lodge.
They were escorting Yeon Ha-min and Ha Seol-ran.
Just then.
“Oh?”
It was Namgung Ji-hu and Namgung Ji-yu.
“Hey~ You dealt with them cleanly, I heard?”
Namgung Ji-hu looked at Dang Jin-san and said with a smile.
“Not me, this one.”
Dang Jin-san pointed to Yeon Ha-min.
“Did you blow him up?”
Namgung Ji-yu looked at Yeon Ha-min and asked.
The meaning was immediately clear.
Yeon Ha-min shook her head slightly.
“I was just about to, but Master Neung arrived.”
“That’s a shame. That bastard’s eyes always made me feel sick…”
Namgung Ji-yu spoke with genuine feeling.
Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps.
They often encountered each other at the school building.
Though they were second-year and first-year respectively.
Each time, Namgung Ji-yu couldn’t help but notice those sticky gazes Cheol Ryeong subtly sent her way.
She simply couldn’t act without justification.
“Well done.”
Namgung Ji-yu nodded and said.
“The punishment?”
Namgung Ji-hu’s question.
“Ten days of wall-facing.”
“Hmm. Since it was outside Gyoryong Hall, I guess it can’t be helped…”
Namgung Ji-hu spoke as if disappointed.
Namgung Ji-hu’s group and Dang Jin-san’s group had fought before too.
However, since it happened within Gyoryong Hall, it passed without punishment under the excuse of being a martial duel.
“Ten days will pass quickly. Is there anything we can help with?”
At Namgung Ji-hu’s question, Yeon Ha-min answered.
“When you have time, spar with the Waryong Corps Twentieth Group kids.”
There was no reason to refuse when they offered help.
Gaining experience with various opponents would be good.
“Well, that much is fine. Got it.”
And so they wrapped up the eventful day.
***
Chirp chirp chirp.
Early morning.
Bird sounds could be heard from outside the window.
Yeon Ha-min opened her eyes at the sound.
Ha Seol-ran, who shared the room with her, also opened her eyes.
“You have to go now, right?”
Ha Seol-ran’s question.
Yeon Ha-min sat up from the bed and nodded.
She changed clothes, prepared herself, and washed up briefly.
Then she left the room.
Ha Seol-ran was by her side.
It seemed she intended to accompany her to Wall-Facing Hall where the wall-facing rooms were located.
Wall-Facing Hall.
A place true to its name.
A place entirely filled with wall-facing rooms.
A place where those receiving disciplinary action came to do nothing but face walls before leaving.
Since the opening of the first semester, about a month had passed and several people had been through here.
Currently, all the wall-facing rooms were empty.
Today, three people would enter this place.
On the way from Yeonryong Lodge to Wall-Facing Hall.
They encountered Dang Jin-san’s group coming out of Maengryong Dormitory.
As expected, all of Maengryong Corps 7th Unit were there, including Ju U-myeong.
They looked at each other and smiled.
Just as they were about to start walking again.
“Grinning like idiots. Are you happy?”
A question suddenly flew at them.
It was Ha Mu-baek.
He had appeared before those going to receive punishment early in the morning.
The seven people’s gazes turned to Ha Mu-baek.
“Yeon Ha-min.”
“Yes.”
She answered briefly at Ha Mu-baek’s call.
“Yesterday was decent. Not bad.”
At those words, a smile formed on Yeon Ha-min’s lips.
Ha Mu-baek’s gaze turned to Dang Jin-san.
“Well, you did good.”
Another brief praise.
A smile also appeared on Dang Jin-san’s face.
Whoosh.
Ha Mu-baek threw something toward the two of them.
“What’s this?”
What was neatly wrapped in paper looked like pills.
“Don’t think of wall-facing as punishment, think of it as cultivation. If you spend ten days refining your internal energy, you’ll be fine when you come out.”
Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min quietly looked down at the papers in their respective hands.
Then they looked at Ha Mu-baek with anxious faces and asked.
“This isn’t that thing, is it?”
“It is that thing.”
Dang Jin-san’s face immediately contorted.
Ha Mu-baek chuckled at that sight.
“It’s really good but there’s no way to explain it?”
Those were the words he had said to the Waryong Corps 20th Group Cadets.
When Ha Mu-baek brought up those words, Dang Jin-san slightly turned his head away.
“Now you know you can press acupoints and eat it, right? So work hard at it. Well, not eating it is also your own choice.”
Ha Mu-baek said that and then briskly walked away.
The cadets stared blankly at his retreating figure.
“I should have said I’d do the wall-facing myself…”
Dan Mok Un-rae muttered.
Come to think of it, wasn’t this the perfect environment to focus solely on internal energy cultivation for ten days?
Dang Jin-san looked at Dan Mok Un-rae as if he were absurd.
“You’re really crazy about training, crazy. Then will you eat this one too?”
Dang Jin-san asked jokingly.
Dan Mok Un-rae readily nodded at that question.
The Infinite Pill.
Hadn’t he already experienced its effects with his whole body?
“No, this is mine. If I press the acupoints and eat it like the Instructor said, it should be fine.”
Dang Jin-san immediately clutched the pill preciously.
Baek Ri-pyeong asked as if he had just thought of something.
“But do you know the acupoint that paralyzes taste? I don’t know it.”
Dang Jin-san flinched at the valid point.
He didn’t know.
He also didn’t know the acupoint that paralyzed taste.
He only learned that such an acupoint existed because Ha Seol-ran had told him about it.
Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min’s gazes turned toward Ha Seol-ran.
“Uh, well, that… Master pressed it for me, and since it was before I started learning martial arts in earnest, I don’t remember exactly where it was either. I think it was somewhere under both sides of the jaw…”
Dang Jin-san’s face turned pale.
To think he had to eat this terrible thing again just like that.
“If we ask the Elder…”
Dang Jin-san said urgently.
However.
“It seems like it would be too late for that.”
That was right.
Before they knew it, the time to enter the wall-facing room was approaching.
Trudge trudge.
Dang Jin-san walked with a dazed expression.
Yeon Ha-min remained expressionless.
When they arrived in front of the Wall-Facing Hall like that, Cheol Ryeong had also just arrived.
He was alone.
Cheol Ryeong glared at Yeon Ha-min.
“If you think this is the end, you’re mistaken.”
Saying that, he entered the Wall-Facing Hall first.
“I really need to burst him.”
Yeon Ha-min muttered those chilling words as if it were nothing.
At those words, cold sweat beaded on the backs of the male cadets who were with her for no reason.
While feeling something like a tingling sensation.
Even though those words were directed at Cheol Ryeong, not themselves.
Following that, Yeon Ha-min and Dang Jin-san entered the Wall-Facing Hall.
When they entered the wall-facing room assigned to them.
It was narrow.
It was small.
Really just enough space to sit cross-legged and face the wall directly in front.
Not only having to stare at the wall, but also having to sit motionlessly in the cramped space seemed sufficiently torturous.
It wasn’t called a punishment for nothing.
This was just named a wall-facing room, but it was a punishment cell.
However, hadn’t Ha Mu-baek said so?
To think of it as training, not wall-facing.
How important could the location be for cultivating internal energy methods?
Yeon Ha-min put the pill in her mouth and sat cross-legged.
It was a familiar taste.
A terrible one.
Still, it was fortunate that it wasn’t what they had given to the Waryong Corps cadets.
After chewing and swallowing the pill thoroughly, Yeon Ha-min entered into energy circulation.
Both Dang Jin-san and Yeon Ha-min quickly adapted to the daily routine of the wall-facing room.
There wasn’t much to adapt to anyway.
They would enter deep meditation in energy circulation, eat fasting pills when the time came, and sleep when the time came.
It was truly a lifestyle that could be called seclusion for intensive internal energy cultivation.
However.
Cheol Ryeong was different.
“Damn bastards. Damn bastards. Damn bastards.”
With flames of rage in both eyes, he continuously muttered angry words.
Even after being warned by the supervising instructor several times.
His legs hurt, his back hurt, and the places where he’d been beaten also hurt.
It was cramped and stuffy.
It felt like he was being squeezed from all sides.
Even after just one day, he felt like he was going crazy.
‘Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. I’m going crazy. Because of these damn bastards. Damn it.’
His head was filled only with resentment and curses.
***
Shijiazhuang in Hebei Province
A small village between the Taihang Mountains and the North China Plain.
Located in the southern part of Hebei Province, it was quite a transportation hub surrounded by Shandong Province, Henan Province, and Shanxi Province.
After the Cheolgi Workshop recognized this advantageous location and established itself here, Shijiazhuang, which had been a small village, developed into a large city.
Not far from the north, it was easy to obtain quality warhorses, and the Taihang Mountains and North China Plain were right at hand.
It was truly an excellent location.
Thanks to this, the power of the Cheolgi Workshop grew day by day.
Eventually, it rose to a position where it competed for hegemony in Hebei Province with the Hebei Peng Family of Beijing, and came to take charge of one axis of the New Eight Gates.
The Iron Weapon Guild Master, owner of such a massive sect.
He was now receiving the full brunt of his younger sister’s rage, who had suddenly come to visit.
“Elder Brother! Does this even make sense! For Ryeong, for Ryeong to suffer such treatment!!”
Gu So-so, Cheol Ryeong’s mother, ranted frantically.
Iron Weapon Guild Master Gu Tan-gil examined the message that Gu So-so had brought.
As he read the message, anger gradually rose on his face as well.
“How dare they treat a disciple of the Cheolgi Workshop like this…”
Contrary to his words, he wasn’t angry because he was a disciple of the Cheolgi Workshop.
He was angry because he was his nephew.
Moreover, he was the son of his most cherished younger sister.
His conduct of pursuing women had caused much talk among those around him, so he had been temporarily sent to Gyoryong Hall.
To think such a tragic incident would happen to him there.
He could not just sit still.
“So-so.”
“Yes, Elder Brother.”
“Let’s go. Tell them to prepare the horses.”
At Gu Tan-gil’s words, Gu So-so moved quickly.
Suddenly, Cheolgi Workshop became busy.
Since the Sect Leader himself said he would go out, there was more than one or two things to prepare.
Nevertheless, because the Sect Leader wanted to leave immediately, the preparations were kept to a minimum.
And.
The gates of Cheolgi Workshop opened and a group of cavalry raised clouds of dust as they rode at full speed.
Their destination was Muchang in Hubei Province.
It was Gyoryong Hall.
From Shijiazhuang, riding quality horses at full speed, it was a distance of four to five days.
If they rode with the resolve to sacrifice the horses, it would be three to four days.
Since it was said to be ten days of wall-facing meditation, they had to arrive as quickly as possible.
Only then could they save that child from unjust punishment even a day sooner.
The Iron Armor Iron Cavalry Corps.
These were the elite forces that made the current Cheolgi Workshop possible.
Ten of them followed Gu Tan-gil and Gu So-so.
Since fast movement was the purpose, there was no iron armor.
Nevertheless, the aura they emanated was fearsome.
Ignoring everything that blocked their path, they raised huge clouds of dust as they rode straight toward Muchang.
***
“We’ve arrived.”
At the time when evening was turning to night.
Nam Hwi, who had entered the gates of Muchang Castle, looked around and spoke calmly.
They said he was here.
First, he found a suitable inn.
The first floor was noisy with all kinds of guests.
‘The eldest son and daughter of the Namgung Family at Gyoryong Hall.’
Even thinking about it again, it was an absurd matter.
What noble family would send the heirs of their house to Gyoryong Hall?
He had heard they were sent under the pretext of setting an example for other sects as one of the Five Great Families.
But Nam Hwi knew.
That it was an excuse.
Now that he had become Family Head and they had served their purpose, he was discarding them.
If he didn’t discard them, they would become heirs to the Namgung Family, which would have been a waste.
That was the kind of person he was.
His past self, who had trusted and followed such a person without knowing what kind of person he was, seemed pathetic.
But Nam Hwi, no, Namgung Hwi had no choice but to do so.
A low-ranking warrior from the outer courtyard whom no one acknowledged.
He was merely a branch member among branch members, sharing only the surname Namgung, with no way of knowing when his line had split off.
Though he took pride in having talent with the sword, no one acknowledged it.
Therefore, the only martial arts he could learn were the Daeyeon Mind Method, Great Flame Sword Technique, and Daeyeon Movement Technique.
Nevertheless, he trained diligently and by chance caught the Young Family Head’s eye.
The Young Family Head recognized his talent that no one else had acknowledged at a glance and praised it highly.
Because of that, he decided to devote his loyalty to the Young Family Head.
So he followed the Young Family Head on his travels.
It was a journey to solve his only worry, but at the time he thought it was just a trip for a change of mood.
He accompanied the Young Family Head and his two wives alone as they wandered All Under Heaven.
And.
That day.
Namgung Hwi poured alcohol into his mouth.
His thoughts went no further.
He tried not to recall the heartbreaking and infuriating events.
How much had he steadied his heart by wielding his sword with his one remaining left hand after being lucky enough to survive?
It was a heart that had not been greatly shaken even when seeing the Namgung Family Estate.
However, coming to Muchang, it was beginning to waver little by little.
That must not happen.
Steeling his heart this way, Namgung Hwi moved his steps toward the guest room on the third floor.
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