The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 271

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Chapter 271. I, I, I…

 

 

Jungyak Sungsan.

Sosil Peak.

This place is no different from a sacred ground of Murim.

There’s no other reason.

It’s because one sect has established itself here.

Shaolin Temple.

The Mount Tai and Big Dipper of Murim.

Though its current influence may not match the past, Shaolin is still Shaolin.

A middle-aged monk moved busily.

The place he headed to was a small room in the small Shaolin Temple back garden.

A small room measuring four zhang on all sides.

This was precisely the room where the Sect Leader of Shaolin Temple resided.

All major and minor affairs of Shaolin were decided in this small room.

“I come to see the Abbot.”

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and entered the room.

“Hehe, come in quickly.”

An old monk with white eyebrows and white beard.

The current Abbot of Shaolin, Hyeon Gwang.

He welcomed his nephew with the benevolent voice befitting a high monk.

“So, what brings Yeon U here so suddenly?”

“News has come from the secular world.”

Yeon U’s expression as he spoke was serious.

“Hmm?”

Hyeon Gwang looked at his nephew once more and asked.

“It seems the Sahae Alliance is making a move.”

“Hmm?”

Though the same question, it carried a completely different meaning than before.

Hyeon Gwang’s eyes flashed sharply.

“Those demonic beings?”

“They have entered Muchang.”

“Huh.”

A deep sigh flowed from Hyeon Gwang’s lips.

“What’s the source?”

“The Beggar Sect.”

Yeon U answered briefly to Hyeon Gwang’s question.

Yeon Ja-gyeong had cleverly hidden the Yeon Family’s identity and passed the information to Shaolin Temple.

This information could potentially cause Shaolin Temple and Ha Mu-baek to clash.

It was to hide from Ha Mu-baek that the Yeon Family was involved in this.

“They’re gravely mistaken. Mistaken. Just because we briefly joined hands to eliminate the evil enemies of the Demon Cult and Blood Cult… Tsk tsk. That’s why I opposed joining hands back then….”

Hyeon Gwang’s voice as he spoke was ominously sinister.

It was an unbelievable change from the benevolent person he had been just moments before.

“This is all because of Alliance Leader So Hwi-ung. That benefactor. Tsk tsk.”

Hyeon Gwang’s face bore terrible contempt as he spoke.

It was So Hwi-ung who had promoted the alliance with the unorthodox sects.

One who had luckily risen to Alliance Leader because of the war.

Though he had the sacred duty to die gloriously in battle against the Blood Cult and Demon Cult to lead the unity of the orthodox sects.

Instead, he survived to the end and became a hero of the orthodox sects by ending the war.

“It’s regrettable that Family Head Yeon’s judgment was wrong. Amitabha….”

It was Yeon Ja-gyeong, the Family Head of the Hubei Yeon Family, who had strongly recommended So Hwi-ung as Alliance Leader at the time.

The logic he used to persuade Hyeon Gwang was sacrifice for the unity of the orthodox sects.

“What should we do?”

Yeon U asked cautiously.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Killing intent unbefitting a high monk flowed from Hyeon Gwang’s eyes.

“When those Sahae Alliance bastards dare to enter the orthodox territory, not just anywhere but Muchang, we must open the gates of slaughter. It’s time to let them know that Shaolin still stands strong. Amitabha.”

Yeon U nodded slightly at Hyeon Gwang’s words.

Shaolin had now regained its former influence. However, there had been no way to announce this fact to the outside world.

It was because of the peace in Gangho.

Perhaps because the orthodox and unorthodox had formed an alliance during the devastating war.

The current situation in Gangho was stable.

The orthodox and unorthodox sects acknowledged each other’s territories and rarely invaded, each going their own way.

This wouldn’t do.

“Shaolin must forever remain the Mount Tai and Big Dipper of Shaolin.”

Hyeon Gwang muttered calmly.

When a justification was needed, news of an excellent justification had arrived.

And it involved.

That bastard Ha Mu-baek.

Shaolin Temple.

The giant that had been crouching on Sungsan was trying to rise with the appearance of just one person as the catalyst.

 

***

 

Before they knew it, lunchtime was passing.

Nevertheless, no one felt hungry.

Thanks to the increased numbers, Hatuje was being conducted intensely.

“Tahat!”

Cho Mu-ha’s sword moved swiftly.

The moment a Jamryong Corps cadet seemed to lightly block that sword.

Cho Mu-ha’s shield flew toward his right side again.

“Kuk.”

The opponent quickly deflected Cho Mu-ha’s sword and swung his sword again to strike the shield.

Perhaps because he struck the heavy shield, his arm tingled.

In that gap, Cho Mu-ha’s sword reached the Jamryong Corps cadet’s neck.

“Death!”

The judge’s voice rang out, and just as a smile of joy appeared on Cho Mu-ha’s lips.

A light stabbing sensation from behind.

When Cho Mu-ha turned around.

A Waryong Corps cadet’s sword that hadn’t been visible was now touching his back.

Where had it appeared from?

“Death!”

The judgment was heard once more.

This time it was Cho Mu-ha’s.

“Damn it….”

Cho Mu-ha spat out curses with regret.

It was understandable.

He was the last survivor of Maengryong Corps’ 9th Group after all…

Swoosh!

Then came the sound of something cutting through the air.

A blunt arrow struck the chest of the Waryong Corps cadet who had captured Cho Mu-ha.

“Death!”

The judgment was announced again.

‘Ah…!’

He couldn’t see her, so he hadn’t thought of it for a moment.

Cho Mu-ha himself wasn’t the last one.

Chu Hwi-yeon.

She was still remaining.

Maengryong Corps’ 9th Group hadn’t been eliminated yet.

The final survivor was somewhere in the mountain forest.

Cho Mu-ha looked toward the direction from which the arrow had flown.

‘I’m counting on you, Chu Hwi-yeon…’

Cho Mu-ha put on the band signifying elimination and began to walk away, looking back at that place once more.

 

“Ha, damn Maengryong Corps bastards. They’re really persistent.”

Tak Mu-jeon muttered as if annoyed.

“They’re tough because they’re bottom-feeders. Damn it.”

Gong Gu-pae spoke with a displeased expression.

It was understandable.

Since entering the mountain forest, they had encountered enemies three times, and they were all from Maengryong Corps.

The Maengryong Corps bastards seemed to have some tacit agreement, as they didn’t fight each other.

They appeared to target only Waryong Corps or Jamryong Corps.

Rustle.

Then came a sound.

The five people’s gazes turned toward it.

Six disheveled people emerged from that spot.

Those carrying shields were from Maengryong Corps.

But six?

The numbers didn’t match.

One group consisted of five people.

“Damn it. Looks like the trash bastards formed an alliance?”

Byeok I-gyeom immediately figured out the reason and cursed.

However, they showed no reaction and simply formed their formation.

The formation they had practiced until their mouths were bitter from rolling around.

“Those idiots don’t know their place.”

Hwa Bo-myeong’s face twisted viciously.

“Ha, I don’t know what kind of guys you’ve been facing so far. But we’re not the kind of people you worthless bastards can handle.”

Cheol Ryeong spoke as if incredulous.

However, there was no change in the expressions of these six.

Though they had eliminated group members, each had tasted victory once against Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps.

‘He was right.’

‘We can do it too.’

Their eyes were burning with determination.

It didn’t matter whether their opponents cursed or mocked them.

It didn’t matter if they were eliminated while facing those bastards.

They had already confirmed it.

With that mindset, the six began moving their formation with swords and shields.

 

Elimination signal flares continued to burst and rise.

Jamryong Corps, Waryong Corps, Maengryong Corps.

They exploded quite evenly without distinction.

The pace of Hatuje’s progress was different from last year.

“It’s probably because Maengryong Corps participated, right?”

Dang Jin-san said while watching another elimination signal flare burst.

Yeon Ha-min nodded.

Though they had planned strategies predicting even such variables.

“Maengryong Corps won’t easily discover ambushes. I told them to be careful too.”

Baek Ri-pyeong’s words.

“Still, if the pace is fast, they might unexpectedly encounter enemies.”

Worry was evident in Yeon Ha-min’s voice.

This Hatuje had only three colors of elimination signal flares.

Therefore, they couldn’t know whether Waryong Corps’ 1st Group and 20th Group had been eliminated until the eliminated came down.

“They haven’t been eliminated, right?”

Dan Mok Un-rae also had eyes full of worry.

“They haven’t been eliminated.”

Ha Mu-baek’s voice.

However, the cadets were no longer surprised.

They had somewhat adapted to him suddenly appearing like a goblin.

“Neither Waryong Corps’ 1st Group nor 20th Group have been eliminated yet.”

A calm statement.

“But Hatuje is progressing so quickly?”

Dang Jin-san asked with a relieved expression, curious.

“There’s a guy from Maengryong Corps who pulled an interesting trick.”

Having said that, Ha Mu-baek disappeared again.

The Maengryong Corps cadets quietly shook their heads at his retreating figure heading toward Moklan Mountain.

They could now guess that he had stopped by briefly because he was worried they might be concerned.

 

***

 

‘Oops.’

Yeong Hu-in, who was briefly moving locations, broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

Crack.

He had stepped on a tree branch with his foot.

And shortly after.

Five people appeared.

Five carrying shields.

Maengryong Corps.

They looked around and soon disappeared.

‘Phew.’

Breathing a sigh of relief, Yeong Hu-in continued hiding.

He recalled the advice that facing shields wouldn’t be easy.

‘They really looked troublesome.’

Even aside from that.

While hiding, he had watched battles between other Waryong Corps and Maengryong Corps.

Though Waryong Corps barely won, the damage was severe.

The last confirmed survivors were three people.

Even these were scattered in different directions.

Two had been eliminated while facing the Maengryong Corps.

The power of formation tactics achieved with shields.

It absolutely could not be underestimated.

One puzzling thing was.

The Maengryong Corps didn’t fight each other, as if they had coordinated beforehand.

Even when they encountered each other, they just ignored and passed by.

There were eyes secretly watching such Yeong Hu-in.

It was Gongya Hwi-yeon.

‘Definitely Waryong Corps 20th Group, right?’

Gongya Hwi-yeon just hid and watched that scene.

Even though she could easily catch him with her bow, she didn’t.

Because Waryong Corps 20th Group had to win the bet.

To humiliate those damn Waryong Corps 1st Group bastards.

‘I should get friendly with the Maengryong Corps 7th Unit seniors. To mess with those damn bastards.’

Gongya Hwi-yeon imagined Waryong Corps 1st Group serving the second-year Maengryong Corps 7th Unit, and herself provoking them from the side.

Her eyes turned toward the Maengryong Corps cadets moving away.

‘I didn’t know the bait I scattered beforehand would work out this well.’

While moving to Moklan Mountain.

She had subtly spread the story here and there that the Maengryong Corps should join forces.

That no one would expect anything from the Maengryong Corps anyway, so they had to catch as many from Jamryong Corps and Waryong Corps as possible to prove their skills.

That if necessary, two groups should be able to form alliances.

She secretly fostered public opinion in various places that this was training for that purpose.

During the night that passed, many seemed to have fallen for Gongya Hwi-yeon’s manipulation.

She quietly moved and left that place.

The judge had already lost track of her movements.

There were no restrictions on her movement.

Thanks to this, she was properly displaying her martial arts.

How long had she been moving like that?

“You were doing something interesting?”

Her whole body stiffened at the suddenly heard voice.

It wasn’t the judge.

Because it was a voice she knew.

As expected, she hadn’t sensed any presence at all.

It was amazing.

Her heart began pounding like crazy.

Being this close could be counted on one hand since entering the Maengryong Corps.

And just the two of them at that.

Gongya Hwi-yeon’s head turned toward where the voice came from.

And there, as expected, he was standing.

Ha Mu-baek!

The true number one under heaven!

Her heart began beating even more frantically.

Her face flushed red.

Ha Mu-baek tilted his head at such changes in her.

‘What’s this?’

It was bewildering.

A reaction even Ha Mu-baek was seeing for the first time.

He quickly scanned her entire body.

‘No bracelet.’

She was a cadet he remembered because her internal energy had hardly developed.

The bracelet she always wore was gone.

Instead, her dantian was full of internal energy.

One artifact that the Sahae Alliance had taken as spoils of war from the battle with the Demonic Cult came to mind.

‘It was the Seven-Colored Ring.’

An artifact that perfectly restricted the wearer’s internal energy.

That’s why he hadn’t sensed her internal energy.

This cadet’s level couldn’t have reached super peak.

“I, I, I…”

While Ha Mu-baek was briefly lost in thought, Gongya Hwi-yeon hesitantly, stammering opened her mouth.

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze turned to her.

“I, I, I wanted to meet you!!”

Gongya Hwi-yeon shouted loudly as if screaming.

At her words, Ha Mu-baek’s eyes widened.

What on earth was this…

Though no one could hear because he had blocked the sound with an energy barrier.

This was the first time for such a case.

Ha Mu-baek looked at the cadet before him with a dazed face, as if bewildered.

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