The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 275

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Chapter 275. The Victory Goes To

 

 

Cheol Ryeong chased after the Waryong Corps 20th Group like an enraged wild boar.

Behind him was Hwa Bo-myeong.

Upon confirming the 1st Group pursuing them, the 20th Group split into two directions.

Cheol Ryeong and Hwa Bo-myeong also split left and right.

Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon, who arrived afterward, were perplexed.

They had only confirmed that the groups had scattered in both directions, but couldn’t tell who went which way.

“What should we do?”

Tak Mu-jeon asked.

“If we scatter, we’ll fall into their trap.”

At Byeok I-gyeom’s words, Tak Mu-jeon easily made his decision.

The two decided to move together without splitting up.

They chose the right path and gave chase.

However, following the traces wasn’t easy.

Those bastards kept splitting up, trying to scatter them.

Once again, traces split in both directions.

The two couldn’t even tell where their team members had gone.

In the end, they chose one side and moved together.

Having scattered the 1st Group in all directions, the 20th Group regrouped.

The place they gathered was where Cheol Ryeong was frantically chasing.

Well, by now his momentum had died down and he was panting as he struggled through the mountain path.

It was only natural.

There was no way someone who had wandered the mountains all night would have any stamina left.

No matter how much he used his internal energy.

Before him, all five members of the Waryong Corps 20th Group revealed themselves.

“Damn bastards… cowardly…”

No one was shaken by those words.

The one caught in the trap was the fool.

If he had endured his hunger and conserved his stamina through the night, it wouldn’t have come to this.

“You’re the stupid one.”

It was Na Jung-cheon.

From the same Cheolgi Workshop as Cheol Ryeong.

Just six months ago, this would have been unimaginable.

Na Jung-cheon, who was nothing more than a mere laborer at Cheolgi Workshop, calling Cheol Ryeong, the Sect Leader’s nephew, stupid.

If he had done that at Cheolgi Workshop, he would have been beaten to death on the spot.

But now it was different.

As equal Gyoryong Hall cadets, participating in the Hatuje.

“This lowly bastard dares to forget his place. Grind.”

Cheol Ryeong gritted his teeth and trembled.

Na Jung-cheon stepped forward.

The other cadets remained still in their positions.

At this sight, Cheol Ryeong made an incredulous expression.

So now that bastard was going to face him one-on-one?

It was absurd.

Ignoring Cheol Ryeong’s reaction, Na Jung-cheon took the ready stance of the Young Dragon Sword Technique.

He immediately charged toward Cheol Ryeong.

Clang!

Cheol Ryeong’s sword blocked Na Jung-cheon’s sword.

Cheolgi Workshop’s representative ultimate technique was a spear technique called the Iron Banner Heaven-Piercing Eight Strike Spear.

However, it wasn’t as if they had no sword techniques.

Iron Wolf Mountain-Breaking Sword.

Cheol Ryeong faced Na Jung-cheon’s sword with the Iron Wolf Mountain-Breaking Sword in one hand and Iron Wolf Claw in the other.

Swoosh! Swish!

The sword cut through the air.

But it couldn’t cut his opponent.

Na Jung-cheon calmly dodged Cheol Ryeong’s sword and hand.

And he even counterattacked at the right moments.

Clang!

Clang clang!

The clash between the two continued.

As time passed, Na Jung-cheon had the advantage.

It was only natural.

Cheol Ryeong was already exhausted to his limit.

“Cowardly as befits a lowly bastard.”

Cheol Ryeong spoke as if feeling wronged.

“I don’t think someone who couldn’t even endure a little hunger and spent all night searching for meat scraps has any right to say that?”

Na Jung-cheon’s words pierced to the core.

“Uaaaaargh!”

Had those words touched a nerve?

Cheol Ryeong let out a roar and charged.

His entire body was full of openings.

Naturally, Na Jung-cheon dodged Cheol Ryeong’s charge and struck his entire body with his sword.

“Keuuk.”

Cheol Ryeong collapsed, letting out a pained groan.

It was his defeat and elimination.

“Cheol Ryeong. Dead.”

The judge of the Waryong Corps 20th Group made the ruling.

The 1st Group’s judge was currently following Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon.

A signal flare shot up into the sky.

The Waryong Corps 20th Group ran through the mountains again.

This time their target was Hwa Bo-myeong.

He was now wandering through the mountains where sunlight was gradually filtering in.

He had lost his way.

No, seeing the signal flare that had just gone off, he seemed to have set his direction toward it.

But he was quickly surrounded by the Waryong Corps 20th Group.

Hwa Bo-myeong’s face clearly showed his dismay.

A one-against-five fight.

No matter who the opponents were, he realized there was no chance of victory in his current state.

“To be caught by such tactics and defeated by trash like you is truly frustrating.”

“If you’re caught by the tactics of trash, that means you’re worse than trash.”

Sim Cheol-san stepped forward and spoke.

From the same Cheongeom Sect as Hwa Bo-myeong.

Hwa Bo-myeong’s eyes trembled violently as he looked at him.

“Damn bastard.”

The guy he had considered less than the dirt under his toenails was acting like this, so anger immediately surged up and he stomped the ground.

He would lose anyway.

He was thinking he would at least finish off that bastard.

The Thousand Rings Thousand Paths Sword Technique unfolded from Hwa Bo-myeong’s fingertips.

Among the third-generation disciples, it was an ultimate technique that only ten prodigies recognized by the Cheongeom Sect had learned.

That was what unfolded in Hwa Bo-myeong’s hands.

He too was one of those ten prodigies.

After Mok Cheong-san and Beom Il-so were defeated in the joint competition, he was the prodigy that the Cheongeom Sect had sent to Gyoryong Hall once again.

However, compared to Mok Cheong-san and Beom Il-so, he was lacking—far too lacking.

Still, he had properly learned the sword technique, so at least the sword paths of the Thousand Rings Thousand Paths Sword Technique were decent.

But that was all.

His stamina, internal energy, and mental strength were already gone.

Nothing was normal.

His sword couldn’t carry any power.

Sim Cheol-san’s Flowing Dragon Sword Technique properly countered Hwa Bo-myeong’s Thousand Rings Thousand Paths Sword Technique.

No, a little later, it gained the upper hand.

After a bit more time passed.

It began to overwhelm.

Even Sim Cheol-san, who was wielding the sword, couldn’t believe the result.

It was a victory of training and tactics.

Thus Hwa Bo-myeong was also defeated.

Now what remained were two people: Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon.

They were moving together.

“We’ll have to face the remaining two with a sword formation, right?”

At Na Jung-cheon’s words, Eun Hwa-ryang nodded.

He too wanted to defeat Byeok I-gyeom one-on-one, but perfect victory came first.

If the opponents were two, deploying a sword formation was certain.

“Let’s go.”

At Eun Hwa-ryang’s words, the five moved in perfect unison.

Thus they arrived at the location where Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon were.

A deep mountain path.

It was terrain unsuitable for deploying a sword formation.

However, it wouldn’t be a problem.

There was a suitable place nearby, so they just needed to lure them there.

Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon had pursued them to that place according to the Twentieth Group’s intention.

They already knew too.

That the remaining groups were only Waryong Corps 1st Group and the Twentieth Group.

That only the two of them remained from the 1st Group.

So even knowing it was a lure, they had no choice but to move.

They had to settle this do-or-die match.

There was also a bet at stake.

Thus the seven who arrived at the small clearing in the mountain forest.

“Pathetic bastards…”

Byeok I-gyeom said through gritted teeth.

Whatever he said, the five people of the Twentieth Group deployed their sword formation without wavering.

Five people facing Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon.

Words were unnecessary.

Thud!

The attack of the five people who kicked off the ground concentrated on the two.

Clang! Clang clang! Clang! Clang!

Loud sounds rang out.

The five cadets of the Twentieth Group focused on deploying their sword formation.

The sword formation was excellent.

If they just did as they had trained, they would surely be able to defeat those two.

“Kugh.”

“What the.”

Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon were flustered.

It was because their sword formation was too solid.

Byeok I-gyeom eventually lowered his sword while wielding it.

He acknowledged that he couldn’t break through with his sword technique.

Instead, he raised his fists.

Both hands wearing gauntlets.

The Thunder Soul-Shattering Fist unfolded from his hands.

Tremendous force pounded the sword formation.

At the same time, Tak Mu-jeon deployed the Ice Soul Snow Spirit Sword.

Ultimate techniques representing Noejeongnru and Ice Heaven Palace unfolded from the two’s hands.

Moreover, the combination of the two martial arts matched quite well.

There was also the effect of having coordinated while facing the Iron Armor Cavalry.

So although it was a five-against-two battle, it wasn’t easy.

These two were different from the other three before.

They were definitely one level stronger than them.

Seeing their dissolute behavior and lifestyle, they had thought they would be similar.

But in the midst of all that, these two seemed not to have neglected their own training.

The power of internal energy contained in their fists and swords was extraordinary.

If it weren’t for the spiritual pills that Ha Mu-baek had given them.

Even after driving them this far, they might have been defeated due to insufficient internal energy.

The five people gritting their teeth.

They drew out their dantian’s internal energy to the maximum.

The power of the sword formation increased even more.

“Ugh.”

Tak Mu-jeon sliding backward.

Im Dae-chi’s sword flew toward his neck.

Thud.

Byeok I-gyeom’s fist struck away Im Dae-chi’s sword.

Thunk.

At that moment.

Eun Hwa-ryang’s sword struck Byeok I-gyeom’s waist.

“Byeok I-gyeom. Death!”

The judge of the 1st Group shouted.

Just as a smile of success formed on Eun Hwa-ryang’s face.

Whoosh!

A sound of cutting through air rang out.

Thunk.

A blunt arrow hit Eun Hwa-ryang’s chest.

“Eun Hwa-ryang. Death!”

The remaining five people were startled by the sudden arrow.

‘Damn it.’

Eun Hwa-ryang, who was withdrawing from the front line due to the elimination judgment, contorted his face.

He had been so focused on catching the 1st Group that he had forgotten about one person.

He had let his guard down.

To forget the female cadet of the Maengryong Corps.

Even after seeing her archery skills.

With Byeok I-gyeom and Eun Hwa-ryang’s elimination, it became a four-against-one battle.

However, neither Tak Mu-jeon nor the Waryong Corps 20th Group could fight as fiercely as before.

It was because they recognized the existence that would secretly shoot arrows at them from somewhere in hiding.

A situation where three different forces were targeting each other.

Among them, the female cadet with the bow had an overwhelming advantage.

Because she was keeping her presence hidden.

The moment perplexity appeared on the faces of the Waryong Corps 20th Group.

Na Jung-cheon shouted.

“Let’s catch Tak Mu-jeon first! Winning isn’t what’s important for us!”

That was exactly right.

To win the bet, they just needed to survive longer than the Waryong Corps 1st Group.

The remaining members of the Waryong Corps 1st Group numbered one.

It was Tak Mu-jeon right before their eyes.

The four people had to rush toward Tak Mu-jeon with all their might.

They had to finish it before arrows came flying.

The Flowing Dragon Sword Formation moved violently.

They relentlessly pressed Tak Mu-jeon.

The Chain Strike and combined combat of the four people.

Tak Mu-jeon endured with all his strength, but there was a limit.

‘Why isn’t she shooting?’

In the current situation, it would be more advantageous for that bitch to snipe those four remaining rather than himself.

And with that one shot, a gap would open and an opportunity would come for Tak Mu-jeon himself.

But no arrow came flying.

Gongya Hwi-yeon had an arrow nocked on the bowstring and was aiming.

But she had no intention of shooting.

The moment she shot would be the moment Tak Mu-jeon was eliminated.

Her judge still hadn’t found her.

Instead, he had just revealed himself.

He had come here after seeing the elimination signal flare.

Anyway, thinking that the final battle would soon unfold, he had found the place where an elimination had occurred.

At that moment.

Sim Cheol-san and Yeong Hu-in’s sword strikes knocked up Tak Mu-jeon’s sword.

Tak Mu-jeon’s arms were raised and his chest was completely exposed.

It was a perfect opportunity.

The moment Na Jung-cheon stabbed toward Tak Mu-jeon’s chest.

Tak Mu-jeon twisted his body with all his strength and rolled on the ground.

At the end of that roll.

Im Dae-chi was there.

His sword slashed across Tak Mu-jeon’s throat just like that.

“Tak Mu-jeon. Death!”

The moment the judge’s ruling rang out, Im Dae-chi immediately threw his body and rolled.

It was because he expected an arrow to come flying toward him.

But nothing happened.

No arrow came flying either.

The moment Im Dae-chi raised his body with an awkward expression.

Pying!

A small sound seemed to ring out.

There was no air-rending sound.

Thunk!

But the arrow hit Na Jung-cheon’s chest.

“Na Jung-cheon. Death!”

“How, how…”

Na Jung-cheon looked down at his chest with an incredulous expression.

An arrow without air-rending sound.

Gongya Hwi-yeon was smiling slyly.

Now three guys remained.

And coincidentally, she also had exactly three arrows left.

The three survivors of the Waryong Corps 20th Group immediately scattered.

They had won the bet.

But the Hatuje wasn’t over.

Having come this far.

Victory had now become the goal.

‘Quite cute.’

Watching the scattering cadets, Gongya Hwi-yeon thought.

Those guys were still pretty decent.

But that was all there was to it.

Gongya Hwi-yeon launched her body again.

She nocked an arrow on the bowstring.

Pying!

The small sound rang out again.

And the arrow flew silently.

Thunk!

It embedded in the center of Im Dae-chi’s back.

“Im Dae-chi. Death!”

Now only Yeong Hu-in and Sim Cheol-san remained.

“Damn it.”

Arrows flying silently from an invisible location.

The two people were on high alert.

Wherever they came from, they had to deflect them first.

Yeong Hu-in and Sim Cheol-san held their swords and watched all directions.

Half an hour passed like that.

The mountain forest was quiet.

From some point on, there had been no movement at all.

Silent Arrow from the Tyrannical Heaven-Killing Archery.

Although Gongya Hwi-yeon’s level hadn’t yet reached ultimate achievement so the bowstring made a slight sound, it was sufficiently terrifying for opponents of this level.

Pying!

The small sound rang out once more.

Since it was a sound that rang out in the silence, the two people heard it clearly and raised their concentration to the maximum.

And they saw it.

Sim Cheol-san swung his sword.

Clang!

He blocked the arrow with his sword.

“Got it!”

When Sim Cheol-san let out a cry of joy.

Gongya Hwi-yeon revealed herself before them.

With the bowstring drawn back until the bow was about to break.

Twang!

Swooooosh!

The sound of the bowstring snapping rang out, immediately followed by a terrifying air-rending sound.

He could see the arrow flying toward his eyes.

Sim Cheol-san tried to deflect it immediately, but the arrow was faster and stronger.

Thunk!

The arrow struck Sim Cheol-san’s shoulder.

He thought that was the end of it.

But the arrow hadn’t lost its power.

Instead, Sim Cheol-san was sent flying and collapsed.

The arrow embedded itself directly into Yeong Hu-in’s chest.

“Yeong Hu-in. Death!”

“Urgh.”

Since Sim Cheol-san was only hit in the shoulder, he wasn’t given a death ruling.

So he struggled to get back up.

But a sword was already touching his neck.

When had she appeared?

The Female Cadet standing before the fallen Sim Cheol-san with her sword extended.

It was Gongya Hwi-yeon, no, Chu Hwi-yeon.

“Sim Cheol-san. Death!”

“Final survivor, Chu Hwi-yeon! Victory goes to Maengryong Corps Team 9!”

The final judgment burst from the Judge’s mouth.

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