The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 276

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Chapter 276. Feeling Wronged?

 

 

Sim Cheol-san stared with dazed eyes at the female cadet who had placed her sword at his throat.

She had a face that would leave an impression even if you just passed by.

The impression of being ugly.

However, her two eyes were clear and transparent beyond measure.

At the declaration of victory, she smiled brightly and sheathed her sword.

The Waryong Corps 20th Group cadets limped toward Sim Cheol-san.

Complete annihilation in an instant.

Because of that, only death judgments kept coming out, so everyone watched this finale.

Gongya Hwi-yeon’s gaze turned toward Eun Hwa-ryang.

“Feeling wronged?”

Eun Hwa-ryang chuckled and shook his head.

“My skills were lacking, so I lost the battle. That’s all. Congratulations on your victory.”

Just as he was about to take the loser’s mark and head down the mountain.

Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon, who also had loser’s marks, glared at the five people with blazing eyes.

“Cowardly bastards…”

Words that flowed through Byeok I-gyeom’s lips.

He couldn’t say anything more than that.

Three judges were watching.

“Cowardly? Hah…”

The sarcastic remark and sigh that flowed out didn’t come from the Waryong Corps 20th Group.

It was Gongya Hwi-yeon.

Byeok I-gyeom’s head whipped toward her.

“You. Do you think you could have blocked the arrow I shot at the end?”

“Hmph. That arrow was just a bit strong, but if it were me, I could easily…”

“What if ten came flying in succession?”

At Gongya Hwi-yeon’s follow-up question, Byeok I-gyeom couldn’t give any answer.

He just glared with eyes that said ‘as if you could do that.’

“Why? Because you don’t think you could? Hah… This is why those without skill…”

Gongya Hwi-yeon shook her head and picked up an arrow that had fallen nearby.

Then she immediately shot arrows rapidly toward the sky.

Four shots in total.

Kwakwakwakwa!!!!

The four arrows disappeared into the sky, leaving behind Air-Rending Sounds far more destructive than what had eliminated Yeong Hu-in.

Not like before when she had held back slightly.

This was a properly executed Dominating Power Arrow.

If hit by this, no matter how blunt the arrowheads were, one wouldn’t emerge unscathed.

Gongya Hwi-yeon grinned as she looked at Byeok I-gyeom.

Byeok I-gyeom stared at Gongya Hwi-yeon with an incredulous expression.

His eyes trembled finely.

“H-how… how in Maengryong Corps…”

“What, there are many strong kids in Maengryong Corps.”

At her retort, Byeok I-gyeom shut his mouth.

Perhaps due to last year’s Winter Tournament, there were late-stage prodigies who had deliberately chosen to enter Maengryong Corps.

Like Un Do-heon, the Dorim Master’s son who had been crushed by Ha Mu-baek.

“You didn’t lose because those friends were cowardly. You lost because your skills were lacking, just like those friends said.”

At Gongya Hwi-yeon’s words, Byeok I-gyeom clenched his fists and trembled with rage.

“And who do you think you survived this long thanks to? You were trying to eliminate them right from the start.”

At these final words, Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon were left speechless.

Regardless of their reaction.

Gongya Hwi-yeon simply went her own way.

The Waryong Corps 20th Group followed behind her.

Finally, Byeok I-gyeom and Tak Mu-jeon trudged along.

At the very back was the judge from Waryong Corps 1st Group.

 

“Th-this is ridiculous! This is absolutely ridiculous!!!”

Cheol Ryeong was having a fit.

How.

How could they have been eliminated before those pieces of trash.

Those pieces of trash came in second place.

This was even more unbelievable than the fact that Maengryong Corps 9th Group had won.

The other Waryong Corps 1st Group cadets around Cheol Ryeong, who was making such a fuss, remained quiet.

Byeok I-gyeom should have been the one making the biggest fuss.

But because of Gongya Hwi-yeon’s incredible arrow he had witnessed at the end and her words.

He was just half out of his mind.

What if she had targeted them first with plenty of arrows?

They would have been eliminated first.

Moreover, she probably held a grudge against him.

He remembered what he had said when he saw her at Damryong Pavilion.

That ugly face was unforgettable even if he wanted to forget it.

Hadn’t he spewed harsh words saying she was too ugly to even sell her body at a pleasure house.

Cheol Ryeong, who had been having a fit, whipped his head toward Byeok I-gyeom.

“You bastard. You take responsibility.”

“What?”

Byeok I-gyeom, who had been out of it, raised his head.

“You’re the one who made the bet, so you take responsibility. Whether you serve those guys alone or become their attendant, figure it out yourself!”

At Cheol Ryeong’s shout, Byeok I-gyeom’s eyes sharpened.

However, the problem was that the other guys were nodding and agreeing with those words.

If he fought here, it would probably become a four-against-one fight.

‘Trash bastards…’

The words he had spat toward the Waryong Corps 20th Group, he was now thinking toward his own squad members.

“When we agreed to the bet, you all consented too.”

“I don’t know. You figure it out yourself. You’re the one who led the bet, and you’re the one who made the promise. Damn it. I shouldn’t have come to Gyoryong Hall.”

With those words, Cheol Ryeong turned to leave.

But he couldn’t.

Because Maengryong Corps 7th Group had appeared.

“What are you saying? If you lost a bet, you should take responsibility.”

Dang Jin-san said with a smooth smile.

“Ah, damn. You two made the bet. We were just watching!”

Cheol Ryeong shouted with a distorted face.

Dang Jin-san nodded.

Thinking back to the situation then, it was true.

“Right. That’s what happened. While you five and we five were making a bet, you just watched quietly. Isn’t that tacit agreement? If you didn’t like it, you could have said no then, right?”

“…”

Cheol Ryeong gritted his teeth.

“Then I look forward to the second half. Don’t run away by withdrawing from the academy or anything.”

The Maengryong Corps 7th Group glanced at them briefly and left.

In the direction they were heading, the Waryong Corps 20th Group was celebrating with joy.

“Phew. Damn it.”

How many times had he said these words?

Byeok I-gyeom looked up at the sky.

It was still morning, but the sky looked pitch black to him.

“Ah! Withdrawal. There was withdrawal.”

Cheol Ryeong muttered as if he had realized something.

The gazes of the four people turned toward him.

Their eyes seemed to say, “Is this bastard crazy, talking about withdrawal in a bet that involves the honor of sects?”

“Back then. We made a bet staking the honor of the Tang Family and Noejeongnru. I don’t think our Cheolgi Workshop was ever mentioned, was it?”

Before he knew it, a smile was hanging on his lips.

His expression said he could just quit this ridiculous situation.

Those words brought realization to the other three as well.

No matter how much they recalled the situation back then, that was true.

Byeok I-gyeom had stepped forward representing them and staked Noejeongnru’s honor.

The other four had only watched.

Thus, the eyes of the three people excluding Cheol Ryeong also changed.

Byeok I-gyeom quietly observed their behavior.

‘They really are trash. That’s right.’

Now he had the mindset of letting things be as they may.

Whether these bastards withdrew or not wasn’t his concern.

Whether they ran away with such ridiculous logic and tarnished their sect’s honor or not.

How many cadets had witnessed the situation back then?

Would such forced logic work on them?

Byeok I-gyeom made a disgusted expression and started walking.

Anyway, his second half academy life was confirmed.

‘Playing attendant. Damn it.’

There was someone walking alongside Byeok I-gyeom.

Tak Mu-jeon.

“Withdrawal seems difficult. If I did that, Father would probably kill me.”

A cadet who would serve as an attendant together had appeared.

 

***

 

“Shaolin entered Muchang?”

Byeokryeokgae frowned at his subordinate’s report.

There was only one reason for Shaolin to enter Muchang.

It must be because of the news sent to Gaebong’s headquarters not long ago.

‘For Shaolin to know about that… There must be a rat in the Beggar Sect.’

Byeokryeokgae’s eyes turned cold.

Even though they were both righteous sects.

They were strictly different martial arts schools.

News that was never shared had leaked out, especially information from the Beggar Sect, which specialized in intelligence.

There was no way Byeokryeokgae would be in a good mood.

“I’ll have to visit Gaebong once.”

Dan Mok Un-hye had also fully recovered, and Dan Mok Un-rae was growing stronger steadily.

Now there was no reason for him to be tied to Muchang.

‘Ha Mu-baek.’

Thanks to that monster.

But he couldn’t answer the question of whether it was good for that monster to be in Muchang.

The reason Shaolin came to Muchang right now.

Tracing it back, it was because of Ha Mu-baek.

‘Since the Sahae Alliance sent a messenger to that Ha Mu-baek kid… Tsk.’

 

***

 

Hae Pyeong-so.

He was the one who entered Muchang as a messenger from the Sahae Alliance.

He possessed quite formidable martial arts.

This was inevitable since he was going alone as a messenger to what was essentially the heart of the righteous sects.

He was someone chosen after considerable deliberation.

His swift lightness skill was particularly one of the reasons.

Mun In-baek-song had chosen such personnel so he could escape when necessary.

‘The Academy Director of Gyoryong Hall was a reasonable person.’

Recalling their previous meeting, Hae Pyeong-so sipped his tea.

Since he was on a mission, he stayed away from alcohol.

So he was spending time at a suitable tea house.

“It’s hot.”

Summer solstice.

The day when daytime was longest.

Though midsummer was approaching, it was already as sweltering as midsummer.

The Gyoryong Hall Master had said Ha Mu-baek would return after the summer solstice passed.

Soon all that remained was to meet him, complete the mission, and return.

Thinking this, he brought the teacup to his lips.

‘What’s this?’

His spine tingled.

He looked around.

No one was there.

‘Ominous.’

Another reason he was chosen as a messenger.

His incredible sixth sense.

His sixth sense was telling him.

Danger had come to Muchang, so he should get out quickly.

Hae Pyeong-so bit his lips.

His deliberation was brief.

During his life as a martial artist of the unorthodox sects, his sixth sense had helped him countless times.

Hae Pyeong-so moved immediately.

He left the tea house and went to the inn.

After packing his belongings, he left the inn and walked as his sixth sense guided him.

He absolutely did not run hastily.

He just walked calmly.

After exiting Muchang’s city gate like this.

He kicked off the ground.

To find a good place to hide.

He couldn’t leave Muchang.

He was still on a mission.

Right after Hae Pyeong-so left Muchang’s city gate.

On the completely opposite side.

A group wearing bamboo hats passed through the city gate and entered Muchang.

These were people sent from Shaolin Temple.

Those who had been staying with secular sects were the first to move.

Time was of the essence to catch the demonic sect’s spawn.

Those who departed from Songshan Mountain were also rushing toward Muchang with full force.

“A demonic sect bastard is in Muchang…”

The one leading at the front muttered while looking around.

“Find him quickly.”

At his low murmur, those who entered with him scattered in all directions.

Having given that order, he moved his steps along Muchang’s streets.

His steps were unhesitant, as if he had a predetermined destination.

Darim Tea House.

It was a tea house operated by a secular disciple of Shaolin.

It was a place where disciples from Shaolin Temple’s main mountain always stayed when they came to Muchang.

“Welcome, Senior Brother Yeon-jin.”

The tea house owner bowed respectfully.

“Have you heard the news? Brother Gong.”

At Yeon-jin’s question, the owner Gong Ji-deok nodded.

“Yes. Word came from the main mountain.”

“I see. I was also out inspecting the secular families when I received urgent contact and came here.”

“To think a demonic sect villain has hidden in Muchang, it’s truly lamentable.”

Gong Ji-deok spoke with a devastated expression.

“Indeed. It’s an even bigger matter since he even met the Gyoryong Hall Master. The orthodox sects still don’t seem to properly understand the demonic sects. Tsk tsk.”

“Please come inside and rest for now. You must be tired from the long journey.”

“No. I’ve ordered my disciples to search, so how could I rest comfortably? I stopped by as a guest to pay respects to the host. I’ll see you again shortly. Amitabha.”

“Amitabha.”

Having finished his greeting, Yeon-jin left the tea house again and disappeared into Muchang’s streets.

Gong Ji-deok, watching Yeon-jin’s retreating figure, would never know in his dreams.

That the guest who quietly left the tea house not long ago was the very person his senior brother was now searching for.

 

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“I finally get to see you.”

Peng Do-yul smiled brightly upon seeing Ha Mu-baek.

When the cleanup after Hatuje was in full swing.

Peng Do-yul was finally able to meet Ha Mu-baek.

He couldn’t see Ha Mu-baek until Hatuje started.

And after it ended, Peng Do-yul had many matters to attend to.

“What’s the matter?”

“You have a guest in Muchang.”

“A guest?”

[They were sent from the Sahae Alliance.]

At the answer that came back through sound transmission, Ha Mu-baek frowned.

It seemed to be related to the fellow who won today.

“Tsk.”

Ha Mu-baek clicked his tongue without realizing it.

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