The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 284

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Chapter 284. Th-The Purple Thunder Sun-Shooting Bow!

 

 

“St-Stop!!”

At Ha Mu-baek’s sudden action, Yeon-jin launched his body forward and thrust out his fist.

Kwakwakwang!

Fist force poured out from Yeon-jin’s fist.

Hundred Step Divine Fist.

One of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Unique Arts unfolded from his hands.

Ha Mu-baek pulled out the fist that had broken the well cover with an indifferent face and swung it to meet his.

Kwakwakwang!

Fist force pouring out as expected.

Kwang!

The fist forces unleashed by the two men collided in midair.

“Keuuk.”

Yeon-jin was flung in the opposite direction from where he had launched himself and collapsed weakly on the ground.

A thin trickle of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth.

He had suffered internal injuries from just one clash.

“Benefactor Ha! Are you truly going to interfere with Shaolin’s affairs?”

Yeon-jin shouted at Ha Mu-baek with anger.

Ha Mu-baek chuckled.

“What’s so special about Shaolin.”

At those words, the faces of the young Shaolin monks turned red.

They were enraged that their sect was being disrespected before their eyes.

“And what affairs? The person you’re looking for isn’t here.”

Ha Mu-baek spoke in a leisurely tone.

“What do you mean…”

Yeon-jin looked at Ha Mu-baek with a face that said it was nonsense.

“Aren’t you thinking of spiriting away the female benefactor hiding in that well?”

Eyes full of suspicion.

Ha Mu-baek looked at Yeon-jin with a face that said he was dumbfounded.

“Why would I? Go through such trouble? If I really intended to help the person you’re chasing, it would be much easier to just sweep you all away, wouldn’t it?”

The faces of the young Shaolin monks looked ready to explode.

Their anger had reached its peak.

There was no greater disrespect than this.

However, Yeon-jin only bit his lips and didn’t retort further.

Because he knew Ha Mu-baek’s words were true.

“Then why exactly are you blocking our way?”

“I told you. I also have business here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ha Mu-baek lifted off the well cover completely.

And what was visible before their eyes was.

Fairly large rocks and pebbles.

The typical appearance of a well that had dried up and been sealed.

“They covered it up well.”

A brief observation.

Then Yeon-jin slowly approached Ha Mu-baek’s side.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t bother to stop Yeon-jin.

Earlier, he had swung his fist first without warning, so he had countered it.

His insides were probably quite shaken up.

Just standing like that now must be displaying tremendous endurance.

Yeon-jin’s expression hardened after checking the inside of the well.

It was natural.

It was a situation where a person couldn’t be hiding.

Yet evil energy was still visible to his eyes.

The Prajna Bodhi Mind Eye wouldn’t be wrong.

Ignoring Yeon-jin’s reaction, Ha Mu-baek extended his hand.

Levitation Technique unfolded.

Appropriately sized rocks and pebbles floated up and were moved outside the well.

And the sand and dirt floor was revealed.

Ha Mu-baek chuckled and gazed intently at the sandy floor while still extending his hand.

The floor began to stir.

Something seemed to be rising from the stirring spot.

Then it shot up and was caught in Ha Mu-baek’s hand.

It was an iron bow of ordinary appearance.

“Th-That is…”

Yeon-jin’s eyes widened.

The evil energy visible to his eyes was flowing out from that bow.

A bow from which evil energy flowed like that.

It must surely be something carried by the one they were chasing.

Who would have thought they had hidden it here like this and left.

“Th-The Purple Thunder Sun-Shooting Bow!”

Ha Mu-baek nodded.

“This is my business here.”

A weapon that was streaming evil energy like that.

It was ominous.

Extremely ominous.

Such a weapon must be recovered and sealed deep within Shaolin.

That’s what must be done, but.

The one holding it was.

Ha Mu-baek.

“Benefactor Ha.”

Yeon-jin called out to Ha Mu-baek.

“No way.”

As if knowing what he was thinking, Ha Mu-baek spoke as if it was out of the question.

“Th-That is…”

“Ah, that’s your opinion. Or why didn’t you guys take it out first?”

“For the safety and peace of Gangho…”

Yeon-jin tried to persuade Ha Mu-baek somehow.

However, that justification was complete nonsense to Ha Mu-baek.

Until now, this Purple Thunder Sun-Shooting Bow had been with the Sahae Alliance.

Did that mean there was no safety and peace in Gangho?

After victory in the war against the Blood Cult and Demon Cult bastards, Gangho had been relatively peaceful.

Rather, safety and peace might have been shaken because those arrogant bastards fought each other claiming superiority.

“If you’re so worried about Gangho’s safety and peace, why don’t you try taking it by force?”

Ha Mu-baek said while waving the Purple Thunder Sun-Shooting Bow in front of Yeon-jin’s eyes.

Yeon-jin gritted his teeth.

He’s someone you can’t reason with.

And someone you can’t overpower either.

“You bastard!!”

At that moment, one young monk who couldn’t contain his anger lunged toward Ha Mu-baek.

Just moments ago.

Even after seeing Yeon-jin suffer internal injuries from his clash with Ha Mu-baek, he swung his fist without a moment’s hesitation.

The forms of the Great Vajra Fist unfolded from the young monk’s hands.

“St-stop! Hang Jin!”

Yeon-jin cried out urgently, but the fist was already flying toward Ha Mu-baek’s face.

Muscles swollen as if they would burst his robes, with a massive build.

If not for his shaved head, no one would have thought he was a monk.

It was truly a physique befitting the Great Vajra Fist.

However.

Crack.

With a loud sound, he clutched his right hand and collapsed on the spot.

All the fingers on his right hand were bent in different directions.

They were all broken.

Ha Mu-baek had done nothing, just stood there watching.

“Wh-what kind of b-body protection energy…”

Yeon-jin looked at Ha Mu-baek with disbelieving eyes.

He truly was a monster.

Though Hang Jin was called the Second Disciple, the power of his fist was no less than the First Disciple’s.

Such was Hang Jin’s Great Vajra Fist, blocked by mere body protection energy.

Rather, Hang Jin’s fingers were shattered.

All five fingers were broken.

This meant the rebound force of the body protection energy was that strong.

That monster didn’t even blink while Hang Jin was in such a state.

“Tsk.”

Ha Mu-baek clicked his tongue lightly at the sight.

Then he looked at Yeon-jin.

Yeon-jin’s hand gripping the prayer beads tensed with force.

With this one exchange, Ha Mu-baek had clearly shown them.

What level he was at.

He was asking if they would still dare to challenge him.

The Second and Third Disciples were gradually calming their excitement.

Seeing Hang Jin’s defeat had made them start recognizing reality.

Only one person.

Hang San alone maintained a calm expression from the beginning.

His gaze was fixed not on Ha Mu-baek, but on the bow Ha Mu-baek carried.

‘That’s… the Four-One Thunder Bow…’

Though called a weapon of the unorthodox faction, it was a legendary weapon.

One of the ten strongest weapons of the unorthodox faction.

The weapon of the Four Seas Alliance Leader.

Its previous owner was the Greatest Archer of the Unorthodox Faction.

Seeing a legendary weapon in person made his curiosity surge.

Such curiosity had led him to study the historical texts in the Sutra Repository.

Now his gaze was fixed on Ha Mu-baek’s hands, unable to move.

Ha Mu-baek was not one to miss Hang San’s stare.

Ha Mu-baek turned his head, and his eyes met Hang San’s.

“Ugh.”

Startled, Hang San stepped back.

He hadn’t noticed while only dealing with Uncle Yeon-jin.

What kind of person has such eyes?

Though he seemed to be looking calmly, Hang San found it difficult to bear.

“What?”

When Ha Mu-baek spoke, Yeon-jin stepped sideways.

Thus blocking Hang San’s front and shielding him from Ha Mu-baek’s gaze.

“Yeon-jin. Not you. The one behind. What?”

Ha Mu-baek specifically pointed out Hang San.

“We shall withdraw now, Benefactor Ha.”

Yeon-jin said hastily.

Hang Jin, who had charged recklessly, was injured.

But now Ha Mu-baek was targeting Hang San.

Not knowing what might happen to Hang San, he chose retreat to protect his disciple.

“Even when leaving. You should answer questions, shouldn’t you? If you were staring with such burning eyes. Right?”

Ha Mu-baek did not withdraw his gaze.

His eyes directed at Hang San.

Were urging him.

To quickly state the reason.

Hang San couldn’t withstand that urging.

“I, well…”

“Stop.”

Just as Hang San was about to speak, Yeon-jin urgently stopped him.

It was all to protect his disciple.

“The one who should stop is you, Yeon-jin.”

Ha Mu-baek’s qi aura suddenly concentrated on Yeon-jin.

“Kuk.”

Yeon-jin gritted his teeth and drew up his internal energy.

“Speak. Why were you staring at this like that?”

Ha Mu-baek slightly lifted the Four-One Thunder Bow.

Hang San’s gaze followed the Four-One Thunder Bow.

“Hang San…?”

Yeon-jin looked at such Hang San. Ha Mu-baek’s qi aura had already been withdrawn.

“I won’t eat you. Yeon-jin, you step aside. Why this bow?”

“Uh, I… that divine weapon I’d only seen in books was right before my eyes…”

Hang San answered hesitantly.

Ha Mu-baek looked at the ordinary iron bow once more.

He had recognized this as the Four-One Thunder Bow by the qi energy the bow possessed.

For Ha Mu-baek too, seeing the real thing was first when he met Gongya Hwi-yeon.

Ha Mu-baek had no particular interest in weapons.

He had long surpassed the level of being selective about weapons.

Ha Mu-baek grinned.

It was amusing to see a Shaolin monk’s eyes light up at the sight of a weapon.

And it was an unorthodox faction weapon at that.

“The Ten Weapons of the Unorthodox Path?”

“Yes. According to the newly compiled Murim Weapons Compendium from ten years ago…”

At Ha Mu-baek’s question, Hang San’s eyes lit up as he began to speak.

At this sight, the Shaolin monks including Yeon-jin looked slightly appalled.

They knew Hang San was interested in such things and studied them deeply.

But to think he’d be like this even in a situation like now.

“Therefore, it is said to be an ancient divine weapon whose form changes according to the user’s level. When it fully reveals its true form, it glows softly with platinum light and takes the magnificent shape of a dragon. It is said that Gwancheon Sahwagung was the one who last displayed that final form.”

Ha Mu-baek also wore a slightly disgusted expression.

To think a Shaolin monk would look like that.

He thought that fellow should never have become a monk.

But at the same time, he felt curious.

A weapon that changes form according to the user’s level.

Gongya Hwi-yeon’s level wasn’t low for her age group, yet it appeared as an ordinary iron bow.

The bow had evaluated that level of skill as ordinary.

It was both amusing and pathetic that a mere weapon would evaluate a martial artist’s level.

“The method?”

“Pardon?”

Hang San reflexively asked back at Ha Mu-baek’s question.

“The method to change this bow’s form.”

“Ah. It says that the owner of the Four-One Thunder Bow needs to infuse internal energy into it. But since it’s called one of the Ten Evil Weapons, it only responds to evil arts. If a half-hearted orthodox martial artist tries to become the owner of the Four-One Thunder Bow, they might instead be consumed by the bow’s evil energy…”

Hang San continued his explanation at length.

Even though he had heard what he needed to know, Hang San’s mouth didn’t stop.

What a talkative monk.

Ignoring Hang San’s words, Ha Mu-baek pushed his internal energy into the Four-One Thunder Bow.

“Oh my. As I mentioned just now, that bow only responds to demonic faction martial arts…”

Noticing that Ha Mu-baek was infusing internal energy into the Four-One Thunder Bow, Hang San spoke urgently.

While someone of Ha Mu-baek’s level wouldn’t be consumed by the Four-One Thunder Bow, he thought it would be a useless action.

But then.

Wooong…

The bow showed a reaction.

Surprised by this sight, Yeon-jin hurriedly turned to Hang San and asked.

“Didn’t you say it only responds to evil arts?”

“That’s correct. One of the reasons the Ten Evil Weapons are called the Ten Evil Weapons is precisely that. Only martial artists from the demonic faction can properly use them.”

“Then how…”

Yeon-jin’s eyes trembled.

It seemed like the Four-One Thunder Bow was responding to Ha Mu-baek’s internal energy.

“Ha, Ha Benefactor… then has he learned e-evil arts…”

Muttering this, Yeon-jin opened his eyes wide as if he had realized something.

“So that’s why he’s searching for that demonic villain…”

An orthodox master who had learned demonic faction martial arts.

This was clear betrayal.

Therefore, anger settled in Yeon-jin’s eyes as he looked at Ha Mu-baek.

‘I must inform the main mountain.’

Yeon-jin made his decision.

He firmly resolved to report this news to Shaolin, then block that traitor’s path even if it meant everyone would perish together.

Whether Yeon-jin was thinking such thoughts or not.

Ha Mu-baek was watching the Four-One Thunder Bow’s transformation.

After a low trembling.

It slowly began to emit light.

Soon it burst forth with dazzling radiance.

Those watching the bow closed their eyes at the sudden flash.

After the light disappeared.

It was just as Hang San had said.

A magnificent bow in the shape of an ascending dragon was held in Ha Mu-baek’s hands.

“Oh my?”

However, there was something different from that description.

That’s why Hang San was surprised.

Certainly.

It was supposed to shine with platinum light.

The pure white platinum-colored bow was correct.

However.

It shone with mystical and brilliant seven colors.

Not platinum light.

“How, how is this…”

The contents of the Martial World Weapons Compendium, which recorded everything about weapons in Gangho, couldn’t be wrong.

An appearance different from the books. An appearance not recorded.

“C-could it be?”

Hang San was startled by a thought that flashed through his mind.

Perhaps the highest level the Four-One Thunder Bow had shown until now was what was recorded in the compendium.

And the form Ha Mu-baek was displaying now had surpassed even that level.

Such a thought occurred to him.

The Shaolin monks were mesmerized by the sight of the Four-One Thunder Bow revealing its true form.

It was a weapon of the demonic faction.

Yet it had such a sacred-looking appearance.

Ha Mu-baek also stared at the Four-One Thunder Bow with dazed eyes.

‘Th-this is…’

Ha Mu-baek’s hand holding the Four-One Thunder Bow trembled finely.

His eyes also quivered.

Ha Mu-baek looked at Hang San.

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