The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 300

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Chapter 300. What Are You?

 

 

Hyeon-gil emerged from Repentance Cave.

The only one who had been confined in this place was Hyeon-hwang alone.

Therefore, there were no guards.

Only the rugged appearance of Songshan Mountain spread before his eyes.

There was no one other than Hyeon-hwang who had committed a sin grave enough to be imprisoned here.

They believed Gwanghae Seong-seung’s Restriction Technique alone was sufficient, so they had confined him in the deepest Dark Cave.

The solitude of being trapped here alone was also a great punishment, so they had not even set up guards.

Only the Hyeon Generation knew of this place.

Even among the Yeon Generation who knew of Hyeon-hwang’s existence, none knew the location of this Repentance Cave.

This was also because there was not just one Repentance Cave in this location.

Hyeon-gil’s gaze turned toward Jungeuk Peak.

A fierce battle was still raging there.

The reverberations and tremors, the vibrations of Energy Waves were reaching even this place.

It was truly a fight between monsters who had transcended the realm of the Mortal World.

Hyeon-gil, who had been gazing at that place, calmly faced his inner self.

There, the being who called itself the Abyss was waiting for Hyeon-gil.

 

-Have you made your decision? You coward who desperately sought me out, yet ran away after actually meeting me?

The Abyss, encountered again after two months.

‘What exactly are you as a being? How can martial arts possess will?’

Hyeon-gil’s question.

-Hmph. What a pathetic fool.

What returned was mockery.

‘Rather, aren’t you the demon?’

-A demon, you say. A demon, you say. You pathetic coward know better than anyone that I am not. A demon is ultimately your own worldly desires.

Hyeon-gil frowned.

This was a being he had encountered by delving deep, deep into the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

There was no way that being could be a demon.

A demon within the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

If that were truly the case, it would be due to his own worldly desires from incorrectly learning the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

-I am one of countless fragments from the beginning. I am its consciousness. My will is the will of the beginning. Will you accept that power? O destined one?

These were the first words he had spoken when Hyeon-gil first encountered the Abyss.

The beginning.

The being that Gwanghae Seong-seung had told him about.

Therefore, he should have rejoiced at reaching that place, but Hyeon-gil felt fear first.

For martial arts to have such will.

No matter how much the beginning was the start of the world, doubts and concerns about whether such a thing was truly possible.

He had spent two months with those thoughts.

It was not the Abyss of the beginning that had forced that decision.

Rather, it was the actions of Senior Brother Hyeon-gwang, the head monk, and the outrageous behavior of the fallen Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang.

Though his contemplation had been long.

The decision was quick.

He had to uphold Gwanghae Seong-seung’s will.

‘I accept.’

The moment Hyeon-gil answered.

A brilliant light briefly flashed from his Dantian before disappearing.

After that.

Hyeon-gil came to see a new world.

Essence.

A world called that.

Hyeon-gil immediately kicked off from the ground.

To help the fallen Senior Brother, Hyeon-hwang, enter nirvana according to the will of the late master Gwanghae Seong-seung.

 

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Ha Mu-baek’s sword moved again.

The smile on his lips grew even deeper.

It was an innocent smile that contained no emotion whatsoever.

Truly.

It was the kind of smile that said this moment was so fun he could die.

A sword showing light movements that matched the smile spread across his face.

The Qi Energy flowing out like a gentle spring breeze instantly created a massive net.

The momentum to crush Hyeon-hwang by constricting him from all directions.

Even surrounded by the net of pure white Sword Aura, Hyeon-hwang still moved his two fists.

Pitch-black dark Gang Qi collided with Ha Mu-baek’s net of Sword Aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tremendous explosive sounds continued to burst forth.

Hyeon-hwang staggered backward.

“Kuooooo!”

A sound that could have been either a battle cry or a roar burst from his mouth.

Finally.

He tore through one side of the Sword Aura net and escaped from there.

The midair space where Hyeon-hwang had escaped.

Soul Crushing rapidly converged toward a single point.

Crack.

It shattered everything within that range.

“Huff. Huff. Huff.”

Hyeon-hwang exhaled rough breaths.

And he looked at the place where he had been.

It was terrifying to think what would have happened if he hadn’t escaped.

He glared at Ha Mu-baek.

“An incomprehensible fellow. It’s certain you haven’t met the Abyss. How can you show such strength… Tsk.”

Questions filled Hyeon-hwang’s mind.

But Ha Mu-baek paid no attention.

He would simply continue with the next attack.

It was still fun.

Who would have thought the Soul Crushing net could be torn.

Though he hadn’t deployed it many times since coming out to Gangho.

This was the first person to tear through it and escape.

In that case.

Next.

Naturally.

Five Cuts.

Heaven Shattering.

Indeed, how would he respond to this?

He was looking forward to it.

That bastard was certainly showing a response beyond that of the Blood Cult Leader or Demonic Cult Leader.

If one only considered the power of the martial arts he possessed.

That bastard Hyeon-hwang’s level still didn’t reach Gae Hong-cheon or Seok Won-cho yet.

In other words.

Ha Mu-baek wasn’t yet pouring out all his strength completely.

The current Ha Mu-baek had surpassed the realm of Ha Mu-baek from that time.

Kuooooooo.

The sword that left Ha Mu-baek’s hand and floated in midair.

The pure white Sword Aura became intensely thick.

When it became impossible to distinguish between sword and Sword Aura.

The sword fell straight toward Hyeon-hwang.

Destroying everything with one sword.

A form with power that could even shatter the heavens.

Fifth Form. Heaven Shattering.

It flew forth.

Hyeon-hwang’s face hardened seriously.

He had no sense of what martial arts to use to block it.

A sword of power he’d never seen in his life was falling toward him.

‘How. Such strong qi energy. If he hadn’t met Sim Yeon, he wouldn’t be able to obtain the complete power of the fragments… This is impossible.’

His eyes clearly showed shock.

Hyeon-hwang drew up his entire body’s Internal Energy.

Was it Internal Energy?

Was it qi energy?

The three fragments entangled in his dantian bit each other and swirled.

Darkness. Chaos. Void.

The three gradually settled into stable positions, drawing the form of a three-way taiji.

Darkness and Chaos of equal size.

Void, weaker than them.

Sim Yeon.

It whispered to Hyeon-hwang.

It pushed something into Hyeon-hwang’s mind.

Thousand-Hand Sarira Bodhi Sutra.

When he obtained the fragment of Void hidden within it, he thought he had gained everything, but that wasn’t the case.

The means to fully use the power of the three-way taiji swirling in his dantian.

Martial arts.

What Sim Yeon embedded in his mind, what his entire body taught him through Mind Speech.

Dark Chaos World-Destroying Desolation Fist.

The very martial art Hyeon-hwang first encountered in the Sutra Repository.

It had evolved one step further.

Dark Chaos World-Destroying Desolation Fist Void Form.

It unfolded from Hyeon-hwang’s fingertips.

This time, none of the Shaolin Monks could recognize Hyeon-hwang’s martial arts.

Hyeon-hwang, who had been using martial arts from Shaolin’s Seventy-Two Ultimate Arts until now, had brought out an unfamiliar martial art.

To the degree that distinguishing between fist and Gang Qi was impossible.

A fist that had become pitch-black Gang Qi itself.

Shot toward Ha Mu-baek’s sword.

Kwaaaaaaaang!!!

Heaven and earth shook and roared.

A storm whirled and stretched out as if to destroy everything in all directions.

“Keuuk.”

“Euuk.”

The aftermath of that storm struck the Shaolin Monks.

Though they drew their Internal Energy to the extreme to resist.

Some suffered internal injuries and coughed up blood.

The tremendous shockwave spread beyond Jungeuk Peak throughout all of Songshan Mountain.

Ha Mu-baek looked at the center of the massive storm of qi energy that whirled violently.

Hyeon-hwang with black qi energy surging from his entire body.

His two eyes were dyed pitch-black.

His entire eyes were pitch-black.

It was like looking at a monster from hell.

Hyeon-hwang’s eyes turned toward Ha Mu-baek.

Pajijik.

The two men whose eyes met in midair.

“Should I say thanks for this? Thanks to you, I’ve become one step stronger.”

The unpleasant black qi energy haze flowing from his body.

If Hyeon-hwang had just absorbed a small fragment of Void moments ago.

Now he was in a state where he had unified it with his own power.

‘At that level, he might be even stronger.’

The objects of comparison were Gae Hong-cheon and Seok Won-cho.

Ha Mu-baek was now assessing that the current Hyeon-hwang had surpassed those two culprits who had thrown All Under Heaven into chaos with the Great Murim War.

Eventually the storm subsided.

Now all the Shaolin Monks could see Hyeon-hwang’s appearance.

Confirming that appearance, Hyeon-gwang’s eyes widened.

“Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha…”

And he continuously chanted the Buddha’s name.

He thought he had truly released a calamity upon the world.

Now Hyeon-hwang had vastly surpassed Hyeon-gwang’s realm.

Once upon a time.

Demonic Cult Leader Seok Won-cho, whom he had briefly encountered during the Great Murim War.

A sense of intimidation stronger than the aura that man had displayed was emanating from Hyeon-hwang’s body.

Ha Mu-baek glanced at such Hyeon-gwang.

That bastard released him himself but was insisting that Hyeon-hwang had escaped.

Anyway, if he had been keeping that bastard confined, he would certainly possess means to restrict him.

Yet he was just watching like that.

Well, it didn’t matter. Not now.

Since it was interesting for once.

Of course, the price would have to be paid later.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword returned.

It was still emitting sharp Blade Aura.

Tahat.

Hyeon-hwang kicked off the ground.

His fist struck Ha Mu-baek with fierce momentum.

Dark Chaos.

World-Destroying.

Desolation.

Void.

Fists containing the profound principles of each scattered terrifying and ominous qi energy.

Hehe.

Ha Mu-baek smiled.

That unpleasant fist technique.

The profound mystery that one of them was displaying.

It had a similar atmosphere to one of the Infinite Adaptable Eight Absolute Sword Techniques.

Indeed, which side would be stronger?

Seeing that the Shaolin monks didn’t recognize it, that must truly be that bastard’s unique fist technique.

Ha Mu-baek kicked off the air and launched his body forward.

The sword moved.

It contained a world-weary energy different from before.

Infinite Adaptable Eight Absolute Sword Technique.

Sixth Severance.

World Destruction.

The energy of that sword, which claimed to destroy the world, strangely emanated an atmosphere similar to a part of Hyeon-hwang’s Dark Chaos World-Destroying Desolation Fist.

Though their origins were completely different energies.

Sword and fist clashed violently.

Two people attacking with the momentum to immediately end their opponent’s life in one blow, targeting only fatal vital points.

Neither succeeded.

They were blocked by their opponent every time.

Kwa-kwa-kwang!

Kwa-kwang!

Massive collisions of energy continuously shook all directions.

The Shaolin monks had hesitantly retreated and were now quite far away.

Swish.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword cut Hyeon-hwang’s sleeve.

Thud.

Hyeon-hwang’s fist force grazed Ha Mu-baek’s shoulder.

Two people with not an inch of retreat.

For a full half hour, they continued their offensive without rest.

As if they wouldn’t consider any defense at all.

They blocked their opponent’s attacks with attacks.

The innocent smile on Ha Mu-baek’s lips had deepened to the point where it couldn’t get any deeper.

Hyeon-hwang’s eyes had turned so black they couldn’t get any blacker.

Eyes black as black, like a bottomless abyss with the depth of eons.

Kuaaang! Kwang!

The attacks of two people who would erase each other’s existence from the world collided.

Finally, both retreated backward.

In this exchange, neither gained the upper hand.

“What kind of existence are you? You clearly possess power from the same source as me. But you cannot fully use that power. And you haven’t met me. Yet you’re as strong as I am. What are you?”

Hyeon-hwang asked while looking at Ha Mu-baek.

But the content was strange.

It was Hyeon-hwang asking, but not Hyeon-hwang alone.

Probably that thing called Sim Yeon.

It was mixed with Hyeon-hwang’s ego.

“Looking at your current state, it seems right not to meet it. A power that invades one’s ego.”

Ha Mu-baek frowned as if his interest had cooled.

Until now it had been quite entertaining.

But if it was martial arts that made one lose oneself.

He felt he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the same fun as before.

Both Gae Hong-cheon and Seok Won-cho.

Had maintained their egos firmly until the very last moment.

Despite learning Blood Arts and Demonic Arts.

Those unprecedented evil martial arts, they had done so.

That bastard now might be stronger than they were back then.

But in reality, he was weaker.

Since he had let martial arts steal part of his ego.

“Hah. You came looking for me because you couldn’t break my power anyway.”

Hyeon-hwang’s mockery.

Only then did Ha Mu-baek recall what he had forgotten while absorbed in the fun.

Gongya Hwi-yeon.

The energy that was devouring her.

Come to think of it, it was similar to the energy currently surging from that bastard’s body.

Though the energy visible now was more vicious.

“Well, I’ll find a method eventually. Just because I can’t do it right now doesn’t mean I can’t do it in the future. I came looking for you because I was impatient. But seeing your current state. Well. It seems right to just beat you to death.”

Ha Mu-baek’s aura changed.

Even denser and rougher energy surged up.

“Gae Hong-cheon.”

The name of the former Blood Cult Leader suddenly flowed from Ha Mu-baek’s mouth.

“Seok Won-cho.”

This time it was the name of the former Demonic Cult Leader.

Questions appeared on the faces of the Shaolin monks watching their confrontation.

Suddenly why?

Such questions.

“Those two at least saw up to the seventh and eighth.”

Words whose meaning couldn’t be understood.

“But you won’t need to.”

Ha Mu-baek’s sword gleamed.

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