The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 304

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Chapter 304. He Seems Similar to This Bastard?

 

 

The moment light burst forth from Hyeon-gil’s body.

The Shaolin Monks around him were startled.

A sacred energy flowed from his body as if Buddha Lord himself had descended.

Guest Reception Hall.

A place to welcome visitors who come to Shaolin Temple.

Hyeon-gil is the head of that hall.

With his gentle and benevolent character and good social skills, he had been in that position for a long time.

Though the time had long passed when he should have handed over that position to a disciple of the Yeon Generation.

He was still the head of the Guest Reception Hall.

Since the work was what it was, it was a position most people avoided.

Countless pilgrims visited Shaolin Temple. Endless streams of people poured in.

Those of high status, those with much money, those with strong martial arts, those of low status, those without money, those with nothing to lose, those driven to the end of life.

Truly all kinds of people came.

With so many different people visiting, incidents and accidents never ceased.

The head of the Guest Reception Hall bore the final responsibility.

Truly a flood of enormous amounts of work pouring in from all kinds of people.

With such diverse people gathered, there were those who were immeasurably insane, some who were unreasonable, and some who were completely unmanageable.

After suffering like this for just a few years, it became difficult to maintain one’s sanity.

Even for monks of Shaolin Temple with deep cultivation.

Moreover, with so much work, there was no time for personal cultivation.

In many ways, the position of Guest Reception Hall head seemed to have only difficult tasks and no good aspects.

Nevertheless, Hyeon-gil neither urged nor forced the disciples of the Yeon Generation to take over as head of the Guest Reception Hall.

He simply did his work silently.

Though known to have martial arts skills that were not particularly high, Hyeon-gil earned the respect of Shaolin disciples through such character.

For such sacred and majestic light to emanate from that Hyeon-gil’s body.

The gentle yellow light truly seemed like the descent of Buddha Lord himself.

“Amitabha… Buddha Light! Buddha Light!!”

“Amitabha… To see the light of Buddha Lord like this. Amitabha.”

The Shaolin Monks all pressed their palms together, bowed their heads, and chanted Buddha’s name.

Their voices were filled with the energy of deep emotion.

Hyeon-gwang still looked at his junior brother as if he couldn’t believe it.

‘M-Master. Master… how could you give such power to junior brother Hyeon-gil…’

How could he pass such power to his junior brother, leaving aside himself who was the direct disciple, the head disciple?

No, he knew the reason.

Heart Demon.

That damn Heart Demon.

How could that be called a Heart Demon?

Wasn’t it the natural compassion that any human would have?

The path of overcoming human desires and seven emotions to gain enlightenment and reach liberation.

That was the path monks should take.

But to be concerned about the natural compassion that any human would have.

He was already in a state where he couldn’t escape from the Heart Demon.

To a degree where he couldn’t recognize it himself.

No one noticed Hyeon-gwang’s state as he trembled with envy and jealousy.

Contrary to such inner thoughts, he was still chanting the incantation of the Restriction Technique.

Hyeon-gil launched his body forward.

At the end was Hyeon-hwang.

Hyeon-gil moved his fist gently.

The movement of Hundred Step Divine Fist.

What Hyeon-gil received from Gwanghae Seong-seung was the Muscle and Bone Cleansing Scripture.

The foremost of Shaolin Three Great Divine Arts.

But that was a Mind Technique and scripture.

It was merely a scripture that recorded methods to correct and purify the cultivator’s body.

Therefore, the martial arts he used was Hyeon-gil’s Life and Death Techniques, the Hundred Step Divine Fist.

However, perhaps due to the influence of the fragment’s piece, the movements had changed slightly.

The name Sim Yeon had taught him.

Hundred Step Radiance Divine Fist.

The moment that fist power flew toward Hyeon-hwang’s Dantian.

Bang!!

Ha Mu-baek blocked that fist power.

Thanks to this, he pulled out one of his hands that had been embedded in Hyeon-hwang’s Dantian.

“What the hell are you again?”

Ha Mu-baek frowned fiercely.

“I am called Hyeon-gil. Benefactor Ha. Following the will of my grand-uncle Gwanghae Seong-seung, I have the duty to lead Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang to nirvana.”

Hyeon-gil answered calmly.

However, Ha Mu-baek still frowned.

“That power.”

Hyeon-gil, still emanating gentle Buddha Light, looked at Ha Mu-baek with eyes that didn’t understand.

What problem could there be with this sacred and majestic energy as if he had borrowed power from Buddha Lord?

“He seems similar to this bastard?”

He knew.

Ha Mu-baek was also feeling it.

That it was completely different energy from Hyeon-hwang.

Among the martial arts Ha Mu-baek knew, if he had to find something similar, it would probably be the energy most similar to Emperor Sword Form.

However.

The roots at that deep, deep bottom were certainly similar to that bastard Hyeon-hwang’s power.

And reluctantly, similar to his own power as well.

That’s why when he felt Hyeon-hwang’s energy, didn’t he also sense aspects similar to his own power?

Hyeon-gil slightly furrowed his brow.

But that was all.

“Amitabha. Since this is power gained at the end of cultivating the Muscle and Bone Cleansing Scripture, Benefactor Ha’s words dishonor Shaolin.”

At those words, the Shaolin Monks were greatly shocked.

How much more surprised could they be today, it seemed there was no more energy left to be surprised…

The events occurring in these few hours today were continuously shaking their common sense more than what they had heard and learned while spending their entire lives at Shaolin.

How could Hyeon-gil be learning the Muscle and Bone Cleansing Scripture?

Not just anyone could learn that.

Only with the recognition of Shaolin’s foremost person could one finally learn it.

Only the head of the Sutra Repository knew where that scripture was located.

However, even Hyeon Chuk, who was the head of the Sutra Repository, seemed unaware that Hyeon-gil had learned the Muscle and Bone Cleansing Scripture.

Then there was only one conclusion.

Shaolin’s foremost person had directly transmitted it orally.

Only then did the Shaolin Monks’ gazes glance toward Hyeon-gwang.

They naturally thought that Hyeon-gwang, who was the sect leader and abbot, would be cultivating it.

The previous generation’s greatest Shaolin master and inheritor of the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture was none other than Gwanghae Seong-seung.

But to think it had been passed down not to Gwanghae Seong-seung’s direct disciple, but to his grand-disciple Hyeon-gil.

He had heard something unimaginable.

Ha Mu-baek tilted his head in puzzlement.

But if it was the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture, what could he do.

Shaolin’s greatest martial arts.

He had mentioned it after all.

Wasn’t the Emperor Sword Form also the Namgung Family’s greatest martial arts?

However.

They were similar yet different.

The qi energy most similar in nature was the Namgung Family’s Emperor Sword Form.

But what came to mind first was that bastard Hyeon-hwang.

Why was that?

Ha Mu-baek continued tilting his head at that question.

His other hand also withdrew from Hyeon-hwang’s dantian.

Seeing that Ha Mu-baek had stepped back for now, Hyeon-gil threw his fist again.

The power of the Hundred Step Radiant Divine Fist flying toward Hyeon-hwang.

“Kraaaaaaah!!!!”

It struck his dantian precisely.

Hyeon-hwang screamed like a madman.

His dantian was shrinking further.

The dantian that had been enduring the restriction power of the sealing technique.

The golden sphere had shrunk by that much.

Hyeon-gil continued launching his fist power.

The more Hyeon-gil’s fists struck, the smaller the dantian became.

Eventually the dantian became the size of a grain of rice.

Hyeon-hwang’s eyes had lost focus.

Saliva drooled from the corners of his mouth.

He was already in a state no different from death.

Only his dantian was fiercely holding on.

More precisely, that bastard called Sim Yeon was.

Ha Mu-baek watched quietly.

Just as he was thinking that bastard called Sim Yeon was truly vicious.

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze suddenly turned toward Hyeon-gil.

That was the reason he felt Hyeon-gil’s qi energy resembled Hyeon-hwang’s.

Sim Yeon.

He could feel traces of Sim Yeon in that person called Hyeon-gil’s qi energy as well.

Ha Mu-baek glared at Hyeon-gil with terrifying eyes.

But for now, finishing off that bastard Hyeon-hwang came first.

Hyeon-hwang had already become an idiot.

The moment Ha Mu-baek damaged his dantian.

He had suffered irreversible damage.

With Hyeon-gil’s attacks added to that.

The dantian shrunk to the size of a grain of rice was barely keeping Hyeon-hwang alive.

However.

No matter how much fist power Hyeon-gil unleashed, the dantian endured.

His strength was insufficient.

Compared to the power Hyeon-hwang had gained so far, the power Hyeon-gil had obtained was lacking.

Ha Mu-baek carefully observed Hyeon-gil’s qi energy.

Qi energy with a subtle golden hue.

That qi energy the Shaolin Monks called Buddha Light.

It was passing through the sealing technique restraining Hyeon-hwang and exerting direct power on his dantian.

It seemed the power contained in the sealing technique also originated from Buddhist sources.

Because it was power of similar nature, it could pass through the sealing technique.

That’s why Ha Mu-baek’s power had been blocked.

If traced to its roots, it was ultimately qi energy familiar to Ha Mu-baek and similar to his own in some aspects.

Then.

Couldn’t he imitate it similarly?

Just like he had always plausibly executed martial arts he’d seen once.

The same as always.

With that thought, Ha Mu-baek concentrated on observing Hyeon-gil’s qi energy.

Hyeon-gil was continuously executing the Hundred Step Radiant Divine Fist.

To lead Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang to nirvana according to Gwanghae Seong-seung’s will.

However.

Hyeon-hwang still.

Endured.

He endured and endured.

Hyeon-gil was flustered.

Why.

The abyss originating from the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

According to its words, he should definitely be able to finish this.

It was due to the difference in power magnitude and the golden sphere.

No matter how similar the qi energy, losses were inevitable when penetrating the golden sphere.

That amount was roughly fifty percent.

There was a limit to the amount of qi energy Hyeon-gil could unleash toward Hyeon-hwang’s dantian at once.

Only fifty percent of that limited amount reached the dantian.

The dantian shrunk to the size of a grain of rice.

Could endure Hyeon-gil’s Hundred Step Radiant Divine Fist qi energy precisely because it had shrunk.

Unable to know this fact, Hyeon-gil desperately threw his fists.

But their power was gradually declining.

He had already given his all in the first fist strike.

His face became drenched with sweat.

“Hmm.”

Ha Mu-baek raised qi energy at his fingertips.

White.

The pure white qi energy gradually took on a yellow tinge.

The qi energy at his fingertips changed to ivory color.

There Ha Mu-baek shook his head.

It wasn’t easy.

With a just-in-case thought, Ha Mu-baek sent the qi energy from his fingertips as finger wind toward Hyeon-hwang.

Thud.

The finger wind struck the golden sphere surrounding the dantian.

‘Hm?’

He felt it.

The finger wind penetrated the sealing technique and reached the dantian.

Didn’t Hyeon-hwang’s body just flinch and tremble?

Though the amount was minimal.

He had confirmed the possibility.

It was thanks to seeing the Emperor Sword Form’s secret manual and teaching it to Namgung Ji-hu, no, Namgung Hu.

The experience of handling qi energy of similar nature had been of great help.

Ha Mu-baek gathered his energy once more.

A bit more yellow light seeped into the ivory color.

He released another finger wind.

“Kik.”

A groan flowed from Hyeon-hwang’s mouth.

Measuring it, about nine-tenths was lost, with one-tenth of the energy penetrating through to strike the dantian.

If he refined it further, he could probably reduce the loss even more.

“There’s no need to go that far. Since some amount is getting through, I can just pour it all in.”

Ha Mu-baek muttered quietly and stepped toward Hyeon-hwang.

Ha Mu-baek placed his palm directly on Hyeon-hwang’s dantian.

His intrusion made Hyeon-gil’s punching stop.

“Huk. Huk huk huk. Ha, Ha benefactor. What are you trying to do…?”

Though his eyes were full of questions, Ha Mu-baek gave no answer.

By mimicking the energy, he could tell.

That bastard claimed it was the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture, but it was only half-complete.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t know the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture. However, considering the other two of the Shaolin Three Great Divine Arts.

If he had achieved proper mastery, there was no way it would have such meager power.

To be so exhausted by just a few punches.

In the end, that bastard had also used shortcuts.

He must have encountered the will of the bastard hidden within the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

Well, thanks to that, he had found a clue now. He’d let it slide for the moment.

Since he had shown energy that could penetrate the sealing technique.

Ha Mu-baek drew up all the energy in his body.

A gentle light emanated from his entire body. Ivory light tinged with yellow.

The color of his energy had changed.

Ha Mu-baek poured in his energy.

“Kik? Kuk? Keu. Keuaaaaaaaak!!!”

Hyeon-hwang tried to writhe in pain but couldn’t move an inch.

Ha Mu-baek’s energy had become a tremendous force pressing down on his entire body.

He couldn’t even blink his eyes.

His lips couldn’t move properly either.

Only bizarre screams flowed from his throat.

“Haaaaaaaaap!”

Along with Ha Mu-baek’s battle cry.

Kurururururung!!!

With a thunderous roar like lightning striking.

Blinding light burst from Ha Mu-baek’s body, illuminating all directions.

Such tremendous radiance that even with eyes closed, one couldn’t endure it, forcing people to turn their heads and cover their faces with their arms!!!

“Kiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!!!”

A bizarre scream filled with agony burst from Hyeon-hwang’s mouth.

Pasak.

With a small sound.

The rice grain-sized dantian vanished completely.

Puk! Puk!

The sound of flesh bursting followed.

The Golden Hoop and Golden Band had burst Hyeon-hwang’s brain and heart.

Hyeon-gwang had still been chanting incantations!

It wasn’t that the Golden Hoop and Golden Band lacked the ability to burst the brain and heart.

Because the dantian had held out.

They had not moved.

The abyss of the dantian.

That had been the real culprit.

Blood flowed from Hyeon-hwang’s seven orifices.

A corpse that collapsed limply.

Considering all the evil he had committed, it was far too hollow a death.

The Mad Monk.

Hyeon-hwang.

Even Gwanghae Seong-seung, the previous greatest master of Shaolin, had ultimately tried to take his life but failed.

Hyeon-hwang.

Had met his end like this.

Puk! Puk! Puk!

Three more sounds of flesh bursting rang out.

Three orbs radiating golden light burst through Hyeon-hwang’s head, chest, and abdomen, soaring into midair.

“So that was it.”

Even just looking at them, each one emanated tremendous energy.

To think they needed to use three such items just to barely apply the restriction technique.

Just what were the power that bastard had gained and the identity of that damned bastard called the Abyss?

Then.

Finally, the black smoke that flowed from Hyeon-hwang’s brow gradually faded and vanished.

Leaving behind trembling movements as if struggling against disappearing.

The three golden orbs floated through the air and settled neatly in front of Hyeon-gwang.

Only then did Hyeon-gwang finish his incantations.

They had finally eliminated one of history’s greatest villains.

However.

This matter was not yet finished.

Wasn’t the real culprit still over there?

Before that.

Having expended considerable energy, Ha Mu-baek let out a long sigh with his face drenched in sweat.

His gaze turned toward Hyeon-gil.

He had to resolve what he had briefly postponed.

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