The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 441

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Chapter 441. Is This It?

 

 

The countless stars that had covered Namgung Hu’s space disappeared.

Thousand Stars.

They vanished.

Instead.

Only one star remained, shining brilliantly as it fell toward Namgung Hu.

A single star falling through the pitch-black night sky with a brilliant tail.

Meteor.

Thousands of stars transformed into a single star advancing toward Namgung Hu.

The brilliant meteor created by Baek Ri-pyeong’s sword.

The brilliant light that wrapped around that star was.

Sword Thread.

Baek Ri-pyeong instantly entered the realm of Sword Thread and struck toward Namgung Hu.

People gaped with their mouths wide open at the sight.

A smile appeared on Namgung Hu’s face.

A laugh meaning that now it was finally worth fighting.

Namgung Hu’s sword moved.

Emperor Sword Form.

However, the number of Sword Threads had increased.

From one strand of Sword Thread to three strands.

People gaped at the sight.

Crash!

The two clashed with a tremendous roar and stepped back.

A single exchange.

That determined the result.

“Cough.”

Baek Ri-pyeong coughed and spat blood.

Namgung Hu still held his sword upright, looking at Baek Ri-pyeong.

With three strands of Sword Thread wrapped around his sword.

Baek Ri-pyeong raised his sword again.

A single strand of pure white Sword Thread was glowing intensely.

The moment their swords faced each other.

Baek Ri-pyeong smiled as if relieved and lowered his sword.

“I lost.”

He had to acknowledge it.

Though a sudden enlightenment had allowed him to step into a new realm and wield Sword Thread.

He was still one step behind.

Knowing that continuing would yield the same result.

Baek Ri-pyeong gracefully acknowledged his defeat.

Namgung Hu also lowered his sword.

The same smile as Baek Ri-pyeong’s was on his face.

“Next time, I’ll be the one to win.”

Leaving those words, Baek Ri-pyeong turned around.

 

The martial arts arena was cleared.

Yeon Ha-min and Ju U-myeong stepped onto the arena.

“Begin!”

With the judge’s shout, Ju U-myeong immediately unleashed Sword Thread and flew forward with full power.

Having confirmed Namgung Hu’s achievement.

Impatience arose in his heart.

The thought that he should finish the semifinals as quickly as possible to prepare for the finals against Namgung Hu.

Yeon Ha-min dodged Ju U-myeong’s extending sword with light movements as if she knew where it would come.

And her sword drew a beautiful sword path.

Clang!

However, it was deflected after hitting Ju U-myeong’s sword wrapped in Sword Thread.

Ju U-myeong’s sword chased after Yeon Ha-min as she retreated.

But it couldn’t even touch the hem of Yeon Ha-min’s clothes.

Yeon Ha-min’s sword seemed to draw another beautiful trajectory.

But it was different.

The pink sword qi that had been on her sword had somehow materialized into a strand of Sword Thread.

The change was so natural that it was almost imperceptible.

Bang!

Ju U-myeong hastily swung his sword to block.

A tremendous roar erupted.

“Your opponent is me.”

Yeon Ha-min spoke calmly but with a cold voice.

At that moment, Ju U-myeong snapped back to his senses.

That’s right.

Ju U-myeong had not yet won in the semifinals.

His gaze met Yeon Ha-min’s eyes.

“My apologies. I’m sorry.”

Honest acknowledgment and apology.

After that, Ju U-myeong’s killing intent changed.

He who had been looking at Namgung Hu beyond Yeon Ha-min now focused on his immediate opponent.

Taiji Wisdom Sword.

He began to unleash the Wudang Sect’s strongest sword art with extreme concentration.

Yeon Ha-min also did not retreat.

She unleashed with full power the Ten Thousand Flowers Moon Fall Sword Dance that her stepfather, no, her father had left for her.

Clang!

Bang!

Clang!

Bang!

Relentless sounds erupted.

Like a dragon and phoenix fighting, their swords intertwined and clashed.

Yeon Ha-min did not retreat even an inch from Ju U-myeong’s sword.

“Huff. Huff.”

Rough breathing flowed from Ju U-myeong’s mouth.

“Hah. Hah. Hah.”

It was the same for Yeon Ha-min.

“Amazing. When did you become able to use Sword Thread?”

Ju U-myeong.

He himself had entered the realm of Sword Thread less than a month ago.

Even Baek Ri-pyeong had only stepped into this realm today.

“About ten days ago.”

Yeon Ha-min answered briefly.

Ju U-myeong’s eyes widened at that response.

“Amazing. Truly amazing.”

He couldn’t help but react that way.

Because he knew when Yeon Ha-min had first entered martial arts.

It hadn’t even been two years since her initiation.

And yet.

The realm of a sword master.

The disciples at Wudang would never believe it if they heard.

Yeon Ha-min’s achievement of such a realm was due to various factors aligning perfectly.

But the greatest factor was.

Talent.

The talent that Ha Mu-baek had evaluated as the most outstanding among the Maengryong Corps Seventh Group cadets.

Combined with Ha Mu-baek’s teachings, mastering the basic Three Talents technique, and the internal energy gained from the Infinite Ring.

Everything had aligned perfectly.

It was an extraordinary occurrence that might happen once in ten thousand times.

Even Dan Mok Un-rae had not yet entered the realm of a sword master.

“Phew. I apologize once more.”

Ju U-myeong, who had only looked at Namgung Hu while ignoring such a woman, apologized once more for his rudeness and kicked off the ground.

The fierce sword battle resumed.

It was rough movement uncharacteristic of the Taiji Wisdom Sword, which was based on gentleness.

Ju U-myeong was failing to maintain his composure.

It was inevitable, as his sword kept missing its mark repeatedly.

He was gradually becoming excited without realizing it.

As the duel progressed in this manner.

Yeon Ha-min was gradually gaining the upper hand.

It was unbelievable.

But the reality unfolding before their eyes was just that.

Future sight.

The ability Yeon Ha-min was displaying with extreme concentration.

That was the reason.

Yeon Ha-min felt as if her eyes might pop out at any moment.

That’s why she couldn’t even respond to Ju U-myeong’s second apology.

If she loosened her concentration even for a moment, she felt she would be defeated immediately.

Though she was acting with a calm expression, Yeon Ha-min had long since reached her limit.

It was because Ju U-myeong was that strong.

Even if she could see the future, it would be useless if he moved faster than she could respond.

Ju U-myeong’s movements were precariously fast, almost touching that line.

Yeon Ha-min had no choice but to give her all.

Confirming both present and future movements and responding accordingly.

It was by no means an easy task.

A process that felt like her eyes would fall out and her head would explode.

As she gritted her teeth and endured this process, Yeon Ha-min’s advantage became increasingly clear.

Ju U-myeong gritted his teeth.

And.

He thrust his sword with the mindset of delivering a final strike with all his might.

Slash.

He cut.

The sensation was clear at his fingertips, and he heard the sound distinctly.

However, Yeon Ha-min moved too naturally and thrust her sword.

Before Ju U-myeong could even withdraw his sword.

Her sword had stopped in front of Ju U-myeong’s eyes.

“Phew. I’ve lost.”

He had no choice but to acknowledge it.

His all-out strike had only managed to cut the hem of Yeon Ha-min’s clothes at her side.

No, he had inflicted a wound too.

A thin line of blood appeared on her pale skin, and blood was slowly seeping out.

The sensation he had felt extended only that far.

Yeon Ha-min withdrew her sword.

“The winner is Yeon Ha-min!”

After the judge’s declaration, Yeon Ha-min turned around and descended from the martial arts arena as if nothing had happened.

All the spectators’ gazes followed her.

“Ha-min!”

Ha Seol-ran hurriedly approached Yeon Ha-min and covered her with her own cloak.

She hadn’t noticed before.

But the hem had been torn longer than expected.

“Ah, thank you…”

Her voice lacked strength.

Only then did Yeon Ha-min see her trembling hands.

‘I poured everything out.’

She glanced up at the martial arts arena.

The Eastern Tournament now had only the afternoon finals remaining.

 

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Twenty years had passed.

Within Mugeuk’s space.

Ha Mu-baek was now practicing the Mugeuk Eight Absolute Sword Techniques and Mugeuk Combat.

He truly moved without rest.

“Remarkable.”

Radiance muttered with slight amazement.

“What do you mean?”

As if responding to Radiance’s voice, Wuji revealed himself.

“Your descendant.”

“Strictly speaking, he’s not a descendant. Should I call him a disciple? Or a successor?”

“Anyway.”

Thinking that Wuji was playing with words, Radiance frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

“Thirty years, is it?”

Wuji said, glancing at Ha Mu-baek.

“It’s impossible with a human mind. To focus on just one thing for thirty years. Normally, the mind would collapse before that.”

Wuji nodded at Radiance’s words.

“This is something even I didn’t expect. To not rest even once for thirty years.”

Since it was also a world of mental imagery.

Though it was movement of the mind rather than actual physical movement.

Nevertheless, the flow of time was definitely passing as if thirty real years were flowing in this space.

Even though in actual reality it was merely three moments.

“He can’t feel the flow of time. He’s completely forgotten it. He’s entirely absorbed in the sword.”

Radiance clicked her tongue.

“It might be faster than expected.”

Wuji said, looking at Ha Mu-baek with what seemed like pride.

“You called it the Heavenly Monster Infinite Creation Body, didn’t you?”

Radiance’s question.

“Yes. I was only thinking about his innate eternal talent, but such concentration and effort… It’s a sight that transcends natural talent.”

Wuji was genuinely amazed.

Something he hadn’t anticipated when he first saw Ha Mu-baek.

He had thought what Ha Mu-baek achieved was thanks to his innate physical gifts.

But that wasn’t everything.

Rather, the portion from that concentration and effort seemed much greater.

“Now he’s quite…”

Radiance looked at Ha Mu-baek’s sword.

The Abyss ability that flickered intermittently, the Supreme Power.

Now it appeared clearly enough that he could confirm its form once every five swings.

If twenty years ago it was just a tiny fragment.

Now it was about the size of a walnut?

Ha Mu-baek seemed oblivious to the gazes of the two Abyss beings watching him.

He concentrated on his sword.

The final form of the Infinite Adaptable Eight Absolute Sword Technique.

Mugeuk.

That form he had only used against Blood Cult Leader Gae Hong-cheon and Demon Cult Leader Seok Won-cho.

The moment he unleashed it.

Ha Mu-baek felt something flash through his mind.

Following that feeling, he continued moving his sword without stopping.

The Infinite Adaptable Eight Absolute Sword Technique was an eight-form sword method.

The final secret technique that melded the principles from the first cut to the eighth cut into a single sword.

The very form he had suddenly realized when piercing Blood Cult Leader Gae Hong-cheon’s heart.

The ninth form of the Eight Absolute Sword Technique.

The moment he unleashed even that.

There was an enlightenment that pierced his entire body.

A flashing sword strike.

Ha Mu-baek stopped his sword for the first time.

And quietly looked down at his own hand.

“Is this it?”

A feeling that he couldn’t be certain but it seemed like it.

Raising his sword once more.

The moment he unleashed the ninth form.

He could instinctively know.

This was it.

Ha Mu-baek lowered his sword and turned his head.

There stood Radiance and Wuji.

“Is this it?”

At Ha Mu-baek’s question.

Wuji nodded his head.

“Though very small, it’s correct.”

The walnut-sized power of the Abyss.

Ha Mu-baek could now use it by his own will.

“Did you intentionally create this?”

At Ha Mu-baek’s question, Wuji nodded once more.

“I did include it with some hope. But I never thought there would be someone who could complete it. That’s why I called it Eight Cuts, and only left clues for the final secret technique.”

Even so, the successive sect leaders of Mugeuk Sword Gate had mastered that secret technique.

Though they couldn’t reach the true power that is the Supreme Power.

They had completed the sword form itself.

However.

Since Gae Pa Jo-sa hadn’t named it and only referred to it as a secret technique.

The successive sect leaders called it Mugeuk Heaven-Breaking World Annihilation.

“What is it?”

“Nine Cuts, Abyss.”

The true name flowed from Wuji’s lips.

“Did I truly perform it?”

At the following question, Wuji shook his head.

“I don’t know either. A martial art that can use the power of the Abyss… Since I couldn’t establish the exact concept either, I only left clues. Perhaps if it were possible, it might be like this. I kept the name Nine Cuts Abyss only in my heart. Waiting for a practitioner who might exist once in eons.”

A satisfied smile lingered on Wuji’s lips.

“You don’t know how absurd what you’ve just accomplished is. Even if a complete Taecho existed, they wouldn’t believe it.”

Radiance interjected.

“Humans are beings less than dust compared to Taecho. Yet such dust has used even a speck of the source of Taecho’s power… This breaks the rules of the world…”

Radiance couldn’t finish his words.

“Hah, as if it’s about the rules of the world.”

Wuji let out a hollow laugh at Radiance’s dramatics.

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