The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 115

"A representative?"

"A representative?"

Mo Yong Baek-jin and I asked at the same time.

Zhuge Yun shamelessly ignored my question and only answered Mo Yong Baek-jin's question.

"This person is a Taoist from the Wudang Sect. And he is the youngest disciple among the third-generation disciples. And if you want to be technical, he is like my younger brother."

For a moment, I was about to ask back, "Me?", but I decided to listen to what Zhuge Yun was saying with a sense of tact.

But... Zhuge Yun's hands, which were clasped behind his back as if he were relaxed, were trembling.

Perhaps he wasn't clasping his hands behind his back, but hiding his trembling hands behind his back?

"Younger brother?"

"Originally, when you fight, isn't it that you have to beat the younger brother first to earn the right to fight the older brother? So I'll give you the opportunity to fight my younger brother first."

Mo Yong Baek-jin narrowed his eyes and looked at me and Zhuge Yun alternately.

When you consider only the age of this body, Zhuge Yun is four years older than me.

But Zhuge Yun's body, which he hadn't eaten properly or exercised, was very thin and small compared to his peers.

On the other hand, I have been eating a lot since the day after I woke up in this body, and I have been burning up my physical training without skipping a single day, so my body is very good.

In short, it means that you can't tell who is the older brother and who is the younger brother just by looking.

'Okay. I'll lose once. Since you've shown courage, you should be rewarded.'

I let out a deep sigh inwardly and said, "Older brother. I will definitely defeat that guy. I will win and punish that guy who is harming the common people of our Hubei Province."

"Th-That's right. Show him what you've got."

When I came out like this, Zhuge Yun rather avoided my eyes and answered awkwardly.

Geez, I don't know why he's making such a mess when he can't even do it properly.

Fortunately, it was the common people who didn't know martial arts around us who led the atmosphere.

They heard our conversation and shouted excitedly, "The great heroes of the Zhuge family and the Wudang Sect are protecting us!"

"That's right. We're all one family in Hubei Province. Since they are the great sects and families of Hubei Province, it's understandable that they call each other older and younger brother."

"I didn't know that the Wudang Sect and the Zhuge family had such a close relationship, but it's really a good thing. Thanks to them, we're saved."

As the people held hands and nodded their heads, and mumbled among themselves, the atmosphere became a little strange.

In fact, that Mo Yong Baek-jin guy didn't do anything seriously wrong.

If there was a fault, it was that he was annoyingly selfish. But by bringing in the common people like this, Mo Yong Baek-jin became a person who oppressed the common people with his martial arts, and we became the guardians of the common people of Hubei Province.

'No way, did he intend this?'

For a moment, I was wondering whether Zhuge Yun had intended it or not, and I was looking at him, and Zhuge Yun, as if he had regained his courage, shouted at Mo Yong Baek-jin.

"So what are you going to do? If you say you won't fight, we'll have to take the boat. Instead, we won't go into the cabin and we'll all stay on the deck. So as not to disturb your comfortable journey."

"Hmph. There's no need for that. A spar sounds fun too. Shall I experience the martial arts of the Nine Sects, One Gang?"

He smiled slyly and put his hand on his scabbard.

The surrounding people moved back, and a fighting ground was naturally created.

I also entrusted all the luggage I was holding to Senior Brother Uncheol and then stood facing him.

"Let me introduce myself again. I am Unhwi, a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect."

"Mo Yong family. Mo Yong Baek-jin."

He arrogantly did not give any further introduction.

It was an attitude as if all introductions were over just by revealing his family.

It is a passage that shows how arrogantly he has lived his life.

Zhuge Yun and Zhuge Ling... although the situation was very different, they showed a different attitude to the point where I wondered if they were from the same Five Great Families.

"Let's be clear before we spar. How will we determine the winner and loser?"

I deliberately asked him.

I have fought with that guy before. At that time, Mo Yong Baek-jin did not admit defeat until the end, and he kept rushing at me stubbornly.

If we make it clear like this, there will be no back talk.

"Until one side can no longer fight, or until the word 'I lost' comes out of their mouth."

"What is the standard for not being able to fight?"

"To be seriously injured to the point of being unable to move, to die, or to faint."

He said and smiled slyly.

It's as if he's declaring war, saying, 'I can kill you, are you okay with that?'

His attitude was so ridiculous that I almost burst out laughing, but I barely held it in and looked at him and nodded my head.

"There's no need to be nervous. Do you really think I'll kill you?"

My chin trembled a little from holding back my laughter, but he must have thought it was because I was nervous.

There is no other arrogant brat like him.

"Then shall we begin?"

"Wait. Before we cross swords, I also want to make one thing clear."

"What is it?"

"This spar. What do I get if I win?"

"You said you wanted a comfortable journey by yourself."

"No. No. That's something I can achieve even if I don't have a spar, right? It makes sense in the world that I should get more if I win."

"It seems you want something. Say it."

I said in a slightly annoyed voice.

That guy's words are getting shorter and shorter. At this rate, he's about to drop the formalities.

"If I lose, I will get off the boat and go by horse. I won't ask the captain for a refund of the boat fare, so use that boat fare to let the people of Hubei Province cross the river."

"And if you win?"

"If I win, I will take one person on my boat."

"Who?"

"There. I will go with that young lady."

The person Mo Yong Baek-jin was pointing at.

That person was Zhuge Ling.

He hadn't been able to take his eyes off Zhuge Ling since earlier, and he had finally thrown a dirty pass at her.

"What did you just say?!"

I was surprised by Zhuge Yun shouting loudly from behind.

He was looking at Mo Yong Baek-jin with an angry voice and eyes that I had never heard before.

"What are you trying to do to my sister?"

"What did I do? I just said I'd go on the boat with her. Isn't the young lady also going to the Nangong family? We're going the same way. It shouldn't be a bad condition."

"This guy...!"

"If you get so emotional, I don't think I need to have a spar. Why would I waste my energy when I have nothing to gain?"

He said with a smooth smile.

Looking at that annoying face and hearing his voice, I feel like the back of my neck is getting stiffer and stiffer.

That's right. The Central Plains was originally full of guys like that.

Guys like that who claim to be of the Orthodox Faction but whose actions are not much different from those of the Unorthodox Faction.

'Should I just beat him up instead of having a spar?'

For a moment, I had a thought of why I had to have a spar with a guy like this, following the formalities.

I feel like I don't need to borrow the form of a spar, and I can just subdue him with force, and then hit him, and if he faints, wake him up and hit him again, and if he doesn't listen, hit him until he does.

'Ah, no. I'm not the Self-Taught Sword Master now. I have to think about the Wudang Sect's position too.'

Being affiliated with a large sect is inconvenient in this way.

Because my actions can be misunderstood as the actions of the sect.

A sigh was about to come out of me without my realizing it.

"I'll do it."

Suddenly, Zhuge Ling's strong voice was heard.

Me, Zhuge Yun, and even Mo Yong Baek-jin's gazes were drawn to her.

While my and Zhuge Yun's eyes were filled with surprise, Mo Yong Baek-jin's eyes were full of interest.

"If Taoist Master Unhwi is defeated, I will follow you. We will travel together to the Nangong family."

She said as if she were making a promise again.

And then she looked at me, and that gaze seemed to be saying, 'I believe you will win.'

"Very well. Taoist Master Unhwi? It seems the story is over. How about it?"

"Yes. Since she said she's okay with it, what can I say?"

I was about to answer naturally, but I gritted my teeth without realizing it.

I can see my senior brothers flinching at the sound of me gritting my teeth.

'Ah. My senior brothers haven't seen me really angry yet, have they?'

In the time I have lived as Unhwi of the Wudang Sect, I have only been with very good people.

Of course, there were things with bugs like the Geoungbang and the Black Society, but what I felt for them was not anger, but a kind of... sense of mission.

A sense of mission to destroy evil and to be for the common people.

But the guys I'm really angry at are guys like this.

These incorrigible people who don't know how big the world is and only cause trouble for others.

I drew my sword and said to him, "Draw your sword. Let's begin."

"The way you draw your sword, it seems you've trained quite a bit?"

He sneered at me and drew his sword.

The reason Mo Yong Baek-jin can be so relaxed is probably nothing special.

'Because he thinks he's the strongest in his age group.'

That's not entirely wrong.

As the only son of a huge family called the Mo Yong family, he must have grown up receiving all the full support he could from a very young age.

He must have already had a bone-marrow cleansing before he turned ten, and the famous elders of the Mo Yong family must have shared their internal energy with him through body-to-body transmission.

And not only that. He must have learned all sorts of advanced martial arts that have been developed in the Mo Yong family for over hundreds of years, and he must have eaten elixirs that I have never even heard of as if they were rice.

The monster born like that is Mo Yong Baek-jin. He is now twenty years old.

He has probably never experienced defeat, and it's a time when he can't even imagine losing to someone.

Of course, if it's a master who is much older than him, he would be careful, but he would think that he can easily beat someone like me who is a few years younger than him.

'But do you know what? You lost to me in your past life with that kind of mindset.'

I said to him inwardly.

Even if I say it, he won't be able to understand, and I don't want to say it.

"Come at me first. I think I'm older, so I'll give you the first move."

"Will you really do that?"

"Of course. Shall I experience the martial arts of the Wudang Sect?"

Mo Yong Baek-jin took a unique starting stance to receive my attack.

He spread his left hand forward and showed his palm, and he pulled his right hand back and pointed the tip of his sword at me.

I don't know the name of the sword art, but it was a defensive sword style of the Mo Yong family that I had seen before.

I let out a laugh without realizing it.

Because it looked so much like my past life.

In my past life, he had also been relaxed and given me the first move, who was unknown, and I had defeated him in a single technique.

It wasn't that I used any special technique or trick.

I just swung my wooden sword at his head with the fastest speed I could, and he couldn't block it because of the incredibly fast speed, and he was defeated by being hit on the head with the wooden sword.

But, I have no intention of winning like that today.

In the first place, I want to take the spar long and hit him here and there, and most importantly, since today is a real sword fight, not a wooden sword, if I do that, that guy's head will be split and he will die.

I decline to be on bad terms with one of the Five Great Families already.

"......?!"

"No?"

"Why is the Taoist master doing that?"

So I threw my sword on the ground.

At the sound of the sword clattering on the ground, not only Mo Yong Baek-jin, but also the Zhuge family siblings and the surrounding common people were all surprised.

I ignored their reactions and pounded my two fists together to awaken my senses, and then said, "Then I'll go first."

I instantly stepped on the Seven Star Footwork and entered the blind spot behind Mo Yong Baek-jin's right side.

Mo Yong Baek-jin released his defensive sword stance and was about to swing his sword at me, but before his sword stance could even change, my left fist was stuck in his side.

"Keu-heup!"

His waist bent like a bow, and although I could have followed up with another blow, I unfolded my footwork again and moved far away from him.

Mo Yong Baek-jin coughed a few times, and then, after barely straightening his body, he glared at me.

This tingling sensation I feel in my fist.

'As expected, fists are the best for hitting.'

I gave Mo Yong Baek-jin a bright smile and then rushed at him again.

(End of Chapter)