The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 129

While Nangong Ryu-jin was coming up to the training stage, I recalled the information I had heard through the grapevine in my previous life.

'One of the two representative internal arts of the Nangong family is the Heavenly Thunder Sovereign Divine Art, and the other is the Azure Sky Great Expansion Divine Art.'

The two are martial arts with such different characteristics that they cannot be said to be from the same family.

The Heavenly Thunder Sovereign Divine Art is an internal art that can accumulate lightning energy and unfold electric shocks, as I experienced a little while ago, and the Azure Sky Great Expansion Divine Art can be said to be an internal art that accumulates internal energy in a traditional way and unfolds it.

'Nangong Ryu-jin's title is Azure Sky One Sword. Azure Sky means the blue sky, but it also refers to the martial arts of the Nangong family. He probably learned the Azure Sky Great Expansion Divine Art.'

Although I had never met Nangong Ryu-jin in person or crossed swords with him in my previous life, in fact, I know him very well. Because he was the protagonist of a scandal that shook the Central Plains.

So I know two of his secrets that no one knows now.

The first is that his relationships with women are somewhat complicated. Although he pretends to be fair and just on the outside, he is very messy when it comes to relationships with women.

The reason why the identity of the Black Society leader, whom I had recently caught, was revealed was because of Nangong Ryu-jin.

The father of a woman who committed suicide because of Nangong Ryu-jin had requested his assassination, and it was revealed when the Black Society leader failed in that assassination attempt.

So, if I can control Nangong Ryu-jin as I please here?

'Then I can save the life of an innocent woman, and her father won't be hurt. The Black Society leader... I've already caught him.'

However, just because I have already caught the Black Society leader does not mean that the cause will also disappear.

Since the Black Society leader is no longer in the world, the dead woman's father will commission another martial artist or assassin.

In my previous life, the Black Society leader's assassination attempt ended in failure, so it just ended as a big scandal, but if he hired a stronger and more expensive assassin and really assassinated Nangong Ryu-jin, it is unpredictable what kind of chaos would come to the martial world.

'Anyway. It means that if I just do something about Nangong Ryu-jin, the number of incidents and accidents in the martial world will decrease that much.'

And his second secret.

In fact, he is stronger than his older brother, Nangong Mu-jin. Although he seems to follow his older brother well now, in the end, it is Nangong Ryu-jin who surpasses his older brother and ascends to the position of the successor of the Nangong family.

Of course, he became the successor with his skills, but he was deprived of the successor position again by Nangong Mu-jin, saying that he had tarnished the family's honor because of the things I mentioned a little while ago.

'So, the one I really need to be wary of is Nangong Ryu-jin.'

If someone else had seen this situation, they might have criticized me for provoking the more skilled Nangong Ryu-jin and bringing trouble upon myself.

However, that is knowing only one thing and not two.

When subduing young, talented, proud, and well-backgrounded martial artists like Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin, the best thing is to show overwhelming skill.

And not just overwhelming, but overwhelming skill to the point where it seems impossible to do anything.

"Hoo..."

I took a deep breath and slowly looked at the two of them.

Nangong Ryu-jin was already standing next to Nangong Mu-jin, performing a starting stance and glaring at me.

Looking at him, I smiled faintly. Because I felt a strange sense of liberation.

'With these two, I can unfold my skills to my heart's content. With all my might.'

As the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, I felt a pressure similar to when I fought Monk Yeong Hwan at Shaolin.

After taking a deep breath and finishing my preparations to fight, I looked at them with emotionless, calm eyes.

Now, I forget the past, forget the present situation, and just focus on this spar.

At that time, Nangong Mu-jin's sword emitted light.

He must have recovered some of his internal energy in the meantime, as the flash of lightning I had just seen came crushing down on me again.

I didn't think of parrying his attack or dodging to the side.

Although I had only clashed with the Thirteen Lightning Swords of Flash once, I think I vaguely know the limits of that martial art.

No, perhaps it's not the limit of the martial art, but the limit of Nangong Mu-jin's achievement.

'The speed is fast, but it's a straight line anyway. And it seems he can't control the distance yet.'

So I rather stepped on my footwork towards him who was approaching in an instant.

Among the many Wudang Sect footworks I have learned, it is the Seven Star Footwork that can run the fastest when running in a straight line.

And at the very moment I was about to collide with Nangong Mu-jin, I kicked off the ground and jumped up.

I can feel Nangong Mu-jin's figure passing under me in an instant.

While floating in the air, I filled my sword with internal energy and unfolded the Nine Palaces Sword Art.

The target is not Nangong Mu-jin, but Nangong Ryu-jin.

From the moment I jumped up while dodging Nangong Mu-jin, the target was Nangong Ryu-jin.

"......!"

Nangong Ryu-jin, who was preparing his footwork to aim for a follow-up attack when I parried Nangong Mu-jin's Flash of Lightning, was so flustered when I suddenly rushed at him that his feet got tangled, but he somehow managed to lift his sword above his head and block my sword.

At the same time as the sound of the swords clashing echoed, Nangong Ryu-jin's figure collapsed and one of his knees touched the ground.

The Nine Palaces Sword Art is the most destructive sword art among the sword arts I know.

He wouldn't have been able to easily block my sword in such a clumsy posture.

In that same posture, I swung my right leg and kicked his head.

Nangong Ryu-jin, who seemed to have received a pretty big shock, put his other hand on the ground this time to avoid collapsing on the floor.

He was in a state where he could only use one hand holding the sword.

I should have delivered a fatal blow at this time, but I gave up and stepped back with my footwork and got out of that spot.

Because of the presence of Nangong Mu-jin aiming for my back.

He had already approached me by stepping on the Infinite Step and was swinging his sword mixed with lightning energy.

This time, it wasn't the Flash of Lightning that he had been unfolding since a while ago, but his response was surprisingly excellent.

Because he realized that the Flash of Lightning had not worked on me twice, he chose a close-quarters battle.

In an instant, we fought for about ten exchanges and then, as if by agreement, we moved back from each other.

He moved back and went to his younger brother's side, and then he said to Nangong Ryu-jin, who had just gotten up and spat out blood-mixed saliva on the training ground floor, "Are you okay?"

"Yes. I was careless. Older brother."

"From now on... let's attack together."

"I think we should."

If it were a normal spar, it would have stopped at this point.

Because they would have already grasped my skills to some extent.

And also the fact that if they had faced me alone, they would have been no match.

But, what we are doing now is not a simple spar.

It is a spar to break each other's hearts. Pride is also at stake, and a kind of belief is also at stake. The two of them will never think of ending it so lukewarmly.

And I also wish for it.

"Hoo-!"

I let out a deep breath and finished my preparations to fight again.

As if my exhale was a signal, they also took their starting stances again.

The true energy of the Six Yang Divine Art flowing in my body gathers in my sword.

The Six Yang Divine Art is a very unique martial art. Although it is clearly a martial art of the Wudang Sect, it doesn't feel like it's from the Wudang Sect.

In fact, it doesn't go well with the subtlety of Taiji either. Unlike the Wudang Sect's principle of subduing strength with softness, it is just strong and domineering.

And what I need right now is that 'strength'.

The wind created by the gathered and gathered energy flutters as if it will tear the hem of my clothes and my sleeves.

After drawing out my internal energy to the point where I felt a sense of exhaustion in my dantian, this time I started to move first.

I run straight in a straight line.

I didn't even think of unfolding advanced footworks like the Flowing Cloud Footwork or the Seven Star Footwork.

I just put strength into each and every step and run forward quickly.

'You won't dodge such a foolish attack.'

I concluded this inwardly.

A fighting style that is quite different from the way I usually fight.

I usually fought by moving restlessly, managing my internal energy as efficiently as possible, and maximizing the probability of winning.

Because if I didn't do that, I, who had no special techniques or footwork, had no choice but to do so.

So after seeing my spar, some martial artists made this criticism.

'It's a spar without a heartbeat.'

'It's a fight unbecoming of a martial artist.'

Did I not want to fight coolly and romantically like the martial artists of the famous orthodox sects?

If I didn't do that, I couldn't win, and for me, who had lived my whole life in missions that crossed life and death, defeat meant death.

But... now I am of a famous orthodox sect. It means that thanks to the advanced martial arts and fortunate encounters, I can fight in this way.

And, the Nangong family brothers are also martial artists of a proper orthodox sect.

They will think that dodging my sword in this situation is a shameful fight that loses honor.

I aimed for that point.

First, the first sword.

Nangong Mu-jin jumped forward first and tried to block my sword.

It's natural. Since it's a sword that has focused all its attention on imbuing internal energy, giving up speed, it would be rather troublesome if he couldn't even catch up to this speed.

However, just because he brought his sword to it doesn't mean he can block my sword.

When the swords clashed, a loud noise erupted.

He couldn't overcome my strength and flew back about two zhang and collapsed on the floor.

Seeing that he didn't let go of his sword even in that state, it seems he didn't neglect his training.

'And next.'

In a naturally flowing motion, this time I swung my sword at Nangong Ryu-jin.

Nangong Ryu-jin, being cunning, was imbuing his sword with all the energy he could, just as I had done while his older brother was being hit.

A clear energy is transmitted even to me who is next to him. This is the azure sky energy of the Nangong family.

If that energy grows larger and stronger and begins to affect the surroundings, it becomes the martial art called the 'Sovereign Sword Form', but at Nangong Ryu-jin's current level, it's out of the question.

"......!"

Astonishment filled Nangong Ryu-jin's eyes. He must have thought that since Nangong Mu-jin had blocked my sword once, the power of the sword would weaken, but that power was the same... no, it had become even more ferocious.

'This is the real advantage of the Taiji Internal Art.'

If it were an ordinary martial artist, he would have consumed his energy in the clash with Nangong Mu-jin and would have had to inject internal energy into his sword again.

However, the Taiji Divine Art, like a river flowing majestically, does not let the circulation of internal energy be cut off.

Even while I was swinging my first sword, and at the moment it clashed with Nangong Mu-jin's sword.

So the internal energy imbued in the sword is no different from the beginning.

Of course, my dantian is also being rapidly depleted that much.

"Ugh!"

Nangong Ryu-jin's figure, who had sensed the danger, was disheveled.

Thanks to his sensitive energy sense, he noticed the power contained in my sword and instinctively tried to pull his body back.

But now, at this moment, that sensitive energy sense has become a poison.

'You should have firmly planted your two feet on the ground and received the sword.'

The moment you try to run away, your body becomes buoyant.

In that posture, you can never receive my sword now.

Even though it was just blades clashing, a loud noise that seemed to shake even the surrounding space erupted.

It's such a loud sound that if I hadn't protected my ears with my internal energy, my ears would have been ringing for a while.

And Nangong Ryu-jin, who had created such a loud noise with me, is still in the air.

He is flying in the air like a bird.

No, it's also like a cannonball. Since he is drawing a parabola and falling towards the ground.

"Keuk! Keol-leok, keol-leok!"

He seemed to have received a pretty big shock as he hit the ground, and he couldn't get up and was coughing continuously.

It's been a long time since he dropped his sword. Compared to Nangong Mu-jin, he seems to have a little less tenacity.

I looked at the two brothers who were still lying on the floor and couldn't think of getting up, and then I turned my gaze to my palm, which still had a tingling sensation, and clenched and unclenched my palm a few times.

When the sensation returned to my hand, I sheathed my sword and went to Nangong Yu-hwa, who was so surprised that she still couldn't close her open mouth, and politely returned the sword.

"I used it well. It's a famous sword. I was worried that the blade might have been damaged, but it's fine."

She couldn't even answer me properly and took the sword while stuttering.

I went up to the training stage again and said to the brothers, "It's not to the point where you can't get up. Get up quickly. If you keep lying down, I'll force you to get up, okay?"

Then Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin, with their faces crumpled, staggered to their feet.

I looked at them and let out a small laugh, and then I continued, "I think the outcome is clear at this point. What do you think? I don't think I was too harsh."

"Wh-What do you mean, what do I think?"

"Are you saying this isn't harsh?"

"I wasn't talking to you two."

"......?"

The moment my words ended, two people revealed their figures from the darkness and began to walk towards the training stage.

Astonishment filled the faces of Nangong Mu-jin and Nangong Ryu-jin who saw them.

"G-Grandfather!"

"Father!"

They were Nangong Sang-hyeon and Nangong Cheon-jin.

They had been hiding in the darkness and watching our spar since a while ago, and I had known that fact for a long time.

That's why I chose this fighting style.

Because I judged that this method was the best, both for them to see and to break the hearts of the Nangong family brothers.

I have never forgotten for a single moment what is most advantageous to me.

(End of Chapter)