The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 134

To get straight to the point, my escape didn't last long.

Because Ho Baek-gwi was also excellent at lightness skills.

"You! You bold thing! I was about to face you sincerely for a moment. Are you trying to insult me!"

On top of that, he was very angry.

I waited until he got as close to me as possible, and at the moment he reached out to grab my neck.

I stretched my hand down and instantly kicked off the ground with all four limbs and changed direction to the opposite direction I was running.

Ho Baek-gwi's hand grazed past the spot where I had been with a frightening sound, but the fortunate thing is that he couldn't catch me this time either.

I vowed to train my lightness skills even more if I survived this, and once again, I performed the Flowing Cloud Lightness Skill to its extreme and this time, I ran towards the Nangong family.

"You bastard!!"

Although he just shouted, my back tingled and a shiver ran through my whole body.

It's an enormous amount of internal energy. I think I heard from his subordinate that his body condition is not normal, but I can't imagine how strong he was in his prime.

And I think I can roughly see why a master like this was not known until later.

"Hee-ik! Hee-ik!"

Although he had only moved for a moment, he was panting heavily, unlike a master.

But listening to the sound, it doesn't seem like he's just lacking in stamina, but that there's something wrong with his lung function.

Perhaps he has a lung disease, or he might have suffered permanent damage to his lungs in the fight with the Sovereign Sword Emperor in the past.

Perhaps not only his lungs but also other places were seriously injured, but it just hasn't shown yet.

So it became like this.

He also fought the Sovereign Sword Emperor with an incomplete body and died without being able to recover his body.

And the Sovereign Sword Emperor also performed martial arts with a body that shouldn't perform martial arts and died.

In the end, it is a fight where nothing is left for either of them.

By the time I had barely arrived at the place where I had first started fighting him, my clothes were caught by his outstretched arm.

"The escape ends here. Kid."

Energy began to gather in his right hand.

Although it doesn't seem like he has learned any special fist or palm techniques, it is still a tremendous amount of energy.

If I were to be hit squarely by such a foolish attack, it's a confirmed death.

I thought about taking off my clothes and running away, but he, as if he had already noticed that I would think that, had already grabbed the front of my clothes, making it impossible for me to take them off.

At that moment, only one thing came to my mind.

'Taiji! It's Taiji.'

Although the power is enormously different, the sparring I had with Mo Yong Baek-jin a while ago is helpful.

At that time too, I had to somehow block an attack that threatened my life with the subtlety of Taiji.

And it's the same now.

At that moment, his fist flying towards my abdomen.

He had skillfully attacked my abdomen, thinking that if he attacked my head, I would dodge by turning my head.

'I'll take it. I'll take it...!'

Fortunately, my two hands are free.

If Ho Baek-gwi and my skills were a little more similar, he would have subdued my arms first.

But he doesn't see me as an opponent at all.

He stretched out his fist with the intention of breaking even my arm if I blocked it.

That was a very fortunate thing for me.

Thanks to my concentration until the end, I was able to turn the direction of his fist to the side using the subtlety of Taiji.

But perhaps because my level is still lacking, I couldn't completely turn it in a different direction, and his fist grazed past my side.

"Keuk!"

"......?!"

Although it only grazed me, the shock that came in was enormous.

I barely suppressed the groan that came out of me, and at that moment when Ho Baek-gwi looked at me with a surprised expression and was staring blankly, I slightly twisted his arm using the subtlety of the Golden Capture Hand and escaped from his grasp.

If I had my way, I would have completely twisted his arm, but unfortunately, I lacked the strength.

'Ugh, I'm really going to die at this rate.'

I haven't been hit squarely anywhere, and I've only been grazed or dodged, but my heart is in my mouth.

"You bastard! You're no ordinary guy. To have achieved that much at your age. What is your identity?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm Unhwi of the Wudang Sect."

"If you have that much aptitude, you must be a guy that the Wudang Sect has great interest in. I'll give you one last chance."

"What kind of chance?"

"I'm saying this because your aptitude is a waste. Before I really kill you, I'll give you a chance to surrender."

I let out a small laugh.

At my laugh, his eyebrows twitched.

"You're laughing?"

"I thought you were giving me a chance, so I thought you were going to lose this fight for me. I laughed because I was so funny for hoping for too much."

"Yes. It means you have no intention of surrendering."

"You know well, so why are you doing this. Senior?"

"I understand. Don't resent me in the afterlife."

"I won't resent you. I have no intention of going to the afterlife even more."

"You're all talk!"

"Ugh!"

I'm screwed. Ho Baek-gwi instantly kicked off the ground and rushed at me, but I couldn't respond properly and he grabbed my neck.

And before I could even react, his fist was shot towards my side.

This time too, I somehow used the subtlety of Taiji... no, I just thought I'd block it somehow, so I brought my arm to my side, raising the energy of the Six Yang Divine Art to the fullest.

Although I barely blocked my side, instead, the sensation in my left arm disappeared.

There are times when you don't feel any pain at all if it hurts too much, and I think this is that time.

In the midst of that, Ho Baek-gwi swung his fist again and started to pummel my abdomen.

In that short time, I was hit by more than ten fists.

I used all the martial arts I knew and tried to raise my internal energy somehow to block his fists.

But when I was hit about ten times, my strength gave out, and in the end, at the moment I was hit by the last blow, the world suddenly spun and turned yellow.

"Keol-leok!"

A cough came out of me regardless of my will, and I collapsed on the floor with a thud.

"We-ek!"

And I could see all the contents I had eaten for lunch today.

As I was throwing up everything and even shedding tears and snot, Ho Baek-gwi, who hadn't delivered a follow-up blow, looked down at me and said, "By now, you must know well the difference in our skills, right? This is the last mercy I can show. Cherish your life."

He seems to have taken a liking to me, as he is trying to save me again.

But the Sovereign Sword Emperor hasn't come here yet, and the Sword King hasn't come either.

It means that nothing has changed from when he first came.

I staggered to my feet and said, "I've been feeling sick since a while ago, but thanks to you, I feel refreshed. I'm just grateful."

"Th-This bastard! There's no next time. I'm really going to kill you now. Stop it at this point."

"Why? Are you afraid you'll lose to me if we continue?"

"Hoho... yes. If you want to die, I'll really kill you."

Pak! Pa-ba-ba-bak!

He rushed at me again and started to pummel me with his fists.

Fortunately, after being hit a few times, the speed of his fists became familiar to my eyes, and above all, perhaps because I was mentally prepared, I was able to block his attacks by performing the Taiji Fist with one hand.

No, it looked like I was blocking them.

Peok! Peo-peok! Peo-beo-beok!

As the pummeling got longer, effective hits started to get mixed in between the fists I was blocking.

If I had both arms, I would have been hit less than now, but I still have no sensation in my left arm, and his fists are too fast and sharp to defend with just my right hand.

"Ugh, ugh!"

Although I was swinging my fists together, my fists were gradually losing their strength.

As the shock accumulated, my consciousness also gradually faded.

Bbeo-eok!

And as the last decisive blow was stuck in my stomach, I fell to my knees.

And at the same time.

"U-uk...!"

I felt a wave of nausea and threw up...

It's red. And it's very bright red. I have an internal injury.

Coughing up this much blood is probably not a good sign...

"Kid. I'll respect you. Unhwi. I'll remember your name until I die. And as a martial artist with spirit."

Hu-ung!

As he said that, he swung his arm towards my temple.

Although I am facing death, it strangely doesn't feel real.

'Am I going to die like this? Did I open my eyes again to die like this? What happens if I die here again?'

It hurts so much. My whole body hurts so much that this thought came to me first rather than the thought of wanting to live.

The world looks slow. When Ho Baek-gwi's hand came right in front of my head and I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Stooooop!"

A voice full of profound internal energy echoing in the arena.

At that voice, Ho Baek-gwi's fist stopped abruptly.

There wasn't even a finger's breadth of distance left to my head.

"Ho Baek-gwi! What kind of outrage is this in front of our family!"

The owner of that voice was the Sovereign Sword Emperor, Nangong Sang-hyeon.

He, who had been training in the inner garden, had heard the news and appeared.

Although it would be normal to feel relieved at a time like this, I became anxious.

'No. He shouldn't use martial arts.'

When he shouted a little while ago. His voice was full of internal energy.

Although it would be less than performing martial arts, it was as clear as day that even that would put a strain on his body.

Although his body has gotten better thanks to my training method, there is no way his body would have changed enough to be able to use martial arts in just a few days.

But because of the shock I received a little while ago, I can't control my body.

Teol-seok—

I collapsed forward as if I were crumbling.

"Nangong Sang-hyeon. You've finally come out?"

"You've come all the way to someone else's family... and what are you doing to our family's guest of honor?"

"Guest of honor?"

Ho Baek-gwi glanced at me and then let out a small laugh.

"I thought he wasn't an ordinary child. But, there's one thing you're misunderstanding. I only came to see you. It was not me, but that child who started the argument and the fight. And even though I gave him several chances to live, it was that child's choice to refuse them all and fight me until the end."

That's right. It was all something I wanted to do.

If there was a problem, it was that Ho Baek-gwi was much stronger than I had expected.

I was complacent. I thought that at my level, I would be worthy of being called a master.

But I was wrong. I am lacking, I still have to become much stronger.

"And you still made the child into that state. Your attack just now contained killing intent. If I hadn't appeared in time, were you really going to kill that child?"

"Yes. I was. Because I acknowledged that child as a true martial artist. This child is fully qualified to die as a martial artist."

"You're going to kill him because you acknowledged him. That's a sophism. Stop bullying a child who is still young and let's fight. There is a training ground in the inner garden of the Nangong family that only the direct descendants can use. Let's go there."

"Good. It was a brief amusement. Thanks to you, I didn't kill a child I liked."

"If that child had really died, I would have definitely killed you on this spot."

Nangong Sang-hyeon said coldly.

And the two of them began to walk towards the inside of the family estate.

As if Nangong Sang-hyeon had given some kind of order to the family's martial artists, a few martial artists ran to check my condition.

'No. This doesn't change anything...?'

After opening my eyes again in this body, I felt helpless for the first time.

What can I do in this moment?

What more can I do here?

Dozens, hundreds of thoughts come to my mind...

Yes. This is the only thing I can do.

To get up again.

"Stooooop!"

I got up on my two feet and shouted.

With my voice full of internal energy, just like when Nangong Sang-hyeon had appeared.

"......?!"

"U-Unhwi-ya?"

Nangong Sang-hyeon and Ho Baek-gwi, who were about to cross the main gate, stopped walking with surprised faces and looked back at me.

Although my whole body hurts and my head is spinning, I opened my mouth, pretending to be fine.

"I haven't died or fainted yet. And I haven't declared my defeat, so our spar is not over yet."

"What? Pu-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Ho Baek-gwi burst into a loud laugh, and the Sovereign Sword Emperor looked at me with worried eyes and was about to say something.

"But, Unhwi-ya..."

"Great-grandfather!"

But I didn't listen to his words until the end.

And I looked at both Nangong Sang-hyeon and Ho Baek-gwi and said in a firm voice, "Among the conditions of the spar between me and the leader, there was a condition that no one could interfere in our fight until one side was defeated. And that condition... is no exception for you, great-grandfather."

In the first place, the reason I set this condition was to prevent Nangong Sang-hyeon from interfering.

(End of Chapter)