The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 210

Old man Maeng Gwang-gae strode to the main gate of the Mayu Sect and said to the several martial artists guarding the gate, "I've come to see that guy Jang Hwi. Hurry up and guide me."

"You crazy beggar, do you know where this is? And what? You've come to see our sect leader?"

"Tsk. Since such low-level guys are ruling Jeonggangseong, the dignity of the martial world is falling. You should have just said you were an unorthodox sect. I'll just wipe you all out."

"What? You crazy beggar..."

"If you call me a crazy beggar one more time, I'll tear that mouth of yours."

Maeng Gwang-gae, as he said that, stealthily let out his energy.

Then the guy guarding the gate, as if his knees were trembling, suddenly knelt down.

"Uh, uh?"

"What do you mean, uh? I'm Maeng Gwang-gae of the Beggars' Sect. Do you now feel like taking us to your sect leader?"

"Maeng Gwang-gae!"

"Maeng Gwang-gae is informal, you bastard."

"E-Elder!"

"That's right."

The gatekeeper has a look as if he has seen a ghost.

He, after getting up from his seat in a hurry, said to Maeng Gwang-gae, "I'm really sorry for not recognizing you, Elder. Please spare my life."

"I had no intention of killing you in the first place. But now I'm starting to feel a little like it. If you take me to the sect leader quickly, that feeling might disappear."

"Ah, I understand!"

He, after running to another martial artist next to him like lightning, whispered something in his ear.

It seems he was telling him to quickly inform the others of this fact.

"Please follow me. This way!"

And he began to walk inside the mountain fortress, taking me and Maeng Gwang-gae with him.

Although quite a few martial artists we met on the way seemed to wonder who we were, perhaps because this gatekeeper guy's position was higher than I thought, no one blocked our way.

But I can feel the presence of several people running around diligently in a place we can't see.

"Hey. You bastard."

"Yes. Yes?"

"Why are you deliberately going around?"

"It's not like that."

"It seems the guys running over there are running straight to the sect leader. We're going in a winding path right now, aren't we? By any chance, are you trying to buy time for the sect leader to escape?"

"No. Absolutely not, Elder."

"If we go now and the sect leader is not there, or has run away somewhere, I'll smash your head first. Got it?"

"Ah, I understand. Please follow me this way!"

He, while trembling, moved his legs diligently.

Maeng Gwang-gae is a strong man who is untouchable to them.

I had the thought that I would like them to feel, at least indirectly, the fear that those who do not know martial arts feel towards them.

A little while later.

We were able to reach a rather large detached house built inside the mountain fortress.

Around the detached house, there is a fence as tall as a person to prevent others from easily approaching.

The entrance is already wide open, and when I glanced inside, a rather splendid training ground is made in the yard.

"Tsk tsk. How much money did they extort from people to spend so much money on such a place."

Maeng Gwang-gae, after clicking his tongue, walked inside as if it were his own house.

When I also followed him and went in slightly, inside, as if they had been waiting, a dozen or so martial artists were lined up, and in the middle of them, a man who looked twice as big as an ordinary person was standing, holding an iron bar that looked heavy even at a glance.

I could recognize at a glance that that guy was the guy named Jang Hwi.

"It seems a few guys were running this way diligently. So it was these guys. It seems they are the ones who fart a little in the Mayu Sect, right?"

"Elder Maeng Gwang-gae. What brings an elder of the Beggars' Sect here?"

"Although your tone is a little cheeky, I won't say anything about it now. Since you also have your dignity as the leader of a sect."

Although Jang Hwi's voice was sharp, Maeng Gwang-gae was as calm as could be.

It was a tone as if he were talking to a child.

"You. By any chance, do you know who this guy next to me is?"

Then Jang Hwi looks at me carefully.

Although I was a little scared that he would find out that I was not An Hwi of the Hwanho Sect, he said as if he were growling, "Those clothes... Hwanho Sect?"

"You remember well. If you hadn't recognized it, I might have been very uncomfortable."

"Ha... I see. You've come to avenge the Hwanho Sect? Does an elder of the Nine Sects and One Gang interfere in the affairs of a small sect like the Hwanho Sect?"

"No. If I avenge them myself, wouldn't you guys from the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants or whatever surely pick a fight with our Beggars' Sect? I have no intention of laying a hand on you. As long as you don't attack first."

"Then?"

Maeng Gwang-gae, pointing at me, said, "This child who escaped from the Hwanho Sect wants only one thing. He wants to have a fair and square spar with you, even if it's just once."

"Ha, a spar?"

"So I have only come to witness the spar between the two of them. Gladly accept the sword of revenge."

Jang Hwi, at Maeng Gwang-gae's words, snorted and looked at me.

"This guy... has he by any chance gained some kind of fortuitous encounter?"

“……”

But, I didn't answer anything.

I just glared at him. As if he didn't even suspect that I was not An Hwi, he, after looking at me once with a contemptuous look, asked Maeng Gwang-gae, "Elder Maeng Gwang-gae. Are you sure that the elder will not interfere in this spar?"

"Yes. That's right. A guy who was about to die ran away to a branch of our Beggars' Sect, and I happened to be at that branch. He said he wanted to avenge his sect, and I said I couldn't help him, so he said he would do it with his own hands and asked me to be a witness. I couldn't refuse that."

"As rumored, you are a person who is full of affection despite your appearance. And I have heard that you are a person who keeps his promises well. I will believe the elder's words."

"Then you also make a promise."

"What?"

Maeng Gwang-gae, looking around at the subordinates around, said, "Even if you lose and die, your subordinates will not harm this child. In case you misunderstand, I'm not making this promise because I'm afraid of your subordinates attacking. Because I will step in and beat up the guys who attack outside of the spar, I'm making this promise for your subordinates."

"Hahaha! I promise. Although there is no way I will lose to that child, even if I lose, my subordinates will not attack. Did you all hear that? Even if I die, never think of my revenge."

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

"We understand!"

At Jang Hwi's words, his subordinates answered with a loud voice.

"Then what's there to drag on? Let's fight."

"Alright. It's a good opportunity to show my strength to an elder of the Beggars' Sect. After the elder sees my martial arts, he will know that our Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants, whom he had so ignored, have a power that cannot be ignored."

"Why are you talking so much? Are you going to fight with your mouth?"

"Hehe. That's not it."

When he took a step, it felt as if the training ground itself was ringing.

I, with an expressionless face, walked to the middle of the training ground and said to him, "I have one thing to ask."

"A last word? Say it. I'll answer."

"Why did the Hwanho Sect have to be destroyed? The interests we have are just a pittance compared to what you guys are doing."

"As I recall, the Baek-san Sect leader wanted to absorb your Hwanho Sect."

"Baek-san Sect?"

Baek-san Sect. That is also one of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants.

"But your foolish Hwanho Sect leader refused the Baek-san Sect leader's proposal. Although the Baek-san Sect leader looks like a scholar on the outside, he is actually a very greedy person. He probably wiped out your Hwanho Sect with the feeling that if he couldn't have it, he would destroy it."

"The Hwanho Sect could have been dealt with sufficiently with the power of the Baek-san Sect alone, so why did you guys also step in?"

He answered with a face as if asking why he was asking something so obvious.

"Because our Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants are made up of a blood alliance. In the first place, we decided to do it together, whether it was a small fight or a big fight. The seven sects have united as one to create a power as great as the Nine Sects and One Gang."

"Nine Sects and One Gang? Hmph... what do you dregs know about the Nine Sects and One Gang to be spouting such nonsense?"

"What? You cheeky...!"

"The really cheeky ones are not me, but you. If you just act like a king in this rural town that the real Nine Sects and One Gang don't even care about, will there be any development?"

"You Hwanho Sect dreg!"

He, as if he were angry, raised his iron bar high.

"Stop!!"

At the moment Jang Hwi was about to strike down. Old man Maeng Gwang-gae suddenly shouted.

As if he had put his internal energy into his voice, the air seems to be tingling.

"Do you think I'm here to watch this kind of dog fight! No one moves until I say start!"

"I understand, Elder."

"Tsk. Did you just save this guy?"

That's right. Elder Maeng Gwang-gae interrupted and saved a life.

But it seems he doesn't even think that the one who was saved was not me, but Jang Hwi himself.

'There were too many openings in his move just now. If I had extended my sword without thinking, I would have killed him right away without being able to fight properly.'

If the fight had ended so futilely, there is a high possibility that the Mayu Sect guys would not have accepted the result of this spar.

So I have to fight as if I am on equal terms with him as much as possible and then win at the last moment.

"Both of you stand in front of me again. And when I give the signal, you start then. Got it?"

At the moment I and the Mayu Sect leader nodded our heads at the same time.

"Start!"

At Maeng Gwang-gae's shout, I slowly stepped on my lightness skill and approached the Mayu Sect leader.

Even if Maeng Gwang-gae hadn't told me, I would not have used the martial arts of the Wudang Sect at all.

Usually, if you don't use the martial arts of your own sect, there are huge restrictions on the fight.

But, it doesn't matter to me at all.

Because I have the Un family sword art that I have used all my life in my previous life.

When the iron bar and my sword clashed, a blue spark flew.

At the same time, I was thrown back far.

It is certain that the guy is lacking in internal energy and his posture is clumsy, but his strength alone was real.

"N-No?"

But I wasn't the only one who was surprised.

He was surprised that I had blocked his blow.

Well, most martial artists would have had their weapons broken and allowed the attack the moment they clashed with that iron bar.

I, stepping on a basic lightness skill, approached him again and swung my sword down from above.

When Jang Hwi reflexively raised his iron bar to block my sword, I, instead of striking the iron bar with my sword, jumped up high, using the iron bar as a stepping stone.

The surprised guy, flipping his body backward, swung his iron bar horizontally to sweep my body.

At this moment when the heavy sound hit my ears, I jumped up to avoid the iron bar again and then stabbed my sword towards his chest.

Pook!

I succeeded in embedding my sword in the guy's body.

But it was not the guy's left chest that I had aimed for from the beginning.

He, instinctively twisting his body to the side, avoided the sword, and my sword was embedded in Jang Hwi's shoulder.

"Uoooh!!"

The guy, shouting like a beast, swung his iron bar wildly, and I had no choice but to let go of the sword and back away.

"You bastard! You're as nimble as a rat!"

The Mayu Sect leader, who had seen blood, shouted at me in excitement.

Even now, the sword is embedded in his shoulder, but he looks fine, as if he has not received any damage.

It seems the guy was not the sect leader of one of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants for no reason.

"Now I will tear you to pieces!"

He, after roughly pulling out the sword embedded in his shoulder and throwing it far away, left the iron bar on the floor and threw his body to catch me.

A bare-handed fight with no weapons.

If I get caught in the hands of that strong man and thrown to the ground, I will be seriously injured, but to be honest, I don't feel scared at all.

I, looking at him, clenched my fists.

Except for Maeng Gwang-gae here, there will be no one who can recognize it even if I use the martial arts of the Wudang Sect.

In our Wudang Sect, there are many fist arts that can use softness to overcome strength against a stronger enemy.

I prepared the Tai Chi Fist, which can be said to be the most representative martial art among them.

(End of Chapter)