The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 211

In general, people in the Central Plains think they know Tai Chi Fist well.

Of course, that's not wrong.

Because even common people who don't know martial arts at all practice Tai Chi Fist for their health.

However, it's just the same name, and it's just a form of exercise that has nothing to do with our Wudang Sect.

There are no movements in our Wudang Sect like swinging your arms in a circle and swaying back and forth.

But because the name is the same, people often think that Wudang's Tai Chi Fist is similar to that.

'Wudang Sect's Tai Chi Fist is rather concise, and the movements are small.'

The principle of Tai Chi Fist. In other words, the mystery of Tai Chi starts from using the opponent's strength against them.

Therefore, you have to watch the opponent's attack until the end, and you have to judge the direction the force is coming in and the direction it is going out properly and respond, so if the movements are large, you can't properly manifest the mystery of Tai Chi.

Jang Hwi rushes at me, making a loud sound of footsteps.

His forearms are as thick as the waists of some women, and if I get caught in those arms, it seems I won't be safe no matter how much I am.

I lightly kicked off the ground and stepped back.

It's easy to deflect the opponent's blow, but it's not that easy to block them from trying to grab you.

The best way is to create a distance.

Fortunately, Jang Hwi's lightness skill was not that fast compared to the loud sound of his footsteps.

Because he couldn't follow me at all even though I wasn't using the lightness skill of the Wudang Sect and was just running backward.

"Hmph! You bastard. Fight like a man!"

"The word 'manly' doesn't mean 'stupid'."

"I'll tear that mouth of yours!"

Jang Hwi, who had finally given up on catching me, runs at me and throws a huge fist.

How strong his body is, the great force contained in the arm that was stabbed by the sword a little while ago is felt beyond the space.

But I was waiting for this very moment.

I, after dodging the guy's fist that was coming straight without any change by turning to the side, smashed the guy's face with my elbow.

And without even thinking of a follow-up blow, I immediately created a distance again.

As I had expected, the guy, as if he had not received any damage, swung his arm to snatch me, and I was able to escape from the guy's domain by a very narrow margin.

"Hmph!"

Fortunately, as if my elbow from a little while ago was not useless, the guy's one nose is bleeding.

"You're dead!"

The guy who had even seen blood now rushes at me and begins to swing his fists indiscriminately.

I feel his heart of wanting to beat me to death in the fists that he swings with all his great force in one blow, one blow.

But this situation is the situation I have been waiting for so long.

I, without avoiding any more, began to dodge and deflect the guy's fists.

And in between, I landed my fists one by one.

As my fists hit the guy's chin, abdomen, and solar plexus in succession, the guy's body, which was like a sturdy old tree, begins to tilt.

But even in that situation, Jang Hwi does not give up and swings his fists at me and bumps his body against me.

I began to feel like I knew why this guy was the leader of one of the Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants.

Usually, when you hit a person, a corresponding reaction comes.

When you hit them, they feel pain, and when they feel pain, they flinch.

When you flinch for a moment, there is an awkwardness in your movements, and an awkward movement creates an opening.

'By any chance, can't he feel pain?'

But Jang Hwi's reaction is very minimal.

It could be that he really feels less pain, or if not, his patience is incredibly good.

But what does that matter? What's important is that it's bothering me right now.

In addition, how good his stamina is, he doesn't even pant even though he is rushing at me with such large movements. The word 'born strong man' seems to fit him perfectly.

But, regardless of that, the number of blows he allows me increases as time passes.

Although it seems that the shock is quickly resolved, if you don't release it properly, it continues to accumulate in the body, and it accumulates.

As proof of that, Jang Hwi's movements began to become slower than before.

And another piece of evidence.

When the shock continues to accumulate in the abdomen, the legs become heavy, so the feet are dragged on the ground.

Right now, Jang Hwi is probably in a state where a lot of shock has accumulated without him even knowing it.

"You cowardly bastard! How long are you going to just run away!"

"For someone who has only been running away, it seems you've been hit quite a lot."

"I-I'm fine!"

At the moment the guy roars.

I, who had been performing my lightness skill only backward until now, strongly kicked off the ground, changed my direction, and rushed at the guy.

Although the guy had been waiting for this situation very much, since he had gotten used to my movements of only backing away, he could not react to my movements right away.

I, after raising the rebound force from kicking off the ground to my leg, kicked the guy's chin with a kick, not a fist.

Since the guy was rushing at me with a fierce speed, he received a very large shock from the combination of the force I had created myself and the force of the guy approaching, and finally, the guy's body staggered greatly.

But that stupid body, after flinching for a very short time, tried to swing its arm at me again.

But, right now, I only needed that slight opening.

Because I didn't think I could knock the guy down with this one blow.

I, stepping on my lightness skill, went behind him in an instant.

Although the guy turned around one step late and tried to rush at me, I had already accomplished my purpose.

The place where I had flown as if I were being thrown while performing my lightness skill was the place where An Hwi's sword, which the guy had thrown away, had fallen.

I had picked up the sword again in that time.

"Th-This!"

"A body that doesn't fall even when you hit it... then let's see if it can't be pierced by a sword."

"You're really a coward. How can you be so cowardly when you are a martial artist who claims to be of the orthodox faction?"

"I don't think we ever decided not to use weapons in this fight. And, I don't want to hear the word 'coward' from you Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys who coveted the small interests of our Hwanho Sect, who are weak but satisfied with what they have in a fair and square way."

"Th-That's...!"

"So gladly accept my revenge. Give my regards to our master and senior brothers in the afterlife."

I, as I had done until now, began to approach the guy with my lightness skill, and fear began to appear in Jang Hwi's eyes.

If it were like the beginning, even if he thought he would give up one of his injured arms, he would have had the fighting spirit to snatch me with his other arm, but since the guy had realized the difference in our skills in the continuous spar, there was no way he would have that much fighting spirit.

"W-Wait!"

Although the guy said, waving his hands at me, there is no way I will stop just because he says stop.

As I was about to ignore his words and swing my sword...

"I lost! I lost!"

At his urgent shout, the sword that was flying at him stops.

The guy, while saying that, even closed his eyes tightly, and that expression is very funny.

When I stealthily turned my head and looked at Maeng Gwang-gae.

Nod—

Maeng Gwang-gae stealthily nods his head at me.

Although I don't know what he's thinking, it's a sign to accept his declaration of defeat.

Since I also didn't need to kill the guy in this place, I nodded my head back slightly and then, after sheathing my sword, I fell back a few steps.

"Ugh, ugh..."

At that time, Jang Hwi suddenly let out a groan and sat down on the floor.

It seemed the pain he had been holding back until now was rushing in.

With this, one question was resolved.

It seems the guy also feels pain just like everyone else.

"H-How. How is this possible?"

"What?"

"It's only been a few months since the Hwanho Sect was destroyed. How could you have become such a master in that time?"

I, at that question, let out a small laugh and answered, "What kind of answer are you expecting? Are you going to ask me to teach you that special secret method if there is one?"

“……”

"Although I can't tell you in detail what happened, if a weak person in the Central Plains suddenly becomes strong, there is only one reason."

"What is that?"

"I met a fortuitous encounter. That's all."

"Y-You're joking!"

In the meantime, while we were talking, Jang Hwi, as if he had recovered his body, stood up straight again and glared at me.

No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like the expression or tone of a guy who has surrendered.

At the very moment I was wondering if he was thinking of something foolish.

"Mayu Sect leader. Stop it."

"...?"

Maeng Gwang-gae, who had been quiet until now, said in a low voice.

Jang Hwi glared at Maeng Gwang-gae with an expression as if he had been caught doing something.

Then Maeng Gwang-gae, as if he were chiding him, continued, "The martial arts of the Nine Sects and One Gang far surpass the level you guys are thinking of. The reason we have been leaving you Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants guys alone until now was not because your strength was strong and scary, but because of the judgment that you were handling the security of the eastern provinces, where the Nine Sects and One Gang and the Five Great Families are not, to some extent."

"Do you say that without even knowing what our real strength is?"

"I have grasped everything from the fight between you and that child. Do you think that child did his best in the fight with you just now? If that child had just made up his mind, you could have lost your life in this place in three seconds."

Although I didn't nod my head or say anything to affirm it, Maeng Gwang-gae knew the difference in our skills quite in detail.

"Since your entire Mayu Sect cannot handle that one child, if I join in... you will all die."

Maeng Gwang-gae's words were not just words, but they also sounded like a kind of declaration.

And it also sounded like a promise to kill them all if they did not accept the defeat they had uttered with their own mouths.

"The number of our Mayu Sect is a total of three hundred. How do you intend to handle them with just two people!"

"That's why I'm telling you not to underestimate the power of the Nine Sects and One Gang. In fact, it's ridiculous that you Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants are persecuting the Hwangbo family. If just one Hwangbo family head steps in, all the leaders of your Yellow Sea Seven Tyrants could have their heads smashed and die."

"Nonsense!"

Although I tried not to show it, the one who was most surprised was me.

Because Maeng Gwang-gae spoke as accurately as if he had seen the future.

That's right. In his previous life, the Hwangbo family head, old man Pa-wang-jang, actually stepped in and beat them all to death.

"I'll give you one last chance. Don't make the mistake of getting everyone killed by attacking recklessly. I don't want to get a lot of blood on my hands."

"Hehe. You're ignoring us until the end. This is my answer. Guys. Attack! If you kill these two, what happened here today will be as if it never happened!"

But no one moved at Jang Hwi's shout.

The Mayu Sect members just flinched and looked around at each other.

They also know. That no matter how many people there are, the person who rushes in first cannot avoid death.

Maeng Gwang-gae, who saw that, clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk. It seems the subordinates are smart. You have thrown away the chance to live yourself. An Hwi. Kill the guy."

"Yes, Elder."

"W-Wait!"

The flustered guy, seeing me walking towards him, waved his hands, but.

My sword, which was swung without mercy, brushed past the fingers he had extended towards me, and his fingers fell to the ground.

"Ugh, ugh!"

The guy, grabbing his hand, sat down on the floor, and I had already reached right in front of him.

I, to the terrified guy, said as if I were whispering, "Wait. There are still six more guys to come."

And at the same time as the sword was swung without mercy, the head of the Mayu Sect leader floated up into the air.

(End of Chapter)