The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 262

The martial arts tournament continued.

I couldn't suppress my joy as I watched the remarkable improvement in my senior brothers' skills.

'You can tell just by looking at the expressions of the grand-elders and elders.'

They seemed to be beyond surprised and even flustered by the unexpectedly strong skills of our generation's martial artists.

It had been a long time since they had seen the skills of our generation's martial artists up close and in such detail, so they probably didn't know how much everyone had developed.

'With this level of skill... some of our senior brothers have probably already surpassed some of the elders.'

In particular, the senior brothers who had the skill to duel with me this time were highly likely to have surpassed the elders with weaker martial arts.

Because not all elders are strong, and not all juniors are weak.

"I'll be back. I hope I fight well this time too."

"You'll do well. Don't be nervous."

Naturally, among them, the ones who showed particularly outstanding performances were the senior brothers from our room.

Now that everyone has confirmed their skills, they openly talk about how we would have naturally won if the martial arts tournament had been a room-by-room competition as it used to be.

That's not just because of me, but because the other senior brothers have also literally improved by leaps and bounds.

Senior Brother Un Sik and Senior Brother Un Mi, who were the weakest in our room, are already known as some of the strongest among our generation's disciples, and Senior Brother Un Cheol and Senior Brother Un Jeong are considered strong candidates for the Five Swords of Wudang this time.

And everyone is showing a performance that meets those expectations.

"The winner of this duel is Un Sik!"

Senior Brother Un Sik also won his second duel splendidly and returned.

"The winner is Un Mi! The next duelists, please be on standby!"

Senior Brother Un Mi also won easily and returned.

And the two of them showed a surprisingly cool performance in today's last duel, that is, the duel with me.

"No... was Un Sik's martial art at that level? To the point of showing such a performance against Unhwi?"

"Isn't Un Mi more amazing? To be honest, I didn't expect anything from Un Mi... did he become that strong by living with Unhwi?"

"Would he have become like that just by living nearby? He must have put in that much bloody effort."

"Anyway, it's amazing. Amazing!"

During the duel, the elders were busy praising the martial arts of Senior Brother Un Sik and Senior Brother Un Mi.

Although both of them were defeated by me, their expressions were not that bad.

Because they both seemed relieved to have shown everything they wanted to show while dueling with me.

'Now, their skills are similar to Senior Brother Un Gak's, or maybe just a little less?'

Objectively speaking, it is true that Senior Brother Un Gak is still stronger, but since Senior Brother Un Gak didn't show anything properly in this tournament, from the perspective of the elders or grand-elders, they would have no choice but to give better scores to Senior Brother Un Sik and Senior Brother Un Mi.

'Then how many more people do I have to fight?'

I roughly counted the remaining people, but then it became too troublesome, so I stopped thinking.

Just go up and duel when my name is called, or just watch the fights of the other senior brothers here.

Because today, I just wanted to enjoy the event with a relaxed mind.

***

"Sect Leader, do you see any promising children?"

While the martial arts tournament was in full swing, someone approached the Wudang Sect Leader who was watching the duels and spoke to him.

When the Sect Leader turned his head, it was his senior brother and a Taoist respected by the disciples, Oksang Jin-in.

"No, Senior Brother! What brings you here, who usually don't come to such places?"

"Huhu... I came out for a moment because there was a sermon today, and I came this way because it was noisy. The martial hall side is still bustling. Yes."

"Isn't this place always like that? Since it's a place to cultivate the Tao through physical training... does the Taoist temple life suit you, Senior Brother?"

"If it didn't suit me, I wouldn't have been living there for ten years already. Fortunately, it suits me well."

He was originally a martial artist who trained at the Wudang Sect's martial hall, but about ten years ago, he had entered the Taoist temple, saying he would cultivate his mind rather than his body.

When he entered the Taoist temple, the people of the martial hall were very disappointed.

Because when Oksang Jin-in was in the martial hall, he was one of the strongest in the Wudang Sect.

"By the way... the level of this tournament is amazing. It's to the point where I'm confused if this is really the skill of the third-generation disciples. The Sect Leader's guidance of the martial hall disciples is exceptional."

"I have done nothing. The disciples did it on their own. If you, Senior Brother, had taken the position of Sect Leader instead of me at that time, the children would have developed even more..."

"If I had done it, it would have only brought worse results. Because I would have been indifferent to the children."

Although he said that, the Sect Leader was really thinking that if Oksang Jin-in had become the Sect Leader, the Wudang Sect would have become stronger than it is now.

More than ten years ago, before the current Sect Leader became the Sect Disciple, the original Sect Disciple was Oksang Jin-in.

But at that time, he had declined the position of Sect Leader and declared that he would devote himself to cultivating the Tao rather than martial arts.

Of course, the current Sect Leader is also running the sect without any shortcomings, but it is an undeniable fact that in terms of martial arts, Oksang Jin-in was more outstanding than him.

"Especially that child who is dueling now. I seem to see many special things in that child."

"Are you talking about Unhwi? I think so too. Unhwi is a really special child."

"So he has the Taoist name Unhwi."

Currently, the duel between Unhwi and Un Jo was in full swing at the duel stage.

Un Jo was continuously pushing Unhwi as if to make up for his defeat in the first duel here.

Oksang Jin-in, after watching the two of them for a long time, opened his mouth again.

"He also seems to be very considerate. Seeing him do that so that the child he is facing can show his maximum strength."

"To be honest, at first, he seems a little light and arrogant, but when you look inside, there is no other child as kind as him. He always thinks of the Wudang Sect and his senior brothers. Ah! Have you seen my disciple Hyeon Yang?"

"Hyeon Yang! I wonder if that child has grown up well. Hyeon Yang was also a child with very outstanding talent."

"That child is that Hyeon Yang's disciple."

"Is that so?"

Oksang Jin-in, with a surprised expression, continued, "That's quite surprising. Hyeon Yang himself has very outstanding talent, but I thought it would be difficult for him to raise a disciple because he lacks social skills and dislikes talking."

"To be honest, I was also worried about that. But one day, he said he would take that child, you know?"

"It seems everyone has their own destiny to meet."

"I thought so too."

The two Taoists looked at each other and laughed heartily.

Then Oksang Jin-in stealthily said to the Sect Leader, "After this martial arts tournament is over... can I meet that child for a moment?"

"Yes? You, Senior Brother, want to meet Unhwi?"

"Yes. It won't take that long."

"No. It's okay if it takes a long time. You can see him all day."

The Sect Leader was so surprised that he answered hastily.

It was Oksang Jin-in who had not shown any interest in the affairs of the martial hall after entering the Taoist temple.

For him to show interest in Unhwi.

Could it be that his martial soul, which had been that of an outstanding martial artist, was rekindled because of Unhwi?

But Oksang Jin-in, with a gentle smile, opened his mouth.

"I am not trying to regain interest in the martial hall with this incident."

"Ah..."

The Sect Leader let out a disappointed sigh.

Because Oksang Jin-in had said something as if he had read the Sect Leader's mind.

"What I don't need now. But, I think I have finally found the person to whom I can pass on what I had been carrying because I didn't know where to leave it."

"Senior Brother. What you're saying now is...!"

"Unhwi. Is it alright if I pass on my martial arts to that child?"

"......!"

The Sect Leader did not hide his astonished expression.

To think he would pass on 'that martial art' that had made Oksang Jin-in the strongest in the Wudang Sect.

Since it was a martial art that was passed down through one-on-one oral transmission without a secret manual, he thought it would be lost now...

"Well. This martial art is not a martial art that can be learned just by teaching, so I can't guarantee that I can pass it on. Whether one can learn it or not is determined by one's constitution and will to learn the martial art..."

"Still, please give it a try. I will somehow arrange a place."

"Huhu... I understand, Sect Leader."

And then the two of them looked at the training ground again and began to watch the martial arts tournament.

"The winner is Unhwi!"

Soon, the declaration of Unhwi's victory echoed, and the Sect Leader glanced at Oksang Jin-in.

He had a very satisfied expression, as if he was very pleased with Unhwi.

***

Today's martial arts tournament had progressed quite a bit, and I had also been on and off the duel stage several times already.

Now, there are only four duels left.

Un Gwang, Un Cheol, Un Jihak, and 'that senior brother'.

Ten of the eleven senior brothers who will duel with me in the martial arts tournament were senior brothers who were chosen as representatives in the Taoist-Buddhist Great War.

But only one person was not chosen then, but he had worked so hard since that day that he had earned the right to fight me.

And right now. I am on the duel stage again to duel with that senior brother.

"I'll be honest. I didn't think you would be able to face me in this tournament, Senior Brother."

"Me too... the same."

"It must not have been easy to lift that rock."

"...... That's right. To be honest, it was hard. No, it wasn't just hard, I wouldn't be able to do it again if you told me to. I don't know what I was thinking at that time... I used all the strength I had, even the strength I had when I was a baby."

"Amazing."

"Are you making fun of me?"

"No. It's really amazing. That strength you had as a baby. That's also your strength, Senior Brother. Senior Brother Un Chi."

That's right. The senior brother facing me now was Senior Brother Un Chi.

Senior Brother Un Chi's sloppy and light appearance from when he first picked a fight with me is nowhere to be seen.

Only a martial artist who strives with a serious attitude remains.

He wasn't even chosen as a representative during the Taoist-Buddhist Great War, so I can't even fathom how much effort he must have put in to be standing in front of me now.

Thinking about it, Senior Brother Un Chi's talent itself was not lacking in the first place.

Because I remember him having quite a large amount of internal energy compared to our generation's senior brothers.

"Just in case, don't even think about going easy on me."

"I was going to do that even if you didn't say so. Don't even worry about that."

The grand-elder, after waiting for our conversation to end, declared the start of the duel.

The first to move is Senior Brother Un Chi.

My senior brother, as if to teach me with his body what kind of effort he had been making, threw a blow with all his might.

A sound like a gong ringing echoed in the arena.

My eyes widened without me realizing it.

Because Senior Brother Un Chi's martial art was much more amazing than I had expected.

Although we haven't fought properly yet, just from the clashing shockwave, I even thought that he might be similar to or even a little more outstanding than Senior Brother Un Sik.

"Here I come again!"

"Alright!"

He, after slightly moving away from me, jumped forward again and swung his sword.

I, with a willing heart, swung my sword to meet his.

A smile naturally bloomed on my face at the thought that this duel would be more interesting than I thought.

(End of Chapter)