The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 281

Hong Sa-ik's two eyes, looking at my hand, tremble as if there were an earthquake.

To be honest, I haven't heard his story at all, but... for some reason, I feel like I can feel his heart.

'You too... you want to succeed. You want to become a proud pillar of the martial world...'

Of course, I can understand his heart the best.

Because the past self-reliant swordsman Unhwi must have had that kind of heart.

A family called the Hong family, whose name I have never even heard of.

And the unremarkable martial arts passed down from that family.

That's why the greatest curse for people born in the Hong family is to have a big dream about the martial world.

In the past, I received the same curse, and to break that curse, I dedicated my body, time, and youth.

Although I can't say I had no innate talent, most of my waking hours were either training or missions.

I became stronger little by little, repeating training, fighting, training, fighting, training, and fighting countless times, and thanks to that, although it was not a very satisfactory ending, I had still become a martial artist who was quite well-known in the martial world.

'Hong Sa-ik is trying to find the method of that success in connections.'

Probably, Seo Mun-jong-tak and Jeong Ha-rin also treated Hong Sa-ik well at first.

Pretending to be his close friend, and pretending to be there for each other.

But that relationship must have gradually started to tilt.

One side can do with or without the other, but if the other side is desperately clinging on, it's as clear as day how that relationship will flow, even if I haven't seen it.

It starts with very small favors and bullying.

And as time passes, bigger and bigger demands, and later, even excessive bullying.

In the end, the reason Hong Sa-ik left the orthodox faction and defected to the Demonic Cult might be because of these people.

Because at least in the Demonic Cult, as long as you survive somehow, it seemed they didn't care about your origin at all.

"What are you doing? I told you to get up."

Even though I urged him once again, Hong Sa-ik is unable to get up.

Of course, he would be conflicted.

The reason he has endured the humiliation from these people until now must be because he wanted to be active in the martial world with their connections someday, but if he gets up and follows me here, everything he has done so far will become bubbles.

But, don't I know the future? In the end, there is absolutely no way that Hong Sa-ik will receive their help.

"Young Master Unhwi. What are you doing? Who are you to tell our friend to do this and that?"

Ak Sang-cheol, who had been quiet until now, shouted at me.

Hong Sa-ik flinches at the word 'friend' that he just said.

Whether that is sincere or not, Hong Sa-ik's heart must be shaken by the fact that he is being treated as a friend.

"Young Master Hong. Think carefully. Are the things these people are doing to Young Master Hong things that can be done in a normal friendly relationship? Getting up and leaving is something you can do with just two legs. Even if you don't have legs, you can do it if you have prosthetic legs. It's not a difficult thing at all."

"This person really!"

As I completely ignored him and continued to speak only to Hong Sa-ik, he got angry and stood up from his seat with a start.

As he stood up, the chair fell over with a kwadang, and my gaze finally turned to him.

"I heard from Miss Jeong that you are an arrogant and haughty person, but I never thought it would be to this extent. You must be doing this arrogant thing, believing only in the fame of the Wudang Sect. You should do that kind of arrogance in the Wudang Mountains of Hebei. This is Kaifeng."

In my past life, this bastard also had this role.

The bastard named Seo Mun-jong-tak starts all the trouble and then takes a step back at the end.

And this bastard Ak Sang-cheol is the one who sets off the final detonator.

When an accident happens like that, Seo Mun-jong-tak cleans it up again.

It can be said to be a very cunning act of achieving everything he wants without tarnishing his fame and honor.

As I turned my head and looked at him, Ak Sang-cheol tries to throw a surprise punch at me.

A fist technique that is a little more advanced than I thought.

However, his martial arts level is not even as good as Seo Mun-jong-tak's. I can subdue this much without even lifting a finger.

"You stay still. If you don't want to be scolded."

"Eup!"

Although he tried to say something, I instantly released my energy and focused on him.

He, who couldn't handle my energy, couldn't even continue to speak, and couldn't even breathe properly, and was just staring at me blankly.

At that moment, the other two men and one woman who couldn't recognize how advanced this technique was drew their swords.

"Sorcery! Are you performing sorcery right now?"

"A Taoist of the Wudang Sect using sorcery. What is this?"

I, with a dumbfounded expression, said to Jin Seol-woo, "Do you think what I'm doing now is sorcery?"

"Otherwise, how can Brother Ak suddenly not be able to move and not be able to breathe? Release Brother Ak quickly!"

"Tsk. To think you can't even recognize this much."

As I roughly withdrew my energy, Ak Sang-cheol collapsed on the floor and began to cough.

'I had enough strength to do this back then too.'

Ten years later, when I was insulted by them, I was so shocked that I just left the place.

In fact, I had enough strength to do this back then too, but at that time, I thought I shouldn't do this.

Just like Hong Sa-ik.

Of course, the difference between me then and Hong Sa-ik now is whether I have the strength or not.

Because Hong Sa-ik's current martial arts must not be that great.

"As you all saw a little while ago, I did not attack Young Master Ak first. I just subdued him because Young Master Ak tried to perform a fist technique on me."

"So, you subdued him using sorcery!"

"You keep saying sorcery, sorcery. Do you even know what kind of sorcery stops an opponent's movement? Do you know under what conditions, using what method, it is activated, and how to make the opponent fall for the sorcery?"

Of course, they wouldn't know.

It's not that they said it knowing about sorcery, but they just blabbered because they couldn't understand the divine skill I showed.

"Miss Jeong."

"Yes, Young Master."

"You're not drawing your sword, Miss Jeong? As if you're a bystander."

"Because I don't want to fight with Young Master Unhwi. And as you know, I haven't done anything here other than introduce these people."

Her face, pretending to be innocent, is very hateful.

How could I have liked such a person in my past life without even recognizing her true nature?

She must have said bad things about me to create this situation, and if possible, she must have instigated them to intimidate me, and she must have planned everything for the situation to become like this.

But there is one thing she overlooked.

She probably never imagined that even if everyone here attacked me, they would be no match for me.

"Everyone, put away the swords you're not going to swing."

"Swords we're not going to swing? Ha!"

"Do you have the courage to swing them?"

"Shut up!"

Jin Seol-woo, in an instant, closes the distance with me and swings his sword.

It's too slow.

It's a sword so slow that it's hard to believe he's a guy who has trained in sword skills his whole life.

Ah! Since he neglected his training, the words 'his whole life' might not be quite right.

I flicked the flat of his sword with my fingers.

Of course, I flicked it with a generous amount of internal energy without sparing it, and his sword staggered greatly and flew to the side.

"Tsk."

I clicked my tongue without realizing it.

A swordsman should not let go of his sword even if his palm is torn, but to think he let go of his sword so easily.

The next to attack is Ak Sang-cheol.

Even though he had seen Jin Seol-woo's attack being blocked so absurdly a little while ago, and even though he had been subdued by just the pressure of my energy a little while ago, he rushed at me without getting tired.

That perseverance alone seems to be a little okay.

So this time, I slightly raised my body and stretched out my arm.

Ak Sang-cheol is also slow as hell.

I, spreading my thumb and index finger wide, struck Ak Sang-cheol's wrist holding the sword with that surface.

He, who had momentarily lost strength in his hand, dropped his sword, and I caught the falling sword with my left hand.

"Keuk!"

I, after confirming that Ak Sang-cheol was retreating a few steps while holding his wrist, glanced down at the sword.

It's a precious sword that looks incredibly expensive at a glance.

Although the Shandong Ak family is not one of the Five Great Families, since it is a family that can be counted among the top five if you were to pick the ones right below, I guess they can carry such a sword.

I broke the sword in half without hesitation.

Ak Sang-cheol's eyes widened like saucers. He was surprised that his sword was broken, and he seems to be surprised again that I broke this hard sword, which must have been a quite great precious sword, so easily.

I, as if throwing away trash, carelessly threw the things that were now two swords on the floor and looked at Seo Mun-jong-tak.

"Why are you just standing there? Aren't you going to attack?"

"......"

I smiled leisurely.

And I, looking at Ye Hwa-rin, who was still holding her sword but had completely lost her will to fight, said, "Miss Ye. If you put away your sword stealthily right now, I will pretend not to have seen it."

She, after glancing at Seo Mun-jong-tak and Jeong Ha-rin, stealthily put away her sword and took a few steps back.

And so, in the end, only a one-on-one situation between Seo Mun-jong-tak and me remained.

"Ha... haha...! As expected. It's really a great martial art!"

Suddenly, Seo Mun-tak started laughing like a crazy person and then suddenly started to joke around.

"As it happens, I have heard of Young Master Unhwi's fame, which is heard all over the martial world. That fame is not exaggerated at all."

He, stealthily putting away his sword, pulled the fallen chair and, naturally sitting down, continued, "Young Master Sang-cheol, Young Master Seol-woo. You two also hurry up and tidy up the chairs and apologize to Young Master Unhwi. Our joke was too much."

"Haha... I have learned a lesson like this. Young Master."

"I'm sorry... for startling you."

The two of them, as if they had grasped the changing atmosphere, both sat down at the table again, smiling foolishly, even though they were holding their wrists.

I, finding their actions funny, just left them alone.

They are people who are a perfect example of the saying 'strong against the weak, weak against the strong'.

I, without sitting down, this time went right up to Hong Sa-ik and said, "You saw a little while ago, right? There's no need to be here. If you had real perseverance, you should have rushed at me even in that situation. There's really nothing to learn."

"......"

"I don't know the exact situation, but I'll help you. Get up."

This time, Seo Mun-jong-tak, Ak Sang-cheol, and Jin Seol-woo couldn't say anything to me and were just looking at us.

This is better.

I'm not just trying to help Hong Sa-ik out of some misplaced pity.

Of course, it's also true that it reminds me of my old self, but saving Hong Sa-ik now is as good as getting rid of one of the Demonic Cult's masters in the future.

I don't know how he did it, but since he became such a strong master in about twenty years, his martial arts talent must also be sufficient.

Hong Sa-ik, who had been thinking for a long time, grabbed my hand and stood up from the chair.

"You...!"

The moment Ak Sang-cheol pointed his finger and opened his mouth, Hong Sa-ik flinched for a moment, but when I glared at him, Ak Sang-cheol couldn't open his mouth anymore.

Before opening the door and leaving the tavern with Hong Sa-ik...

I, looking at Jeong Ha-rin, who had been watching this situation from a step away like a bystander until now, said, "The Martial Alliance Leader is such a great person... if you're his granddaughter, you shouldn't have done this."

And then I immediately left that place.

I'm very curious about what her expression was like.

It was a little disappointing that I couldn't see it.

(End of Chapter)