The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 295

Seo Mun-wang-ryang, having set up a proper duel stage and even promoting the public duel to the surrounding people, the audience began to fill the seats one after another.

But my eyes still can't see the three bastards who are the cause of this incident.

As I was looking around here and there to find him, Seo Mun-wang-ryang said to me, "Who are you looking for?"

"Of course, the ones I'm going to fight."

"Hmph. To look for those children with me in front of you. Am I not even in your sight?"

"I'm looking for them because I can't see them. If I could see them, wouldn't there be no need to look?"

He, as if he were angry, turned his head without answering my words.

I also, no longer paying attention to him, and after a little time passed, the seats were almost full.

"I heard there's some kind of martial arts tournament here today?"

"I heard a Taoist from the Wudang Sect is fighting with the next-generation talents of the Martial Alliance."

"Is that so? Which next-generation talents of the Martial Alliance?"

"Aren't there those? From the Seo Mun family, the Guangdong Jin family, and the Shandong Ak family..."

"Ah! You mean the ones who go around causing a commotion?"

"Shh! Someone might hear!"

Although they thought no one could hear them whispering, I could hear everything.

And a martial artist of Seo Mun-wang-ryang's level would have surely heard it.

The bastards' reputation was worse than I thought.

Just from the story a little while ago, I feel like I know well what kind of conduct they usually have.

When I glanced at Seo Mun-wang-ryang's expression, it was, of course, crumpled.

He seems to have never thought his nephew would be that bad.

My master and I went to the chairs provided on one side and sat down quietly.

"Those two over there must be the Taoists from the Wudang Sect."

"But do you know the reason for this duel all of a sudden?"

"I don't know that either. I just heard that the masters are having a duel, so I came to watch, so isn't it a feast for the eyes after a long time?"

Listening to the murmuring of the people, I calmly calmed my mind.

No matter how objectively weaker they are than me, I must not be careless.

I intend to end the duel with the maximum strength I can exert, and as overwhelmingly as possible.

If that happens, the spectators who have gathered much more than I thought will have no fun watching, but there is no need to worry about them now.

Because my real opponent is not the first three, but Seo Mun-wang-ryang, who is standing proudly on the opposite side of us.

A little while later.

As I was continuing to close my eyes and meditate, I heard a murmuring sound from far away.

And I also felt the presence of a few people walking from that direction.

I recognized at once who the owner of that presence was.

'Seo Mun-jong-tak, Ak Sang-cheol, Jin Seol-woo.'

And I slowly opened my eyes.

As I expected, the bastards began to slowly come up to the duel stage.

The bastards' appearance was more manly and martial artist-like than I had thought.

As I thought that they must have lived a similar life during the week I had been doing hellish training, a smile somehow appeared on my face.

Especially, the confidence of having trained for just a week and acting as if they had become a peerless master is even funny.

'I've been repeating that for years now, you bastards.'

As I was inwardly laughing at them, finally, as if the main characters had appeared, Seo Mun-wang-ryang slowly headed to the middle of the duel stage.

"I am Seo Mun-wang-ryang, who has hosted this public duel."

He began with a voice that was not very friendly, but not rude either.

As if he had put a lot of internal energy into his voice, even though it was not a very loud voice, it flew clearly into my ears and stuck.

As expected, the audience, who were hearing such a technique for the first time, were surprised and even looked around.

"First, I think I should tell you the reason why we are having this public duel, so I have come to this place."

I, with a slight frown, waited to hear what he was saying.

Because I thought that he might say that they had no responsibility for this public duel.

"First, let's make one thing clear. My nephew and my nephew's friends have committed a great wrong against Taoist Unhwi of the Wudang Sect. Although it is difficult to say what that wrong is, Taoist Unhwi proposed a public duel instead of forgiving that wrong, and as a result, we have decided to accept it."

But surprisingly, he calmly stated the facts.

I, listening to his story, was inwardly impressed.

It is a truly skillful rhetoric.

He says they have committed a great wrong against me, making it sound like nothing, and then emphasizes that they have accepted the public duel.

He clearly stated the facts, but he made it so that only the things that were advantageous to them remained in the mind.

In fact, I feel that the reactions of the surrounding people are also following that.

I thought that if Seo Mun-wang-ryang had gone into politics instead of martial arts, he would have done well.

"And after the duel between the four young masters is over, in the end, Taoist Unhwi and I have decided to have a duel."

Then the surroundings began to murmur.

Seo Mun-wang-ryang is a martial artist who is well-known to the people around here, and I would be an unknown nobody whose name they have never even heard of.

But since he said he and I would face each other, they were talking to each other about whether this was a fair match.

"So I have decided to concede the first five moves. I will not counterattack while Taoist Unhwi performs five moves, but will only dodge or block."

When the murmuring was at its peak, he said in an emphasizing voice, and only then did the audience have an attitude that they could understand.

Moreover, some self-proclaimed martial arts experts are even explaining with spittle flying how much of a concession five moves are for masters.

Although I thought that those people were not real spectators, but shills planted by Seo Mun-wang-ryang, that is not important right now.

"Then I will start the public duel. Taoist Unhwi, please come up."

Seeing him, who was handling the duel proceedings all by himself, I also thought that he was a truly amazing person.

He uses everything he can to create a situation that is advantageous to him.

If I were an ordinary next-generation talent, I would have surely felt psychological pressure in this situation.

But, am I an ordinary next-generation talent?

In my past life, I had fought with the leader of a cult who was better at talking than Seo Mun-wang-ryang, and I had also faced many ignorant martial artists who couldn't be reasoned with.

If there is one thing I have felt while facing countless people of this and that type, it is that no matter what type of martial artist they are, in the end, they have no choice but to kneel before overwhelming martial power.

"From this side, Young Master Ak Sang-cheol will go first."

As soon as Seo Mun-wang-ryang's words ended, I and Ak Sang-cheol went up to the duel stage together.

Ak Sang-cheol's expression is strangely solemn.

He, in a voice that no one would hear, said to me softly, "I will kill you."

"Why me?"

"Because of you, I have come to be treated as a half-wit in my family. And after this public duel, I have decided to return to my family."

"Congratulations. You can go home and whine to your parents."

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Can't you even tell that I'm making fun of you?"

I, clicking my tongue, immediately continued, "And how is it my fault that you are treated as a half-wit in your family? You are the one who first asked your older brother to interfere with me. You're getting angry at me, who even saved Ak Sang-gil, without even saying thank you?"

"Shut up."

"You shut up. The reason you are treated like that in your family is because you are just that much of a bastard. Try to live a proper life. You're young, isn't your youth a waste? If you waste your life going around drinking like that?"

"I will really kill you!"

He was on the verge of exploding.

Seo Mun-wang-ryang, noticing that the atmosphere between us was strange, tactfully declared the start of the duel.

Then Ak Sang-cheol, foaming at the mouth, rushed at me.

'Oh, not bad?'

But his attack is fiercer than I thought.

Because he had gathered his lifelong internal energy to attack, in order to really kill me.

I don't know why he resents me so much.

For a very, very, very short moment, the thought of just killing this bastard here also came up, but I barely held back.

No matter how much of a disowned child he is, if I kill this bastard, I will become a mortal enemy of his family, the Shandong Ak family.

After saying that I would create a united orthodox martial world in the future, I can't ruin things like this.

So today, I'm just thinking of giving him a good scolding.

A rough metallic sound echoed on the duel stage.

No matter how fierce the attack is, it is only a change from the power of a toothpick to the power of a stick.

Right now, even if Ak Sang-cheol uses poison, it will be difficult for him to defeat me.

Thinking that it would be a bad thing to play with him too much, I exchanged a few more blows with him...

In an instant, I performed the Seven Star Steps and slipped into his blind spot, and then, as I approached him again, I struck the back of Ak Sang-cheol's head with the handle of my sword.

He, unable to handle my strength, collapsed from that one blow and fainted.

An overwhelming victory that anyone could see.

Most of the spectators probably didn't even see properly how the fight had just flowed.

"Hurry up and bring Young Master Ak out."

Seo Mun-wang-ryang had the people he had brought drag Ak Sang-cheol off the duel stage.

As if he had brought a doctor here, a doctor immediately examined Ak Sang-cheol, and the doctor sent a signal that Ak Sang-cheol was safe.

"Amazing martial arts. Next, Young Master Jin, please go up."

I stood still, and next, Jin Seol-woo came up.

He, with a somewhat relaxed attitude, greeted me with a fist and palm salute and said, "Guangdong Jin family. Jin Seol-woo."

"Wudang Sect. Unhwi."

But his pronunciation is strangely slurred.

When I looked closely at his face, one of his cheeks was still faintly swollen.

Judging from my experience, that swelling seems to be the swelling of a person who was hit severely a long time ago and is almost healing.

It is presumed that he was beaten up by someone.

'His internal energy also seems to have increased subtly compared to when I saw him before.'

He must have eaten an elixir in the meantime.

I thought that the source of the subtle confidence he is showing now might be that elixir.

Soon, the duel began, and Jin Seol-woo, instead of rushing in like a madman like Ak Sang-cheol, is keeping a slight distance and sizing me up.

I don't really like that relaxed attitude.

So this time, I moved first.

As my internal energy increased and my understanding of the Wudang Sect's martial arts deepened, my movement technique evolved one step further.

The essence of the Flowing Cloud Movement Technique is to move naturally like flowing water.

I performed the Flowing Cloud Movement Technique to the extreme and approached him.

And the moment Jin Seol-woo failed to react to my movement.

I slapped Jin Seol-woo's cheek with the flat of my sword.

It was the cheek that had been very swollen that I had seen a little while ago.

Jin Seol-woo, as if it were the first time he had been hit on the cheek with a sword, was so surprised that he began to panic.

The relaxed attitude from a little while ago was gone.

I swung my sword again and hit his cheek.

He, thinking that getting away from me was the first priority, performed a movement technique backwards.

But I'm not a fool, so there's no way I would just stand by while he runs away.

I followed him again and swung my sword at the place I had hit again.

Then, as if he had learned from being hit twice, he desperately raised his arm to block my sword.

This time, instead of his cheek, I slammed my fist into his empty abdomen with all my might.

"Keu, keu-euk..."

He, as if he had received a very severe shock, couldn't even speak properly and just drooled from his mouth.

He then collapsed.

After two very futile duels ended.

I glanced at Seo Mun-jong-tak and, with a broad smile, said, "Now it's your turn."

Seo Mun-wang-ryang's face crumpled, but I smiled as brightly as his face was crumpled.

(End of Chapter)