The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 374

"Cowardly. A martial artist has no shame? You dodge even while rolling on the floor? You don't seem to know the honor of a martial artist."

The moment Unhwi spoke to Dokgo Ju-gwak in his unique tone, which was both playful and serious, not revealing his true intentions.

The Demonic Fire Hall Master, Lee Gwak-sa, felt a thrilling pleasure that seemed to pierce his entire body.

'That's it. What I wanted.'

He is an executive of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

Among them, he is the Hall Master of the Demonic Fire Hall, a direct organization of the military strategist, who is the right-hand man of the Lord.

The original name of the Demonic Fire Hall was the Great Demon Hall.

It literally means a hall where the best of the demons are gathered.

It was also a place where the martial artists that the military strategist had carefully raised were gathered, and it was also a place that boasted that much martial power.

The head of such a place is Lee Gwak-sa.

The first thing Lee Gwak-sa did as soon as he became the head of that place was to change the name of the rather radical organization, the Great Demon Hall, to the Demonic Flower - Demonic Fire.

There were quite a few people around who had expressed concern about Lee Gwak-sa becoming the Demonic Fire Hall Master, and some even opposed it.

However, since he became the Demonic Fire Hall Master, he has been recognized in various ways by setting up brilliant achievements until now.

'If only I could bring Unhwi to the Demonic Fire Hall...'

He was born as the son of an ordinary member of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult. And he had a not-so-bright childhood.

'You perverted bastard! A guy like you is a disgrace to our Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.'

'Are you a man or a woman? Just be one!'

Because of his special disposition, he had grown up being discriminated against a lot.

Even his parents couldn't protect him.

However, whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, the heavens had bestowed upon him another talent.

It was a talent for martial arts.

In the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, martial power is strength and power.

As his martial arts became stronger, the number of people who discriminated against him because of his disposition and peculiar way of speaking within the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult gradually decreased, and only those who recognized him remained.

As a result, he had become the Hall Master of the Demonic Fire Hall, so it should be said that there are not many people who ignore him now.

However, in the process, Lee Gwak-sa began to fall more and more into martial arts and strength.

He came to pursue endless martial arts, and he had risen to a position where he could pursue it to his heart's content.

However, Lee Gwak-sa, who had become the Demonic Fire Hall Master, hit two walls.

The first was the limit of his aptitude.

He was definitely a prodigy, a genius. To the point where he had risen from an ordinary member to the position of the Demonic Fire Hall Master.

However, his talent was only up to there.

Although he had become the Hall Master of the Demonic Fire Hall at a young age and had set up various achievements, now that it has been almost fifteen years since he became the Demonic Fire Hall Master, his martial arts are not much different from then.

It's not that he hasn't made an effort to overcome this wall until now.

He had tried closed-door training and had eaten various elixirs that were said to be good for martial arts, but unfortunately, he had not seen the effect he had expected.

And the second is the current situation of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

As he felt it, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult had lost its original intention.

Originally, it should pursue strength and revere martial arts, but the current Heavenly Demon Divine Cult seems to be more interested in politics or the conquest of the martial world.

That's right. To be honest, he was not very interested in the Demonic Dao's world.

If it were known that a Demonic Cult member, and the Hall Master of the Demonic Fire Hall at that, was not interested in the Demonic Dao's world, which was the long-cherished wish of the current Lord, he would surely be severely punished, but he was still like that.

Because the only thing he was interested in was seeing the end of martial arts. That was the only thing.

He, who had realized his own limits, wanted someone else to see the end of martial arts for him.

So he began to raise various young talents.

The Green King Flag Master and the Black King Flag Master, who had died at Unhwi's hands, were like that. They were those who had shown great talent in martial arts since they were young, and Lee Gwak-sa had raised them with great care.

Of course, he was very angry when they died at Unhwi's hands.

But the moment he saw Unhwi, his anger completely subsided.

Because the Unhwi he had met then was much younger, more talented, and more handsome than the martial artists he had been raising.

"Dokgo Ju-gwak. What are you going to do? Are you going to keep fighting? I'm really not going to go easy on you from now on."

"Not going easy on me! I know you've been using your full strength until now. Don't think of bluffing."

"In terms of martial arts, I've shown everything I can, but what I mean is that I haven't fought dirty with all my strength yet."

"What?"

"Thanks to your injured side, it's hard for you to perform your movement technique, right? From now on, I'm just going to run away until you run out of strength. If you try to catch up to my speed and run, your wound will open up even more and you'll bleed more."

"You cowardly bastard...!"

"That's right. I'm a coward. But I'm going to live as a coward. I refuse to die honorably."

In particular, the reason he liked Unhwi the most was that very point.

Although he was born and raised in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, he actually didn't like the members of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult very much.

They are too rough, stubborn, and crude.

But what about Unhwi? He does whatever it takes to live.

Unlike the old-fashioned orthodox martial artists, he has a flexible way of thinking and shows admirable improvisation every time they meet.

"So... what are you trying to do?"

"What do you mean, what am I trying to do? If you don't want to see me keep running away, let's just decide."

"Decide what?"

"We're not trying to have a life-and-death battle right now, are we? We're trying to see who is stronger."

"That's... right?"

"So let's face each other with the best technique we can perform. Let's fight head-on, honorably, and see who is stronger. And the real fight... let's fight again when we meet in the future. At that time, with both of us in our best condition. And with each of us showing our best talent."

Unhwi said with a blazing gaze.

Dokgo Ju-gwak is a martial artist to the bone.

In fact, if his master had been from the orthodox faction instead of the Evil Faction Alliance Leader, and if he had grown up in the orthodox faction instead of the Four Evils Alliance, his personality would have been even more suitable.

He is that sincere about martial arts and sincere about fighting.

The reason he can get along well without much thought despite being from the evil faction is because he can fight more and more often with the strong in the evil faction.

He has enjoyed fighting with others that much.

"Alright. You also have a martial artist-like side to you."

Because he is like that, there is no way he would refuse Unhwi's words, which were said with that kind of expression and tone.

'Tsk. He has a slightly stuffy side to him.'

The Demonic Fire Hall Master clicked his tongue inwardly as he looked at Dokgo Ju-gwak, who was nodding his head readily.

Dokgo Ju-gwak is definitely an immense prodigy. To be honest, if you just look at his talent for martial arts and the sword, he could be said to be similar to Unhwi, or in some ways, even more outstanding.

While he was thinking, Unhwi and Dokgo Ju-gwak were facing each other at a not-so-far distance, gathering their energy.

They each began to prepare to perform the best move they could.

The Demonic Fire Hall Master's anticipation began to rise.

Because he thought that he might be able to see what he wanted.

Finally, the two, who had been gathering their energy for a long time, kicked the ground at the same time and began to rush towards each other.

Dokgo Ju-gwak, as if he had forgotten the wound on his side for a moment, held his sword firmly with both hands and performed the best technique he could.

'What a wonderful technique. I should ask him to teach me what martial art it is later.'

Dokgo Ju-gwak's posture and energy were truly admirable.

I don't know how much the First Elder had given him in terms of elixirs, but I even wonder if there is anyone as strong as Dokgo Ju-gwak at that age.

But strangely, I'm not worried about Unhwi.

It wasn't just because Unhwi was extremely strong and full of talent.

It was because he had a slightly more fundamental belief.

As expected. Dokgo Ju-gwak, gritting his teeth, rushed at Unhwi, shooting out hidden energy, but he suddenly spun around backwards, dissipating the energy pouring down on him, and began to retreat like an arrow.

Dokgo Ju-gwak's sword, which had lost its target, repeatedly cut through the empty air.

He had swung his sword assuming it would hit his opponent, but if the sword cuts through the empty air, the movement becomes larger, and he loses his balance.

If it were normal, he would have quickly regained his balance and, kicking the ground again, chased after the cowardly Unhwi who had run away.

"Ugh...!"

The moment he kicked the ground to perform his movement technique, he missed his step due to the tremendous pain he felt from his side.

Thanks to that, Dokgo Ju-gwak ended up rolling on the ground unsightly.

It was when Dokgo Ju-gwak, who had barely come to his senses, thought he should get up from his seat quickly.

A black shadow was cast over his head.

Dokgo Ju-gwak reflexively tried to swing his sword at the shadow, but he couldn't swing his sword because the shadow was already stepping on his sword firmly.

That shadow was, of course, Unhwi.

"Y-you cowardly...!"

"I just performed the best move I could. The thirty-sixth stratagem, running away. It's even in the art of war, don't you know?"

"Unhwi!"

Although Dokgo Ju-gwak shouted in a rage, Unhwi, instead of answering, planted a fist full of internal energy on his face.

Just by being hit once in a defenseless state, Dokgo Ju-gwak was half out of his mind.

In the end, he had no choice but to be beaten by Unhwi's fists defenselessly.

"Phew..."

Unhwi, only after Dokgo Ju-gwak had collapsed on the floor, took a deep breath and stopped punching.

"Hmm..."

Unhwi, looking down at the fainted Dokgo Ju-gwak, thought about something for a moment, and then went into the inn's kitchen and came out again soon.

What he had brought was a clean cloth and hot water.

He tore off Dokgo Ju-gwak's upper garment and, after wiping the wound with a cloth soaked in hot water, he took out medicine from his bosom and applied it generously.

"Fortunately, the first sword went in quite deep."

The Demonic Fire Hall Master just watched what Unhwi was doing.

Unhwi, after applying the medicine, tore the cloth long and wrapped it around his side like a bandage, and then, after washing his hands, he got up from his seat.

"How was it? Did you see it well? Is this the fight you wanted?"

At Unhwi's words, Lee Gwak-sa smiled broadly and nodded his head.

"As expected, Unhwi. I like you so much."

"Crazy bastard. I'm seriously getting goosebumps."

"Our Heavenly Demon Divine Cult needs someone like you. Someone who is not bound by unnecessary face or useless rules, and who can pursue only strength. Someone who can see the end of martial arts. If you follow me, I will make you the best. If you want, I can even make you rise to the highest position in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult."

"The highest position... the Lord?"

"Yes! The position of the Demonic Fire Hall Master has that much authority. My direct superior is the military strategist, Ma-noe, who is the second-in-command of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult. He will surely like you."

Unhwi chuckled. It seemed his inner thought of 'what nonsense' was audible to the Demonic Fire Hall Master.

"Save that nonsense for that guy over there. I have to go back to the Wudang Sect now. Since there are many broken places, I hope you will compensate the innkeeper well. Otherwise, I will be very disappointed in you. And let's not see each other for another year."

Unhwi, leaving only those words, was about to leave the inn.

Just before he opened the door and went out, Lee Gwak-sa asked Unhwi, "Unhwi. Let me ask you one last thing."

"What is it?"

"Why did you treat Dokgo Ju-gwak's wound? If you had just left him to die, you would have had one less enemy."

"It's because of you. I even promised you and that guy to keep him alive, but if he dies after fighting me, I don't know what kind of unreasonable demands you'll make."

"Hmm. Is that your true feeling?"

"I don't know. You figure it out. Let's really not see each other for a year!"

Unhwi, leaving only those words, ran out of the inn as if he were escaping, and Lee Gwak-sa, watching him, chuckled.

(End of Chapter)