The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 62

"What...?"

The man asked as if he was dumbfounded.

Since I was the only one who had been thinking about the gamble, it was natural that they couldn't understand.

But the fact that the two who didn't listen to me were the losers, and the two who were still stuck to the wall were the winners, doesn't change.

Whoosh—!

As if a wind was naturally swirling from under my feet, a strong internal energy began to be contained in my sword.

This is what I like most about Wudang's martial arts.

Usually, when you push your internal energy into your sword and use that energy, you often gather it loudly as if you're advertising to others that you're gathering your energy now.

But the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are natural.

Not only the circulation of internal energy, but also the center of gravity, the position of the strike, and so on... nothing is rigidly fixed, and it flows like water, that's the martial art of Wudang.

Sreuk!

I naturally moved my feet and approached the captain's nose.

Perhaps in their eyes, it would have looked like I had slid in an instant.

Ka-ang!

The sword of my left hand, which I had swung at the captain, was blocked, and sparks flew.

Although it was a simple clash, the captain must have realized the difference in our levels.

Because he had blocked the sword I had swung lightly with all his might with both hands.

"Can you block this too?"

I said to him and deliberately swung more slowly, but this time, I put the secret of 'heaviness' rather than 'speed’ into it.

Bba-jak!

The captain hurriedly moved his sword and blocked my right-hand sword, but sadly, his sword broke and split into two.

As if he had never thought his sword would break, his eyes widened like lanterns.

"This is the Sword Breaking Art I learned to survive. Next time, if I swing my sword like this, don't block it straight on, but be sure to deflect it diagonally."

Pook!

At the same time as those words, I pierced his neck with the sword of my left hand, which had been playing.

Thanks to that, he couldn't even answer my advice and his body just collapsed.

"Of course, if you survive, that is."

I muttered to myself, shook off the blood, and looked at the remaining enemies.

It hadn't even been a few moments since I had clashed with the captain, but all the living enemies had already thrown down their weapons and were stuck to the wall.

Seeing that, I let out a small laugh without realizing it.

"Are you all surrendering?"

"Yes, great hero! We surrender...!"

"But didn't you hear what I said earlier?"

I pointed at two of the ones who were shamelessly stuck to the wall and said, "You and you. Didn't I say you lost earlier? A lottery ticket is something you have to bet on before you win, but if you bet after confirming you've won, is that a lottery ticket?"

"P-Please... keu-reuk!"

Before the two of them could even finish their words, I shot a sword qi and pierced their necks.

It's a little unsettling to kill those who don't resist, but it can't be helped.

Because I have to make an example of those two so that I don't have to kill the rest.

"And you and you."

"......!"

The two I pointed at this time were those who hadn't even stuck to the wall from the beginning.

If the ones I just killed were those who had held the winning lottery ticket in their hands and then changed it later, then those guys were the ones who had bet on the wrong place from the start.

"Lead the way."

"Pardon...?"

"Guide me to the bald head. If you don't want to end up like them."

"Yes, great hero!"

As soon as my words ended, the two of them turned their backs, burst open the door at the end of the wall opposite to where I had entered, and went in there without hesitation.

Just before I followed them through the door, I said to the two who were still stuck to the wall, "You two want to live too, right?"

They nodded their heads without stopping.

"If you go to the main gate, you'll see four Wudang Sect disciples wearing the same clothes as me fighting with the rest of your sect."

They must have been aware of it from the shouts and the sound of weapons clashing that were heard from outside.

"Go and help them. From what I see, it seems those four will beat the rest without a single one dying. But if you help, they'll get hurt less, right? You're the elites directly under the sect master, aren't you? You can be of help, right?"

"Yes, yes! We can be of help."

"Yes. Your lives will be decided by how well my senior brothers are. Who knows. If they don't get a single scratch, I might let you go without sending you to the Martial Arts Alliance or the authorities."

"......!"

As soon as my words ended, their eyes began to sparkle.

For them, who had only two choices, the worst of death and the second worst of being dragged to the authorities, the best choice had appeared.

Even a mouse will bite a cat if it's cornered.

So you always have to provide a way to live and then corner them.

Of course, even if that hope is a vain hope.

"Anyway, I hope you make a good choice. You didn't end up like those two because you made a good choice earlier, did you?"

I left these words and went through the door.

***

When I went inside, it seemed to be a passage connected to the innermost pavilion.

I asked the two who were walking ahead of me, "Your sect master. Is he actually deaf? It's so noisy, but he still hasn't come out? Is he planning to come out after all his subordinates are dead?"

"......"

"Who am I talking to? It seems the sect master's quarters will come out if I just follow this path... a guide who can't even answer my curiosity seems useless now."

As soon as my words ended, both of them were startled and then said as if they were shouting at the same time, "H-He might be sleeping."

"It's time for him to do qi circulation. He seems to be in a state of selflessness!"

The two of them finished their words and looked at each other.

Their expressions were troubled, perhaps because their words didn't match.

"Really? He's either sleeping or in the middle of qi circulation. It must be one of the two. Well."

As I passed it off as if it were nothing, they looked relieved and then looked ahead and walked again.

After walking a little further and passing through the entire passage, a wider open space and a pavilion than I had thought came into view.

That pavilion must be the pavilion where the apostate monk is living.

"Who lives in that pavilion?"

"The sect master and the ten members of the central squad's quarters are in that pavilion."

"It seems too wide for just eleven people to live in."

"......"

There is no answer to my question this time either.

Even though I had just taught them that a useless guide is not needed, the fact that they can't answer means there is some reason why they can't say it right away.

Sreung— cheol-keok.

As if to make them hear, I drew my sword a little from its scabbard and then pushed it back in.

At that sound, they were startled and then immediately opened their mouths this time.

They are guys who are hard to educate.

"Th-There are many people who have been kidnapped there."

"What? Kidnapped? Who did they kidnap?"

"Cooks, maids, servants, masseuses, and virgins from the surrounding villages."

"Ha...! How many of them are there?"

"There are about twenty in total."

"He was a real guy to be killed. He built his own kingdom, didn't he? A guy who was a monk kidnapped women?"

I didn't plan to let him live anyway, but the reasons why he should die have increased.

But as I thought about it, I think I know why they couldn't answer right away.

"So that's what it was. The apostate monk wouldn't have kidnapped those people himself, but someone must have kidnapped them and brought them. And that was you, wasn't it?"

"......"

"Answer."

"Y-Yes."

"You pieces of trash."

I hit the back of their heads hard and then kicked their butts and said, "Walk faster. You dirty things. When I meet your sect master, I'll give you one chance. Whether you take that chance or not is up to you."

"Th-Thank you, great hero!"

"If you have time to say that, just walk quickly."

"Yes!"

Finally, when I reached the very front of the pavilion, I focused my internal energy on my hearing and examined the presence inside the pavilion.

As I had heard in advance, I could hear the sound of quite a few people moving inside.

They all seem to be people who haven't learned martial arts, and they seem to be the kidnapped people.

I was about to jump into the pavilion and look for that guy, but I thought there was no need for me to go to such trouble, so I put my internal energy into my voice and shouted, "Is there a bald head named Tae-mun who ran away while becoming a monk here? Your subordinates are all dying. Come out quickly!"

Then all the movements inside the pavilion stopped abruptly.

The kidnapped people must have been very surprised too.

Because there must have been no one who had come this far and shouted like this until now.

"Are you scared and ran away? You don't care if all your subordinates die?"

After waiting for a moment, when I shouted one more time.

Kwa-ang—!!

The main gate of the pavilion opened violently, and a bald head I had been expecting jumped out.

As if he still thought of himself as a monk, he was wearing a kasaya, but perhaps because he had put it on in a hurry, the clothes were already slipping down, revealing his entire left shoulder.

The moment I saw him, I frowned without realizing it.

His body, which was covered in fat, was one thing, but his greasy hair and the smell of alcohol that was starting to waft all the way here.

He must have been passed out from drinking until now and didn't even know we had invaded.

"You said he would be doing qi circulation."

"......"

As I said, glaring at the guy who had mentioned qi circulation earlier, he bowed his head deeply as if he had done something very wrong.

"You bastard, do you know where you are and are you causing a ruckus here!"

"Here? What was the name of the sect? It's so shabby that I can't remember."

"It's the Geoungbang, great hero."

"Right. The Geoungbang. But looking at you, I think you should change the name to the Geodongbang”

"You crazy bastard...! You look young, but you're completely crazy!"

"No. The crazy one is you. It's not enough that you ran away from Shaolin, but you set up an Unorthodox Faction and kidnapped people? And you even do contract killings in the territory of Wudang without fear, and the target is a disciple of Wudang. Unless you're completely crazy, how can you sleep with your legs stretched out after doing such a thing?"

"You crazy bastard!"

He let out a roar.

Perhaps because his voice was filled with internal energy, the large pavilion resonated and rumbled.

Along with that resonance, the sight of his plump cheeks trembling was quite grotesque.

I ignored him and said to the two who had guided me here, "You and you there."

"Yes, great hero!"

"I'll give you a chance as I said before."

At my words, as if he had been waiting for me to say this, one of them immediately answered.

"I'll stick close to the pavilion. No, should I stick to the wall over there? I've already left my sword over there. I will never betray you."

"What are you talking about? Who said I'd give you a chance like that?"

"Pardon...?"

I clicked my tongue and said, "That chance already flew away over there. If I give you the same chance this time, what will happen to the two I saved earlier?"

"Th-Then the chance you're giving me is..."

I pointed at the apostate monk and said, "Both of you go and stand over there. Stand on the sect master's side and face me. If I die, you win. If you die, you lose."

"Heok...!"

Chaeng-geu-rang!

I threw the sword I was still holding in my left hand to the floor and said, "I'll give you one of these. You two can decide who will use it."

The two of them, looking at each other, rushed towards the sword as if they were competing.

They, who had arrived at the sword almost at the same time, swung their fists at each other as if they had promised.

Ppeo-eok—! Ppa-ak!

After a low-level fight like a children's fight for a moment, the better of the two picked up the sword and went and stood next to the apostate monk Tae-mun.

The one who couldn't get the sword, while making a very tearful face, went next to their guild master and took a clumsy fist stance and glared at me.

"Tsk, tsk... you can't even take a chance when it's given to you... that's why you're only at that level. You lost. You lost this time too."

"We haven't even fought yet, so what do you mean we lost!"

"When I told you to go and stand next to the guild master, you should have said you couldn't and held onto my pants leg and really not participated in the fight. You just went over there because I told you to? And you even took my sword. How pathetic. So pathetic."

I said, clicking my tongue.

And the faces of the two who had just realized what the correct answer was crumpled up and they looked like they were about to cry at any moment.

(End of Chapter)