The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 63

"A-Are you all crazy? What are you doing!"

Tae-mun shouted in an angry voice.

"What do you mean, what are we doing? We're all just struggling to survive. Of course, we all made the wrong choice."

"You bastards. After you beat that little thing to death, you'll have to explain in detail what happened."

But perhaps because they knew their fate was to die soon, his voice didn't even register in their ears, and his subordinates couldn't even answer.

"Tae-mun. I'll give you a chance too."

"How do you know me? Are you an assassin sent from Shaolin?"

"A guy who was in Shaolin, how can you put two nonsensical things in one sentence? Do my clothes now look like the clothes that Shaolin monks wear? And Shaolin sending an assassin... what kind of nonsense is that?"

"Th-Then if not, how do you know me?"

When I mentioned my clothes, he, perhaps realizing that the clothes I was wearing were those of the Wudang Sect, opened his eyes wide and shouted.

"W-Wudang Sect!"

"Yes. Wudang Sect. You ordered us to be killed, didn't you? You still don't know where you got that request from?"

"Surely the Wudang Sect disciple that my subordinates failed to request yesterday is you?"

"Just answer my question. You still don't know who the client is?"

"I don't know. And I don't want to know."

"Tsk. Then you're useless."

His expression turned red and then blue.

He looked at me with a furious expression and said, "You bastard! It's a surprise that my subordinates couldn't kill you, but you made a big mistake. If you had managed to save your life, you should have just run away. How dare you show yourself in front of me?"

"You're the one who should have run away. Your subordinates returned yesterday, but you didn't even think I would come here and just drank. You're not qualified to be a guild master, and you're not qualified to live and breathe in the martial world. And you kidnap people and force them to work, and you capture and harass women... there are too many reasons why you should die."

"You thunder-striking brat! I'll crush that mouth of yours first!"

Kung, kung, kung!

Tae-mun, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, led his heavy body and rushed at me.

Although it was a fairly fast speed for his size, it seems his footwork level is not that outstanding.

He must be running towards me, making the floor rumble like that, to threaten me, but if his footwork were really outstanding, there would be almost no sound.

And the footwork of Shaolin is generally quiet.

In other words, that guy either didn't learn footwork properly in Shaolin, or he's a stupid guy.

Bo-woong!

As the guy swung his arm, a sound of tearing air was heard.

Originally, the fist art of Shaolin is first-rate, and it seems he can at least imitate the fist art similarly.

Because the destructive power contained in his fist was at a level that even I couldn't just ignore.

But...

'It's too sloppy. The life of a fist art is in its connection and disconnection, but he can't connect or disconnect properly.'

I can guess what Tae-mun's time in Shaolin was like.

Perhaps at first, he was a fairly promising man.

Shaolin is a sect that values external arts as much as internal energy.

The fist art or palm art that he unfolds with his innate divine power must have immediately stood out among his senior and junior brothers.

But, as time goes by, the innate body is bound to be caught up by hard training and effort.

Of course, if Tae-mun had worked as hard as those with ordinary bodies, he could have gone further ahead...

'There's no way such a late-stage disciple would have run away from Shaolin and become an Unorthodox Faction member.'

I also threw my fist at the guy's fist that was flying through the air.

The reason I chose a fist rather than a sword is nothing special.

Because those who have confidence in something that is originally nothing and live by tormenting others with that confidence will immediately have their hearts broken if they are defeated in the field they are confident in.

And I had no intention of fighting him fairly, fist to fist, strength against strength.

Bba-gak!

"Keuk!"

Our fists clashed, but I was fine, and Tae-mun let out a groan of pain.

The fist that Tae-mun had thrown was too simple and straight, and the fist I had thrown was not to compete with him in strength, but a fist to strike that fist itself.

I had thrown a very short and sharp fist at the joint where the palm and fingers connect.

"Y-You coward!"

Tae-mun burst out in anger, and I was so dumbfounded that I burst out laughing.

"Coward?"

"To use such a cheap trick in a man-to-man fistfight!"

"Man-to-man? I'm really dumbfounded. I don't even consider the Unorthodox Faction as men in the first place."

"What?"

"You only pick on opponents who are weaker than you and fight them. If you think they're even a little strong, you run away to save your own life, and you kidnap people who don't know martial arts and use them as slaves so that you can be comfortable and full. Is that a man? That's not what you call a man. Since it's closer to an animal, you should call it a male."

"Th-This...! What are you doing. Charge!"

But, his subordinates didn't move an inch.

Tae-mun glared at his subordinates who were standing still.

I also glared at them alternately and said, "Yes. Don't move. You're finally making the right judgment. I can't let you go, but it's better to be caught by the authorities than to die instantly, right?"

"......!"

A light of hope flashes in the eyes of the two.

I gave them hope, then despair, and then hope again.

Since their hearts had gone back and forth between a hot bath and a cold bath, they had finally come to their senses and even threw the sword I had given them on the floor and moved far away.

"Y-You insolent bastards! I am your guild master. Hurry up and help your guild master..."

Tae-mun shouted and turned around, but he was at a loss for words.

The small pleasure palace he had made.

The people who had been trapped there had all come out and were watching our fight.

They are all looking at Tae-mun with eyes full of deep resentment.

I can tell just by that look how much that guy deserves to be beaten to death.

"Your journey won't be so lonely. So many people have come out to see you off."

"D-Do you know who I am!"

He shouted one last time, but I lightly ignored his words and sheathed my sword.

And.

Paat!

I stepped on my footwork, approached him, and threw both my fists at the same time.

Tae-mun reflexively stretched out both his hands to receive my fists, but.

Hwirik!

My fists, like snakes, climbed up his arms, and my right fist hit Tae-mun's chin, and my left fist hit his solar plexus.

And the following barrage.

Peo-beo-beo-beo-beok!

He, who couldn't block the first two blows, was dazed by the pain and allowed the rest of the fists without resistance.

The moment his eyes, which were being beaten with gusto, were about to roll up.

"Where do you think you're fainting. You haven't been hit enough yet, not by a long shot."

I grabbed his hair to stop his collapsing body and slapped his cheek a few times.

The sound of jja-ak! jja-ak! echoed a few times. And perhaps because he came to his senses from the stinging pain transmitted from his cheek, his eyes returned to their original position.

I looked at his eyes and gave him a grin.

Then, for the first time, something called fear began to appear in his eyes.

"It was fun when you were tormenting the powerless, wasn't it?"

Bba-ak!

Without giving him a chance to answer, one blow to the abdomen.

"Keol-leo... eok!"

Without giving him a chance to cough up what he had eaten, one blow to the chin.

And...

Hwi-ri-ri-rik! Peo-seok!

With the full secret of Taiji, one blow to the groin of the guy who must have harassed the kidnapped virgins.

The guy, in the extreme pain of his groin completely bursting, rolled his eyes back and fainted.

And I threw a final punch at the lower abdomen of the collapsing guy.

"Keu-reu-reuk..."

After completely destroying his dantian at the end, I saw his heavy body collapse to the ground.

"A nobody... with just that level of martial arts, you act like a god against the common people?"

Perhaps because I was also an ordinary citizen before I learned martial arts to death.

From the old days, whenever I see guys who torment those who don't know martial arts, I seem to boil up more without realizing it.

I said to the two Geoungbang members who were hesitating at an awkward distance, unable to do this or that, "Come here."

"Yes!"

Although they were guys whose footwork was not that outstanding, perhaps because they ran with the determination to die, they approached me in a fairly instantaneous manner.

It was a speed that would have made someone who doesn't know martial arts think that they had unfolded their footwork.

"Lift your guild master. It would be hard for one person to lift such a large body, but it would be somehow possible with two."

"T-Two people, how..."

"One person lifts the upper body and one person lifts the lower body. Or hurry up and go into the pavilion and make a stretcher. You can't even think of that much? It's a head that doesn't even need to think, so should I separate it from your body?"

"Ah, no. I'll be right back!"

They went into the pavilion with a speed similar to before, and I don't know if they were making a stretcher or looking for one, but it seemed it would take some time for them to come out.

I forgot about them for a moment and said to the kidnapped people who were outside the pavilion, "Everyone. I heard you were kidnapped by this guy here. Is that right?"

"......"

Although I spoke in a rather kind voice, no one could answer.

Some still have faces filled with fear.

I looked back at myself for a moment.

'This is a mess.'

Because I had cut down a few Geoungbang members in the first room earlier, my clothes were splattered with their blood, and because I had beaten Tae-mun with gusto, my clothes were a mess.

And from both my fists, blood, presumed to be Tae-mun's, was dripping.

Of course, to them, I, with this appearance, would also be an object of fear.

I wiped the blood on my fists on my butt and then, after tidying up my clothes, I deliberately spoke in the hypocritical tone peculiar to the orthodox sects, as if nothing had happened, and bowed to them.

"I am Unhwi, a third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect. I heard a report that there are people suffering from the Unorthodox Faction scum within the territory of our Wudang Sect, and I came to save you with my senior and junior brothers."

"W-Wudang Sect!"

"To think that a Taoist master from Wudang would come to save us...!"

As soon as I mentioned the Wudang Sect, the people's gazes changed.

This is why people need a good background.

I don't know how they saw me until a little while ago, but because I said I was a Taoist from Wudang, it feels like all the violence I had committed is being justified.

"Thank you. Thank you so much, Taoist master!"

"How can we ever repay this grace...!"

"I thought I was going to die here. Sob. Thank you, Taoist master..."

People started shouting as they looked at me.

To be honest, since I didn't even know they were trapped here until I came here, I felt a little guilty.

But since it's a good thing, and I said it to relieve their anxiety, I think it's okay to receive this much praise.

"Heok, heok! G-Great hero. We've made a stretcher by tearing off the legs of a bed and covering it with a blanket!"

At that time, the two Geoungbang members ran out of the pavilion, holding a makeshift stretcher.

"It looks shabby, but can you move that big body with that?"

"We can do it!"

"Just leave it to us!"

"Yes. Anyway, it's your job to move him, so do as you please."

"We'll do our best!"

I ignored them, who were speaking while spitting, and then said to the people behind me, "Everyone. My senior brothers are still fighting the enemies at the entrance. I came to punish the guild master first. So please wait here for a moment."

"Ah, over there..."

At that time, a man who looked a little old glanced at the Geoungbang members who were struggling to load Tae-mun onto the stretcher and called me.

I, realizing what he was saying, said to the Geoungbang members, "You two."

"Yes, great hero!"

"When you load that guy onto the stretcher, follow me to the entrance right away. If you try to run away or threaten those people, I won't let you die easily."

"Y-You have our word! We had no intention of harming that person."

"Did you hear that?"

"Thank you, Taoist master!"

"Oh, and..."

I was about to unfold my footwork to go and help my senior brothers, but then something came to mind, and I looked at the people and said, "While you're waiting for me, go into the pavilion and find everything that's worth money and bring it out here."

"......?!"

"There must be a lot of treasures and money that that bald head has hidden, and there will be a lot of valuable items."

"Th-Those things, why?"

I made the coolest expression I could and said, "The time you were trapped here can't be compensated with just a few pennies... but since you've suffered a lot and are going back home... shouldn't you at least get some severance pay?"

Leaving only those words, I unfolded my footwork towards the entrance.

Behind me, people's admiration, cheers, and words of praise poured out, but I didn't look back until the end.

My appearance now... even I think I'm too cool.

(End of Chapter)