The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 64

I ran towards the entrance at the fastest speed I could.

Of course, I trust my senior brothers, and if the two I sent to help are doing their job, the fight should be almost over, but there are always variables in all things in the world.

My senior brothers, who still lack real battle experience, might have made a mistake in their forms, or the two I sent, thinking they had won, might betray them.

And in the worst case, a great demon of the Unorthodox Faction might suddenly appear from the outside.

I know well that such things don't happen often.

But, in a life-and-death battle, you have to assume the one in ten thousand.

Not worrying about things that won't happen. That's called carelessness.

And I, for one, am not careless.

Because I don't want to die or get hurt.

Chae-chae-chaeng!

As I went back the way I came, the sound of weapons clashing echoed loudly.

Although it was a natural result, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief inside.

Because the sound of fighting still means that my senior brothers haven't all fallen.

"Senior Brother!!"

"Hwi-ya!"

As soon as I saw my fighting senior brothers in my sight, I deliberately put my internal energy into my voice and shouted loudly.

Because if even one or two of them turn to look at me, the pressure on my senior brothers will be lessened.

As I got closer in an instant by stepping on my footwork, I checked the number of my senior brothers.

Fortunately, all four of them are fighting well.

There weren't as many fallen enemies as I had thought, and it must be because my senior brothers prioritized survival and fought defensively.

A smile formed inside me.

In fact, in a life-and-death battle like this, defense is more difficult than offense.

Because when you attack an opponent, you can win by hitting the opponent's body just once even if you swing your sword a hundred times.

But in defense, even if you block well a hundred times, you can be taken down by a single blind sword.

The two I had sent to help my senior brothers are attacking our allies from behind.

But perhaps because they couldn't bring themselves to kill their fellow sect members, they are also just drawing attention with a defensive stance.

I thought that even that was doing well.

Although there was the option of betraying us, killing all my senior brothers, and running away before I came, the fact that they still aimed their swords meant that my words were their top priority.

"You two, get out of the way!!"

I shouted at them and then stomped my foot hard with all my might towards the nearest of the enemies.

Kwoong!

As the ground rumbled, the shockwave spread out.

My internal energy wasn't as sufficient as in my prime, so the ground didn't shake as much as I had intended.

At one time, I could at least knock down a three-zhang area, but now it's just enough to make everyone stagger for a moment.

But, that's enough.

Because the shockwave created by my stomp stopped exactly at the feet of our senior brothers, which means that the enemies my senior brothers were facing were staggered.

Sha-ak—!

My senior brothers didn't miss that gap and swung their swords at the weak points of the opponents they were fighting.

In an instant, four martial artists fall at the same time.

The fight, where the balance was tense, began to flow favorably to our side as soon as I appeared.

I came to my senses and lightly dodged the swords of the two who were thrusting their swords at me by just turning my head, and then I struck their swords up.

Tteong!

As I struck the two swords at the same time, the enemies' swords couldn't withstand my strength and internal energy and broke into two pieces.

The moment their surprised gazes reflexively went down to their sword hilts, I threw my sword into the air and then blew away the chins of the two with my fists.

And as soon as I caught the sword I had just thrown, the sound of peo-eok! was heard, and two Geoungbang members fell to the ground and fainted.

"What. You're the right squad leader. Why are you trying to run away?"

And the moment I appeared, perhaps thinking that this was a fight that couldn't be won, the right squad leader started to run away without warning.

"How pathetic. Didn't you see the speed I ran at? Did you think you were faster than me?"

"......!"

Before he could even reach the main gate, I blocked his front.

Only then did the right squad leader grip his sword and look at me, taking a starting stance.

I let out a hollow laugh.

"After showing all that ugly side, you're only now pretending to be a martial artist. Do you know what happened to your guild master?"

"......?"

The moment he was about to answer my unexpected words, I used the Seven Star Footwork to the best of my ability, appeared behind him, and struck the back of the right squad leader's neck hard with my sword hilt.

I said, looking at the right squad leader who had fainted without even showing his true skills, having been completely caught up in the psychological warfare, "He's sleeping like you are now. He'll be here soon."

After talking to the guy who couldn't even hear me, I put a lot of my internal energy into my voice and shouted.

"Stop!!"

At my voice, which could have been mistaken for the lion's roar of Shaolin, the fight in the arena stopped for a moment, and everyone focused on me.

Before the Geoungbang members could come to their senses, I shouted.

"The three captains you were so afraid of have all fallen at my hands, and the bald head... the Geoungbang master Tae-mun has also been half-killed. Your resistance is now meaningless. If you throw down your weapons and get on the ground right now, I'll spare your lives!"

My throat hurt, so I was about to lower my voice in the middle, but I shouted until the end in a dignified tone.

But one of the martial artists closest to me, perhaps having lost his fear, shouted and rushed at me.

"Lies! Our guild master, to a brat like you...!"

Chwa-ak!

That guy couldn't finish his words.

Because the sword, which contained both my internal energy and the secret of Taiji, had climbed up his wrist and sword and pierced his neck.

"My, my, if you still don't believe me, come at me."

Perhaps because a comrade had died so helplessly right in front of their eyes.

The guys who had been fighting fiercely until just before stopped their movements and began to watch my expression.

They are thinking about whether my words are true or not.

But at that moment, the guys carrying the stretcher arrived just in time.

"G-Guild master...!"

"Guild master!"

Seeing the guild master being carried on a stretcher, with many injuries here and there, the Geoungbang members began to throw their swords on the ground one by one and then all got on the ground.

I said to the two who were standing awkwardly, unable to get on the ground or stand, and who I had sent to help my senior brothers, "You two, stand up."

"Thank you, great hero!"

This time, I shouted at the two who had come carrying the stretcher.

"You two, come here and get on the ground."

"Yes, great hero!"

The cleanup was finished in an instant.

I told the two who were standing to bring Tae-mun, who was still on the stretcher and showed no signs of waking up, over here, and then I approached my senior brothers.

"Is everyone okay?"

"Phew, we're... fine... phew."

Senior Brother Uncheol said, breathing heavily.

He seemed to be so tired because he had faced the most enemies at the front.

"Is anyone hurt?"

"Not seriously, just a little."

Senior Brother Unmi said, clutching his right forearm with his left hand.

Perhaps because his martial arts achievement was the lowest among the senior brothers, he seemed to have been grazed by the enemies' swords.

I approached Senior Brother Unmi, examined his wound, and then approached the guy who was lying on the ground closest to him, tore his sleeve to make a bandage, and then tied my senior brother's arm tightly.

"Ugh!"

"Bear with it. Even if it hurts, you have to tie it tightly like this to stop the bleeding. And the other senior brothers?"

Fortunately, no one else seems to be hurt.

Although they are all exhausted from fatigue.

They have more outstanding martial arts than I thought.

Although it's originally ridiculous for them to lose to such riffraff with the training I had put them through, the meaning of a life-and-death battle is a little different.

Because a life-and-death battle is one where you can die an untimely death from a blind sword if you can't suppress your tension and burden and unfold your martial arts calmly.

"You all did well. It ended smoothly because you did better than I could have imagined."

"Yes. I was at my physical limit in the middle, but Senior Brother Uncheol told me. That you would be here soon, so just hold on a little longer. That we don't need to kill all the opponents. If we just hold on until you come..."

Senior Brother Unjeong, perhaps because he had no energy, couldn't finish his words and his voice trailed off.

"That was a good judgment. You must be tired, so rest here for a while."

I let my senior brothers rest and then said to the two who had drawn the winning lottery ticket, "Isn't there a rope or something around here? I was thinking of tying them up."

"There is. I'll bring it right away!"

One of them answered immediately and brought a rope from somewhere, and I, along with them, tied up all the living ones tightly.

Of course, the fainted ones were also tied up tightly.

"One of you there, take care of the bodies here. We can't just leave them here."

"I understand."

"The rest of you, go into the inner court and bring some water and simple food. The people who were kidnapped there will be packing up things that are worth money, so don't shout at them and just bring it quietly. Ah, and tell them to come out here when they're done packing their money and belongings."

"I understand."

The two of them, perhaps because they had a habit of living like slaves with the apostate monk Tae-mun, carried out the tasks they were given well.

By the time the bodies were cleared away and my senior brothers were quenching their thirst, I approached Tae-mun, who was still sleeping.

And I slapped his cheek and slowly injected my energy.

"Ugh..."

Around the time I had hit him for a long time and his cheek was starting to swell, Tae-mun let out a groan of pain and woke up.

I looked at him and said cheerfully, "You're awake?"

"You, you bastard... keuk!"

"It hurts a little, right? I was suddenly curious, is it more painful to have your dantian destroyed? Or is it more painful to have that place broken? Since you're a man, that place must hurt more, right?"

I asked because I was really curious, but Tae-mun couldn't answer.

He just glared at me with a voice full of resentment.

Even though he had lost his internal energy and his body was not well, it seemed he was only thinking of getting revenge on me.

"Tae-mun-ah. Apostate monk Tae-mun-ah. You bald head. Who on earth is the guy who ordered you to kill us? You must know."

"I don't know. I really don't know. I didn't even think of finding out because the money I received was enough."

"You said you just go around killing people without even knowing who ordered it. And a disciple of Wudang at that."

"I know well what level the third-generation disciples are. No, I thought I knew."

Tae-mun was originally a disciple of Shaolin.

So he must have been well aware of the strength of the disciples of a similar generation to us.

Of course, that would be their strength before I trained them.

"You're too bold. An Unorthodox Faction riffraff, to mess with a disciple of the Nine Factions and One Sect. I was going to let you live a little longer if you knew the client, but now there's no reason to keep you alive. You'll just make a lot of noise, so goodbye for now."

Woong—!

As I spoke, I gathered energy in my right palm.

If I hit that guy's head with this palm, Tae-mun, who has lost all his internal energy, will go straight to hell without even being able to defend himself.

It's literally a life-or-death moment, so if he knows something, he'll surely open his mouth before he dies.

Bo-woong!

"Wait, wait!!"

My hand stopped abruptly just before it reached the guy's forehead at the sound of Tae-mun shouting.

I shouted 'of course' inside and waited for his words.

But what came out of his mouth was completely different from my expectation that he would say the client's name.

"I-I'm paying tribute to the Black Society!"

"What?"

"If I suddenly die and can't pay the tribute, the Black Society will surely hold you responsible!"

"What? The Black Society?"

I let out a hollow laugh without realizing it.

To think of a threat even in this situation. At this point, one thing is certain. Tae-mun really doesn't know who the client is.

"If you just let me live, I will never tell anyone that you guys came here and did this. I'll live quietly in hiding. Please!"

His desperate plea continued, and I felt my blood run cold.

"Did you let all those who begged you like that live? Did you let the kidnapped people go when they cried and begged you to send them home? No? You probably beat them up, asking why they were crying so unluckily. Am I wrong? Am I right?"

Perhaps because my words hit the mark, Tae-mun couldn't answer at all.

I let out a deep sigh.

At that time, people began to enter the open space one by one.

In each of their hands were various items that could be worth money, such as money pouches, jewelry, or various household items.

How unfair and how much they wanted to be compensated for being trapped here, to have packed even such trivial items.

I said in his ear, "The Black Society, the Red Society, whatever... since they're the guys who collect the money you've gathered by doing trashy things, they must be trashy guys. Tell them to come anytime. I am Unhwi of the Wudang Sect. Oh, and you won't have a way of knowing whether I'm fighting those guys or getting along with them now."

"W-Wait...!"

Bba-ak!

I used the energy I had gathered earlier again and struck his forehead, and Tae-mun went limp.

(End of Chapter)