The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 81

"Wh-What. Who the hell are you...!"

He shouted like that, and then he seemed to recognize Gwak Seok-san, who had broken through the wall.

Well, it would be strange not to recognize that unique appearance.

"Branch Chief Gwak? What brings you here? No... isn't that Taoist Master Hyeon Yang behind you?"

Perhaps because he knew their faces, the White-Faced Gentleman quickly regained his composure.

He hurriedly got up, put on the pants that had been carelessly thrown aside, and roughly put on his top before coming towards us.

"I don't know what kind of evil head you're chasing, but I'll help you. I don't know what kind of guy he is, but there aren't many who can escape the eyes of me, the White-Faced Gentleman, Lee Mun-hak, in this area."

What a shameless guy.

If the Martial Arts Alliance branch chief and a Taoist from the Wudang Sect suddenly appeared, one would think that his identity had been revealed, but the guy didn't seem to think so at all.

Gwak Seok-san suddenly burst out laughing.

Perhaps Lee Mun-hak, who was desperately trying to get out of this situation somehow, was too funny.

"It would be really grateful if the White-Faced Gentleman would help us. The guy we're chasing is not great enough to be called an evil head. There's a group of trashy Unorthodox Faction guys not far from here. Hyeon Yang, what was that place called again?"

"I don't remember well either. If it had been a threatening place, I would have remembered, but unfortunately, it was a place of no consequence. To the point where my disciple and I subdued forty martial artists there without a single scratch."

"What was it... it was something like 'black'. White-Faced Gentleman, do you know anything?"

The two of them, as if they had planned it, went back and forth, slowly getting on Lee Mun-hak's nerves.

His face gradually became as cold as ice.

He had already realized that they had come knowing that his identity was the head of the Black Society.

"Hehe... I don't know. An Unorthodox Faction? Then shouldn't we catch those guys quickly?"

But, he feigned ignorance once more.

Since he couldn't figure out how we had found out his identity, he seemed to think that we might have come to test him with just a suspicion.

Because if he admitted it himself in this situation, it would all be over.

"Well. You don't give up until the end. We're telling you that we've come to catch you."

"Who am I?"

"Let's stop the wordplay now. Head of the Black Society."

Pa-ak!

The moment Gwak Seok-san's words 'head of the Black Society' came out, he threw himself back like lightning and began to run away.

This place is Lee Mun-hak's hideout. It's safe to say that he knows the terrain of this place the best.

Especially for people like Gwak Seok-san or my Master, who have never been to a courtesan house like this, even if their footwork is better, it won't be easy to catch him.

But I'm a little different. The moment Gwak Seok-san and my Master threw themselves to chase the guy, I turned my body back and jumped down to the opposite entrance.

The reason I was able to explain to my Master and Gwak Seok-san a little while ago that there were two entrances was because I had been here in my past life.

At that time, the place where I fought and killed Lee Mun-hak was the Black Society, but after destroying the Black Society, I came straight here.

Lee Mun-hak had said that he had hidden various good things here, and if I saved him, he would give them all to me.

So I killed the guy and came here.

And from the first floor to the top, I searched thoroughly and found all the bills, money, elixirs, etc. that the guy had mentioned.

Thanks to that, I still remember the terrain of this courtesan house perfectly.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

"Kyaak!"

"Stop them even if you have to throw your bodies!"

From far away, Lee Mun-hak's voice is getting closer and closer.

The guy is shamelessly shouting at the courtesans who don't know any martial arts to risk their lives and stop Gwak Seok-san and my Master.

But perhaps because some of the women are really protecting him, the presence of my Master and Gwak Seok-san approaching is getting slower and slower.

Even in a moment like this, his head works well in a bad way.

No matter how rough and belligerent Gwak Seok-san is, he wouldn't be able to cut down innocent courtesans.

The same goes for my Master, who is a Taoist of the Wudang Sect.

"You useless things! What are you doing! Come up right now and protect me!"

When he was almost close to me, who was waiting, the guy suddenly shouted with a lot of internal energy in his voice.

At that moment, the numerous presences felt from the lower floor. It seems that there were several martial artists waiting on the lower floor to guard him.

Perhaps if someone came to catch Lee Mun-hak, most would go up from the first floor, and on the way up, they would encounter them and a fight would break out.

And when the sound of fighting begins, Lee Mun-hak will watch and if he thinks he can win by joining in, he will join in, and if the enemy is too strong, he will run away.

Since he is a meticulous guy who was not caught until the distant future, even though he was an Orthodox Faction martial artist and the head of the Black Society, it seemed that he had done the same here.

To be honest, I didn't know either.

Because in my past life, when the guy came to the Black Society, he had already brought all his bodyguards, and at that time, I had sent them all to the afterlife.

So when I came to the courtesan house, there was no one who could stop me.

Since I was sure that the guy would go to the lower floor, I was guarding him right in front of the stairs going down, but I began to hear quite a few busy footsteps from below the stairs.

At this rate, I will be caught between Lee Mun-hak and his bodyguards.

After thinking for a moment, I quickly hid my body behind a folding screen that was set up as a decoration on a nearby wall.

After I hid my body and had taken only one or two breaths.

"Head of the Society!"

"You useless things. Were you drinking again downstairs!"

Lee Mun-hak and his subordinates met exactly where I had been standing.

"W-We didn't drink much. What on earth is going on?"

"There's no time to ask. Two martial artists who have come to kill me are chasing me from behind. Stop them by any means necessary."

"Understood!"

At Lee Mun-hak's command, his subordinates ran up in the direction Lee Mun-hak had come from.

Their number is about ten.

Still, perhaps because they are the direct bodyguards of the head of the society, their martial arts level is quite outstanding compared to the ones I and my Master killed.

Although my Master and Gwak Seok-san are strong, it seems that they can buy enough time for Lee Mun-hak to escape.

Lee Mun-hak looked in the direction his subordinates had run for a moment, and the moment the sound of a crash! was heard, he went down the stairs without looking back.

It seems that the fight between his subordinates and my Master and Gwak Seok-san has begun.

I also immediately came out from behind the folding screen and followed Lee Mun-hak down to the lower floor.

I went down, trying my best to find his presence, but at some point, his presence stopped somewhere on the first floor.

I was worried that he might have gone straight out of the courtesan house and run for his life, but since his subordinates were buying time, it seems he judged that there was no need to run away right away.

Because the room he is now stopped in is the very room where I had stored the slush funds and elixirs that the guy had hidden in my past life.

I also hurriedly moved my legs and followed him to the room where he was.

That room is a kind of secret room, and to enter it, you have to activate a special mechanism to open the door disguised as a wall.

In my past life, I had a hard time finding it, but this time, since Lee Mun-hak had kindly opened it, I was able to follow him in comfortably.

"Well, well. You have time to pack such things, you're very leisurely, aren't you?"

"H-How did you get here!"

Lee Mun-hak, perhaps because he didn't even think I would chase him this far, was startled and looked back at me.

It's really a sight to see. Perhaps because he was planning to wrap it in a large cloth and go, the guy was packing several wooden boxes, a pile of money, and even bills and books very neatly.

While I was looking at the luggage the guy had packed, Lee Mun-hak, perhaps because he saw my face, frowned and said, "No, what is this. I was so surprised, but it was just a little kid?"

"It's good to see you after a long time."

"What? Have we met before?"

"Yes. You wouldn't know."

"You brat, you're speaking informally to an adult! I want to cut you into pieces, but since I'm in a hurry now, I'll spare you. Get out of the way."

"I can't do that. I came to catch you."

"You insolent little Taoist from Wudang. You seem to have followed Hyeon Yang, but it's not me who killed you, but Hyeon Yang who made you follow me to a place like this."

Seu-reung!

He took out the sword that was hanging on one side of the wall and pointed it at me.

I also drew my sword and raised it towards him.

Although I pretended to be very leisurely, the guy's skills are real.

In my past life, when I met Lee Mun-hak, it was when I had been training for over fifteen years.

Of course, I was incomparably stronger than now, but even then, Lee Mun-hak seemed to have blocked my sword for thirty exchanges.

That means that even I now could lose my life to the guy if I'm not careful.

"Die!"

Lee Mun-hak shouted in a small voice and rushed at me.

The sword he uses is a fast sword. And the place he is aiming for is the whole body.

The guy's martial arts have a slightly unusual aspect, and rather than swinging it towards a precisely aimed point, he focuses on swinging the sword quickly, as if it's okay to hit anywhere.

If that speed is not sufficient, it's just a random sword art, but he was born with the ability to swing a sword quickly.

He swings the sword continuously without caring whether the sword grazes his arm or leg, whether it's shallow or deep.

Then, in the end, the opponent gets hurt somewhere, bleeds, and at some point, reaches a state where they can't even lift their arm.

In the meantime, if he's lucky and grazes a vital point or cuts an important blood vessel, the match is decided even faster.

If it were a heavy sword, I would use the secret of Taiji to use the guy's strength against him, but it's a sword art with not-so-good compatibility.

Chae-chae-chae-chae-chaeng!

But, I somehow managed to block all of the guy's swords.

I couldn't find an opportunity to counterattack, and I couldn't even think of extending my sword towards the guy, but it seems I can at least block his swords.

Although the sword sometimes grazes my clothes and cuts the hem, that's what I intended.

Because it would be hard not to get hurt by that guy's fast sword without sacrificing my clothes.

"You have pretty good eyes!"

He shouted as if he were excited while swinging his sword.

Then his speed began to get a little, a little faster.

I don't know how I beat a guy like this so easily in my past life.

At that time, I didn't use any particular trick.

I just deflected the guy's sword, and in the instant that the space between the swords was empty, I thrust my sword.

So it means that I could swing my sword half a beat faster than the guy is swinging his sword now.

'Actually, there was nothing else I could do.'

At that time, I only thought about swinging the sword a little faster, a little harder, and a little more accurately.

I swung the sword thousands, tens of thousands of times a day, practiced how to swing the sword faster, and made a notch in a tree and swung the sword until I could accurately hit that place again.

As a result, I was able to handle the sword freely.

Although I also received the evaluation that I used such a boring sword art.

'Do I want to go back to that time? Not a chance.'

Of course, I miss that time.

My body and my internal energy at that time. And even the familiar sensation in my hands. Perhaps if I had that now, my growth would be unbelievably fast.

But, those are things I have already lost. I have to focus on what I have now, not what I have lost.

What I have now is the martial arts of the Wudang Sect. And what I brought from my past life is experience and eyes.

No matter how lightly the White-Faced Gentleman swings his sword, he can't swing the sword at the same speed forever.

Since he is also a human, a moment comes when he has to rest even a little.

I waited for that very moment while somehow blocking his swords. The moment he retracts his sword and tries to move his body back.

'Right now!'

While blocking his attacks, I had been accumulating energy in my Yongquan acupoint and thighs.

For just one leap.

Kwa-a-ang—!

The moment he pulled back, I stomped the ground hard and shot forward, unfolding the Seven Star Sword Art.

When I swung my sword, aiming for one of the seven directions at his neck, he was startled and reflexively raised his arm to block the sword.

But, my target was not the sword in the first place. The place my sword was headed for was the arm he had raised. To be precise, the right wrist holding the sword.

Seo-geok!

My sword grazed his wrist.

And the wrist was neatly cut off and fell to the floor with the sword.

"Keu-ah-ah-ahk!"

At the same time, the White-Faced Gentleman's pained cry pierced my ears.

(End of Chapter)