The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 120

"What... what?"

Deungroe said in a slightly slurred tone.

"Let's go quickly."

The two of them went inside the duel stage. On the stage were Gwak Wol and the young martial artist she was facing. The opponent's age seemed to be in his mid to late twenties.

Even that was considered quite young in the individual competition. But since he had advanced to the main tournament last year, he was a considerable master.

"How arrogant."

The young martial artist's face was flushed red as if he was very angry. And his hair was disheveled, which seemed to be because of Gwak Wol's attack.

"I won't go easy on you now."

The young martial artist readjusted his grip on his wooden sword.

He had a solid build and a well-balanced body. And his face was also quite handsome. Perhaps because of that, there were a considerable number of women among the spectators. But since he was being beaten by Gwak Wol, who was much younger than him, it was understandable that he would be angry.

He began his most proud chain attack. A technique that pushed like a storm. Its disadvantage was that it consumed a lot of stamina, but its destructive power was that great. It was a technique he had performed thinking that Gwak Wol would be lacking in strength. But the situation did not go as he had thought.

"A gap!"

Gwak Wol's sword, which had squeezed through the chain attack, poked the martial artist's shoulder. He flinched and retreated. This time too, the technique was not connected.

He felt like he was really going crazy. Whenever he performed a technique, she would cut it off in a really strange way. She would turn around and then suddenly put her sword between her armpits and attack, and she would also attack his thighs and knees by crawling on the ground in a strange posture with her body turned upside down.

It was a posture and attack that was strange to even call a technique, but the problem was that it worked.

"Isn't it too strange? How can she block all the attacks by doing that?"

"I know, right? I've never seen a duel like this in my life."

All the spectators said it was amazing. And they talked about what on earth the martial art that the participant named Gwak Wol was using was.

"But won't she lose in the end? There's a limit to a strange technique."

"Do you think so? I strangely feel like she won't lose."

Opinions were divided. Deungroe and Mun Geomyeong also watched the match with sweaty palms. Since Gwak Wol sometimes lost absurdly, the two of them couldn't relax their tension until the end.

"Hmm..."

There was an old swordsman who was watching Gwak Wol's match intently.

"Heh. What an interesting child."

He watched Gwak Wol's movements with constant admiration.

"It seems bizarre, but it's not chaotic. It's free and unrestrained, but it's faithful to the basics. Who on earth raised such a child?"

"Do you think she's good too? Cluck cluck cluck."

The old woman who was next to the swordsman with all white hair and beard said. The swordsman was also wearing white clothes, but the old woman was all black. Judging from her wrinkled face, she seemed old, but her hair was black.

And strangely, her hands were also black.

"Why? Are you interested?"

The Sword Saint, who was called the strongest among the Ten Great Masters, asked. Although he was disguised as another person on the outside, his true identity was the Sword Saint, Namgung Jincheon. At that, the old woman answered.

"I am interested. But I'm more curious about the person who raised that child."

"The same goes for me. It's strange. I've never heard of such a child."

"There you go again. Do you know everything in the world?"

Namgung Jincheon complained.

"When did I say I know everything? I'm just always interested in talented martial artists, so I'm always keeping up with the news. Isn't that why I came here?"

"That's right. You mean that guy named Mok Wigun who caught the single-horned great serpent?"

"Yes. The single-horned great serpent is something that only I, the Heavenly Demon, or the Blood Demon can catch."

The old woman shook her head.

"There you go again. That bragging."

"Ahem. Bragging? It's a clear fact."

Namgung Jincheon said that except for the Heavenly Demon and the Blood Demon, he couldn't think of anyone who could catch the single-horned great serpent.

"Didn't they say many people caught it? If there are many, they can catch it."

"The single-horned great serpent is not that kind of guy."

The Sword Saint said he had to see the horn at the Demon Dragon Manor in person. If he saw the horn, he would be able to tell if it was really a single-horned great serpent or a similar different monster.

"But is it okay to go around like this without letting the Martial Alliance kids know?"

"What's the use of letting those guys know? They're rotten bastards."

The Sword Saint sighed deeply.

"I wish that guy Mok Wigun was related to the Hermit Forest."

The Hermit Forest. A place that is passed down like a legend in the martial world. A place where retired martial world masters gather and live. There is a story that even if you are one of the Ten Great Masters, you can't avoid the lowest seat if you go to the Hermit Forest.

"Cluck cluck cluck. Do you think there's something like the Hermit Forest? You brat. That's just a story in a legend."

"Still, since there's such a story, there must be something. And the Hermit Forest is needed to deal with the people behind the Heavenly Demon and the Blood Demon."

The old woman shook her head.

"It's a futile hope."

"Hey. Gather your internal energy. Your transformation is coming undone."

"Oh. Really?"

The old woman touched her face. Perhaps because she had been careless, her face was melting and flowing down.

"I should have just used a human skin mask. It's so annoying."

She glanced around and then raised her internal energy. At that, the flesh on her face twitched and then returned to its original place.

"Just bear with it for a little while. Still, we have to do this to avoid people's eyes."

But after a while, an elder of the Huashan Sect approached the two.

"Are you perhaps the Black and White Twin Freaks seniors?"

"What if we are, and what if we're not?"

The old woman answered roughly and then waved her hand slightly.

"Ugh."

The elder of Huashan was pushed back by the palm force.

"We want to be alone, so go away."

"I understand. If you have any inconvenience, please let me know."

The Black and White Twin Freaks were masters who were between the righteous and the evil, and they had not shown themselves for more than twenty years. The two were a couple, and the man was a considerable handsome man, but the woman was very ugly. And the husband always wore white clothes, and the woman always wore black clothes.

Since their appearance was so unique, the people who knew them would never forget them. Besides, although the two were between the righteous and the evil, people didn't like them because they were so eccentric. They had almost no close martial artist friends.

"You have to give them a blow to make them quiet."

"Isn't that why you chose the Black and White Twin Freaks?"

The two had already passed away a few years ago. The only people who knew that were the two who had transformed into them. So there was no one in the world who would suspect the two.

"By the way, what are you going to do about the master who has undergone rejuvenation?"

"I have to check that too. But that's just something that came out in passing."

The Sword Saint said he didn't know for sure who it was or where they were active.

"Oh. I wanted to see more, but that child won."

"It's because the opponent was too stupid."

The Sword Saint was very disappointed. But now it was time to do what he had originally intended to do.

"I have to request more accurate information from Haomun."

"Then let's meet that guy Mok Wigun and then go to Haomun."

"Let's do that."

And so, the two of them left.

* * *

"You did well."

The first day of the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly was a series of upsets. And the protagonists of the upsets were Gwak Wol, Deungroe, and Won Gagyeol.

"Mun Geomyeong, don't be too discouraged. Among the four, your opponent was the strongest. He was a person who had reached the round of 16 in the main tournament last year."

"I'm fine."

Mun Geomyeong's heart was relieved after hearing the story earlier. Because that martial artist had confirmed that he had done well enough so far. So he had the mindset that he could start again from now on.

"Actually, you know that the three of them were also a bit lucky, right?"

"I think I won with my skills."

Gwak Wol is honestly an exception. Mok Wigun had also watched from afar, and it was true that she had won with her skills. She had muttered to herself until the sun rose yesterday and then had suddenly collapsed and slept.

And when she woke up, her skills had suddenly improved. She had gained enlightenment.

"But won't you teach me that amazing thing again?"

"For now, after you've digested what you've learned."

Mok Wigun knew well when and what to teach. And he couldn't just take care of the disciples who were in the individual competition. He also had to pay attention to the group competition. On top of that, he also had to keep an eye on Pung Chosan.

"Alright. The first opponent is not that difficult, so go out and do your best."

Won Gagyeol's skills had also improved, so he could expect a victory from the four. Then even if the other kids all lost, if Pung Chosan won, it would be 5 wins.

Besides, the first opponent was a sect that was participating for the first time. It was a new sect and was full of enthusiasm, but it was a place that didn't have a proper foundation yet. Still, just in case, Mok Wigun had looked, and the opponent was at a level where he could win without much difficulty.

"Alright. Let's go and win."

Mok Wigun said that and then handed over the list of participants to Jeung Yakcheon. Because it was the principle that the leader submitted it.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, the Zhongnan Sect would have been finished."

Jeung Yakcheon, perhaps because of what he had said before, usually maintained a rigid attitude. But it seemed he had been constantly anxious inside.

As soon as he got good results in the individual competition, he said he was relieved and spoke to Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu. His sighing appearance was pitiful.

"You're doing well. If we just go on like this, I think there will be a good result."

But where there is light, there is also darkness. Taeseokgwan was in a daze from the shock. And Baek Seokhu and Lady Jang were the same.

"No. Didn't you say they wouldn't make it past today? But three of them are advancing to the next round?"

Taeseokgwan had nothing to say. He had expected that all the second-generation disciples would be eliminated, but only one had been eliminated.

"What should we do? We can't change the match-up table now."

Since it was already decided, it couldn't be changed again. Taeseokgwan first calmed the people down.

"Even if they go up like this, they will meet with stronger masters. It was all planned with that in mind, so there's no problem."

"Are you sure this time? Then where do you think the second-generation disciples will be eliminated?"

Taeseokgwan told him his prediction.

"The kids named Deungroe and Gwak Wol, in three days, and the kid named Won Gagyeol, in two days. After that, you won't see them in the stadium."

"Are you sure this time?"

"Let's see and talk. Have I ever said anything foolish?"

When Baek Seokhu pushed a little strongly, Taeseokgwan got angry. But Baek Seokhu did not back down.

"Didn't that happen today! If Zhongnan remains in the Nine Sects One Gang, it will be a really big problem."

Taeseokgwan was flustered by Baek Seokhu's strong words. He had only been respected so far, and this was the first time he had been pushed like this.

"I've bet everything on this. If it goes wrong this time, everything will be ruined. At that time, I won't die alone. Do you understand?"

"Please calm down for now."

The opponent seemed to be really risking his life. Taeseokgwan also had no choice but to back down.

"Why are you worrying from now on? They will never go up there, so don't worry."

"I understand. I'll trust you one more time."

Baek Seokhu stood up from his seat and then went out with a 'huff'. Lady Jang also looked around and then quietly went out. At that, Taeseokgwan grabbed the corner of the desk. The wood creaked and crumbled. Taeseokgwan grabbed the desk until blood came out of his hand.

* * *

"Hey. I think someone's here."

Pyon Juksu said.

"Who is it?"

"I think it's the strongest among the people we've faced so far."

It means he is a person who is stronger than Mugwang, Daoist Master Chongun, and Seomun Daecheol of the Folding Snow Valley. Then there are only the martial artists who are in the top ranks among the Ten Great Masters.

"Let's go out."

Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu went out to greet the guests.

(End of Chapter)