The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 126

Gwak Wol took a sword and cut the ground, then used that force to go over Gyojin's head. She did an elegant somersault and came down twisting her body. Thanks to that, the attack of the life-saving technique, the Plum Blossom Shadow Covering the Mountain, was nullified. Because the attack range did not include the area above the head.

"Damn it!"

He was fully prepared for the opponent to come from the front or the side, but what if the opponent suddenly went over him and landed behind him? That was extremely bad news for him.

When Gyojin turned his head, he saw Gwak Wol, who was already in an attack stance. He hurriedly swung his sword and dodged backwards.

But an attack that was swung in a hurry could not be powerful. Gwak Wol slightly dodged the attack and then brought her wooden sword to Gyojin's neck.

"Gwak Wol wins!"

The referee's declaration spread everywhere.

"Ugh!!"

The main arena was filled with all sorts of emotions. Excitement, astonishment, disbelief, frustration, anger.

"Crazy! This is crazy!!"

Dogwang jumped up and down in excitement.

"I told you Gwak Wol would win."

On the other hand, there were also people who couldn't believe it at all. The elders of the sect leader's faction were like that.

"Isn't this a dream? Gyojin lost."

"Does this make any sense? This is ridiculous."

Someone's sadness is the other side's joy. The elders of the grand elder's faction approached and said.

"What do you mean it doesn't make sense? Didn't you all see it with your own eyes?"

"I knew it when he was acting up. I told you this would happen."

He said, as if to tease them with a gloating expression.

"What? These guys are fearless."

An elder of the sect leader's faction spat out harsh words. In fact, the sect leader's faction had held power for a long time. That's why they had been able to almost monopolize the participating disciples. To that extent, how ridiculous would the opponent have seemed? But since they were coming out with such harsh words, his anger boiled up.

An atmosphere as if they would draw their swords and fight at any moment. But there were too many eyes watching for that. The two factions glared at each other for a moment and then went their separate ways.

"I really didn't think she would win."

Mok Wigun said. In fact, he had thought the probability of winning was not high. He was proud of Gwak Wol, who was growing faster than he had thought. The Pyon Juksu who was next to him asked.

"Aren't you going to see her?"

"I have to go see Deungroe's match."

"You should at least go down and talk to her."

"We'll all see each other later anyway."

And now, even if it wasn't him, there were many people who would be by her side cheering. Because most of the Zhongnan Sect family members were gathered around Gwak Wol. So he thought it was better to go to Deungroe now.

"Hmm?"

Pyon Juksu turned his head and looked towards Deungroe's arena. Mok Wigun also felt something.

"What is it?"

A sticky and unpleasant energy. He felt that such an energy had suddenly increased.

"Let's go."

The two of them raised their bodies and headed to the arena where Deungroe was. Since the distance was not that far, they were able to arrive right away. But the inside of the arena was a bit suspicious. It was not clearly visible because of the people, but someone was lying down inside.

"Oh no!"

Mok Wigun ran like the wind and entered the arena. And he found Deungroe lying on the ground.

"Deungroe!"

Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu pushed the people aside and checked on Deungroe. He was bruised here and there, but that was nothing. More than that, his internal injuries were serious.

"What happened?"

"He was careless during the match and was hit by the opponent's palm force..."

Palm force? Is the opponent some kind of peerless master? The internal injuries that Deungroe had suffered were not something that the participants here could create.

And carelessness? Deungroe was not a disciple who would make such a mistake. The guy was honest. He was a disciple who just walked the path he was told to walk. So he had the least ups and downs. But carelessness? That's absolutely not it. But it wasn't the time to argue about such things.

"Let's move him for now."

Pyon Juksu also had a serious face. Mok Wigun had a lot to say, but he held it in for now. The priority now was to treat Deungroe.

Mok Wigun moved Deungroe onto a stretcher and then carried him to the villa with Pyon Juksu.

* * *

Fortunately, Deungroe stabilized. It was a natural result since Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu had stuck to him and treated him.

The Zhongnan Sect disciples who had run over after hearing that Deungroe was injured were relieved. Seeing them run over with pale faces, it seemed they had been very worried. And now they were taking turns nursing Deungroe.

"So it was about an hour after it started, and the opponent suddenly exerted monstrous strength and pushed?"

Mok Wigun, who had heard the disciple's words in another room, asked again to confirm. Deungroe had thought he could beat the opponent. Although it wasn't an easy opponent, Deungroe's growth was also steep.

So most of the Zhongnan Sect people were watching and cheering for Gwak Wol's match. The disciple whom Mok Wigun had just asked was one of the few disciples who had been watching Deungroe's match.

"That's right."

"Alright. That's enough, you can leave now."

After sending the disciple out, he asked Pyon Juksu.

"What do you think?"

"What I felt at that time was a feeling similar to the Blood Explosion Art."

The Blood Explosion Art, which had made the Blood Cult's name known to the world in fear. A cursed martial art that allows even an ordinary warrior to become a master in an instant by drawing out their latent power. It has the characteristic of making them go crazy and fight until they die when it is performed.

"It's not the Blood Explosion Art. If he had used that, it wouldn't have been that kind of feeling."

"That's right. It would have been stronger and thicker."

Then it means he used a martial art or a drug that has a similar effect.

"He used that in the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly?"

Unless he was crazy, he wouldn't have used it himself. The Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly is not full of fools, and it is full of martial artists who are renowned in the Murim. Of course, there would be people who would notice that it was strange.

"Then it means some force was at work."

There is only one answer. This could not have happened without the power of the host, the Huashan Sect, at work.

"Phew. Look at these guys."

Mok Wigun stood up from his seat. But at that moment, a message came that someone had come. What was a little unusual was that he had said he would wait outside the main gate. Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu went out the main gate of the villa.

"This way."

A man said from under a tree in the distance. When he approached, it was a person he had never seen before.

"What is it?"

"I came to tell you about today's incident. But it's not good to be seen by people, so I asked to see you outside like this."

It seemed he had some scheme. But it was fine. Because all he had to do was to find out who had done it.

"The one who did this is Taeseokgwan. He's a member of the sect leader's faction."

"Taeseokgwan!"

He was a guy who had been on his mind anyway. Although he had been acting up here and there, he had left him alone because he hadn't done anything directly harmful.

"And it seems that the Baek family and Lady Jang of the Mok family are also involved. There is someone who has seen the three of them meeting often."

"Hmm..."

In a way, it was a good thing. Because it was an opportunity to take care of them all at once.

"But how was he injured?"

"There is a secret medicine of the Blood Cult. It's called the Gwanghyeoldan."

He said that he had secretly researched and improved it, and that he had handed it over today.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Mok Wigun asked, looking at the opponent's eyes. The man looked around and then said quietly.

"That thing is something that should not be in the world. The person who used it will become a cripple. To think of using such a medicine. So he should receive a proper punishment."

You can just punish him. Mok Wigun wanted to ask that.

- He wants you to attack the sect leader's faction.

Pyon Juksu sent a telepathic message.

- I know. Then this guy must belong to the opposing faction.

Two factions competing for the interests of a large sect. Of course, if there is a case, they will use it to press down on the other side.

"But there's no evidence that it's the Gwanghyeoldan."

"You have to secure the person who took it. They might do something today, so you have to move quickly."

Mok Wigun was also thinking about it. And he had confirmed that he was in his accommodation. He was planning to protest to the tournament headquarters tomorrow and call the person in question to confirm. But from what he was saying, it seemed they would kill him right away today.

'Well, the dead can't speak.'

From the perspective of the people who had planned this, that would be the best. Mok Wigun nodded.

"I understand. I'll move right away."

But he wouldn't move in the way they wanted. As soon as the man disappeared, Mok Wigun called Pyon Juksu.

"You have to go and get that guy."

"Me?"

"Yes. I think I have to stay here, so you're the only one who can go."

Pyon Juksu looked at the inside of the villa for a moment. It seemed he was looking in the direction where Deungroe was.

"Alright. I'll go."

"Wait. Don't go alone, take someone with you."

Mok Wigun told him to wait for a moment. After a while, a few people came out, and they moved together with Pyon Juksu. They were people from the Son family. He had deliberately sent them together so that they would be involved from the beginning. And so, Pyon Juksu and his party disappeared into the darkness.

* * *

"This is going to be dangerous for the sect battle. What are you all doing?"

The Huashan Sect leader was very angry.

"Don't you all know how much effort we put in to exclude the Zhongnan Sect?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't we know that?"

Everyone gathered here knows well. The sect leader, as if he was frustrated, slammed the desk.

"Now the Zhongnan Sect is not the problem. The Huashan Sect might be eliminated in the sect battle."

Looking at the current situation, he couldn't tell what would happen. The power of the Zhongnan Sect had become that strong.

"How about we do this?"

One of the elders gave an opinion.

"Call the disciples who are out."

Among the second-generation disciples, there are also a considerable number of disciples who are out. Because they had to let them gain experience in the Murim and also participate in the activities of the Martial Alliance. Among them, there were also disciples who were more skilled than the disciples who were currently participating in the sect battle.

"Who is a disciple who is nearby?"

"There are about three disciples who can arrive within two days."

"Then call them right away."

But there was a problem. They had not registered to participate. You have to register at the beginning to participate. The disciples they were trying to call now had of course not registered. Because they had known that they would not be participating this time.

"I will take care of that."

Taeseokgwan stepped forward and said.

"Can you handle it cleanly?"

"Of course. I will make it perfect on paper."

And so, the Huashan Sect made a countermeasure.

And at the same time, Mok Wigun was also gathering the disciples and talking to prepare for the sect battle with the Huashan Sect.

"You all know that Deungroe is injured."

His life is not in danger, and he will be able to recover his martial arts. But it was impossible to regain his former skills in a short period of time.

"So Deungroe is out of the sect battle."

On top of that, Mok Wigun said something more shocking.

"And Gwak Wol is also out."

(End of Chapter)