The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 130

"This is the Taoist Master Chongun."

He revealed his identity while making a fist salute. Taoist Master Chongun of Wudang is a quite famous person. His reputation was also excellent, so when he stepped forward, everyone showed him respect.

"I have been watching the tournament as an observer, and since a matter of suspected fraud has been discovered, I will officially report it to the Murim Alliance."

He didn't have the authority to investigate it himself, and he was just going to report it. Because that was the mission he was entrusted with. The face of the Huashan Sect elder rotted. Then, without any particular words, he took his disciples and left. He knew that any words were useless now.

And so, the sect battle between the Zhongnan Sect and the Huashan Sect ended with the Zhongnan Sect's victory. But although the match was over, the incident was just beginning.

* * *

"What kind of disgrace is this? Isn't it?"

The Huashan Sect leader said to the people in front of him with a smile. The people thought it would be better if he got angry and shouted instead.

"Gyojin also lost, and the sect battle was also lost. What should we do now?"

The sect leader's calm voice. But the people gathered here all knew that he was on the verge of exploding.

"Let's say something."

No one opened their mouths. But the problem is not solved just because you don't say anything. Inevitably, Taeseokgwan stepped forward.

"I think we should go back to the previous state."

"The previous state?"

"Yes. We'll say there was a problem with the match and invalidate it."

The sect leader chuckled. It was a story they had briefly talked about this afternoon. He had said that the atmosphere of the sect battle was strange and that they should prepare a countermeasure.

"I said it just in case, but you're saying we should do it."

"Yes. That's right. It's unacceptable for the Huashan Sect to be eliminated like this."

The other elders didn't know what he was talking about and were all curious. Taeseokgwan explained.

"The match-up table itself has a problem. So we have to have the match again. That's what I'm saying."

"There has to be a reason."

"We can just make up a reason. I'm thinking of making an issue of the mark left on the stone wall."

Taeseokgwan had a problem with the stone wall. The match-up table was made based on that value, but there was a problem from the beginning. Since the match-up table was made incorrectly, the matches so far are invalid.

Anyone who heard it would think it was a stretch. But the elders all agreed that it was a good idea. Because there was no other way.

"There will be a backlash..."

"There will also be people who like it. Then should we have the match again from the very beginning?"

"Shouldn't we?"

An elder asked.

"It seems there will be a lot to do. Will we be able to prepare in time?"

"We're doing it, so we'll have to speed it up."

Someone, as if the current situation was absurd, said in a self-reproachful voice.

"Heh heh. To think that our Huashan has to do something like this."

"What can we do? It's better than not even making it to the main tournament."

The Huashan Sect had never been eliminated in the preliminaries in the sect battle until now.

"The record is eternal."

It may be noisy for a while. They will raise suspicions and curse. But people forget quickly.

"After a few years, they won't even remember that such a thing happened."

Hearing that, the sect leader intervened.

"That's right. Hurry up. Let's announce it tomorrow and quickly resolve it."

And so, the Huashan Sect's position was decided.

* * *

"What's going on? A major announcement?"

A sudden news. A story came out that the tournament headquarters would make a major announcement. All sorts of speculations were rampant.

And the announcement time. A Huashan Sect elder went up on the platform. Despite the sudden news, a huge number of people gathered.

"We have been working day and night to proceed with the tournament smoothly. And then we discovered that there was a very serious error."

The elder said that he had discovered that there was a problem with the stone wall used when registering for the competition.

"All stone walls must have the same strength for accurate measurement. But we found that some stone walls were soft or harder, so the measurement was not done properly."

Mok Wigun, who was listening to the announcement, said.

"He has a talent for making a very simple story stiff and difficult."

"Because there are people who think they are great only when they do that."

Pyon Juksu chimed in. In the meantime, the elder's announcement continued.

"We have confirmed that there was a problem with the progress of the fair tournament due to that mistake. Accordingly, we have made a major decision after much deliberation."

From now on is the real thing, and everyone focused on what would be said.

"The matches that have been held so far will all be invalidated, and after re-measurement, the matches will be held again from the beginning."

Everyone had a blank expression. An unprecedented situation. To invalidate all the matches and do them again. It was something that had never happened anywhere before.

"What do you mean by that? Then can the people who were eliminated also compete again?"

"That's right. All the matches that have been held so far are invalid."

Questions erupted from here and there. A considerable number of them were questions about whether the people who had been eliminated also had a chance again. In fact, most of them were people that Huashan had planted. Because this way, they could lead the atmosphere in the direction they wanted.

As expected, the people's reaction was not bad. There are more people who have been eliminated than people who have advanced. But who would dislike it when they are given a chance? Besides, they say it's the right thing to do. When the atmosphere seemed to be going well, the elder shouted.

"We have judged that it is right to invalidate it because the match-up table was made with the wrong criteria. So we will re-measure, make a new match-up table based on that, and then proceed with the tournament again."

The Huashan Sect elder, who was speaking as if it was confirmed. At that, Mok Wigun suddenly stepped forward.

"By whose authority?"

It was a sound that was so full of internal energy that it echoed everywhere. People were whispering.

"That person is the master of the Demon Dragon Manor."

"The person who caught that single-horned great serpent?"

As expected, it's convenient if you have a reputation. As soon as the story of the Demon Dragon Manor and the single-horned great serpent came out, no one picked a fight. The power of the Demon Dragon Manor was that great.

"What do you mean by that? Is there a problem?"

The Huashan Sect elder said.

"Of course. The stone wall that has a problem. Who confirmed that?"

"The organizers did."

"The organizers mean you guys did it, right? Let us check that too."

The Huashan Sect elder's expression hardened.

"That's troublesome. We've already disposed of all of them."

"So you guys checked it by yourselves and got rid of all of them?"

At Mok Wigun's words, the buzz grew louder again.

"Isn't this because the Huashan Sect was eliminated?"

"That's right. Gyojin was also eliminated, and the Huashan Sect was also eliminated in the sect battle. So it seems they're playing a trick like this."

The atmosphere was reversed. No matter how you think about it, isn't it a strange thing? Of course, the people who had made the atmosphere were the people that Mok Wigun had planted.

"Even if you dispose of it, there will be remaining pieces, right? Even with just the pieces, verification is possible, so let's see those pieces."

"That's..."

As Mok Wigun came out persistently, the Huashan Sect elder was in trouble.

"That's troublesome."

"So why is it troublesome? Can't you just let us check the pieces?"

Mok Wigun, who was looking at the flustered elder, said.

"I knew this would happen, so I had people bring those pieces. They'll arrive in a little while, so let's all check them together."

When he shouted loudly at the surroundings, everyone responded. They were curious. Whether there was really a problem, or if the Huashan Sect was playing a trick for their own benefit.

The Huashan Sect elder hurriedly talked to the person next to him, and the person who had heard the words moved. It seemed he was going to inform the sect leader. Seeing that, Mok Wigun took out one more card.

"It seems it will be boring while we wait, so I have one more thing to say."

When Mok Wigun shouted, people paid attention again.

"There is something called the Gwanghyeoldan."

At Mok Wigun's words, there were people who were in an uproar here and there. Most of them were people who were a little older. Because to them, the Gwanghyeoldan was a name of fear.

"It's a medicine of the Blood Cult. If you take it, you go crazy. You exert monstrous strength."

"Phew. It was really amazing back then. The Murim became a sea of blood."

At the story of the Gwanghyeoldan, the expressions of the Huashan Sect people became serious. The guys whose faces had changed were the ones who knew something. But it seemed there weren't that many who knew. Among the Huashan Sect people, there were more who seemed to know nothing at all.

"A person who took that Gwanghyeoldan came out in the tournament."

At Mok Wigun's words, a commotion arose.

"No. What do you mean by that? A spy from the Blood Cult has come in?"

"Then isn't that a big problem? It means the Blood Cult could attack here."

Mok Wigun let the commotion spread enough and then clapped his hands and shouted.

"Alright! Alright! Please listen to my story more."

Mok Wigun shouted loudly and then moved the surroundings to make space.

"Alright. Bring him."

People brought a man with a large build. But the man's appearance was a little strange. He was limp, and he couldn't control his body properly. So he was almost dragged by the people.

"Huh? Isn't that the one who fought with Deungroe?"

There were people who recognized him.

"This person took the Gwanghyeoldan and inflicted a serious injury on the opponent."

Hostile gazes poured out. Because the Blood Cult was one of the groups that martial artists hated the most. Since they had caused a huge bloodbath and killed countless people, how could they have a good feeling?

And as the atmosphere ripened like that, he dropped a bombshell.

"And the one who gave this person the Gwanghyeoldan is Taeseokgwan of the Huashan Sect."

The people were stunned, but a huge protest poured out from the Huashan Sect's side.

"What do you mean by that? The Huashan Sect?"

"Can you take responsibility for those words? If it's a lie, even the Demon Dragon Manor will not be forgiven."

Mok Wigun answered those words.

"Of course. Of course, I will take responsibility. Instead, if it is revealed to be true, the Huashan Sect will also have to take responsibility for it, right?"

Mok Wigun, who was speaking confidently and proudly. At those words, people all looked at the Huashan Sect's side. A few people who were flustered. People instinctively felt it. Ah. There's something.

"Heh heh. What is this commotion?"

The Huashan Sect leader appeared. He quieted the crowd and then asked Mok Wigun.

"Is it true that that person took the Gwanghyeoldan?"

"It is."

"And how will you prove that?"

A pretty sharp question.

"I and the Physician Pyon who is here have confirmed it."

"Oh ho. Is that so? But only the people who raised the issue have confirmed it."

It was the sect leader who was returning what Mok Wigun had said when he was talking about the stone wall a little while ago. It means, how can we believe your words? But Mok Wigun was overjoyed at those words.

"Would it be right to ask you to believe just our words? We have to get verification from a credible place."

Mok Wigun said as if it was natural. And then he looked at the Huashan Sect leader and grinned.

"I have no intention of being unreasonable like that."

(End of Chapter)