The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 150

Normally, it's something that can't happen. Does it make sense to suddenly change the rules during a tournament? But power makes the impossible possible.

"How did the rules change?"

"Well, isn't it obvious?"

He said the tournament rules had been changed to be advantageous to large sects like Wudang and Shaolin. They didn't even do the test for creating the match-up table. He said the organizers had decided as they pleased based on the preliminary records.

"This is just blatant manipulation."

"That's what I'm saying. It hasn't been announced yet, but if you look at the match-up table, it will be a real spectacle."

If not, why would they suddenly change what they had been doing?

"They're conscious of us."

"That's right. They don't want to be disgraced themselves."

They had confirmed that the Huashan Sect had been utterly disgraced. There was no law saying it wouldn't happen in the main tournament as well.

"Seeing that they've taken such measures, they must have judged that there would be a problem if they went on like this."

"What a bunch of cheap bastards."

That's what power is. Those who have it don't want to lose it. A crisis where power is shaken arises? Then they try to block it somehow. And in doing so, they keep overdoing it.

But that brought about a huge backlash. Not only individuals but also small and medium-sized sects all rose up, so it was extremely difficult for the Wudang Sect, which was running the tournament. Thanks to that, the tournament, which should have started two days ago, had not yet been held.

"What exactly has changed?"

"First of all, the sect battle is not over after nine people have a confrontation."

"Then?"

"A formation battle has been added."

A formation battle? What is this again?

"Why a formation battle all of a sudden?"

"They say it's necessary. They gave some strange reason, but everyone is not convinced."

Of course. It's not like the rules have changed slightly, but a formation battle has been added.

"Not every sect has a formation. Besides, even if they do, they wouldn't have prepared at all."

"Of course. Aha. Places like Shaolin or Wudang must have been told in advance and prepared."

Large sects led by Shaolin and Wudang mostly have their own formations. Representative ones are Shaolin's Arhat Formation, Wudang's Seven Star Sword Formation, and the Beggars' Sect's Dog Beating Formation.

On top of that, originally, the preliminary members participated in the main tournament as they were, but they had also made it possible to change that. A scheme that was clearly conscious of Zhongnan.

"On top of that, do you know what's funny?"

"What else is there?"

Pung Chosan let out a hollow laugh with a dumbfounded expression.

"They changed it so that you can stop once during a confrontation."

"What does that mean? Stopping in the middle of a confrontation. It's not even a children's game."

They were determined to make a mess of the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly. Where in the world is there a case of stopping for a moment while fighting? What's even funnier is that you can stop and rest for about half a quarter of an hour, and you can get advice then.

"Rest and advice?"

This was also overwhelmingly advantageous to the large sects. If they stop at a decisive moment and the masters of the sect give appropriate advice, the atmosphere can change completely. Mok Wigun asked urgently.

"Can you eat something while resting?"

"I haven't heard that, but it seems there are no particular restrictions."

In that case, the story is different. In fact, when it comes to advice, there is no one who can follow Mok Wigun. So if they eat the Cheongsim Hwallyeokhwan while resting and recover their stamina, and listen to Mok Wigun's advice? The most advantageous is Zhongnan.

"We have to practice the formation."

The formation was not certain. He would have to see how quickly they could adapt and absorb the content. But if they just don't meet a strong enemy in the beginning, it's worth a try. Pung Chosan, who heard Mok Wigun muttering like that, asked.

"Will it really be okay to do it as it has been changed?"

"It's not particularly disadvantageous to us. I don't know about the formation, but seeing what we've done so far, it seems there's a possibility."

He said that in the individual competition, only the part about being able to stop once in the middle had changed. They must be thinking that they are advantageous if they just prevent losing by mistake in the individual competition.

"In that case, there's no reason to object."

"What are you talking about? We have to object desperately. So that we can buy time to practice the formation."

Mok Wigun immediately went outside and ran towards the tournament headquarters.

* * *

"You have to go now."

Although his subordinates urged him, Zhong Entai could not easily take his leave. It was because he didn't want to end his meeting with Mok Wigun like this. He was watching Mok Wigun running towards the tournament headquarters in the distance.

"It's a pity."

He wanted to talk more with Mok Wigun. He wanted to leave after being connected in some way, whether it was an alliance or a cooperative relationship.

But this was the King of Chu's sphere of influence. Although the King of Chu would not invade this place rashly, acknowledging Wudang's power, you never know. Besides, news had been received that the King of Chu, who was angry about this incident, had sent his subordinates this way. So he couldn't stay any longer.

"There will be another chance."

The scholar who had come from the Son family said.

"I hope so. But when I see him next time, it might be too late."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think Manor Lord Mok's actions so far are a coincidence?"

Zhong Entai was sure they were not.

"The connection with the Chang'an magistrate could be a coincidence, but the actions after that cannot be a coincidence."

He had annihilated the forces in the vicinity of Chang'an in the Flame Pond. Zhong Entai was thinking that Mok Wigun had made it so. And then he had returned as if to show off with the symbol of the single-horned great serpent's horn. Marching with the horn in front so that everyone could see.

"After that, he pacified the Chang'an area."

"Since the existing forces have fallen and a new strongman has appeared, it must be natural."

"There's that too, but didn't he even make a flag? I think that's really amazing."

The flag with the horn drawn on it. It is a symbol of the Demon Dragon Manor's powerful strength. Because it is a mark that he caught the single-horned great serpent. At the same time, it also means that the place where that flag flies is the Demon Dragon Manor's territory. And that flag was gradually spreading far and wide.

"Alright. Let's say that up to that point is within the realm of what a sect can do. But this time it is not. He has crushed the King of Chu."

Unless Mok Wigun was a fool, he wouldn't have done that without any thought. He had done so because he was confident that he could also deal with the King of Chu.

"That's true. He is certainly expanding his sphere of influence."

The scholar said.

"Yes. You have to see it as having already become a single force. Now, even the Chang'an magistrate or the general's manor won't be able to look down on him."

"In that case, won't the magistrate or the general's manor be wary?"

"It's something he has to go through anyway. If I were to bet money on one of them, I would definitely bet on Manor Lord Mok."

That's why Zhong Entai was feeling regretful. Because it was advantageous to him to make some kind of promise before the force became stronger. But Mok Wigun had no such thoughts at all.

"The era of the Five Hegemons is over. It will be noisy for a while."

"Because the King of Chu will not stand still."

"Is it only the King of Chu? The imperial family's side is also in a state of disarray, and the movements in the Western Shu region are also suspicious."

After being organized into the Five Hegemons, they had each accumulated their strength. It was time for that strength to burst out. It had been a chaotic time until now, but from now on, a much more cruel period would come. A period where blood and white bones cover the world.

"It seems it will be difficult for me to stay any longer, so you watch carefully."

Zhong Entai said to the scholar. And then he left with his subordinates. The Hegemon of Jiangdong, Zhong Entai, returned to his base without any particular gains.

* * *

"No, does this make sense?"

People pointed their fingers and protested strongly.

"Alright. Alright. Please don't do this and go back. It's no use talking here."

The Wudang disciple who was dealing with them spoke as if begging them to please go back, but no one listened to him.

For them too, this was a matter they could not possibly concede. Who would stand for it when the rules were changed to be unilaterally advantageous only to the large sects?

"Bring out the person in charge! Huh?"

"That's right. Explain clearly who changed it and why."

"What's there to explain? We have to proceed as originally planned."

Voices making their own claims poured out from all sides. At that, someone came out of the headquarters building.

"Primordial Heavenly Lord!"

It wasn't a very loud voice, but it was a voice that was clearly heard even by the person at the very back. And it rang in his head like a bell. The one who had unleashed the sound attack was Daoist Master Hyungwang. When he appeared, showing his skill, all sides became quiet.

"If so many people talk at once, there is no way to do anything. So please choose a representative and talk with us."

Mok Wigun, who had run up to the vicinity, heard Hyungwang's words and thought it was a very clever strategy. Although it was also the only way to do it realistically.

"Let's do that. Let's pick a representative."

But the problem was who to make the representative. Over that, a debate broke out among the people. To become a representative, it had to be a person that most of the people here could accept.

But where is such a person easy to find?

"The Yeonnam Iron Sword is worthy of being a representative."

"What are you talking about? I think the Flying Heavenly Divine Palm is good."

In an instant, it became a mess. They recommended each other, and his ears were about to go deaf from all the sounds of 'yes' and 'no'. Still, after the commotion, a few candidates were selected. And at that time, Mok Wigun, who had just arrived, said.

"I'd like to join the delegation and talk."

Seeing that Mok Wigun was young, people snorted.

"Where does a young brat think this is?"

"Do you think a representative is some neighborhood alley captain?"

But among them, there were also people who knew Mok Wigun.

"Oh... isn't that the Demon Dragon Manor Lord?"

"That's right. It's Manor Lord Mok of the Demon Dragon Manor."

At the words 'Demon Dragon Manor', people's gazes changed. One of the most famous people in the martial world right now is Mok Wigun of the Demon Dragon Manor. The story of him catching the single-horned great serpent had spread far and wide, so there was no one who didn't know the Demon Dragon Manor Lord.

"Ahem. If it's the Demon Dragon Manor Lord, I think he's qualified..."

The people who had been looking down on him immediately changed their attitude. The martial world is a world of the strong. Even if you are young, if you are strong, you have to bow down right away.

"I am Mok Wigun of the Demon Dragon Manor. May I join the delegation?"

No one objected. But someone said.

"But it seems the Demon Dragon Manor Lord is not participating in the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly..."

"I'm not participating directly, but I have a connection with Zhongnan."

Those who knew the situation whispered from all sides. They were talking about what had happened in the Western Academy preliminaries.

"In that case, I think he is fully qualified to be a member of the delegation."

And so, Mok Wigun joined the delegation that would negotiate with the tournament headquarters. And the rest of the members of the delegation were also sorted out. When the delegation was formed like that, a Wudang disciple guided the delegation inside.

"This way, please."

The inside of the headquarters was very spacious. Papers related to the tournament were scattered here and there, and a match-up table was attached to one wall.

When Mok Wigun approached and looked, as expected. The first confrontation of the sect battle was between Shaolin and Zhongnan. A scheme to eliminate Zhongnan without giving them time to prepare.

Mok Wigun stepped forward. And then he threw a punch at the match-up table.

Boom!!

With a loud noise like a bomb exploding, the match-up table was shattered, and its pieces scattered in the air.

(End of Chapter)