The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 151

People rushed out from inside, and everyone who was moving with him looked towards where Mok Wigun was.

"My. What is this?"

A situation where everyone was only looking at Mok Wigun's mouth. But Mok Wigun said as if it were no big deal.

"Something absurd was hanging there, so I just touched it lightly, but it broke like this. It seems the material is weak."

How could that be? The Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly is an event that the Martial Alliance and the Wudang Sect, which is hosting it this year, consider very important.

Just look at this area. Even though it's a temporary building, the wood used is all large and sturdy. But only the match-up table was made of a flimsy material? Besides, where is there a material that would shatter into pieces just by being touched?

"Ahem. For now, we have prepared a place, so please come."

If he makes an issue of that now, the situation will become complicated. The Wudang disciple in charge of guiding them first guided the group to the place where they would have the meeting.

Perhaps because they were exhilarated by the shattering of the match-up table, the atmosphere of the group was not bad. Before, there was a sense of awkwardness, but they were now talking naturally.

"Doesn't it feel like it's old for a temporary building?"

"It's because of the wood that was used."

One person, who seemed to have participated in the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly for a long time, explained.

"The finals of the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly are hosted alternately by Shaolin and Wudang every year."

"That's right."

"But how can they get new wood and build it every time? So they store what they used well and build the building with it. That's why it feels old."

"Ah. So that's why."

The people looked at the building once more. In the meantime, the group was guided to a large room, and a few people from the Wudang Sect, including the Daoist Master Hyungwang who had come out earlier, were waiting.

After a light greeting, they sat down, and Hyungwang spoke first.

"What is the problem?"

"Isn't it strange to ask what the problem is after suddenly changing the rules?"

Mok Wigun answered right away.

"First, we need to correct a misunderstanding."

Hyungwang said that they had not suddenly changed the rules.

"In the case of the formation battle, it was originally there. But at some point, it was changed so that it was not done."

"So you didn't change it, but revived it?"

"That's right."

It's a play on words. Does it make any sense to suddenly add something just because it was there in the past? But the Wudang side seemed to have used their heads quite a bit.

"What is the purpose of the Heavenly Martial Arts Assembly? Isn't it to exist to repel the forces of evil like the Demonic Cult or the Blood Cult when they rise?"

The public justification is that.

"When fighting such enemies, formations are essential. Rather, it is stranger that we have not had formation battles until now."

"But no matter how good the intention is, isn't it too much to change it so suddenly? It should be done from the next tournament."

"Hmph..."

Hyungwang let out a deep sigh and then said carefully.

"This is confidential, so only those present here should know. Do you promise?"

Everyone nodded with a serious face. Mok Wigun also promised for now.

"There is information that the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult have been moving recently. It is overwhelming to deal with even one, but they are said to be moving at the same time."

"No. Is that really true?"

Everyone was surprised.

The Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult are objects of fear. Whenever they rose up in a big way, countless blood was shed. But not just one, but two at the same time? This was a really big incident.

"No. But I've never heard such a story..."

"We are still strictly controlling the information. If the enemy notices, they may rush out, and if that happens, the damage will be great."

So the enemy is quietly preparing in the dark. We have found that out and are preparing. But if this fact becomes known, the enemies will reveal themselves and attack, saying they have no choice since they have been discovered. That's what he meant.

'Nonsense. If it were that serious, they wouldn't have told us here.'

How can you guarantee that the story won't spread from here? That statement is a lie. Although there may be some truth to it.

'Perhaps some trace of the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult has been discovered.'

He had heard from the Sword Saint. That the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult were also related to those guys. So they must have moved in some way, and he thought that had been reported to the Martial Alliance. But the other people became serious.

"Hmph. Isn't this a really big problem?"

"That's what I'm saying. To think the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult are appearing at the same time."

Hyungwang watched the atmosphere and then, when the noise subsided a little, said.

"That's why we also included the formation. And the reason we made it possible to stop in the middle and give advice is also for that reason."

It was a measure that came out after putting their heads together and discussing to improve their martial arts skills even a little.

'Whoever it was, they used their head quite a bit. If it's the Blood Cult or the Demonic Cult, it's hard to object.'

But Mok Wigun was not. He said in a strange tone.

"Then you can just add a formation battle as an extra. Without making the score as high as it is now."

Since they have to determine a winner, there is a score for each match. The confrontation where nine people compete is one point each. The formation battle is nine points. In effect, the side that wins the formation battle wins.

When Mok Wigun pointed that out, Hyungwang showed a momentary look of panic. Mok Wigun did not miss that and drove the point home.

"If you give nine points like now, doesn't it seem like a sect that is skilled in formations has plotted it for themselves to win?"

"That's true too. The score is too high."

One of the delegates chimed in. He was a bit old and looked very dignified.

"That's what I'm saying. I'm worried that the noble intention of preparing for the rise of the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult will be obscured. So it would be better to get rid of the score altogether and have it as an extra match."

"Haha. Of course, we could do that, but if there is no score at all, there will be no motivation."

Hyungwang made a lame excuse. That if there is a score, they will do their best to win.

"In that case, we can make it one point."

Someone in the delegation said. At that, the person right next to him added.

"If it's one point, there could be a tie, so if we're going to do it, shouldn't we make it two points?"

Hyungwang didn't know what to do. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But he couldn't say anything.

"For now, I think we need to inform the Martial Alliance and get their opinion."

"I hope someone with full authority comes to the next meeting. Everyone is busy, so wouldn't it be tiring for everyone if we drag this on like this?"

Everyone agreed with Mok Wigun's words. Hyungwang's expression momentarily frowned. It meant that since you don't have decision-making authority, someone higher than you should come. But he soon returned to a calm expression and said.

"I will do so."

And so, the matter of the formation battle was hastily concluded for now. Next was the matter of being able to stop in the middle of a match. A really intense debate broke out over this.

"Are you going to ask to stop for a moment in the middle of a fight with the Demonic Cult? What kind of nonsense is this?"

"This is not a life-or-death battle. If your skills can improve by doing so, then it's something you can do."

"Do your skills improve by doing that? Rather, I think you'll get into the habit of being careless."

Tense opinions were exchanged. And it was so much of a parallel line that no conclusion was reached. But in the middle of the debate, Mok Wigun suddenly spoke up.

"That's that, but shouldn't we redraw the match-up table first?"

The finals match-up table was created by the organizers after reviewing the preliminary records. This was also something that was originally decided after an inspection, but they had changed it. Everyone was not paying attention because the match-up table had not been announced, but this was also an important issue.

"It seems it would be fair if we do an inspection like before and create the match-up table with that record."

"That's right."

The delegation all agreed with Mok Wigun's opinion. Everyone had seen Mok Wigun shatter the match-up table. They could roughly guess why he had done it.

"Hmm... I understand. It will take time, but let's do that."

Hyungwang accepted the opinion. But Mok Wigun quickly added to that.

"It would be good for a few people to observe to see if it is done fairly. Then there will be no other words."

"Hmph... that's a bit troublesome."

Since they had to manipulate it, there shouldn't be people observing. Hyungwang strongly expressed his opposition.

"Are you saying you can't trust the Wudang Sect? Are you thinking of the great Wudang Sect as a group that engages in trickery?"

When Hyungwang raised his voice, everyone shut their mouths. Who would want to be at odds with the Wudang Sect? But Mok Wigun glared at Hyungwang and said.

"Daoist Master. I'm saying this because I'm worried. No matter how we do it now, there will be talk. But if our side observes, it will be resolved naturally."

"Still, it's troublesome. This is also stated in the internal rules of the tournament."

Mok Wigun looked at Hyungwang with eyes full of suspicion.

"The fact that you can't accept this means you're going to do something to the match-up table..."

"Watch your words! Are you trying to make an enemy of the Wudang Sect now?"

Hyungwang shouted. At that, Mok Wigun suddenly slammed the table with both hands and stood up.

"Are you saying you want to fight with the Demon Dragon Manor?"

A sound that made his ears go numb. Besides, it was something people had not expected at all, so everyone was flustered. Everyone stared at Mok Wigun with their mouths agape.

"What's the problem? Is there some big problem if we observe?"

A resounding voice that echoed in the room. Mok Wigun's voice was so loud that it could be heard all the way outside.

"If this is the case, let's just overturn everything. If we can't trust each other, what's the point of having a tournament? If we can't even trust each other with the tournament rules, how can we fight the Demonic Cult or the Blood Cult?"

In war, if allies can't trust each other, you can never win. Mok Wigun's words were scathing. The delegation members unknowingly clenched their fists and cheered for Mok Wigun. On the other hand, the Wudang Sect people were at a complete loss.

"If you keep talking nonsense, the tournament can't be held. And the responsibility for that lies with Wudang. Wudang will have to compensate for the time and effort of everyone gathered here."

Mok Wigun declared to the Wudang Sect people who couldn't say anything.

"Why? How dare you do such a thing to the great Wudang Sect? No. I can do it. I'll make sure to get everything back, no matter what I have to do."

Mok Wigun was famous for catching the single-horned great serpent. And he was also quite famous for something else, which was that he always kept his promises.

"I promise. So make a choice. I'm also busy, so I can't wait long. Give me a definite answer by tomorrow."

Saying so, Mok Wigun turned and walked away. As Mok Wigun moved, the rest of the delegation also stood up from their seats with a determined expression and silently followed Mok Wigun.

(End of Chapter)