The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 70

The expressions of the people from Hamyang changed in a way that was worth seeing. He thought that the way they expressed their anger could be so diverse. On the other hand, Dan Bulseok, who was a bit on the rigid side, had a troubled expression.

"Young master, you didn't have to go that far..."

"Why? Didn't you say that much was enough for the time it takes to eat a meal?"

"Pardon? When did I..."

Mok Wigun smiled and pushed Dan Bulseok's back. Seomun Daecheol was laughing continuously, as if the situation was interesting.

"Then let's begin."

At Seomun Daecheol's words, the duel began. The opponent was in a state of great anger. He had raised his internal energy as much as he could and was preparing to end it in one blow.

"Tah!"

The opponent kicked off the ground and rushed towards Dan Bulseok. His attack was fast, powerful, and fierce, as befitting a peak master.

Thud.

But it was blocked by Dan Bulseok's hand. Dan Bulseok deflected his attack with the back of his hand and pushed him outwards. At that, the opponent staggered slightly.

"Damn it."

The opponent's face turned even redder. To have staggered even after he had attacked, there was no greater disgrace. The only fortunate thing was that people didn't notice because his face was already red from excitement.

"Try again."

This time, he attacked even faster and more powerfully. He squeezed out all his strength as if to make up for the previous disgrace.

'Slow.'

Compared to when he had trained with Mok Wigun, the current attack was enough to make him yawn. Even thinking about it now, it was a really strange training. A training method he had never heard of. But its effect was enormous.

Because there was the effect of having done a huge amount of training in a short time. Thanks to that, this level of attack was now too easy.

'It's too obvious.'

How can you lose when you know how the attack will come? Captain Dan grabbed the guy's wrist. And then he kicked his ankle and spun the hand he was holding.

"Ugh-heok!"

The opponent's body floated in the air and was thrown to the ground. Even though the impact must have been great, the guy quickly got up. But that was actually not good for him.

Dan Bulseok, whose body had loosened up, also began to attack. After that, a one-sided situation unfolded.

Thwack!

Hit by the back of Dan Bulseok's hand, the guy rolled on the ground. He didn't know how many times he had fallen already. His clothes were already a mess, and his eyes were half-glazed. He somehow managed to get up, but he collapsed on the spot like a log.

"Dan Bulseok wins!"

This victory had a value greater than one win.

"Was Dan Bulseok this strong?"

"Exactly. If this goes wrong, the Hamyang side could lose."

Everyone was amazed at Dan Bulseok's skill. It was that overwhelming of a match. Besides, Dan Bulseok showed no signs of fatigue.

The three places that had already advanced also had tense expressions. Especially the Baek family. Baek Seokhu and Bang So-eung's expressions even became serious, and they were whispering to each other.

"Please drink."

When the match ended, the people of the manor brought water. And a short break. Mok Wigun said quietly to Dan Bulseok.

"Don't use up too much energy and end it as quickly as possible."

Although Dan Bulseok had a puzzled expression, he soon nodded his head. When Mok Wigun did this, it was because there was a good reason for it.

"I understand. I'll end it right away."

Dan Bulseok thought that when he faced the other two, he would attack with compressed internal energy and break them down in one go.

* * *

Dan Bulseok subdued the other two in an instant. Should I say it felt bland compared to the previous duel?

And in the subsequent lottery, the matchups were drawn as the Huashan Sect versus the Baek family, and the Mok family versus Mok Wigun's party.

"I forfeit."

The Baek family forfeited. Since it was impossible to win against the Huashan Sect anyway, the intention was to save their strength and see the outcome.

From the Mok family, the Wind Squad captain, Pyeong Gukdo, stepped forward, and from Mok Wigun's side, Dan Bulseok came out.

"Although he's a little stronger than the ones you faced before, he's no match for Captain Dan."

"I think so."

Dan Bulseok also seemed to have a sense of his own skill now.

"But this time, don't try to see the outcome, just defend as much as possible and drag out the time."

"Yes. I will do so."

When Mok Wigun gave an instruction, there was a good reason for it. Dan Bulseok's faith was firm.

"How about you forfeit?"

Jin Jaryun asked. Mok Wigun shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head.

"Is there anyone who gives up a match they can win?"

"You've become more arrogant and presumptuous since you went out."

"I'd be grateful if you'd think of it as trusting in my skills."

Jin Jaryun stared intently and then said.

"Don't think I'll go easy on you for old times' sake."

"Was there such a thing as affection? If you find it, let me know. I'd like to see what it is."

The sharp conversation ended with Seomun Daecheol's intervention.

"Stop talking and start."

And so, the match between the Wind Squad captain and the Light Wind Unit captain began. But contrary to people's expectations, it was a one-sided offensive by the Wind Squad captain, Pyeong Gukdo.

Clang! Clang!

Dan Bulseok was busy defending. It looked as if he had intentionally given up on attacking and was only defending.

"What's your scheme?"

Pyeong Gukdo, feeling something strange, asked, but Dan Bulseok did not answer. In fact, there was nothing to answer. Because he was just dragging out the time as Mok Wigun had ordered. And Dan Bulseok's defense was very thick and solid.

What Mok Wigun had emphasized the most during this training was defense. He had done a lot of defense training more than anything else, and now he was seeing the effects of it. And so, although Pyeong Gukdo continued to attack, the situation where it didn't seem like Dan Bulseok would lose continued.

"Don't you smell something?"

Someone said, sniffing. At that moment.

"Fire!!"

Someone opened the door to the banquet hall and came in, and the red flames outside could be seen surging. Seomun Daecheol asked the servant who had come in.

"What is this commotion?"

"There is a big fire outside right now."

Looking outside, the flames were unusual. To Seomun Daecheol, who was looking outside, someone suddenly rushed at him.

"What brat!"

Seomun Daecheol swung his sleeve to defend against the attack. But with a 'rip' sound, his sleeve was torn, and with a 'boom' sound, he was hit in the chest by a palm strike. As if he had a considerable internal injury, a little blood was seen at the corner of Seomun Daecheol's mouth.

"Mok Sonkwang! You brat are crazy."

The one who had attacked was Mok Sonkwang. He attacked again without a word. Mok Sonkwang, who was attacking Seomun Daecheol.

Crack-

The table, which had one corner torn off, was completely shattered by Mok Sonkwang's palm strike. But was Seomun Daecheol an ordinary person? Even with an internal injury, he was dodging the attacks well.

But this time, other people also joined the attack. Jin Jaryun and the person who had insisted on setting a fire earlier. Besides that, a few more people attacked. It had been discussed in advance.

"You foolish brats!"

Seomun Daecheol suddenly shouted loudly, gathered his internal energy, and hit the floor.

Thwack!

The stone floor broke, and stone fragments flew in all directions. The people quickly swung their sleeves and defended. Because if they were hit by the stone fragments with internal energy, they could be seriously injured.

"Seomun Daecheol is gone!"

After dodging the stone fragments, the people looked for Seomun Daecheol, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Over there!"

Seomun Daecheol was on the beam above their heads. He shouted at the people.

"You foolish brats! You've ruined everything. Ruined it!!"

He hit the roof with a palm strike, broke it, and then said.

"There's no way now. When the real master of the Folding Snow Valley comes out, you're all dead."

After leaving those words, Seomun Daecheol threw his body outside.

"Let's get out quickly before the fire spreads here."

Mok Sonkwang went out with the people. But he realized that Mok Wigun had been out of sight for a while.

At that time, Mok Wigun was chasing after Seomun Daecheol. With Pyon Juksu.

"This much should be enough not to get caught, right?"

He was following at a considerable distance. Unless Seomun Daecheol had reached a legendary level, it was a distance that could never be detected.

"What about the people who were at the manor?"

"They were bringing food outside and then went somewhere."

Some had remained at the manor, but a considerable number had left. Seomun Daecheol was not the master of the Folding Snow Valley. Looking at the current situation, he was in a position of living off someone?

"The one they called a fairy must be the master of the Folding Snow Valley."

"But why are they stopping people from going to the Flame Pond?"

He didn't know that yet. As they were talking, Seomun Daecheol was moving quickly, stepping on tree branches.

"There seems to be a village over there."

"Where?"

Pyon Juksu pointed to one side with his hand, but Mok Wigun couldn't see anything.

"A formation? Or a spell?"

There is one case like this. There is something that deceives the human eye. It doesn't apply to Pyon Juksu, so he can see everything. Because he is not a being that such things can work on.

That village is probably where the real master of the Folding Snow Valley lives. As expected, Seomun Daecheol entered that village. He stopped for a moment near a tree, looked around in all directions, and then suddenly disappeared.

"Wait."

Pyon Juksu said as he stopped moving.

"I think it's dangerous to get any closer. There are people watching around."

Since it's their base, it seems there are people on guard.

"Hmm. What should we do?"

It seemed it wouldn't be easy to enter the barrier without being caught. Besides, he didn't know if he could pass through the barrier, and he didn't know what would happen inside.

"You go back to where you were. I'll go in."

Pyon Juksu suggested. Well, if it's Pyon Juksu, it's possible to enter without being caught by the guards.

"Are you okay by yourself?"

"Who do you think I am? Of course, I'm fine. And I'm dying of curiosity about what's in that barrier and inside."

It started again. The illness of not being able to stand being curious.

"Don't worry. And if there's anything special, I'll share my senses."

"The distance will be quite far from here, will that be okay?"

Pyon Juksu thought for a moment and then answered.

"Uh... I think it's okay to just do the hearing for a moment. More than that is a bit burdensome."

"That much is enough."

And so, Pyon Juksu decided to take a look inside the barrier. Mok Wigun moved cautiously and then returned to where the party was. But when he returned, there had been a slight change.

"It seems the Mok family set the fire. It seems they joined hands with the other two groups."

They hadn't gone to the manor to listen obediently in the first place. It's as expected of the Mok family? They had killed all the people who were inside the manor.

"And the Divine Physician Valley, the Huashan Sect, and the Baek family have gathered."

Since the Mok family's side had formed a group, the rest had also gathered. And so, two large groups were formed. The rest were the Hamyang side's group and Mok Wigun's party.

"We are planning to go back."

The martial artists from the Hamyang side came and greeted them. It seemed they had decided that it was not a place to stay any longer. It was a good thought. Because from now on, they would have to go on a rougher road.

"Ugh!"

But suddenly, people started to clutch their chests and collapse. Someone shouted.

"Poison!"

(End of Chapter)