Episode 192.
To those guys with flawed martial arts who barely managed to earn a monthly salary, the Murim Academy was no different from an inaccessible world.
All those guys, for whom even yearning is a luxury, can do is intensely hate graduates of the Murim Academy.
Among them, the one who was particularly severe was Yelu Cai.
He was usually a man of few words, but whenever he saw someone from the Murim Academy, his eyes would roll back in his head.
He picked a fight like that, and when the opponent lightly used their hand, he counterattacked with half-baked martial arts.
Of course, the dispute always ended with Yelu Zai collapsing to the ground and suffering humiliation.
As if he never got tired of it, Yalu Zai would pick fights with the students from the Murim Academy every time, and he would get beaten to death every time.
I’m sure that was the case.
It seemed absolutely impossible for that guy to have any connection with the Murim Academy… … ‘What on earth is he?’ Ya Yul-jae had never mentioned that a member of the sect had joined the Murim Academy.
From the start, Yuunmun’s martial arts were of the kind that did not have a single-strike kill technique.
It is not a sect preferred by those who dream of becoming martial artists.
It was said that the sect was always plagued by financial hardship because their martial arts were not yet perfected.
After all, Yelü Zai said that he joined the Murim Alliance after spending his entire life as a wanderer to perfect the martial arts of his half-baked sect.
For a sect with neither power nor money to take the regular exam was practically impossible at this point…
“Hey, you bastards! Come at us!”
I looked forward at the sharp voice that suddenly awakened my thoughts.
The small-framed student who had slammed the big guy to the ground shouted for the next one to come out, but no one among the onlookers moved. ‘As expected, he’s still only half-baked.’ The big guy who had been slammed from behind got up as if nothing had happened, grabbed the small-framed student by the shoulder, and lightly kicked his leg.
dump.
A student at the academy collapsing helplessly.
puck.
Then, the burly guy’s kick landed on the academy student’s face, and it was instantly covered in blood. ‘This isn’t right.’ I gathered my internal energy and lightly shot out a killing intent.
“!!”
Those who had been watching leisurely nearby suddenly opened their eyes wide and jumped up from their seats.
I walked slowly and warned.
“Stop it, okay?”
The big guy glared at me, unable to move his body any further.
I smiled brightly at him.
“It’s because I’m in a good mood today.”
“……?”
That look on his face, as if he doesn’t understand what’s being said.
Well, it wasn’t like I was trying to make you understand in the first place.
I waved my hand wildly in the guy’s face like I was swatting away a fly.
“Could you please get lost?”
Crunch
A grating sound is heard, and the guy’s face contorts violently.
“That’s harsh, Jin So-un.”
At that moment, one of the onlookers wearing the clothes of the Shandong Yue family spoke up.
I think it was Akjupyeong.
“This is a matter of personal grudges. Mind your own business and just go.”
Oh, look, that fellow must be the leader.
“Hmm, do you mean to think you don’t know the meaning of ‘personal’? Just look at how many of you guys there are.”
I tilted my head while looking at him, then suddenly slapped my forehead with full exaggeration.
“Ah! I heard they don’t teach writing at the Akga!”
Veins flare up on the guy’s forehead.
“How dare you disgrace the family!”
“So now there’s a personal grudge between you and me, too. Isn’t that right?”
“…….”
As the representative of the student center, I cannot just let this mess slide.
I flicked my finger at him.
“If you’re confident, come on in and fight, or get lost.”
The guy smirks at my words.
“Do you still think you are the student center representative?”
Look at this little brat. He keeps whining endlessly.
This is why you shouldn’t try to reason with stupid people.
I picked at my ears and boosted my morale.
“Ah, get lost, you bastards!”
As soon as I unleash my killing intent, the guys quickly retreat.
“……
profit!”
The guys, their faces flushed bright red as if they had only belatedly realized they had backed down.
Ak Ju-pyeong, who had been gnawing on his lip, suddenly turned around.
“let’s go.”
As the stupid boss yelped and took a step back, the guys loitering around also glared at me one by one and followed him to the other side.
“Tsk. Anyway, they don’t listen when I speak nicely.”
Clicking my tongue, I approached the guy who had been getting beaten up. ‘I’ve never seen this face before…’ I looked around to see if he might be someone connected to Yalu Zai, but his appearance was completely different from his.
The only thing they have in common is that the sect’s symbol engraved on their clothes is exactly the same.
“Hey, are you okay?”
As I shook my shoulder, the student who had been crouching and protecting his head suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Then he suddenly stands up from his seat.
“Come on, bring it on! Bring it on, you bastards!”
Then, he immediately assumes a battle stance.
You’re naturally gifted with guts, truly natural.
“They’re gone. Stop it.”
Did you say you went?
Only then did the student look around.
I nodded and was about to ask him what I was curious about.
“You, from the Yuun Sect…….”
“Where did you bastards go!”
However, the agitated guy glares at me with his eyes wide open.
“I chased him away. So now you can rest assured…….”
“You kicked them out?”
The small-framed student shivers.
“Who do you think you are to kick those bastards out! I could have taught them a lesson if I had just pushed a little harder!”
But seriously, it looks like these guys haven’t studied writing at all. They use the word ‘true education’ in such a strange way.
“Bring those bastards here right now! Bring them here!”
No, how are we supposed to bring back the guys we kicked out?
“Then you take the hit instead of those guys!”
The small brat grabbed my hand and then the Cloud Divine Art Snow Flower
I intend to unfold it.
If Yeonhwa is a counter-attack skill, Seolhwa is an attack skill.
Since I cannot use the opponent’s power, the secret is to maximize one’s own energy, but this small brat doesn’t seem to know that and is trying to twist my hand forcibly. ‘This little brat… …’ Is he crossing the line?
Having run out of patience, I slightly raised my internal energy and lifted the guy up whole.
And then I slammed it into the floor.
pop!
“Cough!”
The shock was so great that the kid threw up what he ate.
We should be able to communicate a bit now.
Now, calm down and let’s talk…
But before I could even finish speaking, the brat jumped up from his seat and started running away.
“Just you wait! Jin So-un! I will definitely get my revenge! Watch your back!”
After saying that, he limped away at a not-so-fast speed.
“under!”
I let out a hollow laugh at the absurd situation.
In the end, I couldn’t get any of the information I wanted, but I could still confirm one thing for sure.
That guy is somehow connected to Yelü Zai.
No, it was obvious they were brothers. ‘It would be impossible for those goddamn personalities to be exactly the same without the power of blood.’ A strange longing welled up in my heart. I visited the dormitory and looked for Jang Woo-jae.
It stemmed from the thought that Jang Woo-jae, the focal point for those without affiliation, might know about him.
“Ah… you mean that tenacious one?”
Sure enough, even though I only explained the appearance a little, Jang Woo-jae recognized it immediately.
“Yuhunmun? Yuunmun? Anyway, I remember it being a sect like that.”
“You’re really from the Yuun Sect?”
Do you happen to know where this is? It’s the first time I’ve heard the name, so I don’t remember it well.
“Ah, I’ve heard of it.”
Jang Woo-jae nodded a couple of times.
“Anyway, he’s a bit of a peculiar guy. He doesn’t hang out with anyone, and I’ve never seen him go out for drinks or go out for personal reasons. It seems like he carves out time every day to train, but his skills don’t seem to be improving that dramatically.”
Are others excluding me?
Jang Woo-jae scratched his cheek with his finger.
Well, the Baekdohoe, Jeongdohoe, and the Twelve Peaks don’t really treat us like human beings anyway. That is why we tend to stick together well among ourselves.
“But why?”
“Well… that friend is usually very quiet.”
What did you mean by “stubborn” earlier?
Jang Woo-jae rolls his eyes as if tracing his memories.
“Well, I got into an argument with a member of the Baekdohoe a while ago. It wasn’t a big deal, though. My friend asked for an apology, but the person from the Baekdohoe ignored it and walked away.”
“so?”
Jang Woo-jae pauses for a moment, then raises both hands into the air and answers.
“At that time, that friend struck the head of a member of the Baekdohoe with a stone…….”
Ha, crazy… … .
His behavior is exactly the same as someone else’s.
“After that, the Baekdohoe group took collective revenge on that friend. He went around tracking them down one by one to harm them again… and that has already been going on for three months.”
What a spectacle.
“Moreover, they attack anyone who tries to help, so… we are in a situation where we are helpless.”
“As expected, he’s even crazier than I thought…….”
“yes?”
“Ah, no. I was just thinking to myself. But…”
He tilted his head while looking at Jang Woo-jae.
“Why do you keep using honorifics?”
“Ah, haha. It’s just that this is more comfortable.”
Are you perhaps uncomfortable?
No, not exactly.
Jang Woo-jae’s eyes sparkle like a puppy wagging its tail while looking at its owner.
“Then, is it okay if I continue to speak like this from now on?”
“Well, if that’s comfortable for you…….”
Just as I finished the conversation with Jang Woo-jae and was about to turn around.
A question I hadn’t asked came to mind.
“Come to think of it, what was that guy’s name?”
My name? ……
Ah! I remembered it because it was a unique name.
“You think it’s unusual?”
Jang Woo-jae shook his head vigorously.
Yes. They said his name is Yelu Ke.
See? I told you I was right.
That guy, whose head is filled with bravado instead of brains, is clearly Yalu Zai’s blood relative. At this point, a question arises.
Why didn’t Yelü Zai talk about his younger brother?
He was a quiet friend, but that didn’t mean he was the type to keep his own stories completely hidden.
A penniless sect, half-baked martial arts.
Yelü Zai said that he lived as a wanderer in his youth to resolve these two things.
Just as the fastest secret to mastering a unique martial art is engaging in many actual battles, Yelu Cai intended to complete the Yun Shen Gong while simultaneously sending money to a poor sect.
However, the fairytale-like story of successfully completing a journey through the Jianghu and eventually perfecting one’s martial arts is only possible for special beings like Hyeok Mu-gang.
Just like my seniors in the sect, Yalu Zai also eventually failed to complete a half-baked martial art.
The place I ended up in after drifting like that was the Murim Alliance’s Sojeong Unit.
Ironically, when he had given up on everything, Yelu Zai eventually perfected the Yun Shen Gong, but by then, it was already long after the Great War between the Righteous and Demonic.
It was seven years after Yuunmun had been uprooted completely. [Damn it, to think it was finally completed.]
Yelu Zai seemed displeased with himself for having perfected his martial arts, and he drank more alcohol than usual in distress. ‘What on earth was the backstory? Were the two of them not on very good terms?’ In any case, wanting to hear the story directly from Yelu Ke, I went to find him.
According to the story of his past life, by now, Yelu Zai would have eventually realized his limitations, given up his life as a wanderer, and would be living like a wreck.
If the completed Yun Shen Gong can be delivered to Yelü Zai through Yelü Ke, wouldn’t his current life change a little?
However, he was nowhere to be seen—neither in the classrooms at the school building nor in the eight-person dormitory room where he was staying. ‘Is he getting beaten up by those Baekdohoe guys again?’ Just as I was about to give up searching for him and turn back…
I felt something flying towards me from behind.
I subtly turned my head to dodge it, and at the same time, snatched the flying object with my hand. ‘Tsk…’
A rock?’ In his hand was a rock with sharp angles in many ways.
“her…….”
I was so dumbfounded that I turned my head in the direction the stone had come from.
“That bastard!”
With a bewildered expression, Yalu Ke turned around wildly and ran away.
Even while running away, he keeps his mouth busy.
“J-Jin So-un! Watch your back at night!”
Since you threw a rock after warning me to watch my back last time, are you planning to launch a surprise attack at night this time?
Just like a blood relative of Yalu Zai.
The reason Yalu Zai didn’t talk about his younger brother was clearly because their relationship was extremely bad.
Isn’t it said that people with inherently bad personalities hate those with the same personality as themselves the most?
Is it called a kind of self-loathing?
Well, trying to help with this would just give me a headache.
It didn’t seem like the right time to talk to him yet.
I gave up chasing him and returned to the dormitory.#“Huff, huff, huff.”
After running for quite a while and entering the back of the building, Yalu Ge peeked his head out to see if Jin Xiaoyun was chasing him.
Fortunately, I didn’t sense anyone chasing me.
“Hmph! See! Now you won’t even be able to sleep because you’re afraid of my raids!”
Yalu Ke, who had been laughing like that for quite a while, slowly stopped laughing.
“Geuk, what on earth are you doing?”
Yelu Ke shook his head in shame.
Jin So-un is a legendary figure.
Although he belongs to Baekpalbong, he comes from a sect that is insignificant even when compared to Yuunmun.
In that situation, he took the regular exam with only priests and won first place.
On the other hand, although he had made it to the academy using his brothers’ sacrifices as a stepping stone, far from thinking about perfecting his martial arts, he was just repeating the same fights every day. ‘That’s why I said I wouldn’t come.’ His eldest brother, who had set out into the martial arts world early on to perfect his half-baked martial arts, eventually failed.
Then, saying that I could do it, he put me in the academy.
While taking the regular exam, my second older brother died and my third older brother became disabled.
My eldest brother told me not to worry about it at all and to focus on my studies, but was that really as easy as it sounds?
Still, as a result of working my heart out to live up to my brothers’ expectations, there is one thing I realized.
“I can’t do it.” I think this every time I go to bed after a day.
I wish I could just close my eyes right now.
I wish I never saw the sun rise again tomorrow.
So I hated Jin So-un.
Because it shines so brightly.
It looked so big.
The sight of standing confidently before the powerful.
The sight of moving forward without wavering, no matter what problems arise.
It was so contemptible.
But soon, the arrow of contempt turns and flies toward him. ‘No… … I am the one who is contemptible.’ But now, there is nothing he can do.
Behind me stand the death of my second brother and the severed arm of my third brother, while in front, a solid, high wall stands in the way that cannot be overcome.
“When will I be able to go see my second older brother…….”
I thought of my second older brother, who smiled unusually gently today.
He shook off his thoughts and moved on.
It would be best to get at least a little sleep now so you can launch a surprise attack at night.
at that time.
So you were here.
My head snaps up at the unpleasant voice coming from behind me.
Akjupyeong.
The guy who started this bitter feud.
The Baekdohoe guys who always stick around him are standing in a line.
A number three times greater than usual.
“You fucking bastards. How petty…….”
“Don’t worry. They’re only dealing with you one at a time.”
“Fuck you!”
Yalu Ge, having fed the fist potato, started running with all his might in the opposite direction from where the guys had appeared.
However, before I could even take a few steps, I was sent flying by a kick that came out of the alley.
Crash.
*Cough*.
I feel nauseous inside, as if I kicked it so hard.
Ak Ju-pyeong approaches with slow steps and squats down.
What is your relationship with Jin So-un?
Akjupyeong, crouching down, gazes intently.
Does that guy seem afraid of Jin So-woon, too?
“Why are you curious about that?”
“We have something prepared, you see. If you have any connection to Jin So-woon, we will postpone the corporal punishment for a while.”
Are you saying that if we sell Jin So-woon’s name, we can get through this crisis?
“Pfft.”
Are you laughing?
Yelu Ke swallowed the sneer that seemed about to burst out at any moment.
Have I become so ugly that I have to use the name of the guy I despise?
“Why would I have a relationship with a guy like Jin So-woon?”
Yalu Ke’s eyes gleamed like a wildcat.
A smile plays on Ak Ju-pyeong’s lips.
“That’s a relief. I’d feel really uneasy putting off crushing you, you bastard.”
Ak Ju-pyeong slowly stands up without wiping his smile.
It was a smile completely opposite to that of the second older brother.
