The Genius Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything Chapter 306

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6. After the Wang family and Jin So-un joined, the journey of the Great Heaven Merchant Guild became much easier.

The servants of the royal household prepare meals with fresh ingredients for every meal, and warriors far more skilled than those of the Daecheon Merchant Guild stand guard.

With Jin So-woon, the top student of the Murim Academy, joining the group, it was practically a safe journey.

“I don’t know whether to be glad about this or worried about it.” However, the worry that never left Go Jung-tak’s face throughout the journey was also due to the arrival of Jin So-woon and the Wang family’s carriage. “Even so, to completely destroy the Black Dao Sect like that…” At first, he could not shake off his worry as he watched Jin So-woon lead the Black Daoists of the Sangmunbang into their sect.

He is the top student of the Murim Academy, but isn’t that still the Black Dao Sect?

From Go Jung-tak’s perspective, it was insane to go alone into a den where dozens to hundreds of seasoned veterans of the Dark Way martial arts world were gathered.

When I suggested to Wang So-so, who was practically the head of the Wang family, that we go rescue him, Wang So-so’s eyes widened in surprise.

“What? You mean Brother Jin? Why?”

She, who was so nonchalantly confident that Jin So-woon would return.

I ended up looking like the odd one out for worrying.

“But… ‘I never thought he would actually come back unharmed.’ It wasn’t just a matter of him returning unharmed. He said he had even secured a promise from Sangmunbang that they would provide protection without charging him any tolls from now on.”

I was wondering what kind of harmony they had created to even receive such a promise.

Bang!

“Where is the Daecheon Merchant Guild around here!”

A second group of Black Bandits came looking for the Daecheon Merchant Guild’s carriage.

Pow pow pow!

Once again, Heukdo’s teeth were knocked out like corn kernels.

“Guide him to your clan leader.”… …

The exact same thing happened during the Sangmunbang incident.

Go Jung-tak was terrified.

Because the Black Sect that was provoked this time was a sect commanding twice the power of the Sangmunbang.

Moreover, the Seven Black Dogs of the Black Sect, who had established the Black Sect, were dangerous opponents who had gained notoriety not only in Hebei but also as far back as Anhui.

Unlike the laid-back Wang So-so, Go Jung-tak chased after the Black Gate fearing that Jin So-woon, the eldest son of the merchant guild leader, might suffer a misfortune.

however.

Huh?

Boom!

Pow pow pow!

Boom boom!

Go Jung-tak’s expression somehow turned into that of a man of enlightenment. ‘I worried for nothing.’ How should I put this… it felt like seeing a bear break into a hornet’s nest…

The bee risks its life to sting, but the bear is too busy scooping up the bee’s precious honey.

As if the poison darts were nothing of a bother. ‘Anyway, to think it’s just this level…’ Although Go Jung-tak had not practiced martial arts, he had seen many people who had mastered them while working at escort agencies and merchant guilds.

He thought their abilities surpassed the ordinary level, but Jin So-woon… … ‘Is he really human…?’ Among the nearly 100 Black Daoists, whom he would have wet his pants the moment he encountered them during his journey, not a single one was standing there unscathed.

Then Jin So-un wrapped his arm around the clan leader’s neck and began to threaten him.

“…….”… …

I didn’t really want to know the details of the threat.

I thought it was a huge relief that not a single person got hurt inside the upper deck.

And I thought this was the end.

Because the Black Dao Sect that will appear in the future will boast even greater power.

I thought that Jin So-un wouldn’t easily step forward anymore either.

but.

puck!

Guide your captain.

P-please stop… …!

However, Go Jung-tak’s scream did not reach anyone.

Jin So-un was dispatched whenever they came to collect the protection fee, and Jin So-un returned only after the Black Dao Sect was destroyed.

Just seven Black Dao sects were shattered before even entering Anhui Province.

At this point, Go Jung-tak began to feel a surge of other worries.

“this……

“Would it be alright if I just left it alone, Miss…?”

Wang So-so tilted her head at Go Jung-tak’s question.

“Huh? What?”

“Young Master Jin keeps causing conflict with the Dark Daoists, doesn’t he? I was worried about whether he is okay.”

“Hmm… Didn’t you say you became friends with them, Brother? I actually think things are going really well.”

“…….”

Besides, I heard the Black Path sects said they would provide protection even if we didn’t pay protection tolls in the future?

That is what I am worried about.

Why are the Black Sages called Black Sages?

Isn’t a Dark Sage someone who arbitrarily breaks established common sense and rules, lives as they please without caring about what others think?

From the start, promises were practically non-existent to them, something they could break at any time.

Even if you keep your head down now, retaliation could happen someday, and if the number of dissatisfied people increases, you could be attacked by the majority.

“Hmm…….”

“I don’t have time to just sit here idly worrying like this…….”

Wang So-so, who had been listening to Go Jung-tak’s worries, thought for a moment and then spoke.

Brother Jin must have something in mind.

“……

yes?”

You have a brain?

Wasn’t all you did so far just storm in mindlessly, beat them to a pulp, and come back?

There was not a trace of deep foresight or deliberation in that series of events…

So you see me as just acting without thinking.

Go Jung-tak could not erase the sour expression from his face at the sight of Wang So-so wearing a strange smile.

She wiped the smile from her face and added a question.

“Brother Jin… has risen to his current position as a disciple of the Taeeul Sect. Do you know what that means?”

Taeeulmun, who struggled to even eat two meals a day and was wary of Gyeryong Merchant Group.

A talentless disciple of such a third-rate sect.

I thought it was amazing in itself that such a being entered the Murim Academy on their own.

However, Wang So-so shook her head.

That is not all. The establishment of the Daecheon Merchant Guild, and the lost secret transmission of the Taeeulmun

It was you who accomplished everything, including getting it back.

Go Jung-tak’s mouth dropped open.

Even so, it was hard to believe that one person had accomplished all of that.

Wang So-so nodded as if Go Jung-tak’s reaction was only natural.

It’s hard to believe. But it’s true.

her.”

“There has never been a time when my brother’s actions were without purpose. He probably has an intention behind everything he is doing now, too.”

After hearing Wang Xiaosuo’s story, Jin Xiaoyun looked different.

Does he harbor a deep meaning that he himself is unaware of?

Go Jung-tak looked at Jin So-un, who was enjoying daytime drinking with warriors at another table.

Even while drinking, he kept his eyes on the entrance of the inn.

“Ah, why are these thugs in this neighborhood so slow? How are they supposed to make a living like this?”

Then, the warrior standing nearby asks.

“Wouldn’t it be better if it passed without any trouble?”

“What are you talking about! Then what about the money that was taken so far? What about when I’m gone?”

Jin So-un, having let out a sharp rebuke, moistens his lips with his tongue as if savoring the moment.

“Ah, I hope the guys coming this time have saved up a lot of money. The last ones were such spendthrifts that they were completely broke…….”

Go Jung-tak tilted his head.

Is it true that there is some profound foresight I am unaware of?

He looks like nothing but a ruffian trying to extort money…

However, Go Jung-tak’s thoughts did not continue from there.

“Where is the Daecheon Merchant Guild around here!”… …

Because Jin So-un’s next prey entered the inn.

It’s finally here!!!

Jin So-un’s voice, sounding inexplicably excited, rang out clearly. #Friend.

A term referring to someone you have kept close to for a long time.

My father told me to make many friends during my childhood.

They say that if you make friends, you will eventually need their help.

In my previous life, I was unable to carry out my father’s advice.

However, in my new life now, I am diligently putting my father’s advice into practice.

We’re friends, right?

When I asked, my new friend quickly nodded and answered.

“Th-that’s right! Aren’t we friends!”

He was a friend known by the nickname Poison Fang Sword; although he looked fierce, he was a warm-hearted friend.

He even shares all the income he earned like this.

Where in the world could you find such a warm friend?

I look forward to working with you.

“Hey, don’t worry. It’s the merchant guild you run, Jin So-un, so of course I have to protect it, *cough*! I, I’m keeping this whole area under tight control, so don’t worry!”

A friend who makes bold promises and bangs on their chest.

It would have been so nice if I had opened my heart like this before my eyes got all bruised.

Just looking at it makes my heart ache for no reason.

Anyway, Father was right.

I get a lot of help because I make a lot of friends.

I feel like I need to make more friends in the future.

Just as I was about to leave his school after catching up with my friend.

Crunch, crunch.

“……?”

A group of men swarmed in, throwing open the door I had half-broken.

Then, with murderous expressions, they all drew their swords in unison.

“Poison Fang Sword, receive my sword immediately!”

“How dare you lay a hand on our Electric Lamp Inn… huh?”

The warriors stormed into Dokamun with a menacing aura, as if ready to wage war at any moment.

But soon.

He looked dumbfounded as he saw the broken furniture scattered all around and the injured Doksamundo members lying on the ground.

“Th-what is this…….”

“Was there anyone among our kids who arrived first?”

“Master, we have just arrived.”

While the intruders were flustered and speechless, Poison Fang Sword gnashed his teeth and sprang to his feet.

“Jeondeungmun, you despicable bastards. Of all times, why now…….”

Dok-a-geom, who had been spitting out curses, clamped his mouth shut when our eyes met.

What on earth is going on?

In the meantime, as if they had roughly grasped the situation, the members of the Electric Light Gate raised their swords triumphantly.

“Poison Fang Sword! Let’s settle this today!”

“Crunch, Deung Go-hyeon! How can you call yourself the White Path Sect after acting like this?”

“I told you clearly that someday justice would judge you. Today is that day!”

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that Dokamun and Jeondeungmun were rivals in this area.

It seems like they just happened to barge in when I visited Dokamun.

But… … ‘That’s strange.’ I had never heard of the White Dao sect called Jeondeungmun.

Could this also be a problem related to the Black Alliance?

“Jeondeungmun is a sect founded by a disciple of Punghyangmun, the secular singing and dancing sect of Cheongseong. Those guys are scoundrels who exploit the name of Cheongseong to habitually commit the same evil deeds.”

That is what the infamous Poison Fang Sword of the Black Sword told me.

So, is he something like a lay disciple of a lay disciple of the Cheongseong Sect?

At this point, it seems like even mentioning each other’s names would be embarrassing.

In fact, all the electric lamp gates were also using the Tao.

“So, about that…”

Just then, Poison Fang Sword cautiously spoke to me.

“Can’t you help me out…? Hey! Aren’t we, aren’t we friends!”

I could not help but be deeply disappointed by Poison Fang Sword’s words.

“Seeing him make such an unreasonable request to a friend, he’s a total scumbag. He doesn’t deserve to be a friend, tsk. Should I just wipe him out?”

“Th-what is that!”

“Hey, aren’t I a disciple of the White Path Sect? If I were to hang out with you guys and fight against a disciple of the White Path Sect, just how big of a problem would that get?”

“Besides, if a friend can’t even take care of themselves, there’s really no need to be friends with them. Hmm… yeah, I guess it’s better to just get rid of them.”

“Wait, wait! Wait!”

Poison Fang Sword glared with wide eyes and spoke.

“Our Dokamun is not that weak. Even in this state, we can fight as much as we want!”

“Oh… really?”

I turned back from leaving and sat on the bench.

Actually, I was curious to see who would win the fight.

As I took my seat, Dokamun gasped with a look as if he had gained an army of thousands.

“All Dokkamundo followers, gather!”

A resounding voice echoes throughout the entire Dok-a-mun.

It was a relief that at least not many people had broken limbs.

The number of members in the Dokamun was much higher, and even excluding the wounded who were unable to fight, the Dokamun had more members than the Jeondeungmun.

But seriously, what nerve did these bastards at Electric Gate have to break in in the first place?

He doesn’t look that strong.

Who is the author?

Denggohyeon pointed at me, but Dokageom growled.

“It is none of your business.”

Then, Deng Guxian spoke to me as if warning me.

“If you interfere without permission, I will never forgive you.”

I nodded readily and gestured, and the fight between the two groups began.

“Waaah!”

“Strike!”

Chaechachechachang!

Bang bang! Tatatang! Tatatang!

As I expected, the levels of Dokamun and Jeondeungmun were similar.

No, to be honest, Dokamun’s skills seemed a little better.

Overall, I’d say they have good improvisational skills.

Plus, the kids are a bit tougher, too.

True to the standard of the White Path sect, Jeondeungmun guarded against even minor injuries and aimed only to inflict damage on his opponent, whereas Dokamun paid no heed to small wounds and charged in like true men, targeting only the enemy’s neck.

It was a fight the Poison Fang Sect could have won, but the two forces maintained a neck-and-neck battle. ‘Looks like the injury is quite deep, deeper than I thought.’ Well, I didn’t even hit you that hard.

During the fight, a resentful glare from the Poison Fang Sword shoots at me.

But even if you look at me like that, there is nothing I can do.

Well, what can you do now?

As the situation gradually shifted in favor of Dokamun, Jeondeungmun began to gain even more courage.

“Strike! Let’s wipe the Poison Fang Sect out of the world starting today!”

“Wowww!”

As the momentum of the rising Jeondeungmun grew, their swords became increasingly sharp, and the members of the Dokamun, pushed into a defensive position, began to retreat.

Just then, as if bracing himself for something, Doka-geom took a red elixir from his bosom and swallowed it. ‘Huh? What is that…?’ Following him, the second and third in command of the Doka Sect also began swallowing the red elixirs, and eventually, every member of the Doka Sect started eating the elixirs one after another.

“Ugh… Ugh… Aaaargh!”

As Poison Fang Sword retreated to avoid the swords of the three Lantern Gate warriors, he suddenly unleashed a tremendous wave of energy, instantly sending the three men flying three paces away.

“Hoo… hoo… hoo….”

White steam billowed out with every deep exhale.

His face flushed red, and his eyes gleamed even redder.

Ha, damn it, that… … ‘It’s the Blood Explosion Squad.’ The very thing Gye Cheol-yeong used during the exam.

The balance of power between the two forces, which were already virtually identical, began to tilt rapidly.

The disciples of Dokamun, intoxicated by the power of the Blood-Explosion Sect, drove Jeondeungmun forward in unison.

“Aargh!”

At the electric door, someone appears for the first time, suffering a serious injury and collapsing.

“Ugh!”

“W-what is this……!”

Subsequently, the warriors of the Electric Gate began to fall one after another.

Just as I was about to step forward to stop them, thinking that the warriors of the Lantern Gate might all die if things continued like this.

The lighthouse gate is eternal!

What is this again?

This time, a disciple of the Jeondeungmun ate the pill he held in his hand.

Then, other disciples of the Electric Light Sect followed him and began taking the elixir, and a tremendous wave of energy spread out.

“Pow pow pow! ‘Are you guys part of the Blood Explosion Squad too?’… …”

What the hell, how did a fight in the martial arts world turn into a drug dealer war?

In the midst of uncontrollable lamentation.

Once again, the fight began to be evenly matched.

Perhaps due to anxiety that they must not exceed 100 moves, both forces began to force their attacks while risking injury, and the fight became increasingly violent. ‘It’s absolute chaos.’ The Blood Explosion Pill is useful when fighting an opponent of a similar level, provided that the opponent has not consumed it.

This situation is nothing more than mutual destruction.

As if everyone knew this, people’s movements began to slow down as they approached the hundredth move.

“Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!”

“Bee, damn it, what should I do?”

An extreme battle of wits as they stare at each other.

A state where one cannot fight any further, nor can one stop now that things have come this far.

Just then, when silence hung between the two forces for a moment.

A massive wave of energy burst forth from among the warriors of the Electric Gate.

Puff puff puff!

The owner of Gipa is none other than Deunggohyeon.

Although fifty moves had passed since he ate the Blood-Explosion Pill, his martial arts uniform was still swollen as if about to burst, and his head was floating in the air, pushed by the exploding energy waves.

“I… I’ll kill them all!!!”

“M-Master! If you do any more than this…”

One of the gatekeepers hurriedly tried to stop him, but instead of answering, Denggohyeon swung his sword.

Whoosh!

The head of the disciple who was trying to stop Deunggohyeon was severed, and a fountain of blood gushed out.

“Th-this…… what…….”

While the disciples of the Electric Gate were stunned by the sudden situation.

Denggohyeon rushed at the disciples of the Poison Fang Sect like lightning.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a fountain of blood gushed out, and the heads of the three men of Dokamun rolled on the floor.

In one fell swoop, not just one person, but three heads were severed.

“Ugh, uh-huhuhuhu!”

As if impressed by his own skill, Deng Gaoxian then began to swing his sword.

Ruthless movement.

The disciples of Dokamun desperately stood in their way, but for some reason, they were showing a huge difference from Deunggohyeon.

Shhhhhh!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The speed at which he swings the sword is extraordinary.

When he displayed his divine power by cutting through even a sword wrapped in sword energy and beheading a disciple of the Poison Fang Sect, the terrified disciples gave up fighting and began to flee.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going! I won’t leave a single blade of grass behind in Dokamun today!”

pop!

As the venomous Deunggohyeon kicked off the ground and leaped up, the mounds of earth revealed their inner layers and sprayed sand in all directions.

His footwork was a complete mess, but his speed was insanely fast, enough to block the path of Dokamundo, who had fled first.

“The Blood Explosion Squad is only this strong?” No matter how powerful the Blood Explosion Squad is, there is a limit to the potential he possesses.

Doesn’t it look like Deunggohyeon has now far exceeded that limit?

Moreover, didn’t Denggohyeon kill a disciple of his own sect first?

Like someone defying the laws of the world…

Deudung, deudung.

At that moment, Jeokbonghwan trembled violently.

The moment I raised my head and met Deunggohyeon’s eyes.

“……!”

I got goosebumps.

His two eyes had turned pitch black, like obsidian. ‘Demonic…’ Those damn eyes were staring at me as if I were prey.

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