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Woong!
Dantian.
His dantian, which used to be small and feeble, was now in a period of noticeable growth. The
energy which accumulated had grown to be clearly recognizable.
Woong!
With every breath he took, Chung Myung could feel his energy resonate and purify his body.
Even Chung Myung was taken aback; despite having lived for decades, he had never witnessed
such a clean and transparent energy before. His dantian was now accumulating this energy.
Although the size was limited and wielding enormous strength would be difficult, with time, more
power would accrue, and he would be able to reach new heights he had never reached before.
In order to reach his former peak and even exceed it, he needed time. Mount Hua was facing its
doom now; would it wait for him to gain power?
Chung Myung pushed aside and suppressed his anger as he analyzed the situation.
The problems in Mount Hua are innumerable. If he had to pick one out, Chung Myung wouldn’t be
able to decide which was most important. However, there were three things he knew.
Any one of these issues was bad enough, but when they were all piled on top of each other, he
could feel his stomach curling in on itself.
‘Young talent.’
Chung Myung simplified it.
Money could be earned, and he has a wealth of martial arts knowledge that could be taught
naturally.
He couldn’t just go out and kidnap talented kids to save Mount Hua. And finding out who was
talented and who wasn’t simply by looking at them was impossible.
What would change even if he blamed himself? He had no choice but to make the best of what was
available to him.
It was clear that the people here weren’t very good, and there was a shortage of teaching staff. But,
if the people here are deficient, they must be taught, and if they are broken, they must be fixed.
-Chung Myung.
-Yes, Sahyung?
-Now is the time to take in a disciple. How do you plan on teaching your disciples?
-Spare the rod, spoil the child. Should they make a mistake, they will be beaten. Even dogs will
walk on their hind legs if trained to do so. I assume humans can’t be too different, right?
Chung Myung’s lips curled into a smile. If anyone had seen that, they would surely think of it as a
wicked smile.
“… I am sleepy.”
“Why do we need to gather at dawn?”
The rules of Mount Hua are relatively strict, but the children weren’t yet forced to give up on
worldly affairs. They are children from families that control their own regions, even if they are not
from famous families. As a result, they can’t stand being inconvenienced and aren’t used to being
patient.
Even though it had only been half a day since they had been beaten, they still let loose with their
complaints.
Yoon Jong lifted his head and looked at Jo Gul. At least Jo Gul kept silent in this situation.
Well.
It wasn’t that the others didn’t understand the situation. Despite complaining, everyone did come
over here as requested.
Chung Myung wielded a broken chair leg with a demon-like appearance, defeating over 30 kids in
an instant.
Brrrrr
“There were more than 30 people. Is it even possible for the seniors to control a crowd like that?”
I don’t know
But what was certain was that even the great disciples wouldn’t be able to imitate what that
monster did.
“That kid only joined us yesterday. He must have learned martial arts somewhere else already,
right?”
“haaa, anyway. Does it make sense to be here without even having anything to eat?”
“…”
It wasn’t known who said it, but everyone went stiff upon hearing those words.
“What if we fail?”
“…”
Worry spread among the crowd. Everyone turned their heads. Jo Gul, who was standing there,
spoke.
“If you all don’t want to be hit again, then just stay quiet and follow what he says.”
“… sahyung Jo Gul”
Jo Gul was known to have the best skills among the disciples, and even he was shaking.
‘Crazy!’
What?
Get hit and end up stuck in the ceiling? Jo Gul was confident in his skills. But even he couldn’t
compare to this monster despite being called a genius in Mount Hua.
In the end, martial arts are something people learn. Even without sufficient teaching and good
martial arts, he was confident that he could even stand toe to toe with the genius disciples of the
most prestigious sects.
However, that confidence flew away after just one punch struck his jaw.
The disciples tilted their heads, looking at the strange tools ahead of them.
Long wooden rods and then a sturdy pouch, large enough to fit a person’s head, filled with
something and…
“…”
All the clamoring mouths went silent at once and looked at the person. Chung Myung slowly
walked out.
“Yes!”
“…”
Crack crack
“Well, we are going to be living together for the foreseeable future. Though I don’t know how it will
turn out, maybe we would even end up spending the rest of our lives together.”
‘I’ll make it down. I’ll make it down the mountain at any cost!’
Even those who had decided to live and die with the Mount Hua sect had second thoughts upon
hearing those words.
“But in my opinion…”
“…”
“…” The most insulting and disgraceful word to those who walk the path of martial arts is “weak.”
Even if they were only here from merchant families to build a name for themselves, it was painful
to take such an insult to their faces.
“Shit.”
These were the words of a person who beat 30 people at once without being hit. No one could deny
it.
“Well, even I agree that martial arts aren’t everything in life. But, you all chose to study and learn
as Mount Hua sect members. Then, you should aim to be as strong as you can be, right?”
“…”
“So, starting from today, you will practice with me every morning. It’s nice, right?”
Someone raised their hand when they saw Chung Myung’s shameless attitude.
“What is it?”
Chung Myung looked at the one who asked the question with a bitter gaze and then turned to Yoon
Jong.
“Ah, right.”
Some didn’t participate in that bullying. Even if word of what happened had spread, not many
would believe that and step back, right?
“You seem like a newcomer, so why are you talking all this nonsense? No matter what, you should
at least mind your manners.”
“Yes. A person must be polite. In that sense, those who have no intention of becoming strong or
training. Raise your hand!”
If a hundred people gather, there will be at least one or two who don’t care, and as those one or two
hands come up, others will start to raise.
“Right, right. Martial arts aren’t everything. Come on, let’s go inside.”
“Can we go?”
“Sure.”
The faces of Jo Gul and Yoon Jong went pale at those words.
‘You idiots! ‘Let’s go’ is different from ‘you go’!’
The children, unaware of their situation, smiled brightly and entered the dorms. And Chung
Myung followed them with a smile.
Tak!
“…”
But.
‘That’s…’
Yoon Jong looked at the dorm. The entire building was swaying slightly, and it was obvious what
was happening inside.
Kiik!
And from the inside, the kids sprinted out with their might as if they had seen a ghost. And then
came over and took their positions.
“Tsk.”
“None!”
“None.”
“Good.”
“I, as an instructor, like to make people strong. The future of Mount Hua is bright! I will do
everything I can to make you stronger.”
“…”
The future of Mount Hua was bright, but their future seemed bleak.
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