Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 293

◈ Blood relationship (2)

“What’s wrong with that old monster!?”

Geumseonshinni, who discovered the sudden appearance of Tangak, couldn’t help but have a crumpled expression.

And the expression of Changhyeon Jinin, the leader of the Qingseong faction, was no different from hers.

King of Darkness, Dangak.

A person who has been called the number one person in Sacheon for the past several decades, and a person who made the influence of the Tang family the number one in Sacheon.

For Ami and Cheongseong, it was nothing more than a symbol of defeat.

However, he had been disappearing from public view for several years, and there were even rumors that he had suffered severe internal injuries, so people were trying to ignore his existence.

And since he did not appear in the last battle, the existence of Tangak was soon forgotten in the minds of Cheongseong and Ami.

“Kwaaaak!”

The sight of countless disciples dying due to the Mancheonhwawoo he unleashed was enough to bring to mind a nightmare I had tried to forget.

But the surprise was only temporary.

He was just buried by Tangak. Geumseonshinni, who is in charge of the prestigious political faction, was able to quickly notice something strange.

‘… … I feel somewhat sluggish.’

The unbridled performance of Tangak that she remembered was somehow lacking.

And her intuition was not wrong.

* * *

‘Big.’

Immediately after unfolding Mancheonhwawoo. Danggak forced himself to swallow the moan that was about to escape.

I had symptoms from the time I used light engineering to climb the castle wall.

The moment when the Danjeon, which had been sleeping until now, was stimulated in order to move the inner energy. A pain arose in my lower abdomen, as if something was being torn apart.

And the moment when Mancheonhwawoo unfolded.

It felt as if he heard the sound of a bowl breaking in his ears.

It wasn’t difficult to determine the origin of the sound.

It was the sound of the dantian that was in his body shattering.

But Tangak didn’t care.

He put his hand into his chest again and took out the bundle of memorization he had brought with him.

And then, by gathering the countless energies scattered from the shattered Danjeon, he unleashed the Mancheonhwawoo once again.

Sigh!

Due to the two rainstorms, the only people standing around him were those wearing Tang family uniforms.

It was an amazing feat.

By throwing countless memorized moves at the same time, he avoided the allies and only hit the enemies.

But, ironically, this amazing skill was seen as auspicious by his enemies.

“The Dark King is on the rise! “Don’t be afraid and push forward!”

Looking at the fresh blood flowing down from the corner of Dangak’s mouth, Geumseonshinni let out a roar filled with solemn power.

Tangak, who realized that he could not hide his injuries, actually laughed cheerfully.

“Cluck cluck. “If you really want to kill me, don’t send your disciples away, but come here and see for yourself!”

Tangak, who realized there was no need to hide his injuries, shouted with blood splashing from his mouth.

The sight of him vomiting blood may have been a source of fear for some, but it was an opportunity for others.

“How dare you insult Jang Mun-in!”

“I will rip out your dirty mouth!”

Amipa’s disciples, who had been insulted by Jang Mun-in, approached Dangak again, followed by Jeomchang and Cheongseong’s disciples.

‘Cluck cluck cluck. Who would think of those evil things as Taoist monks and nuns?’

Danggak thought with a wry smile as he looked at them.

‘Cluck cluck cluck. The same goes for me too.’

He was once called the best man in Sacheon, but now he has become a scoundrel after only performing martial arts a few times.

He realized that his dantian was completely broken. Now, there is no future left for the person called ‘Dangak’.

However, it was rather simple to make a decision.

“Whoa.”

He took a deep breath, replaced the broken Danjeon, and stimulated some energy that had been sleeping deep inside his body.

Seoncheonjigi (先天之氣).

It was a traditional music that used the natural vitality of humans that we had from birth.

‘Cluck cluck cluck. Anyway, it looks like I don’t have much time left to live.’

Although he was in his nineties, the amount of Seoncheonjigi remaining was not that great.

In his body, the energies that had broken his dantian and spread throughout his body still remained.

“Come and see! “You kids!”

Tangak, who shouted that, contrary to his words, ran towards them in reverse.

Since there was not much time left, there was no reason to wait until the opponent attacked.

He fought desperately.

He throws the dagger he took out of his pocket at the approaching nun, and the nun’s forehead is pierced.

Another nun approached and dodged the anti-horse attire that was being spread by flying her body.

A movement similar to that of a dragon. Although it was a fight that did not resemble that of a ardent expert.

puck!

While the other person is taken aback by the unexpected movement. The female king’s stomp that rolled on the floor dug into the nun’s side.

“Don’t you have any pride!”

“As expected, you are a despicable old monster from the Tang family!”

The enemies, overcome by evil, shouted, but the King of Darkness did not even snort.

When the life and death of the family is at stake, what is the meaning of this old man’s pride?

He willingly rolled on the floor and kicked the ground, sending rocks flying all over the castle wall.

The fight continued, even grabbing the dust from the floor and throwing it.

How long would it take to waste time fighting alone like that?

His clothes had become tattered, but something new could be seen in his bright, burning eyes.

“Cluck cluck.”

What he discovered was a new force approaching beyond the main base of Cheongseong, Ami, and Jeomchang.

The names Shaolin and Shaman were written on the flags they were waving.

But funny enough, the first thing that caught his eye was not the flags, but the young monk with a sturdy build who was running from the front.

A monk of an age that could still be called a late monk at best. Although he was a young man, we had only been together for a few days at most.

‘Cluck cluck cluck. ‘I’m so fortunate.’

The moment I discovered the young monk called Shaolin Dragon. For some reason, Dangak felt relieved.

In the end, thanks to sacrificing his old life, he was able to buy time for reinforcements to arrive.

As an adult of Sega, what death could be more precious than this?

‘Then, now I have to show the children the flowers of our party once again.’

The reason he did not hesitate to make moves like Naryeotagon until now was not simply to avoid the enemy’s attack.

To save energy. And, it was to retrieve memorized notes that had fallen all over the floor.

“As long as I live, no one will be able to climb over the wall of the Tang family!”

Tangak vomited blood with a smiling face and unleashed a fire once again.

* * *

The moment I discovered Dang-ak coughing up blood and throwing a tantrum.

Mujin ignored the muscle pain and threw his body using internal energy with his entire body.

If the highest leader of the party had been injured like that, there was no need to even think about how urgent the battle was.

bang!!

Every time the soles of Mujin’s feet touched the ground, as he was spreading the news of bankruptcy, a loud noise rang out, and Mujin’s body ran forward several times, leaving an afterimage.

In an instant, Mujin closed the distance between himself and the warriors of Cheongseong, Ami, and Jeomchang surrounding the walls of Dangga.

As if there was no reason to worry, they once again announced bankruptcy.

bang!

Mujin, who was running with his entire body protected by a gold ball, almost looked like a human battering ram.

Anything that stood in his way broke and bounced away. Regardless of whether it is a weapon or a human body.

“M-stop it!”

“It must not be pierced!”

At first, when Mujin suddenly appeared, the Cheongseong, Ami, and Jeomchang warriors in the rear each shouted and tried to stop Mujin.

“Avoid, dodge!”

Seeing the disciples jumping out of the way and having their bodies bent strangely here and there, it wasn’t long before the elders of each sect were shouting in urgent voices.

Of course, they weren’t idiots who would just suffer.

“Leave that guy behind and block the rear!”

“Isolate him!”

Rather, he chose to leave Mujin alone and block the shaman and Shaolin disciples who were following him.

But Mujin didn’t care.

I realized this through the battles at Jongnam Mountain and the Murim Alliance. The fact is that Shaolin is strong enough.

Since I’m with a shaman now, even if I don’t have confidence, I should be able to get through them.

“The King of Darkness, Noh Seon-bae!”

That’s why Mujin neglected the rear.

All he could do was run towards Danggak, who was fighting and coughing up blood.

Thanks to the instructions of the elders of each faction, the number of people blocking the path decreased, and from a certain point, Mujin was able to move comfortably as if running on flat ground, and soon he was able to reach the vicinity of Dangak.

While Mujin was clearing the path, Dangak was also clearing out the enemies around him, but he was half collapsed and being supported by his granddaughter, Dang Somi.

“Cluck. “Why did you come so late?”

“… … Forgive me for being late. Noh Seon-bae.”

Mu-jin bowed his head at the words of Dan-ak, who scolded him for his dying appearance.

This was my best effort, but I couldn’t make excuses when faced with a patient like that.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…” … . As late as it is… … “We must protect our party song.”

“That will happen, so please rest in peace.”

Hearing Mujin’s confident words, Danggak smiled an unusually gentle smile and closed his eyes with a relaxed expression.

Mujin thought that Dangak had fainted due to too much fighting, but soon realized something was wrong.

Danggak, with his eyes closed, was not breathing. And, for some reason, her granddaughter, Dang So-mi, was also unable to move Dangak, who had fainted.

Instead, I just forced myself to hold back my tears.

“… … Why don’t you move the old ship to the pharmacy?”

When Mu-jin asked, out of curiosity, Dang So-mi answered with bloodshot eyes as she was trying to hold back tears.

“… … Grandpa, you shouldn’t have fought. “As an aftereffect of the last fight, my danjeon was damaged.”

It wasn’t difficult to guess what the last fight she was talking about was.

A fight with Unhyangwonju, one of the great lords of Shincheon.

At the end of the fight, Dangak suffered quite serious injuries due to Dongguijin’s tactics used by Unhyangwonju.

And Mujin was there at the time.

‘There was a problem with the power supply?’

However, Mujin did not know that Tangak was in such a serious condition. Because he was kept silent in the party family.

Several years had passed since the incident, so I thought I would have fully recovered.

‘… … because of me.’

Mujin clenched his fists.

The clash between Unhyangwonju and Tangak itself occurred due to his own intervention.

Moreover, if it were not for Tangak, he would probably have been killed by Unhyangwonju.

Because at that time, I didn’t have the skills to handle that level of mastery.

Although he survived thanks to Dangak, Dangak actually died because of the injuries he received at that time.

Mujin, whose thoughts had reached that point, closed his eyes tightly and shook away the distracting thoughts.

If you think that way, Mujin had to take responsibility for everyone who died while fighting against Shincheon.

It was funny.

The beginning was obviously just to escape from the novel. These were actions taken to deal with the darkness in the novel.

As the matter grew bigger and bigger, countless people, including Shaolin and Cheonryu Sangdan, became involved.

And now the war has begun. So many people were dying.

Of course, it could have been minor compared to the damage suffered by Shincheon and those who played with them.

Most of them were never even mentioned in the novel. Most people in Mujin also did not know the name.

‘This is not a novel.’

This was something I had already felt while building relationships with the people of Shaolin, including Hyeon-Gwang, Mu-Yul, Mu-Gyeong, and Mugung, and it was something I realized when I encountered Do Wol-Cheon.

That he could no longer regard them as just characters in a novel.

Therefore, the lives of those who lost their lives on the battlefield, even those who were not mentioned in the novel, were not taken lightly.

But now Mujin is no longer weighed down by that weight.

Their deaths were not forced by Mujin.

They were people who willingly sacrificed their lives for the greater good and for what they believed was right.

Therefore, what Mujin needed to do was not to be weighed down by guilt.

Achieving the cause they tried to achieve by sacrificing their lives.

“Whoa.”

Mujin, who had calmed down his clouded mind, took a deep breath and looked at the sleeping Danggak with clearer eyes.

“Rest in peace. Noh Seon-bae.”

After giving his final greeting, he turned his back on Dangak.

The sight that was then seen was that of enemies struggling fiercely to destroy the party.

It looked hideous, as if a swarm of anglerfish were trying to escape hell and ascend to earth.

“I will protect the party.”

Protecting the house from those swarms of anglerfish.

That was, at least, a way to atone for Tangak.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,