Vol 2 Chapter 36. Won't You Go to Shaolin Temple With Me? (1)
There was a reason Patrick restricted Mun Yul from using the Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms.
Mun Yul had already become sufficiently strong by mastering the Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms based on the enhanced internal energy from the World Tree.
However, actual combat is a different story.
Looking back at Murim history, there are quite a few cases where rising stars, nurtured with utmost care by famous clans, were defeated and decapitated by nameless wanderers.
There could be various reasons, but one of them is being too engrossed in the sect’s martial arts.
Since they learned excellent martial arts and grew their internal energy by eating spiritual medicines from a young age, naturally they are strong.
They have no choice but to be strong.
But that is not their own strength, merely strength provided by a superior environment.
Such brats die absurdly to wanderers tempered through fierce actual combat or Unorthodox practitioners using despicable cowardly tricks.
Only when they overcome such crises several times and accumulate experience do they truly become martial artists, but how many rising stars of the Jianghu disappeared without seeing the light before that?
Patrick absolutely could not bear to see the disciples of the Twin Dragon Sect end up like that.
Then what should he do?
The answer is simple.
If being engrossed in excellent martial arts is the problem, just seal those excellent martial arts so they can't be used.
Make them face the enemy only with basic swordsmanship without techniques.
It was part of the education to make a swordsman who uses martial arts, not a swordsman who relies on martial arts.
If one sincerely understands the martial way accumulated within oneself, one can win sufficiently with just basic swordsmanship.
“It was an instruction given with such deep meaning.”
“…….”
“Actually, didn't one guy win using only basics at first? Such solid experience is important for greater growth in the future.”
“…….”
“Hey, are you listening?”
Persona and others who heard Patrick’s lengthy explanation….
“That’s 100 percent bullshit, right?”
“Clearly he’s doing that because he’s holding a grudge after being criticized by the kids.”
“Sigh, what was I thinking serving such a person as a master….”
They were gathered among themselves and whispering.
Seeing the disciples and retainers whose eyes were full of distrust, Patrick’s fist itched. Should I just drop everything and beat them up?
Why do I have to leave sturdy fists alone and explain with words until my mouth hurts?
At the moment he was thinking that….
“Opening!”
Mun Yul’s spirited shout burst out.
The moment the stance of the second of the Four Bears of Hunan, who remained alone and was struggling, collapsed, Mun Yul unfolded a Flashing Dragon Strike like a thunderbolt.
“Keu-heok!”
So Jin, who allowed that single blow as is, flew backward just like that.
“Waaaa!”
“Won again.”
“Even though it was two against one this time.”
“To think he has that level of skill at that age.”
“Was the Twin Dragon Sect such a strong sect?”
The complexions of the civilians of Tianshui County brightened greatly watching Mun Yul’s victory.
They were greatly anxious at the words that the Unorthodox Faction was invading.
It was questionable whether the Twin Dragon Sect was strong enough to protect them.
To such people, Mun Yul was showing right now.
Be relieved.
That the Twin Dragon Sect will firmly protect this Tianshui County.
Patrick watched that scene and thought.
‘Misfortune turned into a blessing.’
If they had dueled inside the sect, the civilians of Tianshui County would not have seen the aspect of this duel.
They would hear the result, but still, it cannot compare to confirming it with their own eyes.
Those present here now will convey this fact to others.
And today’s anecdote transmitted from mouth to mouth will raise the reputation of the Twin Dragon Sect.
The Twin Dragon Sect is re-emerging in the Jianghu in full scale.
‘Well, that’s only if he finishes well.’
Patrick’s gaze turned to someone whose face was red as if on fire….
‘Uh? His name was… Jang Pal? Jo Pal? What was it?’
Such a question of Patrick was solved immediately.
“To think you can’t beat one brat like that? And you call yourselves the younger brothers of this Great Bear Fist Jang Pil?!”
Because Jang Pil shouted in great anger.
‘Ah…. Jang Pil.’
Patrick, whose question was solved, looked at Jang Pil carefully once again.
‘They call themselves Four Bears of Hunan, but practically that guy must have led alone.’
For a mere Unorthodox bastard, the spirit emanating from him was quite plausible.
Even so, he is just an Unorthodox bastard, but it was clear that he possessed skills distinctly different from his younger brothers at least.
“Watch clearly from there. What kind of guy this Great Bear Fist Jang Pil is!”
And Jang Pil clenched his two fists tight and stepped forward.
“I am the first of the Four Bears of Hunan, Great Bear Fist Jang Pil. You bastard, come out and let’s contend for supremacy.”
At Jang Pil’s words, Mun Yul took a stance with a confident expression and said.
“Anytime.”
“Cocky bastard!”
Jang Pil, enraged by Mun Yul’s short words, narrowed the distance in a single step and thrust his fist at Mun Yul.
Unlike the rough spirit, the fist he thrust was emanating a refined spirit.
Mun Yul countered and thrust his sword to meet it, but….
POW!
The moment Mun Yul’s sword clashed with Jang Pil’s fist, he had to take one step back.
And Mun Yul saw.
The blue energy formed on Jang Pil’s fist.
‘Fist Qi….’
Jang Pil’s Fist Qi was wrapping from his fist to below his elbow, protecting his arm.
Jang Pil, who seized the advantage in the first move, rushed toward Mun Yul just like that and said.
“You spirited brat bastard. Today this elder will teach you that there is a sky above the sky!”
At those words, the corners of Mun Yul’s mouth went up and he smirked.
“Merely the likes of you?”
Usually, the Instructors who accept sparring sprinkle formed qi beyond sword qi.
And the Bong-gong, when sparring occasionally, practically played around even while dealing with such Instructors simultaneously.
But an Unorthodox bastard who merely emits a little Fist Qi discussing the sky or whatever was not just funny but infuriating.
‘I will show you a lesson!’
Mun Yul immediately bloomed sword qi on his twin swords as well. And rushing forward, he swung his sword toward Jang Pil.
[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Fourth Form: Twin Dragons Wild Dance ]
Powerful continuous slashes filling the empty air.
Facing that, Jang Pil….
“Haaaaap!”
Mad Bear Eighteen Strikes
He countered with the ultimate technique he could unfold without letting his guard down. The Fist Qi emitted by Jang Pil’s fists splitting into dozens in the air collided head-on with Mun Yul’s sharp sword qi.
CLANG! BANG! POW!
The two exchanged fierce attacks without retreating a single step.
* * *
Patrick, who had moved to where the disciples were at some point, watched the offense and defense of the two carefully from there.
And looking at Jang Pil’s fist closely, he said indifferently.
“It’s Shaolin’s Arhat Fist.”
“Yes. Shaolin?”
Yun-a, who heard those words, was startled and retorted.
And other disciples also looked at Patrick with similarly surprised expressions.
Patrick spoke with a bored expression without even looking at such disciples.
“He modified it weirdly as he pleased, but a little of the original remains. Was that Unorthodox bastard an apostate monk?”
At such words of Patrick, the disciples were greatly agitated.
“To think it is Shaolin….”
“Isn’t the Senior Brother in danger?”
“If it was going to be like this, the Bong-gong should have stepped forward rather….”
At the appearance of such disciples, Patrick sighed.
“These guys…. Is Shaolin a big deal?”
“It is a big deal, right?”
“It’s Shaolin.”
“It’s because the Bong-gong doesn’t know Shaolin.”
At the appearance of disciples chattering with one voice, a sigh came out of Patrick naturally.
These pathetic things getting scared at the word Shaolin….
200 years ago, our Twin Dragon Sect went around beating up Shaolin Elders too. You guys.
[To be precise, you beat them.]
Anyway, it is true that I beat them.
Because I beat the First Generation Disciples one by one, a human called an Elder came out and showed something amazing called Diamond Indestructible Body.
Even after beating that, they cowardly executed a gang-beating with a strange justification called the Hundred Eight Arhat Formation.
‘Thinking about it pisses me off again.’
Honestly, isn't a hundred and eight people gang-beating a bit too much? Do the things getting crushed one-on-one want to win even by doing that?
‘I should pay them back once later.’
But putting that aside….
“Why is that guy acting like that again?”
Patrick frowned and watched the duel before his eyes.
* * *
POW! BANG! SWISH!
Bloody sword qi and Fist Qi danced wildly.
Amidst the offense and defense where allowing even a single blow would lead directly to a fatal wound, Mun Yul and Jang Pil attacked each other without resting. And….
‘Did I make a mistake?’
As the offense and defense continued, an emotion called impatience began to sprout little by little inside Mun Yul.
Twin Dragons Wild Dance is an attack that continuously consumes stamina even among the Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms.
Once started, one shouldn't stop attacking until seizing the victory.
The problem is that Jang Pil is currently facing him tightly without retreating a single step.
Actively utilizing both hands wrapped in Fist Qi, he was receiving and deflecting Mun Yul’s attacks and narrowing the distance subtly.
When a sword and fist fight, there are bound to be preferred distances for each.
Naturally, a fist fighter prefers a shorter distance, and for a swordsman, it is important not to allow that distance.
Mun Yul also learned so.
So Mun Yul, unable to push back the enemy approaching gradually, chose to retreat as the next best plan, but this became a serious bad move.
The moment he retreated backward, the power of the attack decreased significantly.
In the first place, Twin Dragons Wild Dance is not a technique unfolded while retreating.
Eventually, as the price for making a wrong choice, Mun Yul lost momentum, and conversely, the opponent gained confidence.
“Hahaha. You brat. Do you realize the world is wide?”
Grind.
Mun Yul, whose pride was hurt, gritted his teeth.
He is still weak and lacking.
But right now, at this moment, he stepped forward representing the sect.
Yet if he is pushed by such Unorthodox riffraff….
‘The past 3 years would be too wasteful.’
Gritting his teeth, he put strength into both hands holding the swords.
It felt like his arms would fall off and his breath had already reached his chin, but nevertheless….
“Uaaaaaaat!”
Mun Yul’s swords became faster and faster.
He started to strike forward by drawing up the internal energy of his dantian to the maximum.
A situation where he is recklessly deploying obviously unreasonable attacks.
Naturally, he paid the price.
POW! THUD!
“Ugh….”
One hit on the shoulder.
Another hit on the left abdomen.
While he entered recklessly, although not a direct hit, the enemy’s Fist Qi brushed past Mun Yul’s body.
Despite the pain as if his body was crumbling, Mun Yul advanced forward.
Watching Mun Yul advancing forward little by little, the corners of Patrick’s mouth, who was frowning from afar, went up slightly.
‘Right. To overturn an inferior situation, what is most needed is fighting spirit.’
At first, he made a bad move and was driven into a crisis, but now it’s done.
Flank and shoulder.
Although he paid a small price, as he came forward, he started to push the enemy back.
If it becomes like this, now the situation changes.
“Th… This guy?”
Jang Pil was flustered.
Usually, brats lacking actual combat experience do not show fighting spirit in this way.
There are many guys who panic when what they learned and practiced doesn't work, make self-destructive moves, and collapse.
But this guy is rather enduring the damage and pushing in, trying to regain the victory he lost.
Jang Pil, rich in actual combat experience, knew.
This development is not good.
That brat’s stamina will also reach its limit, but before that, his own neck might fly off.
‘This won’t do.’
Jang Pil decided.
That he should run away looking for an opening.
He decided to run away in front of all his subordinates and sworn brothers watching.
Usually, it is a choice a martial artist absolutely cannot make, but the Unorthodox are not like that.
For the Unorthodox, the most important thing is survival, not honor.
Shame is something Unorthodox practitioners can discard anytime for survival.
‘Just wait and see. I will pay back today’s disgrace twofold someday.’
The moment he made up his mind to sneak away backward like that….
‘Opening.’
Mun Yul’s eyes twinkled.
It is not that the opponent did something yet.
But the moment Jang Pil decided to flee, the will to kill faded from his fist.
Mun Yul, who was confronting him directly, saw through that point.
Not much internal energy remains.
Physical stamina is also close to the limit. However….
‘Something like this is a situation I experienced every day for the past three years.’
The days of training received from the Bong-gong always demanded Mun Yul to exceed his limits.
That experience made Mun Yul, who reached his limit, move.
People call this growth.
“Haaaap!”
[ Radiant Dragon Twelve Sword Forms: Second Form: Great Dragon Cross Sword ]
The maximum attack Mun Yul can unfold.
A cross slash larger than his own height attacked Jang Pil from the front.
‘Run… Block….’
Momentarily Jang Pil made a mistake.
He conflicted over whether to run away or block Mun Yul’s attack.
That time was short.
But in the offense and defense of martial artists fighting for a split second, that short conflict and hesitation lead directly to defeat.
“Kueaaaaack!”
The cross sword qi launched by Mun Yul exploded directly on Jang Pil as is.
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