Vol 2 Chapter 63. Well Done. You Did Really Well (2)
Shaolin announced that they would continue the martial arts tournament.
However, there were a few problems. One of them was….
“Qi… deviation, you say?”
“That is what happened.”
The Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect answered with a troubled expression.
“I do not know what happened, but serious Qi deviation has come to that child So Jil. He says he does not remember the recent few months at all.”
“No, how could such….”
“I also do not understand.”
Looking at the gloomy expression of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Leader, they couldn’t argue further.
They couldn’t force a disciple who fell into Qi deviation to come out to the tournament, could they?
Thus, Mun Yul, who was supposed to fight So Jil, advanced to the finals by default.
And on the other side, Namgung Jin and Im Yeon-hwa had to fight.
Since both man and woman were picked as the best of the Five Dragons and Three Phoenixes, they received much attention. But….
“Withdraw.”
The Sect Leader of the Emei Sect, Abbess Jeolsim, said to Im Yeon-hwa.
“Are you telling me to withdraw?”
At the disciple’s question, Abbess Jeolsim spoke in a calm voice.
“If you and Namgung Jin compete, no matter which side wins, it will not end safely.”
“…….”
“Now that the disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect has advanced by default through luck, it is right for one of the two to yield for the sake of fairness.”
She understood her master’s words.
Certainly, if Im Yeon-hwa and Namgung Jin clashed, whoever won could not go to the finals unscathed.
In such a situation, if they fought Mun Yul of the Twin Dragon Sect in the finals, there was a high probability he would win. In other words….
‘It means a winner could emerge from somewhere that is neither the Nine Sects nor the Five Great Clans.’
From the perspective of the sect leaders of the Nine Sects and Five Great Clans, it was an uncomfortable matter.
And she knew her master.
An iron-blooded woman who could do anything for the prosperity and development of the Emei Sect was her master.
Probably, her master had obtained various rights and interests from other Nine Sects leaders in exchange for yielding the semi-final.
So she understood. She understood, but….
‘Is it not too worldly?’
It left a bitter taste.
To think the Great Emei Sect, called the Second Sanctuary of Buddhism, would make a disciple withdraw for such worldly reasons….
‘If there had been a plausible great cause instead, my stomach wouldn’t have ached….’
To the regretful Im Yeon-hwa, her master spoke in a strict voice.
“Yeon-hwa.”
“Yes. Master.”
“This is an order.”
There was no detailed explanation.
Just a single command asserting authority as the sect leader and master. And….
“This disciple accepts Master’s order.”
That was enough.
She was also a martial artist of the Emei Sect.
She could not refuse her master’s order.
Thus, Emei White Phoenix Im Yeon-hwa withdrew.
Azure Sky Sword Dragon Namgung Jin and Mun Yul of the Twin Dragon Sect advanced to the finals.
* * *
While many people were moving for the progress of the martial arts tournament and making political backroom deals like this.
What on earth was Patrick Schneider doing?
“Urgh…. Ouch. My whole body aches. There isn’t a place that doesn’t hurt.”
Patrick was lying with his head on Elione’s lap, making groaning sounds.
And Elione looked at Patrick worriedly and said.
“Honey, does it hurt a lot?”
“It’s not that it hurts, but I exhausted some energy. Ugh…. It’s the first time I unfolded a secret art in the Central Plains, and there are side effects like this.”
In the Pangemonia Continent, there were no problems even if he unfolded the Final Secret Art.
But after unfolding Radiant Dragon’s Reign Under Heaven once in the Central Plains where the density of Qi is lower, the aftereffects were significant.
His dantian was completely empty.
His energy vessels were damaged.
There wasn’t a place on his whole body that didn’t hurt from muscle pain.
“Tch, Sword Immortal or whatever, he was pretty good.”
“That strong.”
“He is pretty good. Still, I won.”
“As expected of my Honey.”
“But he cheated and ran away when I hit him less.”
“I will hit him for you when I see him next time.”
Seeing Elione clench her fists cutely and vow, Patrick said as if he fell for her anew.
“Just whose wife is this pretty?”
“I'm Honey's wife.”
“Pretty. Pretty, kind. Kind.”
“Oh my….”
For the past few days.
Patrick has been doing this continuously.
Right. Let’s say it’s fine for the two officially married people to be lovey-dovey with each other. But….
“Can’t you do it somewhere else?”
Did they have to do that inside the waiting room of the disciple who was going to the finals soon?
Patrick said to Mun Yul who shouted angrily.
“Tsk tsk, Yul.”
“What is it?”
“Jealous?”
A vein popped on Mun Yul’s forehead.
What? Jealous?
Asking if he was envious that the Venerable Master was overtly being lovey-dovey with his excessively beautiful wife beside him?
“Is there any reason for me to be envious of that?”
Mun Yul shouted angrily. However….
“He is envious, right?”
“Anyone can see he is.”
The junior brothers whispering from the side did not believe in his innocence.
Right. Honestly, he could be envious. But….
“I have an important duel right before my eyes. Do I have the leisure to pay attention to other places?”
“Tsk tsk tsk, usually kids with no skill make excuses like they need to focus their minds or whatever at times like this.”
“Urgh….”
“Generally speaking, a martial artist should always be prepared enough to wake up immediately and counterattack even if a knife flies while sleeping. Usually, huh. Get it?”
“Ah. So, Venerable Master, were you prepared usually and came back after getting beaten soundly somewhere?”
“Beaten, you brat. I’m just a bit tired. And I told you I won? I even had a bout with that Sword Immortal Lü Dongbin and won….”
“Yes. Then I am very tired after fighting the Heavenly Demon yesterday. Should I not go to the finals?”
“Does that make sense? When was the Heavenly Demon’s head cut off by me?”
“If you want to bluff, do it somewhat amusingly? Or plausibly? Can’t you do that?”
At Mun Yul’s words not losing a single bit, Patrick groaned and said.
“Why don’t people believe me even when I tell the truth?”
That is because not only the content of the words is a problem, but the credibility of the speaker is also a problem.
Honestly, who would believe it?
“Cheer up. Cheer up.”
Elione stroked Patrick's head, and Patrick sighed and said.
“Well, trivial things aside. So, are you confident?”
At Patrick’s words, Mun Yul agonized.
The opponent is the eldest son of the Namgung Clan and Azure Sky Sword Dragon Namgung Jin, called the best of the Five Dragons.
Honestly, the difference between him and his position is like the difference between the peak of Mount Tai and the foot of the mountain. But….
“I will do my best not to be ashamed of the sect’s name.”
When Mun Yul answered, Patrick said.
“What kind of bullshit is that?”
“…….”
“Doing your best is obvious. I’m asking if you can win? Or not? Do you want to talk about something else?”
“Uh, that is….”
Mun Yul was troubled.
He wants to win, but wouldn't voicing that be arrogance and hubris rather than courage and confidence?
The opponent is Azure Sky Sword Dragon Namgung Jin.
Mun Yul had also defeated one of the Five Dragons, but honestly, there seemed to be quite a difference in skill between the Zhongnan Sword Dragon and the Azure Sky Sword Dragon.
So if asked if he could win….
‘Honestly, I’m not confident.’
Did he read such thoughts of Mun Yul?
Patrick frowned and said.
“Pathetic fellow.”
[The disciple answered earnestly and commendably that he would do his best, but can’t the guy who calls himself an adult give a single word of praise?]
‘Ah, Master, stay still.’
Patrick ignored Master’s voice and said to Mun Yul.
“You’re going out without the determination of certain victory while saying you’ll do your best in a victory or defeat? Was that doing your best?”
“That is….”
“Just as confusing confidence and arrogance is dangerous, do not confuse humility and weakness. A sword without belief has never done its best.”
“Yes.”
Mun Yul and other disciples straightened their posture.
It is a rare serious advice from the Venerable Master.
Unlike what he says usually, they knew they had to take it seriously at moments like this.
When Mun Yul’s eyes improved a little, Patrick nodded and said.
“If you truly do your best, regardless of the result of victory or defeat, I will not rebuke you.”
“Yes. I understand.”
“I say again. I do not rebuke.”
“…Yes. I understand.”
Is it something to be heard twice?
To Mun Yul thinking that….
“Junior Brother.”
A peerless beauty with sleek black hair hanging down between her tall height and beautiful features put her arm around Mun Yul’s shoulder.
“Uh…? Senior Sister?”
It was Persona.
She looked at Mun Yul with eyes quite serious unlike usual and said.
“You know what is at stake as the prize for this final, right?”
“…Ah.”
That is right.
As prizes for this final, peerless treasured swords, spiritual medicines, treasures, etc., put up by each sect are at stake.
And the Twin Dragon Sect put up Persona, who had subtly ascended to the Number One Beauty Under the Heavens, here.
That means….
“You will do your best regardless of the result?”
“Ahem, Senior Sister, that is…….”
“Re·gard·less of the result?”
“…….”
Crack. Crack.
The shoulder Senior Sister is holding with her hand hurts.
If she squeezes stronger, won’t the bone shatter?
To the frozen stiff Mun Yul, Persona said.
“My kind Junior Brother. Surely you didn’t want to get rid of this Senior Sister somewhere because she was annoying, right?”
“Th…. Is there any way that could be true?”
“Hmm, only with words?”
“…….”
“You can show it with results, right?”
“…….”
“Right?”
“…….”
“Answer.”
Craaaack.
“Yes! Of course.”
Mun Yul answered hurriedly.
Only then did Persona’s murderous expression relax.
“Right. Then I’ll consider it a promise….”
It’s not quite a promise though?
“Go and crush that kid named Namgung Jin or whatever. And make me free. Understand?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“It’s a promise.”
“A promise is….”
“It’s a promise.”
“…Yes.”
Let’s just say it’s a promise.
Because life is precious.
* * *
Two men ascend the sparring platform.
Mun Yul of the Twin Dragon Sect.
And Namgung Jin of the Namgung Clan.
The martial arts tournament surrounding the two men was filled with much more spectators than before.
“Ooh, is one of those going to become the Number One Person Under the Heavens of the next generation?”
“Wouldn’t that be so? Since the heavens granted the protection of the dragon and the protection of the heavenly sword.”
“Hmph. As expected, the one who wins in this final must be born with the fate of a great hero.”
“Indeed, indeed. Now the good days for those Unorthodox bastards are gone too.”
The reason the audience increased so much was because of the auspicious event that happened recently.
A giant dragon of light and a sword of the sky manifested.
Because the winner of this martial arts tournament is an absolute master born with the destiny to become the next Number One Person Under the Heavens.
Such a rumor spread widely.
It was a misunderstanding created because the Jaegal Clan Head interpreted the fight between Patrick and Lü Dongbin as he pleased.
‘Look at them go.’
Patrick chuckled after hearing that interpretation.
But he didn’t bother to correct it either.
Even if he said it, there’s no way they would believe it, but on the other hand….
‘This scale has grown, but it’s not bad, right?’
Although it is a misunderstanding, if many people believe that misunderstanding, the misunderstanding also becomes the truth.
Isn’t that what rumors are?
The corners of Patrick’s mouth went up into a smirk.
“Kukuku. Did they call it calling a deer a horse? What’s good is good. Isn’t that right, Master?”
[How is that good? You crazy bastard!]
“The disciple is very happy that Master also agrees.”
[You don’t listen to me these days, do you? Huh?]
“What did you say? Did I eat breakfast?”
[Hey you….]
While Patrick was talking to himself towards the sky like that.
“From now on, we will conduct the duel to determine the Number One Rising Star Under the Heavens.”
The Abbot of Shaolin shouted in a loud voice.
Since it is the final, he intends to stand behind the sparring ground himself and introduce the two.
“East, the Grand Young Master of the Namgung Clan. Azure Sky Sword Dragon Namgung Jin.”
The audience cheered at the Divine Monk’s introduction, and Namgung Jin bowed politely towards all directions, keeping his manners.
“West, the Head Disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect. Mun Yul.”
When Mun Yul was introduced, a louder cheer rang out than when Namgung Jin was introduced earlier.
“Woooooah! It’s the Twin Dragon Sect.”
“Is the era of the Five Great Clans ending too?”
“Young Hero Mun Yul, stay strong!”
It seemed the appearance of a newly rising powerhouse excited the audience more than existing strong ones.
Namgung Jin twitched his eyebrows subtly as if he didn't like that.
And when the introduction of the two ended, the Divine Monk said.
“Both parties compete in skills fairly, but be careful not to hurt each other with excessive moves. Since everyone is a precious pillar of the Murim….”
“Yes!”
“I will keep it in mind.”
Hearing the answers of the two, the Divine Monk nodded and went down below the sparring platform.
And an Elder of Shaolin who came up as if switching with him stood between the two and said.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
“I am sufficient.”
Hearing the answers of the two, the Elder nodded, then raised his hand vigorously and said.
“Start!”
Finally, the final match of the martial arts tournament began.
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