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The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything Chapter 40

A first class martial artist stirring a new wind (2)[ ... words ]

The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything Chapter 40

A first class martial artist stirring a new wind (2)[ … words ]

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40. A First-Class Martial Artist Stirring a New Wind (2)

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I truly felt like I was going to die.

Among Jing (Essence), Qi (Energy), and Shen (Spirit), it felt like my Shen was about to vanish.

Unlike most people whose Shen vanishes because of a lack of Jing and Qi, I had somehow kept my Jing and Qi moving with internal energy and medicinal herbs for energy recovery, so it was my Shen that was becoming devastated.

However, with the likes of Namgung Jin-myeong, the leader of Sahwangbong, and the leader of the Black Snake Room standing guard, who would dare to say they would rest for a while?

Thanks to that, I enjoyed a luxury that no one in the Jianghu would ever enjoy.

I must be the only one who had all the experts of the White and Black paths stepping up °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° to stand guard and unblock my acupoints for me.

In that fatigue where it felt like my spirit was about to vanish, I somehow moved my body again and went into the Soul-Destroying Formation, and eventually, a disaster happened.

I had taken a few wrong steps.

But strangely, at that moment, a new path of the Soul-Destroying Formation was visible, and I walked the path again as if nothing had happened.

It was a mistake that should not have happened originally, but wouldn’t I be the only one who knew about the mistake inside the Soul-Destroying Formation anyway?

When I asked Yoo Ji-ryang casually, he said that as one of the ways to study the formation, there was a method to grasp the path first and embody the calculation.

However, in my personal opinion, I thought it might be the efficacy of the Tae-eul True Scripture.

As I began to learn the Tae-eul True Scripture, which is a study to enlighten the Tao of all things, I gained a new perspective on the information coming into my surroundings, and as my Shen was objectified in a state where Jing and Qi were separated, perhaps I had realized the mystery of the formation. I was just speculating.

Anyway, I saved everyone in the end.

Excluding those who died by moving rashly inside, and excluding those who died because they could not endure the hunger, I saved everyone.

I heard that there has never been a case in martial arts history where one person saved so many people.

Honestly, I was concerned about the people inside dying, but it was not something I would risk my life for to this extent.

It was a situation where I could have saved them while trading appropriately and taking what I wanted.

I could have turned it into a situation that benefited the Tae-eul Sect and me as much as I wanted, but after hearing that Yong So-ah had run away to Wudang through the Murim Alliance and had not properly delivered information about the formation inside, I thought that I must save all the people inside even if I had to risk my life.

“Only then will the reverence for Yong So-ah be thrown into the dung heap.”

The fact that the Murim Alliance, the mountain of the White path sect, eventually fell into the hands of Yong So-ah was thanks to his most powerful martial arts and the background of Wudang, the strongest sect of the Murim Alliance that was protecting him.

Furthermore, while other sects were dying helplessly whenever they engaged in battle with the Demonic Cult, Yong So-ah had won victories against the Demonic Cult with his unique inhuman ability.

All these things developed into reverence, making people think that the only hope of the Murim Alliance was Yong So-ah.

“But that is only until today.”

The people gathered in Agyang, crossing the Black and White factions, seemed to have become friends, and they were busy celebrating by sharing tables and drinking alcohol.

The disciples of the Black path sects were conveying words of gratitude to the experts of the White path sects, and conversely, the experts of the White path sects were conveying the gratitude of the Black path sects.

In the midst of that, the common enemy was definitely sublimated into Yong So-ah, and people grew their anger toward him by chewing on Yong So-ah instead of snacks at every drinking party.

The fact that Yong So-ah had taken such a huge dump, and Wudang had called him to the Wudang Sect to cover it up and hide him tightly, had rather become a bad move.

As survivors began to emerge, relief supplies and supporters began to pour in from all over the Jianghu, including the Murim Alliance, but Wudang was not among them.

“It will get interesting from now on.”

A solid reservoir is bound to collapse starting with a small hole.

It was not irrelevant to see that Wudang, the strongest of the White path martial arts world, had a small hole starting from today.

Of course, since it was a small hole, they could block it as much as they wanted, but judging by the behavior I had seen from them so far, I doubted whether they would actually do that.

Even now, strange rumors were going around, centered on the Beggar Sect, that the formation inside was not that scary of a formation, but whenever someone mentioned such rumors, they were beaten to a pulp by those who had suffered at the Maryeong Plateau.

Then, such nonsense rumors quickly died down.

“Now they look a bit like humans.”

After saving all the survivors, we withdrew all command posts and field camps and moved to Agyang.

We rented thirty inns and guesthouses, including the inns, entirely to first assign them to those who were injured and those who had accumulated fatigue during the rescue process, and I received a separate detached house among them and could rest comfortably.

When I wake up from sleep, I call the waiter to stuff a lot of food into my mouth, perform internal energy circulation, and sleep again. When I wake up hungry like that, I get up again and repeat this action.

Only after doing that for three days did I feel that my spirit was slowly returning and my body was getting closer to normal.

After waking up, the first thing I did was check my internal energy.

In the midst of the urgency, I did not know because I was performing internal energy circulation in a state of selflessness without even being able to check the efficacy of the Tae-eul True Scripture, but my internal energy had already reached two Gapja.

“……Huh.”

It seemed that the Tae-eul True Scripture had swept through my whole body and gathered all the energy of the remaining medicinal herbs that had been sleeping in my body.

The feeling of having internal energy that I could use as much as I wanted and a perfected martial art that could pour out that internal energy was very unfamiliar.

“There was a reason why the experts of the Jianghu and that guy Yong So-ah were confident.”

A sense of fulfillment that I had never felt in my previous life or this life.

I felt confident that I could solve all the things I had planned without any difficulty.

Because I had spent three months at the Maryeong Plateau, there was only three months left now, and it was a point in time where I had to move as every hour was precious.

“Still, it was time well spent.”

Celebrating like that, I first visited Jang Do-won.

“Hehe, you really…….”

Jang Do-won, who saw the Mita Saint-Hand, was exhaling a hollow laugh with an astonished expression.

“I thought it was thankful enough that you returned alive…….”

“It is all thanks to you, sir. This was quite helpful.”

I said while shaking the Flying Dragon Claw.

“I shouldn’t have made it for no reason. If I had known you would be this annoying, I would have just made it roughly.”

While saying that, Jang Do-won did not erase the smile from his lips.

In my previous life, Jang Do-won had once said something like that.

The person who made the item feels joy just by meeting an owner who utilizes his item well.

“Come in three days.”

“Does it take that long?”

“It is a thing that does not fall behind anything with the energy of extreme Yin. Do you think handling this can be done all at once?”

“I understand. How much money should I prepare?”

“Forget it. Even if I receive that kind of money, I have no place to use it.”

“Really?”

“Among the children you saved this time, there were some of my guests. Let’s consider that as the payment.”

“Huh? Then the calculation does not match.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Right now, people from both the White and Black path sects are saying they will repay me, shouldn’t you at least give me one treasure?”

“You rotten fellow. Do you want to see me fail in handling even the Mita Saint-Hand and ruin it?”

I quickly left his shop before his heart could change.

Jang Do-won even closed the door he was doing business with and started working.

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It was when I was about to return to the detached house again.

I was about to step aside when I saw a group of martial artists wearing the martial arts uniforms provided by the Murim Alliance.

For some reason, those twenty people stopped abruptly in front of me.

“Are you Jin So-woon of the Tae-eul Sect?”

Furthermore, they already knew my identity.

“That is correct.”

“You have to come with us.”

Like that, the martial artists of the Murim Alliance trying to grab my arms from both sides.

I immediately shot my palms at them and made them back off.

The martial artists who had retreated three steps from the unexpected attack were startled and were trying to draw their swords.

“Are you ignoring the orders of the Murim Alliance?”

“You have not yet revealed who you are, where you came from, or why you came.”

If it had been in the past, I would have thought that following quietly without a disturbance was the correct answer, but not now.

“I am Gong Seok-chan, the Agyang branch leader of the Murim Alliance. If I say it is about what happened at the Maryeong Plateau, you know what I mean, right?”

I tilted my head.

“I do not know.”

“You rascal! Your sect, the Tae-eul Sect, also occupies one peak of the One Hundred and Eight Peaks. Do you intend to ignore the Alliance Law of the Murim Alliance?”

“I clearly told you. I do not know what you mean. What kind of wrong did I commit there?”

Gong Seok-chan signaled to the martial artists of the Murim Alliance.

Then, four people were trying to rush at me at the same time.

Without even needing to draw my sword, I unleashed the Manhwa Invincible Fist.

Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puck.

The martial artists of the Murim Alliance, who were engulfed in dozens of fist shadows extending in an instant, were gasping as if they could not breathe after being hit in a few vital points.

“You rascal! Do you know what kind of thing you have committed!”

“Then what are you, branch leader, plotting by putting the Alliance Law in front?”

“What?”

“In the lodging where I am staying, there is definitely the Namgung family, and there is also the Mosan Sect. Through them, there would have been no need to mobilize such an armed force. Why are you using this method instead of that?”

“…….”

“I do not know the reason, but if it is reasonable, I will follow, but if not, I will not go.”

The story I heard from Namgung Seon-hwa.

It was the Murim Alliance that just watched even when Yong So-ah fled to Wudang.

Because of such behavior, a war almost broke out between the Namgung family and the Wudang Sect.

Because of this, Namgung Jin-myeong’s anger reached the top of his head, and it is said that he completely excluded the Murim Alliance from the rescue operation afterward.

It meant that there was no need for me to bow down here because it was the Murim Alliance.

“It is a suspicion regarding what kind of device might have been in the formation at the Maryeong Plateau from the beginning.”

I was listening quietly to Gong Seok-chan’s words, but I still did not understand.

When I tilted my head, he told me in detail.

“Can you prove that the formation deployed at the Maryeong Plateau was not the Tae-eul Sect’s?”

“Paha.”

Yong So-ah could not break through it, and the Mosan Sect could not break through it, but the disciple of the Tae-eul Sect broke through it, so was the formation not the Tae-eul Sect’s from the beginning? That was the doubt.

I was so dumbfounded that laughter burst out without me knowing.

“If our Tae-eul Sect had the ability to deploy a formation of that level, was there any reason to live while being persecuted in the lowest seat of the One Hundred and Eight Peaks from the beginning?”

“……That will be known if we investigate.”

“Then, please show me the official order of the Mantongbu.”

“……What?”

“If it is such an important matter, you must have received the approval of the Mantongbu. Or, are you saying that you, branch leader, will investigate based on circumstantial evidence?”

“…….”

Naturally, there was no way there was an order.

If it were an order for such an important matter, it would have to be approved by Zhuge So-myeong. Because he would not take such a conspiratorial suspicion seriously.

“……The fact that you keep repeating yourself is becoming increasingly strange.”

I suddenly asked because I had a thought about this illogical behavior of Gong Seok-chan.

“By any chance, are you from the Wudang Sect?”

Flinch.

Seeing that expression that he couldn’t even hide properly, I finally understood.

“Ah, if you are from the Wudang Sect, that could be the case.”

The reason why Yong So-ah, who went to ask for the help of the Murim Alliance, went to Wudang and they did not step forward properly.

“This is unrelated to my sect…….”

The reason why they stood back blankly and hoped that all the witnesses inside the Soul-Destroying Formation would disappear.

And the reason why they rushed out now that Yong So-ah’s name had fallen to the ground, I understood everything.

“Bring the order. Otherwise, I will not go.”

Just as I was about to ignore Gong Seok-chan and move my seat.

Eventually, as if he could not endure it, Gong Seok-chan used his hand.

“Hmph.”

I tried to respond with the Manhwa Invincible Fist without delay.

I did not yet know what level the Tae-eul Sword Emperor’s martial arts were, and I did not know if it could respond to the Wudang martial arts, but one thing was certain: my internal energy would be higher than his.

At that moment, a man of huge stature appeared between the two of us and swung his saber toward Gong Seok-chan.

Bang.

The man of huge stature was just standing still after swinging his saber, but Gong Seok-chan flew away while floating in the air for as much as two jang.

“Kuh-heuk, wh, who are you! Daring to do this to the branch leader of the Murim Alliance!”

“Branch leader?”

The man of huge stature said while shouldering his saber.

“A mere branch leader daring to persecute the benefactor of this Cha Seok-du of Sahwangbong? Child. If you want to take this child, go and bring your Alliance Leader.”

At the words that he was Cha Seok-du, the leader of Sahwangbong, which was one of the leading martial arts groups of the Black path martial arts world, Gong Seok-chan’s face turned pale.

Walking out calmly to his side was Namgung Jin-myeong of the Namgung family.

“I clearly said that it was not a matter for the Murim Alliance to interfere.”

Not only Gong Seok-chan, but the martial artists of the Murim Alliance seemed to want to run away from the spot right away just with the appearance of those two.

Eventually, Gong Seok-chan left the spot in a hurry while doing a salute that was neither here nor there.

“Finally, I am seeing the face of our benefactor.”

“Look here, didn’t I tell you to tell our guards when you go out.”

Seeing the two giants of the White and Black paths, who would not be strange even if they bared their teeth at each other, together as if they were close friends, my head was just complicated about how I should deal with it.

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The Genius Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything

The Genius Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything

The Genius Warrior Who Remembers Everything, The Martial Genius Who Remembers Everything, 모든걸 기억하는 천재무사
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
Jin Sowoon, the Third-Rate Martial Artist Who Remembers Everything, Returns to the Past—30 Years Before the Demonic Cult’s Resurrection. “The fact that I’ve returned to the past… doesn’t exactly seem like a divine sign telling me to save the world. If it were, they’d have at least given me some special power or maybe attached the soul of someone like Zhang Sanfeng, right?” A hopeless third-rate sect. Talent in martial arts so poor it couldn’t be lower. I’ve returned, sure—but the cards I hold are far too weak to celebrate. “…I’m screwed.” Thus begins Jin Sowoon’s desperate struggle to change a doomed future.

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