Monster Heavenly King - Chapter 30



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30. The Second Disciple (3)

“Brinah.”

“Keruk.”

As Brin approached, Hyunseong pointed to his disciple and said.

“This guy is my first disciple, Brin. From now on, call him Death Penalty.”

“Chwiik, what is the death penalty?”

“Well… you can think of them as brothers. Brin, you’re the oldest. Rashi is the second.”

“Profit.”

“Keruk?”

Compared to Rashi, who answered as if he understood, Brin still had an expression on his face as if he didn’t know.

While orcs lived in clan societies, goblins had little concept of family, let alone brothers.

Because goblins only have two options: enemies and allies.

The relationship between teacher and student was something I understood because Hyunseong had provided me with physical Confucian education.

“Please take good care of me. Death penalty.”

“Keruk.”

Rashi greets politely and Brin nods awkwardly.

He looked uncomfortable, but it didn’t seem like he hated it.

Hyunseong looks at his disciples, lost in thought.

‘Are their skills… similar as of now?’

Although Hyunseong had a hard time with Rashi, it was only because he was trying to subdue him. If he had tried to kill him, it would have been like a counterattack.

If Brin uses all the means at his disposal, he may be able to defeat Rashi, butㅡ

‘Brindo won’t be safe either.’

There was a high probability that it would end up as a double-cross.

If the disciple has become great, it would be fine, but as a teacher, it is not right to push him into a difficult situation when he has not even grown properly.

That’s why he fought himself instead of leaving it to Brin.

Then, suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.

‘What if we gathered monsters and created a sect?’

Thanks to Brin, it has been proven that monsters can also learn martial arts.

So what if various monsters gathered together to learn martial arts and formed a sect?

I thought it would be fun.

‘There are more than one or two problems, though.’

The biggest problem is whether his martial arts are the Heavenly Demon Art.

If they knew this, the Cheonmasingyo and those crazy guys wouldn’t be able to stay still.

furthermore,

‘I don’t have time for that right now.’

Because there was someone who had to go out of the labyrinth and look for him.

He pushed that thought aside and called his new disciple.

“Okay, then Rashi.”

“Profit?”

“Come for a moment.”

Let’s test the new disciple’s talents.

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“… … Hmm.”

Hyunseong is lost in thought, stroking his chin.

Rash also did some light testing like Brin, allowing him to feel the energy.

Since he also knew how to control magic, it didn’t take long for him to feel the energy.

But another problem arose.

‘This guy lacks common sense.’

To put it simply, I was stupid.

Martial arts were milestones for reaching higher places.

That is why it was necessary to realize the meaning contained in the impractical herbivore.

But Rashi doesn’t understand the meaning behind the herb at all and just swings it around.

-Orcs generally have low intelligence.

‘I mean, he does have talent.’

Perhaps because he lived as a warrior, he had an excellent sense of instinctively understanding what was needed in battle, such as insight and instantaneous judgment.

I think he might be more talented than Brin in this regard.

However, when it comes to learning martial arts, the five elements were equally important.

‘Should I teach external skills?’

Basically, since it had good physical specifications, it was a good body for learning external skills.

However, just because it was an external attack, it did not mean that the herbivore had no meaning.

If you don’t realize it, you’ll end up standing still.

‘Hmm, I wonder what it might be.’

He began to recall in his head, one by one, all the martial arts techniques he had seen so far.

Then, one martial art came to mind.

But soon he shook his head.

‘No, that’s too dangerous.’

The martial arts of a swordsman who swept through the martial arts world in the past.

There was a record that he was such a skilled fighter that even the Heavenly Horse had to fight him to the death.

It was said that at that time, Cheonma fought a life-or-death fight with Geomgwi and took the secret weapon as spoils of war.

I couldn’t help but be surprised after reading it in Cheonma’s library.

Because it wasn’t normal martial arts.

‘It was a martial art that was extremely, no, only practical.’

There was not a single line of meaning contained in that poem.

Moreover, the most problematic thing is the method of cultivation.

‘Growth through actual combat with someone of the same or higher skill level.’

There is a saying that training is like real combat, but no matter how real the training is, you don’t risk your life.

But that emergency response was saying that the actual life-threatening combat itself was training.

However, in order to reach the level of a swordsman like that, even ten lives would not be enough.

‘And, I was surprised again that this wasn’t magic.’

I thought that as I learned the mind method, my personality would change to become more aggressive, but when I was told that it actually made my mind clearer and sharper, allowing me to focus more on battle, I was not only surprised, but dumbfounded.

The swordsman had been searching for masters and fighting for his life for no other reason than to become truly strong.

Sword Ghost.

There could not have been a nickname more fitting for him.

‘Well, if it was a political party, I would have called it magic.’

The standards in the political sect were so vague that they said anything people were afraid of was a form of magic.

Among them, there are even some who call them magicians if they don’t like them.

‘but…’

In the Cheonmasingyo, the only things considered as magic were things that would eat away at the learner’s life or take away someone else’s belongings.

Becoming stronger through one’s own power was not considered magic.

From that perspective, the martial arts of the swordsman were not about killing the opponent and taking their strength away, but about becoming stronger by risking one’s life and fighting for one’s life, so there was no reason for it to be called a demonic art.

‘Anyway, this is impossible.’

It was definitely not a martial art that I would recommend to my disciples.

If there was anyone teaching you this, you had to consider whether they were an assassin.

‘It has to be as simple as possible… huh? Something simple?’

A martial art passed through Hyunseong’s mind as he was contemplating.

“Yeah, that was it.”

-What? Do you have any good ideas?

Even Lash, who lacks five stars, might be able to do this.

He approached Rashi as if he had made up his mind.

“Good… Master.”

Rashi’s confidence had been dropping significantly over the past few days.

Because I didn’t really understand what Hyunseong was saying.

As the son of a great warrior, I had some pride in myself.

“Am I untalented?”

“Don’t worry. I just thought of a martial art you can learn.”

“Really?!”

“Yes, you can learn this perfectly. I guarantee it.”

“Chwiik! What kind of martial arts is it?”

Rashi snorts happily.

Hyunseong answered proudly, gritting his teeth.

“Pacheondo (Smash the Heavens Sword)!”

“Oh”

His eyes sparkled brightly.

I don’t know exactly what it means, but it sounded like a martial art that was incredibly strong.

It was indeed a powerful martial art worthy of its name.

“Seeing is believing. I’ll show you once, so watch carefully.”

Hyunseong takes out Seol-ah after putting some distance between them.

Rashi looked at his teacher with burning eyes.

As if not wanting to miss a single one.

“Profit!”

Hyunseong snickered at the sight of his disciple and lifted Seol-ah up high with both hands.

and,

Shhh!

He swung his sword vertically.

“This is the first herbivore.”

“… Profit?”

Ignoring Rashi’s strange expression, I took a stance to perform my second attack.

This time, he swung Seol-ah horizontally.

A sound that cuts through the air.

“This is the second meal.”

“…?”

The guy who still looks like he doesn’t know.

And the last one is the herbivore.

Hyunseong picked up Seol-ah and stabbed her into the air.

“Until the third meal.”

“… … .”

“What did you feel?”

Rashi thought deeply about his own words and shook his head from side to side as if he didn’t know what to do.

“Isn’t it just swinging a sword and stabbing?”

It was just as Rashi said.

As he said, it seemed like he did something grand, but what he did was just cut vertically, cut horizontally, and stab.

A martial art known to anyone who uses a sword, or rather, to anyone in the martial arts world.

It was the Samjae sword technique.

“Yes, that’s right. The three basic principles of the Samjae Sword Technique: Heaven, Earth, and Man.”

However, strictly speaking, this was not the Samjae Sword Technique but the Samjae Sword Technique.

It was a martial art called Pacheondo, which was created based on the Samjae Sword Technique.

A martial arts school that proudly occupies a place in Cheonma’s Jangseogak, where only martial arts schools that once ruled the world can enter.

“There is no martial art better suited to you than this.”

In fact, until I thought about it, I had completely forgotten about the martial art called Pacheondo.

That would be the case, since the herbivore method itself was no different from the Samjae sword technique.

It’s not that I forgot, it’s that I forgot because it was so obvious.

“Is that really all I need to learn?”

“Yeah, it’s useless if you can’t understand the meaning behind it anyway.”

Sometimes, it was like poison that was worse than nothing, to the point of making one’s skills regress.

If you can’t understand the complexities of herbivores, you have no choice but to keep it as simple as possible.

Of course, it might be slower than learning other martial arts.

but,

‘That’s how certain it is.’

There is also a saying that simple is powerful.

Rashi snorted excitedly.

If it was like this, I could do it too.

Rather, it was almost like what he did best.

Hyunseong quickly unfolded his three swords again and continued speaking.

“Pacheondo is a martial art that takes the Samjae Sword Technique as its origin, and it can be said to be the ultimate sword technique that contains all the secrets of swordsmanship in just three basic techniques.”

“Oh… But didn’t you say that it would be good for me to learn the Tao?”

Over the past few days, I’ve been hearing from Hyunseong about the difference between a sword and a sword.

He said that he was more suited to the Tao than the sword.

But, learning swordsmanship.

“Swords and swords are certainly different. But that’s only true when you delve deeper into it.”

This kind of herb that has no beginning or end has no meaning in distinguishing between a sword and a sword.

Rashi, who was listening to his story, tilted his head as if he had some question.

“Then why did you change the name?”

It’s hard to memorize.

From his point of view, he couldn’t understand why they had to separate the names.

At those words, Hyunseong snickered and opened his mouth.

“They use different weapons and have different internal energy methods.”

“The law of the heart… .”

Rashido also knew what Qi was.

However, he decided to tell his second disciple, who was still making a puzzled expression as if he didn’t quite understand, the secret written at the very back of the Pacheondo Secret Book.

“Actually, at first it was called the Samjae Dobeop. But…”

[When I told them the name of my martial art, everyone laughed at me. How could the name of my martial art be Samjae Dobeop? Even the guys who defeated me laughed at me. So I smashed their heads and decided to change the name of my martial art.]

“It was written like this.”

“… … .”

Rashi was speechless.

I never thought you’d change your name for that reason.

At that moment, Hyunseong clacked his teeth as if something else had come to mind.

“If you look closely, there was a letter written behind it to be sent to someone who is learning this kind of path.”

“What do you mean?”

[Yeonja, after I changed the name of my martial arts to Pacheondo, I went around breaking the heads of all the guys who called it Samjaedobeop. So Yeonja, if there’s anyone who calls Pacheondo Samjaedobeop, you should break their head.]