"As expected from the beginning... *cough*!"
Every time I open my mouth, dead blood gushes out.
I knew that in such a severely injured state, even opening my mouth was dangerous, but I couldn't bear it any longer without venting this boiling anger inside me.
"You were planning to kill them all."
Ugh. I gritted my teeth and glared at the old man in front of me, feeling like tearing him apart wouldn't even be enough.
"Hehe. So the day has come when you, who were once called the Iron-Blooded Instructor, make such a face."
The elder of the Blood Demon God Cult, Ma Ne, revealed his yellowed teeth and grinned.
His unusually thick fingers were drenched in blood from his relentless practice of the Black Death Technique.
My blood.
I gritted my teeth as I pressed my palm against my abdomen, trying to keep my insides from spilling out.
"You who deceived me... I will definitely take you to hell."
"Did I say I deceived you?"
Mane laughed with a hollow expression, then immediately furrowed his brow like a grim reaper and said.
"Let's be honest with each other."
"What are you talking about?"
"You never trusted me. So now, aren't the waste that should have been dead standing behind you?"
Gooooooo!
The spirit of vengeance rises from behind.
It was the momentum created by the four absolute masters upon hearing the word 'waste' just now.
Right behind me, there were four absolute masters, each capable of competing for the title of the best in the world.
Green Forest Fighting King, Mang Hoak.
The Mad Demon, Hunyuan.
The Ice Moon Goddess, Eun Yerin.
Sword Master Mo Yong-hon.
In the martial arts world, they are masters who have been missing for decades.
But the truth was that they were unfortunate warriors who had been kidnapped by the Blood Demon Cult's schemes and ambushes, living a life worse than death for decades in a dark underground prison.
I was a martial arts instructor who studied and analyzed their martial arts to teach the later disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.
Boom!
The man, reminiscent of a giant tiger, stepped forward and shouted.
"Gal! Today, I will kill all of you and destroy the Blood Cult!"
Green Forest Bandit King, Mang Hoak.
Due to not having proper meals or exercise for a long time in the prison, he had become emaciated, but his natural physique and booming voice that echoed through the mountains remained unchanged.
Srrrng.
The man with disheveled hair and a sharp expression stood next to the Green Forest King and drew his sword.
"...Today, the Blood Cult will disappear from the martial world."
Mad Horse Hunyuan.
Once, he was the top posthumous figure of the righteous sect, but he became obsessed with martial arts, forsaking even his own family, and embarked on a hundred duels.
In the end, he won all one hundred duels, but during the process, he became a hero of the martial arts world through excessively brutal means and was said to have gone missing while being pursued by the Martial Arts Alliance.
Swoosh!
A chill, like the north wind and snow, swept around the woman's body.
"Finally... the day to repay this humiliation has come."
The Ice Moon Goddess, Eun Ye-rin.
As the young lord of the Northern Sea Ice Palace who went missing decades ago, the martial arts world was prepared for an all-out war with the Northern Sea Ice Palace due to her disappearance.
"...I will ask. Is my son... really dead?"
There were so many corpses piled up that they formed a hill, and so much blood had been shed that the ground turned red.
It was the blood spilled by the Blood Demon Cult to stop us from escaping the Brain Prison.
I said with a sly smile.
"Today will be recorded as the worst bloodshed in the history of the Blood Demon Cult."
"...It will not be recorded. You will all die here, and our school will not record a defeat. So, did you have enough time to recover from your injuries?"
"Didn't we both need time?"
I grinned at Mane while facing him.
Damn it.
I don't want to admit it, but I resemble that old man.
Manoe also seemed to have the same thought, as he chuckled and said.
"Just in time. I needed a stage to test your works."
One side of the siege surrounding us split open, and familiar faces stepped forward.
"...."
The moment I saw the four men and women stepping forward, the faces of me and my masters behind me twisted in dismay.
"No way...."
"...Huh. I taught them well."
"That's ridiculous."
"...."
The four expressionless men and women who stepped forward in front of Mane exuded an astonishingly similar aura to the four absolute masters behind me.
...It can't be helped.
They are my best 'works' that I improved and taught after studying and analyzing the martial arts of the four of you.
Also, since he is a combat weapon with his humanity completely obliterated, he would have no hesitation in killing his master.
"But it's not like I didn't expect those guys to show up."
Those four are the secret weapons of the Blood Demon Cult.
Because they have completed it, Mane has decided to eliminate us.
If we die, the Blood Cult will fully launch the war to conquer the martial arts world.
Maneu said with a sly smile.
"For a warrior, is there a more joyous death than dying at the hands of a disciple who surpasses them?"
"Crazy old man."
"Click,click,click."
As if by fate, the four absolute masters faced off against each other, having all learned the same martial art.
Gooooo!
Just the sheer force of their dominance over the area made it feel like I was suffocating.
But my expression was dark as I looked at their backs.
'If we fight like this, we will surely lose.'
The four people on the opposite side not only perfectly know the existing martial arts but have also mastered an even more improved version of them.
On the other hand, the absolute masters on this side are in a state where their bodies are not functioning normally and they are utterly exhausted from escaping the Brain Prison.
If we collide like this, the outcome is obvious.
"I hoped it wouldn't come to this, but..."
But I still had one secret move left.
I finally took my hands off the abdomen where I had just managed to stop the bleeding. Blood was still oozing out, but there was nothing I could do.
"Hey, Manei. Did I just say that the four martial arts techniques I mastered earlier are the best in the world?"
Mane, perhaps not understanding the intent of my question, tilted his head in confusion but soon answered willingly.
"Of course. Although there may be differences depending on the practitioner's qualities, all four martial arts can certainly dominate the world..."
"What if it's five?"
"...What is that sound?"
"I learned one more without you knowing."
With a sly smile, I instantly drew up my internal energy from the damaged lower dantian.
―Fwooooooosh!
For a moment, my energy overwhelmed the aura of the eight absolute masters who dominated the area.
"Huff...."
"Huff...!"
The elite members of the Blood Demon Cult, who had surrounded us widely, trembled as if they were caught in a gale.
Some of them were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and some were so severely injured that they were kneeling.
"This, this energy...!"
Mane also looked at me with wide-open eyes.
It's not simply because the martial arts I've mastered are strong.
It was because my martial arts were the pinnacle of all the martial arts they had mastered.
"Uh, how did you master the Reverse Heaven Technique...!"
Reverse Heaven Divine Art.
The ultimate martial art that can only be mastered by the leader of the Blood Demon Cult through generations.
I have mastered it.
Even the Blood Demon of that era did not know the martial arts left behind by the ancient warrior.
But it wasn't perfect.
"If only we had a little more time..."
I felt a sense of regret, but I quickly shook it off.
It wasn't a martial art that could be completed with just a bit more time.
If there is a next life, I might be able to get used to it, but...
"It's not the time to be having useless thoughts. He will be here soon."
"Uh, uh, how could you...!"
I walked towards the trembling man, who was shaking like a poodle and said to the four absolute masters.
"We don't have time. We need to break through the siege and escape before the Blood Cult arrives."
Blood Demon.
The supreme master of the Blood Demon Cult, a name that even the absolute masters here would flinch at.
I felt the presence of someone who sensed the energy of my Reverse Heaven Divine Art, breaking through the closed training hall and flying towards this place.
If he arrives here, it's all over.
"...Let's make sure to survive and get out. We all have grievances that need to be resolved before we die, right?"
I unleashed the Reverse Heaven Divine Art with all my might and charged at the Demon Brain. The four absolute masters, who nodded in agreement, also moved towards their respective opponents.
We fought with all our might.
In the end, everyone died.
It was a story not recorded in the history of the martial arts world.
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"Master!"
"...."
"Master! Master! Are you daydreaming here again?"
"...."
I slowly turned my head. A tiny hand was holding my hand and shaking it.
I was about ten years old, I guess.
A boy with a chestnut-colored bob was looking up at me with innocent eyes.
"Master! Master!"
"...What's going on?"
"The kids are waiting for you to come! They're all gathered in the training hall!"
"Study on your own today. There's a ball over there, so take it and go play."
"I studied on my own yesterday! The day before too! If you keep playing around, when are you going to learn martial arts?"
"Learning it is useless anyway..."
In response to me, the little brat who came to pick me up puffed up his cheeks mischievously.
"If you keep doing this, I'll tell the Grandmaster!"
This little acorn...
I was about to punch him but held back.
"You can't keep doing things the way you did in the Blood Cult."
Because both the times and the places have changed a lot since then.
"Got it. Let's go."
"Hurry up!"
Following the one who was pulling my hand and hastening my steps, I headed towards the small training ground where the kids were waiting.
There, the little kids dressed in training uniforms provided by the military officer were waiting for me with bright, eager eyes.
"Master! Please teach me martial arts!"
"Wow...."
I scratched my head while looking at the snot-nosed kids.
And then I looked up and saw the sign of the martial artist where I was standing.
[Baekmugwan] They say it was named Baekmugwan because it teaches a hundred martial arts techniques... Well, it seems like a bit of an exaggeration.
'It has already been a month since I woke up in this body.'
About a month ago.
As a martial arts instructor of the Blood Cult, I was a small martial arts officer in the countryside.