I Became an Outcast the Martial Arts Masters are Obsessed With – Chapter 16

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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While I was pondering, my feet moved on their own.

As I closed the distance instantly, the Black Bandit friends showed an evident expression of surprise.

Do you know why these friends are classified as Black Bandits and not as evil factions?

They couldn’t even satisfy the minimum level to be classified as a martial faction.

Thugs who couldn’t even become proper gangsters.

Amateurs who had never properly learned or trained in authentic martial arts.

Thud!

My flying kick hit the chest of the beefy one with only size but no proper muscles.

“Ugh!”

No matter how second-rate I am, I can easily handle guys like these.

“You, you bastard!”

The Black Bandit No. 2, next to him, rushed at me, but it was a wild swing without even the basics of martial arts, let alone fist techniques.

I slightly leaned back to dodge, then kneed him in the side.

I kicked the back of No. 2’s knees as he staggered.

No. 3 and No. 4 took hesitant steps back.

Hmm, what should I do?

Even though they were Black Bandits, I didn’t expect them to be complete beginners who hadn’t learned much of martial arts…

So far, I fought using only my body without using any internal energy.

Because it would be troublesome if I subdued the Black Bandits too quickly.

Due to the nature of today’s request, I needed to buy time, so I only attacked flashily on the outside.

I needed them to get up like a roly-poly and rush at me to naturally kill time.

So, the attack on the first guy was more like pushing with my foot rather than a kick.

The knee I fed to the second guy could have shaken his bones and even hit his internal organs.

Still, I only hit the surface, and the back of his knee was not shattered by injecting internal energy, but I just bent his leg.

But the first guy couldn’t get up, clutching his chest, and the second guy was rolling on the ground.

To summarize, it was a situation where the opponent who received a bluff slap had fallen and couldn’t get up.

And seeing those two guys, the Black Bandits No. 3 and No. 4 in the back had lost their fighting spirit.

No matter what, they should at least be puppies, but they were utterly useless.

There’s a limit to being weak-boned.

If the ajumma who was picking up chestnuts while saying “ouch, ouch” were to rush at them with a cane, it might be possible for her to beat up all these guys.

“…Worthless.”

I clasped my hands behind my back.

I was an efficient person who was far from this kind of bluffing.

An opponent that I could subdue with one hand? Then, isn’t it normal to subdue them faster with both hands?

I couldn’t understand the sentiment of the Central Plains martial world that found it cool to toy with the opponent for a long time with one hand while teabagging, even though they could subdue the opponent in an instant.

Even though I was like that, I had no choice but to clasp my hands behind my back with the feeling of stepping in sewage.

Because the kids were straw puppies, but I had to buy time.

“One hand is enough for bugs like you.”

“You, you bastard, I’ll show you!”

“Take this, my ultimate technique! Twin Dragon Fist!”

Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen guys with no foundation like this.

Black Bandit No. 3 rushed at me, swinging his arms like a windmill, and Black Bandit No. 4 extended both fists at once.

Even the kids playing hero games in the back alleys fought more systematically than this.

Thud thud thud!

My body moved like lightning.

I knocked down No. 3’s attack with the edge of my hands on both arms, then hit his forehead with a palm strike, and I just pushed No. 4, who used the Twin Dragon Fist, to make him fall.

“Ugh, ugh.”

“Strong…!”

Looking at the guys who had fallen to the ground and couldn’t get up, a serious question arose.

No matter what, they were all guys with decent builds, so does it make sense for them to be this weak?

As I was frowning at the uneasiness, a thought flashed through my mind.

Could this be the activation of [Luck]?

As the name suggests, the [Luck] characteristic, the reward for mastering gambling skills, was a characteristic that occasionally brought about Luck.

Could it be that Luck was activated for this request, causing the appearance of fragile water balloon-like Black Bandits?

It had activated in a really useless place.

For now, I had to buy time.

I ran to the Black Bandit No. 1, who was crawling away while clutching his stomach and stepped on his back.

“Aaaaah!!”

Wow.

No, why are you screaming and making a fuss just because I stepped on your back!

Isn’t that a massage technique?

Nonetheless, reflexively, I put strength into my leg.

“Aaaaaargh!”

No. 1 let out a mournful groan as if his precious part had been trampled on.

I could understand him making a sound since his back was stepped on, but isn’t this going too far?

“That, that cruel…”

“Even if they’re Black Bandits, to treat a person like that!”

The people in the market who were watching the confrontation between me and the Black Bandits stirred.

It was because of the howling of Black Bandit No. 1, which was like expressing pain as if his intestines were being torn apart.

Honestly, I was flustered.

The effect of Luck was actually just my guess, and I couldn’t come to my senses due to the rapidly changing situation around me that was out of my control.

“Stop! Stoooop! Torment me instead, you baaastard!”

Black Bandit No. 2 cried out with a tragic voice.

“No, you devil-like outcast bastard! It’s me! Torment me!!”

“Over here! The Twin Dragon Fist is here!”

No. 3 and No. 4 also screamed at the top of their lungs.

Although it was difficult to come to my senses due to the rapidly changing situation, I lifted my foot from No. 1’s back for now.

“Huff, huff!!”

No. 1 breathed heavily as if he had been released after suffering bone-breaking torture.

“That’s right, it’s me, you bastard! You filthy Magumja!”

…Oh, whatever.

I stepped on the back of No. 2’s hand, who was collapsed on the ground clutching his knee.

Softly, with no strength.

Despite it being a light foot touch that wouldn’t even crush a chestnut rolling on the ground in the market, Black Bandit No. 2 trembled all over his body.

“Ugh, ugh!! Ugh ugh ugh!!”

No. 2’s face turned red, and veins bulged on his neck as he drooled profusely.

He was biting his lips and groaning as if he was enduring tremendous pain, to the point where even I, who was stepping on him, had the illusion, ‘Could it be that my senses are off, and I’m actually applying tremendous pressure that would shatter all the bones in his hand?’

Is this really the effect of Luck?

Was there a hidden camera nearby?

Am I getting pranked?

Thinking that Black Cat might have played a prank, I turned to look at her.

She was leaning out of the alley with her upper body, looking this way, her previous indifferent attitude nowhere to be seen.

I couldn’t see her face, but anyone could tell she had an excited expression and looked like she was craving popcorn.

I shook my head to get rid of the thought.

What would Black Cat gain by playing such a prank?

She wasn’t the impractical joker type.

“What’s the commotion!”

“We are the warriors of the Taegyeong Sect!”

Finally, the welcome cries entered my ears.

I had never waited as desperately for the [clients] of a request as I did today.

“It’s the righteous faction warriors!”

“Over here! There’s an outcast over here!”

The surrounding people cried out.

Hearing that clamor, the Taegyeong Sect warriors quickly approached me, and the people of Sacheon who made way for them cheered and welcomed them.

“Woohoo! The righteous faction warriors have arrived!”

When the Taegyeong Sect warriors saw me, they shouted immediately.

“You filthy Magumja bastard! Can’t you take that foot off right now!”

“Kuk kuk, this foot? Why don’t you try to move me yourself?”

“You baaastard! I am Gang Jun, the One-Step Three-Sword of the Taegyeong Sect!”

Gang Jun immediately drew his sword and charged at me.

Hold up, look at this motherfu-

You’re from the righteous faction, right?

If you’re from the righteous faction, you should first assume a combat stance and wait for the opponent to accept before coming in.

I focused on acting and hurriedly leaned on my sheathed sword.

Gang Jun’s level was roughly second-rate.

Swish!

Gang Jun’s continuous attacks, unleashed with all his might, had a limit of two.

If his nickname was One-Step Three-Sword, shouldn’t he at least swing three times, never mind the power?

Anyway, you must credit the Central Plains guys for their bluffing.

Clang!!

With no time to fully draw my sword, I deflected the two sword auras with a half-sword.

Even though we were both second-rate warriors, the difference between me and him was stark.

I was a fully packed second-rate, while he was just a baby second-rate.

Placed in an unprecedented situation where my limit realm was second rate, I had completed all the stats that could be raised to second rate and the optimal martial arts combination that could be used at second rate.

To use a game analogy, I was at level 30 with extreme endgame full gear in a game where the level cap was 100.

Who would play a game like that?

Ordinary users would level up to 100 while matching their equipment to the bare minimum.

The martial artists of Murim Cheonha were the same.

The absolute majority of martial artists only tried to rise above their current realm and had little interest in attaining the maximum military power that could be exerted in their current realm.

They just forcibly refined themselves because their realm didn’t rise.

If the level was high, even if you had extreme endgame full gear at level 30, you would be easily trampled.

Still, at similar levels, you would inevitably show a vast difference.

“Ugh!”

Gang Jun’s attack was quickly neutralized, and Gang Jun, unable to withstand the reaction force from my sword, took a step back.

As Gang Jun’s attack, which had aggressively charged at me, was deflected so quickly that it was almost absurd, the atmosphere around me turned chilly.

Well, shit.

In my haste to block the attack, I failed to control my strength.

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