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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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The Unregistered Invincible.
Tang Wu grimaced and cautiously took a step back at the mention of the title, a title that carried significant weight, a man who had antagonized both the martial world and the imperial court and yet remained unscathed.
He wasn’t weak.
He was simply facing an opponent who was a monster among monsters, an anomaly, a force beyond measure.
It was like a fight between wolves interrupted by a rampaging elephant.
‘*Pooh~ Don’t fight~! *’
It was utterly unfair.
And while he could handle the Diamond Body technique, the poison immunity was a serious disadvantage, considering the Sichuan Tang Family’s reliance on poison-based martial arts.
Fighting this man was suicide. He had to escape.
He glanced at Jang Sam, who was trembling like a frightened mouse, his disguise discovered, his true identity revealed.
The question was, why were this bird brain and the Unregistered Invincible interfering with the assassination of Nangong Xiaoshao?
He could understand the bird-brain’s actions, his duty as a bodyguard, but if the Unregistered Invincible had been hired by the faction supporting Nangong Xiaoshao, to eliminate the rival faction backed by the Sun Moon Holy Cult…
He shuddered, recalling the countless masters and influential figures who had perished at the hands of the Unregistered Invincible.
It was a hopeless situation, a losing battle.
He might have to revise his plans, or even abandon the Nangong family altogether.
“Excuse me…”
Perhaps sensing his apprehension, Wu Ming suddenly spoke, raising his hands in a gesture of peace.
“I don’t mean to alarm you, but there’s no need to be so wary. I don’t intend to fight.”
“You’re just going to… let us go…?”
Tang Wu, who had been prepared to sacrifice a limb to escape, looked at Wu Ming skeptically.
“Yes. I intervened because someone I know seemed to be in danger, but I’m not privy to the details of your… disagreement.”
Wu Ming smiled awkwardly, as if trying to reassure him.
“For now, if you would simply agree to cease hostilities within this town, I will not interfere further.”
His tone was gentle, but the underlying message was clear: Leave now with your companions, or I will kill you all.
Or at least, that’s how it sounded.
Tang Wu swallowed nervously, looking at the monster hidden behind the unassuming mask.
He didn’t know what the man’s game was, but he had learned two crucial things:
The Unregistered Invincible hadn’t been hired by the Nangong family and didn’t intend to antagonize the Sun Moon Holy Cult.
If he had, he would have attacked without warning, without even bothering to speak.
Therefore, the smart move, however humiliating, was to retreat and avoid provoking the sleeping monster.
“Very well. We will leave this town immediately.”
He could only hope Ma Yang had finished her task and eliminated Nangong Xiaoshao.
Not wanting to further antagonize Wu Ming, Tang Wu quickly retreated, leaping onto the roof and disappearing.
“I apologize if I overstepped my bounds,” Wu Ming said, turning to Jang Sam, who was now alone with him, his body trembling slightly. He forced a cheerful tone.
“Haha~ Not at all. You saved my life. Thank you.”
“I’m glad I could be of assistance. By the way, how is Senior Brother Sima doing?”
“That man? He’s the same as always. Heh~ I’m a ruthless wolf. But I’m warm and loving towards my family.”
Jang Sam shrugged, his tone self-deprecating.
“Which is why I’m running around playing bodyguard, even though I’m not cut out for it.”
Wu Ming chuckled softly, a low, almost weary sound.
“A bird that flies a thousand li at its master’s command. A true Myriad Roc (萬鵬).”
“…….”
Wu Ming had intended it as a compliment, altering Jang Sam’s title, Tie Peng (Iron Roc), to acknowledge his loyalty, but Jang Sam, who disliked his title, simply changed the subject.
“I thought you would… crush them the moment they attacked. You’re surprisingly… peaceful.”
“I’m not a monster. I don’t kill without reason. It’s always better to resolve conflicts through dialogue, if possible.”
The most dangerous thing about a madman was that he didn’t know he was mad.
And while Jang Sam knew he was in no position to lecture anyone on morality, having killed countless people himself, he couldn’t help but express his surprise at the absurdly righteous words coming from the mouth of a professional assassin.
“That’s a strange sentiment coming from an assassin.”
“Ahahaha… which is precisely why I shouldn’t kill indiscriminately,” Wu Ming replied, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners, as if he had told a joke.
“It would be a waste of my time and effort to work for free.”
His breathing had returned to normal after the fight, and he had neither the time nor the inclination to continue the conversation, so Jang Sam politely excused himself.
“Well… I should return to my young master. Thank you again for your help.”
While he was somewhat reassured by Wu Ming’s warning, he couldn’t completely relax, as he didn’t know what the other attackers might do. But…
“He should be fine. Don’t worry too much,” Wu Ming said, glancing towards the Martial Alliance headquarters.
“What? What do you mean?”
Wu Ming took a step back.
“I sense… a powerful energy approaching.”
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After Tang Wu had chased Jang Sam onto the roof and disappeared…
Xiaoshao, watching as Ma Yang and Wang Meiyang faced each other, their auras clashing, turned to Mancheon, who had discreetly retreated.
“Young Master Sima, the leader of those assassins seems quite powerful. Do you think… Master Wang will be alright?”
Mancheon nodded firmly, his face a mask of confidence.
“Yes, she’ll be fine. My master is strong.”
He wasn’t just saying that. He knew from his brief training with her that Wang Meiyang was stronger than anyone here.
And he would only be a hindrance, a liability, if he interfered.
“For my master to lose…”
He looked at his small but formidable master, his voice filled with conviction, hoping to reassure Xiaoshao.
“is inconceivable.”
And moments later,
he stared in stunned silence at the inconceivable scene unfolding before him.
“My master… lost?!”
It wasn’t even a fight.
Wang Meiyang’s powerful Quanzhen techniques had been completely neutralized by the dark-haired woman,
and in a flash, pressure points on both her arms had been struck, immobilizing her.
To be fair to his younger master, who had been reduced to a trembling mess, their skill levels had been relatively even.
It was simply a bad matchup.
He recalled one of the many mystical techniques his master had described years ago, a technique designed specifically to counter the Quanzhen Sect’s martial arts.
“The Ancient Tomb Sect… the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra…”
Stunned by the appearance of the “Quanzhen Killer” technique, he calmed his racing heart and thought back.
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Eight years ago, during autumn…
when he was at his most adorable and innocent…
“Coo-coo~ Emptiness! Illumination! Fist! You’re already defeated, desuu~!”
“Haha~ You’ve already mastered the Emptiness Illumination Fist? You’ve been practicing diligently.”
He had been sparring with his master…
Looking back, his master had simply been humoring him, but at the time, he had been ecstatic, thrilled at having learned a new technique and at receiving his master’s praise.
But that wasn’t important. What followed was.
“Mancheon, since you’ve learned the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect, there’s a technique you need to be wary of.”
“Aww… but I worked so hard… can’t you just say it’s the strongest technique ever?”
His master shook his head firmly at his childish whining, patiently instructing his ignorant disciple.
“There is no such thing as an invincible technique. Every martial art has its weaknesses, its counters.”
What could he, a recently sprout newbie, say to the god-tier veteran of Murim Online?
He closed his mouth and listened attentively to his master’s valuable lesson.
That’s when his master had mentioned the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra of the Ancient Tomb Sect.
“The essence of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra lies in its swift strikes, overwhelming the opponent before they can react. Therefore, once a Quanzhen martial artist’s techniques are countered, they are easily subdued.”
“Hee~ How interesting. Master, can you show me a spar between the Quanzhen and Ancient Tomb Sect techniques? Using Twin Hand Combat?”
Yes, that was it.
The conversation that followed was the reason he still remembered the Ancient Tomb Sect’s techniques so clearly.
His master’s usually kind, benevolent face had fallen, his expression suddenly downcast.
“Well… you see… this master hasn’t quite mastered the Ancient Tomb Sect’s techniques…”
“What? You, Master?!”
He had been stunned. His master, who could flawlessly execute the secret techniques of countless sects, including the Nangong family’s King’s Sword, the Jegal family’s Heavenly Mystery Evasive Steps, the Beggars’ Sect’s Dog Beating Staff Technique, Mount Hua Sect’s Purple Cloud Divine Art, the Kunlun Sect’s Cloud Dragon Eight Movements, and countless others… there was a technique his master hadn’t mastered?
His master, his expression unreadable, explained in his usual calm, patient tone.
“The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was created by a woman, so it’s… not always compatible with men.”
Ah… so it was a matter of gender. That made sense.
He was about to nod in understanding when his master continued.
“Of course, men can learn it, and with sufficient talent, they can even master it. However, there’s a technique within the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra called the Beautiful Woman’s Fist.”
His master looked up at the sky, his expression mirroring Mancheon’s when he had struggled to learn Twin Hand Combat.
“This technique can only be mastered by women, or… exceptionally handsome men. If an unattractive man attempts to use it, its effectiveness is greatly diminished, and they can never truly master it.”
“Oh… I… I see…”
Ah… the strange and wondrous compatibility between people and martial arts…
That day, he had been utterly terrified by the existence of a technique that discriminated based on appearance, a technique that even a grandmaster-level talent couldn’t overcome if they weren’t… aesthetically pleasing.
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Well, cheoni is qualified to learn that tho😏
Damn, so even the martial arts are discriminating against ugly people now, huh? The world truly is a cruel place.
so that would make it fair the cripple also getting discrimination tho😏