Star Instructor, Master Baek Chapter 175: The Swordsmanship Research Society (2)

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"See you later, then."

"You go on ahead. I'll stick around a bit longer."

As Hyonwon Kang got up and left the rundown inn, he glanced back at Tang Soso, only to see her fiddling with the bundle she had received from Baek Suryong.

"Sniff… This scent… I can't hold back any longer…" she whispered excitedly.

Hyonwon Kang shivered. Tang Soso had claid she needed more ti to sort out their plans, but it seed that was just an excuse. Tiptoeing carefully, he pretended not to notice her rough breathing and quickened his pace, inwardly cursing his keen hearing.

"…Tang Soso. She's scary in more ways than one," he muttered to himself.

Strolling down the moonlit road toward the White Dragon Manor, Hyonwon Kang found himself drifting into deep thought. His mind wandered from the Asura Blood Heaven Blade, to the fierce battles at the Valley of Evil, and then to Peng Sahyuk, who had left for the Heavenly Martial Academy. mories of all the wrongs he'd committed in the past surfaced as well.

Maybe because he'd lived such a simple life, having so much on his mind left him feeling extrely stressed out.

"I should just go back and train…"

Shaking his head to clear away idle thoughts, Hyonwon Kang decided that moving his body was the best redy for a cluttered mind. Just as he decided to start jogging though, he felt a piercing killing intent stabbing at his back.

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An ambush!

With lightning reflexes, he drew his blade and instinctively slashed behind him.

CLANG!

Tracing a silver arc through the air, Hyonwon Kang's blade collided with a sword and bounced back, but he endured the recoil and pushed forward, pressing the attack.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Sparks flew as tal t tal. In less than a second, he had exchanged over ten moves with his foe. Realizing the attacker was no pushover, Hyonwon Kang leaped back to observe him…

"Mr. Baek?" he shouted exasperatedly, finally realizing who had ambushed him.

"Not bad. You've improved," Baek Suryong comnded, his needle-like killing intent vanishing without a trace.

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Letting out a sigh of relief, Hyonwon Kang grumbled, "What the fuck was that all about? You scared half to death."

Baek Suryong had surprised him many tis by appearing out of nowhere, but this was the first ti he'd outright ambushed him with killing intent.

"You were wandering around like you had your head in the clouds. I wanted to make sure you stayed sharp," Baek Suryong said, stepping closer and giving him a pat on the shoulder. "But your reaction just now was good."

"Were you waiting for all this ti?" Hyonwon Kang asked, sulking. Baek Suryong's sudden ambushes were technically part of his training to sharpen his natural instincts, but half the ti, it seed this teacher just wanted to scare him for fun.

"Do I look like I have that much free ti? I had so errands to run nearby."

Hyonwon Kang eyed Baek Suryong suspiciously, but this ti, he was telling the truth. While Hyonwon Kang had been talking with Tang Soso, he'd visited the Rehabilitation Sect and the Rogues' Guild.

"Did you finish talking with Tang Soso?" Baek Suryong asked.

"Yeah, more or less."

"What did you talk about?"

"Just…stuff…"

Leaving out the embarrassing parts, Hyonwon Kang vaguely explained his conversation with Tang Soso. Besides arranging a eting with the SRS President, she had also suggested various election strategies. He hadn't actually understood most of it, but she would probably fill Baek Suryong in on the details later anyway.

"…So, she said I just need to do as I'm told."

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"Stupid punk," Baek Suryong scolded, but for so reason he seed to be in an unusually good mood as he casually reached out and ruffled Hyonwon Kang's hair.

Hyonwon Kang imdiately backpedaled, feeling goosebumps down his arms. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You're freaking out."

Baek Suryong grinned slyly. "Oh, I was just rewarding you for sacrificing yourself to help your teacher and all."

"…What?" Hyonwon Kang felt a feeling of unease creep up his spine. He could only think of one reason why Baek Suryong would make that face.

"Hoho, hasn't our little delinquent has beco quite the model student?"

Mortified, the blood drained from Hyonwon Kang's face. Baek Suryong's words had left no room for doubt.

"D-Don't tell … you heard everything?" he stamred.

"Heard what? That you want to repay my kindness?" Baek Suryong retorted mischievously.

Hyonwon Kang went from pale to beetroot red in a heartbeat. "Ah, so embarrassing… It's not like that!"

"Not like that. Also, a shaless look suits you much better than a bashful one," Baek Suryong chuckled, poking Hyonwon Kang repeatedly with the Black Dragon Pointer.

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Cringing, Hyonwon Kang dodged to the side. "Ow, stop that! Why did you eavesdrop on other people's private conversations?!"

"What can I do if I happen to overhear it as I pass by? If you didn't want to eavesdrop, you should have put up a qi barrier."

"Do you think it's easy to maintain a qi barrier while talking? Well, maybe it is for you, but you're not normal!"

"Tsk tsk, this is why you should've trained harder."

"Ah, seriously, if you weren't my teacher…" Hyonwon Kang grit his teeth, frustrated. Not only could he not beat Baek Suryong in martial arts, he couldn't win in a verbal sparring match either. It was maddening.

Baek Suryong laughed, "Aww, want to get back at ? Should I give you a chance for sweet, sweet revenge?"

"Huh?"

Baek Suryong lifted one foot slightly, balancing on the other. "How about a movent arts race from here to the White Dragon Manor? Don't worry, I'll give you a handicap and use only one leg. If you win, I'll let you hit once without dodging."

"Really?"

No matter how abundant one's inner qi, movent arts were ultimately perford with both legs. At least, Hyonwon Kang had never heard of a master who could do it with only one.

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Thinking it was worth a try, he nodded eagerly. "Okay, let's do it!"

"By the way, if I win, I'll tell the others everything you talked about with Tang Soso."

"What?"

"Especially that you're only taking the election seriously to repay your debt to ." Smirking, Baek Suryong took a ready stance.

Realizing he'd been tricked, Hyonwon Kang hurriedly shouted, "W-Wait a minute! Give so ti to rethink…"

"Ready set go!" Baek Suryong shouted in one breath, then executed his movent arts and dashed off, ignoring Hyonwon Kang's objection.

Panicking, Hyonwon Kang sprinted after him, but even on one leg, Baek Suryong quickly pulled ahead.

"Ahhhh! You bastard! I'm going to kill you!" Hyonwon Kang scread desperately. Even though he knew that this race was part of his training, all he wanted to do right now was catch Baek Suryong and strangle the bastard.

Unfortunately, the eventual winner of the race was Baek Suryong.