Chapter 103 (1/2)
“A-Above and below?”
The instructor wearing a helmet immediately moved his attention to his groin area. Then he spat out in a furious voice, “Keuk, daring to fight against an instructor? This is my last remaining pride!”
The instructor continued to say harsh words but Park Muyeol didn’t listen. His eyes were currently focused on the quest window.
[Hidden Quest - Defeat the Instructor!]
[Difficulty: B-
Mulan’s training instructor, Momori, is trying to shave the hair of you and your colleagues, who aren’t mentally strong. (Momori = hairless head) You rebelled against him! If you win a duel with him, you and your colleagues can avoid the ‘shaving.’ However, be careful. Momori is disgusted with you.
-Completion Conditions: Win a duel against Momori. 0/1
-Rewards: Exemption from the hair shaving, increased goodwill with the chief of the training center, Kunta.
Failure: All your hair will be shaved off. Above and below.]
‘Was his name Momori? It is a strange name. However, why will the goodwill of the training camp chief increase?’
“This will be interesting.”
Everyone turned around to see a middle-aged man with dark skin and large muscles. The training camp chief, Kunta, stood there. Park Muyeol had briefly seen him when they entered the training camp. Kunta walked toward Momori. “Let me be the referee.”
“C-Chief, are you serious?”
“Why? Don’t you have the confidence?”
“That’s not it... how can I beat an old man?”
“Instructor Momori, don’t ignore old men!”
“S-Sorry!”
Kunta’s sudden roar caused Momori to stand at attention. He looked tense and disciplined.
“Don’t forget. Who is the Hero of Mulan?!”
“I’m sorry!”
Kunta walked past Momori.
This time, he asked Park Muyeol, “What is your name?”
“Trainee 72.”
* * *
Mulan’s hot sun shone on the many trainees gathered at the sandy beach. They were surrounding a circle made by someone and Kunta’s voice was heard from the middle.
“The duel will use a three games, two wins system! Skills and magic can’t be used. You can only compete using physical force alone. Armor can’t be worn but helmets will be worn to protect your lives! If one party surrenders or it is impossible for them to continue the fight, they will lose! Are there any objections?”
Momori shook his head. “No.”
It was the same for Park Muyeol. “Me too.”
“Then start!” Kunta stepped back and the gong rang.
The trainees shouted. There were Koreans among them but many were foreigners. However, as the country Arkstar was made in, the Korean voices were the loudest.
“Grandfather, fighting~!”
“I don’t expect you to win but I’ll be cheering for you!”
“I’m looking forward to the collective shaving!”
‘They all think I’m going to lose.’
It was natural for them to think like this. Momori in front of him was level 10 while Park Muyeol was only level 1. Even so, he wasn’t going to lose easily.
“Old man, you will regret it. I will beat you with one hand and humiliate you.”
“Oh, really? Can you actually win?”
“Kuock, stubborn to the end!”
Momori’s weapon was a long rod made of wood. It was a weapon with a long reach that could block the enemy’s access. On the other hand, Park Muyeol held a short wooden sword. The reach was short but this weapon was the best. Kim Gitae stood behind Park Muyeol nervously and Park Muyeol opened his mouth, “Haeba.”
“Yes, Chairman-nim.”
“Do you think I’m going to lose?”
“...No.”
“Then don’t make a long face.”
At the same time, Momori aimed at his head. It was an attack to the head but Park Muyeol avoided it easily.
‘It is a bit heavy but it’s pretty good.’
It was a bit slower than his body in reality but it was inevitable. Park Muyeol was just getting started.
“Your movements are pretty good for an old man.”
Momori stated as he pulled back the rod. Then he spun the wooden rod in one hand and aimed it. The smile on his face looked really ugly.
“You cropped-haired fellow.”
“What? Bald? Kuock! I can’t forgive you!”
‘I didn’t mean that... why is he so sensitive?’
Nevertheless, he couldn’t afford to think about it. The wooden rod in Momori’s hand struck at Park Muyeol’s entire body. The sound of wood and wood colliding resonated through the training ground.
Clack! Clack clack! Clack!
It was fiercer than he thought. The exclamations of the trainees burst out.
“Isn’t this grandfather better at fighting than I thought?”
“Where did he learn kendo?”
“His use of the wooden sword isn’t ordinary.”
Park Muyeol thought it was worth a try. Momori really only used one hand as he said—he swung his rod with one hand which affected the speed of the swing. He was only using one hand but there was no reason for Park Muyeol to stop this. There was nothing to lose from his point of view.
‘Thank you for one win.’
Bam! Bam bam! Bam!
Momori suddenly started to be hit in the arms and sides. Momori looked fl.u.s.tered. “W-What?”
Park Muyeol rushed faster. He didn’t want to give his opponent a chance to adjust the weapon. The short sword struck a heavy blow to Momori’s head.
“This crazy old man!”
Momori failed to regain his composure and continued to be beaten. Shouts started to erupt from the trainees. The reaction was the opposite of before.
“This is amazing. Who is that grandfather?”
“Will he win? Hey, are you shooting the video?”
“Uh. Look at that. It’s crazy.”
Clack! Pak! Pak! Momori allowed Park Muyeol to get close and was beaten to the ground. This was the weakness of a weapon with a long reach, while Park Muyeol relied on his agility. His movement speed might be slower than it was in reality but the wooden sword in his hand was realistic. He had the right attack speed to reproduce his real ability.
In the end, Momori couldn’t stop the series of attacks and screamed. “I-I surrender!”