Chapter 81 - Unyielding Spirits! (1/2)

“No.” The Korean recruit shook his head, “It was a group brawl. They had a lot of people…. Back when they beat Jong-Hoon, they even said… even said that the State of Korea is nothing. Park Jong-Hwan is nothing. Then they crippled the rest in the same way….”

“Okay, okay, okay!” Park Jong-Hwan slowly nodded, his eyes radiating endlessly with an ominous light. “Are you guys all trash? Our fellow countrymen have been beaten up. Why didn’t you go beat them back? Are us Korean recruits easy to bully in recruit camp?”

A wave of silence fell over the Korean recruits. Park Jong-Hoon had been beaten into the hospital by someone using heavy fist techniques. There one and only hope was the Park Jong-Hwan before them, the recruit who had been in closed-door cultivation all this time and came out upon making a breakthrough.

Park Jong-Hwan gazed at the recruits’ eyes and sighed, “Forget it. You’re not to blame. My older brother has been serious injured. You all can only give us, the Korean recruits, more shame from losing if y’all are to go.”

The recruits gently nodded, their eyes flickering with hope. Park Jong-Hwan’s furious desire for battle had been fully evoked. Next would be….

“Let’s go! Take me to the people who beat them up!” Park Jong-Hwan’s fists were clenched so hard that they crackled without end. “Today, I’m going to send them all to the hospital!”

Even though the Federation was completely unified on the surface with everyone residing under a single federation, barriers between geographical regions weren’t easy to eliminate.

This was the case in business and especially in the military. Affiliation with sects had a lot to do with geographical regions.

Fellow townsmen, fellow countrymen, strongly resonated with each other no matter the region.

Park Jong-Hwan walked out of the hospital, and his entire company of recruits were already waiting outside the hospital. They watched their expert appear, hope and expectation in their eyes. Their atmosphere, which had dropper to a low these days, began to surge up high.

The living quarters of Third Company, Second Battalion, Seventy-Fifth Brigade was not unfamiliar to the Korean recruits. They didn’t need to ask the other recruits for them to quickly arrive upon the door to the living quarters.

“Brothers! The Goryeo Club dogs have come upon our doorstep to cause trouble again!”

Jin Kui sat before the door, soaking in the sun in rest. He roared in the first instance.

As the subject of contempt, Third Company would likewise not call the recruits of the State of Korea by proper names.

“Goryeo? Club?”

Park Jong-Hwan’s complexion turned dark in an instant. This was a humiliating derogatory term used since ancient times. His scarlet foot fiercely stomped the ground, and the Korean recruits standing beside him could feel the earth tremble slightly. Park Jong-Hwan’s foot left a deep footprint in the spot he stomped, and then he was standing before Jin Kui as if he had ridden a steed that galloped at high speeds.

The Korean recruits with bitter vision exclaimed with praise in their hearts. It was the Horse Riding Vigor of Neo Taekwondo’s Keumgang. The realm was completely different when utilized by Park Jong-Hwan.

“You….”

Jin Kui felt stifled in face of Park Jong-Hwan. Though Park Jong-Hwan’s build wasn’t especially tall or huge, an ordinary figure for a man, Jin Kui felt an intense menacing pressure. It was if a guardian deity from legend was standing before him with glowering eyes.

Park Jong-Hwan didn’t even give Jin Kui the chance to talk when the Keumgang Pressing Palm was simply unleashed upon Jin Kui’s chest. Jin Kui’s thick layer of fat was totally unable to protect him at all, and his entire body flew tumbling into Third Company’s living quarters.

Crack…. Crack….

Only now did the sound of Jin Kui’s sternum fracturing ring out. He lay sprawled out on the ground, his head facing the sky, as two globs of blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.

Then footsteps clattered like rain!

The recruits of Third Company had believed that Jin Kui was joking around, but now all of them jumped out of their beds. Deng Biao scrambled over to Jin Kui and knelt down. “Kuister….”

Park Jong-Hwan, who had injured Jin Kui with a single palm strike, stood arrogantly at the door to the living quarters. He looked akin to a guardian deity, his hands clasped behind his back as he used a lofty gaze to scan the recruits of Third Company. “I am none other than Park Jong-Hwan. Today, I will let you truly experience the martial dao of our great State of Korea. Don’t you think about coming out of this in a single piece by tomorrow. Whoever beat up my little brother, come out!”

Their own comrade had been beat up at their doorstep! The Third Company didn’t even think about how Du Peng and Qin Fen weren’t there. They all charged to the door.

Jin Kui finally stopped vomiting blood, but his face was contorted from the pain. He breathed in deep breaths. His wasn’t in danger, but he wasn’t able to move a inch.

“Can you hold on, Kuister?”

Jin Kui pulled his lips together and barely made a thumbs up with his left hand, This was his answer to Deng Biao’s question.

Crack….

“Little Chuan….”

Concerned shouts could be heard from the recruits of Third Company that were outside the living quarters. Recruit Zhang Xiaochuan was on the ground hugging his broken left leg. He held back from screaming, uttering not a sound.

“Good!” A wave of cheers came from the Korean recruits. Park Jong-Hwan didn’t even defend against Zhang Xiaochuan’s Gale Kick. He simply broke Zhang Xiaochuan’s left leg in an instant with the Poomsae Keumgang Elbow Strike.

“I’m going to send you all to the hospital today! I won’t miss a single one of you all!”

Park Jong-Hwan clasped his hand behind his back once more. He scanned the recruits of Third Company without a direct gaze. Was Du Peng, the recruit he beat up his little brother, not here? Was he hiding? Good then! Park Jong-Hwan would keep beating up these recruits until he appears.

“I’m next!”