[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world":3,"chapter-i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-chapter-144":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Hidden Ruler of the Martial World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1379342,1826,"Chapter 144","i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-chapter-144",144,"\u003Cp>\"Where's the money!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun stealthily brought his hand to his sword as he saw the man who was drunk and shouting at the top of his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's embarrassing, but he's my son...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the following words of the old man, Biyeol, his hand returned to its original position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You had a son? He's quite young?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had him late, so I raised him indulgently, and his personality became like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Baek Yoonjun and Biyeol were talking, the man rummaged through the house, then took a few iron coins and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you just going to let him go? It seems he's taking all the money?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's my karma... my karma...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Biyeol's gloomy appearance, Baek Yoonjun shut his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyway, the problem of parents and children happens everywhere.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun stealthily moved away and was lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His parents in his past life were ordinary if you say so when they were alive, and in this life, he had no parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...It's not for me to say.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling embarrassed for no reason, Baek Yoonjun left the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he came out of the martial arts school, Biyeol's drunk son was staggering and heading somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shall I see where he's going?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the usual Baek Yoonjun would never have interfered, since he was in a state where his heart had softened a little at the somewhat pitiful appearance of Biyeol, he slowly followed the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man entered a shabby building in a corner of the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Although all the buildings here are shabby...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun, who had been looking at the shabby and even gloomy building for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Since I've come this far, shall I take a look?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached the building, killing his presence as much as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men with nasty impressions were guarding the door of the building, and avoiding such men, he stealthily looked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Is it gambling?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A so-called shell game, where a stone was put in an overturned cup and mixed to guess which cup it was in, was being held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-The second one! The second cup!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biyeol's son was sitting at the shell game table with his eyes bloodshot and was raising his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Wow, he robs his family's property, gets drunk, and gambles? It's the end of the world. The end of the world.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he was losing all his money, Biyeol's son could not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun was watching the situation and was worrying about what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, he would have avoided the spot because he extremely disliked getting involved with people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, since there was the existence of a master to whom he could pass on everything, along with the gloomy atmosphere of the village, today's Baek Yoonjun was a little bold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Shall I go in once?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that the humans in the building that looked like a gambling den looked like villains in Baek Yoonjun's eyes also played a part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since in Baek Yoonjun's standards, villains were not seen as people, there was nothing to be hesitant about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was his daily routine to cut them down as soon as he saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Let's not use the sword this time.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enlightenment that had come from the training he had received from Biyeol before made him not hold the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Let's not use the natural energy, and let's not use the Heart Sword either.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle in Zhongnan before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun, who could not use the natural energy and the energy of the Heart Sword, had experienced a crisis of losing his mind for a very short moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'As expected, the martial power of the body itself is important.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, Baek Yoonjun was thinking of moving with only the martial power of his body, based on the enlightenment he had obtained this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I don't see any humans who use internal energy. In a ruined village like this, there probably won't be anyone above the second-rate.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a complacent judgment, purely based on Baek Yoonjun's standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on that complacent judgment, Baek Yoonjun confidently moved his feet to the gloomy building and came face to face with a nasty-looking gatekeeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What brings you here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the nasty-looking gatekeeper discovered Baek Yoonjun, he spoke, and at that nasty impression, Baek Yoonjun shrank back slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I came to gamble. What else would I come for?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, he would have shrunk back and would not have been able to utter a word, and would have left the spot without looking back, but today's Baek Yoonjun was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even answered the opponent's words properly, although he had stuttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Baek Yoonjun's answer, the nasty-looking gatekeeper scanned Baek Yoonjun from top to bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hesitant tone, combined with Baek Yoonjun's pale impression, reminded one of a weak-looking young master from a rich family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A pushover.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wide smile that did not suit him bloomed on the face of the gatekeeper, whose evaluation of Baek Yoonjun had ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch! I didn't recognize a precious person! Please come inside!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I'll come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Baek Yoonjun felt a greater fear at the suddenly kind appearance of the man, he was somehow able to move his feet and enter the gambling den.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was a small, lifeless village, the gambling den seemed to be quite large in scale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were exactly two types of people visible inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People who were raising their voices with their eyes bloodshot, and the evil who were preying on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'For some reason, my mind is at ease.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun felt a strange sense of stability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was not planning to use his sword, it seemed that there would be no problem even if he cut them all down if things went wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun stealthily approached Biyeol's son and watched him from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even excluding the fact that he was drunk, his impression, which was just right for a neighborhood ruffian, blended in perfectly with the gambling den.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time it's certain!! The first one!! I'll bet on the first one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun watched the shell game that Biyeol's son was playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's a shame. The answer was the third cup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keuk!! A-again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his eyes bloodshot, he was being completely cleaned out by the opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Baek Yoonjun watched the shell game player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he put the stone in the cup and spun it was not ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Well, I can see everything, but.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in Baek Yoonjun's eyes, the opponent's movements seemed as if he could draw them right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent, who was spinning the cup with the stone, skillfully took out the stone inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, there was no stone in any of the three cups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The third one! This time it's certain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not knowing that, Biyeol's son chose a cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun clicked his tongue at the pathetic sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not in any of the cups. What do you mean, the third one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today's particularly strong Baek Yoonjun spat out his inner thoughts, which he would never have done usually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shell game player's eyes shook like crazy, and at the same time, the surrounding atmosphere froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gazes of the shell game player and the men with nasty impressions all turned to Baek Yoonjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Baek Yoonjun was slightly scared by that gaze and unconsciously brought his hand to his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I decided not to use it today.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he also had a pride the size of a rat's tail, he was able to take his hand off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men with nasty impressions and the shell game players surrounded Baek Yoonjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this bastard saying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, if you don't want a knife mark on your pretty face, just play quietly and go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the nasty words pouring down from the surroundings, Baek Yoonjun brought his hand to his sword again and then struggled to take it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm really not using it today.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having composed himself, he stretched out his fist to the opponent in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thwack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fist stretched out with only the martial power of the body, without any energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, perhaps because it had been tempered by training, that punch made the opponent in front of him collapse on the floor in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Naengcheol-ah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This bastard!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Baek Yoonjun knocked down one shell game player, the surrounding men rushed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since their momentum was nasty, Baek Yoonjun brought his hand to his sword again and then took it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'No, I'm really not using it today!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Composing himself, he carefully scanned the men rushing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no internal energy, and their movements were also slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Fortunately, it seems there are no martial artists above the second-rate.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having made his judgment, Baek Yoonjun's confidence rose a notch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was only a confidence the size of a puddle that had collected on the roadside after a rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun rushed at the man who was punching at him in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stealthily twisted his body to dodge the punch and raised his elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The raised elbow hit the man's face exactly, and a bloody bursting sound echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun turned his body as it was and stretched out his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face of another man who was rushing at him was located exactly where he had stretched out his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun, with the momentum of his turn, moved his arm, grabbed the man's face, and then slammed him on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keuak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a bloody bursting sound, the floor of the gambling den screamed and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result of the man's face being miserably embedded in that crater naturally followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As three well-built men were shattered in Baek Yoonjun's hands in an instant, a silence fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, after a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's a master! Draw your weapons!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the shout of a man who had come to his senses, the men around Baek Yoonjun drew their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The types of weapons were all over the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sabers, swords, clubs, etc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not unified at all, and they were not managed at all, as if they had been picked up from somewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight of them drawing their weapons, Baek Yoonjun shrank back again, and his hand stealthily went to his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm not using it!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But since today's Baek Yoonjun was mentally a little strong, he was able to resist the temptation and take his hand off the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill him!! Kill him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At someone's shout, the men swung their weapons at Baek Yoonjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the trajectories of the weapons pouring down from all directions, Baek Yoonjun stealthily twisted his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, as if it had been arranged, the weapons all missed Baek Yoonjun and cut the innocent empty air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun stretched out his arm in that state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, again, the face of a man with a sword was where he had stretched out his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun lightly grabbed the man's face and slammed him on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time as he slammed one man on the floor, a sword flew towards Baek Yoonjun's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun stretched out his hand, put it on the blade of the sword, and then brought it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the man who had swung the sword was flustered at Baek Yoonjun putting his hand on his sword blade and lightly bringing it down, as if he were catching a fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was soon slammed on the floor and could not help but stop thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of men were dealt with in an instant at Baek Yoonjun's touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men who had seen that could not rush in carelessly and just stealthily glanced at Baek Yoonjun and their surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of the silence, one person who looked the most experienced in that place rubbed his hands together and carefully approached Baek Yoonjun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ouch! Great Hero! Our kids were ignorant and committed a rudeness!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun indifferently watched that appearance, as if he would lick his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, that's how it looked from the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Phew, this works?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, although it did not show on the outside, Baek Yoonjun was engulfed in a strange excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had knocked down the opponent using only his body, without using any of the energy that had given him superhuman strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'At this rate, under the premise of not using things like internal energy, aren't I quite strong?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sense of elation that came from being able to fight smoothly, although under the premise of not using energy like internal energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyway, I won't die from a blind sword.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of relief that he probably wouldn't die from being hit by an opponent who didn't use energy like internal energy raged in his inner self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"G-Great Hero... it's not that we intentionally tried to offend the Great Hero's feelings...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"P-please spare us! Great Hero!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the opponents who were bowing to him behind, Baek Yoonjun approached Biyeol's son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-why are you doing this? W-what business do you have with me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biyeol's son, as if he did not remember Baek Yoonjun who was in the martial arts school, stuttered and stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun just looked at that appearance with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Isn't he a human who is more hopeless than me?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that sight, his pride, which was the size of a rat's tail, also grew a little bigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Then what now?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun, whose self-esteem had grown a little bigger, was lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming here and knocking down the people in the gambling den were things he had done without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a word, he had no plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Usually, if I saw a villain, I would just cut them down...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had decided not to use his sword today, and he could not cut down Biyeol's son even if he was a villain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyway, he's my master's son.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Baek Yoonjun was one who would cut down anyone he thought was a villain on his own standards, he was not used to a situation like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Baek Yoonjun was just worrying about the unfamiliar situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hiccup...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-what are you going to do with us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please spare us! We'll live a good life!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the people around, it was a situation where their blood was drying up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although his inner self was just a homebody introvert with a self-esteem the size of a millet seed, since Baek Yoonjun's outer appearance looked extremely cool, the atmosphere became even heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, as the situation where only Baek Yoonjun was at ease passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Come to think of it, am I not the only disciple of the Biyeolmun now?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baek Yoonjun organized his thoughts to some extent and made a decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The responsibility is my master's. So, even if I just cause trouble, I don't have to take responsibility, right?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking a thought that was close to being disqualified as a human, he began to slowly approach the son of Biyeol in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2497,"2026-06-05T22:16:29.378Z",1,"novelbin.me","fb23ce33a38c05535088f43bd9ae1dfab3c0701ee59384f5715dc007284d43e1","i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-chapter-145","i-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-chapter-143",152,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-became-the-hidden-ruler-of-the-martial-world-cover.jpg"]