Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 172

**Chapter 172: The Holgazan is Trapped (2)**

“E… that’s…”

How can I refute that?

It was not that he could not refute his logic. It was too absurd; he did not know where to begin.

“C… how can it be the same?”

Later, Jangil, hearing about this discussion, would summarize it as follows:

“Wei Yanho is lazy, so people tend to get confused, but Wei Yanho is not dumb. His tongue is the best of all time. If you convince him with words, he will beat you with words; if you convince him with a sword, he will beat you with a stick.

But, unfortunately, Jo Hyeon did not know Wei Yanho well.

The fact that Wei Yanho’s father was Wei Jeonghan made things worse.

Had Jo Hyeon been able to predict that Wei Yanho, the son of Wei Jeonghan and brother of Wei Sanho, was completely useless, he would have already ascended to immortality.

Wei Yanho barked his head.

“Great Master Bodhidharma and Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng created their martial arts by themselves.”

“C… true.”

“Although it’s a little uncomfortable to mention it, Heavenly Demon also created his martial arts by himself.”

“…….”

“Three of the greatest people of all time created their martial arts for themselves. Shouldn’t we seriously reflect on that? Perhaps we are wrong. The teacher teaches and the disciple learns, but the disciples never surpass their teachers.”

“What do you say! The disciples do not surpass their teachers. Have you never heard of the disciple surpassing the teacher?”

“Is there anyone in the Wudang sect who has surpassed Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng?”

No.

Even if there were, he wouldn’t dare say it.

If someone in the Wudang sect said, “I have overcome Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng,” he would be attacked by seven swordsmen and his body would split in two.

“There are disciples, but no one surpasses his teacher. Then, something is wrong.”

“Great Master Sanfeng and Grand Master Bodhidharma had already mastered other martial arts before creating theirs.”

“Where?”

“…… eh?”

“If they learned, there must be a place where they learned.”

“Well… Grand Master Bodhidharma learned martial arts from the West…”

“Ah, so Shaolin’s roots are in the West. That’s new. I came with a monk named Musan, may I ask him to confirm?”

Jo Hyeon was surprised and denied with his hand.

“No! No! Did I say that? I don’t remember.”

To say that the martial arts of Grand Master Bodhidharma come from the West is something that should never be said before the monks of Shaolin.

If that information leaked, the Shaolin monks would shout, “So are we learning barbaric martial arts?”, and the Righteous Martial Alliance would go crazy.

“Then Grand Master Sanfeng must also have learned martial arts somewhere. Taoist martial arts, Hua…”

“Aaah! No! Great Master Sanfeng learned completely by himself!”

The same applied here.

Zhang Sanfeng’s origin was a sensitive issue. Although Zhang Sanfeng himself said that he descended from Mount Hua, saying that in front of the Wudang sect would cause a similar situation: “Then we are a branch of Mount Hua! Damn it!”

In the martial world, it is common for people not to call their father “father”.

“So, that’s what I mean. People who never learned other martial arts created their own martial arts and reached the top… but their successors, even with teachers, can’t reach them, what’s the point of having a teacher?”

Jo Hyeon laughed bitterly.

He had never heard anything so absurd, but to point out the error in his logic, he would have to mention the origin of Grand Master Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng.

“Ugh…”

Jo Hyeon realized this kid was more complicated than he thought.

‘If he prepared this logic because he didn’t want to teach… this boy is scary.’

In another way.

Normally, if you prepare so much, you’d just teach.

‘I do not know whether he is lazy or diligent.’

Jo Hyeon squeezed his teeth.

He knew what Wei Yanho was saying, but if he went back, he would waste the name of Master of Divine Abilities. Even if he had been overcome in the discussion, Jo Hyeon had no intention of losing in logic.

Jo Hyeon took a deep breath and spoke.

“Of course, you…”

“But the food isn’t coming yet? I think you asked for it a while ago.”

“…….”

Should I just beat him to death and destroy all this? They say it’s very strong, but isn’t it an exaggeration? Could I beat him if I attack him?

“Doesn’t the food come yet?”

“The cook has to prepare it! The cook!”

“…I just asked if the food came, but if you scream like that, I’ll be afraid to talk.”

Afraid?

You?

Where’s the person who contradicted you a moment ago?

“Ugh!”

Jo Hyeon realized the meaning of the word “anger sickness” at his age. Anger sickness is not a disease caused by accumulated anger. When anger is too intense, the neck becomes stiff and you have trouble talking.

I wanted to grab him by the neck, but if I fought with that young man, his reputation would be ruined.

While Wei Yanho had nothing to lose.

For Jo Hyeon, it was not easy to turn this unfavorable battle into his favor, but Jo Hyeon moved on.

“…Listen to me well.”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho was respectful.

Even that respectful response didn’t sound right.

“Those people are geniuses who will hardly appear again. Just because Zhuge Liang created the formation of the eight doors, you cannot ask other strategists to create similar formations.”

“Right.”

“Everyone has innate talents. It’s sad, but true. But education helps people to develop their talent to the fullest. Great Master Bodhidharma and Grand Master Sanfeng would have reached that level with or without a teacher. But others don’t. If there’s someone who needs protection, there’s also someone who needs help.”

Wei Yanho nodded with admiration.

“Right.”

“Do you understand? Besides, you have achieved great martial skills at an early age. If you share that experience, everyone will be able to reach a higher level. Everyone wins.”

Wei Yanho nodded repeatedly with admiration.

Why do you do that?

I expected him to argue, but Wei Yanho’s reaction was strange. Jo Hyeon stared at Wei Yanho with his eyes narrowed.

“E… are you listening?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“I see. Do you agree with what I say?”

“Yes! That’s right.”

Can’t it be?

Jo Hyeon felt anxiety and ended the conversation.

“Well. I trust you will lead the classes with passion.”

“But there is a problem.”

“Hey, what’s the problem? I’ll figure it out.”

“For example, we have Peng Dohyeong in our class.”

“Right. A descendant of the Peng family, a talented swordsman. His brother is already a great swordsman.”

“Never mind that, if I try to teach you…”

Jo Hyeon felt a puncture.

What are you trying to say?

“You need to know the technique of the Immortal Eight.”

“Huh?”

“I have never used your sword technique, how can I teach someone who uses another sword technique?”

“…… eh?”

It was a long battle.

To teach someone in the Eon family, you need to know the technique of the Eon family, and to teach someone in the Namgung family, you need to know the technique of King Sword. Jo Hyeon had to repeat the explanation several times, containing the desire to shout: “Damn! Stop it, crazy!”

It took him two hours to make Wei Yanho understand that the goal was not to delve into individual martial arts, but to teach the general concepts of martial arts.

Meanwhile, Wei Yanho ordered food three times, ordered tea four times saying he was thirsty, and fell asleep five times.

“Then it is better to study on your own.”

“How many times do I have to say it! You don’t need to teach them individually. Just teach them the basics!”

“…So what do you learn for?”

Faced with the expression of Wei Yanho, who seemed not to understand, Jo Hyeon felt like crying.

Whether it is better to focus on individual martial arts or to receive group training is a sensitive subject in the academy. It has its advantages and disadvantages, but as academy students tend to join in the future, people send their children to the academy.

But I couldn’t tell Wei Yanho, “In reality, learning at the academy is no better than learning at home alone… but that’s life, brat.”

‘How do you always find these points?’

This boy is naturally stubborn.

That’s why he finds these points.

“Do you understand?”

“Hmm…”

Wei Yanho tilted his head like he didn’t understand.

“Just teach them the basics and refine their technique! That’s politics here, what’s bothering you?”

“Nothing bothers me. I understand what you’re saying.”

“Yes?”

Jo Hyeon raised both hands.

I was happier that I didn’t have to argue with this guy any more than Wei Yanho understood.

“B… well, then…”

“But…”

Wei Yanho interrupted Jo Hyeon and pulled out a sheet of paper.

“……Isn’t it a contract?”

“Yes. Here it says, ‘Do not interfere with Wei Yanho’s teaching method.’”

“…….”

“So I will do whatever I want.”

Jo Hyeon looked at Wei Yanho with amazement.

“E… then why are we arguing so much? Why didn’t you do this from the beginning?”

Wei Yanho smiled and looked out the window. “The sun was setting.”

“Sure, I wanted to hear your opinion. I think the class is over, so I’ll leave. Please send the food to my room. Bye.”

Wei Yanho picked up the paper and left without looking back.

“…….”

Jo Hyeon stared at the door Wei Yanho had gone out, like a statue.

After a while, Seok Muncho, the lead instructor, entered after confirming that Wei Yanho was gone.

“Officer, the conversation…”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

After that day.

Rumor began to spread that Jo Hyeon, the Master of Divine Abilities, had been drunk and destroyed the governor’s office.