“F***ck... Don't feel like doing this anymore.”0

Gong Yeong-Gil unhappily kicked a poor rock on the ground. A projectile like a rock flying around in the training area filled with other martial artists was deemed incredibly dangerous, but... No one rebuked Gong Yeong-Gil for his carelessness. After all, no one was on their feet and training away in the first place, anyway!0

Something like this happened in the past, too. Post-Korean War, Lee Jung-Geol saw a desperate need to revive the completely obliterated Korean martial society. While building the Martial Assembly, he focused on getting rid of South Korea's inflexible mindset of masters choosing only one disciple. He also wanted to do away with these stuffy masters' insistence on only selecting pure-minded, upright individuals.0

Lee Jung-Geol copied the then-new state-led education structure and had countless sects come together under one system to exchange ideas and learn under one roof. And thanks to his efforts, things flourished and advanced to reach their current state.0

However, each sect still possessed secret techniques that could not be shared with outsiders, even if everyone was supposed to train together. Unsurprisingly, those with knowledge of such secret techniques were reluctant to train in full view of other people.0

As such, the common training ground became a place where martial artists showed up to improve their stamina or practice their basics. But now...0

'Gee, whiz. It was never this bad before, you know!'0

Gong Yeong-Gil scanned the surroundings...0