Chapter 30: The Grim Reaper (3)

A person with high skill was called a master.
That was me. As long as my eyes were open, I would always have the upper hand in psychological warfare.

I adjusted my posture.
My will sank inward, and the function of the Cheonma’s pupils arose.

Like a bowstring waiting to explode, the muscles of my whole body tightened.
My shoulders, hips, and toes aligned in a perfect balance.

My center of gravity was precisely placed on the balls of my feet.

It was a perfect dynamic posture considering instantaneous acceleration and change of direction.

Was my attitude of not backing down ridiculous?.

He still had a sneering face. He had no shame facing a child.
He was consistently enjoying the entertainment.

“Are you acting tough because you’re a hunter wannabe? What are you going to do against me when you can’t even see? You should just scream and run away.”

I expressed a simple impression. I needed to provoke him to draw out his full strength.
I even wiggled my fingers. I made it clear that I was looking down on him.

“You talk a lot for a lolicon, don’t you?”
“What?”

“Trash. You’re less educated than me because you’re bad at studying. You’re still F-grade at that age.”
“You blind b*tch! Do you think F-grade hunters are a joke!”

The provocation worked. The thick killing intent that rose up was conveyed.
My mouth watered at the thought of broadening my horizons.

The opponent’s center of gravity, the toes that moved slightly.
The tension and relaxation of muscles. Inertia, angular momentum, and reaction.

Those things came into my sight.

Every time his foot hit the ground, the coefficient of friction acted differently.
The moment he pushed his body with his right foot, the central axis shook by 2 cm.

So?
The next move followed a necessary formula.

The optimal attack angle that could be taken was fixed.

A fist came flying.
Nahangwon. It was the most basic of basic martial arts.

I penetrated all the forms, styles, and mysteries of the fist technique.
I knew where the power started and where it would be transmitted.

In an instant, I unknowingly expressed my disappointment.

“Uncle, it’s easy.”

There was only one thing I had to do. It wasn’t even avoiding it.
I just had to calculate the gap and be there first.
The movement was only half a step.

Whoosh!

The sound of tearing air.
The fluttering arms and legs passed by. I felt like I was watching a monkey.

Did he finally stop looking down on me?.
His face was strangely stiff. His protruding mouth uttered an exclamation.

“How… How can a mere first-year student?”
“Just, well?”

I needed to provoke him more.
What I wanted to see wasn’t this pathetic struggle.

“Is there more? Just this much? Surely… Is this all you can do?”
“Don’t get me wrong. I’ll admit that you didn’t get into the academy for free. Nevertheless, the difference between an undergraduate who hasn’t even graduated yet and a certified hunter is vast.”

At the same time, he rushed in as if he had made up his mind. His eyes were bloodshot, so it seemed like he was starting to get serious.

“I’ll show you the power of a large corporation!”

My arms and legs felt strangely heavy. I also felt a slight stiffness in my shoulders.

The atmosphere was crushed. A haze formed around me.
The pressure was extraordinary. The change in external gravity. It was the mystery of junggwon.

The closer the fist drew in a curve, the more so.

‘To waste such a good martial art.’

He couldn’t use it properly because his achievement was low. Originally, it was a martial art that struck the void with a light strike.
The fact that the body that should be a hundred steps away was close by was frustrating.

He didn’t even know that, and he moved his mouth. Saliva splattered everywhere.

“Your quick movements are your downfall. You wouldn’t have had time to build up your muscles, so die blaming your parents for having you late.”

It was funny that he thought I lacked strength.

It was a body that had undergone a transformation due to taking the wrong medicine at a young age.
Where there was will, there was energy. My limbs were full of strength.

I lightly flicked my waist and released the force that had been forcibly confining me throughout my body.
The pressure was eliminated and my body became free. I uppercutted straight up.

“Gah!”

An uppercut. It was a perfect counter.
I didn’t stop and took another step. It was as natural as a flowing wave. The strikes continued.

The combo was so fierce that the body floating in the air didn’t know how to come down.

Thud thud thud!

At that time. The moment I had been waiting for came.
As if he was going to do it properly, what he had been holding back burst out at once.
It was blood energy.

“You should know your place!”

His movements changed. He started to block the strikes. The force that bounced back was different from before.
As the composition changed, Jeong Chaemin’s expression, who was watching from afar, changed.

It was said that if one was encroached upon by [the root of all evil], one would become a demon.
It was a slightly different case, but there was a reason why he was emitting a dark red aura from his body.

The smell of blood spread everywhere.

‘Honwongong. He’s not human.’

A skill that steals the opponent’s energy and makes it one’s own.
The victim was the corpse of a demon. The idea itself was terrible, but he put it into action.

The reason he coveted my talent. Perhaps, he was instinctively drawn to it.
Cheonmajiche (Heavenly Demon Physique or body). I even recently opened the upper danjeon.

Where in the world would you find such talent?.
His corrupted eyes looked at me with greed.

Perhaps his perception was blurred, he didn’t even notice the strangeness.
He stole Nahangwon ( A Material Art Technique )and was using it openly, but he didn’t say anything.

That’s what magic was like.
It couldn’t be handled with a sane mind. I was special.

Whoosh-!

His shoulder blades bent like a bow and his fist burst out. The rotational force continued from the pelvis to the shoulders and then to the end of the arms.

Unlike before, I couldn’t afford to be relaxed.
The tension in my pectoralis major (chest muscles) and latissimus dorsi (back muscles) began.

Even though I could see how the muscles would move, a close-quarters fight ensued.
When my breathing became slightly rough.

“Huh?”

Then there was a strike that exploded. A Baekbosingwon that suddenly stretched out from a distance of one step came in an instant.

Bang!

Even if I barely managed to deflect it, I paid a price. The force contained in the blow was enormous.
My toes scratched the ground, leaving a trace of trying to hold on.

My left elbow turned red and throbbed.

“No, there was a demon hiding? El! Get away! He’s not an opponent we can deal with!”

Jeong Chaemin’s expression was full of worry and doubt. It was understandable.

Demons couldn’t live a normal social life.
Losing one’s reason was basic, and they couldn’t maintain their lives without sucking blood.

‘He obtained blood energy in Korea, where hunters and surveillance cameras are strict, and yet he lived in hiding. That means his magic martial arts are excellent.’

There was a wave of energy that I could feel. It was the function of magic power.
Although it was a talent that couldn’t properly learn even one of the 72 verses.

Inside the painstakingly acquired one, there was a secret that firmly suppressed the violent blood energy.
The energy that had been suppressed by magic power was completely liberated and overflowing.

“Argh!”

He rushed in.
He instinctively knew. That he shouldn’t give me any room to breathe.

Pokryugwangbo. I created distance, but it was a low-grade skill.

‘I’ll be caught soon.’

My arm was numb. I still hadn’t shaken off the shock. It wasn’t broken, but I needed time to move it again.

Nevertheless, I didn’t think it was a crisis.
Because I felt something that I had felt was lacking before was slowly being filled.

Inspiration was flashing.

‘Even the monkey reduced the distance by one step when he couldn’t reach from a hundred steps away.’

That’s what hunters were like. Every situation they faced couldn’t be the best.
If you didn’t have teeth, use your gums. If you couldn’t use your hands, use your feet.

If even a monkey could do it, why couldn’t I?.

Time flowed slowly and an infinite silence was maintained.
Because the upper danjeon was calculating all possibilities. It calculated, gave feedback, and transformed again.

The sensation of a machine rolling in my head. I could feel that all my potential was being mobilized.
As a result, I Iintertwined the verses based on magic power in reverse order.

My will ran through my whole body. The blood was integrated and the meridians were connected.
What was united as one according to the image I established.

Cheonmujiche (Heavenly Demonic Physique or Body).
The Cheonmajiche born based on that could easily handle all of this.

At this moment.
A martial art that did not exist in the world was born.

My will was sharpened. It was already different from the existing martial arts, and the way it occupied space itself changed.
The air force stirred greatly, compressing a hundred steps into one.

Even in this simple movement, there was a movement that tuned acceleration, ground pressure, and change of center of gravity to the extreme.

‘It’s a step based on magic. Since the mystery of jung is properly intertwined, the meaning of reigning is strong.’

If I had to name it, Gunrimbo (Sovereign’s Step).
Since my modifier was the reaper, should I call it Sasingunrimbo (Reaper’s Sovereign Step)?.

One step.
It was just one step.

Before my foot even touched the ground, the air trembled.
The light strike gave a shock to the space itself with overwhelming force.

Thud.
Finally, when I took a full step.

Bang!

The ground collapsed due to the amount of impact that exceeded the modulus of elasticity.
The enemy exploded.