Chapter 79 : Chapter 79

Chapter 79. Comfortable? Fun? Huh? (1)

The first clash was strength against strength…….

Whirilik.

But it was Han Cheong-un’s variable move disguised as strength.

Han Cheong-un, knowing he cannot win with strength, gave a change to the attack just before the clash.

His spear extending in a straight line shook like a haze, then drew a bizarre trajectory and flew toward Cha Mugyeom’s head.

Cha Mugyeom stared clearly at that attack, and the moment just before it touched his head…….

Fit!

He dodged the attack moving only his head with minimal movement. Simultaneously, the moment he took one step forward.

Cha Mugyeom seized the victory.

The situation a spearman hates the most is when the interval is narrowed like now.

Since he seized this distance, the initiative is his.

If the opponent were an ordinary spearman, that is.

Spirit Realm Two Steps

Whoosh!

The moment the distance was dominated, Han Cheong-un immediately widened the distance again even using his special ability.

The distance of this step was much farther than the one step Cha Mugyeom risked his life to dig into, and Han Cheong-un’s spear, having secured distance again, pierced the opponent like a ray of light.

Popopop!

An attack flying fast bursting the air.

Cha Mugyeom dodged it with dazzling footwork, but he couldn't dig in this time.

Because the three consecutive strikes of spear arts aimed evenly at high, middle, and low, targeting his lower body.

The moment he moved forward, below his knees would have been blown away.

No matter how Cha Mugyeom he is, he couldn't ignore this and move forward.

And Han Cheong-un, having seized the victory, aimed persistently at Cha Mugyeom’s lower body and extended the spear.

Poof! Popoof!

Han Cheong-un’s attacks extending with irregular rhythm so the opponent cannot continue the flow of attack aimed persistently at Cha Mugyeom’s lower body.

Lower body, lower body, lower body…….

Cha Mugyeom moved his legs diligently to dodge the attacks, but he couldn't narrow the distance easily. However…….

"Don't underestimate me!"

KWA-AANG!

Cha Mugyeom shouted and stomped strongly.

He reversely stepped on and suppressed the spear shaft aiming for his left foot.

A stomp of power that would have broken the spear if it weren't made of solid steel up to the shaft.

With this one move, Han Cheong-un’s spear was blocked, and Cha Mugyeom seized the opportunity.

He moved forward stepping on Han Cheong-un’s spear as it was.

It was an exquisite move narrowing his distance while simultaneously blocking the opponent’s weapon.

But at that moment…….

"Hup!"

The muscles of Han Cheong-un’s both arms swelled up, and Han Cheong-un lifted the spear shaft like a lever.

The spear shaft lifted slightly, and Cha Mugyeom, who was standing balancing on it, lost his balance for a moment and staggered.

‘This bastard…….’

Cha Mugyeom, who staggered, moved his internal energy quickly and cast the Thousand-Pound Drop. Then…….

Thud!

The lifting spear tip goes down again.

"Ugh……."

"No chance."

Cha Mugyeom stepping on the spear tip and casting Thousand-Pound Drop.

Based on the principle of leverage, he was the advantageous one. No matter how much force Han Cheong-un applies, he cannot lift this. However…….

"Huuuuuu……."

Then Han Cheong-un reversely released his strength.

The moment he released strength with perfect relaxation, the spear fell scary fast downwards, and the moment the fallen spear touched the ground…….

"Haap!"

Han Cheong-un struck the spear shaft upwards vigorously.

Cha Mugyeom’s body went high into the empty air, and an exclamation burst out from Cha Mugyeom’s mouth.

"Good."

He felt he knew the principle.

The moment his weight casting Thousand-Pound Drop touched the ground, he utilized the repulsion force generated from the earth as it is to fly himself high.

But who on earth can do this?

Truly the extreme of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds.

I swear, even if searching the whole Jianghu, there wouldn't be more than ten people who can unfold such a divine skill.

Who would believe?

That that monster is a brat not yet twenty.

Although the admiration was vivid, the lingering imagery was short.

Because now is a real combat situation.

Cha Mugyeom twisted his body in the air to correct his posture, then unfolded an ultimate technique toward Han Cheong-un below.

[ Red Lightning Blood Demon Art: Asura Blood Descending Segment ]

As Cha Mugyeom rotated his arms in the air, those arms left afterimages and looked as if dozens of arms sprouted. And then…….

"Die!"

Countless blood ring enhanced qi generated from those hands rotated at high speed and increased their momentum and number.

Ten, fifteen, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty…….

Han Cheong-un’s expression looking at the increasing blood ring enhanced qi became serious.

Soon, the moment the number of blood rings exceeded a hundred…….

"It's the end. Han Cheong-un."

Bundles of blood ring enhanced qi fell like rain aiming at Han Cheong-un on the ground.

The ultimate technique among ultimate techniques of the Red Lightning Blood Demon Art.

The number of times Cha Mugyeom unfolded this against an opponent in the past does not exceed five.

One of those was unfolded against Han Cheong-un today.

‘Dangerous.’

Looking at the bombardment of blood ring enhanced qi falling from the sky, Han Cheong-un intuited.

Enhanced qi where each one possesses killing power.

It was an ultimate technique where the will to surely kill the opponent was felt.

It cannot be blocked with decent defense.

[ Celestial Pole Eight Trigrams Spear: Flame Rage Billow ]

"Haaaaaap!"

Sometimes countering offense with offense is also a way to live.

Han Cheong-un extended the spear tip heated red and struck away the countless blood rings falling from the sky.

BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!

Explosions ringing ceaselessly.

It was a sound fitting the common expression of a roar ringing the earth’s axis.

That much, the power Cha Mugyeom’s ultimate technique possessed was absolute.

"Master?"

"Sect Leader Han?"

The aftermath was transmitted even to those fighting in a distant place.

* * *

Cha Mugyeom landing on the ground.

He gazed intently beyond the thickly risen dust.

He had unfolded this ultimate technique four times in the past.

Three times out of those, he couldn't even recover the opponent’s corpse, and one is alive and well.

Beyond being alive, he even gave him his first defeat.

Then how about Han Cheong-un?

Thinking normally he deserves to die, but…….

"……!"

Something flashed beyond the rising dust.

The moment he saw that light, Cha Mugyeom’s body reacted by instinct rather than reason and moved sideways quickly.

BANG!

At that moment, a single flash grazing past him.

[ Celestial Pole Eight Trigrams Spear: Eight Extremes Heavenly Lightning ]

It was a decisive move aiming for the opponent’s gap.

If Cha Mugyeom had been even slightly careless intoxicated with victory after the ultimate technique, it was a strike where he would have had to give up his life.

But Cha Mugyeom dodged it narrowly.

KWA-AANG!

Han Cheong-un stuck in the ground well past Cha Mugyeom.

He vomited blood from his mouth and muttered.

"Cough……. Damn, to dodge this."

Han Cheong-un became a mess.

Although he suffered considerable injuries, he was still moving with limbs intact.

‘This makes the second one.’

The moment he saw Han Cheong-un surviving his ultimate technique, Cha Mugyeom’s mouth corners went up unconsciously.

Although it was a smile he himself didn't realize.

And Han Cheong-un corrected his posture and said.

"Tsk, if you are damn strong, you should be a little careless……."

"That is not the attitude of a martial artist."

And Cha Mugyeom took a stance again.

Although he consumed some internal energy as a price for unfolding the ultimate technique, Han Cheong-un’s injuries were also considerable.

The duel hasn't ended yet, and the current situation is advantageous to him.

There was no reason to loosen the reins of attack. However…….

"……."

Cha Mugyeom remained silent.

Looking at such Cha Mugyeom, Han Cheong-un frowned.

"What? Did your excitement suddenly cool down or something?"

"No, there is no way."

Far from cooling down, his fighting spirit is rather being inspired even more. However, one regretful thought occurred.

Only three years.

Just with that short time given, Han Cheong-un became this strong.

Then what will happen if more time is given to this guy? Indeed, if this monster grows, what kind of realm of Martial Arts will he show?

Cha Mugyeom, whose thoughts bit tail after tail, soon shook his head and apologized.

"Sorry."

"……?"

"I had distracting thoughts for a moment. I apologize."

Then Han Cheong-un smiled bitterly.

He could roughly guess what he thought.

If it is that human crazy about martial arts to the marrow, it was obvious what he would have thought.

"Sympathy, is it……."

"……."

"I will make you realize how vain a thought you had."

Han Cheong-un raised his energy again.

A few ribs were broken.

The abrasions suffered all over the body were not fatal, but judging by the amount of bleeding, it seems he shouldn't drag this long. Then…….

"Receive this. This is a present prepared only for you."

Now is the time for the match.

Spirit Realm Two Steps

The start was Han Cheong-un’s advance.

Han Cheong-un narrowed the distance in an instant using the special ability.

But even having the advantage of this step, he couldn't seize the advantage against Cha Mugyeom.

He just preempted the priority attack right in attack range. But from here, Han Cheong-un’s attack began.

Poof!

The start is Thrust.

A stab extending with perfect discipline bursting the air.

But a martial artist of Cha Mugyeom’s level could know.

The completeness is flawless, but the speed of attack certainly slowed down.

Aftermath of injury? Decline of stamina?

Although the cause is unknown, if it is this…….

‘I can catch it.’

Cha Mugyeom’s left hand exerted a skillful seizing technique and grabbed Han Cheong-un’s spear shaft.

CRUNCH!

The moment he grabbed the spear shaft, two fingers broke, but it doesn't matter. This much loss was prepared for.

The important thing is he suppressed the opponent’s weapon.

Now if he blows away the opponent’s head with the opposite hand, this duel is over.

The moment Cha Mugyeom’s enhanced qi concentrated on the opposite hand…….

"Rotation!"

With Han Cheong-un’s shout, his spear rotated at high speed. At that moment, Cha Mugyeom, who was suppressing the spear, let go of his hand unconsciously.

"Keuk……."

His palm suffered burns from hot frictional heat, and the spear shaft was rotating at high speed on the spot pulling the air from all directions.

Terrifying Qigong operation of Absorption Formula.

All the air in the area concentrated on Han Cheong-un’s spear shaft at this moment to the extent that Cha Mugyeom, who was holding a stance for counterattack, had to stop the offensive and correct his posture.

WOOOOOOOOOOO.

Han Cheong-un’s spear rotated adding more momentum.

The infinitely rotating spiral airflow accumulated enormous energy as if a dragon was sucking in breath before long.

Cha Mugyeom could know instinctively that the moment this explodes, he won't be intact.

"Huuuup!"

Thud!

Thousand-Pound Drop.

He gives strength to both feet and balances himself.

The moment he corrected the shaking balance.

He concentrates enhanced qi on both hands and takes a stance. And then…….

‘I am first.’

Victory goes to the one who strikes first.

Cha Mugyeom took the initiative first before Han Cheong-un’s attack began.

[ Red Lightning Blood Demon Art: Red Cry Flash Fist ]

His fist flew aiming at Han Cheong-un’s heart.

A move focused on penetration rather than power.

With this, a hole in Han Cheong-un’s body…….

[ Celestial Pole Eight Trigrams Spear: Ultimate Technique World-Annihilating Mad Wind ]

At that moment.

The rotation started from Han Cheong-un’s spear became a typhoon with the momentum to destroy the world and swept away everything.

When the fist Cha Mugyeom extended also got swept into it, the fist broke, the arm twisted, and turned at a bizarre angle.

"……!"

Cha Mugyeom’s eyes opened wide.

That his fist, tempered over and over again, was pushed and broken.

He couldn't believe it.

That typhoon, seeming to try to destroy everything in the world, did not stop there. Before long, even Cha Mugyeom himself got swept in and blown far away.

Truly enormous power.

It was an attack reminiscent of a huge natural disaster that human power cannot resist. And…….

"Dammit……."

This rough technique damaged even the user himself. Han Cheong-un, who unfolded the technique, knelt with a thud and moaned in pain.

His right arm was bleeding with countless spiral knife marks as if tortured, and among them were deep wounds revealing bone.

"Damn, as expected, it was still too much."

The Celestial Pole Eight Trigrams Spear is a peerless martial art Han Cheong-un created himself by accepting the Sword Emperor’s Martial Theory.

But Han Cheong-un himself couldn't master it perfectly.

There were techniques existing only in theory that couldn't be actually unfolded, or techniques that could be unfolded but lacked completeness or weren't controlled properly.

World-Annihilating Mad Wind was one of them.

It is an ultimate technique corresponding to the Wind Trigram among the Eight Trigrams, a technique performing the subtlety of reversing the heavens.

[Forward and Reverse are one, so handling Forward is no different from handling Reverse. Accumulating energy in the Forward direction and liberating energy in the Reverse direction, that momentum should be able to ably bring down the sky.]

It was a technique created following the Sword Emperor’s theory, but honestly, it was madness.

"To think it has this power even though I suppressed the power to the maximum."

If he unfolded it properly, not just one arm, but he himself would have been torn to shreds and died. However…….

"That much, the power is absolute."

Cha Mugyeom, whose internal energy level is twice as high as Han Cheong-un, couldn't endure and was blown away.

Honestly, he felt refreshed inside.

Han Cheong-un tucked the spear under his arm, gathered both hands to bow, and said.

"Rest in peace. Iron Blood Fist……."

Tap. Thump…….

It was then.

Something heaved in the debris of destruction in front of Han Cheong-un, and before long, a human who became a mess raised his body.

And spoke calmly.

"I almost died."

It was Cha Mugyeom.

Seeing him alive with limbs intact, Han Cheong-un let out a sigh.

"Anyway, you're a monster."

Cha Mugyeom also received those words.

"Look who's talking?"