100 Floors All Master - Chapter 138
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All Master of 100 Floors Episode 138
27th Floor. Murim (7)
The profound principle of martial arts.
Movement.
The flow of internal energy.
All of it becomes one within him. Kang Jun-hyeok took a deep breath.
“…What?”
Hwacheondorang still had a face that showed he didn’t understand. It was only natural. This wasn’t a realm that a common person like him could comprehend.
Kang Jun-hyeok gripped his sword.
Clang!
Hwacheondorang’s body swayed and was pushed back. His eyes widened.
“Wait… a minute!”
Clang clang clang!
It was different from before. As if he had realized something, the movement of his internal energy was much more refined. Hwacheondorang’s expression hardened.
Clang!
“Graaah!”
Unable to withstand the force, he eventually retreated five steps.
In his eyes was an undeniable shock.
In sword technique skill and martial arts proficiency, he was superior in all aspects.
Yet he was being pushed back.
The reason was only one.
The pure difference in martial arts grade.
“…Don’t make me laugh!”
What kind of effort had he put in to reach this level? How much had he struggled to master this martial art?
And it was being pushed back by a pure difference in grade?
He couldn’t accept it. Hwacheondorang burst into rage.
“Die!”
He kicked off the ground. He soared through the sky as if dancing.
Countless blade strikes fell like flower petals. And they overlapped into one. Hwacheondorang put his strength into thrusting his blade. Kang Jun-hyeok steadied his breathing.
“Whoo.”
He gathered his internal energy. He stepped forward and pulled back his arm.
He drew his sword diagonally.
Claaang!
The sword that collided with the blade couldn’t withstand the force and was deflected. Hwacheondorang’s attack, which concentrated all his martial arts into a single blade, was heavy and strong. Even so, it couldn’t be easily blocked. Hwacheondorang bared his teeth as he tried to pierce the heart.
At that moment, Kang Jun-hyeok put strength into the hand gripping the deflected sword. He stepped even further forward and thrust.
Crash!
An intense collision sound spread. The sound of air shattering rang out.
“Keurgh!”
Hwacheondorang spat blood as he was pushed back. He could barely manage to stop after retreating dozens of steps. Horror filled his face.
“Wha… t!”
The power contained in that second strike.
That power was strangely strong. Even though he had defended, he suffered considerable internal injuries.
“What did you do!”
At the desperate cry, Kang Jun-hyeok quietly looked at his sword.
The first strike is ordinary. But the second strike contains his power. The opponent’s power. Repulsion force. Acceleration. All of it combined, swung as if to split the world in half.
This was a technique that transcended the category of profound principles.
It was a sword form.
Manbyeonggi muttered.
[First sword form. Raging Wind Heaven Slash.]
Cut through the wind, and then cut through the world.
Finally, Kang Jun-hyeok had become able to handle the sword forms of Manbyeonggi’s martial arts.
“…Ah. Ahhh! Ahhhhh!”
Hwacheondorang half lost his mind. He charged recklessly, swinging his sword wildly. While blocking those attacks, Kang Jun-hyeok steadied his breathing again.
“Huu.”
He pressed the ground with his foot. The power of the earth settled into his legs.
He moved his arms slowly. The power of the atmosphere was carried into his sword.
He moved his internal energy. It circulated and circulated, coiling like a snake.
And he swung his sword, containing all that gathered power.
Kagagagagak!
The power became a storm that swept through the world. Hwacheondorang, who had been charging, instinctively protected his body, but it was insufficient. He was trampled and torn apart by the resulting storm.
Kwaaaaang!
The storm didn’t stop there and swept through the area. Despite the considerable distance, the thatched house shook violently and creaked. Taesaek Jicheon hurriedly threw himself down.
Kuuuuung!
The thatched house finally collapsed.
A mighty power that shook the entire area itself.
[Second sword form. World-Shaking Wind Descent.]
Shake the world and bring forth the storm.
“…”
Kang Jun-hyeok quietly looked at his sword.
He had now succeeded in understanding Manbyeonggi’s martial arts and handling its sword forms. Manbyeonggi spoke cheerfully.
[The power is pitifully weak, but you’ve managed to achieve the form somewhat. You are the first in the universe to succeed in handling my martial arts. You may take pride in this. None of the renowned geniuses in the universe have accomplished this.]
[Your technique. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it. Incredibly strange. I wonder if such a thing can even be called martial arts.]
Eldyria muttered as if dumbfounded.
Kang Jun-hyeok slowly approached Hwacheondorang.
His entire body was carved with sword wounds. It was such a miserable sight that the weak-hearted would turn away. Yet as if he felt no pain, his face contained only denial.
“Such a thing… can’t exist… such a thing shouldn’t be allowed… that’s cheating…”
With those final words, Hwacheondorang’s body went limp.
[Level Up.]
[Stamina + 20]
[Strength + 1]
[Internal Energy + 4]
[Sword Technique proficiency has increased from C to B.]
[ Divine Technique proficiency has increased.]
[ Mental Cultivation Method proficiency has…]
“Ha.”
Kang Jun-hyeok let out a bitter laugh.
He had defeated a master who had reached the pinnacle realm using only martial arts.
Of course, it wasn’t a perfect victory. Hwacheondorang’s technique was lacking. At best, he was probably just a beginner who had barely entered the pinnacle realm.
Most importantly, he couldn’t maintain his composure after seeing his martial arts and swung wildly.
Since it was such an elegant and complex sword technique, probably less than half of its power was displayed.
But even so, a victory was a victory.
“This is unbelievable.”
It was incomparable to anything else. In terms of pure technique alone, it was literally at the top. Manbyeonggi spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
[What you learned is none other than my martial arts. Comparing it to those of mere mortals is insulting to me.]
Kang Jun-hyeok shook his head. After sheathing his sword, he moved his body. His destination was where Sangcheongeom and Pungheoldo were fighting.
“Kugh!”
Pungheoldo coughed up blood. His entire body was covered in wounds. They were injuries close to serious wounds.
But his situation was better than Sangcheongeom’s. His left arm had been severed. Sangcheongeom’s expression hardened at the sight of Kang Jun-hyeok appearing.
“Is Hwacheondorang dead?”
“That’s what happened.”
“How unfortunate. I thought he would become one of the Ten Great Masters someday. But that’s how Murim is.”
“Will you continue?”
“…No. Let’s stop here. I couldn’t even subdue Pungheoldo, and if you join the fight too, I have no chance of winning.”
Sangcheongeom sheathed his sword with his remaining arm. He looked at Pungheoldo and smiled.
“You’ve become strong. Pungheoldo. To think you could defeat me.”
“…My skills improved while fighting that strange fellow.”
Pungheoldo glanced at Kang Jun-hyeok.
“This is your victory for now. But the Alliance Leader won’t stop. He’ll send someone even stronger next time.”
“I don’t care. My will won’t change.”
“…To be able to carry out your will and intentions in these chaotic times. I’m envious. Well then, farewell. I hope we meet alive next time.”
Sangcheongeom left. He was probably planning to take Hwacheondorang’s corpse with him.
Pungheoldo, who had been barely holding on, collapsed as if falling down.
“Are you alright?”
“…Please stand guard for a while.”
Kang Jun-hyeok nodded. Using his internal energy to barely recover from his internal injuries, he immediately got up.
“Taesaek Jicheon. Is Taesaek Jicheon safe?”
“At least there were no visible external injuries.”
Pungheoldo hurriedly moved his body. Taesaek Jicheon was sitting right next to the collapsed thatched house. He spoke calmly.
“Pungheoldo. You look quite wretched.”
“I have no serious injuries. How is your body?”
“I wonder how it could be.”
Taesaek Jicheon smiled. At that somehow enlightened laugh, Pungheoldo’s face hardened.
“…I’ll check your pulse.”
“It would be meaningless, but if you wish.”
Pungheoldo’s face contorted miserably as he hurriedly checked the pulse.
The pulse was far too weak.
That wasn’t all. Even his True Energy was completely empty. He was in a state like a living corpse.
“Taesaek Jicheon…”
“Don’t be too sad. This was my destiny anyway. Still, I’m grateful you’re here by my side.”
Taesaek Jicheon, who had comforted Pungheoldo, looked at Kang Jun-hyeok.
“The flow must have been transmitted.”
Kang Jun-hyeok nodded. Taesaek Jicheon showed a satisfied expression.
“What you learned… is not simple martial arts. It’s closer to something entirely different disguised as martial arts. Like the mysterious profound principles that immortals handle.”
[To compare my martial arts to the divine techniques of mere immortals. How insulting to my pride.]
Manbyeonggi grumbled.
[But well, it’s decent enough. Kang Jun-hyeok. I have a favor to ask.]
Kang Jun-hyeok nodded slightly. Manbyeonggi said something to him. Hearing those words, Kang Jun-hyeok opened his mouth.
“Taesaek Jicheon. I have something to tell you.”
“Something to tell… me?”
“Congratulations.”
“Hm?”
Pungheoldo stepped back in surprise for a moment.
Kang Jun-hyeok’s attitude and posture had changed.
Into the appearance of a transcendent master who could grasp and shake the universe, one who had reached the pinnacle entirely on his own.
“Countless people tried to find the answer, but none succeeded. You are the first to understand my martial arts. You may be proud.”
“…”
Taesaek Jicheon’s eyes widened. Soon a faint smile appeared on his face.
“Ha, haha… How fortunate. Those words alone give meaning to my birth in this world. Thank you. Meeting you was like a miracle for me.”
As if having fulfilled his purpose, vitality began rapidly draining from Taesaek Jicheon’s body. He murmured softly.
“Life is like drifting duckweed… Coming empty-handed and leaving empty-handed… Isn’t it enough to leave something behind in this world…”
Taesaek Jicheon’s arm dropped limply.
Pungheoldo closed his eyes and took that hand.
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“Taesaek Jicheon had no interest in the world.”
After collecting Taesaek Jicheon’s body and holding a brief funeral, Pungheoldo spoke to Kang Jun-hyeok.
“Even saving my daughter was nothing more than a simple whim. To him, this world was endlessly fleeting, like mist. But after you came, life returned to Taesaek Jicheon’s eyes. For the first time, he looked like a living person.”
He bowed respectfully with proper courtesy.
“I offer you my words of gratitude.”
“I’m the one who should be grateful. What do you plan to do from now on?”
“I don’t know. The Alliance Leader will chase after me. I might just leave Gangho and return to my daughter to take care of that child.”
“May you have a peaceful life.”
“What about you? What will you do?”
“I will simply move forward.”
Pungheoldo chuckled softly.
“That’s a perfect purpose for dying away from home. Don’t die. I hope we can meet again if there’s another chance someday.”
“Then farewell.”
Pungheoldo departed. Kang Jun-hyeok stood still and gazed at the world. After a brief moment like that, a window appeared announcing the end.
[27th Floor Quest Clear.]
[Compensation will be determined based on your performance.]
[Checking achievement rate…]
[Check complete.]
[Achievement Rate: 100%]
[Perfect Clear. Congratulations! Additional compensation will be provided.]
[3,312 Gold has been awarded.]
[Title: Perfect Player effect has been added.]
[You have obtained Perfect Clear reward [Blue-Red Great Pill].]
[You have obtained Perfect Clear reward [Ring: Alliance Leader’s Ring].]
[Players who Perfect Cleared the 27th Floor: 2 people.]
[Universe Announcement.]
[Please congratulate them! Everyone in the universe! A Perfect Player of the 27th Floor has appeared.]
[Great Achievement + 3]
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