100 Floors All Master - Chapter 212

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All Master of 100 Floors Episode 212

48th Floor. Martial God Hwacheongrang (1)

[Title: I can feel… the wall.]

[Is this what they call the wall of talent? Still, I gained a lot too. Hmm. This is a floor that makes my thoughts complicated.]

[48th Floor Quest.]

[Satisfy the Martial God.]

Kang Jun-hyeok entered the 48th Floor.

What was there was a vast cavern.

And a single wooden puppet in its center.

[You have encountered the Puppet of the Martial God, the loser of the Great War.]

[A Player, is it.]

A deep male voice resonates from the wooden puppet. Its head turns smoothly toward Kang Jun-hyeok as if it were a living person.

[You’re no ordinary Player. Eldyria. And now, the one called Manbyeonggi.]

[It’s been a long time.]

[Good to see you. Hwacheongrang.]

[…Hmm.]

A strange air emanated from the wooden puppet. It was an attitude as if he found Manbyeonggi troublesome.

[I didn’t expect to face you again. Then you must be that renowned Player.]

“Nice to meet you. I’m called Kang Jun-hyeok.”

[I am the Martial God Hwacheongrang. You can understand me as the god of all martial arts.]

Hwacheongrang was a god who governed the concept of martial arts. Weapon handling techniques, talent, martial arts – he governed all of it. Thanks to that role, he was a god who had helped greatly even in his previous life.

[This is not my true form. It’s a puppet. My true self is quite busy at the moment.]

Hwacheongrang was defeated but not broken. He was probably wandering the universe right now, looking for an opportunity to reclaim it.

[The reason I’ve established myself here is simple. To teach you Players weapons and techniques.]

Sword, spear, dagger, staff, polearm, fist.

In this world, countless weapons and their corresponding techniques existed.

The 48th Floor was a training floor where the Martial God taught Players weapons and techniques suited to them. Those with exceptional talent could gain more.

[You are no different. I was planning to teach you techniques suited to you. …Originally, that is.]

“What do you mean?”

At the tail end of his words and Hwacheongrang’s expression, Kang Jun-hyeok felt a strange unease.

[It seems you’ve learned Manbyeonggi’s martial arts. To think that arrogant fellow would teach his martial arts to another. Even I didn’t expect this. It must be a great blessing for you. But… hmm.]

After a brief silence, Hwacheongrang continued.

[I am the Martial God. The god of the concept of martial arts.]

He knows all sword techniques, spear techniques, staff techniques, martial arts, and martial techniques of the universe.

Even the secret manuals of various sects like Wudang’s Taiji Wisdom Sword, Namgung family’s Emperor Sword Form, and Huashan’s Thousand Year Plum Blossom Sword Technique were merely small concepts to him. That’s why it was possible for him to teach them.

Learning the highest level martial arts on the 48th Floor.

That was Kang Jun-hyeok’s goal. Hwacheongrang opened his mouth.

[I know about all martial arts in the world. Except for one. The martial arts of that fellow attached to your side.]

Kang Jun-hyeok’s eyes widened.

“Are you saying that even the Martial God doesn’t know about Manbyeonggi’s martial arts?”

[That thing exists beyond the concept of martial arts. It’s closer to a divine authority. It’s not that my abilities are lacking, but that fellow’s martial arts are excessively special.]

Hwacheongrang spoke quickly as if making excuses.

But ultimately, it meant that Manbyeonggi’s martial arts were beyond Hwacheongrang’s domain.

Such martial arts – he had never heard of anything like it even in his previous life.

‘Just where does this guy’s martial arts end?’

[Most of the martial arts under my domain are merely inferior versions of that fellow’s martial arts. There are a few that aren’t… but they’re not the kind I can bestow upon you.]

“…What you’re saying is.”

[The martial arts you’ve learned still seem incomplete. I could fill in the gaps, but that’s not the direction I desire. Unfortunately, I have no martial arts to bestow upon you. Since you’ve already learned Manbyeonggi’s martial arts, you’ve more than passed the 48th Floor’s conditions.]

Kang Jun-hyeok was flustered.

Simply clearing the floor had no value whatsoever to Kang Jun-hyeok. What mattered was what he could gain.

But to gain nothing at all. That couldn’t be. Just as he was about to persuade Hwacheongrang somehow.

[Hwacheongrang. I have a proposal.]

Manbyeonggi spoke.

Hwacheongrang muttered as if surprised.

[You’re making a proposal to me? Wasn’t the relationship between you and me not very good?]

[You’re mistaken. I simply walk my own path. You’re the one harboring pointless competitive feelings toward me.]

[I don’t think so. So what’s this proposal?]

Manbyeonggi seemed to be proposing something to Hwacheongrang. But it seemed to be a special form of conversation that Kang Jun-hyeok couldn’t hear. After a moment, Hwacheongrang let out a strange laugh.

[An interesting proposal. Good. I accept.]

“What were you talking about?”

[Nothing special. It’s beneficial for you too. Wouldn’t it be better to leave a disciple’s matters to his master.]

“What?”

Instead of answering, Hwacheongrang showed through action. The energy contained in the wooden puppet suddenly spread out widely. The divine authority of the Great God devoured the space.

[I’ll lend you the vessel.]

With those words, a miracle occurred.

The wooden puppet fell to the floor as if its strings had been cut. The mighty presence that had been felt within it had vanished without a trace. Kang Jun-hyeok’s eyes widened.

The Martial God’s energy could no longer be felt.

‘What?’

Had he perhaps abandoned the floor and left? Just as he was thinking that.

From the Manbyeonggi that Kang Jun-hyeok was wearing, he felt a sensation as if something was being drawn out.

At the same time, a presence was felt from the wooden puppet again.

But that presence was different from the Martial God’s.

A mighty and vast, yet familiar energy.

[Hmm.]

A voice resonates from the wooden puppet that rose with creaking sounds. It moves its arms and shakes its head as if checking the condition of the possessed object.

[No problems with the range of motion. The power contained is at third-rate level. Not bad.]

[Oho.]

Eldyria made a sound as if finding it interesting.

[Hwacheongrang lent you a vessel.]

[We had a conversation. Our understanding aligned.]

“…Manbyeonggi.”

Kang Jun-hyeok frowned.

What had possessed the wooden puppet was none other than Manbyeonggi. The wooden puppet picked up the sword hanging at its waist.

[Kang Jun-hyeok. What you must face is not Hwacheongrang. It’s me.]

[48th Floor Quest.]

[Satisfy the Martial God…]

[48th Floor Quest.]

[Satisfy Manbyeonggi.]

“…Is this even possible?”

To think the floor’s master could hand over a Quest to another. He had never heard or seen such a thing. Manbyeonggi gave a brief explanation.

[Normally it would be difficult. But I am currently part of the Tower. If Hwacheongrang intervenes, this much is possible. Even so, it would be impossible if the Tower Master blocked it… whether out of indifference or interest, they’re not intervening.]

The wooden puppet possessed by Manbyeonggi pointed at Kang Jun-hyeok with its sword.

[The conditions are simple. What you can use is your body. And martial arts using internal energy. The use of other stats and skills is forbidden. Under those conditions, you must satisfy me. I claim to be your master. Think of it as a master’s teaching.]

Manbyeonggi laughed pleasantly.

[This body’s strength is at most third-rate warrior level. The internal energy it possesses is less than an ant’s. It’s not a difficult condition. It’s an opportunity to point your sword at me, who has always only given advice from behind. Isn’t that good?]

“Nonsense.”

Kang Jun-hyeok let out a bitter laugh. There was no way he could have a chance of winning. No matter how third-rate the body might be, the accumulated experience and techniques don’t just disappear.

‘But.’

As Manbyeonggi said, it was also a good opportunity.

His training in Manbyeonggi’s Divine Art had been stalled. The best way to learn martial arts was sparring with one’s master. Kang Jun-hyeok drew his sword.

“Then.”

[Come. Let us test your achievements.]

Kang Jun-hyeok’s eyes grew cold.

The wooden puppet inhabited by Manbyeonggi was at most third-rate level.

Its power and internal energy were utterly pathetic compared to his.

In contrast, Kang Jun-hyeok’s strength exceeded 100. That power literally could shatter mountains and shake seas. His speed was the same. Moreover, his internal energy stat also exceeded 70.

Looking at simple numbers alone, the difference was close to that between an elephant and an ant.

Using that advantage, he would strike in one blow. Kang Jun-hyeok put strength into his feet. Internal energy circulated rapidly through his body.

Kuuuuung!

And he thrust forward.

The sound of air breaking rang out. It meant his speed had exceeded the speed of sound.

The power contained in that sword was mountain-splitting force.

At this attack that transcended perception, Manbyeonggi evaluated lightly.

[Not a bad judgment. But it’s not the correct answer either.]

Manbyeonggi lightly raised his sword. The tip of Kang Jun-hyeok’s thrust collided with it.

According to the laws of physics, Manbyeonggi’s body should have shattered and been blown away.

However.

The power contained in Kang Jun-hyeok’s sword was literally erased. His eyes widened.

‘What?’

The power had disappeared.

No. It wasn’t just the power in his sword. The strength of his entire body vanished. His legs gave out and his grip on the sword lost its strength. His body was about to collapse.

Manbyeonggi muttered.

[The power of heaven was contained yet vanished in vain.]

Manbyeonggi’s third sword form.

Void Heaven Power Dispersion.

The sword aimed for Kang Jun-hyeok’s neck. He reflexively drew out his internal energy. He put strength into his legs to endure and twisted his body.

Chwaaaaak!

The blade tip grazed past his cheek.

Manbyeonggi muttered as if surprised.

[To directly control your body like that. Remarkable. Even those who have reached higher realms than you would find it impossible. No. Is it the power of a control skill? I cannot forbid passive skills, so I’ll have to allow that much.]

Kang Jun-hyeok raised his sword high. If his power would be stolen, then he would build up acceleration to make it unstoppable! He loaded it with internal energy and brought it down. World-splitting might was contained in the sword.

At such a strike, Manbyeonggi lightly stepped forward.

At that moment, the momentum was absorbed. The very power contained in the sword became part of Manbyeonggi. Manbyeonggi lightly pushed Kang Jun-hyeok’s chest.

Jjeoeoeoeoeng!

“Kugh!”

Kang Jun-hyeok’s body flew back and crashed into the wall.

The power Manbyeonggi had just wielded was his own power.

He had taken his very power and made it his own before returning it.

[Accept the opponent’s momentum and change it into your own power, absorb the opponent’s attack and shatter the opponent’s momentum. This is my first profound principle.]

“…Reverse Momentum Strengthening and Absorb Attack Break Momentum.”

Void Heaven Power Dispersion. Reverse Momentum Strengthening and Absorb Attack Break Momentum.

These were all techniques that Kang Jun-hyeok also knew how to use.

But what was being displayed in Manbyeonggi’s hands now far transcended his understanding. Manbyeonggi spoke leisurely.

[I taught you my martial arts. But you are far too inexperienced and clumsy. You have not grasped their essence. With this opportunity, I shall properly teach you about my martial arts. Be grateful.]

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