100 Floors All Master - Chapter 308

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All Master of 100 Floors Episode 308
70th Floor. Battlefield of the Past (4)
[Huh?]
[What?]
Both Manbyeonggi and Eldyria looked flustered.
They hadn’t expected such a brazen request.
But Kang Jun-hyeok’s expression suggested he’d anticipated this—as if he couldn’t imagine any other possibility.
“Why should I teach you?”
The martial arts of the Ascendant were not transmitted carelessly to outsiders.
If the Universe itself were collapsing, such rules might shatter—but they’d only just entered the 70th Floor. The crisis wasn’t that dire. Kang Jun-hyeok had no reason to teach him.
Yet Dokgo Jun spoke with remarkable confidence.
“I am the Greatest Martial Artist.”
“So?”
“It means I possess talent unmatched under heaven. There exists no martial art, no sword technique, no mental cultivation method I cannot master. Should I learn your divine technique, I would grow stronger still.”
“That doesn’t sound like a reason to teach you.”
“No. You must teach me. It is both your duty and mine.”
Dokgo Jun clenched his fist firmly.
“I will grow stronger. I must grow stronger. And at the end of that path, I will save this Universe. So you must teach me.”
Words brimming with stubborn conviction.
Eldyria let out a faint, mirthless laugh.
[Talented, perhaps, but grievously overconfident.]
There was no reason for Kang Jun-hyeok to accept such a demand.
Both of them expected him to refuse with a scoff.
But Kang Jun-hyeok asked calmly instead.
“Is your talent truly that exceptional? Enough to learn the divine technique I’ve mastered without difficulty?”
“I am the Greatest Martial Artist. I possess the finest talent in this Universe. There is nothing I cannot master.”
Dokgo Jun spoke as though stating an obvious truth about the world. Kang Jun-hyeok smiled faintly.
“Is that so? Impressive! If what you say is truly fact, then I can certainly teach you.”
[What?]
Manbyeonggi was startled. Kang Jun-hyeok continued.
“Come back to this place tomorrow. Then I’ll teach you the divine technique.”
“An excellent choice. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Dokgo Jun departed with a satisfied expression. Kang Jun-hyeok watched his retreating form intently.
[A different response than your usual manner. A connection from your previous life, perhaps?]
“Well, yes.”
Eldyria and Manbyeonggi both knew of Kang Jun-hyeok’s previous existence, so the deduction wasn’t particularly difficult. Eldyria asked, her tone curious.
[Does he owe you a debt, like that high monk did?]
“No. The opposite, in fact. That man owes me a debt.”
Dokgo Jun.
In his previous life, he had repeated a single assertion relentlessly.
I possess talent.
Talent unique and unmatched in this Universe.
I can lead this war to victory.
So back me. Push me forward.
Give me all your strength.
Then I will save you.
That was the crux of Dokgo Jun’s argument.
Sadly for him, he had the talent to back such claims. He mastered the Taiji Wisdom Sword in a single day—a technique that took Kang Jun-hyeok over a decade to learn—and achieved perfection within a month.
The Players judged it rational to pour resources into Dokgo Jun rather than reserve them for themselves, so they handed him endless spirit medicines, martial arts, and treasures.
Kang Jun-hyeok himself was no exception.
Azure Stone Oil, Great Return Pill, Ten Thousand Year He Shou Wu, Imugi’s Inner Core.
These were all the spirit medicines he had given to Dokgo Jun.
After hearing the explanation, Manbyeonggi clicked his tongue.
[Foolish and ignorant. A fool, that’s what you were.]
“I won’t deny it. My previous self was ignorant and stupid.”
Dokgo Jun had finally realized there was no chance of victory and fled into the Inner World. Their investment had ended in catastrophic failure.
“There were others like him, but what made Dokgo Jun particularly sickening was that he never changed, not once, even at the end.”
—Our defeat was not because I was insufficient.
—It was simply impossible.
—Because if I cannot reach it, then no being in this Universe can possibly reach it.
So this was a fate that had been decided from the beginning.
It was something Kang Jun-hyeok had said to Dokgo Jun just before he fled into the Inner World.
Kang Jun-hyeok felt no anger whatsoever—only pure bewilderment. Eldyria spoke with a note of reluctance.
[I understand what kind of man he is. But why offer him teachings?]
“The reason he carries such confidence is that he has never experienced a single failure. Not once.”
And that was precisely how his arrogant pride remained intact.
But what would happen if the source of that pride were shattered?
What would he look like if he failed catastrophically, bent, and crumbled?
[Hoh.]
Manbyeonggi let out a laugh of understanding.
[I know what you’re thinking.]
“You don’t mind, then?”
[Feel free to teach him all you wish. This Lord never concealed his martial arts—rather, I shared them willingly. It will make for an amusing spectacle.]
Kang Jun-hyeok’s gaze swept toward Dokgo Jun in the distance. Though the man had already moved far away, dozens of kilometers by now, he remained clearly visible within Kang Jun-hyeok’s field of perception.
“This is a test, Dokgo Jun.”
A test of whether you truly possess the talent you claim.
“If you don’t measure up, I’m going to be quite disappointed.”
Kang Jun-hyeok’s lips twisted into a smile.
* * *
The next day.
Dokgo Jun came directly to find Kang Jun-hyeok, his face bright with barely concealed excitement.
“Then I ask you to teach me. What is the name of this Divine Technique?”
“It has no name. I discovered it by chance myself. It’s quite difficult, but I believe you have the capacity to master it.”
“Of course I do. Who do you think I am? I am Dokgo Jun. There exists no martial art that I cannot learn.”
Kang Jun-hyeok suppressed a smile as he explained.
“The Divine Technique I learned controls and suppresses force itself.”
Kang Jun-hyeok began to unfold the profound principles one by one, slowly and deliberately.
First principle: Reverse Momentum Strengthening and Absorb Attack Break Momentum.
Second principle: Self-Power Unity.
Third principle: Small Stream Great River Circulation.
And finally: Absolute World Suppression Domain.
Each was laid bare before Dokgo Jun in measured steps. He gasped in astonishment.
“Impossible—such martial arts exist?!”
Dokgo Jun’s talent was undoubtedly exceptional. Because of this, he could perceive the meanings woven into the profound principles Kang Jun-hyeok had revealed.
This is something special.
It transcended the mere concept of martial arts—it approached something far greater. Kang Jun-hyeok spoke with unhurried calm.
“Now I’m going to teach you the incantations of the Mental Cultivation Method, so take your stance.”
“Yes!”
Dokgo Jun settled into the lotus position.
“Exhale sharply. Then breathe in deeply. Circulate the Qi in your Dantian quietly, yet with the violence of a river in flood.”
These were the profound principles of the Divine Technique that Manbyeonggi had once conveyed to him.
Now, through Kang Jun-hyeok’s voice, they flowed out into the world.
“Open your mind and release your body. Expand your consciousness. Rather than the world embracing you, let yourself embrace the world. Invert the concept.”
Whoooosh.
Dokgo Jun’s Internal Energy surged violently, following the incantations with precision.
And because of that precision, his body convulsed dramatically.
“Cough!”
He hacked violently. Had he not been protected by his Player body, he would have coughed up black blood. In fact, his health points had just dropped by nearly twenty percent.
“Cough. Cough!”
“You failed.”
Kang Jun-hyeok had expected as much.
Manbyeonggi’s Divine Technique was extraordinarily finicky. It was impossible to master after hearing the incantations just once. He had managed it, but only because he had been given Manbyeonggi’s memories and senses directly—a method that bordered on cheating. That was why it had been possible at all.
Rather, Manbyeonggi was marveling at the sight of Dokgo Jun.
[He has entered Qi Deviation.]
This meant that while he had failed at control, he had succeeded in understanding the profound principles. Dokgo Jun’s eyes burned with heat, as if he too grasped what this meant.
“Hmm. It is truly difficult. Let me try again!”
Dokgo Jun settled back into the lotus position. Kang Jun-hyeok smiled.
“Give it your best effort.”
And hours passed.
During that time, Dokgo Jun moved his Internal Energy endlessly in accordance with the incantations, yet the result remained utterly unchanged from the first attempt.
It was a complete failure.
Dokgo Jun’s eyes began to waver slowly. Manbyeonggi spoke softly.
[This one clearly possesses talent. It is talent of a special kind. One could say it surpasses even the True Immortal, even Taesaek Jicheon whom I beheld in the Tower. I begin to understand why you poured your strength into this one.]
Dokgo Jun was exceptional.
That much could not be denied.
But it ended there.
[Still, the gap is not so great. Not to the degree of mastering my Divine Art.]
“Cough!”
Dokgo Jun coughed again. He had failed once more in manipulating the incantation. His face had turned deathly pale.
“Your health seems to be reaching critical levels. Your internal energy is completely depleted. Don’t you need to rest?”
“Y-yes, you’re right.”
“Rest and try to organize the incantation in your mind. You have a Health Potion, don’t you? Want to borrow one from me?”
“I have some in my possession. Then I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Dokgo Jun staggered away.
Kang Jun-hyeok watched his retreating figure with a faint smile playing at his lips.
[He looks pleased.]
“There’s no helping it.”
That arrogant Dokgo Jun, who had never known failure, was now facing it for the first time.
“This should be enjoyable.”
* * *
Kang Jun-hyeok provided extraordinarily generous support.
He infused his own internal energy and even guided its flow. He lent recovery potions with abundance.
Yet Dokgo Jun failed again the next day.
The day after that.
Dokgo Jun failed once more to grasp the profound principle.
The next day. The day after. And the day after that changed nothing either. As though no progress had been made at all, nothing differed from the beginning.
Dokgo Jun’s once-confident eyes began to waver. Kang Jun-hyeok tilted his head quizzically.
“Hmm… this is taking longer than I expected. Is it quite difficult?”
“No, not at all. It is not difficult. It is merely that I lack experience with this sensation, so adaptation requires time.”
“Is that so? You’re right, of course. With the talent of the Greatest Martial Artist that you possess, there’s no reason you couldn’t master a Divine Art that even I have learned.”
Kang Jun-hyeok spoke. His expression was utterly sincere—as though he genuinely believed that Dokgo Jun would master the Divine Art. For that reason, Dokgo Jun could not help but nod emphatically.
“Of course I am. I am exceptional.”
“That’s right. You have talent. Talent that cannot be compared to someone like me. It will simply take time, but you are fully capable of mastering it.”
Tower skills are powerful.
Even among Players, while their effects may be diminished, they still take hold.
Even skills such as Persuasion and Acting.
“I believe in you, Dokgo Jun. You are more than capable of succeeding.”
Those words burrowed into Dokgo Jun’s mind like a spike being driven home. Kang Jun-hyeok smiled quietly.

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