All‑Master Who Regressed to Bronze - Chapter 33
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All Master Who Regressed to Bronze Episode 033
Cheonma rising from the Cheonmaeui.
The moment he saw him.
Shin Hyeok struggled to control his naturally shrinking body and mind.
‘Ordinary. That’s why he’s dangerously terrifying.’
Cheonma’s build was ordinary.
A height just under 180 centimeters.
A body that was solid despite his age, but that was all.
Jet-black hair that was disheveled without any set pattern, reminiscent of a lion’s mane.
Ordinary.
He looked like a well-maintained elderly man you could find quite often in the world, but knowing the abyss-like deep strength contained within, Shin Hyeok carefully gripped his spear.
In contrast, Cheonma was relaxed and composed.
Snap-
A sword finger with his index and middle fingers pressed together.
More precisely, Cheonma created a spear finger and let his arm hang down, taking a ready stance.
In this strange situation where everything seemed like an opening but nothing was actually an opening, Cheonma spoke.
“How far have you learned the Cheonma Seonggong?”
“Chapter 1.”
“You’ve learned up to the first half. What about the middle and latter parts?”
“I don’t even know them, let alone learned them.”
“Not bad.”
Cheonma seemed satisfied that while the Cheonma Seonggong had been leaked, the most important middle and latter parts had not been leaked.
However, that didn’t mean the verification and proof were over.
“I too will only use the first half of the Cheonma Seonggong. I’ll also restrict my physical abilities accordingly. Now let’s begin. The verification and proof.”
“…!”
Rather, it was just the beginning.
The moment his words ended, Cheonma moved.
Kwarung!
Thunder Demon Step.
Cheonma’s form, wrapped in jet-black lightning, instantly positioned itself behind Shin Hyeok.
Though he clearly had the same physical abilities and the same amount of demonic energy, his movement was so swift and elusive that Shin Hyeok nearly lost track of it.
In response, Shin Hyeok also moved to match Cheonma’s movements, like an actor matching timing in a play.
Kaang! Kang! Kaang! Kang! Kaang!
The demonic spear and Cheonma’s two fingers clashed, sending up sparks.
It was insane.
The demonic spear was a Unique+ grade weapon.
Among them, it was a weapon that could be considered to have reached the extreme beyond the highest level.
In other words, it wouldn’t be lacking to call it quasi-legendary grade.
Even while clashing with such a weapon, not even a speck of a wound remained on those two fingers.
It wasn’t that wounds formed and then healed.
It was simply robust physical durability that seemed to say wounds couldn’t possibly form.
‘That body itself is a weapon.’
It was a body befitting the name Constellation.
Just by pressing together two fingers, it was equal to a Unique+ grade weapon.
No-
Jjeoeoeoeoeong!
‘It’s starting to give way.’
The demonic spear was being pushed back.
He could clearly tell just from the recoil transmitted through his hand.
If the battle continued like this, the demonic spear would inevitably have problems.
The value of a Unique+ grade weapon was never small.
No matter how much Shin Hyeok was the third-generation chaebol of Shinwha Group, it wasn’t a weapon he could easily obtain.
A situation where he might waste such a weapon here like a disposable consumable.
Shin Hyeok’s answer here was predetermined.
Kwaduek!
‘I’ll just break it.’
More strength entered the hand gripping the demonic spear.
Not just breaking from the clash with Cheonma, but as if he would crush the demonic spear with the force of his own grip.
Having finished that thought, Shin Hyeok’s demonic spear began to trace rough trajectories.
Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang!
Swinging.
Striking down.
Striking up.
They were simple actions, but they were sufficient.
With the resolve to abandon the demonic spear.
Furthermore, swinging with the resolve to offer even his own flesh along with the demonic spear.
That alone made everything sufficient.
“Interesting!”
Even Cheonma smiled brightly at this.
Of course, that didn’t signal the end of the test.
“Wind Demon!”
Kwaaaaaaaaa!
The demon of wind.
It flowed out from Cheonma’s fingers.
‘Cheonma Seonggong. Chapter 1, Section 2.’
It was something in Shin Hyeok’s memory as well.
That’s why he knew even better.
The terrifying nature of that wind demon.
Jjeoeoeoeoeoeoeong!
It was the realm of instinct.
Action was faster than thought.
He hastily raised the demonic spear and blocked Cheonma’s Wind Demon with the spear shaft.
Nevertheless, that overwhelming impact traveled up the spear shaft and spread throughout Shin Hyeok’s entire body.
Ulkeok!
‘…I’m going to die.’
Mana Road.
It was completely twisted.
From just a single impact, the Mana Road, the path through which mana flowed, was twisted.
Though he had certainly suffered severe internal injuries, Shin Hyeok swallowed the black dead blood that rose up and swung his demonic spear in the same manner.
“Wind Demon.”
“…Hooh.”
Kwaaaaaaaaa!
A wind demon identical to Cheonma’s dwelt in Shin Hyeok’s demonic spear.
But though the same, it was different.
If Cheonma’s Wind Demon was something that smashed everything, Shin Hyeok’s Wind Demon was something that devoured everything.
Seeing his vision turn black with demonic energy, Cheonma bared his teeth in a smile and struck out once more.
“Flash Demon.”
Kiiiiiiiiik!
The demon of light.
More precisely, the demon of light speed reared up.
The air tears apart, creating a ghostly scream-like sound as Cheonma’s fingertips head toward Shin Hyeok.
Wind Demon was a line.
In contrast, Flash Demon was a point.
This meant that while destructive power might fall short, attack power far surpassed Wind Demon.
Lines destroy, points pierce through.
‘Flash Demon isn’t the type of attack you can block.’
In that sense, Flash Demon wasn’t an attack that could be blocked.
Block it?
Then you’d simply be pierced through.
In this situation, there was only one answer.
“Flash Demon.”
“Haha, hahahaha!”
Kiiiiiiiiik!
Fight fire with fire.
As if anticipating this situation, Cheonma’s rough laughter erupted, followed by another ghostly wail echoing through the air.
This was different from before.
Earlier was a counterattack after receiving an attack, but this time they struck almost simultaneously.
Each other’s attacks headed precisely toward one another.
More precisely, Shin Hyeok made it so.
His spear tip aimed exactly at Cheonma’s fingertips.
Directed toward Cheonma’s spear.
The result was simple.
───────────!
The two spear tips collided.
There was no sound.
Light.
Light.
Light.
Only light.
Where the light that had swallowed even sound finally settled.
Crack!
The demonic spear’s tip developed a fissure.
It was an absurd occurrence.
Though bound by the term Unique+ grade, the materials contained within were also tremendous.
But even that ultimately crumbled before light and the demon of light speed.
Anyway, with the spear tip cracked and looking like it would split in half with more fighting.
Actually, the spear tip wasn’t the only problem.
‘The shaft is also damaged.’
If the tip was the head, then the shaft could be called the body.
That shaft was also damaged.
Body and head.
Having either one damaged was problematic, but both being damaged meant one thing.
“It seems to be over.”
“….”
Defeat.
Cheonma’s voice, tinged with laughter as he let his clenched fingers drop toward the ground, proved it.
Actually, well, it was only natural.
Limit physical abilities.
Limit the amount of demonic energy.
Limit, limit, limit.
Even if countless restrictions were shoved into Cheonma’s body, Cheonma was still Cheonma.
He wasn’t an existence that could be suppressed by such shackles.
Therefore, defeat was inevitable and only a matter of time.
Nevertheless, the reason Shin Hyeok didn’t let go of his completely ruined demonic spear was one thing.
“In the path of supremacy’s advance, the end means death.”
“A warrior’s weapon is broken. Then that means death.”
“Is that so? A weapon is a weapon. It’s not me.”
“Those aren’t words that should come from a warrior’s mouth.”
Light conversation went back and forth.
But the words contained within were never light.
Rather, they could be called heavy.
Even while feeling each word pressing down on his shoulders, Shin Hyeok remained composed.
“Who says I’m a warrior.”
“What?”
“I’m not a warrior.”
“Wushen, you’re learning that fighting-crazed bastard’s martial arts and you’re not a warrior….”
“I learned it simply because it was technique, simply because it was a tool.”
“…Wushen. There’s a madman here even worse than that crazy bastard. Then Cheonma Seonggong is-“
“That too is merely technique, merely a tool.”
“How utterly frivolous. In front of Cheonma, you reduce Cheonma Seonggong to mere technique and tools? I could strike you dead on the spot and no one could say anything.”
Wushen’s Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style.
Cheonma’s Cheonma Seonggong.
Calling them merely techniques.
Calling them merely tools.
Since this was Cheonma’s space where Wushen’s eyes couldn’t reach, he couldn’t see, but if he had, he would have shown a reaction not much different from Cheonma’s.
Even the quite open-minded Wushen would react that way, so Cheonma’s reaction, being a stubborn traditionalist who lived by “back in my day,” was natural.
Materialized killing intent began to become visible.
This was different from when Cheonma had pressed down on his entire body with a single word.
The reason was simple.
‘If that touches me, I’ll just die.’
Kill .
It was that very essence compressed into energy.
Furthermore, it had transformed into intent.
Since it was intent energy to kill everything it touched, it could be said to be like the realm of the heart sword in some ways.
But it hadn’t touched him yet.
Furthermore, he knew it wouldn’t touch him in the future either.
Cheonma was an explosive and stubborn existence, but precisely because of that, he knew Cheonma wouldn’t end his treatment with mere death by intent energy.
So now was the time.
“Overload.”
“…That is!”
Kwaaaaaaaaa!
The demonic energy dwelling in Shin Hyeok’s body.
Compared to Cheonma, it was a firefly before the sun, a single water droplet fallen on the ocean.
But at this moment, it was the culmination of all the martial arts Shin Hyeok had built up before his regression and everything of his life.
Overload.
Shin Hyeok’s own martial arts and technique that he had named Choi Shin-hyeok Style.
The final 10th chapter that could be called its pinnacle.
He had used it when sparring with Wushen, but now it was slightly different from then.
The reason was simple.
Demonic energy, not mana.
The energy flowing through Shin Hyeok’s mana road right now wasn’t mana, but demonic energy.
One cycle.
Two cycles.
Three cycles.
The demonic energy that instantly circulated three times throughout Shin Hyeok’s entire body had grown its mass like mad.
In the blink of an eye, Shin Hyeok’s demonic energy, which had grown several times larger than its original size, naturally flowed out from his body, revealing tremendous momentum.
“Overload – Cheonma Hyeonshin .”
The ruler of Cheonsan.
The sovereign of Singyeo.
The demon of heaven.
Right now, at this moment.
There were two such Cheonmas in this place.
“Khat, khahahaha, kheuhahahahaha!!!”
Cheonma’s mad laughter burst forth.
The sticky killing intent that had filled Cheonma’s surroundings had vanished without a trace.
Originally, they say two suns cannot exist under heaven.
But Cheonma didn’t care about that fact in the slightest.
“Wushen’s Pacheon Myeolswae Style is also a tool. Cheonma’s Cheonma Seonggong is also a tool. Now what will become your tool?”
He was simply asking.
What would be the next tool of this man who treated even Wushen, one of the most powerful among the Constellations, and his own techniques as mere tools.
Shin Hyeok’s answer to that was simple.
“I too am merely one tool.”
If he had lost the demonic spear as a tool, then he would simply become the spear himself.
Seeing Shin Hyeok answer thus, Cheonma raised the corners of his mouth.
“A body spear challenges the divine spear to battle. Good, can a single spear forged from the flesh of one who tries to treat and handle everything as tools truly clash with my spear?”
“The path of supremacy doesn’t think that far ahead, does it, old man?”
“Khahahaahhat! Yes! That’s it! Exactly that! Indeed, the path of supremacy is a road given only to those who don’t look back and don’t spare even their own bodies! Come! Let this divine spear receive your spear forged from everything you have. Your spear forged from Cheonma Seonggong and even your own flesh as tools!”
Crack!
Cheonma’s spear tip, which had been pointing toward the ground, was raised upright.
At the same time, indescribable pressure condensed from his two tightly pressed fingers.
The two people.
The two suns.
The two demons.
Charged toward each other.
Craaaaaaaaaaaash!
With the explosive sound that immediately rang out, all the marble flooring that neatly filled the front courtyard of Gyoju-jeon was completely shattered and scattered as powder.
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