All‑Master Who Regressed to Bronze - Chapter 86
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All Master Who Regressed to Bronze Episode 086
The peak of a massive mountain made of rugged cliffs.
Located even higher than the towering skyscrapers, with thick clouds spread below.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been here too.”
This was none other than Wushen’s dwelling and transcendent domain.
A few months ago.
When he first unleashed Wushen’s martial art, the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style.
Shin Hyeok, who had visited this place again after being summoned by Wushen, looked around with a gentle smile at the unchanged scenery.
But the sightseeing was brief.
“It’s been a while.”
“Cheok Nosa. It’s good to see you again.”
“I’ve been watching your activities well. Seeing you use the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style so skillfully made my blood boil for the first time in ages.”
“That’s a relief. I was worried you might be disappointed in my lacking skills.”
Wushen, Cheok Nosa, appeared without even the slightest presence.
Even though Shin Hyeok had become strong enough to discuss the Heavenly Realm level, finding few rivals even among Diamonds, he was no different from his Silver days before Cheok Nosa.
When he answered respectfully, Cheok Nosa burst into hearty laughter.
“Hahaha! I’ve never seen a Player like you even once, so how could I be disappointed? Above all, beings like you must be judged by their future, not their present. Even giants had their childhood. Is there anyone who would ignore a giant because of that? You simply need time. Especially since that time doesn’t seem like it will take very long either.”
“Thank you for seeing me that way.”
After the light small talk ended, Cheok Nosa immediately moved to the main topic.
“You’ve been using that Cheonma bastard’s martial arts quite often lately.”
“I use the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style often too.”
“Tsk! That’s only natural, so it’s beside the point.”
“Ah.”
Cheok Nosa was not pleased that Shin Hyeok frequently used Cheonma Seonggong.
The fact that someone who could be called his successor was using the martial arts of someone with a similar nature to himself was unsatisfactory.
But Shin Hyeok was confident.
“I can’t help it because that’s my nature. It’s also good to learn many different things. Versatility. Isn’t that nice?”
“Generally speaking, martial arts are difficult to master properly even if you focus on just one…”
“So I decided to just focus on several.”
“…You don’t concede a single word.”
“Cheok Nosa showing interest in me is an extremely honorable thing, and it’s an undeniable fact that the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style has been a great help to me. But that doesn’t mean I can abandon other powers and focus only on the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style.”
“Hmph, miscellaneous techniques are just tricks no matter how many you gather. Do you think a hundred tree branches gathered together could withstand an iron sword? It’s the same principle.”
Of course, Cheok Nosa didn’t back down either.
His words had merit too.
Rather, Cheok Nosa was right.
Throughout the long history of Dimension Arena, the difference between those who focused on one thing and those who focused on many was significant, just as Cheok Nosa said.
Above all, Cheok Nosa’s very existence was proof of what he had said.
He had reached the pinnacle with his physical body alone.
Among the countless Constellations of Dimension Arena.
Among the Constellations that were as numerous as stars, true to their name, he had proven his words by becoming one of the handful of high-ranking Constellations.
But-
“If a hundred tree branches won’t do, then gather a thousand. If a thousand isn’t enough, then gather ten thousand.”
“…So you have no intention of changing your mind?”
“Yes. And I told Cheonma this too… the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style is just one of the tree branches I’m gathering. It’s a bit different from the others. It’s about the level of a thick club though.”
“Haha, hahahaha! Treating the Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style, which embodies my martial arts, as a tree branch. Do you think you can say that in front of me and still live?”
“I said the exact same thing in front of Cheonma, and though Cheonma said the same thing, I’m standing before Cheok Nosa now. Isn’t that proof enough?”
“Good. Whether it’s the spirit of youth or arrogance, I’ll see for myself.”
Shin Hyeok maintained the same attitude before Wushen as he had said before Cheonma.
Cheonma Seonggong? Heaven-Shattering Annihilation Style?
Those were just one of the many cards he possessed.
Of course, compared to other cards, they were joker-level, but ultimately they didn’t escape the framework of being cards.
Naturally, Wushen also smiled coldly and sought to test Shin Hyeok.
“Good. I’ll scrape together all my resources and show you.”
“You’d better prepare yourself. I’ll show you that tree branches are just tree branches no matter how many you gather.”
Shin Hyeok was confident, and Wushen scoffed.
“Instead, please expand this place. It’s too narrow to contain my full power.”
“That’s not difficult.”
Thump- Crrrrrack!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wushen lightly stomped his foot and expanded the rugged cliffs he was standing on dozens of times over.
When an arena of tremendous size, like two soccer fields combined, was prepared, Shin Hyeok immediately began pouring out everything he had.
“Necromancy, Spirit Arts.”
Crrrrrack! Whoooosh!
It started with necromancy and spirit arts.
When the two skills, which could be called specialists in quantity warfare, activated, the enormously large arena began filling with undead and spirits.
-…Hmm.
-…Huh.
-Scary! Scary!
-Strong…
But Wushen made even the fearless undead sigh in despair, and froze even the spirits, masters of eternal thinking who never lost their smiles in any situation.
Of course, these were just the most basic implants to block Wushen.
“Shield, Enhanced Shield, Elemental Shield, Divine Barrier, Protective Talisman, Protective Magic.”
Swooooosh!
Dozens of layers of barriers wrapped around Shin Hyeok’s entire body.
Magic, demonic energy, mana, sacred power, etc.
Dozens of layers of incredibly diverse shields crafted through various methods.
That wasn’t the end.
“Summon Familiar.”
“…This is really absurd yet amazing. To think I’d face a Constellation directly.”
“Are you afraid?”
“Not at all. Death is like the wind. It’s always by my side. If I die fighting a Constellation, there would be no greater honor. I’ll stake everything I have.”
Summon Familiar.
With that, he summoned Tarkan.
Tarkan was one of the most powerful cards Shin Hyeok possessed.
Having gained a Diamond-level vanguard, Shin Hyeok continued what he had to do.
“Taeguk Divine Art, Cheonma Divine Technique.”
The mental cultivation methods given by Wushen and Cheonma.
Through them, he quickly recovered the consumed mana and demonic energy.
Gulp gulp!
He mercilessly downed Hyo-rin’s special doping potions from his inventory.
Shin Hyeok, who drank potions worth hundreds of thousands of won each like water, faced Wushen while surrounded by undead, spirits, and Tarkan, drawing Admiral Chungmu’s bow.
“Gigantification.”
Rummmmmble!
Admiral Chungmu’s bow, already enormously large befitting a great bow, now became so gigantic that a giant would need to wield it.
It was a size that even Shin Hyeok found difficult to properly hold, but he didn’t care.
“Compression.”
Crrrrrack!
Because he had the Rune: Compression that he had installed solely for this purpose.
Compression was literally a rune skill that compressed weapons to reduce their size.
In exchange, it was a double-edged sword rune skill where the miniaturized weapon’s density increased, greatly boosting attack power.
But by combining it with the gigantification rune, he eliminated the drawbacks and amplified the advantages.
Because compression converts the compressed amount into attack power.
Thanks to this, Admiral Chungmu’s bow, which had legendary+ grade attack power at the legendary limit, broke through that limit at this very moment.
A moment when its attack power alone became worthy of being called mythical grade.
Craaaack!
Shin Hyeok mercilessly pulled back the bowstring of Admiral Chungmu’s bow, which had now become a reasonable size.
His physical stats had increased further upon reaching Platinum, and his body was enhanced once more through doping.
Finally—
“Mana, magic power, sacred power— Triple Energy Fusion — Enhancement.”
Physical enhancement using the three energies he possessed.
The moment all of this mixed together like a salad tossed in oriental sauce.
Shin Hyeok had finished all his preparations.
“Here I go.”
“Come then.”
But Wushen, who had waited for all those preparations, showed not even a hint of concern.
Wushen simply placed one hand behind his back and aimed at Shin Hyeok with the other hand elegantly extended, displaying his leisure.
Watching him, Shin Hyeok silently activated the unique skills inherent in Admiral Chungmu’s bow.
“Perfect Accuracy, Concentrated Fire, Clear Mind Like Water.”
Perfect Accuracy to counter Wushen’s evasion ability.
Concentrated Fire to compensate for insufficient attack power.
Clear Mind Like Water to prevent even the slightest tremor.
The moment this trinity created from all these elements enveloped Shin Hyeok.
Whoooooosh!!!
A single arrow that left Shin Hyeok’s hand rushed toward Wushen.
Rather than cutting through the air, the arrow literally tore through it as it flew, and Wushen smiled wickedly as he struck it down with his straight hand blade.
Claaang!
A strike that concentrated all of Shin Hyeok’s power.
But even that was split in two by a single hand blade strike from Wushen.
It was a sight that could crush one’s fighting spirit, but Shin Hyeok calmly nocked a second arrow to the string and shouted.
“Everyone, charge!”
“Eagle’s eye, deer’s legs, wind’s embrace, earth’s sprint. Finally, the dual manifestation of fury and madness.”
Starting with Shin Hyeok’s cry, Tarkan chanted spells to enhance the undead.
The spirits were ethereal beings, so they weren’t targets for Tarkan’s spells.
—Grooooar!
—Graaaah!
—Kieeeek!
The mindless undead charged forward while higher undead with ego and reason supported them from behind.
This was possible because they had no reason and thus felt no fear, no matter how mighty their enemy.
Behind them, the higher undead waited for an opportunity to unleash their power at a single point.
“Those who returned from death have nothing to fear. However, they are merely beings who died once. How could those who couldn’t even avoid death be a match for me, who has even crushed death itself?”
—…!!!
Crash!
But their attacks never reached Wushen.
Instead, they couldn’t escape being crushed by Wushen’s whip-like kicks.
Even so, they advanced and kept advancing.
—Ooooh!
—We can’t miss the chance to land a blow on a Constellation.
—Everything for our lord! For the great Lord of Death!
—Charge! Forward!
Even as their entire bodies crumbled and shattered, they recovered stubbornly based on Shin Hyeok’s vast mana and pressed forward, grabbing hold of Wushen’s ankles.
“Rising shackles, growing vines, swirling wind, earth crush!”
Crack— Whoooosh!
The one who reached the climax was Tarkan.
Without any thought of dealing damage with his spells, Tarkan’s massive body crashed down on Wushen, having cast spells purely to hinder his opponent’s movements.
Dozens of tons of impact struck Wushen, but he simply raised his forearm to defend.
Amazingly, the ground Wushen stood on didn’t sink even 1cm.
In other words, Wushen had completely dispersed and deflected all dozens of tons of impact.
It was a technique that had reached divine skill, but Tarkan paid no mind and continued his attack.
Bang! Crash! Bang! Bang bang bang bang!
Tarkan was a typical warrior.
A warrior who mainly engaged in power struggles, overwhelming opponents with heavy swordsmanship using a glaive close to a greatsword.
“Interesting. So orcs possess such talent as well. Indeed, there are many dimensions and the universe is vast. But it’s unfortunate. Now is not the time to test your martial arts.”
“…Guk!”
Against such a Tarkan, Wushen consistently maintained his composure, keeping one hand behind his back and facing him with only one hand.
Like an adult conducting a sparring lesson with a child.
Since Tarkan, who was swinging his sword, knew this fact best, he couldn’t swallow the groan that burst out despite knowing the gap between himself and Wushen in advance.
Eventually, Tarkan couldn’t overcome the tremendous force contained in Wushen’s lightly thrown straight punch and was sent flying backward.
Tarkan bounced across the ground like a skipping stone, going bounce bounce bounce, then looked down at his chest with an incredulous expression.
“What tremendous force projection this is.”
He had tried to block the impact by deploying his spell armor, but the spell armor was actually intact.
However, the interior had become a mess, half-pulverized.
Furthermore, because his blood vessels and mana roads inside his body were torn apart, Tarkan could no longer participate in battle.
“Rest there. You could force yourself to move, but… you know better than anyone that it wouldn’t help.”
“…I thank you for your consideration, Wushen.”
“Now then, let’s see what your lord is up to—”
Since he liked Tarkan, Wushen had settled for just making him unable to fight, and the moment he looked with a leisurely face toward where Shin Hyeok had been shooting arrows until just now.
His relaxed expression hardened.
“Road roller!!!”
“…What.”
In the sky above.
There, Shin Hyeok was mounted on a giant steel ship with a dragon’s head, plummeting toward the ground like a meteor shower.
It is written even in Goguryeo Subaekdo that the best way to deal with muscular men with sturdy bodies who are good at punching is to slam them with a road roller (or not).
With a bright smile, Shin Hyeok literally crashed the turtle ship into Wushen’s transcendent domain.
Whoooooooosh!!!
It was the moment when the arena that Wushen had graciously created collapsed.
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