All‑Master Who Regressed to Bronze - Chapter 87

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

All Master Who Regressed to Bronze Episode 087

Kururururururung!

The arena created by Wushen collapsed, and Shin Hyeok and Wushen fell down to the cliff under the mountain of rocky crags.

Having instantly moved the battlefield from the arena Wushen created to a completely unpredictable space, Shin Hyeok clicked his tongue in regret.

‘It would have been perfect if I had used time stop too.’

After throwing a road roller (not really), using time stop was the standard rule.

If he could stop time for about 9 seconds, it would be enough to throw a few knives at the heart and head.

Of course, time stop was an ability that was extremely rare to see even among Integrated League Challenger Tier players.

Even then, 1-2 seconds was the limit.

Above all-

‘Even if I shot anti-tank missiles instead of knives, they wouldn’t leave a scratch, so what’s the point of knives.’

The opponent was the opponent.

Against someone who would scoff at missiles that could crush even tanks, let alone knives, knives were nothing but delusion.

Anyway, he had changed the battlefield to his liking, and the turtle ship even had a floating function built in, so falling wasn’t really falling.

Shin Hyeok had no choice but to be at an advantage, but his opponent was Wushen.

Step-

“Interesting. I heard you were a famous existence in your dimension. I heard you were quite a remarkable general. That’s probably why your summon is so powerful too. But in the end, that’s also just an external object. What’s truly important is one’s own martial arts. That itself.”

Walking on air.

Wushen, who naturally conversed while smoothly strolling through empty air, was truly a being beyond the norm.

Just floating in the air was possible for any reasonably powerful being.

Especially mages could stay airborne for long periods using ‘Fly’ magic without difficulty.

But a natural-born martial artist not just staying in the air but walking around as if on the ground?

That was difficult even for martial artists who had reached the ultimate realm.

Of course, none of that applied to Wushen, and Wushen soon quietly walked through the air, approached the turtle ship, and lightly threw a punch.

No, it wasn’t even throwing.

An attack that was merely at the level of extending.

Jjeoeoeoeoeoeoeng!

And the turtle ship’s hull burst apart.

A single strike.

A miraculous situation where the turtle ship, a legendary-grade summon, was half-destroyed by a single strike thrown as lightly as breathing.

Even so, Shin Hyeok ordered bombardment without changing his expression.

“Fire!”

Kwagwagwagwagwagwang!!!

Dozens of main cannons and secondary cannons mounted on the turtle ship spat fire.

Befitting a Constellation from a nation serious about firepower, the turtle ship had become incomparably more powerful than its original history.

This was possible because it could practically be called a Constellation’s divine object or divine beast.

Any decent Platinum Player would be turned to mush by the cannonballs, and even Diamond Players couldn’t ignore the power of the attacks pouring down like rain, but Wushen just leisurely waved his hand.

“Whirlwind.”

Kwarrrrrrrrrrr-

But the result created by that was anything but ordinary.

The mystery of rotation contained in the lightly waved gesture gathered the surrounding wind and spun it.

The wind thus created wrapped around the cannonballs and returned them to the turtle ship.

“Ah, but used products can’t be returned.”

The sight of dozens of cannonballs coming back was chilling even for Shin Hyeok, but instead he threw a light joke and kicked off the turtle ship’s deck.

Thwack!

Rushing forward at a speed no less than the incoming cannonballs, I infused power into the Arcane Spear in my right hand and swung it wide.

“Wind Demon.”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

If Flash Demon is a point, then Wind Demon is a surface.

Therefore, there was no better area attack than this for dealing with cannonballs flying in a surface formation.

Proving this, cannonballs exploded one after another where the wind demon passed, coloring the surroundings with explosions and shockwaves.

But since Shin Hyeok’s goal wasn’t something like dealing with cannonballs, he immediately stepped on the air and advanced forward.

It wasn’t the noble air-walking like Wushen’s.

Just a trick created by compressing air layers and generating shields in the air.

‘As long as the result is the same, that’s all that matters.’

But the result of stepping on air itself was identical.

Shin Hyeok was always a pragmatist.

If Wushen had the feeling of ‘a scholar does not run,’ then Shin Hyeok had the feeling of ‘it’s raining, so why get wet when I can just run.’

Flying through the air like this, Shin Hyeok collided directly with Wushen.

“Flash Wind Extreme Demon.”

“Hoho!”

Kwagagagagagagak!

Flash Demon of points.

Wind Demon of surfaces.

The Choi Shin-hyeok Style of Cheonma Seonggong unfolded by combining them.

Seeing it swirl and freely roam through points and surfaces, stabbing and cutting at him, Wushen also burst into hearty laughter and began exchanging moves.

Kagang! Kaang! Kaang! Kangkangkang! Kaaaaaang!

Hand and spear.

Arm and sword.

Leg and spear.

Elbow and sword.

The fight between Wushen, who used his entire body without reserve, and Shin Hyeok, who perfectly handled the two weapons given to him.

It was more like a theatrical performance than a fight.

Someone attacks while defending, then returns it with a counterattack.

This flowed as naturally as water, and at the end of the flow, breathing that seemed choreographed was exchanged dozens, hundreds of times in an instant.

Of course-

‘It’s overwhelming. Maddeningly overwhelming. It feels like swinging sword and spear at Mount Tai. Before climbing the mountain, I thought the mountain was the highest, but now that I’ve climbed it, I’m starting to see the sky.’

For this, Shin Hyeok not only drew out his full power but scraped the bottom and squeezed his body like wringing out dried squid.

Even so, reaching the sky called Wushen was still far away.

This was even with Wushen going easy on him.

‘Let’s not be impatient. I still have a long way to go. My time is different from others.’

Shin Hyeok, who immediately suppressed his growing anxious heart, lightly slapped his own cheek.

Smack!

“…Are you mentally cornered?”

“No, rather my mind has become clear. Let’s go again.”

“Good.”

One cheek had turned red and swollen like a steamed bun, but that stinging pain instead awakened Shin Hyeok.

Like a body pushed to its limits experiencing a runner’s high and entering a second prime, with a cleared mind and lightened body, Shin Hyeok began his sparring with Wushen in earnest.

* * *

‘Physical abilities were matched by Cheok Nosa so I can somewhat keep up, but cognitive ability is impossible. Then I need to enhance my cognitive ability.’

As the real battle began, Shin Hyeok identified the differences between himself and Wushen.

Cognitive ability.

Reflex speed, reaction speed, etc.

Ultimately, ‘speed’ was the problem.

It was hard to even see and follow Wushen’s attacks, and reacting to them was even harder.

‘Speed… no, if I had even the agility stat, I wouldn’t be pushed back like this. It’s regrettable. But I’ll do what I can right now.’

Special superior stat, speed.

No, even if he had agility, which was a special stat one level below that, he could have somehow competed, but unfortunately it was a problem that couldn’t be solved right now.

Therefore, Shin Hyeok had to supplement ‘speed’ with things he could do now.

Fortunately, Shin Hyeok had such things.

“Mana Detection [C], Hypersense [D].”

Two of them at that.

Mana Detection delivered information about the surroundings that Shin Hyeok missed, and Hypersense forcibly hammered even the minute details that Mana Detection overlooked into his mind.

Based on the information obtained this way, Hypersense moved his body.

It wasn’t Shin Hyeok thinking and moving, but rather his body moving first based on information that had been hammered in beforehand.

This way, the speed difference would be roughly narrowed.

From then on, the gap between Wushen and Shin Hyeok gradually began to close.

Kwagagagagagagagak!

“Ho, you’re keeping up?”

“If I can’t even keep up with this, I should just die.”

“Good mindset. Then try dying once.”

“…Excuse me?”

Kwaaaaaaaah!

But Wushen also began shifting gears as if everything up until now had been child’s play.

It was strange.

Even though his physical abilities remained the same, the impact and momentum transmitted through his weapon to his hands changed drastically.

Eventually, when he was once again helplessly pushed back.

Wushen, who had been smiling leisurely, opened his mouth.

“Is your martial way blocked by just this much?”

“…Absolutely not.”

Even if the opponent had become a little stronger, their basic weight class was the same.

In the end, it was a matter of technique and momentum.

Most importantly—

‘The difference in energy. Cheok Nosa’s energy is similar to the mana and internal energy I know, yet completely different in nature. That must be Cheok Nosa’s unique energy.’

It was the difference in energy.

From Wushen’s energy, he felt a difference in class that surpassed the mana, sacred power, and demonic energy that Shin Hyeok possessed.

Whether he could narrow this gap or not would determine the outcome of this fight.

Of course, this wasn’t about winning.

It was about whether he could prove himself or not.

Victory or defeat wasn’t important there.

‘Spiritual power. The answer lies here.’

And Shin Hyeok already had that answer.

Spiritual power.

The spiritual power he had gained when he devoured the gazes of the Constellations during his time as the Colosseum’s Champion.

It was clear as day that this power of the Constellations would be the key.

‘But the problem is I’ve never handled it before.’

However, spiritual power was an energy that even Shin Hyeok, who had been active in Challenger Tier, had never handled before.

In the end, there was only one answer.

‘I’ll just clash with it, what else.’

Experiencing it directly, clashing with it, and getting broken by it.

‘Since when have I only done things I was good at.’

And that was what Shin Hyeok was best at.

People in this world now think Shin Hyeok is talented.

It was natural.

He had shown his abilities from the placement test, and as time passed, he continued to plant such intense impressions that his performance back then was forgotten.

But fundamentally, Shin Hyeok was a player who had been called Useless Scrub, eternal Bronze, Bronze-stuck, Sinwha’s shame, and such.

For someone like him, failure, defeat, hardship, and adversity had always been companions.

His thinking was short, and his execution was fast.

Puhwaaaaak!

159 points of spiritual power burst forth.

Of course, it was a meager amount.

159, when most of his stats exceeded 2,000 and were approaching 3,000.

It was such a meager amount that someone might scoff at it, but—

“…Ho, spiritual power?”

For the first time, Wushen showed interest and released his arms that had been placed behind his back at his waist.

Since this was Wushen’s will to fight properly from now on, Shin Hyeok was certain his choice had been correct.

The spiritual power rippling with purple light exuded an air of mystique.

“It’s different.”

“Spiritual power is a force that originates from the soul. How could the souls of all beings in the world be the same?”

“That’s true. I’ve been enlightened.”

“Yes, but… befitting a dimension where even the Integrated League hasn’t opened, your spiritual power is weak. What could you possibly do with that?”

It was the complete opposite of the blue and clear energy that Wushen had been showing.

But after hearing Wushen’s words, Shin Hyeok realized his thinking had been narrow-minded and nodded his head to express his gratitude.

Of course, Wushen threw a sharp dagger along with a faint smile.

It was certainly true.

159 points of spiritual power was weak.

The power pulsating within it was enough to make even Shin Hyeok’s face harden, but if the amount was meager, it was all for nothing.

However, Shin Hyeok had a method.

“I promised I would show you everything I have.”

“You did.”

“From now on, you will see everything I possess. Ilwon.”

“…Hmm!”

Puhwaaaaaaak!!!

Ilwon.

A trait unique only to Shin Hyeok, created with a Legendary-grade Trait Creation Ticket.

The moment it activated.

Mana, demonic energy, sacred power, spiritual power.

All the energies Shin Hyeok possessed merged into one.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————