Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 8

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 8】

Chapter 8: Bloodline is Peculiar (2)

“Hah, now that’s manly. Shall we head downstairs?”
The man grinned and took the lead. The Branch Family bloodkin who had come with him tried to stop him.
“Hey, are you insane? What are you doing?”
“How will you take responsibility if you cross a Pure Bloodline member!”
But the man ignored his peers and walked out of the Training Hall.
Kwon Han-ul observed the man’s movements carefully.
‘The other Branch Family bloodkin are shocked. That means his action was impulsive.’
Someone had definitely instigated this. Kwon Han-ul was certain of it.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you coming?”
Kwon Han-ul followed the man downstairs.
Directly below the Training Hall was the Sparring Arena.
True to its use by the Heukcheon bloodkin, it was as spacious as a soccer field and appeared solidly constructed.
“By the way, my name is Kwon Woo-jin.”
The moment they arrived at the Sparring Arena, the man introduced himself.
“A great Pure Bloodline member wouldn’t need courtesies like letting the opponent go first, right?”
“If I accepted such treatment from a mixed blood, I’d be utterly disgraced.”
Kwon Woo-jin’s face twisted into a sneer.
“Is that so? Then there’s no need to hold back.”
The man clenched his fists and took his stance—one of the Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Martial Arts forms.
Kwon Han-ul also took his stance. Compared to Kwon Woo-jin, it looked somewhat clumsy.
Perhaps finding it amusing, Kwon Woo-jin’s lips curled into a smirk.
“Shall we begin?”
The battle commenced.
Kwon Woo-jin lunged forward first.

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In the center of the Sparring Arena, Kwon Woo-jin and Kwon Han-ul’s battle was in full swing.
“Good heavens….”
“How is this even possible….”
The Branch Family bloodline members watching the spectacle all gasped in astonishment.
“This is absolutely insane….”
“Even seeing it with my own eyes, I can hardly believe it….”
Their eyes were fixed solely on the two fighters. The scene unfolding before them was that extraordinary.
“How can someone fight so poorly?”
The battle was one-sided.
Whenever Kwon Woo-jin attacked, Kwon Han-ul desperately defended or evaded.
Even that proved imperfect, his body swaying and staggering with each exchange. It was like watching a small boat being swept away by waves.
“Why are you being so pathetic! You’re a pure bloodline! Shouldn’t you show me something?”
Kwon Woo-jin pressed forward, his voice dripping with contempt and mockery.
The smile plastered across his face revealed his elation—he was having the time of his life.
‘Fool. To fall for such a simple provocation and accept a sparring match.’
If not for the ongoing battle, he would have clutched his sides and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
‘This is why people who’ve lived outside are so ignorant. Even as a Branch Family member, how dare he challenge me with nothing but D-rank stats?’
Kwon Woo-jin knew everything about Kwon Han-ul.
That he had been living as a third-rate hunter until now. That all his stats were nothing but D-rank. And finally, that today he had obtained a secret technique from Yong Hyun Moo Go and awakened his Black Dragon Blood for the first time.
This wasn’t information Kwon Woo-jin had investigated himself. It was knowledge provided by the ‘person’ who had commissioned him for this task.
‘If I just crush this bastard, I can join the Pure Bloodline Faction!’
That person had spoken clearly.
If he thoroughly destroyed Kwon Han-ul so he could never rise again, they would accept him into their faction.
They even added reassurance that they would handle any consequences, so he need not worry.
‘Where in this world could there be such an easy opportunity?’
There was one more reason this task pleased him.
‘And when else would I get the chance to crush a superior bloodline like this!’
Yong Hyun Moo Go imparts different secret techniques depending on a person’s aptitude.
Naturally, those who master more techniques become stronger.
Yet the Kwon Family still divides ranks according to bloodline. What could be the reason?
Impure, Inferior, Pure.
The power of the dragon obtained through Black Dragon Blood grows stronger the higher its purity.
And that gap is absolute. No amount of human talent could ever bridge such a difference.
‘But even that has its limits.’
Kwon Han-ul’s stats were all D-rank. Kwon Woo-jin, by contrast, was B-rank.
Moreover, he had mastered secret techniques at an advanced level and had pushed his Black Dragon Blood awakening to thirty percent.
At this point, the battle between Kwon Han-ul and Kwon Woo-jin was no different from a child fighting a beast.
No—it was worse than that.
“What’s with these pathetic punches! Hit me with some real force!”
Even when struck, he felt no pain.
I didn’t even brace myself, yet no impact reached my body.
The gap in our abilities had manifested physically.
“Listen, if you’re going to throw a punch, you do it like this!”
Kwon Woo-jin clenched his fist. Fierce magical power converged into his knuckles.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Martial Arts – Introductory Form
Forceful Strike Iron Resonance Hammer
His fist tore through the air and came flying at me. I crossed both arms to block the punch.
Like a baseball struck by a bat, I was sent flying backward.
“Ha, that landed properly.”
Kwon Woo-jin wore a satisfied smile. He felt it connect. Those two arms should be shattered to pieces by now.
Or so he thought, when Kwon Han-ul casually brushed off both his arms.
They were completely intact.
‘…How?’
That attack just now was no half-measure. I’d poured everything into it, struck with all my strength.
So how did he endure it?
‘Ugh?’
Suddenly, pain bloomed across my body. Precisely where Kwon Han-ul had struck me.
‘…What is this?’
Given the gap between us, this shouldn’t have been possible.
But why? What on earth is happening?
“From what I hear, the bloodline of the Kwon Family are all supposed to be monstrous creatures.”
Kwon Han-ul suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a faint sneer.
“Seems like rumors can’t be trusted after all. Wouldn’t you say?”
Kwon Woo-jin’s expression twisted violently. Rage began to boil within him.
Black smoke began to rise from Kwon Woo-jin’s entire body.
Magical power.
The reason Hunters could stand against Monsters.
The force that elevated mere humans to transcendent beings.
“Come at me straight, you bastard. I’ll rip your spine out.”

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Kwon Woo-jin soared high into the air and descended toward the ground below.
The moment he landed, the floor trembled violently. The shockwave sent Kwon Han-ul stumbling, his balance shattered.
Seizing the opening, Kwon Woo-jin rushed forward.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Martial Art – Introductory Form
Crushing Strike Style – Iron Ringing Hammer
A fist infused with mana came crashing down, intent on pulverizing Kwon Han-ul’s skull. He crossed both arms defensively.
Mystic Dragon Ascension Heaven Art – Introductory Form
Deflection Style – Ginger Wrist Guard
Both Kwon Woo-jin and Kwon Han-ul had employed the same technique as moments before. Yet the outcome differed entirely.
The Iron Ringing Hammer shattered through the Ginger Wrist Guard, penetrating through. Kwon Woo-jin felt as though his internal organs were being struck directly.
“Cough.”
Blood mixed with his cough. Witnessing this, Kwon Woo-jin became even more ferocious.
“Hurting from just one blow? Our esteemed Pure Bloodline shouldn’t be like that!”
Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Martial Art – Introductory Form
Crushing Strike Style – Bone Plummeting Kick
His shin drove deep into Kwon Han-ul’s ribs.
Just before impact, he twisted his body desperately. His clothes tore, and his skin split open.
“Stop scurrying around like a rat and do something! Huh? You’re supposed to be this esteemed Pure Bloodline!”
Kwon Woo-jin’s barrage of strikes poured down relentlessly. With each blow, the ground cratered and the building shook.
Kwon Han-ul silently defended against Kwon Woo-jin’s onslaught.
Though “defending” hardly captured the reality—every contact between limbs crushed his muscles and made his bones scream.
It hurt.
It was exhausting.
Most of all, it was terrifying.
I, who couldn’t even hunt a single orc properly, was now fighting a monster beyond all comparison.
Yet I couldn’t flee in fear. I couldn’t complain either.
This was entirely my own decision, after all.
‘Why did I suggest fighting?’
The question haunted me throughout the battle.
The gap was undeniable to anyone watching. Stats, technique proficiency, combat experience.
In every aspect, I was beneath Kwon Woo-jin.
‘Then why did I want to fight?’
The usual me would never have imagined such a thing. I was a third-rate hunter. And for a third-rate hunter to survive, gauging one’s opponent was paramount.
‘But why, exactly?’
Had I simply fallen for provocation? No. That wasn’t it.
Rage had been the spark, true. But when I accepted the sparring match, I hadn’t lost my reason to anger.
Beneath it all lay confidence.
Yes, confidence.
I didn’t understand it myself, but I was certain. That I could defeat a mere Branch Family bloodline like this.
【Synchronization Rate 3% → 5%】
The moment the message appeared, Kwon Han-ul felt his inner self transform.
The exhilaration of combat subsided. Fear and dread evaporated into the distance.
【Synchronization Rate 5% → 7%】
Kwon Woo-jin’s movements, which had seemed impossibly fast, began to slow within my perception.
It wasn’t just his movements. The timing of Kwon Woo-jin’s breathing, the habits before each attack—
I could read it all now.
【Synchronization Rate 7% → 9%】
And the moment I reached 9%, the blood throughout my body began to surge.
It felt as though I harbored an active volcano on the verge of eruption within me. I wanted nothing more than to burst forward and crush Kwon Woo-jin’s skull beneath my heel.
But I suppressed that desire.
Not yet.
The tide of battle had not yet turned.
“Tch! You just keep blocking, don’t you!”
Kwon Woo-jin’s stance shifted. The flow of his energy transformed.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Technique Basic Form
Overwhelming Strike Style—Mountain Shattering Palm
Not a fist, but an open palm.
A palm strike laden with sinister energy crashed against my torso.
I didn’t evade. I met it head-on with my own palm.
“Fool!”
A satisfied smile crossed Kwon Woo-jin’s lips. The Overwhelming Strike Style—Mountain Shattering Palm wasn’t a technique meant to shatter objects, but to obliterate them from within.
By meeting it head-on instead of dodging, Kwon Han-ul’s hand should have been annihilated without a trace.
But that was the moment—
I seized Kwon Woo-jin’s hand and twisted it.
Black Dragon Ascending Heaven Technique Basic Form
Willow Strike Style—Soul Severance
All strength drained from his body. Kwon Woo-jin collapsed to his knees, utterly powerless.
“Wh—what?!”
He tried to rise quickly. But it was already too late.
Black Dragon Ascending Heaven Technique Foundational Form
Continuous Strike Style—Chaotic Barrage
My relentless barrage of strikes began to pour forth.
I targeted every vital point on his body using every limb at my disposal.
“Gack! Ugh!”
With each blow that landed, Kwon Woo-jin cried out in agony.
Unlike moments before, each of my punches carried tremendous weight.
“Why—why does it hurt so much, ah, it hurts!”
It couldn’t be helped. The Kwon Han-ul of this moment was no longer the same as before.
【’Healthy Blood’ has detected intense movement!】
【You are within the influence of the ‘Wish-Fulfilling Stone’. Its effects are amplified!】
【Strength, Stamina, and Agility each increase by 0.5.】
Throughout my sparring match with Kwon Woo-jin, my stats continued to climb steadily.
As a result, I had reached a level where I could inflict meaningful damage even against Grade B abilities.
“Ugh, ahhhhh!”
Kwon Woo-jin finally let out a desperate cry. He had no more will to fight. He could only pray for it to end quickly.
My assault suddenly stopped.
He slowly lifted his head, wondering if it was over. Then, a long shadow fell across Kwon Woo-jin’s face.
I stood with one leg raised high.
“Wait, just a moment!”
Mystical Dragon Ascension Technique – Introductory Form
Overwhelming Strike – Bamboo Breaker
My heel, descending in a straight line, crashed down upon Kwon Woo-jin’s crown.

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“The Chairman is quite mischievous as well.”
Joo Ha-yeon spoke as she walked down the corridor of the Sparring Arena. The Chairman grumbled through the smartphone.
“You say Kwon Han-ul is being presumptuous? But this is the first gift, is it not? Then perhaps something more modest…”
The Chairman shouted. Joo Ha-yeon held the phone at arm’s length for a moment.
“Yes, it is a reward, not a gift. I understand, so there is no need to emphasize it repeatedly.”
Just as she was about to board the elevator, something caught her senses.
Kwon Han-ul’s magical power was blazing like fire. In Joo Ha-yeon’s experience, there was only one explanation for this.
Combat.
A life-or-death struggle, no less.
“…Chairman, I will contact you again.”
Joo Ha-yeon ran toward the stairs instead of the elevator. She bounded up to the Sparring Arena in one breath.
“Kwon Han-ul!”
She cried out urgently as she threw open the door. In that moment, Joo Ha-yeon witnessed it.
My heel crashing down upon my kinsman’s crown.
From the impact, blood burst from his eyes. My kinsman collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Joo Ha-yeon stood frozen with a blank expression for a long moment. Then she took out her smartphone again.
“…Chairman? It seems you will need to provide additional compensation.”

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