Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 243

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Chapter 243
“What in the…”
Clang! Crash. Screech!
“Just what exactly are you?!”
Rage. Bewilderment. Hatred. Confusion.
Dong Cheon-gun found himself retreating without realizing it, drowning in the quagmire of emotions.
The man standing before Dong Cheon-gun took a step forward toward him.
Thud—
The fan he held in his hand fluttered open, swaying gently.
From the surface of that fan, qi flowed like mist, dyeing the surroundings with its presence.
It resembled the sword qi ocean that Cheonwoo had displayed on the Yongbong Assembly stage, yet it was far more terrifying and vicious.
Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoooosh.
Ganggi mist.
Yes. It was a mist composed of ganggi.
An absolute force possessing such crushing power that it could pulverize everything it touched into dust.
It is known that masters who have reached Hwagyeong can wield ganggi, and that it cannot be resisted unless one possesses ganggi of equal strength.
However, there is one thing the common people do not understand in detail.
Ganggi itself is merely the threshold leading to Shimmu.
Ganggi, which is pure destructive force, refers to qi that has been compressed with tremendous power.
Then what is necessary to compress qi?
It is Shimmu.
Those who have barely entered the threshold of Hwagyeong barely comprehend the realm of Shimmu and create ganggi.
With the ganggi thus obtained, one’s martial prowess rises and enlightenment is achieved, allowing one to use new martial techniques.
Those too cannot be wielded without enlightenment of Shimmu.
“Why are you like this? Where did that confidence from before go?”
“Aaaaah! Die!”
Hundreds of wind bullet ganggi erupted from Dong Cheon-gun’s entire body.
Each one moved as swiftly as wind, with freely changing directions, a profound technique that would shred the opponent into meat from all sides.
Yet Jegalling’s fan, moving softly, controlled the ganggi mist wavering around him.
In an instant, hundreds of wind bullet ganggi were all blocked, and with that, the ganggi mist that moved subtly cleanly severed Dong Cheon-gun’s right heel.
Slice.
A cool sensation and a burning sensation struck Dong Cheon-gun simultaneously.
Yet Dong Cheon-gun endured the pain and soared into the air, flipping his body in mid-flight.
He unleashed countless wind bullet ganggi once more.
Whoooosh—!
Yet remarkably, all of it was blocked by Jegalling’s ganggi mist.
How is this even possible?
Is this bastard predicting all my attacks?
Or does he possess such keen senses that he can block all my ganggi in a single instant?
“Curse you!”
Crackle!
He brought both hands together, pouring all his strength into the technique.
Qi wrapped around his entire body, transforming into a small vortex.
“Try blocking this!”
Wind Howl Demon God Technique, Profound Technique – Demon God Wind Dragon.
He became a dragon.
In that form, his entire body flew toward Jegalling.
“So that’s a malicious technique.”
The qi sea controlled by Jegalling engulfed Dong Cheon-gun, who wielded the Demon God Wind Dragon.
And it began rotating in the opposite direction.
Qi clashed against qi, and that collision erupted instantly.
Crackle!
The uncontrolled qi exploded with tremendous force.
“Aaaahhh!”
Naturally, Dong Cheon-gun at the center of that explosion could not escape unscathed.
One arm was severed, and both legs twisted grotesquely.
Crack—
It was difficult to find a single intact bone in his body. His entire frame had become a punctured sack gushing blood.
The moment Dong Cheon-gun realized his condition, he coughed up blood violently.
“You… how… did you… counter my attack….”
“Did you not know who you were facing?”
Jegalling walked slowly toward his neutralized opponent.
Click.
The spread fan folded back into one.
“A little time is all I need to predict what a fool like you would do. I simply dismantled all your techniques.”
Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, Profound Technique – Martial Intent Foresight.
A realm so rare that few have reached it even in the illustrious history of the Jegalling clan.
The maximization of Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong’s capabilities, reaching the profound technique.
Instantly perceiving the opponent’s martial arts and foreseeing their future actions—the profound technique of Martial Intent Foresight!
Martial combat bears similarities to a numbers game.
Martial arts themselves possess specific attack paths and trajectories.
If you know in advance how your opponent will move, you can naturally defeat them.
This is precisely why the Gangho is so sensitive to the leakage of martial arts countermeasures.
Therefore, to defeat Jegalling, absolutely necessary conditions exist.
One must be at least twice as fast, and possess twice or more internal energy.
But how many such beings exist in the Gangho?
Even with foresight, if one cannot launch attacks that cannot be evaded or blocked, one can never defeat Jegalling!
Such was the power of Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong’s profound technique, Martial Intent Foresight.
“Impossible… this….”
Jegalling’s fan began to glow, infused with qi.
“For daring to lay a hand on my disciple. Pay the price with your life.”
Crash!
My force struck the ground.
Jegalling’s cool forehead creased slightly.
There was no corpse—Dong Cheon-gun had vanished, leaving only a gaping hole in the floor.
Someone from the Hyeolseonggyo must have retrieved him.
“They escaped through the earth cave they used to enter the Alliance. I should have brought Yoo Ho with me…”
Well, it hardly mattered in the end.
With his meridians already twisted and severed, he wouldn’t survive the year.
All that awaited Dong Cheon-gun was unbearable agony each day, until he could only pray for someone to sever his neck.
Won Cheon-gun would be handled by Changwang and the warriors following him, so they’d take care of it.
Jegalling lifted his head with an irritated expression.
“First, then…”
And with that, he kicked off the ground and soared into the sky.
What happened to the struggling Martial Arts Alliance Leader was none of my concern.
So without the slightest hesitation, I burst from the Alliance toward my disciple.
“It was wise to plant the thousand-li scent…”
I became the wind itself.
* * *
Before Jegalling defeated Dong Cheon-gun.
A four-against-one battle was unfolding.
Normally, there would be no crisis—at most, the question would be whether to capture or slaughter the opponent.
But when the opponent was Hwagyeong, and a warrior who had touched the very edge of that realm, the situation reversed entirely.
No matter how many chicks gather, they cannot kill a lion.
Hisss, hisss, hisss—
Sasa Blood Poison Technique was, as its name suggested, a martial art that wielded poison.
A supreme technique worthy of classification among divine techniques and forbidden arts.
Exposure to this Sasa Blood Poison Technique was no different from being poisoned by the most virulent toxins.
Now, as Yo Cheon-gun truly exerted his power, the trees within a zhang of him began to dissolve into poison in an instant.
Upon the high pavilion roof.
Where Yo Cheon-gun stood was saturated with poisonous miasma.
From all directions, poison serpents lunged forth alongside mist.
These were no ordinary snakes.
The assault of near-spirit-beast serpents continued relentlessly.
I, Yeo Ha-ryun, Sama Hyeon, and Cheonwoo each used our martial techniques to slay these near-spirit-beast serpents swarming around us, blocking the gaps and repelling Yo Cheon-gun’s attacks.
‘This is endless.’
Overwhelming odds, as they say.
Even Hwang-gu, fighting alongside us, began to show signs of exhaustion.
“The games end here. Now dissolve in the poison, why don’t you?”
Yo Cheon-gun’s body became obscured by the poisonous mist created by the Sasa Blood Poison Technique, and that aura expanded ever wider, encroaching on the surroundings and spreading like a plate.
The organic matter dissolved completely in the toxic fumes, releasing acrid poison smoke into the air.
I immediately signaled the others.
[That’s the poison I mentioned earlier! Scatter and attack from a distance! First, keep that snake in front of us in check!]
Slash! Slash! Screech!
I cut down the snakes attacking from all directions with my Icebound Blade while using sound transmission to issue commands.
Four fledglings facing a lion.
The reason none of these fledglings suffered serious injuries was thanks to my guidance.
I continuously transmitted strategies against Yo Cheon-gun through sound transmission.
All four moved according to my instructions.
Crash!
Four different martial techniques simultaneously shattered dozens of snakes.
Severed heads spewed venom as they flew, but none of us took damage.
[Now!]
Following my command, we retreated simultaneously.
The toxic fumes of the Four Corpse Blood Poison Technique swirled and covered where we had been standing.
Crackle—
My retinas blazed with blue light, shining with crystalline clarity.
The Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, summoned to its extreme, awakened all five senses, dividing seconds into moments, and moments into instants.
Accelerated thought made time feel infinitely slow.
I analyzed the situation and drew out foresight.
I could predict how Yo Cheon-gun would move by calculating the subtle fluctuations in the poison smoke.
‘As expected, he’s targeting Yeo Ha-ryun first.’
Poison smoke was still air, so it could only move with the flow of air. That flow ultimately wavered according to the caster’s movements.
Yet predicting the next action from those fluctuations was a realm no one else would consider.
Still, the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong produced conclusions infinitely close to true foresight, pushing the caster to unfathomable heights.
However.
If one cannot block what one sees, then it cannot be called foresight.
I immediately raised my Icebound Blade high and infused it with energy.
Whoosh—
Sword energy made of pure ice began to flare like flames, undulating.
It transformed into strong energy and simultaneously into the Heart Void Absolute Technique.
The time consumed up to this point was merely the blink of an eye.
Taeul Danseonggeom.
Heart Void—Heaven and Earth Severance!
A sword strike that severs heaven and earth extends outward.
At the same moment, Yo Cheon-gun bursts from the poison smoke like a serpent and leaps toward Yeo Ha-ryun!
‘Perfect!’
Is this how a stock ant feels when their prediction comes true?
It was slightly different from the pleasure ordinary Gangho warriors felt clashing martial techniques, but I too felt a peculiar exhilaration.
A predictive attack using the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong!
I anticipate the opponent’s movement first, and the Taeul Danseonggeom strikes directly toward their path of escape!

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