I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 180

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Chapter 180
180: It Seems I’ve Become Quite Famous, Haven’t I? (3)
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Dohyun didn’t know it, but Jang Minhoo—commonly referred to as Jang Minhoo of the Ilseong Guild—was a renowned figure whose name had spread even beyond the Ilseong Guild to other organizations.
The reason for his fame was straightforward. Part of it stemmed from being a Hunter with keen senses whom the Ilseong Guild had properly nurtured, but what made him truly famous was his skill. Though he earned criticism for his usually dull and incomprehensible behavior, the very reason he maintained his position within the Ilseong Guild was that exceptional ability.
Yet here was this celebrated figure suddenly sparring in the Public Sparring Room, and people began gathering one by one, sensing an opportunity they couldn’t afford to miss.
After all, it wasn’t every day one could witness the full strength of the Ilseong Guild.
Since Jang Minhoo was primarily known through the Guild, most of those gathered were Guild-affiliated Hunters, though quite a few Association-affiliated Hunters were visible as well. Some staff members from notably prestigious Guilds had rushed over upon receiving urgent calls, and several scouts were present too.
Among this diverse crowd, one commonality emerged.
“Who exactly is the person sparring against Jang Minhoo?”
“He’s matching Jang Minhoo evenly in combat?”
“Wasn’t he supposed to be the strongest in his tier?”
“Hmm, judging by the movements alone, that’s definitely Jang Minhoo… but who is his opponent? I’ve never seen him before.”
Without exception, everyone was curious about Dohyun’s identity. While most here knew Jang Minhoo, no one recognized Dohyun.
Particularly, if Jang Minhoo had been winning comfortably, it might have been different, but the fact that he was sparring evenly with someone matching the Jang Minhoo they knew sparked intense curiosity.
However, neither Dohyun nor Jang Minhoo, who faced him, had any concern for the gathering crowd. One moment of lost concentration in this exchange could prove fatal for either of them.
[Analyzing the Footwork—「Moonless Step [A]」.]
[Analyzing 「Jang Minhoo’s」 attack trajectory.]
As Jang Minhoo’s attack path became visible, I could see him thrusting his dagger in perfect alignment with that trajectory.
I watched the dagger aimed at my heart and lightly deflected it with my own blade.
But Jang Minhoo swiftly transitioned his rebounding dagger and arm. As his right hand was knocked back, he reversed his grip on the dagger in his left hand and swung it toward my throat, only for my right arm to whip out like a lash, striking his left hand and reversed dagger away.
Clang—!
A sharp metallic resonance rang out as Jang Minhoo’s left arm and dagger rebounded once more. But this time, he rotated the dagger in his rebounding right hand within his palm, dispersing the impact, then drove the reversed dagger downward toward me.
As the keen blade descended without even the sound of cutting air, I immediately stepped back with my feet and swung my left arm again to deflect the dagger.
Clang—————!
The dagger’s vibration rang out longer and with greater force than before. But I didn’t stop there—shifting my weight to my back foot using my legs, I launched forward with my opposite knee, driving it toward Jang Minhoo’s abdomen.
Whoosh!
Just as my knee strike shot forward with sharp precision toward Jang Minhoo, he had already launched his counterattack—the dagger in his left hand, not the rebounding right, spun from his grip and was hurled with precision directly into my line of sight.
Simultaneously, he pushed off the ground to evade the knee strike heading toward his abdomen, and threw his right dagger with even greater force than the one obscuring my vision.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At first glance, it sounded like only one dagger had been thrown, but the first one advanced while blocking my vision, and the moment I deflected it, the follow-up dagger flew toward me—allowing me to smile slightly.
This was the martial art of Janwol Pagong.
Janwol Pagong (殘月破空) Second Form: Illusory and Substantial Dual Shadows (虛實雙影)
A technique that attacks with daggers so cunningly that one cannot distinguish the real from the false. It merely appears like a throwing technique, but it is far more than that. The qi unique to Janwol Pagong, subtly blending the essence of moonlight and shadow, makes one attack obscure while the other shines with genuine light.
The light is the false; the shadow is the true.
In that instant, I lightly stepped into the First Form of Cheongmyeongjichang—the most fundamental footwork of the entire technique.
Cheongmyeongjichang First Form: Cheongmyeong Step (靑明步)
As Jang Minhoo retreated using the Moonless Step, the moment I stepped into the Cheongmyeong Step, his eyes widened and he could only watch.
Azure qi enveloped my body as I evaded both the dagger that first obscured my vision and the one that followed, moving in sinuous curves like a serpent.
Two daggers sliced through the midair and were hurled forward, while Dohyun rushed toward Jang Minhoo with ghostlike speed.
With both hands now empty, Jang Minhoo quickly drew a fresh dagger from his waist, but the gap created during that draw meant the initiative—which had belonged to Jang Minhoo moments before—now shifted entirely into my hands.
“What in the…”
“I’ve never seen footwork like that before???”
“Which Guild does he belong to?”
“Judging by his martial arts, is he from a Large Guild?”
“Has anyone heard of a rising talent recently?”
“Jang Minhoo actually lost the offensive advantage.”
Everyone spoke in such terms, yet no one offered any concrete information, and no one could answer. After all, no one knew who I was.
Having closed the distance and seized the opening, I moved my daggers.
The first technique to test would be the First Form.
Janwol Pagong First Form—Janwol Kyoa
As moonlit radiance and shadow-dark energy swirled across the pair of daggers, manifesting simultaneously on each blade, Jang Minhoo’s pupils trembled in alarm. There was no way he could fail to recognize the technique I was employing.
But the technique had already been unleashed, and with Jang Minhoo still roughly five meters away, Janwol Kyoa shot forth.
Shwaaaaaaack—!
An X-shaped sword aura cut sharply through the air and flew toward Jang Minhoo, who swiftly drew upon his energy to block the intersecting strike.
Kwaaaaaaa.
A long, resonant sound of rupturing air echoed out, and Jang Minhoo was pushed back far beyond where he’d intended to retreat, but there was no time to pause.
Tracing a blue arc through the midair, I appeared before him, having completely closed the distance until I stood mere inches from Jang Minhoo’s face. In that moment, he discovered something he couldn’t believe.
My daggers scattered like a night sky dimmed by fading moonlight and shadow, and Jang Minhoo’s pupils quivered.
The basic thrust form—the very technique Jang Minhoo had used just moments before—was now unfolding in my hands.
Janwol Pagong Second Form—Huesilsang-young
What came flying first was a dagger wrapped in energy as subtle as moonlight. Jang Minhoo tried to locate the shadowed dagger that should follow, but seeing nothing, he quickly struck at the dagger carrying the moonlit energy.
Or rather, he tried to strike it down.
Whoosh.
He attempted to knock away my dagger with the blade he’d caught, but my dagger scattered a faint luminescence and vanished into the midair.
An afterimage.
Realizing this, Jang Minhoo belatedly awakened his sense of truth and illusion, and seeing the shadowed dagger fly in from the side with subtle, concealed intent, he hurriedly lowered his head to evade.
But the instant his head dropped, my knee appeared before his eyes, and that knee struck his face.
Crack—!!!
I hadn’t thrown my full force into the knee strike, but since this was a sparring match between Hunters, a tremendous sound naturally erupted. Jang Minhoo’s head snapped back as his body swayed and was driven backward.
Watching Jang Minhoo, I caught the dagger he’d evaded in midair and rushed toward him again.
The offensive advantage remained mine. Jang Minhoo, his vision swimming, quickly steadied his grip on his daggers. Both of us held our blades in reverse grip, and with fluid movement, he regained his footing and faced my charge.
Then my hands moved in a blur, leaving afterimages in all directions as they came at him, and Jang Minhoo remained unflustered this time.
‘Don’t think.’
I mustn’t dwell on how I could execute this martial art. Right now, all that mattered was blocking the attacks.
As Jang Minhoo’s thoughts shifted, his eyes changed, and mine changed as well.
If my opponent was becoming serious, then I should match that seriousness.
I fully utilized the afterimages created by subtle moonlight and shadow, swinging both arms with rapid precision.
My arms whipped like flails, creating the illusion that my limbs had actually grown longer, and Jang Minhoo, seeing dozens upon dozens of my arms including the afterimages, countered by employing the same technique I was using, striking them all down.
Janwol Pagong (殘月破空) Third Form: Lunar Eclipse Fracture (月蝕斷層)
The daggers, fed by moonlight and wielded in a blur, trembled with such confusion that one could not discern which was real, hurtling toward one another. As blade met blade, sparks erupted through the midair like flowers blooming, scattering brilliant fragments of light.
Clang!
Clang-clang-clang-clang!
Shwiiiiiiiiiiiiing―――!!!
Sword strikes cascaded between them in such rapid succession that counting them became impossible.
Witnessing this, the spectators could only gape in awe.

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