I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 186

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Chapter 186
186: Please… Stop… (3)
‘When exactly…?’
To cast magic, one typically needed to chant an incantation or draw a magic circle. Yet watching Hanalin conjure a blue energy wave without any of those preliminary signs, Kim Changmin could only gasp in astonishment.
It shattered everything he understood about magic.
But there was no time for such thoughts now.
If Kim Changmin turned his shield to block the falling Jiyuchan, he’d leave himself exposed to the blue energy wave. If he stood his ground, he’d be swept away. His choice was to activate his body-hardening technique and endure the magic head-on.
BOOM―――!!!
CRACK―――
WHOOOOSH―――!!!
SWAAASH―――
The golden falcon-like sword strike descending from the sky was powerful enough to make the surrounding air vibrate, and its weight was so immense that even his shield-bearing hand rang out with a cracking sound. Yet before Kim Changmin could even register the impact on both hands, the blue energy wave from the side blasted him backward like a detonating bomb.
Kim Changmin tried to hold his ground with both feet, but the force was so strong that steam rose from the ground beneath him.
“Ugh.”
The sheer power of the energy wave was so considerable that without his body-protection technique, it would have left him severely wounded.
‘Insane.’
In that moment, seeing Dohyun suspended in midair, barely avoiding the magic, Kim Changmin couldn’t help but be shocked.
The flame bird’s magic, which had emitted heat so intense that even Kim Changmin found it difficult to endure, split into two halves and exploded in midair. Dohyun charged straight at the Mage.
Kim Changmin tried to move to stop him, but a golden sword strike flew at him, binding his legs in place.
CRASH―――!!!
He raised his shield and blocked the sword strike in an instant, the sound of metal scraping filling the air. Feeling the tremendous force contained in the golden strike, Kim Changmin turned his head and saw Jiyuchan rushing at him, performing a circular sword dance.
(Golden Sword Technique 2: Wheel Dance)
Jiyuchan’s sword dance was too fierce to break through and rescue his ally, yet leaving it unchecked meant his comrade would fall. Kim Changmin activated Thousand-Weight Anchor, using the sudden heaviness to explosively push off the ground with force, then immediately deactivated it.
By drawing out explosive power from the increased weight, pushing off the ground, and then lowering his weight, he achieved a speed that his normal form could never display, allowing him to escape that spot.
WHOOSH―――!
Kim Changmin cut through the air as he charged forward. His massive frame created a powerful vortex, and he barely reached the spot in front of Dohyun, who was rushing to attack the Mage.
Upon arrival, Kim Changmin hastily extended his shield, but sensing the Janwol energy flowing through the twin daggers in Dohyun’s grip, his eyes trembled. As a member of the same party as Jang Minhoo, Kim Changmin knew this technique well.
The most penetrating and destructive technique among all Janwol Pagong martial arts.
(Janwol Pagong Technique 6: Piercing Sky Projection)
As the Janwol energy descended upon the shield with the intent to pierce through all things, an impact as devastating as a missile strike spread across Kim Changmin’s shield.
BOOM―――!!
WHOOOOSH―――
CRASH――――!!
“Cough!”
Slammed against the wall along with his shield by Dohyun’s technique, Kim Changmin stared at Dohyun with trembling eyes. Left behind against the wall, Dohyun’s twin blades swung toward the Mage.
The Mage’s magic circle finally completed and flew at Dohyun, but Dohyun left a blue afterimage and vanished from that spot.
(Cheongmyeong Jichang Technique 1: Cheongmyeong Step)
As blue light shimmered and lingered like an afterimage, letting the magic drift into empty space, Dohyun appeared softly behind the Mage like the moon rising on a cloudy night, and swung his twin daggers.
Tap.
With a light swing, the flat of the dagger struck the Mage’s neck, and he instantly lost consciousness, rolling across the ground. Seeing the Mage fall, the Archer nocked an arrow, but the bowstring was cut by Jiyuchan, who appeared alongside a golden sword strike, and the blade stopped just before the Archer’s throat.
Just as Kim Changmin moved to counterattack, a cold voice rang out from a distance.
“That’s enough.”
“….”
Kim Changmin turned his head at those words and saw Hanalin, who had completed her magic at some point, aiming a shimmering spell at him from her staff. The situation was no different from having a gun barrel pointed directly at him, so Kim Changmin had no choice but to raise both hands in surrender.
“…I concede.”
At those reluctant words, Dohyun, Hanalin, and Jiyuchan lowered their magic and weapons, leaving Kim Changmin to swallow hard.
He hadn’t been careless, knowing they were comparable to Jang Minhoo, yet his entire party had been annihilated without even lasting three minutes. Even without their Party Leader Jang Minhoo, the result was unbelievable—Kim Changmin’s strength drained away as he collapsed onto the Ground with a hollow expression.
Even if he had simply lost, he wouldn’t have felt such shock, but being overwhelmingly defeated hit far harder than expected.
When the Mage regained consciousness and stood up, they recognized their defeat but stared blankly into the Midair in disbelief.
‘Is this a wall?’
He had never felt such a barrier even from Jang Minhoo, and despite witnessing it with his own eyes and experiencing it firsthand, he couldn’t believe it.
He had never imagined that he—or rather, his Party—would lose to someone of the same C-rank, let alone fail to last even three minutes. The shock was overwhelming.
“Sigh.”
As Kim Changmin exhaled with such despair, the Archer and Mage wore similarly vacant expressions of futility. But Dohyun couldn’t leave them in such a state and spoke up.
“Thank you for your effort.”
“…Ah, thank you.”
“Ah, thank you for your hard work.”
“…Thank you.”
Yet even at Dohyun’s words, Kim Changmin and the other two still seemed hollow, and Dohyun observed them quietly before speaking.
“You all performed well, but your decision-making was a bit slow.”
At Dohyun’s sudden remark, the light returned to the three’s eyes. Feedback from someone superior to them was extraordinarily rare to receive.
As the three leaned in to listen, Kim Changmin was the first to ask a question.
“Decision-making?”
“Yes, in your case, you hesitated for a moment deciding whether to block Jiyuchan’s sword strike or Narin’s magic.”
“Ah, yes, I did.”
“That hesitation itself creates an opening, forcing you into a choice where you can only block one—meaning one will definitely hit. If you had decided to block both, you could have used a different technique or deflected Jiyuchan’s strike with your shield while redirecting Narin’s magic toward Jiyuchan’s position.”
“Ah!”
Kim Changmin was startled by Dohyun’s feedback. But this wasn’t the end.
“And Mage, your fire phoenix had good firepower, but its speed was slow, giving your opponent time to respond. Archer, if you had arrows that fast, it would have been far better to aim for moments when your opponent was already blocking or evading another attack.”
“Ah, I see!”
“Wow!?”
Both absorbed Dohyun’s feedback earnestly and could only feel genuine gratitude toward him. This was invaluable feedback, the kind you couldn’t hear anywhere else.
After that, Dohyun continued offering advice on shield techniques, archery, and magic, teaching them as the three became increasingly moved.
They had requested a sparring match, yet he was providing feedback like this—their expressions showed they couldn’t believe how generous he was, and they thanked him repeatedly.
“Thank you so much!”
“Thanks to you, my perspective has really broadened!”
“Thank you truly!”
As all three expressed their gratitude, Kim Changmin, the quickest to read the room among them, noticed something peculiar—Hanalin and Jiyuchan were looking at them with expressions of pity and sympathy.
He couldn’t understand why they wore such pitying expressions while alternating their gaze between Dohyun, who was giving feedback, and themselves, but he decided to let it pass.
He had received so much help that he couldn’t afford to damage the relationship over mere curiosity.
So Kim Changmin expressed his gratitude to Dohyun and spoke.
“I’ve truly learned so much thanks to you. I hope we can spar again next time.”
The moment Kim Changmin said those words, Hanalin and Jiyuchan closed their eyes tightly—as if they were bracing themselves for something they couldn’t bear to hear.
Just as Kim Changmin was about to ask what he didn’t understand about their reaction, Dohyun grinned widely, grabbed Kim Changmin’s shoulder, and spoke.
“Is that so?”
“Yes, yes. Yes. Since I learned a lot from sparring… if we spar more next time….”
Seeing Dohyun’s expression, Kim Changmin grew uneasy and tried to postpone it somehow, but Dohyun, still gripping his shoulder, spoke.
“Then let’s have the next spar right now.”
“Huh?” “What?” “Excuse me?”
All three members of the Janwol Party reacted simultaneously to Dohyun’s words, and Dohyun looked at them as if asking what they were doing.
Then.
“We did 3 versus 3, so let’s try 1 versus 3 with me.”
“…Very well.”
How could they refuse when Dohyun spoke so decisively? They figured they might as well continue sparring while they were at it. Of course, this time it would be just Dohyun alone, so they harbored the naive hope that they could at least hold their own somehow.
They had the second match with Dohyun, but the result was similar.
With expressions of disbelief, all three of them were left dumbfounded, but Dohyun provided feedback once more regardless.
And just as Kim Changmin was about to express his gratitude, Dohyun continued speaking.
“You understood, right? Then let’s do it again.”
“Huh?”
“Spar.”
“Um….”
“Since you just received feedback, it’s best to apply it immediately in actual combat to internalize it.”
“Huh?” “What?” “Eh?”
All three of them exchanged glances, sensing that something had gone terribly wrong.
They thought it couldn’t be, but as if to prove that grim premonitions are never wrong, the additional sparring sessions continued until dawn.
“Phew, I feel refreshed now.”

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