I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 302

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Chapter 302
302: The Platinum Sword King, Cheonryuhwi (1)
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As the tournament progressed at breakneck speed, Cheonryuhwi, called to the stage, bound the sheath of his sword with the cord he had loosened.
Whoosh.
Swish.
His movements were so precise and orderly that they appeared almost reverent, drawing the immediate attention of everyone in the Waiting Room.
Despite facing an opponent from outside the martial realm, his determination to give his all earned the respect of those watching—they recognized Cheonryuhwi’s commitment.
And Jiyuchan, Cheonryuhwi’s opponent, displayed remarkable composure for someone from outside the martial realm.
Those who had already ascended to this stage could sense that his calmness was genuine, not mere pretense, and so Jiyuchan regarded him with considerable interest.
Thus, the two made their way toward the Stadium.
Thud, thud.
As their footsteps echoed and the two faced each other upon the Stadium, the destruction left behind from the previous match between Hezway and Seo Munhui vanished without a trace.
Whether such sorcery existed in Hwadaejuk or whether it was merely the Dungeon’s convenience, Jiyuchan paid it no mind and simply gazed upon Cheonryuhwi.
‘The Platinum Sword King.’
Jiyuchan knew that his own Inner Mindscape was platinum, so he had vaguely suspected it—that the source of his being, the very origin, stood before him in the form of Cheonryuhwi.
In a sense, Jiyuchan was Cheonryuhwi’s descendant? Successor? Something along those lines.
And so Jiyuchan opened his deepened eyes and gazed upon his opponent, Cheonryuhwi.
The source?
The founder of martial arts?
Such matters could wait—for now, I would simply do my best.
With that resolve, Jiyuchan drew his sword with reverent composure.
Then.
Whooooom.
A platinum-colored sword aura, almost sacred in appearance, bloomed forth, and all who beheld it gasped in wonder.
The spectators, the announcer, even those watching from the Waiting Room—all were astounded by Jiyuchan’s platinum sword aura.
In the current Hwadaejuk, such a platinum aura was the symbol of the Platinum Cheon Family, so their amazement was inevitable.
Surely his name was not Jiyuchan?
And so all were astonished, yet Cheonryuhwi showed no sign of disturbance. Before drawing his own sword, he took a fist salute and offered his greeting first.
“I am Cheonryuhwi of the Platinum Cheon Family. I know not what fate binds us, but I shall give my all in this match.”
To this, Jiyuchan responded with a light bow of his head while his sword aura blazed forth.
“I am Jiyuchan of the Ji Clan. I too shall give my all in this match.”
Jiyuchan, who often enjoyed reading martial arts novels, spoke with considerable naturalness, and Cheonryuhwi nodded in acknowledgment.
And as Cheonryuhwi observed Jiyuchan, he too fell into thought.
A sword aura of the same color as his own.
Perhaps it was the same martial art he had created.
Among memories that should not have existed, he carried the recollection of creating this martial art and transmitting it to someone—a memory that had been imprinted upon him.
Yet Cheonryuhwi could not quite grasp this discord.
And so, as Jiyuchan and Cheonryuhwi stood in confrontation.
The announcer cried out.
—Begin!!!
At the announcer’s declaration, louder than before, both Cheonryuhwi’s and Jiyuchan’s eyes deepened with intensity.
The two rushed toward each other at a pace that was neither particularly fast nor slow.
One might have thought they were holding back to gauge each other’s abilities, but it was quite the opposite.
They had reduced their speed to focus on swordsmanship rather than velocity, and Jiyuchan’s blade was the first to swing.
As the platinum sword energy gleamed in the midair, with barely one or two steps of distance between them, Jiyuchan’s sword energy flickered, transforming into a single brilliant flash that extended forward.
The first technique of the Golden Sword, executed using the sword energy of the Platinum Blade.
Golden Sword
First Technique
Ascending Subtlety
White Flash
A pure white platinum flash erupted as Jiyuchan’s blade swung first, streaking toward Cheonryuhwi.
Jiyuchan’s sword strike arrived at a speed that transcended sound itself—so fast that it was hard to believe he had been holding back until just moments ago.
Yet why was it that Cheonryuhwi, despite drawing his blade late, had done something unexpected?
His sword reached Jiyuchan first, and in that instant, Jiyuchan altered the trajectory of the White Flash, deflecting the incoming strike into a defense.
—Clang!!!
The metallic ring reverberated in all directions, and Jiyuchan looked on with apparent surprise at Cheonryuhwi, who in turn regarded Jiyuchan with considerable astonishment.
Jiyuchan was startled by the subtlety of Cheonryuhwi’s blade—the principle of striking first despite drawing late. Cheonryuhwi, meanwhile, was amazed by Jiyuchan’s flexibility in altering the trajectory mid-strike, converting an attack into a defense.
And above all else.
‘The Platinum Blade and the Golden Sword truly match.’
Cheonryuhwi could not help but be astonished that the martial art he had created was genuine, yet he showed no outward sign of it. Using the recoil from the blades’ collision to spin his body, he deployed a new technique with his pure white platinum sword energy.
Golden Sword
Second Technique
Ascending Subtlety
White Wheel Dance
The pure white energy rotated horizontally as the blade moved in a great arc like a full moon, and Jiyuchan, witnessing this, lightly leaped upward to evade the horizontally sweeping sword energy. The moment he rose above it, he immediately deployed a technique.
Golden Sword
Third Technique
Ascending Subtlety
White Eagle’s Heavenly Fall
As his body twisted and rotated in the sky, a peculiar sound echoed forth.
A sharp cry as the blade tore through the wind.
—Screee!!!
It sounded like the piercing cry of a hawk, and simultaneously, Jiyuchan’s form descended from above, appearing like a pure white eagle diving downward.
He fell at a speed nearly as swift as the White Flash itself, and Cheonryuhwi, witnessing this in an instant, used the momentum of his rotation to alter the trajectory from horizontal to vertical.
Then, from below, a form surged upward like an ascending water dragon, gradually transforming into a dragon that opened its maw toward the descending eagle.
Golden Sword
Ninth Technique
Ascending Subtlety
White Dragon’s Reverse Scale
The pristine white hawk and the newly ascended dragon—the pristine white energy that descended like a hawk collided with the pristine white energy, and in that instant, light erupted as energy scattered in all directions.
Crash———!!!
Boom———!!!
Rumble———!!!
As the violent strikes collided, the energy scattering in all directions tore through the entire stadium, and the impact was so tremendous that Cheonryuhwi’s two legs sank deeply into the ground.
The shockwave that traveled through Cheonryuhwi’s body struck the ground with such force that it felt like an earthquake, and as the two energies collided, the air burst outward, creating a shockwave that destroyed everything in its path.
From the collision of those two energies, Cheonryuhwi’s legs were driven deep into the earth, while Jiyuchan, having been in midair, was sent flying high into the sky.
However, both quickly regained their composure, and Jiyuchan swiftly used the Thousand-Pound Weight to stabilize his center even in midair, preparing to unleash a different technique.
‘White Response Heaven Joy lacks sufficient power.’
Seeing that it was difficult to surpass the White Dragon Reverse Scale that Cheonryuhwi had used, I sank deeper into that thought.
Meanwhile, Cheonryuhwi, observing Jiyuchan floating in the sky, narrowed his eyes and tried to filter out the dazzling sunlight to see Jiyuchan, but it was not easy.
Barely distinguishing Jiyuchan by his shadow, he tried to pull out his deeply embedded legs, wondering what Jiyuchan would do next, but the impact had been deeper than expected, and they didn’t come free immediately.
‘As expected….’
His understanding of the golden sword and platinum sword he had created was exceptional.
Though I had not created mine long ago either, my proficiency was similar to his, or strictly speaking, slightly inferior to Cheonryuhwi’s, yet it was still considerable.
Because of this, Cheonryuhwi did not let his guard down and prepared to deploy a defensive technique toward Jiyuchan floating in the sky.
Just as Cheonryuhwi was about to unfold the defensive technique White Fortress while remaining vigilant, Jiyuchan saw it and thought.
‘I cannot give him a moment to defend.’
Recalling how, despite attacking first, Cheonryuhwi had attacked first by incorporating the subtlety of striking after the opponent’s initial move, Jiyuchan, seeing Cheonryuhwi about to unleash the defensive technique White Fortress, instinctively recalled that subtlety without realizing it.
Now, rather than moving slightly faster, Jiyuchan’s eyes gleamed platinum as he aimed for the gap in Cheonryuhwi’s breathing as he was about to unfold his technique.
The most difficult technique among the golden sword techniques.
Though I had never used it in midair before, I judged it sufficiently possible, so after wrapping my own body in energy, I aimed precisely at Cheonryuhwi from the sky where I was being sent flying and unleashed the technique.
That technique, used after discovering the gap in Cheonryuhwi’s breathing, was sharper than any technique Jiyuchan had unleashed thus far, and faster than any technique before it.
The speed of the pristine white lightning created without a single dark cloud in the sky was so fast that even Cheonryuhwi momentarily lost sight of it.
Adding the weight of Jiyuchan, who was wrapped in the Thousand-Pound Weight, created an incomprehensible speed and power, causing space to tear as shimmering heat waves rose around him, and Jiyuchan descended.
Golden Sword
Tenth Technique
Ascending Subtlety
White Lightning
A silhouette barely retaining human form descends as lightning, and the light it radiates bleaches this world, flickering as it spreads in all directions, baring its fangs savagely toward Cheonryuhwi.
Crash———!!!
Boom———!!!
Fierce thunder roared in all directions, and the sound itself carried impact—a violent shockwave that shook even distant spectators so severely they could barely move.
The stadium had already left no trace, and what rose in the flickering world was nothing but dust.
As the dust that rose blocked their vision, the spectators watched with bated breath.
Could it be that Cheonryuhwi had been defeated?
In a world where anticipation of a new prodigy’s emergence and anxiety that Cheonryuhwi could not possibly lose coexisted, figures burst forth, cutting through the dust.
Whoosh!
Crash!
Slash!!
Pushed back by something immensely powerful, carving two deep furrows into the ground as he skidded backward—yet contrary to what everyone had anticipated, it wasn’t Cheonryuhwi who had been driven back, but Jiyuchan. Cheonryuhwi landed lightly before him, unscathed.
“What!?”
“Wait, wasn’t it Jiyuchan the Great Cooperator who attacked?”
“The dust obscured our view, but what in the world just happened…?”
As the spectators voiced their confusion, Cheonryuhwi unexpectedly wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and muttered.
“…Impressive. You’ve grasped the subtlety of striking second while seizing initiative in such a brief moment?”
“…Cough. I have someone over here who does that as naturally as breathing, so I picked it up watching over their shoulder.”
Jiyuchan spat blood as he spoke, then let out a dry laugh.

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