I Got an Ex-Class Omnipotent System - Chapter 305

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Chapter 305
305: What? My Alias Is What? (2)
At the name “Mad Specter,” Dohyun found himself smiling without thinking, blood from his temple streaming across his lips, and his mouth and pristine teeth were smeared with crimson.
The epithet “Mad Specter” was far from a misnomer.
At Dohyun’s murderous smile, not only the spectators watching but Han Yurim herself flinched.
While he appeared seized by madness, his eyes remained clear and transparent—proof that his mind had not fractured.
“Mad Specter? How amusing.”
Though not truly mad, Dohyun appeared so, and Han Yurim smiled in return before launching herself from the ground toward him. Yet his wounds had already healed, and Dohyun, freed from the shock, moved as well.
As both spear wielders drove their feet into the earth and pushed off, the ground where they had stood erupted like a wave, and the two shot toward each other.
In a world where sound itself vanished and even the beating of one’s heart became muffled and distant.
Dohyun and Han Yurim advanced toward each other, treading the Cheongmyeong Step, their spears trailing long tails like meteors as they thrust toward one another.
And in the instant when two piercing strikes crossed through that moment.
Crash—————!!!
Their spear tips aligned perfectly, their qi clashing as it burrowed forward to devour the other’s strength.
But then.
Boom—————!!!
In that moment of collision, Han Yurim felt qi boring through her spear shaft.
‘Reverse flow technique?!’
She had never imagined that someone two ranks below her would already master such a subtle technique, and her failure to defend against it was a grave mistake.
As Han Yurim quickly blocked the qi boring through her hands and retreated, Dohyun smiled knowingly and exploited the opening.
As if he had seen through exactly how far her defenses extended.
Watching Dohyun charge forward, treading the Cheongmyeong Step, Han Yurim pushed back his qi with her still-tingling hands and attempted to block his assault.
In that very instant.
-I learned it just now by watching.
In a world where sound itself had been shattered into fragments, creating instants, Dohyun’s heart-voice reached Han Yurim, and in that moment of hesitation as she processed his words.
Dohyun’s spear flew toward Han Yurim’s throat faster than the spear she had already raised to block.
The subtle art of striking after defending—moving late yet striking first.
Only those who understood the ascending realm could employ such a technique, yet he had grasped it merely by watching the match between Jiyuchan and Cheonryuhwi?
‘What monstrous talent…!’
Han Yurim could not finish the thought before she spun her body rapidly to evade Dohyun’s incoming spear.
Slash—!
Yet she could not dodge completely, and a long gash opened on her neck. Though shallow, the location was critical, and blood surged forth, spraying a crimson mist around her.
Simultaneously, Han Yurim rotated her body at that spot, and even as she evaded, she thrust her spear with perfect precision toward Dohyun, stretching the fractured time like taffy and compressing dozens of thrusts into that elongated instant.
Within that realm beyond even the perception of those called first-rate, more than fifty thrusts surged toward Dohyun.
The azure qi was like rain streaking down from the heavens, and Dohyun’s eyes gleamed as he beheld it.
Cheongmyeong Jichang
Fourth Form
Cheongmyeong Rain
Whoosh—————————!!!
As the spear shattered the air like a torrential downpour descending upon Dohyun, he immediately grasped his spear firmly with both hands and spun it, deflecting every single thrust.
Clang—clang—clang———!!!
She had essentially blocked the attack before it even arrived, recognizing its trajectory in advance.
After launching Cheonmyeong Jichang, Han Yurim quickly retreated and used a pressure point technique on her bleeding neck to stanch the flow, but her complexion had grown pallid—she had lost considerable blood.
Though she didn’t stagger, the loss of color drained her already pale skin to an ashen white, and Dohyun, rather than pressing his advantage eagerly, instead scrutinized Han Yurim’s condition intently. She couldn’t help but shudder at his composure.
‘He’s insane. Truly.’
She openly displayed her pallor and the faint vertigo creeping in, attempting to bait Dohyun into attacking, but he saw through the deception.
Either his instincts were exceptionally sharp, or his judgment was flawless.
Usually it’s one or the other.
But Han Yurim suspected Dohyun possessed both as she adjusted her grip on her spear.
Fearing defeat if she continued passively, she took a deep breath and centered her inner energy.
As she repositioned her spear with the intent of challenging him to block what came next, Dohyun’s reaction erupted.
“Hup!”
By the time Han Yurim saw Dohyun burst forward, it was already too late—the pure, crystalline cyan-white energy that had seemed so serene began swirling with murky black light, and she murmured:
“Yu Seongchang.”
With that cry, Dohyun realized she had unleashed a new technique he had never witnessed before.
Like a meteor befitting her epithet, the spear appeared before his nose in an instant he couldn’t even perceive, and Dohyun swiftly rolled his head and activated Bipheon, his instantaneous teleportation.
Whoosh.
As Dohyun vanished, Yu Seongchang pierced through the space where he had stood, and the devastating force of energy swept across the ground as if an actual meteor had fallen.
Crash—crash—crash———!!!
A deep, lengthy furrow carved itself into the earth as if a massive canyon had formed, and it was almost unbelievable that such destruction had been wrought by a mere spear thrust.
In that moment, Han Yurim watched Dohyun evade and quickly turned her gaze toward where she sensed his presence, and there stood Dohyun with a thin line of blood trickling from his nose, his voice filled with admiration:
“Impressive….”
At his astonished tone, Han Yurim grinned wickedly and, gripping her spear, aimed it once more at Dohyun hovering in midair.
She didn’t know what technique he had employed, but she recognized it as his power, and the Dungeon’s effects confirmed to her that it was legitimate.
Her thoughts naturally shifted, and as Dohyun saw the spear aimed at him, he murmured:
“I need to get serious.”
He had intended to rely solely on Cheonmyeong Jichang, but he now understood his opponent was far too formidable for such restraint.
Thus, as Yu Seongchang hurtled toward him, Dohyun raised his spear shaft and infused his inner energy with his Inner Mindscape.
The first Mindscape he wove was 『Fusion』.
And upon that foundation of 『Fusion』, Dohyun created his new technique.
A Cheonmyeong Jichang form even Han Yurim had never seen before.
Where Cheonmyeong Jichang should have ended with the Eighth Form, Cheonmyeong Meteor, he had forged an entirely new technique.
Han Yurim’s eyes trembled in disbelief at the sight, and as her spear descended upon him, Dohyun unleashed his new form.
Cheonmyeong Jichang
Ninth Form
Cheonmyeong Gyeongcheon (靑明鏡天)
The clear, serene sky becomes a mirror.
The Cheonmyeong Gyeongcheon that Dohyun had created absorbed Han Yurim’s incoming Yu Seongchang directly into his own spear.
Thus, the Yu Seongchang that Dohyun manifested not only captured the essence of Han Yurim’s technique but combined her energy with his own, becoming a true meteor.
At this display of the ultimate principle of Reverse Grafting—turning the opponent’s strength against them—Han Yurim and all who witnessed it could only gasp in shock.
No matter how skillfully one employed the mysteries of Flower Grafting, there was no precedent for directly seizing and wielding an opponent’s martial technique itself.
Yet Dohyun had just made the impossible possible, and in that instant, his spear shot forth like a meteor—Han Yurim, who had been sent flying moments before, belatedly regained her senses and moved to intercept Dohyun’s attack.
‘Ah… no!’
In her urgency, Han Yurim failed to perceive Dohyun’s movements and simply raised her spear defensively, but Dohyun’s spear gleamed and shifted, piercing through the very rhythm of her lift.
The mysteries of Latter-First Initiative unfolded once more.
Though Dohyun moved later than Han Yurim, the Latter-First Initiative—exploiting the inevitable gaps born from her movement—reached its zenith as his Meteor Spear shot toward her.
Kuoooooooooo———!!!
Dohyun’s Meteor Spear, burning through the very air with its tremendous weight and tearing the atmosphere asunder, descended like a true meteor, and Han Yurim unfurled her defense against it.
She deployed the Cheongmyeong Spear, and further still the Meteor Spear, as crystalline energy spread like mist to form a luminous nebula, blooming to intercept Dohyun’s Meteor Spear—and when the Cheongmyeong Nebula collided with his attack, a brilliant flash erupted across the entire Stadium and into the Spectator Seating.
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In the blinding radiance where even shadows were consumed and erased by the light, the Announcer and spectators alike could discern nothing of what was transpiring.
Sound itself transcended perception—even the roar went unheard.
Yet among them, only a select few could perceive what was truly happening.
Yeom Je, the first to grasp it, observed with knowing eyes.
“Hmm, quite impressive indeed.”
And Cheonryuhwi, the Platinum Sword King, who comprehended the situation moments after, murmured:
“…So this is the person you mentioned.”
Finally, Hanalin, Jiyuchan, Hezway, and Vera—the members of the Overseer Party—all wore knowing smiles, and then the light dissipated.
What became visible was a shocking sight.
Han Yurim, reaching out to reclaim her fallen spear, gripped the shaft’s end, while Dohyun pressed his foot firmly against the tip of her spear and held his own blade to her throat—a scene that left all spectators breathless.
In that moment, as they watched with expressions suggesting the Meteor Spear had been defeated:
“Hah… I concede.”
Han Yurim acknowledged her loss gracefully, and Dohyun withdrew his spear; as everyone stood in stunned silence, the Announcer finally regained his composure and cried out:
-The victor! The Mad Ghost, Dohyun!
With Dohyun announced as the winner, the crowd erupted in thunderous acclaim.
“Uwaaaaaaaaa———!!!”
“Wow!!!!!!”
“The Meteor Spear lost!?”
“This is insane!!!”
“The Mad Ghost won!!!!”
A deafening roar cascaded through the Stadium, accompanied by cheers of celebration from all directions, yet Dohyun gazed at Han Yurim with an expression of displeasure.
He had defeated Han Yurim, that much was certain.
“Excuse me? What did you say my epithet was?”
It seemed the title “Mad Ghost” did not sit well with him.
Regardless, others celebrated Dohyun’s victory and rejoiced at the emergence of a new powerhouse, while Dohyun could only watch in bewilderment.
“What kind of epithet is ‘Mad Ghost’…”

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