The Academy’s Unrivaled Professor - Chapter 100

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Academy Absolute Professor Chapter 100
Strength Alone Is Not Enough
“Heh heh.”
“I must say, in all my years at the Academy, I’ve never seen a scene quite like this.”
“Indeed.”
It’s just one class.
And not even a major subject—just an elective in Special Instruction!
For a single course, practically every student in the Academy had gathered, which meant the professors themselves had come out to witness the spectacle.
‘I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t envious…….’
‘But what choice do I have? I have to acknowledge it.’
During registration, some professors couldn’t fill their quotas—their rosters posted as short.
Those professors ended up watching students who’d missed the cutoff fill their remaining seats with reluctant resignation, and honestly, it was humiliating even for the instructors.
But this one?
Look at Professor Kang Hyun!
“Frankly, I’m not even jealous anymore. I mean, there are star tutors in the private sector too, right? Isn’t he just like one of those?”
“Still, I doubt any of them could do this—turn uncontrollable problem students into national stars in a single semester. How could any student not be inspired?”
Even Jin Myeong-hun, already the top-ranked professor, had been surpassed by Kang Hyun.
The remaining professors had no choice but to acknowledge him.
Everyone knew that once his one-year contract ended, he’d be hired as a tenured professor outright.
He already had his own building on Academy grounds—what more was there to say?
“Now I’m curious……. What kind of legacy Professor Kang will leave at this Academy.”

* * *
At that same moment.
Behind the podium, Kang Hyun scratched his right ear as he prepared for class.
‘Someone’s talking about me?’
They say the left ear means gossip, the right ear means praise.
“Professor Kang!”
That was when Seo Il-hyun approached, hands clasped behind his back.
“Headmaster.”
“Did you see all those kids gathered outside? Their eyes were absolutely fierce.”
“The atmosphere seemed decent enough.”
“Is that so? Then tell me something—how are you planning to select them? How many will you be weeding out?”
“Quite a few will fail.”
Kang Hyun wasn’t a volunteer.
He’d teach, sure, because he was a professor—but he had no time to drag along those without talent or resolve.
‘Unless this were a world where Asura had never descended.’
He had to teach his disciples and find future prodigies quickly.
Of course, as he’d mentioned before.
While living his own life.
Somehow he’d ended up saving the world again, but he refused to sacrifice his own existence to another round of weary heroic posturing.
If he had to fight to survive?
He’d do it his way—drinking, teaching students, and fighting all at once.
“It might well stretch across two days.”
“Hah, now that’ll be entertaining. I heard that during the last break, the students got some practice with Kill Aura Training—apparently they’ve grown a bit more accustomed to it?”
At those words, Kang Hyun swallowed a laugh.
‘Kill Aura Training, eh…….’
Well, if they’d trained with genuine Kill Aura, it would’ve shown results.
But honestly…….
Was there anyone among the domestic hunters who could deliver that?
They’d slain a few monsters, but how many had actually killed another person? Probably precious few…….
Still, their earnest efforts deserved some credit.
“Ah, by the way—where are your juniors?”
The headmaster looked around with considerable excitement in his voice.
There was actually one secret that neither the students nor the other professors knew.
Starting this semester, they’d invited two new contract instructors.
The moment his words ended, two hunters emerged from the back.
S-Rank hunters Ma Chul-ung and Gye Mu-jin.
“Ha ha ha! Welcome, welcome! Let’s give a warm greeting to these two on their first day!”
Seo Il-hyun’s smile already stretched from ear to ear.
The National Academy’s biggest disadvantage compared to schools abroad was the absence of S-rank professors—until that changed.
How could he not be delighted?
He’d asked those two hunters to join the faculty several times before.
They’d refused outright, claiming to be busy. So why had they suddenly changed their minds?
‘It’s Professor Kang, of course!’
Seo Il-hyun understood.
They were training under Kang Hyun’s tutelage.
He himself had sought out Kang Hyun countless times when he hit a wall, begging for instruction.
Thanks to that, the Qingxu Heart Method that had stalled for years finally broke through the eighth barrier.
‘Professor Kang is a treasure! The Academy’s greatest treasure!’
More than that—a national treasure.
The more Seo Il-hyun saw of Kang Hyun, the more he cherished him.
Truth be told, he’d have granted any request, any wish, if Kang Hyun asked—but maintaining a proper distance now meant he’d have capital to spend when he truly needed a favor.
A man without leverage was a man without options.
“Well, since our senior is here, naturally his juniors should come and lend support.”
“We still have much to learn, after all.”
“Thank you, really. The two of you joining will give the students a tremendous boost!”
The Dean and the two S-rank hunters were settling into cordial conversation when Lee Se-ah approached.
“Professor Kang, it’s time!”
Lee Se-ah had arrived.
Behind her stood the Five Pillars, who would serve as Kang Hyun’s teaching assistants for the semester.
Cha Yu-sik, Gwak Do-jin, Yun Hyun-jong, Han Tae-ho, Seo Hae-in.
“You’re going to have your work cut out for you. I don’t know what the Academy calls it, but by my standards, you’re my first cohort.”
“Yes, sir!”
The five answered crisply.
This process was, in essence, a trial to identify their future team members.
Some of those selected would be scouted by their guilds at generous terms.
“Let’s go.”
Kang Hyun rose, and the Five Pillars fell in behind him.

* * *
Tap. Tap.
Kang Hyun’s footsteps sounded across the raised platform.
That single echo silenced the noisy Old Training Hall Practice Grounds like flipping a switch.
He hadn’t deployed any particular pressure or aura.
In the hunter world, skill itself was leadership. Skill itself was charisma.
All these students wanted his class badly enough that respect naturally followed—no matter if he walked around with his shirt unbuttoned and a bottle in hand every day.
The moment Kang Hyun stopped, hundreds of eyes converged upon him.
Behind him, the Five Pillars stood in formation, their presence itself beyond that of ordinary students.
These were the core members who’d taken gold at Paris.
They’d continued refining themselves through the break, and now they matched the caliber of the world’s finest academy students.
“Quite a crowd, aren’t there?”
Kang Hyun spoke in a lazy drawl, yet his voice reached into every corner of the hall.
The students flinched.
What Kang Hyun had meant as a casual observation, the nervous students heard as something else entirely.
Do you have the nerve to show up for my class?
That’s what it sounded like to them.
“First, let me lay out the enrollment requirements.”
Kang Hyun’s gaze swept across the hall.
“My class doesn’t operate during regular hours. Every day from six in the morning to nine. Just come and train as if it’s a habit. Weekends are no exception.”
“…!”
“Miss even one day, for any reason, and you’re done. Whether you’re tired, injured, drunk—you show up during those hours. If you don’t have the resolve, leave now.”
Not a single student left.
“And I’m not planning to take all of you. I’ll hold a Selection Exam to narrow it down to a select few.”
It was a statement that might have sounded arrogant, but Kang Hyun delivered it with sincerity.
“I’m only one person. To properly teach those who are truly willing to risk their lives to grow stronger, I need to filter out the deadweight. The more you endure, the harsher the exam becomes. If you’re not genuinely committed, stop wasting your time and go back to your dorms.”
Even after saying all that, not a single student broke ranks.
Instead, they stared at him with fierce determination in their eyes.
“Well, anyone can draw up a nice plan on paper.”

Kang Hyun’s lips curled into a smile.
Hiss!
He drew the Iron Sword from his waist.
Swoosh!
As he swung it through the air, the Sword Wind carved a long, deep furrow into the sand below.
“The first test.”
Kang Hyun’s eyes flashed.
“Cross this line within ten minutes.”
The moment the words left his mouth.
Whooooom!
A Kill Aura exploded from his entire body, swallowing the Practice Grounds whole.
Though he’d drawn only a first-class level of presence—not the full power he’d unleashed when selecting the Five Great Clans before—
Kang Hyun was a man who had rolled through the Martial World for decades, who had faced a Demon God bent on destroying the world.
No novice student could possibly withstand the raw killing intent of such a person.
“Gasp—cough!”
Within moments of the test’s start, several students lost consciousness, and most of the rest began crawling across the ground.

* * *
First-year, twenty-first cohort.
Namgung Seo-ha.
The official second-ranked student, and unofficially third-ranked, pressed her face into the dirt.
“Ugh!”
On Han Tae-ho’s advice, she’d undergone harsh Kill Aura training under hunters employed by her parents.
So when the line was drawn, she’d thought to herself: ‘I’ve got this!’
It felt like studying for an exam and having exactly what you studied appear on the test.
But.
‘This is… what…’
Tutoring?
It had been meaningless from the start.
How could the aura those people had emanated compare to this suffocating killing intent?
Even the slightest movement felt like a blade might rake across her throat.
‘But.’
Only those who overcame this terror would taste the sweet fruit of success!
They would enjoy privileges that only a select few within the Academy could possess.
She was certain of it.
If she failed here?
Then she wouldn’t even be able to keep her third-place rank going forward.
She’d tumble down the rankings.
She’d have to surrender her position to the students who endured to the end and crossed the line.
‘I won’t accept that!’
Her eyes hardened with resolve as she began dragging herself toward the line.
Lifting her head, she could already see other students crawling past, breathing roughly.
‘Already?’
She had no sense of how much time had passed.
Extreme terror had shattered her sense of time entirely.
Perhaps the ten minutes were nearly up.
The thought made her more desperate; clenching her teeth, she was forcing her legs forward when—
Splurt!
Someone coughed up blood and collapsed.
“Help… please…!”
A classmate.
A familiar face she’d passed a few times before.
Convulsing with foam at the mouth, their condition looked grave.
‘What do I do?’
She tried to lift her head and call for a professor, but the crushing aura froze her vocal cords—not even a sound escaped.
A high-pitched ringing filled her ears, and the surroundings looked like a hellish battlefield.
‘Right now… there’s nothing I can do for them.’
She had to cross the line.
That was the only way to attend Special Instruction.
“Cough!”
His classmate coughed up blood, dark as rust.
He trembled so violently his whites showed, breath ragged.
‘He’s actually going to die like this!’
Exam or no exam—shouldn’t they save his life first?
What in the world was the professor thinking?
Namgung Seo-ha finally abandoned her course and crawled toward her classmate, seizing his shoulders and shaking him.
‘Hey! Hey! Are you with me? Come on, stay with me!’
But then it happened.
A soft hiss.
The body beneath her fingertips simply dissolved like smoke.
“What?”
What on earth—!
Namgung Seo-ha stared blankly at her empty hands when a shadow fell across her from above.
One of the Five Masters.
‘…Cha Yu-sik?’
He extended his hand toward her, his tone flat and matter-of-fact.
“Get up. You’ve passed the final exam.”

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