The Academy’s Unrivaled Professor - Chapter 30

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Academy Absolute Professor Episode 30
Pick something for yourselves as well.
“Oh, look at that!”
Lee Se-ah’s eyes widened.
The Celestial Meridian Compendium.
She couldn’t possibly not recognize it—she’d helped Kang Hyun write it back then.
‘That’s when I realized it.’
Black’s skill with the brush was matched only by his mastery of the brush itself; his drawing ability was equally extraordinary.
Watching him sketch out intricate diagrams of the human meridian system and organ structures without a moment’s hesitation, without a single wavering line—it was enough to make her jaw drop.
Few geniuses in the world could rival such technique, no matter how many you gathered.
But then…
‘There’s another prodigy right there.’
She’d memorized that entire thick tome?
In just one week, no less?
“You really memorized all of it?”
Kang Hyun asked.
“Yes, Professor. You’re welcome to verify it.”
“What I’m asking isn’t whether you memorized it—it’s whether you understand the principles within it.”
“If I’d just memorized without understanding, it would be faster to scan it into my phone and search it. Memorizing mere text would be pointless. I don’t think that serves any purpose.”
“Is that so?”
The corners of Kang Hyun’s mouth lifted slightly.
“Then answer me this: if an excess of yang qi causes the Pericardium to boil over, and that heat travels up the Governing Vessel to rupture the cerebral blood vessels, what would you do?”
Lee Se-ah blinked.
‘What on earth is she talking about?’
Baek Yu-yeon answered without hesitation.
“The conventional approach would be to pierce the Dazhui Point to release the heat, but if we try to cool the rampaging yang qi all at once, the collision of qi and blood could rupture the cardiac meridian. The danger would be considerable.”
“Then?”
“We must open the Shaoochong Point and Shenmai Point simultaneously to create a detour that slowly expels the yang qi from the body, and inject yin qi into the Ququan Point to neutralize the rising heat in the Pericardium.”
“Correct.”
Kang Hyun nodded, satisfied.
If she’d merely memorized the text as written, she would have said to pierce the Dazhui Point.
But because she’d grasped the underlying principles perfectly, she’d devised an even more refined solution on her own.
Perfect Memory Talent combined with genuine insight.
Truly, she was exceptional.
“Ugh, this is depressing.”
Lee Se-ah, watching the exchange, grabbed her head.
“And here I thought I was a top agent. Why are there so many monsters in this world?”
Kang Hyun dismissed her muttering lightly and turned his attention to Baek Yu-yeon with a declaration.
“You pass. For now, head back to the Dormitory and get some good rest. Starting tomorrow, report to my office here.”
Kang Hyun pulled one of the Secret Manuals arranged behind him and set it down on the desk with a soft thud.
The Heavenly Doctor Ghost Needle.
“You’ve finished memorizing the Celestial Meridian Compendium, so return that. Your next text is this one. For acupuncture, nothing surpasses this.”
In the old days, it was the acupuncture art of the Divine Physician, who was said to raise even the dead.
For a moment, a spark of life returned to Baek Yu-yeon’s exhausted eyes.
Curiosity flared within her.
The Celestial Meridian Compendium had been astonishing enough—what secrets did this tome hold?
Truth be told, she wanted nothing more than to flip open that cover right then and there.
But her spirit couldn’t convince her body to comply.
‘I feel like I’m going to collapse from exhaustion…!’
Baek Yu-yeon, who’d nearly nodded off moments before, pinched her thigh and bowed.
“Thank you, Professor! I’ll rest well and see you tomorrow!”
The door closed, and silence settled.
“Rookie.”
“Yes?”
“Do you think we can source another desk?”
“Another desk?”
Lee Se-ah’s gaze swept across the interior of the Professor’s Office.
It was a single-occupant office to begin with; the space wasn’t particularly spacious.
“…If I don’t bring one, you’ll throw me out of my spot, won’t you?”
“You catch on quick.”
“I’ll bring you the best.”
Lee Se-ah nodded eagerly.
When she was handing over a Secret Manual to save Management Bureau personnel, how could she fail to secure a single desk?
First, she needed to report the matter of the Shadow Absence Art to the Director as quickly as possible.

* * *
Deep into the night at the Training Ground.
“Huff, huff!”
Cha Yu-sik was in a horse stance, breathing heavily.
His mind was consumed entirely by what had happened during morning training.
‘It’s impossible… truly impossible.’
A sheer cliff face where no trail existed at all.
He’d climbed the rocks like a madman and nearly tumbled down several times, yet he’d managed to reach the summit first in just two hours.
What the Professor had said then still shocked him.
– Good. Sit. From now on, I’ll teach you an Incantation that is the foundation of the Jewaewn Divine Art.
The Jewaewn Divine Art?
The Professor explained as he looked at him with confusion written across his face.
To properly master the Jewaewn Sword Form, it had to be supported by a cultivation method called the Jewaewn Divine Art.
The Jewaewn Sword Form without it was like a steamed bun with no filling.
At first, he’d been skeptical.
But the moment he sat cross-legged and circulated his Qi according to the Incantation that Kang Hyun chanted for him, Cha Yu-sik felt goosebumps erupt across his entire body.
‘This is it!’
The initial moves of the Jewaewn Sword Form he’d read about in the translation.
There were sections where the Qi channels would break and fragment as he channeled his energy.
Cha Yu-sik had assumed it was simply the nature of the domineering swordsmanship.
But he was wrong.
When he grafted the Incantation the Professor Kang had chanted onto it?
The severed sections flowed together seamlessly, as if they had never been interrupted.
Suddenly, Cha Yu-sik felt afraid.
‘What exactly is the Professor’s true identity?’
It was a Secret Manual that his S-Rank Hunter father had handled with extreme secrecy, calling it a stroke of fortune.
Yet Kang Hyun not only saw through it, but also appeared to know the cultivation method that paired with it.
‘And he said he’d give similar ascending martial techniques to the other students too, didn’t he?’
He understood now.
All the mediocre instructors here combined couldn’t match Professor Kang Hyun alone.
He had no intention of spreading word.
Honey tastes best when enjoyed by the few.
If the other students came flocking out of greed?
With already limited class time, the hours the Professor devoted to him would obviously shrink.
‘I shouldn’t tell Father about this, at least.’
He couldn’t know whether his father understood this Divine Art or not, but he was certain his brother didn’t.
He wanted to become stronger than his brother.
In any case.
The Professor had spent the remaining hour teaching him Incantations and guiding his Qi circulation, but even that hour felt too short.
Had there ever been a time he’d yearned this desperately for more classes?
But the Professor was unyielding.
– It’s nine o’clock. Today’s lesson ends here.
With those words alone, his figure was already falling off the cliff edge.
A Lightness Skill so ghostlike it made demons weep!
If you witnessed that and still doubted, your brain was purely decorative.
“Huff, huff!”
Cha Yu-sik didn’t release his horse stance.
‘I need to build more stamina.’
He planned to climb the peak as quickly as possible and listen to even one more second of the Professor’s Incantation.
“Graaah!”
Cha Yu-sik clenched his teeth and lowered his stance further.

* * *
“Chief Professor! Have you heard the news?”
The middle-aged instructor who had slapped Seo Il-hyun’s cheek was now fuming in front of Jin Myung-hun.
“What news is this?”
“It’s about the contract professor! AcaNet’s in an uproar over it.”
AcaNet was still churning with activity.
[Looks like that professor’s conditions might actually be real]
└ You mean the thing where if you just use Samjae Swordsmanship and crack the top five of your year, he gives you advanced martial techniques?
└ Yeah, one female student tried Samjae Swordsmanship this time and got slapped by the professor.
└ For real?
└ It’s famous lol. Pretty much all the female students have seen it by now.
└ You talking about that one? lol The contract professor straight-up told her in front of the professor himself that he’s better than her lmaooo
└ But it is weird though; seeing how Cha Yu-sik and that lunatic are still going at it seriously……
└ At this point, there’s definitely something going on, right?
└ Guess we’ll see. This midterm’s gonna be insane probably??
“We can’t stand idle any longer. These aren’t toys to play with—they’re students. How much longer must we tolerate that madman?”
“Hmm.”
Jin Myung-hun crossed his arms.
He too was deeply displeased with this affair.
This was a national Academy, not a playground for entertaining cadets.
‘The Director won’t have any justification this time.’
His gaze, while he was thinking, settled on the middle-aged professor’s right wrist.
“Professor Kim.”
“Yes?”
“What’s wrong with your wrist? Are you injured?”
“Ah, this…”
The middle-aged professor hastily concealed the white bandage.
“I was a bit too rough during personal training and got a small cut.”
He couldn’t bring himself to tell the truth—it was too shameful.
How could he admit that he’d cowered before a mere contract professor, nodding desperately in supplication?
That’s why he was venting his frustrations before Jin Myung-hun.
“Tsk, do be more careful. You’re supposed to be an A-Rank Hunter.”
“Ha, yes. It’s embarrassing.”
“In any case, we cannot remain passive as you say, Professor Kim.”
“Exactly?”
“First, I’ll need to confront the Director. Professor Kim, could you gather the other faculty members who share our position?”
“Of course. I’ll reach out to them immediately.”
Before long, a full ten senior professors had assembled in one place.
It was half of the entire Academy faculty.
“I believe you’ve all gathered here in outrage over the absurd conduct of Professor Kang Hyun.”
Jin Myung-hun’s gaze swept across the professors one by one.
“So I ask you this: Are you prepared to refuse classes entirely, if it comes to that, to pressure the Director?”
“A, a strike? Are you suggesting we go on strike?”
“Professors at a national Academy going on strike collectively? If we’re not careful, the backlash will be severe……”
As the professors grew uneasy, Jin Myung-hun silently clicked his tongue.
‘Idiots. Who said we’d actually strike? It’s just pressure, that’s all.’
But the words that left his mouth were different.
“If we collectively refuse classes, word will definitely leak to the external media. Parliament and public opinion will demand answers. Then the target becomes Kang Hyun, who perpetrated fraud against the cadets, and the Director who protected him will also be unable to escape responsibility.”
“……!”
“I’m asking if you’re prepared to go that far to expel a drunken professor.”
After a moment of silence.
Led by Professor Kim, the professors began to nod grimly, one by one.
“Very well. Rather than watch our faculty authority crumble because of that lunatic, I’m prepared to stake everything and join in.”
“I’m with you as well!”
“Good. Then let’s go.”
Thud-thud-thud.
As the ten professors burst through the Director’s Office door with grim expressions, Seo Il-hyun, who had been reviewing documents, jumped up in alarm.
“What’s the meaning of this sudden intrusion?”
“Director.”
Jin Myung-hun stepped forward as their spokesman.
“I’ll be blunt. We can no longer overlook the antics of Professor Kang Hyun. We’ve made a decision: if you continue to protect and shield Professor Kang Hyun, we will refuse all regular classes entirely, effective tomorrow.”
“What are you doing? Professors at a national Academy going on collective strike!”
Whoosh!
A violent aura burst from Seo Il-hyun’s body.
The air in the Director’s Office grew several times heavier, but the professors gritted their teeth and endured it.
“The one who caused this problem is Professor Kang Hyun and you, Director, for shielding him so recklessly.”
Seo Il-hyun found himself at a loss for words.
His head throbbed.
‘I can’t explain Kang Hyun’s true worth to these stubborn fools.’
Yet he couldn’t allow the strike to proceed either.
The nation’s premier Hunter training institution grinding to a halt would be a national scandal, and all the fallout would inevitably land on Kang Hyun’s shoulders.
That wasn’t a situation the Management Bureau would want either.
“Let’s bring in the man himself and hear what he has to say.”
Seo Il-hyun summoned Kang Hyun, and not long after—
“You called for me?”
He strolled in unhurriedly, a bottle of Whiskey in hand.
“What’s going on? All of you gathered here like this?”
At his casual demeanor, every professor’s face twisted.
The sheer audacity—jingling a liquor bottle as he walked into the Director’s Office!
“Professor Kang Hyun. Your talent for stirring up trouble at the Academy has only improved, hasn’t it?”
Jin Myung-hun’s voice cut like ice.
“Stirring up trouble?”
“I hear you’ve been running a shoddy con on the cadets. Promising them the top five of their year in the midterm tournament using nothing but the Samjae Swordsmanship—some two-bit street technique—and offering them advanced martial arts if they manage it? You’re telling me that’s legitimate?”
Jin Myung-hun’s voice rose, his face flushed.
“Making the cadets waste their time on such an absurd condition. Can you take responsibility for the outcome?”
“Responsibility? What responsibility?”
Kang Hyun tilted his head in confusion.
“I gave them a condition, and they chose to pursue it. That’s their choice.”
“Don’t play word games. An educator’s words and actions carry responsibility. If you’ve set false conditions before the cadets and led them down the wrong path, you must face the consequences for that.”
“So then, what exactly are you suggesting as a consequence?”
“If even one of those five fails to meet the standard, you take responsibility for deceiving the cadets and resign of your own accord. How’s that?”
Jin Myung-hun twisted his mouth into a smile.
The moment Kang Hyun refused, he’d be admitting his own teaching was a fraudulent con.
All eyes turned toward Kang Hyun.
“Very well.”
“What?”
Jin Myung-hun’s brow furrowed.
He was accepting just like that?
“If those five don’t meet the standard, I’ll step down from my position as professor.”
Kang Hyun’s lips curved upward ever so slightly as he answered in that languid tone.
“But it seems a bit unfair that only I’m putting something on the line, doesn’t it?”
Kang Hyun’s gaze swept slowly across the gathered professors.
“Why don’t you all put something up too? Then we’ll have a proper wager.”

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