The Fate-Seeing Genius Streamer - Chapter 35

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34. [Night Soul] Not Human…! (5)
The martial arts of ancient times had not developed through such grandiose beginnings.
In contests where life and death hung in the balance, defeat meant not merely dishonor—it meant death itself.
To the dead, honor and wealth were mere illusions; losing meant losing everything.
To live was to win, and the sole absolute requirement for victory was one thing alone—’skill (伎倆)’.
For one could bridge the gap created by physique, strength, and countless other factors through superior technique.
It was only natural that killing techniques were collections of secret arts, the very essence of concealing all elements.
An asymmetrical information advantage over one’s opponent—a move capable of reversing the situation in a single exchange and delivering overwhelming victory.
This was deception, trickery, and sometimes the dominant strategy in a calculated exchange of offense and defense woven together with meticulous precision.
Gaming Martial Arts likewise possessed secret techniques or elements akin to killing techniques, depending on the lineage of each martial discipline.
In the current Gaming Martial Arts, the operation of virtual energy was one of the core elements of killing techniques.
‘Lacrantz Style’ was likewise a perfectly orthodox Gaming Martial Arts that placed emphasis on virtual energy operation.
Therefore—
Whoosh-crack—!
The sight of Joo Seo-jin, broadcast through streaming, single-handedly slaughtering a horde of marauders could not be taken lightly.
“Hmm. Gaming Martial Arts… or rather, without need for circumlocution, the virtual energy operation of Lacrantz Style. A secret technique, isn’t it?”
“…”
Silence.
In the meeting room, Crack sat across from a man whose roughly-hewn beard was striking, his hands resting gently on his knees as cold sweat beaded on his skin.
Because it was the truth.
Lacrantz Style. The secret technique of virtual energy operation that formed the foundation of one of its killing techniques. That was precisely it.
‘Mobility technique’.
In general, martial arts possess a unique ‘distance interval’ that enables optimal offense and defense.
It was for this reason that extending, reducing, and maintaining this ‘distance interval’ was considered paramount.
The essence of Lacrantz Style’s killing technique lay in instantaneous distance control that dominated the ‘distance interval’.
In adjusting the distance interval, one would deliver a one-hit kill through mobility that created sensory confusion while moving with spring-like elasticity.
This was one of the core elements leading to Lacrantz Style’s killing technique.
And.
“High level of mastery.”
Yoo Shin-hyuk, the master instructor who had transmitted the current Lacrantz Style to team VEN, stroked his short-trimmed beard and spoke briefly.
“Textbook perfect, not a single mistake. The mobility technique of Lacrantz Style is all about that when operating virtual energy. Minimizing the recoil from control that occurs while managing the inertial flow created by the center of gravity shifting to extremes is essential.”
“That is…”
“Really, no matter how many times I watch, there’s nothing to criticize, nothing at all. Wow, I wonder how he controls his center of gravity so well. Even so, it would be difficult to do that from the start… huh?”
“…”
I felt a pang of guilt.
It seemed I had inadvertently caused a technical leak (?) of the virtual energy operation that was the essence of Lacrantz Style.
Of course, I had never actually taught anyone about Lacrantz Style, but there was no helping the subtle sense of guilt.
Crack made an awkward ‘ahem—’ sound and, uncharacteristically, changed the subject.
“Uh, well… that is—so, I’m not entirely sure how this happened myself. Ha, haha…”
I had merely stated the facts as they were, but it seemed there was considerable need for explanation.
‘Phew. Well, it’s not like I actually leaked any techniques. If I just explain it properly, it should be—’
“Yeah, that’s what it looks like. I already know, so don’t worry. I wasn’t trying to hint at anything.”
“?”
Contrary to Crack’s anxious expectations, Yoo Shin-hyuk responded with indifference.
“Someone who does nothing but practice all day without rest—where would they find time to teach others? The whole tech leak thing was just a confirmation visit. Just to confirm.”
“Ah.”
Now that I thought about it, he’d seemed unusually composed since earlier, unlike his usual self. It appeared he’d already made his judgment that there was no tech leak involved.
While Crack relaxed, Yoo Shin-hyuk picked up the coffee cup he’d placed on the table and took a long sip, then furrowed his brow.
As if he found it absurd.
“I’m telling you… that’s not the kind of thing that comes out from just a brief lesson. It doesn’t make sense, it really doesn’t.”
Yoo Shin-hyuk continued quietly, looking down at the tablet PC.
“Possessed by the gods… yes, that’s the level I’d call it. The breathing control, the way of closing distance… the stance across all mobility techniques, the control of inertial flow, the way of dampening recoil—there’s not a single error.”
The mobility techniques rooted in the Lacrantz Style’s virtual machine operation fundamentally focused on controlling the flow of inertia and deceiving distance gaps.
Through ultra-high-speed mobility, repeating curved movements rather than linear ones, moving the body as if compressing the entire space.
It was specialized in reversing the situation with a single unstoppable strike the moment the opponent’s concentration on distance gaps wavered.
Appearing to advance, then suddenly stopping or bouncing sideways, even zigzagging in all directions to escape the opponent’s field of vision.
Without a countermeasure prepared or if concentration couldn’t be maintained, one would be knocked down in that instant.
It was worthy of being called a killing technique.
However, this was merely a guaranteed winning strategy premised on perfect control of distance gaps.
In reality, it was an extremely difficult tightrope walk.
“The rapid movements cause the center of gravity to shift to extremes, and when controlling the flow of inertia, recoil control becomes absolutely essential.”
In the Lacrantz Style’s ultra-high-speed mobility techniques, controlling inertial flow and managing recoil demanded precision that tolerated not even the slightest mistake.
“I, or someone at your level, could manage to control inertial flow at that level, but with bad luck there’s usually some margin of error, yet…”
And yet, Joo Seo-jin displayed theoretically perfect movements that allowed not even a single error.
“That person has none of that. Moving in all directions like flowing water while simultaneously overwhelming multiple opponents perfectly. There’s no wavering at all.”
It was a movement that transcended easy or difficult—a divinely possessed sense that felt almost inhuman.
Yoo Shin-hyuk let out a small laugh and shook his head slowly.
“Anyway, could you even teach something like that? You don’t have the time, and it’s impossible. That’s a rare gem of talent, that’s all.”
“Yeah, well, I’m relieved, but it is a rare gem of talent, though saying ‘rare’ seems like an understatement for this level—”
“Why? There are actually more people like that than you’d think. You know them too.”
“Huh?”
“People who were called the names of the era, or rather, people who could have been called that.”
“What do you—”
“Bernard Jackie, Jorge Cascano, Francis Cortez. And the person you and I respect most… you know, right?”
“!”
In that moment, as Crack flinched, Yoo Shin-hyuk chuckled briefly and answered matter-of-factly.
“Gerhardt Larkranz.”
“….”
In other words—
Joo Seo-jin’s innate talent was at a level that could stand shoulder to shoulder with those figures who had rewritten the history of Gaming Martial Arts.
It wasn’t a story that warranted laughter, but Yoo Shin-hyuk simply shrugged his shoulders lightly, took a sip of coffee, and let the conversation flow past like water.
“That’s how it is, I suppose. It’s speculation, but it’s not entirely implausible either.”
Yoo Shin-hyuk spoke as though it were nothing of consequence, his eyes fixed on the tablet PC before him.
“It’s a shame he’s too old to be active in the professional scene, but… aside from that, there’s nothing particularly to fault.”
Just as Crack had thought, Yoo Shin-hyuk too was aware that Joo Seo-jin was far too old to compete in professional teams.
Yet, regardless of that, it was undeniable that he possessed exceptional innate talent.
Considering the future, one could never be too careful—it was worth keeping in mind.
“You said you’ve had conversations with this person before? Then stay on good terms with him. His character doesn’t seem bad, and you never know what might happen…”
But then—
━Isn’t calling someone a ghost just because they moved a little faster than usual a bit much?
That was when it happened.
━I certainly didn’t expect to hear that I’m not even human…
Suddenly, at the moment when Joo Seo-jin, who had just finished his battle on the tablet PC displayed on the table, let slip such a remark.
━Hmm. It was just… basic movements, wasn’t it?
“….”
“Ah.”
In that instant, a momentary silence fell between them, and Yoo Shin-hyuk’s coffee cup began to crumple with a soft crunch.
At a glance, his eye twitched visibly—an atmosphere that suggested he was barely restraining himself from saying “Are you serious right now?”
Crunch—
“…Phew. That thing about his character not seeming bad? Yeah, I need to take that back.”
The reason being—
“…I misjudged him. This guy is a genuinely toxic streamer.”
…On top of being hailed as a historically unprecedented genius, he had now earned the title(?) of toxic streamer.
* * *
《 [Night Soul]: ‘Nightmare’ Mode, All Bosses Speedrun No Death Clear! (※with Joo Seo-jin) 》
━Myeong Bang-ul (wntjdbsdlqslek1231)
*Viewers: 15,738 (※SUPER HOT!!!)
In an instant, the viewer count had swollen to absurd proportions in mere moments.
‘…15,738? Just moments ago, wasn’t it a thousand—no, two or three thousand fewer than this?’
Even Joo Seo-jin, who appeared indifferent to such matters, felt taken aback.
And that wasn’t all.
-: [Trending Live Streams: 〈#1〉]
Beneath the stream title, text glowed with a brilliant white effect, different from before.
Among all streams currently active on Space Stream, it had claimed the top position in explosive viewer growth—the most rapidly surging stream.
For a moment, the thought “Why?” crossed his mind, but the question only deepened rather than resolved.
Because—
Ding—
*Viewers: 15,921 (※SUPER HOT!!!)
*Viewers: 16,238 (※SUPER HOT!!!)
*Viewers: 17,138 (※SUPER HOT!!!)
…
…
…
The viewer count exploded exponentially in an instant, and strange messages began flooding the chat.
-Breaking news) ‘That bastard’ appears in the current viewer list ㄷㄷㄸㄷㄷㄷㄸㄷㄷㄷㄷ
-?
-What? Why are there so many people suddenly? Did this go viral or something?? What is this?
-No, damn… I was wondering why the numbers jumped, but the final boss just showed up lmaooooooo
I saw the chat going crazy so I did something, and it’s real; why is there a dark guy in the viewer list?
-This content is absolutely hilarious lmaooooooooooooo
‘?’
Both the newly arriving viewers and those already present suddenly erupted into commotion.
Before I could even ask Joo Seo-yoon why everyone was reacting this way, something happened.
Of course.
Ding───!
[‘VEN’ 【Heuk-wol】 has set a mission reward of ‘1,000,000 won’.]
━(A fox emoticon peeking its head out and tilting it curiously)
【Mission: Defeat the [Night Soul] field boss ‘Spirit Tower Master’ in a speedrun faster than the world record】
*Time limit: None
An immediate response. The notification sound announcing the massive mission reward rang out, and the full picture became clear.
‘Heuk-wol…?’
A sudden surge in popularity. Because of it, one of the major streamers had come to the broadcast and silently raised the mission reward.
‘Ah.’
And soon after, I realized where I had heard that name before.
-Wow
-The guy who holds the world record just showed up lmaooooooooooooo
-A stream being watched by the Worlds champion pro gamer…? My heart swells with emotion…
-The real Heuk-wol what is this lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Heuk-wol.
The current record holder among [Night Soul] speedrunners, known as the best speedrunner at this moment.
And───
[Pro gamer 【Heuk-wol】 has donated ‘100,000 won’.]
*{ A fox emoticon subtly peeking its head out, clenching both fists and saying ‘Rooting for you!’ }
At the same time, a former pro gamer belonging to the pro team ‘VEN’ had entered the stream and was silently drawing people in.

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