The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 10

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Episode 10. Debut Stage (4)
Jung Hyun-ah threw herself into the fray without hesitation, responding to her brother’s shocking, impulsive action.
And flames came wrapping around her.
But there was nothing to fear. She already knew well that this fire posed no immediate danger to her.
The intense flames clouded her mind as if she were falling into hypnosis.
Yet Jung Hyun-ah recalled and turned over in her mind everything she had been taught before.
‘My name.’
What the Tower demanded was a name. Not a simple name, but a True Name.
Because of this, Hunters who gave false names or aliases in the Tower’s early floors had their names stripped away, their selves erased, and became slaves to the Tower.
Slither.
Something began crawling up before Jung Hyun-ah’s eyes.
It writhed, arranging twisted joints like the undead, taking shape—and it was none other than her own self.
“So you’re Jung Hyun-ah?”
It resembled a Doppelganger that appeared from somewhere in the Tower or a Gate, but senior Hunters had concluded this was no monster.
It was the Tower’s trial.
Jung Hyun-ah’s memory suddenly surfaced from that day.
At that same moment, Jung Hyun-su faced an identical situation.
“Jung Hyun-su.”
The moment he spoke his name, the surroundings began to cover themselves in black fog.
— Is that really your name?
What emerged from the darkness was none other than Jung Hyun-su himself, draped in a black cloak.
A creature more savage and tyrannical in bearing, yet shadowed with gloom—the King of Night.
The black-cloaked fugitive known as the Dark King. The Hunter Association’s enemy, branded history’s worst criminal, demanded an answer.
— No, you’re not. I’m the real you.
From the Dark King’s eyes, memories of the past spilled forth.
That most terrible of times.
After his expulsion from the Association, mysterious assailants claiming to be the Hunter descended from Hunter Association headquarters that night, and Garam was slaughtered completely.
Jung Hyun-su could do nothing, watching from within the Concealment Magic Circle that Jung Chul had forcibly sealed him inside.
— You’re a coward. Not Jung Hyun-su, but a coward. You couldn’t do anything that day, right?
A younger Jung Hyun-su, who had descended from the Dark King, appeared—as if gazing at himself in a mirror.
The first floor recreated one’s own Trauma, or so they said.
Though he had endured countless brushes with death and squandered much of his life through mistakes, the single most terrible and regrettable memory was undoubtedly himself on the day Garam fell.
“Couldn’t do anything? That’s nonsense.”
Jung Hyun-su recalled that day calmly.
“…Among it all, I thought it was lucky that I alone survived.”
Humans are selfish.
Watching his family’s sacrifice, the massacre of his Guild members, Jung Hyun-su had harbored such thoughts.
And he shuddered with self-loathing, burned with fever, and fled.
A wanted poster, inscribed upon his neck by the Association President, followed him into the shadows of the underworld, and at nineteen, his life became nothing short of hell.
Simply to survive. Without even the will for revenge, he floundered forward thinking only of living—Jung Hyun-su does not deny that memory of those days.
He simply accepts it.
Before Jung Hyun-su stood multiple versions of himself.
The nineteen-year-old Jung Hyun-su weeping blood, from the early days of his fugitive life at the bottom of crime to the black-cloaked Dark King.
Before these reflections of himself, Jung Hyun-su took on a stance of readiness.
— Will you stand against me?
Instead of answering the Dark King, Jung Hyun-su only concentrated his mana.
The other versions of himself did the same.
— Surrender. There is no way for you to win.
In terms of numbers alone, the realm those future selves displayed was clearly superior even at a glance.
— Surrender your name. Only I have the right.
— Give me your name.
Seeing the reflections of himself display such hostility, Jung Hyun-su only laughed.
— You laugh?
— You find this funny?
They weren’t truly reflections of himself to begin with.
Merely the Tower’s crude trial ground.
Somehow it was possible—they recreated one’s Trauma. They questioned whether one was worthy of ascending the Tower.
Should a Hunter speak a false name or surrender their name in fear, from that moment forward they become the Tower’s slave.
A name was nearly synonymous with one’s very self. It was, in a sense, a proving ground for pride that must never be lost even unto death.
Being tested by the Tower did not sit well with him.
He would clear it all and erase it completely, merely playing along for a time so he could see the face of that creature toying with the world.
Boom!
A vicious slash came flying from across the way.
Jung Hyun-su rolled across the ground to dodge, and as he rose, he seized the face of the nineteen-year-old Jung Hyun-su before him.
Power concentrated in his palm.
The force dwelling within it was not Harmonious Heavenly True Qi.
In place of the most harmonious and flawless Harmonious Heavenly True Qi, this time he channeled the most tyrannical force from the Five Kings Martial Arts transmitted by Jung Chul.
For Jung Hyun-su, Tyrant Heavenly Qi was simply an excellent stage to apply in actual combat.
Crack!
The concentrated destructive force of Tyrant Heavenly Qi shattered the head in an instant.
Jung Hyun-su wasted no time launching an attack at the next target.
Boom!
His fist was aimed at none other than what appeared to be a doppelganger in his late twenties.
“Hand it over, you bastard.”
The powerfully compressed force of Tyrant Heavenly Qi suddenly released.
The supple, subtle golden aura of Harmonious Heavenly True Qi coiled like a serpent around the forearm of the doppelganger in his twenties.
— How foolish. Do you truly believe that possible?
The doppelganger in his twenties attempted to counter the situation.
By objective measure, the doppelganger who had survived ten years in the rough world of the Gate held the advantage in raw power.
Yet Jung Hyun-su, returned through regression, possessed something the younger version did not—experience.
His refined control of magical power and bodily command, polished to absolute perfection from glimpsing the Absolute Realm, surpassed his twenties self by several degrees.
Anticipating the knee strike the younger doppelganger drove upward to wrench free, Jung Hyun-su subtly twisted his jaw to deflect the blow while simultaneously disarming him.
Then he naturally switched to Tyrant Heavenly Qi again, bringing the great sword down in a crushing arc.
Slash!
Watching him eliminate two doppelgangers in quick succession, the one from the Dark King era spoke.
— Do you fancy that will make a difference?
Jung Hyun-su grinned at that doppelganger.
“Of course it makes a difference, you bastard.”
An overwhelming doppelganger who had reached the Absolute Realm.
Yet for all its apparent danger, it remained fundamentally the first floor of the Tower—hopeless only in a true, decisive death match.
“As long as I don’t abandon the absolute principle, you cannot defeat me.”
So long as he did not surrender his name, so long as he preserved that pride, he would never die on the first floor of the Tower.
Which meant.
“Where else could I find such a training ground?”
What sparring could be more invigorating than facing myself at the Absolute Realm?
As always, one needed a shift in perspective.
Jung Hyun-su pulled Tyrant Heavenly Qi to its limit and charged wildly at the doppelganger from his Dark King era.
Boom!
Of course it ends in a single blow.
No matter what he tried, he could never overcome that one strike.
Yet there was still something to be done.
When pushed to the brink, what should one do? Especially—conceiving multiple methods of countering using Tyrant Heavenly Qi.
How could he waste such an excellent opportunity to turn those ideas into reality?
Compensating for weaknesses. Reinforcing strengths.
In a field where everything was possible, having tasted the extreme agony of his neck separating from his body under the Dark King’s blade, Jung Hyun-su merely shook his head and charged again.
— You are no longer in your right mind.
“This is me.”
Arms severed, torso torn away wholesale.
Legs cut, head shattered—only one-sided devastation continued.
Yet it was not meaningless.
Each clash, every engagement.
Through the instinct for survival in merciless death matches against an overwhelmingly powerful enemy, his application of Tyrant Heavenly Qi refined itself.
Within that crucible, Jung Hyun-su threw himself into the merciless Heavenly Tyrant Returning King Martial Arts that the Dark King unleashed.
A slash arriving at a speed his eyes could not track.
‘Slow.’
Yet he felt it remained insufficient.
To sever Seon-woo Hyun’s throat, to utterly annihilate the three realms, and moreover to face the Tower’s master beyond—he lacked the strength.
Compensation and improvement.
Holding these concerns, Jung Hyun-su endured the assault.
His spine bent at a right angle—the searing pain of vertebrae snapping.
Even as sensation drained from his lower body, his upper torso—still alive—moved by exploiting that very recoil.
Slice.
It was an attack possible only against ‘me’. With Jung Hyun-su’s smile of success at severing the hem of his garment, the system’s notification tore through the air.
[Unpredictable Ability Stats increase detected.]
[Determining violation of Tower regulations.]
In that instant, an overwhelming presence made itself felt.
A gaze peculiar to looking down from above swept across him.
An oppressive presence that stretched a single moment into eternity.
‘Have I faced an opponent like this before?’
Even in his previous life, he’d never seen a message formatted this way.
Especially not from that bastard on the first floor who’d devised this training method using his clone—he’d never explained a situation like this.
The vicious fugitive he’d interrogated directly for information wouldn’t have lied about it.
[Judgment rendered.]
[Classified as violation of regulations.]
“What?”
[However, considering that no pre-existing rules were breached, use of such loopholes is hereby prohibited effective immediately.]
[Additionally, all Experience and Ability Stats accumulated thus far are hereby retained by agreement.]
[Hunter Jung Hyun-su is hereby deemed to have successfully cleared the first floor.]
Curses spilled unbidden from Jung Hyun-su’s lips.
“You bastards! Since when do you make the decisions?”
[Examine your Ability Stats. They exceed what constitutes natural growth.]
Jung Hyun-su’s status window materialized before his eyes.
[Name: Jung Hyun-su]
[Ability Stats: Vitality (15), Strength (13), Agility (15), Mental Fortitude (32), Endurance (18)]
[Skills: Five Kings Martial Arts—Heavenly Tyrant Returning King Martial Arts (4-star), Harmonious Heavenly True Qi (10-star), Tyrant Heavenly Qi (8-star)]
“…Hck, hck…”
From countless deaths and injuries, his vitality had climbed by four points.
Strength and agility—mapped to skill—skyrocketed under the system’s level adjustment against an opponent in the Absolute Realm like the Dark King.
Through endless deaths, persisting and attempting again and again, his mental fortitude had climbed as though possessed,
and after observing the Five Kings Martial Arts firsthand, breaking it down and striving to master it, the Heavenly Tyrant Returning King Martial Arts had surged to 4-star and the Tyrant Heavenly Qi to a stunning 8-star.
“No matter how you look at it…”
[Congratulations! Hunter Jung Hyun-su of South Korea has cleared the Tower’s first floor in record time and with a perfect score.]
[Clear Rank: SSS]
[Jung Hyun-su is being transported to the Tower’s second floor.]
Even as Jung Hyun-su made to land one more blow on the Dark King, he was swallowed whole by the spatial magic circle that materialized between them.
It was called a clear, but somehow it felt like being cast out.
[For SSS Rank clear completion, you are awarded the Seal of Name!]
[You are awarded the skill Existence Mark.]
[An opportunity to confirm hidden truth has been granted!]
Continued in the next episode ▶
The Sole Inheritor’s Regression
Author
Cheon Ya
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Published by
Grae Publishing
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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