The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 4

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Episode 4. Setting Things Straight (3)
Chae Seung-jin greeted Jung Hyun-soo with exaggerated warmth.
“Well, well, who do we have here? Hyun-soo, isn’t it? Your suspension isn’t even lifted yet—what brings you to a place like this?”
Jung Hyun-soo ignored Chae Seung-jin’s words and walked toward Jung Hyun-ah.
“I’ll handle things here myself. You should go.”
“Handle it yourself? What are you going to handle? Illegal Artifact trafficking and Mana fraud? Are you out of your mind?”
Jung Hyun-ah’s voice cracked as she shouted.
Jung Hyun-soo merely gazed at her with hollow eyes.
“No.”
“No?”
Chae Seung-jin let out a derisive laugh.
“You’re going to say no after seeing this? Really?”
Chae Seung-jin immediately played a video on his smartphone.
The grainy CCTV footage showed a dark alley. A man in black appeared on screen.
The moment his face came into focus, the image zoomed in. The face belonged to none other than Jung Hyun-soo.
He was carrying a bag of something, and as he rounded a corner, he collided with someone.
No—it was an ambush.
The video paused there.
Then the screen cut to a new scene.
[Awakener Investigation Bureau]
Someone was being interrogated at the Awakener Investigation Bureau, the agency that arrested Awakeners committing crimes.
The face that appeared was conveniently matched against the face of the man who had attacked Jung Hyun-soo.
And then the Artifacts spilling out of the bag.
— Based on the Mana signature, it’s at least Grade E.
— They’re all unregistered. Nothing in the database.
— You’re under emergency arrest for possession of Unregistered Artifacts. You have the right to remain silent and the right to retain counsel—
— Wait! Here! Isn’t this a Fantasia?
The screen went dark there.
“This is the situation we’re in now, and the Investigation Bureau is currently searching for the original source of that bag. Fortunately, all the CCTV footage in the area is in my hands. As you can see, I value my friends very highly. So, Hyun-soo—what do you think?”
A contemptuous smirk played at the corners of Chae Seung-jin’s mouth.
It wasn’t anger at that smile—it was fury at nineteen-year-old himself for being played by such a man.
Why hadn’t he seen it?
Jung Hyun-soo had taken on the task of delivering a bag whose contents he didn’t even know, all to impress Chae Seung-jin, to get close to him, to prove he could do it too.
“You said delivering that bag was something truly impressive, worthy of recognition.”
“Did I?”
“You even brought in some of the neighborhood’s famous hunters and set up a whole operation. I still remember.”
“So?”
“I’ll admit—I was played.”
Jung Hyun-soo’s eyes flashed with intensity.
Chae Seung-jin flinched involuntarily at the sight.
But his own reaction kindled something fierce within him.
“…You bastard… since when do you get to look at me like that?”
Wasn’t this the same idiot who used to grovel for his recognition?
Chae Seung-jin felt something unbearable at the realization that he’d faltered for just a moment in the face of that gaze, and he snarled.
“Call him right now. Before this gets to the Investigation Bureau or the press. Call your father and tell him to come to Songgwang. Immediately!”
Chae Seung-jin’s true nature emerged in his heavy-handed tone.
This entire situation was nothing but one of Songgwang’s crude schemes to bring down its rival, Garam.
A trap orchestrated by Chae Seung-jin, desperate for his father’s approval.
“I gave you a last chance, Chae Seung-jin.”
“What…?”
“You’re the one who refused it.”
Jung Hyun-soo began walking toward Chae Seung-jin.
Chae Seung-jin felt his breath catch at the sight of Jung Hyun-soo advancing with the momentum of someone ready for a fight.
“What, you’re going to try to force your way out now?”
“I know the original is somewhere else.”
“…What?”
“This is how I’m handling it, you little rat.”
To anyone watching, the situation made absolutely no sense.
Jung Hyun-ah nearly shrieked.
“Are you insane? Even if you’re angry, you can’t just push through—what are you even trying to do!”
He’d just take a beating.
But would it be that simple?
Looking at the situation unfolding before them, it was already the worst-case scenario for Garam. No one trusted Jung Hyun-soo. Not even Jung Hyun-ah.
And now he wanted to attack Chae Seung-jin in a fit of emotion?
“Ha, you bastard. Just because you’re from the same Youth Guild, we’ve been tolerating your incompetence, and now you think you’re our equal? What the hell are you doing?”
Chae Seung-jin let out a dismissive snort and jerked his chin, whereupon one of his bodyguards—a hulking figure who’d been standing nearby—stepped in front of Jung Hyun-soo to block his path.
And in that very moment, as the man’s hand drew back to deliver a full-force blow across Jung Hyun-soo’s cheek—
“Stop!”
Thud!
A sound rang out as if someone were beating a drum.
The impact was so violent it seemed impossible it could come from a human body, yet what captured the eyes of those watching was something far more bewildering.
“…What?”
Jung Hyun-soo was among the nineteen cadets, ranked somewhere near the very bottom in combat ability.
And yet there was his fist now buried deep in the abdomen of the cadet who’d tried to block his way.
Ju Young-ho, Chae Seung-jin’s close associate, had been among the top-ranked cadets at Yo-ram.
But he’d had no time to react. His body convulsed, consciousness already fleeing, and he crumpled like a stone statue.
“What’s this? A third-rate punk like you goes down in a single blow from Jung Hyun-soo?”
Chae Seung-jin’s disbelief was absolute.
He’d invested considerable resources into cultivating this cadet, thinking him capable, yet here the man had failed to deliver even a fraction of the return he’d expected.
“M-maybe he just let his guard down?”
Another cadet ventured the suggestion, and Chae Seung-jin erupted.
“Let his guard down? Do you think I’ve been feeding you lowborn trash and keeping you close all this time because I wanted to be careless? Grab that bastard right now and beat him down! If you don’t, your guild won’t set foot near a Gate ever again!”
The Youth Guild in South Korea—especially Songgwang—wielded tremendous power.
In a system where Gate clearance and tower climbing were paramount, Songgwang was the organization that executed these things directly and built conglomerates on the back of those achievements.
When Songgwang so much as coughed, mid-sized guilds had to shut down. Or rather, if you fell out of their favor, you could never operate as a Hunter anywhere in South Korea again.
“You conduct yourself like a common thug. Garbage.”
Chae Seung-jin’s eyes rolled.
“What did you call me, you punk? A thug?”
“If not? Then stop mouthing off from the back and come at me yourself if you’ve got a problem with it.”
For Jung Hyun-ah, the world was spinning.
It was obvious to anyone that Chae Seung-jin was a despicably cunning snake.
Standing firm against such a man without yielding—that was surely the right path.
It was also the virtue Garam held most dear.
“Hyun-ah, you don’t need to hesitate. If I’ve truly committed a wrong, then I’ll accept punishment. If I haven’t, then I’ll answer the charge. That’s all there is to it.”
“What…?”
Jung Hyun-ah stumbled slightly in parsing the words that came from Jung Hyun-soo’s mouth.
The first part made sense, but if he hadn’t done wrong, he’d answer the charge…?
South Korean law absolutely does not permit private vigilante justice.
Of course, in the blind spots beyond official reach, Hunters clashed in brutal combat rooted in raw power, but precisely because of that, the authorities came down all the harder in the light.
“Are you insane? If you’re truly innocent, then address it through proper means! For now, back down!”
No matter how this played out, another violent escalation with Chae Seung-jin here would be disastrous.
“You’re not going to attend Yo-ram anymore? You still need to graduate!”
“Why would I waste time in a place where children squabble over factions and play politics? I wasn’t planning to come back anyway.”
Whether Jung Hyun-ah’s mouth fell open or not, Jung Hyun-soo simply walked away.
He knew where Jung Hyun-soo kept the original files hidden.
But for that to work, Jung Hyun-soo needed to be incapacitated and helpless for the time being.
‘If I beat him unconscious here, those files will go straight to his father…’
And the war with Songgwang, which aimed to swallow Garam whole, would be inevitable.
“Get those bastards down right now! Block the entrance!”
As Chae Seung-jin raged, the other cadets flinched.
“What—what are you trying to do?”
“Do I really need to spell it out for you? Should I first teach you who’s on top and who’s on the bottom?”
With madness in his eyes, Chae Seung-jin was unstoppable.
The circle members under his sway exchanged weary glances as they stared at Jung Hyun-soo.
“Why did you let things escalate this far?”
“What…?”
Had he learned to read minds?
“You’re all accomplices in this, so you’ll all face the consequences you deserve.”
They thought only of themselves, never considering what they had actually done.
“Look, Hyun-soo. What are you trying to do? Why don’t you just kneel and beg for mercy instead? Then at least I could consider leniency, couldn’t I?”
Amid a wave of self-loathing for who he’d been, Jung Hyun-soo regarded the cadet attempting to mediate with an unwavering stare.
“So it was Kwon O-shin.”
“…was?”
“I know you planned the tactical details. I’ll take half the responsibility for being foolish enough to get caught, but you’ll have to own half for moving that shallow brain of yours, won’t you?”
Kwon O-shin’s eyebrows twitched.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh, you’ll say something like that. I know all too well how to get a proper answer from a type like you.”
“This bastard’s lost his mind…….”
Truthfully, Kwon O-shin had indeed orchestrated the entire plan.
He’d wondered how Jung Hyun-soo found out, but since they’d been running in similar circles, he figured it was just a lucky guess.
‘Either way, we’re riding the Songgwang line, so putting the pressure on isn’t necessarily a bad move.’
It would be better to take Jung Hyun-soo down and score points with Chae Seung-jin instead.
Just as he was calculating that since Songgwang had set out to crush Garam, things might not be a problem after all, lightning struck right in front of him.
Bang!
Simultaneously, a vicious surge of pain — Jung Hyun-soo’s fist had already found Kwon O-shin’s face.
Not a soul in the room saw how it happened.
It just looked like, in a blink, Jung Hyun-soo had driven a straight punch forward.
Then, just as quickly, Jung Hyun-soo seized Kwon O-shin by the jaw and lifted him.
In the next instant, his body plummeted toward the ground.
Crack!
Slammed flat against the earth, Kwon O-shin reeled from the pain flooding through his entire frame.
But even through his daze, he saw Jung Hyun-soo’s foot arcing back over him.
A sinking feeling crept in, and such feelings never failed to catch up with you.
Pivoting from the hips, the blade of Jung Hyun-soo’s foot — delivered via Cheonmujin — lashed across Kwon O-shin’s jaw.
“Gack!”
“Call this the price for trying to ruin someone’s life with a sharp tongue and petty scheming.”
Jung Hyun-soo had inflicted an injury so severe that without a proper potion, Kwon O-shin would find it hard to taste decent food again.
Jung Hyun-ah, watching him, could only gape.
She’d never failed to keep pace with Jung Hyun-soo’s movements before, yet she hadn’t even sensed his technique this time.
Father had guided her to raise Hwancheonjingi to seven-star, sure enough, but she herself had the talent to push it to nine-star.
‘I have no idea how he just did that.’
Simple as it was, Jung Hyun-ah couldn’t fathom how her brother had struck so decisively before Kwon O-shin could even react, subduing him in a single fluid motion.
The oddness emanating from her brother — something she’d never sensed even from Yo-ram’s professors — was now carrying him in long, purposeful strides toward Chae Seung-jin.
“Life teaches you that some problems are solved with words, and others aren’t. Right now, we’re in the latter category.”
“Damn bastard! What are you bragging about, catching a few small-time thugs!”
Whoosh!
A sharp force erupted from Chae Seung-jin’s body.
Its intensity was incomparable to what Kwon O-shin had shown.
This was the moment the heir of the Youth Guild — carrier of Songgwang’s secret art, shaped since childhood by immense resources — revealed his true bearing.
Yet Jung Hyun-soo’s gaze remained perfectly serene.
To be continued ▶
The Sole Inheritor of the Regression Martial God
Author
Cheon Ya
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
Publisher
Grae Publishing
Contact [email protected]
Published
May 26, 2026
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