Chapter 34
Chapter 34
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: Was Martial Arts This Easy?
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In the end, I could only do it once.
It was because An Young was just too sexy.
"Hah! I'm better than Heyni, right? Right?!"
She seemed to be subtly conscious of Heyni. So instead of answering, I thrust into her even harder.
"Haaang! Y-Yes, so good!!"
She was even wilder than usual today. And she clung to me desperately. In the end, I couldn't help but go twice.
Of course, her ass ended up bright red too. After sex, she passed out like she'd fainted, a clear sign of how hard I'd worked.
Naturally, I crashed at An Young's place too, passing out from exhaustion. I was already worn out, so there was no helping it.
And just like before, I snuck out of her house at dawn.
'Haa, I swore I'd never sleep over at sis's place again...'
I dragged my tired body back home. Sex on top of fatigue made me feel even heavier. I just wanted to flop into bed and sleep the whole day.
'Whew... But I can't skip training.'
It was 7 a.m. now.
I was definitely exhausted. Still, I couldn't skip martial arts practice. In this unfamiliar world, martial arts was the power that would protect me. I had to train diligently.
I sat cross-legged and focused on the path of my qi.
Thank goodness. Once I started training, the fatigue began to fade. Or rather, I didn't have time to feel it.
I unleashed terrifying concentration to trace the path of my qi.
'This time, I'll push it all the way to the Baihui point.'
The Baihui was right in the center of the head. Success meant guiding qi from the dantian through the Huiyin, Weilu, Mingmen, Jizhong, Shenzhu, Dazhui, and Yuzhen points up to the Baihui.
That would complete half of the Small Heavenly Circulation you often see in wuxia novels.
'Then, sending it back to the dantian via the Conception Vessel would complete the full Small Heavenly Circulation.'
I wasn't aiming for the full thing yet. Just half for now.
'It took about a week to get this far?'
An absurd speed. My master said it took half a year.
But I wasn't satisfied.
'This isn't enough.'
Even that Dugu Huayeon was a lofty expert to me. And she was my age. I still had a long way to go.
I slowly moved my qi.
Soon, I felt the warm qi heading toward the Huiyin. It shot past the Huiyin in an instant, reaching the Weilu, Mingmen, and Jizhong. Qi from below my navel had surged up to the middle of my back in a flash.
If anyone saw this, they'd be shocked. It was unbelievable for a beginner who'd been learning martial arts for less than a month.
I kept focusing on the qi.
No other thoughts intruded. Not even An Young sis or Heyni. My senses were filled only with the warm qi.
And that qi surged ceaselessly.
It passed the Shenzhu, Dazhui, and Yuzhen in a blink. Before I knew it, the qi had reached above my neck.
This was a new record. I'd only made it to the Dazhui before.
But I wasn't satisfied here. It felt like I could go further.
So I kept pushing the qi.
Soon, it burrowed into my head and raced to the Baihui.
'Ugh.'
Suddenly, intense pain hit me. A massive headache throbbed in my skull. Like dozens of needles stabbing my brain.
But I endured.
Normally, I'd stop. But my master had warned me: intense pain starts at the Baihui. Keep trying anyway.
I trusted him and pressed on.
Crack. Creak.
Something tore in my head. Like drilling through a tunnel.
I focused on the qi amid the pain.
How long did I concentrate?
Pfbt-!
Suddenly, something burst open. Then I felt the qi slowly exiting the Baihui.
'Success!'
It wasn't activating the Life and Death Aperture.
That required piercing the thick membrane at the Baihui to connect the Conception and Governor Vessels.
I'd only made a tiny hole. Barely big enough for a hair.
But it was still a huge success. Pushing more qi through to the dantian would complete the Small Heavenly Circulation.
'Whew, that's enough for today.'
I was too drained to attempt the full circuit. I decided to call it here.
'Time to wash up a bit.'
My body was drenched in sweat. A shower was in order.
A little later.
I showered clean and dried off.
Then I sat at the computer to prep for the stream.
Usually, I prepped content at night. But last night was spent on sex, so no time. Had to do it now.
'What to stream this time? Maybe that blind date one I skipped?'
Blind date streams were viewer cheat keys. Not as explosive as bikini streams, but guaranteed solid numbers.
'Hmm, invite a different guest this time.'
I sketched out a plan in my head. This was one of my favorite times.
Strangely, prepping streams was fun. Maybe because it felt like I was doing it for myself, not just Ma-sam.
How much time passed?
Fortunately, I came up with something satisfying.
'Whew, this should pull at least 8,000 viewers.'
I nodded and stood up.
Free time until stream start.
I usually spent this browsing streams. Not for work, pure hobby.
But not lately.
'Only 4 days left.'
Dugu Huayeon's Streamer Training audition was approaching.
I'd been prepping during free time lately.
Same today.
I stood to prep for the audition.
'Hmm, almost got it...'
Oh, not some talent show gimmick.
I wasn't a noob anymore. Practically guaranteed a spot at a mid-tier agency. No need for tricks.
Instead, I was prepping something else.
This Streamer Training was about martial arts competition. Talent mattered most.
So I bought a wooden sword online.
Now, gripping it, I took stance.
'Let's see... This looks decent enough...?'
Couldn't show Fist King Fist at the audition. That was my ace.
Had to demo something else.
Only knew Fist King Fist and Half Sword Technique.
So, Half Sword it was.
Half Sword was well-known. Arguably the most famous sword art on Newtube.
But no heart method. Hence its tragic name.
It was the sword art An Young and I found on Jiri Mountain before.
'And a ridiculously tough one.'
Half Sword looked impressive at a glance. No wonder it drew crowds. Just as hard to learn.
That's why I chose it. Felt like my talent could handle it.
And I was right.
Half Sword wasn't as hard as I'd thought.
'Easier than Fist King Fist, which I'm learning from master?'
Fist King Fist was domineering fist art. Straightforward and plain compared to flashy illusion sword Half Sword. Yet Half Sword was easier.
'Does that mean Fist King Fist is peerless?'
Who knows. But it proved Fist King Fist was exceptional.
'The more I learn, the more amazing it gets.'
I nodded and resumed Half Sword practice.
Soon, the wooden sword in my hand blurred into motion.
'Welcome to Murim said it: Illusion swords trick the enemy above all.'
Welcome to Murim was a Newtube channel teaching martial basics to normies. I'd been getting tons of help studying Half Sword.
'Imagine an enemy. Then deceive them.'
I perfectly recalled the woman's moves from the video. Burned into my brain for some reason.
I swung the wooden sword following them.
Whoosh-!
An astonishing phenomenon occurred.
I hadn't learned the Half Sword heart method.
But strangely...
The sword started multiplying from one to two.
Not as dramatic as in the video. But still shocking.
'Wonder how they'll rate this?'
Especially Dugu Huayeon's reaction. A true expert like her would spot my talent right away.
That's how I spent time prepping.
And soon, audition day arrived.
***
'This the place?'
I entered the huge building.
Looked like a major agency HQ.
A manager-type guy stood at the entrance. He welcomed me right away.
"Ah! Jae-ho, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Dugu Huayeon's manager."
"Ah, yeah. Park Jae-ho."
"This way. I'll guide you."
"Okay."
I followed the manager inside.
'Whole building's hers, right?'
This entire four-story structure belonged to Dugu Huayeon.
Incredible wealth.
'As expected of the Dugu Clan's precious flower.'
First floor for streaming, second for training hall, third and fourth personal space.
Didn't envy much else, but this building? Yeah.
'Gotta build my own once I make bank.'
Not easy, but someday, landlord life.
"Wait here. Another manager will call when it's your turn."
"Ah, okay. Thanks."
The manager led me to the waiting room.
A massive lounge-like space. Easily over 50 pyeong.
Multiple TVs, fridge, AC, sofas—everything.
The room was packed.
Buzzing chatter.
Made sense.
Audition content day.
Bound to draw crowds. Looked like 80 people easy.
'And this is after cuts...'
Only 16 would pass. Rest pack up and go. Kinda brutal.
'Can't be helped.'
Streaming world's harsh. No room for shock.
Then—
Someone spotted me.
"Ah! It's Jae-ho!"