Chapter 12 (5)
Chapter 12 (5)
Having dodged the old man's palm technique, I could instinctively feel it.
That among all the masters I've met since reaching my current level, that old man possessed the greatest skill.
Thinking that, even though I could have supported the Masked Woman by shooting arrows from afar, and even though I could have killed him with a surprise shot, I deliberately held back my strength.
Because you have to fight masters like that to increase your EXP.
"Hey, old man."
"Heh heh, a junior with no respect for his senior."
"Senior my ass, you bottom-of-the-barrel loser. If senior and junior are decided by doing trashy shit like this, then I'm an overwhelmingly greater senior than a piece of work like you, so bow your head, you little shit."
"...Hah."
He's taking the bait, he's taking it.
Angry? Annoyed? Wondering what the hell this bastard is relying on to act so cocky?
One of the bad habits I'm aware of myself is exactly this.
Making the opponent pissed off.
It's nothing to brag about, but until now, there hasn't been a single bastard who didn't get heated when I cursed at them.
"Hah, what 'hah,' you idiot. Hey, gramps. If I were your age, I could have chewed up the world and lived like a king in a palace the size of the Imperial Palace. At that age, the best you can do is human trafficking like some lackey? If it were me, I'd just hang myself, fuck. Rather than saying to my grandkids, 'I was in a human trafficking ring! Isn't that super cool!', that would be better!"
"You rascal!"
Eh? What? We're not even a third of the way there, why are you getting angry already!
Pung!
I dodged to the side, easily evading the old man's palm technique, which was honest due to his excitement.
"Where are you looking? That's my afterimage. I guess your eyes aren't working well since you're old."
"How dare you, you young punk!"
"Hahahaha! Looking at you flailing around, I guess you've already got dementia! The way you're acting crazy like you're about to smear shit on the walls is a sight to behold!"
"Arghhh!"
Pung-pung-pung-pung-pung-pung-pung!
I moved here and there, lightly dodging the attacks of the old man, a master of palm techniques.
And I rushed toward the warriors who were fighting the Masked Woman and her guards, which had been my goal from the start.
"Huh? Uh-huh?"
"That guy, no way!"
Yes! It is that 'no way'!
Dominating Nine Dragon Palm! Maximum Power!
I poured the internal energy of the Dominating Nine Dragon Palm and reached out both hands toward the warriors.
Kwajijijijik!
"Keuheok!"
"Kkeuaak!"
Along with the effect of space distorting due to the materialized energy bursting from my hands, their torsos were deleted.
It wasn't a level of being crushed or injured; it just disappeared as if that part had been deleted.
Yoshi! With this, only the old man and the small fry are left.
This was possible because the guys' ability to cope had lowered, wondering what the hell was going on as they watched me dodge here and there while teasing the old geezer.
"You bastard! How dare you trick me!"
Looks like he realized why I took care of the warriors.
As expected, he didn't eat his age through his asshole.
The reason I took care of the warriors was to prevent them from destroying evidence or the like while I was fighting the old man.
Just looking at them, those lackeys who were dying one-sidedly were typical minions who didn't know what was important.
"Isn't the one who gets tricked in this line of work an idiot? Ah, wait. You're old, so you can't think that far. My bad. Tee-hee~"
"Kuaaaat!"
Whether it was because of the shame of being tricked, or because he was angered by my playful action of hitting my own head with my fist while saying 'tee-hee,' the old man rushed at me with a battle cry.
I guess he wants to close the distance since I'm dodging here and there.
I stomped the ground and rushed toward the old man who was running at me.
"You arrogant bastard!"
Perhaps his pride was hurt by the sight of me daring to engage in close-quarters combat against him, so the old man swung his palm, which was imbued with powerful energy.
But you know, close-quarters combat is actually my specialty!
I swung my fist, loaded with energy, toward the old man's palm and collided.
Kwaaang!
"Keuuuk!"
The old man, who collided with my fist, couldn't overcome all the impact; his arm stretched back, and he slid backward.
Sss. My arm's tingling a bit.
I guess a master is a master after all.
"This makes no sense! How! How can a guy like you withstand my Iron Fire Palm(Cheolhwajang)!!"
The old man's expression changed from 'Ah, fuck, I'm so pissed off!' earlier to a look of astonishment, 'This cannot be!'"
"Kwahahahaha! At that age, the best you can do is tie with me? Hey, gramps! Try using more strength!"
"This cannot be! It cannot be!"
I deliberately used a tone that lacked even a shred of a master's dignity.
Why, you ask?
Because this is how I make him even angrier, thinking, 'How can a guy like that...!'
Generally, people believe that talent should be given to those worthy of having it!
So, I have to act like trash so that the guys who didn't receive talent will howl, desperately deny it, and get furious!
"Arghhhh!"
That desperate battle cry filled with anger and despair!
Ah, fuck, I got an erection without realizing it.
But it's a master I haven't met in a while, so it wouldn't be fun if I just finished it!
I deployed my internal energy at full power without worrying about the consumption rate.
Seureuk!
I tried to avoid the attack of the old man, who was rushing at me with the intent to kill, by using No-Friction Step(Mumubo), a footwork technique I learned from the Shadowless Divine Thief's secret vault.
No-Friction Step(Mumubo) was a footwork technique that could temporarily make the coefficient of friction close to 0, allowing one to move as if sliding, or increase the coefficient of friction to prevent slipping.
At first, I didn't understand how good this footwork was.
However, the more I delved into it, the more I realized it was a footwork technique with immense potential.
I dodged the old man's attack, who was swinging his palm while radiating killing intent to destroy my torso, by sliding to the side.
And I increased the coefficient of friction while leaning my upper body back significantly.
I leaned my upper body back so far that even an average martial artist would have no choice but to fall backward, but since the coefficient of friction increased, I just needed to put some strength into my knees to not fall, and,
"Eit~"
With a playful battle cry, I unleashed Meteor Single Kill(Yuseong Ilsal) at the old man's cheek.
It was very fast, but I weakened the power.
Puk!
"Keuk!"
"Then, bye~"
Confirming that a small wound had appeared on his cheek, I used No-Friction Step(Mumubo) again to make the coefficient of friction 0 and slid away.
The power of No-Friction Step(Mumubo), which allows one to endure even in an unstable posture and move even in an unstable posture.
With this, it's possible to play around and humiliate the enemy!
I learned other footwork techniques that simply move fast, but those are for slaughtering civilians.
That's why I've been using this as my main footwork, waiting for an enemy against whom I could use this footwork!
Budeul-budeul-budeul--
What I witnessed after leisurely slipping away was the old man, whose ears had turned bright red with rage.
"Gramps! Watch out for high blood pressure! You might die from a blood pressure spike before you even fight me!?"
You're pissed off to death, right?
He must have felt that if I had used the finger technique from a moment ago for killing, he would have been finished already.
I can kill him, but I don't.
Then there's only one thing he could naturally think, right?
"How dare you! How daaaare you! Toying with me!!!"
He exploded.
The old man gathered all his internal energy to kill only me.
How did I know?
Deu-deu-deu-deu-deu-deu--!
Because as he gathered his energy, like in Dragon Ball, an impact that shook the ground started to occur.
"Dieeee!"
The old man whipped a palm wind at me through a palm technique filled with his full power.
Of course, I could dodge it with No-Friction Step(Mumubo), but my instincts are telling me.
If I'm going to run away from something like that, I should just go back and hole up in the mountains to train my martial arts!
I stomped the ground forward and flew toward the old man like an arrow.
The palm wind flying at me to turn me into mush,
Pung!
I pierced through the internal energy with force while using my fist technique.
Kwareureureuk!
The palm wind, which split around my fist and spread out in a 'V' shape, destroyed and collapsed the wall and house behind me.
To think it had this much power even after I destroyed the central axis.
If I had taken it head-on, even I would have been in danger.
Having split the palm wind with my fist like One-Punch Man, I gently placed my fist on the old man's solar plexus.
"...What are you..."
The old man, who looked over 20 years older due to the side effects of using all his internal energy, asked for my identity, letting his arms hang limp as if he had no strength to resist.
The words I have to say here are set.
"The future number one under heaven."
"...Keu... keukeu... You... will become... that person's... greatest enemy..."
"I don't know who that person is, but they'll die by my hand."
"No... You... that person's... fear..."
"Ah, yes, yes. The second verse is boring, so save it for your second life."
I lowered my stance, twisted my waist and muscles small but strongly, rotated my true energy, and released it through my fist.
Tukwaaaaang!
As the internal energy was released, the old man's body, which had been in contact with my fist, burst, and while tangled with blood, flesh, and entrails, it rotated and collided with the building that looked like a lodging.
Kwareureureu!! The entire building collapsed, and I couldn't even find a trace of the old man, but I opened my mouth toward the direction where the old man had been.
"Heavenly Dragon Limitless(Cheonryong Mugeuk), Spiral Break(Naseonpa). Know that it is an honor, gramps, as this is the first time this body's fist technique is being shown to the world."
Heavenly Dragon Limitless(Cheonryong Mugeuk).
The name of the fist technique I learned.
A one-hit-kill fist technique that strikes by putting power into every single blow.
Well, they say it's a martial art that a famous master from two generations ago learned, but 1 byte used to explain a dead old geezer is a waste, so let's just move on.
Who would want to know the story of a dead old man?
That aside, Wi Gang-yeon, would that uncle have known?
That I was desperately holding back my strength to avoid killing him while fighting.
As expected, a person feels comfortable only when they use all their abilities.
"Hooo."
I slowly gathered the internal energy I had released at full power and looked around.
"Anyone want revenge? You can all come at me together."
When I asked with a smile toward the minions in the corner, they hurriedly shook their heads and tucked themselves into the corner on their own.
"You bastards! How dare you, where do you think this i...s... Huh?"
At that moment, like police officers who only show up after the movie is over, a group of martial artists appeared, showing up late to the party.
"What is this?"
"Boss, this is different from what we were told?"
"Hey, who are you guys? The Haomun(Haomun) has already taken care of this place, so stop loitering and get lost."
I made them disappear by bringing up the name of the Haomun(Haomun) to the guys who showed up late.
However, what they said was enough to shock me.
"What are you talking about? We are the people of the Haomun(Haomun)?"
"...Eh?"
What did you say?
Wait.
Then who are these guys?
I turned my gaze to the Masked Woman, who had been knocked down by the old man's palm technique and was struggling to lift her upper body, with a look that said, 'Which planet are you from?', but,
Thump-
As soon as my gaze touched her, she collapsed powerlessly.
What the!?
Am I some possessor of a mystic eye?
Why does she collapse as soon as she sees my eyes!?
"I'll say this in advance, this is a misunderstanding."
But when these guys saw the woman collapse at my gaze, they all got rabbit eyes.
"Attack first!"
"I don't know what's going on, but he's a suspicious guy! Let's subdue him first!"
"Dammit! It's a misunderstanding!"
Fuck! What the hell is going on here!