Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 86: Found You (1)

Jang Geuk’s qi grew explosively.

It far surpassed the effects Seojun was aware of, including whether the Giant Spirit Divine Pill was originally created to complement the Giant Spirit Divine Art or not.

However, to Seojun’s eyes, there was something odd about it.

Jang Geuk’s Giant Spirit Divine Art. No matter how he looked at it, it was crude.

It shouldn’t have been capable of displaying such power.

The complete opposite of the martial artists he usually saw. Unlike those who couldn’t even draw out half their martial art’s potential, this was a miracle that transcended the limits of the martial art itself.

“Hm, interesting.”

His heart raced. Though he was said to have ridiculous talent with qi, he realized anew that there was far more he didn’t know than what he did.

Seojun observed Jang Geuk’s Giant Spirit Divine Art, gradually modifying his own self-created version.

Meanwhile, Jang Geuk briefly sized up his two opponents. Who should he take down first?

There was no need to ponder. That man with the strange martial arts was far more troublesome than the Hwangbo Clan martial artist.

Even if he just provided support from afar using qi arts, it would be incredibly inconvenient.

“Come, try to kill me!”

Jang Geuk burst forward. Boom! The mountain shook as he stomped.

He swung his crude pudao in a wide arc.

Instead of retreating, Seojun met it with his sword.

The Sword of Namgung emphasizes weight, dominance, and swiftness.

He accepted what he could from Namgung Jincheon’s teachings, discarding the rest.

Flowing Clouds over the Clear River. He deflected the pudao using a form from the Yellow Cloud Divine Sword. The fluid parry carried a heavy weight.

Boom!

Still, it was heavy. He couldn’t completely deflect the pudao.

“Hah...!”

Gritting his teeth, he poured strength into both hands gripping the sword.

Heavenly Plum. Lightning-formed plum blossoms bloomed, filling the surroundings.

Jang Geuk bared his teeth, ignoring the plum blossoms as he charged in.

“Hiyah...!”

He swung the pudao in a blur of strikes, and though the plum blossoms carved deep wounds across his body, he showed no sign of slowing.

Clang! CLANG!

Sword and pudao clashed.

There’s no profound principle, but he never fails to strike at the slightest opening.

It was like watching a beast. Seojun slowly retreated while explosively releasing his inner qi all at once.

Giant Spirit Divine Art Yellow Dragon Ascends Fusion.

Nine massive dragons imbued with the principle of dominance descended upon Jang Geuk.

Jang Geuk leapt high to evade one, struck down two with his pudao, and seized another to hurl it aside. The remaining yellow dragons crumbled.

This time instead of charging straight at Seojun, he stomped the ground.

Swoosh! Jang Geuk bounded around like a tiger, striking from all directions. Seojun’s eyes darted about.

Is he aiming to end it in one strike?

Even without understanding the specifics, Jang Geuk seemed to have realized that Seojun’s qi was inexhaustible.

A prolonged battle would absolutely favor Seojun, so he intended to seize victory in a single move.

What the hell is that Hwangbo Jun bastard doing?

Seojun glanced around. The man in question was blankly watching the fight.

Fuck is this guy doing?

In that moment of distraction— Whoosh! Jang Geuk charged in sharply.

“Sssshh!”

Air escaped through his lips as he exerted all his strength.

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The Giant Spirit Divine Art, charitably put, embodied formlessness overcoming form—in other words, it was free from fixed patterns.

To be frank, it was just brawling. A bandit’s mind couldn’t grasp sophisticated techniques, so he relied purely on instinct.

In exchange, he gained beast-like intuition. Jang Geuk’s eyes widened as he dove in.

“Hup...!”

I’m dead.

What he thought was an opening was a trap. Before his eyes, the maw of a demonic creature gaped wide.

Behind the man’s light demeanor, a hideous monster stretched its lips into a wicked grin.

What... is that?

Like his life flashing before his eyes, time stretched out in a slow-motion reel. His sharp intuition bore through the man in front of him.

That’s a monster. Not human. Anyone who meets the gaze of what dwells within there could never call it human.

This guy is an Orthodox Faction Master?

Among all the humans Jang Geuk had met, none were more unsettling than him.

“Bwahaha...! So this is the end of the Orthodox Faction!”

Fucking hell is this guy on about now?

A hollow laugh escaped Seojun’s lips as his sword arced toward the hastily retreating Jang Geuk.

The Giant Spirit Divine Art he’d observed in Jang Geuk so far. The intuition of a beast and the weight of a single strike.

The aura of the King of the Mountain commanding the peaks infused his sword.

He was already replacing the effects of the Giant Spirit Divine Pill with his self-created Giant Spirit Divine Art. On top of that, he reworked the crude Green Forest version, combining them into one.

Thus, the completed Giant Spirit Divine Art finally became worthy of being called a divine art.

Giant Spirit Divine Art.

The sword, imbued with immense power, soared skyward. Jang Geuk’s eyes widened.

“Ah...! This is...!”

Clang!

But it was blocked. Not by Jang Geuk. A palm strike flew in from afar, deflecting Seojun’s sword.

A cold qi rose from the deflected blade. Seojun stared at it blankly.

Soon, three figures appeared.

A man in black robes, a woman in white robes, and one Green Forest bandit.

“Boss! We’re saved! Reinforcements!”

Ignoring the shouting bandit, the man and woman conversed.

“Looks like that Sama bastard was right.”

“Indeed. Taking out two Transcendent Realm experts would definitely turn the tide in our favor.”

The Heavenly Wind Squad and Diamond Squad also arrived.

They suffered from various injuries but none were missing. It seemed they hadn’t directly clashed with any Transcendent Realm experts.

Hwan Baeho shouted.

“Young Master...! It’s a trap! The leader was just bait!”

To capture a Transcendent Realm expert like the leader safely, it would take two of their own.

The Black Serpent’s plan was to secretly deploy two Transcendent Realm experts as backup, creating a three-against-two advantage over the Orthodox Faction’s experts.

Simple in theory, but madness in practice. One misstep could cost them three precious Transcendent Realm martial artists in this gambit.

Yet it worked. As the reality sank in, Hwan Baeho called out desperately.

“The Heavenly Wind Squad will hold them off! Young Master, please return to the clan...!”

“No.”

The emotions vanished from his face. Shaking off the cold qi from his sword, he stared closely at the woman in white robes.

“All Heavenly Wind Squad members, withdraw.”

“Young Master...?”

“That’s an order.”

A strange aura gathered in Seojun’s eyes. The overwhelming qi leaking from him left everyone present unable to speak carelessly.

All Hwangbo Jun could do was stare tremblingly, his breath catching.

When Jang Geuk and Seojun were fighting, he couldn’t take his eyes off them.

With each exchange, Seojun’s growth was visibly apparent. What martial artist could look away from such a sight?

So this is what a genius looks like. As he thought this dazedly, the Black Serpent’s reinforcements arrived, and Hwangbo Jun finally snapped back to reality.

Though he hated to admit it, the monster before him would become an important asset for the Orthodox Faction.

“For now, let’s retreat from here...”

“It’s you, isn’t it? I thought so.”

An inky darkness began bleeding from Seojun’s entire body, Hwangbo Jun’s eyes widening in disbelief.

“Demonic qi...?”

Seojun didn’t hear him, his eyes were fixed solely on the woman in white.

“Found you.”

The desire to kill he had desperately buried deep within erupted like a volcano.

Seojun’s eyes turned blood-red. Under the overwhelming killing intent, martial artists below the Peak Realm gasped for breath.

He forced his inner core, pushing it to the brink of shattering as he drew upon its power.

Crack— The inner core cracked, then completely shattered.

Crunch!

Seojun’s body twisted as his spirit, qi, and mind fell into chaos. His inner core ruptured, releasing the pent-up energy within, and his qi began to surge uncontrollably like a storm unleashed.

“Haah...”

But he had already adapted to the Transcendent Realm. Instead of rebalancing his essence, qi, and spirit, he forcibly patched them together just enough to prevent total collapse.

He defied the will of heaven, accepting only his Dao as the absolute truth.

In common parlance, this was called Defying the Heavens. It was the fundamental principle behind countless demonic arts.

Crack!

Long horns sprouted from Seojun’s temples as four arms tore from his sides, his crimson eyes stretching horizontally like a beast.

Three hideous flowers bloomed behind his head. He transcended into the realm of a demonic human, undergoing yet another Body Rebirth.

The woman’s eyes trembled slightly as she watched this transformation.

“...Wasn’t he said to be an orthodox martial artist?”

The man in black robes nodded gravely.

“...That’s what we were told.”

“Anyone would mistake him for a demonic practitioner...”

Boom!

Faster than sound, Seojun vanished and reappeared before the woman. Greatly startled, she instinctively extended her palm.

BOOM──────────!!

With their palms touching, Seojun stared closely at the woman’s face.

A pristine, near-transparent cold yin qi. Yet deep within lurked a dense evil qi.

It was the same type of martial art as the yin qi residing in Chunbong.

Rotate!

Ten Cycles Yin-Yang Reversal. The woman’s palm turned red hot from the rapidly alternating yin and yang.

“Ugh...!”

The woman was sent flying back. The man in black quickly drew his sword and swung.

Slash!

One of Seojun’s arms fell off. Seojun caught the falling arm with one of his remaining five arms.

Crackle!

He imbued the severed arm with reinforced qi and then he swung it to strike the man.

Bang! The man flew backward.

Seojun charged the severed arm with qi once more and threw it, while simultaneously cutting off his extra arms, leaving only his original pair.

The excruciating pain flooding his brain brought him ecstasy.

He then imbued those arms with reinforced qi as well and shot them like daggers.

EXPLODE────────!!!

One’s body is more efficient at containing inner qi than a sword. As Seojun watched the massive explosion, he sealed his own pressure points to stop the blood flowing from where his arms had been severed.

“Phew...”

His eyes flashed as he looked at Hwangbo Jun.

“What are you doing? You take care of their Fort Commander-in-chief.”

“But...”

Hwangbo Jun hesitated. Wasn’t he clearly a demonic practitioner? He couldn’t tell if he was friend or foe.

But as those red eyes stared at him silently, he couldn’t help but nod.

“A-Alright.”

Only then did Seojun turn his gaze from Hwangbo Jun to the two Black Serpent martial artists watching warily from a distance.

Kill the man, cut off the woman’s limbs and extract information.

Crack! Arms made of demonic qi grew where the two pairs of arms had been severed.

Certainly more convenient than real arms.

Clang!

After deflecting the woman’s palm strike with the Black Hand Great Demonic Palm and absorbing it with the Supreme Law of Essence Absorption, Seojun’s eyes flashed.

Ice qi arts.

So long as she used qi arts, she was no match for him.

Seojun’s eyes glowed red.