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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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“I think I’ve seen enough, so I won’t be following you anymore.”
It was a casual remark, but its weight was far from light.
‘It’s a warning…’
His senses, honed by countless life-or-death battles, sent out a strong warning.
If he crossed the line again or became a nuisance, it wouldn’t end with just words.
And why should he be lenient with someone who had been following him without permission?
‘I’ve caused trouble with my own selfishness.’
Park Sun-woo, blaming himself, bowed his head.
“……It was an honor to meet you. And I apologize for causing you trouble with my selfish actions, Hunter Lee Seong-joon.”
After a polite apology, he turned and left.
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Lee Seong-joon, having dismissed Park Sun-woo from his thoughts, returned home and enjoyed a happy dinner with his family.
He thought he had dealt with Park Sun-woo for good.
But that was just his own thought.
The very next day.
After leaving home early in the morning, he was walking through the apartment entrance with his usual light steps.
A familiar presence, Park Sun-woo’s gaze, was on him.
He had reappeared, despite the previous warning.
‘I thought an A+-rank hunter would be able to take a hint… Tsk.’
Lee Seong-joon clicked his tongue inwardly and was about to approach him, but Park Sun-woo moved first, standing before him with a confident stride.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
Park Sun-woo greeted him with a bright smile, as if expecting a reply.
But Lee Seong-joon wasn’t in a good mood.
He stared at him with cold eyes, and Park Sun-woo swallowed nervously.
“I thought I told you not to follow me anymore.”
“Yes, I won’t be following you secretly anymore.”
Park Sun-woo, with a determined look in his eyes, nodded once and then bowed deeply, his back bent at a 90-degree angle.
“Please accept me as your disciple, Hunter Lee Seong-joon!”
Just like their first encounter, there was no malice or ulterior motive in his actions.
But that wasn’t a reason to accept him as a disciple.
“I refuse. Don’t waste your time and find someone else.”
At Lee Seong-joon’s firm refusal, Park Sun-woo pleaded,
“Please! Reconsider! I sincerely admire you, Hunter Lee Seong-joon, and I want to learn from you!”
Despite Lee Seong-joon’s stony expression, Park Sun-woo didn’t give up.
In fact, his determination intensified.
He went from bowing to kneeling on the ground.
“I beg of you! Please, just give me one chance!”
Lee Seong-joon sighed inwardly at his desperate plea.
‘Haa…’
His admiration and reverence for martial arts had ignited an intense passion.
It was practically an obsession.
‘This has become troublesome.’
Lee Seong-joon’s brow furrowed.
Having experienced similar situations in the Thousand Continents, he knew how difficult this was.
‘He won’t leave easily.’
If he had approached with malice or ulterior motives, he could have been dealt with by force.
But this kind of obsession couldn’t be suppressed by force.
In fact, witnessing more powerful martial arts would only mesmerize him further.
‘What should I do…’
As countless thoughts raced through his mind…
“I know I’m woefully inadequate compared to you, Hunter Lee Seong-joon. But as an A+-rank hunter, I’m confident that my skills are not bad!”
Lee Seong-joon’s eyes sparkled at Park Sun-woo’s proud declaration.
“Not bad, you say… Can you back that up?”
“Yes! I can say I’m among the top tier of ordinary hunters!”
“Then I’ll make you an offer.”
“An offer?”
“We’ll have a spar. If you can land even one hit on me, I’ll take you as my disciple. But if you fail, you will give up cleanly.”
“……”
A dark shadow fell over Park Sun-woo’s face.
Having watched Lee Seong-joon’s friendly spar videos every day, he knew how absurd this condition was.
Of course, Lee Seong-joon didn’t expect him to accept such an absurd offer.
He smiled faintly and moved to stand on a square concrete block.
“For fairness, I’ll add the condition that I won’t step off this concrete block. How about it?”
It was a narrow space, where it looked difficult to even stand.
Even for Hunter Lee Seong-joon, it would be impossible to defend properly.
He might not be able to win, but he had a chance to land at least one hit.
The shadow on Park Sun-woo’s face disappeared.
“I accept your offer, Hunter Lee Seong-joon.”
A small smile appeared on Lee Seong-joon’s lips at his confident reply.
‘This should be easier than I thought.’
Although his fascination with martial arts made him act strangely, Park Sun-woo had always been polite and possessed a pure aura and clear eyes.
He was a good person.
He wouldn’t break his promise.
If he won this bet, he would retreat without a word.
“When do we start?”
“Now.”
The moment Lee Seong-joon finished speaking, Park Sun-woo, his eyes gleaming, stood up and charged.
Thud—
The air shook with his swift movement, but Lee Seong-joon’s expression remained unchanged.
‘Just an A+-rank hunter.’
In terms of martial arts, he was only at the level of a first-rate martial artist.
There was no way Lee Seong-joon,
who had reached the transcendent realm and was once the Demon God, would be hit by his attack.
A leisurely smile on his lips, he was about to flick his finger…
Whoosh—!
With a faint sound of wind, the Park Sun-woo before him dissipated.
At the same time, he felt Park Sun-woo’s presence closing in from behind.
‘Interesting.’
Lee Seong-joon chuckled inwardly and twisted his waist to dodge his punch.
At the same time, his hand, snaking like a serpent, grabbed Park Sun-woo’s wrist, forcibly breaking his balance.
Thud—
Park Sun-woo collapsed.
“Gasp—!”
He gasped for air and tried to get up.
Tap.
A cold sensation on the back of his neck.
It was just a finger, so there was no real damage.
But it was enough to make him understand the situation.
“…I lost.”
Even with the handicap, the match was decided in a single exchange.
It was a clear difference.
He had to admit defeat.
“Thank you for giving me a chance, despite my unreasonable request.”
Park Sun-woo, with a look of resignation, stood up and bowed his head.
“Then, I’ll be on my way…”
As he was about to leave, Lee Seong-joon, who had been silent, spoke,
“That move… did you copy it after seeing me?”
“Yes, I copied it after seeing the technique you used in the friendly spar with China. But it was still lacking.”
Lee Seong-joon nodded at Park Sun-woo’s awkward smile as he scratched the back of his head.
‘I thought he accepted the offer too easily…’
Although it was clumsy, his movement was identical to the Taeseon Sprint.
‘He’s more skilled than I thought.’
Taeseon Sprint wasn’t just a simple ultimate technique of Pungnyeobo.
It was a martial art that could only be unleashed with not only proficiency in Pungnyeobo but also a fundamental understanding of martial arts.
Yet, Park Sun-woo had copied it just by watching.
His comprehension was extremely high.
‘Although he can’t be called a Cheonmu Body, he’s a genius.’
Of course, if it were just his excellent comprehension, he wouldn’t have stopped him from leaving.
‘The energy I felt when I grabbed his wrist just now…’
Lee Seong-joon narrowed his eyes and asked,
“Have you ever felt a current flowing through your body?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt such a sensation.”
“Then… any accidents where you were almost electrocuted?”
“There was one… but I was too young to remember it clearly. All I heard was that I was lucky to have survived an electrocution accident.”
Lee Seong-joon’s eyes gleamed.
‘As expected…!’
Park Sun-woo was born with a Lightning Spirit Demon Body.
It was a very unique constitution that, along with a genius-level comprehension, could absorb lightning qi.
It was also the only constitution that could learn the Thunderclap Cloud Echo Divine Art.
It meant he could learn the martial arts of Han Ye-baek, the Lightning Spirit Demon Lord, who was said to be the best among the Eight Great Demon Lords, the pillars of the Blood Cult.
A wide smile appeared on Lee Seong-joon’s lips.
‘Korea was about to lose a great treasure.’
As mentioned before, Han Ye-baek was the best among the Eight Great Demon Lords.
He hadn’t earned that title for nothing.
The Thunderclap Cloud Echo Divine Art could cause destruction comparable to a natural disaster.
In fact, Han Ye-baek had killed countless Martial Alliance members just by waving his hand and summoning lightning.
Excluding the difficult acquisition condition of the Lightning Spirit Demon Body, its pure destructive power was on par with the Blood Asura Divine Art.
‘With the Lightning Spirit Demon Body’s genius-level comprehension, if he learns the Thunderclap Cloud Echo Divine Art, he’ll be able to break through the internal walls in no time.’
Depending on his effort, he could reach SSS-rank in a year, or two at the latest.
‘…He’s worth recruiting as a subordinate.’
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Hi Tl. Can you use english name for places like chenomu body – which I assume is heavenly body. I know it so it is fine but for word like pungynbeombu I understood jack shit.
Or atleast at the end mention what it means