39. The Spring and Autumn Period of Martial Arts

39. Spring and Autumn Era of the Murim

39. Spring and Autumn Era of the Murim

“2nd Squad Captain, this place seems like it’ll be enough for just you.”

“Call me by my name, it’s so cheesy.”

Justice 13’s Commander-in-Chief, Lucrecia’s order.

Goo Yena grumbled but stepped forward.

She didn’t have a separate weapon, seemingly preferring to use her fists, and she loosened up her body by rotating her wrists.

“Huh?”

Through that appearance, a memory finally surfaced.

Eun Soryeong was able to recall. Who she was.

“Ah!”

“…What?”

Goo Yena looked back at her with a blank face. Soryeong clapped her hands as if glad and said.

“You’re that kid who boldly stepped up during the Harem Colosseum and got utterly destroyed by a maid and became a slave, right? I remember now.”

“…You wanna fucking die?”

“Focus. 2nd Squad Captain, this is enemy territory.”

“Call me by my name!! And the battle hasn’t even started yet, what are you talking about.”

“Battles are won before they even begin. Of course, that requires extreme concentration.”

“Ah, yes. I get it~. You fucking otaku, you picked up some words from somewhere.”

She sighed deeply and walked forward.

Women followed her, maintaining a certain distance.

“Who are you?”

Goo Yena, who was walking ahead, was stopped by the gatekeepers of the Ewha Palace.

The gatekeepers were watching the commotion on the main street, so their faces were quite stern.

“This is the Great Ewha Palace. Unless you have business here-”

“I do have business.”

“? Then who are you from-”

“I don’t need to tell you that.”

“?”

The moment the gatekeepers frowned, Goo Yena stretched out both arms to the left and right, striking the necks of the gatekeepers who were crossing swords.

With a thud, they fell instantly, and Goo Yena stretched her arms towards the gate without retracting them.

*Pung!*

Then, with the sound of an exploding bomb, the gate flew away, revealing a wide courtyard and countless buildings.

“?!”

The gazes of the women wandering inside all focused at once.

*Tok. Tok.*

Goo Yena nonchalantly looked around the Ewha Palace and tapped her feet.

She alternately bounced her left and right legs, preparing to run out at any moment, while constantly rotating her wrists.

Now that her stats had risen beyond comparison, stretching was practically meaningless, but it was a kind of habit. A habit from her scrub days.

“How dare you!”

About 30 seconds after the gate flew away, the women of the Ewha Palace, having roughly grasped the situation, drew their swords in anger.

The sound of *seureung!* was impressive, and the sunlight reflecting off the swords felt quite dangerous, but Goo Yena didn’t care.

Even Seo Hyun, who was miserably defeated by Sword Empress, is a human of Earth-level. And frankly, the reason she lost to Sword Empress was purely because she only used brute force; if she had really intended to kill and mobilized all of Virginia’s power, even Seo Hyun would have beaten Sword Empress.

But Goo Yena is a woman who was raised solely for brute force from the start. She can easily beat Seo Hyun or Sword Empress without having to be prepared to die.

She has improved by leaps and bounds compared to her former self.

“Sorry, but I’m gonna have to punch some bellies. But don’t worry. I won’t kill you since you’re women.”

Yena supported her back with her left hand and casually swung her right hand forward.

It wasn’t particularly full of effort, nor did it faithfully follow the proper form, just a so-so punch.

In modern boxing, not to mention the Murim, throwing a punch like that would get you smacked by the instructor.

But it didn’t matter. She had long since surpassed that level.

*Jjeojeok.*

The lightly thrown punch disappeared into space.

A bizarre phenomenon of space splitting that was not even easy to properly recognize.

This alone was enough to make one’s jaw drop, but what was even more shocking was that her fist appeared in front of the women of the Ewha Palace who were rushing towards her.

“!”

The space splitting right in front of their eyes, and the fist popping out from within.

The horrified women hurriedly tried to dodge, but Yena’s fist was even faster.

Contrary to the light movement, the speed and impact were enormous.

Yena’s fist struck the abdomens of more than ten women.

“Keueok…!!”

Yena indifferently watched the women flying away while vomiting blood, then immediately retracted her fist and stretched it out again.

This time, it was also a fist that pierced through space, but it didn’t target the women.

Countless cracks formed.

As the cracks that filled the air to a chilling extent simultaneously spewed out fists, the entire Ewha Palace exploded in all directions as if it had been bombed, and the splendidly built buildings began to collapse.

“That is 2nd Squad Captain Goo Yena’s ultimate technique.”

Lucrecia, who was watching this spectacle from afar, rattled off explanations that no one had asked for.

“She achieves dimensional integration in an instant with overwhelming power, and it’s a kind of unblockable technique that pierces through countless parallel worlds to launch simultaneous attacks. Even I can’t easily block it because I don’t know when, where, or how it will fly. Its name is ‘Tyrant Fist: Heaven Collapse’. A terrifying technique.”

“I never gave it that kind of name, you fucking otaku bitch!!!!”

Goo Yena was shouting almost desperately from the middle of the collapsing Ewha Palace, but Lucrecia didn’t care at all.

Rather, she only killed her spirit with even more words.

“Although the 2nd Squad Captain’s words and actions are frivolous, her skills are by no means light. It would be a big mistake to think of her as she was in the past. She is already an outstanding captain of Justice 13.”

“Um…I’m really curious.”

Soryeong, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up.

Looking at Lucrecia, who slowly turned her head as if telling her to speak, Soryeong awkwardly scratched the back of her head.

“Is that a concept or is it real?”

“? What do you mean?”

“No…like…do you perhaps shout out the names of your techniques when you fight, like last time? Saying something like Manbong Sakura?”

“? Why are you asking something so obvious?”

“….”

She had a look on her face as if asking why she would ask such a thing.

Soryeong was speechless.

Of course, she had also shouted out the names of her techniques. When she publicly executed Woonhyun, who was committing a massacre in the hospital and running away, she executed him while shouting out the name of the skill she possessed.

But that was only because she had to show it to people, and she didn’t bother shouting out technique names when fighting normally.

But it seems that Lucrecia is not like that. It seems that she really lives like that seriously.

“No…it’s nothing…you’re the real deal.”

“?”

Lucrecia tilted her head and Soryeong sighed softly.

As expected, there are no normal people in the Galactic Empire.

“By the way, shouldn’t we stop her from running wild like that? Someone’s gonna die.”

“Ewha Palace is still a pretty influential sect. People won’t die to this extent.”

“No, I mean, Ewha Palace itself might hold up, but there are weaklings too. What if there are beauties among them?”

“There’s no need to worry about that.”

Lucrecia answered instead of Seo Hyun. It suddenly occurred to her that she was an otaku, an explainer, and all sorts of things, but Soryeong decided to listen for now.

“Because we have 3rd Squad Captain Kirara Satomi right here.”

“Justice 3rd Squad is like a collection of medics in the military~.”

“Ah…I see….”

“In that sense, I should go out too.”

Kirara jumped up and headed towards Ewha Palace.

“…That’s some plagiarism right there.”

“Plagiarism! It’s an homage!!”

“Ah…I see….”

“Hmph. And in the Gotei 13 from Bleach, Squad 4 is the medical unit. It’s not plagiarism.”

“Yeah. Let’s go with that.”

*Tukwang!*

Inside the collapsed building.

Several women shot out like arrows.

“Gal!! Who dares to draw a sword against the Great Ewha Palace!!!”

A woman with a shrill voice rushed towards Yena like an arrow, wrapped in fiercely swirling sword energy.

Following behind were the counterattacks of the Ewha Sword Masters and elders.

Each of them pressured her with an unusual aura.

However,

“Yeah. Belly punch.”

Elders and whatnots were like rabbits running away in front of her.

Murim warriors were truly nothing in front of Yena, who even utilized dimensions to attack.

*Ppeoeok!*

In the end, the women were simultaneously punched in the stomach and crashed into the ground, destroying buildings.

There were still protests afterward, but Yena’s power was too overwhelming.

Even though she was only using one hand.

“They’re so weak. Seriously. What are you doing with these kinds of people? You should quickly occupy and move on to the next one.”

The Ewha Palace, which had long reigned as one of the pillars of the Demonic Murim and was considered a specialty of Zhejiang, was engulfed in flames in less than an hour.

An unprecedented situation. Would this kind of thing even be possible if the Namgoong Clan, or rather the Murim Alliance, rushed in?

The people who had gathered to watch the destructive scene were all in awe and couldn’t close their mouths.