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    Just Give It to Me (2)

    Just Give It to Me (2)

    Academy Director Jin Un was undoubtedly one of the Four Superhumans.

    Immortal (神仙) Jin Un.

    He had risen to the position of one of Korea’s Four Superhumans with his attribute type <Psychokinesis> ability.

    Just as martial artists enter the Transcendent Realm,

    And magicians enter the realm of mages,

    As he reached the pinnacle of psychokinesis, he became able to recreate gravity.

    It was manipulating the air with psychokinesis. Purple light swirled in Jin Un’s pupils.

    Lee Dojin had to feel the gravity tightening from all directions.

    Lee Dojin raised his wooden sword. He raised sword energy on the wooden sword.

    Unity of sword and body.

    Refinement of energy starting from the cervical spine. Proof of entering the Transcendent Realm stage.

    -Don’t waver, don’t bend.

    -It’s a martial art that has walked a greater path than you think.

    Sword Emperor Dan Cheonwoo’s words came to mind one after another.

    -Go against the natural order.

    -That is defying heaven (逆天).

    Under the blessing of the Heaven Defying Inner Power, his heartbeat regained a steady rhythm.

    Starting from the dantian, the heaven-defying energy flow circulating throughout his body firmly supported him.

    Certainty.

    Lee Dojin could be certain. That Jin Un’s <Psychokinesis>, which had built up the achievement of being one of the Four Superhumans, didn’t properly work on him.

    Whether this was a clear compatibility issue or the power of the Heaven Defying Inner Power, he wasn’t exactly sure.

    Having seen videos of Jin Un subduing villains, Lee Dojin knew how strong Jin Un’s psychokinesis was.

    But he felt that psychokinesis was being applied infinitely weakly to himself.

    Jeobuk-

    The sound of Lee Dojin’s footsteps echoed in the Director’s office.

    Astonishment settled in Jin Un’s eyes.

    Certainly, martial artists who handled inner power tended to adapt more quickly to the flow and force of <Psychokinesis> and come up with countermeasures than those who handled aura techniques or mana cultivation methods.

    But even martial artists, even Ten Venerable level martial artists who had entered the Transcendent Realm, would be very flustered when first subjected to psychokinesis.

    This was because there was an underlying sense of heterogeneity in the abilities handled by attribute types.

    Ten Venerables facing the heterogeneous flow of psychokinesis for the first time were considered strong just for not having their bodies crushed, let alone being able to move.

    And from that state, the order was to seek solutions by emitting aura or using protective strong energy and so on.

    But Lee Dojin was moving.

    Jeobuk-

    Lightly.

    As if nothing had happened.

    Although the pressure on his body was clearly several times stronger than usual, he completely offset that pressure by continuously circulating the Heaven Defying Inner Power.

    Lee Dojin’s firm mental strength made this possible.

    He stretched out his arm.

    Lee Dojin’s right arm holding the wooden sword cut through the air imbued with heavy pressure.

    Colorless energy flow flickered on the wooden sword.

    Cheok

    Lee Dojin’s wooden sword was pointed at Jin Un’s open mouth.

    “…How on earth did you do that? How do you overcome gravity so easily?”

    Jin Un muttered in a bewildered voice.

    Lee Dojin answered honestly.

    “I don’t know.”

    He had no choice but to say that.

    “It just worked when I did it.”

    At that honest answer, Jin Un almost laughed helplessly.

    “Hehe.”

    Lee Dojin put away the wooden sword he had pointed at Jin Un’s neck.

    “Is that confirmation done now?”

    Jin Un smiled bitterly.

    How could it not be done? He had instantly shaken off Jin Un’s gravity that could neutralize even Ten Venerables for a moment.

    However, it couldn’t be said that Jin Un, one of the Four Superhumans, was weaker than Lee Dojin. ‘Gravity’ was merely an additional force created by using psychokinesis on the air.

    Jin Un’s original power, psychokinesis, is usually controlled on objects and terrain rather than people themselves.

    If they were to fight in a real battle, it would be a completely different situation from now.

    “I’ll give it to you.”

    Jin Un nodded.

    “As you said. If you win this first-year martial arts competition, I’ll give you the World Tree branch.”

    “Thank you.”

    Jin Un, as if tired, pressed his wrinkled forehead with his hand.

    “I thought the Vice Director was making too much fuss, but. That wasn’t the case.”

    -I’m confident that Student Lee Dojin will play a big role in ending the Tower.

    Jin Un didn’t believe those words.

    Originally, he had the stubbornness to believe only what he saw with his own eyes. But now that he had seen with his own eyes, he had no choice but to believe.

    That the student before him had something different beyond just being exceptional.

    “Then, I’ll be going now.”

    Lee Dojin simply bowed his head and left the Director’s office.

    Director Jin Un turned his chair and stared out the window.

    “The future is bright and… dark.”

    The return of the Tower was approaching.


    Eyes opened narrowly.

    It was a white ceiling.

    “Uwaat!”

    Baek Hwayeon raised her body, her light pink hair swaying.

    “Ack!”

    And she let out a death cry. Her whole body ached. And pain intermittently stabbed her mind.

    “Oh my, the medical staff said you should lie down for at least half a day more.”

    Baek Hwayeon stared at Yoo Seol-ah sitting beside her.

    “Master…”

    Yoo Seol-ah smiled brightly.

    “How much do you remember?”

    “I remember beating Jia, but…”

    Baek Hwayeon stared at the sky with a thoughtful expression.

    She remembered clearly up to the judge’s declaration. Even that she couldn’t think of anything while hearing those words.

    “It doesn’t feel like I won.”

    Because she hadn’t thought at all that she would win.

    Yoo Seol-ah stroked Baek Hwayeon’s light pink hair.

    “A win is a win. In most life-and-death battles, unexpected results are common, like the martial arts match between Student Jia and Hwayeon.”

    “…Master, you’re saying you thought I would lose too! That’s it!”

    Sword Empress Yoo Seol-ah scratched her red hair.

    “Eheh, I’ve been found out.”

    “Master!”

    Baek Hwayeon’s face turned red.

    Deureuruk-

    The door of the treatment room opened. Ryu Jia walked in slowly.

    “It’s true that Hwayeon won. I lost.”

    “Jia!”

    Baek Hwayeon caressed the back of Ryu Jia’s hand as she sat down beside her. This was Baek Hwayeon’s way of showing affection to her female friends.

    She caressed the somewhat rough back of the hand with her delicate fingers.

    “…I feel like I lost though.”

    “That could be an insult to me.”

    Ryu Jia caressed Baek Hwayeon’s hand in return.

    “T-that’s not it!”

    Baek Hwayeon raised her voice in surprise. Baek Hwayeon continued to stroke Ryu Jia’s hand as she organized her thoughts. And she slowly recited her organized thoughts.

    “The last strike. I felt dazed. I couldn’t see any of the surroundings. I could only see you, Jia. And it felt like the world was flowing a bit slowly? Everything felt somewhat heterogeneous…”

    Yoo Seol-ah added to the end of those words.

    “Hmm, it seems you got a very brief taste of the Transcendent Realm.”

    “Transcendent Realm…?”

    “That Lee Dojin student who’s probably fighting now has been in that realm for a long time.”

    At Yoo Seol-ah’s words, Baek Hwayeon opened her eyes wide. But the point of surprise wasn’t that Lee Dojin had entered the Transcendent Realm.

    “Huh? Dojin is fighting now?”

    Baek Hwayeon tried to move her body. It was to see Lee Dojin who would be having his afternoon time martial arts match.

    “Ack!”

    And she had to sit back down, unable to fully raise her body due to the pain that rose again.

    “I told you not to overdo it.”

    “If Dojin wins this time, you two will fight next Monday anyway.”

    Baek Hwayeon’s eyes widened.

    “Oh, oh. That’s right.”

    At the beginning of the semester.

    The martial arts match that took place shortly after the Sword Empress became Lee Dojin’s instructor came to mind.

    She lost miserably then.

    ‘This time.’

    Wouldn’t she lose even more miserably?

    Baek Hwayeon couldn’t help but make such an assumption.

    Because even to her, Lee Dojin was too much of an outlier as a martial artist.

    “You never know until you try.”

    It was Ryu Jia’s words.

    “It was like that today too, wasn’t it?”

    Baek Hwayeon nodded her head greatly at those words.

    “That’s true.”

    The motivation she had lost for a very brief moment was revived by Ryu Jia’s words.

    “I have to leave at least one sword mark.”

    Baek Hwayeon steeled herself to give an affectionate sword stab.


    On the martial arts arena.

    Lee Dojin stared at the man in front of him.

    He stared at Kang Changhyung, the man who had knocked down Choi Bit-na the day before and was now standing here.

    “Yeah, there’s no way you’d lose to anyone else.”

    The blonde warrior, Kang Changhyung, glared at Lee Dojin.

    Fighting spirit erupted from Kang Changhyung’s entire body.

    “Dojin! Beat up that bastard! Aoh!”

    A very sharp voice echoed from the audience seats. The short-haired woman, Choi Bit-na, was shouting very energetically.

    And next to her, Spear King Lee Jigwang pressed his brow and lowered his head at the sight of his disciple.

    Choi Bit-na didn’t even notice that and continued to shout loudly.

    “Punch him like you did to the other guys!”

    Many people who had seen Choi Bit-na and Kang Changhyung’s martial arts match yesterday found this situation just funny.

    “Match begin!”

    The judge’s shout was heard.

    Lee Dojin raised his wooden sword.

    Unlike when dealing with other guys, this wasn’t someone who could be handled with just fists.

    Blue flames, strong energy of blue flame, condensed in Kang Changhyung’s fists.

    The two martial artists rushed towards each other.

    The martial arts of Heavenly Destruction rushed at Lee Dojin with a sound like thunderbolts striking.

    There was just one thing Kang Changhyung had over Lee Dojin.

    It was the fact that he had achieved 4-star inner power, one level above Lee Dojin.

    Thanks to the continuous consumption of spirit medicines from a young age due to his family, he had the fastest achievement in inner power advancement among the first years.

    And he intended to make the most of that advantage. Because overwhelming from the start was Kang Changhyung’s best chance at winning.

    Starting from the point where Kang Changhyung stepped forward, blue energy spread out in concentric circles.

    The concentric circles of blue flame surrounded the entire arena. Like a circular dome.

    The blue haze that had been rippling on Kang Changhyung’s back rose up all at once like needles.

    Indeed, fierce fighting spirit filled Kang Changhyung’s space.

    “I acknowledge you.”

    Kang Changhyung took one step forward. And threw one punch.

    “That’s why I’m pouring everything out.”

    The inner power in his dantian was suddenly depleted.

    Simultaneously with Kang Changhyung’s extended fist.

    About a hundred blue storm fists of the same shape rained down.

    The space of Heavenly Destruction that Kang Changhyung had created shot out fist strikes together according to his will.

    Lee Dojin’s body stretched like taffy.

    Pat!

    Every time Lee Dojin’s body disappeared with a flash of white light, the fist strike in front of him distorted one by one.

    Kwarung!

    With the sound of thunder.

    Destruction.

    He deliberately destroyed each and every fist strike one by one, which could have been avoided entirely just by shape-shifting evasion.

    To prevent any complaints about this martial arts match.

    He intended to demonstrate an overwhelming difference in skill.

    Soul Chasing and Moon Cleaving formed on the wooden sword annihilated all the rain of fist strikes.

    And finally, it bisected the space of Heavenly Destruction.

    “…Crazy bastard.”

    Kang Changhyung twisted the corners of his mouth and clenched both fists as if to crush them. The blue flame strong energy gathered in both hands rotated like spirals.

    White light and blue flame crossed dozens of times in the air. And at the end, lightning struck Kang Changhyung’s upper body.

    Kang Changhyung suddenly felt his vision tilting. His body slowly tilted downward.

    “This bastard… at least he kept up appearances.”

    Lee Dojin smiled slightly.

    Now only one match remained in the martial arts competition within the combat department.

    It was the match between Lee Dojin and Baek Hwayeon.

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