episode_0039

“Oh my god, shit.”

[Are you okay, my lady?]

He tried to stand up, spitting out curses and a gush of blood.

But it was impossible.

Both arms were gone. The left foot didn’t exist below the hips.

A strongly pressed abdomen.

All that remains is the right foot.

I could barely sit down, let alone stand up.

And that too while crawling on the ground ugly.

I see a lot of students in the distance.

But no one seems willing to help.

All there was was a look of shock, surprise, and a hint of awe on their faces.

“Get up!”

“Fuck, where the hell is that crazy guy forcing 3/4 Ototake to wake up?”

The being in front of me is urging me to stand up.

It is none other than Cheonma.

The Heavenly Horse, with its overwhelming presence, was looking down at me, its wings splitting apart.

A scene of sudden, unreasonable violence.

The story that led up to this point was about a few hours ago.

***

As Cheonma and I exchanged lottery tickets, Cheonma spoke again.

Although the eyes were sunken and the area around them was dark due to dark circles.

“From today, I hereby acknowledge Mr. Cheon Michael Jackson as the true Cheonma.”

The voice was clearer than ever.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheonma’s eyes began to fill with tears.

I guess it would be hard to forget the emotion of Michael Jackson.

“Then, Your Majesty, please sign here.”

“Okay. I’ll sign. Michael Jackson is a true genius.”

We quickly received the Hyeoncheonma HACCP certification mark.

As soon as Cheonma finished signing, he looked at me.

“Even though you are younger than me, I will consider you my teacher because you have taught me true lessons.”

“That’s too much praise. Rather, I’m grateful that you recognized me!”

Everything was fortunate.

only.

“If you have learned something, you must give back. So this time, I will be your teacher.”

“……Huh?”

If only that hadn’t happened again.

Two reactions follow.

One is the students’ exclamations. The other is Jeong Ah-yeon’s envy.

I thought I misheard.

no.

I must have misheard.

“Brother! No, Heavenly Demon! What are you talking about?”

“That’s exactly right. My master has enlightened vision, but he is too weak to live in the world.”

Unfortunately, I heard correctly.

Cheonma, who drives a wedge into Professor Pil-Yong.

Then Professor Pil-Yong presents a very reasonable rebuttal.

“Then what are you going to do as a hunter! If you’re not here, who will take care of those monsters!”

“Is there any point in a world that relies solely on me? Even if I don’t have you, I should be able to stop the monster!”

“No, but even Ryu Kang-hyeok retired, and even Cheon-ma…”

“Don’t worry. Most monsters are more than enough with the current active-duty soldiers. If it’s really urgent, I’ll go.”

“Ha……Let’s talk.”

Of course, no rebuttal was accepted.

An agreement reached by Professor Pil-Yong and Cheon-Ma after a bit of a struggle.

Cheonma will only stay at the academy for about two weeks and then return to being a hunter.

Naturally, my doctor was not included.

“My lord, wait a minute. Why me?”

“I heard that you lost your left arm while strengthening your body.”

“No, shit. How did you know that?”

“I heard about you who destroyed the drones.”

However, there are not many people who know that he lost his left arm.

Seeing that he knew that much, it was clear that he had really come to plot against me.

“In particular, he also defeated the Maggal race.”

“Oh, you know that too.”

“Yeah. The bold regime using Man-geun-chu is impressive, but the language of another race comes out of his mouth.”

[I also think this body is amazing. How can a pig and a human mate?]

‘This is also a human possibility, so it’s a hymn to humanity, right?’

But Cheonma also had the right mindset.

Because they treated Maggal as a different race, not as humans.

It definitely wasn’t a human baby.

“However, your skills are clearly limited, so I will personally become your teacher.”

“Thank you for your kind words, but I must politely decline. How could I possibly hold on to someone who is busy?”

“That’s okay. I will teach you as your teacher for two weeks.”

When I saw Cheonma secretly insisting without refusing, I got a strong feeling.

That also feels kind of fucked up.

“……Be honest. You want to beat me up a little because I teased you at first, right? ”

“……How could that be?”

Cheonma slightly avoided my gaze.

I asked Cheonma again, who refused to make eye contact with me.

“You don’t have any intention of beating me?”

“Not a little, but a lot.”

“Fuck.”

In the end, it was Cheonma who claimed to be my teacher half because he wanted to beat me.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheonma left the classroom.

As soon as Cheonma left, one person quickly ran to me.

“Confucius! Confucius really got the best opportunity!”

“No, fuck. I just want to live in peace, catching mobs.”

It was none other than Jeong A-yeon.

Jeong Ah-yeon opened her mouth and looked at me with eyes filled with envy.

“A special lecture by Cheonma-nim! Confucius made all the dreams of the warriors come true!”

“Fucking dreams, I think I’m going to die.”

“I’m so touched and envious! I wish my girlfriend had this opportunity too!”

“……Are you listening to me?”

Somehow, it felt like he wasn’t listening to me at all, as if we weren’t communicating.

When I looked again, Jeong A-yeon was staring into space with her eyes wide open, lost in her own thoughts.

It really looks like you didn’t even listen to what I said.

Meanwhile, Hyeji, who was next to me, started to show her worries towards me.

“Shinwoo, can you win? Make a fire punch for me?”

“Sigh. Let’s give it a try. But you’re still human anyway.”

It’s something that can’t be avoided anyway.

But this time I even grabbed the stick.

No matter what you do, the hunter will just be there.

If you strengthen your body while fighting, there will be no problem.

[I don’t feel so good.]

‘Okay, I’ll go. Wait. The human Baekjeong Kim Shin-woo is going.’

however.

A little later.

I realized that that thinking was completely wrong.

***

The moment the actual training session began, Cheonma entered the training ground.

The students who were catching the monster turned into onlookers as soon as they saw the appearance of the Heavenly Horse.

Of course, I skipped all the training.

Besides, there seemed to be quite a lot of onlookers.

Looking back, I saw that students from other grades, second and third year students, and even professors had come to watch.

While I was struggling to figure out how to strengthen my body, Cheonma suddenly started walking towards me.

When I noticed, Cheonma was already waiting for me on the other side.

[It’s time to fight.]

‘Ha, you little shit. You’re really here.’

“No, why is a pro interfering with a trainee’s game?”

“Didn’t I tell you? I’ll teach you.”

“What are you teaching? You just came here to beat me unilaterally.”

“……Start quickly.”

Cheonma, who must have acknowledged the one-sided timing, urged me to start quickly.

Anyway, the class isn’t over yet.

The option of running away has long since disappeared.

He quietly packed his weapons.

This weapon is a mace and a spiked gauntlet.

It was a fairly simple weapon for fighting a Heavenly Horse.

“Don’t give in to the first attack. Come at me!”

“If you take it that far, you are truly unscrupulous.”

I put strength into my legs and run towards Cheonma.

The distance narrowed in an instant.

He quickly swung his mace from top to bottom and hit the horse’s head.

It would have been enough power if the acceleration was carried out as is.

– Bang!

It didn’t seem to be very effective against Cheonma.

What you hear is a sound like steel being struck.

It was a heavenly horse standing still, and instead, I felt a slight tingling sensation in my right hand.

“No, why are all their heads made of vibranium?”

[You! I’ll be right here!]

Cheonma, who laughs fiercely and swings his right arm around the government.

Following the warning voice in my head, I turned to the right, retrieving my mace in advance.

– BANG!!!

The place where I was was ruled by the Heavenly Demon’s regime.

After a few seconds of pause, the wind pressure builds up around that location.

It was quite powerful.

To avoid being pushed away, I brace myself with my legs and step on the horse’s bent left thigh with my right foot.

At that moment, the left fist of the Heavenly Demon was thrust out to chase me.

[That’s dangerous too!]

‘What the hell is this, every single shot is instant death.’

Using your right foot as a stepping stone, grab the horse’s shoulder with your left hand and jump into the air, doing a somersault.

At the same time, the fist of the Heavenly Demon was thrown out.

The pressure of the wind on the back of my head makes me feel chills without me knowing it.

‘Ugh, I couldn’t have avoided this if my physical specs hadn’t gone up.’

He brings down the mace again with great force, carrying the spin of the somersault.

This time, the place we are aiming for is the crown of Cheonma.

– bang!!!!!!!!

A louder metallic sound is heard than before.

A mace that shatters along with it.

Of course, Cheonma was fine.

The moment when the body is thrown forward in the air.

My eyes met with Cheonma’s through the flying pieces of mace.

“You look like a rat!”

“Fucked, damn it.”

He discards the mace, leaving only the handle, and grabs the lush hair of the Heavenly Horse with his left hand.

Immediately clench your left hand and lift your body back into the air as it falls to the ground.

In simple terms, I grabbed the horse’s head and rode the swing.

Then, a look of bewilderment begins to appear on Cheonma’s face.

“You! Wait a minute! Your head!”

At that moment, a mirror fragment was created as the number above Cheonma’s head went up.

Through the fragments, I quickly confirmed the future that Cheonma experienced before his regression.

That future was short.

‘I’ hit the temple with my knee.

And then he attacks her again with his fist, and then he just pulls out her hair with his left hand.

I quickly come back to reality and pull the left arm that was grabbing my hair just like I saw earlier.

My body instantly becomes closer to the head of the Heavenly Horse.

At that moment, I recall myself hitting my temple with my knee in the future before I returned.

The head of a heavenly horse that cannot be scratched even by a mace.

But in the future before the regression, my knee kick worked.

One conclusion that comes from this.

‘I guess it was because of the physical strengthening.’

You have to lose anyway to win.

Attempt to strengthen your body in a way that has never been done before.

The target to be strengthened is the right leg.

Carefully drain the foreign body from the heart.

In the sense of creating a shallow stream.

I feel the fluid flowing evenly all the way to the tips of my toes.

And it ends with the fluid returning back to my heart.

He immediately swings his knee towards Cheonma’s temple.

Short, but intense.

‘Success in Dancha! I’m a bitch now! ”

– Bam!!!!!!!

A proper impact sound.

It was different from before.

But I still wasn’t satisfied.

Because in the future before regression, I definitely hit with my right fist too.

So this time I started strengthening my right arm.

But there was one problem.

That’s because he was strengthening his right arm.

– Boom!!!!!

“Mommy, what the fuck.”

Because my right elbow exploded.

Perhaps due to the excitement of success, it seemed like he was unable to control the amount of magic power.

‘Yeah, fuck. What the hell am I?’

[You don’t fit in with the steps. You fit right in with the ceiling.]

Eventually, further attacks are in vain.

All that’s left is to fall from the air to the ground.

At the same time, the red number above Cheonma’s head goes up by one.

The price of failure was high.

Because Cheonma, who saw that my attacks were not continuing, immediately threw his fist.

– Phew!!!!!!!!!!

The real power of Cheonma is to hit the stomach straight in the face.

The good news is that the ship was not punctured.

The bad news is that both my left arm and my left leg were ripped off.

The body that had been hit began to fly to the end of the training ground at incredible speed.

It was a momentum that far exceeded the writer’s expectations.

Thank you, Midori.

***

So, back to the very beginning.

Finally, the sparring system shuts down and the limbs begin to return to normal.

But I’m still sitting, unable to get up.

“Don’t live lying down! Get up and die!”

“No, how can your body be that strong?”

“This body’s self-defense mechanism cannot be pierced by a piece of iron like that.”

“…Is it because of you that all the drones use strange words?”

“…Shut up.”

The fact that the unmanned people have a slightly different taste is probably because of Cheonma.

I got up quietly because I felt like I would be forced to sit up if I sat down any longer.

At that moment, Cheonma mutters something while thinking deeply.

“But your movements. I’ve seen it somewhere. You look like a kid I hate.”

“Uh…who are you?”

At that moment, Cheonma’s expression became grim and he began to grind his teeth.

It was definitely a celestial horse.

The sound of teeth gnashing echoed throughout the training ground.

” Ryu Kang -hyuk

“Is that fucking grinding called ‘Cheonmaigal-i (天魔Grinding)’?”

“Do you think you can attach the Heavenly Demon to anything with the Heavenly Demon Art?”

“What the hell is Cheonma Shingong in the first place!”

The devil gives me a sharp gaze.

I also return the same gaze and scold Cheonma.

“Whether it’s taking power or breathing, aren’t you just a handyman who calls everything a heavenly horse?”

“Go!!!!!!!!!!”

It was a heavenly horse shouting for the training ground to leave.

But he still continues to complain, as if his anger has not subsided.

“Female Cheonma too!!! Doing anything and getting Cheonma attached too!! The world is crazy!!”

“Ah, but there is a name change that only female Cheonma can use.”

“What is that?”

Cheonma glared at me with his arms crossed as if telling me to speak.

I confidently and clearly stated the solemnity of the female Cheonmaman.

“Heaven’s Demon Catch Jeong (魔羅搾精).”

“I’ll kill you.”

[This is fucked.]

It was the Heavenly Horse that immediately activated the training ground and shouted at me.

[Then why do you buy it and sell it!]

‘But that doesn’t mean you can say it’s a male Cheonma technique.’

If a man really wants to write it.

I hope you go to J Platform.