Regressor Takes Everything

Caang! Chunk!

Sai Yan, ignoring the story of the two, proceeded to peel off the shackles from his arms and legs as easily as tape. Then, he stared at his messy bangs and scissored and moved his fingers. Suddenly, like real scissors, his hair was cut off and his face was revealed. His face, which had been hidden, could now be seen.

Perhaps it was because he hadn\'t seen the light of day for a long time, his pale skin and slightly sallow face. Although a bit of his original beauty remained, perhaps because of his unique atmosphere, he felt creepy rather than beautiful.

‘It’s not easy to look beautiful if you know the history.’

The incidents he committed before being put on probation in Gyosim-dong, and the actions he would commit after becoming the owner of one of the seven territories, ‘Toshin Branch’, were hard to see as normal people.

If he had to get the attention of a Sai Yan, he wouldn\'t have tried to recruit him even in death, but this time it was different. “I’m going to Cheonmu Palace starting today, so handle it that way.”

After talking briefly, Sai Yan followed Kim Jin-hyuk down the field and the atmosphere changed subtly. Sai Yan, who was once one of the most promising prospects and a priest of Zhao Xinku, the owner of Cheonmu Palace, would leave Cheonmu Palace and follow Seongjin\'s student?

This was an absolutely unacceptable situation. “Come here right now….”

“Now. I put off the story that seems to be complicated and finish it with sparring.”

Kang Yoo-sik, who had managed to cut Liang Jin\'s words off, quickly climbed up to the top of the arena and looked down. “Or, shall we give up and end it like this?”

“….”

Liang Jin twisted her eyes at Kang Yoo-sik\'s response, and after a brief exchange of glances with Ba Yun-fa, she immediately stood on top of the arena. Seong-jin wouldn\'t be returning home tomorrow, so she decided to postpone the Sai Yan-related work until later.

“You will regret it.”

“I hear that often.”

Kang Yoo-sik, who had freed her throat, looked at Ryangjin and loosened her throat. “It has never been done.”

“…” Liang Jin, her eyes cold, drew her sword without saying a word, and Kang Yoo-sik also took it and drew the sword that came up and took a stance.

‘The momentum is quite sharp.’

A great figure that would not be lacking even compared to a mid-level A-class hunter. Of course, even if you could use magic or some equipment, you could just handle it, but this time you have to use only martial arts.

‘I’m a little nervous.’

Since he was fighting in something that was not his area of expertise, he felt quite nervous even though it was not a big deal. Moreover, it was all the more so in that he did not know what the other side was aiming for.

‘Striking the neck using sparring as an excuse… It would be impossible.’

With Han Moo-jin and Lao Chang watching, it was virtually impossible to aim for the neck during sparring with Liang Jin’s skills. In the end, seeing this couple was the purpose itself, but what the hell was the reason?

‘…For a moment. Seeing Dalian?’

Originally, Liang Jin\'s only intention was to drag herself into friendly couples. It was her own choice that he declared that she would fight using only martial arts. What if the other side\'s intention here was to see what their ‘magic\' level was?

If so, wouldn\'t it make some sense to make such a provocation?

‘And if the reason I want to check my magic skills is related to the heavenly forces… It\'s not an impossible story.\'

Kang Yoo-sik was interested in a hypothesis that had popped into his head. Meanwhile, Liang Jin\'s eyes twisted when she read the sign. ‘They say they show their composure with me in front of them…?’

They hadn’t clashed in earnest yet, but they were drawing their weapons and aiming at each other. You didn’t know when or how it could turn into a battle situation, but how could you show that kind of composure?!

Liang Jin\'s eyes twisted at the fact that she was not even recognized as an opponent, let alone an adversary. The two people who thought they couldn\'t lose were in a row and had been ignored from the front.

As a disciple of Zhao Xinku and one of the most promising prospects in the Imperial Palace, Liang Jin was treated like she had never experienced before, and for the first time, Liang Jin felt like her reason was boiling.

‘Then… I\'ll make you feel that way too.\'

Liang Jin\'s posture while holding the sword changed, and her momentum changed accordingly. A terrifying feeling of pressure squeezing the air around.

Huuuung. All of the disciples looked at him with surprised expressions at the sudden change. “I- What is that?”

"I don\'t know. It\'s the first time I’ve seen this…?”

Even the students who have been active with Liang Jin were seeing this attitude for the first time. Seeing this, the Blue Dragon master, Ba Yun-fa, widened his eyes. “Liang Jin. That\'s….”

It was an arcane method that should not be practiced here. Ba Yun-fa immediately intervened and tried to stop it, but before she could move her steps, a terrifying pressure set in.

‘Do not intervene before the victory or defeat is decided.’ Lao Chang, who thought that Ba Yun-fa was acting suspiciously, blocked his path, and in the meantime, Liang Jin’s momentum sharpened even more. Murderous intentions were being driven by the tip of the sword.

At the indescribable momentum, everyone gathered in the arena looked surprised, and Kang Yoo-sik did the same. ‘That….’

At that moment Kang Yoo-sik’s eyes widened at the momentum that flowed out of Liang Jin’s posture. His figure disappeared above Huung\'s arena. As if time had cut out, Liang Jin rushed in front of him, and the sword in his hand drew a grotesque sword path and poured out.

A bizarre swordsmanship that anyone who had seen it for the first time would never be able to avoid. Lao Chang\'s eyes widened as he felt a sense of alienation as if someone else had played it out on his behalf.

‘No way!’ Kang Yoo-sik would die from Liang Jin’s sword! The moment when Lao Chang, who instinctively understood that, was about to step in between the two.

Kaang—

Kang Yoo-sik’s sword blocked the sword that soared up from under his chin. “…What?"

He was surprised that his attack was blocked, and the accident stopped at the point that the sword method did not continue. When Liang Jin froze over the sight that could never be. Kang Yoo-sik moved before the gap disappeared.

An S-class skill was collected from Kim Jin-hyuk. The strong energy at the tip of Liang Jin\'s sword flowed naturally through Kang Yoo-sik\'s sword towards its tip. It was a counter skill that drained the opponent\'s attack and returned it. However, at this rate, the counterattack would be blocked by that sword technique, so Kang Yoo-sik then activated another skill.

‘Stream Change.’

The S-class skill collected from Lee Byung-ho was activated, and the power gathered at the tip of the sword was transferred to the palm of his hand before he knew it. It was a type of technology that could naturally change the flow of the body.

As a result, Liang Jin\'s movement, which was trying to block the sword, stopped for a moment. Tou-woong!

A shot was fired at that thread-like gap.

Kwaaaang!! Liang Jin\'s body was thrown out of the arena and hit the wall, which made everyone look shocked. That was because the last thing they saw was obviously the scene of Kang Yoo-sik dying, but what actually unfolded was the exact opposite!

“How….”

In particular, seeing the scene right in front of her eyes, Yun-fa couldn\'t believe it. The sword that Liang Jin unleashed just now was Zhao Shinku\'s teacher and the strongest hunter. It was because it was a non-sword method created by the Master of the Baekcheon Sword!

‘To destroy that sword method the first time you saw it….’

Even if Zhao Shinku’s achievements were a bit lacking, it was absolutely impossible due to the nature of the non-sword method. If it were the same situation, even Ba Yun-fa, the owner of the Blue Dragon, would never have been able to avoid injury. When both those who knew the circumstances and those who did not know are all frozen.

Kang Yoo-sik, who held out his palm, muttered while hiding his frightened expression. ‘I can\'t believe that Baekcheon Sword Master\'s sword technique will suddenly come out….’

It was also called a one-sighted soul because people who saw it for the first time would die without even realizing its identity. The reason Kang Yoo-sik was able to block it was very simple. It was because he had personally seen this sword technique in the process of preparing to deal with the Baekcheon sword master.

‘I thought my heart was really falling.’

When Kang Yoo-sik, who faced the swordsman who almost killed himself, was making a chilling expression.

Quaang! The door to the arena opened loudly. What appeared was Zhao Xinku with a hard expression on his face. As soon as he entered, Kang Yoo-sik realized that his gaze was directed at him, and his eyes shone slightly.

‘I was looking at it as expected.’

Perhaps he was surprised to see that he avoided the swordsmanship of Baekcheon Sword Master while spying on the sparring using some method. “…Liang Jin.”

“Yes, yes!” Liang Jin, who had been wriggling against a wall at Zhao Xinku\'s cold call, hurriedly stood up and prostrated herself. Just looking at her whole body shaking, it was difficult to say that she was in a normal state, but she forced his body into position.

“Tell me what happened now.”

Seeing that, Liang Jin bit her lip and bowed her head deeply. “I provoked cadet Kang Yoo-sik to induce a friendly sparring, and then I was defeated.”

Zhao Xinku looked at Liang Jin\'s answer with cold eyes and spoke in a cold voice. “As of today, Jin Liang will be put on probation for one year in Gyosim-dong. And I will demote you to 7 stars.”

Zhao Xinku\'s declaration made everyone in the arena look surprised, and Ba Yun-fa shouted in a puzzled voice. “Oh, my lord! That\'s too….”

“Blue Dragon Danju. Transfer Liang Jin to Gyosim-dong right now.”

Ba Yun-fa lowered her eyes and head at the resolute Zhao Xinku\'s response. "All right."

Xinku’s looked back at Kang Yoo-sik. Then he came forward and immediately bowed his head deeply. “I am really sorry.”

It was a neat apology without any excuses. Considering Zhao Xinku’s social position, it was a very unconventional act and all the disciples who actually saw it made shocked expressions. Cheonmu Palace, which was one of the most influential not only in Cheonmu but also in China as a whole, bowed down to students from other countries! In normal times, Zhao Xinku\'s majesty was strongly placed among his disciples, so it caused a greater shock.

“It happened because I didn’t manage my disciples properly. Please forgive me.”

Kang Yoo-sik looked down at the back of his head with strange eyes at Zhao Xinku\'s repeated apologies. ‘Are you going like you didn’t know at all?’

That was why he organized the situation and began to clean up the trouble. It was not a bad method, but it was a little lacking to completely relieve the mood on this side. "Yes… Well, that\'s right….”

Kang Yoo-sik\'s ambiguous answer made the atmosphere slightly chilly. From the point of view of his disciples, Zhao Xinku, who reminded them of the sky, bowed his head and apologized, but such an ambiguous reaction.

He could have gnashed his teeth with the red ban, but Kang Yoo-sik looked at him calmly. It was because he meant that he had an advantage just by running to this place after seeing it secretly in the first place. “…I would like to talk about the details separately. Could you please give me a minute?”

“I see. Oh, before that….”

Kang Yoo-sik glanced at Sai Yan next to Kim Jin-hyuk, then and Zhao Xinku. “The person who just dropped out of Cheonmu Palace said he would go with my friend no matter what. Can I stay at our accommodation for a while?”

“….”

Looking at Sai Yan, Zhao Xinku flashed her eyes, but she didn\'t wink, only looking at Kim Jin-hyuk. Upon looking at that figure, Zhao Xinku let out a slight sigh and nodded. "Yes. You do.”

"Thank you for caring for me. Then sir. Please take good care of the guests.”

"OK." Kang Yoo-sik, who received Sai Yan neatly, looked at Zhao Xinku with a satisfied expression.

“Then let’s go.”

* * *

With Lao Chang accompanying him, Kang Yoo-sik moved to the main chamber of the Emperor\'s Palace and sat down on the sofa to face him. Unlike Tao Fei\'s office, the room is modernly decorated. It had a similar feel to Seong-jin\'s academy director\'s office, but it was neater than Yoon Hee-jin\'s.

“Once again, I deeply apologize for my disciple’s negligence. I\'m really sorry."

Kang Yoo-sik shook his head at the sight of Xinku lowering his head once again. “It could be that with young blood. I was more at fault for not responding in an adult way.”

It was quite a strange picture for Kang Yoo-sik, who was now 17 years old, to say that about Liang Jin, who was in his mid-twenties, but Zhao Xinku didn\'t feel the difference.

In fact, Kang Yoo-sik\'s dignity and behavior itself were at a level that made it impossible to think that he was 17 years old. “Even so, it is a big mistake to lead a probationary student in Gyosim-dong to a friendly match. I will definitely hold you accountable for this incident.”

Seeing Zhao Xinku continuously apologizing, Kang Yoo-sik looked at him with a slightly unexpected expression. ‘It comes out with a lower posture than I thought…?’

He thought he would just apologize a few times and end it, but why did it come out like this? When Kang Yoo-sik was puzzled by the incomprehensible appearance. "I… … But there is one thing I would like to ask you.”

"Yes?"

“The last sword my apprentice unleashed. Do you remember?” Kang Yoo-sik’s eyes flashed at Zhao Xinku’s question, and he naturally nodded.

"Yes. I remember.”

“….” Zhao Xinku, who had been pondering over Kang Yoo-sik’s answer, asked with an uncharacteristically cautious expression. “Have you ever seen that sword anywhere else?”

After hearing Zhao Xinku’s question, Kang Yoo-sik finally realized what had happened. ‘Indeed. Isn\'t that what Zhao Xinku was surprised to see from the beginning?\'

Those who saw it for the first time saw Kang Yoo-sik blocking the master\'s sword technique, which they could never react to, and asked if they were related. Kang Yoo-sik, who read the fear deeply engraved in Zhao Xinku’s eyes, suddenly remembered a response he had heard before returning.

‘I don’t disdain going on an affair in pursuit of nothingness. I just can\'t understand. That\'s why I don\'t give them a chance to try again.\' The monstrous old man muttered indifferently as he cut off the head of a catastrophic demon.

At the time, he thought it was just an answer that exuded self-confidence, but now, looking at Zhao Xinku, he had a realization. ‘The Master of the Hundred Thousand Swords does not understand cheating and immortality.’

And his disciple, Zhao Xinku, was afraid that the fact that he was supporting the Heavenly Army researching immortality would be known! Kang Yoo-sik, who found the leash attached to Zhao Xinku, who was moving wildly, smiled inwardly and looked at Lao Chang. “Will you wait outside for a moment?”

"All right."

When Lao Chang left, Zhao Xinku looked at him with a more tense expression, and Kang Yoo-sik looked at his expression. ‘That monstrous old man is scary.’

In a sense, it made sense. This was because there was only one person in the world who didn\'t fear him among those who learned something from the old man or competed with him.

‘Ruler. What do you say here?’ It hadn’t been a long time, but Kang Yoo-sik had studied a human named Baekcheon Sword Master. He observed from a distance, gathered rumors, and even traveled together, albeit for a short time.

That was why he was confident that he knew what kind of person he was, and he was able to know how far he was at an appropriate level. “To answer the swordsmanship you mentioned earlier….”

Kang Yoo-sik then looked at Zhao Xinku and smiled slightly. “I received it from someone who served as my teacher for a while.”

Even if he actually faced the Baekcheon Sword Master in the future, there would be no problem. The response made Zhao Xinku’s eyes wide open. His face was white enough to show no semblance of dignity.