Chapter 142 Three Norns (1.1) (1/2)

At the same time, Yeon-woo activated his Shunpo and stuck Vigrid deep in the Martial King’s direction.

“Nice!”

The Martial King exclaimed and spun his body around. As he pushed Vigrid aside, he attacked Yeon-woo.

Yeon-woo quickly flapped his wings of fire and stepped back. The Martial King followed him right on his heel and Aegis popped out from Intrenian to block the Martial King.

Even if the Martial was strong, he couldn’t break Aegis. And since 6 different plates were spinning around, he slowed down.

Yeon-woo didn’t miss that chance and attacked the Martial King’s blind spot.

The Martial King realized what he was doing and responded to him. The Eight Extreme Fists unfolded in order.

Rumble, Bang!

Boom!

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Eight Extreme Fists collided with each other. Vigrid was confronted by a fist.

Yeon-woo did his best to swing Vigrid around.

Blood dripped from his bitten lips, and the veins in his Draconic Eyes were blood red. His Magic Circuit was hot from being overused.

But the Martial King didn’t let him off the hook. He responded to Yeon-woo’s attacks one by one without even batting an eyelash, and continued to push him in a corner. His attacks tested his limits and almost took his life.

Everytime he did that, Yeon-woo barely pulled together his Dragon Body and avoided the danger. And he focused to look for a chance to attack.

From far away, Phante and Edora shook their heads looking at the scene.

They were definitely training. But their surroundings were being reduced to trash.

Walls broke, and hills were becoming plains. The river that flowed by had dried out a long time ago because of the heat.

If they hadn’t set up Jinbup around them, then the Tower’s outside territory would’ve been a mess.

“…..He’s become an even bigger monster.”

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Phante let out a deep sigh.

***

“…..I lost.”

Yeon-woo plopped down with an extremely tired expression.

Tiredness and helplessness weighed him down. His warmed Magic Circuit was completely empty like it had never been filled with magic power before.

A week had already passed since the Martial King offered himself as a sparring partner for training.

Yeon-woo was planning on immediately climbing the Tower after some recovery.

However.

-Disciple? Even if you go, you should get checked by your teacher before you go, right?

Right before he left, Yeon-woo nodded at what the Martial King said.

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It was hard to deny his teacher, who wanted to see how much he learned, and he wanted to see how much stronger he had become with the Dragon Body.

So he started training with a light heart.

‘But I didn’t know it would end up like this.’

The Martial King required everything of Yeon-woo.

He didn’t speak. He just pushed him down with his immense strength and left him defenseless.

Like his life would really be in danger if he didn’t give it his all. The Martial King really pushed Yeon-woo like he was going to kill him.

So he had shown all his cards.

But Yeon-woo was able to completely understand his limits and what to do when he was met with them.

And he was able to show a greater strength than before.

And he considered it deeply.

If it was really okay to reveal himself like this.

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He still hadn’t shown the power of the Black Bracelet, which was his last card, but even showing the power of the Draconic species was a lot for Yeon-woo.

But Yeon-woo quickly folded those thoughts.

He thought of the Martial King at the time when he said he would leave the One-horned tribe. He still remembered his words not to forget the relationship between a teacher and their disciple.

On one hand, it was relieving.

It was still a bit uncomfortable, but the Martial King didn’t dig into it.

Like it didn’t have anything to do with him, he didn’t take any interest in it. And he didn’t accidentally let it slip anywhere else either.

He only focused on breaking it during the sparring.

So Yeon-woo was able to comfortably test his limits. He grew thanks to that, and even though only a week had passed, he was already more experienced,

The Martial King’s eyes were mixed with something else other than respect when he looked at Yeon-woo now.

Wariness.

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Not of a teacher to their disciple, but from a player to a player. The desire to break him with his skills was able to be seen.

The Martial King smirked seeing Yeon-woo had read his mind.

He was satisfied every time he saw his smart disciple understand more than what he taught.

But on one hand, he felt a bit bitter as well.

He had nothing else to teach him.