“My strength?”

His brother’s journal didn’t contain any information about the high rankers’ skills, but it didn’t matter because Yeon-woo wanted to see it for himself, and now he had a rare opportunity to witness the strength of the Martial King, who was at peak of the Nine Kings.

“Geez. Being a teacher really isn’t easy. Hm. What should I show you?” Instead of finding Yeon-woo’s many requests annoying, the Martial King saw it as a sign of confidence. Also, he thought it would be a good chance to show off a fancy move.

A long time ago, he had been called “the Walking Archive” because he knew so many types of Mugong and mastered quite a few of them. Since the Mugong he was planning on teaching Yeon-woo was the Eight Extreme Fists, he figured he’d give Yeon-woo a little preview. “I don’t usually show this to other people, and I’m doing this just for you, so watch closely. This is a part of the Eight Extreme Fists called ‘Break Heaven’.”

The Martial King got into position, and the atmosphere suddenly grew heavier. Crash! Yeon-woo fixed his Draconic Eyes on the Martial...