Eight Trigrams was the power that the Martial King had completed after pushing his Eight Extreme Fists to the limit. Yeon-woo wanted to imitate the power with his Sword Strengthening. He gathered Consciousness in the vestige of the Magic Bayonet, replicating the movements he remembered.

There was an intense glow of Aura, but nothing happened. The light at the end of the Aura began to fall apart like a sandcastle destroyed by a wave, scattering easily into particles. Yeon-woo muttered to himself as he looked at the quiet Magic Bayonet. “As I thought, it doesn’t work.”

The Martial King had once told him, “It’s not your path.” At the time, he hadn’t understood what the Martial King was talking about. He thought that there was something wrong with the way he did things, and so he tried to find other ways to push through, even asking Galliard to help him open Wind Path.

However, the more he trained his Consciousness and learned to control his body, Yeon-woo began to understand the Martial King’s meaning. ‘Eight Trigrams and the Martial Extremes...