Chapter 216 – Unexpected Visitor
Seong-Il, who was planning to half-kill the real Choi Hyeon-Woo through the last cut of the bankruptcy priesthood. However, in a fleeting moment, when Choi Hyeon-woo restrains his body using telekinesis as if desperate, he looks at him with bewildered eyes.
“You bastard…!! The joke is over…!!”
Choi Hyun-woo raises one hand and aims it at Seong-il, then uses telekinesis on him. After briefly speaking to Seong-il with one eye, he prepares to attack Seong-il by using the body strengthening ability on his other hand.
‘That’s what I’m going to say.’
In fact, Seong-il waited only for this time and trained with Lee Ah-hyun for a week. He analyzes Choi Hyun-woo’s body using 『Emotion』.
‘… Mainly, there is a lot of power in the hands and danjeon. However, seeing that the acupuncture points on the soles of the feet are also highly developed, if you stimulate that area, you will definitely lose concentration.’
Now, I have been using it steadily in my daily life, so I am used to using it. Thanks to this, Seong-il was able to sense Choi Hyeon-woo’s weaknesses in an instant.
As soon as he grasps Choi Hyeon-woo’s weakness, he immediately thinks of ways to hinder him.
‘…Son, Danjeon is too conspicuous. Just as we planned before, we’re going to take a sneaky blow to the foot!!’
Thinking so, he pretends to be subdued by Choi Hyeon-woo and concentrates on his shadow.
Slurr…!!
Secretly wriggling, a shadow the size of a finger slipped out of Choi Hyun-woo’s floor. The shadows soon begin to gather strongly and change into an awl-like shape.
“What?!”
While Choi Hyun-woo was preparing to strike a powerful blow at Seong-il, who was overpowered by telekinesis, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and he flinched and twisted his body.
‘…It was eaten!’
The restraint of telekinesis that was released due to the loss of concentration due to pain. When Seong-il feels that the intangible bondage that had been hanging over him for a moment has been released, he immediately uses the imprinting magic to cast Haste.
‘Don’t kill me!!’
Seong-il was able to send his murderous intentions to the enemy since he had crossed the line several times in the game world. As he exudes a ruthless killing spirit uncharacteristic of a student, a different color appears on the face of Professor Cho Woo-young, who was watching their sparring.
“Hoo…”
However, his appearance doesn’t seem to stop at all. On the contrary, he only looked at Seong-il’s appearance as if it were interesting.
‘…Okay, the restraints of the body are freed!’
To be precise, it was just a situation where the binding power of telekinesis was temporarily weakened due to Choi Hyeon-woo’s blurred concentration, but Seong-il, who had strong physical abilities, was able to move freely enough with just that much.
‘The side effects are a bit big, but it’s a win-win!!’
Seong-il, who thought so, openly uses an active skill that doubles his daily strength for 10 minutes on the gauntlet.
‘Good…!!’
Seongil’s body became more free from restraints as the body’s strength was forcibly amplified. He thinks that he could have escaped from the restraints of telekinesis simply with the magic of Haste and Gauntlet.
“Where are you sick?”
“!!”
The time when Choi Hyeon-woo lost his concentration for a moment and released his psychokinesis. In front of his eyes, he sees the figure of Seong-il, who is rushing as if throwing his body away with a terrifying momentum.
“Oh man…!!”
Awesome!!!
“Ouch…!!”
Seong-Il straightened his body from head to shoulder and received Choi Hyeon-Woo. Choi Hyeon-woo let out a moan filled with pain as he felt the pain of his intestines being shaken by Seong-il’s torso headbutt, which rushed from a distance of only 3 meters.
‘It’s like this, he’ll beat me up so that he won’t do tricks on me again!’
Although it was unintentional, it was Seong-il who had experienced murder in another world, so when he harbored malice towards Choi Hyeon-woo, a deadly flesh began to ooze out of his body.
“!!”
Choi Hyun-woo, who had lost his mind halfway due to the pain of the bloody momentum, flinched and looked at his holy day with a look of astonishment.
“Bye.”
Barely using two psychic powers, he leaves a terrifying word for Choi Hyeon-woo, who is standing in the arena, and Seong-il gathers his powerful energy into his fist and prepares to slap him in the face.
“Ah… No… C…!”
“What’s wrong. Son of a bitch.”
After saying that, Seong-il swings his fist with all his might. In the first place, if the second confrontation comes to pass, there is no guarantee that he will win against Choi Hyeon-woo, who is not vigilant, so Seong-il punches him in the face without mercy, with the feeling that he will really destroy him.
Quaang!!
“Hmm… Seongil-gun, don’t you know that once you start sparring, it’s ‘moderately’?”
“!!”
Professor Jo Woo-young, who casually blocks the fist that has been coated with all kinds of buffs on his 5-star agility. Seong-il looks at him with a look of astonishment because he thought that even pro hunters would not be able to easily block his attack.
“Ohhh… You’re pretty sick?”
A professor muttering while clenching Seongil’s fist with his palm with his strange ability. He looks at Seong-il as if he is having fun while spewing out strange waves all over the place starting from the fist that touched Seong-il.
‘…Fuck, this is the power of an S-class hunter!!’
I heard that he was S-class only in words, but Seong-il felt the power of a professor for the first time. He clearly feels the overwhelming gap between him and himself in just one move.
‘Damn it…!!’
At the moment when he was embarrassed by the gap with the S-class hunter, Professor Cho Woo-young, who looked at Seong-il with a different look, said to him.
“Hmm… How do you think your life is cut with every single attack?”
“!!”
“Well, it’s hard to say that it’s hard to live, but it’s an attack like this that only comes out after going through a few real battles where you risk your life…”
“…”
Seong-il looks at him with a sense of crisis when he shows him digging into his own experiences in an instant.
“Well, anyway, that’s it. The sparring ends here.”
“…I know you didn’t intervene during sparring like this, right?”
Before awakening his fighting ability, Seong-il reprimanded him in a slightly angry tone, as he had feelings of resentment toward Woo-young Cho, who did not take care of himself as much as Hari calmly.
“That’s right, you didn’t come forward because there was no chance of you dying or being crippled before. However, looking at your hands today, if I hadn’t stepped out just now, Choi Hyeon-woo would have been at least crippled or dead. So, as a person in charge, such an unfortunate incident Shouldn’t we stop it, shouldn’t we?”
“…”
Seong-il, who was struck by his words, did not respond, and Jo Woo-young continued to talk to him with a unique chic expression.
“After this class, come to my professor’s office for a while.”
“…Yes?”
“Didn’t you understand what I was saying? Come to me after class.”
“…Suddenly?”
“You’ll know when you come. There’s a lot of people listening here. Anyway, you rest.”
“…”
At the professor’s words, Seong-il calmly returned to his seat with a hardened expression on his face, and after seeing him, Woo-yeong Cho approached Hyeon-woo Choi and said,
“Hyeonu-kun. You should have recovered from the shock if you stopped, so go back to your seat.”
“…Yes.”
Unlike the first time when he started fighting vigorously, Choi Hyun-woo, who had a slightly bewildered expression, looked at his holy day for a while and started to return to his seat.
‘…You bastard’s lucky.’
Like Go Yeong-tae, she tried to get rid of it by recuperating for at least half a year, but when the plan failed due to her professor, she grumbled and sat down.
“…Isn’t that too much?”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
When Lee Ah-hyun speaks to him as if slightly reprimanding him, Seong-il replies with her shameless expression. To him, Ah-hyun seems a bit worried and starts to follow her answer.
“…What are you talking about? You honestly just attacked Hyeonu Choi as if you were really going to kill him.”
“Well…? I’m not sure what you mean~”
“Ha…”
Lee Ah-hyun gives up on asking questions and shuts her mouth because she realized during the past week of living together that Seong-il doesn’t give an answer seriously when he starts answering in such an impudent tone.
Seong-il seems slightly stung by her appearance, and whispers to her in her ear.
“…I’ll tell you later.”
“Okay.”
Seong-il’s answer is quite understandable. Ahyeon nodded her head in agreement as if she had figured out that this was not a topic to talk about in a place where there were so many listeners.
“…”
And Choi Hyeon-woo’s expression when he sees the two of them is starting to rot. In the meantime, Seong-il, whose senses have become highly sensitive through 『Emotion』, Feels his gaze like a ghost and glares at Choi Hyeon-woo.
“What, why?”
“…”
Even though he has his own counter skills, he may have felt threatened by Sung-il’s fighting ability and murderous appearance.
‘…Not quite an idiot?’
After the bout, Choi Hyeon-woo doesn’t look down on Seong-il like before and looks at him with a very wary gaze, perhaps because of a major nose injury. Seong-il feels very sorry for his change of attitude.
‘Fuck… I should have smashed it today and turned it into a super corpse that would make it difficult to move for several months.’
Seong-il scratches his head and licks his lips in regret as he has some remorse(?), Thinking about how to resolve the conflict with Choi Hyeon-woo in the future.
“…With this, today’s sparring lesson will end here.”
“…Hmm?”
While I was thinking about other things, the Dalian class ended before I knew it. Seong-il gets up from his seat, wondering if the time has already passed.
“Han Seong-il.”
“Yes…?”
“You’ll have an interview with me right away.”
“Ah yes.”
Seong-il recalls that the devil asked him for an interview earlier.
He stood up from her seat with a bewildered expression and winked at Lee Ah-hyun, and she nodded her head and asked him to come.
“Hmm… No matter how you look at it…”
“…?”
And Oh Yu-ju looked at her with her suspicious expression, but her Lee Ah-hyun glared at her with a ferocious expression, and she flinched at the sight and eventually laid her eyes down. .
‘…They’re playing well.’
Thinking so, Seong-il calmly follows Professor Woo-young Cho to his office.
“Sit down.”
“Yes…”
Seong-il enters Jo Woo-hyeon’s office, which he has not been able to see before. The professor naturally puts the tea on the desk when he appears, and Seong-il bows his head slightly to show his respect and accepts the tea.
During that short and simple time, Seong-il realizes that he feels an unknown and strange tension.
‘…What? Why are you so embarrassed?’
A strange feeling of tension that I have never felt before. He looks at Jo Woo-young with a suffocating pressure and waits for his question.
“Yes… You show a very rapid growth in combat ability in less than a month? Seongil-gun.”
“Ah, yes… I happened to.”
“Whoops…”
“…Is that why you called me?”
“Well, there are things like that. There are other reasons too.”
“Any other reason…?”
“That’s right.”
At Jo Woo-hyeon’s words, Seong-il looks at him with a puzzled expression. Then, Jo Woo-hyun asks him a question with a relaxed expression, whether he read his expression.
“I’ll ask you straight forward. Earlier, when you were fighting with Hyeonu-kun. Did you use any new abilities aside from response and physical strengthening?”
“…!!”
Seong-il, despite using his ability with caution, is nervous at Jo Woo-young’s words, as if he had figured out his ability to shadow.
However, at that time, a prophecy to hide his abilities as much as possible came to Seong-il’s head, so he replied with a shameless expression.
“…What do you mean? I can only use two abilities, empathy and physical enhancement.”
“Hmm… Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“…That’s right.”
“…”
“Well, the probability of a person possessing an enhancement system bound by [Psychokinesis], Without any special ability, escaping from the bondage of psychokinesis converges to 0%… But if you’re like that, that’s probably the case.”
“Yes…”
“I just wanted to ask that. Have a cup of tea in front of you and go out.”
“Ah? Yes…”
Fortunately, Professor Jo Woo-young finishes the conversation without raising any major faults with Seong-il’s words. Seong-il is momentarily puzzled by that appearance, but tries to get up thinking that good is good.
At that time.
‘…Wait, did the 『Game Master』 Ask people around him to use 『Emotion』?
Seong-il suddenly came up with a prophecy and advice from the game master. Without thinking, he tries to use 『Emotion』 On Jo Woo-young.
‘…!!!!’
Then I felt a terrible pressure. Seong-il feels like he’s choking on the pressure and going crazy.
‘…How?!’
For a long time, Seong-il was unable to breathe and shivered under intense pressure. He desperately controls his emotions so as not to show his condition abnormality to Cho Woo-young, who is sitting and watching something with his back turned away from him.
‘Fuck…!!’
Fortunately, since he had felt similar fear in the world of fallen creator gods in the past, he quickly tried to calm his mind by reciting Taoist scriptures in his mind.
‘Huh… It’s barely eaten.’
Then, mysteriously, his mental state quickly calmed down. When the pressure is gone, he lightly holds up a teacup and pretends to drink tea, then continues to project his response to the professor without revealing it.
‘Oops…!!’
Then I felt intense discomfort and disgust. A terrible malice begins to emanate from him, as if it were the sum of all living disgusts.
‘Fuck… Fuck, what the hell is this feeling?!’
Seong-il instinctively realizes that this is the ‘unpleasant feeling’ the game master told him about. He also feels an intense fear overtake him at the same time.
‘…For some reason, I don’t think I should stay here.’
As an unknown fear gradually began to dominate his mind, Seong-il seemed to have to leave this place quickly, and after desperately managing his expression, he greeted Woo-young Jo and was about to leave.
“Tea, come on… Drink it… Drink it.”
“…Yes, let’s go.”
“Yes. Yes…”
I tried desperately, but my voice couldn’t be controlled. He swallows dry saliva lightly, picks up his bag with trembling hands, and starts to leave the professor’s office.
Bang!
Seong-il lightly closes the door and leaves the professor’s office. He gets out of the professor’s office and moves himself outside the school.
Fluff!!
When Seong-il came out without anyone, his tension was released and he sat down on the floor shaking his body and threw it away.
