Academy Dropout Is Too Strong

8. Surado (2)

In my previous life, I didn’t actively roam the campus. because there was no time for that.

This was true even though he took fewer lectures compared to other cadets.

Because whenever I had free time, I locked myself in the practice room.

Having too little internal energy served as an opportunity to drastically reduce the radius of my activity.

Because I went to a school where only first-class students were immediately expelled, I had to somehow build up my skills and become a master at the peak.

Even in my case, I didn’t have enough credit to the point where I wondered how I got into leading, so I just worked all day with only the lowest grades.

Therefore, I did not actively move around the campus and rarely met other students.

On the other hand, I had nothing to do with Cheon Yu-ha, who filled the timetable as tightly as possible.

Still, due to a required major such as ‘Basic Combat Guidance Theory’, not only did we take classes together, but we often ran into each other in the hallway.

‘hi.’

‘Yes, how are you?’

At that time, we only knew each other face-to-face, exchanging business-like greetings.

There was no humor or romance at all, just acquaintances.

But it didn’t seem that way to some lunatic.

‘Uh-huh, so-hyeop. How was your meditation today? If you didn’t, please apologize for the disloyalty of speaking to the Demonic Sect’s minor master as a weakling.’

‘… … ?’

Even if it’s not, I’m stressed because I haven’t built up my energy, so I wondered why it was like this.

What kind of fight is this when you’re not even close to me?

Still, since it wasn’t a severe swear word, it flowed into one ear moderately.

‘Uh-huh, why are you talking recklessly to our noble schoolmaster!’

However, after running into Chun Yu-ha, he spit out bullsh*t like that, so even if he didn’t like it, he had no choice but to notice.

He fell in love with Chun Yu-ha, the heir to the Demonic Cult, on the subject of this crazy bastard, a Shaolin monk called the leader of the political faction.

‘Crazy bastard.’

Later, I heard that he confessed to Chun Yu-ha and was kicked, and that he was kicked physically while making a fuss.

At the time, I couldn’t say anything because I was weak, but Chun Yu-ha took revenge instead.

Of course, even when the opportunity to take revenge came, he was not a saint enough to blindly reject it.

“Okay, I will kill you.”

A bald man with a sad expression returned to his place after submitting his group to his homeroom teacher.

Iljin guy, it seemed uncomfortable because it seemed to work differently than I thought.

While I was thinking about how to cook him for a while, I heard a commotion from afar.

– Just shoot him in the head!

-yes?! How do you shoot!

– I’ll avoid it!

– No, then what if you die?

-Okay! Even if an arrow is pierced, people do not die easily! ruler! shoot!!

-Mi, crazy b*tch!

Chun Yu-ha was arguing with an elf archer, asking her to shoot her in the head with an arrow. Come to think of it, the two of us were pretty close in our past lives.

When I saw something like that, I thought that what was supposed to happen happened exactly as it was.

“Well, you are playing well.”

I looked at the elf and Chun Yu-ha holding on to each bow and fighting each other, then looked away.

This time, please don’t be weird like in your previous life, the moment you turned your head hoping that you were doing well.

“… … uh?”

I felt an eye somewhere.

It wasn’t such a simple feeling that someone was looking at it. The feeling of being pierced through the soul.

I turned my head, feeling a sense of déjà vu from the sensation I once experienced.

“… … Master?”

***

Without anyone noticing, the woman leaning against the railing on the second floor suddenly tilted her head.

“Oh, we met eyes.”

***

“Eternity frost.”

Death Knight put his hand on his shiny hair.

The dark blue aura created by the nightmare of the frigid cold started from the head and disappeared all over the body.

Feeling helpless, Iljin clenched his fists for no reason and frowned.

‘… … I was just trying to tell you the subject, but what kind of trouble is this?’

The simmering energy was cut away in an instant. I wonder if my body was this heavy, and I didn’t have the strength to go in, and I couldn’t use my energy well.

It feels like going back to the old days.

It fell to the same level as the guy who was smiling brightly in front of what was so good.

‘Damn it.’

Cursing the cunning guy in front of him, Iljin sighed and washed his face dry.

… … Yes, the opponent is a top-notch scum who farts at the young schoolmaster anyway. On the other hand, he is the peak martial artist at the peak of maturity.

Hands—I can achieve a landslide victory without using fists and jang, and only using my feet.

Even if the conditions are the same, the realm is different. Rather, it was safe to say that he had an excuse to play with him.

‘I’ll trample on you.’

Having made up his mind like that, Iljin soon regained his composure and said with a benevolent smile.

“It is said that Iljin is one of the three great disciples of Shaolin Temple. I learned Geumgang Kwon and Geumgangjang, and with Choi Si-ju this time, he is uncomfortable with both arms, so I plan to do only each method.”

At those words, the students in the same class, who were expecting the Shaolin Temple prospect’s skills, either tilted their heads or nodded.

Even in the 21st century, when it comes to Shaolin Temple, it is known as a prestigious temple.

It was a pity that I couldn’t see the main martial arts, but I must have thought that I would be able to see the level of fragmentation with each method.

Iljin shrugged at the gaze of the people gathered around him.

‘So what do you have? Only first-class unmanned! The subject of the 298th grade ranking!’

There is a world-wide difference from himself, who is ranked 27th in the entrance exam at the peak of Shaolin Temple.

Iljin looked at the first-class fighter in front of him with a proud expression.

And Choi Kang-jun suddenly glanced somewhere and quietly recited.

“Choi Kang-joon. I learned Taegeukmu.”

“Taegeukmu?”

It wasn’t even Tai Chi, it looked like he had learned some trivial stuff somewhere.

Besides, what a brief introduction.

Indeed, the learning wasn’t deep, so there wasn’t really anything to say.

Iljin, who decorated his face with a friendly smile, laughed inwardly and took a posture.

Choi Kang-jun also belatedly set his posture, and the Death Knight, who confirmed him, spoke quickly.

“Three two one, start.”

And so the sparring began.

coo-!

Iljin immediately stepped on the advance, operating deep air.

A great flow of energy resounded in the arena filled with stone slabs.

The name is also brilliant Dharma Yeokgeungyeong (達磨易筋經).

With the best mental method of the world that was created by the Great Master Dharma, he is a peerless martial artist who will not dare to surpass that first class.

The miraculous aura of that near-sightedness purged the curse in my body, albeit a little.

Iljin thought of a way to punish that bastard who insulted him while feeling his body become much lighter.

‘… … Yes, I’ll show you how different the world is between you and me!’

Sigh! Iljin pulled his left leg back and leaned forward as if he was about to run away.

From now on, we will show you the overwhelming massacre of civilians by Shaolin’s top prospects.

It was time to show off a body that had the strength and elasticity of adamantine that would not fade even though it could only use first-class internal energy.

─Insensible sense (無上脚).

Quaang-! Iljin crushed the stone slabs and ran away at breakneck speed.

It was almost equivalent to flying.

Zero + 百 reached in an instant even though there was no runway.

Its phenomenal speed instantly erased the distance to opponents outside the tens.

Right next door! You can reach it with just your feet!

‘I won’t finish it with this!’

Iljin raised his left leg, which he had pulled back, to kick Choi Kang-jun’s torso.

The gale dwelling in those feet! The sound waves of the storm! I’m going to sweep this top-notch guy straight!

“Seventy-two species of Shaolin, exquisite rituals! Be grateful for the indebtedness!”

After shouting, Iljin immediately stretched out his feet. He laughed at the motionless Choi Kang-jun, as if he still couldn’t keep up with his body movements.

Yes, after all, the first-class level is like this… …

‘… … no?!’

And I was astonished.

Iljin felt his whole body shudder at Choi Kang-jun, who made eye contact with him. The guy never got along.

Myeonggyeongsu (明鏡止水).

Just like a clear mirror and calm water, you are looking at yourself without any shaking.

Even at this moment when the strong, high-speed kicks are getting closer every second!

‘hey! hey! If you don’t move, you’ll be kicked at the speed of light?! Why are you just watching! What the hell are you thinking-!’

Iljin widened her eyes.

For a moment, it seemed to him that Choi Kang-jun’s new model suddenly moved.

It was like a flash of light.

– Jin (震, thunder) of the Eight Trigrams (八卦).

“Thunderbolt.”

Paperweight! A blue thunderbolt ran. Choi Kang-jun disappeared like a mirage.

‘… … this!’

Only then did Iljin realize.

The opponent wasn’t just first class.

This guy was a crazy guy who knew how to use heterogeneous illusions.

‘… … If you continue like this, I will give you my back!’

If that happens, it is inevitable.

Having reached such a thought, Iljin gritted his teeth and forcibly turned his body in the air.

Dede deuk—Dede Dededeuk—!

No matter how hard the body was, it took a load of formidable speed and power, but Iljin managed to turn the body in the air.

‘… … this guy!’

Before long, Choi Kang-jun, surrounded by blue energy, came in.

Iljin glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

The guy made a slightly surprised expression, then smiled and shook the cast that sealed his hand.

And, I put my feet up.

At that moment, Iljin felt a terrifying sensation and hardened his face.

Just in time, the miraculous aura of the Dharma Yeokgyeong calmed his stiff mind.

he realized again.

‘I was foolish, Namu Amitabha Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.’

Iljin threw away all the massacres of civilians and martial arts performances of promising stars that they had just thought of. I erased it from my mind.

‘How could I have been so foolish?’

From now on, I just did my best as a single soldier.

The Shaolin monk’s left leg, which had been floating in the air, was pierced into the ground with the tremendous power.

coo-!

It was the second advance.

-Double stacking, no superimposition.

It was a help close at the same time.

aaa!!!

Iljin shot out like a missile.

I tried to see through all the qi with my cold eyes and mind.

He finally cleared all his thoughts and was ready to kick with all his might.

“──Crush it aaa!!!”

Choi Kang-jun looked at it and thought.

‘A madman is trying to kill me?’

Since yesterday, I feel like I’m just trying to get rid of grass, whether it’s a golem or a hard one.

It was clear that it would have been a big problem if he hadn’t put restrictions on his inner strength.

‘… … Could it be that you already fell in love with Chun Yu-ha? Oh my God, I never thought I would be this jealous.’

Originally, I thought of several ways to get rid of this scandalous guy so that rumors that he was well-cooked would spread.

‘But I ate all of it…’ … .’

Choi Kang-jun exhaled deeply and glanced in the direction of the railing on the second floor.

It was hard to see because he was hiding his presence, but that gaze was clearly his teacher.

It’s a future that hasn’t been reached yet, but shouldn’t we show our best as a former disciple?

‘I’m saying that your disciple learned very well from you.’

So Mutuga raised his feet.

─Persimmon (坎, Water) of the Eight Trigrams (八卦)

I drew Taegeuk.

Of course, I can’t use Geongondaenai.

It was not an easy technique in the first place, and I tried it with great effort, but even so, it was impossible with only my feet without arms.

If that was possible, I would have survived without dying in my previous life.

However, it could flow like a wave.

Quagga gag gag gag———!!!

The crazy monk’s kicks came flying with a bright light like the golden image of Maitreya Buddha.

It’s a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of It’s disgusting.

Even though he thought so, Mutuga did his job without being shaken like a quiet sleep.

‘This is the way to win.’

With the teachings I once learned.

To be precise, it contained the ‘will’ to rule and control the world.

It moved like water.

─Taegeukmu (太極武), first wave (第一波).

He touched his feet to the feet of the golden river shining like a golden Buddha.

The monk and the gaze met.

The fighter who was once weaker than anyone else saw those fiercely flying gazes and blows-

─flowing water.

It flowed like water.

“uh?”

Iljin’s body collapsed.

He looked stupid, as if he didn’t know what had happened.

Contrary to my will, the direction of my feet changed, and the direction of my body was distorted. So it was inevitably out of balance and in danger of tipping over.

Choi Kang-jun did not miss such an opportunity.

– Jin (震, thunder) of the Eight Trigrams (八卦).

Pajik-! A blue thunderbolt, weaker than before, nestled in his left foot.

‘Is three times the limit after all?’

Choi Kang-Jun, who clenched his tongue in regret for nothing, moved his feet like a flash war and kicked the luminous head as it was in the right position.

Then Iljin flew forward thanks to his strength and inertia.

Kwagwagwang—! Deed Deed Deed Dede Deuk—!!

With a tremendous roar, Iljin rolled dozens of laps around the training ground.

His head, which had been glowing under the lights of the gym, was covered in dirt and no longer glowed.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Silent.

The shocking sight that happened in an instant left the cadets at a loss for words.

no, what is this

All attention was focused on the martial artist who created an unexpected surprise.

However, Choi Kang-joon raised his head slightly and smiled quietly.

… … with someone.