Martial Arts Ain't Anything Special-Chapter 106: Muscle Training (2)

Yin and yang swirled, forming a sharp-bladed reverse taiji on the sword.

Then it popped.

The Heaven-Defying Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi scattered pathetically. Seojun looked confused.

“Eh?”

“What are you doing?”

“Hey, just wait.”

Was it always this difficult?

It was only a little intense to maintain at the time, but currently he was struggling to even form the reinforced qi.

Maybe it’s too much without demonic transformation.

He licked his lips.

His control over qi would be vastly superior in the demonic transformation state, making it significantly easier to harness the Heaven-Defying Principle.

He had been excited about having this incredible killing move, but this was disappointing.

He thought the Heaven-Defying Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi which pierced the Qilian Sect Leader’s defense would also be able to injure the Fist King’s fist.

Whatever, I’ll just use something else.

Once again, yin and yang qi began swirling over Seojun’s sword.

This time, they formed a taiji. The Primordial Sun-Moon Art took the form of a sharp-blade.

Seojun smiled proudly at the relatively stable Primordial Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi.

“Come on, bring it.”

But there was no response.

Glancing around, he saw Pae Jingwang and Namgung Jincheon staring at the Primordial Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi.

Pop—

It dissipated after a while.

“Um, what’s the matter?”

“What’s that thing you’re doing?”

“Primordial Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi.”

“Is it related to those Wudang bastards?”

“I’ve never even met a Wudang person in my life.”

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At Seojun’s answer, Pae Jingwang and Namgung Jincheon looked at each other.

“Namgung Jincheon, don’t you think so too?”

“Hmm... The principles seem different yet bear a similar resemblance... However, martial arts that reach that level often have commonalities... It is not impossible...”

“Is that so?”

Pae Jingwang alternated between looking at Seojun’s sword and face.

“Well, I guess the Wudang bastards wouldn’t touch someone from the Namgung Clan unless they’ve gone crazy.”

“Huhh! Don’t raise those kinds of flags!”

“And there you go again with words I can’t understand... Whatever. Let’s just do this quickly and be done with it. I want to rest too.”

As Pae Jingwang raised his fist, Seojun grumbled, once again enveloping his sword with Primordial Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi.

“Here I go.”

“Good.”

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A massive explosion erupted.

To state the conclusion briefly, the training ground and Seojun’s arm were completely destroyed.

So the Primordial Sun-Moon Reinforced Qi ain’t meant to be used like this?

But he gained a new insight in exchange.

*“B-Big brother...!”

Chunbong panicked and went wild upon seeing his twisted arm.

It had been so long since she’d seen her big brother, so seeing his arm crushed right after meeting him again made her blood boil.

“Hey you...! Shouldn’t you have taken it a bit easier!?”

She jumped up and down, but Pae Jingwang just laughed.

“He’ll be fine. Just an arm, what’s the big deal?”

“Oh really? Then I’ll crush your arm too...! Ack!”

Seojun picked her up and she calmed down. With her on his shoulders as usual, he extended his right fist towards Pae Jingwang.

Though his arm was crushed, he had pieced it back together with inner qi, so it wasn’t a big problem.

“I won’t lose next time.”

“Did I win? You’d be fine even if your arm was completely severed.”

“Listen, it’s a matter of pride.”

Pae Jingwang grinned at what he said. His large fist lightly bumped Seojun’s.

“Fine. Let’s try again when your muscles are twice as big.”

“Twice is a bit...”

Smiling glumly, he put Chunbong down from his shoulders and hugged her. She still fit perfectly in his arms, a stable size. Seojun grinned and rocked her back and forth.

“My Chunbong is a good girl, right?”

“Hmph, always saying bullshit.”

“Aww, so good.”

Pae Jingwang deeply frowned.

“Even if she seems like your daughter, raising her like this will cause trouble later.”

“She’s not like a daughter, she’s like a sister.”

“What are you talking about? Anyone can see you’re treating her like your daughter. Think about the age difference.”

Age difference? Seojun counted on his fingers for a moment. It had been a while since he last did math, so it took some time.

“A seven-year age gap is right for siblings, isn’t it?”

“What?”

Pae Jingwang looked strangely at Chunbong in Seojun’s arms.

“Is she that old?”

“Not really, right? She’s seventeen.”

“Mm, that’s right. She looks about that age.”

Pae Jingwang tapped Namgung Jincheon’s arm.

“I’m getting old and can’t calculate well. Seventeen plus seven is twenty-four, right? That doesn’t seem right.”

“It is twenty-four, senior...”

“Really? Twenty-four is correct?”

Pae Jingwang’s eyes slightly shifted towards Seojun.

“Then that thing is twenty-four?”

“That thing... I understand your feelings, but you shouldn’t say such things, senior...”

“That’s not the important part! Twenty-four? I thought he was a young fellow of a hundred or two hundred years, but he’s just a baby!”

“A hundred years old is not generally considered young...”

“Urgh! Are you going to keep being so frustrating? You know what I mean!”

“Hmm, I sympathize...”

Pae Jingwang looked at Seojun as if seeing some strange creature.

Such skill at the age of twenty-four.

Didn’t Martial God Ju Wooncheon reach the Transcendent Realm at 15 and the Unrestrained Realm at 40? Maybe the person before him might break that impossible record.

Seojun raised an eyebrow at that strange gaze.

“What is it, old man?”

“This brat’s manners, seriously.”

“Come on, when you reach the Transcendent Realm, even a few hundred years’ gap is just friendship, right?”

“That’s not true.”

“So petty.”

Seojun waved his hand dismissively.

“Anyways, seriously go away now. I need to watch big sis’s martial arts.”

“Tsk, fine.”

Pae Jingwang grumbled as he disappeared.

Time had passed considerably, and the sky had darkened. Seojun scratched his head and looked at Namgung Suah.

“Big sis, is it okay to do it now? Aren’t you tired?”

“What have I even done yet?”

Namgung Suah chuckled and drew her greatsword with a smooth motion.

“Let me show you. Your big sis hasn’t been just playing around either.”

*“Hall Master, I’ve completed it...”

A man staggered forward looking so tired he might collapse at any moment, but he had a bright expression.

An equally exhausted middle-aged man received a scroll from him.

“Finally...!”

Namgung Youngbo, the Head of the Heavenly Medicine Hall of the Namgung Clan.

His expression was the brightest it had been in nearly a decade.

After all, the development of a spirit pill that had taken almost ten years had finally reached its conclusion.

Excited by the thought of resting like a corpse for the next few months, Namgung Youngbo hurriedly unrolled the scroll.

“Yes. Yes...! This is it!”

As he quickly examined the spirit pill formula, his expression suddenly froze.

“Wait. Is this possible?”

It looked like he might cry soon. Yang Songbaek, a subordinate of the Hall, cautiously spoke.

“Is something wrong...?”

“No, my friend! No matter the case, it should be reasonably complex! To manipulate inner qi with such detail, even the Clan Head would take a long time!”

“But Hall Master, you know! With the current formula, the efficiency is too low!”

“I agree, but even so, this is too much!”

Slam. Namgung Youngbo put down the formula and staggered to his feet.

“L-Let’s just try. Who knows? We might think of another way.”

The one fortunate thing was that this spirit pill being developed didn’t require absurdly rare ingredients.

They could repeat experiments without significantly impacting the Namgung Clan’s finances.

This was largely possible because the spirit pill wasn’t aimed at enhancing inner qi.

It was a spirit pill aimed at improving the body rather than enhancing inner qi.

Temporarily named the Heaven-Man Divine Pill, it was truly worthy of the word ‘Divine’ in its name, but...

Is it truly impossible? We must choose between using rarer ingredients or giving up on performance...

As Namgung Youngbo walked absentmindedly, an outrageous thought crossed his mind.

He would have dismissed it as nonsense had he been in his right mind, but to his half-delirious mind it seemed like a reasonably good idea.

“That’s right! There’s the Young Master! The genius! The one who creates divine arts!”

Yang Songbaek rolled his eyes.

“Did you come up with something good?”

“If he’s so good at creating martial arts, maybe he could help with this too?”

“Would that be possible? It’s an entirely different field...”

“Is it?”

“It is.”

“You’re right. Of course it is.”

Namgung Youngbo, who had been walking, simply lay down on the ground.

“Let’s just do it tomorrow.”

“No, Hall Master. You can’t sleep here.”

“It’s not so bad. I’ve done it before, and it wasn’t bad. Why don’t you rest beside me, Songbaek?”

“I’m going home to rest.”

“You still have energy for that...? Don’t leave work yet.”

“No! Hall Master!”

“I’m joking. I’m not that cruel.”

Namgung Youngbo chuckled, but there was no response.

When he slightly raised his head, Yang Songbaek was nowhere to be seen. He had already fled.

“What a terribly misbehaved fellow...”

He wanted to chase after him and make him work for a whole month, but he didn’t have the energy to get up.

Namgung Youngbo used his arm as a pillow and closed his eyes.

Maybe I should just make the Clan Head do it...?

With a thought that would shock anyone who heard it, he fell into a deep sleep.

There was a minor incident where a court lady discovered him and screamed in panic, but it wasn’t a big issue.

Namgung Youngbo was just sad.

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