70. King of the Kings
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Do-yoon received the manager’s understanding and rented an entire small training ground.
The person in charge was in trouble, saying that no matter how hot the rookie, the rating was low. However, when he heard that he was being taught the technique by Dokgo Moo-yeong, he was shocked and ignored the procedure and immediately gave approval.
Dokgo Moo-yeong, who entered the training ground, stood on the ground with a stick.
“The technique I will teach you is Jangbeop.”
“A funeral law?”
To the unexpected words, Doyoon asked back.
Dokgo Moo-yeong and Do-yoon had different fields of expertise, so I thought they would teach me the general-purpose steps and mana management.
But I’m out of nowhere.
“My batting stick method mainly uses a stick, but when the opponent breaks through the distance and digs into my arms, I respond with a long shot. So, funeral law is also my specialty.”
Dokgo Moo-young smiled and opened his right palm and showed it to Do-yoon.
Doyoon looked at his hand and frowned. His palms had been blown off countless times, and were in a state that was nothing short of a bright red rag.
“…Are you pushing yourself that hard because of me?”
“Truck. This skill must be so ferocious. That’s why I have high expectations of you.”
He trudged and stood in front of the iron scarecrow.
“As far as I know, there are only three people under the sky who can use this technology. My master in another dimension, me and the lion king. However, the Lion King is not a warrior, so there is no need to use this.”
Are your hands sore? Dokgo Moo-young put his palm on the floor.
“And none of those three could fully master this technique. This is a failed technique.”
He turned and looked at Doyoon.
“But the monstrous mana control talent you showed. If that’s the case, I can definitely perfect this technique.”
“…”
“Take a good look.”
Dokgo Moo-young took a stance.
As if shouting at the government, I stepped on my feet and stretched out my palm to place it on the scarecrow’s stomach.
And I closed my eyes.
‘Mana is gathering in the palm of my hand.’
Doyoon felt the flow of mana in his body with his highly sensitive mana perception after the dragon heart was created.
Collect mana in the palm of your hand. This was a feat that only a few apostles with excellent mana control skills like Doyoon and Dokgo Moo-yeong could do.
It was like casting local acceleration control very slowly, so to speak.
“Ummm…”
When enough mana was gathered in the palm of his hand, Dokgo Moo-young began to groan.
He was vibrating the mana in his palm. Mana tried to run wild with the momentum to tear his palms apart, and Dokgo Moo-young instigated this vibratory force and at the same time suppressed it.
And when the pressure reaches its limit.
“Haap-!”
His mana is injected into the Scarecrow.
Quaang-!
With a loud roar, the scarecrow burst into pieces.
Iron shards splattered into the sky and fell.
“…”
Doyoon admired the ingenious principle for a moment.
It was fundamentally different from something like a long wind.
“It’s not just strengthening the palm with mana or shooting wind pressure. It’s a technique that injects mana into the target’s body and causes it to vibrate, tearing it from the inside out and bursting it.”
Do-yoon looked at Dok-go Moo-yeong’s palm in the rising dust.
Blood was dripping there.
Do-yoon could understand why he called that technique a failure.
‘The principle is ingenious, and the power is good. But it’s too complicated. It is impossible to use unless there are a very small number of apostles.’
However, as Dokgo Moo-yeong said, if Do-yoon’s mana control ability and skill correction were added, it would be useful in practice.
“The name of this technique is the King of Kings. It’s a feast of his name, created by my master, who was called the Supreme King.”
Hearing that, Doyoon tilted his head.
‘I think it’s not enough to say that it’s the name of a person who can be called the king.
The demerits of the King of Kings were very clear.
‘First of all, it is not practical in that it has to give distance.’
It can be seen as a life saver and a special move when it comes to the technique of rapidly becoming vulnerable when giving arms to the opponent, but it did not come close to Do-yun, who uses swords and fists, with much merit.
‘And it’s so complicated. However, compared to the disadvantages it has, its power is ambiguous.’
Dokgo Moo-yeong, who read Do-yoon’s complicated eyes, smiled and said.
“Perhaps you have already analyzed the pros and cons of technology.”
Doyoon nodded.
“It won’t look that great. But, it’s not the reign of the king for nothing. If you use it, you will be surprised. chuckle.”
At his boastful words, Doyoon tilted his head.
“Is there anything you haven’t shown me yet?”
“As I said, this technology is a flop. Perhaps, if you use your mana control ability to expand your powers, the true value of this technology, which only existed in theory, will be revealed.”
It didn’t really come close to me, but Dokgo Moo-young said that he was the best on the continent in terms of martial arts research. Do-yoon said that he would do so.
“Eh, my palms are going to die. I’m getting old and my regenerative power is low… Anyway, let’s raise the skill level in advance. I can guarantee you, you won’t regret it.”
“Yes. All right.”
“Then let’s start learning in earnest. Come here. I will tell you the flow of mana.”
In that way, Do-yoon began to learn the secret technique of Dokgo Moo-yeong, a warrior.
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A few days later, Leona’s team, including Doyoon, left to carry out the mission of the World Tree.
“Ahhhh… How long has this guy’s mission gone before his turn comes around…”
Chiu-min grumbled as if he was bored in the carriage.
Normally, Copperman would have told me to take a serious attitude toward the mission, but this time he didn’t look too good.
That would also be the case, because the mission they undertook this time was one that everyone shunned.
“Who is locked up this time?”
“Team Shinozai.”
“Haa… that damn pig really…”
They were on their way to deliver a warning to ‘Amasbin’, a territory under the protection of the World Tree.
Large guilds have one or two teams of guild members permanently stationed in the territories they have a treaty of protection with.
And they will work hard to protect the territory as the troops of the territory for a certain period of time.
However, in Amasbin, problems occur periodically in this area.
The lord of Amasbin always holds a festival around this time of year, and the festival period coincides with the end of the guild member dispatch period.
The festival needs a lot of troops for security. And the apostles of the World Tree are high-quality troops that cannot be commanded with a penny or two.
Because of this, this lord is cheating.
In the name of the festival, he locks the city gates during the festival to prevent members of the World Tree Guild from leaving the city.
That is, it is confined.
Because of this, the World Tree always sends a guild member to protest against him at this time of year. That was the mission of Leona’s team right now.
“Why the hell does the guild always leave that piglet alone?”
At Chiwoomin’s grumbling, Leona smiled bitterly.
Lord Amasbin’s actions did not cause any real harm to the guild.
Even if it’s confinement, they’re on a low-intensity security mission, and they’re just enjoying a festival with a honey-like salary. Even this is not even a few days.
Contractually, it’s really just a minor happening.
However, this is clearly an act of belittling the World Tree, which is why Amasbin has been a long-standing scourge of the World Tree.
Nevertheless, the World Tree had no choice but to neglect it.
“You know, the walls of Amasbin are famous for being strong. The fortress city is said to be the second, but can you tell me anything else…”
“…I know, I know, but it’s because I’m not kidding…”
Amasvin is one of the best fortress cities in Skeletonia.
Its walls are high and thick, and the walls and gates are coated with various water-based magic.
If such a fortress city locks the gates and comes out, there is no way to do anything about it, even if it is a world tree.
Breaking through a great castle gate is a very difficult task, even for a hero or a corps commander. That’s why ‘fortresses’ are so important in war.
Diplomatic pressure after the gates are opened is also impossible.
Of course, when the festival is over, it’s the time when the World Tree receives important products from Amasbin, so they pay close attention.
“That bastard’s delivery season is always cleverly matched… Ugh, if you just jump over the castle wall during the enforcement period and hit the pig’s mouth!”
“Hehe… Then everything will be easy.”
Leona tried to reconcile Chiu-min’s resentment.
As Chi Woo-min said, it is something that can be solved by force within a week during the festival.
At the time the guild members were imprisoned, the right to use force was given to the World Tree as a ‘forced execution’ specified in the contract.
However, as I said, what would a guild do if the fortress city was crowded for a week? It’s not even possible to bring a warrior.
After all, there is only one thing they can do.
Outside the gates, screaming at the brazen lord and holding out for a week in a nearby private house.
Seriously, it’s a boring and annoying mission.
“Leona. If he sticks his head out over the wall, just shoot him in the head with an arrow.”
“Hehe… hold on, hold on. Chimin, you, but shouldn’t you say such things in front of the lord?”
Before long, their carriage arrived in front of the city.
They stood in front of the gates, looking up at the walls and admiring them.
“Wow…”
“…No, it’s high.”