“You mean to tell me there are guys who get knocked out by a weak punch like that?”
Chu Ha-min could tell.
That the guy’s words were not a bluff.
Min Siwoo’s gaze was truly and blatantly bored.
‘I’m sure I hit him right on the tip of his chin.’
Furthermore, it wasn’t just a bare fist, but a mana-infused fist.
Of course, he hadn’t used 100% of his power.
If he had really put his heart into it, the guy’s body would have burst like a crushed tomato, so he had held back.
‘But it wasn’t something he could just block with ease.’
Chu Ha-min’s gaze changed.
He didn’t know what tricks the guy had used.
However, it was clear that he had the skill to withstand a blow from an A+ Hunter.
“Hey, there’s a fight going on over there.”
“Oh, isn’t that Asura?”
“Yeah, it’s Asura! But why is he fighting with the instructor today?”
“Shouldn’t we stop them? If we get caught by Asura, we’re toast. . .”
“Are you crazy? You want to stop him?”
At that moment, people who had heard the commotion began to gather around.
However, no one dared to intervene in their fight.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going in? Should I go?”
Min Siwoo asked in a casual voice.
His expression, tone, and demeanor were completely devoid of any tension.
‘Does this punk think I’m going to stop what I started because people have gathered? Because of reputation?’
Chu Ha-min gritted his teeth.
He was furious.
He felt like the punk was tarnishing his alias, ‘Asura’, along with the name [𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝].
“Heh. . . This is crazy. I’m actually listening to this crap from a third-rate HSIU member.”
He had intended to just break a few bones and be done with it, but the guy had crossed the line.
Chu Ha-min circulated his mana even faster.
It was too late for anyone to rush in and stop them now.
Breaking a bone or two wouldn’t be enough to get rid of this lousy feeling.
“You low-level Hunter punk, you need to get your head bashed in to come to your senses.”
“Feel free to try with that weak punch.”
Min Siwoo replied flatly to Chu Ha-min’s provocation.
He was consistently nonchalant, as if he didn’t care one way or another.
On the contrary, Chu Ha-min did not realize that he was the one being provoked.
He was simply annoyed by the fact that his opponent’s reactions were not what he had expected.
“If you want to resent someone, resent your own lousy skills.”
Mana surged from his dantian, enveloping his entire body from head to toe in a shimmering aura.
Chu Ha-min’s eyes gleamed.
He braced his legs, and the ground beneath him caved in, sending a slight vibration through the area.
Bang!
His fist shot out like a bullet.
His punch was much faster than before, flying at an incredible speed.
However, his fist grazed Min Siwoo’s body and harmlessly cut through the air.
“You son of a b*tch!”
Chu Ha-min’s face contorted, and the color of the mana that had been flowing around him deepened.
He threw another punch.
His fists flew relentlessly, striking Min Siwoo’s body like a professional boxer’s.
Bam! Pow! Thwack! Boom!
With a spine-chilling roar, the aftershocks of the attack tore through the area like a whirlwind.
Clang! Crash! Boom!
The ground buckled, and trees snapped.
The residual mana that had not been transferred to his opponent shot out in all directions.
If it had been a monster, it would have died on the spot without even being able to fight back.
That was how fierce, fast, and powerful a melee Hunter’s attacks were.
Chu Ha-min kicked Min Siwoo in the abdomen with his foot.
Boom! Crash!
With a sound like a whip cracking, Min Siwoo’s body was sent flying far away.
“That little punk. . . If he had just given up earlier, I wouldn’t have done this to him.”
Chu Ha-min spat on the ground, wiping away the sweat that had trickled down his face.
He might not be dead, but he would be in enough pain to wish he was.
As he was thinking this,
“You. . . What the?”
Min Siwoo got up again, looking completely unharmed.
There was only a little dust on him, and he didn’t have a single scratch.
“Weak punchㅡ Is that all you got?”
Min Siwoo smirked.
That was a provocation.
Chu Ha-min could tell.
It was the guy’s thinly veiled challenge to use his full power.
However, it was a provocation he couldn’t ignore.
“Ha. . . HSIU is going to have a funeral.”
Chu Ha-min tore off his shirt and threw it away.
The Asura tattoo, as red as blood, was revealed, matching his boiling rage.
“You’ve crossed a line you shouldn’t have crossed today.”
He poured all his mana into his body and formed a magic circle in one hand.
Nine characters in the red magic circle flashed and covered his entire body in an intangible armor.
[𝐀𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚: 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞]
Chu Ha-min straightened his body, looking like a general clad in armor.
It was just a simple charge, but trees snapped and the ground cracked, clearly demonstrating the power of a higher ‘rank’.
“Kyaaaaah!!”
His fist, filled with mana, charged towards Min Siwoo.
It was an attack that carried the single-minded intention of killing his opponent.
ㅡㅡㅡCrash!! Boom!!
A huge shockwave erupted, creating a whirlwind in the area.
The people nearby closed their eyes against the strong wind and shielded their bodies from the flying rocks and dust.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
As time passed, the area grew quiet.
The sound of stones falling to the ground and the acrid dust gradually subsided.
The people looked at the scene where Chu Ha-min’s fierce attack had landed, their faces filled with tension.
He must be dead by now.
If he wasn’t dead, he must be in agonizing pain.
His body would probably be unrecognizable.
With various speculations, worries, and a hint of curiosity, their gazes were fixed on the center of the scene, where dust was still swirling.
There, as expected, the silhouette of a man stood leisurely.
And beneath him, another man lay sprawled, unconscious.
“Hey, look over there. . .”
“No way, is that. . .”
“Crazy. . . Is this real?”
What the people witnessed was the downfall of Asura.
🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷🔷
Siwoo intended to kill Chu Ha-min.
Even if he didn’t kill him, he intended to at least cripple him.
Today, he had endured Hwang Jeong-gu and the organization called HSIU out of courtesy, but normally, he wasn’t the type to let the provocation slide.
‘Should I cripple his lower body? Or should I break both of his arms?’
As he was contemplating this, Chu Ha-min activated his skill and launched his final attack.
However, that skill looked incredibly familiar to Siwoo.
‘Hmm? That’s. . .’
【ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕞? 】
‘Hmm. I can do that later.’
Siwoo spread his magic power thinly and wrapped it around his entire body in multiple dense layers.
Then, he formed a bright red magic circle in both of his hands.
Twelve letters each radiated a brilliant light and began to form a crimson full body armor around his body.
[𝐀𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚: 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐯𝐞 ]
A torrent of magic power erupted from his fingertips, showering the empty space with sparks.