Chapter 90: Its an answer, but not the answer (2)

Ilhus left cheek was struck, and his sight and sense of direction were shaken. He was attakcing while charging at full speed, but that wasnt enough. Jung Ilhu now had about 500 points in Stamina. He turned towards the front, but Dohyuk was no longer there.

Left? Or from the right?

His eyes moved in separate directions like a chameleons to catch a glimpse of Dohyuk, but he wasnt on either side. Dohyuk was below. He slid down into the ground, right below Ilhu. He kicked up high toward Ilhus left cheek again at a faster speed, but with the element of surprise. Ilhus left jaw was crushed and with a screech, he punched both his fists on the ground.

The metal surface was crumpled, but Dohyuk wasnt there anymore as he had already as he rolled out of the place as soon as he landed the second strike. It was a move that existed in all martial arts, but Dohyuk did it differently as normal people wouldnt be able to do that while rolling on the ground.

It was too basic, that was the problem, Dohyuk mumbled. However, the only one who could understand what it meant was Blass.

How?

14 times.

With his eyes fixated on Jung Ilhu, Dohyuk prepared his stance.

Thats how many times I was beaten by you.

The reason was because of the difference in skill. But to give it a different reason

How should I say it I heard the wrong pitch.

Out of all those he fought up against until now, when he saw them, he felt like he heard some tune in his head. It wasnt his instincts, but the knowledge of his kick skill telling him that the movement was correct. Yet the move that Blass did had no such thing. It was weird, strange, and inefficient.

His skill was basically telling him that whatever Blass was doing was wrong. Thats when Dohyuk realized how it was wrong.

I think it was the 9th? Or maybe the 8th. I wasnt just getting beat up. I almost returned from being dead, so it would be weird if I didnt get anything out of that

KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

A scream spread through the hall. Ilhu screeched angrily at Dohyuk, yet fear began seeping back into him. As Dohyuk saw the beast charging at him, he focused his eyes and-

Its amazing.

How would he not think that? The beast was clearly raging, but Ilhus body was cleanly unleashing the skills he had trained throughout the years without any mistakes.

That was the answer.

The Flying Master Kicks was filling his head with information, but that was not the answer. After all, this basic form that all fighting skills were based upon was the problem.

It was very simple. If all skills, including his Flying Master Kicks, were created within certain civilizations and all those civilizations that Casita invaded had their knowledge taken away

They, too, dont know.

It is obvious, but Dohyuk, or the being called a human, wasnt as strong as he was now. It was probably the same with the Bermurans under Aruga, and the same with the people of Vehume and Blasss world. They had different types of skin and body sizes, but they were similar in their human form. Hence, it probably meant their original power was similar. Therefore, the skill itself that everyone used was also probably made to suit their original strengths.

It was just that the skill itself was already complete and everyone was so used to receiving what Casita provided that they didnt care. Or rather, they did not care to learn.

They did not learn how to move their body that became stronger after receiving higher stat points.

Normally, it was impossible to reach. Nobody would have imagined inventing a martial art that would fit the level of superhuman strength. Dohyuk let out his breath, but that was something different from what he was used to.

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A different skill. By moving his body, Dohyuk could finally reach the true answer.

To fit his superhuman body.

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The weapon that would reach god-

Dohyuk unleashed his attack.