The Martial God with Psychic Powers-Chapter 50

To win?

No.

They were afraid.

Afraid of what would happen if they crossed that line.

The source of that fear—

“That man.”

The one who made his skin crawl the moment he saw him.

The people fighting right now weren’t the problem.

The true core of Baekyeong stood right there, arms crossed, silently observing.

Who was he?

There had been a lot of surprises today.

Far too many people had shown up who weren’t in any of their intel.

But this one—he was on another level entirely.

Before he even realized it, Gong Ya-cheon muttered to Jang Manseong,

“F-Focus all our forces... on the man in the back!”

“What?”

What kind of nonsense was this all of a sudden?

Jang Manseong looked utterly confused, and Gong Ya-cheon shouted frantically.

“That guy—he’s the real one! You have to hit him! Command everyone to attack him now!”

Following Gong Ya-cheon’s urgent tone, Jang Manseong looked in the direction he was pointing.

There stood a man who didn’t look like he could even snap a chicken’s neck.

“You mean that scrawny guy? Since when has he been standing there?”

“He is Baekyeong’s true power! Hurry!”

“...Fine, fine.”

Grumbling, Jang Manseong reluctantly gave the order.

“Nam Mun-hyeon! Sa Gong-saeng! You two—take down that guy with his arms crossed!”

As Jang Manseong gave the order, every head on the battlefield turned toward the target he had indicated.

Nam Mun-hyeon, second-ranked of Black Shadow, and Sa Gong-saeng, ranked third, immediately broke away to obey.

“Taking down a weakling like that? Child’s play.”

“Do we really need two people for this?”

“Just in case he tries to run.”

Watching from a distance, Seon Woo Baek and Jang Un shook their heads.

“Poor bastards, walking right into the gates of hell without realizing.”

“They don’t know who they’re messing with... But still—do you think Woo Jin will make a move? If he does, his identity’s gonna be exposed.”

“He knows what he’s doing.”

They continued to dodge enemy attacks while casually talking.

“Look at these rats! You think we’re a joke?!”

“Die! DIE!”

Jang Un glanced at the frenzied attackers and muttered,

“Let’s wrap this up. If we drag it out too long, Woo Jin might actually get mad.”

“Agreed.”

Wham!

“Guhh!”

“Aghhh!”

Seon Woo Baek and Jang Un instantly wiped out the group attacking them and rushed to support their allies.

Meanwhile, Nam Mun-hyeon and Sa Gong-saeng, charging to take down Yeon Woo Jin, were suddenly stopped.

“You’re not getting past me without taking me down first!”

It was Go Seung.

Bloody and battered, barely able to hold up his massive sword, but still—he stood in their way.

“Move!”

“You don’t even have the strength to stand!”

CRACK—!

“Ugh!”

Even after taking their blows head-on, Go Seung didn’t go down.

“I... I will not let you pass.”

The two paused and chuckled.

“This guy must really be important, huh?”

“Yeah. For someone to protect him this hard, and for the boss to give direct orders...”

“He’s not even running.”

“Is he relying on that guy?”

“Let’s pay him back for that humiliation earlier.”

Sa Gong-saeng gathered his Qi and struck at Go Seung with full force.

BOOM—!

The blow bounced off an invisible barrier.

“What the hell?!”

“A Qi Barrier?”

“No way. That guy didn’t put it up.”

“Then who did?”

They frantically scanned their surroundings.

But no one else seemed close enough to help.

Except for the man they’d come to attack.

The scrawny one.

“Did you come to protect me?” Yeon Woo Jin finally spoke.

“Yes. You’re the one I must serve. I will protect you no matter what.”

A surprisingly loyal response.

A faint smile appeared on Yeon Woo Jin’s lips.

“You’re better than I expected. I’m fine now. You should rest.”

He gently placed a hand on Go Seung’s shoulder, and the man collapsed unconscious.

Carefully laying him down, Yeon Woo Jin turned to watch Baekyeong’s lowerclassmen, still fighting with all they had.

“What are you doing? Get serious.”

At that, every Baekyeong student froze for an instant.

Then, as if possessed, they began to attack with ferocious energy—no more defense, just all-out assault.

What had been a close match instantly flipped to overwhelming domination.

Jang Manseong, watching the shift, was shocked.

“What the hell? It’s like they just took some kind of drug! They’re throwing themselves at us like death means nothing!”

“That’s because there’s something scarier than death.”

“There is?”

“Right over there.”

“...Why do you keep being so cautious of that weak-ass guy? That’s not like you.”

“I don’t know. I’m just scared. Honestly, I’m terrified. I don’t want to go near him. I just want to get out of here.”

Gong Ya-cheon trembled, and Jang Manseong scowled.

“Hey! What are you doing?! Take him out already! Our strategist is scared shitless!”

At his yell, the two who had gone after Yeon Woo Jin began to stagger.

“What’s wrong with them? Why are they shaking like that?”

Before he could finish the sentence, the second- and third-ranked Black Shadow elites collapsed.

THUD!

They hit the ground hard, foaming at the mouth.

Unconscious.

Yeon Woo Jin began to move.

And as he did, Baekyeong’s lowerclassmen grew even more frenzied.

As if they’d gone rabid.

Wherever Yeon Woo Jin passed, Baekyeong students crushed their enemies and began proudly following in his wake.

Before long, he had walked all the way up to where Jang Manseong stood.

Behind him? Not a single Black Shadow student left.

Only Baekyeong.

Realizing something was deeply wrong, Jang Manseong lunged to grab Yeon Woo Jin.

CRACK—

But Yeon Woo Jin effortlessly caught his hand mid-air.

“Rrgh!”

Jang Manseong struggled to pull away, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Let go!”

He swung with his free hand.

SMACK—!

It connected—but Yeon Woo Jin didn’t even blink.

He just stared at him.

Jang Manseong and Gong Ya-cheon stared back, horrified.

“Th-This is impossible...!”

With everything he had left, Jang Manseong launched his strongest technique.

“Heaven-Sundering Eightfold Strike!”

WHIRRRRR—

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“What the hell is this?!”

Yeon Woo Jin spoke calmly.

“I’ve got other business to attend to. Let’s settle our account later, alright?”

And then he slowly began pressing on Jang Manseong’s pressure points.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

While sealing his meridians, Yeon Woo Jin turned to look at Gong Ya-cheon.

“You’re impressive.”

It was the first time Yeon Woo Jin had acknowledged someone.

“Come to Baekyeong.”

Shudder—

Gong Ya-cheon trembled.

The man he served—Jang Manseong—was completely immobilized by point strikes, already neutralized.

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And Yeon Woo Jin was smiling at him.

A terrifying, calm smile.

It was the first time Gong Ya-cheon had ever felt so helpless.

He’d dreamed of using Jang Manseong to dominate the southern academies and eventually rise to become the next military strategist of the Martial God Sect.

But now, that ambition had slammed into an insurmountable wall.

“You want to become the Martial God Sect’s strategist in the end, right?”

Gong Ya-cheon nodded.

“Then all the more reason to come to me. From what you’ve seen... what do you think of me?”

“...I already... see you as the greatest.”

“Then you know who you need to choose for that dream to come true.”

Gong Ya-cheon nodded again.

“You’re coming, right?”

“...Yeah.”

Hearing Gong Ya-cheon’s reply, Yeon Woo Jin smiled with satisfaction.

“You heard him, didn’t you? I’ve acknowledged him. He’s one of mine now. Make sure you accept him.”

“Mhm, got it.”

“Anyway... what now? You just casually revealed your identity like that. You okay with that?”

“Huh?”

“Can’t you see? Gwak Pyeong-sunbae and Ho Je-sunbae look like their eyes are about to pop out.”

“No need to worry. They won’t remember me.”

“What?”

“They’ll remember it as you two fighting tooth and nail and claiming victory. Same goes for him.”

Yeon Woo Jin pointed to Jang Manseong, who lay on the ground, eyes wide open, dazed and unblinking.

“What are you saying? They won’t remember?”

“You’ll see.”

Everyone tilted their heads in confusion.

Gong Ya-cheon, too, didn’t understand what he meant.

Meanwhile, Gwak Pyeong and Ho Je were frozen in shock.

Some kid they’d never seen before was commanding the entire lowerclass division?

“What the hell is going on? Wasn’t Seon Woo Baek the Lowerclass First?”

“Apparently not. Even Seon Woo Baek doesn’t lift a finger around that guy. More than that... when he shouted once, the lowerclassmen started attacking like they’d gone berserk.”

“The whole lowerclass is afraid of him. That’s why they reacted the way they did. Instinctively.”

“...Now that you say it, that makes sense. But who the hell is he? I’ve never seen him before.”

“He’s wearing Baekyeong colors. He’s definitely one of our lowerclassmen... but I have no idea who he is.”

“Go Seung threw his broken body in the way to protect that guy.”

“I saw that too. I thought Go Seung changed because of Seon Woo Baek... but maybe not.”

“He’s coming this way!”

As Yeon Woo Jin approached, Gwak Pyeong bit his lip.

He felt as if this unknown kid had just stolen everything from him.

Baekyeong was his domain. His creation.

And now, someone he couldn’t even identify had just taken it over.

“It’s an honor to meet you, senior.”

“...Who are you?”

“My name is Yeon Woo Jin. I’m one of the lowerclass students.”

“Yeon?”

Gwak Pyeong’s eyes widened.

There was only one family in the Martial God Sect with the surname Yeon.

“No way...”

Yeon Woo Jin nodded.

Now it all made sense—why the students reacted that way.

He wasn’t just anyone.

He was the bloodline of someone untouchable.

Someone so far above that even Gwak Pyeong’s family couldn’t dream of meeting their eyes—a being from the heavens.

“You’ve done incredibly well so far. You slipped up a bit this time, but still—almost perfect.”

Gwak Pyeong said nothing.

“Please continue protecting Baekyeong Academy from now on.”

“You should be the one doing that. From the looks of it, the students are already completely under your command.”

“I don’t want to be known.”

“But you were just exposed. Whether you like it or not, word’s going to spread.”

“That likely won’t happen. Anyone who doesn’t follow me will forget I was ever here.”

“...What?”

“We might meet again someday. But either way, it was a pleasure, senior.”

“What are you talking abou—”

Suddenly overwhelmed by sleep, Gwak Pyeong strained to keep his eyes open.

He stared hard at Yeon Woo Jin’s face, determined to remember it.

Thud—

But he couldn’t last. He collapsed into a deep sleep.

Yeon Woo Jin waved his hand toward the fallen figures, and the air rippled like disturbed water.

Then he began murmuring something under his breath.

Snap—

He flicked his fingers, grinning as the incantation ended.

Seon Woo Baek cautiously asked,

“What did you just do?”

“I erased every trace of me from their memory. And in return, I reinforced their memories of you and Jang Un. They’ll think you two were the ones who overwhelmed them.”

“...That’s possible?”

“For me? It is.”

Jang Un and Seon Woo Baek just stared at him blankly.

Not just them—every student who followed Yeon Woo Jin looked completely dumbfounded.

Gong Ya-cheon, especially, was the most shaken of all.

Could it really be true?

Could he actually manipulate the memories of everyone present?

How was that even possible?

Was he even human?

A being beyond comprehension.

And that being...

“...chose me.”

Now that he thought about it—wasn’t this an honor?

A sleeping dragon, capable of devouring the entire world, had reached out and chosen him.

And when that dragon awoke and devoured everything in its path—if he could stand at its side?

Then his greatest ambition would be fulfilled.

Gong Ya-cheon adapted fast.

The one he would now serve wasn’t Jang Manseong—it was Yeon Woo Jin.

“I need to submit the transfer request immediately. I have to get by his side as soon as possible.”

If he wanted to secure his place in this new order, he had to act fast.