Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 199

Typhoon Fist Hwangbo Jungheon sighed.

‘Is raising children… this difficult? I’ve repeatedly told them to get along well as siblings…’

Throughout human history, very few siblings have actually heeded such advice.

Especially these two – it’s famous in the Hwangbo Clan that they kicked each other in their mother’s womb, and as soon as they could roll over after birth, they grabbed each other’s hair.

The moment they could walk, they took three steps, fell, and headbutted each other.

There was no need to even discuss the succession battle to determine who would inherit the Hwangbo Clan.

Even without such grand matters, they’ve fought like mortal enemies.

‘At least they both have the same personality, so that’s fortunate.’

It was a blessing. Unlike the Gongsun clan, neither had the brains for scheming and plotting.

Having strategists by their side to plot didn’t suit their temperament either.

They were the type who could only be satisfied by defeating the brother or sister right in front of them with their own two fists.

5,475 matches, 2,372 wins, 2,372 losses, and 1 draw.

The result of doing nothing but eating and fighting.

Their skills grew equally.

Hwangbo Jungheon despaired at this hellish sibling rivalry.

‘Please get along well, you two. You’re each other’s only sibling. This father begs you…’

Ignoring his heart’s cry, Hwangbo Mu-ah casually gave her brother the finger.

Hwangbo Mu-hwi returned the gesture almost simultaneously.

By now, not just the Hwangbo Clan, but even the White Dragon Medical Pavilion must know.

That the siblings’ relationship was utterly terrible.

‘Still, thanks to that, they’re on the verge of the Transcendent Realm, so that’s fortunate.’

Perhaps it was because they fought dirty, using any means necessary.

When it comes to real combat, they won’t lose to anyone.

‘Yes. Our children are strong after all.’

Maybe it’s for the best.

Typhoon Fist Hwangbo Jungheon comforted himself.

‘I feel sorry for Little White Dragon.’

He had heard that his martial arts were excellent. But martial names are often exaggerated.

Considering the time devoted to medical arts, it’s inevitable that martial arts would lag behind.

‘After the duel, I’ll have to be careful not to damage Divine Doctor White Dragon’s face.’

Hwangbo Jungheon didn’t doubt his son’s victory.

Jin Cheonhee said,

“I’ll let you attack first.”

At these words, spoken as if a master addressing a novice, Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s eyebrows twitched.

“That’s quite confident of you?”

He hadn’t liked him from the moment they met.

A handsome face and calm tone, just as the rumors said.

Pretending to be humble about martial arts, yet he had the Wudang Fist Emperor as a joint master.

And on top of that, his cooking skills were top-notch.

He wanted to see that pretty face crumple in pain.

Oh well, since it’s come to this, he’ll completely crush his dignity!

Hwangbo Mu-hwi said,

“Then I won’t hold back.”

Bang!

With the first step, Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s afterimage disappeared. Then his form appeared right in front of Jin Cheonhee.

Thunder energy sparked and leapt from both arms.

Preparing the first stance to throw a punch.

Jin Cheonhee could see this entire process and thought,

‘What? He’s slower than the Black Thunder Blood Devil?’

A slight disappointment.

But his thoughts, accelerated by the Profound Origin Heaven and Earth Divine Technique, immediately moved to the next idea.

‘Well, that punch must still be intense, right?’

He pondered whether to use his sword or his usual joint techniques.

‘With my internal energy, I could actually just overpower him head-on… but then he might say it’s because I ate a lot of elixirs?’

He didn’t want to give any room for mental victory.

Complaining about food while freeloading! The grudge of the dinner meal!

‘If you’re upset, make it yourself.’

Remembering the cooled garlic butter fried rice, he drew upon the Five Elements True Qi.

Earth-generating energy is best for countering thunder energy.

Then, without drawing his sword, he began to approach barehanded!

It would be more fitting to counter a fist with a fist.

His palm, imbued with earth-generating energy, grasped the fist from the side.

“Huh?”

As the powerful thunder-imbued fist was neutralized in an instant, Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s eyes widened slightly, but he immediately prepared his next strike.

He raised his knee, aiming for the solar plexus.

Just as the thunder-wrapped kick was about to hit Jin Cheonhee’s solar plexus, Jin Cheonhee unleashed his next technique.

Taiqing Mountain Hand.

Jin Cheonhee-style variation.

Flowing Water Subdues Strong-!

He deflected Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s strong force, causing him to fall.

“Damn it…!”

Just as he was about to crash into the ground, Hwangbo Mu-hwi planted his other hand on the ground to prevent falling, and then tumbled away!

‘Oh, not bad?’

It was quite smooth for an improvisation.

He could immediately sense that his opponent had a lot of real combat experience.

Not just orthodox sect’s practical experience, but countless instances of dirty, almost unorthodox-like, no-holds-barred real combat.

Yet, it wasn’t like the ambush techniques used by assassins, but straight-forward, head-on brawling!

‘Who on earth did Hwangbo Mu-hwi fistfight so much at that age… Could it be his sister?’

No matter how bad siblings’ relationship is, surely they wouldn’t brawl that much… They would. They do.

With no difference in physique and having learned the same martial arts, there’s no reason they couldn’t.

But to fight that much… There is. There is a reason.

Aren’t siblings the ones who get upset over eating one more or one less meat dumpling?

While that worked in his favor, it was meaningless before Jin Cheonhee.

Jin Cheonhee flicked his finger towards Hwangbo Mu-hwi as he was about to land.

Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger.

Jin Cheonhee-style variation Direct Shot^[1].

Joyous Energy Bullet^[2]–!

Since he was firing an energy bullet instead of a metal ball, the power was greatly reduced.

As it’s an acupoint-striking technique, it can be extremely painful if hit incorrectly.

Jin Cheonhee had no intention of striking acupoints, so he deliberately aimed for the most painful spots.

Tang-!

With a sound like a gunshot, the energy bullet struck Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s back.

“Argh-!”

Hwangbo Mu-hwi flew and crashed into the ground, screaming in pain from the impact.

Seeing a more spectacular reaction than expected, Jin Cheonhee thought,

‘Hmm, even I have to admit that looked quite painful…’

Although he had lowered the power, this was Jin Cheonhee’s first time using it in actual combat.

He was a bit taken aback as the power of the Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger was stronger than he had anticipated.

But Jin Cheonhee kept a straight face.

“Young Hero Hwangbo. You shouldn’t underestimate your opponent. To attack head-on with full force from the start, without knowing what martial arts or skills I use, left you full of openings. That’s why you easily fell victim to the Taiqing Mountain Hand from the beginning.”

In the martial world, there’s no point in saying things like, “I didn’t expect you to fly that far. Are you hurt?”

Hearing Jin Cheonhee’s lecture, the Typhoon Fist sighed with a reddened face.

“This son of mine…”

The difference in skill was so evident that he was at a loss for words.

Moreover, his rival since the womb sneered like this.

“I knew he’d get his ass kicked like this at least once. Tsk tsk tsk.”

Hwangbo Mu-hwi had endured his father’s sigh, but he couldn’t bear his rival’s mockery and sprang to his feet.

With a flushed face, he shouted,

“I was careless this time! Please teach me one more lesson.”

‘Oh, tough guy.’

Indeed, youth is a good thing.

Despite being in excruciating pain, that spirit of getting up and trying to salvage his pride!

‘I’m envious. Jealous. I envy that vigor.’

Jin Cheonhee smiled brightly.

“Well, alright~ I understand.”

Suddenly, he felt like he had just imitated Sama Hyeon’s tone.

A tone that raises the blood pressure of those who hear it.

This time, instead of charging, Hwangbo Mu-hwi took a stance and began to move sideways stealthily.

Is he trying to change his approach in his own way?

And at some point, he approached Jin Cheonhee diagonally and threw a punch as if exploding it in mid-air!

Fist Wind!

One of the long-range attack techniques, like palm wind.

This time, Jin Cheonhee gently deflected the fist wind by puffing up his sleeve.

It contained the subtleties of Taichi, but strangely, the footwork was the Three Calamities Footwork.

All the martial artists who recognized that he had deflected the fist wind with just two common martial arts swallowed hard.

At that moment, Hwangbo Mu-hwi lowered his stance and charged like a tiger.

A posture almost like a wrestling tackle.

His strategy must be to shake the upper body and gain the advantage.

‘Well, it’s much better than before.’

Even with such an attack, Jin Cheonhee wasn’t particularly flustered.

Rather, with an amused expression, he simply fired off the Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger Joyous Energy Bullet.

Bang!

As if he had been waiting for this, Hwangbo Mu-hwi clasped both fists together to shatter the energy bullet at once and entered Jin Cheonhee’s range.

‘He learns quickly, doesn’t he? Interesting.’

Despite being beaten so badly, he got up and launched such an attack, showing his toughness.

Hwangbo Mu-hwi continuously threw punches at Jin Cheonhee.

Lightning God Fist.

Thunder Speed Wall Breaker–!

Fast and powerful fists like lightning, swollen with dozens of afterimages, flew towards vital points.

‘There’s even more power than before? As expected of the Hwangbo Clan, he has a strong body.’

Jin Cheonhee’s sleeve swelled.

This time, it was a palm technique.

The Wudang Ten-Segment Golden Palm, riding the Five Elements True Qi, cut through the thunder energy and blocked all the punches.

Strangely, the movement was extremely slow and fluttering, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Nevertheless, it was sufficient to block the dozens of fist afterimages created by the Thunder Speed Wall Breaker.

The footwork supporting this Ten-Segment Golden Palm technique was also slow but surely occupied the necessary positions.

Heavenly Energy Mystifying Stride.

The Zhuge Clan’s absolute learning simply guided one step to the necessary position.

However, that one step made him penetrate the opponent’s blind spot.

‘It’s heavy, but still slightly below the level of a Transcendent Realm master.’

Paradoxically, Jin Cheonhee’s slow movements gave the impression to onlookers that he was fighting casually.

‘Hmm. Should I throw a punch now?’

In reality, Jin Cheonhee was indeed being a bit casual.

Ping-

The air pressure device inside Jin Cheonhee’s sleeve rotated once, creating a sound.

‘If I hit him with the Ten-Segment Golden Palm, it’ll take over a month to recover. Let’s skip that.’

As expected, the reliable and trustworthy Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger!

Thanks to the master!

Bang!

The moment an opening appeared, Jin Cheonhee lightly fired the Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger again.

When the energy bullet struck the back of his hand, Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s movement faltered.

That was the first move.

Then, he fired a second energy bullet with his middle finger, hitting the side.

Flicking Heaven-Penetrating Finger.

Jin Cheonhee-style application Continuous Shot^[3].

Five Elements True Qi Bullet^[4]–!

One energy bullet flies from each finger. A total of five bullets fired like that!

The energy bullet from the middle finger hit the side, shaking Hwangbo Mu-hwi’s posture and lifting him into the air. As he was about to fall due to gravity, the energy bullet from the ring finger lifted him again.

Then, the energy bullets created from the little finger and thumb flew in succession, keeping him airborne for a long time.

“Aaaaargh!”

‘About 10 meters, I guess. That’s quite a flight.’

The cruel part is that it precisely hit the muscles, not the bones, so there are no side effects other than excruciating pain.

Boom!

Hwangbo Mu-hwi, who had been hit by the energy bullets like that, crashed into the ground.

The use of falling techniques at the end must have been a desperate instinct.

He had intended to fire more shots to reduce the fall, but that effort was saved.

“…”

Everyone watching the duel was so dumbfounded that they forgot to speak for a while.

No one could have expected it to turn out like this when it had started as a standard duel.

Jin Cheonhee approached the fallen Hwangbo Mu-hwi and checked his pulse.

“Hmm, he’s just lost consciousness, there are no major injuries. Since I hit him while also stimulating acupoints, it should help his external strength.”

“…”

Amidst this crazy situation, the Typhoon Fist was momentarily at a loss for words.

He had thought his son might lose.

Defeat is a natural process for growing as a martial artist.

But usually, one imagines a duel where swords and fists clash, not ending in this manner.

“Thank you for showing restraint, Young Hero.”

“It’s nothing.”

Jin Cheonhee gave a gentle eye-smile.