The Martial Master - 37 A New World.

“Deal.”

With a resolute gaze, Su Min clenched his fists as he stared right at the blurred black figure. The figure in turn, with a smile, leaned right into his face and whispered.

“Hehe. You won’t regret it. Not that you’d be able to feel regret anyway, pfft!”

“You, as the Martial holder, will be driven by power, and only power! Ruthless, uncaring, deathly still, no sexual drive, the lot! You’ll be a doll, a doll of death! Enjoy it, as with your anger filled heart, the world will reek!

HAHAHAHAH!”

The figure, with a snarly voice, roared at Su Min as the world shook with a terrifying ripple. A chasm, seemingly originating from the abyss of time, sprawled in the air as an echoing thunder ruptured the sky.

“HAHAHAHA! You, you will know, know the pain of loss! See, as you have decided to fuck your beliefs, let us see you fuck the world!”

Widening his gaze, the figure stood up and patted his skinny legs with a teacup in his hand. The sky swirled into a vortex of blackness that would make anyone shudder with terror, yet Su Min’s eyes glazed over at that very moment.

He felt his soul lose something, something precious.

“Huh?”

*BANG* *DIIIIIING*

The chasm, resembling a beasts growl, scowled as everything became such a chasm. Su Min, finding himself weightless, got engulfed into the blitzing blaze, where the only thing that echoed in his ears was the last sentence the figure cried…

“Hahaha! Fuck the heavens!!”

*SSSSS*

His mind, with a spasm, switched off as a strange feeling erupted in him. It was a feeling of life.

*BANG*

“?”

Maybe a year had passed, maybe a second, but in this split second for Su Min, he felt a rough ground barrage into reality. A light, piercing with wavy streaks that flapped under the numerous leaves, shrouded over him.

“Hm?”

Su Min, blinking, looked around and frowned. He didn’t recognise this place.

*Wooosh*

A wind, calm yet chilling, blew across him. Yet, this simple wind made Su Min’s mind scamper and revel in danger!

“?!”

Su Min, in instinct, leapt off the floor as a sudden piercing blade shot at him. It was silent, and its speed made Su Min’s already fatigued mind dizzy…

*GRAB*

However, by some strange occurrence, his body moved by itself as Su Min grabbed the blade with his bare hands.

*SHATTER*

Gripping, the shining blade shattered!

“My body…”

Su Min felt the world around him seem strange, his body, his eyes, everything was different…

*SCAMPER*

Twitching, Su Min felt a faint flutter of leaves scamper away from him in a bush near him. Not thinking, not even changing expression, Su Min leapt forward and with a blur that was instantaneous, he appeared right at the bush.

“W-what?!”

A view entered his eyes as a half-naked man, running, looked back at him with an incredulous expression. His body was covered in strange tattoos, tattoos that seemed alive. Not only this but on his forehead shone with a simple symbol of a circle.

“Die.”

Su Min, feeling nothing but anger, uttered one word as his body grasped the air with his hand, doing it without his command. A strange phenomenon happened, where the man with widened eyes, choked under an invisible force. His body lifted in the air as he kicked the ground, yet it did nothing.

“GUHUH!”

*CRACK*

Not even taking a second, the man’s neck ruptured as his eyes shone with unwillingness and disbelief. Su Min, though, was focusing on his hand.

“W-what was that…?”

Su Min eyes glistened as a world he’d never think he would see erupted out of him. Like his senses had returned, a realm full of gold shuddered around him. The gold was clear, concise, and beautiful.

“…Law?”

Su Min felt his mind get bombarded with information as a stream of talent techniques sundered with an invisible wave from his newfound bloodline.

“Ancient Law?”

Su Min rubbed his eyes as the strange information muddled his thoughts, though, without him even thinking, that simple movement of his hand roused every golden strand surrounding him for metres. It was like a resonance, resonating with his palm.

Shaking, Su Min performed the same grabbing movement he did before.

*BANG*

The golden strands, as if they had found their master, trembled before gathering at a fixed point a few meters in front of Su Min. A booming slap reverberated in the air as a shockwave rustled a few twigs on the ground.

“My body…”

Su Min, feeling empty, gazed at his body. His chest, like it had been revitalised, was no longer blurry!

“A Golden figure?”

A simple symbol glittered atop his chest, one of a golden man sitting down in meditation. He was inside of a circle, one where 8 more unoccupied spaces accompanied him.

Just as he trembled at such a revelation, the information in his head finally became somewhat readable.

‘Ancient Fist Arts-

Ancient one, be blessed with the complete manual of the forbidden ancient arts. Fist arts, body arts, law. Cultivate the second energy of the universe, the might of the ancient energy.

One to nine. Cultivate each symbol, and ascend the energies laws. Surpass your techniques and ascend the nine nirvanas! You, a primal being, have the duty to fight for our race’s survival!

Slaughter the fiends, the fiends of the heavens race and the martial race, ancient one.’

As if he had gained what he was always meant to know, his mind fell into a daze as a string of words imprinted themselves into his mind. He, curious, gazed at his muscle fibres and bone, even his skin.

“Gold…”

It was all gold, shining with a mystical beauty. Each of his muscle fibres, each of his bones, they were precious. In fact, although his skin wasn’t gold, tiny runes glittered atop his skin like jewels.

‘I wasn’t cultivating the races techniques, I was cultivating my body to be able to cultivate their techniques…’

Su Min, realising this, paused. He didn’t gasp, though, but he felt a strange feeling.

It was a feeling of power, something that made him happy.

‘I’m at the very beginning of the first stage…’

Su Min knew that he had just reached the first stage, and even though the symbol on his chest was clear, it wasn’t complete by any standard. It glowed, but the glow contained a flicker that was dull and insignificant

But, because he had just reached the first stage, he could control the ancient energy of the world in a 5-meter area around him. Merely with a wave of his hand…

‘I’m not human?’

Su Min, looking for the familiar intents his old body had, found nothing. He couldn’t sense the martial energy of the world, and he couldn’t feel the intent

In fact, just as he thought about that, he shuddered as he remembered something.

“The book..!”

Scampering, Su Min shifted his vision onto his body. He, just discerning that he was wearing a jacket, also saw the book resting in its pocket. Somehow, his jacket had stayed with him…

“Hm…”

It was confusing, as wasn’t he the Martial Race? Was he going to fight himself? For him to cultivate the ancient but not the martial energy made no sense to him.

Though, no matter how hard he thought he couldn’t come up with an answer. Everything already made no sense, including how he had reincarnated; how he had gained an ancient body with an unknown talent, and how such a body was fully cultivated in the beginner technique that he had just started a while ago…

“Though, where am I…”

Looking around, Su Min grumbled. He was in a forest, though everything felt different. To be exact, old. The trees were old, the soil, everything. Though, because of this, he felt right at home…

“How am I going to find where I live?”

He wanted to run back and kill that bastard, but it seemed that he couldn’t. He may as well be on the other side of the world for all he knows.

“Well, maybe I can go and ask those tattoo people.”

Sighing, Su Min rubbed his shimmering golden hair, dazzling with a faint shine that blinded with a pressuring gold. In fact, now that he examined the area, everything around him was trembling from his presence.

“Tattoo people…”

Remembering their appearance, Su Min hopped as he felt the surrounding space around him. The ancient fist arts remerged from his head as he thought.

‘I can control the golden energy around me, so shouldn’t I be able to fly?’

Eyes glistening, Su Min focused his attention on the endless golden energy surrounding him, and with a sudden hymn from his chest, the energy darted toward him with a violent manner!

*BANG* *ZOOOOOM*

“Fuck.”

Not controlling it properly, the energy slammed into Su Min with a thud, hurling him backwards for an unknown distance, nearing that of a mile. Only sensing a tingling sensation on his skin, Su Min sighed with annoyance.

It seemed that his control was lacklustre right now; coinciding with his mind that was having trouble getting used to his new body. His mind was trying to catch up with his body with its control over the laws of the golden energy, and this may take a while.

In fact, he had a strange feeling from his chest. It was as if space was there, one similar to the space he learned the two fist arts form.

“Guess I’ll run.”

Feeling a headache coming from all the new technique methods that were imprinting themselves into his mind, Su Min breathed deeply and looked ahead.

*Wooosh*

A bristling wind, and a strange sky, Su Min gazed with an emotionless frame that made the trees quiver and the air shudder. A being, his being, his bloodline. It is such a bloodline that the world hasn’t seen since the beginning of time, and it will now usher a new era.

“Gold is bland, to be honest.”