Chapter 325: Awakening Jinmujon (2)
The remaining prison term passed quickly.
Though I was incredibly curious about the situation outside, I closed my ears and focused on examining my martial arts.
Even if I went out, nothing significant would change anyway.
It was calculated that transforming into the Super Jinmu-jeon and delivering a crushing blow of vengeance to those Lion Clan bastards would be far better.
And my plan worked perfectly.
From Park Ryong-sip-sam-tu to Jigokgyeong.
From the Thirteen Steps of the King of War to the Moon of Return.
With a single simple punch, I grasped the principle, explored the group, and found meaning.
I tossed that pathetic doubt—”Honestly, isn’t there much difference between the Nine Stars and the Ten Stars?”—into the trash bin and delved into each martial art until I mastered the Twelve Stars.
Of course, it wasn’t easy.
Sitting there any longer made my butt hurt, my mind grew hazy, and my body ached.
But I was no longer the Jinmujeon of the past.
Wasn’t I Jinmujin, the new type who overcame adult ADHD—called an incurable disease—through nearly a year of meditation?
Ah, of course, given the nature of this world, I’ve never actually been diagnosed with adult ADHD.
It’s just that after reading a book for about ten minutes, my mind goes haywire, so I suspect it.
Anyway, after all that effort, I was able to achieve my goals one by one.
Finally, I acquired martial arts worthy of being called the Supreme Martial Arts.
“…I’ve lost.”
