My Dad Is Too Strong

a conference room at the Hunter's Office

There were a total of five people sitting at the long round table.

Director Jung Young-chul checked the time with his watch.

It was now past 2:30 p.m.

Swoosh.

An S-class Hunter and a shepherd from China examined the faces of the people in the conference room.

Although he was Chinese, he knew all the identities of the people sitting here.

He must be, because he was all famous.

'Icarus guild's Kang Min-hyuk and Han Min-ji. The other one is......... Is it Kwak Young-ho?'

S-class hunters who rank among the top 10 in the Korean Hunter Rankings.

But who are you waiting for?'

The shepherd licked his tongue and tilted his chair back.

Sent from the Hunter Administration Bureau of China, he came to Korea to attack the central part of the country.

There are no attack squads other than Behimos who are currently targeting the core, but are gathered to overcome the limitations of the absolute shortage of personnel.

The shepherd closed his eyes thinking that more Korean S-class hunters would come.

Jiing.

then

The automatic door to the conference room opened.

The shepherd opened his eyes and turned his head toward the door.

'......who is it?'

in his memory

There was no S-class Hunter with such a face.

"Lee, officer Lee Do-joon?"

Except for Jung Young-chul and the shepherd, the rest of the people were surprised.

And Jung Young-chul jumped up from his seat and bowed down.

"Thank you very much for coming despite your busy schedule."

"No, thanks to you, we've had a good day. Thank you very much."

"If you need anything, please let me know."

The shepherd looked at Jung Young-chul and Do-jun alternately with a curious look.

Chung Young-chul, director of Hunter Management in South Korea.

With the exception of the president, is there anyone in Korea he can treat so politely?

'In addition to that'

Other S-class hunters were also stiff.

Everyone was courteous to see a man named Lee Do-joon, who just came in.

The current situation.

The shepherd was incomprehensible.

The title of the official in charge is given to public officials.

Besides, considering the age range, the water supply wouldn't be that high.

Or am I mistaken?'

The shepherd checked the ring on his finger.

Artifacts that remove language barriers.

Seeing that the green light is on, you may not have misheard it.

a squeaking sound

Dojun sat in an empty seat.

It was right next to the shepherd.

Jung Young-chul, after watching him.

He opened his mouth.

"Everyone's here. Nice to meet you. I'm Jung Young Chul, Director of Hunter Management. I'm sure you all know why we're here today. Ah, Director Lee Do-joon, please just listen comfortably and refer to the center."

Dojun nodded.

After a while, the lights in the conference room went out and a hologram photo appeared in the middle of the table.

It was a huge hole, center, in Sodaesan Mountain, Gangwon-do.

Jung Young-chul touched his finger on the table.

Then the hologram picture was enlarged.

The interior of the center began to be seen.

"Ten years ago, a crack occurred and a hole was formed in Sodaesan Mountain in Gangwon-do. Well, as you all know. We call it the center. And three years ago, he started the Behimos Guild as a target and did a dive."

Beep.

The percentages were marked next to the picture with the words Progress.

"Except for this dive, we've done a total of 20 dives in over three years. We've got about 1.4 percent of the ecosystem in the center. It's 500 meters below the ground. And the Behimos Guild is no longer progressing at 500 meters from the 18th Dive, and it's probably the same this time."

The Bechimos Guild was a small group of three people.

The First Hunters, including Lee Kang-hyun.

But even they were repeatedly failing to attack the center.

The reason is that it is too difficult.

"In fact, I think it's almost a miracle to go down to 500 meters and come back alive, but somehow our Hunter Administration has a responsibility to target the heart. I'm trying to increase the number of people on the attack team because I'm diving but I'm not making any progress. And those of you who are here today are the preliminary members to join the attack team.

Jung Young-chul looked at Do-joon once, and again moved his eyes to hologram pictures.

Dojun could see that not only Jung Young-chul, but everyone here, except the shepherd, was watching his own senses.

The reason was simple.

I want you to go to the center with me.

Dojun also knew the fact.

"I have a question."

"Yes. Mr. Pillow Hunter."

"Who is this?"

The shepherd pointed his thumb at Dojun.

I wasn't curious about the name.

I was just curious about what this person was like and how he was being polite.

And Jung Young-chul answered the question.

I'm Lee Do-joon, responsible for crack management at Seoul City Hall. And...... he was the commander of the S-class Crack that happened the day before yesterday."

"Your commanding officer? You must have the skill of that side."

Do-jun shrugged and smiled.

At that time, Youngchul was in a desperate moody.

"You didn't give me an interpreter ring. Just a moment, please...…"

"It's okay. I understand everything."

"......Did you major in Chinese?"

"Well, that's similar."

I don't know how long I lived in Zhongyuan, Chinese-speaking.

Honestly, I felt more familiar with Chinese until a week after I returned to Earth.

Jung Young-chul nodded and continued his speech.

"We have more than two weeks left until Bechimos' scheduled return, and since then, we've been thinking about increasing the size of the attack squad and trying again. Details are planned to be made after Behimos returns and will be discussed anew based on their reports."

Then Kang Min-hyuk raised his hand.

"You said you're a new member, but do you include Lee Do-joon?"

"That's still in the air. It's up to your doctor."

To Chung Young-chul's answer.

The Hunters' faces, except for the shepherd, were clearly disappointed.

Dojun, who simply killed Malanuch, the Gesin, a monster of the Umyeon Mountain S.

It was clear that if he were included in the attack squad, it would be a greater boost than he had won the 10 million.

"You look so weak..."

The shepherd muttered.

The faces of those who heard the words hardened.

Except for Dojun.

Then the shepherd squeaked and asked.

"Or are you strong?"

* * *

The words took people by surprise them.

Anyone can tell that the shepherd is provoking Dojun.

It is said to be a shepherd who is currently ranked 8th in China.

Anyone who saw Dojun's skills could naturally say that Dojun's side was much stronger than the shepherd's side.

However, the shepherd was not aware of Dojun's skills, so it was a natural response.

It was ridiculous to hear that a civil servant, not a hunter, was a preliminary member to be assigned to the center.

'You're a little confident.'

Do-jun smiled inwardly at the shepherd staring at him.

Even in the midfield, such a man was bound to be everywhere.

However, the fact that he is confident means that he has high self-esteem.

I could have praised that.

'What can I do for you?'

It could have destroyed that petty self-esteem at once.

Or, you could've been a grown-up and chastised.

There was also a way to ignore it altogether.

Normally you would have chosen number 3, but the people here now know some of their power.

Worries did not last long.

"At least."

Dojun looks at the shepherd with a wry look.

"I think you can win."

Said.

Dojun's counter-offensive.

The shepherd gave a false laugh.

In Korea, the only person who can beat himself is the swordsman.

Of the Chinese who are well over a billion.

She is one of the top 10 players in the world rankings.

"Then shall we test it out?"

The shepherd rose from his seat.

His face was all distorted.

* * *

located in the basement of the Hunter Administration Bureau.

A training ground near the practical evaluation laboratory.

He said, wrapping a bandage around his wrist that the shepherd had released.

"Do it now if you want to tell me to look."

Dojun shrugged.

The shepherd grazed his teeth when he looked so relaxed.

In China, anyone had a chance to speak to themselves.

Why can Dojun be so arrogant?

"You'd better wear a suit if you don't want to die."

A black suit with a white shirt.

And spiky shoes.

It was a typical office worker's outfit for work.

Do-jun laughed at the unnecessary worry.

I scanned the calluses in the fists of the shepherd.

Soon, the shepherd wrapped a bandage around his fist.

He pulled his right leg forward and slightly lowered his position to fight with his fist.

S-class skill, Taegeuk Shin Kwon.

It was a skill that made the shepherd one of China's top S-class hunters.

After gaining enlightenment by applying the Mana Operation Method of the ceremony, which was invented by Lee Kang-hyun, the rank rose one notch to level S. 'Taegeuk Shin Kwon.'

Dojun looked at the position of the shepherd.

At once, we could see that it was the basic position of the Taegeukgi Shinwon.

And one of the countless fragments of memory in the midfield came to mind.

"Was he a man of his own?…'

the 11th great writer of the Wudang faction

I don't know exactly when Dojun is.

One of the dozens and millions of lives in the midfield reminded me of the time when I entered the shamanic school.

He was promoted to a full-fledged disciple and received the Bonjeolgi of Wudangpa directly from Taehejin, the 11th eldest writer. Taegeukgi was also included in the festival.

'By the way.'

It's so sloppy.

A sloppy posture that can be seen just by glancing.

If Taeheojin saw the current shepherd.

He must have been bursting to death.

Swoosh.

Dojun is in position.

And the eyes of the shepherd grew bigger and bigger.

Because that posture was the basic position of the Taegeukgi Shinwon.

Of course, I thought Dojun was copying.

But there was something that could never be overlooked.

You can't see the gap.'

It's like looking at a giant stone.

Looking at Dojun's pale-faced shepherd.

said gravely.

"Shall I go first from my side?"

".........."

anxiously waiting for the answer of the shepherd

Thick.

Dojun stepped lightly.

At that moment, Dojun's new model disappeared.

'What?'

And the shadow that emerged from behind the shepherd.

Dysplasticity ().

Dojun put in his moxibustion.

To make him realize.

The shepherd turned around, and punched him.

The fist narrowly missed Do-jun's neck.

"You bastard!"

A blood-stained shepherd shouts loudly.

As if he was looking at himself, he dug into Do-jun, who was raising the corners of his mouth.

two fists rife in the air

And the shepherd's attack didn't hit Dojun by a hair's breadth again.

Boooong!

Bung!

The more porous it is, the more.

The face of the shepherd rose yellow.

'Yi, this is......'

It's not that you can't get it right.

It's just what it looks like.

The attack was on his own attack.

It was Lee Do-joon in front of his eyes that controlled it.

anxiety that grows with the passage of time

Meanwhile

Jung Young-chul, who was watching Daeryeon, gulped down his dry saliva.

There was no movement of Dojun in the first place.

Sometimes only the afterimage of the shepherd was visible.

then

slurping through

Blue energy rose from the two fists of the shepherd's.

His eyes were filled with blood.

And

Bang!

Hit the ground and rush to Dojun.

Lightning gwongangs roared.

The vegetation of the taegeuk mark was developed in order.

Boooong!

'Why!'

Boooong!

Why would I do that to you?

I can't reach a single blow.

The more we attack.

The more Dojun avoids the attack.

Differences in skills that come shudder down the body.

"Oh, I'm..."

Sweat from the whole body soaked the inside of the suit.

On the contrary, not a single drop of sweat came out of Dojun's body.

And the moment the shepherd used all his strength to develop the last herbivore.

Dojun, who had been avoiding him until now, stopped at his seat and extended his fist to the face of the shepherd.

Phaang!

The fist stopped before it reached the forehead of the shepherd.

"Ah.......Ah..."

It seems like a typhoon passed by at the momentarily.

The shepherd's hair was a mess.

To flop.

I fainted on the spot.