I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

In the end, I didn’t find the underground library and ended up returning to my room.

I considered spending a few more days looking for it, but there was no time to spare since I needed to prepare for the training camp.

Vwoong.

I saw the fist swing down toward me.

As the black-gloved fist approached in front of my eyes, it felt as if I was suddenly facing the night.

Fwoosh!

Before I was taken into the night, I quickly turned my head and returned to the light.

My opponent’s attack continued.

The fist swinging at me opened and grasped at my clothes.