Taiji Fist (太極拳)

Boom!

The Flying Grandma’s strike slammed into my barrier with tremendous force.

‘Ugh!’

It was heavy. An incredibly weighty blow—hard to believe it came from an old woman.

We’d only exchanged a single blow, but I could tell at once that his strength was far beyond what I’d imagined.

In other words, he was an Awakened. At least B-rank, and quite possibly a low-end A-rank.

‘Why would an Awakened come after me?’

I couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

I couldn’t remember doing anything to earn the grudge of another Awakened.

I could proudly say I’d lived my life with a clear conscience...