Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 119

Episode 119

King of Fists, Fight Back

Danwoo Seong calmly collected the thoughts that came to his mind as he approached the place where the magic sword was again.

Cheonma, Geomma, Gwangma, Hyeoljon, Hwanma, and even the Little Princess of Manmagung.

And I also remembered the white cat that didn't look ordinary.

Since he called the madman a sinner, it was clear they'd be fighting amongst themselves. Having fought the madman before, Danwoo Sung knew it wouldn't be easy for anyone to catch him.

Also, I thought that in the meantime, either the black horse or the heavenly horse would definitely hit someone on the back of the head.

This was the key.

That's why Danwoo Seong was approaching with the intention of hitting the back of the head of the person who hit him.

They're all guys who have to be killed anyway.

Even if the King of Fists appeared while they were fighting among themselves and ran around recklessly, the magicians would not be able to unite their minds.

This was the characteristic of magic.

Before the appearance of the first magician, the fact that it was always a mess was also its biggest weakness.

The King of Swords, who had retreated, re-entered the battlefield.

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Who is in the most difficult situation here?

It was a bloodline.

Blood Vengeance didn't understand the situation in which he was struggling against the blind swordsman.

It can't be helped.

The sword demon had acquired the Abyssal Gong, making the blood demon appear intelligent. Even if the blood demon unleashed a barrage of exquisite attacks, he could simply block them with his sword-proof body. Therefore, each time the blood demon's sword struck the sword demon's body, the blood demon became more vulnerable.

Because the sword demon was using his own body to spread his powers.

The combination of being blind and not being able to stab with a sword made for a battle that surpassed even the common sense of the masters.

The only thing that the sword demon was wary of was his body melting away at the blood spirit energy, but since the sword demon's internal energy was deeper to begin with, most of the blood spirit energy was blocked by the sword spirit.

The bloodline had no choice but to be classic.

“Hehehe.”

The swordsman who was swinging his sword sneered.

Certainly, once the fight started, I felt like the discomfort of being blind was gone.

But the common problem among those fighting here is speed.

Everyone can't help but be anxious.

If Baekmyo subdues the mad horse, the black horse will become dangerous.

If the sword demon subdues the blood demon first, the sword demon can join forces with the mad demon to fight the white cat.

The swordsman, who had already grasped the situation, spoke as he attacked the blood demon.

“You little mosquito, it looks like you don’t have much time left to live.”

The swordsman deliberately swung his sword while spitting out long words. He was demonstrating that he possessed far more composure than the Blood Lord.

When the Blood Lord suddenly became more defensive, the Sword Demon spoke teasingly.

"You're trying to run away? No way. Do you think I can run away because I'm blind? No way."

The black horse charged, swinging its magic sword like an axe.

This is truly a brutal attack.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

Moreover, since the sword demon had already lost his eyes, there was no way to break the sword's invincibility.

The Blood Lord, who had been fiercely striking the vertically falling demon sword with his longsword, screamed in fear that he could die like this.

“Hwanma! Princess!”

What the hell are these idiots doing!

When the bloodline asks for help······.

The black horse burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahaha… This is all the descendant of the Blood God can do. How pitiful.”

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The princess was examining the fallen horse that had fallen during the sword season.

“Look here, Hwanma. There’s no way it could have died in one hit.”

The demon lay quietly with his eyes closed, as if he had fainted, when from somewhere, the faint sound of the demon's eloquence reached the princess's ears.

"Little Princess, stay near my clone for a moment. Wi Ji-cheon will likely return and launch an ambush. He's not the type of man to care about a dead subordinate. His escape itself was a trick."

"hmm."

After hearing Hwanma's words, the princess stood there, still staring at his clone. She thought he'd been defeated by the Black Demon, but Hwanma was here again, setting a trap and waiting for Cheonma.

The princess nodded as if she understood.

The words of the illusion continued.

“I will open the gate of life in the direction the crown of your clone faces. When the Heavenly Demon arrives, step back in that direction.”

The Heavenly Horse had already approached without making any noise, but the Hwanma had created an illusionary battlefield around its clone, so it was staring intently at its approach.

The princess nodded innocently, as if she would do whatever the princess said.

The Heavenly Horse stopped as soon as it saw the Princess's back from a distance. The Princess lay there, seemingly unconscious. However, the Princess's gaze upon the Princess's condition was truly unsettling.

'Is this a trap for the devil?'

Cheonma approached the princess with his back to the ground and said.

“Your Majesty, is the horse dead?”

The princess turned around and looked at the heavenly horse, then took a step back and said.

“I was attacked by a swordsman. Don’t come near me.”

Cheonma approached, tilting his head.

"Dead? A ghost? That can't be."

Although the Sword Demon was strong, the Hwanma wouldn't be easily defeated. The Heavenly Demon, scanning his surroundings, caught sight of the Princess again and closed the distance with a light attack. He intended to kill the Princess first.

The princess known to Cheonma was a prey who had consumed all the elixirs available, using the vast wealth of the Manmagung Palace. Her internal energy was profound to the point of uselessness, but her mind was so feeble that she lacked any dignity.

But even the Manmagoongju lacks dignity.

Suddenly, Cheonma, who was thinking like this, felt a strange sense of unease and thought even more that he had to kill the princess quickly.

When the princess turned around and ran away…

As Cheonma passed by the lying Hwanma, he lifted his foot and trampled on the Hwanma's head.

puck!

Then, as if the formation was activated, the shattered phantom's clone dispersed into black smoke and spread around the Heavenly Demon.

The moment the Heavenly Horse bursts a purple wave of energy······.

Regardless, the whole area became pitch black and the voice of the demon was heard.

“Wi Ji-cheon, let’s have a showdown.”

Cheonma replied, looking into the darkness with a trembling expression.

“Ah… This is just like you. Do whatever you want.”

“Okay.”

In the darkness, the clones of the illusionary demons began to appear one by one, and soon they had grown to fill the entire area, and all of them were staring at the Heavenly Demon.

Magic vs. magic.

Cheonma knew that the essence of illusion magic was to instill fear in the opponent.

But Cheonma was a man who had no fear in his personality, character, or psychology. He was a man who had grown up with a nature that did not fear death.

Cheonma said, spreading both hands.

“Hwanma, do you think this is the first time I’ve played a clone game like this?”

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Danwoo Seong passed by while watching the scene of a mad horse and a white cat fighting while moving.

They were fighting fiercely, most of it with Mad Demon's blasts exploding. It was a miracle he was holding on, but Mad Demon was already bleeding all over.

Every time the white cat, which had grown so large that even Danwoosung was surprised, struck its front paws, the mad horse was thrown back.

'What a monster.'

Even so, when the mad horse unleashed its twin blades or launched attacks manifesting as external energy, the white cat leaped around to evade. Its movements were more agile and agile than those of a ferocious beast, reminiscent of a cat's natural instincts.

Anyway, since it didn't seem like Baekmyo would lose, I left the mad horse alone for a while.

Danwoosung passed by, then gradually increased his speed. He spotted the sword horse chasing the bleeding blood creature and immediately followed suit. As Danwoosung approached, the sword horse, which had been desperately trying to catch up with the blood creature, launched a light attack and fiercely hurled its magic sword.

Wheeeeeeeeeek!

At the same time, the sword horse kicked the ground and picked up speed.

The blood god turned around and swung his sword to strike the demon sword.

Boohoo!

At that moment, when the swordsman read the magic text of the Simma Sword, the magic sword that had twisted its direction in the air narrowly avoided the blood lord's sword and was stabbed into the blood lord's abdomen.

Phew!

As the blood lord hurriedly grabbed the demon sword that was stuck halfway into his abdomen with his left hand······.

The swordsman arrived in an instant, seizing his sword and thrusting it into the blood demon's abdomen. At the same time, the swordsman roughly grabbed the blood demon's head with his left hand and spoke.

“Mosquito, become a Buddha in the next life. Hahahahaha······.”

The Blood Lord gazed at the Sword Demon with bloodshot eyes, then poked the demon's eyes with his blood-soaked fingers. This was proof of his panic, for the demon had already lost his sight. However, the demon couldn't help but feel pain. The wounds that had once healed were now opening again.

Then, the sword demon began to absorb the blood lord's life force with his magic sword.

The moment a terrible scream burst from the bloodline's mouth······.

“Kkwaaaaak!”

Suddenly, the swordsman's head turned around.

"uh?"

As Danwoo-seong, who had flown in through the air, stretched out one hand, a white snake stretched out and wrapped itself around the blood lord's neck.

The screaming Blood Lord was dragged away by a whip made of brain energy, his neck wrapped around it. With a squeak, the demon sword stuck in his abdomen was pulled out. The demon sword was also being drawn into his left hand, leaving him helpless.

Paji …

The blood demon's screams continued again and then suddenly stopped.

Danwoo-seong dragged the blood demon with the whip of the brain machine, killed him instantly with the whip, and then retrieved the whip.

It was truly a close call.

The sword horse absorbed only a tiny bit of the bloodline's energy and then immediately let go of its prey.

I'd barely had a bite of rice when that crazy kid came and kicked the table away. If I had eyes, I would have blinked a few times, shocked and infuriated by the absurdity.

The swordsman could only stare blankly at Danwoosung. He was staring at him through the abyss of the abyss, unable to see his expression. Danwoosung, engulfed in a tangle of white threads, glared at him and spoke.

"Why are you glaring at me like that, you little punk, when you don't even have eyes? That's strange. Are you using your mind's eye?"

The black demon cursed as he grabbed the demon sword again.

“이 개새끼야 하필······ 하필······!”

The words didn't come out properly.

Absorbing the Blood Zone alone would grant him immense new power, and he was so consumed by excitement that he neglected his surroundings. Furthermore, because he was solely focused on the Blood Zone through the Abyssal Gong, his reaction time was even slower.

Danwoo Seong felt uncomfortable dealing with Geomma like this.

Because he hadn't yet determined the location of the Heavenly Demon. Turning around with the Sword Demon right in front of him was also inconvenient.

First, Danwoo-seong took a few steps to close the distance with the intention of checking the sword horse's power······.

A mad horse flew in with a scream from the air, fell between Danwoo and Geomma, and rolled on the ground.

puck!

The madman spat out a curse.

“What the hell!”

At that moment, Danwoo-seong attacked the mad horse lying on the ground. Danwoo-seong crushed the mad horse's head with his brain.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!

As the startled mad horse hit the ground with Orson's tension and was lifted into the air while still lying down, the sword horse, who had been watching through the abyss, fired its sword energy into the air.

Waaa …

The mad horse twisted its body in the air and blocked the swordsman's sword energy with its twin swords.

Then, when the white cat arrived and roared with its mouth wide open, a sound hole filled the entire area and burst out.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Danwoo, Gwangma, and Geomma simultaneously covered their ears and resisted the yin qi. The yin qi was so fierce and powerful that it made all three of them flutter.

As Baekmyo swung his front paw at Danwoo-seong, Danwoo-seong retreated while performing a light attack.

Then, he struck the sword horse, which was staggering while resisting the sound, and sent it flying. The sword horse's new form flew far away, crashing headfirst into a large, beautiful tree, and then rolling around on the ground.

Then, Baekmyo leaped into the air and rushed at the mad horse again.

Meanwhile, Geomma suddenly got up and looked at Danwoo Seong with a deep gaze.

The moment when Danwoo Seong stepped on Noegak came back to me.

Then, the image of Danwoo Sung, gazing at Abyssal, changed dramatically, based on his memories. Previously, he had simply been surrounded by a haze of extreme heat, but now even his face was becoming more distinct.

The swordsman shouted at Danwoo-seong with a half-souled expression.

“King! How can you still be alive!”

Of course, since it was only visible to the Sword Demon's Abyssal Gong, it sounded like the ravings of a madman. It was also a side effect of the Abyssal Gong, which the ambassador had warned so carefully against. Sword Demon wanted to open his eyes and check, but with the Heavenly Demon not by his side, he felt a pang of despair, as if he were dying.

But in Geomma's opinion, that guy was definitely the King of Fists.

The problem was that no one would believe the swordsman's words.

Because these are the words of someone who cannot see.