Absolute Regression Chapter 599

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Episode 599: Ask to borrow a sword instead

Kwon-ma didn’t let his guard down because he was wearing his sword.
His opponent was strong. Even though he fought with all his might, he still couldn’t kill him. He even made him wear his sword armor.

Besides, Kang-hoo has now raised his last venom.

If you let your guard down, you die.

It was still the same for both of them.
They rushed at each other.

Because of the blades protruding from Kang-hoo’s fist, his arms ended up being longer than Kwon-ma’s.

Oh my god.

The blade that could cut through iron like a sheet of paper passed by Kwonma’s face. Since it was still unknown whether the swordsman could block that murderous blade, Kwonma avoided the attack as much as possible and responded cautiously.

But you can’t avoid it forever.

In an instant, a blade of murderous intent flew in at an unavoidable angle.

Paaak!

The blade that flew in, tearing through the air, was stopped by Kwonma’s palm.

‘Damn it! It’s blocked.’

Kang-hoo saw that there was no damage to the armor. This was the majesty of the best armor in the world.

Oh my god.

Kang-hoo twisted his body at Kwon-ma’s counterattack and quickly stepped back.

“It would be nice to hide behind a pair of gloves. Why not even carry a shield?”

It was a persistent attempt to somehow scratch his pride and get him to take off his shoes.

Bang, bang!

Kwon Ma said, hitting his palm with his fist again.

“This is enough.”

This was not the reaction Kang-hoo wanted. His provocations and taunts did not work.
Kang-hoo did not know one thing. Kwon-ma had been wandering around the Central Plains with the cult leader since his youth, so he had more combat experience than any of the demons.
He was a person who had experienced all kinds of provocations from all kinds of enemies.

Love, love, love.

Kang-hoo’s fist quickly aimed for Kwon-ma’s vital point. If he hit it just once, it would be over.
If the blade pierced his body, the fist would strike the wounded spot.

Kwon-ma dodged the flying blade and threw a punch.

Phew.

As if a huge lump of iron had hit him, his cheek, where Kwonma’s fist had touched, became hot as if it had been burned.

Shhh!

Kang-hoo’s blade, which had avoided the attack, aimed for the abdomen. It was a large body that seemed like it would get stabbed no matter how you stabbed it.
The attack just grazed and grazed again.

It wasn’t easy to leave even a single scratch on Kwon Ma’s body.
Of course, Kang Hoo didn’t easily allow Kwon Ma to strike. This was a matter of survival.

One hit and you’re dead.

This sense of crisis kept the two people’s bodies in a state of extreme excitement.
Given their abilities, it would be natural to assume that they would calmly assess the situation and fight, but that was not the case. Right now, the two people were extremely excited.

It was a state of extreme excitement where even if my bones were broken and my flesh was torn off, it wouldn’t hurt, and even if my wrist was cut off, I would still punch it with the same cut.

That’s why I was able to block it. The attacks they exchanged were coming at me with such extreme speed and power that I could never have stopped them if I hadn’t been so excited. If I hadn’t been excited, I wouldn’t have been able to hold my wits about me.

Their fists suddenly gained strength, and new forms disappeared in an instant.
The air surrounding the two people burst out one after another as if it were going to burst their eardrums.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It was such a force that anything that had been there would have been shattered. If there had been a rock, it would have been turned to dust, and if there had been a lump of iron, it would have been crushed into rice cake.

Since both of them had surpassed the level of being bound by herbivory, their fight was truly showing the extreme limits of martial arts.

Ilhwageomjon, who was watching their fight, felt that this fight was now heading towards its end.
They fought without resting, using such enormous internal energy, so there couldn’t be much internal energy left. Both of them would try to decide the outcome sooner or later.

She cheered for Kwon Ma in her heart.
If Kwon Ma were to die even once, it would not be his death alone. Ian, Geommu-geuk, and even herself who had watched it. The aftermath would affect everyone.

‘You have to win for our sake.’

Ilhwageomjon looked at Ian who was standing next to her.
She sent a message to Ian.

-Don’t see it as your father’s fight, see it as a fight between two horses.

How could smart Ian not know what that means?

-Yes, Your Majesty.

It means to set aside personal feelings and not miss any of their actions and memorize them.
Where else would you have the opportunity to see a fight like this in person?

Papapapang!

At that moment, when he was striking and showing extreme concentration, Kang-hoo lost his balance.
Kwon-ma didn’t miss that moment and struck him in the chest with his shoulder.

Boom!

The moment he was hit, Kang-hoo swung his sword of life, but it was blocked by Kwon-ma’s hand.

Love, love, love.

bang!

Kang-hoo, who was hit in the face by Kwon-ma’s fist, was pushed back with a thud.
Blood flowed out of his nose.

In a fight between these masters, what’s the point of a nosebleed?

It was something that was truly impossible, but it was something that could happen because it was their fight.

Kang-hoo asked, pressing the acupoint on the bridge of his nose to stop the bleeding.

“It was your chance, so why didn’t you follow through?”

He was not attacking even though he was tilting his head back and looking up at the sky.
Kwonma said while rubbing his wrists and fists.

“You like digging traps, don’t you?”

When he was in danger earlier, he meant to use the sword of life.
It was a sharp remark. If he had actually followed him, he would have been determined to launch a surprise attack.

Kang-hoo felt his chest tighten. This was the first time in his life that he had had such difficulty dealing with someone.
Naturally, his gaze turned to Ian.

‘If only I could take Kwon Ma’s daughter hostage.’

The reason why he hadn’t put it into action yet was because of the Ilhwa Sword Lord standing in front of Ian. If he messed with her and she got involved in this fight, then the gates of hell would really open.

‘I didn’t want to go that far with this method.’

Kang-hoo used the move he had been saving.
It was a move that required the use of the Innate True Energy, and it was a move that could only be used at the cost of his disciple Jin-da’s life.
However, this was the only way to defeat that big fist that was stronger than expected.

“Okay, let’s see the end now.”

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Kang-hoo’s gaze turned to his disciple Jin-dan, who had been watching the fight until now.
Seeing his master’s gaze, Jin-dan finally felt that it was time for him to step forward.

‘I will give my life to help you.’

The letters engraved on the fist of the diagnosis began to emit a red light. Then, as if it had been waiting, a blue light like a ghost fire also emitted from Kang-hoo’s hand.

Saaaaaaaah.

The blue and red lights began to move towards each other.
Originally, Kang-hoo had to contain both of these energies in his fist.

However, since these two energies were in conflict, if they were in one person’s body, they would cause great internal injuries from the collision. Since the power was not enough to prevent that, one of the energies was stored in the disciple’s fist.

You must gather this energy and eliminate the Kwonma as quickly as possible. If the two energies start to clash, you will not be safe either.

He knew that he had to convey his energy, but there was a crucial fact that he did not know.
Not only the energy in his hand, but also his life force and innate energy would be sucked out, and he would eventually die. He did not know that it was such an evil sorcery. No, that his master was so ruthless.

Wheeeeeeeeee.

The blue and red energies met and began to mix in the air.
That was the moment.

Shhh!

A brisk, short gust of wind was heard.
The next moment, the red energy that had filled the air entered Jin-da’s body again.

Crunch.

The sound of the sword being retrieved.
Before he knew it, Ilhwageomjon was standing behind Jindan.

The division began with a sizzling sound.

Srrrrrr.

The new form of the diagnosis was cut diagonally and blood spurted out. He lost his life without even knowing why or how he died.

Kang-hoo shouted with a furious face, not knowing that Ilhwageomjon would intervene in this fight.

“This crazy bitch!”

Ilhwageomjon looked at Kang-hoo and spoke leisurely.

“Wasn’t it a one-on-one fight? Was this a fight that could have been fought one-on-one?”

The moment he said that, it would be like admitting that it was okay for Ilhwageomjon to interfere.
Another harsh curse burst out of Kang-hoo’s mouth.

“This fucking bitch! This cowardly, evil cult bastard who is worse than a worm!”

When Ian swore at Ilhwageomjon, Ian got angry.
However, Ilhwageomjon, who was the person involved, didn’t care at all.
The person she was concerned about now was Kwonma.

Ilhwageomjon slightly lowered his head as he looked at Kwonma.
He didn’t know what would happen when the energy of those disciples combined. Of course, it was a fight he shouldn’t interfere in.

Ilhwageomjon believed in Kwonma’s change.
His flexible mind. His changed life.
May this fight today not be a fight for honor, but a fight for victory.

Fortunately, Kwon Ma didn’t look displeased at all.
Instead, he expressed his gratitude to her.

“Thank you.”

Kang-hoo laughed at Kwon-ma.

“You’re wearing a jumpsuit, and now you even have help from a woman.”

I tried to provoke him until the very end, but it didn’t work.

“If that woman is the Sword Master, wouldn’t it be worth receiving her help?”

A smile appeared on Ilhwageomjeon’s lips at Kwonma’s words. He had never thought he would say something like that about himself. Yes, his prediction was correct.

Ian could feel it now. This was the real fight of the demons. A fight between real adults who did not get caught up in the provocations of their opponents and did not miss what was important. She was once again seeing the path she had to take.

On the other hand, Kang-hoo’s expression completely hardened. If the guy who had submitted the report on Palmazone was in front of me, I would have smashed his head in right away. The reports he had submitted on the Amazons were all nonsense.

He didn’t know why Kwon-ma wanted to win this fight now.
Kwon-ma didn’t have any desire to win and gain honor. He just wanted to win quickly and wait for one person here.

When the sword dance drama came out, I hoped that the first person I saw would be me, not Kang-hoo who was swearing so obscenely.
That’s why I wanted to see the little cult leader laughing and joking. It didn’t matter if the joke wasn’t on me. No, I’d rather it wasn’t. He
said it to Ian, and to Ilhwa Sword Master.
He was enough of a person just to watch that.

‘Now that I think about it, I had similar thoughts when I was young and hanging out with the cult leader.’

He didn’t want anyone to dare to mess with the leader. He wanted to protect the leader so that he could become the main character, even if he himself wasn’t the main character.

Kwon-ma clenched his fist with that feeling in his heart.

Kwaaak.

Kang-hoo’s fist was filled with emotion and enormous internal energy.

Kwak.

They knew instinctively that this was the final clash.

Ss …

The blade of murderous intent that emerged from Kang-hoo’s fist grew longer.
Kwon-ma spoke to him.

“No, go to my daughter and ask her to lend you a sword.”

Kwon Ma-do was a man who knew how to make fun of others. He also knew how to enjoy fighting. Ian was watching, so he was just enduring it.

Of course, Kang-hoo was not taken lightly either.

“Why do you borrow it? You can just tear it all apart and take it.”

The two people threw themselves at each other.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The seventh and
final blow of Kang-hoo’s Soul-Death Strike.

The last of Kwonma’s Wall Power Shura
Kwon, the sixth fist, Yeomrye Shura.

What’s in Kwonma’s fist is waiting and longing.
What’s in Kanghoo’s fist is hatred and loathing.

Before fists clashed, what Kwon-ma saw was not the hell that Kang-hoo had created, but a cliff.

That cliff I had been looking up at for a long time.

Kwon-ma felt that the strength in his arms and fists was different than usual. It was a feeling that was hard to describe. Confidence that seemed like it could even knock down a cliff burst out of his fists.

‘Yeah, I’ll break it down!’

In that way, the two fists of Kwon Ma and Kwon Wang clashed head-on.

Kwaaaaang!

Even the hatred and loathing he had suppressed layer by layer could not overcome Kwon Ma’s heart for the sword dance.

Papapapapak!

The blade of life shattered, creating a white halo.
The fist of Kwon-ma that broke the blade also shattered Kang-hoo’s fist.

Crunch! Crunch!

“Eww!”

A terrible scream came from Kang-hoo’s mouth, and the scream did not last long. Kang-hoo saw a dark shadow covering his entire field of vision. It was as if the sky was falling on him.

Bam!

The big fist of the fist-breaker flew straight through and hit Kang-hoo’s face.
Kang-hoo’s self-defense energy shattered into pieces, and his face caved in and completely caved in.
With his face shattered, the fist king Kang-hoo slowly fell forward.

There was no thunder in Yeomryosura.
And the last thing Kang-hoo saw was Death, who was sitting in the stands and watching the fight.

thud.

The desperate Kang-hoo fell to the ground.
It was the moment when the life-and-death battle between Kwon-ma and Kwon-wang finally ended.

“father!”

Ian ran to Kwonma and hugged him tightly. He was so happy that his father was safe. He didn’t show it on the outside, but you wouldn’t know how much he was longing for him.
Ilhwageomjon told him to see it as Kwonma’s fight, not his father’s, but how could he do that?

“I’m fine.”

Only then did Ian feel relieved at Kwonma’s solid answer.
Now, she was not his daughter, but a single person, conveying her feelings about the fight just a moment ago.

“That was really cool.”

Kwonma smiled awkwardly, but it was a smile that suited his rough face so well.

Ilhwageomjon, who had been silently watching the scene, could tell that Kwonma had reached another level through this fight. A life-or-death battle with such an opponent at the same level as them was truly a chance more precious than elixir.

Yeon Baek-in stared blankly at the completely destroyed officer. The corpses piled up there were all from the same side as him. He was clearly on Kang-hoo’s side, so even if Kwon-ma killed him in one stroke, he had nothing to say.

At that moment, something caught Yeon Baek-in’s eye.

‘uh?’

Everything around was shattered, but there were some things that were not broken.
They were the chairs with the machinery that went down to the basement.
They were the only ones that were intact in this place where everything was broken and destroyed.

‘no way?’

Was it a coincidence? Or was it?
Yeon Baek-in’s gaze turned to Kwon Ma.

Kwon-ma was slowly taking off the jumpsuit he was wearing.
Kwon-ma’s eyes looking down at the jumpsuit were deep.

After wrapping it up neatly, Kwon-ma picked up the clothes that had fallen on the floor and put them in his arms.
He hadn’t noticed it when he took them out earlier, but the leather pouch that held the suicide note was firmly fixed. He had attached the armor pouch so that it would never be lost unless someone snatched the clothes away.

Yeonbaek-in was hesitant, but Ian could tell for sure.

That my father fought without breaking that chair.

They couldn’t come up because the passage was broken, but this was courtesy to the leader of the cult.
It was courtesy of the leader of the cult to not have them dig up the ground and come up through the organ they entered.

My father didn’t win because he was lucky. The meaning of this chair was that he left it behind even in that tense fight.

‘My father was stronger.’

And Ian could feel his father’s heart towards the cult leader.
The heart of the demon who wanted to wait for the cult leader after cleaning up this place.

I thought that perhaps the feelings of the swordsman who tried not to break the table in the Pungryu tavern and the father who protected the chair were not very different.

As if her guess was correct, Kwonma looked at the place that had become a mess and spoke to Yeon Baek-in.

“A noble person is coming up, so clean up thoroughly.”

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