I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 290

Episode 290: The Martial Arts Tournament Finals (3)

Hyunyang bowed his head, clutching his trembling heart.

He realized why Hyunmongso was so eager to avoid it. He saw through its true nature.

The Hojojeolho skill that Hyunmongso learned was a martial art that only consisted of cutting the spine and lumbar vertebrae. That was why it could not be used recklessly.

This was especially true because the opponent was Mu-o, a rival of similar caliber.

'Hyeonmongso… … . He's a guy with a murderous spirit in his body. Did a shaman have a kid like that? More importantly… … why did he come to the competition?'

Ma Cheon-so glanced at Mu-o, who had gone down to the stage. Even though he had won, his expression did not look very cheerful.

He probably felt it too. That it wasn't a true victory.

"Hyeoncheonggeom Suhanseong Sohyeop's victory-!"

Then came the shouts of the shepherds announcing Suhanseong's victory.

The confrontation between Suhanseong ended faster than the previous confrontation.

There was no flashiness. Suhanseong raised his opponent's wooden sword and struck him, then slashed diagonally down at his empty chest. The opponent fell down with a sharp pain, and that was the end.

"He may be small in stature, but his movements are refined and he is able to apply his internal energy fairly evenly. He could even be considered for the championship, Sasauk."

Hyun-Yang smiled brightly and spoke about the level of Su-Han-Seong I had seen without any reservations, as if in return for my gratitude.

At this, Ma Cheon-so shrugged his shoulders, and those around him sent him displeased looks.

Did they come to chat amongst themselves? However, no one openly disparaged Suhanseong.

Because there is no one among those who have ascended to the throne who does not know what the movements of Suhanseong mean.

of course.

"I can't believe such a child came from Cheongseong. I'm really looking forward to it. But on the other hand, I'm worried."

The murky tone was heard again. I can tell without even looking. This time, it's Peng Gaju. I remember Ma Cheon So as a child, he had always been narrow-minded, and even after becoming the head of the household, he was still the same.

As Ma Cheon-so snickered, his insides twisted even more, and he bit his lip tightly as if he were crying like an animal.

"The age difference between us isn't that big, but our positions are so different. It's inevitable that resentment will build up…"

But this time there was no need to respond in particular.

Chuck! Because Suhan Sung took a genuine lottery ticket towards Ma Cheon So on stage.

"no……?!"

Anyone who saw it saw that Suhanseong's eyes were focused on Macheonso, and his expression was beyond awe.

"As expected, the ambassador is very generous. How nice to see him being so polite."

"You are amazing."

While Peng Gaju was mumbling, exclamations of admiration poured in from those around him.

Ma Cheon-so bowed his head briefly to express his gratitude and then returned to focusing on the stage.

From then on, it was a series of unfortunate events that brought more regret than admiration.

"It's good that you put emphasis on speed, but I don't think it's fast enough to offset the weight."

"Why did you show me such a gap… Tsk tsk."

Perhaps it has become boring to point out, but some of the Sabos have begun to turn a blind eye.

The fight went on for a long time, and when they finally reached the end, the shepherd shouted with more energy than usual, his eyes brighter than usual.

"This review index is none other than… the common future. The pride of Gansu. The Jade-faced Dragon, Seo Ho-pil!"

Oh! The stage was filled with the attention of the fans who had been waiting for the show.

Looking at the expression on the reporter's face, there was no shortage of majestic presence. There was some small laughter here and there, and finally, Seo Ho-pil, who was predicted to be another candidate for victory, came up on stage.

Although his eyes look mean, he has a very handsome face for a man, so the ladies' reactions are quite enthusiastic.

"Gyaaaah! Seo-hopil! Seohopil!"

Huh. Seo Ho-pil waved his hand and snorted as if it was obvious. It doesn’t matter if it’s annoying to see people acting this way or that. It’s a martial arts competition, a feast of such levels.

"The opponent that will stand against Seo Ho-pil's group is…."

Then the reporter cleared his throat and began calling out the names of the people he was talking to.

Now there are only three review indices left.

One is the third son of the Peng family, and the rest are… … .

"Hey… Bul-tak So-hyeop? Hmm, Bul-tak So-hyeop, come up on stage!"

It was an anonymous review index without a single nickname, Yabultak.

But he doesn't show up no matter how much I call him.

Amidst the roar of the crowd.

"Huh… Haha!"

Ma Cheon-so immediately covered his mouth and let out a loud noise.

"Private tutoring…? Why are you doing that?"

"Oh, just."

I barely managed to wipe away my smile and looked back at the stage. Seo Ho-pil was smiling like a winner.

'The spotted cub's name was Yabultak? Hehe. He's a lucky guy. If I had been up here today, the bones in my hands would have crumbled.'

It was a chance to take victory without taking a hit thanks to the consideration of the reporter, but I still felt a sense of regret.

Dan Ye-hwa is a beauty who will tear your heart apart and a woman who you can take as a concubine, so let's leave her out, and even though you've decided that Jeombaki is a criminal, there's nothing special about it.

"Hmm, it seems that Yabultak Sohyeop is not attending, so this match will be a walkover win……"

"Ukkieeee-!"

It was at that moment that the shepherd was stroking his long beard and concluding his speech.

"What, what is it?"

"Who cut my hair…."

Woof! A spotted man was seen flying towards the crowd, stomping on their heads and making monkey screams in the distance.

The movement was so light and quick that it almost felt like a grasshopper was jumping.

And finally, bang! The man arrived on stage and walked towards Ma Cheon So, ignoring his surroundings.

Thud, thud.

I have dark circles covering my eyes, but now I can see clearly.

Standing tall, he stopped at the edge and looked only at him with serious eyes.

His eternal lord. Only Ma Cheon So-man.

Ma Cheon-so didn't avoid it either. Instead, he spoke with affectionate eyes.

[How have you been?]

Oh, my. My face crumpled and my heart sank. How have you been? Have you been? Yes? I had a lot to say. If only we could meet. If only that could happen, I would have a lot to say.

But when I actually met him, this was the only thing that came to mind.

"이 개새끼야!"

"Keuheu… Hahaha!"

Ma Cheon-so laughed, and Yul-tak cried.

"You acted like you'd come right away. You acted like you'd win everything. You said you'd make me the second in command! And you haven't heard from me in five years… Why did you leave me! Keu …

He just collapsed and burst into tears, wishing he could leave this world.

The crowd, who didn't even know English, froze with their mouths wide open, and Ma Cheon-so smiled bitterly.

[If anyone saw you, they would think you were my fiancé.]

[I don't know. Kkeuuuuuuu!]

[Okay, stop it.]

[I'm a junior priest! Hehe!]

[Should I stop crying?]

[Ugh, ugh, ugh!]

[Die.]

[It's over.]

As expected, he's still crazy. Yaryul-tak jumped up as if he had never cried before and crossed his arms.

“What a mischievous guy,” Ma Cheon-so said affectionately, laughing the whole time.

[You haven't been slacking off on your training, have you?]

[I worked really hard.]

[Shall we take a look?]

[okay!]

Yeah, that's informal speech.

As Ma Cheon-so nodded to the side, Yal-tak spoke to his opponent, Seo Ho-pil, his neck cracking.

"Is that you?"

"Kuuuuu. Spotted. I knew you weren't in your right mind, but you're really crazy. A grown man crying like that."

"What, Inma?"

"Anyway, welcome back. It was already annoying."

Seo Ho-pil raised his hand and signaled to Mok-gi to start.

At this, the reporter also nodded and shouted loudly.

"Since the Yabultak Sohyeop has participated, we will begin the match as scheduled!"

Seo Ho-pil said, looking at the crowd that was in an uproar, perhaps because of the loud appearance.

"I guess it wouldn't be a bad idea to draw attention to yourself. Let me ask you something."

"Shut up. Why are you talking so much?"

"Yes, master. Where is that woman?"

"I don't know, you little shit."

"You little punk? If a woman becomes my concubine, you too will be destined to become my servant. You're asking for trouble."

A start. Yaryul-tak's frivolous face suddenly hardened.

"concubine?"

"That's right. I'll hold that woman. So……."

"Hee… Heehee… Woohehehe!"

Yaryutak leaned back and let out a loud noise.

"Have you lost your mind?"

You're the one who's crazy. A concubine? How dare you look down on me?

"You're such a lucky kid. If anyone else had heard about this, they would've crushed your in-laws and nephews."

“What the hell are you talking about? Quick, tell me where that woman is…….”

"I'm intelligent and rational. What should I say? A prodigal son who knows how to have fun?"

“Do you know what I mean? A prodigal son is far from reason….”

"Hehehe. I'm a prodigal son!"

“You crazy kid. Seo Ho-pil shook his head and said while looking at Yul-tak who was screaming.

"Haha, it's my fault for trying to solve the problem with words from an uneducated idiot like you. I'll make you beg for your life and admit your mistake."

“I don’t like that…….”

"It's too late to regret. Don't give up three seconds. Come in…"

"no-!"

Bang! Yalyutak, who had come flying in like a bolt of lightning, struck Seo Ho-pil’s chin from below. Crackle!

The crowd that had been commotion opened their mouths in surprise at the sudden loud noise, and the reporter's eyes were on the verge of popping out.

"Wh, what……."

Seo Ho-pil barely managed to hold onto his wobbly legs and blankly looked at Yul-tak.

How dare that guy… … hit… my cheek?

"You, you spotted little bastard!"

Seo Ho-pil's wooden sword was raised high and then fell sharply.

The stakes are so high that it's about to smash your head.

'Break it, break it, break it!'

The deep anger was already filled with murderous intent.

I will never forgive you. I will make you beg and beg.

It has to be that way… … .

Taaaaaah! A second pain exploded in my cheek.

"evil!"

Seo Ho-pil put his hand on my cheek with a puzzled expression.

"Ukkieeee!"

Now it was time to begin. Clap, clap, clap, clap! The slaps left and right made a loud, cracking sound as they continued to ring out.

It was no use even though I pulled myself together and got into a good posture. Yaryul-tak kept running around with his body as low as possible, continuously hitting me in the face.

"Eeeeek!"

Taaak! I've already been hit more than ten times. Not only was it painful, but I felt like I was going to cry out of shame.

"This bastard! This bastard!"

Moreover, every time I hit him with a loud voice, he would shout a shitty slogan, so my mind would turn white with extreme anger.

Although he occasionally swung his sword.

"This is pathetic. Isn't the sword even worse than a third-rate one?"

In a situation where I had already lost all my mind, there was no way I could properly demonstrate my skills.

When in his life has he ever been treated this way?

Thump. Finally, he dropped the wooden sword and spoke with a swollen face.

"Stop…….. I lost……."

Defeat was declared. It was Yaryutak's victory. Who could have imagined it? But.

"This bastard! This bastard!"

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap! Yal-Tak either didn't hear it or was out of his mind. He struck without mercy. When his opponent became helpless, he climbed on top of him and struck him again and again.

"T-stop! Didn't I say I lost?! Aaak! Keuuuung!"

At this point, everyone who sees it feels sorry for them.

"Stop! If you don't stop, you will be disqualified!"

The shepherd shouted. But that was no use. He laughed heartily and continued to strike.

"Please…take… care… of… me. Elder… Ro…ni. Sob."

I'm completely defeated both physically and mentally. Now all that's left is fear.

"Inooooohh!"

Finally, the shepherd stepped forward and struck. Bam! Yaul-tak, who had been hit without any defense, was blown away and fell down before he finally stopped.

Silence falls over this place where thousands of people have gathered.

"What on earth did I see?"

"Uh, um……."

Everyone forgot what to say.

Just then, Yul-tak, who had fainted, suddenly stood up again, walked towards Ma-cheon-so, and roared meaningfully.

"I fought, I won! Waaahhhh!"

"……."

Crazy guy. Yul-tak was dragged down by the hands of Pungryongdae without any cheers.

Following Hyunmongso, Seo Ho-pil, who was a candidate for the championship, was defeated in the first round. He was completely destroyed by an unknown player.

The shepherd cried out with tears in his eyes.

"Seo Ho-pil wins due to Yabultak's disqualification!"

And so the fight ended.

Yul-tak, who came to his senses late, went downstairs and examined Ma-cheon-so with a sad face. Then, a cold sound penetrated into his head.

[I didn't have any particular expectations.]

[Little Master… … .]

As Yul-tak raised his drooping head, Ma-cheon-so lowered his black hat and smiled.

[But now I think I can trust you and leave it to you.]

[Little Master… … !]

[It's pretty good.]

The tip of my nose tingled and my eyes bulged again.

[Khuuuuuuuu! Just say you did a good job, your personality is really shit! But it's nice to meet you. Sob sob.]

[get out.]

[yes.]

With a happy reunion, Yul-tak disappeared from the venue.