Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 118

Episode 118

King of Fists, read the technique

The swordsman warned the princess.

"You're fooling around with the words of the Blood Lord, Princess. It doesn't really matter. But if a fight breaks out, I promise you one thing: you will die."

When the princess saw the blind man looking at her, she felt eerie and quietly took a step to the side.

It was as if he was trying to avoid the swordsman's gaze.

Then, the swordsman moved his head slightly and stared at the princess with the black darkness that had formed where his eyes should have been.

The swordsman said.

"Your Majesty, it's only been a few times since you've trusted and acted so boldly against Baek Myo. None of those here can break my sword's invincibility. Baek Myo is no exception."

The princess asked.

“Yeon Ga-ju, what should we do?”

The swordsman pointed at the princess with his finger.

"You take Baekmyo and return to Manmagung. Since you're the Little Princess of Manmagung, it's best not to get involved in any fights. You can choose to face the Blood Lord, Hwanma, with whom I and Gwangma were never on good terms. As the Little Princess of Manmagung, you only need to know the outcome of the fight. Isn't that what you're supposed to do?"

The princess stroked the white cat, then looked at the blood deity and spoke like an opportunist.

"Is your bloodline alright? It's Lee Dae-yi's fight anyway."

The bloodline was in trouble because it had no confidence.

The mad horse was difficult, and the sword horse was difficult. And the problem was that I had never seen the fantasy horse fight properly.

The blood lord sighed and said.

"Your Majesty, are you suggesting we capture the criminal? Or not? Why did you chase him all the way here? Don't be fooled by the words of the Sword Demon. If the Sword Demon and the Heavenly Demon become stronger, Manmagung will not be able to survive anyway. Don't you understand? What kind of people are these two? They don't care about Manmagung's grace even a little. That is the truth."

Only then did Hwanma intervene, spitting out a word.

“Your Majesty, please join us.”

The princess swallowed hard. Younger than them and lacking much experience in martial arts, she felt like an insignificant man, struggling with her own struggles.

Then the swordsman warned again.

“I said it clearly. If a fight breaks out, Princess, you will die by my hand.”

The bloodline said.

"He'll do it again later. To prevent that, let's kill him now. Opportunities are rare. Even if Baekmyo takes charge of the mad demon, the three of us can subdue the sword demon. Immortality? Not a big deal. People are destined to die, one way or another. Just like the sword demon, with its impervious body, went blind."

At this time, Gwangma, who was not happy with the argument, rushed at Hwanma first.

Then, the illusionary horse soared high into the air, stretched out both its hands in the air, and when the eyes of the onlookers were focused on it, it unleashed the Sword Forest of the Illusionary Battlefield.

Then, swords and swords suddenly shot up from the ground, including the princess, and the surroundings instantly darkened. Furthermore, swords and swords floated in the air, trapping all those confronting them within the battlefield.

Even though I knew it was a welcome, I couldn't move rashly.

Because a man of the level of a demon wouldn't have threatened with just a welcome.

The mad horse muttered after stopping its advance.

“What is this? You crazy bastard.”

At this moment, the white cat on the princess's shoulder opened its mouth wide and let out a loud howl. It seemed to be reacting to the surrounding swords and swords with displeasure.

The princess reassured Baekmyo.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s just an illusion.”

After the illusionary horse disappeared from the illusionary battlefield he had created, he spoke clearly as if he were ventriloquizing.

"Princess, let the white cat go first. As the Blood Lord said, the mad horse and the black horse are not men who listen to others."

Then, the width and scope of the welcoming battlefield expanded, and the ordinary scenery was completely covered with swords and swords.

In an instant, the Blood Lord, Princess, Sword Horse, and Mad Horse were trapped in a place where they could see nothing but their swords and swords.

When the princess did not answer, the demon threatened her.

"If you don't take out the white cat, I can't do anything. With the owner gone, I'll have to run wild myself."

Then, the sword and sword floating in the air simultaneously changed direction to aim at the princess.

Meanwhile, the swordsman was just breathing quietly.

'이 같잖은 개새끼들······.'

In the first place, this kind of welcoming battlefield was completely useless to the swordsman.

I had already determined the location of the illusion through the Abyssal Gong, and because I was blind, I couldn't see any illusions. All I could see were dangling, spiderweb-like energies in all directions.

Even so, the swordsman was only planning to absorb one of the masters present.

The princess said.

"Your Majesty, calm down. I will release the White Cat. Once the White Cat moves, it won't be my fault if someone dies."

The princess grabbed the white cat on her shoulder with both hands and lowered it to the ground. The cat then began to wander around the welcoming arena. Of course, its gaze was first fixed on the mad horse it had previously confronted.

The princess said to Baek Myo.

“Subdue the madman. I don’t care if you kill him.”

Meanwhile, Geomma finally pulled out his sword.

Sreung······.

The Blood Lord drew out a thick, blood-like energy from both hands, and the Mad Horse simultaneously prepared by expanding his muscles in the form of a self-defense move.

The mad horse looked at Baekmyo while giggling.

“Come, kitten.”

The magician said.

“Sojungju, stay where you are. I’ll get you out.”

Then, the swords and swords that had filled the battlefield all changed direction and rushed towards the mad demon and the sword demon at once.

Shoooo …

Then, as the mad horse struck the ground with both hands, a loud noise erupted and a shockwave mixed together, repelling hundreds of swords and daggers.

The demon general prepared his one-hit, fatal attack, Majanggeomgeukui (魔將劍極意), while being hit by the sword and sword that were rushing towards him with his entire body.

Tadadadadadadadang!

The sword and the sword in the form of energy collided with the body of the black horse and flew away in vain.

In the meantime, the swordsman condensed the magic sword technique into a single point at the tip of his sword and then swung it towards the empty air.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

A loud noise erupted as the phantom horse, which had been hiding, stretched out with its two swords crossed.

Then, as the battlefield was shattered, the white cat and the mad horse clung to each other. As soon as the white cat leaped up, it transformed into a gigantic white tiger and violently struck the charging mad horse with its forelegs.

Phew!

As soon as the mad horse fell in one room······.

The Blood Lord stretched out his hand and unleashed a blood-splattering blast at the blinded Sword Demon. The Sword Demon, swinging his sword in place, blocked the incoming blood-like blast as if swatting away flower petals. The blood splattered and fell in all directions, and with a sizzle, the sound of something melting spread.

The white cat was indiscriminately attacking the mad horse as if he were playing with a mouse, but the mad horse had experience fighting before, so it was flying around here and there, waiting for an opportunity.

His entire body was already being torn apart by the claws of the White Cat, but he was recovering by exploding energy waves and using the Hwi-Gyeop-Jin-Ma-Gong.

'This fucking kitten······!'

The Blood Lord pulled out a red longsword and began to fight with the Sword Demon.

The princess, perhaps frightened, took a step back and went to inspect the fallen horse during the sword fight.

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Danwoo-seong, who was dragging the Heavenly Horse's oxcart, checked behind him to make sure no one was following him. Far away, a man in purple robes, the Heavenly Horse, was performing a solo maneuver, closing the distance in an instant. His movements were truly swift.

'Cheonma······.'

As the Usasa below moved as if struggling, Danwoo-seong injected brain energy with his right hand and then mercilessly smashed the Usasa's head with his left foot.

puck!

The moment the horse arrived, the life of the ox, whose head was smashed, suddenly stopped.

Only then did Danwoo-seong let go of Woo-sa's arm before observing Cheonma's expression. Cheonma, his mouth shut, watched Danwoo-seong, then looked down at Woo-sa, who had lost his breath.

'this······.'

Danwoo-seong watched for a moment to see how Cheonma would come out.

I thought that the black horse would have a hard time chasing after the blind horse, and that the mad horse would fight those who came out of the Manmagung Palace.

It seems that he has secured some time to compete with the Heavenly Horse.

Cheonma was truly curious about Danwoo Seong's true identity.

'Who the hell is this guy?'

It was even questionable whether he could kill it immediately. Because he had seen it fight the mad horse without a single hair being harmed.

Danwoo Seong asked.

“You are a heavenly horse.”

Cheonma nodded.

"I've never heard of the nickname 'Kwonma' before. I don't think it's 'Mado'."

The two walked in a circle in a confrontational situation and had a brief conversation as if they were old friends.

Cheonma is a clever man.

But no matter how hard I tried to gauge Danwoosung's abilities, I couldn't find anything. The atmosphere was similar to talking to the Manmagungju. That meant he wasn't someone Danwoosung should fight. At the very least, he was his equal, or better.

It was a power he had accumulated by absorbing the overlord and taking countless lives before that, so even Cheonma was dumbfounded when he thought that this young man was on the same level as him.

From the beginning, Cheonma was a cautious man, so he had no intention of fighting without warning like Gwangma.

Moreover, it was ridiculous to fight alone when his comrades from Manmagung were clearly nearby.

Cheonma raised both hands and said as if to stop.

"Kwonma, let's have a drink sometime. Today doesn't seem like the day to settle the score. A dead man is dead, so there's nothing we can do about it."

Danwoo Seong said as he took a step forward.

“Who said they would send it?”

Then Cheonma took a step back and replied.

“Oh, this guy. He’s got a quick temper.”

Cheonma smiled as he slowly stepped back.

Danwoo-seong stared intently at Cheonma's expression.

How can he have such a relaxed expression?

I thought there was a reason for that expression.

At that moment, Danwoo Seong decided to check Cheonma's technique and then erupted his brainwave like lightning.

It was also a brain power that was intentionally reduced and focused only on the appearance created by the energy.

So, this was nothing more than a sham that reduced the power.

However, the process and appearance of the eruption were truly spectacular.

As a huge white fist grew bigger and bigger in front of Cheonma, it surged in······.

The startled Cheonma pushed the ground away with his left foot, then wrapped both hands in a reverse Taegeuk and immediately blocked the thunder circle with a reverse heavenly mirror.

The momentum of the brain power that Danwoosung had unleashed was completely returned to Danwoosung.

Whaaeng!

Then, Danwoo Seong pulled out the brain wall with his twin swords, cleanly canceled out the brain waves rushing towards him, and then extended his right hand and threw the white snake made of brain energy.

Ssaeaeak!

As the Cheonma retreated in a light curve, the white snake stretched out in a long line and followed the Cheonma to the end.

'The baby to be sick.'

It's frustrating to see the spleen's counterattack exposed in vain.

The Heavenly Horse kicked the ground and soared into the air, then spun around once and unleashed the power of the Sun and Moon Light Heavenly Palm on the spot where Danwoo-seong was standing.

The energies of extreme yin and extreme yang gathered together and spun fiercely, forming a sphere so large that it was difficult to dodge, rushing towards Danwoosung.

This attack was filled with Cheonma's sincerity.

Danwoo Sung wrapped his entire body in the Black Ball of Oryoshinkong, then hurled a fist at the giant sphere. It wasn't a thunderbolt or a thunderclap. He simply extended his fist, intent on shattering it, and slammed it into the center of the massive sphere.

At that moment, a large hole appeared in the center of the giant sphere, pierced by a fist, and as the sphere disappeared, a wave of energy was created, sending Danwoo and Cheonma flying at the same time.

The Cheonma rotated in the air and as soon as it landed on the ground, it spread its wings and ran away······.

When Danwoo-seong took his stance, the landscape before him was transformed into a desolate landscape, the aftereffects of the Sun and Moon Light Force. Where Danwoo-seong stood, only a straight path remained intact, while to either side of it, a hollowed-out area appeared, as if a crescent moon had fallen from it.

As Danwoo-seong turned his head from side to side, a crunching sound was heard.

I quietly moved back to where the Mado had stirred up internal strife. I planned to wait for an opportunity to kill a few more men before retreating. If that proved difficult, I planned to at least witness the Mado's characteristics and capabilities with my own eyes.