Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 138

Episode 138

The King of Fists and the King of Beasts 2

“Wait a minute… That guy is stronger than Master Nokrimwang?”

Although they were weaker than the King of the Underworld, they were masters of the Green Forest who had trained under the same master. Naturally, they could immediately sense how strong Danwooseong was.

“Not just a little bit, but much stronger.”

The brothers of Lee Shin-pyo's Green Forest stopped watching and looked at each other's faces.

“That means he is much stronger than the little king.”

"It seems he's the man who avenged the Green Forest King's master. The problem is, if things continue this way, our little king will likely suffer his first defeat… Should I go and interfere?"

The younger brother of Lee Sin-pyo, who had an appearance similar to that of Jangbi, spoke.

"Don't do that. A man should know when to lose. The reason So-Wang became so strong was because he was beaten every day by Master Nokrim and his traitors. He's not the greatest master in the world yet. It's better. You should know that the sky is high. Even if you get beaten, just watch it all."

"all right."

“Are you really just watching?”

"Yeah. Otherwise, we'll all be killed too. We can't die here, can we? We put those traitors through all that."

“That’s right.”

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Lee Shin-pyo swung his spear back and forth with one hand, still feeling his overflowing internal energy.

Of course, I wasn't feeling good.

Because I had a rough idea of how strong my opponent would be.

'We really didn't even brush past each other.'

Even if the Green Forest King were to be resurrected, he would be weaker than this man. Therefore, he already knew that the rumors about him having avenged the Green Forest King were true.

However, a match is a match.

He grabbed the middle part of the spear that Lee Shin-pyo was spinning, then charged forward while lowering his stance.

Danwoo Seong was still standing with his arms crossed.

Lee Shin-pyo, who was running towards him, had a sneer on his face.

'You underestimate me.'

hook!

Lee Shin-pyo thrust his spear at Dan Woo-seong's face and then attacked him using the movements of the Wild Beast Oneness Technique he learned from the King of Green Forest and the spear technique of the Great Tiger Slaying Technique.

Boom! Boom!

It's not like a person swings a spear.

His movements were erratic, like a tiger fighting. He sometimes swung his spear while leaning back, sometimes switched his spear to his left hand while spinning his body, and sometimes even grabbed the tip of the spear with both hands and swung it in a surprise attack.

Ss …

An attack that fully demonstrated the advantages of a long-barreled weapon passed near Danwoo's neck.

Danwoo Seong was able to avoid most of Lee Shinpyo's movements without difficulty by observing them with his eyes.

Although it was a movement that required considerable training, it looked like a trembling in Danwoo's eyes.

The martial arts of the Green Forest were practical yet undeniably flashy. While their movements were somewhat unconventional, they could be perfectly deflected or evaded with Oryobo and Shinbeop.

This thought occurred to me.

'Still, it'll be worth watching if he faces Cheolmyeongho.'

Sometimes, when the energy surrounding the spear poured out from the attack trajectory, Danwoosung would counter it with the lightning energy he sent out from his palm.

Pfft! Crunch!

Because of this, the battle between the two was noisy.

Lee Shin-pyo moved with a powerful technique that seemed to shatter the earth, and every time he swung his spear, the sound of wind splitting fiercely followed the blade.

Danwoo Seong checked Isinpyo's spear technique from beginning to end, and when the same movement was repeated, he trampled the ground with his noegak.

Kwaaaaang!

While the white cat that was playing was startled and jumped high into the air······.

Even Lee Shin-pyo, who had been swinging his spear, was caught in the shockwave of the brainwave and pushed back before he could fully execute his move. His body flew as if twisted by a whirlpool, then he regained his balance in midair before striking the ground with his spear and being hurled back into the distance by the recoil.

"Shit······."

Lee Shin-pyo looked up at the sky with his spear in his hand and let out a strange scream, unable to control his temper.

“Eww!”

Danwoo-seong clicked his tongue.

“You crazy bastard.”

Then, Lee Shin-pyo's eyes were engulfed in a murderous glare as if they were burning with flames, and his hair, which had grown in a mess due to the energy wave that had been drawn into his entire body, swayed as if it was floating in static electricity.

Lee Shin-pyo ran like a beast, then soared high into the air. He then pulled back the spear he was holding and unleashed the "Gwangpung Ilso" (狂風一掃) skill he had learned from the King of the Green Forest. The sword energy that emanated from the tip of the spear grew like a tornado turned sideways, engulfing the spot where Danwoo-seong was standing.

It boasted a fierce momentum, as if a mountain was pouring down from the tip of a spear.

Danwoo Seong calmly created a brain wall with both hands······.

Then two energies collided.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

At the same time, the massive whirlwind of Lee Shin-pyo covered Danwoo Castle like a tidal wave and then spread out fiercely.

Then, a cloud of dust rose up.

Pubbubububububu!

Even the wall behind Danwoo Castle was riddled with holes from the force of the whirlwind. Only then did the wall begin to crumble with a loud crash.

As his sword hit Danwoo's body, Lee Shin-pyo raised his spear into the air and shouted.

“Did you see it!”

Then, the younger brothers of Lee Shin-pyo, who had been watching, ran out shouting.

“Ohhhhhhh!”

“Little King! You are amazing!”

Lee Shin-pyo and his brothers gathered together and burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahahahaha······.”

“Hahahahahahahaha······.”

“As expected, he is our leader!”

As expected, the hazy dust settled, and Danwoo's figure gradually became clearer through the dust. The laughter of the Nokrim brothers gradually died down.

“Hahahahahahahaha······.”

"ha ha ha······."

"haha?"

“······.”

“Hah······Fuck.”

When Lee Shin-pyo looked, only the place where Danwoo-seong was standing was intact, and to the left and right of it, the ground was sunken as if a waterway had formed.

As Danwoo-seong blew a gust of wind from his mouth, dust was swirled and blown away.

“······.”

As soon as the brothers of Nokrim confirmed that Danwoo-seong was in good condition, they retreated back to where they had been watching.

“The game isn’t over yet.”

“Little King, please decide the final match.”

“It’s been a long time since you’ve met your match.”

“I can’t interfere with a match like this.”

As his brothers ran away again, Lee Shin-pyo stood alone, holding a spear, and glared at Dan Woo-seong.

Lee Shin-pyo now clearly understood Dan Woo-seong's true identity. He was a master who could never be defeated. He seemed even stronger than the previous Fist King, whom his father had often told him about. Why on earth had he suddenly fallen from grace? He hadn't heard rumors of a Fist King's disciple being this strong in recent times. Nokrim was a powerhouse within a powerhouse, so he wasn't particularly quick to learn about external circumstances.

Lee Shin-pyo said as he stuck the spear into the ground.

"Okay. I've lost once. Let's move on to the next match. It was supposed to be a best-of-three match to begin with."

“What the hell are you talking about, you idiot.”

When Danwoo Seong asked again, Lee Shinpyo shouted.

“Bring me the wine! The whole jar!”

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The brothers of the Green Forest who were watching muttered.

“Does that excuse work?”

“Just bring it.”

“Even we who hear it are dumbfounded.”

“Where is the Sampanisungje in the green forest?”

“It just happened.”

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Lee Shin-pyo said to Dan Woo-seong.

“I have to beat the man of the green forest three times.”

“Whoever wants.”

Lee Shin-pyo glared at Dan Woo-seong with narrowed eyes.

"Do you think I'll yield just because you're strong in martial arts? That's out of the question. Not only the Suwangchae, but even the Green Forest, which I'm about to conquer, is your offering? You're making fun of the Green Forest man. I won't be so easily swayed. Besides, the Three-Strike-One-Way Rule is the law of the Green Forest King. Have you never heard of it? You seem to know my father."

As the brothers ran out carrying two jars of wine.

Lee Shin-pyo provoked Dan Woo-seong.

"Why? Are you scared? If you're scared, forfeit this game. Then it'll be a draw, one win, one loss."

Lee Shin-pyo hoped Dan Woo-seong wouldn't give up. He needed to get him drunk to have a better chance of winning the next match.

Danwoo-seong looked at the liquor jug. It was a huge jug, almost knee-deep.

Then I read Lee Shin-pyo's expression.

'I hope you eat it.'

The brothers of Nokrim took a closer look and placed one jug in front of Danwoo Seong. The other one in front of Isinpyo.

Then, a man with equipment, Lee Woong-pyo, approached holding a gourd and shouted in a booming voice.

“I’ll taste it to see if it’s poisonous!”

Danwoo Seong scooped up a small amount of alcohol from the jug with a gourd, and Lee Woongpyo drank it.

“There isn’t one here.”

Next, Lee Woong-pyo walked over to the jug for the little king to drink from, turned his back, scooped up a large jug, and downed it in one gulp. It was a trick to save the little king some of his drink.

Lee Woong-pyo raised his thumb with his left hand and cheered for So-wang.

"Not here either! The alcohol tastes good. Let's begin the second round!"

Lee Woong-pyo shouted at Dan Woo-seong, who was standing there blankly.

"Where are you trying to eat the green forest raw! Do you think we look funny?"

The younger brothers who were waiting grabbed Lee Woong-pyo and dragged him away.

“Brother, I’m drunk. Don’t do this.”

“Please watch.”

“The author is making fun of the green forest.”

“I don’t think so.”

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Lee Shin-pyo looked at Dan Woo-seong and smiled faintly.

“If you’re not sure, tell me. Hurry up······.”

Danwoo-seong said, pointing to the liquor bottle with his chin.

“Drink. Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Okay. You should come out like that.”

Lee Shin-pyo took off all of his clothing and threw it carelessly to the ground. His entire body was covered in scars. He'd been injured while practicing lightness, while fighting wild beasts, while being beaten by his masters, and while battling the mighty Green Forest enemies—all these were a haphazard mix.

Lee Shin-pyo said, pointing his finger at Dan Woo-seong.

“Look carefully. How does a man from the Green Forest drink alcohol?”

Lee Shin-pyo took a deep breath, picked up the jug with one hand, and poured it into his mouth.

Gulp gulp gulp······!

Somehow, more alcohol was splashing out than entering his mouth. Regardless, Lee Shin-pyo chugged down the last drop. Without a pause, he poured the liquor that poured from the jug like a waterfall into his mouth. Before he knew it, a few drops had fallen, and then the flow had completely stopped.

He was a seriously talented stockholder.

When Lee Shin-pyo threw the wine jug, it flew with a loud bang and smashed into the wall.

“Hahahahahahahaha······.”

He used to have a solid, muscular body, but now he had a bulging beer belly. Lee Shin-pyo patted his stomach with his right hand as he spoke.

“Did you see it?”

Lee Shin-pyo's face was flushed with alcohol. He burst into laughter, his expression brimming with joy.

As the martial arts competition turned into a drinking competition, the brothers of the Green Forest came out to cheer and cheer.

“Little King! As expected, no one can beat you with alcohol!”

“You are the greatest drinker of all time!”

“You can’t beat Jinsohan with alcohol!”

After Lee Shin-pyo spat out a loud slur, he gestured to Dan Woo-seong's liquor bottle.

“Hey, it’s your turn. Drink.”

As Danwoo-seong looked around at Lee Shin-pyo and his brothers, the men of the green forest sang in unison.

“Drink! Drink! Drink!”

Danwoo Sung slowly raised his hand to silence the chorus, then spoke in a heavy tone.

“We lost. Let’s move on to the next match.”

“······.”

Danwoo Seong said, crossing his arms.

“It’s one-on-one.”

The brothers of Nokrim glared at Danwoo Seong and replied.

“No, shit. I should have just said I lost after drinking.”

“Brother King, aren’t you going to drink?”

“Aren’t you giving up on that match too easily?”

Lee Shin-pyo was shaking his head several times with his eyes tightly shut, feeling the effects of alcohol rising.

Danwoo Sung responded coldly to the brothers of Nokrim.

“Let’s just say we lost.”

As Lee Shin-pyo gasped for breath, Lee Woong-pyo supported him and whispered.

“Little King, can’t you use your internal energy to drive away alcohol and do things like that?”

Lee Shin-pyo responded by roughly pushing Lee Woong-pyo away.

"If that's the case, why are you drinking? You crazy bastard. Wait a minute, did I win? It's one-on-one?"

“Yes, I don’t drink.”

“Where is that?”

"There it is. Let's have a third match. What is it?"

The brothers of Nokrim all looked at the drunken Lee Shin-pyo. Since the Sampan Lee Seung-je had been forced from the start, they had no idea what the third match would be like.

Danwoo Sung also looked at Lee Shinpyo, not knowing what the third match would be.

Then, Lee Shin-pyo said with a blank expression.

“The third is a light-air duel······.”

The brothers of the Green Forest turned their heads in unison with trembling expressions and muttered.

“Hey, you crazy kid.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“You lost.”

An angry Lee Woong-pyo grabbed Lee Shin-pyo's shoulder and shook him, saying:

“Little King, can you run?”

Lee Shin-pyo muttered as he sat down on the floor.

"No, it's only fair if we drink together and run together. Then I can win."

Lee Woong-pyo slightly bowed his head toward Dan Woo-seong and spoke in a tone devoid of any playfulness.

"Brother King, our leader has been defeated. We are worthless, but if you will take us in and use us, we will repay your kindness."

The unexpected words had intoxicated Lee Shin-pyo, who glared at Lee Woong-pyo. The rest of the Green Forest brothers also remained tight-lipped. They knew from the outset that Dan Woo-seong was an untouchable force, and they feared the risk of their entire annihilation. The entire Suwangdo fell silent as they waited for the King of Fist's response.

Danwoo Seong replied briefly.

"I get it."