Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 14

< King of the Power, the top is mine >

The outside area was somewhat noisy due to several loud explosions in the main hall. However, at Hanyeop's command, the escorts and the guests of Guyangse waited with uncomfortable expressions.

Dan Woo-seong saw from Gu Yang-hu's expression that he was looking down on him and asked.

“Did you bring the rags outside?”

Guyanghu replied.

“Why do you ask that?”

“I think we need a notary public, if you want to cut off my arm and leave safely.”

Even if someone died, a notary public could declare that it was a legitimate act of war. While it's common for a neutral person to serve as notary, Danwoo Seong felt it was better for Guyangse's guests to serve as notaries.

And as Danwoosung had said, if the Grand Duke had been brutally defeated by the escort group at the top of the galaxy, even the leader of the escort group wouldn't have stood by and watched. After all, Guyanghou was an outsider.

Guyanghu smiled scornfully.

"Your Highness, you speak as if you could kill me. It makes me question whether you're truly a dog or a man of considerable intelligence."

Danwoo Seong replied.

"Don't judge the world by its two or three criteria. Don't you think I'm smart, even though I'm a dog? Anyway······."

When Dan Woo-seong deliberately muddled his words, Guyang-hu nodded.

"Yeah. You can't do it with just one arm. What's there to be afraid of when you have a notary public?"

Guyanghu swung his sword toward the main gate as if he had bitten the bait of the fishing rod thrown by Danwooseong.

As the main hall door opened with a bang, Guyanghu said:

"The escorts and the guests of the Guyang family will stand as notaries. The Grand Duke has agreed."

The escorts and Guyangse and the guests rushed in and took their places behind Guyanghu and Danwooseong as if dividing the camp.

Mok In-seop said.

“Your Highness, be careful.”

Guyanghu asked.

“Okay, is that okay?”

Danwoo Seong replied briefly.

“Life or death.”

“Of course.”

Danwoo Seong's expression was indifferent.

The opponent was the one responsible for Lee Jin-eon's death, and he had even plotted to have the brothers fight each other and take over the Sangdan. He was a man of character who would plot slander elsewhere, so whether he was backed by the Guyang family or an even more powerful force, I had no intention of sparing him.

What we found out in the skirmish was the speed of the sword and the depth of internal energy.

This was sufficient information for Dan Woo-seong. Processes and conclusions tailored to various situations played out naturally in his mind.

The two people who had been glaring at each other faced off again without saying a word.

In a fast-paced battle of swords and winds, Guyanghou occupied the center of the main hall, while Danwoosung moved in a circle outside. Sometimes, the sword barely grazed Danwoosung's body, and he skillfully dodged the thrusts with remarkable skill.

Every time, Guyanghu was secretly very surprised.

'This guy's main skill is fist.'

It wasn't the brains that were scary, but the variety of tactics they employed, as if they had faced countless swordsmen. Even Guyanghou, with his considerable experience, was witnessing countless tactics for the first time.

He responded by pushing the sword's blade with his bare hand, or by sending a whirlwind to his wrist before even swinging the sword.

Only then did Guyanghu realize that Danwoosung's movements were as natural as flowing water, and he broke out in a cold sweat without realizing it. Feeling anxious, Guyanghu unconsciously swung his sword faster. It felt like he wasn't considering the overall aspect of the martial arts, but rather drawing on his internal energy in advance.

On the other hand, Danwoo Seong's eyes saw the sword's flowing trajectory, and he also read the psychological state contained in the trajectory with cool-headedness.

"You're getting impatient. Guyanghu, now it's your turn to use your most confident technique."

Danwoo Seong waited for Guyanghou's insidious tactics. Personality and swordsmanship are bound to influence each other. After a dozen or so tense attacks and defenses, Guyanghou declared victory.

Guyanghu planned to attack Danwooseong's right shoulder, then use the left general's strength to attack his face, and then split the sword he had retrieved into three illusions to finally stab Danwooseong in the abdomen.

The attack unfolded as planned.

Danwoo-seong dodges the sword by slightly pulling his shoulder back.

Let's counter the tension flying towards our face with a fist…

Guyanghou took a sharp step forward and thrust his sword forward, hoping for a decisive strike. However, the sword did not advance, nor did its tip split into three.

As Guyanghu took a step forward, Danwoosung also closed the distance and grabbed Guyanghu's wrist. He immediately crushed the bone in his wrist and injected a brain energy into it.

It was a moment when the difference in psychological understanding was starkly revealed. Before the sword even hit the ground, Dan Woo-seong struck Guyang-hu's instep with his left foot like lightning. Of course, it was actually a thunderbolt.

Kwajik······!

Guyanghu barely managed to suppress a groan. But his lower body immediately stopped moving. Brain energy surged from his toes, through his calves, and down to his thighs.

Only then did the sword roll around on the floor······.

Danwoo Sung raised his left fist to Guyanghu's abdomen, and with a thud, he pushed Guyanghu's body up into the air with his right hand, and placed his knee under his waist.

Pfft! Crunch!

Guyang-hoo's entire body, with his spine crushed, curved like a bow and sagged. As soon as he fell from Danwoo-seong's lap, he fell to the floor and foamed at the mouth.

Dan Woo-seong, who had risen to his feet in perfect health, looked down at Guyang-hu. The match had ended in an instant, and Guyang-hu lay there, unable to fully grasp the cause of his defeat.

“Senior!”

Guyangse and his guests rushed to surround Guyanghou, checking his life and death. However, only their desperate cries spoke volumes about the outcome of the battle.

A man turned his head sharply and glared at Danwoo Sung.

Danwoo-seong said while looking at the man.

"You're glaring at me like that, begging me to kill you too? You know better than anyone what Guyanghou planned to do to our group. If you have a conscience, take the body and leave when I spare your life."

After reporting to his father, Lee Hwa-eon returned and looked at the disaster unfolding in the main hall with a haggard expression.

'oh my······.'

As the guests carried away the lifeless Guyanghu, a man remained behind and spoke to Danwooseong.

"Your Highness, I have confirmed that there were no issues or problems with this mission. As a notary, I will go and speak."

“I think you have more to say. Say it.”

“Even if the Guyangsega continue to request military engagements under the guise of revenge, you will have no choice but to avoid them. I wish you good luck in battle.”

The entire galaxy fell silent at the words that were almost threatening.

As the outsiders all left, everyone gathered turned to face Danwoo. Hanyeop also briefly emerged to report the situation to Mok Inseop.

Danwoosung looked around the room, and it seemed like all the men from the Galaxy Sect had gathered there. The atmosphere was tense. It seemed as if they were expecting Danwoosung to say something. Some even hoped he'd say something along the lines of, "My sect is more advanced, so don't worry."

There is no such thing.

Because there is a king at the top of the galaxy.

Danwoo Seong said.

“The galaxy is mine.”

The members of the Galaxy Upper Division stared blankly at Dan Woo-seong at his sudden, unexpected remark. Dan Woo-seong continued speaking.

"It belongs to my father, and to the countless workers who carry heavy loads. It belongs to the servants who always look apologetic even though they've done nothing wrong. It belongs to the guards who rise to stand guard even in the cold of dawn. It also belongs to my uncle, who lived more diligently than anyone else because of the kindness my grandfather bestowed upon him…."

Danwoo-seong nodded.

"So, even if our top group piles up a mountain of money, we won't have any to give to guys like Guyanghu. This incident is an embarrassment to the Guyang family, not my fault. Even if someone raises an issue, I, not the Galaxy Top Group, will take the blame. That's why I took on this alone. So now, relax your expressions."

Only then did people smile.

When Mok In-seop suddenly started clapping, those swept up in the atmosphere clapped along.

Lee Hwa-eon joined in the applause, but the youngest, Lee Ja-eon, who was watching from a distance, was the only one who didn't clap. He was internally swallowing his curses.

'I should have gone to Guhwasan to get that applause, damn it.'

Lee Ja-eon looked at her older brother with angry eyes. Then, when she met Dan Woo-seong's eyes, she gave him a few halfhearted applause before lowering her hand.

Danwoo-seong called out to his younger brother while everyone was gathered there.

“General.”

"yes."

“In that sense, please buy me just one elixir.”

“Huh? An elixir? What kind of······.”

Danwoo-seong said with a sly smile.

“Of course, it is the best elixir you can get in this world.”

The people above looked at Lee Hwa-eon with a smile. They all seemed to be hoping for the governor's approval.

Lee Hwa-eon also chuckled heartily. In fact, there was no need for his older brother to assert his authority in a situation like this. He already had a lot of personal wealth, and it seemed like he'd be willing to buy it even if asked.

Lee Hwa-eon answered Dan Woo-seong with a rare bright expression.

"Since you're taking it, my brother, we at the Galaxy Squad will purchase the best elixir. I hope you quickly become stronger so that you can defeat whoever you face in the next match."

“Hahahaha······.”

As the crowd burst into laughter, Lee Hwa-eon smiled too. It wasn't just words. In fact, from now on, the fate of the Galaxy Squad rested on the eldest brother's martial arts prowess.

Lee Hwa-eon said while looking at his older brother.

"Brother, not just me, but the entire upper echelon will push you forward. Get stronger quickly."

Danwoo Seong also looked at Lee Hwa-eon and nodded.

“The sea I want.”

As people dispersed to do their own work, Lee Ja-eon was left alone with a very angry expression on her face.

Lee Ja-eon was replaying the scene where Guyang-hu and his older brother confronted each other at the end.

I was almost in a state of trance.

"At that moment, Guyanghou swung his sword, and this was a trick. Jangpung! But this was also a trick. Heocho's second and third strikes were real, right? Swish! Die! At that moment, Gaechaban's reaction… As if he had expected it, he closed the distance, twisted his wrist, and slammed his foot!"

Lee Ja-eon was imitating Dan Woo-seong's movements, gesturing and gesturing like a madman. Even so, he was displaying a sharp analytical mind, which was quite remarkable.

Lee Ja-eon raised her fist and made a whoosh sound with her mouth.

“Just hit him in the stomach and then snap his back to tell him to turn around!”

Lee Ja-eon said, tilting her head slightly.

“Ah, this is a perfect victory. Haa······.”

Only then did Izaeon realize he'd acted out of his mind, and he looked around. Fortunately, no one was there.

Izaeon sighed and headed towards his quarters.

"Aren't you going to buy me elixir? Are you discriminating against me? You rotten bastards…"

<Kwon Wang, the top is mine> End

ⓒ Eugene Sung

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