Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 152

Episode 152

Baekyak meets Manmagoongju

The place where Qingmok Maya arrived after climbing the mountain path was where Sima Ji and Zhu Ziliang had recently been staying. If Qingmok Maya had discovered Sima Ji and Zhu Ziliang, there was a very high probability that they would have killed them without any particular reason.

Cheongmok Maya looked around and asked cautiously.

“Your Majesty, do you anticipate who will survive?”

Cheongmok Maya's speech had completely changed to a polite tone.

It had to be that way.

It was something that Cheongmok Maya chose naturally.

By the way, the demonic gentleman who had infiltrated Guhwasan Mountain seemed to have no intention of revealing himself. Only a voice could be heard from somewhere.

"How could I have predicted that? I didn't expect that Master Geum would be killed by the successor of the Galactic Empire today."

“What are your plans if even the Manma Palace Master is defeated by the King of Fists?”

At this question, the magician let out a low laugh.

"To me, the military officer sweeping the yard and the Manmagung Palace today are the same. There's nothing remarkable in the world. There's only the illusion of doing something great. If you're worried about Manmagung, you should survive this time and become the palace head. Manmagung was originally a place where the world's defeated soldiers gathered. Who cares if someone dies? And the Manmagung Palace head probably didn't think he was doing something great. That's why he lived so recklessly. If he had the skills to be killed by the King of Fists, I'd say it was just a show."

Cheongmok Maya asked.

“Did you have no attachment to Manmagung Palace in the first place?”

"It actually existed. But Wi Ji-cheon and Yeon Ja-heun are dead. They're gone now. Seeing as they couldn't kill each other, I guess they were friends. Friendship is truly a scary thing. Those two were fun to watch, but that friendship ended up killing them both. If they'd killed and absorbed one of them, it would have been difficult for anyone but the Three Gods to deal with."

“That’s true.”

The friendship between Wi Ji-cheon and Yeon Ja-heun, which didn't seem like much of a friendship, was a spectacle that was fun to watch for the magician.

Cheongmok Maya and Mado Gunja were planning to chat like this while waiting for the people who would return after killing the ten best martial artists in the world.

Mount Guhwa had not changed from the beginning, but the people talking about it had changed from Baekdo to Mado.

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Sima Ji, Zhu Ziliang, and Li Ziyan didn't return first. They waited anxiously, listening to the noise of the nearby King of Fists fighting noisily.

I couldn't bring myself to join.

Because it was a fight where lightning struck, the ground collapsed, gusts of wind blew, and the world kept flashing with an unknown light.

It was a different level.

I knew full well that if I foolishly joined, all three of us would die in an instant.

But I had no intention of running away.

How could they run away first, leaving the person who came to save them behind?

If that were to happen, I felt like all the martial arts training I had done would be in vain.

Moreover, he is a friend who arrived in the middle of the night to save them.

All they could do was wait impatiently for the fight to end. Though they were weak men, they couldn't leave their friends alone in a place like this.

The person who suddenly appeared while performing light martial arts after a period of silence was, of course, Dan Woo-seong.

Sima Ji, Zhu Ziliang, and Li Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"ah······."

"older brother!"

"think!"

Danwoo Sung couldn't help but be quite surprised to see his friends and youngest still nearby.

“I told you to return first… What are you doing instead of going?”

When Sima Ji saw that Dan Woo-seong was in good health, he looked him over and said.

“I waited to go with you.”

Joo Ja-ryang said, looking at Dan Woo-seong's face from side to side.

"You're fine. That's all. We were waiting, but we were even more anxious."

Lee Ja-eon spoke to Dan Woo-seong as if she wasn't worried at all.

“Let’s go, brother. I thought I was struck by lightning while I was watching from around here.”

Suddenly, Ju Ja-ryang put his arm around Duan Wu-seong's shoulder, and Sima Ji also came up to him from the right side, put his arm around Duan Wu-seong's shoulder, and burst out laughing like old times.

"ha ha ha······."

After the three people gathered together with their arms around each other, Ju Ja-ryang shouted.

"let's go!"

Lee Ja-eon, who was following along, said.

“Brothers… They’re not even neighborhood kids. What’s this about grown people acting so ugly?”

Joo Ja-ryang clicked his tongue and replied.

"You idiot, if you're jealous, just say so. You were originally a dog, so should I join you? Come here, youngest."

Lee Ja-eon said.

“I will decline.”

The King walked along the road, held on by his friends' arms.

His friends knew that Danwoo had been running all night trying to save them. They also knew from hearing about his fierce battle with a formidable opponent.

In reality, all I could offer was a shoulder to lean on. Instead of saying thank you, I broke the silence with a dry joke.

The runner said.

“Hey, this reminds me of the old days.”

Danwoo Seong, who was stuck in the middle, said.

“No, do I really have to walk this way?”

Sima Ji said.

"Shut up. Let's walk like this for a bit. Maybe we can reminisce about the old days."

As the old dog trio ran forward, acting childishly, Lee Ja-eon, who was following behind, clicked his tongue.

“Let’s go together, Masters.”

The three men, ignoring Lee Ja-eon's words, ran forward without a word. Despite being ignored by his brothers, Lee Ja-eon couldn't have been offended. His expression brightened as he chased after him. Looking at his eldest brother, he didn't seem to have changed much.

I never knew it would be so nice to have a place to return to.

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The dawn of the upper galaxy, where Danwoosung is returning.

Baekyak, who claimed to be the guardian deity of the spirit, woke up at dawn as usual, put on a pure white uniform, and went out to Yangpyeong Lake.

Escort is escort, and training is training.

Having heard a bit about what had transpired from Yishin, Baekyak couldn't relax. He deliberately took a large lap around the Milky Way before heading to Yangpyeong Lake. He planned to run half an hour and then return for breakfast.

When you are unfolding your lightness.

It wasn't surprising that a master followed him without making a sound.

Perhaps he thought Baekyak wouldn't know, as he hid in the fog and chased after me mockingly.

Baekyak deliberately ran at a moderate pace, gazed at Yangpyeong Lake, and then turned his steps back toward the Milky Way.

On the usual walking path where the morning fog had cleared away, an unfamiliar voice called out to Baekyak.

“Listen here.”

After Baekyak stopped, he turned around and stared blankly into the empty space. Then, an unfamiliar voice called out to him again.

“Young lady.”

Baekyak replied.

“Why? Speak.”

The opponent became quiet for a moment at Baekyak's blunt response.

“······.”

As Baekyak started walking again, a strange man asked him.

“What is your relationship with the upper successor?”

The aerodynamics must have been quite high, as the voices didn't reveal their location. The voices seemed to echo from all directions.

Baekyak replied.

“Do whatever you want.”

“I need to know so I can decide whether to kill you, kidnap you, demand a ransom, or summon the Archduke to frighten you.”

Baekyak said in a calm tone.

“That’s true, that’s true.”

"Then I'll just kidnap him for now. There's no good way to summon the Archduke."

When an unidentified man announced an attack from somewhere, Baekyak responded while walking down the street.

“If that’s possible, please do so.”

“How can you be so confident, young lady······.”

Only then did a man appear, accompanied by the sound of his robe fluttering in the air. He appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties, but it was difficult to determine his exact age from his appearance.

Because the atmosphere was strange.

He had dark circles under his eyes, his hair was long like a woman's, and his body smelled of perfume.

There was no dignity in his expression, his clothes were loose, as if he was wearing a large size, and he had no weapons.

Above all, as soon as he appeared, he looked at Baekyak with a calm look in his eyes and said this.

“Young lady, you are a rare beauty.”

As the man stared at him intently as if he had fallen in love at first sight, Baekyak asked.

“Are you the princess of Manmagung?”

Come to think of it, it was a confrontation between the princess and the princess.

Manma Palace replied with a trembling expression.

“Young lady, how did you know? I didn’t even give you any advance notice of my visit.”

Baekyak asked.

“With what confidence did you come alone?”

Manma Palace Lady replied.

"Who would bother to bring along just to kidnap a woman? I'm more than enough alone."

Now the conversation is finally coming together.

Because Manmagoongju was talking about how beautiful Baekyak was, and Baekyak was talking to Manmagoongju about how she had the confidence to come alone.

He is the Manmagung Lord who spent his time rolling around with women in Manmagung.

It's been a while since I've been out in the world, and I couldn't be happier.

Leaving the tedious tasks to her subordinates, the princess herself traveled the world, kidnapping and toying with beautiful women. She had only recently arrived at the upper reaches of the galaxy. Just as the magician had described, the Manma Princess was still living a life of extravagance. Had she not been the princess and continued to roam the world, she would have been called a lust demon.

He planned to make lovers here and there, raise children, and then disperse the Manmagung Palace's assets.

Therefore, going out to meet women was something that Manmagoongju took very seriously.

But as soon as I saw Baekyak, I realized one thing.

It would be difficult to find such a beautiful woman in Manmagung, let alone in the world of martial arts.

After a moment of pampering, the Manma Princess spoke to Baekyak.

“What is your name, ma’am?”

Baekyak replied.

“I don’t know.”

The Princess of Manma said.

"Let's do this. If you come with me obediently, I won't touch a single hair on your head. I will make you my wife."

How could someone like this be the princess of Manmagung?

Baekyakdo was also in a state of confusion.

The problem was that it was impossible to gauge the extent of her skills. Baekyak thought as he gazed at Manma Palace Master.

'I feel strange.'

Baekyak suddenly appeared before Manma Palace Lord and held out his sword.

When Manma Palace Master responded with tension without showing any sign of surprise······.

With a "swoosh!", the new form of the Manma Palace flew backwards. It didn't just fly away; it rolled along the ground, making a loud noise.

Pubbu …

The Princess Manma sighed and stood up, dusting off her clothes here and there.

Baekyak's face was gradually hardening.

It can't be helped.

The problem isn't that it was blown away.

Even though the tension was clearly exchanged with Baekhwajang, Manma Palace Lady was not surprised by the ice.

After briefly folding her hands together, the Queen Mother spoke respectfully to Baekyak.

"Young Lady, you are the descendant of the Duke of Mujin. I don't know you. I will formally greet you."

Manma Palace Lady said to Baekyak as she took the lottery ticket.

"Manmagongju, it's none other than Cheolhansaeng (鐵悍生). The descendant of Mujin Gong has reappeared in the martial world, and Manmagong didn't know about it. It's all the fault of the Iron House. By the way, why is the descendant of the great Cheonma staying in such a shabby place as the Galaxy Shangdan? Should you go now? Or did Soga give it to you?"

Baekyak couldn't help but swallow his saliva when the crazy guy suddenly became serious.

'what?'

As Baekyak just looked at him with surprised eyes, Manma Palace Lady spoke again.

"Anyway, welcome. What should I say? It's a pleasure to meet you. In this palace, there was a pathetic old man named Suwol Maya who studied ice art. He devoted his life to it, but the results were disappointing. However, ice art is a martial art that even the other great masters long to replicate, so I will step aside and tell the great masters. I will come back again. Miss Baek, then."

As Baekyak was about to say something, Manma Palace Lady raised a finger and said this.

"Shh! If I say I'm going, I'm going. If I say I'm coming, I'll definitely come back. You can't stop me. See you later."

Baekyak, without paying any attention, unleashed the Baekhwasingong's seasonal energy, Il-dae-baek-ya (一帶白夜), from all over his body in order to tie up Manma Palace Master in this place.

At that moment, the surprised Manma Palace Lord's exclamation stopped.

"oh!"

But Baekyak also cried out in elasticity.

"under."

The Manma Palace Master, who moved faster than the cold air of the Great White Night spread, stood still a few dozen chapters away, enveloped in the cold air.

But it was too out of the way.

Then, Manma Palace Master, who had raised her own internal energy and released the cold air of the Great White Night, ran away and said this.

"Oh, I almost died. I'll be more careful next time. See you later."

The Princess of Manma was moving away at a speed that even Baekyak couldn't stop. No, she had already vanished while she was still speaking.

If there was magic in speed, then Manma Palace Master seemed like a magician who focused on speed.