Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 168

Episode 168

Exclusive: Who Wins in a Gambling House?

As soon as Go Cheon-hwi, who was approaching Manma Palace, lowered his sword to the lower right, he performed a light attack and rushed at Manma Palace.

Manmangungju tilted her head as she watched Go Cheon-hwi running towards her alone.

“Are you crazy?”

The low-lying Gocheonhwi quickly swung his straight sword.

Boohoo!

After Go Cheon-hwi cut the air and turned his head······.

Manmagungju, who was already rushing towards Gwangma and Cheolmyeongho, raised her sword and poured out her strength.

The mad horse struck with both hands clasped together, and Cheolmyeongho countered the strike with a swing of his iron umbrella.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

The results were as expected.

As Gwangma and Cheolmyeongho blocked the tension and were simultaneously thrown back······.

Go Cheon-hwi unleashed a straight line of swordsmanship aimed at the back of Manma Palace Lord's head.

Ssaeaeaeang!

As the Princess Manma tilted her head slightly, the long, spear-like pottery pointed towards Guhwasan Mountain.

Then, as Manma Palace Lord's new form headed towards Gwangma, Go Cheon-hui rushed forward while pouring out his sword wind.

When Manma Palace Master waved his hand as if he was annoyed and blew away the wind, Go Cheon-hui clung to him persistently and interfered with Manma Palace Master.

I was thinking of saving Cheolmyeongho and Gwangma by any means necessary.

Manma Palace Master said this while dodging Go Cheon-hui's sword that was pouring down fierce attacks.

“Slow, slow.”

Indeed, Manmagungju's movements were faster than Go Cheon-hui's sword swing. Go Cheon-hui was already swaying Manmagungju's movements, retaliating and then swinging his sword. Manmagungju dodged six or seven consecutive sword strikes before striking Go Cheon-hui's flank, where his opening was clearly visible.

Then, Go Cheon-hwi, who was swinging his sword, countered with great force as if he had been waiting.

Kwaaaaang!

Although Go Cheon-hwi staggered back, he was not pushed out in a pathetic manner like Gwang-ma or Cheol-myeong-ho.

Go Cheon-hwi opened his eyes wide.

'You… are weaker than Master Su.'

Go Cheon-hwi was pushed back just three or four steps, then he charged again with his teeth clenched.

Although Manmagoongju was cynical, she felt bitter inside.

This is because he got caught up in a tension battle that Go Cheon-hwi had deliberately induced.

Meanwhile, a mad horse covered in dust rose up like a ghost and approached from behind Manma Palace.

The same goes for Cheol Myeong-ho. Only after a strong shock did his mind calm down.

Manma Palace Princess tilted her head back to avoid Go Cheon-hui's direct attack, and then simultaneously lay down on the ground to avoid the attacks of the rushing mad horse and iron tiger, and ran away in a lying position as if a corpse was moving.

It was a movement that Cheolmyeongho could not understand at all.

Then, Manma Palace Lady, who had stood upright as if she were a zombie, looked at the three people with her hands behind her back.

The madman said.

"That's truly remarkable lightness. But if you're going to kill me, it seems like lightness alone won't do. Isn't that right, Princess?"

In the meantime, Cheol Myeong-ho started talking crazy.

“Hey, Princess, I used to run a gambling house······.”

When someone hears something out of the blue, everyone listens intently. Cheol Myeong-ho's words brought the fight to a halt for a moment.

Cheol Myeong-ho continued speaking.

“Do you know who always wins at the casino?”

The Princess Manma laughed.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Cheol Myeong-ho was giggling like a crazy person.

While the two were talking nonsense, Go Cheon-hwi took a deep breath and stepped forward again without saying a word.

Since Go Cheon-hwi was the one who had to fight the hardest here, there was no choice. I planned to leave the madmen's ramblings entirely to Cheol Myeong-ho and Gwang-ma. After all, I knew that psychological state plays a huge role in combat.

But Go Cheon-hwi had no other thought than to swing his sword. As his sword fell to the lower right, a sound of sword noise engulfed it.

Jjeng······!

The Princess Manma clicked her tongue.

“The only normal thing is the half-moon shaped snail.”

Go Cheon-hwi muttered as he approached.

“I don’t really······.”

The Princess Manma sighed and waved her hand.

As Go Cheon-hwi quickly lowered his head, the ends of his fluttering hair were cut off by the wind and flew away.

Gwangma and Cheolmyeongho unconsciously followed suit as Go Cheon-hwi quickly lowered his head. A gust of wind blew over their heads like an invisible blade.

Then, Gwangma and Cheolmyeongho rush forward.

Manmagoongju and Gocheonhwi faced off again.

Even Manmagoongju had to immediately injure Go Cheon-hui. Before she knew it, Gwangma and Cheolmyeongho would be rushing at her like madmen.

Manma Palace Master was unfolding her magic and pointed at Go Cheon-hwi with her left finger.

When Go Cheon-hwi lowered his head······.

Manma Palace Lady, who had been using a trick with a false flag, aimed for Go Cheon-hwi's forehead and extended her sword.

Go Cheon-hwi raised his sword straight up and took control of the direction in which the Ujang was advancing.

Both of their movements are speed itself.

Manma Palace Lady, who had placed her hand on the tip of the sword, pushed the ground away from the straight path.

Still, Cheolmyeongho and Gwangma were chasing them from the left and right like half-crazed beasts.

Manma Palace Master attacks the two madmen again with her twin swords.

I twisted my body to avoid the vertical pottery that was coming from the center.

Every time he made a decisive move, Go Cheon-hwi's attack would rush in, taking advantage of the brief gap.

Waaa …

While Manma Palace Master twisted her body, Go Cheon-hui, who had risen into the air, erupted with a straight stream of energy as if stabbing with a short dagger, and in the process, flicked her left finger.

Taang!

Unable to discern what kind of attack that hand gesture was, Manma Palace Lady once again widened the distance. The new form was so agile that it could move freely throughout the vast open space.

The mad horse, who had been rolling on the floor due to the tension, got up while picking up a rolling stone.

Cheol Myeong-ho jumped up with a stern expression.

Each time they struck the tension, both of them felt a shock like being hit in the head with a crowbar, but they had no time to delay.

Because if they didn't follow, Go Cheon-hwi would be in danger.

He was not chasing after Manma Palace to kill her, but was rising to save Go Cheon-hwi.

There is no other reason.

Because Go Cheon-hwi was fighting the most dangerous battle himself. This was something the men couldn't afford to ignore.

The mad horse opened his large hands full of stones and began to run, while Cheolmyeongho also started to run with his eyes wide open.

Before he knew it, Go Cheon-hwi had rejoined the fight, and was repeatedly struck by the wind. Blood gushed from his shoulder, and flesh was torn from his forearm with a loud thud. Fortunately, Go Cheon-hwi was quick enough to avoid a penetrating wound.

Even in the midst of all this, he swung his sword like a two-handed swordsman and knocked down the Manma Palace Master.

As Manmagungju dodged the mad demon's fists that were rushing in from behind, she kicked the mad demon's abdomen with her left foot. As she moved to avoid the iron umbrella that fell from her head, blood suddenly spurted out before her eyes.

The Princess Manma frowned and stepped back.

'What kind of blood is that?'

Of course, it was Go Cheon-hwi's blood.

It was a unique attack that blew away the blood on the arm.

It was just psychological warfare, as it had no power.

There is only one reason for this kind of psychological warfare.

Because of her quickness, Manma Palace Master tended to evade all attacks. As if to confirm this tendency, Go Cheon-hwi sent a blast of blood flying.

Then, Go Cheon-hwi fiercely unleashed a barrage of cross-shaped swords and charged forward with his straight sword outstretched. He was truly a courageous man.

Manma Palace Master immediately struck the sword with his left hand, dodged the oncoming sword by jumping up, and then kicked Go Cheon-hui in the face with his right foot.

puck!

In the meantime, Go Cheon-hwi blocked the kick with his left hand, but because the air force itself was pushed back, he had no choice but to roll around on the ground with a loud noise.

In order not to miss the opportunity that Manma Palace had finally received, she hurled a gust of wind at Go Cheon-hwi······.

Wheeeeeeeeeek!

The iron umbrella flew in, hovering diagonally in the air, and opened its iron umbrella wide.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Cheol Myeong-ho rolled around with his umbrella, and even in the midst of all that, he was giggling like a child rolling in the snow.

Then, as Cheol Myeong-ho stood up and closed his umbrella again, a red line from the inside rib of the umbrella was clearly drawn on his face.

When Manma Palace glared at Cheolmyeongho, Cheolmyeongho shouted.

“What are you looking at?

Then, before Manma Palace could do anything, a stone flew at her.

Because it was thought to not be very powerful, Manma Palace Lady simply waved her hand and knocked away the flying stones.

Then, Cheol Myeong-ho, Go Cheon-hwi, and Gwang-ma, who had become beggars of openness, walked towards Manma Palace Lady again without saying a word.

The Princess Manma stuck out her tongue and wet her dry lips with a trembling expression.

'These sloppy kids.'

Manma Palace Lady spread out her thumb and index finger and used her finger technique to pull out a red long sword made of energy.

Tsk······!

It was a choice to consume air power.

Manma Palace Master was a man who cared deeply about his own safety. To act as a bystander, he needed to have enough internal energy to escape at any moment. That way, no matter which side was defeated, he could still escape with his superior lightness. But now was not the time to think about the aftermath.

This time, Manma Palace approached the three people without keeping a distance.

Then, the four people simultaneously increased their speed and collided.

The flying sword and the Manma Palace Lord's finger sword clash.

Kaang!

Manma Palace Master, who still had the upper hand in speed and internal energy, kicked Cheolmyeongho in the stomach and slapped Gwangma's cheek with his left hand.

Bang! Slap!

Only Go Cheon-hwi remains, swinging his sword fiercely and mingling with the Manma Palace Lady.

Cheol Myeong-ho frowned and clutched his stomach as he stepped back, then spat out a vomit.

“Kueuk.”

The slapped madman's body spun around in the air before finally falling to the ground. Had it not been for his innate strength, his neck would have snapped first.

Manma Palace Lady strikes Go Cheon-hwi's sword with her sword······.

He kicked Go Cheon-hwi's calf with his left foot, as if sweeping the floor.

puck!

As Go Cheon-hwi's body tilted forward, Manma Palace Master slammed his left sword into Go Cheon-hwi's torso. Go Cheon-hwi, who had switched his sword to his left hand, struck the ground with his sword to regain his balance, then blocked the incoming force with the back of his sword.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Go Cheon-hwi flew away with his sword.

Only then did Manmagoongju look at Cheolmyeongho and Gwangma with murderous eyes. She had intended to kill these two from the start. However, Cheolmyeongho was already floating in the air the moment Go Cheon-hwi flew away.

As Manma Palace Lady raised her finger and unleashed her swords, the red rays of light shot toward Cheol Myung-ho. At that moment, Cheol Myung-ho, holding his iron umbrella wide open, was pushed back, supporting it with both hands.

Phew!

Iron Man was holding up surprisingly well because he had inherited eight-tenths of the mad horse's power, and his mad master had purified it with pure internal energy before pushing it back in.

However, since I had never fought such a strong opponent before, I was unable to use my internal energy effectively.

Three stones flew towards Manma Palace's face.

Manma Palace Master, who had been pushing away Cheolmyeongho, used her left hand to slap away each and every stone that was flying towards her, as if changing its direction.

As the mad horse charged like an angry bull······.

Manmagoongju nodded.

Come.

He planned to kill the mad horse before Go Cheon-hwi, who was far away, arrived.

Suddenly, Go Cheon-hwi stopped the mad horse's advance.

“Stop, madman.”

The mad horse suddenly stopped dead, as if it had regained its senses. Though consumed by madness, it considered the words of the black man fighting alongside it more important.

As the atmosphere became strangely heavy······.

After putting away the sword that Manmagoongju was using recklessly, she looked at the three people who were surrounding her in a triangle.

Even the Manmagoongju needed time to catch her breath.

At this time, Go Cheon-hwi spoke openly to Manma Palace Master in a strange tone.

“My Lady, I’ll use some poison.”

As Manma Palace Lady tilted her head, Go Cheon-hwi glared at her, flicked the back of the sword's handle with his thumb, then took a poison pouch from his pocket and poured it into the handle. As the gray powder fell like grains of sand, he pulled the cover back with his thumb.

After watching, Manmagoongju regretted it.

It was truly a bizarre psychological warfare.

The Princess Manmago asked.

“You came now?”

Cheol Myeong-ho intervened.

“Your Majesty, please spit.”

Then, Cheol Myeong-ho spat heavily on the floor.

Phew!

It didn't mean anything.

Then, Gwangma, who had come to his senses somewhat, asked Cheol Myeong-ho.

"capital punishment."

"why."

“Who always wins in the casino?”

Frankly, at this point, the four of them couldn't clearly predict who would win this gambling-like fight.

Cheol Myeong-ho replied.

"In a casino, the owner always wins. I've said it many times. I used to run a casino."

The madman burst into laughter, shaking off the pain and distracting thoughts that were rushing through his body.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

The mad horse's body was engulfed in the aura of the Hwigeopjinma Gong.

When the mad horse suddenly turned into a madman, Cheol Myeong-ho calmed down the madness with a calm voice.

“Priest, don’t die alone.”

Suddenly, Cheol Myeong-ho's mind flashed with images of Gwangma unleashing his Hwegyeopjinma Gong and Go Cheon-hwi unleashing his swordsmanship. Then, like the revered leader Yu Jeong-hong, he raised his iron umbrella vertically. Then, concentrating, he infused it with his inner energy.

At last, the sound of a sword finally flowed from the weapon held by the man who was once the owner of a gambling house.

It was a sword sound so strong that it echoed throughout Mount Guhwa.