Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 170

Episode 170

Fanaticism, an ordinary day

Cheol Myeong-ho was happier about swinging the Samjae Sword a million times than about killing Manma Palace Lady.

It was the same for Danwoo Seongdo.

Even the fanatic, who had a rough idea of the process, was impressed. The fanatic praised Cheol Myeong-ho.

“You have swung the Samjae Sword Technique a million times.”

Only then did the others realize what was happening. The owner of the casino was truly wielding the Samjae Sword Technique with venom.

Yoo Jeong-hong and Yi-shin also laughed heartily.

These weren't people who trained by counting like Cheol Myeong-ho. However, the pressure of a million repetitions was impressive even to these masters.

Cheol Myeong-ho first raised Go Cheon-hwi, who was still able to control his body, and then looked at Gwang-ma, who was lying there unable to move.

Is it because we witnessed the gates of death together?

Only then was I starting to get used to the mad horse's scary and ugly face.

The two people made eye contact and then smiled.

When Cheol Myeong-ho reached out as if to take his hand, Gwang-ma said.

“My hand is broken.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Cheol Myeong-ho, who still had some strength left, grabbed Gwangma by the collar, lifted him up, and then lifted him up onto his back.

There is no other reason.

Because he is a priest, he carried me.

It was like Danwoo-seong carrying Baekyak on his back, and Ha Jeong-hak, the leader of the House Night Clan, carrying his younger brother on his back. This was clearly different from the reason Cheonma carried Geomma on his back.

When Cheol Myeong-ho, Gwang-ma, and Go Cheon-hwi returned······.

The fanatic said.

“Half-moon wine.”

Go Cheon-hwi responded politely.

“Yes, sir.”

“Do you have any troops under the mountain?”

“Yes.”

“There must be someone there to treat the injuries.”

Go Cheon-hwi looked at Gwangma. A broken arm was a serious injury, but he was also losing a lot of blood.

He spoke to Go Cheon-hwi as if he were entrusting his disciples to Gwangshin.

“I’d like to ask you to take care of my two poor disciples for a moment.”

It was a polite request that Go Cheon-hwi couldn't dare refuse. He said this as he took the lottery tickets from Gwang-sin, Ui-sin, and Yu Jeong-hong.

“Then I will take you there and treat your injuries first.”

Of course, Go Cheon-hwi's injuries weren't trivial. He knew full well that Gwangsin was even considering him.

Cheol Myeong-ho gazed at Dan Woo-seong for a moment, still carrying his horse. Despite his inexperience, Cheol Myeong-ho knew full well that the magician was no ordinary man. So, he couldn't help but stare at Dan Woo-seong for a long time.

“Ambassador.”

Danwoo-seong nodded.

“Speak.”

Cheol Myeong-ho raised a finger as if to tell him not to forget and pointed at Dan Woo-seong.

"······noodle."

All the emotions were contained in one word.

Stay alive.

Because I have to eat noodles again.

Danwoo Seong looked at Cheolmyeongho and replied.

“I have to eat. Okay.”

Those who died in this way were unable to leave Mount Guhwa, and those who survived, though seriously injured, quietly descended Mount Guhwa.

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The remaining demon warrior and the squire on the two peaks gazed upon the corpse of the Manmagung Lord. They felt no emotion. It was a death they had brought upon themselves. However, since they had never held much affection for Manmagung to begin with, they felt no regret or pity.

Jianzi suddenly looked at the magician.

He was curious about what the Demon Lord would say to him. Then, the Demon Lord asked Jianzi.

“Kien-ja, have you changed your mind lately?”

The sage nodded.

“That’s right.”

The magician pointed to the Baekdo masters and asked Jianzi.

“So you’re saying you won’t come forward?”

The man looked at the doctor.

"I've already been defeated by Yishin. I have no intention of challenging him again. Yu Jeonghong and Kwonwang have already engaged in a fierce battle, so I'm not in the mood."

The magician glared at the knight.

"then?"

“Fanaticism… seems like your opponent.”

“Why?”

The sage pointed to the fanatic.

"Look at that dangerous man. Did you kill the fanatic's family? His wife and child too? Anyone who meets him for the first time would know he's mad. Who did this? It must be you… I wish this place had become a showdown to determine the greatest in the world. But things don't always go as planned. It's because of favors. Gentleman, do you intend to avoid your disciple's challenge? Or do you feel it's a waste to kill him now?"

"

The magician smiled at the words of the wise man.

“That’s too bad.”

“What.”

The magician slowly looked around at Gwangsin, Yisin, Yoo Jeonghong, Kwonwang, and Jianzi, and then spoke.

“There is a thing called gap in the world.”

“······.”

The magician spoke from Gunjabong Peak as if declaring to the world.

“All five of you, jump in together.”

The rest of the people opened their eyes wide at the words of the magician.

Even the sage was secretly surprised.

The honest feelings of the observer were like this.

I figured that if I dealt with the gentleman, the Hundred Path masters would fall one after another. Then, I planned to kill the gentleman and leave. I decided that the gentleman was a being that should not exist in this world.

But what is the boundless arrogance of that gentleman?

The man replied with a surprised expression.

“Master, are you really that confident?”

The gentleman, with a calm expression and his mouth shut, rose from Gunjabong Peak and landed in the open space.

"······Wouldn't that mean I could die too? I've lived longer than you. I don't even remember when Samhwachwijeong happened. And when Nohwasuncheong and Ogijowon happened? They were just a long time ago. It wasn't like my mental illness was so severe that I would take my own life. Why would I have mentioned Baek Mujin and Jin Sohan? Why would I have looked for young men with heroic qualities and waited for the birth of a demon god?"

The magician looked around at the warlords and said.

"Death was the most serious problem I could not solve. Am I a being capable of dying? That's the only question I have."

Danwoo Seong suddenly had this thought while listening to the words of the Demon King.

He said that he was a being that went against the laws of the world.

However, the Magical Gentleman is not the only being who goes against the laws of the world.

Dan Woo-seong, who was observing the events from this point on, woke up again in Lee Jin-eon's body, so he could be said to be a being who went against the laws of the world.

If so, I thought that the reason for reincarnation, which I could not ask anyone, had been revealed here.

All that is left is for Danwoo Seong to disappear from the world along with the Demon King.

That method was also a difficult problem for Danwoo Seong.

Would it be right to kill them with a combined attack?

I wasn't sure. In fact, I thought a wheeled battle was more likely. If they fought all at once, it would be difficult to discern their tactics. There was even the possibility that a majority of them would be on the verge of death in a single battle.

So, should the seniors fight first and I be the last one to step forward and kill?

I didn't feel like doing that either.

Danwoo Seong closed his eyes for a moment.

'It's sad.'

As soon as I was ready to die, I thought of Baekyak and the rest of the Galaxy family.

I just felt sorry.

I figured it wasn't for nothing that I'd met Baek Mu-jin and Jin So-han in my dreams. If there were an afterlife, and the martial gods were watching the evil deeds of the Demonic Gentleman, those two must have felt the most suffocating. Perhaps they'd longed to be reincarnated.

'Let me go first.'

What being would experience two lives? Danwoo-seong rose from his seat alone, as if responding to heaven's arrangement.

The magician looked at Danwoo Castle.

“The King of Boxing.”

Danwoo-seong glared at the Demon King and then spoke to Baekdo's seniors.

"Seniors… I want one-on-one time. I don't have the words or the means to explain why.

That's because it's my job. Let's do it this way. If I lose, the next senior will step up and do a one-on-one. If the gentleman gets tired, give him time to rest. Ultimately, in this place, life and death are determined by the Baekdo method.

Just because our opponent is so strong, there's no need for us to abandon our Baekdo methods and join forces like the Demonic Way, focusing solely on killing. Senior and Master. This is my heart.

"

Even if Danwoo-seong were to disappear into dust, he would do his best to ensure that the remaining seniors could tear apart the Demon King.

But even if others could make concessions, the problem was the fanaticism.

As expected, Gwangshin was the first to ask a question.

“Why do you want to die first when you have such a bright future ahead of you?”

Danwoo Seong answered.

“Why would I want to die?”

"Honestly, I don't even know how to judge, so how could I let you go first? Even if we were to compete in a wheeled battle, I, an old man, should be the first to decide, and you should go last."

The fanatic looked at the gentleman.

“Master, is wheel warfare okay?”

The gentleman said:

“How can I force a method on you now?”

The fanatic looked at the gentleman.

Looking at the gentleman, his wife came to mind. Gwangsin smiled faintly as he remembered the first time he met her.

In an instant, the fanatic wanted to rush out and tear the gentleman to pieces. But because he was so intent on killing him with all his heart, he calmed his mind with an unusually calm demeanor. Whatever method he used, the gentleman's master seemed confident. So, he had no choice but to rely on another possibility.

At a moment like this, neither Yoo Jeong-hong nor Yi-shin could do anything.

It was right for the fanatic to decide on the entangled relationship between Eunwon and the fanatic.

Gwangsin suddenly gestured and called Danwoo-seong to come closer.

Gwangsin, Uisin, Yoo Jeonghong, and Danwooseong gathered close together and looked at each other.

Even in the midst of all this, as we looked at each other's faces, a smile suddenly came to our faces.

The fanatic, who was thinking deeply about something, said to Danwoo Seong.

“Are you planning on breaking that stubbornness?”

Danwoo Sung replied with a blank expression.

"doesn't exist."

“If you think I am pitiful and want to risk your life first, I will not allow it.”

Danwoo-seong smiled.

"No matter what you say, I will fight first. This is my destiny."

The fanatic muttered.

“Fate······.”

The fanatic, who had been thinking deeply about something for a moment, said to the gentleman.

“Master.”

When the gentleman's master nodded, the fanatic spoke.

“Then let’s end this fight in one go. Once is enough.”

The magician and the knight looked at the fanatic with surprised expressions at the same time.

The fanatic stood up and spoke to the gentleman.

"If five people, including Master Jianzi, are to attack simultaneously, even this disciple will not dare to measure his master's level. Therefore, I will forgo both combined attacks and wheel-to-wheel combat. My cherished junior and disciple will step forward. However, if a young disciple were to challenge Master in this state, it would be a sure death…"

The gentleman replied.

“Then what should we do?”

Even this clever magician couldn't understand the mind of a fanatic.

The god of the madmen replied:

“I will pass on all my internal energy to my disciple and just watch this match.”

A suffocating silence passed for a moment.

“······.”

The fanatic spoke in a calm tone.

"If Master kills my disciple, I have no value in living. How can a Master, who watched his disciple walk so clearly to his death, have the face to live? Since this man is stubborn and insists on fighting first, I realized that all I can do as a Master is to hand over my entire internal energy. That's the difference between you and me, my former Master. Could Master, who has held my life in his hands, accept a disciple's offer? Please allow it. If that happens, the man who was once called a fanatic will return to being someone without even a shred of internal energy, and he will lose the power to hinder Master's progress in the future. One ordinary day, the martial arts you began to teach me will disappear along with it…"

Gwangsin said, grabbing Danwooseong's shoulder with one hand.

“This is the only condition that allows you to fight first.”

Even Dan Woo-seong, who had never cried since his reincarnation, suddenly felt his heart break from the depths of his being.

Because I knew what a fanatic's heart was like.

The more I imagined it, the more my throat tightened and I couldn't speak.

Even the magician who had been watching let out a sigh and soared into the air, returning to the military peak.

The magician said this while sitting cross-legged as if he would not disturb anyone.

“The young disciples······.”

The magician looked up at the sky where the sunset was stretching out and continued speaking.

"Do as you wish. The battle will begin with the rising sun, as always."

The magician quietly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, Danwoo Seong, who was so overcome with emotion that he could barely stand, knelt before Gwangshin.

“Master······.”

Gwangsin stroked Danwoosung's head and spoke in a calm tone.

“It’s okay.”

Gwangsin just wanted to go back to the ordinary days when he had never met his master.