Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 192

Episode 192

King of Kwon, Who is the God of War 2

Could it be that the martial arts he learned while locked in a volcano after the Battle of Orung were the twin swords?

Danwoo-seong asked Geomseong, who was holding a pair of swords.

“Are you serious?”

This is because the Hwasan faction has never had a master who used dual swords before.

Geomseong nodded.

"I've tried to break the limits of the volcano. Twenty years have passed. I've been locked away and practicing this."

Geomseong smiled as he extended his twin swords to the left and right.

“I’m getting used to it.”

This martial art was intended to be showcased if an even more serious incident than the Battle of Orung occurred in the martial arts world. It was a reinterpretation of the Ssangwol Sword Technique, used by Jin Sohan to defeat his younger brother, Jin Shiwol, known as the First Sword of the Volcanoes, based on information gathered through oral tradition and historical records by the Hwasan Sword Masters of the time.

Danwoo Seong said.

“Let’s see.”

After a short break, the battle resumed with Volcanic Swordsman's first strike.

The internal energy of the sword master has surpassed that of the old man.

After he had mastered the Plum Blossom Twenty-Four Hands, Plum Blossom Scented Hands, Falling Flower Sprints, Jahashin Gong, and Maejeolpungsogeom, which had been passed down through generations in the Hwasanpa, he felt his own limitations and created the Ssanggeomhwayemu (Twin Swords Flower-shedding Dance).

It was the swordsman's unique martial art that he had yet to find anyone to teach.

It was a martial art with a humble name for a swordsman of the Dokmun martial arts school.

It simply meant scattering flowers with twin swords.

It was a sword dance that was full of continuous attacks from beginning to end, to the point that it made the name of leisurely swordsmanship seem meaningless.

It didn't matter whether the opponent was strong or weak. Even if defense was sometimes conducted with the left or right sword, counterattacks and surprise attacks were launched almost simultaneously.

When the King of Fists tries to grab the left sword, the Sword Saint's right sword flies towards his wrist.

At the same time, when trying to hold the twin swords, the swordsman would also twist the trajectory and respond by combining offense and defense.

The swordsman's response was truly spectacular.

Moreover, the sight of Jahagi's two swords dripping like blood in response to Jahagi's attack was actually scattered like plum blossoms by the wind, the sword wind, and the two people's intense movements.

Because of this, not long after the swordsman began to unleash his attacks, the two were trapped in a volcano, clearly hidden from the onlookers' view.

Danwoo Seong was trapped in the volcano for a while and enjoyed the scenery.

It was a scene where you couldn't tell if you were fighting or dreaming.

Now, the observers from Hwasan and the Murim Alliance were nowhere to be seen.

It was flashy and noisy.

But so far, I haven't even been able to cut the collars of the two black short swords.

Moreover, the wind caused by the law and violent movements was not only for the swordsman.

In other words, it could be said that the scenery of the non-combat location changed into a volcano because the King of Fists was facing them.

In Danwooseong's eyes, Geomseong was a swordsman who had reached the peak of the volcano.

However, now his own skills and status were merely looking down on the volcano. Because Danwooseong had risen in status, he painstakingly imagined himself defeated in the volcano recreated by Geomseong.

If these fluttering plum blossoms fell like a shower of flowers in the sky and pierced Dan Woo-seong's body, there was a slight possibility that Dan Woo-seong would be defeated.

But even after waiting for a while, it seemed that Geomseong had not reached that level.

Unlike before, every time Danwoosung fought, the outcome was clear and predictable.

Because the level has increased.

'This is the end of the black castle.'

It was a shame to say this to Geomseong, but he was a level below Gwangsin and Yisin. The gap between rumor and reality is harsh. No matter how much people trumpeted that Samsin Ilseong was a warrior of the same caliber, in Danwooseong's eyes, this was reality.

Three years have already passed since I killed the magician.

The Brain God Art that was used to fight the Red Heavenly Sword Master and Blood Emperor before has been refined to be faster and simpler.

He was ready to unleash his brain power at any moment.

Amidst the swirling dust and fluttering plum blossoms, Danwoo Seong made his body light without using any special techniques.

Anyway, the swordsmanship used by the Black Sword Master was not a beginner's technique.

Because of this, there was no rule to avoid the single dominant force.

However, just like the Baekhwa of the Baekhwashinkong used by Baekyak, he created thunder flowers everywhere with the Baekjeonshipdankong. The fluttering plum blossoms would burn whenever they encountered the thunder flowers.

Despite this, Geomseong stubbornly cut down the lightning bolts floating in the air one by one. With each lightning bolt, the crimson color of the longsword peeled away.

I guess the internal energy battle was also pushed back.

But he had no intention of giving up on the sword.

Because I haven't made any mistakes so far.

Danwoo Seong, who had been avoiding the twin swordsmanship from start to finish, suddenly revealed his prayer and attacked, then narrowed his eyes.

I was looking at the swordsman moving in the air with a sense of danger.

There is something that everyone except Danwoo-seong has completely forgotten.

The swordsman flew back while floating in the air, and then hit his back against the Ja-ha-gon that Dan-woo-seong had set up a while ago.

'this······.'

In an instant, Geomseong's entire body was engulfed in a protective energy, simplifying the trajectory of his sword and slowing it down slightly. Meanwhile, Danwooseong hadn't forgotten the location of Jahagon, the sword he'd placed.

At that moment, he swept away the brain energy with his Ihwashinkong and blew it all away at Geomseong with a single wave of his hand.

As the twin swords of the Black Swordsmen crossed······.

The area was dyed purple, as if a wall of sunset was being built.

As the white gusts of lightning collided with the sunset barrier, they clashed noisily as if competing against each other······.

Danwoo Sung, who had quickly closed the distance with his teleportation technique, struck the middle of the crossed twin swords with his fist.

Danwoo's body shape was amazing.

Because the movements of the whole body rushing forward fiercely were only supporting the gathering of strength in the fist.

Whether you block it with a sword, a sword, or something else······.

The shock from the power would have been difficult to bear.

The King of Fists' fist struck the face of the twin swords.

As the ray of light struck the twin swords, the sword spirit blocked by the twin swords also spread out like a ray of light.

It broke through the volcano it had created, floated above the ground, and moved across the Baekgeommun smokescreen in an instant, breaking through the Baekgeommun's high wall. It flew for a while longer before hitting a not-so-thick tree with such force that it uprooted it and then rolling on the ground.

While the swordsman rolled on the floor, the twin swords also rolled on the floor.

At the same time, Baek I-gyeol, Hwa Eun-wol, and Cheol Myeong-ho run out······.

He launched a light attack towards the swordsman who flew through the wall while screaming like a volcanic wave.

However, Danwoosung had already arrived next to Geomseong, flying through the air and then falling.

Danwoo Seong asked Geomseong, who was lying face down.

“Senior?”

I didn't think a man of his caliber could die like this. I assumed he'd simply fainted for a split second and lost control of his body.

As expected······.

The sword master, who had fainted from the shockwave of the power, shook his head violently and rose to his feet. What he saw, gasping for breath, was not the leader, but the Immortal Sword.

"this."

The treasured sword of the Hwasan faction, which was so cherished, was rolling around on the floor······.

Geomseong quickly got up, grabbed the Immortal Sword, and then shook off the dust from it.

Meanwhile, all the onlookers came and looked at the leader and the swordsman.

Geomseong spoke in a very simple tone to the leader, his disciples, and the observers from the Murim Alliance.

“We lost. Let’s go in.”

Only then did the disciples run over, pick up the sword rolling on the floor, and come over to help Geomseong up.

Then, as if telling his disciples not to do anything bad, Geomseong sent them away.

The blacksmith approached the leader in a filthy state, not even brushing off the dust, and spoke.

“I almost died.”

Danwoo-seong smiled.

“No way.”

Geomseong clicked his tongue.

“If I were your enemy, I would be dead.”

“That is an undeniable fact.”

“Hahahaha······.”

Geomseong burst into laughter and patted Danwooseong's back.

"How did you become so strong? I was planning to just finish the training and return to the volcano, but I guess I'll have to stay in the mansion with my disciples for a few days. Is that okay?"

"Please do. A few days, a month or two, that's fine. While you're here, I'd appreciate it if you could mentor the numerous swordsmen of the Murim Alliance."

“How can a volcano lead the martial arts alliance?”

Danwoo-seong looked at Geomseong and replied.

"Ultimately, they're all juniors of the Kangho clan. I'm watching over them to make sure they don't do anything bad."

Geomseong said with a cheerful smile.

“Let’s go in first. Ah, Lord Baekgeommun.”

Geomseong looked back at Baek Igyeol.

“It’s because I’m bad that the wall is like that······.”

Baek Yi-gyeol said, pointing at Dan Woo-seong.

"Senior Black Star, I'll seek compensation for that damage from that rough son-in-law. Don't worry about it. I'll have to make sure it's completely restored."

As Baek Yi-gyeol snickered, Geomseong took the first prize as if apologizing. Geomseong spoke to the disciples of Hwasan, who were sullen from their defeat.

“Why are you guys acting like you’re about to die?”

When the disciples of Hwasan, including the next leader, were unable to respond with sullen expressions, Geomseong instead tried to calm them down.

"······What I wanted to show you was the reality of Hwasan. If I've shown myself as a weakling, then you can challenge the leader later. I did my best. It would have been unfair to lose to Sima Wei, known as the Heavenly Horse or the Demon God, but losing to the leader of the martial arts world isn't a shame for Hwasan, but a blessing for the martial arts world. Let's go."

"yes."

Only then did Danwoo-seong bow his head slightly as if he was apologizing to his father-in-law, and then he headed to the Murim Alliance with Geomseong.

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Only then did Baekyak, who was holding Shinwoo in his arms, come out late and ask his father with a curious expression.

“What happened?”

Baek Yi-gyeol pointed to the wall with his chin, his arms crossed.

“What happened? Your husband broke down our house’s wall.”

Baekyak looked at his father with a bashful smile.

“You will restore it again, right?”

"good?"

“Good.”

Suddenly, Baek Yi-gyeol looked at Shin-woo, who had never made a fuss before, as if he found it strange, and reached out his hand.

“Please give me Shinwoo.”

“Yes, let’s go to Grandpa.”

Baek Yi-gyeol looked into the baby's clear eyes while holding Shin-woo in his arms.

“Your son is really fearless.”

“I guess so, because he is my father’s grandson.”

Baek Yi-gyeol shook his head.

"I wasn't this fearless. Raise him up strictly. I'll have to be strict with him too."

“Why? All of a sudden… It’s not like Shinwoo did anything wrong.”

Baek Yi-gyeol held his grandson's hand and shook it gently as he spoke.

"Your father is an absolute master who mastered the extreme yang internal energy, and you mastered the extreme yin internal energy, and then you two met, didn't you? When Shinwoo turns five, we should examine his constitution. There's a high possibility that he'll be of yin-yang constitution. Furthermore, if you learn the thunder technique from your father and the Baekhwashin technique from yourself, do you know what will happen?"

Baekyak looked at his father with his eyes wide open.

Baek Yi-gyeol said while looking at Shin-woo.

“In terms of qualifications, he is a perfect Heavenly Demon. This child······.”

Baek Yi-gyeol said with a stern expression as he handed Shin-woo back to Baek Yak.

"You understand what I mean? Raise him strictly. If, around the age of seven or eight, I deem Shinwoo's temperament too aggressive, I, as the head of the Seolsan Baekga clan, will forbid him from passing on the Baekhwa Shingong. He's the sole heir, but there's nothing I can do. Keep that in mind and watch over Shinwoo."

He spoke as if Baekyak understood.

"I understand. Father, I understand your concerns. With such a strict personality, how could Shinwoo cause trouble?"

Baek Yi-gyeol looked at the collapsed wall again and said.

"It seems unlikely that a rival to my son-in-law will appear in the martial world for the time being. Moreover, unlike before, he is respected by everyone, so stepping down from the leadership position won't be easy."

Baek Yi-gyeol said while patting his daughter's shoulder.

"You must fulfill your role as a wife well. The leader of the clan is the leader of the martial arts world, and you are the leader of our family. The leader is still young. Always remember that the leader's greatest rival could be my grandson, your son. There's nothing more disgusting than a family feud."

Baekyak nodded.

It suddenly dawned on her that she was the wife of the leader of the martial arts world.

Now, more important than becoming the best in the world was the education of the son of the martial arts leader.