Episode 197: I will become the Heavenly Demon.
The moment he confirmed the results of the match, the head of the Black Island, Chu Chuao, immediately mobilized his subordinates.
Since there was double and triple surveillance, he could not have escaped, but the young Gwonma, who was waiting at his house, was prepared to die. Otherwise, you wouldnât be able to say something like that as soon as you see yourself.
âDid you make a lot of money?â
Chuo Chuo was extremely angry.
âYou will not die well.â
He suffered too much damage this time. It wasnât just his money that he lost. Because he brought in money from other organizations, his life could have been in danger if he were not careful.
This pale young fighter further upset himself.
âI told this incident to the owner of the fighting arena here. âDo you know who is behind the fighting arena?â
Chu Gaoâs expression hardened. Because they were afraid of their successor, the Sado League, they secretly engaged in match-fixing only when it was truly decisive.
Iâve been doing well so far, but this time something went wrong. This was my first time being this crazy. I knew he had a temper, but I never dreamed that he would do something like this after scaring me by leaving such a big scar on his chest.
âThe little guy doesnât know that life is precious.â
âYour life is as precious as yours!â
Going through this incident, Gwonma made a decision. No matter what life I live from now on, I will never have friends or family.
How good is this? Even with his dirty threats, he can act according to his nature like this.
Of course itâs unfortunate. I cannot carry out this resolution because I will die here today.
Chu Gao gave orders to his subordinates.
âThat bastard, kneel in front of me.â
Chu Chuo has no intention of killing this damn bastard gracefully.
Dozens of Black Island men who received orders simultaneously took out their weapons. Even though it was a winning horse in the fighting arena, there were too many of them for someone without strength to deal with.
Nevertheless, Gwonma was not at all discouraged.
âI will fight with the mindset that I will save one person every time I kill one of you.â
Gwonma took out gloves from his arms and put them on. There was something sharp like an awl stuck in the front of the glove.
âIt is poisoned. âIf you just pass by, you will have to lie down and eat porridge for the rest of your life.â
It was a lie. If we do this, we will probably be able to make them shrink from their actions.
Among the gathered dark sword men, those who had previously fought Gwonma were startled. The last time they fought, they were injured, fainted, and in chaos, but now their fists are covered in poison?
âYou coward!â
Gwonma shouted at Chu Gaoâs words.
âwhy? You guys even carry swords and say, I canât wear something like this? You black trash bastards! Everyone, come at us!â
Chuao shouted.
âKill! âIâll give 300 nyang to the one who kills first!â
When something that took priority over anything else was caught, the black sword men rushed in, swinging their swords.
The horse ran away toward the back yard. The leading black men who were excitedly chasing after suddenly fell down.
âUgh!â
A trap was dug in the yard and a spear blade was stuck in the ground.
Gwonma was prepared to fight properly today. I didnât think I would fight only with my fists. Gwonmaâs goal was to survive, and if he dies, he intends to take at least one more person with him.
A few people fell into the trap and died, but the Black Island men were also skilled in fighting. If the opponent was a military officer, he was a young man with no inner strength.
They clung tenaciously and swung their swords. Just by inserting the sword into the body, a large sum of 300 nyang becomes yours. Those who were crazy about money rushed in like crazy people.
The horseâs movement was really fast. He dodged the flying sword and threw a punch.
Those who were stabbed by the awl fist screamed.
There were swear words everywhere and the black men were running wild with excitement. They rushed towards him screaming while bleeding.
The horse rolled on the floor to avoid the blades flying from all directions.
The horse that was jumping up and running towards the wall turned around and threw a dagger. A dagger struck the body of the man following him. I threw stones on the floor and even picked up their swords and swung them.
Chuao shouted.
âYou are the one who betrayed the honor of a fighter!â
It was intentionally stimulated to prevent other weapons from being used, but it didnât work at all.
âI abandoned it because of you. So you kill your servant!â
Gwonma fought really well. Hit, hit, roll on the floor, jump up and kick. It literally ran wild like a wounded beast.
But there were too many black people. No matter how gifted he was with the horseâs movements, it was too much of a mistake.
Blood spattered from the horseâs arms and sides. I didnât even have time to check where and how much I was injured. I swung my fists like crazy, dodging swords flying from all directions.
Bah!
At that very moment, a kick sent the horse flying, destroying the luggage piled up in the yard and collapsing.
It was a blow from Chu Gao, who was looking for an opportunity.
âTake off those damn gloves!â
They rushed in from all directions and ripped off the horseâs gloves. In the process, the horse bit off one of the guysâ necks. The blood it spurted out splattered everywhere.
puck! puck! puck!
Gwonmaâs face was covered in blood from the flying fist.
Chu Gao looked down at Guan Ma.
âThis is my first time seeing a poisonous tumor like this.â
It was a time when Chu Gao clicked his tongue while looking at his subordinates.
Gwonma sprayed him with something from a bottle.
Chu Gao waved his hand to block it.
Cheeeeeeeek.
The flying liquid burned his sleeve. What flew at him was Hwagolsan (ĺéŞ¨é ¸).
puck! puck! puck!
Chu Gao rolled his eyes and started trampling on the horse. If I had been harsh, I would have had Hwagolsan Mountain covered in my face.
I crouched down and tried to avoid the critical point, but I had a feeling that this was the end of the horse.
âThis is the end of this life.â
When I thought I was going to die, I felt scared. I also felt unfair and resentful of being killed by a guy like that.
When the beating stopped for a moment, the horse opened its eyes.
Chu Gao was taking out his dagger.
âI wonât kill you kindly.â
Gwonma raised his blank eyes and looked up at the night sky for the last time. I felt like I should die after seeing the stars or the moon.
âuh?â
Beyond Chuaoâs shoulder, a man was sitting on a tree branch behind him, looking down at him. Thinking it was for nothing, Gwonma closed his eyes and opened them again.
However, the man sitting with his back to the bright full moon was still looking down at himself. He seemed to be a few years older than me.
Gwonma made eye contact with him. Iâve never felt scared when I saw a person before, but the moment I saw this manâs cold eyes, I felt scared.
âAre you the reaper who will take me away?â
Because I even had that thought.
But it wasnât the Shinigami. Someone among the Black Island bastards found him.
âuh? âThereâs someone over there!â
When everyoneâs attention was focused, the man quickly jumped from the tree branch.
I jumped from a pretty high place, but I couldnât hear any footsteps. Both the black swordsmen and the martial arts demons were surprised by that amazing divine law.
The man slowly walked over and looked at the horse. He didnât even pay attention to the black men.
He asked Gwonma.
âCan you fight?â
Gwonma nodded and stood up. My whole body felt like it was going to break, but I gritted my teeth.
âWe can fight.â
Then the man looked at Chuao.
âCan I use it if I act like a coward against a martial artist?â
Judging by the fact that he was a fighter, he wasnât just someone passing by. The man seemed to already know why the situation was unfolding.
âWhere are you from?â
Chuo Chuo was very nervous inside. I was worried that a master of the Apostolic Alliance might have appeared through this manipulation.
Then the young man said something unexpected.
âLetâs fight fair and square.â
Hwii profit.
The wind of the man who flew in before he had time to dodge overwhelmed Chu Gaoâs internal strength. The technique of subduing an opponentâs strength with a single point of a finger was something you only heard about at drinking parties.
Surprised, Chuao reflexively shouted.
âKill! âKill this guy too!â
But no one dared to attack the man. Even if it wasnât the skills he had already shown, this man had a certain dignity that he couldnât dare to mess with.
The man looked at the black swordsmen and motioned for them to stand in a circle. The black men stood in a circle as if possessed by a ghost. In this way, a small fighting arena was created.
Kwon Ma stood up and clenched his fists. Even though he didnât know who the man who helped him was, he only thought that if he missed this opportunity, he would die.
Chu Gao also realized that he had to kill Guan Ma to survive. Fortunately, Nae Gong was suppressed, but neither the dagger nor the sword was taken away.
âThen you have a chance of winning!â
There was no chance of winning. Chuo Chuo tried to swing his dagger, but missed it and pulled out his sword and swung it, but in the end even the sword was taken away.
In the end, a fist-to-fist fight began, and I couldnât handle an opponent I couldnât defeat even with a sword with my bare fists.
puck! Pow! Wow! Sigh!
Gwonmaâs angry fists were lodged all over his body.
âwhy! Why do you harass people who are living a quiet, well-off life? why!â
Chuaoâs jaw and ribs were broken.
In the end, Chuo Chuo couldnât hold on any longer and collapsed, gasping for breath. Gwonma unbuttoned his jacket and showed his wounds.
âI told you to look at this scar every time you have a stupid thought, right? âYou should watch it to your heartâs content.â
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Chu Gaoâs breath was cut off by the rain of fists.
Gwonma stood up out of breath and looked at the man.
At that time, a sword appeared in front of the man.
Chrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
The sword split in front of the young man, sword-shaped sword energy was created, and they all rose into the sky at once. It was at that moment when the black people were looking up at it with curious expressions.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sword energy floating in the air poured down like rain towards the black swordsmen.
The black blades pierced through their heads, faces, and chests, and the black swordsmen fell down all at once.
The man did not leave a single black man alive.
Geommugeuk, who was listening to Gwonmaâs story, shouted.
âBicheon Sword Technique Yu Cheon-sik! âYou are my father!â
âthatâs right. âHe was a religious leader.â
Geommugeuk was surprised. What he didnât know was that it was his father who discovered Gwonma.
âHe was the leader of a religious cult when he was your age. âHe was the leader of the cult even before he was designated as the successor.â
For some reason, Geommugeuk was thrilled by the fact that his father had saved the horse.
âThe cult leader said this to me as I stood there where there were corpses everywhere. âWhy donât you make that babyâs fist into a real manâs fist?â
âah!â
I was finally able to find out where the term âbaby handâ that Gwonma had been talking about about sword dance came from.
âSo what did you say?â
âI said no. Do you know who he is and follow him? What if I live? What if he is a rare villain? âI thank you for saving my life, but I said no.â
In that situation, I thought that even Gwonma, who said no, was amazing. When I was young, I felt like the horse was pulsating and alive. This kind of fluttering is hidden in this personâs heart. Who would know that Gwon Ma, who looks stuffy and stubborn and looks down on his subordinatesâ training in silence every day, had a youth like this?
âSo what did your father say?â
âHe turned away without saying anything with a look in his eyes. As I was looking at the back of the cult leader, it suddenly occurred to me that this was not right. If I donât follow along, I wonât be able to escape this fighting arena for the rest of my life. âI was lucky this time, but one day, I will die having to deal with something like this again.â
Gwonma recalled that moment. His fate changed with that split-second decision.
âMaybe if the leader had persuaded me to go with him, I might have insisted on not going until the end. Back then, it was a time when stubbornness and stubbornness were thought to be cool. But as I watched the leaderâs back moving away, my body moved instinctively. I ran after the leader. Iâm sorry. I said I changed my mind. At that time, the leader looked at me and smiled. You know that too, right? That sect leaderâs characteristicâŚ.â
âThat sneer that seems to look down on people?â
âThatâs right, that laugh.â
âMy father is probably the person with the best smile in the world.â
âHonestly, the leader that day was cool. âHe had a different style from you.â
âAm I cool too?â
The horse pretended not to hear what I said and continued talking.
âThe religious leader brought me to the main church and put me in the Donggwon Gate without saying a word. And I havenât come to see you ever since.â
âHeâs like a father.â
âI went from the White to the Black by myself. âI really put in a lot of effort back then.â
An innate sense of martial arts, talent, and hard work. Probably, the fighting horse at that time would have attracted everyoneâs attention.
âThe day it became a black power, the leader of the cult came to visit me. It was as if he had been keeping an eye on me and he came at the right time. And do you know what he said to me?â
âWhat did you say?â
When he remembered that day, Kwon Maâs voice trembled slightly.
âI will become the Heavenly Demon, so you will be my champion.â
The reason the two had a special relationship was not just because they were crazy about martial arts. It was because there was such a hidden past.
Geommugeuk said, imitating his father.
âI will become the Heavenly Demon tooâŚ.â
âItâs late. âIâm already recommending it.â
âah! youâre right. This is probably something that should only be said to Cheon Sohee. Please wait a moment. âLetâs find something that suits us.â
Gwonma stared at the sword dance.
The appearance of the Heavenly Demon Geom Woo-jin in his youth was superimposed on the appearance of the sword dance.
Two similar yet different people. If Geommugeuk is light, Geomwoojin is darkness. If one person is light and seems like he will fly, the other person is so heavy that he seems like he will sink forever.
But Gwonma feels it again. That this light and darkness are not that different. That they are dark yet bright, bright yet dark.
âThe cult leader took me from here, but you brought me here.â
It was here that Kwon Ma met two young candidates for religious leadership who were related by blood. He felt that this was some kind of great destiny.
At that time, Geommugeuk calmly looked at Gwonma and spoke calmly.
âI will be your disciple, so please become my master!â