Chapter Index

    The Secret Arena.

    It was a different world down there.

    Ordinary people could never have imagined such a vast space underground.

    “This way.”

    The man in the rat mask guided the group of men in golden dragon masks.

    The group of men in golden dragon masks were none other than Bang So-woon’s companions.

    Bang So-woon, the dragon; Jang Il, the bear; and Eun Hwa-young, the fox.

    Based on Eun Hwa-young’s information, Bang So-woon had devised a meticulous plan to establish contact with the Black Shadow Sect.

    Sending Jang Il as a fighter was part of the plan.

    In the past, this would have been unimaginable.

    But with the extraordinary effects of the Okbaekdan elixir, Jang Il, who had reached the peak of his martial arts, had enough strength to compete in the arena.

    Jang Il himself seemed eager to know the extent of his current strength and how far it could take him.

    That’s why he surprisingly agreed to this method.

    He seemed to have no doubt that he would excel in the arena with his peak martial arts skills.

    It was a good attitude.

    Confidence without arrogance was always a good thing.

    Anyway, that was Bang So-woon’s plan.

    So, was bringing Eun Hwa-young as a pet fox also part of the plan?

    Not likely.

    It was just for fun.

    Pure fun.

    Stripping down to nothing but a famous bottle of liquor and parading around with a pet fox in front of everyone?

    There wouldn’t be many situations as thrilling and stimulating as that.

    If his identity were to be revealed, Eun Hwa-young’s life would literally be over.

    Dominating and controlling a beautiful woman on the brink of life and death with just a leash.

    The thrill of that situation was what made everything feel so intense.

    “Here we are, sir. Please come in.”

    “Got it.”

    It was a shining golden door.

    It seemed to be a VIP room.

    As they were about to open the door and enter, the man in the rat mask quickly said, “Oh, sorry, one thing. I heard that someone volunteered as a fighter.”

    “That’s me.”

    Jang Il said arrogantly, puffing out his chest.

    Seeing the strength already in his shoulders from the elixir, Bang So-woon couldn’t help but chuckle.

    It seemed that not only did the place make people, but the martial arts also made people.

    “Oh, I see. I’m sorry, but please follow me, sir.”

    “Of course.”

    And so, Jang Il followed the man in the rat mask and disappeared.

    ‘Now, let’s see how amazing the elixir power of the Absolute Divine really is.’

    Bang So-woon lightly tapped Eun Hwa-young’s buttocks with a smirk.

    Smack!

    “Let’s go.”

    “Ah, awoo!”

    Eun Hwa-young yelped in pleasure as her owner’s touch felt good, and drops of liquid trickled down to the floor.

    “Anyway, you’re a horny fox.”

    “Awoo! Awoo!”

    “No matter how much I want to, I can’t do it here, so calm down.”

    “Awoo…”

    Eun Hwa-young’s whimper of disappointment.

    Finding her cute, Bang So-woon gently stroked Eun Hwa-young’s buttocks.

    “Haha, once we’re out, I can do it as much as I want, so let’s go inside.”

    Taking Eun Hwa-young, Bang So-woon entered the VIP room.

    ***

    Gulp.

    As they entered the waiting room, Jang Il was nervous.

    Although everyone’s faces were covered, the people there were not ordinary.

    The scars were so numerous.

    …Aren’t those all ruthless martial artists?

    Jang Il even thought that.

    ‘Damn, Doyeon said that I could really die if I mess up…’

    But it was he who had willingly agreed when asked by the doctor.

    He couldn’t back out now.

    Jang Il clenched his fists.

    ‘I can’t even catch the Black Butterfly and go back without catching it, I won’t have any face to show Doyeon.’

    The Black Butterfly.

    Of course, he was talking about the Black Shadow Sect.

    Always clad in a black hanbok, she was nicknamed Heukmongjeobi for her graceful and dream-like movements that effortlessly finished off her opponents.

    Just hearing the origin of that nickname made it clear that she was an incredibly strong high school student.

    In fact, she was rumored to be a top-tier expert.

    “Maybe I’ll be at a disadvantage in a head-on confrontation.”

    She wasn’t sure if she had the upper hand in terms of skill.

    But the practical experience, the quality of martial arts, and the level of proficiency would all be different.

    No matter how much stronger she had become compared to before, she had to acknowledge that.

    However.

    “Anyway, since I’m a woman.”

    Jang Il was also certain.

    If she had the opportunity to fight Heukmongjeobi, she could definitely capture her and return victorious.

    To do that, she needed to keep fighting and winning until she reached the finals.

    “Let’s just do it.”

    It was when Jang Il reaffirmed her determination and recharged her confidence.

    “Bear, get ready for the entrance.”

    The masked man who seemed to be in charge of the proceedings suddenly appeared and spoke.

    Jang Il stood up abruptly.

    There was not just one waiting room.

    The opponent was probably in another waiting room.

    “Preparations were done long ago.”

    Jang Il said in a confident tone.

    She had always wanted to try it.

    Like a master.

    “Alright, let’s go in.”

    Jang Il walked confidently into the arena.

    ***

    “Aren’t you betting any money?”

    The man in a cow mask sitting next to the VIP seat spoke to Bang So-woon.

    There weren’t many people in the VIP seats.

    It seemed like a place where only selected special guests could enter.

    When Bang So-woon first entered the VIP area with Eun Hwa-young, there was a commotion.

    But now, he was treating Eun Hwa-young casually as if he had gotten used to it.

    “I’ve already placed my bet.”

    “Oh? You did? Did you bet while you were out looking for Sophie?”

    The man in the cow mask asked with a curious look.

    “So, who did you bet on?”

    “Bear.”

    “Bear? The new fighter who’s competing today?”

    “Yes.”

    “Haha, surprising. New faces always come with risks.”

    “You have to take risks to make money.”

    “You could also end up losing face.”

    The man in the cow mask chuckled.

    “Anyway, let’s see. Let’s see whose choice was right. Isn’t that fun?”

    “Haha, agreed.”

    Bang So-woon said with a meaningful smile.

    “I’ll bet on Bear till the end, so there’s nothing more to ask. Let’s see.”

    The man in the cow mask looked incredulous.

    “Well… let’s see.”

    ***

    First round of Gabjo.

    The match was between Bear and Wild Boar.

    Both were strong men boasting their muscles.

    With the two of them standing in the arena, the space felt crowded.

    “I’ll win, for sure,” Jang Il whispered to herself.

    The sound of a neck snapping.

    Wild Boar broke Bear’s neck.

    His muscular torso, writhing with strength, was covered in scars.

    Whether those scars were from the arena or from outside, it was hard to tell.

    But either way, it was clear that he had immense practical experience.

    “You’re smaller than me.”

    Jang Il also taunted with a hint of provocation.

    In reality, Jang Il’s body was bigger than the male Wild Boar.

    For the men, openly mentioning that ‘smallness’ was enough to touch their pride.

    “You arrogant bastard!”

    “What do you mean by ‘small and cute’? You look like a bitch with a pussy instead of a face.”

    “You… you son of a bitch, you bastard?”

    The tension rose in the arena.

    It seemed like winning an argument was a long-standing victory.

    When someone is so angry that they can’t control their voice, their voice trembles, just like the wild boar in front of me.

    “Hahaha, are you really excited to see this?”

    “Son of a b***h! Get lost!”

    Without the judge even announcing the start, the wild boar charged forward.

    But it didn’t matter.

    This wasn’t the unarmed martial arts of the martial world, but an underground fighting arena.

    A dirty place where any cowardly means were allowed.

    “Begin!”

    The judge quickly shouted the start and stepped back to the corner.

    Thump thump thump!

    The ground shook as the wild boar charged like a madman.

    The wild boar’s weapon was a club.

    Made of iron, it was a powerful weapon that could crush bones or bury someone without any problem.

    Against that, the opponent’s weapon was…

    Bare hands.

    “A man fights with his bare hands.”

    For women, it’s a club, for men, it’s bare hands.

    That was enough.

    It was a firm belief that he had held since he had no skills.

    “You b***ard! Get lost!”

    Whoosh!

    The wild boar’s fist came flying with tremendous force, tearing through the air.

    It seemed like a strike filled with tremendous power.

    However, the opponent didn’t retreat or dodge.

    It seemed like he was ready to take it head-on.

    “A man doesn’t retreat! Take this!”

    Remembering his past where he would run away from masters, the opponent confidently extended his hand, saying bold words.

    Thud!

    “Huh…?!”

    The wild boar’s vicious strike was easily caught by the opponent’s hand.

    More precisely, his wrist.

    “Ow!”

    He tried to pull it out with force, but his hand didn’t budge, as if pinned to a rock.

    “Let go now! You b***ard!”

    The wild boar tried to strike again with his other hand, but…

    Thud!

    Once again, his wrist was easily caught.

    “Ugh!”

    He even tried to use all his remaining strength, but his hands didn’t move an inch.

    A smirk appeared on the opponent’s face.

    “I’m strong!”

    A strong sense of confidence surged within him.

    “Let’s see where you’re hiding, you b***ard!”

    Shouting like thunder, the opponent delivered a powerful kick to the wild boar’s groin.

    Bam!

    A tremendous sound.

    “Owwwwww!”

    Not a cry of victory, but a scream.

    Something had definitely burst, the opponent could feel it.

    “Sorry, it’s not hiding, it’s your b***s.”

    Releasing his hand, the opponent sneered.

    “G-gurgle….”

    The wild boar’s eyes rolled back, foam coming out of its mouth.

    Blood flowed profusely from its groin.

    Both testicles had burst.

    Thud.

    The wild boar collapsed, unconscious and sprawled out in a grotesque manner.

    It was a perfect victory for the opponent.

    Just one kick.

    In the martial world, a despicable attack like a groin kick was never allowed and would lead to severe punishment, but here, it was different.

    Any attack was allowed.

    Whether it was a groin kick or an anal stab, it didn’t matter.

    The opponent had simply made good use of it.

    “The winner! Bear!”

    It was the opponent’s historic first victory in the arena.

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