episode_0107

2nd round, 3rd round, 4th round.

As the fights continued and escalated, Jang-il realized that he had indeed become stronger.

Opponents rushing at him with all they had.

It was clear that they had ample real-life experience, and in the past, they would have been formidable opponents.

However.

It was evident.

Their attacks.

Were light.

His body.

Was fast.

His hands and feet.

So he could respond adequately.

No, even more than that.

He could handle them like catching mice.

Crack!

“Argh!”

Jang-il’s powerful fist smashed into the mad dog’s jaw.

Broken teeth flew out with blood.

The impact was so strong that the mad dog’s body floated and spun around.

Thud!

The fierce mad dog lay limp on the ground.

“Ugh….”

Groaning, the mad dog tried to get up.

But.

Crunch!

“Ugh, Ugh?!”

Jang-il had already pinned down the mad dog’s body perfectly.

“Eat, you bastard.”

Thump thump thump thump thump!

Jang-il mercilessly rotated his fists, hitting the jaw alternately.

Soon, the mad dog was a pitiful mess.

All his teeth were broken, and his face was so swollen that even his parents wouldn’t recognize him.

“Ugh… Ughhh….”

Moans of pain escaped his mouth.

It was clear who had won.

Naturally, the match had to end.

But the referee remained silent.

Because they knew.

This attack was not the end.

Not only the referee but everyone knew.

From Jang-il to the mad dog and all the spectators watching.

The audience eagerly awaited the final blow to end the match.

In response, Jang-il turned his body from the face to the legs and raised his fist.

“Ugh… Ugh… Nooo!”

With a sudden burst of strength, the mad dog desperately resisted, writhing in agony.

But it was too late.

Jang-il’s fist came down powerfully like smashing a rock.

Boom!

“Screaaaam!”

An almost deafening scream of agony.

Leaving only that scream, the mad dog rolled his eyes back and fainted.

“Hmph, if you’re trying to kill others, you should be prepared to be killed yourself.”

With a satisfied expression, Jang-il stood up.

Cheers erupted as if they had been waiting for this moment.

“Hahaha! We’ve been waiting for this, the mad dog getting his comeuppance!”

“Heh heh, even the craziest dog got his butt kicked on the spot.”

“What… what did you say? Hahaha!”

The cheers for Jang-il were much louder than in the 1st round.

It was natural.

As the fights continued, Jang-il’s popularity kept rising.

Although he was just a rookie who debuted today, the name of the bear was already firmly imprinted on the minds of the audience.

And the reason was not just the shocking and bizarre finish.

It was also because of his fighting style, using only his bare fists to deliver exciting and refreshing fights that captivated the audience.

In many ways, he had the qualities of a popular hero.

“Bear, exit.”

Jang-il confidently left the arena once again.

***

-Wow!

Cheers could be heard from outside.

Black Mong knew that it was cheers for the bear.

‘He won again.’

He thought of himself as a human who would be thrown away without even knowing.

Therefore, he considered his name not worth remembering.

But before he knew it, he had passed the 4th round.

‘I might be somewhat useful after all.’

But only to that extent.

He didn’t care any more than that.

The arena was a place used to perfect martial arts from the start.

The opponents were just tools for that.

Was there a human who cared about tools like that?

“Only four left now.”

Her Salyeoksin Gong (Killing Transcendent Skill) was a bizarre martial art.

As the name suggests, one could only advance to higher levels by killing people.

But there were many restrictions on killing outside.

One couldn’t kill innocent civilians to perfect martial arts.

In the end, one had to target martial artists, but the problem was being an individual without a faction.

If one accidentally killed a martial artist from a sect and became enemies, it would be a disaster.

That’s why the arena was the perfect choice.

Here, killing martial artists would not be a problem at all.

In fact, the audience even enjoyed it.

That’s why.

So, combining the killings outside and in the arena, it totaled ninety-six.

Only four more to go, and it would be a hundred.

That was the number for completing the martial art.

Coincidentally, it was the same as the remaining number of matches.

Due to a change of heart, one person was spared in the middle, with only their legs and genitals cut off.

Anyway, the fact remained that it would end today.

And once the martial art was completed, the path to the peak would be open.

Heukmongjeop was convinced of that.

“Heukmongjeop, get ready to enter.”

Heukmongjeop stood up.

***

“Huh, so those two will finally face off.”

The man in the mask muttered with a completely off expression.

Then he turned his head towards Bang So-un.

“Hyungjang is truly remarkable. The bear coming this far was already expected.”

“Haha, it’s just a feeling. A feeling close to certainty.”

Bang So-un smiled leisurely.

“That good feeling has made you rich enough to enter the VIP section.”

“It’s not something to boast about.”

“Hehehe, you’re even humble.”

The man in the mask chuckled as he spoke.

“But how do you see the finals? No matter how strong the bear is, Heukmongjeop seems to be in a tough spot.”

“I’ve already said I’m with the bear until the end.”

“Oh, I see. Will you stick to your original thoughts until the end? Then this time, it seems like we’ll have a good match.”

He said that, but the man in the mask seemed confident in Heukmongjeop’s victory.

It was natural.

He was the best fighter in the arena, having won several times in the top matches.

“Well, alright. Shall we make a separate bet?”

Bang So-un said with a smirk.

It was his intention to enjoy the thrill of breaking the strong Black Butterfly and winning a large sum of money.

“Hehehe, that’s an interesting proposal. So how much?”

“Three hundred gold coins.”

A huge sum.

But for someone in the VIP section, it was an affordable amount.

Bang So-un deliberately called out that exact amount of money.

“You’re quite bold. Alright then. I accept three hundred gold coins.”

The man in the mask immediately took out three hundred gold coins.

Bang So-un did the same.

“Let’s enjoy the match in an interesting way.”

“Of course.”

Both men smiled with smiles that reflected their thoughts.

***

The finals.

The cheers were hotter than ever.

Because they were confident in an exciting match.

Of course, most people thought Heukmongjeop would be the winner, but…

‘With this, only one person left.’

Heukmongjeop thought absentmindedly as he stared at Jang-il.

The bear’s appearance was unexpected, but it didn’t matter.

Regardless of who came up, they were just the last tool to help complete the martial art.

“Your gaze is arrogant, woman.”

Jang-il clicked his tongue.

“I’ll make sure to wipe that arrogant look off your face. Don’t even dare to look at me.”

“…”

Heukmongjeop didn’t respond.

There was no point in responding to a person who was going to die anyway.

‘How trivial.’

All the male fighters were like that.

Before the start, they talk big and boastful, but when faced head-on, their insides are hollow.

Just before death, 90% of them beg for their lives.

The 10% who accept death are considered the better ones.

Which side is that human on?

No, there was no need to even think about it.

“Begin!”

As the judge shouted the start, Jangil rushed towards Hukmongjeop menacingly.

Thud!

The sound of the ground being pounded was overwhelming.

“Hyaaah!”

Jangil swung his fist with all his might.

And that fist was aimed at.

Surprisingly, directly at the chest where Hukmongjeop’s black mole was.

“Not only trivial, but also audacious.”

Hukmongjeop’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Indeed, having come this far with a shameless finish like breaking a testicle repeatedly, but that was an emotional matter.

There was nothing to say.

She knew well that there were practically no rules in this arena fight.

It didn’t matter where she attacked.

It wouldn’t make a difference anyway.

“Hmph.”

Thump.

Hukmongjeop lightly climbed onto Jangil’s fist with a new technique.

It was a skill that was nothing short of being ravaged.

“You wench!”

Jangil forcefully pushed Hukmongjeop away.

But.

Slish.

Hukmongjeop’s black hand was already falling towards Jangil’s neck.

“Ha!”

Pick!

A small amount of blood splattered.

It was just a small amount.

Jangil quickly moved his body to avoid the vital spot.

“Hmph, so there is a trick to this.”

His movements were quite agile for his size.

But that was it.

It was clear to see.

“How dare you make this old one’s blood spill?”

An excited Jangil.

But inside, he was flustered.

His confidence had soared to the sky with repeated victories, but now he faced a formidable opponent for the first time.

“Tsk, as expected, strong.”

Should I try using my hypnotic ability now?

No, not yet.

Jangil stopped.

Because he felt the man’s aura.

The man’s aura.

It was the aura of testing the limits of martial arts, the desire to somehow defeat Hukmongjeop with strength.

“Come at me, you wench!”

Spewing vulgar words, Jangil resumed his attack.

***

“Hahaha, the bear’s tenacity is truly remarkable.”

“Indeed. Relentlessly attacking the same spot.”

The chest and the ribs.

The bear persistently targeted and attacked only those areas.

His persistence was madness in itself.

But.

“He hasn’t landed a single hit, he’s starting to look weak.”

“What can he do? His opponent is Hukmongjeop.”

“Indeed, her elegant and nimble techniques are truly unmatched in the martial world.”

“There’s no hope, there’s no way. Just look at him floundering with useless attacks.”

“Even the bear has reached his limit.”

“Well, it was an entertaining fight nonetheless.”

“At least it was worth the money.”

The spectators were already accepting Hukmongjeop’s victory as a foregone conclusion.

It was a situation that warranted such a conclusion.

He hadn’t landed a single hit, and although not seriously injured, he was bleeding from various wounds.

“Haha, the bear seems to have made some progress.”

The man behind the cow mask couldn’t hide his smile of satisfaction.

He was already convinced of his victory.

“Indeed, it seems like progress. Not the bear, but Hukmongjeop.”

Banso-un, who still hadn’t lost his composure, was surprised.

‘He’s still saying such things in this situation? Could he be out of his mind after losing the bet?’

That’s when a change occurred.

***

“Panting….”

Jangil breathed heavily, looking visibly exhausted.

It must have been due to the many injuries he had sustained.

“It seems like struggling is coming to an end.”

Hukmongjeop said coldly.

The perseverance he had shown up until now was somewhat commendable.

But it was meaningless.

The outcome of death wouldn’t change.

“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.”

The Black Moon Sect leader spat out the cruel words that turned the Red Blood Vampire into a wretch.

There was no intention to kill gently.

The hands and feet that were relentlessly attacking the chest and abdomen would be cut off first.

Then, the chest would be opened and the abdomen would be pierced.

“Heh, yes… the eyes are what’s important.”

The bear muttered strange nonsense.

The Black Moon Sect ignored it.

Swish!

A faster and sharper attack than ever before cut through Jang Il’s arm.

At that moment.

“I said the eyes.”

Jang Il’s greatly widened eyes flashed with a sinister and eerie light.

In an instant.

The Black Moon Sect’s vision shook dizzyingly.

Severe dizziness shook his entire head.

‘This… this is… un…believable…’

Nevertheless, the Black Moon Sect’s mental strength was remarkable.

He tried to continue the attack until the end without losing consciousness.

The sword falling towards Jang Il.

However.

“Stay back. Maintain your balance.”

Koong.

Consciousness plummeted to the ground completely.

‘………………………………………………………………’

The sword rapidly lost its strength in the final moment.

Thud.

Jang Il casually caught the sword with his hand.

***

“He… he caught the sword with his hand?!”

“Huh, that’s… unbelievable…”

“Did the bear hide a secret technique?”

Astonished spectators.

It couldn’t be helped.

Jang Il blocking the clearly unavoidable fast and powerful attack.

No, not just blocking, but catching the masterful sword with his hand.

The two facing each other, one holding the sword and the other holding onto it.

But something was a bit strange.

The two conversing.

The bear kept saying something, and the Black Moon Sect responded with pursed lips.

The words were too quiet to be heard.

But the spectators thought.

That the bear’s successful sword catch was a provocation and the Black Moon Sect’s response.

That was the only situation they could think of.

“You can’t easily let go of it?”

“Is that what immense power means? Looks like it’s worth the price.”

The spectators held their breath and watched the confrontation.

“What are you doing, Black Moon Sect. Attack with your other hand.”

The special seat masked man said in frustration.

The bettor who had assured victory.

The introduction of a variable to the bet was not a good feeling.

“You’ve gotten kinder.”

Bang So Un muttered with a sly smile, making a strange sound.

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, it’s just something I said. It seems like it will be a more enjoyable fight from now on.”

Bang So Un’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

***

Thud!

Jang Il flicked the finger of the hand that wasn’t holding the sword.

As if waiting for the sound of the finger flick, the Black Moon Sect immediately moved.

Thud!

The Black Moon Sect forcefully pulled out the sword.

‘Tsk, he saw through it.’

The Black Moon Sect’s eyebrows furrowed.

A calculated strike.

But the opponent had already predicted that attack.

That’s why he suffered the humiliation of having the sword caught.

Cold anger surged.

He should have been more cautious.

He would be this time.

“There won’t be a second chance.”

The Black Moon Sect said coldly, raising the sword.

But Jang Il smirked smugly.

“I clearly said earlier. Hit the red spot.”

“…”

The Black Moon Sect ignored the vulgar provocation.

There was no need to pay attention to it.

“Hit the red spot, you wench!”

Jang Il, in high spirits, launched another attack after a long time.