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    Black Nightmare Geop, pleading with tears.

    But Jang-il didn’t even blink an eye.

    The arrogant woman who tried to kill herself as cruelly as possible.

    When capturing her spirit, it was necessary to capture it very decisively.

    So she could never dare to lift her head again.

    No, just looking at herself made her tremble with fear, to the point where her bones shook.

    “Stop crying.”

    Jang-il spat out in a dry voice.

    “Sob, sob….”

    “I said stop crying. If you don’t stop right now, I’ll kick you ten times in the crotch.”

    “H-hic, yes, yes! Master!”

    The terrified Black Nightmare Geop desperately stopped crying.

    The most terrifying thing for her right now was getting kicked in the crotch.

    In her entire life, there was nothing as terrifying as this.

    In the face of this fear, even the ruthless high school girl became nothing more than a fragile woman.

    “Still, I’ll pretend to overlook the fact that you’ve finally realized your place. Be grateful for that, Geop.”

    “Gasp, th-thank you! Thank you so much, Master!”

    Relief appeared on the face of Black Nightmare Geop, who was taken aback by Jang-il’s unexpected words.

    Nothing else mattered.

    As long as she didn’t get kicked in the crotch.

    That was her only and fervent wish.

    But.

    “I have another question.”

    With a twisted smile, Jang-il posed a new question.

    “Y-yes, Master!”

    “Geop, besides that, surely there was something else you mocked, right? There must have been. Your eyes were full of contempt. I know the nature of such women very well.”

    Upon hearing those words, Black Nightmare Geop’s pupils shook violently once again.

    Her face turned pale due to the returning fear, making it hard for her to breathe.

    But what drove her even more insane was the fact that she couldn’t lie in front of her Master.

    She had to answer honestly, no matter what.

    Or else….

    Trembling with fear, her crotch swelled up as if in convulsions just by thinking about it.

    Her body remembered the overwhelming terror.

    No, in this case, it would be more appropriate to say that her crotch remembered the overwhelming terror.

    The fear engraved in her crotch was something Black Nightmare Geop could never overcome.

    Whether it was high school or whatever, it was the instinct of a woman.

    “Y-yes, Master…. Y-your words are correct.”

    It was only natural for her to honestly acknowledge Jang-il’s words.

    “Haha, of course it would be. Didn’t I say I know those women very well?”

    Jang-il chuckled and continued, “Then tell me. What did you mock?”

    With a trembling voice, Black Nightmare Geop hesitantly replied.

    “Being hit in the crotch… is something only idiots or fools would do… to be hit in the crotch is truly… stupid… I thought… if it were me, I would never fall for such a pathetic attack… I, I thought… Master….”

    “Hahaha, good, very good.”

    Jang-il clapped his hands, reveling in the moment.

    “Such arrogance is what makes a woman worth submitting to, don’t you think?”

    “Y-yes, Master….”

    Black Nightmare Geop, even affirming that she was an arrogant woman worth submitting to, looked like a fool.

    It was truly a ridiculous sight.

    It also showed how thoroughly her mind had collapsed.

    “Alright, then raise both hands above your head.”

    “Y-yes, Master!”

    Immediately, Black Nightmare Geop raised both hands above her head.

    “Spread your legs wide and stand on tiptoes.”

    “Y-yes, Master!”

    Blackmoon Jeop stood with her legs spread wide, knees slightly bent in a posture she had never been in before in her life.

    It was only natural.

    What woman would ever willingly assume such a grotesque posture, spreading her legs wide open and standing awkwardly?

    But Blackmoon Jeop had no choice but to take on that grotesque posture.

    It was the most terrifying command of the most fearsome master in the world.

    “Perfect.”

    Jangil chuckled as he looked at that vulgar posture.

    Blackmoon Jeop felt a sense of unease creeping up her spine.

    Goosebumps rose on her skin, and her flesh trembled once again.

    That sense of unease was spot on.

    “It’s perfect for a good look.”

    “Ah, please, forgive me… Master… Please…”

    Blackmoon Jeop pleaded desperately with a pitiful and sorrowful voice.

    It was hard to believe it was the voice of a high school student.

    It was a voice so pitiful and sorrowful that it could make even the most heartless person feel a shred of sympathy.

    But.

    Unfortunately, her opponent was Jangil.

    He was a ruthless tyrant who treated high school students like playthings.

    For Blackmoon Jeop, it was a very unfortunate situation, but she had indeed met her match in terms of a proper master.

    “Forgiveness and all that nonsense? The place like your crotch is where only idiots and morons get hit. All you have to do is mockingly endure the pathetic attacks that will never hit you.”

    “Master… That’s… That’s when the idiotic attacks…”

    “Enough of that pathetic attack.”

    With the force of his kick, Jangil’s foot aimed at the crotch between Blackmoon Jeop’s wide-open legs.

    “Ah, ahhhhhh!!”

    A scream of unbearable pain.

    Blackmoon Jeop’s eyes rolled back halfway, revealing the whites of her eyes.

    Foam-like saliva dripped from her mouth.

    Thud!

    Her posture crumbled as both knees hit the ground.

    Just maintaining the hands above her head was already a tremendous display of mental strength.

    She had learned from a hellish experience that trying to protect or cover her crotch with her hands would only make the pain much more unbearable.

    “Oh, oh. You should have avoided that. Why did the great Blackmoon Jeop get hit like an idiot? Well, anyway, it’s better to stand in the horse stance again, right?”

    Muttering with a tongue click, Jangil.

    At that moment.

    “I-I-I submit! I-I-I spread my legs wide open and stand in the horse stance, master!”

    In the last word, Blackmoon Jeop’s mind seemed to clear up as she desperately raised her body to stand in the horse stance again, just like before.

    It was a sight that showed how immense the fear engraved in her crotch was.

    Even in excruciating pain, her body and mind moved to minimize the blows to her crotch.

    Jangil seemed pleased with this sight, smiling with satisfaction.

    “Good, that’s how it should be. That’s the proper stance of a good crotch. Well, let’s see… You realized your mistake a little late, and you answered honestly, so I’ll let it go with just three hits.”

    “Th-Thank you! Master! Th-Thank you so much, master!”

    Blackmoon Jeop expressed her gratitude with a face that seemed to be on the verge of tears.

    A high school student who sincerely thanked for being hit three times on the crotch.

    This was a sight that could not be seen anywhere else in the world.

    It was no wonder that the audience’s enthusiastic response erupted.

    “Hahaha, that’s right, you should be grateful for three hits. Remember and be grateful for the immense favor.”

    “There’s a saying that three hits on the crotch repay a thousand favors, right? Wahahaha!”

    “Hahaha, there’s no other generous master like him. Be well taken care of. It’s truly a sign of a nobleman to graciously overlook the fact that you may never be able to use your beaten crotch again.”

    Amid the audience’s cheers, Jangil straightened his back even more.

    After all, the conclusion had to be firm.

    Others needed to see how the chosen ruler, who was even more superior in front of them, could crush arrogant high school students.

    A lukewarm finish was necessary for his own pride, regardless of how others perceived it.

    Of course, it was possible because it was a secret arena of the underworld.

    “Someday, a world where high school students can be treated like livestock even in broad daylight will come.”

    For that martial arts world, both Master Doyeon and himself were pouring all their efforts.

    A definite conclusion was needed even for the enjoyment of Master Doyeon.

    “After enjoying it a bit while watching, and then…”

    Having organized his thoughts, Jang-il let out a bitter smile and moved again.

    “You can suffer as much as you want.”

    A merciless kick.

    Of course, there was no option to escape from the Black Demon Sect.

    Pwoooosh!

    “Aaaahhh!!”

    The Black Demon Sect’s eyes rolled back.

    Yellowish liquid dripped as if he had urinated again.

    Not only his muscles but his whole body convulsed as if he was about to collapse.

    But the reason he didn’t faint was due to the mental strength possible for a high school student.

    And one more thing.

    If there wasn’t the hope that enduring just one more blow would make things easier, he would have already lost consciousness.

    Just one more blow now…

    If he could endure just one more…

    “Oh, good. Maintain that posture. That’s right. That’s how a high school student should be. A high school girl shouldn’t be the same as a common woman. Even if the groin is a vulnerable spot that high school girls can never train forever, the mental strength to endure is different, right? The taste of the hits is different. Right, high school girl?”

    Jang-il sneered, mocking him.

    Returning the laughter he had during the match in the best possible way.

    There was nothing more satisfying than this.

    “I’ll go with a pathetic attack for the last one.”

    Pwoooosh!

    “Aaargh!!”

    Finally.

    “…G-groan…”

    The Black Demon Sect fainted.

    With his white genitals fully exposed and drooling foam, his legs spread out in a grotesque position, revealing his groin like a dead frog.

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