Episode 197: I will become a heavenly horse.
The moment he confirmed the match results, Black Sword Master Chu Gao immediately mobilized his subordinates.
He would not have been able to escape since he was under double and triple surveillance, but the young Kwon-ma who was waiting at his house was prepared to die. Otherwise, he would not have said such things as soon as he saw him.
“Did you make a lot of money?”
The additional anger rose to the top of my head.
“You will not die gracefully.”
He suffered a huge loss this time. He didn’t just lose his own money. He also dragged in money from other organizations, so his life could have been in danger if he wasn’t careful.
There, the young, fresh-faced fighter turned his insides even further.
“I told the owner of the arena about this incident. Do you know who is behind the arena?”
Chugao’s expression hardened. He was afraid of his backer, Sadomin, so he only secretly rigged the match when it was really crucial.
I’ve been doing well so far, but this time I got caught in the act. This is the first time I’ve seen him act this crazy. I knew he had a temper, but I never dreamed that he would do something like this, even though I scared him by leaving that big scar on his chest.
“The young one doesn’t know the value of life.”
“Your life is precious!”
Going through this, Kwon Ma made up his mind. No matter what kind of life he leads from now on, he will never make friends or family.
How great is this? Even with that bastard’s dirty threats, he can still do as he pleases.
Of course, it’s a shame. I’m going to die here today, so I can’t carry out this resolution.
Chugao gave orders to his subordinates.
“That bastard, get down before me.”
In addition, this is not going to kill this damn cub.
Dozens of black-clad men who had received the order simultaneously took out their weapons. Even though they were a martial artist who had been winning continuously in the arena, there were too many of them for someone without internal energy to deal with.
Still, Kwon Ma was not discouraged at all.
“I will fight with the mindset that for every one of you I kill, I will save one person.”
Kwonma took out a pair of gloves from his bosom and put them on. There was something sharp like an awl stuck in the front of the gloves.
“It’s poisonous. If you even touch it, you’ll have to lie down and eat only gruel for the rest of your life.”
It was a lie. This will probably make them shrink from their actions.
Among the gathered black men, those who had fought Kwonma before were startled. The last time they fought, they had been injured, passed out, and it was chaos, and now there was poison in his fist?
“You cowardly little bastard!”
Kwon-ma shouted at Chugao’s words.
“Why? You guys are wielding swords and all, but I can’t wear something like this? You piece of trash, you little black bastards! Come at me!”
Chugao shouted.
“Kill him! I’ll give three hundred nyang to the one who kills him first!”
When something more important than anything else was at stake, the black sword men rushed in swinging their swords.
The horse ran towards the back yard. The black men in the lead who were chasing after them excitedly suddenly fell down.
“Eww!”
They dug traps in the yard and placed spearheads in the ground.
Kwon-ma was prepared to fight properly today. He didn’t think he would fight with only his fists. Kwon-ma’s goal was to survive, and if he died, he planned to take at least one more.
Although several people fell into the trap and died, the men of Heukdo were also skilled in fighting. It would be different if the opponent was a man, but he was a young man with no internal energy.
They clung to him tenaciously and swung their swords. If they could just stick their swords into his body, the three hundred nyang would become theirs. The money-obsessed men rushed at him like madmen.
Kwonma’s movements were really fast. He dodged the flying sword and threw a punch.
Those who were stabbed by the awl fists screamed.
There was a hurricane of curses everywhere, and the men in black robes were running wild with excitement. They ran screaming even as they were bleeding.
Kwon-ma rolled on the floor to avoid the blades flying from all directions.
Kwon-ma, who had been running towards the wall after jumping up, turned around and threw a dagger. The dagger was stuck in the body of the man following him. He also threw rocks from the ground and picked up their swords and swung them.
Chugao shouted.
“You are the one who has betrayed the honor of being a fighter!”
I deliberately tried to provoke him into not being able to use other weapons, but it didn’t work at all.
“I abandoned you because of you. So you have to kill your subordinate!”
Kwon-ma fought really well. He hit, kicked, rolled on the ground, jumped up and kicked. He was like a wounded beast.
But there were too many black bastards. No matter how innate Kwonma’s movements were, they were outnumbered.
Blood spurted from Kwonma’s arms and sides. He didn’t have time to check where and how much he was hurt. He swung his fists like crazy, dodging the swords flying from all directions.
Bam!
Just then, a flying kick sent the horse flying, destroying the luggage piled up in the yard and causing it to fall over.
It was a blow from the additional attack that was waiting for the opportunity.
“Take off his gloves first!”
They rushed in from all sides and ripped off Kwonma’s gloves. In the process, Kwonma bit one of his necks. The blood he spurted out sprayed everywhere.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Kwon-ma’s face became covered in blood from the flying fist.
Chugao looked down at Kwonma.
“This is the first time I’ve seen such an exclusive.”
It was at that moment that Chugao clicked his tongue while looking at his subordinates.
Kwonma sprayed him with something from a bottle.
Chugao waved his hand to stop it.
Cheeeeeeek.
The liquid that flew in burned his sleeve. What flew at him was volcanic acid.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Addu Oga rolled his eyes and started trampling on Kwonma. If he had blinked, he would have gotten a bone mountain thrown on his face.
He crouched down and tried to avoid the vital spot, but Kwonma had a feeling that this was the end.
‘This is the end of this life.’
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When I actually thought about dying, I felt scared. I also felt resentful and angry that I was being killed by such a guy.
When the beating stopped for a moment, Kwon-ma opened his eyes.
Chugao was pulling out a dagger.
“I won’t kill you nicely.”
Kwon-ma looked up at the night sky with his blank eyes for the last time. He had hoped to see the stars or the moon before he died.
‘uh?’
Beyond Chugao’s shoulder, a man was sitting on a tree branch behind him, looking down at him. Thinking it was a hallucination, Kwonma closed his eyes and opened them again.
But the man sitting with his back to the bright full moon was still looking down at her. He looked a few years older than her.
Kwon-ma met his eyes. He had never felt afraid of people before, but the moment he saw this man’s cold gaze, he felt scared.
‘Are you the messenger who will take me away?’
Because I even had that thought.
But it wasn’t the messenger. One of the Black Swordsmen had found him.
“Huh? There’s someone over there!”
As everyone’s eyes focused on him, the man jumped down from the tree branch.
He jumped from a fairly high place, but no sound was heard. Both the Black Knights and the Fist Knights were shocked by the incredible technique.
The man walked slowly and looked at Kwonma. He didn’t even glance at the black men.
He asked Kwonma.
“Can you fight?”
Kwonma nodded and got up. His whole body was in so much pain that it felt like it was going to break, but he gritted his teeth.
“You can fight.”
Then the man looked at Chugao.
“Is it okay to act so cowardly against a fighter?”
Judging by the fact that he was a fighter, he wasn’t just a passerby. The man seemed to already know why the situation was unfolding.
“Where are you from?”
Chugao was secretly very nervous. He was worried that perhaps the master of the Apostolic Alliance had appeared through this manipulation.
Then the young man said something unexpected.
“Let’s fight fair and square.”
Wheeeeeek.
The man’s gust of wind that flew in before he could even dodge overpowered Chugao’s internal energy. The technique of overpowering an opponent’s internal energy with a single point of the finger was something I had only heard of at drinking parties.
The surprised Chugao shouted reflexively.
“Kill him! Kill him too!”
But no one dared to rush at the man. Even without the skills he had already demonstrated, there was a certain majesty to this man that made it impossible to dare to do anything rash.
The man looked at the black men and gestured for them to stand in a circle. The black men stood in a circle as if possessed. A small fighting arena was created.
Kwon-ma, who got up from his seat, clenched his fist. He didn’t know who the man was who helped him, but he thought that if he missed this opportunity, he would die.
Chugao also realized that he had to kill Kwonma to survive. Fortunately, his internal energy was suppressed, but he did not take away his dagger or sword.
‘Then there is a chance of winning!’
There was no chance of winning. He swung the dagger that was coming and missed, then pulled out his sword and swung it, but in the end even his sword was taken from him.
Eventually, a fist-to-fist fight began, and he couldn’t defeat an opponent he couldn’t defeat with a sword, so he couldn’t do it with his bare hands.
Bam! Bam! Ppaaaaak! Bang!
Kwon Ma’s angry fists were embedded in his entire body.
“Why! Why are you harassing someone who is living comfortably! Why!”
In addition, his jaw and ribs were broken.
Eventually, unable to hold out any longer, Chugao collapsed, gasping for breath. Kwonma unbuttoned his shirt and showed off his wounds.
“I told you to look at this scar whenever you have a stupid thought, right? Look at it as much as you want and then die.”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The rain of fists took away Joo-oh’s breath.
Kwonma got up, gasping for breath, and looked at the man.
At that moment, a sword rose in front of the man.
Rrrrrrrrrrr.
The sword split in front of the young man, and a sword-shaped aura appeared, and they all rose into the sky at the same time. Just then, the black swordsmen looked up at it with a curious expression.
Shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh shhh!
The black energy floating in the air poured down like rain toward the black magicians.
The black swordsmen all fell down at once, their heads, faces, and chests pierced by the black sword.
The man did not spare even a single black man.
Geommugeuk, who was listening to Kwonma’s story, shouted.
“The Sword of Heaven, Yu Cheon-sik! You’re my father!”
“That’s right. He was a cult leader.”
Geommu-geuk was shocked. He didn’t know that the person who discovered Kwon-ma was his father.
“He was the leader when he was your age. He was the leader before he was even designated as the successor.”
Geommu-geuk was inexplicably moved by the fact that his father had saved Kwon-ma.
“Standing there among the dead bodies, the cult leader said to me, ‘Would you like to make that baby’s fist into a real man’s fist?’
“ah!”
Geommugeuk could now understand where the baby hand that Kwonma had been talking about came from.
“So what did you say?”
“I said no. Do you think you’d follow him if you knew who he was? If you could live with him? If he were the greatest villain of all time? I’m truly grateful that you saved my life, but I said no.”
In that situation, I thought that Kwon Ma, who said no, was amazing. Kwon Ma in his younger days felt alive and vibrant. This kind of pulsation was hidden in this person’s heart. Who would know that Kwon Ma, who silently looked down on his subordinates’ training every day, had such a young life?
“So what did your father say?”
“Or so he said, and turned around without saying a word. As I was looking at the back of the leader, I suddenly thought, this is not right. If I don’t follow him, I will never be able to leave this arena for the rest of my life. I was lucky this time, but I will die in this dirty way again someday.”
Kwon-ma recalled that moment. His fate changed with that brief moment of decision.
“Perhaps, if the leader had persuaded me to go with him, I might have resisted until the very end. Back then, I thought stubbornness and stubbornness were cool. But as I watched the leader walk away, my body instinctively moved. I ran after him. I said I was sorry. I said I had changed my mind. Then the leader smiled at me. You know that? The leader’s unique… … .”
“You mean that mocking laugh that seems to look down on people?”
“Yeah, that laugh.”
“Our father is probably the person in the world with the best smile.”
“Honestly, the leader that day was cool. He had a different kind of coolness than you.”
“Am I cool too?”
Kwon-ma pretended not to hear me and continued talking.
“The cult leader brought me to the main church and put me in the Dongkwonmun without saying a word. And he hasn’t come to see me since.”
“That’s very fatherly.”
“I went from Baekwon to Black by myself. I really put in a lot of effort back then.”
With his innate sense and talent for martial arts, and his hard work as well, the martial artist of the time probably received everyone’s attention.
“On the day I became a black power, the cult leader came to see me. It was as if he had been watching me, and he came to see me on that very day. And do you know what he said to me?”
“What did you say?”
When he recalled that day, Kwon Ma’s voice trembled slightly.
“I will be the Heavenly Horse, and you will be my Horse.”
The reason the two of them had a special relationship was not just because they were crazy about martial arts. It was because they had this hidden past.
Geommugeuk said, imitating his father.
“I will also become a heavenly horse… … .”
“It’s too late. I’m already a Kwon Ma-ra.”
“Ah! That’s right. I guess this is something I should say to Cheon So-hee. Please wait a moment. I’ll find the right words for us.”
Kwon Ma stared at the sword dance.
The image of Cheonma Geomwoojin in his younger days was superimposed over the image of Geommu-geuk.
Two people who seem similar but different. If Geommu-geuk is light, Geomwoo-jin is darkness. If one person is light and seems like he’ll fly, the other is heavy and seems like he’ll sink forever.
But Kwon-ma feels again. That this light and darkness are not so different. That they are dark yet bright, and bright yet dark.
“The cult leader took me from here, and you brought me here.”
Kwon Ma met two young candidates for the leadership who were related by blood here. He felt that this was some kind of great destiny.
At that moment, Geommu-geuk looked at Kwon-ma calmly and spoke calmly.
“I will be your disciple, so please be my master!”
