Episode 317
317. Episode 317
Before entering the match, Seun clearly announced to the Diablo guild members through the guild chat which match he would be challenging.
I don’t know about other people, but I didn’t want my guildmates to waste their time.
And yet, Kang Han-cheol is waiting in the same waiting room.
There is only one answer.
“Did you come in on purpose?”
Kang Han-cheol quietly nods his head to Se-woon’s question.
‘Come to think of it, you disappeared while preparing for the last match.’
It seems that the ‘last match’ that Kang Han-cheol had heard from Yoo Seo-ah at that time was a match against himself.
I wanted to quickly finish the game and check the hidden piece, but I never thought that this variable would arise.
“If it’s sparring, I can do it separately as much as you want.”
“What I want is not sparring. It’s a life-threatening fight. I heard that’s possible here.”
“Because in the match system, even if you die during the match, you don’t actually die.”
If you lose a match, you are simply kicked out of the match.
He probably discovered this fact while watching the games at the festival and took advantage of this opportunity to start training.
Kang Han-cheol’s whole body was a mess, as if he had just been training.
“Yeah. But, to compete with me, you’d have to make it to the finals.”
“No problem.”
“Well, I guess you wouldn’t have to worry.”
The enemies that appear in the fighting tournament are particularly powerful compared to those that appear in other games. Even combat players who are quite confident in their skills are reluctant to participate in this game.
However, Se-Woon knew Kang-Chul’s skills better than anyone else.
No matter how skilled a player may be, the three opponents who were originally supposed to win this match would not be able to defeat Kang Han-cheol based on fighting skills alone.
– The ‘Fighting Tournament’ is about to begin.
– Participants, please prepare to move to the stadium.
“I really hope you come up.”
“It won’t take long.”
Kookung!
The waiting room collapsed, revealing the arena of a fighting tournament.
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The first opponent was the player who first approached Se-un in the waiting room and greeted him.
He confidently drew his weapon and asked to be taught a trick.
Crunch-
“Haha… … It’s not just a move, you’re pointing out a wall… … .”
I was hit by Seun’s sword and fell from the game so meaninglessly.
There must have been something odd about the hand that wasn’t holding the weapon being placed in his bosom, but what do you know?
Even if we call it a draw, it’s just a trick to overcome the mediocre skill gap, and when the skill gap becomes this big, it becomes meaningless.
“They… … have been a difficult opponent from the start.”
Se-woon turned his head and looked at Kang-cheol’s stadium.
The fighting competition is held in a tournament format, with players being randomly assigned opponents within a set framework.
Unfortunately, Kang Han-cheol’s opponent was a skilled fighter who would have ranked in the top 3 in the original fighting tournament.
He was a skinny old man who was a master of Jujitsu, using drunken boxing to fool his opponents.
“Huh, a young guy got caught. It looks like he learned how to use force and trained his body, but he got the wrong opponent.”
The old man laughed at Kang Han-cheol while drinking alcohol.
Certainly, the honest Kang-Kwon is weak in Jiu-Jitsu.
No matter how strong you are, it is difficult to deal with Jiu-Jitsu that flows like water.
“These days, kids are so ignorant and only pursue strength that they don’t understand the essence of martial arts. Hiccup!”
The old man staggered toward Kang Han-cheol.
At first glance, it was just the footsteps of a drunken old man, but each and every one of his steps was filled with the wisdom of many years of training.
A technique where you can never predict what the next step will be.
Even though he was drunk, the old man’s eyes were glaring fiercely at Kang Han-cheol.
“I will show you, especially, true martial arts. True martial arts that are infused with the joys and sorrows of life. Hehehe.”
The old man’s body, which had been staggering, tilted sharply as if it might fall over at any moment, and in an instant, he shot toward Kang-cheol.
The following strong reaction.
He stands still and throws his fist with utmost honesty.
The old man laughs at the honest blow and twists his body to avoid the punch.
Indeed, the moment the words “Master of Jujutsu” were about to come out.
“Ugh!”
The old man’s body was hit by the punch and bounced in the opposite direction.
After spinning around in the air several times and hitting the ground, my body spun like a wheel, and the joints of my entire body bent in the opposite direction.
Even if you are a master of Jiu-Jitsu and your body is as flexible as a mollusc, you won’t be able to survive that blow.
The reason the old man was thrown out was simple.
The wind pressure flowing from the strong iron fist.
Even though their bodies weren’t directly touched, the simple pressure of the wind caused the Jiu-Jitsu master to be repelled with one blow.
Watching the scene, Kang Han-cheol hummed softly.
“I don’t know what you were trying to do, but it was meaningless in the face of great power.”
After that, Se-Woon and Kang-Chul Kang started to climb the tournament at a frighteningly fast pace.
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– Ah, that’s a real breakthrough! Amazing. Jung Se-woon! Kang Han-cheol! The match time between the two didn’t even last ten seconds from the start!
– I think the person who will get 3rd place in this match will be the one who doesn’t get caught by those two!
Was it a twist of fate? Se-Woon and Kang-Chul Kang didn’t meet in the bracket until they reached the finals.
They avoided each other as if someone had intentionally done so, and only ended up meeting in the finals.
“I really got third place? Was it just luck…?”
As the commentator said, third place went to the player who met the two last.
No, that doesn’t mean he wasn’t capable. He was more than capable enough to take the top spot after defeating his opponent in the final third-place match.
Of course, no one was interested in third place.
“Wow!”
“I’m finally going to see a real game!”
“But still, isn’t the outcome already decided?”
“What are you talking about! That big guy, he’s no joke! His undefeated record is about to end!”
“Will the record finally be broken in the 100th game?”
The first opponent to appear and fight against Seun.
At the appearance of that being, the audience was more excited than ever.
In fact, the strength that Kang Han-cheol displayed while advancing to the finals was beyond Se-woon’s expectations, so there were a considerable number of spectators who bet their money on Kang Han-cheol’s victory.
The Diablo Guild was noisy as well.
When it became known that Kang Han-cheol had openly participated in a match that Se-un had organized, all the guild members gathered in the stands.
“Brother Hancheol, are you okay?”
“But I know that magic can’t be used in a fighting tournament. So wouldn’t it be quite possible?”
“Oh, that’s true. Since we have to fight only within the stadium, the geographical advantage will be more advantageous for Hancheol.”
The auditorium was packed with people.
No, it wasn’t full. All the seats were sold out, and there were people standing in the back to watch.
Even this was not enough, so they had to put up a scoreboard outside the Colosseum to broadcast the game.
– That’s a huge crowd! It’s been 100 years since the grand festival was held and this many people have flocked to one game… … No, I think it might be the first time!
Among the numerous spectators, Se-Woon and Kang-Chul silently climbed onto the stadium.
The number of contestants knocked down while climbing up here is roughly twenty.
Thanks to that, both of their bodies were sufficiently relaxed.
“It really came up.”
“It was trivial.”
As expected for the finals, the stadium looked different than before.
It was large enough to fill the Colosseum, and had a large, menacing dragon head design engraved in its center.
“I heard you can’t use magic here.”
“As the name suggests, it is a fighting tournament.”
“I would like to face you in perfect condition, but… … I admit that I still lack the strength to do so.”
Just as Se-woon knew Kang-cheol’s strength, Kang-cheol also knew Se-woon’s strength through numerous sparring matches.
In Jeheton, Kang Han-cheol succeeded in making Se-un take out his weapon, but he was unable to bring out his magic.
That’s probably the same now.
It seemed like he regretted it, but it was cool that he admitted it honestly.
“So, I’ll start with this first, and then I’ll gradually surpass you.”
A firm gaze that hints at determination.
His conviction could be felt in the fists that clashed against his chest.
As Se-Woon nodded, the commentator noticed and prepared to start the game.
– The match that will remain the most popular match at the Moraf Grand Festival. Perhaps, the match that will remain the best name!
Se-un took out his sword, and Kang-cheol also prepared for battle by tensing the muscles in his entire body.
At that moment, even the audience that had been cheering became so nervous that they shut their mouths and swallowed their saliva.
– Start!
Taang!
A gunshot was heard to signal the start of the game.
At the same time, the two of them charged forward, kicking the ground hard enough to drown out the sound of gunfire.
– The third technique of the Blood Wolf Sword Technique, Blood Wolf Attack, is strengthened through internal energy.
– The power of martial arts is strengthened according to the secret of the ultimate deep attack.
Since we already know each other’s strengths well, there is no need for boring exploration.
The two attacks pour in immediately.
Seun’s sword glowed red as if imbued with internal energy, and Kang-cheol’s fist also roared softly as it received Agares’ power.
The ensuing conflict.
A shock wave spread throughout the audience with a loud noise that was hard to imagine as a clash of swords and fists.
– The constellation, ‘The Crow with its Head Down’, is interested.
– The constellation, ‘The Old Man Riding the Crocodile’, is happily tugging at the thought that this time it won’t be easy.
– The constellation, ‘Snake Surrounding Time’, nods its head at the power of the two, saying that their growth rate is surprisingly fast compared to that of Jeheton.
I could tell with just one word.
‘I got stronger.’
Did you find a coincidence in the 45-story labyrinth?
Kang Han-cheol, one of the strongest in the Diablo Guild, was the last to pass through the labyrinth, so even if he didn’t know the cause, something was definitely happening inside.
A strength that cannot be compared to the time of Jeheton.
The sword and fist clashed, but Se-Woon’s hand holding the sword began to hurt.
“I’ll tell you in advance.”
– Player Kang Han-cheol uses ‘Open War’.
Kwakwakwak!
As Kang-cheol swung his fist, rocks rose from the ground and fell on Se-un.
In the past, it would only cause earthquakes, or at most, it would crack the ground a little if it was strong enough, but now that it had become accustomed to the power of earthquakes, it seemed as if it could freely control the ground by controlling the vibrations.
Bam.
‘this…….’
I tried to step back as I saw the approaching strong iron, but a rock blocked my back.
In the first place, the attack a little while ago was not intended to attack Seun, but to block his retreat.
When I turned my eyes away from the rock and looked straight ahead, a strong iron fist imbued with the power of an earthquake was already right in front of me.
“If you keep acting like you did in Jehetton, you’ll never win.”
Kwaaaaang-!!
Less than a minute after the game started, the once spacious and clean stadium was left half-ruined.
fantasy,
