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< The best (landlord) in the world >
Yul-gi has been thinking about this for a long time.
‘I may lack fame, but my martial arts skills are by no means inferior to those of the three great masters of the world.’
The three heavenly kingdoms are merely symbolic entities.
A legend that is a hundred years old. It was nothing more than a remnant of an endlessly embellished past glory.
‘Even if you defeat the Three Swordsmen with martial arts, you will not be honored as the best in the world, but will only be criticized for damaging the legend.’
That was the hypocrisy of the political parties.
Inwardly, they want to rule over others, but outwardly, they care about things like face and manners.
When they meet, most of them check to see who is higher in rank, and if their skills are inferior to that of the other person, they spread bad rumors behind their backs.
‘But I’m different. I got here with just my two fists.’
Yul-gi was the successor to the King of Hell, a legend that had been handed down through generations. From the time he first appeared in the martial arts world at a young age, his martial arts skills were overwhelming, but unfortunately, the martial arts world in which he was born and active was much more peaceful than in the past.
During this peaceful era, Yulgi earned the title of King of Fist and ascended to the position of the leader of the martial arts world.
But Yul-gi’s ambitions did not end there. He wanted to go higher.
Yul-gi took the form of the King of Hell’s Fist and looked at the young warrior standing before him.
‘Pacheon Sword Master.’
The attitude of the guy who seemed so relaxed even when standing face to face with me really got on my nerves.
‘I really liked your spirit, so I even gave you a nickname···.’
I knew from the beginning that it was a tiger cub. But I didn’t know that it was a big enough tiger to threaten me.
Yul-gi warned, clenching his fists tightly.
“You’d better be prepared.”
Tens of thousands of people were watching. Among them were the three great men of Heaven. Yul-gi was determined to show off his skills here.
If only the Pacheon Sword Master had the ability to pull it off.
“If you’re both ready, let’s begin.”
As soon as the swordsman finished speaking, Yalulgi stepped forward boldly, following the law.
“It would be better to surrender before it is too late.”
Phew-!
Yul-gi spread his Mingwang-bo and extended his right fist forward. It was a supernatural technique called Mingwang Jin-cheon, and an incredible force swept across the front like a raging storm.
-Kwakwakwakwakwa!
The wind pressure generated by the King of Fists was enough to push a person’s body away. The warriors were amazed by the incredible momentum.
“Indeed, the King of Power!”
“The best swordsman in the world!”
Exclamations of admiration erupted from all sides. Even the three great men of the world looked quite surprised.
However, the great man did not move from his spot. He watched the King of Fist’s fist with a calm expression until the end.
‘Can you do it?’
An attack that I would have avoided without a second thought before coming to Murim.
But now it’s different.
Since coming to the world of martial arts, Daein met Manbok Nogoe and learned martial arts, obtained the affinity left behind by Geom Hwang, and saw the Pacheonmu shown by Geom Seong.
A period of only a few months.
However, the great man’s martial arts had become much deeper than before. Now, it was difficult for even he himself to accurately determine the level of his own realm.
So I thought I’d check it out while I’m at it.
‘It’s visible.’
As he concentrated, the King’s attack was clearly read. The man drew his sword and swung it like lightning.
Choaaaak!
As the King of Hell’s herbivore was destroyed, the pouring out skills were completely scattered.
“!!”
I could see the expression on Yul-gi’s face as he opened his eyes wide. The man stepped forward on the Pacheonsinbo and stabbed the Changcheonsin Sword in.
Kyaang!
The stab, like an island war, was blocked by the King’s forearm. However, the great man was not disappointed.
Instead, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
‘Is it worth a try?’
Before I knew it, the bothersome feeling disappeared and interest arose. I tend to want to do more of things I’m good at.
‘Let’s try one more time.’
The man quickly thrust his sword again, this time repeatedly.
Kagagagang!
Yul-gi raised his arm to block the man’s attack. A shallow wound remained on his forearm, which was as strong as a diamond.
“What nonsense!”
The unmanned soldiers brought by Yul-gi were all shocked. On the other hand, the unmanned soldiers of the Cheonghae branch clenched their fists and cheered.
“also!”
“The Pacheon Sword Master is stronger!”
The unmanned personnel of the Cheonghae branch saw the Great Man fighting on equal terms with the Cheonma Cult leader who had attacked the Cheonghae branch.
“Pacheongeomje also chased away the man who killed Chuhonchang Daehyeop!”
“The era of the king of war is over!”
Chuhonchang, one of the ten greatest masters in the world, and Mine, who slaughtered dozens of top masters. And Pacheongeomje, who fought on equal footing with Mine.
For the martial artists of the Murim Alliance Cheonghae branch who remember that day, the name of the Pacheon Sword Master was already higher than that of the King of Fists.
“Interpersonal···.”
Cheongun watched the two men’s duel with his shoulders shaking. His gaze never left the great man’s sword.
Until recently, it was a sword that could block well enough. But is it still the case now?
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“···shit.”
Cheongun clenched his fist. He shouted at the man.
“You have to win, you have to win! I can’t tolerate you losing to another warrior!”
I don’t know if you heard the shout, but the momentum of the big man’s offensive grew stronger and stronger.
Kagagagagagang!
“Ugh···!”
Yul-gi’s expression was filled with bewilderment. At some point, he was just blocking the relentless onslaught of the Pacheon Sword Master.
‘To this little brat!’
He was the king of martial arts. He was the first of the ten greatest martial artists in the world, and he was the man who would kill the Heavenly Demon and become the best in the world.
‘It’s not my destiny to be defeated by a greenhorn in a place like this!’
“The prank is over now!”
Puhwaaaaah!
Yul-gi raised the King of Hell’s skill to its peak in one breath. He completely abandoned the thought of looking down on his opponent because he was his junior.
Wooooow!
His whole body turned ashen, and his entire body was covered in a protective aura.
The Descent of the King of Hades
Yul-gi suddenly threw a lightning-like punch in a completely different way.
-Kwaaaaang!
A force of a magnitude different from anything seen before blasted the man away dozens of meters.
WHEE-EW!
The King of Kwon continued to push the man without giving him a chance to come to his senses. He swung his sword without stopping, his whole body filled with energy. Each and every one of them was a killing blow.
The great man recovered his broken posture and swung the Heavenly Sword.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of explosive sounds erupted as the two drones collided. It was hard to believe that human flesh and weapons were colliding.
The blacksmith warned everyone after the death of the lion.
“If you don’t want to die, everyone step back!”
The onlookers quickly retreated. If they got caught between the two, they wouldn’t even be able to leave a corpse behind.
“Huh. This is really···.”
“We can’t say anything about it since it’s our own creation.”
The three heavenly beings moved busily. They cleared away the debris of the strong energy flying in all directions and spread out a barrier to protect anyone from getting hurt.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The confrontation between the King of Kwon and the Sword Master of Pacheon became more and more fierce as time passed.
The King of Fist, whose entire body was surrounded by strong energy, was a murder weapon in itself, and the Pacheon Sword Master who opposed him also swung his sword fiercely.
“Brother. Shouldn’t we stop and stop now? If things continue like this, one of the two of us will….”
The King looked at the two with a worried expression and said.
Geumseong shook his head.
“Let’s just wait and see for now. I don’t think they’ll listen to us even if we tell them to.”
“Wow. Kids these days are scary.”
The Tao King grumbled as he swatted away the flying steel.
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-Kwaaaaang!
The Great Man’s body was thrown back more than a dozen feet by the King’s boar-like charge.
“Ugh···.”
The man frowned in pain. He blocked his opponent’s attack with his sword, but his grip holding the sword was cold.
Daein was not the type of person who was obsessed with winning and losing like the people of Murim.
Winning without fighting is the best, and winning easily is the second best. The thrill of watching quietly and then getting the last blow is truly amazing.
In other words, I wasn’t particularly fond of head-on confrontations like this one.
‘But I don’t want to lose either.’
If you’ve fought this much, your martial arts skills have been sufficiently tested.
If both sides come to an agreement, wouldn’t it be possible to call it a ‘draw’ and stop the fight?
“Your Majesty, let’s just call it a draw…”
But Yul-gi didn’t seem to have any such intentions.
“Shut up!”
-Kwaaaaang!
The ground-crawling Yal-gi pushed the man with all his might. He even took out all the secrets he had hidden to deal with the Heavenly Horse.
-Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every time the King of Fists struck, a whirlwind of wind blew, and every time he stepped on the True Aspect, the ground turned upside down.
The more he fought, the more certain he became of one thing.
‘Similar levels, what the heck. Yaryulgi is much stronger than Namgung Jeongcheon!’
Phew!
The Great Man narrowly avoided the King’s attack. The Great Man was in a rather difficult situation as well.
‘First of all, it’s too hard.’
The body of the King of Fist who used the Descent of the King of Hell was so indestructible that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was indestructible. He had originally trained his external energy to the limit, and he was also equipped with a self-defense weapon, so his strength was beyond imagination.
A true human tank.
Even with a powerful attack, he could only inflict shallow wounds and was unable to land a decisive blow.
‘Isn’t there any way to knock it down?’
The man thought. All the martial arts and teachings he had learned so far began to come to mind one by one.
‘The strongest martial arts I can use…’
The first thing that comes to mind is the Pacheonmu’s Gugyeol.
The martial arts that Geomseong had once demonstrated in front of Geomhwang’s tomb.
‘and···.’
The swordsmanship that his master had shown when he subdued the possessed Heavenly Demon overlapped with it. That too was a sight that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
‘Those two···. look alike.’
When I thought about it again, those two martial arts were quite similar. I thought they contained the same thing, just in a different way of expressing it.
The man’s eyes sank deeply. He felt as if something was within his grasp.
‘If it were me···.’
Daein was the only successor in the martial arts world to have mastered both the Pacheon Shingong and Cheonma Shingong.
He was also the only person who could compare the two world-class divine arts and understand each other’s strengths and weaknesses.
‘If I were to display that martial art…’
The man thought. He thought and thought again, narrowly avoiding the King of Fists’ attacks that were coming in like a storm. The speed of his thoughts was getting faster and faster.
‘Even if you can’t reproduce it exactly, at least you can imitate it…
I wasn’t sure I would succeed, but it was worth a try.
Swish.
The moment he made up his mind, the sword began to move. The sword moved on its own and struck the King of Fists’ fist.
Kyaang!
With a clear, cracking sound, the fist of the King of Fists bounced to the side. A wound remained on the thick fist like a pot lid. Blood flowed from the wound.
‘What was that just now?’
Yul-gi felt an inexplicable chill. A sense of anxiety was creeping up on him. It was a gut feeling that he might lose.
“conflict-!!”
In order to shake off his anxiety, Yul-gi deliberately shouted. He trusted in his strong body and pushed Pa-cheon-geom-je even more fiercely.
‘It’s dangerous to waste time. We have to finish this quickly…’
At that moment, the Great Man’s sword moved again.
“omg!”
Feeling an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, Yul-gi hurriedly pulled back.
Crunch.
His beastly instincts and countless experiences saved him. When he looked down, blood was gushing from his stomach.
“······.”
“······.”
The two were silent for a moment. The elder raised his sword and aimed it at Yal-yul-gi.
At that moment, Yul-gi knew that this was Pacheon-geom-je’s final warning to him.
“Should we stop now?”
“f*ck···.”
Cold sweat ran down Yalulgi’s forehead.
The one who had been confident that he would break the neck of the Heavenly Horse, and the one who had thought that he would become the best in the world…
···I was so scared of that sword that I couldn’t move.
Thud.
Yul-gi gritted his teeth and forced himself to shake off his fear.
‘No, it’s not scary!’
I was just a little flustered. That little kid’s sword, if you avoid it without getting hit, that’s it.
There was a venom in Yul-gi’s eyes. He could not give up his ambition here. He would definitely kill Cheon-ma, burn down the entire Demonic Cult, and leave a great mark on history!
“This guy is going to be the best in the world!”
Puhwaaaaah!
Yul-gi pulled up all the energy remaining in his danjeon.
-Kugugugugugugugugu!
The air vibrated. The ashen aura of the Underworld made Yulgi’s body appear twice as large.
At that moment, Yul-gi forgot about Cheon-ma. No, he thought of the opponent in front of him as Cheon-ma and poured out everything he had.
“Whoaaaaap!”
The King of Fists put everything he had into his two fists.
The Seven Strikes of the Underworld
An attack that combines the seven basic techniques of the Hades Fist into one and unleashes them in one breath.
As you go further back, the power of the first move becomes stronger, and at the end, it was a first move similar to Donggwijin that poured out all of his internal energy.
“Huh···.”
In response, the Great Man swung his Heavenly Sword.
Although it is not enough to call it a Pacheonmu, I swung it with what I learned from seeing it.
At the moment of impact, a blindingly bright light exploded.
-Paaaaaaah!
Most of the drones were so blinded that they couldn’t see what was happening. They quickly covered their eyes with their hands.
“What, what happened?”
“Who won!”
When they opened their eyes, the two new forms had already crossed.
“······.”
There was a brief silence as the two men turned their backs to each other.
Puhwaaaaak!
Yul-gi’s chest was split open diagonally and blood spurted out like a fountain.
dump.
The leaders of the martial arts alliance rushed to the side of the collapsing leader of the martial arts alliance.
“Your Majesty!”
“Bring the congressman here now!”
Some of the martial arts alliance’s warriors, who were not convinced by the outcome, drew their weapons and created an ominous atmosphere.
“Pacheon Sword Master!”
“This traitor!”
“It’s clear that they did something cowardly!”
Then, on the other side, warriors from the Murim Alliance Cheonghae branch drew their weapons.
“You kids! If you lose, just accept it!”
“The Heavenly Sword Master has won!”
As the unmanned forces on both sides stood in a tense standoff, Geomseong fired his Sajah-hoo.
“stop-!!”
The unmanned people flinched at the loud voice. Geomseong looked around at everyone with a sharp gaze.
“I swear on my honor that this was a fair fight! Put away your weapons if you don’t intend to insult these two peerless warriors!”
At the command that was as clear as the swordsman’s abstraction, the warriors had no choice but to put their swords away.
Meanwhile, the man staggered back to his camp.
“Phew···.”
“Are you okay?”
Cheongun approached and asked the elder. The elder sighed with a pale face and nodded.
“I need to get some rest.”
I felt like all the energy had been drained from my body. The mental exhaustion was no joke, more so than the injury.
“Cheongun. Please leave the rest to me.”
“Don’t worry! That’s what I always do!”
Leaving Cheong-un’s words, which were either a source of pride or self-deprecating humor, the great man finally went to rest.
Numerous unmanned personnel were watching his back.
‘I can’t believe I actually beat the leader of the martial arts world…’
‘You weren’t even seriously injured.’
‘This is ridiculous!’
There were thousands of people who directly watched the match, and if you count the people who were there, there were tens of thousands.
The news spread in an instant.
In fact, after that day, the news that Pacheon Sword Master had defeated the Murim Leader and ended the Jeongma War spread throughout the martial arts world.
News becomes rumors, rumors give birth to rumors, and all kinds of stories are reproduced and expanded.
-They say that Pacheongeomje killed Cheonma alone and defeated the Demonic Cult.
-It is said that the three great statesmen of the world made Pacheongeomje their common enemy.
-Actually, Pacheongeomje is not a human but a monster, etc.
Later, even absurd rumors like “Pacheongeomje is actually a human from another world” started to circulate, to the point that even the wealthy could not believe them.
One thing is certain,
It is said that a new title has begun to be added before the nickname of Pacheongeomje.
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“What? The Pacheon Sword Master is the best in the world?”
“Then, you bastard. If the martial artist who defeated the Demonic Cult and defeated the leader of the martial arts world is not the best in the world, then what is it?”
“That’s true···.”
The best in the world
The owner of the title, who found a new owner after 100 years, was coincidentally the disciple of the former greatest swordsman in the world, the Sword Emperor.
< The Best (Rental) in the World > End
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