10. Deadly Hover Bike Rally (6)
10. Deadly Hover Bike Rally (6) – Please, Buddha, allow me to be a righteous rider today.
Through the HUD of the latest model of the eye, the thermal sphere of the margin of gravity saw a blue dot moving away at a terrifying speed, as if it had been shot out with a mass driver.
A long, dark trail stretched across the sky, emitting a strange aura. He had a gut feeling that it was the trail made by Serin’s hover bike.
“······Run away.”
The golden opportunity to take revenge on the son who had been personally avenged by the lord had not yet arrived. However, if there was an enemy right in front of you, it was only natural that you would want to do whatever it took. Majin Kang, who was determined to somehow hang on to Se-ryeong even if he could not kill her, was in a situation where he was about to explode with anger.
“Kill anyone who comes near! Increase speed and chase after them!”
“I obey the elder’s orders!”
At the same time as his fierce shout, the subordinates who had been attached separately from Yeomcheonseong moved in unison and cleared up the surrounding chaos. Although they did not perform acrobatic feats at a level as great as Seolyeong, the skill of the subordinates who moved skillfully was enough to clear up the surrounding chaos.
“Can you catch up?”
“Of course. If it’s a straight course without obstacles, it’s ultimately determined by the machine’s output. If the booster was as strong as mine, the transcer would have been completely destroyed.”
The rider riding the hover bike sitting in front of the Marjin River spoke confidently. It was a rider with a ranking and a custom hover bike that he had hired with his own money for today.
No matter how good Serin’s driving skills were, he was still a bounty hunter. The rider was confident that he could catch up with the leader in front of him. Since the racing rankings have always been a matter of ups and downs.
And as if to prove his words, he slipped through the gap created by Majin River’s subordinates and entered the leading group right away.
The hover bike of Serin is starting to appear in the distance. And a dozen or so hover bikes have escaped the Bokmajeon. Majin Kang’s eyes, which were scanning them, suddenly crumpled.
“That······is that the West Heaven Sword Master? Why is such a master······.”
What kind of riches and honors would a master at the very end of Hwagyeong have participated in such a black competition? If she had accidentally caught her sword, it would have been her son’s revenge, and even his life or death could not be guaranteed.
But the rider’s view was completely different from his.
“Elder, in Totuga Rally, the level of martial arts is relatively less important. As you know, since the internal energy drive is locked, there is a limit to how much even the best can do. It is not a factor that is considered the top priority except in one-on-one situations.”
The one you really need to be careful of is over there, the rider pointed forward.
A monstrous monk with a visor over his eyes, wearing black leather robes, and riding a machine with an Asura decal on it. Majin Kang frowned at him and asked in a puzzled tone.
“······Isn’t he just a perverted psycho?”
“No. It’s the famous named rider ‘Asura Buddha’ who appears in every competition. His skills are undoubtedly the best, but he puts his driving on the back burner and he’s the worst of the worst, crashing into and causing all the other riders to retire during the race. The marks on the main engine at the back of the machine are all kill marks.”
It seems like he’s a pervert psycho. Majin Kang thought to himself as he watched the rider tremble.
It would be better to reduce useless variables. Majin River was filled with murderous intent. An opponent as great as Seocheon Sword Master would be difficult to handle, but for an unheard-of scum like that, sending one person wouldn’t be that difficult.
“Then I guess it’s better to deal with it.”
“Calm down. I didn’t mean to be careful in that sense. We’re not in a position where we can afford to mess with that author, are we?”
“······Ahem. That’s true.”
Phew. Rider let out a small sigh as he watched Marjin Kang cough awkwardly and put his hand away.
Of course, there hasn’t been a single person who thought like that until now. No, rather, it was overflowing, not small. Since it is basically a black-and-white competition, the participants are extremely aggressive in the Totuga Rally.
But that guy is a veteran among veterans who has overcome all those challenges to get here. No matter how great his flash fever is, he can’t guarantee victory.
There was even talk in the world that he was a great monk from Shaolin, and his martial arts were so profound. Of course, given his psychopathic personality, the possibility that he was really a monk was extremely low, but in any case, there was no room for doubt about his powerful martial arts.
“They’re joining in from behind too. Did two of them retire?”
Marjin Kang glanced behind and lightly clicked his tongue. They were slightly behind the leading group, but they were still maintaining a stable group and following closely. There was still a fierce melee going on at the rear, but they seemed to have calmed down to some extent.
“We’ll soon enter the abandoned downtown area. Until then, I’ll run without pushing myself too hard and while keeping my distance from other people.”
Not only was the route complicated, but due to the aftereffects of the tectonic shift, the high-rise buildings were currently burning and collapsing. As long as the gap with the leader was not large, it was worth taking a gamble in the abandoned downtown area full of unimaginable variables.
“······Ugh. I’ll leave that part to you.”
At the rider’s words, Majin Kang suppressed his discontented expression and nodded. He only participated to avenge his son, and he was almost a complete novice when it came to racing. That was also why he hired the rider in front of him.
But he, and the rider, didn’t realize it.
That the fight had already begun a long time ago.
“Hahahaha!”
Suddenly, a loud laughter was heard, causing Majin Kang and Rider to turn their heads. Angcheon Gwangso, whose deep inner energy was clearly audible even in the midst of the swirling turbulence, was in one place. The two people’s eyes turned to one place.
“What? Are you laughing at us right now?”
Marjin River muttered in displeasure. This was because the monster they had mentioned earlier, the Asura Buddha, was laughing with his mouth wide open and pointing at them with his finger.
The letters ‘LOL’ flashed above the LED visor covering his eyes.
There was no need to think otherwise.
The monster was laughing at them.
“Hahaha! The donors have become penises! Amitabha Buddha!”
A voice that seemed to be openly mocking. The more he looked at the visor’s disgusting emoticon, the more his anger grew. Marjin Kang glared at him with his blue eyes.
“Is that bastard crazy······?”
Crunch. He couldn’t continue speaking as he felt a burning sensation in his ears along with the creepy sound.
Memorize! The rider screamed as he saw the barrier of the hover bike briefly flashing repeatedly due to damage.
There’s nothing more terrifying than a one-sided, back-scatter of dark flags flying in a hover bike race at hundreds of kilometers per hour.
A latecomer who must counter the small dark weapon that is shot with full internal energy at an incredible speed. When internal energy and inertia are added to the normal dark weapon projectile, even a mere iron ball transforms into a vicious weapon that easily surpasses a sniper rifle.
The safest way to respond is to divert the hover bike’s power to the barrier, but if you do that, the engine power will drop and you will never be able to catch up with the leader.
That’s why panicking and increasing the barrier output is a last resort only when there’s really no other way. They weren’t fighting, they were racing.
And, to prevent such secrets, isn’t it necessary to have one more martial artist on board? The rider shouted towards the Majin River behind him.
“Elder! Intercept!”
“Ah, no······Wait······!?”
However, Marjin Kang couldn’t respond to the rider’s words right away. This was because he hadn’t even had time to react to the memetic attack just now.
‘It was just a simple mistake······!’
However, he could not bring himself to say no. It was because of the unfortunate appearance of the Asura Buddha who had laughed at them in front of him and gone ahead, and also because his pride was hurt to back down from a team of baseless bounty hunters.
Majin Kang raised his fist and glared. If the dark spirit appeared again, he was determined to burn it with his nickname and name, the Flash Heat Fist.
“Ugh!”
At least, until dozens of iron balls began flying towards him in strange trajectories.
“Hmm. Everyone is holding up better than I thought.”
Mokjin raised his eyebrows in surprise as he watched the runners following behind him. As he spoke, his hands were constantly taking out iron balls from his pocket and throwing them behind him.
Seocheon Geom-hu had naturally expected that he would easily block the beads he scattered, but she had no idea that there would be so many people besides her who could block his throwing balls.
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In fact, Mokjin had laughed when he first heard that the masters were putting a gold standard on their internal energy drives.
Why is a master called a master? Regardless of the level of his internal energy, isn’t it because the method of using his martial arts is one level higher than others that he is called a master? Even if there are restrictions on using his internal energy, the principles of the martial arts contained in his method don’t change.
If he was to be reduced to the same level as other martial artists simply by putting a gold bar on his internal energy drive, then he was just a half-baked master who didn’t know the essence of martial arts. That’s what Mok Jin thought.
Therefore, he thought that there wouldn’t be many people in this era who could handle throwing iron balls with only the minimum amount of internal energy. Even if he hadn’t learned proper secret techniques, if he threw the group he had awakened, it would be the same as a secret technique of ascension.
But that was a misjudgment. A pleasant misjudgment, I mean.
Not only Seocheon Sword Master, who was blocking his attacks with a relaxed expression, but also a considerable number of warriors were showing off their martial arts skills and somehow blocking his attacks.
Among them, there were those who used martial arts to directly strike the iron balls, there were those who poured poison on the hover bike’s barrier to melt the iron balls, and there were those who simply deflected the attack using strange methods that even Mokjin could not guess.
“······That’s it!”
But among them, there was one who caught Mokjin’s attention.
Tutututuung!
A strangely dressed man who knocked out all of Mokjin’s attacks with clean, unadorned movements. Mokjin’s eyes widened as he watched the martial arts he displayed.
The restraint and strength contained in each and every one of his movements, as well as the solidity like a stone Buddha, were clearly martial arts that Mokjin was familiar with.
“The Eighteen Hands of Arhat… They say it’s a competition of black swords, but how can a monk from Seung San be here?”
Shaolin Temple. Mokjin, who had never imagined that he would see the pillar of the sect that should be more noble than anyone else in a place like this, shouted in an absurd voice.
However, the answer given by Asura Buddha was truly amazing.
“Hahaha! Amitabha! I have come to make foolish beings wander in front of the River Lethe!”
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The Flash Heat Sphere Margin Gang is equipped with the latest artificial eye. It is much easier to capture targets through the HUD. In terms of games, you can think of it as target points or targets being displayed in the field of view.
It is true that the boost transcer of Serin’s hover bike has been damaged by Mokjin’s internal energy. Even if it is patched before the next round, it will be difficult to use it further. However, there is no problem with functions other than boost.
Asura Buddha, the Great Master of Gongmu, is a Shaolin monk who has reached the realm of the flower world. His true identity is known only to a very small number of people, even among the organizers of the Totu Rally. He always participates in the competition and causes trouble, but he is a big shot who cannot be stopped in the Totu Rally, so they just give up halfway and accept him as a concept of a disaster like a trap that runs wild.
The kill marks engraved on Asura Buddha’s machine number in the three digits.
Of course, if Marjin River attacks Asura Buddha, he will be killed instantly.
Asura Buddha’s LED visor occasionally displays emoticons. It is very upsetting to be the one being ridiculed.
In hover bike races, the leader has a huge advantage over the second-placer. This is because they can unleash deadly attacks without much effort. On the other hand, the second-placer has a hard time inflicting significant damage to the first-placer due to air resistance, even if they throw a secret weapon. In this case, it is important to rely entirely on martial arts and increase the bike’s output to catch up with the first-placer as quickly as possible.
Saying that you will be left standing in front of the River Lethe is the same as saying that you will be left with a corpse.
