Chapter 62 – Finals (6)
Dirt was creeping up on the floor. The man looked at Ichie with an angry face. She was thinking about what to do in Ichie’s narrow place. Shall we kick the table and run towards Chunbae? Or should I catch her off guard by throwing her knife? It didn’t look like she could escape either way.
She flashed her blade and swung it lightly into the air as if to contain it. The man seemed a little annoyed by her rather provocative behavior.
“Fuck, I wish I had gone out when I was told to go out gracefully. Uh? Why bother doing things fuck.”
He stretched out his hand, and the dirt that was swirling behind the door hit Ichie like a wave from all sides. Ichie’s red eyes sparkled at that moment, and the entire blade was stained red. Hunter shuddered as he reached out his hand. The red aura on the tip of his sword was unusual.
Her dirt piled high above her height in her wits and pounced on her. Her wit caught her in her stance and swung her sword wide at her mound of dirt. Following the trajectory of her swing, her red afterimage was clearly left behind. The curved curve vibrated in place and shot out like a cannonball.
“Uh? Uh huh?”
A flash of red hit the dirt. The dirt that was running towards her as if to eat her teeth shattered and scattered in all directions. The red trail didn’t end with breaking the soil, it flew aiming for the Hunter’s neck. Hunter instinctively ducked and narrowly avoided the bright red sword wind.
Kwajik!
A hideous sword wound was left in the hallway. Hunter barely wiped his surprised chest and looked at Ichie again. She was panting and sweating as if she had put all her energy into that one shot. Her eyes, which had been shining in her red, had turned brown. He said with a grin.
“I almost fucked up. Are you fucking trying to kill me? Uh?”
Chunbae was startled and stopped cheering. Hunter withdrew her gaze from Ichie and shouted at Chunbae.
“Cheer up quickly, kid! Do you hear what the fuck people say? Uh?”
“Yes! Yes all right!”
Chunbae nodded her head in surprise, then turned around and started dancing again. She glanced at Chunbae and then at her man. Her man snapped her hand and started collecting her soil again. The dirt that had been scattered in all directions from a single blow earlier gathered again like an aura behind her man’s back.
“This dog… !”
Her man raised her hand and screamed at her. On either side of his gaping mouth, white, frozen hands appeared. Seong Ha-yeon, covered in mud and covered in frost, shouted at Ichie.
“Damn it, kill it! Because it’s a summons!”
Then, covering her man’s face with her bare hands, she began to infuse her powers.
“Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”
The man who touched her hand went mad as she screamed. The dirt under her control was scattered in all directions, raising a huge cloud of dust. In the midst of it, the man struggled with her to get her Seong Ha-yeon off. Ichie carried her heavy body and jumped over her table in the dust.
“What, what! What!”
The man barely pushed her Sung Ha-yeon away and covered her face. It was as if she had made the mistake of blocking her vision with her own hands. Seong Ha-yeon stepped back a little and got into his stance, then he flew up in the air and kicked him in the head. She punches her opponent in the temple with a clean angle, and the man slams to the floor like a bowling ball and passes out. Seong Ha-yeon breathed out and put on her clothes again.
However, the dust that had lost control was still filling the room. Embarrassed Chunbae stopped her dance and screamed.
“What, what! Misaki-chan! Misaki-chan! Answer me! Answer me! Misaki-chan!”
In the dust, I could see Misaki’s shadow. Parted hair, and a sky-high dress. Chunbae was barely relieved in the midst of her anxiety, and she stretched out her hand towards Misaki. Misaki held Chunbae’s hand. The tips of his fingers trembled. The shadow staggered. Misaki hadn’t called Chunbae “Master.” Chunbae wiped the thick dirt from her face. Brown sweat trickled down his forehead.
“Mi-Misaki-chan?”
The dust was slowly clearing. I saw Misaki’s face. She stares into space, her head shaking as she hiccups. And a blue blade that pierced her chest from a little below. Chunbae couldn’t believe this situation.
“Uh, uh… ! Eww… !”
The blade spun before her eyes. Misaki’s body trembled with the movement, unable to overcome her pain. In front of Chunbae’s eyes, the blade rose straight up as if it were shooting out. The dust raged again. Misaki’s shadow split in half, and a cloud of her blood rose.
“Aaaaagh!”
Chunbae screamed.
*******
Now I really win Victory is just around the corner. Kim Joo-seong thought so and gave strength. He intended to put an end to it by giving all his strength to his legs and kicking him in the face. Jeong Su-hyeon was still stubbornly holding on, but there was no way for him to escape.
Kim Joo-sung exclaimed as he vigorously stretched out his back leg.
“Aaaaa!”
And at the same time, he felt his body lose all his strength. Just before reaching his kick, he saw Jung Soo-hyeon shake off his hand and run behind him. The kick that cut through the air left him staggering. Kim Joo-sung could not understand. Why are you so weak? Why doesn’t the body have strength? He felt like he was swimming in a large jellyfish. His body was too heavy and his limbs were limp.
“Eww… Ugh… !”
Jeong Su-hyeon, who had been wary of the situation for a moment, was rushing at him. Kim Joo-sung gritted his teeth and raised his arm to somehow block it. Arm barely raised. Through the gap, Kim Joo-seong saw Jeong Su-hyeon’s right arm shining dazzlingly.
The whole time he grabbed it and pushed it down, Jeong Su-hyeon’s left arm was accumulating damage. Silver trails embroidered the sky splendidly. Kim Joo-seong faced the flash of light that struck me as if it would blind me. I heard Suhyun’s voice.
“Fuck you!”
Jeong Su-hyeon remembered the teachings of the Almighty. When he and Kim Yoo-jung first met, he remembered how to punch Kim Yoo-jung taught him. He put his foot in front of him the best way he knew how, making the most of the recoil in his back and thrusting his arm out like a missile.
Bang!
Kim Joo-seong succeeded in blocking Jeong Su-hyeon’s fist with his arm. But that only resulted in being beaten with a cannonball over a cushion. The arm that blocked Jung Soo-hyun’s fist broke. His fists extended like bullets, penetrating muscle and bone crushed like tofu.
Kim Joo-sung, who was pressing his fist to the face, had to experience his own arm pressing down on my face. With the tingling sensation of a piece of metal hitting his face, Kim Joo-sung’s body floated in the air. His broken arm rattled.
Kim Joo-seong, who floated up in the air, fell to the floor. The ascent to the final was sweet and difficult, but the fall was short-lived. Jeong Su-hyeon gasped and looked at Kim Joo-seong. The collapsed Kim Joo-sung trembled her body.
Couldn’t lose He had many people to be responsible for. Because he was his grandmother’s hero. When he goes back, he is waiting for his grandmother who will give him a delicious meal while shouting that he is our baby. This much was cured with just a bandage. So he couldn’t lose.
The referee did not call for an end to the match even though Kim Joo-sung fell down. The two S-class hunters sighed and shook their heads.
“No!”
Kim Joo-sung stood up again. He screamed with his eyes closed. He shouted, staring into the air and raising his arms.
“No! I didn’t lose! I didn’t lose!”
He acted as if there was Jung Soo-hyun in front of him. He wandered through the air at random, waiting for Jung Soo-hyeon to hit him. Beyond the blurry vision, Jung Soo-hyeon was running again. He swung his already broken left arm at him. But it couldn’t fit right. Jung Su-hyeon, who lightly twisted her body to avoid it, thrust his fist into Kim Joo-sung’s stomach once again.
“Oooh!”
His fists dug deep into his stomach as much as his screams. His fist, which had dug more than a word, bounced Kim Joo-sung backwards as if a spring had been attached to it. Kim Joo-seong, who bounced on the floor once and rolled back and forth, struggled to get up again, only to raise his head upward like a dog.
Then, with his eyes rolled over, his body trembled and blood gushed from his mouth and nose.
“Turn it off…”
And he passed out with a short moan. There was no noise in the arena. It was full of shock and silence. People who muffled his mouth and people who blinked his eyes. Crying people holding sports betting papers, hugging each other and sharing joy.
It was only after Kim Joo-seong fell and a few more seconds passed that the referee stuttered and opened his mouth.
“Okay, the result of the match… Po, bomber Jeong Su-hyeon… Victory!”
Jeong Su-hyeon raised his hand as the referee declared victory. As if the general had signaled an assault, thunderous cheers began to pour from the arena. Jeong Su-hyeon received the cheers head-on and smiled broadly.
I heard the cry of the Almighty in my head.
“Good work. You didn’t give up until the end.”
“It’s thanks to Almighty Emperor.”
And he, too, slowly closed his eyes and passed out.
