Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 188

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 188】

188. Avenger (3)

It had been a year already.
In the past, Kwon Han-ul had once drawn the attention of Catalina Blaga, an elder of the Blaga Family.
Catalina Blaga was a witch-like woman who enslaved people by stoking their desires. At that time, Ruin Aspadam, who served under Catalina Blaga, harbored intense jealousy toward Kwon Han-ul and eventually attempted to kill him.
The outcome was Kwon Han-ul’s victory.
Ruin Aspadam lost his life to Kwon Han-ul instead.
The problem was that Ruin Aspadam’s master stood right before me—Byeok Ryok-gwon.
Catalina Blaga—that woman had somehow managed to seduce and steal away Ruin Aspadam, who had been gaining attention as Byeok Ryok-gwon’s promising disciple at the time.
“I trust you won’t consider this question impertinent.”
Standing face to face with his disciple’s killer, Byeok Ryok-gwon displayed no particular emotion.
Whether that was genuine or merely an act was difficult to discern.
“He was a fool who abandoned his master for a woman, but Ruin was once my disciple. I believe I’m entitled to ask this much.”
Kwon Han-ul deliberated.
What was Byeok Ryok-gwon’s intention? And what frame of mind prompted such a question?
As I pondered, I felt a wave of indifference wash over me.
From my perspective, Ruin Aspadam was an opponent unworthy of respect.
Though his strength was considerable, his limitations were clear. The fact that he had been blinded by a woman and attempted to kill me was also a mark against him.
“I’m afraid I cannot say.”
Thus, Kwon Han-ul spoke his honest thoughts.
“He was not a remarkable enough opponent to warrant such sentiments.”
At those words, Byeok Ryok-gwon’s eyes widened. His gaze, now rigid, fixed itself upon Kwon Han-ul.
Kwon Han-ul watched him with slight tension, ready to respond immediately should he grow angry.
“…Ha, ha ha. So that was it.”
Yet Byeok Ryok-gwon did not rage. Instead, he laughed with an expression of relief.
“That foolish disciple of mine left not even the slightest impression upon his enemy.”
Soon after, his expression turned bitter.
“I shall apologize on behalf of my disciple.”
The Lightning Sage lowered his head. Kwon Han-ul, startled, hastened to stop him.
“Why would you apologize, sir?”
“It is only natural that I, as his master, bear responsibility for what my disciple has done.”
“That would place me in an awkward position.”
Strictly speaking, the Lightning Sage had no reason to bear responsibility for this matter.
Ruin Aspadam had been effectively excommunicated.
“Thank you for saying so.”
Byeok Ryok-gwon straightened from his bow.
Suddenly, I recalled an item sleeping in my subspace.
I opened my subspace and produced a neatly folded martial robe and the secret manual of the Byeok Ryok-gwon technique.
“These are items I obtained from Ruin Aspadam’s subspace. I’ve kept them all this time because I didn’t dare dispose of such treasures.”
Byeok Ryok-gwon’s pupils trembled as he beheld the relics I offered.
It was only natural. This martial robe was the very one he had bestowed upon Ruin Aspadam.
“…Thank you.”
Byeok Ryok-gwon placed the items I had given him into his subspace. Then he spoke to Kwon Myung-woo.
“Your grandson surpasses you. A dragon has been born in Heukcheon.”
“This damnable fool keeps spouting nonsense!”
Kwon Myung-woo erupted with a roar. Byeok Ryok-gwon laughed heartily.
“I shall take my leave now. My apologies for the intrusion.”
It was the moment Byeok Ryok-gwon turned to depart.
“…Master, I cannot accept this.”
The woman who had remained silent until now spoke up.
“That man murdered your disciple! How can you not be angry?”
“Raishin. Hold your tongue.”
“Master, I apologize. But I cannot simply let this pass!”
The woman cried out in fury.
“Yes, the disciple committed grave wrongs against you and us. But you said yourself that one day he would realize his mistakes and return! You told us that!”
“Raishin!”
Byeok Ryok-gwon’s voice thundered. Only then did the woman fall silent.
“…Raishin?”
At that moment, Kwon Myung-woo murmured in astonishment.
“I suspected as much. So you truly brought the Raishin of the Phantom Troupe.”
Kwon Myung-woo examined the woman with newfound intensity.
“I never recognized her because she always wore a mask. So this is what she actually looks like.”
The fact that Kwon Myung-woo reacted this way meant she was truly a formidable fighter.
I too began to take interest in the woman.
“To think I would encounter the rising star the Committee registered unanimously in the top ten of the world rankings.”
Top ten.
Compared to Bobo, whom I had fought earlier, it was an incomparably higher ranking.
“Did you say you wouldn’t stay quiet?”
Kwon Myung-woo unleashed his momentum. A vast wave of energy rippled outward in all directions.
“How audacious. Who exactly is reproaching whom here?”
Raishin gazed at Kwon Myung-woo, cold sweat dripping down her face.
No matter how high the top ten ranking, she fell far short compared to Kwon Myung-woo. He was one of the few absolute beings in the entire world.
“Should I tear out that tongue of yours so you regain your senses?”
“I shall apologize for my disciple’s rudeness.”
At that moment, Byeok Ryok-gwon stepped forward. He positioned himself in front of Raishin.
“An apology? You think words will suffice?”
“Calm yourself. The boy merely acted rashly, unable to contain his youthful vigor.”
“One cannot escape responsibility by citing age.”
Kwon Myung-woo showed no intention of letting this matter slide.
To him, brimming with pride in the Heukcheon Estate, Raishin’s actions had crossed a line.
Yet Byeok Ryok-gwon seemed equally unwilling to back down.
“Heukcheon’s First Fist. Must we settle this here and now?”
“There’s no reason we can’t. Are you afraid, perhaps?”
Both men unleashed their auras simultaneously. Two colossal forces collided in the empty air.
“I never imagined we’d come to blows in a place like this.”
“Spare me the pretense. You and I are both nothing more than fighters at heart.”
At Kwon Myung-woo’s words, Byeok Ryok-gwon’s lips curled into a smirk.
“Quite the mouth on you. Heukcheon’s fool.”
“Shut up and come at me. You senile wretch.”
Kwon Myung-woo clenched his fists. Byeok Ryok-gwon bent his knees slightly.
It was the moment they were about to collide.
“Excuse me.”
Kwon Han-ul slipped between them.
Both Kwon Myung-woo and Byeok Ryok-gwon were left speechless. Han-ul had casually inserted himself into the exact point where their auras clashed most violently.
“If you wouldn’t mind taking a look around before you fight, I’d be most grateful.”
Only after Kwon Han-ul spoke did the two absolute masters glance about.
The shockwaves from their auras had shattered every window in the surrounding buildings, and drivers on the road had abandoned their vehicles and fled in panic.
If merely releasing their auras caused this much damage, an actual battle would have been catastrophic.
“Ahem.”
“Cough.”
Both men cleared their throats awkwardly. They had nearly caused disaster in their excitement.
“Raishin.”
Kwon Han-ul turned to face the woman. She continued to glare at him with undisguised hostility.
“You said you wanted to avenge Ruin Aspadam?”
“Yes!”
“From my perspective, this is quite unjust. I was the one threatened first, and I was the one attacked.”
Raishin fell silent, finding no words to counter. Yet the enmity burning in her eyes remained undiminished.
It was not difficult to understand.
Vengeance is driven by the heart, not the mind.
Reason told her that Ruin Aspadam was at fault, but her heart refused to accept it.
“Since words seem unlikely to resolve this… I’ll offer you an opportunity.”
“An opportunity?”
“Let’s test ourselves against each other.”
Raishin’s gaze turned incredulous.
She was a Double-digit ranker in the top ten. Meanwhile, Kwon Han-ul was merely a rookie who had just completed the Heavenly Arena.
Though his abilities were praised as surpassing Triple-digit standards and rivaling Double-digit rankers, he could not compare to Raishin, who stood in the top ten.
“…Are you insane?”
“Then decide whether you will or won’t.”
Raishin fell into contemplation. Part of me wanted to accept immediately, but Kwon Han-ul’s intentions seemed suspicious.
“Hey, you bastard. What the hell are you suddenly saying?”
Kwon Myung-woo was equally flustered. He leaned in and whispered to Kwon Han-ul.
“Since I started this, I should see it through to the end.”
“Are you serious?”
Kwon Myung-woo asked as if he couldn’t comprehend. Kwon Han-ul merely offered an enigmatic smile.
In truth, my desire to fight Raishin had nothing to do with Ruin Aspadam—there was another reason entirely.
‘Raishin must have mastered the complete Byeok Ryok-gwon technique.’
I possessed multiple bloodlines.
By combining the powers each bloodline granted, I had reached a level where I could grasp the principles of skills I encountered for the first time and apply them to myself.
In the past, I had used this ability to reinterpret the Byeok Ryok-gwon technique left behind by Ruin Aspadam, creating a movement skill from it.
But the Byeok Ryok-gwon that Ruin Aspadam possessed was only half-complete.
‘If I fight Raishin, I might be able to advance Heavenly Path Road one step further.’
That was the first reason.
The second reason was simpler.
‘I’m curious.’
Raishin is a powerhouse ranked in the top twenty of the world rankings. Few fighters of such caliber exist across the entire globe.
‘How far will my pure strength take me?’
I had divided my own strength into two tiers.
Myself when using only the Black Dragon Bloodline purely, and myself when combining multiple bloodlines simultaneously.
If I used other bloodlines at the same time, Raishin would be no match for me.
But when fighting with pure strength alone, I didn’t know exactly how evenly I could match against Raishin.
“…Fine.”
Just as I was deliberating, Raishin spoke up.
“Let’s fight.”
Raishin glanced at Byeok Ryok-gwon as if seeking permission. After a long sigh, Byeok Ryok-gwon consented.
“Do as you wish.”
With her master’s approval, Raishin gestured toward me with a tilt of her chin.
“Follow me. We can’t fight here.”

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“This place should work fine.”
Raishin had brought Kwon Han-ul to a desolate plain outside the city.
Around them, Kwon Han-ul’s companions and Byeok Ryok-gwon watched the two of them.
“I never thought you’d give me an opportunity like this.”
Raishin spoke while loosening her body.
“I can’t say I’m grateful, but I won’t kill you.”
“How considerate of you.”
Kwon Han-ul replied with utter indifference.
After all, Raishin couldn’t kill him. If she did, she’d turn the entire Hukcheon Estate against her.
This revenge had no justification to begin with. No one would support her claim.
“Instead, I’ll crush you so thoroughly you’ll be crawling on the ground begging for mercy.”
Electric currents surged around Raishin as the center. Light exploded outward, painting the world white.
“Raishin the Envoy. I challenge you to a duel, Kwon Han-ul of the Hukcheon Estate.”
Kwon Han-ul took his stance. He awakened his Dragon Horse Qi.
Black aura spread like wildfire, consuming both sky and earth.
At the overwhelming sight of what appeared to be a black wall rising before her, Raishin’s pupils trembled slightly.
“Kwon Han-ul of Heukcheon. I accept your challenge.”
Raishin bit her lip and kicked off the ground.
Golden lightning tore across the plains.

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