Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 142

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Episode 142
“Doesn’t something feel off about it? Simply giving him a chance to use the Capsule?”
Jo Ho-jin smiled brightly at Hae-rang sitting across from him.
“If you’re going to give him a chance, might as well push him all the way. Don’t you think?”
“I’m not sure how to thank you enough.”
Hae-rang answered with genuine sincerity.
He thought it was already jackpot just being given access to the Capsule.
But then—
Jo Ho-jin’s ambitions didn’t stop there.
A personal sponsorship.
If an ambassador represents “Survival Ground,”
a sponsor represents the entire “Kraft” company.
He’d wear a suit provided by the company and attach badges and patches bearing the company name before stepping into the tournament.
Naturally, it meant far more sponsorship money than what ambassadors received.
“Save your thanks for when we close a major contract. We still have steps to take, don’t we?”
“Of course.”
However, the sponsorship agreement Hae-rang had signed was minor, not major.
Even Jo Ho-jin couldn’t get around that limitation.
Company policy dictated that major contracts were only available to those with “National Team” credentials.
A minor contract came with its own perks, but the treatment paled against a major one.
It was essentially a stepping stone toward an official contract.
So the condition for Hae-rang to achieve a major sponsorship was simple.
“You absolutely must pass this National Team Selection Tournament. I’ve essentially issued a promissory note to the company. If you don’t make it through the selection, I’m bankrupt.”
Jo Ho-jin laughed heartily as he said this.
An ambassador competing in the National Team Selection for a sport other than the company’s game.
That alone would’ve made anyone uncomfortable, yet Jo Ho-jin had to propose providing a training facility as well.
Although things seemed to progress smoothly, there must have been considerable friction behind the scenes.
Of course, Jo Ho-jin wasn’t the type to simply hand out money one-sidedly.
He had his own hidden agenda.
‘I can’t keep dangling from the Singularity sponsorship forever.’
Even when you threw money at them, those arrogant bastards.
With companies lining up to sponsor Singularity,
landing a sponsorship was impossible unless the terms were exceptionally favorable.
Rather than keep getting dragged around by people who barely worked,
this approach seemed worthwhile.
‘Instead of painfully recruiting an existing star, create a new one.’
If things went well, he could secure what had long been Kraft’s dream—the title of “National Team Sponsor.”
“I know Kraft continues to update the Korean map regularly.”
“Hmm?”
“The company clearly has deep affection for Korea. If I were to earn the Taegeuk mark, I think many people at your company would be very pleased.”
“You see things clearly.”
“You won’t regret this choice.”
His voice carried conviction.
There were many versions of Hae-rang in this world.
But among them, the strongest and most unstoppable was,
Hae-rang when he received recognition and expectation.
* * *

Hae-rang had just secured chicken another time in Conqueror Rank.
Praise flooded the chat window for a while.
Hae-rang, trembling in a dopamine shower, lifted his head.
“I’ll end Survival Ground here for today.”
-What? Already?
-You’re ending thirty minutes earlier than usual?
-No more overtime! No more overtime! No more overtime! No more overtime!
-Hey! Our Gwanjong! We’ll be lonely if you leave so early!
-Some kind of appointment this late at night?
-Wait, is he going on a date????
-He just plays games every day, how’s Gwanjong gonna go on a date…
-Solo Heavenly Demon! Solo Heavenly Demon! Solo Heavenly Demon! Solo Heavenly Demon! Solo Heavenly Demon!
“I’m not ending the broadcast. I thought you’d all be curious, so I wanted to show you my progress.”
-Progress? What progress?
-Progress, you say… Don’t tell me—
-Oh Jesus, I’m shaking
-Is he really going to show us?!
“Yes. Before I end the stream today, I’ll play one round of Iron Fist.”
-Ohhhhh! Finally!
-Whoa! The Attention-Seeking Heavenly Demon’s Iron Fist!
-How long has it been lol
-I wonder how much he’s grown ㄷㄷㄷㄷ
-Thump-thump
-Surely he’s not still Beginner Rank? lol
└You don’t know the rules, do you? You need at least Blue Rank to apply for the National Team Selection.
Hae-rang glanced at the chat window and grinned.
His smile radiated quiet confidence.
“Fortunately, I’m not Beginner Rank.”
Then he pressed the button to enter Iron Fist Nine.
Full Phoenix, the character Hae-rang mainly played, appeared on screen.
-Full Phoenix is here!
-Ooooooh!
-Is that really Full Phoenix? He’s changed a lot;;
-Why does he look so old ㅠㅠㅠ
-At this rate he’s almost at Geyachi level? lol
-Poor old man ㅠㅠ He has many years ahead of him
-Doesn’t matter if he dies lol Just switch to Demon and revive him
-Real talk, let’s see Iron Fist once or twice lol
The blood-red martial arts uniform was still striking.
But as the series progressed and time flowed forward, the youthful vigor of the past no longer showed through.
The fortunate thing was that it made no difference in-game.
In Iron Fist Nine, a gamer’s customized face appears exactly as set during play.
Gleam!
Golden wings burst forth on Hae-rang’s icon as he selected Ranked Match.
The viewers knew exactly what it meant.
-Oh!!! Gold Rank lololol
-What?! When did he hit Gold Rank?
-He was still Black Tier last time the announcement went up?
-Think about how fast Gwanjong hit Conqueror Rank in PUBG lol A month is more than enough
-Whenever he focuses on the game, the growth is lightning-fast lol
-Our Gwanjong’s already grown this big (tears)
-What if he runs into Da-hong today? lol
Hae-rang pressed the Ready button, and Full Phoenix’s bold voice rang out.
“Can you handle my power? Let’s go!”
Hae-rang’s choice was Ranked Match.
He could win easily in a regular game,
but that wasn’t what either he or the viewers wanted.
They craved a high-level tactical battle in Gold Rank.
Everyone’s attention turned to who Hae-rang would face.
<Opponent found!>
<Game starting soon!>
<Match Info: Full Phoenix (Gwanjong Cheonma) vs Yoshimitsu (Bu Seung-man)>
-Huh?
-It’s Bu Seung-man!
-Bu Seung-man shows up here lol
-This is going to be fun!
-Hey! Get the popcorn quick!
Hae-rang tilted his head upon seeing the viewers’ reaction.
“It’s Bu Seung-man, not… the other one?”
-lol That’s his nickname!
-He couldn’t win a single set in the International Competition, so his nickname became the losing version lol
-He used to be Singularity originally, but now the S marks on both sides are gone and only the name remains lol
—So he’s in his late thirties now, probably?
—Joint would have to yield to him. He’s a true pioneer gamer lol
—Practically an elder among Capsule Gamers lol
—How does he go to international competitions for ten years with ^zero^ wins
—And the character he plays is Yoshimitsu ^too^
—But he’s still alive somehow;; He was just playing around in Gold Rank this whole time?
—His match history is pretty flashy tbh
“Ah, so…….”
Hae-rang’s eyes suddenly gleamed with sharp intensity.
“So you were a Singularity in the past, and you also have the experience of being an Iron Fist National Representative?”
—Why’s he staring like that? Scary
—lol his expression just completely changed
—Seeing Gwanjong’s reaction, I think Bu Seung-man is screwed lol
—That’s the look of a beast that found its prey
—This suddenly feels like an important match;;.
“It’s a meaningful match.”
It carried symbolic weight.
A former National Representative facing a gamer challenging for the National Team for the first time.
If he couldn’t beat a retired National Team member, how could he possibly make it through the National Team Selection?
For Hae-rang, this was a game he absolutely had to win.
—Gwanjong! You don’t know much about Yoshimitsu, right?
—That character’s got Iron Fist Nine and he’s seriously broken;;.
—A cowardly bastard bringing a sword to a bare-hands fighting game
—Honestly, the sword’s one thing, but nowadays there’s even a bastard who uses guns lol
—Gwanjong, the thing about Yoshimitsu with the sword is, if he uses ‘Sky Kong Kong’……
“I know. Low attacks don’t work on it, right?”
—Oh! You know?
—lol no way
—Well, if you’re Gold Rank you’d know most character skills by now
—That’s completely different from Iron Fist Seven!
Hae-rang’s answer sent anticipation surging through the Viewers.
In Break the Joint, he’d had to offer advice for every different opponent.
But Hae-rang no longer needed such basic guidance.
The results of his solitary training in America were manifesting right here.
“Thank you in advance.”
Before diving into the game, Hae-rang offered a greeting to Bu Seung-man.
“Hello! I don’t think we’ve met before?”
“No, sir. I only recently made it to Gold Rank.”
“Ha. I see. You’d do well to stay focused. The players in Gold Rank are on a completely different level from anyone you’ve faced so far. One wrong move and you’re done for.”
Hae-rang smiled softly.
His manner of speech and bearing reminded him of figures from the past.
The elders of sects who had once held sway in the Martial World.
The pride of an aged expert resonated in every word.
[So you’re Cheon Hae-rang. Coming alone to challenge me to a duel without a shred of fear. Don’t expect to walk away unscathed today.]
He’d met countless elders, but the outcome was always the same.
Unable to bear watching their disciples beaten down in the duels, the elders stepped in themselves,
and collapsed foaming at the mouth beside their disciples sprawled on the ground.
—Why does Bu Seung-man talk like that? Like some old man lol
—Is that his concept these days?
—Either way, those Gold Rank bastards’ tier pride is something else lol
—The way he’s acting all high and mighty, he must’ve had a winning streak in the international tournament, huh?
—Don’t even mention the dark chapter of the National Team’s history lol
The Viewers were apparently finding Bu Seung-man’s persona strange as well.
Because despite his manner of speech, he was only now in his late thirties.
<Mission: Defeat Bu Seung-man!>
<Mission Money: +50,000 Won>
A match against a former National Team member and ex-Singularity.
What’s more, it was the final game before the stream ended.
The Viewers’ mission bets skyrocketed beyond control.
<Mission Money: +20,000>

Hae-rang’s eyes widened slightly.
In a matter of moments, mission money equivalent to hundreds of thousands of won had accumulated.
With more viewers watching, more people were joining in on the missions.
‘Picking Iron Fist on a whim was the right call.’
Hae-rang rolled his neck with a satisfied smile.

Yoshimitsu’s skin was quite flashy.
A full-body suit crafted with nano-tech, paired with a crimson light sword.
Compared to it, Full Phoenix—wearing nothing but a single blue martial arts uniform—looked almost shabby.
As a former Singularity, he wouldn’t be the type to obsess over skin costs.
“Ha!”
Yoshimitsu’s crimson light sword danced through the air.
Hae-rang kept his composure, defending against the dazzling techniques without losing focus.
Clang! Clang!
Bu Seung-man’s eyes widened at how cleanly Hae-rang was deflecting every strike.
More than that, Hae-rang was even chatting with the viewers while fighting.
“Among those watching here, I’m sure some of you are seeing Iron Fist Nine for the first time, right?”
-Me! Me!
-Now’s not the time to talk ;;
-He can talk; he’s blocking everything anyway lol
-That defense is insane ㄷㄷㄷ his reaction speed is completely broken!
-What’s different about Iron Fist Nine?
“There is.”
Yoshimitsu’s mid-level strike entered Hae-rang’s blue field of vision.
Fast startup, but blocking it grants over ten frames of frame advantage—a technical masterpiece.
Hae-rang rose from his seated stance and blocked the attack.
-Whoa!
-Half-speed what ㄷㄷ
Then, using core strength, he traced a semicircle through the air.
Blazingly fast. Perfectly precise.
The Hyper Motion—one of Iron Fist Nine’s new systems.
Execute a command input twice as fast, and it triggers a critical-hit skill.
Obviously the startup is quick, and on hit it deals bonus damage.
There’s even a special effect to accompany it.
Boom!
“Gwargh!”
An exclamation mark erupted above Yoshimitsu’s head as he rocketed backward.
That symbol was the hallmark of the Hyper Motion.
Toward Bu Seung-man, whose face had gone pale, Hae-rang charged forward like a runaway locomotive.

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