Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 162

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Episode 162
“Ha ha…….”
Watching Hae-rang raise his sword, Da-hong waved both hands dismissively.
“It’s a different dimension. A whole different plane of thinking.”
The strategy for conquering Bung-ta.
Orthodoxy dictated sweeping the legs to break the opponent’s stance.
But Hae-rang had posed a question to every Iron Fist gamer:
‘Why not just hit harder?’
Neither Hae-rang nor the ordinary gamers had made a mistaken judgment.
Only the standard of “harder” that Hae-rang spoke of was different.
“I always thought it was impossible to beat Bung-ta to death and clear it that way.”
At Da-hong’s words, Joint clicked his tongue in agreement.
“I concur. That man possesses the power to turn the impossible into the possible.”
Whoosh!
The sound of the Capsule door opening rang out with crystal clarity.
The venue now hardly seemed like the Iron Fist National Team Selection Tournament.
It looked far more like a “Iron Fist Library.”
Twenty-eight Singularities sat as silent as those who’d eaten honey—not a single mouth could open.
It was the remaining three members of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult who broke the silence.
“Hae-rang!”
“Hae-rang!”
“Hae-rang!”
The three rushed to the Capsule and draped their arms around each other’s shoulders.
The four of them bouncing in a circle looked almost endearing.
“You crazy bastard! You actually did it!”
“An All-Kill in the National Team Selection finals! That’s incredible!”
“And it’s a Perfect All-Kill! A record that’s never been set before!”
Under the barrage of praise from his teammates, Hae-rang’s body trembled faintly.
A match recorded in ‘7-Second Cut’—the shortest time ever.
And a Perfect All-Kill.
Every record was being rewritten into history.
The addition of “Untouchable” to the registry by Gonau Soft was one thing,
but at this rate, he deserved to be called a walking record-manufacturing machine.
Whoosh!
While the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult team cheered and pumped their fists,
the opposite Capsule door opened.
Park Je-young—the sacrificial lamb for this record.
What expression would he be wearing now, having become the very “stuffed” opponent he’d so feared?
“Out of my way! Goddammit!”
He stumbled out of the Capsule with a sheet-white face, running in desperation.
His hand never ceased kneading his lower abdomen.
Only one person would understand what kind of crisis he was facing right now—
and that was Hae-rang alone.
“Why is Park Je-young doing that, Hae-rang?”
“I suspect he’s currently running the most important race of his life.”
It was a wise inference.
Had he even once more thought to take another Bung-ta hit to the body,
the Capsule across from him would never be usable again.
“Now I think I can understand what you meant, Hae-rang.”
“Is that so?”
“You were trying to say that foreign champions await us, so what comes next is what truly matters, yes? That’s why you deliberately set all these records.”
A gentle smile blossomed at the corners of Hae-rang’s mouth.
There was nothing quite so satisfying as seeing your followers grasp the Cult Leader’s true intentions.
“Still, it’s all right to be joyful for now, isn’t it?”
“Of course. For my part, the trembling hasn’t even subsided yet.”
It was no empty flattery.
From the solo match to the team battle—
Hae-rang had seized every achievement within his grasp.
Back in those days.
When he’d first founded the new Heavenly Demon Divine Cult and established its foundation, this same fulfillment now enveloped his entire being.
It felt like a balloon was being inflated inside his chest, growing larger and larger.
[In a moment, we will proceed with the Iron Fist National Representative appointment ceremony. Staff members outside the stadium are welcome to move freely in and out.]
Boom!
With the sound of locks disengaging, the largest door at the center of the venue swung open.
Simultaneously, the manager, staff members, and reporters poured in as one mass into the stadium.
Every eye turned toward the large screen.
And as if on cue, they all dropped their jaws in unison.
[Team Heavenly Demon Cult]
That name—representing the nation in the Iron Fist team event—
filled the massive screen entirely.
* * *
Shotgun, South Korea’s largest gaming portal site.
It always had heavy traffic,
but today the number of resident users seemed to have multiplied several times over.
And with good reason.
Today was the day the roster would be decided.
The qualification for the National Team Selection Tournament.
[What do you think the roster will look like today?]
A post with a careless title and barely a few lines of text.
Yet this thread had been registered as the number one popular post.
It was clear how much attention gamers were paying.
-I still can’t understand why they’re keeping the selection closed to the public.——
-They must be up to some shady business behind the scenes, right?
-Tsk-tsk, tsk-tsk-tsk!
-What do you mean why? As technology advances, so does cheating.ㅋㅋ
-Wasn’t there that bastard who got caught with a receiver implanted in his ear last time?ㅋㅋ
-Singularities fouling each other just trying to win at any cost ㅉㅉㅉ
The National Team Selection, with broadcasting strictly forbidden and journalists kept at a distance.
So news spread faster through major communities like Hotshot.
Sure enough,
a user suspected to be an on-site staff member transmitted the information like lightning.
-Breaking : LOL ‘Singularity1′ team advances
-Breaking : Survival Ground Kim Si-hwan, Seo Jae-won, Han Seong-uk advance
-Breaking : Fever2041 Shin Ji-hoon advances
When the unexpectedly quick selection results were transmitted,
the users’ reaction was just “figures.”
-Sigh—— It’s the same old story every year
-How could anything unexpected happen when it’s just a Singularity family reunion?ㅋ
-Do we have to watch these bastards living off the public dime again?!
-Ahㅋㅋㅋㅋ If you’re so jealous, why don’t you try making the national team yourself?
-The roster is ㅅㅂ completely unexciting, they’re all just the same guys who got destroyed last year?
-Back in my day…Korea…was once called a gaming superpower, you know…
└Here goes grandpa again! Stop the nonsense and take your medicine!
The opinion, tinged with discontent, began to shift
right after information about the Iron Fist Nine was released.
-Breaking : ‘Team Heavenly Demon Cult’ confirmed for national team
-Breaking : ‘Team Heavenly Demon Cult’ roster: Cheon Hae-rang, Ye Da-hong, Ma Hyeon-bin, Joint
-Huh? Why does the Iron Fist result look like this? Is this a fake broadcast?
-That’s not a Singularity team?
-How is the team name Heavenly Demon Cult?ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Why is my face suddenly burning?;;
-Why are Ye Da-hong and Ma Hyeon-bin’s names showing up here?
└Did this bastard just crawl out of the Precambrian Era? They quit being Singularities ages ago ㅉㅉ
-Who is Cheon Hae-rang and who is Joint?
-Joint ㅅㅂ;; Looked it up and that’s Joint’s real name
-Why did heaven give him such a cool name and then saddle him with the surname Byeon? ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-Joint? That Joint who retired from the national team?
-You guys still don’t know Cheon Hae-rang? He’s the real name of Attention-Seeking Heavenly Demon
-Wow;; This team has all the individual match national representatives gathered together;;´
-Real talk, not a dark horse team but a straight-up dark horse team ㅋㅋ
-The Iron Fist category just blew up like a nuclear bomb lol
-Wait…so not a single Singularity made it through? Both solo and team matches?
-Blood’s about to spill soon, mark my words
-Is this something we’re actually allowed to get excited about?
-Real talk, Singularities just dodge international competitions anyway
Shortly after, official articles began appearing on portal sites one by one.
People’s primary interest was, naturally, the Iron Fist Nine.
[Following the solo match, the team match too! The upset from non-Singularities continues!]
[Team Heavenly Demon Divine Cult posing before reporters (PHOTO)]
-Wow! Beautiful people all around
-Yeah, except for the guy in sunglasses on the far right
-Ma Hyeon-bin you absolute goddess aaahhhhh
-The person on the far left is Cheon Hae-rang, right? Devastatingly handsome;;;
-As expected of the Blade Queen ㅠㅠ She’s on a completely different level of natural beauty compared to those Singularity freaks ㅠㅠ
-Given the team name, the visuals are actually pretty solid lol
-Jealous…that height, that face…and they game well too
-Lol but I’m still higher level in Hotshot than Cheon Hae-rang!
└If you’re crying along with me, you Hotshot loyalists, hit that upvote lol
-Love the photo of all four lined up in a row lol Looks impressive lol
-Ugh I can’t stand it, when can we watch the tournament footage?
-The Korea Capsule Association’s official site drops it tomorrow
-I’m an attention-seeker fan and time is crawling ㅠㅠ How am I supposed to wait until tomorrow?
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A day passed that gaming fans had spent biting their nails waiting through.
The Korea Capsule Association website flooded with countless users.
The excessive traffic was so severe the site crashed to a standstill several times.
The highlight videos hadn’t been uploaded yet.
Still, users poured in because of the live broadcast.
The association was planning to air the National Team send-off ceremony live.
Thirty-four gamers had been selected for the National Team.
Thirty of them were Singularities, and four were from the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
Da-hong, who had been scanning her surroundings with a cold gaze, suddenly let out a sigh.
“Seeing it this way, Hae-rang really does seem remarkable.”
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone except us is in league with each other, aren’t they? I’m beginning to understand what kind of state of mind Hae-rang must have been in when he was in America. And back then, he was completely alone.”
“Hmm.”
Hae-rang’s gaze swept across his surroundings.
Countless Singularities sitting in the waiting room before the broadcast.
They were subtly wary of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult group and shooting hostile glances their way.
For Ma Hyeon-bin and Da-hong, who had belonged to the Singularity collective until now, this would be an unfamiliar experience.
But Hae-rang’s expression suggested he actually welcomed it.
“Once you get used to it, it becomes rather enjoyable.”
“Enjoyable…? This isolated situation?”
“Whether it’s goodwill or malice—what matters is that we’re receiving attention, isn’t it? If anything, I’m grateful for it.”
After saying this, Hae-rang stood from his seat.
Did he truly welcome even this warped form of interest?
Da-hong watched the steady line of his back, left without words.
“GameDaily here! We have a question!”
“Battle Platform reporter Lee Woo-jin speaking!”
“Excuse me, I’d like to ask something too!”
Despite the spacious venue the association had prepared,
the press conference area bustled like a marketplace.
The questions had a tediously familiar quality to them.
How it felt to make the National Team.
What their preparations would look like going forward.
What resolve they would carry into this.
In truth, there was a question everyone really wanted to ask,
but not a single reporter dared voice it.
Offending the Singularities meant risking a media boycott—and that would be catastrophic.
But.
There was one at today’s press conference who meant to break that unwritten rule,
“GameSpot. Reporter Eun Min-seop.”
When his turn came, Eun Min-seop voiced the question everyone had swallowed.
“For the past several years, the situation where Singularities are essentially the National Team has continued. Now, having not managed a single victory in the International Competition—I’m curious what you make of it. And whether there’s a solution.”
“!”
Not just the Singularities, but the reporters around them cast startled glances.
The reporter’s lost his mind.
Did he take the wrong medication this morning?
Eun Min-seop must be quitting today.
That’s what everyone’s eyes were saying.
“Well…….”
Kim Si-hwan took the microphone on behalf of the Singularities.
Unexpectedly, his expression was remarkably gentle.
“This year will be different. We Singularities will pool our strength together.”
“I see.”
At Kim Si-hwan’s answer, the reporters’ attention swung sharply toward the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
Technically, non-Singularities were also included within the National Team.
To say that only Singularities would combine their strength meant they wouldn’t acknowledge the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
‘Much obliged.’
Thanks to that, Eun Min-seop was able to pose his question naturally.
Not as a journalist, but as a gamer.
As a citizen longing for South Korea’s advancement.
“This time I’d like to ask Cheon Hae-rang. You’ve become National Representative in both the Iron Fist solo event and the International Competition. What do you think of Korea’s record in the International Competition?”
Hae-rang grasped the microphone sitting on the table.
Then he fell into a solitary reverie.
‘How alike.’
Back when, to seize a new territory,
he’d gathered his followers and made a Heavenly Proclamation.
Hae-rang drew up the faintest aura that existed within his dantian.
A small fragment of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art he could use in reality.
He poured it into his mouth.
A martial art that could shake the chest rather than the ears with even the softest voice.
The Lion’s Roar.
“From this year onward, South Korea’s representative team will be different. Because now there’s more than just stagnant water.”
“!”
The reporters were struck with horror,
Joint clutched his head,
and the Singularities convulsed.

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