Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 48

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Chapter 48

Byeolyeon Siман .

‘The eye that sees the heart of a separated lover’ – that’s what it means.

Realistically, it’s an impossible thing.

How could one see the heart of a lover who has already left?

The martial art passed down in the Heavenly Demon Cult, Byeolyeon Siман , contained such a paradox.

If one mastered Byeolyeon Siман, it meant they could see even the impossible.

It was one of the few martial arts that Hae-rang had liked in his childhood.

Not because of the technique’s power.

For a martial art learned in this barren place, the name was quite romantic.

Kiiing!

The Byeolyeon Siман that he had loved in his previous life manifested at this moment.

When the internal energy of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art is channeled into the eyes, one can see even distant places and pitch-black darkness.

What Hae-rang was trying to find while even mobilizing the Heavenly Demon Divine Art he rarely used.

“There he is.”

In the middle of the group of attackers.

There was someone blowing a flute while commanding the formation.

It was the leader of this group that Hae-rang had been searching for.

Whiriririk!

Hae-rang, who had been showing acrobatic movements, descends toward the ground.

The horse he had been riding had already galloped forward long ago.

But the place where he landed was not the earth.

Thwack!

The attacker at the very front.

Hae-rang’s foot struck precisely at the attacker’s temple.

From that fierce blow, the attacker’s body bounced away like a spring.

Hae-rang naturally stepped on the now masterless saddle and stood.

-So… so cool!

-Artistic score 10 points! No, I’ll give you 10 trillion!

-Wow! Amazing! Not only shooting arrows from horseback, but throwing hidden weapons from midair?

-He’s not called an assassin for nothing. Living up to the name.

-And where did you learn to throw assassination blades? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Look at that extreme sense of balance ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ It’s hard enough to ride sitting down, but they’re standing on their feet ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ

-I’m a gym rat and I’m so jealous. His core strength is insane.

-How the hell is he able to stand there like nothing happened? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-That scene just now will be in the highlights, right? It was so cool for real

-Totally agree, it absolutely has to be included. If you stage it together with a full moon, the impact would be insane!

-Editor, are you listening? You’ll be in big trouble if you miss this!

└Are you sane? The editor in charge is Gwanjong’s Mother

└Big trouble… has happened! She created such a perfect son like Gwanjong!

└ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Tallulah’s handling this like a pro

Hae-rang, having confirmed the leader’s position.

Suddenly, Hae-rang shakes off all the flying blades in his hands.

“There’s no need to kill them right now.”

A flood of question marks rises in the chat window.

After enthusiastically taking down enemies just moments ago, now he says he won’t kill them?

Hae-rang showed the reason through actions rather than words.

Tap!

Hae-rang leaps onto the saddle as light as a feather.

Hae-rang, who had opened the First Level of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, drew out one of his previous life’s martial arts.

Heavenly Demon Moon Shadow Step .

‘The moon has no shadow. Those who have mastered the Heavenly Demon Moon Shadow Step will be the same.’

The ultimate divine movement technique, said to be too fast for even the light that creates shadows to follow.

Hae-rang began to fully unleash the martial arts of his previous life in earnest.

Pababaak!

Indeed.

It was a speed that didn’t shame the name Heavenly Demon Moon Shadow Step.

If even the midday sun couldn’t create a shadow for Hae-rang.

How could mere moonlight possibly do so.

What was even more surprising was that Hae-rang’s feet, deploying the Heavenly Demon Moon Shadow Step, were stepping on something other than the ground.

Paat!

Pat!

Hae-rang’s feet continuously step on the attackers’ heads.

The opponents should rightfully resist, if only out of annoyance.

But none of them could do so.

Just when they thought something appeared before their eyes, it was already gone.

All they could feel was the dull impact transmitted from their heads and the hot friction heat.

“Squawk!”

“Such petty tricks!”

“Catch him! Catch him no matter what!”

“How can we catch what we can’t see!”

The chaos that had appeared among the Assassin Group now manifested among the attackers instead.

Just one person.

Hae-rang alone had changed the atmosphere of the battlefield.

‘One who uses the Heavenly Demon Moon Shadow Step shall be capable of Void Step.’

That was definitely what was written in the secret manual.

Void Step.

The ultimate advanced divine movement technique that treads upon empty air.

If you can create footholds where none exist, what’s so difficult about leaping off someone’s head?

Hae-rang suddenly became curious.

Since he was stepping on heads instead of empty air, shouldn’t the martial art’s name change too?

Surprisingly, the chat window provided that clear answer.

-Head Stepping lolololololol damn lololololol

-Whoa! What’s that now?

-Is this Super Wario? lololol It’s exactly like stepping on mushrooms lololol

-It is similar. Just that it’s incredibly fast.

-Super fast and super flashy Super Wario lololol

-Now I see why he didn’t kill the pursuers – he wanted to step on them;;;

-You, become my foothold!

The storm-like charge Hae-rang created made the chat window heat up like an overheated engine.

In contrast, Hae-rang’s heart and eyes were colder than ever.

Using Void Step, no, Head Stepping, he had drawn close.

To the leader of the assault group he had been searching for.

“You bastard!”

The leader was definitely different.

Unlike his subordinates who were just panicking, the leader thrust his sword while still mounted on his horse.

Hae-rang performing all sorts of stunts on horseback was beyond normal standards,

But the leader responding with a one-handed sword thrust was no ordinary person either.

Kwaaa!

Hae-rang’s speed using Head Stepping was truly phenomenal.

But it looked just as dangerous.

His full-speed charge toward the leader’s extended sword looked like a moth flying into a fire pit.

Spin!

So Hae-rang modified his posture.

He turned his body sideways, forming a giant horizontal line.

The leader’s sword thrust barely grazed his shoulder as it passed by.

Rip!

Part of his shoulder clothing was cut away.

But Hae-rang didn’t waver.

He had moved to let only that much get cut from the beginning.

The ultimate calculation of staying on his approach trajectory while avoiding the attack’s reach.

As always, the more precisely you calculate the margins, the greater the reward.

Hae-rang, who had shot toward the leader like lightning, extended both hands.

Grab!

What Hae-rang caught was the leader’s face.

Hae-rang’s body was already loaded with momentum from his charge.

Gripping the neck, Hae-rang’s body rotated like a windmill.

It was impossible for an ordinary human body to withstand that reaction force.

Crack!

With a grotesque sound, the leader’s body swayed greatly.

His body, which had looked precarious like an old tree weathering a typhoon, fell helplessly to the ground.

“Heave-ho.”

Hae-rang mounted the leader’s horse while tearing off the necklace around the leader’s neck with one hand.

Then he carefully examined the thin, elongated object hanging from the necklace.

“So this was it.”

The flute that had been commanding the Templar Knights.

It was the secret to being able to control the troops even amidst the thick sound of hoofbeats and battle cries.

Hae-rang took a deep breath and blew the flute vigorously until his cheeks puffed out.

Pireille~

The sound was quite poor.

A somewhat ridiculous deflated sound mixed with what’s called a ‘squeak’ spread across the battlefield.

Pirilli~

The sound, which didn’t match the performance he had just shown at all, made the chat window dance.

-What the hell lololololol why does the flute sound like that?

-Finally found it! Something Gwanjong Cheonma can’t do!

-That’s the most pathetic flute sound I’ve ever heard in my life lololol

-Hey hey. You can’t control the Templar Knights like that, you know?

-Do you know Gwanjong Cheonma’s weakness? His weakness is ‘he can’t play the flute.’

-So what lololol where would you even use that weakness

-He’s practically flawless

-How’s that different from saying he dies when his HP hits 0? lololol

However, there was a completely different reaction from the festive chat window atmosphere.

The Templar Knights who had lost their leader.

The Templar Knights who had been zealously pursuing the assassination corps turned their heads as if by agreement.

“This sound is…?”

“It’s not the usual sound.”

“There’s no way the Captain would make such a mistake…?”

“Don’t tell me! He’s been taken down!”

It’s true that he has no talent for the flute.

But he also didn’t try to play it well on purpose.

The reason Hae-rang tried to play the flute with clumsy skill.

That intention was simple and clear.

‘The owner of the flute has changed.’

So there was no need to play it well.

“Wh-what should we do?”

“Vice Commander! Where are you!”

“Please give us orders!”

“Damn, wouldn’t it be better to retreat for now?”

Hae-rang’s scheme hit exactly as intended.

The Templar Knights, having lost their focal point, couldn’t even agree among themselves.

Viewers who realized the truth behind the flute performance(?) slapped their knees.

-No way! Did the boss get taken down?! ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Ah, so he played the flute badly on purpose?

-Now that I think about it, that’s right. It’s not like he was going to control the kids with the flute, so this method is the best way to announce the captain’s death in one go

-I didn’t understand the attention-seeker’s grand vision and just talked nonsense ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

-The sin of not understanding the great Gwanjong Cheonma-nim’s intention! Repay it with donations!

【Eureka donated 20,000 won!】

【Gwan-father.. I finally understand..】

【Once a Day Grand Bow donated 10,000 won!】

【Honestly I thought it was stupid, but the real fool was me;;】

【Taijinha donated 30,000 won!】

【(Music) Sorry, I’m sorry~】

The Templar Knights fell into internal strife after their captain’s death.

Viewers celebrated, saying they would easily clear the Quest.

But Hae-rang wasn’t satisfied yet.

Before he knew it, the long sword the leader had used was in his hands.

Clack!

When he gave a signal with his leg, the horse raised its front hooves high and reared up.

“Neigh!”

Everyone’s attention was already focused due to the flute sound.

Hae-rang once again drew up the Heavenly Demon Divine Art and infused it into his voice.

Soon thunder and lightning burst from his mouth.

The name of that lightning was ‘Lion’s Roar.’

“How long will you keep running from the Templar Knights! Will you fight like this even when we reach Rome!”

“!”

Hae-rang was in the middle of the Templar Knights group.

So he was quite far from his companions.

But there was no problem at all.

The voice Hae-rang sent through ‘Lion’s Roar’ was enough to make their hearts burn hot.

-Wow! What’s that again! He’s literally a hero, a hero!

-For real, it suits you so damn well ㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷㄷ

-His skill at commanding troops is no ordinary thing?

-Gwanjong-nim, did you play war games a lot when you were young?

-It’s a picture.. riding a horse, raising a sword and declaring a counterattack.. it’s dazzling, so dazzling

-Gwanjong-hyung! I want to fight too! Should I connect to the capsule now!

-Stop it.. we’d fall off as soon as we mount the horse

-Hahaha wait, the assassins aren’t actually going to fight back instead of running away, are they??

Thud thud thud thud thud!

That ‘don’t tell me’ became reality.

The Assassin Brotherhood, who had been running away desperately, charged toward the Templar Knights as if nothing had happened.

“I’ve been waiting for this day!”

“Thank you, Elogio!”

“That was excellent skill! Elogio!”

“We gratefully accept your contribution!”

Tremble.

Gwanjong Cheonma’s eyebrows twitched vigorously with his eyes closed.

Yes.

This is exactly the taste.

The praise from viewers isn’t everything.

Though they were virtual characters, their evaluation made Hae-rang dance with joy.

“So then…”

Tonight, he planned to perform his final Sword Dance.

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