I Alone Am an EX-Class Summoner - Chapter 105

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I Am Alone EX-Grade Summoner Episode 105

4th World League

One of the London terror hostages posted something on a player-related forum.

Along with about a 15-minute video.

Translated, the content of the post went like this:

I was one of the London terror hostages, so check out this video.

The players who beat up those Muslim bastards weren’t Chinese, but North? No, I think they were South Korean… It’s just insane.

You can see the crazy, unbelievable scene where the hostages and captors switched places in an instant.

The video starts with the sound of gunfire going “Ta-da-da-da-da!” and the voices of masked men shouting “Get down!”

At this point, it’s safe to say they filmed almost from the very beginning.

It contained scenes of Jenos in action, and voices of Oje appearing to attempt negotiations with the masked men.

The nervously hidden filming scenes made the video’s tension even more prominent.

And.

The real highlight started when Baek Jin-woo stepped forward.

When he tore his clothes, and his subordinates stepped up to fight alongside him.

└ For real, this part is amazing!

└ How do you even think to step forward in that situation?

└ …Crazy.

└ Who’s that taekwondo girl? She’s super cute?

These were real-time comments.

Once the video views exceeded 1 billion, the platform even opened a real-time chat window.

└ Those terrorist bastards smiling makes me sick.

└ Ugh, sons of bitches who need to be destroyed.

└ Just wait a bit. Those bastards are about to become mincemeat.

The fight started quickly.

From striking down the muscular man’s head with a hand chop as he swaggered and butted heads, to dodging the punches of charging guys and lightly returning them, Baek Jin-woo’s movements were captured perfectly like a martial arts movie.

Was it from this point?

The video recorder now started filming openly instead of secretly.

Thwack!

With each strike.

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

“Kyek!”

The muscular men fell back or screamed as if it were all staged.

└ ????

└ ??????

└ ???

└ ????

└ ????????

└ ???

Countless question marks were collected in the real-time chat.

└ Does that even make sense?

└ Wow.

└ Those fists aren’t human?

└ For real, his hand speed is fucking fast. Isn’t this research material at this point?

└ For those guys, it’s horror movie level.

Until he caught the boss muscular man and his subordinates shouted unconditional surrender.

The video started with question marks and ended with question marks.

└ He’s really fucking strong…

└ The destructive power is insane but he’s basically a gentleman, right? Puts you to sleep in one hit lol

└ Still, there are too many kids groaning in pain for that…

└ Monster

└ Really that overwhelming talent you only see in comics

└ At this level, he’s really fucking scary? Those guys shouldn’t mess around even on peaceful days

└ God Jin-woo

└ Is that guy the Jinugod from when people say Jinugod, Jinugod?

└ Yeah, it was in the video. He was talking to Rachel really naturally

The video and its reviews spread rapidly.

Jinugod!

Baek Jin-woo became a global superstar before the 4th World League even properly started.

Naturally, South Korea went crazy.

Especially.

– That’s enough, Rachel.

– Drop that cringy title. Just call me Baek Jin-woo.

The scene of him speaking coolly while tearing his cotton shirt was made into highlight shorts and began spreading far and wide.

└ Wow.

└ Holy shit! That’s fucking awesome lol

└ Look at Baek Jin-woo’s style. Even as a guy I’d fall for him;;

└ Is that what he said to Rachel?

└ Jinu-god is pretty cringe though lololol

That Rachel.

One of the Five Emperors and world ranking 1st place.

World president, prime minister, emperor, chancellor, chairman, etc.

No matter what country’s head of state comes, they have no choice but to bow before her.

Asymmetric power comparable to a living nuclear bomb!

Speaking so coolly to such a person, how could it not cause an uproar!

Moreover.

The video of him solving what Oje couldn’t do with absurd force maximized national pride to the point of exceeding lethal doses.

No, at this level, even the term “national pride” is wrong.

National pride is an internet slang for being intoxicated by fantasies about one’s country and giving unconditional praise!

But this isn’t a fantasy.

It was genuinely impressive even from an objective standpoint.

Clearly imprinting South Korea’s status on people worldwide again, when it was known as something like China’s vassal state!

Now stories about ‘Jinugod’ were finally starting to pop up all over the world.

People always like and are curious about the strong.

Ranking historical generals and mixing all real martial arts to pit them against each other – it’s all for the same reason.

So naturally, much attention was focused on ‘Jinugod’ and he gained quite a fanbase.

Quite?

No, it didn’t seem to be at that level.

“Waaaaaaaaaaah!”

“Jinugod! Jinugod! Jinugod!”

“Long live South Korea!”

Crazy.

It’s the bizarre sight of foreigners shouting “Long live South Korea” in the middle of London.

It’s already been 3 days since the terror ended, but the shouting outside shows no signs of dying down.

“We’re getting too much attention, aren’t we?”

Yu Ji-a slightly lifted the window curtain and looked down.

Somehow they found out information about staying at this hotel, and countless crowds had gathered.

If it weren’t for the police and security guards surrounding the hotel, wouldn’t it have been a real chaos?

“That’s right.”

Baek Jin-woo currently had his fists in casts.

No matter how much he tried to hold back, it was amazing that no one got seriously hurt in such a sudden fight.

Fortunately, there were no cracked bones or anything like that, and it seemed like his ligaments were just slightly stretched.

This much was nothing.

He could recover quickly just by borrowing his summon’s power.

“What are they making such a fuss about, acting like I did something amazing.”

He didn’t care about anything else.

He just wished they would stop with that Jinugod nonsense.

Baek Jin-woo squeezed his eyes shut and cursed his middle school self.

Damn eighth-grader syndrome, it was all a sin!

“It really was amazing though….”

Yu Ji-a’s heart still raced whenever she thought about that moment.

Those terrifying terrorists.

The explosive situations she felt right before the confrontation.

“Were you always good at fighting?”

“No way.”

Baek Jin-woo chuckled.

Fighting?

He was too busy gaming to have time for that.

“But one thing’s for sure….”

Baek Jin-woo swept his gaze around the area.

All the guild members were sitting cross-legged training their breathing techniques, and Hunkyo was carefully watching over them.

Was it because they saw Baek Jin-woo’s overwhelming performance?

They seemed to be training more intensely than before, their eyes burning with determination.

“It seems I can’t neglect martial arts anymore either. Day of Peace, Day of Peace. I’d only heard about it in words…. This time I really felt it.”

Players needed to be strong too.

Only then could they be completely safe.

‘I need to research more ways to stay safe from guns, sniping, artillery and such.’

The most shocking thing this time was definitely the barrier cancellation.

Of course, that item itself probably wasn’t common, but Baek Jin-woo didn’t want to allow even the slightest gap.

‘I need to practice more.’

He didn’t know yet what martial arts Hunkyo would recommend, but he was willing to actively learn them.

“Waaaaah!”

“Baek Jin-woo! Baek Jin-woo!”

“Jinugooooood!”

People were still shouting outside.

Seriously, didn’t they ever get tired of it?

The hero who saved London from terrorism?

‘Attention isn’t good.’

Attention was the same as wariness.

Inducing the opponent’s carelessness was also part of strategy, but having to fight while excluding that card!

‘But well.’

Whether they were wary or not, he could just destroy everything anyway.

After roughly analyzing last year’s match videos, it seemed there wasn’t much to worry about.

What mattered was combat sense and control in unexpected situations.

“Yu Ji-a, don’t mind what’s happening outside either, just practice breathing techniques.”

“Me too?”

“Yes, doing this will make you healthier and help you live longer, probably.”

“Oh, then I’ll do it! Actually, I’ve wanted to try it for a while!”

“Hunkyo.”

– Yes, Master!

“Recommend a suitable mental cultivation method or technique for Yu Ji-a.”

– Understood, Master!

Baek Jin-woo watched Hunkyo bow his head in deep thought, then closed his eyes.

“Inhale, exhale!”

He breathed in and out.

Right.

Let’s just practice breathing techniques until the League.

That was the best option.

December 31st.

Early morning!

Countless players were entering the London Player Zone Arena.

Click-clack-clack-clack!

Only a few people from around the world who received permission could bring cameras inside, and they were filming everything for live broadcast.

“It’s Moscow Man!”

“Wow, he’s really as big as a bear.”

“Russia is one of the runner-up candidates too!”

Alexander Beskov.

The massive man led the Russian national team as he strode into the arena.

“Mr. Beskov, who do you think will win this tournament!”

“Are you forming alliances again this time?”

The journalists bombarded him with questions in English, but he didn’t answer.

Following his bodyguards’ guidance, he smoothly entered the arena.

A total of 92 countries had entered.

920 players.

Afghanistan and Pakistan, the countries related to this terrorism incident, were excluded.

If they participated, the major powers had declared they would turn both countries into the Stone Age, so they had no choice but to not participate.

Actually, there was nothing unfair about it.

After all, all the national team members from those countries were part of Zahir Shu’s Armed Group anyway.

[Time is running out!]

[Each country’s 10 players must enter the Player Zone in London, England before the event begins!]

[Failure to enter within the deadline results in automatic elimination!]

Tick, tick!

Time passed.

Countries around the world were filming and broadcasting live the current scenes from London.

– Yes, we’ve confirmed that all of South Korea’s proud national team members have safely entered!

– That’s right. Somehow our national team has already become the main players of this League, haven’t they?

– Captain Baek Jin-woo’s performance was incredible. Everyone’s watching to see if he’ll really create the miracle of reaching the semifinals as he promised the people.

– Actually, well. He’s already brought honor to the country! Hahaha! The whole world is already cheering for South Korea!

South Korea was the same.

As always, professional MCs and casters were deployed, and they had paid a high price for the arena broadcasting rights.

“Mom, Dad! Over here!”

Baek A-jin had gathered all the Yubaek City residents together.

Guild members and staff families.

On top of that, she distributed invitation tickets, one per person, gathering quite a large crowd.

“Sit here. Starting today, it’s going to be a festival for almost three weeks.”

Unlimited food!

Unlimited drinks and alcohol!

A huge beam projector and even a guesthouse!

It was Yu Ji-a’s idea that cheering together would strengthen the bonds between residents.

“Come on, Hong Ari’s mother over there, please come this way! Jaehyeok’s father! Over here! Right here!”

Naturally, the families of those Rankers were there too, and they had become quite close while preparing for the festival.

Yoo Baek had also finished his preparations for watching the League in his own way!

And.

Finally, when noon arrived!

[The World League begins!]

A system message appeared in everyone’s vision.

At last.

It was the start of the Fourth World League.

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