The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 51

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Chapter 51
From childhood, Hwang Beom-young had witnessed countless battles between hunters, and even to his experienced eye, Chicken Bulssdagu’s swordsmanship was extraordinary.
‘A martial artist wielding a blade with such skill?’
This was crucial intelligence about the Opponent Player—far more than mere personal interest.
In the upper echelons of rankings, a player who excels exceptionally in one discipline holds a far greater advantage than one who dabbles competently in many.
But at the absolute pinnacle, the rules change entirely.
Monsters who master two or more disciplines dominate the highest ranks with overwhelming win rates and devastating damage output.
Among all combinations, the most formidable pairing was physical combat and magic.
“Is she insane? Revealing her hand like this.”
From a spectator’s perspective, it was naturally advantageous to witness, yet considering the tournament’s first match was a battle royale, concealing such skill could prove a sound strategy.
Her transparent display of ability set Beom-young’s mind spinning once more.
‘No, wait. This is just practice. She’ll naturally compete as her original Constellation in the main tournament. Is she deliberately muddying the waters of her true strength assessment?’
As these thoughts consumed him, a new round of one-on-one combat commenced, and the blade in Chicken Bulssdagu’s hands transformed.
From a katana to a Western longsword.
She appeared to be testing various weapons, searching for the one that suited her best.
Whether through expertise or natural talent, Chicken Bulssdagu wielded whatever blade she chose with considerable proficiency.
‘A solid combination. With martial arts as her foundation, she possesses an absolute advantage in close-quarters combat.’
Closing the distance in a heartbeat as their blades clashed, Chicken Bulssdagu swept her opponent’s leg and drove her blade toward their throat.
Critical hit.
The Opponent Player’s HP plummeted mercilessly.
In reality, it would have been over.
Judging by her swordplay form, she seemed capable of fighting even more effectively in actual combat.
While her real-world technique targeting vital points would trigger criticals consistently, God Opal being a virtual reality game meant players didn’t perish so easily in a single blow.
Any non-novice ranker would quickly adapt to that gap.
As expected, the Opponent Player—who would have been dead long ago in reality—hastily gulped down a recovery potion and retreated in panic.
She activated a Constellation skill.
In that instant, Chicken Bulssdagu’s eyes blazed with light.
“!”
Now that he looked closer, this Constellation’s swordsmanship was equally formidable.
The comment section erupted in chaos, questioning where on earth this Constellation had come from.
One player possessing two exceptional Constellations was unheard of.
As Hwang Beom-young watched Chicken Bulssdagu and this unfamiliar Constellation display their remarkable blade mastery, he found himself increasingly absorbed—until he caught himself and frowned.
“….”
I want to fight her.
A subtle mixture of anticipation and wariness washed over him—the possibility that Chicken Bulssdagu’s strength might rival his own.
Hwang Beom-young clicked his mouse and positioned his fingers over the keyboard.
—[User (IDontCareWhoYouAre) donated 1,000 won: She’s trash lol gonna get destroyed at the tournament]
Yet Chicken Bulssdagu showed no reaction, apparently having muted the chat.
The Opponent Player fell.
Hwang Beom-young watched through the next round as Chicken Bulssdagu flew about wielding dual short swords, then finally shut off the broadcast.
I couldn’t watch anymore.
An inexplicable heat and fierce competitive spirit drove the match forward.
* * *
It felt like I’d returned to my glory days.
【You’re good at everything.】
“I’m pretty decent. Hehehehe!”
I boasted playfully in a good mood, but instead of scolding me, Sword Dragon smiled with satisfaction.
【I like it. I wish I’d discovered you before that guy did.】
“Who? Kkolkkalpi?”
【Yes.】
“You too? This guy’s popularity is insane.”
【You understand well. Many Constellations desire you. Have more confidence in yourself. That will become your true strength.】
“…?”
That wasn’t the reaction I expected.
Unlike Kkolkkalpi, Sword Dragon’s response was serious yet positive, and I found myself hesitating before nodding in agreement.
“Well, sure.”
It wasn’t as fun as getting teased, but this wasn’t bad either.
Anyway, it had been so long since I’d wielded a sword that I was uncertain, but the feeling was better than expected.
Whether combat senses are all fundamentally similar, or whether I’m the natural genius those sports instructors used to talk about, I couldn’t say—but I quickly grew accustomed to it and found myself enjoying it.
Of course, that didn’t mean my skill with a sword matched my primary expertise in hand-to-hand combat.
But if I used my head well in this Battle Royale, I gained an objective confidence that I could make something work.
【Choose a weapon you like.】
“A one-handed sword for now.”
【Why?】
“Using one hand leaves the other free, making it easier to grapple. If you think of it like chicken, it’s half seasoned, half fried.”
There’s a unique appeal to it.
【Good. You understand your strengths precisely.】
The fencing and kendo seniors had seriously suggested I try that too, so maybe I should have put in more effort back then.
My life goal had been the Olympics since childhood, so I wanted to focus on taekwondo, and honestly, since kendo isn’t an Olympic sport, I didn’t want to touch it.
Whether kendo or fencing, they felt somewhat dull for someone like me who particularly loved grappling.
But practical swordplay without sports regulations was different.
You could swing a sword and throw a punch.
“Then let’s begin.”
When I turned the broadcast back on, live comments flooded in.
—Came to watch after seeing it on the site
—When’s the next match?
—Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out! Host come out!
—Oh, there you are
gg
The matchmaking began.
The map was a peaceful Cheonggyecheon with towering buildings rising like a forest, arched bridges spanning between them, and a gentle stream flowing through.
The background was bathed in the soft, twilight glow of late evening—neither too bright nor too dark.
[Ready]
My opponent was a tall female character with long flowing purple hair and golden eyes.
I immediately equipped my sword.
Since this was a combat game, long customized hair didn’t interfere with battles at all.
Even if the hair covered my eyes, I could see perfectly fine ahead.
【Next match, let’s try a battle royale or territorial control mode. One-on-one duels are good for building individual skill, but they have the disadvantage of limited weapon variety.】
“Okay.”
In one-on-one duels, the weapon quality available during the preparation phase was top-tier, but there was only one option.
Moreover, once selected, it couldn’t be changed until the game ended.
That was because one-on-one duels weren’t about gear advantage—they measured objective skill when wielding weapons at the highest level.
What mattered here was the Player’s skill and Constellation power.
After purchasing a one-handed sword and a few items, I touched the ready button, and the battle began immediately.
[Fight!]
The people strolling through Cheonggyecheon suddenly became aware of us and fled.
My opponent charged forward.
I dodged the attack lightly, and the sword crashed down onto the ground.
Boom!
“?”
It wasn’t even a greatsword, yet she was swinging the one-handed blade like an axe.
The Opponent Player’s sharply gleaming golden eyes locked onto me as she lifted her sword from below upward.
Whoosh!
I evaded the bursting ranged skill and stepped into the shallow water.
Splash splash splash.
Aside from the weapon change, the Player’s basic skill composition and control were identical to hand-to-hand combat, so it wasn’t difficult.
Close-range attacks, ranged attacks, weapon aura ultimate, defense, evasion, acceleration.
Hah!
I cast a basic close-range skill and slashed horizontally with my sword, causing the Opponent Player to leap back before charging again.
Her swordsmanship was rather sloppy, but judging by her movement, she was a veteran.
Red Star muttered.
【Her sword skill is somewhat inexperienced, but from the way she moves, it seems she’s stronger in close combat like you.】
I agreed.
‘Is this an alt character?’
I wasn’t sure how we ended up meeting like this, but my fists were itching.
It seemed my opponent felt the same way.
The moment our blades clashed, as if by agreement, we both threw punches at each other.
Bang!
A direct hit to the face.
‘She hits pretty hard.’
Mutual critical hit.
I was somewhat startled, but my opponent didn’t seem surprised at all.
Being a top-ranked one-on-one fighter, I had some notoriety, so it seemed my opponent had already figured out my main strategies.
The Opponent Player immediately swept their leg at me the moment our fists connected.
‘As expected, they’re a martial arts specialist.’
I ducked beneath the incoming kick aimed at my head, tapped the skill window, and slashed my sword diagonally upward.
A ranged skill.
Crack!
My opponent hastily blocked with their sword, but damage still registered.
They glared at me fiercely.
The Opponent Player’s golden eyes gleamed as they cast a Constellation area-of-effect skill.
Boom!
Golden lightning spread like a spider’s web and erupted all at once.
Boom, boom, boom, crash!
I retreated as far as I could, but got caught in the blast midway and took damage.
‘Damn. I got hit by that.’
Against the golden fireworks illuminating the dim air, I heard the realistic screams of the NPCs watching from the sidelines.
Come to think of it, I nearly died playing yesterday and here I am doing this.
As my body was sent flying high by the tremendous recoil, my opponent’s golden eyes left afterimages as they rushed at me with lightning speed.
I was essentially in a state where I couldn’t fight back.
‘Can I even block this?’
I twisted my body and swung my sword, barely managing to block the blade near the hilt.
In that instant, I saw it.
When our blades clashed, my opponent’s wrist became completely exposed, so I naturally released my sword and dodged while grabbing their wrist.
“?!”
I felt my opponent freeze from the unexpected counterattack.
In that brief moment of descent, I hooked one leg around the Opponent Player’s torso, grabbed their head, and slammed them toward the ground with all my weight.
Crash—boom!

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