The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 18

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 18

[Look at that movement! Swift and precise! Remarkable!]
[With overwhelming power, another victory is claimed!]
[Hmm, that Lord with a Sworn Servant must be enjoying themselves, wouldn’t you say?]

The Consecutive Victory Tournament was unfolding simultaneously across multiple venues.
Everywhere, countless players clashed, triumphed, and fell in defeat.
And those who broadcast their battles.
Broadcasters tasked with entertaining the Lords who watched the combat.

[Hmm, yes. I should win this one handily.]
[Is this your third consecutive victory? How enviable. You chose your Sworn Servant well.]
[Sigh, meanwhile that pathetic one over there….]
[That one should be cast out the moment they return.]

The Lords delighted in watching their Sworn Servants excel, and occasionally clicked their tongues in disappointment.
Most Lords had wagered 1,000 coins on the Consecutive Victory Tournament.
Not insignificant, but hardly a fortune either.

[This time, I’d hope to at least triple my investment.]
[You seem to have brought a decent Sworn Servant. Shouldn’t it be possible?]
[Think of it as mere entertainment. Whether we lose or gain hardly matters, does it? Achieving the maximum multiplier is an impossible feat, after all….]

The maximum profit obtainable from the Consecutive Victory Tournament was 15,000 coins.
At that amount, even the Lords could not ignore it.
Yet the Lords showed little real interest. They understood, after all.
How difficult it was to achieve maximum profit.

[Tsk, a level 60 can’t even manage five consecutive wins? You brought garbage.]
[Indeed, high level alone doesn’t solve everything.]
[Has any Sworn Servant ever achieved 15 consecutive victories? The administrators must have set the difficulty wrong. Who would expect anyone to clear an event like this….]

To claim maximum profit, one had to achieve 15 consecutive victories.
The Consecutive Victory Tournament had been held three times thus far, yet no Sworn Servant had ever achieved 15 consecutive wins.
The highest record was merely 12 consecutive victories.
It spoke volumes about the tournament’s difficulty.
The greatest challenge was the absence of respite.

“Huff, huff, huff… w-wait. Just… give me a moment to catch my breath…”

[Combat will continue.]

“No, this can’t be!”

No matter how formidable a player might be, stamina was not infinite.
Mana was no different. Prolonging a battle meant stamina and mana would inevitably deplete, and combat effectiveness would deteriorate accordingly.
Dragging out the fight incurred penalties, so there was no way to buy time.
What happened when such a player faced an opponent who still had reserves to spare?

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

[Oh dear, what a shame. Lerwork, the dwarf known as Stone Mountain who had achieved seven consecutive victories, has fallen! He returns empty-handed with no rewards to show for it!]

Even a player on a winning streak crumbled helplessly.
The Lord who had sworn to this warrior let out a sigh upon witnessing the defeat. The commentator’s words felt so grating, as though deliberately pouring salt into the wound.
But what could be done? The loss was already sealed.

[Well then, I should take my leave. My sworn servants…]

Wooooooah!

The disappointed Lord was about to leave his seat.
Then, cheers erupted from somewhere. The commentators were shouting.
The commentators’ duty was to entertain the Lords.
They would cheer at the slightest provocation. So he had intended to ignore them, but…

[Hmm, that human shows promise…]
[His combat ability and judgment are quite solid. More than anything, he appears to have considerable experience? There’s something about him—the bearing of a warrior seasoned in real combat.]
[You sensed it too? That’s precisely why it’s strange.]

Other Lords were conversing about someone.
The Lord who had been about to depart glanced at what they were observing.
His eyes widened progressively.
It could not have been otherwise.

[Lightning-fast movement! Incredible speed! Relentless!]
[Can he respond? It’s far too swift to react to! Ah! He failed to respond! He’s sacrificing flesh to minimize damage!]
[Raigen, with his left arm shattered, counterattacks! But!]

The battle unfolds before us.
A colossal lion-human against a relatively frail human frame.
The beast-man, his left arm hanging limp, unleashes a roar of lion’s breath, lunging to tear at the human’s throat.
But the Lords watching knew the truth.

[Afterimages! They scatter! Once more!]
[Raigen cannot respond!]

There was no way the human could be struck by that attack.
The afterimages dissipate. Between them, the human’s fist materializes, striking the lion-human squarely, and crimson winds tear through his body in shreds.
The victor is decided.

[He’s down! Twelve consecutive victories! The nameless warrior has achieved twelve consecutive wins! Tying the previous record of the Consecutive Victory Tournament!]
[Unbelievable. Isn’t he level 10? Yet he fought Sworn Servants at levels 40 or 50 and didn’t merely hold his ground—he overwhelmed them completely.]
[Indeed. With each advancing round, he grows stronger still, which is utterly astounding. Yet twelve consecutive victories… surely he must be reaching his limit?]
[That’s right. Twelve consecutive victories means…]

A warrior who reveals neither name nor face.
He has achieved twelve consecutive victories.
What astounds them is that he is merely level 10.
The Lords observing the battle displayed shock and bewilderment.

[A level 10 human capable of fighting like that? Is it even possible?]
[He’s equipped with nothing but S-rank skills in succession. Even his gloves are extraordinary. Could some Lord have deliberately pushed him forward?]
[Nonsense! At that level, a Lord would be taking a loss.]
[Besides, you know as well as I do. Granting such skills without compensation is no simple matter. Especially for a level 10 player…]

The Star Lords possess omnipotent power, yet they are not omniscient.
Sponsoring players comes with numerous constraints. Making a level 10 player that formidable is impossible.
Above all, the cost-benefit simply doesn’t justify it.

[Then he grew through his own strength? By consuming those skills?]
[That makes even less sense.]
[Hmm…]

It was impossible.
Yet that impossible thing was unfolding before their eyes.
The Consecutive Victory Tournament continued simultaneously across multiple venues, but every Lord’s gaze was fixed on a single arena.
The battlefield where the nameless warrior, Han Yu-sung, was fighting.

[It defies all logic.]
[Could it be…?]

A singular thought crystallized in the minds of the Lords.
An impossible notion, a possibility hovering near zero.

[Will someone achieve 15 consecutive victories today?]

Fifteen consecutive victories in the Consecutive Victory Tournament—a feat no one had ever accomplished.
Someone might reach that summit today.
A level 10 player, no less.

* * *

Crack!

“Ugh!”

My fist pierced through the monster’s heart.
The creature coughed blood and collapsed, dissolving into light.
The Blood Soul Arena greedily absorbed the blood the monster spilled.

[The victor of the Consecutive Victory Tournament has been decided! Level 10 Nameless Warrior!]
[That’s 13 consecutive victories. Unbelievable!]
[Combat will continue.]

Han Yu-sung exhaled deeply.
I had fought without pause, thirteen times in succession.
Exhaustion was inevitable. I could feel fatigue accumulating in my body.
Yet with each passing moment, my movements and attacks grew sharper.

[The 14th battle begins!]
[Level 10 Nameless Warrior VS Level 55 Nam Goong-cheon!]

It was thanks to the Spirit of Blood Ghost’s legacy.
Blood Wind Fist Technique and Blood Soul Arena grew stronger the more blood was spilled—or in other words, the longer the battle continued.
That buff disappeared once combat ended.
But the Consecutive Victory Tournament was a place where battles raged without pause.

‘The buff would never fade.’

The fully amplified Blood Wind Fist Technique and Blood Soul Arena were overwhelmingly powerful.
The moment combat began, Han Yu-sung stepped into Gale Step and ambushed his opponent with Blood Flash, overwhelming them with unexpected force before dispatching them efficiently.
It was a fighting style designed to minimize stamina and mana consumption.

Shiiiiing!

“What a wicked stench of blood! Are you a heretic?”
“Does it seem that way?”

This opponent, Nam Goong-cheon, possessed considerable skill.
Judging by his name, he hailed from the same world as the Spirit of Blood Ghost. Nam Goong-cheon unleashed sword auras in the shape of blades, attacking Han Yu-sung relentlessly.

“Take my blade!”

Nam Goong-cheon charged forward alongside the sword auras.
Han Yu-sung calmly traced the trajectory of each aura, waiting for the perfect moment.
And when the auras were upon him—

Whoooosh!

“Ugh, gack?!”

He swept all the incoming auras away with Blood Wind Flow.
The violent blood wind tore through the arena.
Through that gale, magic missiles shot forth and struck Nam Goong-cheon’s sword wrist with a sudden assault.
Nam Goong-cheon’s brow furrowed at the unexpected attack.

Crackle!

…!

Han Yu-sung’s spinning blade descended like a hawk, striking Nam Goong-cheon with devastating force as lightning swept across his body.
Nam Goong-cheon exhaled smoke from his mouth, gasping for breath, and Han Yu-sung stood before him.
Condensed within his fist was Blood Wind compressed to its absolute limit.

Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!

His fist tore across Nam Goong-cheon’s solar plexus.
The Blood Wind erupting alongside it consumed his entire body. Nam Goong-cheon, his form shredded to ribbons, collapsed without even a scream escaping his lips.
It was, quite literally, a one-sided massacre.
Considering this was the fourteenth battle, the disparity was almost unbelievable.

‘The level gap can be narrowed through Divine Descent.’

Up to levels 50 or 60, it’s possible to narrow the gap to some degree.
Beyond that, it becomes a matter of skills and items.
And I possess four S-rank skills.

‘Having even a single S-rank skill by level 60 would be a miracle.’

The same applies to items.
Having even one Legendary-grade item would be a miracle. With Mythic-grade items in my possession, I have no choice but to hold the advantage.
The only concern remaining is the consumption of health and mana.

Whoooosh!

[Activating passive skill, Spirit of Blood Ghost.]
[Absorbing life force and mana from Nam Goong-cheon.]

That too was resolved by my passive skill.
Spirit of Blood Ghost had an effect that once per hour, upon defeating an opponent, would absorb their life force and mana.

[This is your 14th consecutive victory.]
[If you forfeit here, you may claim half of the rewards earned thus far. Should your streak fail, you will lose everything.]
[Will you continue the battle?]

A message appeared that I had never seen before.
A message attempting to dissuade me.
It carried the nuance of hoping I would surrender and leave.
I let out a scoff.

“I will continue the battle. Right now.”

If I were going to give up, I wouldn’t have started in the first place.
The message faded upon hearing Han Yu-sung’s answer, then disappeared entirely.
And beyond that barrier, a figure emerged from behind the iron bars.

[Beginning the 15th battle.]
[Lv.10 Nameless Warrior VS Lv.60 Luckel.]

A man wielding a staff.
Upon seeing Han Yu-sung’s face, he smirked and unleashed his magical power.
Instantly, countless monsters materialized all around him.

“Do you truly believe a mere warrior can withstand this many?”

A summoner. And a rather skilled one at that.
Han Yu-sung surveyed the monsters lurking in every direction.
Nearly forty of them. An overwhelming number to face alone.
Especially for a warrior who had endured fourteen battles already.

“There’s nothing I cannot overcome.”

Yet all of that was irrelevant to Han Yu-sung.
I clenched my fists and stomped the ground.

Roooaaaaarrr!

A violent tempest swept across the battlefield.

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