The Crazy Battle God Has Returned - Chapter 94

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A Mad Swordsman Returns – Chapter 94

Maezato Oju was dead, and the first match had ended.
But the team battle was far from over—I still had to face the remaining four Japanese players to claim victory.
Han Yu-sung lifted his gaze toward the Japanese bench.

– What? Oju is dead?
– He lost despite receiving that much support… how is that even possible?
– What do we do now?!

The faces of the Japanese players were etched with shock.
They had possessed some information about Han Yu-sung.
Perhaps they could lose. But how could they have anticipated such a one-sided defeat?
Just as it had been at the Snake Ruin, Oju had fallen.
And now, they would have to face Han Yu-sung, the one who had crushed him.

[Those fools have completely lost their fighting spirit.]
‘Looks like I’m in for a tedious string of battles.’

Han Yu-sung clicked his tongue.
There was no trace of resolve in the faces of the Japanese players.
Perhaps one of them—a single man whose eyes held some promise, was watching me intently.
That man might be worth my effort.

[Your victory has strengthened the Gladiator’s Proof.]
[All stats +20, Attack and Defense +20%, Speed +10%.]

At that moment, messages materialized before Han Yu-sung’s eyes.
The first was related to the Gladiator’s Proof.

[You have successfully defeated a formidable opponent.]
[You have satisfied the activation condition for your unique ability, ‘Mad God’.]
[Additional rewards have been granted.]
[You have acquired the skill tome, ‘Heavenly Thunder Sword Art (S)’.]
[You have obtained the special item, ‘Fragment of Talent’.]

And then the message confirming that the Divine Descent’s effect had activated.
Maezato Oju was a player destined to leave a significant mark on the future.
Since that had been true in my previous life as well, granting additional rewards wasn’t unusual.
However, there was one strange item among the rewards.

‘A Fragment of Talent?’

A small fragment materialized in Han Yu-sung’s grasp.
Even Han Yu-sung, who had received Divine Descent rewards countless times, had never seen this reward before.

[Fragment of Talent.]
· A fragment containing a portion of Maezato Oju’s talent, ‘Sword Saint (S)’.
· Currently unusable, but it will become usable someday.

Sword Saint.
Oju’s unique ability. The power that made him a renowned player.
It appeared that a portion of that talent was contained within this fragment.

[Does this mean you can use that unique ability, Sword Saint?]
‘No, judging by the wording “a portion,” I don’t think that’s the case.’
[Hmm, since you’re speculating, it seems this didn’t happen in your previous life.]
‘Right. It was probably added as the Divine Descent’s rank increased.’

Deliberating now would be pointless.
I’d only know by using it later. Han Yu-sung pocketed the fragment.
And finally, the sword technique Oju had used—the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art.

[Heavenly Thunder Sword Art (S).]
· Classification: Active.
· A sword technique once wielded by a swordsman whose name is lost to time. He channeled lightning through his body, commanding thunderbolt-like power with absolute freedom.
· Effect: Lightning attribute damage +30%, acceleration when using this technique.
· First Form, ‘Flash Strike’: Charge forward like lightning and cleave the opponent.
· Second Form, ‘Thunder Consecutive Slash’: Infuse lightning energy and slash the enemy repeatedly.
· Third Form, ‘Thunder Wheel’: Fire wheel-shaped sword energy infused with lightning. The Thunder Wheel scatters dozens of lightning bolts in all directions, incinerating enemies.
· Fourth Form, ‘Self-Rotating Flash’: Channel thunder into the blade and cleave the opponent. However, if one lacks the strength to withstand lightning, they will burn instead.

I had learned the Heavenly Thunder Sword Art but decided not to use it immediately.
There was no need to invite suspicion, and not using it wouldn’t significantly impact the National Inter-Country Tournament anyway.
Above all else.

“Their stare cuts like a blade, piercing straight through me.”

Even now, someone was watching me with an intensity that felt like it could bore through my very being.
A presence that felt vague and distant—the overwhelming aura unique to a Transcendent—was fixed upon me from somewhere within the Arena.
There was no question who it was.

[Kufufufu… That Achiros must be absolutely seething with rage!]
‘Given his temperament, his pride must have taken quite the blow.’

Lord of Justice, Achiros.
Kakasha had fought him directly and knew his nature well, and I had dealings with him in my past life, so I understood him just as thoroughly.
Once the National Inter-Country Tournament ended, he would make his move in some form or another.

‘It doesn’t matter. There’s nothing I can’t handle.’

But that wasn’t what mattered most right now.
I lifted my gaze.

Clank! Whoosh!

Beyond the barrier, the second Japanese player had been summoned.
My next opponent.
His face was a mixture of tension and terror—it was painfully obvious that he had completely lost the will to fight.
Then I would simply end this as quickly as he desired.

[The Championship Match, second bout, begins now.]

I kicked off the ground.

– Gaaaaaahhhhh!

A desperate scream echoed through the Arena.

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In modern society, players are intrinsically linked to national power.
How many strong players a nation possessed determined whether it was considered a player superpower or not.
In that sense, there existed an absolute disparity in national strength between Korea and Japan.
Japan held the clear advantage.
It was only natural.
Japan possessed a vast talent pool, maintained professional systems, and possessed the audacity to recruit foreign talent. They had everything.
Japan surpassing Korea was utterly inevitable.
That’s what everyone believed.

– Japan will win this National Inter-Country Tournament, won’t they?

It was an entirely reasonable assumption.
The National Inter-Country Tournament was broadcast live to the participating nations.
Korea and Japan were no exceptions. From the preliminary round “Hunting” to the main event “Champion’s Clash,” both matches were being broadcast through their respective channels.
Many in Japan were watching the broadcast.
But Korea was different.

“Why bother watching? We’ll lose anyway.”
“You’re not watching? We’ve never won a National Inter-Country Tournament.”
“I heard our national ranking dropped… sigh.”

The reason was simple.
We would lose anyway.
Korea’s record in the National Inter-Country Tournament was abysmal.
Most victories came against minor nations or countries of comparable strength.
Against stronger nations, victories were exceedingly rare.

“The opponent this time is Japan, right? No matter what, Japan is…”
“Don’t talk nonsense. They’re far stronger than us in terms of players. Every time we’ve faced them, our country lost.”
“Then we’ll lose this time too. Tsk.”

Continuous defeats had crushed national pride to the breaking point.
Now expectations had vanished entirely—many wouldn’t even bother watching the broadcast.
Still, some tuned in just in case.

[Oh no… Team Light from Korea has been defeated.]
[Just a little more, just a little more! Ahhhhh! This can’t be happening! If we can’t hold the line here, it’s all over! Noooo… Team Heavy has also been defeated!]
“Damn it all.”

What returned in exchange was utter devastation.
Team Light was crushed without mounting any meaningful resistance. They faltered over the boss monster and were hunted down by the Japanese side.
Team Heavy fought with everything they had, but that was all they could manage.

“It’s over, finished. Team Middle won’t even be worth watching….”
[Uaaaahhh! A, a Japanese player! H, Han Yu-sung!]
“Huh?”

The disappointed spectators were about to turn off the broadcast.
Then they heard the commentator cry out in shock.
Curious about the outburst, people turned their attention back to the screen and quickly understood why.

[He, he single-handedly swept away all the Japanese players!]
[Is this even possible? Let’s review. He used shadows and concealment to circle around behind them, yes? And then next, wow… he targeted Keiji.]
[Isn’t he one of Japan’s aces?]
[Exactly. In the last National Inter-Country Tournament, he alone massacred Korea’s Team Light.]

It was the unexpected turn of events in Team Middle that changed everything.
Han Yu-sung had performed spectacularly in the preliminary round, and as a result, he led Team Middle to victory.
It was not merely one-sided—it was overwhelming.
Yet the overall record remained 2:1.
It was a score that could reasonably be called a Japanese victory.

– What’s the point of watching more? The final will end the same way.
– Winning just the middle round means nothing anyway.
– You never know; please, if you’re Korean, support Korea. The team with Lee Su-ho has won every National Inter-Country Tournament;;;
– Does cheering make them win? Those guys just get beaten every time.
– Still, hmm. Maybe I’ll let myself be fooled one more time….

What should have been a 3:0 loss had been pulled to 2:1.
Perhaps, just perhaps, there was a chance.
People who had abandoned hope began returning one by one, their eyes fixed on the National Inter-Country Tournament broadcast.
Especially on Team Middle, on where Han Yu-sung stood.
But that hope shattered all too quickly.

[Now, the final round begins. First, Team Middle.]
[The player Japan must be most wary of would be Maezato Oju, wouldn’t you say? Though he suffered a defeat recently on the Star Battlefield, up until then he maintained an undefeated record, did he not?]
[That’s correct. I heard he’s made a fresh start since then.]
[In fact, he’s learned new skills and trained….]

It was because Maezato Oju had appeared.
Any Korean would recognize him. In the previous National Inter-Country Tournament, he was the first to face Team Light, and he alone had eliminated every player on that team.
And surely the same would happen this time.
Han Yu-sung was a player who had recently gained prominence on the world stage, but even so, wouldn’t he be outmatched against Oju?
Even so, wouldn’t he fall short against Oju?
Damn it.

But I was wrong.

Oju was being overwhelmingly dominated by Han Yu-sung.
He couldn’t even mount a proper defense, utterly helpless against the onslaught.
Ojuga is completely overwhelmed by Han Yu-sung in a one-sided manner.
“W-what is this?”

“W-what is this?”
Both Korea and Japan were shocked.

His presence here was earned through skill alone.
He possessed power enough to silence all controversy.
He was able to reach this position solely through his ability.
[Match 1: Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung emerges victorious!]

And yet such a man had fallen, his life forfeit?

They knew the Lord of Justice had granted Oju tremendous power.
For him to lose so completely despite that backing was simply incomprehensible.
It was because she found out that the Lord of Justice had sponsored tremendous power to Ojou.
– What am I even witnessing?

– He’s strong enough to utterly crush someone backed by a Lord?
“What do you mean there’s such a big difference in skill?”
Such reactions were inevitable.

Such a reaction was inevitable.
– Could it be…?

– There’s no one stronger than Oju on their roster.
Can we win this? No, wait—did we already win?
There’s no one stronger than Ozu on the roster.

After that, there was nothing more to say.
Japan’s core player was Maezato Oju. That Maezato Oju suffered a one-sided defeat, and among the remaining players, none were stronger than him.
On top of that, Han Yu-sung continued to grow stronger through the item’s effects.

[Match 2: Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung wins!]
[Match 3: Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung wins!]
[Match 4: Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung wins!]

The remaining Japanese players could not stand against Han Yu-sung.
Han Yu-sung continued his winning streak.
And finally, it was the turn of Japan’s last player, a fighter named Kazuki.
Kazuki entered the battle with unwavering resolve.
But what good would that do?

“Grraahhh…!”

Han Yu-sung was not an opponent one could defeat through determination alone.
Shock flickered across Kazuki’s face as their blades clashed.
It made no sense. That thought flashed through his mind.

‘This… is the power of someone at a similar level to me?’

The moment their swords collided, I understood.
That my opponent possessed greater strength than I did.
And the gap was far wider than I had anticipated.
It was a level I could never hope to match.

‘So Maezato Oju…’

Kazuki stared blankly at the advancing Han Yu-sung.
Wind howled. Blades tore through the air.

“Now I understand why he lost…”

Shing!

The blade severed Kazuki’s neck.
Japan’s final player against Team Middle fell.

[Match 5 goes to Team Middle’s Han Yu-sung!]
[Congratulations, Korea’s Team Middle!]

The meaning was extraordinarily simple.

[The captain’s match is won!]
[Korea claims its first victory!]

A message announcing that Team Middle’s captain’s match had concluded.

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