The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 83
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Legend of the Evil Martial God
Chapter 83
Baek Seojin was startled.
“Y-you mean all your movements until now were without internal energy?”
“Yes.”
“That’s impossible! You dodged all my attacks without internal energy and threw punches at a speed I couldn’t even notice? You expect me to believe that?”
“It’s the truth.”
“You’re lying!”
“Check for yourself.”
“What?”
“Place your hand on my dantian and check for yourself.”
“This crazy bastard…”
To casually offer his dantian like that.
Though shocked, his gaze kept drifting toward Jeok Wigang’s dantian.
Was it real?
Did he really have no dantian?
He wanted to confirm it.
It was the dantian of a demon.
Unable to resist any longer, Baek Seojin reached out and placed his hand on the dantian.
“Huh?”
It was real.
There was no dantian.
“What… the hell…”
It was shocking.
A guy without internal energy had dodged his Clear Bright Sword Path and even counterattacked?
More surprising was that his hand was perfectly fine.
Normally, touching Gang Qi with a hand that had no internal energy would result in the hand being blown off.
But it was perfectly fine.
“Is your hand alright?”
“What about my hand?”
“You touched my Gang Qi earlier.”
“Oh, it’s fine.”
“May I check it for a moment?”
“Sure.”
Baek Seojin slowly examined the extended hand.
It really was completely unharmed.
Had he been mistaken?
No.
He had clearly seen those hands deflect not only Gang Qi but also swords wrapped in Sword Qi.
He was truly a monster.
At this point, he was curious about Jeok Wigang’s true abilities.
“Stop playing around and face me properly, will you?”
“You still haven’t given up?”
“If you show me your real power, I’ll quit.”
“I have no choice then. Get ready.”
“I’m ready.”
“Then here I come.”
“Come on!”
Crack-.
Thud-.
He was instantly knocked unconscious by a single punch from Jeok Wigang.
“Ah! Right! I need to collect the money…”
He had forgotten.
Baek Seojin opened his eyes.
After being dazed for a moment.
Jolt-.
He sat up from where he lay.
Turning his head, he saw Jeok Wigang there.
“So it wasn’t a dream after all?”
“You’re awake.”
“This place is… my room.”
Baek Seojin looked at Jeok Wigang.
“What happened?”
“You were knocked out in one hit.”
“Hmm…”
He vaguely remembered seeing a fist coming toward him.
His memory disappeared after that, so Jeok Wigang’s words must be correct.
He was strong.
Incredibly strong.
Wasn’t it unfair for someone without internal energy to be that strong?
All his efforts to become stronger felt futile.
“Do you want to test more?”
“No, forget it. What would be the point of trying more?”
“Then please settle the payment now. I need to go find other customers.”
“Other customers?”
“Yes. I need to sell weapons to the other Eight Heavenly Martial Stars too.”
“Huh?”
This was absurd.
“Did you approach me intentionally?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Hah…”
He was annoyed, but couldn’t say anything about it.
Because the other was stronger than him.
Suddenly, a good idea came to mind.
‘I can’t be the only one to suffer.’
Baek Seojin spoke to Jeok Wigang.
“Next, go see the Blade Martial Hall Master. That guy breaks his blades at least once a week, so if you make him a blade that absolutely won’t break, he’ll pay whatever you ask.”
This was already a known fact and he had prepared for it.
Still, approaching blindly could take time, but with a letter of recommendation, he could shorten that time.
Baek Seojin quickly wrote a letter and handed it over.
“Just deliver this to that guy.”
“Thank you.”
“Go sell well.”
“Yes!”
Watching Jeok Wigang leave with a pleased smile, Baek Seojin also rose from his seat.
“I suppose I should go see the Castle Lord. He should know that such a monster is wandering around Heavenly Martial City.”
The Pavilion Master of Blade Martial Hall and one of the Eight Heavenly Martial Stars, Red Blade Star No Cheongang.
Tall with a bold appearance and wearing red martial robes, he was reading the letter Jeok Wigang had brought.
After finishing the letter.
“Follow me.”
Suddenly telling him to follow, he took Jeok Wigang outside and moved to a familiar location.
It was the Pavilion Master’s Training Ground.
Why here?
Just as he was wondering.
No Cheongang grinned wickedly and said.
“Well now. How long has it been since someone appeared to challenge me… It’s been so long I can barely remember.”
Huh?
What is he talking about?
Challenge?
“What shall I do? Should I face you with a weapon? Or should I face you with bare-handed fighting?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“It’s written here in this letter. That you’re going around challenging the Eight Heavenly Martial Stars. It even says you’re quite strong so I should be careful, which means you must have some skill.”
He should have been suspicious when Baek Seojin smiled slyly while writing the recommendation letter.
“Let’s do it with weapons.”
“What? Kahahaha!”
Rumble—.
The entire training ground shook from No Cheongang’s laughter.
“Baek Seojin, there must be a reason for everything that friend recommends, right? Good. I’ll face you directly with my weapon.”
“Will you face me using this?”
When Jeok Wigang tapped the box he had brought, No Cheongang tilted his head.
“What’s that?”
“What do you mean what. It’s a good blade.”
“A blade? I only use blades made by Heavenly Craft Road. Those are the only blades that can withstand my power.”
“Why didn’t you ask Cheonjang Gong to make you one?”
“After I broke that gentleman’s blade before, I’ve been too embarrassed to ask.”
No Cheongang unleashes tyrannical blade techniques based on powerful yang energy.
His signature technique, Blazing Fire Blade Flash, is performed with yang energy so hot that the blade glows red.
Metal weakens when heated, and in that state, performing tyrannical martial arts—there’s no way any weapon could endure it.
If even a blade made by Cheonjang Gong would shatter, that says it all.
No Cheongang showed interest in the blade Jeok Wigang had brought.
“Who made that blade?”
“I did.”
“What?”
“It’s a blade I made. Try using it once. It’s good.”
No Cheongang looked at Jeok Wigang with a dumbfounded expression.
“You seemed strange from the moment you challenged me…. You must not be in your right mind.”
“Will you judge after trying it?”
“Fine. If you’re that confident, I’ll judge it myself.”
No Cheongang reached out and pulled the box next to Jeok Wigang toward him using Void Grasping.
Crack—.
He smashed the box and picked up one of the blades inside.
“Huh…”
An exclamation immediately burst from No Cheongang’s mouth.
No Cheongang gazed curiously at the red blade that was like his own symbol.
“It’s the Flame Fire Blade.”
“Flame Fire Blade… That’s truly a fitting name. I’ve lived my whole life and this is the first time I’ve seen a red blade. How on earth did you make this?”
“The reason the blade is red is because it’s an alloy of Star Flame Gold and Dragon Heart Iron.”
“What are those?”
“Well, would you understand if I said both metals have the property of absorbing and storing yang energy?”
No Cheongang understood immediately.
This was the blade most suitable for his martial arts.
No Cheongang immediately infused energy into the blade.
Woom woom woom-.
The blade resonated and began emitting intense heat.
“Huh. Magnificent.”
No Cheongang kept exclaiming in admiration.
What was amazing was that even though he was using it for the first time today, it felt as comfortable as if he had been using it for a long time.
“Is this a gift you’re giving me?”
“No. I came here to sell it.”
“What?”
“If you’re satisfied, would you like to purchase it?”
“How much?”
“Five hundred gold taels.”
“Good! I’ll buy it right now.”
“Thank you.”
He couldn’t not buy it.
He would buy this even if it cost a thousand gold taels.
He thought it was a reasonable price.
Rather, he would have been angry if the price had been lower.
Calling him someone who didn’t know the value of this blade.
With just two weapons, Jeok Wigang had already earned a thousand gold taels.
If he sold weapons to the entire Martial World like this, how much could he earn?
It seemed he wouldn’t have to worry about money anymore.
No Cheongang kept stroking the blade and said to Jeok Wigang.
“Well then, shall we begin?”
“I just told you, didn’t I? I came here to sell blades.”
“I know that.”
“Then what do you want to begin?”
“Didn’t you say earlier? To face you while holding this.”
“That was just something I said to show you the product.”
“Either way, didn’t you ask me to face you? So I’ll face you.”
No Cheongang said to the sighing Jeok Wigang.
“The letter mentioned Bare-Handed Fighting, but do you need any weapons?”
“No. I don’t need any.”
“Then shall we begin?”
“I have no choice. If it’s a customer’s request.”
“You’re quite confident? You must have some skill indeed.”
“More than just some skill.”
“Hehehe. I’ll verify that myself. Come at me. I’ll give you three moves.”
“Eh. That wouldn’t be fun. Since you’re a customer, I’ll let you go first.”
“What? Hehehe. You’re an arrogant fellow. Fine. Let’s see if you have the skill to match your arrogance. Take your stance.”
“Sure.”
When Jeok Wigang took his stance, No Cheongang’s expression twisted.
“Three Talents Fist?”
“You know it well?”
“Are you mocking me?”
“No. This is my martial arts.”
“You really intend to humiliate me.”
“I told you it’s not like that.”
Whoooosh-.
As if he was truly angry, the Flame Fire Blade began to blaze.
“Take a proper stance even now.”
“This is frustrating. I told you this is my martial arts. Why won’t you believe me? Have you only been deceived all your life?”
“You intend to humiliate me to the end. In the Martial World, humiliating an opponent means you’re prepared to die. Still, I won’t kill you, boy. I’ll properly teach you how frightening the world is.”
“First, let’s fight and then judge?”
“Fine! I’ll show you.”
When No Cheongang swung his blade, a giant flaming dragon roared and soared into the sky.
Whoooosh-.
The moment intense heat filled No Cheongang’s training ground.
The flaming dragon charged toward Jeok Wigang.
“Dodge if you don’t want to die.”
But Jeok Wigang didn’t dodge and was still maintaining his Three Talents Fist stance.
“That foolish bastard!”
The moment No Cheongang tried to withdraw his attack.
Crack-.
The ground beneath Jeok Wigang’s feet cracked as his fist shot forward.
“Heaven Origin Crush”
As his fist thrust forward, the fire dragon’s head exploded and flew away with a thunderous roar of bursting air.
No Cheongang’s expression hardened at the sight.
“Is, is this real?”
He couldn’t believe it.
His Fire Dragon Emerges from Heaven had been blown away by the Three Talents Fist.
“How about it? The Three Talents Fist is quite useful, isn’t it?”
“Wh, what kind of Three Talents Fist is that!”
“It is the Three Talents Fist. The technique I just used was Heaven Origin Crush.”
It wasn’t even a technique.
He had simply thrust out his fist.
But its power was anything but simple.
‘Was that letter real?’
He recalled the passage in Baek Seojin’s letter warning him to be careful as he was quite strong.
He wanted to properly confirm it.
“It seems I underestimated you. I apologize.”
“No. There’s no need to apologize.”
“As an apology, I’ll face you seriously from now on.”
No Cheongang properly assumed his stance.
Jeok Wigang smiled and said.
“It seems you have no intention of going easy.”
“After seeing the skill you just displayed.”
“Please overlook it as a cute gesture.”
“It was too intense to overlook as cute. Now, let’s properly spar.”
“I have no choice then.”
“Let’s see how much you can block! Hahaha!”
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