Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 162

Wu Yuan’s expression hardened.

‘Fast!’

It wasn’t just fast. He thought there was enough distance, but the guy was rushing in with incredible speed, as if compressing space.

‘Is it demonic arts, after all?’

It was a collection of miscellaneous martial arts, but it had already been proven that it could push a human’s physical abilities to the limit. However, at the same time, it had the disadvantage of making a person’s nature evil, so a demon who reached a certain level had to either abandon their martial arts…

“I must kill him!”

Wu Yuan bit his lip and met Kang Jin-ho head-on.

Fast, but linear.

Hyeong’s Fist [a martial arts style] included softness in its martial arts.

If he could deflect that punch with his shoulder and simultaneously strike the heart with a double palm strike, he could return the force of the charge directly to that demon’s body. Then, no matter how strong the demon’s body was, it would be clear that he would suffer irreparable damage in one blow.

‘Foolish.’

No matter how strong the power is, if you only use power, it cannot be called martial arts.

Today, that demon will have to feel it thoroughly.

Whoosh!

The sound of the demon’s fist tearing through the air could be heard.

A terrifying sound of air being ripped apart!

Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and deflected the demon’s fist coming at him with his shoulder.

Or so he thought.

“…Cough.”

What?

What just happened?

Wu Yuan looked around with a dazed expression.

‘Where am I?’

It was the same mountain as before. Judging by the fact that the demon was visible in the distance, it was definitely the same place. But why did he feel a disconnect in his consciousness, as if a film had been cut?

“Cough!”

Blood?

The moment he became aware, pain surged through him, as if his body was being mercilessly slashed by a sharp knife.

“Ugh… Cough.”

He couldn’t even scream because of the blood gushing up from his throat.

‘What happened, exactly!’

Wu Yuan slowly looked down at his chest and was shocked. The clothes on his chest had completely disappeared.

‘Could it be?’

Looking around, he saw that the ground was dented.

‘Did I fly all the way here?’

In a single blow?

It was unbelievable.

He couldn’t believe it.

But the terrible pain he felt in his body was telling him that it was true.

If not, how else could he explain this pain, as if all the bones in his body had been broken?

“Cough, cough.”

He tried to say something, but his body wouldn’t listen. His arms and legs were betraying his will and wouldn’t move.

How could this be possible?

The demon, who was clearly the one who had done this to him, slowly approached him.

“Ugh.”

It was impossible.

But he couldn’t ignore reality.

Logically, it meant that he had failed to deflect that demon’s blow in that moment.

Wu Yuan looked at Kang Jin-ho, breathing heavily.

“…What did I just see?”

Jo Gyu-min rubbed his eyes several times.

He already knew that no matter how much he rubbed his eyes, the reality he was seeing wouldn’t change. But he couldn’t believe what had just happened.

‘How can a person be like that?’

It happened so quickly that he couldn’t see exactly what had happened. But the result of that unknown ‘event’ was clearly visible to his eyes.

The Chinese man, hit by Kang Jin-ho, had been shot into the mountains as if he had been fired from a human cannon.

‘He must have flown at least 20 meters.’

Can a person fly like that?

Even if he was hit by a truck, he wouldn’t fly like that. Moreover, he didn’t fly in an arc through the air and then fall, or slide along the ground after falling. He flew straight and crashed.

What on earth do you have to do to a person to get such a result?

It was even more absurd to see the Chinese man trembling and lifting his head.

‘Is he alive?’

With that amount of impact, it wouldn’t be strange if his body was shattered. But he was alive and well, lifting his head.

This was something that should only happen in movies, not in real life.

Ignoring Jo Gyu-min’s bewilderment, Kang Jin-ho slowly approached Wu Yuan and sat down in front of him.

“…I made a mistake.”

There was regret on Kang Jin-ho’s face.

“I got too carried away.”

Wu Yuan’s body trembled.

This guy was regretting it. He was clearly regretting that he had ended the fight in one blow.

The expression on his face showed that he was disappointed that he couldn’t enjoy it more.

Kang Jin-ho was actually feeling regretful.

He already knew that he was no match for him. The answer was clear the moment he saw him. Even though Kang Jin-ho had weakened, he was once an absolute being who had reached a level where all the famous masters of the world had to gather and attack him together.

There was no way that Kang Jin-ho would be defeated by such a young punk.

Nevertheless, he felt regret because he had met an opponent who he could at least exchange blows with after a long time, but everything had ended too quickly.

Wu Yuan was clearly in no condition to fight anymore.

“Now, tell me. What level are you at? How far has the level of this world risen?”

At Kang Jin-ho’s words, Wu Yuan began to cough repeatedly.

Kang Jin-ho shook his head and pressed on Wu Yuan’s chest.

Click.

As the dislocated chest bone was put back in place, it became easier to breathe.

Wu Yuan looked up at Kang Jin-ho with an unbelievable expression and opened his mouth.

“How, how can a demon…”

From Wu Yuan’s words, Kang Jin-ho could sense that demonic arts had degenerated into a miscellaneous martial art in modern times.

‘Come to think of it, is it natural?’

The center of demonic arts in his time was the Demonic Cult [a martial arts sect]. Among them, the Asura Energy and Crimson Flame Energy that he possessed, and the Azure Flame Energy of the Azure Demon, were martial arts that could be said to be the foundation of demonic arts.

Since the Azure Demon died at his hands, the Azure Flame Energy would not have been properly passed down, and since the Crimson Flame Energy and Asura Energy died with him, all three major martial arts representing the Demonic Cult had disappeared.

Therefore, there was no way they could have withstood the attacks of the righteous bastards who had been biting at them like wolves.

If the Demonic Cult had collapsed, then the Demonic Path would have also collapsed.

It was not strange that demonic arts were treated as a trick that commoners practiced.

“How can you master demonic arts and maintain your sanity? How!”

Wu Yuan couldn’t understand the current situation at all.

Two things were bothering him.

One was that the demon in front of him was a master he had never imagined, and the other was that, despite being a demon, he was trying to talk to him with a clear mind.

‘How can this be…’

The demonic arts he knew were not like this.

Demonic arts increased one’s skills several times faster than righteous arts. It could be said to be as unconventional as possible.

But in the process, the demon was bound to lose their reason. Usually, it wasn’t very noticeable, but their personality was gradually being eroded.

Eventually, they would completely lose their personality.

‘I can’t understand it.’

If that was the case, then someone with such powerful demonic arts should be a bloodthirsty demon. But how could he be so sane and try to talk to him?

“It seems like you’ve never seen proper demonic arts.”

At Kang Jin-ho’s words, Wu Yuan stared blankly at him.

Proper demonic arts?

Did such a thing exist?

“H, how?”

At that moment, Kang Jin-ho’s aura changed.

Crack.

“Ugh.”

Wu Yuan shuddered at the touch of the demon’s hand tightening around his neck. He was not someone who could not guess how much power was contained within it.

His neck would be broken like a reed with just a flick of this guy’s finger.

“You seem to be mistaken…” Kang Jin-ho smiled.

To Wu Yuan’s eyes, that smile felt more ominous than anything else in the world.

“You’re not the one who should be asking. It’s me.”

“And you haven’t answered my question yet.”

Wu Yuan nodded. Frantically.

He nodded repeatedly.

It was because he felt that if he didn’t, this devilish guy would kill him right away.

As Kang Jin-ho slightly loosened his grip, Wu Yuan began to spew words like a waterfall.

“I, I can’t be called a strong person in this world. There are so many people stronger than me that you can find them everywhere. If you want a strong person, you should look for someone else, not me.”

As Kang Jin-ho stared at him without saying anything, Wu Yuan began to spill everything he knew.

“If you want to find a master in China, you have to meet the people of the Martial Alliance.”

“Martial Alliance?”

Wu Yuan nodded urgently.

“Y, yes. I am also a person who moves under the orders of the Martial Alliance. The ruling class of the Martial Alliance is unknown, but I’ve heard that they are absolute masters who have surpassed the limits of humans.”

“Hmm.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at Wu Yuan as if he was intrigued.

“How can I contact the Martial Alliance?”

“You’ve already contacted the Martial Alliance.”

“Huh?”

“I’m here! The Martial Alliance sent me. I don’t know exactly who they are either, but I’m taking their requests for a certain amount of money. So…”

Kang Jin-ho slowly let go of his hand.

“Cough! Cough!”

Kang Jin-ho looked up at the sky as if he was displeased.

‘The Martial Alliance…’

Should I see it as something like the Justice League of the past?

In that they don’t reveal themselves and plot in the dark, it seemed similar to a cult.

‘In any case, does this mean that the unification of power has been achieved in China?’

He didn’t know if this guy only knew about the Martial Alliance, or if the Martial Alliance had conquered all the other forces, but in any case, unlike Korea, it seemed that a large force was in power in China.

“I understand what you’re saying.”

Wu Yuan nodded repeatedly. He was trembling with anxiety. No matter how gentle he seemed, the guy in front of him was a demon. And a demon was like a bomb that could change at any moment.

He was entrusting his life to such a person, so how could he not be afraid?

“What is your mission?”

“…Monitoring the airport.”

“Airport?”

“There have been many problems in the past because of martial artists coming from overseas. So, I monitor the airport, and if there are any people who seem to be martial artists, I contact the Martial Alliance. Then, the Martial Alliance makes a judgment and gives orders.”

“I see.”

Kang Jin-ho whispered to Wu Yuan.

“Then the order you received must be to kill me, right?”

“N, no, it’s not!”

“Whatever.”

Kang Jin-ho didn’t want to listen to him anymore. Whatever order he had received, he had tried to kill Kang Jin-ho after confirming that he was a demon.

If Kang Jin-ho had been weaker than him, he would have been a corpse by now.

“I understand that what you did was a mission. And that you didn’t chase me of your own will.”

“Y, yes.”

“But you know what?”

Kang Jin-ho smiled.

“You have to pay the price for daring to show your teeth to me. Don’t you think so?”

Despair filled Wu Yuan’s eyes as he watched Kang Jin-ho’s hand slowly reach for his neck.