Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1833

“Master, Master…”

Lee Hyun-soo’s fist clenched involuntarily.

‘Damn it!’

He did it.

It happened so fast that his eyes couldn’t even follow what was going on.

But even with his limited martial arts knowledge, he could clearly see that some kind of attack from Wiggins had sent Baek Yeon-hong flying helplessly.

“Master!”

Lee Hyun-soo couldn’t bring himself to say the rest.

But wasn’t everyone in agreement?

Among the directors, Wiggins was the one who was not particularly expected to have great martial prowess.

Of course, no one would dare to ignore him, but to be frank, compared to Bator or Jang Min, Wiggins was considered to be a step below.

Yet, who would have thought that Wiggins would actually overwhelm Baek Yeon-hong like that?

“Chairman!”

Lee Hyun-soo turned his head sharply.

He clearly saw Kang Jin-ho wearing a knowing smile.

“That’s why martial arts is so interesting.”

Being faster and stronger isn’t everything.

If that was all that determined the outcome, there would be no need to even exchange blows.

It would be enough to prove who could use more powerful inner energy [a type of internal energy used in martial arts] and who could attack faster.

But a match is swayed by countless variables.

The condition of the day, the compatibility of martial arts, experience, and even one’s disposition.

Because of these numerous variables, the outcome of a match cannot be easily predicted without actually fighting.

And through the clash of these variables, Wiggins finally succeeded in piercing Baek Yeon-hong’s body.

Kang Jin-ho curled up the corners of his lips as he looked at Wiggins, who had fallen to the ground.

He felt his blood boiling.

Perhaps even he had underestimated the martial artist named Wiggins.

That’s why people need to face a wall. Because they can fight with everything they have.

“M-Master is…”

Kang Jin-ho stopped Lee Hyun-soo from jumping down.

“Wait.”

“Yes?”

“It’s not over just because he landed one hit.”

Lee Hyun-soo’s gaze turned sharply to where Baek Yeon-hong had been sent flying.

“Haa…”

His hands were trembling.

His body felt like it was about to be crushed.

Even so, Wiggins somehow managed to stand up.

“Hoo…”

The sweat that had flowed down kept getting into his eyes. It was difficult even to support his body with his trembling legs.

But….

‘Move!’

Wiggins, who had barely managed to stand, bit his lip tightly.

‘How much…’

His strike had definitely pierced Baek Yeon-hong’s body.

But how much damage that attack had inflicted on his opponent was definitely unknown.

His gaze was fixed on the mountain visible beyond the collapsed wall.

Rumbling.

A sound of something collapsing could be heard.

And….

Step, step, step.

Footsteps began to be heard clearly in the silent training grounds. Considering the opponent’s martial prowess, those footsteps meant one of two things.

One was that his injuries were so severe that he could no longer bear the weight of his own body.

And the other was….

Step, step, step.

Baek Yeon-hong, covered in dust, revealed himself from behind the collapsed wall.

Wiggins’ face hardened as he saw him.

Baek Yeon-hong’s exposed body was in a miserable state, a stark contrast to the composure he had shown at first.

The sword that had pierced his shoulder was embedded up to the hilt, and the blood flowing from it was soaking his chest and even his pants. It was a gruesome wound that would have killed an ordinary person instantly.

However, there was not a trace of pain on Baek Yeon-hong’s face as he approached Wiggins.

Step.

Baek Yeon-hong stopped walking and turned his gaze to the sword stuck between his shoulder and heart.

“When was it…”

“The last time I suffered such an injury was decades ago.”

Baek Yeon-hong’s face contorted horribly.

“This is incredibly embarrassing. To think that in this small Eastern country… not even the Heavenly Demon Lord, but one of his subordinates would inflict such an injury on me.”

His eyes, filled with a murderous intent that seemed ready to tear a person apart, turned towards Wiggins.

“…I underestimated you too much.”

Wiggins chuckled softly.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It is a compliment.”

Baek Yeon-hong’s gaze fixed on Wiggins.

“Sincerely.”

Being acknowledged by an enemy was always a good feeling. But Wiggins couldn’t simply be happy about his opponent’s praise right now.

Just enduring the murderous intent pouring out from his opponent was pushing him to his limits.

On the other hand, Baek Yeon-hong’s body still felt powerful. Regardless of how severe his physical wounds were, the match was already as good as over.

‘Is it impossible to overcome even after going this far?’

A sense of futility washed over Wiggins’ face.

He had done everything he could, and in some aspects, he had even unleashed his best strike, surpassing what he was capable of right now.

Yet, he couldn’t overcome it.

That’s why it’s a wall.

A wall.

It was the moment Wiggins clenched his fist tightly.

Thud.

Baek Yeon-hong grabbed the sword embedded in his body and slowly pulled it out. The retracted muscles returned to their place, and blood gushed out.

“Hmm.”

Baek Yeon-hong, having completely pulled out the sword, pressed on the pressure point on his shoulder to stop the bleeding. Then, he threw the sword he was holding at Wiggins’ feet.

Thud!

The sword stuck into the ground.

“Pick it up.”

Baek Yeon-hong barked in a cold voice.

“I don’t want to cut down someone who isn’t even holding a sword.”

Wiggins reached out and grabbed his sword.

But it seemed he didn’t even have the strength to pull the sword out of the ground, as his body swayed and leaned against the sword.

Baek Yeon-hong watched the scene with a cold gaze.

“Anyway, you are the one who pierced my body.”

He lowered his sword and began to walk towards Wiggins.

“There’s no reason to ignore you just because you’re exhausted. Rather, it’s only proper to cut you down with all my strength!”

Baek Yeon-hong raised his sword with a face as cold as if it were covered in ice. It was the very moment when Wiggins, unable to even think of resisting, was facing Baek Yeon-hong.

“Hehehe…”

A low chuckle pierced Baek Yeon-hong’s ears.

Baek Yeon-hong turned his gaze.

Jang Min, who had regained his senses, was standing across from him, mocking him.

“That expression is quite amusing.”

“…This demonic bastard?”

It wasn’t just Jang Min.

“It’s a shame I couldn’t put a hole in your stomach, but I can still do it now.”

Bator also rose to his feet and began to surround Baek Yeon-hong.

“If you three are going to do it, I’ll just step aside…”

Bang Jin-hoon looked reluctant, but he also subtly walked over and blocked Baek Yeon-hong’s rear.

Baek Yeon-hong’s face contorted as he was surrounded from all sides.

“These bastards…”

“You’re not going to say it’s cowardly or anything, are you? You’re the one who came here alone.”

“You came here on your own because you were confident you could kill everyone here, right? So why should we take turns fighting you one by one?”

Baek Yeon-hong bit his lip.

What they said was not wrong. When he came here alone, he was confident that he could deal with Kang Jin-ho without any problems, even if everyone attacked him at once.

But due to an unexpected counterattack, the situation had been twisted.

“You’re disgustingly cowardly, old man.”

“So, are you going to let us go?”

“Of course not.”

Bator frowned.

“There is cowardice in a match, but there is no such thing as cowardice in war. From the moment you came here alone, this is war. It’s not polite to let your opponent live.”

Baek Yeon-hong gritted his teeth as he looked at Jang Min and Bator, who were exuding their aura.

“You fools who don’t know your place… Do you think you can defeat me just because I’m injured?”

Jang Min smirked at those words.

“The words have changed from ‘fight’ to ‘defeat’.”

“Don’t show a weak side, Baek Yeon-hong. It’s not like we’re going to let you live even if you do.”

Baek Yeon-hong let out a hollow laugh.

“A weak side?”

A deep murderous intent filled his eyes.

“Even if a tiger is injured, it won’t be defeated by a pack of wolves. I’ll kill you all!”

The directors, who were injured, and Baek Yeon-hong, who was also injured.

It was the moment they were all unleashing their auras at each other.

“That’s enough.”

Kang Jin-ho, who had jumped down from the rooftop, was slowly walking towards them.

But what was poured on him was not a welcome, but rather dissatisfied gazes.

“Don’t interfere, Master!”

“Demon Lord, this is our matter.”

Even Jang Min, who never went against Kang Jin-ho’s words, politely refused him. But Kang Jin-ho had no intention of backing down either.

“This is the end.”

Kang Jin-ho turned his head and looked at Baek Yeon-hong.

“You’ve lost.”

“…What nonsense are you spouting?”

“You were planning to return alive from this place, weren’t you?”

“The moment your path to return alive is blocked, it’s your defeat. All that’s left is a desperate struggle.”

Baek Yeon-hong closed his mouth.

Those words had hit him right on the mark.

He was confident that he could handle those four. Although his injuries were deep and he couldn’t even exert half of his original strength, the difference between them and him was large enough to ignore those injuries.

But not this one.

Facing the Heavenly Demon Lord in this state was suicidal. Even without bringing up his past reputation or the Black King’s evaluation, he could tell just by looking.

To face that man, he would have to risk his life.

Baek Yeon-hong’s face contorted.

“Are you telling me to step back knowing my shortcomings?”

“Damn it.”

Baek Yeon-hong retrieved his sword and slid it into its scabbard. Then, he glared at Kang Jin-ho with cold eyes.

“You were lucky this time, Heavenly Demon Lord.

You won’t have a second chance.”

“You seem to be mistaken…”

“…What?”

“Who said I was going to let you live?”

Baek Yeon-hong’s eyes flickered slightly.

“What do you mean?”

“Whether you fight these guys and win or lose, that’s none of my business. What’s important is that you killed someone here.”

Everyone’s gaze turned to the path leading down from the training grounds. The thick smell of blood rising from there was felt once again.

“From the beginning, I had no intention of letting you live. A life must be repaid with a life.”

“Hmph…”

Baek Yeon-hong smirked and glared at Kang Jin-ho with bloodshot eyes.

“Good, very good. You truly are a demon.”

Kang Jin-ho did not react to Baek Yeon-hong’s provocation.

Everyone has their own standards. According to Kang Jin-ho’s standards, there was no way he could just let someone who had invaded the General Assembly and killed a member go.

“Then come at me, Heavenly Demon Lord. I’ll cut off your head!”

It was the moment Baek Yeon-hong was about to draw his sword again.

Bwaaaaaaaang!

Suddenly, a rough engine sound was heard, and then a pure white sedan appeared on the training grounds as if it had sprung up from below.

Thud!

The car, which had been floating in the air, crashed down onto the ground and came to a violent stop near them.

Slam!

The door swung open, and a person emerged from inside. The person who got out of the car looked around at the situation and let out a deep sigh.

“This crazy bastard.”

The Black King.

No, Cheongma [another name for the Black King].

It was a sudden and unexpected visit.