Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 110

Kwaaaang!

The space in a straight line distorted from the extended fist.

It was as if showing an illusion of space tearing apart.

At the end of it.

Paah!

Qing Renyu, with his sword angled, once again stirred up his energy.

The clear demonic energy, the energy of the setting sun.

Goo-oong.

When the two great forces collided, it felt as if all noise had disappeared.

Kwakwakwakwa!

A long, triangular scar was left behind Qing Renyu.

The power that had not yet been resolved stirred up dust, becoming a storm.

Lee Ro-woon and Qing Renyu stood within it.

“Saving Oh Jin-kyung is more profitable?”

Qing Renyu’s question.

“He seems like a pretty decent martial artist.”

At Lee Ro-woon’s answer, Qing Renyu’s face twisted strangely.

“It would be more troublesome for you if even one such martial artist is alive. Well, it would be good for the future of Hwasan and Hainan too.”

“You’re stepping in for that useless piece of trash for just that reason?”

“Isn’t it good to have one more witness?”

Lee Ro-woon’s arm began to take a stance once more.

“A witness to prove that Qing Renyu of Hwasan is a demon.”

Qing Renyu’s eyebrows twitched.

He also had his sword angled.

A strange silence, like a bomb about to explode, surrounded them.

It was then.

“Okay.”

Qing Renyu put his sword back into its scabbard and raised both hands.

“I can’t take any more here. Who knows what else you’ve planned?”

Saaa.

The raging storm subsided.

“If I take any more here, I think I’ll get sick. Let’s stop here for today.”

“Who said I’d let you go?”

“Looks like you’ll let me go?”

Qing Renyu stood there as his usual self.

“Anyway, what you want isn’t for Hwasan to die here, right?”

He was right.

The ultimate profit Lee Ro-woon wanted was for the conflict between Hainan and Hwasan to begin in earnest.

But if Hwasan were annihilated here.

“Eunha wouldn’t want to get involved in this fight yet, would she?”

“You’re going to leave Eunha alone?”

Qing Renyu, he knew that all of this was a game made by Lee Ro-woon for Eunha.

If Hainan’s Oh Jin-kyung was alive, he would put the blame on Hwasan, but considering Qing Renyu’s influence, there was no way for Eunha to avoid responsibility.

“Of course. I’m very interested in you.”

“That’s some bull.”

“Don’t misunderstand, I’m not into guys.”

Lee Ro-woon’s fist was also lowered.

“Hwasan will retreat from here. I promise. Eunha will have nothing to do with this. Anyway, there’s no one to believe.”

Qing Renyu slowly retreated, as if facing a beast.

“But what to do.”

Lee Ro-woon’s lowered fist.

No, Lee Ro-woon.

“I have no intention of just letting you go.”

Appeared before Qing Renyu’s eyes.

A powerful fist rising from the ground.

A fist that could not be survived by Qing Renyu if hit by that attack that tore through space.

Booom.

The fist that instantly approached and stuck to Qing Renyu’s stomach.

Kwaaaang!

The explosion that occurred in an instant swallowed everything.

The hazy dust disappeared, revealing the scene.

“I missed.”

The figure of Qing Renyu, who should have been in front of Lee Ro-woon, had disappeared without a trace.

“Guild Master.”

Jeong Chi-soo approached Lee Ro-woon and spoke.

His face was full of embarrassment.

Following Jeong Chi-soo’s gaze, he saw the subdued Hwasan members.

“That is…”

Jeong Chi-soo said.

“They all committed suicide.”

Taking advantage of the chaos of Lee Ro-woon and Qing Renyu’s clash, most of the Hwasan members had committed suicide.

A thorough determination and venom to leave no trace.

“It can’t be helped. The goal has been achieved anyway.”

Lee Ro-woon turned his eyes, which had been gleaming with murderous intent, back to normal, and then turned his gaze.

‘What I felt at the last moment.’

Lee Ro-woon’s fist had clearly reached Qing Renyu.

But the feeling that had faded and disappeared told Lee Ro-woon one of Qing Renyu’s secrets.

“The plum blossom of Hwasan has learned the Demonic Heavenly Divine Art, huh.”

He had learned a truly absurd secret.

Now, only one thing remained.

Gooooooo!

A black storm raging in the distance, the fight between Goo Hyung-jin and Do Mu-sung was raging within it.

***

The raging black storm.

It was a vortex formed by the demonic energy emanating from Goo Hyung-jin’s body.

Swish, swish, swish!

A cluster of demonic energy that constantly transformed into black blades, aiming at Do Mu-sung.

Kakang! Kakang!

Do Mu-sung was deflecting all those attacks within his sword barrier.

Paah!

He was even counterattacking.

Do Mu-sung’s eyes, burning red.

“He’s completely lost his reason.”

He said in a cold voice to Goo Hyung-jin, who had become a demon.

Kaang!

Goo Hyung-jin could no longer be said to be wielding a sword.

He was swinging his arm, which had become one with the sword, aiming at Do Mu-sung.

-Krrr.

What was that different from a monster?

Moreover.

Shweeeek-!

Goo Hyung-jin’s attacks no longer showed the spirit or techniques of Hainan.

Just a swing that was left with only evil and murderous intent.

Kaang!

There was no way it could reach Do Mu-sung.

“It’s a pity.”

Do Mu-sung said, deflecting Goo Hyung-jin’s arm.

“That a martial artist like you has become like this.”

To Do Mu-sung, Goo Hyung-jin was a person of some importance.

He had lived his life for the sword, but trapped in the Blood King Fortress, Do Mu-sung had never properly wielded a sword.

He had been sparring as if in real combat, but Do Mu-sung had always wished for it.

A thrilling battle where the moment and honed techniques determined everything.

For him, the battle with Goo Hyung-jin was the first real battle he had ever experienced.

The thrill of that time, the excitement of that time.

“I wanted to have a proper fight with you again.”

It was something that could not be felt with the current Goo Hyung-jin.

Goo Hyung-jin’s arm, strangely bent and sharpened, aimed at Do Mu-sung.

Kaang!

No matter how much power was contained within it.

“You can no longer reach me.”

Do Mu-sung did not give Goo Hyung-jin an opening.

But it was the same for his situation.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

The techniques he had honed throughout his life could not cut through Goo Hyung-jin’s body.

‘It’s not enough.’

He could not cut through that massive demonic energy barrier.

A battle of defense, not offense.

“…….”

Do Mu-sung knew that he was at a disadvantage.

Goo Hyung-jin was burning the source of his life and emitting demonic energy even at this moment.

On the other hand, Do Mu-sung was only consuming the internal energy residing in his dantian [energy center in the body].

“Kuh.”

Even if the techniques did not reach, the power was chipping away at Do Mu-sung.

Do Mu-sung’s eyes became even more intensely red.

‘I must break him in one move.’

Focusing more and more, he would cut him down in one go with the maximum sharpness he could create.

That was the only way he could win.

Goooo!

A state of becoming one with the sword.

Do Mu-sung, who had achieved the unity of sword and spirit, became a blade himself.

A blade that could cut through everything and cut down everything.

His sword slowly fell from the sky.

The surging qi [life force] cut through the vortex of demonic energy and cut down the incoming blades.

And it reached Goo Hyung-jin’s two arms.

Swish!

His arms, which had not been cut until now, slowly began to split.

Further down, the moment his sword was about to fall as if it would cut down everything in the world.

Kwaaang!

Do Mu-sung was thrown back.

“……!”

Even though he had shown the greatest sharpness he could achieve.

“I couldn’t cut him down.”

He had failed to cut down Goo Hyung-jin.

Goo Hyung-jin’s split arms regenerated, and even greater demonic energy poured out from his skull, which was about to split.

Do Mu-sung gripped his sword again.

-Looks like he’s struggling.

At that moment, a voice he respected echoed in Do Mu-sung’s head.

-It’s impossible to cut down a demon in your current state.

It was Lee Ro-woon, who knew more about Demonic Heavenly Energy than anyone else, who could say that with certainty.

“If you tell me to retreat, I will retreat.”

Do Mu-sung said, biting his lip.

He had learned that a martial artist should die fighting his opponent, but if it was the word of the Blood Demon Lee Ro-woon, he would even abandon his pride as a martial artist.

-There’s no need for that.

The voice that came.

-I permit the release of the restriction.

Do Mu-sung closed his eyes while gripping his sword.

Even at this moment, blades that would tear him apart were flying at him.

Swish! Swish!

Blood began to flow from Do Mu-sung’s skin as if it were being shaved off.

When Do Mu-sung opened his eyes.

“Understood.”

He had become a completely different person.

Chwaaaaaaaa!

Streams of blood gushing out from the cut skin, it wrapped around Do Mu-sung.

-Kuaaaaa!

Goo Hyung-jin combined his two arms to create a huge spear to pierce him, who had turned into a cocoon.

When the spear, rotating like a drill, was about to head towards the cocoon.

Paah!

The cocoon of blood that had wrapped around Do Mu-sung burst open.

The tip of the spear, rotating and shooting.

Kaaaat!

The tip splits.

-Krrr…?-

He felt something was wrong, but it was already too late.

Swish.

A thin line from Goo Hyung-jin’s head to his groin.

Puhwaaaak!

Goo Hyung-jin was being split in half.

In front of him, Do Mu-sung stood with his sword lowered.

Blood-red eyes and blood-red hair.

“Haa….”

Black tears of blood were flowing from his eyes.

An indescribable sense of fulfillment and fighting spirit filled his entire body.

* * *

“…….”

Jeong Chi-soo stared at the scene with excited eyes.

Do Mu-sung fighting the demon.

In a situation that seemed disadvantageous, a change occurred.

He had seen Lee Ro-woon’s muttering mouth, so he knew what was about to happen.

Kwak.

But seeing it directly was a completely different sensation.

“The… Blood Demon God.”

The Blood Demon God that Lee Ro-woon had shown on the day of the Blood Demon’s arrival.

Do Mu-sung had shown it.

According to the teachings of the Blood Cult, it was impossible.

Only one person could achieve the Blood Demon God, the Blood Demon.

But he did not think that Do Mu-sung was the Blood Demon.

He knew that only one person, Lee Ro-woon, was the true Blood Demon.

“It’s been a long time since the last release of the restriction, hasn’t it?”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, Jeong Chi-soo carefully nodded his head.

Since the restriction was not released without Lee Ro-woon’s permission, there had been no separate release of the restriction.

“That’s your current strength.”

“……!”

“Blood Beast, the fact that you guys are called the Blood Demon God is nothing special.”

It was just that the demonic energy filled inside the body was amplified and tearing the body apart.

“Anyone who has learned the Blood Demon Divine Art can do it.”

It was the ability that could be called the function and curse of the Blood Demon Divine Art.

Lee Ro-woon’s gaze towards Jeong Chi-soo.

“And you guys learned a minor version of the Blood Demon Divine Art, right?”

The Blood Art, it was a martial art that was newly created after meeting Lee Ro-woon.

The Blood Demon Art was exactly that.

Kwak.

He was aware that he had grown.

But he never thought it would be to this extent.

As a martial artist, what other words were needed?

“I will dedicate everything to the Blood Demon.”

Lee Ro-woon, who had given him this power, was a god.

Not the subservience of blood and the loyalty of a Blood Cultist, but the loyalty of a martial artist.

-I will dedicate everything to the Blood Demon!

A silent echo was being conveyed to Lee Ro-woon.

“Useless.”

Lee Ro-woon, who said that, turned around.

He released the barrier he had created for the conversation and cast his gaze.

“…….”

It was a gaze towards Oh Jin-kyung, who had regained his senses.

“Who… are you….”