Weapon-Eating Bastard [EN]: Chapter 137

Weapon-Devouring Illegitimate Son – Chapter 137

The reason why as many as 2,000 people applied for this Grand Martial Arts Tournament preliminary round was entirely due to Seo Woong-geon.

So, how should one easily deal with those countless participants?

The method is simple.

Seo Woong-geon just needs to be unable to attend the Grand Martial Arts Tournament.

Since Seo Woong-geon was being consumed by the Demon Sword and wouldn’t stop killing, there was no aversion to killing him.

‘Seo Woong-geon’s bodyguards are nearby. I’ll deal with him swiftly before I’m interrupted.’

Whoosh!

As soon as I entered the alley, I activated the Kanggi Body [a technique that enhances physical abilities and perception].

Instantly, the perceived time stretched out, and I began to feel the flow of all power as if it were in my hands.

I was already aware of the presence of the secret guards who were hiding and belatedly noticing the abnormality and rushing towards me.

I stared intently only at Seo Woong-geon, who was moving very slowly.

Seo Woong-geon belatedly raised his aura and tried to block with the Demon Sword.

But I had already finished that process and approached within striking distance of Seo Woong-geon.

Clang!

I deliberately struck the Blood Demon Sword blocking the front with great force.

The Blood Demon Sword, with its crimson blade, bounced off and became embedded in the adjacent wall.

‘What is this…!’

Seo Woong-geon’s eyes trembled with astonishment.

He was clearly a few steps away, but in the blink of an eye, the opponent had approached right in front of him as if they had teleported.

‘F-Fast! I need to defend first…!’

Having lost his sword, Seo Woong-geon enveloped his entire body in aura.

It was the Nine Dragons Aura, an aura skill personally taught by the Nine Dragons Lord, one of the strongest of his generation.

This Kanggi Body, which wraps the entire body with nine strands of aura, could not be penetrated even by peers, let alone frontline martial arts masters.

Although it was impossible to cover the entire body due to insufficient training, it was easy to defend the area where that sword was being wielded.

Clang!

Sparks flew as the Nine Dragons Aura and the stranger’s sword collided.

‘I blocked it!’

Seo Woong-geon’s eyes sparkled, and he immediately tried to retreat.

Having succeeded in blocking the attack, he planned to retrieve the Demon Sword and immediately reorganize his stance.

But.

Thud-.

In an instant, the attack that he thought he had blocked penetrated his abdomen so smoothly.

“Ugh!”

The Nine Dragons Aura was breached.

Seo Woong-geon hurriedly twisted his body, evading the path of the sword that was trying to penetrate into his internal organs.

“Heeugh, heeugh…”

Seo Woong-geon clutched his stomach and staggered backward.

Even as he groaned, Seo Woong-geon immediately grasped the situation.

‘The Nine Dragons Aura wasn’t breached!’

The Nine Dragons Aura was still surrounding his abdomen.

Then why was he stabbed?

‘Could it be…?’

Did it squeeze through?

Through this gap in the aura, narrower than a strand of silk?

The Nine Dragons Aura is a technique that tightly wraps the body with nine strands of aura.

When completed, it is a technique no different from absolute defense, but the Nine Dragons Aura that Seo Woong-geon wields is not perfect, leaving very minute gaps.

But that doesn’t make sense.

Finding that gap is as difficult as finding a grain of sand on a beach.

It’s impossible unless the opponent knows all the aura’s flow patterns of the Nine Dragons Aura!

‘That was a foolish choice. I should have evaded instead of defending.’

I took a quick step, looking at Seo Woong-geon.

I have the Mystic Eyes [an ability to perceive subtle details and weaknesses].

I can easily find the gaps in a half-baked Kanggi Body, let alone a complete Nine Dragons Aura.

“Kugh!”

A look of dismay appeared in Seo Woong-geon’s eyes.

Then, he hurriedly kicked off the ground and leaped backward.

But there was no way his evasion could be faster than my speed with the activated Mana Body [a technique that enhances speed and agility].

Whoo-oong!

An attack aimed precisely at the heart.

The power of the Gale Wind Kanggi, optimized for close combat, was imbued in Mujin [MC’s sword].

Mujin, compressed and compressed to unleash sharp power, extended as it was.

Crack!

The sound of bones and flesh tearing.

It was the sound of Seo Woong-geon’s heart being torn apart by Mujin.

“Keuk! Keugh!”

Seo Woong-geon collapsed to the ground.

A fist-sized hole was blown through the spot where his heart was.

A tremendous amount of blood began to pour out, not just flowing but almost gushing like a fountain.

The next moment.

Bang!

I immediately swung Mujin to defend against an attack targeting my back.

“Recover the Demon Sword and Young Master first!”

The five bodyguards, wearing dark clothes, belatedly caught up.

They were the bodyguards I had sensed in advance.

Three bodyguards surrounded the already heart-ruptured Seo Woong-geon, and the other two stood in front of and behind me, swallowing hard.

“Go quickly!”

One of the three men surrounding Seo Woong-geon carried Seo Woong-geon’s body, another retrieved the Demon Sword wearing special gloves, and the last one guarded the surroundings and darted out of the alley.

“…Which organization is behind this?”

Perhaps to prevent my pursuit, the two bodyguards blocked my front and back and spoke.

‘As expected, they don’t think it’s a solo act.’

I chuckled and moved Mujin.

At that moment, the men standing in front of and behind me flinched.

I took a step forward.

* * *

The preliminary round of the Grand Martial Arts Tournament began.

The preliminary round was held in a huge circular arena located in the center of Sichuan Province.

Below the spectator seats, martial arts stages of about 30 meters in length and width were closely packed together.

It was a rather narrow arena for martial artists who had mastered mana to compete, but it seemed that they had no choice but to divide it like that because there were so many participants.

Clang! Chaeng!

And in that arena, a total of three rounds of matches were being held every five minutes per match in the first round.

The progression of the preliminary round was simple.

The participants were divided into 20 groups with a little over 100 people per group, and those who won 5 or more matches out of a total of 10 matches per person in that group advanced to the second preliminary round.

The second and third preliminary rounds also divided the groups again and proceeded with the matches.

Of course, in the final third preliminary round, the rule that only those who won 5 or more matches could advance disappeared, and instead, only the participants with the best records advanced to compete and determine the 15 finalists.

“Kitayama wins!”

“Oss!”

“Wang Kyung-chun wins!”

“Hahaha! I won!”

I looked down at the bustling arena.

Numerous young martial artists from the Asian region were present here.

Some of them were people I had heard of in my previous life, and some were not.

‘The skill levels are really all over the place.’

I smiled wryly as I looked down at the arena.

The use of aura was prohibited in the first and second preliminary rounds, but even without aura, there were too many martial artists with significant differences in skill.

Those who were so-called from prestigious families or clans were accumulating wins at a rapid pace, and martial artists who boldly challenged without talent or ability were being cut down like fallen leaves.

And even amidst that.

‘Those are the ones.’

Participants who occasionally showed strange behavior were seen.

Martial artists who were determined to rush at their opponents as if aiming for a mutual destruction even though it was just the preliminary round.

At that moment, someone slowly approached and sat next to me.

Without turning my gaze, I looked only at the arena and asked quietly.

“What’s wrong this time?”

It was Jang Han who had disguised himself.

Just as Jang Han recognized my disguise, I could also tell that it was him even when he was disguised.

“Was it you?”

Jang Han said that right away.

I replied without still looking at Jang Han.

“If you suddenly come and ask if it was me, I don’t know what to say.”

“The Demon Sword Lord was attacked by a stranger yesterday.”

“Was there such a thing? I guess he got badly hurt?”

“He disappeared and there’s no news. He probably won’t be able to participate in this Grand Martial Arts Tournament.”

“Really? That’s too bad. The preliminary round starts today.”

Jang Han chuckled at my nonchalant reply.

“It was you.”

“……”

“Don’t you think I’ll report it to the main family?”

“Don’t accuse me of something I didn’t do. I haven’t left the hotel since I parted ways with you yesterday.”

Jang Han made a dumbfounded expression.

Well, there’s no reason to report it to the main family, and even if he did, there’s no evidence.

‘This boy probably has an alibi and has thoroughly erased any physical evidence.’

‘If I report it carelessly, I’ll be disciplined or retaliated against for making a false report.’

There were many things he was curious about, starting with how he found out the Demon Sword Lord’s route… but Jang Han didn’t bother asking.

“Rather, it’s good for me, so it doesn’t matter.”

Since the complicated matter has been resolved, the number of 2,000 people has also been dealt with, and the preliminary round will be handled in a normal way.

Besides, the fact that the Demon Sword Lord was harmed was also helpful to Jang Han’s goal of aiming for the top of the Nine Dragons Clan.

“By the way, you were more of a madman than I thought. In this situation, you just moved first and eliminated the culprit.”

“Well. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

I chuckled.

‘Rather, I don’t understand why you’re making other plans when you know where the culprit is.’

2,000 people? External interference in the competition?

After all, if all of that is for the Demon Sword Lord, then wouldn’t it be solved if the Demon Sword Lord just disappeared?

Why wait until troublesome things happen when you know where the culprit is?

Everything would be solved if you just cut off that culprit.

“Usually, don’t you think about how to deal with 2,000 people? What kind of person would think about dealing with the direct disciple of the Nine Dragons Clan first?”

“I don’t know who it is, but the person who dealt with the Demon Sword Lord thought quite well. He pierced the gap that everyone thought so.”

“Your martial power is more amazing than I thought. The Demon Sword Lord always had a bodyguard attached to him.”

The conversation went around in circles.

Jang Han only said what he wanted to say, not even paying attention to my answer.

I didn’t bother pointing it out and recalled what happened last night.

It was a surprise attack that was possible because I launched a preemptive attack and drove him all the time.

Activating the Mana Body to preemptively drop the Demon Sword, using the Mystic Eyes to land a blow, and then driving him to strike his heart.

If the Demon Sword Lord had been prepared, the situation would have unfolded a little differently.

‘In the first place, the fact that he couldn’t prepare for a sudden situation proves his skill.’

Still, it went well as planned, so it was easy to deal with.

It would have been troublesome if it had taken time to deal with the Demon Sword Lord until the bodyguards arrived.

Besides, it would have been more complicated if the five bodyguards had left the heart-ruptured Demon Sword Lord and tried to catch me first.

‘Anyway, the fact that they take care of the dead Demon Sword Lord itself is different from Soong Moo Yi Ga [a martial arts clan].’

If it were Soong Moo Yi Ga, even if a direct descendant was in that state, they would think about what to do with the culprit first, and they wouldn’t bother using three out of five to carry away a person who had suffered a fatal injury that couldn’t be recovered.

Anyway, the three took the Demon Sword Lord, who was in an unrecoverable state with his heart gone, and ran away, and the two blocked me.

Both were about 5th grade martial artists.

It wasn’t difficult to deal with them.

After that, I erased the traces and left the scene.

“It seems that it hasn’t been revealed yet what happened to the Demon Sword Lord. Judging by the fact that there are people fighting like crazy like that.”

I gestured towards the arena.

Jang Han shook his head.

“Of course they don’t know. I only found out through my personal informant. They are still moving as agreed. When they find out soon… some guys will just give up. Thanks to you, the preliminary round will proceed quite cleanly.”

“I don’t know why you say thanks to me.”

“…Are you going to keep doing that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Never mind.”

Jang Han snorted.

“Anyway, I can compete with you without any complicated things now.”

I made a strange expression.

Since there are so many participants and it’s not about determining the rankings but only determining the finalists, the possibility of running into Jang Han throughout the preliminary round was not very high.

Still, if we do run into each other.

‘I’m looking forward to it.’

The aura of Jang Han that I feel from time to time.

Will I be able to win?

‘Of course, I’ll win.’

Then I’m looking forward to how far I can go.

“By the way…”

Jang Han pointed to a small object on my lap with a sullen expression.

“What is that bird?”

-Bbyak!

The bird that hasn’t left me since I brought it from Daemado had followed me here.

“…Ignore it.”