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Chapter 142 : Defeating Opponents with Various Tools as Weapons
Gu Hui's party arrived at the main gate of the Gyeongcheon Demonic Fortress.
A procession of countless people was entering the city.
Most of them were people who had come to watch the Gyeongcheon Grand Festival.
The gatekeeper stopped Gu Hui, who was about to enter the city.
"That wild boar is not allowed to enter."
Eǹ_um̂ а̂. ìd
Having no choice, Gu Hui said to Heukgu.
"Heukgu, you wait outside the city."
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"...Kuik…. (I understand, my lord….)"
Heukgu had a disappointed expression.
He had wanted to watch his lord's match too….
Gu Hui, who had left Heukgu outside, entered the city with his party.
Е̊ n̆u mӓ
A short while later, the place Gu Hui arrived at was the arena of the Gyeongcheon Grand Festival.
Spectator seats that could accommodate up to 30,000 people surrounded the 100-zhang radius.
In the very center, there were ten divided fighting stages.
In the round of 128, it was set up for ten groups to fight at once.
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Before sitting in the spectator seats, Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi Ha-gon said to Gu Hui.
"Great Warrior Wang, we believe you will win."
Wе bň о vе́ l̀ Еnu ma
"We believe in Great Warrior Wang's skills, but just in case, please be careful not to get hurt."
"You must win…. My stake is on… ahem… no, it's nothing. I will be cheering for you, Young Master Wang."
Baek Su-ryeon and her party went and sat in the spectator seats.
Gu Hui took a seat in the contestant's section below the fighting stage.
A short while later, when it was time for the match to start, the inner chief steward of the Gyeongcheon Demonic Fortress, Go Seung-ji, went up onto the platform.
Then, the gazes of the tens of thousands of spectators all turned to Go Seung-ji.
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Go Seung-ji said in a voice imbued with internal energy.
[Welcome to all the contestants who have participated in the Gyeongcheon Grand Festival, and to all those who have come to watch. I am the inner chief steward, Go Seung-ji, who is in charge of the proceedings of the Gyeongcheon Grand Festival. This tournament is….]
Go Seung-gyu, who had finished his simple opening speech, began to explain the rules of the match.
The rules were simple.
When the duel began, one had to defeat the opponent.
If it was judged that one person was in a state of being unable to continue the fight, the referee could stop the duel.
Еnümӑ
And if one of the contestants expressed their intention to forfeit the match, the match would be stopped and a winner would be decided.
Other than that, if one went out of bounds, it would be treated as an out-of-bounds loss.
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The Gyeongcheon Demonic Fortress was not responsible for any deaths that occurred in the match.
The announcer, who had explained all the rules, went down from the platform.
Around each fighting stage, two referees were seated.
Since there were ten fighting stages, 20 referees were on standby.
Еnu mӑ . ї d̈
The spectators were excited.
The Gyeongcheon Grand Festival, the best martial arts tournament in the world held once every 7 years, was finally about to begin.
Watching the fights of masters made a man's heart burn.
The cheers of the spectators echoed throughout the area.
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The inner chief steward looked at the list and began to call out the titles and names of the contestants.
"Flying Eagle Divine Hand, Yang Gwang, and Soul-Chasing Divine Whip, Du Hak-pyo. You two, please move to fighting stage number 1. And…."
Е̄n̊ú m̊ǎ
The Flying Eagle Divine Hand and the Soul-Chasing Divine Whip, who were sitting in the waiting area, moved to the fighting stage with a sign that read '1' and stood facing each other.
The inner chief steward continued to call out names and assign fighting stages to the contestants.
Before they knew it, ten groups had filled the fighting stages, and they immediately began to duel at the referee's signal.
Gu Hui sat in the waiting area, watching the contestants' duels and waiting for his turn.
Suddenly, Gu Hui's gaze turned to a man standing on fighting stage number 6.
Gu Hui looked at the man with an interested gaze.
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'Not bad. I didn't expect a master of that level to participate.'
Gu Hui felt the man's strength at a glance.
He was sure that he had the strongest skills among the contestants.
The gazes of most of the spectators were all directed at fighting stage number 6.
The Red-Haired Yaksha, who was standing on fighting stage number 6, cupped his fists with a tense face.
"It is an honor to fight against one of the Three Heavens of the Evil Path. I will face you with all my might."
Е̇n.um а . і̆ď
Soon, the duel on fighting stage number 6 began, and at the same time as the start, a ray of light flashed.
The next moment, the body of the opponent contestant, the Red-Haired Yaksha, was split in two. Blood gushed out, and his entrails spilled out.
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The spectators were gaping in astonishment.
The Red-Haired Yaksha was a super-peak master representing Heilongjiang Province…!
To think that he had been bisected in a single blow….
It was a formidable martial might.
Е̌ňû m̂ӓ
The referee, who was dazed, soon came to his senses and shouted.
"Th-the One-Style Sword Demon, Sa Yeom-ho, wins…!"
The spectators were amazed and shouted Sa Yeom-ho's title.
Sa Yeom-ho's blade draw was so fast that it could not be followed even with the vision of a super-peak master.
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No one had seen his blade strike being drawn and then retrieved.
Except for one person.
Еn ŭm̆ а
Only Gu Hui could accurately see Sa Yeom-ho's blade strike.
Although it could not deceive his eyes, Gu Hui acknowledged Sa Yeom-ho's blade drawing skills.
'One of the Three Heavens of the Evil Path, Sa Yeom-ho. He was a more skilled person than the rumors. He must have reached the Transcendent Stage.'
Gu Hui instantly saw through Sa Yeom-ho's stage.
Sa Yeom-ho finished his match and immediately left the city and returned to his lodging.
If he passed the round of 128 today, the round of 64 would be held in five days.
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As time passed, it was finally Gu Hui's turn.
"The Ten Severing Blood Guest, Wang Jeong, and the Hell Demonic Axe, Kang Bul-hae. Move to fighting stage number 3."
Gu Hui and the Hell Demonic Axe went up onto fighting stage number 3.
The Hell Demonic Axe, Kang Bul-hae.
He was a super-strong master of the Unorthodox Faction.
He was one of the Seven Star Blood Guests, one of the titles representing the Unorthodox Faction.
Еn um ӓ
He used a large axe as his weapon. It was said that those who faced his great axe went straight to hell.
The Hell Demonic Axe, who had a huge body, said to Gu Hui with a creepy smile.
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"Kekek… what an unlucky fellow. To meet me in the round of 128. How pitiful. I will personally send you to hell. Kekek…."
Gu Hui maintained a calm expression.
The Hell Demonic Axe planned to split the man's body in half and send him to hell in one go when the referee signaled the start.
Suddenly, the Hell Demonic Axe saw the oar held in Gu Hui's hand and blinked his eyes.
W̃е̃ bn̊ о v̂ е ľ Ѐǹ u m å
"Huh? Isn't that an oar? Did you come from rowing on the river or something?"
Gu Hui tapped the oar with his finger.
"This is my weapon that will send you to hell."
The Hell Demonic Axe, who was blinking his eyes, suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh.
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"Pfft, puhahaha! This is a really crazy bastard. Kuhaha!"
To use an oar as a weapon.
Ӗn̆ uṁа̇
He was clearly a madman.
The spectators' gazes turned to Gu Hui. They were curious about Gu Hui, who was holding an oar.
Was he really going to use an oar as a weapon?
As everyone thought so and thought of Gu Hui as a person who was not in his right mind.
The referee signaled the start.
"Begin!"
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In an instant, the Hell Demonic Axe's figure shot out explosively. The Hell Demonic Axe, who had reached close to Gu Hui.
He grinned and raised his great axe high.
'I'll send you to hell…!'
Just as he was thinking so and was about to bring down his great axe with all his might.
The oar held in Gu Hui's hand flashed. The flat side of the oar, imbued with energy, struck the Hell Demonic Axe's abdomen.
- Bbeo-eong!!
Е̃ ñ û m̌ а̌
With an explosion that hit the ears, the Hell Demonic Axe's figure flew high into the sky. The sound of 'eok!' was a bonus.
- Shwaaaak!
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His figure flew out of the spectator seats. Then, the sound of 'kuung!' was heard.
The venue was filled with astonishment.
To hit a person with an oar and send him flying a hundred zhang away…!
It was a startling sight that made one doubt their eyes.
Е̄ nu̇m̌а̂
Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi Ha-gon were gaping in astonishment.
They had learned for the first time today that a person could be hit by an oar and bounce like a rubber ball.
The Hell Demonic Axe, who had fallen to the ground a hundred zhang away, was instantly killed. The moment he was hit by the oar, his internal organs were shaken and his breath was cut off, and his body, which had been floating in the air, fell to the ground and turned to pulp upon impact.
In the midst of the silence, the examiner, who had composed his surprised feelings, shouted.
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"T-the Ten Severing Blood Guest, Wang Jeong, wins…!"
Gu Hui went down from the fighting stage.
Е num̃ā.іd
The spectators memorized the title of the Ten Severing Blood Guest. Seeing his match today, they were interested.
They wanted to see his match again in the next round of 64.
Gu Hui went out of the arena.
Outside, Baek Su-ryeon and her party were waiting.
"Congratulations, Great Warrior Wang! As expected, I believed in you."
"Congratulations."
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Wi Ha-gon asked in a tone that he couldn't understand.
"How on earth did you do that? How could you send the Hell Demonic Axe flying that far?"
Gu Hui replied.
"There's no special secret. I just swung the oar hard."
"……."
Wi Ha-gon's gaze turned to Baek Su-ryeon.
Е n um а̀
Wi Ha-gon now understood why Baek Su-ryeon had told him to bet money on Gu Hui so much.
Baek Su-ryeon gave a faint smile.
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'See! What did I tell you.'
She muttered so to herself.
Gu Hui and his party left the city.
Outside, Heukgu was waiting with bored eyes.
Е̂n u̇m a .ĩ d̈
As Gu Hui came out, Heukgu asked.
"Kuik, kuik-iik? (You're here, my lord. How did you beat the opponent, my lord?)"
Victory was a given, and he was curious about how he had beaten the opponent.
Gu Hui told him.
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"I swung an oar and sent him flying far away. I won by making him lose by going out of bounds."
"Kuik, kuik-iik. (Oho, it must have been a sight to see.)"
Е n_u m_а̇
Heukgu was disappointed that he couldn't see that amusing scene.
* * *
After resting for five days, the Gyeongcheon Grand Festival was held again. Today was the day of the round of 64.
At the inner chief steward's call, Gu Hui and his opponent went up to fighting stage number 8.
"The Ten Severing Blood Guest, Wang Jeong, and the Mad Monk, Yul-do. Go up to fighting stage number 8."
Gu Hui and the Mad Monk stood facing each other at a distance of 2 zhang.
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The Mad Monk, Yul-do.
He was a man who had been a great monk at the Great Leiyin Temple in Tianzhu in the past.
He was a super-strong master with skills that were among the best in Tianzhu, and he was the second strongest in the Great Leiyin Temple.
12 years ago, he was excommunicated from the Great Leiyin Temple.
The reason was that he had fallen into a demonic state while learning a demonic art he had accidentally obtained and had massacred the residents of a village in Tianzhu.
After learning the demonic art, he was no longer the benevolent monk he used to be. He was a ruthless demon who enjoyed killing.
Wе ḃ.nŏv̄ѐľ Еn̈ û_m.а́
Nevertheless, he still introduced himself to people as a monk.
The Mad Monk, wearing a monk's robe and with a bald head, said to Gu Hui with a benevolent smile and his palms together.
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"Hehe, looking at the young warrior's physiognomy, it seems you are destined to go to the afterlife today. I will send you without pain. Hehe…."
Gu Hui replied.
"Then I will send you with pain."
Saying so, Gu Hui held up the backscratcher he was holding in his hand.
W е b̊n̊ ó v̄ el. E̊nu mӑ
- Seuk.
This morning, he had seen the Pyeongcheon Merchant Guild's leader scratching his back with a backscratcher, and he had borrowed it to use as a weapon in this match.
'Can you lend me that for today?'
'Huh? What are you talking about?'
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'That backscratcher you're scratching your back with.'
'……? Why this….'
Ẁ е̃b̈ ñо̀ v̈ el̈ Е̊ numӓ
'I plan to use it as a weapon in today's match.'
Wi Ha-gon had been at a loss for words.
The Mad Monk saw the backscratcher held in Gu Hui's hand and burst into laughter.
"Haha! Are you really going to fight with that?"
"Yes."
The Mad Monk did not believe Gu Hui's words.
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He would pretend to fight with the backscratcher, and as soon as the match started, he would immediately draw the sword hanging from his waist.
Unless he was crazy, he could not face him using a backscratcher as a weapon.
Thinking so, the Mad Monk said.
"Then I will face the young master with these prayer beads. Hehe."
It was a lie.
As soon as the match started, he planned to deploy his true divine martial art, the Heaven-Overturning Great Thunder Palm, and crush the man's face.
Е n.u ḿ а̂ .íd
'Kekek….'
The Mad Monk twisted his lips. He was excited.
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He wanted to burst the man's face right away. He wanted to be covered in the man's gushing blood.
Gu Hui felt the killing intent and the thick demonic energy from the Mad Monk's eyes.
Gu Hui said.
"The title of Mad Monk suits you very well. You really look like a mad monk."
Е n ůṁ å
"Hehe, you flatter me."
While ten matches were being held at the same time, more than half of the tens of thousands of spectators were now focusing their gazes on Gu Hui.
He was the Gu Hui who had previously sent the Hell Demonic Axe out of bounds in one blow by swinging an oar. They were curious about how he would face his opponent this time.
The opponent was the Mad Monk.
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A person evaluated to have skills superior to the Hell Demonic Axe.
The spectators guessed that it would not be easy.
Еñ u m̃a .id̂
The referee signaled the start.
The Mad Monk's figure, which shot out immediately.
- Swaek!
Then, the Mad Monk's palm energy, dyed in a blood-red energy, was extended, aiming for Gu Hui's face.
The Heaven-Overturning Great Thunder Palm!
Gu Hui's hand trembled.
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- Shik!
The backscratcher, drawn horizontally with a sound of tearing air. It was imbued with the energy made of the Soul Origin Breaking Qi.
The backscratcher and the Heaven-Overturning Great Thunder Palm clashed, and an impact sound that rang the ears was heard.
- Bbeong!!
And at the revealed scene, the spectators' eyes widened.
The right arm of the Mad Monk, who was extending his palm energy, was blown away up to the shoulder. Blood was pouring out of the wound, and the Mad Monk's mouth was wide open.
Е̌ ñ u m̃ а̌
"Kkeuaaaaaaaaaah!!"
The Mad Monk, who felt extreme pain.
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A light of fear appeared in his eyes.
Realizing that he was no match for Gu Hui, he hastily tried to declare his forfeiture of the match.
"I for…."
However, before his words could even finish, the swung backscratcher struck his mouth.
E nū mâ
- Bbagak!!
The fragments of the finely shattered teeth that scattered in the air.
The Mad Monk, with his jawbone shattered and blood pouring out of his mouth, knelt on the floor.
"Keo-eo…."
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The Mad Monk, who raised his gaze.
Gu Hui was looking down at the Mad Monk with indifferent eyes.
Ӗ n̂.üm̃ a . іd̈
The Mad Monk felt the fear of death.
Just as the referee, who had judged that the Mad Monk's condition was unable to resist, was about to hastily stop the match.
- Swak! Peogeok!
Faster than that, the backscratcher, which was brought down vertically, shattered the Mad Monk's head. Bone fragments and blood scattered in the air, and the headless corpse collapsed to the side.
- Kuung…
The spectators who were watching Gu Hui's match were at a loss for words.
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They all had the same thought.
'M-monster….'
'He overwhelmingly defeated the Mad Monk, a super-strong master of Tianzhu, with a backscratcher… no way….'
It was a bizarre and overwhelming sight that was hard to believe even after seeing it.
Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi Ha-gon were also surprised.
They too had not expected that he would defeat the Mad Monk so easily with a backscratcher.
Е n̈u m а́.і̊ d
They had thought they would at least exchange seven or more blows….
Gu Hui annihilated the Mad Monk, who had become a soul. His soul origin energy was absorbed into Gu Hui's body.
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The dazed referee soon shouted.
"T-the Ten Severing Blood Guest, Wang Jeong, wins!"
(End of Chapter)
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