Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 3
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Episode 3
“No!”
I died and was reborn, but once again, I was at the crossroads of life and death when I heard a voice of salvation.
“You are being too harsh on a child.”
I turned my head towards the direction where the voice came from and saw a beautiful woman appearing with a frown on her face.
Before I could feel a sense of relief at having saved her from this dangerous situation, I couldn’t help but admire her appearance.
A white face that makes the hot sunlight of the South pale in comparison.
Large, black eyes that seem to be sucked in from beneath long, drooping eyelashes.
Strong-looking eyes.
A nose that starts between the eyebrows and extends straight.
Even each step he takes is graceful and elegant.
In this barbaric land where a single lord was trying to break the head of a small lord, where his father allowed it, and where everyone was anticipating the scene with delighted expressions, only she lived in a different world.
“Surely your mother doesn’t recognize you?”
Deoksam whispered.
Oh, it’s my mother.
“Sodongju looks exactly like his mother.”
Oh, do I look like that?
You haven’t seen Tokyo yet, so you don’t know my face.
If it weren’t for that woman, or rather, my mother, I would have died with my head broken without ever seeing this handsome face.
By the way, if my face looked just like my mother’s, wouldn’t I be really handsome?
He has such a strong body and a handsome face.
He really was born with it all.
“Myung is only sixteen years old. How can you personally step forward and let such a young child stand before you?”
“Madam, this secret was requested by the man himself. I am giving him the opportunity to prove himself as the Dongju.”
“I was also watching the situation. Sodongju wanted a chance to prove his efforts, not his skills. But does it make sense for Gam Daeju, one of the best in the East, to step forward himself?”
Nam Woong-dae-ju, who was standing in front of me, quietly lowered his fist.
Is this why women are weak but mothers are strong?
All the bear-like men are quiet.
“The decision has already been made. It’s what that guy wants. So there’s nothing we can do.”
No, when did I?
“Can’t you give me another opponent?”
Anyway, he told me to do it.
* * *
A moment later, a large man who had been hastily called out stood on the stage.
In terms of size, he is the largest of all the people gathered here.
In his hand he held a huge axe that made one wonder if he could really swing it.
I was trying to fight a person but ended up fighting a bear.
“I am Ma Yeong-hu of Nam Woong-dae. I have just received the title of warrior. I am one of the best in terms of strength and toughness, so show me the results of your efforts. I will be a suitable opponent for you.”
I don’t know why a guy who is considered one of the best in terms of strength and toughness is a suitable opponent, but this time, even my mother, who was the only one on my side, said nothing.
“I don’t intend to look down on Sodongju. I’m just not in a good mood right now. I didn’t train every day just to deal with Sodongju, who just plays around every day.”
“Okay, then. Just put that ugly axe down for now.”
thud.
I just put down an axe and it makes a rock-falling sound.
How on earth do you swing such a huge axe?
Before we knew it, giant unmanned creatures began to gather one by one and surround us.
Judging by their size and unusual energy, they are probably warriors from Namcheon Damdong.
Seeing everyone drenched in sweat, it seems like they heard the news during training and came to watch.
“So Dong-ju is going to fight Ma Yeong-hu? With his innate divine power, he’s someone who won’t be outdone no matter where he goes. What did So Dong-ju do wrong? Did he forget his own skills?”
“I guess you ate some colorful poisonous mushroom and lost your memory. Haha.”
“By the way, why did Dong-ju choose Ma Yeong-hu as his opponent? That strong and tough guy.”
“Isn’t this the time to completely rip out Sodongju’s mind?”
“Young-hoo, even though you’re called So-dong-ju, treat me gently. Hehe.”
He is a so-called troublemaker, but no one respects him.
Of course.
This is Namman.
A land where only the strong are respected.
Then all you have to do is show some power worthy of respect.
“With bare hands!”
My father set a condition for the non-combat mission.
The idea is to fight using only pure physical ability.
I don’t know if this is a good deal.
In my previous life, I was a swordsman who only used swords.
I am not unaware of the recommended method, but I have not practiced it properly.
What threat would my frail fists have posed to my opponent in my previous life?
Anyway, it would have been my wrist that broke.
“I hope it doesn’t fall too quickly.”
The wild bear spoke, spinning his fist the size of a rock.
My fist came into view, which looked firm, though not as strong as mine.
Somehow, I feel more excited than worried.
They stood facing each other in the center of the training ground.
He’s a head taller than me.
Looking at his thick neck and waist that resembles a tree stump, he must have a lot of muscle mass.
Surely, that power will be great.
“Do your best.”
I said a few words with sincerity.
Anyway, this is my first fight in this life, and I don’t want to hear that I lost because I let my guard down.
I should start getting ready too.
Dark soul eye.
It means seeing the soul in the darkness.
It is an eye skill obtained by chance in a previous life.
It came into my hands as a tattered copy of a book that someone had hastily copied, but the latter part was missing and I couldn’t learn it.
So, in my previous life, I could only reach the fourth stage, Hongan (紅眼).
This ability alone earned him the name Hong An-gwi and the reputation of being one of the three greatest assassins of the Central Plains.
Of course, now we have to start over from scratch.
The first step, the right eye, remained in my head.
Right eye.
Seeing the other person and the situation correctly.
The ability to read movement and pitch.
First, I have to trust my eyes.
“I’m ready.”
He announced the start of the direct war.
How much can this body move according to my will?
I’m excited.
thud.
As if he had been waiting, Ma Young-hoo stepped on the ground and rushed in.
Without even introducing yourself or saying hello.
The Namman ritual is good because it does not have any miscellaneous rites.
What kind of courtesy can people who are going to fight anyway have?
In a moment, we’ll be shoving our fists into each other’s faces.
A guy who looks strong is also fast.
Ma Young-hoo’s fist, which had already come close to my nose, blocks my vision.
It feels like a huge rock is rolling right in front of you.
I ran head-on into that relentless momentum.
“I… … I… … !”
Sighs came out from those around me as if my face had already sunk in.
Maybe it’s not a sigh, but an anticipation.
The direction in which the toes and eyes are facing.
Movement of the shoulders and rotation of the waist.
Everything is visible.
I dodged the fist rushing towards my face by just a sheet of paper.
No, I was going to do that… … .
And then he tried to throw his fist at his empty right side.
I knew it would happen.
Phew.
Things flash before my eyes.
It felt like a large rock was flying into my temple and hitting me.
A shock so dizzying that it makes you wonder if you will be reincarnated again.
Bang bang bang.
I flew through the air and flew backwards.
It only came to a stop after rolling around three times.
“Kekekeke. I’m right. I’m telling you, you must have picked up something weird and lost your memory. Otherwise, how could you have fearlessly attacked Ma Young-hoo? Kkeke.”
“Oh my. Why did that guy have to ruin So Dong-ju’s pretty face? Why was he going to listen to the complaints of the girls in the other country?”
Ridicule poured down from all around.
But what puzzled me wasn’t the torrent of ridicule.
Oh, why is it like this?
Something doesn’t seem right.
The problem is this new body.
The head that takes in information and decides the next action.
And the body that is supposed to follow that decision is all playing around separately.
But it’s even more surprising that it’s holding up.
If I had that poor body from my previous life, I would have collapsed in a pool of blood.
That rock-like fist that blows away the opponent in one blow is amazing, but this body that quickly comes to its senses after being hit by it is even more amazing.
“Phew.”
I got up from my seat and caught my breath.
You just have to get used to it… … .
My current situation is like giving the world’s greatest sword to a guy who was swinging a branch he broke off from a tree.
It means that we just have to overcome this misalignment.
“Phew… … .”
I took a deep breath and moved my body around.
Fortunately, it seems like it’s going to fit in now.
“I didn’t let my guard down. Let’s fight again.”
As if waiting for me to come to my senses, Ma Young-hoo rushed in again.
The wind pressure from the landslide-like fist makes my hair fly.
But now it’s different… … .
I took a step to the side without taking my eyes off the outstretched fist.
And then he thrust his fist deep into the empty right side.
A fist that uses all the strength of the body while rotating greatly around the left foot.
The muscles in my right arm are trembling with tension.
Phew!
A thrilling impact.
Ah! This is the fight I wanted.
A feeling of being deeply stuck in.
This feeling of putting my fist into the opponent instead of sticking it in.
It was clearly a good hit, but it only stopped the opponent’s movements.
Still, he raised both eyebrows as if he was surprised by the unexpected blow and made an expression of disbelief.
“Oh! So even Sodongju has something to believe in.”
“Did you see that movement? It’s pretty nimble.”
The already noisy surroundings became even noisier.
I glanced over and saw that there was no change in my father’s expression.
Ma Young-hoo shook his head from side to side and opened his mouth.
“This one hit the jackpot. I wasn’t letting my guard down either.”
Clean, no excuses.
Those guys from the Central Plains always have long tongues.
Sometimes your opponent is lucky, sometimes you let your guard down, and sometimes you’re just not feeling well today.
Especially, the so-called prestigious political factions are worse.
“How about having a match using only the basic martial art of Namcheon Damdong, the Pasan Kwon (破山拳)? Surely, it is not possible that So Dongju of Namcheon Damdong did not learn Pasan Kwon.”
No. This is my first time hearing about this martial art.
Why are you suddenly changing the rules?
I can hear some giggling around me, so I guess I haven’t learned the basics of bankruptcy.
However, saying that we should just go with bankruptcy means that you want to embarrass me here.
I guess he must have been quite annoying because he didn’t even practice and just slept around every day.
“Okay.”
Well, I guess I’ll have to start learning from now on.
I observed my opponent while catching my breath.
Spread your legs apart and bend them slightly.
Fists on your waist.
It looks like a tree rooted in the ground.
It’s a good, unwavering posture.
Perhaps in that position, he would completely rotate his waist and put all his body strength into his fist.
This time I rushed in first.
As if waiting, the fist of the bankruptcy right flies.
A power that cannot be compared to before.
Although it packs a ton of power, the twist is concise and quick.
It is clearly different from the martial arts of the Central Plains that are only superficial.
But I’m still faster.
The first of the first!
First come, first served.
The opponent’s sword does not reach me, but my sword pierces my heart.
The most efficient attack.
My fist landed on his temple before his fist could reach me.
puck.
I thought it was properly plugged in.
There is no way it wasn’t shocking.
But without stopping, another fist comes flying.
He ducked down to avoid it, then stabbed the king in the temple again.
thud.
Now I stop and take a step back.
But still an aggressive stance.
“That doesn’t seem like a bankruptcy claim.”
Oh, I forgot. Sorry.
Actually, I don’t know much about bankruptcy.
The opponent is still full of fighting spirit.
He clearly hasn’t had any gains in the last few fights.
But that warrior’s eyes do not consider the practicalities of the battle.
A look in his eyes that says he will take your bones even if you give up your flesh with just one attack.
This must be a fight between men.
Still, my eyes are faster.
If I keep dodging all the punches and gradually building up the impact, that bear-like guy will eventually kneel before me.
But is this right?
I have been living in poverty for a long time.
I have lived my entire life in a state of thorough calculation and numerical battles.
It was an inevitable choice, being born with a body like trash.
But should it still be like that now?
Should I live the same life now that I’m reborn?
Boohoo.
At that moment, when my head was filled with complicated thoughts, a giant fist came crashing down again.
He crossed his arms and blocked the attack without giving anyone a chance to dodge.
Boom!
I thought I blocked it properly, but it got pushed back a page.
The two arms blocking the way are warm.
My heart started pounding like crazy.
This is a real fight.
Ma Young-hoo’s fist, which had been rushing in after me as I was pushed back, once again covered my eyes.
Maybe everyone believes that they have to crack my head to get my rotten mind back.
Phew!
He once again blocked the rock-like fist with all his might.
A momentary breathtaking and dizzying feeling.
I feel like I might be reincarnated into another world again.
Before I could even come to my senses, a merciless attack poured down.
I was able to hold on because I had the first stage of the dark mind, the still mind.
I frantically dodged and blocked the opponent’s attacks, reading the direction of his feet and shoulders, the movement of his muscles, and his breathing, then extended my fist.
They fought frantically at close range, where they could feel each other’s breathing.
A fierce battle unfolded for almost an hour with neither side backing down.
As if they had made a promise, they only swung both their fists.
If you saw it from a distance, it would have looked like a street fight.
“Wow!”
In an instant, the surrounding area became noisy.
It can’t be helped.
So Dong-ju, who had never shown any real training, was fighting on equal terms with Ma Yeong-hu, who had already been given the title of warrior.
And what a fierce wildness this is, one that never backs down.
bang.
He blocked the fist aimed at his face with both arms and deliberately took a few steps back.
“Phew.”
They both took a deep breath.
I’ve been living in life-or-death situations for decades, but this is the first fight that has made my heart race like it does now.
I wish this fight could go on forever.
My mouth is full of blood and my whole body feels numb.
I’m confused, but I’m having fun.
This fight is fun.
But this can’t continue forever.
Now it’s time to wrap things up.
Was this definitely the position?
Ma Young-hoo took the basic stance of bankruptcy rights that he had been unfolding.
His poor body has been reborn, but his genius intellect remains the same.
If you have basic martial arts skills, you can do it as much as you want.
I closed my eyes and felt this new body from the tips of my toes to my fingertips.
The muscles of my entire body tremble silently.
When I opened my eyes again.
When I finished adjusting to my new body.
Oh my.
The ground where Ma Young-hoo’s feet stepped split apart.
A storm-like momentum enveloped my entire body.
Ma Young-hoo’s face, gritting his teeth, came into view.
We both know.
The fact that this workshop is the last one.