Disciple of the Celestial Demon - Chapter 228



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Episode 228. Overwhelming Victory (2)

About an hour before that happened, Cheon Myeong-myeong came up onto the stage after finishing a short conversation with Cheon Aeng-hwa.

“What are you dawdling about?”

“…….”

“Did you by any chance say your final farewell to Cheon Aeng-hwa?”

Before Cheon Myeong-myeong arrived, Cheon Tae-bong had already arrived.

With a provocative smile on his lips, Cheon Tae-bong continued to provoke Cheon Myeong-myeong.

“By the way, you ran away without even drawing your sword. Don’t you feel ashamed in front of ten thousand believers?”

“…….”

“If it were me, I would rather die. You wouldn’t run away like Cheon Aeng-hwa, would you? Even if you did, I would kill you anyway.”

“…….”

“Say something. Or are you just too scared to speak?”

Although Cheon Tae-bong continued to speak, Cheon Myeong-myeong remained silent.

Cheon Tae-bong began to feel uncomfortable at the sight of that person staring at him with his mouth tightly shut.

“If a person speaks, there is at least a reaction…….”

“Oink oink.”

“……?”

“The pig is squealing.”

“…what?”

“Are you ready to be slaughtered?”

Cheon Myeong-myeong opened his mouth as Cheon Tae-bong had wished.

However, Cheon Tae-bong immediately got excited at the sight of him being treated like livestock, and he lifted the iron bar he was holding and tried to swing it at Cheon Myeong-myeong.

“Please wait.”

Stop-.

“We haven’t started yet. Please be careful, if you don’t follow my instructions, you may be in trouble.”

The Nakcheonmun has warned us so.

Although he was momentarily excited, Cheon Tae-bong stopped swinging the horizontal bar midway, perhaps because he still had the rationality to not suffer a crushing defeat.

Until then, Cheon Myeong-myeong was still standing in his spot, maintaining an indifferent expression and saying something to Cheon Tae-bong.

“Just wait a moment.”

“…….”

“Or are you trying to escape with a complete defeat?”

He was irritating me to the very end.

However, Cheon Tae-bong did not want to suffer a complete defeat, so he put the bar he was holding back down.

thud-.

There was a rather heavy sound when the bar hit the floor, as if expressing an unpleasant feeling.

A tense war of nerves between two people even before it starts.

Seeing that sight, the audience’s anticipation grew.

“The war of nerves is already no joke?”

“That’s right. The previous fight seemed too bland, but this one’s going to be quite interesting.”

The audience couldn’t help but be disappointed by the match between Cheon Il-myeong and Cheon Aeng-hwa.

The duel to determine the leader of the cult, and the duel on the highest stage of the Magical Cult, the Heavenly Stage, ended like that without even drawing a sword.

The people gathered here did not come to see such a trivial spectacle.

Since most people had come hoping for a fierce battle between the candidates for the minor sect leader, many of them were secretly dissatisfied with Cheon Aeng-hwa’s surrender just now.

“…….”

In contrast, this time, sparks were flying on the stage even before the dance began.

The audience was hoping that the match would start quickly, hoping that at least it wouldn’t end in such a trivial way as before.

“…Then, let’s start the second round.”

“…….”

“Cheon Tae-bong vs. Cheon Myeong-myeong. You two, each to your seats.”

At that moment, two names were called out from Nakcheonmun’s mouth.

The identity of Cheon Myeong-Myeong had always remained ambiguous, so the audience could only confirm Cheon Myeong-Myeong’s identity after hearing the name.

“Cheon Myeong Myeong? Wasn’t your name Cheon Myeong Myeong just now?”

“That’s right. Prince Baek! I never thought it would really be Prince Baek…….”

“How on earth did you get up here?”

As Cheon Myeong-myeong’s identity became clear, the commotion grew louder.

The fact that Cheon Myeong-myeong, who is not even from the Magic 100 Family, let alone the Magic 10 Family, has advanced to the semi-finals is something that any follower of the Magic Cult would naturally find questionable.

Cheon Myeong-myeong heard the murmurs directed at him, but he stared straight ahead as if he didn’t care at all.

‘Yeah, you don’t need to listen to what the guys around you are saying right now.’

That voice was also heard by Cheon Si-rang’s ears.

From the moment Cheon Myeong-myeong stood here, both Cheon Si-rang and Cheon Myeong-myeong knew that this kind of reaction would come out.

But it didn’t really matter what the crowd said.

The important thing was what Cheon Myeong-myeong showed in this place, that was all.

‘With your sword, silence all ten thousand people here.’

So that he will no longer be called the stigma of Baek Gong Ja.

If it was his sword, it should be able to do that much. Cheon Si-rang muttered to himself as he watched the stage.

“Are you both ready?”

After explaining the rules, Nakcheonmun asked the two people:

“Let’s start quickly.”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

Cheon Tae-bong looked ready to charge at any moment like a bull.

When both of them answered that they were ready, Nakcheonmun quietly raised his hand.

Swish-.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on Nakcheonmun’s hand.

What kind of secret will unfold this time? The answer will be known the moment that hand goes down.

“Get started.”

Putting his hands down, Nakcheonmun declared the start.

Pot-.

At that moment, as if he had been waiting, Cheon Tae-bong ran towards me holding the horizontal bar.

At the same time, a clear energy appeared on the horizontal bar.

Now, no one could stop him. Cheon Tae-bong threw himself down on the horizontal bar like a loose colt.

bang-!

The iron bar that Cheon Tae-bong brought down did not hit Cheon Myeong-myeong’s head.

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But even with just a single missed blow, the audience could see Cheon Tae-bong’s strength.

A sharp crack appears in the stone slab where the iron bar has been struck.

The stone slabs installed on the Celestial Stage were several times stronger than ordinary stone slabs, so it was impossible to even scratch them with a slight impact.

However, the fact that a crack appeared with just one blow proved that the iron bar that Cheon Tae-bong struck down was that powerful.

‘You’re avoiding me like a rat again this time.’

Cheon Tae-bong also knew that Cheon Myeong-myeong was quick.

The movement seemed quick, but in the end it was just that.

Since it was clear that if his horizontal bar hit even once, Cheon Myeong-myeong’s legs would stop as well, Cheon Tae-bong swung the horizontal bar repeatedly at a faster speed than before.

Boohoo-!

Cheon Tae-bong was swinging the horizontal bar freely, which was so heavy that it would be difficult for three adult men to lift.

Moreover, as the speed was getting faster and faster, the audience was also sweating.

Yes, this is exactly what they wanted.

Now that the martial arts worthy of a candidate for the sect leader were unfolding before our eyes, loud exclamations poured out from all directions.

“Yeah! This is why I came here…….”

At that moment, a loud crashing sound that swallowed up the violent cheers echoed inside.

The center of the sound was naturally the stage, where Cheon Myeong-myeong and Cheon Tae-bong were pointing their swords and iron bars at each other.

Jeok-.

Two people each thrusting their weapons forward.

They seemed to be simultaneously swinging their weapons at each other, colliding exactly in the middle.

Then, with a strange sound, one of the two’s weapons fell to the floor like grains of sand.

“……!”

Countless pieces of iron fall onto the stage.

It seemed certain that one of the two had a broken weapon.

The question was who it belonged to, and it was clear that it would have a major impact on the outcome of the fight.

thud-!

Within moments, not only small pieces of iron but also large pieces fell onto the stone slab.

Cheon Tae-bong, who was holding the half-full horizontal bar with a face that seemed as if he could not hide his shock.

The pieces of iron scattered on the slab had fallen from the iron bar he was holding.

‘What the… is going on?’

Even after seeing his own broken iron bar, Cheon Tae-bong still couldn’t understand the current situation.

The sword that Cheon Myeong-myeong had thrust into and the iron bar that he had thrust into collided with each other. But did the fact that his iron bar had broken mean that he had just been pushed by Cheon Myeong-myeong with force?

It was a very simple logic, but Cheon Tae-bong still couldn’t accept the fact that his bar had broken.

Thud-thud-.

If it was a battle of strength, he naturally thought he would overpower Cheon Myeong-myeong.

However, Cheon Tae-bong couldn’t help but be flustered when he saw unexpected results in areas where he thought he would be overwhelmed.

‘Hey, what’s that guy’s black?’

If both sides’ weapons were broken, I would understand this situation to some extent.

Cheon Tae-bong thought about it and quickly examined Cheon Myeong-myeong’s sword, but there was not even a single scratch on it.

A blade that has become stronger and sharper.

Looking at the blue-colored sword that was currently covering the Wind Demon Sword, Cheon Tae-bong was so surprised that he couldn’t even make a sound.

‘Hey, what about the sword?’

Could it be that the blade that was created from the Sword of a Thousand Names is called Geomgang?

Cheon Tae-bong was able to confirm this fact because of its sharpness that was incomparable to that of an ordinary sword.

No, it would be impossible for anyone other than Geomgang to destroy his own bar, which was wrapped in his own energy, in this way.

“Uh, how…….”

Cheon Tae-bong was so flustered that he even stammered.

How can a thousand people use the sword?

That absurd fact felt like a dream to Cheon Tae-bong, and soon Cheon Myeong-myeong raised his sword.

Swish-.

It was definitely about to swing a sword.

Cheon Tae-bong panicked and tried to defend against Cheon Myeong-myeong’s sword strike with the half-broken iron bar.

months-.

Although it was only half the length of the horizontal bar, it was so long that it was able to block a thousand swordsmen’s attacks without difficulty.

However, blocking only meant placing the iron bar at the place where the sword was being swung. It did not mean that he defended against the sword strike.

The moment Cheon Myeong-myeong’s sword strike made contact, Cheon Tae-bong was able to witness the sight of his own iron bar being cut off as smoothly as tofu.

“……!”

For a moment, I felt like I had lost my energy.

However, his own energy still existed, surrounding the bar.

Of course, the shape was slightly blurry because the bar had broken, but it was definitely not strong enough to be easily cut.

‘This is… the sword… …!’

Eventually, the remaining horizontal bar was split in half by the sword strike.

However, Cheon Myeong-myeong did not just cut down the horizontal bar, but also fell to the floor with the horizontal bar broken in half, along with an arm covered in bright red blood.

“Eww!”

Soon, screams of pain echoed throughout the room.

The owner of that voice was, of course, Cheon Tae-bong, and he tried to somehow repair the severed left arm while holding onto it, but blood kept seeping out through the gap in his hand and flowing down like a waterfall.

“Left arm, where was it next?”

“……!”

At that moment, a creepy voice was heard from the front.

As the pain reached its peak, the emotion of anger naturally disappeared, and he could no longer remember the insults Cheon Myeong-myeong had inflicted on him.

Now, my mind is filled with only thoughts of wanting to live.

At that time, what Cheon Myeong-myeong said while pointing his finger at himself was sincere. As soon as he realized that, Cheon Tae-bong felt a fear he had never felt before take over his whole body.

“Hey, wait a minute! I lost……”

“It’s annoying.”

At that moment, Cheon Myeong-myeong swung his sword again.

After the left arm, the part that Cheon Myeong-myeong had originally planned to cut was the right leg, but now it seemed like even that didn’t matter to Cheon Myeong-myeong.

The black sword cut right through his neck, and Cheon Tae-bong’s head fell to the ground, spraying a large amount of blood.

dump-.

And then the huge body of Cheon Tae-bong falls.

After seeing the results, no one raised a voice. No, they couldn’t.

“…The winner, Cheon Myeong Myeong!”

The voice of Nakcheonmun is heard in the silence.

As Cheon Shirang had ordered, Cheon Myeong-myeong silenced all ten thousand people with just one sword.

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