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Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 173

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Episode 173. The Three Kings (4)

The natural disaster was minor. Space burst and light flashed as the Creation and the Powers united several times, but the massive explosions they were originally capable of did not occur.

It wasn’t about saving strength. It was about not spilling it, not wasting it.

The tip of the spear of creation contained a sharp energy the size of a fingernail. The energy that could destroy a mountain was contained within that small energy, and the only thing that the tip could pierce was one man.

It was just that the man was the best.

The moment he retrieved the spear, the tip split into five and extended towards Kwon-Jun’s vital points. All of the attacks extended simultaneously, piercing through the air from a single spear, but Kwon-Jun’s arm extended into six.

Boom! The spear and the blade clashed and disappeared. Although it was clearly not an illusion, all five spears disappeared, and after a moment of intersection, all that was visible was the spearhead, blocking the power of the sword by pulling it in front of his body.

Evil! The Dragon Sword pulled Kwon-Jun away from Chang-Jun. Kwon-Jun stepped back leisurely and looked around.

The sky above the sunken land. Standing there glaring at him were the two heavenly beings and Seolhonbaeknyeo.

“Can you hold out?”

The Kwonjon who had been leisurely conversing with the prince was nowhere to be found. The man before Changjon’s eyes was a monster who had trained his entire life to destroy the world and the heavens.

“…I’ve been dreaming of this moment my whole life.”

Yongsalgeom swallowed his saliva and held his sword tightly. Originally a swordsman of the Jeongpa faction, he devoted himself to the Hwangryongmun to rectify morality in the world.

The Apostle. One of the great evils he ultimately had to kill.

“I have no regrets even if I die.”

“What about the other two?”

Seolhonbaeknyeo did not answer. Even though it was obvious that she was going to die, her face showed no expression.

“How pitiful.”

Kwon-Jun said, clicking his tongue.

“All humans have seven emotions and desires, and they must live in this world with emotions. How can you become a doll that only commits murder and die at such a young age? Creator, Crown Prince, are you truly ashamed?”

Kwon-Jun snickered as he looked at the prince standing far away.

“Aren’t you ashamed of hiding behind a woman weaker than you, saying you want to be the loser who can encompass the Central Plains?”

“Seolhan, step back.”

When the prince gave the order, Seolhonbaeknyeo looked at him for a moment.

No feelings? The prince snickered.

“It’s not because of what he said. Don’t you see the speculation of the Blue Dragon Party leader?”

Seolhonbaeknyeo looked at me for a moment. Changjon’s expression, which had allowed Kwonjon to counterattack, was more rigid than ever.

Although he had not mastered his skills, it was Changjon who taught Seolhonbaeknyeo his martial arts. Although he was someone who did not show his emotions as much as Seolhan, he could sense Changjon’s fighting spirit.

“…I will assist you.”

The prince raised his eyebrows. Has Seolhan ever disobeyed his orders?

Seeing Seolhonbaeknyeo holding the Gisu ceremony, Yongsalgeom also aimed the tip of his sword at Kwonjon. However,

“Get out.”

The one who spoke softly was Changjon. At the same time, a huge gust of wind blew, forcing Yongsalgeom and Seolhonbaeknyeo back.

“The Blue Dragon Lord!”

“This is my fight.”

The momentum of Changjon, who swung his spear and stepped forward, was incredibly powerful. Kwonjon’s smile deepened.

“Yeah, I knew then. You should have come to Gangho.”

“It is not the pride of a warrior. I am the Emperor’s Spear and the leader of the Yellow Dragon Clan.”

Chuck- When Changjon aimed his spear, he appeared as one giant spear.

“If you can’t even protect yourself, who can I protect?”

“Don’t fool yourself. You are lacking.”

The laughter of Kwon-Jun was also mixed with madness. If the Creator had become a window, the overflowing momentum of Kwon-Jun was like fire.

“Everyone over there is lacking. So, look elsewhere.”

Changjon answered with a bang. In a flash of lightning, the ground on which Changjon stood melted and bubbled.

Kwaang! Light flashed and Changjon was right in front of Kwonjon. The tip of Changjon’s spear was touching the small sphere of energy created in Kwonjon’s clasped hands.

The heavens were being toyed with by the two humans, as they each drew on the energy of the heavens above them to fuel their power.

The spear placed in Kwon-Jun’s hands. Kwon-Jun twisted both of his hands as the spear vibrated and continued to explode with its power.

Zzz! The tip of the spear, which had been shaken off with a cracking sound, glowed red. Even though he had to twist his strength to shake it off, the spear did not waver at all and wound itself like a snake, heading towards Kwon-Jun’s crown.

Kwon-Jun had already finished preparing to extend his fist.

‘Coming.’

Everyone there swallowed their saliva. Kwon-Jun’s well-known new technique. A martial art created by a monster who grew up in a swordsman’s house.

Breaking Heaven’s Fist.

One fist.

Shocking.

It feels like I’m facing the world. That’s how Changjon felt when he was hit by Kyungcheondongji’s fist right in front of his nose.

Even though it was a human fist, it looked bigger than Mt. Tai and the sky. Changjon did not stop his spear in front of the fist that looked twice as big as himself.

As the fist extended, energy burst out from Kwon-Jun’s body in all directions. As the fist extended forward, a huge wave of energy pushed the world back.

The spear that was about to hit Jeongsu-ri was pushed away. The strongest thing was, of course, the fist.

He quickly extends the spear he has just retrieved.

Kkwarung!

The sound barely caught up with the force after the explosion.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

“like.”

Explosion. The ground behind Changjon was dented ten li, and the clouds in the sky disappeared. But Changjon was fine. Only his spear shook slightly.

‘You spilled it.’

Kwon-Jun’s eyes lit up. The spear that had made contact with his fist turned red. Sending all of Kyung-Cheon’s power down to his feet was a skill that Geom-Seon had shown.

Grafting. But now, Changjon was also showing the divine power of the sword.

“admiration-”

It was not finished. The spear of creation, which had twisted its body strangely, was already launching an attack. The movements that had been flowing like water were like a dance, but in an instant, the spear was already stretched straight and strong.

The gentle momentum suddenly turns to an honest one, and even the firm and decisive momentum suddenly melts away as if it were nothing in response.

Spear. A weapon that is good for both offense and defense and has an advantage in distance, but its weaknesses are maximized the moment the enemy approaches.

That is why spearmen usually do not give up their distance and engage in battle by thoroughly attacking the enemy from a distance.

However, the advantage of that distance is diminished the moment you reach the level of handling strong energy. This is because in the fights of masters who overwhelmingly increase the distance by storing energy in their weapons and hands, the distance at the tip of the weapon becomes meaningless.

However, the disadvantages of close range remain, so as the level increases, the spearmen will have to bear a slight disadvantage.

Of course, there were no such restrictions on Changjon. He could handle the spear better than a sword, or even a human hand. It was the union of the divine spears. No matter how close he got, all the enemy could see was the tip of the spear aiming for his forehead.

The momentum changes the moment you respond. It wasn’t a psychological warfare with the opponent using illusions and emptiness. Since it was a response, there was no opportunity to attack in reverse.

Extreme pleasure can become strength at any time, and that strength can also turn into pleasure at any time.

Perfect. Without any flaws. A masterpiece of creative martial arts that thoroughly blocks any gaps and eliminates any weak points.

I could tell the moment we fought. No one inferior to Changjon could ever defeat him. Even in a life-or-death battle between a master and a lowly player, the word “absolute” does not make sense. Changjon was not one of them.

However, the opponent was not a lowly person.

“It’s a fitting way.”

Kwon-Jun clenched his fist and said,

“As the Emperor’s spear and his bodyguard, he would have focused more on not losing than on defeating his opponent. Furthermore, the spear, which was almost a divine weapon, would have played a part.”

but.

The momentum of Kwon-Jun exploded once again.

“I am stronger than you.”

The moment he clenched his fist, the air became still. All noises became so heavy that it was almost overwhelming, and the presence of Kwon-Jun engulfed the world.

Breaking Heaven’s Fist.

Two fists.

Sending heaven.

A fist poured down in many directions. A strong power that reminded me of dozens of dragons was poured out on Changjon, swirling like a turbulent current.

Although he was a perfect being who could never be defeated by the lower classes, the power of creation was not weaker than him.

He was literally stronger than him. His absolute superiority in strength allowed him to exploit a weak point that Changjon had not created.

The spear of creation moved smoothly yet powerfully as he watched the dragons thrust their heads at him in dozens.

Along the tip of his spear, a jet-black qi formed like dust and danced around the Creator, its movement gradually becoming more intense and forming a storm.

Black Spear Twelve Styles.

Seven types.

Heavenly wind.

Black Wind Fist. The martial art he had modified and called Gwangampung (狂暗風) after leaving the command of the great general and letting go of his spear, revealed its true nature.

Kyocheon. Dozens of strong qi collided with the black qi storm flowing along the outer surface of Changjon. Boom! A faint vibration. However, Kyocheon, who should have burst Changjon’s body through the storm, began to move together with the storm’s flow.

Zureuk. Blood flowed from the corner of Changjon’s mouth. But still, he did not stop the movement of his spear, and the spear that continued to stir the air along his hand continued to make the heavenly wind stronger.

The Heavenly Wind is originally a martial art for counterattack. The reason why the Black Wind Fist is called the Dark Wind Fist is because he cannot control it.

But Cheonpung, Changjon, was different. A huge force danced along the tip of the spear, tearing through space, greedily drawing in more and more energy.

Kwakwakakakaka!

The storm that was as tall as the Creator has now grown so large that it even reaches the clouds in the sky.

“…”

By the time even the hem of the robe of the sovereign was swept away by the breeze, the spear of the sovereign was no longer visible.

At the last moment, Changjon, who had been continuously spinning his spear, spun around in accordance with the movement of the weapon, and with a thud! He stepped hard on the ground and heavily extended the spear he had been swinging towards Kwonjon.

Kukuaaaaaa! The storm that connected the earth and the sky rode on the body of the creator, gathered at the tip of the spear, and burst out.

The Heavenly Wind that contained the power of Kyocheon. Even in the attack that mixed all of Kyocheon’s power and the strong energy of Changjon, Kwonjon smiled calmly.

“It feels like you’re competing with me.”

I felt good.

Again, I clench my fist. Will it turn into a bludgeon? No. Then I just have to come up with something stronger.

A wave rose from the fist of Kwon-Jun, and as the wave rippled, the world gradually lost its color. From Kwon-Jun, everything turned gray-white, and the color was sucked into the center.

All the colors of the world, even the noise, were sucked into that fist, and all four of them reacted at the same time.

Seolhonbaeknyeo ran backwards while holding onto the prince. Even though it wasn’t directed at her and even though she hadn’t come out yet, Seolhonbaeknyeo’s heart pounded hard, sounding the alarm.

Yongsalgeom also jumped back with his face turning pale. When he regained consciousness from the moment he jumped, the emotion he felt there was shame.

‘Run away.’

But the feet could not move forward again.

Changjon took back the spear he had extended. The Heavenly Wind had already been vomited out. It would not have been easy for Changjon to receive the Heavenly Wind, but Changjon had already prepared for the attack that would come through there.

Black Spear Twelve Styles.

Three types.

Darkness.

If Cheonpung was a defensive technique focused on counterattack, then Ambak was a qi technique focused on complete defense. A huge pitch-black curtain made of qi was drawn with the tip of the spear, covering the front of the creation.

Behind the black curtain, Changjon let out a laugh.

Has there ever been a time when the curtain was spread with such wholehearted effort?

And yet – I knew it would break.

Slowly, Kwon-Jun, who had been calmly looking at the calm Cheonpung, absorbed all the colors and noises into the black whirlwind, extended his fist.

Kkwajik – Slow. A fist that extends very slowly, as if practicing martial arts.

Crunch- The fist moved and drew a white line in the air. A spiderweb-like line drawn in the air like a broken glass window followed the fist.

Crackle-

The moment that slow fist, elbow fully extended, light exploded from the gold in the air.

Breaking Heaven’s Fist.

Four fists.

Breaking the heavens.

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