The Apprentice’s Reincarnation - Chapter 142



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Episode 142: Defeating the Opponent Using Various Tools as Weapons

Gu Hui and his party arrived at the main gate of Gyeongcheonmaseong.

A procession of countless people was entering the castle.

Most of them came to watch the Gyeongcheon Battle.

The water gatekeeper stopped Gu-Hui as he was about to enter the castle.

“That boar is not allowed in.”

Gu-Hwi had no choice but to speak to Heuk-Gu.

“Heukgu, you wait outside the castle.”

“…Kuik….(Understood, my lord….)”

Heukgu made a regretful expression.

I also wanted to watch my lord’s game… .

Gu-Hui, who had set up a black ball outside, entered the castle with his party.

A while later, Gu-Hwi arrived at the Gyeongcheon Grand Battle Stadium.

The spectator seats, which could accommodate up to 30,000 people, were surrounded by 100 rows of Bangwonjang.

In the middle of it all was a stage divided into ten sections.

The round of 128 was supposed to feature 10 groups fighting at a time.

Before sitting in the audience, Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi-gon spoke to Gu-hui.

“I believe that you will win, King Daehyeop.”

“I trust the skills of the Great Swordsman, but just in case, be careful not to get hurt.”

“You must win…. My stake is on the line… Ahem… No. I will cheer for you, Your Highness the King.”

Baek Su-ryeon and her party went to the audience and sat down.

Gu Hui sat in the players’ seats under the stage.

A little later, when it was time for the game to start, Go Seung-ji, the commander-in-chief of Gyeongcheonmaseong, came up onto the stage.

Then, the eyes of tens of thousands of spectators all turned to Go Seung-ji.

Go Seung-ji spoke in a voice full of inner strength.

[Welcome to all the players who participated in the Gyeongcheon Grand Competition and to all those who came to watch. I am Go Seung-ji, the head of the Gyeongcheon Grand Competition. This competition…]

After a brief opening speech, Ko Seung-gyu began explaining the rules of the game.

The rules were simple.

Once the duel begins, you must defeat your opponent.

If one person is deemed to be unable to continue the fight, the referee may stop the fight.

And if one of the players expresses his intention to give up the match, the match is stopped and a winner is determined.

If you go outside the court, you will be considered an off-court loser.

Kyungcheonmasung is not responsible for any deaths that occur during the game.

The presenter, having explained all the rules, left the stage.

There were two judges stationed around each stage.

There are ten stages, so there are twenty judges waiting.

The crowd was excited.

The Gyeongcheon Grand Championship, the world’s greatest martial arts competition held once every seven years, is finally about to begin.

Watching masters fight makes a man’s heart warm.

The cheers of the crowd echoed throughout the area.

The general manager looked at the list and started calling out the names of the players.

“Flying Hawk God Hand Yang Gwang, Chasing the Soul God Whip Du Hak Pyo. The two of you, please move to stage 1. And….”

The non-responsive person and the person who were sitting in the waiting room moved to the stage where a sign that said “Number 1” was erected and stood facing each other.

The general manager continued to call out names and designate the players to off-stage areas.

Before we knew it, ten groups had filled the stage, and they began to fight at the referee’s signal.

Gu-Hui sat in the waiting area and waited for his turn while watching the players’ performances.

Suddenly, Goo-Hwi’s gaze turned to a man standing on stage number 6.

Gu-Hui looked at the man with interest.

‘That’s pretty good. I didn’t expect someone of that level to participate.’

Gu-Hui sensed the man’s strength at a glance.

I was confident that I had the strongest skills among the players.

Most of the audience’s eyes were simultaneously turned towards stage 6.

The 6th demon on the stage took the lottery ticket with a nervous expression.

“It is an honor to face one of the three thousand apostles. I will do my best to face you.”

Soon, the 6th unarmed combat began, and as soon as it began, a ray of light flashed.

The next moment, the body of the opposing player, Red Hair Yasha, was split in two. Blood spurted out and the contents poured out.

The audience gaped in amazement.

The demon lord Red Snake is a top-class master representing Heilongjiang Province!

To cut him in two in one breath… .

It was an unbelievable task.

The referee, who had been absent-minded, soon came to his senses and shouted.

“This, the first swordsman, Sa-yeom-ho, is victorious…!”

The audience was amazed and shouted out Ilsegeomma’s nickname.

The swordsman’s movements were so fast that even the most skilled swordsman could not keep up with them.

No one saw his sword being launched or retrieved.

Except for one person.

Only Gu Hui could clearly see the swordsman’s attack.

Although he could not deceive his own eyes, Gu Hui acknowledged the swordsmanship of Ilse Geomma.

‘One of the three thousand apostles, one of the best swordsmen. He was more skilled than rumors say. He would have been able to rise to the position of Hyeon-gyeong.’

Gu Hui immediately recognized the realm of the Ilse Swordsman.

After finishing the match, Ilsegeomma left the castle and went straight back to his lodgings.

If you make it through the Round of 128 today, the Round of 64 will be held in five days.

As time passed, it was finally Gu-Hui’s turn.

“The Ten-Shot Bloodthirsty King, the Hell Horseman Kang Bul-hae. Move to Stage 3.”

Gu-Hui and the Hell Horseman came up to the stage three times.

Hell Demon Axe Kang Bul-hae.

He is the strongest of the Sapa.

He is one of the Seven Star Blood Guest, one of the titles representing Sapa.

He uses a large sword as a weapon. It is said that anyone who faces his sword will go straight to hell.

The giant hell coachman spoke to Gu-Hui with an eerie smile.

“Kekeke… What an unlucky guy. To meet me in the round of 128. What a pity. The main deity will personally send you to hell. Kekeke….”

Gu-Hui maintained a calm expression.

The Hell Coachman planned to split the bastard’s body in half and send him to Hell in one breath as soon as the judgement began.

Suddenly, the hell coachman blinked when he saw the oar in Gu-hui’s hand.

“Huh? Isn’t that a no-no? Did you come back from the river or something?”

Gu-Hui tapped the oar with his fingers.

“This is my weapon that will send you to hell.”

The hell coachman who had been blinking suddenly burst into laughter.

“Pfft, puhahaha! This guy is really crazy. Keuhaha!”

Using oars as weapons.

This guy is clearly crazy.

The audience’s eyes turned to Gu-hui. They were curious about Gu-hui, who was holding the oar.

Are you really planning to use the oar as a weapon?

When everyone thinks like that and thinks of Gu-Hui as someone who is not in his right mind.

The referee signaled the start.

“initiation!”

In an instant, the new type of Hell Coach exploded out. Hell Coach reached Gu-hui’s immediate vicinity.

He chuckles and holds his godfather high in the air.

‘I’ll send you to hell…!’

It was just then that he thought that and was about to strike his godfather with all his might.

The oar in Gu Hui’s hand flashed. The wide side of the oar struck the Hell Coachman’s abdomen.

– Ugh!!

With a loud noise that rang in my ears, the new model of Hell’s Coach flew high into the sky. The ‘Ugh!’ sound was a bonus.

– Shuaaaaak!

His new model flew out of the stands. Then a boom! was heard.

The room was filled with shock.

You hit a man with a stick and sent him flying a hundred meters away…!

It was a spectacular sight that made one doubt one’s eyes.

Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi-gon were shocked, their mouths wide open.

They just learned today that a person can get hit by a paddle and bounce like a rubber ball.

A hundred chapters later, the Hell Coachman fell to the ground and died instantly. The moment he was struck by the oar, his internal organs were shaken and his breath was cut off, and his floating body fell to the ground, and in the process of crashing into the ground, his body was torn to pieces.

In the midst of the silence, the judge, overcome with surprise, shouted.

“Poetry, the ten-year-old bloodthirsty king, the king of victory…!”

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Gu Hui came down from the stage.

The crowd chanted the name of the Ten-Day Bloodthirsty Player. Watching the game today, I was interested.

I want to see him play again in the next round of 64.

The whistle went out of the stadium.

Outside, Baek Su-ryeon and her group were waiting.

“Congratulations, King Daehyeop! As expected, I believed in you.”

“congratulation.”

Wigon asked in a tone that showed he did not understand.

“How on earth did you do it? How did you manage to send the Hellbringer that far?”

Gu Hui answered.

“There’s no special secret. I just swung the oar hard.”

“…….”

Wiagon’s gaze turned towards Baek Su-ryeon.

Wi-gon now understood why Baek Su-ryeon had asked Gu-hui to bet money on him.

Baek Su-ryeon smiled faintly.

‘See! That’s what I told you.’

She muttered to herself.

Gu-Hui and his party left the castle.

Outside, the black goose waited with its eyes wide open.

When Gu-Hui came out, Heuk-Gu asked.

“Kuiik, kuiiik? (You have come, my lord. How is your opponent, my lord?)”

Victory was a given, but I was curious to see how they defeated their opponent.

Gu-Hui told me.

“I swung the oar and sent it flying far away. I won by sending it out of bounds.”

“Kuiik, kuiik. (Wow, that must have been fun.)”

Heukgu was sad that he couldn’t see that funny sight.

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After a five-day break, the Gyeongcheon Grand Championship is back. Today is the round of 64.

At the call of the commander-in-chief, Gu-Hwi and Dae-Jeon went up to the 8th stage.

“Seven-Shot Bloodthirsty King Jeong, Gwangseung Yuldo. Go up to the 8th stage.”

Gu-Hwi and Gwang-Seung stood facing each other at a distance of two feet.

The mad monk Yuldo.

He was a former great monk at Daeroeumsa Temple in Cheonchuk.

He is a super strong man with skills that are counted among the best in Cheonchuk, and the second strongest within Daeroeumsa.

Twelve years ago, he was excommunicated from Daeroeumsa Temple.

The reason is that while learning the magic he had acquired by chance, he fell into a state of mind and killed the villagers of Cheonchuk.

After learning the art of magic, he was no longer the kind monk he used to be. He was a ruthless man who enjoyed killing.

Nevertheless, he would introduce himself to people as a monk.

A balding monk wearing monk’s robes smiled kindly and spoke to Gu-hui with his hands clasped together.

“Hehe, judging by your face, you’re going to the afterlife today. I’ll send you off without any pain. Hehe….”

Gu Hui answered.

“Then I will send you away sick.”

As he said this, Gu-hui lifted the filial piety hand (back scratcher) he was holding.

– Ugh.

This morning, I saw Wi-Hagon, the owner of Pyeongcheon Sangdan, scratching his back with his filial son, and borrowed it to use as a weapon in this match.

‘Can you lend me that just for today?’

‘Yes? What are you talking about?’

‘I’m talking about that filial grandson who is scratching his back.’

‘… … ? Why is this… .’

‘I plan to use it as a weapon in today’s game.’

Wigon stuck out his tongue.

Gwangseung burst into laughter when he saw the filial son in Guhui’s hand.

“Haha! Are you really going to fight with that?”

“exactly.”

Gwangseung did not believe Gu-hui’s words.

He pretends to fight like a filial son, but as soon as the match starts, he will pull out the sword hanging from his waist.

You can’t use your grandson as a weapon against yourself without going crazy.

Thinking so, Gwangseung said.

“Then I will face Confucius with this prayer bead. Hehe.”

It was a lie.

When the match starts, he plans to deploy his true martial art, the Heavenly Thunder Palm, and smash the bastard’s face.

‘Keukkeuk… .’

Gwangseung twisted his lips. He was excited.

I wanted to burst that bastard’s face right then and there. I wanted to pour all the blood he was spewing out on me.

Gu-Hui felt the life force and genuine magic in Gwang-Seung’s eyes.

Gu Hui said.

“The nickname Gwangseung really suits you. You really are like a crazy monk.”

“Hehe, that’s too much praise.”

With ten games being played simultaneously, more than half of the tens of thousands of spectators were already focused on Gu Hui.

Gu-Hwi had previously swung his oar and defeated the Hell Horseman with one blow. I was curious to see how he would deal with the enemy this time.

The opponent is Gwangseung.

A person who is evaluated as having skills superior to those of the Hell Coachman.

The audience guessed that it wouldn’t be easy.

The referee signaled the start.

A new type of Gwangseung that jumps out immediately.

– Wedge!

Then, the tension of the sword dyed in blood red stretched out, aiming for Gu-Hui’s face.

Thunderbolt from the sky!

Gu-Hui’s hand shook.

– Shh!

A filial son drawn horizontally with a breakable wall. A strong energy formed by the Honwon Pa-hwang-gi was standing there.

The filial son and the lightning rod collided, and a deafening sound was heard.

– Boohoo!!

And the audience’s eyes widened at the sight that was revealed.

Gwangseung’s right arm, which had been stretching out, was torn off all the way to his shoulder. Blood gushed out from the wound, and Gwangseung’s mouth fell open.

“Kuaaa …

A person who feels extreme pain.

A look of terror appeared in his eyes.

Realizing that he was no match for Gu-Hui, he hurriedly tried to declare that he would give up the match.

“The game is over….”

But before he could finish his words, the swung filial grandson struck him in the mouth.

– Ppagaak!!

These tiny pieces fly into the air.

Gwangseung knelt on the floor with his jaw broken and blood gushing from his mouth.

“Ugh….”

Gwangseung, who raised his gaze upwards.

Gu-Hui was looking down at Gwang-Seung with arrogant eyes.

Gwangseung felt the fear of death.

Just when the referee, judging that Gwangseung was incapable of fighting, was about to hurriedly stop the match.

– Boom! Crunch!

Hyojason, who had been slashed down vertically faster than that, smashed Gwangseung’s head. Pieces of bone and blood flew into the air, and the headless corpse collapsed to the side.

– Kuung…

The spectators watching Gu Hui’s game were speechless.

They all had the same thought.

‘Monster, monster… .’

‘As a filial son, he defeated Gwangseung, the strongest man in the world, with overwhelming force… This is ridiculous… .’

It was a bizarre and overwhelming sight that was hard to believe even after seeing it.

Baek Su-ryeon, Jeok-hwa, and Wi-gon were also equally surprised.

They also never expected that a filial son would be able to defeat Gwangseung so easily.

But I thought I could compete for more than seven points… .

Gu Hui destroyed the spirit of Gwangseung. His spirit energy was absorbed into Gu Hui’s body.

The referee, with a blank expression, immediately shouted.

“Poetry, the ten-year-old bloodthirsty king wins!”

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