The Reincarnation of Fusion Punk - Chapter 249



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#Episode 251.

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The clear, amber-colored ring revealed its elegant appearance.

The energy flowing from the small, round ring is so strong that the surrounding space appears distorted.

It was truly spectacular. It seemed that nothing in the world could surpass the energy that Dan-Hwan gave off. Who in the world would believe that this came from a mysterious and rotten thing?

[Even the elixir of eternity is of little use to me. Since you seem to be of some use, I will give you a chance.]

The Amazon Mengwu Pavilion gave off an incomprehensible essence.

It was unrealistic to give away such a precious item so casually. It was the essence of the most powerful corpse I had ever seen. Even so, Maeng Woo-gak had no attachment to the essence. If you think about it, even Raman Quonel, one of the three great men of the magic world, was like that.

The bright amber color ripples like fog.

“······what.”

Even Cheongpung, who had been a sleeping dragon of the volcano since childhood and had developed a tolerance to all the elixirs and essences, opened his mouth wide. The splendid amber color was engraved into his pupils.

Cheongpung’s eyes trembled. His face turned pale as if the signs of the demon’s mouth were about to invade his body again.

“Are you okay?”

“······General, I have seen many essences, but this is not ordinary. Where on earth did you get that?”

“This is the essence I got from Loki.”

“If it’s Loki.”

There was a name that crossed Cheongpung’s mind.

Amazon Mengwu Jia.

The greatest martial artist in the world and the third leader of the Federation, who cut off the ear of the Seven-Leaded Emperor as soon as he appeared in the world.

However, the martial arts world, including Gupa Ilbang, does not welcome Maeng Woo-gak very much.

Last day.

Knowingly or unknowingly, the entire martial arts world was under the control of demons.

The entire martial arts world, which values ​​face above all else, was under the shadow of a single person. Even though he had been in seclusion for half a century, he could not easily escape his influence. It was truly absurd, but if that one person was Ma-jon Maeng-woo-gak, it made sense.

Cheongpungdo, which was born 30 years after Maeng Woo-gak went into seclusion, is well-known for having heard the unique tale of Maeng Woo-gak.

Even before the Great War, he was a being who roamed the entire martial arts world as if it were his own home. Since he had no masters or enemies, it is impossible to infer Maeng Woo-gak’s age, but he was at least several times older than the chief of Hwasan.

Such an absolute being showed favor······.

Cheongpung looked at Danhwan, smiled faintly, and joked.

“Director, why did you break the thing that Samjon gave you as a gift? It’s going to make your hair fall off.”

Why did you take out an elixir that you have to secretly eat from behind someone’s back, let alone throw them a piece of rice cake?

Just by accident? No way.

Wasn’t it Revan who willingly gave up even the most profound thoughts of Kwon Je and Dokgo Woong-baek?

Cheongpungdo was no fool, so he hardened his expression and said.

“I won’t accept it this time.”

“Why?”

Why?

Cheongpung swallowed the answer boiling in his dantian and scratched his poor head.

“Well, that belongs to the executioner. I can’t accept it.”

“Cheongpung-ah. You said your goal was to be the best in the world.”

“Later. It’s not a story of the future. At that time, I will definitely be the best in the world. But not right now.”

“Will this world still exist in 20 or 30 years? Even Ma-Jun, the greatest martial artist of his time, didn’t say anything like that.”

“······that.”

Cheongpung couldn’t bring himself to respond to the quiet rebuke.

How many years are left in this world? There is no human in the world who can answer this question clearly.

Finally, Revan said.

“It’s not like I’m just giving it to you as a favor. To absorb it without losing energy, you have to be talented like yourself. It would be a problem if you vomited while eating this precious thing.”

There is nothing wrong with that, but to Cheongpung’s ears, it sounded like an excuse. There are plenty of people with outstanding skills in the company. Nevertheless, they are giving it to Cheongpung, an outsider.

“······.”

Cheongpung couldn’t help but shake off his frozen expression. His expression, which had frozen after laughing heartily, had lost its meaning. He shook his head as he repeated the words he had said before.

“Even if I were a real priest at the execution grounds, this is excessive treatment.”

“Is Captain Cheon Mu-yeon, who lost his arm in the Battle of Subok, still doing well?”

“I have acquired the most skilled qigong in the martial arts world. Thanks to that, I am no longer one-armed. Why are you suddenly asking that?”

“In a world where even a severed arm can be re-grafted, why can’t we re-graft our relationship as brother and sister?”

“······.”

Revan chanted as if he were a sage with deep training. He was imitating a master of the wrong sect. However, Cheongpung kept his mouth shut, even though it was a funny and foolish sight. Revan was not a man who would change his mind once he had made up his mind.

If you keep refusing, you’ll end up competing to see who can be more stubborn.

“Take it.”

Bam.

So Cheongpung accepted the essence piece without a second thought. When he opened his hand, which felt warm, a clear, amber-colored energy brightly illuminated the world. It seemed as if the cool, enormous energy was seeping straight into his palm.

“I will use it well.”

After some time had passed.

Cheongpung spoke quietly and clearly.

“Three pieces.”

“Three pieces.”

“If you take away the executioner’s share, there’s one piece left.”

“Yeah. There’s one piece left.”

Revan and Cheongpung turned their heads askew.

The point where two gazes converge.

Maeng Yu-baek, who had been opening his mouth slightly, came in. It wasn’t because of the essence that he opened his mouth like that. Maeng Yu-baek was thinking of something else.

The conflict between the twelve emperors caused ripples in Meng Yu-baek’s heart. It could be said that it lit a spark.

A battle where the principles and mysteries of ascension intersect indiscriminately. Unable to escape from the unexpectedly thrown inspiration and topic, I slowly and steadily accepted it.

In short, I was thinking about something else. The reason was simple. Of course, I never imagined that I would receive such an essence.

Isn’t it too much to be the master of such an elixir of life? So, Meng Yu-baek exclaimed in admiration at the concentrated energy a few times before immediately turning his attention away.

“······?”

But when the two of them suddenly focused their gazes, Maeng Yu-baek suddenly came to his senses and looked around. The essence was split into three pieces. Cheongpung was already holding one piece, and his master Revan was holding two pieces… He threw one of them.

Whoosh!

Meng Yu-baek, who had received it absentmindedly, took a deep breath.

“uh······?”

A pumpkin color that brightens the palm of your hand.

As if he was holding a hot potato, Maeng Yu-baek’s thoughts, which had been restless, eventually froze.

With a “uh-uh” sound.

* * *

Phew—

Someone hit the back of my head. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out. But I was afraid to look back. That’s why I walked with my head down even more. The floor, where the rusted industrial oil had flowed, was rainbow-colored. Even the oil that flows on the ground sometimes has rainbow colors, but Maeng Yu-baek’s life was always monochromatic.

My parents are dead. I was infected by the corpse and was expelled. Not outside the wall, but inside the wall. How could that be? I asked around, but not a single person could answer.

A tired-looking city police officer came and asked for an autograph, saying briefly that it was bad luck. I’ll go and write the will. The funeral was held as news on the net portal. The infection occurred. It was passed over as if it were something very natural.

Yeah, I guess I’m just unlucky.

My family, which was not wealthy but had been doing well, soon fell apart, and I was suddenly left with nothing.

There are so many orphans in the world. Because there are so many, the treatment is not good. He worked to remove the oil from the machine, grinding his body that was not yet fully grown. His small hands were advantageous. Then, someone started the machine and his hand was almost sucked in, but Maeng Yu-baek was scolded instead. The reason was that if his hand was sucked in and crushed by the machine, it would be a hassle to clean up afterwards.

Other slackers lived like that. They lived for less than the cost of fuel for humanoids. But they still had to eat. They moved from place to place, doing odd jobs in small towns. Then they went under a certain experienced slacker. This time, they planned to settle down for a long time.

however.

······I saw the promotional slogan for Ragnarok City. The slogan entered my eyes and pierced my brain. I wiped my face covered in filth and read it as if I was possessed. Those who lost their parents to corpses or those who want to sweat and build a wall. To Ragnarok, the city of freedom and hope.

A new world. It seemed like they were going to give everything away.

Even if the text was false and he was gutted like someone warned, Maeng Yu-baek took all the money he had saved up and headed to Ragnarok.

Meng Yubaek was selected. And he knew.

The life I have lived so far has not been natural. It is not natural. So when and where did Maeng Yu-baek’s life go wrong?

Could not find it.

It wasn’t the life of Meng Yu-baek that he had been blaming himself for, but the world itself was just wrong. As I cut down countless bamboos, was it revenge for my parents that I wanted? Or a reunion? I started to get confused.

I made up my mind and left for Loki.

There I saw the Twelve. I saw the Three Lords.

And then he came back and saw a sword chasing someone fiercely. The sword broke. But he laughed even though the sword broke. He felt the gap with his body, and he laughed heartily even though the sword he stretched out with passion turned into a blister.

Above all, it hit me clearly.

There was such a world.

Could it be a difference in mindset?

I also want to become strong and be like my teacher. I will avenge my parents someday. Those vague thoughts were cut down by their fierce swords. There was no need to organize them. All that remained in my empty mind was the sword filled with determination.

That black one made plum blossoms even in winter.

Then······Me?

Tsk tsk tsk—

The forbidden gate blocking Meng Yu-baek was opened. A huge amber-colored energy surged from his dantian, racing through his energy and blood.

* * *

Meanwhile, Cheongpung admitted it.

“You are a genius.”

It is an unrivaled concentration.

He had already locked himself in his own imaginary world. Meng Yu-baek did not open his eyes even once, while circulating his energy so wildly that his entire body was dyed in amber. Revan, who was aligning his energy and blood to help absorb the essence, also let go.

Then, the energy materialized above Meng Yu-baek’s head, and three flower buds bloomed faintly.

Cheongpung spoke while looking at Maeng Yu-baek, who was sitting cross-legged.

“Where has this guy been and what has he been doing?”

“A chore in a small town.”

“A chore? Haha!”

The level of accepting the elixir’s energy is vastly different. However, Meng Yu-baek did not lose energy even after drinking the essence that was far above his level. A small universe. He tries to digest the energy by swirling it through the meridians of his small body.

No matter how much Revan helped-

It was something that was impossible for anyone with just a little talent. Even if Cheongpung searched his memories, it was rare to find someone with that level of talent in the martial arts world.

However, in a state where there is no root of wisdom, such growth. We must consider that the teacher who taught him was level 10, but it must clearly be seen as an innate ability.

[ Enough to make me want to chase after it . ]

ha ha ha-

That’s why I was happy.

The best road in the world. Is that little boy looking at the same place?

For some reason, watching someone being chased makes my heart race more than just mindlessly chasing after them.

It would be nice if the person following behind were a genius like that. Perhaps it would be fun to never get caught.

Tub—

Cheongpung, who had such thoughts, swallowed a piece of Danhwan.

The essence melts and disappears as soon as it touches the skin.

Cheongpung fell into a world of deep contemplation.

Now, there is only one person left in the underground training ground.

“hmm.”

It was Revan.

After passing the end of level 9 and reaching level 10, I didn’t really feel the need for essence. There were no more main veins to connect to my entire body, and even my upper trance was wide open and communicating with the world.

Still, I put the remaining piece in my mouth.

Eventually, the amber-colored energy slowly seeped in. It was surprisingly thick and strong.

However, the flow of other essences and energy was the same.

The melted essence flows through the energy veins. Then, it flows into the danjeon, showing off its incredible purity.

The Wireless Earth God’s ability gladly accepts the excellent energy and circulates it throughout the body. The impurities and fatigue attached to the energy veins are washed away like a waterfall along the flow.

So, when the essence energy passes through the middle tian of the heart and reaches the upper tian.

“······.”

Suddenly.

As if the lights had gone out, everything before my eyes went dark.

The flow of pumpkin-colored essence also stopped.

And then something slowly grabbed my neck as I sat cross-legged.

Like a death row inmate with a rope around his neck, his tongue shrinks and is pulled back into the windpipe.

Then, my nostrils filled with a pungent smell as if they had turned into a makeup room. I forced my head down. Then, on the night with dim starlight, on the land beyond, something unknown that had been sleeping like a statue twisted its body.

Something was there.

A state of peeking into and interfering with the ways of the world.

Having crossed the 10-level wall, I have come to realize and understand.

【······.】

Something beyond me is now aware of me.

Something that transcends even human fear.

Is it the essence extracted from the incomprehensible that played the role of a mediator?

As soon as that something’s gaze touches me, my existence is torn apart and then reassembled. Like a scene from a silent movie. Aaaah. Even though I scream, my voice is muffled. A presence that goes beyond common sense. A sense of hopelessness that I can’t reach it. The human subconsciousness reproaches me for being so terribly ignorant, and makes me fiercely turn away from that gloomy something.

The mother and father of all corpses in the world.

A being with hundreds of billions of offspring. The first something.

Swaaaaaaah—

At that moment, there was a power that responded to the presence of something. A familiar magic energy that had bloomed somewhere overflowed and surged up into my veins. I knew at once that it was the power of the Demon Lord. Was it his indifferent arrangement? The magic energy that had not occurred to Yu Baek and Cheongpung permeated my mind because they recognized ‘something’.

The presence of something and the magic of the Demon Lord were intertwined. I felt a little relieved. I pulled out my tongue that had been dragged in by the overwhelming feeling.

No malice was felt from his magic.

However, Magi seemed to be saying just that.

[Live like crazy. You won’t be able to face it unless you’re crazy.]

Accept it.

In Rocky City, the words of the Mazon Mengwu were not wrong. Without being crazy, how could he dare do something like that?

I was momentarily in deep thought.

I’m hungry.

———Bam.

“What are you doing, disciple?”

The confusion that has come.

I jumped up and looked around like a person with a full body.

Bam!

Then someone hit the back of my head with great force.

Thanks to that, my head turned to the side.

The end of the sun has reached the western part of the world. It is the time when the insects and birds that cry at night begin to move. The forest wind mixed with all sorts of smells. The dense jungle of Yunnan spread out before my eyes. I am dragging my exhausted body across a mountain in Yunnan.

“···huh?”

puck.

I stood there dumbfounded, then got another blow to the head. My skull cracked and the world spun around. I stumbled, rubbing my sleepy eyes, and then suddenly let out a yelp in frustration.

“evil!”

“You’re talking nonsense.”

“Why are you hitting that guy? And you’re still a human being?”

“There’s a bandit in front of you. If you fall asleep, it means you want to die. From now on, I’m going to hit you in the head once every ten seconds. Huh? Try again. Then I’ll hit you three times.”

He was an old man who seemed like he would be a bit squeamish. No. If you call him an old man, he would probably get a little angry. He was a middle-aged swordsman from Heudao Village in Zhejiang Province who seemed to have made a name for himself in the mahjong world of Hangzhou. Good. If you could describe him exactly like that, it would be perfect.

Anyway, he said there were bandits. What kind of bandits are there in the Yunnan jungle, where only uncivilized barbarians roam? I thought to myself, and it turns out there really were.

Before my eyes.

A real band of bandits, armed with clubs, spears, and swords. They were looking fierce.

After being beaten for about two years and dragged around the martial arts world, I was finally taken to Yunnan. Today, I think I passed out for a moment because I was beaten too much. There are a lot of mosquitoes in Yunnan, and my skin itched because they didn’t chase me away while I was passed out.

Buck buck.

I asked, scratching my arm.

“There are bandits over there, what do you want me to do?”

puck.

A middle-aged swordsman who must have made a name for himself in the mahjong world was determined to smash my skull in. Still, after being dragged around for two years, I learned how to take the beatings with less pain.

“You fucking bandits. I’ll cut off their heads in one stroke. The leader, come out first.”

“Hahaha! I’ll kill you!”

“······.”

A large man came out as if he had been waiting. The way he was swinging his axe was unusual. It already felt like a heavy rock was pressing down on my chest. He didn’t seem to have much internal energy, but since he was such a warrior, he should actually be classified as an external energy practitioner. It was impossible for me, who had been dragged around for two years while getting beaten.

I looked back. The middle of the sun was hanging in the west. And there was a cliff in the distance. Yunnan is all about jungles, forests, mountains, and filthy high cliffs. That’s what I thought.

This is the first battle in Yunnan.

As I was awkwardly getting into position, advice came flying in from the side.

“Hold the sword properly. Grit your teeth so that your jaw sticks out. Most men who look strong are like that. Don’t look back. You look like you’re cornered. This is a rugged forest. The bandits in this place have strong lower bodies, so it’s difficult to fight while running away. They are great mountaineering experts.”

“Then can you help me?”

At that moment, the big bandit leader shouted proudly.

“These kids are playing around without knowing the world. Let the little kid live, and just kill the old man and throw him over the cliff. The sun will go down!”

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

Crust——

A group of dozens of bandits, excluding the leader, were completely destroyed.

My master drew his sword.

“······.”

Hollow-

The bandit leader was frozen like a stone. The master, who had been wielding a sword like a dagger, roughly put the sword in his waistband. Then he calmly grabbed my hair and lifted me up. He carried me, who was struggling to walk, and stood in front of the leader. There was a smell of urine. The huge bandit had peed.

Master, said the madman.

“Look. These are frightened eyes.”

Vivijeok-

The master pushed me in so close that our lips touched. Even if he had brought a village idiot, I could read the fear and dread that filled him. A face that had lost the will to fight because it was so frightened. The leader of a bandit group had the face of a death row inmate waiting for the day to be executed. Then he suddenly came to his senses and knelt down in a cowardly manner.

“Please spare my life. I have a wife and children. I also have a hard time making a living, so I’m going to stop······.”

I took up the sword.

Crunch!

The sun had completely set in the west. Now the moon was brighter than the sun. The sky spread out like red silk. A damp night wind blew. The night birds and grasshoppers began to cry as if it was time.

A madman of a distant realm. It is unknown why he went mad. A man who has been mad since the beginning and has been traveling the world of martial arts. I followed him down the mountain.

As I was going down the mountain, there was a lit thatched house. I saw smoke rising from it, so I went in, thinking they were cooking rice. Inside, I could hear the sound of children running around. I glanced over and saw that their faces were covered in bruises. Tsk tsk.

“Who, who are you?”

Crazy.

A woman with wrinkles around her eyes came out and overturned the basket in surprise. When we went inside, a table of drinks was being prepared.

The master and I had dinner there. The atmosphere seemed unusual at first glance, as the woman sat quietly while the master and I ate. The food was delicious. There was also boiled meat, as if they had caught it. The master, who was eating the meat with his chopsticks, brought the bottle of alcohol to his lips.

“It doesn’t suit the taste of a grown man.”

The woman stopped him.

The teacher who lived as he pleased still spoke.

“······The alcohol is cold. I’ll warm it up for you quickly.”

The woman brought warm drinks. Her fingertips were trembling with nervousness.

The teacher brought it to his mouth again.

The woman who had been hesitating suddenly ran towards him and finally burst into tears.

“No. Actually, you shouldn’t eat it because it’s poisoned······”

Then the master stood up, took his sword, and said:

“The sun is setting. That is the will.”

Hey. I have a wife and children, so please spare them.

My teacher, Gwangma, was a unique person who saved the face of a bandit leader in front of a woman who was trying to catch a man.

He greeted the children running around and went down the high mountain. Next village. And then the next village. He wandered the world of martial arts, getting beaten up every day. True to his nickname of crazy, the teacher ran around like a crazy person jumping rope wherever he went.

One night.

Under the moonlight crossing the forest, the Master said:

“There is always a back side to everything in the world. You may kill someone thinking they are a murderer, but they may actually be an honest person. You may kill someone thinking they are a bandit, but they may actually be a bandit looking for a mountain. That is something that people cannot see or know.”

I listened in silence.

“The woman poisoned my wine, so I am a hero who killed a vicious bandit. However, if the woman in the house on the mountainside had not poisoned the wine, I am not only a hero who killed a bandit, but also an evil person who broke the main beam of their house. If the woman had given me the poisoned wine the day before, I would have been just a traveler passing through the mountain. Even if she had given me the unpoisoned wine, I would have been too weak from a hangover to block the rugged path. You would not have had to face me.”

The master said again.

“Whether you go your own way, you are sometimes a madman, a knight, a villain, or a traveler. Even if some foolish man claims to know everything about the world, he only knows the depth of ten feet of water. Whether you are Jang Sam-bong or Dharma, you come to this mountain valley in Yunnan, and at times you are a knight, a villain, or a traveler.”

The teacher smiled as if it was nothing.

“When the sun sets, the moon rises, and when the moon sets, the sun rises. When the moon is up, how can the sun hidden behind the world be seen?”

The madman of the past spoke. There was a calm confidence in his eyes, without a trace of fear.

“No one can see it. Don’t be swayed. Don’t pay attention.”

“······.”

Kurururururuk—

I held back the force that was trying to escape through the upper body.

Swish-

When I wiped my eyes, I could see that the tears that had poured out were dried up like dry ground. When something took my breath away, my voice stopped coming out. It felt like I had swallowed a fireball and then vomited it out, my bronchial tubes were dry and flaky.

How much time has passed?

The flow of essence and the demonic energy of the Mazone that was blocking it and controlling my mind were also dispersed. I felt my upper abdomen tingling and came to my senses.

So, is it all an illusion and a lie?

But then suddenly, just now, a curiosity arose.

[ Even a mountain can be cut down . ]

‘How did the master, at the realm of Hwagyeong, master the Five Forms of Sword and teach me up to the Five Beginnings?’

How would you know that?

Then in my vision, my teacher, the mad horse, laughed.

— That’s also the other side.

“······.”

A voice that is slowly fading away.

The line between fantasy and reality is blurring.

Whirlyrick!

At that moment, something burst out from my waist.

The tree branch that I had forgotten about for a while was spinning around in the air like crazy. The tip of the tree branch that was spinning around as if possessed by a ghost was pointing upward.

Above, not in the four directions of the world.

A piece of magic weapon designed by the former Seven Seated Sage to trace the direction of the first corpse.

It was vibrating like crazy and pointing upwards.

Does that mean he’s in heaven?

Kwaang—

I immediately snatched it up like a fly and threw it onto the floor of the training ground.

Soon, my voice, hoarse and raspy, came out through my dry bronchial tubes.

“I haven’t used it in a while, so it seems to have broken.”

It’s no big deal.

Looking at Cheongpung and Yubaek, there was no problem there. The cool air surged and swept over like waves.

I sat cross-legged with the horseman upside down on the floor, and slowly began to sort out the images that had come to me like those two.

In that way, the three men each cleansed their minds in their own ways.

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