Chapter 198 – Martial Arts

I felt the transcendental speed.

As I was flying a drop kick while floating on the ground, it seemed as if the world looked beautiful. Can do. You can do it now. Full-Burst Attack.

A dream-like skill filled with longings from childhood.

The drop kick of that mythical power hit.

“—-Geuk?!”

Sung Woong!

Tremendous destructive power. Selka, who was hit with a straight drop kick, flew off and rolled about three times on the ground. I immediately jumped out, minimizing the damage of the fall and getting up quickly.

Did.

I did it.

The attack was successful. Selka, who turned to me at my shout, momentarily turned around and took a defensive stance, but it was physically impossible to block Kim Katt’s full-powered drop kick with a woman’s small body.

Since he is wearing a uniform in the first place, his defense his is low.
It’s a 100% defense penetration hit.

ㅡ Electricity.

“Oh, oh oh!!”

ㅡ Joy.

“Ohhhhh!!!!!”

I ran madly toward Selka once again and let out a maniacal roar as I circled around her who was gagging in pain.

“Kuh… Kuh! Yes, you guys…!”
“It’s been a while, Selka! I’ve missed you a lot!”
“This, you crazy bastard! Cough, Cough! Ugh! Hey, the side of me…!”

There is no particular reason.
I just wanted to give you a bite to eat.

—-Do not agonize.

I remembered the promotion match.

ㅡThat’s why it’s Buddha.

At that time, I got the konpeito and just passed it over to Eoyeongbuyeong. Why? It was because I didn’t want to cause problems with the promotion. So, I let Selka go, who tried to drive the party into the pit of death.

Just promise the next one.
I made up my mind that if we met one day, we would defeat him.

And at this moment when she was reunited with her again, she just moved on to her practice without any agony or hesitation. Moral? Judgment? As a true sapmacho who has become a half-buddha, it has been a long time since I have been freed from such trivial problems.

Because what I did was the right thing, and it was the way to Buddhahood.

“Wake up! This year of kkk! I know how many black people have died because of you guys! Columbus like a cub! Fucking Empire!”

I grabbed Selka by the nape of her neck and shoulders and violently raised her up. Racism. While repeating the echoes of that terrible sin. Many Jews died, and many blacks also died.

Racism was an absolute evil.
Absolute evil in human history.

I decided to devote my life to fighting it head-on.

It is enough for the Earth to have Hitler and Columbus.

At least in this other world with Cloudy and Winia.
I do not allow such beings to arise.

“Keuk…! Ah, ah! It hurts, it hurts! Let go!”
“Don’t freak out! Compared to their pain, this is nothing!”
“What the hell are you talking about… Ghook!”

Selka, who was groaning with a frown and writhing in pain, was lifted up and placed on her shoulder. Her hell her begins now. Because my fist, strengthened by muscle training and mana management that reached the limit, will slash my stomach without mercy.

“Be prepared, racist! I will destroy your sins with my iron fist!”
“Khhhhh! Ha, don’t do it!”

When he showed his fist, Selka’s complexion began to turn white. She said in a terrified voice.

ㅡThe black people who died in the sugarcane fields must have said that.
ㅡIt was the same with the Jews who were screaming in the concentration camp.

There is no forgiveness
No mercy.

If you have sinned
You have to pay the price.

The strong energy created based on the pharmacist’s contempt was wrapped around her fist. It was the moment when the steel fist filled with omnipotence was driven into Selka’s abdomen her.

“Three, Selka!!!”

Suddenly, angry voices stopped my fists. What? Upon checking, they were male fighters wearing uniforms of the same color and design similar to Selka’s.

“What is this!”

Oh

Are they colleagues?
Or someone who goes to the same dojo?

It was like watching a mad bull. They came up to me with Selka on her shoulder. One of them shouted while pointing at me.

“Yes, what are you guys doing! What did you do to Selka!”

His face her was contorted with anger. He’s a good-looking guy with yellow hair. But he was worse than me, and his attitude seemed to have many loopholes. The guy in the back is… Similar.

When I checked the opponent’s strength, my fighting spirit boiled over.

All martial artists are my enemies!

I want to fight!
I want to get drunk on martial arts!

Show me your strength!

“Hey, Oh, I’m acquainted with Selka.”
“Know each other?”

Still, as a gentleman, I had no choice but to try negotiating with a smile. Because I haven’t been hit yet. If possible, it is the feeling of this side that I want to receive only Selka and end it smoothly.

I want to go home quickly.

As the confrontation continued, Selka spoke with difficulty as she squeezed out her life force.

“Keuheuk…! Run away! This man is dangerous…!”
“Shut up, Selka! The dangerous thing is not me, but your thoughts!”

How many people do you think died on Earth from that brutal event! When I looked at it, it seemed that Selka hadn’t come to her senses her yet. It’s over. Neither her Buddhism, nor Christianity, nor Zoroastrianism will save her.

It has become a being that has fallen into a demon.

The only thing that can save her is the esoteric punch of the Heavenly Demon Shinkyo!

Enraged, I spread my palm and slapped Selka’s muzzle.

ㅡWorst!

“Kahak!”

Screams that burst out.
Bursting lips.

There was blood on the palm of my hand her.

“Heo-eok! You son of a bitch!”
“How dare you Selkar!”

At the same time, the mutuga men were astonished. Each of them wearing iron knuckles gave off vicious momentum as if they were going to attack at any moment.

“Don’t come any closer! If you don’t want to see Selka go after you!”

It was an impulsive word.

Immediately, he grabbed Selka by the neck her and put his fist on his temple her and whirled it around. “Keep it off! Don’t do it! It hurts!” Spin the Fist of Terror. Looking back, Jjanggu was always a technique that my mother used to do.

“A hostage!”
“Such a coward…!”

Shocked male fighters exclaimed in vain. This is not a hostage. It was more accurate to say that the war criminal was taken prisoner. Even as my fists pressed down on my temples, Selka vomited out his words.

“Oh, brothers! My, please! Please, just run away! I’m fine…! This savage man is dangerous! Go get the other brothers…!”

…Brother?

Judging by their appearance, they must not be siblings, is that just what they call them in the dojo? For a moment. What is Custo doing? What about Roel? I was starting to be very curious about that too, but I decided to turn it off.

Because those two have nothing to do with me anymore.

I have no grudge against Custo.
Of course, Roel has a little of it, but since he’s a wizard, he can’t touch it.

In that case, of course, Selka had to use dumping.

“Serka says this too! Get out now!”
“Kuhh…!”

Martial artists who hesitate for a moment.

However, they are not unmanned if they back down when their comrades suffer. They are cowardly, but they only know what to do with their comrades. Didn’t he get beaten up because of that in the past?

“Don’t worry, Selka! I’ll save you soon!”

Okay. You should come out like that

“That, there’s no need for that! Hurry up and run…!”

Selka’s desperate cry.

Fear, she said, was abnormal. It is presumed that he instinctively recognized that I was the Heavenly Horse. Anyway, as if they had made up their mind at that scream-like plea, the two men facing each other nodded with determined faces.

Infinitely serious attitude.
Two men in a pose.

No matter who comes first,

ㅡ Iyo oh oh!!!
ㅡKiyaaaaa!!!

The two men kicked the ground at the same time.

It was like a Vajrapani train recklessly advancing towards the demons of hell. As the uniform fluttered, the trained upper body was clearly visible. They rushed at me without thinking about the aftermath.

What. These crazy bastards

Can’t you see Selka, who’s being held by me?
I decided to block the attack by casting a friend shield as soon as possible.

“Friend Shield!”

ㅡPerbubuck!

“Kahaaaaagh!!!”

Surprisingly, as soon as she held out Selka, incredible ancient and mythical powers were embedded in her body. “Huh!” As if witnessing the truth of the destroyed continent of Atlantis, the blond male martial artist opened her eyes wide in amazement.

“What, what did you do! Selka! Are you okay?!”
“Keukkeuk…! Kukkuk!!”

I too was stunned.

“Serka is fucking fucked up!”

Beaten by her trusted brother her, Selka poured out her gastric juices. She was so dirty that she just violently shoved her away from her. ㅡPeruk! A blonde martial artist picked her up as she tried to fall.

“What a crazy bastard!”
“No, you were the one who hit me.”
“Aaaaa!”

The martial artists howled.

Seeing that they threw Selka out and fell into a rage, it seemed like the Mutuga guys were out of their minds. And with the spirit of rage, the two men rushed at me with a pass.

“Oh! Have you learned the passing technique?”

Impressed, I took the posture of the real estate right method. “Ki-yo-oh!” The fighting spirit was like a Copson scream. I think I can give it about 100 points based on sound alone.

“Slow.”

ㅡPapapapat!

I threw a punch at the blonde fighter who rushed in first. At my level right now, I don’t need a knife to deal with these assholes. Before his knuckles his could reach me, my punches lodged in his face his.

“—What’s up?!”
“Dominic!”

My name is Dominic.

In any case, the pass technique was broken, but the attack that had already been executed could not be reaped. The attacker who followed me was blowing a kick.

“Kwon (拳). Next, kak (脚).”

There is no need to go all the way to the reign of the Heavenly Demon. I just read the movement of the enemy and simply moved my foot to evade. If I had to give it a name, yes. Let’s go with the real-life method.

“—-Did you avoid it?!”

Step on the actual step to grasp the trajectory of the avoided attack, and immediately launch a counterattack. What kind of technology would be good Taekwondo? Encumbrance law? Heavenly Demon God? Ah, was it so much fun to have so many choices?

This is the path of martial arts.

Avoid attacks, counterattack.
I found these two simple concepts very enjoyable.

Burn my soul that despises the weak.

“Ramgak.”

In the end, what was chosen was each law in a foreign country. The battered leg pierced the martial artist like a slash with a sword.

“Cuck!”
“Is the uniform a mail order?”

Mutuga rolled on the floor as he collapsed.

“You weak bastards. Weakness. That’s what you lose. Thinking of your teammates is high, but that’s all. If you rely on your teammates, you won’t gain true strength.”
“Keuhh…Ugh! Creepy!”

In an instant, two fighters were mortally wounded and fell to the ground. Even if it looked like this, it was enough to control the power. If I turn on the power, there will be a serial murder case.

“You guys are filthy.”

Of course, they can do that because they have the confidence to cut them all down even if a truck comes by.

The power that has been fought at the crossroads of life and death, and obtained only through longing and obsession to survive. And extreme training is never funny.

“Qui-Qui.”

I got stronger.

It’s definitely a small amount of mana, but it’s great that you can use it freely.

With that alone, it was possible to use more efficient attacks and evasions by increasing the efficiency of body strengthening without consuming mana. The lighter body sublimated into optimal movement.

“Ah…!”

Selka caressed their brother his, who had passed out with foam on his face in shock as he knelt down. I’m sorry. But we still have unpaid debts.

I grabbed her arm her.

“To a better world.”
“What the hell… What the hell… Did I do something wrong…”

Imperialist.
Racist.
Serial killer.

Because they are all insensitive to the feelings of others, they do not know what they have done wrong. If I cheated on Kim Katt once, I would have to pay the price until I got caught. First, it was Selka who looked down on her as a barbarian swordsman and gave her pain.

This is a truth that will never change.

“I’m going with you, Selka.”

I grabbed the arm of Selka who was shedding tears and moved to take her to a dark place. There are eyewitnesses. However, when a fight breaks out, it is the personality of the people here to simply fold their arms and watch happily rather than report it.

In fact, ssambakjil is not uncommon.
In the yard where there are no deaths, this amount of commotion is not even on the axis of disturbance.

Just a moment ago, some audience members applauded.

“Serka. I feel very sorry for you.”
“Huh…! Huh!”
“Don’t cry… Who’s going to eat it? I’ll just treat it with a club and release it.”

Have you been dragging Selka for a long time?

“Hey.”

Someone
No, a representative of some group called me.

“Barbarian swordsman. Stop there.”
“Another raycist, Seapearl.”

I looked back.

“Hoo.”

—-What came rushing in was an army of martial artists.

The scene unfolded when he first came to Isvant and was beaten by martial artists.

Racist.
No.

Ray Sisters!