Three Meals of a Reincarnator

Ho Sung Lee gulped as he watched the fight between the Samchunkyo leader and Min Sung.

The battle between them was hard to watch.

Despite it having just begun, the two showed off substantial power.

Around Min Sung and the Samchunkyo leader was what looked like a construction site in a 5-meter radius.

Ho Sung Lee watched the situation unfold without being able to properly breathe.

He then sensed something strange on his leg, which was Bowl grabbing onto his leg like a koala.

Bowl seemed worried that Min Sung might have been hurt in some way.

On the other hand, the Gold Goblin, Ssol, enjoyed the fight between Min Sung and the Sacmhunkyo hunter with a smile.

Ho Sung Lee laughed at Ssol and then turned his eyes toward Min Sung again with a stiffened face

The Samchunkyo leader smiled at Min Sung.

The reason why he wanted to dominate the world wasn’t because he believed in some useless rouser.

His underlings were nothing but errand boys.

The reason why he decided to dominate the world was because he believed in his own capabilities.

He stepped on countless bodies to get to where he was today.

And in that process, he realized it over and over again.

That his power was unbeatable.

That was when it started.

He began to feel an urge to face off against anyone strong enough.

He was excited to hear that he resolved the Black Tower on his own, but he didn’t seem that powerful in person.

He was just fast with a pretty decent Aura.

Nothing more, nothing less.

On top of that, he didn’t have the basics down.

Unlike him, who researched martial arts through fights with thousands of people, he was simply strong because he rolled around a little bit in the wild.

Seeing him in person made him realize he was weak, which made the Samchunkyo leader want to tease him even more.

After all, it wasn’t easy meeting someone as strong as him.

He planned to enjoy himself before finishing him off.

“I’ll go easy on you. Come to me. Use your best skill,” the Samchunkyo hunter said with clenched fists.

“Know your place.”

Min Sung gathered magical power with his Orichalcum Sword.

As soon as he released the magical power, the Samchunkyo leader felt his body grow cold and stiff.

An unknown power flowed out of Min Sung’s weapon.

The Samchunkyo hunter widened his eyes and gathered his own Aura while biting down on his lip.

‘What the hell is that?!’

Since he had his guard down, he didn’t have a way of dodging it.

Meanwhile, what looked like fog released from Min Sung’s Orichalcum Sword so the Samchunkyo leader put out both of his hands and unleashed his power against his.

This power was different from the one he had seen before.

The Samchunkyo leader’s hands activated a force that would absorb the shock.

Min Sung’s magical power and the Samchunkyo leader’s absorption collided.

Bangggggg!

“Ugh!”

The Samchunkyo leader put all his strength into it.

‘What is this?!’

His absorption normally obliterated just about anything without leaving a single trace.

But that person’s magical power appeared to be stronger than his absorption.

“T-this is nonsense…!”

The Samchunkyo leader lost to Min Sung’s magical power, forcing him to back down.

Whooshhh-!

The Samchunkyo leader looked shocked.

“Mmph…!”

The magical power ripped the Samchunkyo leader’s skin.

Half of his left shoulder was ripped off and…

“Ugh…!”

His side, thigh, and even his ankle took a hit.

He ignored the intense pain and got ready to make his next attack when…

“…?”

The Samchunkyo leader stared blankly at Min Sung in confusion.

Min Sung lowered his Orichalcum Sword as if he no longer had the intention of making any more attacks.

After seeing that, the Samchunkyo leader gritted his teeth.

“Are you scorning me…?”

The Samchunkyo leader growled with a low voice.

“Tell me if you’re about to die. I’ll go easy on you,” Min Sung said with an expressionless look on his face.

Roarrrrrr!

As soon as the Samchunkyo leader gathered his strength, the ground shook as if there was an earthquake and began to split into half.

“You little bastard…! Let me teach you a lesson.”

Devil Sacrifice

Devil Obliteration Ball

The Samchunkyo leader gathered his hands as if he was holding a large ball in his hands.

In just a short period of time, the Samchunkyo leader gathered a substantial amount of power.

The Samchunkyo leader’s eyes shook coldly, and his hands emitted a light.

The skill was powerful enough to destroy anything within 100 meters of its target.

“You don’t even know how powerful I am…! Let me end you once and for all!”

Swooshhh-!

The Devil Obliteration Ball charged toward Min Sung.

Min Sung lifted his Orichalcum Sword and held it as if it was a gun.

When Min Sung let go of his weapon slightly, the Orichalcum Sword recovered and gathered substantial power.

And then…

Flash!

The Orichalcum Sword began swallowing up the Devil Obliteration Ball that the Samchunkyo leader sent his way.

The Samchunkyo leader widened his eyes as he watched.

The Devil Obliteration Ball disappeared into thin air.

And a bigger shock than that took over the Samchunkyo leader’s head.

“… That skill.”

The Samchunkyo leader mumbled to himself as he looked at the Orichalcum Sword in Min Sung’s hands.

He couldn’t believe it.

‘I can’t believe there’s someone who can use that sword skill.’

He thought that was just a myth.

But after realizing that the man in front of him just used it, he hoped that his reality was actually a dream.

But it was reality, and that delusion couldn’t influence reality.

He lost strength in his body.

“He’s so strong…”

The Samchunkyo leader dropped his arms with a blank look on his face

He was at a whole different level.

He never should have started.

He let out a laugh.

He was embarrassed that he felt so superior and excited in front of an opponent like that.

He even wondered what he fought so hard for all this time.

The Samchunkyo leader clenched back on his teeth.

“I lost. Kill me…”

He lost.

He no longer had a reason to live on.

He had dreamt of many things while climbing to the top.

He had no intention of begging for his life to be spared.

The Samchunkyo leader abandoned all intentions to shield himself and stuck out his chest.

If he was going to die, he wanted to do it confidently and willingly.

“I told you. I said I’d go easy on you if you were going to die.”

Min Sung spoke in a not-so-loud voice, but the Samchunkyo leader heard it clearly.

The Samchunkyo leader grimaced.

“Just kill me…! Kill me already,” the Samchunkyo leader said with a tiger-like face.

At that moment, the Orichalcum Sword stabbed his thigh at a speed that was impossible to catch with his eyes.

Slash!

Crack!

“Ugh…!”

The Samchunkyo leader dropped his jaw and stared down at his stabbed thigh.

It was incredibly painful.

It wasn’t just the pain of being stabbed, but the magical power ripped each cell to shreds, causing even more pain.

When he froze in place due to the pain…

The Orichalcum Sword came out all on its own.

Despite the excruciating pain, seeing that made him feel like he was possessed.

He almost forgot about his pain for a second.

It was a very selfish skill indeed.

He felt a strong sense of jealousy as well as defeat.

The Samchunkyo hunter looked at Min Sung with a helpless face.

He felt as though he was standing in front of a god.

“… What do you want from me?”

The Samchunkyo leader asked with a blank stare.

Min Sung grabbed his weapon that flew over through the air.

“There are basics for fighting used by those who come from Samchunkyo. I wanted to learn about it.”

“That’s why you’re not killing me…?”

“Yeah.”

“Why do you need to know that when you have that sword skill…?”

The Samchunkyo leader was unable to finish his sentence.

He realized something.

‘Does this mean he didn’t obtain the sword skill by learning it…?’

Gulp—

The Sacmhunkyo leader gulped without realizing it.

He felt the hairs on his back stand up.

If he were to learn martial arts, it would allow him to grow even more powerful.

That realization made the Samchunkyo leader’s pupils shake and laugh.

Min Sung Kang mastered the skill with his body, but not with his brain.

That meant that although he could use it, he was unable to teach it to anyone.

But then again, his sword skill wasn’t something that could be taught by anyone.

But if he happened to ‘learn’ martial arts, Min Sung Kang could open the doors to a whole new floor of potential.

The Samchunkyo leader was jealous.

Of Min Sung Kang.

He was so impressive that he felt resentful.

How could he still have the potential to grow so much when he was already so powerful?

The Samchunkyo leader wanted to die.

He was unable to think of what he was living for all this time.

And the answer would never come to him.