104. Underground Stadium (1)
The next day, the party dispersed to the stadium where they were to participate.
Kwon Kwon-ul followed the staff of Mistry City and moved to the underground arena.
As the most important place in the city of Mistry, the road to the underground arena was tightly hidden.
I had to go down deep in a hidden elevator in a corner of Mistry City.
“oh… … .”
Kwon Kwon-ul, who arrived at the underground stadium, couldn’t help but admire.
The underground arena was nearly twice as large as the Colosseum built outside the city.
Kwon Wol, who was guided to the waiting room, was troubled.
This is because they had to decide the order in which they would participate in the arena.
“The winning streak. They said they would win if they had 10 wins in a row or if there were no challengers.”
The content of the game in the underground arena was extremely simple.
Not a tournament, but a winning streak.
The winner continues to face the challenger. And you win if you win 10 in a row or if there are no challengers.
However, even if you suffer fatal injuries during this process, you must bear the cost.
“Simple, but troublesome.”
No matter how strong a person is, they can get hurt and lose in the course of a series of battles.
Conversely, even if their skills are somewhat lacking, the strong can take advantage of the weak gap and win.
“If you think of it with common sense, you should decide after checking the liver.”
Kwon-wool chose the first participation without hesitation.
There was no great reason. I wanted to finish as quickly as possible and watch the other team members play.
Although Joo Ha-yeon warned him about the dangers of the underground arena several times, Kwon-wool was confident that he would not be defeated.
＜You have decided to participate for the first time.＞
＜10 minutes later, the match starts. Athletes, please enter.＞
An announcement came through the speakers in the waiting room.
After putting on the mask Kwon Myeong-woo gave him, Kwon Kwon-ul left the waiting room.
I went through a long hallway and went up to the stadium.
The underground arena was also built in the style of the Colosseum.
Seats for spectators were stacked in layers around the stadium.
“He’s a foolish looking guy.”
As soon as I entered the arena, I heard a strange voice.
I saw the other person standing at a distance.
He was a man about three times the size of Kwon Kwon-ul.
“What is that mask again?”
“You’re wearing a mask, too.”
Gwon-wool pointed at the man and said. The man’s face was also covered with a mask.
“I wrote it for a reason.”
“Me too.”
“This is really stupid.”
Kwon Kwon-wool was the one who was really dumbfounded.
“It’s okay, let’s shake hands to fight fair and square.”
The man held out his hand. His forearm looked three times as thick as Kwon Kwon-wool’s.
Kwon-wool held his hand without hesitation.
It was then.
“Don’t get me wrong.”
The man grabbed Kwon Wol’s hand. A tremendous grip moved Kwon-wool’s hand.
“I could kill you without doing anything like this. I caught you because I was tired of chasing you.”
At that moment, the man’s fist struck Kwon-ul in the face.
* * *
“Ha ha ha.”
Around the time Kwon-wool was sitting in the waiting room.
Kwon Myeong-woo and Joo Ha-yeon sat side by side in the audience.
The two were also wearing masks, just like Kwon Wol.
Kwon Kwon-ul and his teammates were not the only ones in trouble if their identity was discovered.
Kwon Myung-woo also created a fake identity and worked in the city of Mistry for a long time so that his identity would not be revealed.
Kwon Myung-woo wasn’t the only one. Many people visiting the city of Mistry used pseudonyms to conceal their whereabouts.
“hehehe.”
I didn’t know what was so fun about Kwon Myung-woo’s face.
“Are you having fun?”
Joo Ha-yeon, who couldn’t see it, opened her mouth. His tone was very blunt.
There was a reason why it had to be.
“Not good. This will make your pockets thicker.”
Mistry is a city only for entertainment. Gambling is an indispensable part of entertainment. The underground arena was no exception.
Just now, Kwon Myung-woo was on his way to bet a huge amount of money on Kwon-wool’s victory.
“Did you bring Kwon Wol here to do this?”
“What do you see me as? It’s just for his training.”
Kwon Myung-woo’s expression became serious.
“Han-ul is so talented that he is a mask. Do you think it makes sense for someone who hasn’t reached the level yet to react to my fist?”
“I can’t.”
Kwon Myung-woo is such a great talent that there is no one in the world who doesn’t know his name.
“Not only the reaction speed, but also the visual acuity and even the talent. So there is no need to block others’ attacks.”
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It’s okay to dodge or counterattack.
“That’s why his vocative level is low. because it is not used The problem is that you have to forcibly raise the proficiency of the vocative type in order to enter the ascending type.”
“Is that why you chose this place?”
“right. To acquire a skill, you cannot simply repeat it. You have to use it in practice.”
So Kwon Myung-woo visited the underground stadium.
This is because you can experience a lot of real battles in a short period of time.
“Earning pocket money as well.”
Kwon Myung-woo smiled. Joo Ha-yeon glanced at Kwon Myung-woo.
“Who is this!”
Then, someone approached the two of them. It was a middle-aged man with a handsome beard.
“I didn’t know that the Black Swan would visit!”
black swan. It was the name of the fake identity Kwon Myung-woo used.
The man asked Kwon Myung-woo to shake hands. Kwon Myung-wu said as he held his hand.
“Mark Goldpixie. Were you there too? What about the company?”
“I took a vacation. The underground arena is open. You can’t just roll a pen at work, can you?”
The two laughed brightly and exchanged conversations.
“Did you let people participate in the underground game again?”
“Yes.”
“Last time, the contestant sponsored by the black swan won. Are you still not satisfied?”
Kwon Myung-woo’s fake identity as the Black Swan was quite famous within the Mistry.
That’s also because the hunter Kwon Myung-woo participated in won the underground arena several times.
All of them were members of Kwon Myung-woo’s team, that is, people from the Heukcheondae.
“Neither do I.”
“hahahaha, that’s right. Did you find a nice guy this time?”
At Kwon Myung-woo’s words, Mark Goldpixie’s eyebrows twitched for a moment.
“… … Yes, I came. You can look forward to it.”
“Ha ha ha! Yes, I am looking forward to it.”
After shaking hands, Mark Goldpixie left.
After he disappeared, Joo Ha-yeon asked Kwon Myung-woo.
“If it’s Mark Goldpixie… … Is this someone I know?”
“Right. Head of the Gold Pixie family, one of the families that founded the city of Mistry.”
Kwon Myung-woo said in a tone that he was not particularly interested.
“To be able to react so sensitively to even a joke. That friend must be very angry as there has been no winner of the Underground Games produced by the Gold Pixie family for several years.”
Kwon Myung-woo clicked his tongue and said.
“I’ll be even more pissed if I lose this time.”
At that time, Kwon Kwon-wool came up to the stadium.
Kwon Myung-wu leaned back in his chair and said.
“Then, where should we relax and look around?”
Suddenly, the other party asked for a handshake. Kwon Kwon-ul took that hand without a doubt.
The next moment, the other person slapped Kwon-ul in the face.
“… … huh?”
Kwon Myung-woo’s eyes widened.
* * *
“A poor fellow.”
Mark Goldpixy went up to the top floor of the underground arena with an angry face.
Founding member of Mistry City, Mark Goldpixy had a separate VVIP room, unlike other spectators.
“Oh, why are you like that?”
Upon entering, Maria Sanchez greeted him.
“Never mind. I heard an annoying noise.”
Mark Goldpixie huffed and took a whiskey from the fridge. I drank the entire bottle without even pouring it into the glass.
After wiping his mouth, he asked Maria Sanchez.
“The guy who’s taking part in this game… … Can I trust you?”
“Even if you are Mark, I feel a little bad if you doubt our Sanchez family bloodline.”
At Maria Sanchez’s warning, Mark Goldpixie broke into a cold sweat.
I forgot about it because I was so excited. That the woman in front of me is a wicked man who shakes his head all over the world.
“… … I’m sorry. I don’t know about other games, but I asked because I had to win the underground game.”
“Do not worry. I am sure of your skills.”
There was conviction in Maria Sanchez’s voice.
“I don’t know if you know me as Marcos Sanchez.”
“… … You’re not talking about destroyers, are you?”
Maria Sanchez nodded. Mark Goldpixy hiccups involuntarily.
Destroyer Marcos Sanchez.
As a Pandaemonium villain, he was a man with a history of destroying a city in Russia.
At that time, all Russian hunters gathered to stop him, but they all turned to blood in the hands of Marcos Sanchez.
“I can’t use skills or powers freely because I don’t want the Sanchez family to be discovered, but… … I am not a friend to lose in a place like this.”
Then, Marcos Sanchez came up on the pitch.
After exchanging a few words with the other person, he immediately asked for a handshake. Seeing this, Maria Sanchez sighed.
“Ha, that guy… … Even if you tell me to get rid of the habit of playing with and killing enemies, that’s what it is.”
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The other person took that hand without even knowing how cool it was. As if Marcos Sanchez had been waiting, he hit the opponent’s head hard.
“When this is over, I will give you a sharp warning… … .”
Shortly thereafter, Marcos Sanchez soared into the sky.
After being in a daze for a long time, Maria Sanchez involuntarily uttered a word.
“… … uh?”
* * *
Wooddeuk.
The moment the punch landed, Marcos Sanchez felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
Marcos Sanchez stared blankly at his hand.
His wrist was bent and broken.
“I watched you do something. He was a very mean fellow.”
When I moved my gaze forward, I saw the other person.
I didn’t put all my effort into it, but I still put in quite a bit of energy. The other side was fine.
It was completely incomprehensible to Marcos Sanchez.
Although he couldn’t use his skills, he had S-class abilities, self-defense, and superhuman strength.
Self-defense is the power that protects the body, and Superstrength is the power that amplifies muscle strength and stamina.
Combined, Marcos Sanchez’s fist is more powerful than any bomb.
But even with that… … Are you fine?
No, it’s not to the point of being fine. His fist was broken.
“And self-defense? What is the blood of the Sanchez family doing here?”
“you… … how to do that… … .”
“How did you know?”
Saying so, Gwon-ul’s eyes turned to the empty air.
＜’Geumganggi’ protects users from ‘self-defense’!＞
The moment I was hit by a fist, it was a message that came to mind.
It was also the reason why Marcos Sanchez’s fist was shattered in reverse.
Geumganggi is a high-level compatibility of self-defense.
When the two collide, the Geumganggi doesn’t beat the self-defense machine, but completely destroys it.
“You don’t need to know that.”
Kwon-wool bent his neck left and right. There was a dripping sound.
“This is subtly pissing me off.”
Kwon Wol’s voice contained anger.
Everyone would get angry if they were beaten, but it was a little different from that.
＜’Superhuman blood’ is angry!＞
Was it because he was beaten by a lower blood relative? The superhuman blood inside Kwon-wool started to react.
No, it wasn’t to the extent of reacting.
＜True super human blood assimilation rate 17% -＞ 30%＞
Donghwa all rose sharply.
The blood in his whole body was hot. My muscles twitched.
At the same time, anger welled up in his chest.
＜’Paewangseong’ and ‘Geumganggi’ become stronger!＞
＜Strength and Agility stats will be upgraded to S-class!＞
＜New powers are unlocked!＞
Numerous messages came to mind, but not a single one came into Kwon-ul’s field of vision.
All my senses were focused on the man in front of me.
“This, this child… … .”
Marcos Sanchez felt ominous. Instinctively, I tried to get away from Gwonwool.
At that moment, Kwon Wol reversed and grabbed Marcos Sanchez’s hand.
“I-I can’t let go of this!”
Marcos Sanchez shouted urgently and tried to shake off his hand.
However, the hand held by Kwon Wool did not even move.
At that time, Kwon-wool moved. At the same time as twisting his back, he thrust his fist into Marcos Sanchez’s abdomen.
＜’Geumganggi’ destroys ‘self-defense’!＞
＜’Paewangseong (?王星)’ amplifies muscle strength!＞
Without self-defense, the blood relatives of the Sanchez family are as bare as they are.
In addition, the S-class strength amplified by the supremacy shone.
“Keo-eo-eok!”
Marcos Sanchez’s body soared upwards. It soared high enough to touch the ceiling.
After a while, it fell to the ground.
For a moment there was silence in the arena. For a while, I started to be enthusiastic about the dance that Kwon-ul showed.
“You little bastard.”
Kwon Kwon-ul, who was irritated, suddenly realized.
“Oh right. I need to practice vocative.”