Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 295: The Returned Massacre Swordsman

 It was truly extraordinary. Ha Eung Eung's strength wasn't just in her exceptional swordsmanship. A talent beyond measure. An unmatched brilliance. Such talent is not something even top rankers can match.

‘She was the real deal.’

This is where the difference between a fake genius and a real one becomes apparent. A genius made by effort or luck may feel strong but will see their towering achievement as something built differently from their own. Even if the exterior looks the same, you can always understand the journey it took to build such a tower.

‘An unfathomable level, with no discernible foundation. Like a dragon, she brings a sense of helplessness.’

Ha Eung Eung was different. Her strength, how it was accumulated, the process she went through, and what she sought to achieve with that power, all of it was a mystery. What kind of experiences must one have to copy a technique and make it their own?

Certainly, she must have walked a path unimaginable to most. It was because of this realization that Hwang Geum-gang was even more certain.

‘What I can rely on is only the overwhelming difference in skill and the arrogance of not finishing it off immediately.’

From the other side of the line, reinforcements are still arriving. Troops sent from various places are following closely behind. The ranker troops are likely accelerating toward us as well. Hwang Geum-gang admits it. He can’t handle this alone. But what if the number of rankers increases?

Could it still be impossible then? He realized it through the Dragon Slaying event.

No, it isn’t impossible.

Even those lacking talent could win if they build up enough numbers and firepower.

<Gastro's Vision Technique>

<Take My Demon Sword>

When sound doesn’t work, the focus shifts to killing all five senses and pushing the limits of the body with extreme concentration.

<Hao Mun Low-tier Martial Arts>

<Pipa’s Chaos>

<Ascension Skill - Il-Yeon Ji>

<Ascension Skill - Infiltration>

Such all-consuming dedication is devoured in real-time. The urgent dissonance that forcibly awakens the senses breaks the clarity of the swordsman. The swords based on Closing the Soul and Take My Demon Sword resonated with the battlefield, growing ever louder.

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Gastro, the master of the grotesque sword.

He cast ten techniques and demonstrated ten advanced sword techniques.

"...I can’t repeat this twice."

To feel the despair again that he had once felt before Speed Master’s swift blows, it was as if his will to wield a sword had vanished for a while.

But then, he thought, if he could bring that much crisis to such a powerful opponent in exchange for his swordsmanship pride, surely it was worth the effort.

“Ansan Double Swords has arrived!”

“Do you know the legend of Daerim-dong’s Blood-Seeking?”

“Guys... Can we just appear normally, please? This is embarrassing...”

“What’s wrong with that? Yeonnam-dong's Anti-Aircraft Bomber? Are you ashamed of the name you created with the viewers?”

“If you’re not embarrassed by this nickname, something’s wrong with you... You should at least feel some shame!”

The ranker troops arrived.

“I admit it. Ha Eung Eung, your abilities are beyond what I can handle alone. But how long can you last against this much power?”

The rankers, who had played a vital role in the World Boss Cloud Dragon subjugation battle, reunited!

This time, thanks to the increased name value and support from the rewards of the last subjugation, they appeared with stronger armors and personal weapons.

Even Ha Eung Eung, the world-renowned Silent Swordsman, couldn’t stand alone against them today...

<Blood Sect Elite Martial Arts>

<Blood Mountain Sword>

Today...

<North Sea Ice Palace Elite Martial Arts>

<Ghost Crescent Sword>

She shouldn’t have been able to withstand it...

<Demon Sect Elite Martial Arts>

<Abyss Demon Sword>

Their combined efforts, after analyzing their strengths and uniting them, broke through in a way that was beyond Ha Eung Eung's abilities.

 Unorthodox martial arts are all ticking time bombs.

They either cause damage to specific blood vessels or gradually accumulate potential damage to the body.

They are only methods with some fatal flaw.

‘The modern-day evil storms of magic were once said to be like high-interest loans.’

If the righteous martial world has the Herb Dragon Sanctuary, then the evil martial world has the Evil Storm. His stature was such that it was said to rival that of the highest in the martial world.

Isn't he just a local pretending to be a modern person? Tsk, tsk. These days, they don’t even know the romance of the martial world and have such strange names.So, if the name is normal, they’re a local, and if it’s strange, they’re modern? A martial artist’s name should be no more than two to four characters.

Despite suffering from the unfortunate disease called Mu-tul-ttak, his theories were immensely helpful in many ways.

For example, the metaphor for the evil martial arts of the Evil Storm still stuck with him.

The Blood Sect is like a loan exceeding the legal interest limit in the fourth financial sector.

The North Sea Ice Palace is like a reasonably sized loan in the second financial sector.

The Demon Sect is the true embodiment of the first financial sector loan.

If you want to achieve the dream of owning a home early,

or want to gain martial skills quickly to become self-made,

then investing in the right magic is a smart choice.

‘It really helped.’

The nickname Self-Pitying Narcissist, turned into a symbol of fear, was thanks to the time spent in the Demon Sect.

Your veins have been severely damaged. I don’t know what martial art you learned from the Blood Sect, but if you don’t replace it with lower-interest martial arts, you’ll die in three years.Use martial arts with low costs. Heavy martial arts will destroy your body before the Gum-Jeol-Baek strikes. Don’t swing recklessly until you’re in extreme conditions.

Though the advice from Ma had been helpful, she decided to forget that advice today.

‘I know, Ma. High-interest loans are bad. But sometimes, people have to do things they know are wrong.’

Foolish girl. The ridicule she received in the Demon Sect echoed in her mind, and she laughed.

She was like a teacher from school.

In reality, her profession wasn’t a teacher but a doctor.

But who cares?

He was a good man.

And a good teacher too.

If it weren’t for Ma’s help, she would have died before even receiving the protection of the Heavenly Demon.

Crack!

From the tip of the sword, red like blood, the blade’s energy amplified the dark aura, and the eerie Ghost Crescent Sound rang out.

Paying a part of her life as interest, the destructive force exploded and ruthlessly tore apart the ranker suits.

‘Such a shame. They seemed to be expensive equipment.’

From the broken large-armored suits, two small-armored suits popped out.

With movements like beans bursting out of their pods, they were swiftly dealt with in one strike, like picking up chopsticks.

“W-wait... How about we just call it a draw...?”

Do you know?

If you press hard enough on a chopstick, the bean doesn’t just pop, it shatters completely.

The atmosphere of the battlefield had long since reversed.

All the so-called top rankers were dead or fled, but those unaware of that fact still clumsily entered the city.

How long would it take for them to realize it was a trap?

Heh~ If you're not confident in your skills, you hope for luck. Are you good at acting? Try stumbling a bit and watch them rush in!

Apple Girl’s words were right.

While she was enjoying the stable interest of the first financial sector in real estate investment, the enemies were gambling their lives on a fourth financial sector’s reckless rush.

They must have been tired by now.

They must be out of strength.

With just one lucky strike, they could bring down the overwhelming Silent Swordsman.

Such expectations.

Such hopes.

Led to the destruction of thousands and tens of thousands of enemies.

Even an army of 100,000 would have been wiped out in an instant.

Great generals, once famous in the ancient kingdoms of the Korean Peninsula, would have done the same.

Now, the same thing was happening.

Dangerous, run away, don’t come closer.

Those chat messages and donations suddenly stopped.

With the number of enemies dwindling to the point where there was no need for acting, she straightened her back and swung her beam sword, and the cheers were unending.

Massacre! Massacre!The Massacre Swordsman is back!The 100,000-strong army was wiped out!

Those who survived were the ones who surrendered, reluctant to lose their suits.

Hwang Geum-gang, who had been the lord of the Eastern Industrial District, was left dumbfounded.

Losing his 100,000-strong army overnight and going bankrupt, his feelings were easy to understand.

‘This is what En-Won means.’

Those who seek revenge for their family will realize that even their enemies have family.

Those who seek revenge for their master will realize their enemies have masters too.

The happiness I once had is also within the grasp of my enemies.

Only those with the will to avenge the happiness stolen by their enemies can carry out that revenge.

[You were quite the bait. At least for the last part, I’ll let you go without pain.]

Pretending to be a wounded and exhausted Silent Swordsman bait, she didn’t even need Hwang Geum-gang anymore.

The glimmering golden suit reminded her of Cloud Dragon's gleaming form, so she gave him a brief respite.

But this was the end.

[Leave a final message.]

With her beam sword raised high, Ha Eung Eung gave Hwang Geum-gang one last chance to speak.

“Murim Bimangnok!”

“?”

“That martial art, it’s from Murim Bimangnok, isn’t it? I... I know it too. The martial art... I know it!”

A returnee from the same Murim Bimangnok?

Ha Eung Eung paused for a moment.

[Try to pass the test.]

“I learned the Golden Heart of Shaolin...”

Slice!

Hwang Geum-gang's head was severed.

“Wasn’t that someone you knew?”

[Shaolin has gone too far.]

Ha Eung Eung was made a martial world legend by the martial world’s great leader.

His stronghold was the Shaolin Temple.