Godless Birth

Phew. Phew.

Fang-Hyuk breathes and looks at the target in front of him.

I started late, so I fell asleep and became obsessed with training.

I can't let you live up to your expectations! ’

You're going to win.

I felt left alone in the world.

I wasn't alive.

When will I die every day? Today or tomorrow? I gave up my life thinking like this.

How can I fail to meet the expectations of the one who showed up and reached out his hand?

Although he was not a blood relative, he was the only brother.

I was realizing what happiness was because I was unhappy every day, and now I can be thankful to be alive.

That's why I could never disappoint my brother for opening up a new world.

Fanghyuk flew through the petals of the Plum, raising a huge path.

Kuaang!

Ko Zhongwoo, the first disciple of the volcanic faction and the semi-final opponent of Fanghyuk, lifts his body back and opens the street in a gentle motion to release shocks.

At first glance, it was a relaxing movement, but in reality, it was irritated by the pain on the wrists.

‘What power. ’

Ko Zhongwoo was the first disciple of the Volcano Clan to urgently participate in the Battle of Jamdragons to raise the status of the fallen volcanoes.

Even though I didn't want to come because I was the only one who could participate because of my age restrictions, I had to come out.

The problem is that losing another game will not be tolerated as well as this one.

The opposing team is a group of people who recently dropped their status as a volcano.

That's how many fingers the volcanoes are getting these days.

I could never lose.

Before the start of the match, Ko Choongwoo was actually confident of an easy victory.

It's the same circumstance, but it's different.

The fanatics I had seen so far were definitely one step below myself.

However, when I faced the path of exaggeration, I could see that it was not easy.

The power contained in the figure was much more powerful than it seemed.

That's why they turned a little more distant than a frontal fight.

However, the bulge was reckless and the dizzy attack was immense and pushed in first.

“Son of a bitch! ”

Kuaang! Kuaang! Kuang!

The storm created by swords and pottery struck the crowd in a cool manner.

Stupid!

The crack has begun to split in two.

The same is true for swords with teeth everywhere.

Blah blah!

With the sound of a massive collision, the sword and its debris embroiders the air.

"If you have no teeth, use your gums! ’

Fang Hyuk learned that from the fighter.

Kua 'an

The Fetal Precinct and the Soul Wall collided to shake the stadium.

Ko Choongwoo swung his fist roughly and swung the Plum towards Fang Hyuk's head.

Puang!

At the same time as the air bursts, red blood rushes down from his head.

You dodged it, but you couldn't completely dodge it because it was so fast.

Despite being missed, there was still a shock, but Fang Hyuk immediately responded with a fist swing.

It was because I instinctively felt that I was going to be eaten for a moment.

Profit!

Tak!

The fist of Fanghyuk, which caused heavy wind pressure, pushed him aside.

However, Fanghyuk was an incredibly brilliant head owner who originally expected to punch his fist.

Fang-Hyuk wraps his forearm around his neck and taps it to the ground.

Kuaang!

The moment Ko Choongwoo popped up off the floor with a faint groan, his kick turned to Ko Choongwoo's face.

Baaak!

In the meantime, Ko Zhongwoo crosses his arms and flies his body backwards, shocking.

The first disciple of the Volcano tribe was the one who easily escaped the moment of crisis, even as he proved that he did not just get it.

In his appearance, the crowds of people huddled.

“Ahhhh!”

At that moment, Big Hyuk smiled at his mouth with a full energy that secretly filled his body so that no one would notice.

"It's you!"

You're a coward? You're welcome!

Fang Hyuk never thought of it that way.

It is a world where the power of families and tribes is regarded as their own strength. It was wisdom to make good use of what was given.

He had a live performance with him, and he didn't want to regret it later, like those who got the performance and lost it vaguely. Victory is much more urgent now than noticing or discussing justification.

‘This power is also given to me. ’

Kuaang!

The floor of the stadium burst into flames.

Gochun Wu, who was about to spill his fist, changed his mind in the direction that the pitch was blocked by the fading pitch.

Qajik!

I opened a new method by biting my lips with the eerie sound coming from my wrist.

More!

Just a little more!

I can reach it!

Pang Hyuk chased after Ko Chon Woo and once again held out his fist.

Boom, boom! Boom, boom!

Fang Hyuk was growing.

The willingness to win, the feeling of wanting to please the older brother, was a sneak peek and hold onto the rope that was going to progress.

I was so ecstatic, I swung my fist.

Smoothness was added to the power of the law, and mixed various rivers, medicines, straight lines and curves to make a difference and drive the deflection.

Freedom from formal movements, and nevertheless, the swollen cultivation of herbivores has now moved on to a new era.

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“I didn't expect to grow during the game. There's a great description coming from Fanga. ”

“You don't have any reliable information? How can you judge a friend like that for an idiot? ”

I smiled gladly as I listened to the sound coming from everywhere.

Ko Zhongwoo insisted on fancy herbivores in every game he had played recently to raise the status of the falling volcanoes, as well as the battle against Hyuki. He's obsessed with showing the spectators how amazing volcanic masonry is. The user underestimates the opposing Pokémon and attempts to wage a battle early.

However, Ko Seon-woo was different from his opponent in the battle of the dungeons. Hyuki had an outstanding muscle bone that could withstand an attack by Ko Sun Woo.

Even if he didn't hang a trio of buffs, Hyuki would have won over time.

It was because Ko Zhongwoo was obsessed with glamour and was consuming internal air and stamina as much as the game was lacking.

Nevertheless, the reason for buffing Hyuk was because of the upcoming finals, Hyuk had to be prepared for the final in the best condition.

“Ahhhh!”

Kuaaaaaaang!

“Winner Fang Hyuk! ”

“Waaaahhhh!”

* * *

Nam-goong Lake and Wyjihong's semi-finals after Hyuki's match.

I was holding my fist as I watched the match.

Goddamn it.

I see it. I see it.

Things I didn't want to see looked so clear.

Stop it or not?

I'm no hero, and I have to worry about it.

I'm just trying to make enemies.

I wish I could end up at the South Arc line, but...

It was a long shot.

Unknown Uijhong.

I investigated the origin and whereabouts of W. Jihong in the Muslim blind, but there was no problem.

Why is there no problem?

He's trouble himself.

Any of the investigations were trivial or negligent.

It was not a good situation at all.

Anyway.

He used a martial arts drink, but he poured out a word that seemed to be covered with butter, covering half his face with debt that was softer and whiter than a woman. Every time I did that, I was giving an explosive support to the female audience, and even the male audience was cheering for W. Jihong for the fact that he was strong enough to reach the semi-finals, even without a background like this.

He was building an unbelievable victory smile, a smile from a centuries-old man, and he was fixing his face looking at that red.

The game appeared to be led by Nam-goong Lake, but most of the elite who visited the stadium were aware.

The South Arch attack is not working at all.

Hence, the owner of the Southern Palace must be staring at the stadium with his fists rolled.

With his overwhelming skill and cold judgment, he made it to the semi-finals, but he was no match for Uijhong.

Wijihong is an unmanned photographer.

How can Nam-gu Ho beat such a person?

Above all, the place where Uijhong actually belonged was excluded from all the people who had always driven blood in the history of the river lake.

So they made an effort to create more covert internal law and enchantment over time, and it was written in the book on the fifth floor of the Chronicles, that they had invented a way to hide their work so that no one could recognize it unless they deliberately revealed their power.

The problem right now is that unmanned people like Weijihong have infiltrated the audience. Their landscape in the information window was also not unusual.

I felt like something was going to happen today because my back neck was cold and my whole body hair was sticky.

Will Weijihong really go to the finals?

Given the situation in the audience that had never been seen before, WG Hong did not seem to go to the finals.

A situation in which all attention is drawn to the battle of Nightingales and WWII.

What if Wiji Hong's objective is to destroy the competition itself?

What if all of this was to announce to the riverbank that they had disappeared over 200 years ago and to warn them that they were alive and well?

Then what will I gain by stopping them?

It was good to have a healthy blindness in order to deal with the ascetics.

The blindness of the elite.

What if the symbolism is shaking?

The chaos will accelerate. Nothing good ever came of it for me.

Yeah.

Let's go first.

To the oath.

It's not my job, it's blindness.

In the Muslim blind, an oath is the law.

You'll take care of it.

I don't want to keep the tournament afloat of losing money.

It's just an act of sincere concern for the chaos that will come to Kangho.

At the same time as resolutions, I sent a message straight to the Beast.

I swear to God.

[Come.]

As I said before, I'm quite good at looking at other people's bodies.

[I know.]

The South Arch is dangerous.

[Isn't it natural that an unmanned battle is dangerous?]

That's not what I meant. At this rate, the South Arch will be killed by Weijihong.

[You have so many eyes, and you want to kill me.] What the hell are you talking about?]

Wijihong is an unmanned member of the bloodline. I found that I was learning an internal cardiac method similar to the internal cardiac arts I read on the fifth floor of the bookshelf.

[· · · · · ·.]

The oath has not spoken for a long time.

But I'm sure you'll believe me.

I was also the one who gave information about the ascetic society that was completely unknown to Muslims after leaving the trust I had built up.

Two hundred years ago, I had to believe that the emergence of the blood bridge had disappeared from the history of the river lake.

Meanwhile, Kangho was particularly peaceful. It was enough time to conserve power. There's nothing strange about a blood bridge appearing in the world in the yard of a mysterious organization called the Celestial Society.

Shhhhh!

As soon as WG's debt cut through the chest of the South Arch, HG stabbed the fan toward the neck of the South Arch with a terrifying smile.

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