Solo Swordmaster - Chapter 79

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Translator/Editor: Hydrogen B

Chapter 79: The Perfect Plan

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“I’ll ask you one more time.”

Even faced with three intruders who had suddenly barged into his office, Wang Gi-seong neither looked surprised nor flustered.

Still seated behind his desk, he simply asked casually.

“Who the hell are you lot, barging in here without permission and making all this noise?”

“You don’t need to know who we are. All you need to do is accept our proposal and nod.”

“A proposal?”

“That’s right.”

The braided man slowly walked over.

He dragged the entire sofa beside him forward, perched on it across from Wang Gi-seong, and continued.

“There’s something we want. Unfortunately, it seems to have found its way into the Seven Dragons Society recently.”

“If you want something, pay for it and buy it. We’re a company. If the price is right, we’ll sell most things.”

“I wish we could, but our work is confidential. And the Seven Dragons Society’s security turned out to be sturdier than expected, so stealing it in secret would be difficult.”

“So you want me to sneak it out for you?”

“Oh? You look stupid, but you understand things better than expected.”

Wang Gi-seong did not get angry at the man’s reaction, as though he genuinely found that surprising.

The Shanghai Wang Family might be looked down upon, but it was still a prestigious clan within the Seven Dragons Society. And Wang Gi-seong himself served as acting head of Black Dragon Construction’s East Asia branch.

“I don’t know what you want so badly, but what’s the payment?”

“The payment?”

“You’re asking me to sneak it out on purpose, aren’t you? Then naturally, you should offer suitable compensation.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. We have a very substantial payment prepared.”

“Really? And what’s that payment?”

If the payment was right, there was nothing he could not do.

As befitted someone from the Black Dragon Clan, who made a living through plots and schemes, Wang Gi-seong asked with a perfectly innocent expression.

The man calmly replied, “Your life.”

“...

Hmm.”

Wang Gi-seong nodded.

It was roughly what he had expected.

“So you mean if I refuse this proposal, I die right here?”

“Quick on the uptake, I see.”

“Ah, our family is counted among the prestigious clans because we’re good at reading the room and kissing ass. I couldn’t be acting family head without this much sense.”

“Then may I expect a favorable answer?”

“Of course.”

Wang Gi-seong grinned amiably.

Then, from his seat, he kicked the desk upward.

Boom!

The heavy desk soared high into the air. The instant Wang Gi-seong’s fist struck it, it flew forward, sweeping up not only the man seated in front of him but the woman and youth behind him as well.

The force was horrifying.

The wall behind them collapsed completely, and crushed blood and flesh splattered throughout the office.

“That’s my answer.”

In the blood-soaked office, Wang Gi-seong gave a cold snort.

Had they offered a more sophisticated threat, perhaps things would have been different. But there was no reason to be frightened by such a pathetic attempt at intimidation.

“That is unfortunate.”

“Shouldn’t we wait and see who’ll be unfortunate? Your friends already look pretty unfortunate to me.”

Wang Gi-seong smiled mockingly as he looked at the man, who remained unharmed in his place as though nothing had happened despite being struck head-on by a desk carrying tremendous force.

He did not know how the man had avoided it, but his two companions had clearly been turned into bloody pulp.

That was why Wang Gi-seong’s face stiffened at the two voices from behind him.

“Good grief, I’d heard the Seven Dragons Society’s experts were as strong as high-level Players, but this is no joke. I really thought I was dead.”

“Comrade, lying is bad.”

“It’s a figure of speech. You got hit too, crazy comrade.”

“It’s okay. I never die.”

The moment he heard that exchange, Wang Gi-seong moved on instinct.

Following the circulation method of the Great Force Eight Unifications Style, he drew up his Psionics and spun like a top, striking out with his palm.

It was a heaven-shaking blow.

A palm strike carrying enough force to topple an entire building.

Crunch!

“...?!”

Yet the palm carrying the ultimate art of the great dragon did not even extend fully before his wrist was crushed.

It was not because he had let his guard down.

The strength contained in the opponent’s weapon had simply been beyond imagination, crushing the Psionics gathered in his hand head-on.

“Sorry. I was only trying to crush your fingers, but you were tougher than I expected, so I made a little mistake...”

Thwack!

“WHAT!?”

When had she taken it out?

The blonde woman had swung the large bundle strapped to her back without even unwrapping it, crushing his wrist. Wang Gi-seong lashed out at her with his mangled arm.

Gritting his teeth, he continued his counterattack.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

A shoulder drop that shattered her collarbone with Heavenly King Toppling Pagodas. Twin Fists Crossing the Sea, which crushed her jaw with crossed fists. Great Roc Descending from Heaven, which pulverized her solar plexus with his overlapped hands.

Every move sent agonizing pain surging from his mangled wrist.

Even so, Wang Gi-seong’s sequence of forms flowed as smoothly as water, smashing the blonde woman without the slightest disruption.

He was, after all, an expert of the Seven Dragons Society.

The name of the Seventy-Two Martial Arts Schools was not so insignificant that its arts would be taught to someone who would falter from an injury like this.

Stab!

“Damn, those punches looked like an old Hong Kong movie. I’d want to learn them if I could.”

Perhaps because he had pressed his attack too hard, Wang Gi-seong failed to avoid the knife the youth had slipped into his side.

Thwack!

But he paid it no mind.

He smashed the youth’s head with a Typhoon Kick, then pulled out the knife and drew up his Psionics to staunch the wound.

“Prepare yourself. Now it’s your turn.”

Wang Gi-seong grinned fiercely at the man, who was truly alone now.

Yet even before the person who had just killed both his companions, the man showed no tension.

Still seated on the sofa, he merely looked up at Wang Gi-seong with a cynical smile.

“You’re impatient as a fucking dog. Save that bullshit for after you finish killing my comrades.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Your friends already died by my hands...”

“Great! Amazing! Fighting with your wrist gone, incredible fighter!”

“If you had time to admire him, why didn’t you ambush him instead? You could’ve taken his head off in one blow.”

“No! That cowardly! Kill face-to-face, Sword Master spirit!”

“...”

Wang Gi-seong was left speechless.

He could still feel the sensation of breaking their bones and crushing their organs in his hands.

Yet the sight of the blonde woman and the narrow-eyed youth appearing again, perfectly fine as though nothing had happened, froze him in place.

‘What the hell are these people?’

He had guessed they were high-level Players from the moment they openly appeared in his office.

But he had been mistaken.

They were not merely high-level Players.

It was not simply because of the bizarre ability that let them reappear unharmed despite seeming to have been killed several times.

The strange sense of alienation, the fact that they felt neither tension nor even hostility after fighting him to the death, sent a chill down Wang Gi-seong’s spine.

‘Even in pure skill, they’re no ordinary bastards.’

Judging by the blow that had crushed his wrist and the skillful knife thrust, they were at least duke-class.

And considering their abnormal proficiency in battle, along with that unknown power which kept them from dying even when killed, they might even rival grand duke-class players.

‘Where the hell did three people like this come from?’

Wang Gi-seong could not understand it.

In this Iron Age, grand duke-class players were practically kings. Other than the ten Monarchs, they were superhumans with few equals.

The existence of three grand duke-class players he had never heard of was shocking enough.

The fact that all three were pursuing the same thing together was even more incomprehensible.

‘I have to escape somehow.’

Giving up on further combat, Wang Gi-seong concentrated Psionics at the tips of his feet.

His own survival was secondary. He needed to warn the Seven Dragons Society that people this dangerous were targeting it.

“Fighter, you not coming?”

“Looking at those shifty eyes, you’re clearly thinking about running.”

“Then this time, ladies first!”

As though they had seen through his intention to flee, the blonde woman swung her massive weapon while the narrow-eyed youth rushed him with a knife in a reverse grip.

Wang Gi-seong fought desperately against the two of them.

He bent backward to evade the weapon, crushed the knife with the force of his fist, and kicked at their ankles.

After exchanging dozens of moves in the blink of an eye, Wang Gi-seong finally found an opening and threw himself toward the window.

Or tried to.

Thump!

“That’s cheating. Once you start a fight, shouldn’t you see it through to the end?”

Until the braided man seated on the sofa took the hand he had kept in his pocket out.

Wang Gi-seong’s eyes widened.

Not merely because the window, which should have shattered at once, had rebounded his body as though it were made of iron.

The instant he saw the item in the man’s hand, something flashed through his mind like lightning.

‘This Skill, surely...!’

Only then did Wang Gi-seong realize why he had not known of high-level Players of this caliber.

And why they had no choice but to avoid official contact with the Seven Dragons Society, even to the point of threatening a complete stranger like him.

But his realization came far too late.

His attempt to escape through the window had failed, throwing off his balance and exposing an opening.

And the blonde woman’s massive weapon was already swinging toward his head.

Crack!!!

It took only one blow.

To shatter Wang Gi-seong’s skull, send his eyes bursting from their sockets, and scatter his brains in every direction.

Thud, thud! Thud!

“Hey, crazy comrade. That guy’s already gone, so you can stop pounding him.”

“Really?”

“Can’t you see? His brain’s already mush. What human could still be alive after that?”

“Comrade, you don’t die even if your head gets smashed and your heart split open.”

“That comrade isn’t me.”