Korea-Japan Friendly Match (6)
Everyone was stunned.
"W-What the hell is he doing?"
"Sh-Shusuke brother, isn't that guy insane?"
He was messing with a Japanese ranker, and not just any ranker, but a national representative who was considered a national treasure?
That was no different from a declaration of war.
"Hey..."
"B-Brother…?"
"....Mr. Jinwoo."
His disciples and Yoo Jia all looked at Baek Jinwoo with expressions that said they had no idea what to do, but—
'How are we supposed to stop that?'
Seeing his expression, they shook their heads.
"Brother, at this rate, aren't we all going to end up in huge trouble?"
Even Gi Jaehyuk, who had nearly died if things had gone wrong, was saying that much.
But—
"Why."
Baek Jinwoo glanced at Ryo, who was screaming, then shot a look at the Japanese rankers.
"Got a problem with it?"
From Shusuke's position, those words could only sound absurd.
No, seriously!
How could they not have a problem when one of the Japanese rankers was being tortured alive right in front of them?!
"The one who tried to directly attack a player first with his summon was that bastard."
He had realized it clearly during the last war against crime.
'I do not let anyone who touches my people get away with it.'
No matter who it was.
Even if it was the whole world, or one of the Five Emperors, it did not matter.
Baek Jinwoo was already strong.
If he was going to bow his head and live quietly even after owning five EX-grade summons, then it would be better to just quit being a player.
'Oh, you Japanese bastard.'
'Why did you have to mess with big brother of all people…..'
'A whole gang got wiped out after touching him wrong. Hasn't that rumor spread yet?'
It had spread.
It was just that no one cared because it had happened in such a backward country.
"...."
Meanwhile, Shusuke's lips were trembling.
'What is that?'
It had happened right in front of his eyes, yet it was hard to understand. His brain refused to process it.
'Ryo's five summons were clearly reverse-summoned cleanly in less than five seconds.'
It had been so fast that he had not even seen it properly.
A grim reaper holding a scythe had appeared for just a moment, then vanished.
'If that scythe had been aimed at me instead...?'
Would he have been able to stop it?
This was a problem on a completely different level from the size and class of summons.
If a player could not even perceive the opponent's attack, how were they supposed to control their summons?
But that made no sense.
He was ranked 30th in the world.
Meanwhile, that guy was not even on the Korean rankings.
No matter how much someone covered themselves in lucky encounters and money, there was still a common-sense gap that could not be overcome.
In the end, Shusuke came to one conclusion.
'Ryo got too worked up.'
That was the only answer.
He had completely fallen for the provocation of that Gi Jaehyuk guy, and because of that, he had been hit by that cowardly surprise attack.
'Then why couldn't I perceive the attack?'
Probably because I was startled.
In fact, Ryo had been acting so insanely that everything had been chaotic.
"That's enough now."
Shusuke raised his hand.
"Stop at an appropriate point."
He meant to stop the torture of Ryo, who was still screaming, "Aaaagh!"
To be honest, his heart had dropped.
Just how much pain could make a human voice produce sounds like that?
But Baek Jinwoo ignored Shusuke's request.
After filling out the full minute, he walked straight over to Oh Sunyoung.
"Ms. Oh Sunyoung."
"Yes, Master."
"Hand over just three summons. Any three."
".....Excuse me?"
Oh Sunyoung's mouth fell open.
Because she immediately understood what that meant. He had said it a little while ago.
-I'm going to give you a special gift, Ms. Oh Sunyoung.
-...A gift, you say?
Just wait and see.
He had said he would give her a gift. And this was that gift.
He was saying he would defeat the remaining two Japanese rankers using Oh Sunyoung's summons.
He was probably trying to show her something.
That if used well, even your summons could be amazing. That they could display sufficiently powerful force.
But—
"Will that really be all right? They're national representatives from a major power."
Oh Sunyoung's wolves were low in class.
Even if Fenrir was A-grade, could it compare to Baek Jinwoo's HunGyo?
Absolutely not.
"I have to use them anyway. My HunGyo has its rune removed right now."
The Omnipotent Rune he used to have was also currently with Rund. It was in the middle of being reborn through the Trinity Rune.
"I already used Lamba and Gale Slayer, and if you just hand over the three wolves, that won't violate the contract."
Yoobaek and Japan had signed a tournament contract with 100 billion on the line.
Since the contract basically stipulated that only five summons could be used, Lamba and Gale Slayer had to be utilized.
But?
'There's no need to use an ox-cleaving blade to catch a chicken.'
It wasn't like Sugoi, one of the Five Emperors, had come personally. Against someone like Shusuke, there was no need to use HunGyo.
Three wolves were enough.
"A-Alright."
Oh Sunyoung handed over her summons to Baek Jinwoo.
Could he really win with just these? She had her doubts, but she could not disobey her master's order.
Seeing that, Shusuke was horrified.
Right now—was he saying he would fight him not with his own summons, but with someone else's summons?
That went beyond disregard. It was humiliation.
".....How dare you."
"That 'how dare you' crap. I'm sick of hearing it, so enough already. Hurry up and come at me. A contract is a contract, so let's finish this quickly and send you back to your country."
Sssst!
Baek Jinwoo deployed Fenrir (A-grade), Shadow Wolf (B-grade), and Blood Wolf (B-grade).
Lamba, meanwhile, was in the back continuously pouring stacks into Gale Slayer.
"Watch carefully."
Baek Jinwoo spoke to Oh Sunyoung.
"How to use wolves against guys like them."
Gulp!
Oh Sunyoung swallowed.
Could it really be true?
Could her Fenrir really show power against those overwhelming Japanese national representatives?
"I am Makoto."
The opponent for the first match was Makoto. A player ranked 7th in Japan.
"I'll see whether you've got skills to match that confidence of yours!"
"Makoto!"
Shusuke barked sharply.
"Do not underestimate him and face him properly! Don't get excited like Ryo did either!"
Makoto flinched at those words, then realized his mistake.
A moment ago—
Ryo had let his guard down and paid for it, and Makoto had almost made the same mistake.
There was no dumber thing in a real battle than getting worked up.
"....…"
Watching those idiots put on a whole show, getting heated and then calming themselves back down, Baek Jinwoo indifferently sent out the wolves.
Sure, go ahead and don't underestimate them. Try facing them properly.
Would a baby beat an adult just because it didn't get excited?
-Grrr, woof!
Fenrir, who had been charging forward, suddenly opened its mouth wide, then abruptly changed direction.
"Huh?"
Makoto narrowed his eyes.
'Where are you going!'
Trying to get to the rear?
Like I'd let that happen…..
Crunch!
"Huh?"
Makoto, who had been trying to respond, suddenly heard the sound of a wolf biting.
Because Fenrir had changed direction one more time!
'Crazy, a body feint?'
And it was such a clean movement that it left him speechless.
To think he would see here the very technique said to be used freely only by Lord Hikaru in Japan!
And it wasn't just one of them.
All three wolves moved dazzlingly, then bit into the limbs of the summons that had frozen in confusion.
Crunch, craack!
There was no dodging or anything.
The wolves' fangs dug precisely into their opponent's vital points.
"W-What the—!"
It was different.
Something about their movements was strange.
"Kill them!"
Makoto's summons had not been standing still either.
Even while being torn into, they endured and attacked back, but—
'Does this even make sense?'
With a gap as thin as a sheet of paper, the wolves dodged those attacks and bit down again.
If someone saw it, they might have shouted that it was a bug, the movements were that exquisite and perfect.
Crunch, craaack!
The rampaging wolves were like hyenas. They ran here and there, bit throats, and tore out entrails.
Lamba?
Gale Slayer?
They did not even move from their spots.
In other words, three summons were ravaging the five summons of a Japanese ranker!
'This....'
If there was one person here who was the most shocked, it was Oh Sunyoung.
'Those are my summons….?'
Whenever she lost, she had consoled herself by saying her summons' specs were lacking, but now it was obvious.
What was lacking was not the summons' specs, but the player's skill.
Hong Ari, Gi Jaehyuk, and Kang Jihoe too—could not close their gaping mouths. They could only stare blankly at the wolves' mysterious movements.
"Uh….... uhh...."
Makoto panicked.
No matter how he moved, it was useless.
Even if he tried to control them, even if he issued commands, there was nothing he could do.
The fundamentals he had learned?
None of them worked against Baek Jinwoo.
From Baek Jinwoo's perspective, they were merely raw fundamentals without even a single application.
They were easy to dismantle, and easy to exploit in reverse.
It was like a professional 9-dan Go player toying with someone who was not even an amateur, but merely first-class.
"H-How is this….. this makes no, th-this….."
Makoto, muttering as if he could not believe it, turned to look at Shusuke.
Shusuke, as though resigned, pressed a hand to his forehead.
Yes.
He had to admit what had to be admitted.
'The opponent is strong.'
He felt like he finally understood why Yoshida Hikaru had told them to receive that man with the utmost courtesy.
'Was it God Ji-nu?'
He was different.
It felt like he was an entirely different species. If they were players, then that man was—
'Literally a god?'
If he himself had been in that position, could he have crushed Makoto like that with wolves?
The answer was 'No'.
He had no confidence.
How could someone produce that kind of power with summons that were not even his own?
'And on top of that.'
That man was not even using his own true abilities.
The "Training Instructor" he had seen in the video had not joined the battle either.
That grim reaper holding the scythe?
It still had not shown itself.
'This is.'
Defeat.
Perfect defeat.
Shusuke stared at Baek Jinwoo's face with disbelieving eyes.
'A genius.'
Talent literally bestowed by the heavens!
Until now, he had thought Yoshida Hikaru was the genius. But the real genius was someone else.
Why had heaven sent a genius to the peninsula instead of the island?
Craaack!
In the end, the situation came to a close when Fenrir tore out the throat of the final summon.
Makoto's barrier came undone, and thud! He collapsed to the ground as though empty inside.
"This makes no….. sense. No sense…..."
The way he kept muttering something showed just how deeply shocked he was.
And then—this time, Baek Jinwoo looked at Shusuke.
Yoobaek's final opponent.
"Then, shall we start right away?"
-Grrr.
This time, Fenrir growled at Shusuke.
"....."
Shusuke, who had been lost in thought for a long time with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.
There were many emotions in those eyes.
There was emptiness and surprise, but there was definitely venom there too.
'If I fight with pure weight class alone, I might lose.'
But?
If he used all his power, not just pure weight class?
Maybe he could win.
Swish.
In truth, he had one in his pocket as well.
[Top-grade Movement Speed Increase Scroll]
[Grade: A-grade]
[Temporarily amplifies a summon's movement speed by 10 times.]
A miserably cost-inefficient scroll worth over 100 billion.
Lord Hikaru had handed it to him and said—never use it unless your life was in danger.
'But if I lose here?'
That would be no different from losing my life.
If he, the shining No. 3 of the Japanese rankings, were to fall, that would be more humiliating than death itself!
In the end, Shusuke pulled out the scroll and glared at Baek Jinwoo.
"Why."
Baek Jinwoo gave a small grin.
"You're going to rip that? That won't be a very good choice."
If he shamelessly used a scroll like that?
Baek Jinwoo had no intention of just sitting still either.
Gale Slayer, currently invisible, had already been positioned right beside Shusuke.
The moment he tore that thing—
Gale Slayer, with stacks built up for over four hours, would unleash a frenzied dance.
"Go on, tear it if you're going to tear it."
Grin.
Baek Jinwoo, arms crossed, curled up the corners of his mouth with a relaxed expression.
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