Chapter 183
The Fist King, the Alliance Leader, Conceals His True Identity
Spectators stared in shock at the frozen, lifeless body of the fallen warrior, enveloped in the biting cold.
It wasn’t a fatal blow.
After all, Bicheonju had blocked it with his own force.
A moment later, a sharp crack echoed, and the cold air enveloping his entire body shattered as Bicheonju surged back onto the stage.
Hwa Eun-wol then spoke, as if issuing a warning.
“Master of the Heavenly Martial Gate, you have been defeated. This was not a life-or-death contest, merely a sparring match. Calm your excitement. The Young Master of the White Sword Gate has won.”
“The outcome… how could—”
Bicheonju was about to retort when he glanced around.
The crowd erupted in applause, cheering in unison.
The praise poured in—what a feast for the eyes, what incredible skill…
How could Bicheonju possibly stand alone here and insist on his way?
When Bicheonju lost, Hyeolje burst into loud laughter.
“Kwahahahahaha… That was a fine match.”
As the Blood Lord clapped and taunted Bicheonju, Bicheonju stormed off the stage, bellowing.
“Young Master! I’ll come find you later to receive further instruction!”
Before Baekyak could respond, the crowd fell silent as if someone had poured cold water over them. Cheolmyeongho suddenly rubbed his forearms with both hands and said.
“Ugh, creepy.”
Bicheonju, overcome with excitement, let out a truly sharp voice.
Murmurs rose from all around.
