Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast

Chapter 14

The tip of that abhorrent weapon crashed against the wall, followed by a woman’s dying scream.

It was the scream of a woman at the very end of the biological whip.

If she didn’t want to become part of that horrifying creation, she had to run up the stairs behind her immediately.

She didn’t just flee aimlessly.

[Current Assimilation Rate]: 25%

[Current Assimilation Rate]: 40% (Upper Limit Reached)

‘I’ve grasped your technique, half-demon.’

Recognizing the opponent’s technique in martial combat could be a turning point in deciding victory or defeat.

**Pahae Technique.**

Only those who understand a specific technique can create it.

A perfect counter technique.

This is why it can be handled in real combat.

Of course, ordinary Pahae techniques are meant for practice.

They lack practicality.

However, if a transcendent master sets their mind to it, there is no Pahae technique that cannot be created.@@@@

[Current Assimilation Rate]: 40% (Upper Limit Reached)

[Current Assimilation Rate]: 40% (Upper Limit Reached)

[Current Assimilation Rate]: 40% (Upper Limit Reached)

‘What I need right now is a body that can withstand a single Pahae technique.’

The breath restricted by the golden seal.

The heartbeat bound by the golden seal.

The limitations of the blood vessels bound by the golden seal.

In a single moment.

In a single technique.

More than ten accessories had already been swept away,

And over twenty accessories were struggling in a hellish scene.

The sweeping attacks, like waves, did not halt against the resistance of flesh.

Every flowing trajectory stirred a storm of blood.

[At this rate, my women are all going to die!]

The half-demon, unable to part with the spoils of women under her control, led to the action of retrieving the biological whip.

As her arm returned,

The remnants of the women making it up hung limply, a heavy sacrifice that caused the half-demon to grind her teeth.

[W-Wait, is this...?]

The body of a woman who had lost her head,

The area around her arms with an unusually high frequency,

Even if one person squeezed into that gap, it would go unnoticed—a space of sensory emptiness.

From that gap,

A sword shot out, slicing through the fabric.

‘White Wave, Blue Wave’

Like white foam hiding in the blue waves, Hae Eung Eung seeped naturally into the enemy’s offensive.

Between the deployment and retraction of her attack,

The long distance and short time contained

Something that couldn’t be confirmed by sight.

The many biological whips composed of the spoils of women.

The Pahae technique that completely grasped their characteristics.

– Wow

– Can this really be done?

– You’re breaking it like this?

Hae Eung Eung’s surprise attack pierced the half-demon’s head.