Chapter 135
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: 134. Yongyong vs. Gluttony Sin (2)
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The satisfaction of pounding Ping Tao was simply exquisite.
It was like devouring sweet-and-sour pork fresh from a Chinese joint.
But doesn't this feel like déjà vu?
That's right. This bitch was getting her ass handed to her just like Park Jun-hyuk had.
"Man, even that fragment-ridden Park Jun-hyuk got utterly demolished like this. Will the main body go down the same way? What a hilarious slut."
"I'll kill you! Kill you! Kill!"
I don't understand Chinese, damn it.
I smashed her once more and grumbled.
"Back when I was a corporate drone, I was a pretty hardcore otaku, so I get Japanese fine. But whatever you're yapping, I can't understand it. If you wanna fight me, at least patch in some Korean, right? This is pissing me off."
"Cough, cough."
The bitch hacked and writhed after a few solid hits.
Just beat her more. She needs a thrashing to learn Korean.
"You fucking whore. Get up. I'll wipe that 'China' crap from your skull today."
Songdo
In Songdo, Rachel and Lee Yoo-jeong were munching popcorn while watching Yoo Eun-ha beat the crap out of Ping Tao—the Sin of Gluttony—on a massive smart TV.
The Chinese government's drones had apparently gone offline midway, but reporters from the US, UK, and Japan were broadcasting it worldwide via their own drones and abilities.
Smack! Thwack!
[“She's tough.”]
"Fucking bitch, keep that mug steady. I'll corn-pop your face."
On the screen, Yoo Eun-ha was dishing out curses with flair while pummeling Ping Tao.
She hammered her cheeks endlessly with fists, slammed her solar plexus, shattered her elbows, and wrecked her knees.
It was pure, one-sided beatdown. China's precious Sin was getting relentlessly thrashed.
China's hope was crumbling.
"Wow, she's really pitiful."
"You gotta expect that when you pick a fight with Eun-ha. Look—even the live chat's roasting her hard right now."
Lee Yoo-jeong fiddled with her laptop and showed Rachel.
"What, the whole world's watching this?"
"Yep."
Lmao, challenged her to a duel and getting wrecked 😂😂😂😂😂😂
No learning curve? Total international embarrassment, getting dog-walked 😂😂😂😂😂
Heard she wrecked Chinese hunters in Pyongyang and Pyeongseong too. True Yoo Jin-seok's sister. Fr.
Impact feels insane. Isn't that guy weak? Could I take her?
Upper guy's a psycho? Can't you see Eun-ha's speed and how many buildings that chink bitch smashed through?
korea No.1!
Ping Tao was suffering international humiliation.
Yoo Eun-ha's global prestige was soaring.
"This is insane."
By openly courting isolation and declaring war with a Sin and the Yellow Dragon, the Chinese government had turned the world against them.
So watching a single Korean cadet thrash their prized Sin was downright cathartic.
"Still impressive, right? Better than getting hit. Japan's rating it highly too. Some are even saying they should've deployed the Shinsengumi."
"Shinsengumi—that special forces from the Shinohara regime? Shogunate? Like court mages or knight orders in the Elf Kingdom."
"Yeah."
"That Shinohara Yuzuki bitch seems shady. I got a bad vibe. She's gunning for Yoo Eun-ha."
It just felt right.
That scheming woman was targeting Eun-ha.
"How do you know without even checking? Sure, no woman resists Eun-ha, and Shinohara Yuzuki would covet her power anyway."
"Just a hunch. Fiancee intuition!"
"Uh-huh."
Rachel and Lee Yoo-jeong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But they didn't know yet.
Sins weren't Sins for nothing.
I beat the shit out of this damn bitch for ages.
Worthless Ping Tao turned Sin of Gluttony—what a joke. No wonder she wasn't my favorite heroine.
After this much, had she come to her senses?
Time to Korean-patch her mouth so I could at least fuck her later. Basic requirement.
Now that she's a Sin, she belongs by my side.
But the bitch on her knees, taking hits forever, suddenly clenched her fists.
"The fuck, you—?"
"Gaaahhh!"
"Where do you get off glaring at me?"
This arrogant slut dares clench fists and glare in my face?
Crack!
I pinned her body with my knee and smashed northward with full force, but this time she held, body not budging much.
"Damn, this bitch is tough. Sin power, huh?"
So I grabbed her hair and kneed her face.
A solid crunch and her mug should've shattered. But nope, fine.
"Guh. Cough. Cough. Kek. Blorp."
"Where you puking, bitch? Huh?"
Suddenly surging with strength, she grabbed my arm with one hand and punched my gut.
Thwack!
"Guh!?"
The juicy impact sent me tumbling back, losing balance.
Ow, that hurt. What the hell? Where'd this power come from? Sins are no joke? All that gluttony turned to stats?
I gave her too much opening. Should've hit harder.
And this damn bitch's looks changed too.
"Fucking whore. No wonder shoving a Sin and Yellow Dragon into her didn't match the original Ping Tao."
Deer antlers on her head, like the Yellow Dragon's.
Mixed with Yellow Dragon, probably. Zhang Wei poured tons into her. Not just revival.
Phase 2.
"Kik. Kigeek. Kik."
Can't even speak human anymore. Beastkin fits better now.
"Fuck, end of human for you. No communication? Huh?"
Thud! Crash!
Now I flew, rolling several times.
Pain I hadn't felt lately.
Finally realized what happened.
This psycho bitch gets stronger from beatings? Drew a spear and clocked me.
"Ow, that's packing heat. Really. Chest's throbbing."
Not just grazed. Hurts good.
Not unbearable, but pure muscle won't cut it against her.
No need to fist-kill her anyway, planned to spare the heroine. But now? Different story. Beat her to near-death.
"Kik. Kigeekik."
I clutched my chest, groaning awhile.
Her spear's upgraded too.
"Yoo Eun-ha! Yoo Eun-ha! Snap out of it!"
Yoo Jin-seok yelling from afar.
Shut up. Think I'd lose to this? Hurts, but handling her's easy.
Guess I need to get serious.
I drew my sword from sub-space, aimed at Ping Tao, gathered white flame at the tip.
"Kigeekikik!"
Dumb bitch thought she had breathing room? Approached slowly, puppet-like.
"White Flame Bomb of Ruin."
Boom!
Compressed white flame bomb launched her flying.
Her body ignited.
Sin perks—fire out quick.
"White Flame Bomb of Ruin."
Kept relighting.
Drag it out, she'll pull weirder shit.
Push hard. Thinks Yellow Dragon power beats Yongyong?
Hell no! Yongyong's the strongest!
Gluttony douses my fire, but internals won't hold.
"White Flame Bomb!"
Bang!
My bombs kept torching her, knocking her down as she rose.
Compressed bomb that wiped demon armies—Sin tanked well.
Won't kill her yet.
Boom! Pop!
Spam bombs slowed her.
Good. Realize the gap, drop dead quietly.
Not dead—HP at 10k. Death's a waste.
But what's this?
"This slut never tires?"
"Kigeegikik."
She rose again. Indomitable will? Charged me.
Splat!
Punched my solar plexus, slammed me down.
Underground facility—crashed to lower floor.
"Guh! Still that much left?"
Need to stand, but breathing's hard.
"Kigeegik. Die. Yoo Eun-ha. Evil Dragon. Die."
She knows me? Knows I'm Azidahaka?
Not Ping Tao—Sin. Sin knows evil dragon.
Sins tied to Azidahaka roots. Obvious. But reason to kill me?
"Think I'll die here?"
I gripped her forehead, started burning with white flame.
"Better one heroine dies than me."
Whoosh!
Dragon form best, but global live—no can do.
Shift, remind world of Azidahaka nightmare.
Fight human max.
Just time. Winnable.
"Kyaaaaah!"
"Let's see—you die or me."
Whoosh!
Her head ablaze, my neck crushed.
Her face regenerates. Suffocate or neck snap—pick one.
Mutual destruction time.
"Ellyshun? Fucking chink bitch?"
Bet who chokes first.
She knows me—no more heroine treatment.
"Kik. Kigeek."
"What now? I'm the evil dragon—won't die."
Crunch!
Won't die squeezed. Indomitable Yongyong lives.
"Kik. Kigeek. Kik."
Burned face long—her strength finally faded.
Neck grip loosened.
She collapsed. Felt crushed bones heal slow.
Why act up? Pointless suffering.
"Whew, fucking slut. Worst. She's a monster now—finish while weak."
Bam!
Magic burst from her body.
"Huh?"
Pop pop!
Sin magic overflowed, enveloped her.
Formed armor, like Park Jun-hyuk's.
Muscly Ping Tao armored up—insane look.
"So first Park Jun-hyuk was test for Sin body? Hah."
Real déjà vu?
"Traitor Sin, Evil Dragon—die!"
"Fuck. Dodge."
Whoosh!
No time. Spear in my body. She'd thrown it.
Fucking spear skills. Invisible—ability.
Nah, vanished and impaled.
Post-awakening original Ping Tao move, now?
Body limp, collapsed.
Should've ended quick instead of toying...
In fading consciousness, those words echoed.