Chapter 52
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 52
Chapter Title: White Fang Onslaught
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White Fangs were a monster very familiar to all players.
They appeared in every beginner zone as level 52 monsters.
Everyone here had probably hunted at least 500 of them, making it one of the national monsters of beginner zones.
Yet here they were, not at level 52, but surging up to level 120 in a storm of power.
Their bodies were three times larger than usual, their bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent, and purple saliva dripping from their maws.
The players in the Colosseum fall into a 'Fear' state.
To make matters worse, they were forcibly afflicted with the abnormal status 'Fear', leaving the Colosseum players pale-faced and trembling uncontrollably.
Ugh, shit! We need to hide inside!
Get out of the way!
All they could do was hope other players dropped out first.
Weaker players were pushed aside by the stronger ones and became fodder for the White Fangs.
Kaaak!
Aaak!
Players were torn apart and killed by the endless waves of White Fangs without mounting any real resistance.
Amid the chaos, one player charged at the White Fangs.
Jeong Hoon.
The best defense is a good offense.
The level 120 White Fangs would pour in until the round criteria were met.
So if he handled them moderately, the round would end on its own.
Grrr!
The White Fangs surrounded Jeong Hoon.
At that moment, he unleashed his movement technique and smashed his fist into a White Fang's face.
Black energy coiled around his fist.
Myeongwang Fist Technique, 1st Star.
Kyaang!
One punch, and the White Fang lost consciousness on the spot.
The level gap between it and Jeong Hoon was 19.
But Jeong Hoon had consumed elixirs, boosting all his stats massively.
The destructive power of the Legendary-grade Myeongwang Fist Technique was beyond imagination.
Human! Kill!
As its comrade fell, the nearby White Fang's eyes changed.
White Fang uses 'Ferocity.'
It even unleashed an innate skill it normally couldn't use.
The developers had raised its level and granted it an innate skill.
With Ferocity activated, the White Fang's aura grew even fiercer.
Pushing through with pure Myeongwang Fist Technique alone isn't efficient.
There were too many.
Time for another approach.
Black Field.
The Black Field skill he'd obtained in this hidden dungeon.
Black Field activates.
As the skill deployed, the ground around Jeong Hoon turned black.
All stats are boosted by 1.2 times.
A mere Rare-grade skill that boosted all stats by 1.2 timesa cheat of a skill.
At the same time, the White Fangs' stats dropped.
All stats of monsters entering the Black Field territory drop by 3.
3.
A tiny amount, but it was more than enough for Jeong Hoon.
In a life-or-death battle, even the slightest difference decided victory or defeat.
Jeong Hoon unleashed his movement technique and struck the next White Fang with Myeongwang Fist Technique.
Kyaang!
Kyakyak!
Each vital strike elicited agonized screams from the White Fangs.
Once over 20 White Fangs were writhing on the ground, the horde swarming the Colosseum suddenly vanished all at once.
Its over.
The White Fangs disappearing meant the 1-2 round had ended.
Jeong Hoon released Black Field and straightened his stance.
1-2 round has ended.
50 players remain alive.
1st Colosseum concludes.
Auto-transfer to 2nd Colosseum in 5 minutes.
With the 1-2 round finished, a 5-minute break was granted.
Crazy.
Does that make sense? How does a low-grade Martial Artist fight like that?
The survivors, desperate just to stay alive, had watched Jeong Hoon's battle in stunned silence.
They all thought the same.
Even if they made it to higher rounds, never mess with that Martial Artist.
One low-grade Warrior approached the Martial Artist, who was catching his breath.
Um.
Jeong Hoon turned his head slightly at the voice beside him.
Player Info
-Nickname: Bright Red Hong-i
-Level: 98
-Job: Low-Grade Warrior (1st)
He was a level 98 low-grade Warrior.
What is it?
Jeong Hoon had already sized up the low-grade Warrior in front of him.
He'd scanned all nearby players the moment he entered the Colosseum.
To prepare for any ambushes.
Even positioned just 20 meters away, this one hadn't targeted Jeong Hoondisguised as a low-grade Martial Artistunlike the others.
His first impression wasn't bad.
With skills like that, why are you still stuck at 1st job?
The question was a bit out of left field.
Pardon?
I'm just really curious With that level of skill, you could've advanced to Rare-grade long ago.
He felt embarrassed even saying it.
When he first entered the Colosseum, Hong Jin-su had pegged Jeong Hoon as someone in a similar boat.
He was wrong.
Jeong Hoon was the real deal.
No flashy combat skillsjust pure fist techniques that withstood and utterly dominated a level 120 White Fang onslaught.
It looked that way?
Jeong Hoon's Black Field couldn't be seen with the naked eye unless you were inside its range.
To Hong Jin-su, it must've looked like pure fist techniques taking down the White Fangs.
Yes.
Hong Jin-su nodded.
What you see isn't everything.
Pardon?
Just saying.
What do you.
Hong Jin-su's words cut off.
Entering 2nd Colosseum.
With the message, the 50 players' bodies glowed and vanished.
2nd Colosseum.
The 2nd was also divided into groups of 200.
All mid-tier at best.
Jeong Hoon scanned his surroundings and judged quickly.
These were players who hadn't properly achieved 2nd job advancement.
Survivors and dropouts weren't much different in skill.
It came down to luck.
And in this Colosseum, Jeong Hoon was the only Martial Artist.
In an environment where similar skill levels meant efficient jobs survived, it was only natural.
He was once again prime prey.
Martial Artist?
How'd you survive? They died early in our Colosseum.
Mocking voices reached his ears.
Cute.
It didn't faze Jeong Hoon at all.
Welcome to the 2nd Colosseum.
200 players are assigned to each Colosseum.
Advance to higher rounds through each round.
Only 200 can enter the final Colosseum.
The 2nd Colosseum began.
2-1 round starts.
Entering combat mode now.
2-1 round ends when 100 players receive death judgment.
Bonus points are awarded starting from round 2.
These points will factor into final rankings when the event ends.
Like the 1st, the 2-1 round was survival.
But unlike the 1st Colosseum's 40 dropouts per round, this required 100.
This is where it gets tough starting from 2nd.
The 1st Colosseum had a big luck factor, but from now on, it was pure skill ranking.
As before, one Warrior charged at Jeong Hoon.
In survival, the weak always died firstno matter the place.
Just like now.
Gurk!
The Warrior charging at Jeong Hoon screamed.
Jeong Hoon had struck his solar plexus with Myeongwang Fist Technique.
One punch, and the Warrior foamed at the mouth and collapsed.
Players who'd been watching warily now widened their eyes in unison.
A level 101 one-shot a level 92?
Isn't that a Martial Artist? What the hell?
The fallen Warrior was level 92.
Jeong Hoon was 101.
Levels favored Jeong Hoon by 9, but the issue was his Martial Artist job.
He wasn't even wearing top gear.
Just one Epic-grade hood.
The Warrior, meanwhile, was decked out head to toe in Epic-grade armor.
For such an opponent to drop in one hit was bewildering.
Next.
Unlike the 1st Colosseum, Jeong Hoon had no intention of taking it easy.
Bonus points.
They'd factor into final rankings.
In a must-win-1st situation, mere survival wasn't enough.
He unleashed his movement technique and began massacring players.
Gurk!
Uwaaak!
What kind of monster is that?
A Mage watched the Martial Artist's slaughter from a safe distance.
LittleMagic was his nickname. Not a standard low-grade Mage, but a Rare-grade 1st-job Magician.
Having advanced to Rare-grade, he'd caught guilds' eyes, received ample support, and enjoyed New World.
But 2nd job.
Epic-grade was needed to aim for Unique in 3rd and 4th, and it still eluded him.
Level 89 now.
The guild that had poured investments into his early talent and potential was starting to change tune.
First, scaling back support.
Naturally, LittleMagic was shitting bricks.
That's why he'd entered this event aiming for Epic-grade advancement, breezing through the 1st Colosseum.
Using combat and evasion skills smartly to survive.
But in the 2nd Colosseum, some monster was rampaging.
Fuck, a low-grade Martial Artist?
No matter how he checked, the player info showed level 101 low-grade Martial Artist (1st).
Even his own Magician-exclusive detection skill confirmed it.
So it had to be real
Gurk!
Oh no!
Lost in thought, he'd forgotten the Martial Artist approaching.
Distance: under 50 meters.
Quick thinkers were already fleeing to survive.
LittleMagic hurriedly cast a spell.
Haste.
Fighting that monster here was insane unless he was crazy.
Haste to widen the gap.
But why?
Even with Haste, the Martial Artist closed in.
Distance: about 5 meters.
D-Damn!
I-I'm dead!
LittleMagic squeezed his eyes shut.
But no pain came.
Opening them slowly, the Martial Artist had passed him by, still massacring others.
Why?
LittleMagic couldn't hide his confusion.
Round 1 ends.
80 players remain alive.
Aggregating bonus points based on kills.
Jeong Hoon glanced at LittleMagic staring blankly from afar and smirked faintly.
Fancy seeing him here.
LittleMagic.
Real name: Hong Yun-seong.
Same age, not quite comrades, but pre-regression, he'd helped newbie Jeong Hoon a few times by chance.
They'd even gotten friendly enough for personal chats.
He joined the event, got screwed over, and left the guild, I recall.
He wouldn't achieve much here.
Even so, Jeong Hoon didn't want to be the one to take him out.
History had shifted with regression, but he didn't want to mess with futures of those who'd helped him.
The rest was up to Hong Yun-seong.
Bonus point aggregation complete.
Check your bonus points.
560 points.
Jeong Hoon had killed 56 players.
10 points per kill.
560 in 2nd was solid.
Next round begins.
The 2nd round now underway.
Survive as long as possible.
2nd round ends when 10 survivors remain.
Same rules as 1st.
But only 10 survivors this time.
70 more dropouts.
The end's in sight.
The 3rd Colosseum would be these 10.
Jeong Hoon's eyes gleamed.