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“Fuu-wuuuph...!”
Yi Myeong-Hwan sucked in a deep breath.
The first deployment! Those three words coming out of Kang Jin-Ho's mouth created huge ripples.
Even though Yi Myeong-Hwan repeatedly told himself to stay calm, nothing changed. His whole body felt hot and tingly as if a giant ball of flames was burning inside his chest.
Yi Myeong-Hwan closed his eyes to shut everything out and even tried to recite Buddhist prayers. He even resorted to humming a few Christian hymns he heard in passing, but... But nothing could calm him down.
'Bloody hell... Should I take a cheongsimhwan or something?' [1]
A dumb little pill like that wouldn't be effective in calming a martial artist's jitters, but Yi Myeong-Hwan was desperate enough to try anything at this point.
It seemed that the phrase, 'My blood is boiling,' was invented for conditions like this. Despite his best efforts to remain calm, his brain didn't want to accept his will after hearing about the upcoming battle. It obstinately continued to push his physical body into an unbearably taut state of tension.
At least everyone else was going through the same thing as Yi Myeong-Hwan!
'It's so bloody suffocating in here!'
The demonic qi densely filling the auditorium seemed to squeeze Yi Myeong-Hwan's lungs dry. Since demonic qi lacked a physical form, it couldn't suffocate anyone. But this feeling still stubbornly refused to leave Yi Myeong-Hwan alone.
That was how thick the demonic qi filling up the auditorium's interior was. And they had no one to blame but themselves for emitting so much demonic...
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