Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 303: Her Arrangement

There is a term known as the "threshold."

As long as you stay within the boundaries, there are no problems.

But once you cross it, there is no turning back.

A taboo-like limit that must never be crossed.

Even in martial arts, there is such a threshold.

‘If I exert cold beyond what my body can handle, meridian fusion will definitely occur.’

For those who suffer from the Gu-eumjeol-maek condition, where meridian fusion naturally occurs, the martial arts used will be fatal, shortening their lifespan.

The Ice Art of the North Sea Ice Palace is exactly that kind of martial art.

Be careful. You especially have cold hands and feet.

Is it bad for a woman to have cold hands and feet?

Despite saying that, she was much colder herself.

The Ice Princess of the North Sea Ice Palace.

Her dear friend always told her about the dangers of the Ice Art.

But as long as the threshold wasn’t crossed, it was fine.

If you keep it within limits, even poison can sometimes become medicine.

‘There is no more cowardly person than one who cannot even keep the rules they set for themselves.’

Bing So-so was a coward.

She had crossed the line she had warned so harshly about with her own will.

Even though she was also suffering from the Gu-eumjeol-maek condition.

Even though she knew how dangerous crossing the line could be.

To save Ha Eung Eung, she crossed the line in a moment of crisis and eventually became unable to return.

‘I understand that feeling now.’

There is no master to save anymore.

With this power, saving someone is impossible.

But at least for vengeance,

to tie a knot in this heart,

I can still carry it on.

‘So... I will cross it.’

<North Sea Ice Palace Top-tier Martial Art> <Ice Dragon Step> <Threshold Break>

Thanks to Bing So-so’s sacrifice,

Ha Eung Eung learned.

That the martial arts of North Sea Ice Palace have two lines.

One is the threshold.

The line where blood vessels begin to freeze and harden.

The other is the death line.

Once crossed, the cells freeze and necrosis sets in, and the person faces an unavoidable, certain death.

‘Even if I cross the threshold, as long as I don’t cross the death line, I can still return.’

The arena, frozen white.

The sound of ice cracking with each step.

Armored Taejong’s onslaught descending like the closing of heaven and earth,

and the fierce sword strikes in response.

<Threshold 15% OVER>

Flitting between moments.

Striking through the gaps between moments.

‘Back then, all we could freeze were our own bodies and a single sword, but now, it’s different from those weak, powerless times.’

Now, there is an armored body to replace her own,

and there is residual mana from the armored form to wield.

<Integrated Control Processing> <Analysis - Weaseling Main Gun Control Technique> <Reproduction - Grand Splitting>

Even if vast amounts of energy fly toward them, intending to swallow the world,

Ha Eung Eung amplifies her strength by freezing the false flesh made of metal, absorbing it.

Crunch.

Crack.

Even with a martial artist’s internal energy, compressed to the limit,

the mana of Cloud Dragon Azisahab was too dense to withstand.

The ice dragon’s shape, extended from Ha Eung Eung’s sword, began to crack under the intense mana.

<Threshold 70% OVER>

Over the cracking shape of the dragon, a colder dragon shape formed.

Even as the cold coursed through her frozen limbs, the pain of hardening blood vessels spreading through her body,

her vengeance did not cease or falter.

For even greater anomalies began to occur within Armored Taejong’s vessel.

<Emergency Engine Activation> <Engine Output 330% Breakthrough>

Two superhumans, transcending humanity in different ways, once again summoned power beyond their limits.

Aaaahhh!

Run, run!

It’s getting even colder?!

Wida! Power is backflowing from the sky!!

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-150°C? But it's dropping further? Is this for real? Is the world ending today?

The noise that had brushed past their ears like impurities suddenly stopped.

All the senses unnecessary for the battle were pushed beyond the body, and even the speed of thought fell behind, unable to keep up with her movements.

This was the ultimate speed.

The battle between superhumans.

The combat doctrines carved into their bodies and the programmed battle patterns.

The mechanized human and the human who had become a machine.

As if it were the culmination of the endless return, two super-experts moved toward the same end from different directions.

It was like a clash of dragons.

For the two, it was natural.

For the rest, it was a battle they could hardly even follow with their eyes.

Without time to grasp the situation, the arena began to change.

[The total amount of damage absorbed by the Invincible Barrier has reached its limit.]

The invincible barrier, believed to never break, was deployed for the safety of the audience.

With a terrible shattering sound, it scattered into brilliant shards of light.

Naturally, a catastrophe followed.

Fear appeared in Lee Hae-chan’s eyes.

"How many meters do you think that barrier is? It reaches beyond the stratosphere..."

The extreme cold ascended beyond the range of the barrier, then descended back toward the ground, enveloping the arena with a deadly chill.

[Intermediate-level Flame Extinguishing Spirit Stone is destroyed.]

[Advanced-level Fear Extinguishing Spirit Stone is destroyed.]

[Fire Lizard’s Blessing is lost.]

[The durability of the Special Anti-Freezing Suit begins to decrease.]

[99%... 97%... 92%]

Tourists, who had come with the mindset of a sightseeing trip, froze to death in the harshest cold.

Even those holding on with artifacts, blessings, and equipment were dying one by one as the sounds of their protective effects shattering echoed.

Is this what it’s like when flowers bloom in a snowy field?

Players perishing, leaving behind pure white particles.

Amidst the snowflakes, fragments scattered, and more and more viewers fled from the arena.

"We didn’t come here to experience a disaster simulator!"

"Don’t joke. Why should we get the death penalty when we didn’t even participate in the tournament?!"

"The third wave is coming!! Everyone, get away!!!"

A fire pillar shot into the air, freezing mid-air and forming a giant ice sculpture.

The bodies of those who had fled were frozen in place, becoming corpses, while the ice preserved their shapes, leaving ghost-like silhouettes behind.

Ghost Frozen.

The traces of the dead.

Frozen forms of those who struggled, their remains.

On the stage, where the dead outnumbered the living,

the clash between the Silent Swordsman and Armored Taejong grew even more violent.

The number of dead spectators was greater than the living ones.

"At this point, either side is fine, just please, end it quickly!"

As the temperature near the exit rose dramatically,

the remaining spectators, no longer worried about freezing to death, collapsed to the ground or leaned against nearby walls, removing their oxygen masks and sighing in relief.

Is this an apocalypse?

For real, haha.

Wow, but it’s -20°C outside.

How cold was it inside the arena?

Wasn’t the entire capital -80°C before entering the arena?

Yeah?

Why has the temperature gone up?

The few survivors, who had noticed something was off after seeing the chat window, finally realized.

The arena had been destroyed by shockwaves and frozen repeatedly by the cold, like a giant building’s wreckage frozen into ice flowers.

"Hey, you’re Lee Hae-chan, right?"

"Ugh. One of the notorious trio."

"Stop calling me by that name! It’s not even a trio anymore; I’m the only one left alive!"

Phasing Transmuter Ahn Chang-yoon.

He was alone, and Lee Hae-chan asked him.

"Why are you alone here after everyone else logged out? Did everyone else leave?"

"Oh, that? It’s because they were all doing some adaptation training in extreme environments, talking about taking off their anti-freezing suits and shivering, then the guild master died."

"Haha! I’ve always thought Changwon Guild is full of weirdos. Are they all fools?"

"Except for me, they’re all idiots. Even the fool in my class tried to blow away the cold with a spear or block it with telekinesis and ended up dying."

It seemed like they weren’t even afraid of the death penalty.

Whether they were tricked by the guild master’s lure that they’d rise in rank if they survived such life-and-death moments,

Lee Hae-chan didn’t even want to remember the pathetic deaths of the senior members and classmates who had died.

"By the way, do you know why the temperature is like this? It suddenly rose after we left the arena, and it feels off."

"Oh? It’s because all the cold is gathering in the arena,"

Ahn Chang-yoon replied nonchalantly, clearly aware of the temperature shift long before Lee Hae-chan, who had stayed within the arena.

"What? Is that really the case?"

"Definitely. It started five minutes ago. It must be that the Silent Swordsman did something."

A light remark from Ahn Chang-yoon, without any deep thoughts about the ability,

struck Lee Hae-chan like a lightning bolt.

"That crazy woman."

"...?"

"Could it be that the reason she unleashed that brutal cold for 15 days was for this?"

Unlike Ahn Chang-yoon, who had come to the safe zone five minutes earlier,

Lee Hae-chan, who had been tormented by the cold attacks along with his disciple for the past 15 days, realized it.

He understood that the mana contained in the Silent Swordsman’s elemental attack was much denser than ordinary mana.

That its duration was longer and the natural effects lasted far longer.

And when the accumulated energy enveloped the capital, if she could retrieve and use the energy she had spread,

if that was really possible...

"Until this cold disappears, her mana will never deplete..."

With no limitations from the consumption battle,

it would be possible to fight against Armored Taejong with power comparable to that of a dragon.

If her only weakness was gone, how strong could the Silent Swordsman become?

They were now witnessing the answer.