Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely-Chapter 422 - - God of Muscles

The first figure stepped forward, a tall woman with a sleek, athletic build and a determined expression. "I am Hyejin, the Shadow Blade," she introduced herself, her voice sharp and decisive. "And this is Taehyun, the Silent Wind." She motioned to the second figure, a slender man with a calm demeanor and an air of mystery about him.

Jun Ho nodded, his eyes flicking between the three newcomers. "I see," he murmured, his mind calculating the potential threat they posed. "Well, Yujinro, it seems we are all here for the same purpose."

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Yujinro grinned, his muscles bulging with anticipation. "Indeed," he agreed, his voice brimming with confidence. "But only one of us will emerge victorious."

"Times have indeed changed," Jun Ho replied evenly, his gaze meeting Yujinro’s with unwavering resolve. "But some things remain the same."

Saj, on the other hand, turned to Mal with a knowing look, his voice low as he recounted the history between Jun Ho and Yujinro.

"You see, Yujinro wasn’t at his prime during their previous encounter," Saj explained, his tone tinged with a hint of admiration. "But now... look at him. That’s the famous devil back, a sight to behold."

Mal’s eyes widened in awe as she took in the sight of Yujinro’s imposing physique, his muscles rippling with power beneath the volcanic glow.

"Devil back?" Mal echoed, her voice filled with wonder. "I’ve heard rumors, but I never thought I’d see it in person."

Saj nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on Yujinro’s formidable form. "It’s said to be a symbol of unparalleled strength and endurance," he explained. "And now, Yujinro seeks to claim the title of the strongest student from Jun Ho."

Mal glanced back at Jun Ho, who stood tall and aloof in the face of Yujinro’s challenge.

"It’s going to be one hell of a showdown," Mal murmured, his voice tinged with anticipation.

Saj nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Indeed it will," he replied, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "And we’re right in the thick of it."

As Yujinro’s booming voice reverberated through the volcanic landscape, he stepped forward, his imposing figure casting a shadow over Jun Ho. His words were laced with a mixture of bitterness and determination.

"The reason I lost to you in the past? Let me enlighten you," Yujinro began, his voice rumbling like thunder. "Firstly, I underestimated your strength. Secondly, I lacked proper preparation. And thirdly, I allowed my arrogance to cloud my judgment."

Jun Ho remained impassive in the face of Yujinro’s accusations, his expression unreadable as he listened to his opponent’s words.

"You’re just making excuses," Jun Ho replied coolly, his voice carrying an edge of disdain. "Weakness is weakness, no matter how you dress it up."

Yujinro’s eyes narrowed at Jun Ho’s dismissive tone, a snarl curling his lips as he took a step forward. "And what about you? Skinny bitch," he spat, his words dripping with contempt.

Jun Ho’s gaze remained fixed on Yujinro, his posture unwavering as he met his opponent’s gaze with icy resolve.

"Me? A skinny bitch?" Jun Ho scoffed, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. "Muscles aren’t everything, Yujinro. True strength comes from within."

Yujinro’s fists clenched at his sides, his muscles tensing with anger at Jun Ho’s words. "You’re just an ant in my eyes," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "I am God of Muscles!"

Jun Ho’s lips curled into a smirk at Yujinro’s declaration, his confidence unshaken in the face of his opponent’s bravado.

"We’ll see about that," Jun Ho replied, his voice dripping with quiet confidence. "In the end, strength speaks for itself."

Yujinro’s voice boomed across the volcanic landscape, his words filled with contempt as he stared down at Jun Ho.

"The beauty of the body and what it can achieve is nothing a skinny bitch like you could understand," Yujinro declared, his muscles rippling with power as he spoke. "You may have abilities, but true strength lies in the physical form."

Jun Ho met Yujinro’s gaze with a cool, calculated stare, unfazed by his opponent’s taunts.

"You might be big, Yujinro, but you look disgusting," Jun Ho retorted, his words laced with a hint of disdain. "Your brain is nothing but muscle, while mine is sharp and agile."

Yujinro’s eyes narrowed at Jun Ho’s insult, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he clenched his fists.

"You dare to insult me, skinny bitch?" Yujinro snarled, his voice echoing through the volcanic terrain.

Jun Ho remained composed in the face of Yujinro’s rage, his expression unyielding as he continued to speak.

"Huh? You actually destroyed 8 kilometers of distance with a punch?" Jun Ho remarked, his voice tinged with a hint of grudging admiration. "I must admit, your physique is abnormal."

Yujinro’s chest swelled with pride at Jun Ho’s reluctant acknowledgment, a smug grin spreading across his face.

"That’s right," Yujinro boasted, puffing out his chest with pride. "I am the epitome of strength and power. No one can match me."

Jun Ho’s gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable as he assessed his opponent’s words.

"We’ll see about that," Jun Ho replied calmly, his voice carrying a note of determination. "In the end, actions speak louder than words."

Yujinro’s laughter echoed through the volcanic landscape as his massive fist connected with Jun Ho’s ribs, the force of the blow sending shockwaves through the air.

"See that?" Yujinro taunted, a triumphant smirk crossing his face as Jun Ho staggered back, clutching his injured side. "With just one punch, I’ve already broken your ribs."

Jun Ho gritted his teeth against the pain, his expression remaining stoic despite the injury.

"Pain?" Jun Ho scoffed, his voice laced with defiance. "That’s not in my dictionary."

With a swift motion, Jun Ho launched himself back into the fray, his movements fluid and precise as he retaliated against Yujinro’s onslaught. Despite the intense pain coursing through his body, Jun Ho refused to show weakness, his determination unwavering as he continued to fight.

"Not really," Jun Ho replied coolly, his voice carrying across the battlefield with an air of detached indifference. "Pain? That’s not in my dictionary."

Yujinro’s expression twisted into a snarl of frustration at Jun Ho’s nonchalant response, his muscles tensing as he prepared to launch another assault.

"You arrogant bastard!" Yujinro growled, his fists clenched tightly as he charged forward with renewed fury. "I’ll make you feel pain, even if it’s the last thing I do!"

Jun Ho met Yujinro’s charge head-on, his movements fluid and precise as he evaded Yujinro’s attacks with calculated ease.

"Good luck with that," Jun Ho remarked calmly, his voice carrying a hint of amusement as he countered Yujinro’s onslaught with his own swift strikes.