Return of Mount Hua Sect

Embarrassed, Mu Jin stepped back and questioned.

"You're going to do more here?"

"No, I'm not saying I'm going to do more, I'm going to beat you up."

You're going to beat me up?

Me?

That's a face full of resentment no matter how many times you look at it. Unable to understand the situation, Mu Jin asked urgently once again.

"I wouldn't have been able to live up to your grudges, would I?"

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung stops walking. Then he tilted his head sideways.

"You don'sorry.

"……."

"No grudges, huh?"

Chung-Myung speaks as if he is absurd.

"Isn't this a nut job?"

I can't help but laugh.

"Someone's family who was doing well...You beat up the inner family of Hawasan, who had nothing to do with me, and let Mun-ju lie in his place!"

Uh...

I'm sure I did.

"You're not good enough, and you're trying to get rid of them right now. Don't you have a grudge?"

There is a line of blood in Chung-Myung'

"Anyway, this is why the gatecrackers! They don't think about what they've done, they blame others. They're picking a fight. What the hell?"

Chung-Myung flinched as he tried to spit on his hand.

'Oh, I'm wearing a mask.'

That was close.

Chung-Myung said, pointing to a great disciple.

"Let's just say they do what they're told. Oh, yeah. What do you think they're guilty of?"

The students of Ewha Womans University, who quickly became children who only did what they were told to do above, cried and protested with their eyes. But Chung-Myung didn't care about the reaction.

"But you are not. If you're a great disciple, you should be responsible for what Munpa did."

Chung-Myung looked at his students with strange eyes.

"Don't tell me you think I let you go because I like people."

"……."

No, but you said you were a robber, not a student of Wasan.

You need to establish your identity first.….

"These bastards are crazy! After 30 years of paying money, I beat up the last good man in this era and persecuted him. What? Don't you have a grudge? I don't have any. Huh?"

Chung-Myung glitters his eyes.

Of course, Chung-Myung has nothing against them.

But that's the kind of course!

The student's grudge is Munpa's grudge! And the inner family's grudge is the real grudge!

Chung-Myung now bears the grudges of Hwajeongmun, not Hwasan.

"Come here, motherf*cker. You should be beaten and beaten all day long. The fact that you were sent from above means that you were involved in this, right? I'll tell you exactly what the price is for messing with Hawasan's inner house."

It was crazy for Mu Jin's part.

How much would he have been involved in this? This was decided by his superiors. Of course Mu Jin also influenced the decision, but he has never been involved enough to take on all the responsibilities.

"Why? Are you upset?"

"……."

"Unfairness is freezing! Unfairness! You're going to live in a shaman and take all the good things, learn all the good martial arts, live comfortably without worrying about the world, and now you're going to put the blame on others?"

Mu Jin flinched.

"Get a hold of yourself. That's not what the moon is like. Even if a child does something wrong, he or she is criticized from the top, and the lower man cleans up the poop from the top."

Just like Chung-Myung does now.

Oh, did I wrap this up?Anyway!

"If you're guilty, it's the world to be punished. I'll punish you from now on, take it sweetly."

"Oh, no...."

As soon as Chung-Myung was about to rush, Mu Jin grabbed the sword first. Chung-Myung curled his neck one time as he watched Mu Jin.

"And I'm sure I told you earlier. If you don't blow it, you won't be able to walk back. Well, I'm still a man of my word."

Mu Jin bit his lips.

Come to think of it, I'm sure I've heard that. At the time, I thought it was just a haughty blabbering.

Mu Jin, who confirmed there was no room for compromise, hardened his face.

At that time, Jin Hyun and Mu Jin exchange views momentarily.

Conflicts are flooding in.

There is no one here. Then it may be better to join forces. He doesn't seem to be willing to let them go and step down.

So rather...….

It was that moment.

Chung-Myung rushed to Mu Jin, who was at a loss between Sealy and conscientiousness.

"How!"

Chung-Myung hits the sword from top to bottom intensely.

Mu Jin's sword, which has not yet reached out, is scattered all over Chung-Myung's sword.

"It's been this long!"

Chung-Myung stepped forward with his right foot!

"No improvement, you bastards!"

Whoops!

"Whew……"

Blood burst out of Mu Jin's nose, which blocked Chung-Myung's sword, which was struck with tremendous force.

At the same time, the waist bent excessively backwards.

'Huh, waist...….'

I feel like I'm going to break my back.

But somehow I made it through...….

"Stop it, stop it?"

Bang!

No, I don't think you made it through.

Chung-Myung starts hitting the sword again.

"You shamans! You don't think about spilling it!"

Bang!

"Do you use force to stop it? That'sorry.

Bang!

Mu Jin's feet began to dig into the floor. Scenery like hammering nails.

Chung-Myung's sword pierces the floor.

"Eungyu Steel is frozen to death, anyway!"

Whoops!

"Kkkkkk.

I heard a loud noise coming from my waist.

I'm completely distracted by the pain I feel in my back and the arm that looks like it's going to break off to block the sword.

But at that moment.

A mixture of irritation and anger came into his ears, the most grumpy voice in the world.

"Head, head, head, head! Head, head, head! I told you to watch your head!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mu Jin was somehow blocking a series of downed swords, but his sword, which could not handle the power of Chung-Myung's sword, keeps hitting his head and bouncing up.

"Gasp! Gasp!"

Every time the black and white sides hit the head, I felt the pain of a huge iron hammer hitting the head.

Fortunately, though, he would have had some clear lines on his head by now if he had been blocked with a sword blade.

But the real problem wasn't the head.

'Oh, my back...….'

The sound from the waist is unusual.

Mu Jin, who thought he could really fold back and die at this rate, clenched his teeth.

'Bar, I'll fight back.…!'

The enemy is as strong as ever.

That's not the point right now, was it a Hawaiian dinosaur? Allocation? Allocation, what the hell does that mean now?Let's live and see!

Fortunately, this guy in front of his eyes had been after his head for a while. As if he doesn't care if he's blocking it with a sword.

"Ha, just once!"

All you have to do is spill that sword once.

If you face an unexpected counterattack, you will definitely have a gap, and Mu Jin is capable of targeting that gap. No, even if you don't have the ability, you must do it. If you don't, you'll break your back before then.

"Head!"

The sword is flashing.

'Now!'

Mu Jin pulled it up as long as he could and pushed it into his lower body. Having prepared a solid rock, he soon relaxed his upper body.

"Spill it out!"

The basis of shamanism is tenderness.

Any powerful force can be rendered meaningless if it can be released.

He bit his teeth tightly and looked at the raised sword. Slant to the index when that sword is struck...….

What?

But why isn't it coming down?

I'm concentrating too much now, so time flies slowly...….

It was then.

Something black comes into Mu Jin's sight. I looked reflexively and something was coming to my face.

Mu Jin unconsciously smiled as he realized that the black thing was Chung-Myung's fist that flew right in front of his face.

Son of a b*tc*.

Every time I open my mouth, I lie...….

Whoops! Whoops!

"Oh, my jaw, you son of a b*tc*!"

Mu Jin's body, which was knee-deep on the floor, rises to Ho Gong as if a nail had been pulled out.

Whistling, whistling, whistling!

Mu Jin's body, which has been spinning like a top for a long time in Ho Gong, is stuck on the floor after a while.

Unable to handle the rotational force, the body rolled for a long time even after falling to the floor and barely stopped.

"Growl……."

Looking at Mu Jin unconscious with crab foam in his mouth, Chung-Myung clicked his tongue as if he was sorry.

"That's why they're so big. Tsk tsk tsk."

How honest are you to believe what your enemies say? That's why I'm a Hawaiian, a shaman, and I have to get out of the mountains. Aren't you all so naive because you're all stuck in the mountains and reading only Dogyeong?

"Think you had a good experience."

Chung-Myung kicks his tongue, approaches Mu Jin and taps him unconscious.

"Hey, wake up. You have to explain that. Sword... Sword... What was it? Sword?"

But Mu Jin was never conscious.

Chung-Myung calculated the strength of his fist and the delicate chin of Mu Jin and nodded.

This can't happen. You'll have a good night's sleep for about three days.

Are you a little excited?'

I'm sure it'll be okay. There are other people besides Mu Jin who can tell me.

"Sure…"

Chung-Myung turned his head away.

As Chung-Myung turns his neck, Wudang's great disciples wince and take a step back.

"Do you know what the sword... .. is doing?"

"……."

You just have to shut up.

Everyone knew.

But a man somehow responds to a flying question, and the man in front of them now was a man who would slap a ghost in the face.

"You! And you!"

Chung-Myung, who pinpointed Jin Hyun and Jinmu, smiles.

"Come here."

"……."

Jin Hyun and Jinmu looked back at each other. And reluctantly walked towards Chung-Myung.

'It's not working.'

You can't win.

A human being who punches Mu Jin's chin with a punch. There is no guarantee that everyone here will win even if they join forces. Besides, when the momentum is already up, can't the joint work work be done properly?Chung-Myung said with a soft smile to those who approached with an awkward face.

"The sword... what?"

"……the sword gun."

"Yes, I did. Can anyone tell me what it is?"

Jin Hyun and Jin Moo shut up.

"Oh, you won't tell me?"

I've lost my will to fight, but I can't throw up everything I know. It was the last pride they had left of them.

"Oh, well, fine. I admit, he's the one who's supposed to say it. You guys didn't promise me anything. Promise doesn't mean that someone keeps it for you."

"……?"

There was a question in Jin Hyun's eyes.

Oh, my God, what a common sense word comes out of his mouth?

"Then just look around there."

"……Yes?"

"Look around."

"What……?"

"What do you mean?"

Chung-Myung's grin is felt beyond the mask. There were two people who were nervous about the laugh.

"If you don't tell me, I'll wake up the person to tell me."

Who wants to talk?

Are you talking about Mu Jin?

"Uh, how?"

How can you wake such a unconscious person...….

"This is what I felt in my life."

Chung-Myung grabbed Mu Jin by the collar on the floor.

"You can't solve everything in the world with violence."

That's right.

Strangely saying the right thing...….

"However!"

Chung-Myung's eyes began to glisten.

"Most of them can be solved!"

"……."

"If you beat it until it happens, it will happen someday. Or you're gonna die! You guys never open your mouths there! Never!"

Jin Hyun grinned.

I think it's better to just talk.