Return of Mount Hua Sect

"Is he crazy?'

Baek Cheon couldn't help but be absurd.

Chung-Myung is walking with his head slung sideways. It looks like a back alley minnow threatening the people.

There were only two reasons Baek Cheon was embarrassed.

One is that Chung-Myung's acting like a minnow suits him so well. And the other was the fact that it was none other than Baek Cheon that Chung-Myung is threatening now.

"Unless you've lost your mind?'

Baek Cheon is Chung-Myung's private residence.

Of course, it's not important because Baek Cheon said in his own words that it's not about distribution.

The important thing was that Baek Cheon and Chung-Myung had a different distribution.

Baek Cheon entered Hwasan when he was younger than Chung-Myung now. In other words, it means that the years of learning martial arts have already passed fifteen years.

On the other hand, what about Chung-Myung?

It's only been half a year.

Even if he learned martial arts from his mother's stomach, he could not have studied it longer than Baek Cheon. In other words, even if Chung-Myung's talent is second to that of Ambassador Dharma or Sambongjinin, it is impossible to beat Baek Cheon now.

A law that requires at least time for talent to manifest itself.

Who would try and learn martial arts if only talent could surpass the walls of time neatly?

But what's that reaction?'

But Chung-Myung is acting like he deserves to beat Baek Cheon. I'm speechless because I'm embarrassed.

"……you've really gone mad."

"Come on, no. You're the one who's crazy."

"What?"

"Are you going to pick a fight with me without going crazy?"

If those who were entangled with Chung-Myung in the past were here now, everyone would have nodded in line with each other.

It is Chung-Myung, who was called the only evil spirit in Jongnam and the province in Wudang. Chung-Myung's reputation shot through the sky, but his notoriety covered the earth.

f*ck you.

Chung-Myung let go of his hand.

Surprisingly, Chung-Myung doesn't have a strong preference for violence in the first place.

Yes?

What have you done so far?

He won't listen to me if I don't beat him up.

For Chung-Myung, violence is only a means. What he ultimately wants is for everyone to do well on their own without touching it and forcing it.

Why would anyone use force and violence if that were the case? It's a problem because it doesn't work well.

But now Chung-Myung is tempted to use violence for purposes, not means, for the first time in a while.

"Your indulgence knows no bounds. My hands are strong, grudges...…."

"Go ahead."

"……what did you just say?"

Chung-Myung shrugged.

"I don't usually like to talk much before a fight, but you listen. After a while, you won't be able to talk even if you want to."

"You're the one that's it!"

Baek Cheon grabbed the sword.

He also had no intention of dragging his feet any longer.

'I'm going to kill you.'

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth. You can't cut a priest with a sword, no matter how hard it is. But it can be beaten with the index finger. Now that this has happened, I was going to chop it up so that I could pee a little bit just by making eye contact.

Baek Cheon grabbed the sword tightly and rushed towards Chung-Myung.Baek Cheon's sword flies quickly to Chung-Myung. A sword distinctly different from that of Yoo-Esul. At first glance they may look alike, but they were much heavier and steeper than her sword.

In a way, it's the right way.

It is a sword that minimizes the colorful changes that are the basis of the Hawaiian sword and preserves its strong taste. With a single second of inspection, Chung-Myung identified Baek Cheon's tendencies.

It's weird.

Jong-nam abandoned his sword and tried to resemble Hawasan's splendor. But Baek Cheon, on the contrary, reduced the splendor of Hawasan and captured Jongnam's honesty in his sword.

'Do it.'

If you think about it, it's a matter of course.

Sword changes all the time. And the direction of change is more advanced. We have no choice but to aim for a better looking position.

Jong-nam, who was crushed by Chung-Myung in the heyday of Hwasan, would have considered Hwasan's splendor the answer.

On the other hand, Hwasan's great disciples, who realized the gap through the Hwajong Branch, would have considered Jongnam's sword as the answer.

It is understandable that we try to resemble each other.

One!

'Pathetic things.'

Chung-Myung narrowed his forehead.

You mean you learn Jongnam's sword because you have nothing to learn? I don't like everything about this dude anyway.

"A guy who can't even digest what he has wants someone else's?"'

I think I should let you know. Let's see what Hwasan has.

Then Baek Cheon rushed in and started to work.

"I'll break your habit today."

Then Chung-Myung clenched his fist as he watched Baek Cheon rushing in.

"My!"

Pull your right foot back one foot.

"Habit!"

My back is twisting backwards.

"Until now!"

And a fist pulled back as far as it can go bouncing forward.

"No one has fixed it, you son of a b*tc*!"

Show off.

Chung-Myung's circle penetrates the change of the sword made by Baek Cheon. A volume that stretches at the right angle and at the right speed, aiming for between change and change.

Baek Cheon opened his eyes wide as he saw Chung-Myung's fist coming through his screenings.

It's easy to say. What's wrong with cramming your fist into a change of sword that cuts your arm when you touch it?

Baek Cheon's point of view was no different from the ghost's hand popping out of the blackness.

But there wasn't much time to be surprised.

Screaming!

Baek Cheon's jaw is spinning.

Plump plop knock knock knock knock knock knock knock.

I can hear something off my neck. At the moment, consciousness flies away and returns.

When I came to my senses, his body was bouncing back that much.

'What?'

What's going on?

The sense of reality disappears. Baek Cheon didn't really realize what had happened to his body in the midst of bouncing off. And a sense of distant reality hits him momentarily.

Boom!

"Gasp!"

As soon as the body was stuck on the floor, the indescribable pain covered the whole body.

"Oops."

A stuck back is rather fine. The real pain spreads from the jaw.

Baek Cheon groaned with his chin clasped.

Learning martial arts is no different from being used to suffering. As well as the pain of pushing the body to the limit, it is also common to be injured by dangling and splashing.

But this was different from any pain he'd ever suffered. It feels like a new world of pain is opening."Wake up, man."

Chung-Myung approaches Baek Cheon, turning his head from side to side.

Baek Cheon, who saw it, got up from his seat with a wailing. Then Chung-Myung opened his eyes unexpectedly.

"Oh, you're up."

You told me to wake up.

While enduring the pain felt on his chin, Baek Cheon felt like his heart was being sucked away just by understanding the current situation.

Nevertheless, he lifted the sword, desperately calming his fluttering legs.

I can taste the fishy blood in my mouth.

"Uh, how?"

Baek Cheon is not a fool.

The exchange of blows earlier is no accident. There is no one in the world who will push his arm into the sword for luck.

In other words, it means that Baek Cheon's sword was clearly visible to Chung-Myung's eyes.

"How to freeze to death."

Chung-Myung looked at Baek Cheon as if he were pathetic.

"Do you think there's a loophole in the way that you've reduced the changes by fixing the original sword that was made on the premise of change? These things know one thing and they don't know two things. Of course there are plenty of gaps!"

Blood stood in Baek Cheon's eyes.

"Noo, no one has found such a gap."

"Well, he's pretty good with the guys you're dealing with. I would've figured it out if I'd been an elder right now."

Maybe not.

Uh... what is the level of elders now? What?

Let's move on.

"Is my sword wrong?"

"Yeah."

Chung-Myung spoke as if he had nothing to think about.

"Now you can get a little ahead of others based on that. But as time goes by, your priests will begin to overtake you."

"How do you know such a thing? You're just a newbie! I can't believe it."

"Oh, whatever."

Chung-Myung grinned.

The student of Hwasan is doing the same thing Jongnam did. And Chung-Myung understood why this was happening.

It's not weird right now.'

Perhaps even in Chung-Myung's time, this kind of thing happened countless times. But Chung-Myung at the time just didn't know what the consequences of such a change would be.

Having experienced numerous things and experienced high ground, I had an eye to see how the sword would develop. Seeing those who were just making swords with their eyes, things that had not been seen before began to be seen.

"Thank you for being a disciple of Hawasan."

"What?"

Chung-Myung lifted the wooden sword.

I want to punch him to death, but isn't he still a cute student of Hawasan? Even if it's beaten, I'll try to help develop it.

"Don't worry. I'll beat you with a sword, not a fist. Wow, I'm so kind."

"……."

Are you crazy?

No, I think he's crazy.

Chung-Myung breathed deeply as he looked at the bewildered Baek Cheon.

"Some say that Hawasan's sword is aimed at resembling plum blossoms. But that's what people who don't know much about Hawasan's sword say. It's not mimicking Hawasan's black plum blossoms. Hwasan's sword aims to...…."

Chung-Myung, who was speaking seriously, suddenly frowned.

"Oh, I don't know. Do you understand that you hear me. It's easy to understand when you're beaten with your body. I'm coming!"

"Uh, uh?"

Baek Cheon stepped back without realizing it.

However, Chung-Myung's speed was twice as fast as that.

Baek Cheon swings the sword and slaps Chung-Myung. His instincts as an inspection were swinging the sword faster than his head.But at the moment Baek Cheon saw.

Chung-Myung's fingertips seemed to shake slightly, and his wooden sword swelled to dozens, filling his vision.

'What's this is...…?'

"Lower body!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The wooden sword hits Baek Cheon on the shin. Baek Cheon literally opened his mouth in a tearful pain.

But it's not over.

"Wrist!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Chung-Myung's sword struck Baek Cheon on the wrist holding the sword accurately. I almost lost my sword because I felt like my wrist and hands were almost gone.

Burr, Bertie....'

At that time, Baek Cheon's ears are filled with sounds that he doesn't want to hear.

"Head, head, head, head! Head, head, head! Head!"

Why not just once, dude?

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

Baek Cheon, who was hit by a series of blows that seemed to explode his head, opened his mouth and went over to the morrow.

Even until the moment he collapsed, there was an idea that dominated Baek Cheon's head.

Why did you say five times and hit me six times?'

It was an unsolved question even at the moment when the consciousness flew away.