Return of Mount Hua Sect

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Hahaha, thanks to Dae-in Hwang, I can see all of this. Thank you."

Hwang Munnyak smiled at the praise pouring from left and right.

"I must thank you for accepting my invitation. You came all the way here, didn't you?"

"Hahaha, you can't miss this rare attraction."

Words of blessing come and go. But Hwang Munnyak didn't miss out on the fact that the middlemen were sifting through the details of those who were set to rise to the occasionally.

Those who gathered here could not have come this far simply to find something to see.

Their interest is in the future generations of the two literary groups. Among them, Jongnam's late indexers.

The upper house and the upper house seem distant but close. The countervailing world, which has to go up and face the minions all the time, is always sensitive to the situation of the strong team. And a strong culture is itself the object of investment.

After all, power is the way to attract money.

They are trying to gauge the future of Jongnam by evaluating the late index of Jongnam through the Hwajong Branch today.

"Bimura of Jongnam and Hwasan. I'm a little disappointed with the opponent."

"You're right. There must be a community or a shaman nearby. Will I be able to show my skills only because my opponent is Hawaiian?"

The public spoke with a low voice.

'This is an objective assessment.'

Hwang Munnyak also didn't think their assessment was wrong.

A hundred years ago, Hawasan is no match for Jongnam. There is no way to compare Jong-nam, who firmly maintains one of the high old file rooms, and Hawasan, who was almost destroyed after being kicked out of the old faction.

But...

Hwang Munnyak's eyes turned to his disciples across the street. Hwang Munnyak frowns slightly when he can't see Chung-Myung well.

'I don't think he's the type to get angry.'

So there's something clever about that?

Hwang Munnyak smiled.

"I'm not happy that others rush to the preoccupation, but for recovery, Hwasan's reputation needs to spread. So this time, I've cooperated without hesitation, Sopojang.'

Hwang Munnyak's heart began to swell with anticipation.

In anticipation of what will happen here today.

In the middle of the Yeonmu, Sun Unam confronted each other on both sides and signaled to Hwasan and Jongnam's disciples and opened their mouths. It was a little embarrassing because the audience suddenly appeared, but there was no big difficulty in leading the Hwajong branch, which had been continuing steadily.

"First of all, the representatives of each faction's disciples will be one-on-one. Ten representatives of the students of this university will perform ten times."

cried Unam sternly.

"Leader!"

As soon as the words are over, one person from each side gets up.

Jin Geum Ryong과 Baek Cheon.

Each of them was the head of the private school's great disciples.

"The death penalty!"

"Death penalty, stay strong!"

"You have to win!"

Baek Cheon took a deep breath listening to the priests' support. A stiff face tells how nervous he is now.

He turned his head, looked at the priests once, and made his way to the curb. Across from him, Jin Geum Ryong was walking in a very relaxed manner.

The two men faced each other in the middle of the smoke range.

"Let's see."

Along with the top of the galaxy, the mother-of-pearl at the top of the Great Vung, called the Island Observatory, burst into exclamation when she saw Jin Geum Ryong."Jin Geum Ryong is said to be a talented person who will open Jongnam's heyday, and he has a great appearance."

"It's just a young hero."

Jin Geum Ryong, wearing a white white suit and holding a wooden sword in one hand, certainly caught people's attention.

"But isn't the author across the street great, if you look at his appearance?"

"You two look alike, I think they look alike.Yes, black and white. It looks like a picture."

Baek Cheon, dressed in black suits, was also standing tall against Jin Geum Ryong.

"I'm sure expectations are rising, but will the student of Hwasan be able to deal with Jin Geum Ryong?"

"I don't know. Actually, it's true that he's been struggling so much, but it could be different in recent years. If you think about the past wasan, there might be an unexpected thing."

That's what I said, but nobody thought Baek Cheon would beat Jin Geum Ryong.

Now Hawasan is not what it used to be. Doesn't that prove that the people here cut off the deal with Hawasan a long time ago? If he thought there was a chance of a resurgence, he wouldn't have cut the leash completely.

All those who are here now expected was how strong Jongnam showed.

Sama Seung, who overheard the conversation from the side, slightly stiffens her face. I know you're being polite, but that kind of thing makes you feel bad.

'Show me. Gold dragon.

Now, the reality is that Hawasan is not in a position to even mention his name alongside Jongnam.

Hyunjong also closed his lips and looked at Baek Cheon.

"Show me everything about you'really.'

So that you don't regret it.

While everyone's expectations and concerns were focused, Jin Geum Ryong and Baek Cheon looked at each other.

The first thing to say is Jin Geum Ryong.

"You didn't run away."

Baek Cheon replied with a stern face.

"I am a great disciple of Hwasan. There's no way I'm gonna run away with Jong-nam."

"You've got a big mouth."

Jin Geum Ryong held up the sword and aimed Baek Cheon.

"Dogs are always good at building."

"Are you going to be bitten by the dog?"

"I made a mistake. You can't even be a dog."

"This..."

"Let's go at it. I'll tell you personally as I said yesterday. What a trifle you are."

Baek Cheon did not bother to answer. Instead, he turned his eyes slightly to where Hyun Jong would sit.

'A man of letters is watching.'

It's time to put aside personal grudges and self-interest.

'I'm Baek Cheon, a great student of Hawasan.'

Baek Cheon glared at Jin Geum Ryong with determined eyes. And he, too, held up a wooden sword and pointed at him.

Everyone looked at the two with nervous eyes.

On one side, the representative of Hawasan. And the opponent is also a representative of Jongnam. Originally, the two who are supposed to face off at the end will face off first according to the tradition of Hwajong Branch.

In a way, the result of Hwajong Branch is almost like a result of this match. So how can you not be interested?

Just as someone tried to open their mouth, Baek Cheon moved.

Scream!

The sound of hitting the floor rings clearly.

Baek Cheon, who hit forward at a formidable speed, stabs Jin Geum Ryong straight into the neck with a sword that contains no change.Let's start.

Jin Geum Ryong does not stand up to the flying sword, but avoids it as if he is stepping aside.

Clare fluid!

Baek Cheon's sword quickly chased Jin Geum Ryong. The wrist seemed to shake slightly, and soon the tip of the sword swelled to dozens.

Hwasan's colorful sword covers the lotus field.

"Oh, oh.

"Amazing!"

"Hwasan's child seems to be very talented."

It was a splendid herbivore that even those who watched it could not help but admire it.

Although it is a wooden sword rather than a real sword, its keenness is no less than a real sword. The world's Jin Geum Ryong also stayed behind to see if there was any way to deal with this colorful herbivore.

Hwasan's great and three great disciples clench their fists as they watch it.

Jo-Gol exclaimed excitedly.

"As expected of Baek Cheon! It's worth calling a double-edged sword of private residence the first verse!"

Each of Hawasan's disciples was excited.

They know.

How Baek Cheon has been training his bones. Since being humiliated at the last Hwajong Branch, Baek Cheon has forgotten about erosion and devoted himself to training.

It was Baek Cheon who volunteered to close the building. The person who can live the most pleasant and colorful life in Hawasan has locked himself up to stop interacting with people and look back only on the sword.

How can I not cheer for such a man?

You're pushing me.

Baek Cheon's swordstroke drove Jin Geum Ryong splendidly and sharply. Each of those examinations contains sharp examples. It is hard to tell what is real and what is fake because of the mixture of the weeds and herbs.

Hyun Jong, who saw it, clenches his fist tightly.

"When will that kid ever reach that level?'

If it is that bad, it is not that bad compared to a boat. I knew you were talented, but I didn't expect you to be that talented!

The eyes of all the Hawasan Mundo watching Baek Cheon's propaganda were colored with hope.

Maybe...

Maybe this time it will be different.

Even Yoon-jong couldn't hide his excitement.

"Chung-Myung아! The private sector is pushing you!"

"Yes."

"Maybe I'll win!"

"No way."

"Huh?"

Yoon-jong looked back at Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung, leaning back on the chair, says with a dim face.

"You have to hit something to win or not. I can't even touch him."

"But the victory...…."

"Does the death penalty show the face of the man who wins?"

"Huh?"

Yoon-jong turned his head and looked at Baek Cheon again. And soon I had no choice but to harden my face.

Baek Cheon's face was distorted by the struggle.

'Why!'

Baek Cheon swung the sword with all his might.

The foot steps strongly on the right angle. The energy raised around the tightly fixed lower body is pushed into the fingertips. It is not long before the sword is brandished with all its might.

Lightly, lightly.

Light but sharp as a butterfly flies!

But the light, sharp black Jin Geum Ryong's body never touched.

Why can't you even touch it? Why!'

It's far away.

The opponent in front of me is too distant. It's like watching a cliff soar high into the sky.

A cliff I don't dare climb or cross.

Already drenched, Baek Cheon rants, unable to even wipe away the sweat seeping into his eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Deadly blow!

At the same time, Baek Cheon's sword, which occupied twelve bags, flew toward Jin Geum Ryong.It was that moment.

Whoops!

Jin Geum Ryong's first swinging sword bounces off Baek Cheon's flying sword.

When the sword stopped, the sword, which covered the smoke field, also disappeared. Only then could Baek Cheon clearly see Jin Geum Ryong's face.

Unlike him, who has already been soaked, Jin Geum Ryong, who does not sweat a drop and does not even breathe, looks at him with a fishy smile.

"You've had enough fun, haven't you?"

"……you."

"Dumb, do you think you can touch the tip of my hair no matter how hard I try to learn Hwasan's martial arts?"

Jin Geum Ryong's sword pierces Baek Cheon like a light stick.

Push!

Baek Cheon, stabbed in the shoulder, rolls around the floor without even screaming.

"Turn it off..."

He groaned and forced himself up.

As I raised my head, I could see Jin Geum Ryong approaching him with a relaxed smile.

"Learn enough from the body. How stupid you are."

Jin Geum Ryong's sword struck Baek Cheon mercilessly.