The sound of the wind escaping from Hyun Jong’s mouth. Nevertheless, his eyes did not fall for a moment from unarmedness.
Hyun Jong’s gaze at the fallen Isong Baek slowly shifts to Chung-Myung.
Gu won again.
Chung-Myung, who won nine times, was now waiting for his last opponent.
The place where the elders and the disciples gathered was full of breathtaking silence. No one tries to break this ice by opening their mouth first.
Questions about Chung-Myung?
Doubts about this situation?
That kind of thing is probably good. Feel free to find out later.
But what’s important right now is the fact that Chung-Myung is about to achieve a complete victory over Jongnam.
Has this ever happened in the history of Hwasan?’
Hawasan and Jongnam have always been wary of each other. Excluding his pride as a long writer, Hawasan often took a step ahead of Jongnam, objectively looking at the history of these two literary groups.
Of course, the tide is turned now, but this is undeniable in history.
But as far as he knows, there has never been a case where Hawasan officially crushed Jongnam completely like today.
Of course, Jong-nam couldn’t breathe properly because of Chung-Myung during plum screening, but it was just a matter of status. There has never been an official “event” as big as it is now.
In this time of hardship, which should be called the dark age of Hawasan, not any other time, an event that has never happened before is happening. I can’t take my eyes off it.
Hyun Jong glanced at Chung-Myung staring at Jongnam’s camp.
Be confident.
Hyun Jong was more impressed by that Chung-Myung’s imposing attitude than the series of situations that are taking place now.
When the hell was that?
I was able to be confident in front of Jongnam.
You were able to stretch your shoulders as an equal inspection?
‘Oh, my ancestors.’
My eyes keep getting sour. I know it’s something that should never be seen by Hwasan’s long story, but there’s nothing I can do about this passion that rises from my heart.
“Long-lived…”
“Don’t say anything.”
Hyun Jong shook his head at Hyun Sang’s words.
“Let’s just wait and see. What else will that kid show you?”
Everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on Chung-Myung’s every move.
‘Maybe today…….’
Hyun Jong’s eyes were filled with light that had never existed before.
“Hwasan’s fate may change.’
Unfamiliar.
A look that touches him.
Feels like your toes are pressing the floor.
the touch of a wooden sword in one’s
All of that was unusual.
Jin Geum Ryong headed off to the non-stage feeling a burden he had never felt before.
That’s weird.
Jin Geum Ryong felt a new question.
This was not the kind of gaze that usually poured into him. He’s the one who’s always got the anticipated attention of people around him.
Okay.
He’s a ‘solution’ man, not a ‘concerned’ man. The feelings that were in the eyes of the people who saw him were always anticipation and pride. It is never the first time to receive such an anxious look.
Why is it be?
Why are they giving themselves that look now?
Jin Geum Ryong looked up.
I can see Chung-Myung looking this way with a slightly dim face.Yeah, it’s him.’
I don’t understand. And it is right to be angry.
Jin Geum Ryong has spent his entire life trying to get where he is.
I’ve worked my whole life to be recognized for that possibility, and I’ve worked my whole life to prove it. So everyone put their mouths together to praise him. He will one day become Jongnam’s long-time writer, and he will open up Jongnam’s heyday that has never been before.
It was a lifetime of recognition and expectation.
But in less than half a day, all that turned into concern and concern.
“Do you mean I’m so untrustworthy?’
To the point of concern that the fallen Moon faction might not be able to handle a child with a single distribution or difference?
Cold, heavy anger swept through Jin Geum Ryong’s entire body. He stared at Chung-Myung with a livid eye.
I didn’t like it from the beginning.’
That arrogant face, that calm composure, and the sharpness at first glance.
Above all, Jin Geum Ryong’s attitude is particularly disturbing as if he is just looking at another Jong-nam’s disciple.
Jin Geum Ryong took a deep breath.
And he opened his mouth in an emotionless voice.
“Should I give you a compliment?”
“You don’t have to.”
Chung-Myung shrugs.
“It’s not a big deal.”
“…….”
Jin Geum Ryong looks at a cheeky little boy with cold eyes.
“How dare you ignore the end of the South?”
“Ignore you.”
Chung-Myung smirks.
“It’s not a matter of ignoring. There’s no reason to be proud of knocking down the weaker ones.”
It’s annoying.
Every single one of them.
“You are… …”
Jin Geum Ryong, who was about to say something, blurted his words for a moment. Then he let out a slight sigh and shook his head.
“No. Humility is not necessary for you. Procrastination is proportionality, and your modesty will make the listener angry.”
“Hmm?”
“I admit, you deserve to be arrogant. You will be recognized as a genius that will never exist again just by defeating nine of Daejongnam’s great disciples.”
Chung-Myung’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Slipping.
Jin Geum Ryong pulled a wooden sword from his waist and slowly aimed at Chung-Myung.
“Do you know what your misfortune is?”
“Well?”
“I was born in the same time as I was.”
Chung-Myung had a subtle smile. Jin Geum Ryong stares at Chung-Myung and continues to talk.
“In return for that misfortune, you will never overcome the difference between me and my back.”
Chung-Myung grinned.
“I like the confidence.”
“I’m not done yet.”
Jin Geum Ryong worked coldly.
“Maybe if you hadn’t chosen Hawasan, you could have overcome the misfortune. If you chose Jong-nam over Hwasan, you’d have a chance to surpass me one day.”
“Really? Why do you think so?”
“It’s obvious.
Jin Geum Ryong took a breath and continued.
“Hwasan is still tied up in the past. The literati are only trying to regain their past martial arts and recreate their past glory. But it’s not Jongnam. We move on. Without lingering over the past. It will create better martial arts, create a better system, and win a better future.”
Jin Geum Ryong spoke as if to declare.
“This is why you were never able to catch up with Jong Nam again.””Growl.”
Chung-Myung burst into admiration.
I want to give him a round of applause. If a cult other than Jong-nam said that, they’ll slap the death penalty in the back of the head.
Watch and learn from that, you stupid things!’
I might have shouted.
What Jin Geum Ryong says about the future was if it wasn’t for stealing Hawasan’s martial arts.
What’s there to say?’
It takes two things to make the truth. One is actually. And the other is the power to go through with that fact.
When Jong-nam found out that he had stolen plum blossoms, Chung-Myung was angry enough to lose his temper momentarily.
But what difference does anger make?
Realistically, there is no such thing as a way for Hwasan to punish the terminus.
Even if we openly address the issue, we will only be told to prove the fact by implementing the Plum Blossom Act. Even if the actual plum sword method is restored and unfolded, Jongnam will rather attack Hwasan, claiming that he copied the Sulwhabu sword.
And Hawasan has no choice but to be attacked.
Why?
I don’t have energy.
Muhak is a sensitive element. Those who leaked German martial arts should pay for it only with their lives, and those who stole them should be prepared for war with everything on the line.
But Hawasan can’t punish the apocalypse. The moment the Sword raises the issue, it is right to end South Korea. It will come to war on Hwasan, and no one in the world will help him.
Nowhere in the stronghold would they be forced to defend the failing civilization. Who realized how cold and cold Kang Ho is as keenly as Chung-Myung?
That’s why I put up with it so far.
Until this moment!
He suppressed his boiling anger, and endured his desire to run to Jongnam immediately and kill everything.
For one thing at this very moment.
Chung-Myung put a gruesome smile around his mouth.
“The future of Jongnam. That’s a nice thing to say.”
Chung-Myung smiled at Jin Geum Ryong.
Yes, Jongnam’s future. I thought about it a lot, too.
What the hell to do with the future.
Just a while ago, Chung-Myung left only one seed in Jongnam. I don’t know if the seed will germinate or not, but that’s all human reason.
So from this moment on, there are no three great disciples, Chung-Myung.
From now on, what he does will be his task as Chung-Myung, a plum blossom inspection, not as Huasan’s three great disciples.
About those filthy people who avenged their kindness.
“In the future…….”
Chung-Myung picked up the sword and aimed Jin Geum Ryong.
“I’ll give you a present.”
“……Gift?”
“Yes, it’ll be an unforgettable gift for the rest of your life, so you’d better keep an eye on it.”
Jin Geum Ryong looked at it as if he didn’t understand English. But Chung-Myung just smiled.
It’ll be the right gift.’
It’ll be a curse under another name.
Raising Hawasan and destroying the current Jongnam is not enough to relieve anger. What Chung-Myung was trying to do now was cut off Jongnam’s future forever.
“Hwasan’s sword was covetous?’
Chung-Myung showed his teeth and laughed. Like a wolf in front of a prey.
“Then take it right.”
I’ll show you properly so you can never forget it.
Chung-Myung clasped the hand holding the sword.
“Get out of the way!””Household?”
“Baek Cheon to death!”
Hwasan’s disciples, who couldn’t breathe and were looking at Chung-Myung and Jin Geum Ryong, were surprised by the voices they heard behind their backs and stepped back from side to side.
Baek Cheon stumbles along the open road.
“Death, death penalty! Are you feeling well?”
Back Cheon simply shakes his hands and moves forward when asked a lot of questions. The staggering walk saw Baek Sang shouting urgently.
“Chair, get the chair!”
“Yes, private residence!”
One of the three great disciples hurried to bring a chair to create a seat for Baek Cheon. However, Baek Cheon looked at Chung-Myung and Jin Geum Ryong, who were unarmed, without even looking at the chairs.
‘I have to see this.’
As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard that Chung-Myung had won consecutive victories.
It is not the job of a great white porcelain student to lie still in bed after hearing that. Even if your body breaks, you should cheer for Chung-Myung here.
Jin Geum Ryong.
And Chung-Myung.
Those who have a special meaning for him are now facing each other.
“Win, Chung-Myung.”
Baek Cheon’s eyes are desperate.
Let’s start.
Let’s go.
Chung-Myung and Jin Geum Ryong’s swords begin to move simultaneously with a low wave sound.
Whatever the conclusion may be, this victory will ring the island, and the world. Hawasan’s disciples opened their eyes as if they would not miss a single moment of the historic scene.