“Where’s the girl?”
“I’m still unconscious, but I’m not exactly injured.”
Baek Cheon frowned on.
“You’re so enmeshed in power that you’re not injured?”
“There was no murder.”
Baek Cheon, who had been silent for a while, nodded quietly.
Then I peeked around.
Within the war zone where Hwasan lives. This place, which had always been noisy, was now imbued with quiet silence.
‘It must have been a shock.’
Seeing the faces of the hardened priests made me feel down. But that didn’t make me want to blame them.
Baek Cheon was shocked by Hye Yeon’s dance.
How could a man do that?’
Of course I knew Hye Yeon was strong.
I, Chung-Myung, acknowledged as one of the geniuses. So it was natural to be stronger than anyone else.
But what really shocked Baek Cheon was the ridiculous accuracy of the herbivore.
It wasn’t surprising that Hye Yeon blew her mind in a single blow. What’s really surprising is that they completely defeated Jo-Gol in a near-secondary race.
Baekbo Sinkwon, which followed, was finished, was already finished before that.
‘It would have taken at least a hundred seconds for me to overpower the girl without a scratch.’
But Hye Yeon completely incapacitated Jo-Gol in just three seconds. I couldn’t even tell how strong it was to be able to do such a thing.
When Baek Cheon hardened his impression, Baek Sang, who was secretly looking around, opened his mouth with an unnatural lively voice.
“What’s wrong with the atmosphere? On this great day! Chung-Myung made it to the semi-finals of Yoo Sama-do! It’s a great thing no one has ever done to put two people in a private class!”
“That’s right.”
“Yes, it’s a great achievement, but…….”
But the answers that came back weren’t very bright. Listening to the gloomy voice, Baek Sang frowned.
I was about to say one more thing.
Bang!
Baek Sang’s head turned at the sudden noise.
Open the door with that intensity……. No, there’s only one guy in Hwasan who comes in.
“Chung-Myung아!”
Baek Sang approached him as if he had met a noble man.
“Do something about them.”
“Huh?”
Chung-Myung tilted his head and asked.
“Why?”
“No…….”
Baek Sang sighed.
“I don’t know if the inscription was shocking, but the atmosphere is gloomy and gloomy.”
At the words Chung-Myung glanced at Hwasan’s disciples.
Everyone tried to relax their facial expressions under Chung-Myung’s eyes, but they couldn’t hide the underlying anxiety.
“Well.”
Chung-Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.
“But I think the chicks are a bit out of the way now.”
“Huh?”
Baek Sang was surprised by the unexpected response. Those who waited breathlessly for Chung-Myung’s rebuke also opened their eyes wide.
Did it eat something wrong?’
‘No, I always eat wrong. He only eats meat.’
What if he’s going to jump at me because he’s going to wake me up?’
The eyes of those who were looking at Chung-Myung turned to Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon flinched at the look.
“Why?”
Say something.’
Why would I?
Isn’t that a metabolic?’
Baek Cheon distorted his face. This is the only time you’re gonna die. You bastards!
“Hmph.”But eventually, Baek Cheon, who coughed quietly, opened his mouth looking at Chung-Myung.
“Aren’t you angry?”
“Huh? What about me?”
“No……. I’m afraid I’ll say I’m discouraged again.”
Chung-Myung grinned.
“Well, it’s not a good thing to be discouraged, but it’s better than to be alive.”
“……Huh?”
Disappointed by Hye Yeon’s performance, it means comparing himself with him.
It may seem obvious, but this is absolutely not.
In the past, Hwasan’s disciples did not compare themselves to Jin Geum Ryong, let alone Hye Yeon. No, I didn’t even dare to compare.
Why? Because they thought they were living in a different world.
If you don’t compare, there’s nothing to despair about. And it is self-evident that the side will be more comfortable.
But now, everyone in Hwasan is in despair comparing themselves to Hye Yeon.
“Development starts with realizing your distance from the other person.”‘
Even if there is despair over the overwhelming difference, it can only develop if it is realized. It’s a hundred times better than not even realizing the overwhelming difference.
“Everyone, pay attention.”
Chung-Myung stomped on the floor.
Those who were already paying attention looked at Chung-Myung with their necks stretched out. Chung-Myung opened his mouth.
“So what do you want to say?”
“…….”
No, he asked me to pay attention, but he’s asking the other way back.
Baek Cheon shook his head and opened his mouth.
“How strong is that Shaolin’s Hye Yeon?”
“Well.”
Chung-Myung scratched his cheek.
How can I explain this?….
When Chung-Myung seemed a little hesitant, Baek Cheon said with his tongue out.
“I’ve seen a lot of guys who are strong, but I’ve never felt so dark before. I don’t think I can win anything. No matter how genius you are…….”
“Oh, wait, wait.”
Chung-Myung, who interrupted Baek Cheon, waved his hand.
“No matter how hard we try, we won’t be able to beat him because he’s born with a gift that doesn’t make sense, right?”
“…….”
At the moment, Hwasan’s disciples turned their heads slightly and avoided Chung-Myung’s eyes.
“……I’m the one who bought these things.”
Chung-Myung, who groaned, sighed deeply and said,
“Who in the world can’t beat a genius?”
“You.”
“…I’m the exception.”
Chung-Myung quickly changed his words after discovering who he couldn’t beat.
“By the way! It’s not because he’s so talented.”
Then I turned my head and saw Yoon-Jong.
“The death penalty!”
“Huh?”
“Why is he so strong?”
“He…….”
Yoon-Jong frowned. I know it’s strong, but it wasn’t easy to pinpoint why.
“A tremendous amount of experience.”
“And?”
“Perfect……, uh, yeah. Perfect herbivore operation.”
“That’s it.”
Chung-Myung nodded lightly.
“The reason he’s so talented and stupid is because he’s been eating so many herbivores. Maybe he’s been training the death penalty for at least a dozen years.”
“…what?”
“Training done by the death penalty.”
“…What I did with you?”
“Yes.”
My son-in-law was statically colored.
I mean…
They’ve been training for over a decade for the last half a year?”…is this more hopeless?”
“Is it a real Buddha? You can’t do that if you’re human.”
“Are you crazy? Is that even possible?”
I’m getting chills.
For the past half a year, they have endured Chung-Myung’s ruthless and harsh training. with all one’s might
Thanks to him, he was able to achieve certain results in this dance competition, which was filled with prestigious people.
And you’ve been doing that crazy thing yourself for more than a decade?
“…Then you have to count.”
“That’s enough to beat a monkey to a tiger.”
Everyone nodded violently.
If they’ve been training half a dozen years, it’s strange to be weak. This means that it cannot help but be strong.
“Don’t be mistaken.”
Chung-Myung waved his hand lightly.
“People tend to limit talent to comprehension. A brilliant brain that learns herbivores by looking at it once, or goes up to a higher level in one go, is a symbol of genius.”
“…….”
“But it’s not even half the size. Real geniuses are the ones that do everything that no one else can stand.”
Chung-Myung distorted his eyes.
“So don’t be a crybaby, idiots. You’re going to catch up with someone else who’s been doing it’ Is there only one person who thought of ten years of training to overcome Hye Yeon?”
At his words, the atmosphere quickly became pious.
As Chung-Myung said, none of them thought of decades of hardship to catch up with Hye Yeon.
There was a cold chill in his eyes, looking around everyone.
“Since when has Hwasan been such a great doorkeeper? Have you become a great man by beating up the descendants of the famous people?”
“…….”
His cold-blooded streak penetrated the hearts of the Hwasan.
Those who blush with shame, and those who reflect on their own arrogance.
Many thoughts crossed the mind of the Hwasan disciples.
“There’s nothing else he’s great about. I’m saying I’m always serious. In other words”
Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off Chung-Myung’s mouth.
“Straighten up. Don’t lose your initial commitment. Think of every day as the last day. Don’t lose your passion for learning nothing. Do your best.”
Every word that came out of his mouth was a complete cliche.
“That’s what it’s like for someone who’s always been saying, who’s done it for more than a decade or 20 years. Literally the one who jumped out of the story.”
Baek Cheon nodded silently.
What shocked them was not the enormous history of Hye Yeon, nor the end of her 70s, which unfolds based on that history.
A fist that stretches out.
There is something ‘different’ about one step forward.
Hye Yeon felt even more amazing when she understood the secret of the difference.
“There are more martial arts in Sorim than all the other martial arts in the world combined, and there are more martial arts than there are many prestigious festivals. There are so many that there is a lot of radiology and the seasons are rotten. Do you know what Shaolin does for the first year?”
“…Well?”
“Mabo.”
“…….”
“Those who first entered Shaolin only play marbo until the sun rises and sets. If you endure it, you raise your weight and do marbo again, and if you endure it, you gain more weight.”Marbo? It was an incredible story.
“After that, I practice one more year of administration. Until the perfect posture comes out and the perfect energy is created. You know what I mean?”
Chung-Myung chewed out.
“People pay attention to Shaolin’s splendid seasonal conditions and its strength. But Shaolin doesn’t get distracted by things like that. They follow a solid foundation rather than the splendor that is immediately in sight. Hye Yeon is just the most complete embodiment of Shaolin’s philosophy.”
Baek Cheon sighed deeply.
“…It means not only to pursue strength, but to think about how you became strong.”
“But I do understand the private life.”
Chung-Myung kicked his tongue pitifully.
“Don’t despair at the fact that Hye Yeon is strong. It’s rather a hope. Now he’s proving what happens if the death penalty can walk on the road steadily. You have to be happy!”
Light slowly began to return to the eyes of the Hwasan disciples.
Chung-Myung is absolutely right.
‘You mean you can reach that level one day if you go forward.”
How much more beautiful will their plum blossoms bloom when that day comes?
Yoon-Jong opened his mouth with a slightly flushed face.
“By the way, Chung-Myung.”
“Huh?”
“How about you? As you said, you didn’t train as well as Hye Yeon. So you can’t handle Hye Yeon either?”
“What are you talking about?”
“……Huh?”
Chung-Myung poked out his belly.
“You have to fly and run to get it out of here. You don’t even have hair. You’re trying to eat me up. Don’t poke your head!”
“…….”
No way.
No matter how hard I think about it, that’s not human.
Everyone kicked their tongues and shook their heads. Then Chung-Myung suddenly distorted his face.
“Sorim, I think they’re writing a script now, so tell them to do whatever they want. I’ll gulp it down for you.”
“…….”
Everyone realized again what Chung-Myung was like.
“Then are you going to beat Hye Yeon in the final?”
“Well, I don’t know.”
Chung-Myung turned his head slightly and looked at Yoo-Esul.
“Isn’t that the story of when he won the accident?”
“…….”
Everyone’s eyes turned to Yoo-Esul.
It was a burdensome situation, but Yoo-Esul calmly accepted everyone’s eyes without a change of expression.
“Do you mean the brothers and sisters can beat him?”
“I don’t know.”
“…then?”
“One thing is for sure.”
Chung-Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.
“Maybe he’ll be embarrassed, too. It’s the first time I’ve met someone who’s walked the same path as me.”
“…….”
“Let’s start off with a good-looking Shaolin.”
Chung-Myung smiled.
You’re going to have a lot of fun?’
You used to get beaten like a dog. Nothing seemed to have changed or learned over a hundred years.
“If your forefathers haven’t taught you a lesson, I’ll teach you again.’
That things don’t work like your sparkling head.
Chung-Myung had a bizarre smile on his lips.
The disciples of Hwasan shivered unknowingly at the sight.
‘I’m nervous about something.’
‘That guy, he’s decorating something.’
These were the disciples of Hawasan who felt that there was a huge cloud coming from Shaolin’s.