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Chapter 329

“Gave up?”

“…You’re giving up? Here?

All the writers of the Old and Great Sega were standing up before we knew it. And I looked at the stage with a blank face.

What the hell is this?…?’

‘Oh, my God, there’s a degree to which there’s no such thing as a case.’

I can’t believe I gave up.

This is unprecedented.

Looking back and forth, I have never heard that a person who reached the final in a competition with this much authority gave up.

Isn’t it basic to try to get to the final no matter how your arm is cut off and your leg is broken?’

But you’re giving up?

And when you’ve won all of that?

Even the writers of each faction, who can be said to have gone through all sorts of hardships, could not understand what was happening in front of their eyes.

“Well, what happens now?”

Everyone looked reflexively at Heo Do-jin when someone asked. Since Bop Jeong is not here, heo Do-jin is the shaman’s long writer.

Heo Do-jin looked at the long writers and Chung-Myung alternately with a slightly embarrassed face, and then he burst into a blank smile.

“What’s the matter? Hye Yeon won the championship.”

“……No, by all accounts…….”

“So what would you do? I gave up before I declared myself a winner.

‘It’s not that, the truth is you won.’

Would you convince me that?”


Everyone exchanged their eyes slightly.

“Would anyone watching Hanabimu accept that?”

“That can’t be.”


But no further rebuttal or questioning followed.

In fact, having this conversation is not because they are smart.

It was so absurd that I couldn’t stand it without asking for opinions from people around me.

After all, this is the only situation that seems clear.

‘…What a disgrace!’

‘Sorim’s authority will fall to the ground.’

It is also a shame to finish second in a competition hosted by him. Of course, other Moon faction would save face, but it is a problem because the host is Shaolin. A runner-up alone can hurt that authority.

But the one who was almost certain of winning, kicks away Shaolin’s authority to win and turns around?

This was no different from pouring rotten manure on Shaolin’s face.

Heo Do-jin couldn’t hide his absurd face and looked at Chung-Myung.

Has anyone ever humiliated Shaolin this much?’

I can’t think of anything even if I try to recall it.

It was so embarrassing that it was not a shaman, not even a shaman, but a young disciple of Hwasan, who had even reduced Shaolin’s dignity.


At that moment, a big smile came from the side.

Looking back, Heo Do-jin frowned.

‘Dang Gunnak?’

Dang Gunnak, the owner of the Sichundang family, was holding his stomach and laughing.

Heo Do-jin’s face was slightly distorted.

Dang Gunnak is known for his heavy and serious personality. Such a man was laughing like a child. He’s about to shed tears.

“Oh. Oh… I’m sorry, hahaha.”

Then he stole the snow and slowly got up from his seat.

“Sorim is Shaolin, but I keep laughing because I’m looking at the writers who don’t know what to do.”



The long writers all coughed in vain and avoided their eyes.

There is a bone in Dang Gunnak’s horse.

It is Shaolin who was humiliated. But where’s the shame of Shaolin?

As long as the old file room has accepted Shaolin as their head and has been with its reputation, it is no exaggeration to say that this is a disgrace to the old file room and, furthermore, Oh Dae-se.Didn’t they watch the arena on this platform as evidence?

Climbing to the podium is no different from their declaration to add their authority to the arena.

In the end, the authority of the Gupilebang and the Great Sega, who have been in the order of the world for a long time, was denied here.

To that young student of Hwasan.

Those who understood the reality at Dang Gunnak’s words stared at Hwasan with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. Dang Gunnak turned around. There was nothing more to see than the responses of other long-lived writers.

‘It will begin.’

To them, Chung-Myung’s words must have sounded just like the beating of a young genius. But Dang Gunnak knows. That he’s not someone who moves without any plans.

Hasn’t he already been genuinely surprised by Chung-Myung’s insight? Behind the urgent castle, where he wielded the sword first and saw it, there was a deep insight that he could not keep up with.


Hawasan will now not simply stay on the island. If Hwasan decides to walk a different path from Gupa, the world must fluctuate. Will they be able to survive the chaotic crisis?

That was already an interesting Dang Gunnak.

Of course, the Dangga should be ready now.’

He stared at Chung-Myung in front of the death penalty.

‘In a new order that that was created by the Hwasan Divine.’

The eyes sank low.


Baek Cheon looked blankly at Chung-Myung.




However, he kept his mouth shut and shook his head a few times as if to say something.


“Get out of the way. This is not the time for a private life.”


Chung-Myung pushed Baek Cheon away lightly. Then he walked to the front of Hyun Jong, the only civil servant in Hwasan’s

That’s right away.

Standing in front of Hyun Jong with a firm step, he scratched his head in the back. Then he bowed his head deeply and vigorously.

“I’m sorry for being so mean!”


There was playfulness on his face, smiling with his head slightly raised again.

“I’ll be punished. Instead, please don’t lock me up in Myeonbyeok-dong. I’m sick and tired of the wall band.”

Hyun Jong opened his mouth while looking at Chung-Myung.


“Yes, a long writer.”

“Did you do what your heart wanted?”

Chung-Myung straightened his back without answering straight away. Then I peeked up at the sky.

My heart…

“Yes, Jang In.”

A soft voice leaked out of Chung-Myung’s mouth. Hyun Jong finally nodded with a gracious smile.

“Yes, that’s enough.”

Then slowly stood up and patted Chung-Myung on the shoulder.

Chung-Myung’s eyes, which were half playful by the friendly touch, became serious. Hyun Jong said.

“I don’t think you’re the one who’ll ever do things without thinking.”


“So there is no need to explain. You didn’t tell me. Your meaning is the meaning of Hwasan.”

“Long story…….”

“It was great.”

Hyun Jong turned his eyes.

Still, the long writers and spectators of each group stared blankly from this side with their mouths open as if they could not escape from the shock.

Shaolin was more serious. The other disciples were confused, and Hye Yeon was completely lost and sitting on the stage.

Hyun Jong turned to Chung-Myung and said,”Chung-Myung아. You have clearly shown them Hwasan’s sword. That’s enough.”

Chung-Myung scratched his head with a smile.

“Yes, hehe.”

The smile made Hyun Jong feel at ease.

What a great kid he is in many ways.’

The way it is, everyone here is focusing solely on Chung-Myung. Even if he won the championship and was cheered by everyone, it would have been harder to get attention than this.

At that time, Baek Cheon, who was listening next to him, couldn’t hold it in and screamed.

“No, but isn’t there a degree? Long story!”

It was a really amazing and angry face.

Yoon-Jong, who usually didn’t even cry to Hyun Jong, also rarely raised his voice and added his words.

“It’s not something to praise! This is something you should scold!”

“That’s right! No, of course I thought it would be an accident. Yeah, honestly, I expected that! But shouldn’t you make a proper accident?”

Jo-Gol also shot Baek Cheon in the back.

Yoo-Esul looked silently at Chung-Myung and shook his head.

However, before Hyun Jong could say anything, Hyun Young, who was behind him, firmly rebuked.

“It’s noisy, guys!”


“If the writer says so, it is. How can you tell a man who’s not dry in the head what to do? Ungum! Where is Ungum?”


“Now, I’m sorry!”

“We didn’t think much!”

When the name of Ungeom, Baekmagwanju, came out, the students who were groaning were frightened and shrank.

Then Chung-Myung giggled as he hid behind Hyun Young.

I want to kill him.’

“If you hit me just once, I won’t have a wish!” Really!

That son of a b*tc*.

That guy who has no plan.


Baek Cheon, who was staring at Chung-Myung, laughed in despair.

Yes, Hagi, that’s what he used to be.’

Winning the competition in the first place would have meant nothing to Chung-Myung. He was satisfied with just showing the changed Hwasan to the world and breaking the head of that old file room.

“…I woke up a little too much.”

He glanced at Hye Yeon, who was mesmerized.

a man of genius

The talent that Shaolin has cultivated with all her heart and soul.

The man who looked so great now is so shabby.

But it’s only natural if it’s obvious.

Would there be a greater humiliation for a warrior than me?

Baek Cheon shook his head and looked at Chung-Myung.

“The devil.”

“Why again?”


What’s the point of course.

Then Hyun Jong slowly walked forward.

“Let’s go back.”

“Like this?”

Hyun Sang asked embarrassedly. Then Hyun Jong shrugs his shoulders.

“As it was supposed to be, I should have given a prize, and I would have had a lot of work to do.….”

He slipped his chin around, blurring the end of his speech.

“You’re not in a position to do anything.”

“…and so is he.”

“Then I’ll go. What else is there to do? Let’s go back.”

“Yes, a long writer.”

Hyun Jong reached out his hand. And grab Chung-Myung’s back slightly.


“Come here, Chung-Myung.”


He smiled and said.

“Walk in front of you.”


Chung-Myung shook his head in a flash.

“You have to be at the forefront of the Munpa. I’ll pour it from the back.”

“Then let’s stand together.”


Hyun Jong tapped him on the shoulder a couple of times.

“You deserve it. No, you should.”

Chung-Myung was quite embarrassed. I had never imagined standing next to a long writer. He flinched and tried to step back, but when he stepped back slightly, something touched his back.”Huh?”

When I looked back, Baek Cheon and his party reached out to prevent him from backing down.

“Get out.”

“Stand in front of you.”

“I can’t back off.”


No, these things?

They tried to overpower him with their eyes, but they pushed him with even more determined eyes. It was clear that he would not easily back down.

In the end, Chung-Myung went forward with a deep sigh and stood next to Hyun Jong. Then the elders stood behind them and the rest of Hwasan’s disciples lined up.

“Let’s go.”

Hyun Jong took a step.

Then, along with him, Hawasan’s disciples began to walk together.

Crowds are filling their seats on the left and right sides of the way out of the unarmed.

When entering, Hwasan was cheered by them.

However, now, everyone seemed to have lost their spirits.

All of the Hwasan disciples unwittingly raised their lip corners slightly.

Those faces, I don’t feel so bad looking at the reaction. No, it was rather exciting.

It was the time when I continued to take such powerful steps.


The heads of the Hwasan disciples turned in unison.


“Room leader!”

“Don’t overdo it!”

“Let it go!”

Bop Jeong, the head of Shaolin’s room, who had collapsed as if the sky had collapsed, was looking angry at this side. It’s not the usual serenity.

A pale complexion, a red-soaked beard and forebears were telling how furious he was.

“Do you want me to stay like this?”


Hyun Jong replied with a shrug.

“Then what else can I do, Bang?”

“How… How!”

Bop Jeong’s lips quivered and roared.

“Do you know what you’re doing right now? It’s not just Shaolin, it’s ignoring the world!”


“Hwasan’s arrogance has reached heaven! How dare you think this is acceptable?”

Hyun Jong turned his eyes slightly and looked at Chung-Myung. Then Chung-Myung shrugged as if he had waited.

“Why do we have to accept it?”


His eyes at Bop Jeong were unnerving.

“You seem to be mistaken, but that’s not something to do with acceptance. It’s not us who are arrogant, it’s Shaolin. Isn’t it because you think you should get Shaolin’s permission to do something like this?”


Chung-Myung smiled and stirred his hands to the speechless old monk.

“Take care of yourself. You don’t look well because you’re throwing up blood all of a sudden, but before you point it out to others, you should take care of your health first. I’ll send you some extra wild ginseng if you go to Hwasan.”

“Hey, you’re out of my league! Cough!”

Bop Jeong curled up again, vomiting blood.

“Room leader!”

“What are you doing? Get the head of the room to the pharmacy!”

How much anger can cause internal injuries?

Chung-Myung shook his head.

“I don’t know as a warrior, but I’m really disqualified among them.”

At that, Baek Cheon spoke very quietly.

“…didn’t you ever think your mouth was too much?”

“Not at all?”


Baek Cheon convinced and nodded. Hyun Jong smiled bitterly.

‘It’s bound to really go awry with Shaolin.”

It would be a lie to say no to worry.


Hyun Jong rather straightened his chest.

I don’t want to tell people who want to walk the right path to look at reality.

I’m a long writer of Hwasan.’What adults need to do is to allow children to walk on the right path. If the sword of reality stabs Hwasan, he and his elders will be hit.

Until these kids grow up straight and one day become a great Hawsan.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Jang Moon-in!”

Everyone’s shoulders and back straightened out. Every step you take is full of strength and pride.

Everyone knows.

At times like this, you have to look confident from the back.

The crowd couldn’t take their eyes off their unarmed appearance without a trace of regret.

And at some point.

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!

As someone began to clap, one by one, they raised their hands and started to clap.

And the applause soon became so loud that it covered Shaolin.

It was different from the cheers so far.

It was a round of applause that contained “acceptance,” not cheering.

At the sound of it, Hwasan’s disciples did not look back.

Shoulders that go up to the temple.

a tight fist

A recalled face.

Now everyone in the world will know.

The inspection of the plum blossoms, which commanded the world, has returned to the stronghold.

“Oh, that’s right! I have to go get the stakes. Wait, can I go over there?”


“Long-written man?”

“……Eh, you little brat!”

A little…

Although he came back with a bit of a strange look.

Plum inspection. Hwasan파().

It was the moment when the prestigious Hwasan faction, which has been around for hundreds of years, declared its return to the world.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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