Return of Mount Hua Sect

The difference was acknowledged from the outset.

Jin Geum Ryong has been known as a gist since childhood. It was Jin Geum Ryong who best matched Baek Cheon's saying that he was a genius.

I've already experienced defeat.

Back Cheon did not win against Jin Geum Ryong in the last episode of "Jong Hwe" and before that. I've only tasted the bitterness of a thorough defeat.

One.

'I thought it'd be narrow down.'

Because you've worked so hard.

Chung-Myung commented on his efforts that it wasn't right, but Baek Cheon endured a real bone-cutting ordeal. At least I'm confident I've trained twice as much as Jin Geum Ryong.

Therefore, I believe that if I didn't win, I would have narrowed the gap a little bit.

But the reality is always worse than imagined.

Screaming!

"Gasp!"

Jin Geum Ryong's sword hits Baek Cheon's ankle. Baek Cheon, who almost stumbled and fell, desperately balanced and bit his teeth.

If it was a real sword, my ankle was just severed. It's over because it's a wooden sword, not a real sword.

On the contrary, however, he is not even allowed the freedom to lose because it is not the real sword.

Why can't I even reach it?'

Why?

I've been trying so hard!

Screaming!

Jin Geum Ryong's sword, which flew back, struck Baek Cheon on the other thigh.

Almost a bone-breaking shock. I was momentarily distraught, but I didn't even groan, let alone scream. He slaps the floor with a wooden sword and throws himself forward with the recoil.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His sword hits Jin Geum Ryong's head. A simple blow that excluded change, but it was as fast and as sharp.

"Slow."

However, Jin Geum Ryong completely nullified Baek Cheon's stroke by taking a step sideways and twisting his body.

Screaming!

Jin Geum Ryong's sword hits Baek Cheon on the left shoulder.

The flesh bursts out and the blood rises.

"Gasp."

One more attack to complete the beemoos perfectly. But Jin Geum Ryong didn't finish and stepped back.

Then he looked down at Baek Cheon with an arrogant expression.

"Oops."

Baek Cheon raised himself again with one hand on the floor.

"……."

eyes shot with blood

Overlapped with pain, but determined eyes glower at Jin Geum Ryong.

"Whoa?"

Jin Geum Ryong looks at Baek Cheon as if he's surprised.

"Hard to stand still, the spite is still alive."

Jin Geum Ryong holds up the sword and points at Baek Cheon.

"But that's it. You can't cut a hem of my clothes for the rest of your life."

"……why?"

"What a poor understanding. That's what I told you."

Jin Geum Ryong looked around and opened his mouth.

"That means there's a big difference between you and our Jongnam. Hwasan's Muhakness is no match for Jongnam's Muhakness. A hundred years! A thousand years later!"

It was a very arrogant declaration.

But no one could refute what Jin Geum Ryong said. Even Hawasan's mundos, who heard this haughty sound, could not bring themselves to shout out their anger, biting their lips.

Hyun Jong closes his eyes while watching the scene.How far do you think you have to go?'

Who can understand his situation where he cannot even commit any punishment even though he is just a great student of a literary group, uttering such arrogant words?

'Good men.'

Forgive me for my sins.

However, Jin Geum Ryong's arrogance did not stop there.

He smiled at Baek Cheon.

"If you want to catch up with me right now, you'd better leave Hawaii right now. There is no future here. The only thing left in the ruined literary circle is ridicule."

Baek Cheon clenched his teeth.

"I am a disciple of……Hwasan."

"Well, that's great, a man would do that's what he should do. But...."

Jin Geum Ryong takes the sword and floods Baek Cheon.

Baek Cheon tried somehow to stop the flying sword, but his arm stopped moving.

Furbuck! Furbuck!

Baek Cheon, who was beaten by a dozen people at once with the sound of a large leather drum, finally falls down.

Crying.

Jin Geum Ryong, who glanced back at the unconscious Baek Cheon, smiled, twisting his mouth.

"I'm not going to let that slide. Oh, no. Is it a little late to talk?"

With a fishy smile, Jin Geum Ryong lightly recovered the wooden sword. Then he rode over the fallen Baek Cheon and headed to his camp.

Defeat

It was a perfect defeat.

"The death penalty!"

"Shooting!"

Only then did the disciples of Hawasan, who came to their senses, run out to the curb.

"Household, private!

"Don't mess with me!"

"……."

Baek Sang, who carefully hugged the unconscious Baek Cheon, bowed his head in silence for a moment. Then he soon turns into a grimly distorted face.

"This isn't too much!"

Jin Geum Ryong, who was returning to his place, turned his head and looked at Baek Sang.

"What's so bad about it?"

"It's a dagger! How can you hurt your opponent so much when you're working?"

"Bimura... ..so isn't it over?"

"……What?"

Jin Geum Ryong put a sneer in his mouth.

"If I had heard the truth, what would he have done by now?"

"……."

"I was able to save my life because it was empty. Don't you think so?"

"How dare you...…."

"Don't be so angry."

"……."

Jin Geum Ryong said with a grin.

"I'm pretty embarrassed, too. I didn't think you'd be that weak. I thought it would block a little. I apologize for that."

The people bit their lips until they bleed.

A perfect defeat.

And a far-over-the-top taunt.

The heart collapses and the blood rises upside down. If I could, I would like to bring him to heaven.

But there was nothing Baek Sang could do now.

"Bring the death penalty to the infirmary! Right now!"

"Yes!"

Baek Sang pulled out a wooden sword as the priests ran with Baek Cheon in their arms.

"Let's see if it's the sword of the noble Jong-nam."

"There's nothing you can't do. Letter."

"Yes, death penalty!"

"Treat me."

"Yes, sir!"

Jong Seo-han entered the smoke range with a smile.

Looking at him leisurely walking out, Baek Sang grabbed the wooden sword.

Contrary to the increasingly unarmed atmosphere, the crowd's atmosphere was very cordial.

"It's great."

"Baek Cheon was stronger than I thought. But Jin Geum Ryong's achievement is beyond expectations."

"He's a good fit for the word 'Seomseo First.' And Jongnam, who has such a person as his disciple, is also worthy of the Seomseo First Munpa.""You mean this. Hahahaha."

Hwang Munnyak has a stiff look on his face.

This is why merchants are.'

Should I say homophobic?

One man is carried away in a disastrous manner, and no one cares about that fact. There is no one to blame for seeing too much hands.

A matter of course, of course.

They only care about Jin Geum Ryong and Jongnam's power and how to roll the money.

Hwang Munnyak is not much different from them either, but I couldn't hide my disgust with them at this moment.

This is such a disastrous defeat.'

Baek Cheon과 Jin Geum Ryong.

Despite the confrontation between Hwasan and Jongnam representatives, it was not one-sided, which resulted in embarrassing results.

Until the end, Baek Cheon couldn't even touch Jin Geum Ryong's hem.

If the Hwajong branch goes on like this until the end, Hawasan will not regain his old reputation by any means.

No, it is likely that the downfall will accelerate further. Because no one will admit to wasan.

No matter how much money Huang Munnyak throws in, it's irreversible. It was nothing short of a death sentence.

What the hell are you thinking?'

I thought there would be a right strategy to attract people with confidence and open the door. But now even that is beginning to become suspicious.

"Am I overestimating the small stamp too much?'

Hwang Munnyak's eyes were fixed on Chung-Myung.

"……Will private accommodation be okay?"

"You're not gonna be okay."

"Are they hurt a lot?"

"I'm hurt a lot."

"……."

Chung-Myung's lukewarm response eventually leads to Yoon-jong's slightly angry face.

"No matter how bad the relationship is, that's your private residence. Did you really say that you didn't mind when your private residence was so devastated?"

"Calm down, death penalty."

"Dude!"

"Calm down, I told you."

Yoon-jong slightly disagreed with Chung-Myung's voice that had subsided. It is different from Chung-Myung's usual reaction.

"Then you thought you'd win?"

"……."

Yoon-jong bit his lips.

I didn't want to win. But... I thought I would save face at least. Baek Cheon receives all of Hwasan's expectations.

Maybe the reason why Yoon-Jong is so excited now is because of the fact that Baek Cheon was injured and that he lost so horribly.

"You mean the gap with Jong Nam was this wide?'

Old file rooms, old file rooms, but in Hwasan the disciples didn't feel so great about it. They used to belong to old file rooms, too.

It is now collapsed, but if poetry and effort are combined, it is believed that there is a possibility that it will someday compete against the old file room.

But the walls of the old file room were higher and larger than they thought.

Chung-Myung smirks.

"If you think you can do everything by trying, there's no one in the world who's not a master. It's not about trying, it's about how you try."

"……."

"Look, look carefully from now on. All of his students will lose."

"Everything?"

"No one deserves to win. No, there's one...…, apparently he won't go out."

Yoon-Jong hardened his face.

At the Hwajong Branch last time, Lee Dae-dae's achievements were two draws and eight losses.

It's a disastrous performance.

By the way, don't you mean we won't even get a draw this time?

"……I'm losing like this."

It's miserable like this way to go.

But then Chung-Myung opens his eyes wide and looks at Yoon-Jeong.

"Who's going to lose?"

"Huh? Did you just...…."

"That's a high school student!"

"……."

Chung-Myung blinked his eyes."How dare the Jongnamites go back to victory in Wasan? With whose permission?  As long as I keep my eyes open, I'll never see you like that! I can't even see the dirt in my eyes!"

"……."

"So warm up. Maybe we should do something more flashy."

"No, the……."

It was then.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

In a hurry, Yoon-jong turned his head. It was not long before Baek Sang came into his eyes, lying brutally on the floor.

Jong Seo-han kicked Baek Sang who fell down.

"I think we can still fight."

"Uhhhhhhh.

"All I do is talk."

Jong Seo-han gives Baek Sang a glimpse, raises his head and looks at his students. Then he made arsenic as if to say hello.

Chung-Myung's mouth opened.

"No, but is that him?"

"Hold it!"

The three great disciples rushed in and held Chung-Myung and stretched.

Looking at it, I laughed as if I was dumbfounded.

"You're looking at all sorts of things. Anyway, it's an unknown door."

"Oh, what?

Chung-Myung's eyes slightly flip.

"Let's see how long the laughter lasts in the mouth."

I took a picture of you.

It's too late to regret it!