return of Mount Hua Sect MTL - chapter 265

Ch 265

Chapter 265: 265

Like this.

As the tea was poured into the cup, a mild, non-stimulating scent spread through the room.

It is a scent that goes well with Shaolin.

Ambassador Bop Jeong, the head of Shaolin’s room, smiled as he pushed his glass forward.

“I don’t know if you’d like the tea.”

Hyun Jong bowed his head as if he was ecstatic.

“It’s a car that the head of the room pours for me, so is there a car that doesn’t suit my taste?” This is the first time I’ve ever received such a luxury.”

Bop Jeong shakes his head still.

“A car is just a car. Neither the emperor nor Yangmin are the same car. Let’s eat comfortably.”

“Yes, thank you.”

Hyun Jong picked up the glass and looked around.

Unlike Shaolin’s jaw-dropping view, the room where the director stayed was so shabby that it was shabby.

‘Well.’

Bop Jeong doesn’t look so great either.

Unlike the enormous name of Shaolin’s room master, the person in front of him does not feel any special energy.

Except for the dignity of Hwangpo-ri, which is worn by Hwangpo-ri, it is only a common old monk.

But that’s why I couldn’t help but admire this person more.

This is because I know how hard it is to sit in a high position and put down the dignity that the position gives me.

You’re the one who deserves to take the heavy role of Shaolin’s room leader.’

Hyun Jong looked at Bop Jeong in admiration.

Then Bop Jeong put down the teacup and said.

“You’ve had a hard time coming a long way.”

Every word has a softness.

“How dare we, from the island, be so far away from those who come from so far away? Thank you for accepting my sudden greeting request.”

Bop Jeong looked at Hyun Jong and smiled. The eyes are filled with wrinkles.

“It’s something I’m grateful for. I thought I’d definitely meet the long-distance writers when they arrive, but strangely, no one came to see me first. The writer saved my face.”

Hyun Jong smiled bitterly.

How come no one wants to face Shaolin Bangjang? I just don’t dare to ask for it first because I feel pressured.

Hyun Jong also made a suggestion without much expectation, but he was embarrassed to be seated so suddenly.

“Do…….”

Bop Jeong looked at Hyun Jong quietly and started his luck.

“I’ve heard recently that Hwasan is in a very good mood. Hye Bang who went to Hwasan was very impressive.”

“Haha…….”

I’m sure it was impressive.

Since I saw Chung-Myung.

“It’s a good thing. I used to be heartbroken that Hwasan, the world’s prestigious and checker, was losing his power, and I can see how bright his future is when I see him in this long. Amitabha Buddha.”

Bop Jeong memorized Do-ho and lowered his head slightly.

Hyun Jong was also slightly surprised and joined forces.

“I heard that Hwasan did well in the Hwajong branch. Jang Moon-in had a hard time indeed.”

“I’m ashamed. How could that be my credit? Thanks to the efforts of the children in the text.”

Bop Jeong’s eyes, which sink transparently, sweeps Hyun Jong.

“Long-Written.”

“Yes, sir. Go ahead.”

“If we do well in this tournament, it’s clear that Hwasan’s momentum will rise even further.”

“I hope so.”

“But be careful.”

What do you mean watch out?

A little sudden and mysterious, Hyun Jong looked at Bop Jeong without answering.Old Seung said with a low sigh.

“People are such a pity. There are only a few people who can fully accept the joy of others as their own. Most have a mind of timing and jealousy.”

“…….”

“Hwasan may also be subject to such questions, so please be careful.”

Hyun Jong coughed low in the air. And I looked at Bop Jeong with a soft smile.

“Thank you very much for your words. But Hwasan hasn’t been on the rocks enough to get the Tamunite period yet.”

“Well.”

“So let’s put that worry aside and focus on getting good results in this tournament for now.”

“I think I shouldn’t have worried about it.”

Watching Bop Jeong, who memorizes dislikes in a low manner, Hyun Jong straightened himself.

“It’s a hell of a breakthrough.’

But what he’s seeing right now will never be everything.

Shaolin’s long gatekeeper, who leads the millennium sori, is never a place for ordinary people to take over.

Perhaps even at this moment, Bop Jeong must be evaluating Hyun Jong separately.

I don’t know what kind of grades I’ll get.

“At least you have to keep your eyes on it.’

That way, you’ll feel a little more comfortable when you have something to face to face.

Hyun Jong was about to say something else.

“Well.”

Feeling the noise outside, Hyun Jong and Bop Jeong turned their heads slightly.

Unlike Hyun Jong’s slight frown, Bop Jeong was just a calm face.

“It’s none of your business.”

“…Yes?”

Bop Jeong smiles brightly.

“When people get together this much, there are big and small accidents. Most of the time it’s not a big deal, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

However, Hyun Jong’s face turned white at the end of the story.

Accident?

Big and small accidents?

Bop Jeong tilts his head as his expression looks unusual.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Ha… ha ha. That’s…….”

Hyun Jong was a very good self-objective person. And his self-objectification applies not only to himself but also to Hwasan.

No matter how many people are gathered here…….’

Once you say accident, you can’t think without Hwasan, can you?

Are there any other gatekeepers in the middle of Shaolin in the world’s Shaolin?

‘No way.’

Hyun Jong sprang up from his seat.

“Long-written man?”

When Bop Jeong gave a questionable look, Hyun Jong flinched and said awkwardly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m so curious about what happened out there…….”

“Oh……, then.”

Bop Jeong looked down at the door and said low.

“Gongsim.”

A cautious voice is heard immediately outside the door.

“Yes, a long writer.”

“What’s going on out there?”

“…It looks like the students of the other faction who visited the headquarters collided.”

“Well.”

Bop Jeong had a bitter smile.

I was determined that accidents would be inevitable from the time I gathered the vigorous ones.

But from the first day of opening the door, there are bold people who cause trouble.

“Which door father is it?”

“It’s Haenam and Hwasan.”

“Yes, Haenam and…….”

Yes?

“…where?”

“It’s Haenam and Hwasan.”

“Hwasan. 그래 Hwasan…….Hwasan…….”

Bop Jeong’s head went up slightly.

“…….”

Hyun Jong, who made eye contact with him, flinched.

“…….”

At the moment, there was an awkward air like hell.

Even the world’s Shaolin chief Bop Jeong didn’t know what to say.”Well, I guess I’ll have to go quickly.”

“Oh…….”

“Well, then!”

Hyun Jong rushed out.

Bop Jeong, who reached for him reflexively, smiled in vain and stole his hand back. Then I slowly lifted myself up.

‘Hwasan.’

Aren’t they really full of beans?

“Goyanji.”

I thought I should go there myself.

Bop Jeong, who smiled bitterly, slowly left the room.

* * *

“…What did he just say?”

Do you want me to crawl all the way to Haenado?

“Huh?”

Kwak Hwan-so, one of the two great disciples of Haenampa, looked at Baek Cheon, unable to hide his absurdity.

Looking at Baek Cheon, who is crossing his arms with a sword on the floor, I felt like I was getting emotional from my stomach.

It was enough words and actions to upset him.

What even made Kwak Hwan-so even angrier was that Baek Cheon, with his arms crossed so cheekily, seemed rather cool.

“That white-looking guy!’

As a confident Haenam sea man, it was unacceptable that he looked great.

Yeah, I’d rather have that copper-colored… back there.….

“…Are you guys on a boat?”

“What?”

“Oh, no.”

Kwak Hwan-so tilted his head unconsciously.

Why do those meats smell like rough sea men?

At that time, a voice came rushing from behind.

“The death penalty.”

“Hmm.”

Kwak Hwan-so, who came to his senses only then, raised his voice with a nervous impression.

“The mouths of the ruined gatekeepers are alive. Normally, I wouldn’t have left you alone, but this time I’m especially……”

At that moment, Baek Cheon raised his hand slightly to block Kwak Hwan-so’s words.

“…what is it?”

When Kwak Hwan-so, who was suddenly interrupted, crumples his face and asks, Baek Cheon says with a sour face.

“The Haenams seem to fight with their mouths, but Hwasan fights with his sword. If you’re going to go at it, just go at it, or just go. I don’t have a hobby of catching and hitting people who run away.”

“…but this bastard?”

As the angry Kwak Hwan-so was about to jump forward, his hands, which stretched out from the left and right, grabbed him urgently.

“The death penalty!”

“Don’t forget where we are.”

“Yikes!”

Kwak Hwan-so stared at Baek Cheon with blood in his eyes.

‘f*cking bastards. If it weren’t for Shaolin.’

No matter how much they were disciples of Haenam, there was no gall to use the Tamun faction and the sword in Shaolin’s compound.

“You’re lucky. If it wasn’t for Shaolin, you’d be dead by now.”

“Oh, you’re running away? Yes, of course. Either way.”

Kwak Hwan-so, whose anger soared to the top of his head due to Baek Cheon’s sarcastic remarks, trembled.

Then he growled, grinding his teeth to break.

“These beggars don’t even know the subject!”

Watching him roaring like an angry boar, Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol sighed.

You’re at the point of scratching people now.’

He’s the one who’s learned from watching.’

All of Hwasan’s students admired Baek Cheon, who smashes Kwak Hwan-so’s rationality with his blunt words.

‘Yes, by the time you’re Hwasan’s great student, you’re not going to lose with your mouth.’

On the other hand, Kwak Hwan-so, who is losing with his mouth, almost went crazy because he couldn’t even reach the top of his head.

Hwasan파.

Munpa, who used to be an old file room. Now, it is a literary faction that has fallen and is deprived of its place in Haenam.

But don’t they dare provoke Haenam?

The priest’s voice came to him who couldn’t stand his anger.”You have to put up with it. Death penalty, they’re gonna be humiliated and gone anyway. We don’t even have to use our hands. Won’t the writer be angry when he hears that Shaolin beat his students?”

“Well.”

At the priest’s words, Kwak Hwan-so, who was breathing heavily, nodded a moment later.

It’s true that you have a fever, but you shouldn’t cause an accident here. I had an idea of that thought.

“Whoo. Good. Let’s just go this time. But you’d better be careful. If anyone meets us at this competition, they’ll have to be prepared to break a bone. In the Demilitarized Zone, you will experience Haenam’s sword, which you have never tasted here.”

It was the moment when I stared at Baek Cheon with a stern warning and tried to turn away beautifully.

“Who’s going to let you go?”

“……Huh?”

He raised his head slightly.

A man with a grumpy face trudged out of the back there. Then, he stood crooked and spoke in a wistful tone.

“Why aren’t kids so determined these days? It wasn’t like that when I was young. Once we have a fight, let’s go until the last one is standing. Are you going to scratch me with your snout and take me out? That’s how they teach you in Haenam?”

“Huh?”

He looked at Chung-Myung with eyes that Kwak Hwan-so was absurd.

You look like the top three disciples.’

How dare the three greatest disciples come forward in this situation?

“What the hell are you doing?”

“You don’t have to know, son of a b*tc*.”

Kwak Hwan-so opened his eyes at the unexpected verbal abuse.

Chung-Myung grinned at the reaction and released the sword and threw it to the floor.

“What? You can’t use a knife because you’re Shaolin? Then we can punch. Come out. I’ll turn the ugly chin to the other side.”

“This…….”

“Oh, you’re scared, you’re already out of your skin and you’re running away? Why haven’t you heard from me?”

Kwak Hwan-so’s cheeks trembled.

“Death, death penalty.”

“Stop!”

His disinterested eyes now seemed half-witted.

“I know well that this is Shaolin. But what would the people of the world think of us if we were to stand down after all this insults?”

At his words, the priests of Kwak Hwan-so looked around.

Spectators are already gathering. It’s a little embarrassing, but it’s too late to back down. It is impossible to see Haenam running away from Hwasan in front of them.

“Oh, you’re punching me, aren’t you?”

Kwak Hwan-so shook his eyes.

“Even if you can’t win with a sword, you must think it’s worth a try with your bare hands. I’ll let you know that Whasan can’t beat us no matter what. Go back knowing exactly why you were kicked out of the old file room.”

The disciples of Haenampa all put their swords on the floor to pull them together.

Jo-Gol turns his head and looks at Yoon-Jong.

“What do I do?”

“What do I do? What do I do?”

Yoon-jong grinned and put his sword on the floor to pull it.

“I’m going to crush that thing first. What about Hawsan, what about Goofa? I’ll take care of that bastard.”

“…….”

Jo-Gol smiled as he looked at Yoon-Jong, who had already gone blind.

I’m done here.’

There is no one more rational.

Then what can I do?

Jo-Gol has no choice but to throw himself into this trend.

Haenam, who turned off all the swords, and Hwasan’s disciples stared at each other and confronted each other.

Chung-Myung turns his neck a couple of times.”It’s important not to get into trouble. But!”

Chung-Myung blinked his eyes.

“It’s more important to beat up the bastards who swore at him! If you’re not a brute, you can’t stand it when the people who feed you and raise you are cursed!”

It was such a simple but effective incitement. The madness began to grow in the eyes of his disciples.

“Bite it!”

“Oh, oh, let’s break the head!”

Chung-Myung파……. No, Hwasan’s disciples ranted in unison and rushed toward the South Sea.

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