return of Mount Hua Sect MTL - chapter 323

Ch 323

Chapter 323: 323

The sun poured in from outside the window.

Chung-Myung, who had been meditating on his bed since early morning, only opened his eyes when he felt the sun tickling his face.

It’s today.

Looking out of the window, he reached out and lifted the sword beside the bed.

Growl.

Slowly, he pulled out the sword and bounced the sword slightly with his fingertips.

A clear sound rang out. He rose from his bed with a pleasant smile.

“Now, where do you want to go?”

It’s gonna be a fun day.

Very interesting.

Chung-Myung finished washing his face and refined his clothes. I don’t usually pay much attention to this, but it took twice as long as usual to finish all the preparations today.

I don’t really need to prepare for today. I didn’t think about it, but I felt like I should.

After all the preparations, Chung-Myung slowly went downstairs.

Shake shake. Shake shake.

On the first floor, all of Hwasan’s Mundos were already ready and waiting for him.

Chung-Myung, who received everyone’s attention, shrugged.

“You came out early.”

Hyun Young, who heard the flamboyant tone, smiled slightly.

I’m sure you’ll be nervous.’

Just because you’re good doesn’t mean you’re not nervous. Rather, those who have strong skills are more nervous than ordinary people because they think they must accomplish something.

However, Chung-Myung’s face was no different than usual.

“You must have slept well.”

“Yes, I slept soundly.”

Hyun Young nodded with a smile.

‘Oh, my God.’

Looking at that natural face made me feel relaxed. The atmosphere instantly warmed up, perhaps because other Wassan Mundos felt the same way.

Then Hyun Jong opened his mouth quietly.

“Chung-Myung아.”

“Yes, a long writer.”

“You may not like this, but I don’t want you to win.”

Chung-Myung waited silently for Hyun Jong’s next words.

“If you just prove to those who gather here that Hwasan is no longer a doorkeeper to be ignored, that’s enough for me.”

Chung-Myung grinned.

“That’s what it’s gonna be, Jang.”

That was a cool answer. Hyun Jong smiled at him.

‘It’s a weird thing.’

A troublemaker.

The one who always makes a fuss about Hwasan.

But at times like this, he is inevitably the most reliable.

“Come on, then……..”

Hyun Jong looked back at everyone.

It was Chung-Myung who reached the final.

But Chung-Myung didn’t create the situation alone. If other Hwasan’s disciples hadn’t played this well, Chung-Myung would have been considered just a little blue if he had reached the final.

Thanks to Hwasan’s students’ good performance, Chung-Myung’s advance to the finals was able to reach the climax.

Now no one can ignore Hwasan.

‘Hwasan became strong.’

After slightly closing his eyes and calming his mind, Hyun Jong turned his head and looked at the wide open door.

“Stretch your shoulders, everyone.”

“Yes. Long story.”

“The people of the world will be waiting for us. I will try to remember every move and every look in your eyes. So let’s go. Let’s go and show them.”

I can’t even hear my breath.

Everyone was looking at Hyun Jong with will in their eyes. Looking at those sparkling eyes, Hyun Jong smiled unconsciously.

‘The results are not important at all.’

Three years ago, I couldn’t expect this look from these children.But not anymore. Hwasan’s greatest achievement in the competition was “confidence,” not fame or merit.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

Hwasan’s disciples, led by Hyun Jong, proudly stepped out of office.

* * *

“Oh, don’t push me!”

“Who’s not being pushed around here?! Don’t make a big deal and just hang in there!”

“Oh, my God, I’ve never seen so many people together!”

Shaolin was literally bursting out.

It was crowded throughout the competition, but since it was the final today, the number of people seemed to be twice as high as usual.

He is not enough, and the procession of people still flocking to Shaolin has not stopped.

“As expected, isn’t the winner of Shaolin’s Hye Yeon? I still can’t forget the free college ability he showed me. It was so intense!”

The person who heard it rebutted with a frown.

“I don’t know! Hawasan’s Hwasan Sinryong won the victory in the Sagang with just one sword. And wasn’t Hye Yeon hurt by Hwasan’s student? Considering the level of those who made it to the Four Rivers, that Hwasan Sinryong is a powerhouse above Hye Yeon!”

“What kind of skills do you think you’re going to be compared to that? You won’t know until you’ve got to face it!”

“Oh, d*mn it! What the hell are you looking at and saying that with those tiny little eyes?”

“What the hell, man?”

At first, they pretended to be calm and started to grab each other by the collar as they became emotional.

However, people around him didn’t pay attention to him, let alone stop him. Everyone was focused only on when the final began.

In addition, similar things are already happening everywhere, so there’s nothing special.

Shaolin’s atmosphere was almost overheating due to the lack of heat.

Reviews and predictions of winners poured out from place to place. Everyone was enjoying the last arena, talking on their own logic and grounds.

The sun finally rose while people were busy betting on gambling stands, buying food, and spending a raucous time predicting winners.

The time for the final, which Shaolin foretold in advance, has come.

Shaolin, who had been so noisy as to leave, began to be quieter and quiet.

And

“It’s Sorim!

“Here comes the sound!”

“Wow!”

The eyes of the middle class were quickly focused on one place. Those wearing Shaolin’s yellow artillery are walking proudly through the distance.

Those who felt the heavy energy all over shouted with enthusiasm.

“As expected of Shaolin!”

“Sorim is supposed to win anyway!”

“The chief leads Shaolin himself!”

Despite the outpouring of cheers, Shaolin officials did not lose any step.

For many years, Shaolin has been defending the northern head of the river. How could no one have challenged them for so long, and how could there have been no ups and downs?

But Shaolin overcame all the challenges and all the ups and downs. That’s why all of Kangho’s Dongdo recognizes and respects Shaolin as the world’s most important group.

Trust was young in the eyes of those who looked at Shaolin.

Whasan’s challenge is strong, but today, Shaolin will eventually win. And Shaolin will once again imprint the world’s best civil servant.

The trusted eyes turned to Shaolin and Hye Yeon, who was walking from among them.But soon the cheer was overshadowed by another one.

“It’s Hwasan!”

“Hwasan is coming! It’s the Hwasan Divine Dragon!”

“Hwasan, the world’s first question!”

The cheer was much louder than it had been pouring into Shaolin.

Of course, of course.

Most people don’t like a fixed system. I always want a new wind of change to blow up.

Even if the transformation did not come to an end, those who created a new wave were bound to receive support and support.

Now here, Hwasan was the symbol of that novelty.

Shaolin. And Goofilebang and Oh Dae-se.

They represent a system of power that has been around for hundreds of years. Hwasan was a challenger of the old and dull system.

Tired of the old rule of the old file room, everyone cheered for Hwasan.

In a huge group called Kangho, Goofilebang and Oh Daesega are only a handful. Therefore, those who don’t belong in the handful have no choice but to support Hwasan.

“Hwasan the Dragon! Bring Shaolin down!”

“Push the old man’s nose flat!”

“Sweep up those f*cking dorks!”

Wearing a central non-stage, Shaolin and Hwasan were slowly walking along an open road from side to side. Shouts poured out on them from all sides.

Yoon-Jong looked around and swallowed dry saliva as he moved.

Jo-Gol asked with a curious eye as his steps became a little slow.

“What’s wrong, death penalty?”

“No, no, no, no, no.….”

Yoon-Jong said with an awkward smile.

“Isn’t it strange? How could Hassan be cheered by so many people.”

“…….”

Jo-Gol also shut up at the words.

It’s weird.

Yeah, it’s weird.

Only a few years ago, Hwasan was a forgotten clique in people’s memory. Even Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol, who had entered Hawsan and were learning the sword, had no hope of his resurrection.

I was just trying to protect the relationship because it was led by fate.

But now, Hwasan has become a threshold for the world.

This pouring cheer just seemed like a lie.

That’s when it all started.’

Jo-Gol recalled Chung-Myung’s first appearance in Hawasan.

That little scruffy kid. Looking around Jo-Gol’s room, looking like it was going to break.

Jo-Gol soon looked up at Chung-Myung’s back.

Not a very wide back.

But that back is now leading everyone in Hwasan.

Who would have imagined this day would come?

When I decided to follow Chung-Myung’s lead, I didn’t think I’d be able to come this far.

“The death penalty.”

“Hm?”

“…nothing.”

“How bland.”

Yoon-Jong smiled lightly.

I don’t need to hear what Jo-Gol wants to say. But it won’t be easy to put it into words. Yoon-Jong is also filled with passion and it’s hard to connect words.

“The death penalty is, Chung-Myung, where the hell is he going?”

“…I don’

Yoon-Jong looked at Chung-Myung again.

How far is it……. No one will ever know that.

But I can be sure of only one thing.

“No matter how far he goes, no matter what world he walks, we will be next to him.”

Jo-Gol nods quietly at Yoon-Jong’s words.

Okay.

Not only will they be with Chung-Myung, but also with Hwasan will be with them.

It was not long before Chung-Myung looked up on stage, looked up. Baek Cheon, who was walking next to him, opened his mouth with a calm face.”Chung-Myung아.”

“Hm?”

“I don’t think that’s what I’m going to say right now, but…….”

“Well…….”

Baek Cheon smiled a subtle smile.

“I have never thought that there would be anyone who could outsmart you from the day you beat me.”

“…what?”

“So…….”

Baek Cheon nodded heavily and said quietly.

“Come back after proving that I’m not wrong.”

Chung-Myung was about to say something, but Yoo-Esul came up from behind. Then he reached out to his head.

“Huh?”

Tap, tap.

She, who tapped Chung-Myung’s head twice, nodded.

“Win.”

“…….”

Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol also came up and rubbed Chung-Myung’s shoulders.

“I can do it. Chung-Myung아.”

“It doesn’t make sense for you to lose!”

Dang-Soso, Baek Sang, Yeomjin and other celadon boats all came and patted him on the shoulder.

“Win and come back.”

“I believe.”

“I can’t imagine you losing. Of course I’m going to win!”

At all those actions, Chung-Myung laughed dumbfoundedly.

“No, these guys…….”

However, he soon closed his mouth when he saw everyone’s eyes.

Just eyes full of faith.

An unshakable eye of trust.

Did he ever get this look?

“…….”

Of course, the former Hwasan trusted him. No one doubted his ability alone.

But these eyes are a little different from then. trust beyond one’s ability It is a look full of respect for those who lead them.

“…Gosh.”

Chung-Myung shook his head.

“Well, you’re making a big deal out of nothing.”

Then he turned back and looked at the rain.

“Wait here.”

The eyes of the Hwasan disciples were fixed on his profile, but he no longer turned to them.

“Hwasan will be the best when he comes back.”

However, with a calm declaration, he started walking straight toward the non-stage.

‘I feel a little strange.’

His head kept trying to face back, but he consciously fixed his eyes forward.

This is not the time to look back.

Long sentence death penalty.

There were times like that happened.

When Cheon Mun walks ahead alone.

At that time, no one in Hwasan would stand by him. Just standing in the back and looking at the leader’s back gives you strength and will.

And now all of Hwasan’s students are looking at Chung-Myung’s back.

The role that Cheon Mun played in the past, now Chung-Myung is playing.

to be heavy

That’s why it’s weird.

Chung-Myung didn’t feel any weight when he fought with the horsemen in anticipation of the whole world.

Of course the enemy was as strong as he could be, and there was a limit to his ability. But the burden Chung-Myung felt then is different from the weight he feels now.

To be trusted by someone.

I never imagined that it would weigh a person so much.

It’s just…

‘That’s not all.’

Push.

Those eyes full of trust were pushing Chung-Myung’s back.

So I’m gonna have to pay him back.

Chung-Myung, who stopped, stared ahead. Hye Yeon was coming up to the stage.

The corners of Chung-Myung’s mouth rolled up slightly.

“You must have washed your neck, octopus head.”

It’s time to turn the world upside down.

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