The Shaolin hall had fallen silent.
‘That…’
‘Peng family…’
The crowd, preparing to cheer, were also at a loss for words at the sight in front of them.
It wasn’t so shocking that a disciple of Mount Hua had defeated the Peng family’s Peng Dowan.
Hadn’t they already shown their skills yesterday? Many of those gathered had already expected a triumphant victory.
Still, no one could speak because of what happened on stage,it was that shocking.
It wouldn’t have been so shocking if Baek Cheon had just blown the guy off the stage with a single hit, but he hadn’t done that. Instead, he had elected to beat his opponent like a dog.
Of course, only one thought ca to their minds as they watched this scene unfold.
‘Is Mount Hua really that strong?’
‘The Peng Dowan of the Peng family was one-sidedly beaten?’
When the disciples of Mount Hua had taken down their opponents with a single blow, it felt like they were watching a drama, so they could laugh and enjoy it, but this was only rubbing it in all of their faces, and it felt much more different to watch.
Baek Cheon took down his opponent with perfect skills. No one could deny that.
When they saw Peng Dowan trembling on the floor, foaming in the mouth, a sense of reality seed to crash down on them all.
“Isn’t Mount Hua winning it all?”
“Eh… but, they are the most reputable ones, the Nine Great sects and…”
“Isn’t the one lying down from one of the Five Great Families?”
“Uh, right.”
Now slowly, people began to feel the pressure. Perhaps the upward-blowing winds of Mount Hua weren’t going to end as simple gusts.
“Their reactions aren’t what I thought they would be,” said Baek Cheon, approaching Chung Myung.
“I think I showed them what we could do.”
“Kuahah.”
Chung Myung laughed at that,
“Our Dong-Ryong has grown up so much. Now you preach too!”
Baek Cheon’s eyes twitched at his comnts.
“You grew out of being an annoying pimple.”
“Is that sothing to be proud of?”
“… not proud of.”
Baek Cheon coughed slowly and cooled his red face,
“But it is quieter than I thought it would be? Did I do sothing wrong?”
“Wrong?”
Chung Myung glanced around. The eyes of the shocked people were all focused on the disciples of Mount Hua.
Seeing their reactions, he smiled.
‘Right, it can’t end with just smiling and having fun.’
They had to see it clearly with their own eyes; they had to witness just how strong Mount Hua was. Just how outstanding its disciples were.
Everything they witnessed would spread through their mouths and to the world.
‘Kuak! To see this day co.’
Chung Myung looked around. The past years flew through his mind.
‘I did… I think I might have a nosebleed!’
When he thought of the ti when he had first co back, he wept like the Yangtze river.
Didn’t he go against those idiots who weren’t even proper bandits? Didn’t he suffer coming all the way here?
Thus, the disciples of Mount Hua could be said to be dignified warriors now. Chung Myung raised his head and looked toward the sky.
’Sahyung! Sect leader sahyung! Are you watching? How far I have co!
So, complint !’
-You are a long way off, you bastard!
No, you old man!
Chung Myung rolled his eyes.
You are supposed to praise us when we do sothing good! Do you want to ignore the kids? These kids will grow older than the old Mount Hua…
“Uh?”
Chung Myung titled his head.
Grow?
‘For real?’
Had the disciples of today overtaken the ones of yesterday?
No.
Although the current Mount Hua was gaining montum, considering its heyday when it was called the Plum Blossom Sect, they were still a ways away.
But if a comparison was done with just the disciples of that ti and now.
‘Would these ones win?’
Chung Myung tilted his head.
No matter how much he thought, he didn’t think it would be an easy fight.
It was clear that Mount Hua, at the ti, was the sect that had fought for the position of the best in the world. Except for Chung Myung, who was ranked amongst the top five warriors, the others didn’t leave a mark. But still, they had great disciples.
Compared to now…
Right, Wudang!!
It could be said that the current Wudang position was similar to the position of Mount Hua in the past.
Of course, their second-class disciples at that ti were stronger than the Wudang disciples now, but!
‘But, didn’t our kids also beat up the disciples of Wudang?’
Doesn’t that an they were at a good level?
Chung Myung thought of the second-class disciples when he was the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, compared them to the current-day disciples, and slightly opened his mouth.
‘Waw, these ones win?’
Actually, it wasn’t that unusual.
He went through so many hardships, fed them, carefully trained them, and all the while, Chung Myung didn’t ss with his own training.
It would only be weirder if they weren’t stronger than the disciples of the past.
Chung Myung glanced at Baek Cheon.
‘Isn’t this guy stronger than my sahyung too?’
Maybe their suffering had been worthwhile; the strongest Mount Hua of the past was slowly but surely being surpassed.
Once again, Chung Myung admired his own achievents with a warm smile.
But Baek Cheon felt anxious looking at such a smile.
“… why are you looking at like that? You are making anxious.”
“Nothing! Nothing, you are doing so well.”
“… just tell if I did sothing wrong.”
“I am telling you, you are doing fine.”
“It is more strange when you say such things!”
Chung Myung, who was pulled out of his warm emotions, blinked his eyes.
“No, why act like this when I complint you?”
“It is because you are doing weird shit!”
“You!”
In the end, Chung Myung and Baek Cheon fought, making the other disciples co to separate them.
On the other hand, the sect leaders of the other sects who were watching this, sighed.
‘How is this happening?’
‘The blade technique of the Peng family is perfect. And to break it down with just brute force?’
If the crowd paid attention to the details, then the sect leader would pay attention to the process.
The Hebei Peng family.
A prestigious family sect recognized for their blade techniques centered around the heaviness of swords.
Their ferocious movents had always been the subject of attention. However, the disciples of Mount Hua, who were all known to use a sharp and thin sword, cut it down with force.
That thick and heavy blade! It was sothing that could be said to decimate opponents twice as strong as the disciple if they received the attack head-on.
‘What kind of training needs to be done to make such a thing possible!’
‘Baek Cheon. Baek Baek Cheon was it?.’
The disciples of Mount Hua were showing amazing skills, but Baek Cheon seed different. It was at this mont the na of not just Chung Myung, but Baek Cheon also entered the minds of the sect leaders.
‘Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon Chung Myung. Righteous Sword of Hua, Baek Cheon’
One strong person, let alone two, it would be difficult to find even one of these geniuses in any sect.
The faces of the sect leaders began to get even more serious when they once again confird the force of Mount Hua. No matter how much they thought, it was hard to co up with a person in their sect who could show force like Baek Cheon.
In other words, if the limit was just second and third-class disciples, it ant that Mount Hua was standing on par with the other sects.
And they all looked at Hyun Jong.
“Hmm.”
Weird.
Until a while ago, they didn’t mind Hyun Jong of Mount Hua sitting behind them.
But when things changed, other things changed too.
‘I feel like I am being watched from behind.’
Him being behind them, only made them uncomfortable since they couldn’t watch his expression.
“Congratulations, Sect leader. If this or that child becos the sect leader, Mount Hua will have a bright future.”
Zhao Gai, the elder from the Beggars Union, who ca as a substitute for the sect leader, said with a smile.
“Thank you.”
“No. No. Seeing how many talented people are coming from the sect, it looks like the bad tis of Mount Hua has co to an end.”
“That is too much but…”
Hyun Jong smiled and continued,
“As much as those children are, I am confident enough that I will not be ashad of putting them out into the world.”
“Ohhh.”
Hyun Jong’s face slightly twitched.
‘T-this isn’t easy.’
He felt like his stomach was clenching as he tried to speak.
What?
Embarrassed?
‘Well, I am!’
This wasn’t his normal character.
‘Now that we are second to none in terms of skills, I need to have the sect leader…’
Seeing Baek Cheon and Chung Myung screaming at each other, he sighed.
‘I asked them to grow up healthy.’
Didn’t they grow up too healthy though?
And does growing up healthy an you need to ruin everything other than health…
“Congratulations, Sect Leader.”
Tang Gunak said with a smile.
‘I understand your heart, Sect Leader.’
He could.
Hyun Jong was feeling his eyes sting.
Zhao Gai smiled,
“With this force, it won’t take long for Mount Hua to reclaim its forr glory.”
“We are still a long way off.”
“Long way off. Look at those kids, it shouldn’t take too long. Hahaha. I am worried that the ti when the Nine Great Sects becos known as the ten is soon to co.”
The faces of the other sect leaders went stiff at that. This was such a sensitive topic for them, so hiding their emotions had to be a priority.
“Hehee. I feel like I did it again. My sect leader did tell to shut my mouth.”
Zhao Gai smiled.
‘That old raccoon…’
There was no way soone like Zhao Gai would make mistakes. This was a mockery of the sect leaders out there with him.
“Ahem!”
“Khem!”
Coughs could be heard from all around.
What was more uncomfortable was that the words said weren’t false either.
It was crazy now, and what could just two kids do?
But…
What if these kids grew old and led Mount Hua in the future?
‘That cannot be ignored.’
Heo Do Jinin’s eyes sunk low.
What he wanted the most was to catch up with the Shaolin of his ti.
So what did this an?
‘Mount Hua is a threat to Wudang.’
In the past, Mount Hua and Wudang were competing not just for being called the best sword sect, but the best sword sect in the world.
And people considered Wudang to be better than Mount Hua, but despite that, Mount Hua was like a thorn under their feet each ti they wanted to move up.
‘It seems like we need to take special actions.’
The eyes of the sect leaders all felt heavy.
Chachacha!
“….”
Chachacha!
“…”
Baek Cheon was frowning.
“Chung Myung.”
“Um?”
“… it seems like you have been eating non-stop since we ca here.”
“Want one?”
Chung Myung held a moon cake that he was eating toward Baek Cheon.
“I am not saying that!”
Chung Myung smiled,
“Normally, when seeing sothing like this we should eat right? And if we have to fight well, we need to eat well and be strong.”
Why do you have to be stronger?
You are already the kind who would kick a healthy kid in the face, making him eat only soft foods for the next few months.
“Well, a lot of people are watching, shouldn’t you show them your decent side?”
“Now?”
“… honestly, it does feel late, but there is a saying that it’s better now than never.”
“Tch, my sasuk seems to have too much ti on his hands.”
Chung Myung smiled as he looked at the fights happening,
“But sasuk, it isn’t going to always be a situation where you can relax like now. The real deal will co out later today.”
“Uh?”
It was then.
Kwaang!
A huge sound.
All the disciples of Mount Hua turned to one side.
A man in a white robe with a huge sword was looking down at his opponent with an arrogant expression.
On the other side was a man with a shattered expression looking up at him in shock.
“Oh! Namgung Family’s Breaking Mountain Sword!”
“Right! As expected of the Namgung Family Sect!”
The man in a white robe was looking at Baek Cheon and Chung Myung.
“Breaking Mountain Sword…”
Baek Cheon groaned.
Cutting the sword of an opponent was difficult and such a cruel thing to do. Because it showed the difference in their skills.
Moreover, Namgung’s Do Wei was looking at Chung Myung and Baek Cheon like he had lost interest in his opponent.
“It1 is fun, that one.”
Chung Myung chuckled,
“Look. Didn’t I say that the real deal would co out today?”
“… from now?”
Chung Myung shrugged,
“Shaolin must have a plan, they must have delayed the main characters of each sect for the sake of drama.”
Baek Cheon rolled his eyes.
Conversely, it ant that Shaolin thought of Mount Hua as a sect that would get beaten from the start.
“Now, look there.”
“Uh?”
“A familiar face, right?”
Baek Cheon’s face went stiff.
“Southern Edge’s Jin Geum-Ryong!”
The figure of Jin Geum-Ryong walking out of the sparring circle caught Baek Cheon’s eyes.
‘Hyung…’
Baek Cheon bit his lip without realizing it.
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