Chapter - 291 Episode 291. I'm still your wall. (1)

Jin Geum Ryong's sharp eyes were on Isong Baek, returning to Jongnam's camp.

"You're not all that elated, are you?"

"Of course, death penalty."

Anyone here can beat that kid."

"I know."

Jin Geum Ryong glared at Isong Baek with cold eyes.

I don't like it.'

The fact that the elders of Jongnam abandon the swords that they created with all their might and care and cling to the relics of the past, and that they do not seem to listen to them.

There was nothing I liked from one to ten.

If Chung-Myung was a hateful enemy he wanted to knock down at all costs, Isong Baek was a terrible match.

The opposite.

That word suits you the most.

"I don't want to blame you for following the path of your sword. But try not to look ugly."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Go in."

"Yes."

Feeling the sharp eyes of the death penalty on him, Isong Baek sighed low.

It's hard.

In fact, Isong Baek is a dull person.

He was willing to follow his path, but not able to persuade others. All he can do is try and try and prove that this way is right.

However, the path he pursued to achieve Jongnam's sword was a thorny path that had to involve too long and long torture.

Sitting in his seat, he fixed his eyes on Hawasan's camp in the distance.

'What do you think, Chung-Myung's stamp. Am I on the right track?'

An answer that no one gives.

I wanted to hear the answer from that Chung-Myung.

"I'm sorry!"

Dang-Soso turned his waist at right angles.

"An ugly disciple lost to Jongnam. I'll take any punishment."

Baek Cheon coughed low in the air.

I am proud and sorry to see that courage. In times like this, words that can be helpful as a private residence...….

"Soso, I don'…."

Then someone steps forward and pats Dang-Soso on the shoulder.

"Well done! Well done!"

"The death penalty?"

"There are times when you win, times when you lose! If you have to be punished for losing it once, there's no one in the world left who's fine. Straighten your shoulders!"

Dang-Soso opened his eyes wide as he saw Chung-Myung saying uncharacteristically good things.

He can't be like this.

Even when Baek Sang lost, Chung-Myung wasn't the one who was mesmerized by cutting with his tongue.

"Well, are you sure you're okay?"

"Well."

Chung-Myung calmed down as he stared at Dang-Soso.

"Dang-Soso."

"Yes! Death penalty!"

As Chung-Myung's voice went down, Dang-Soso tightened his waist.

"Did you do your best with the sword?"

"……."

Dang-Soso, who had been agonizing for a while, answered with his eyes shining.

"Yes!"

"Yeah, that's enough. Win next time."

"……Yes."

Dang-Soso bit his lower lip.

"Must!"

Chung-Myung smiles.

I thought I picked it up as a bonus.'

Dang-Soso as a test-taker actually didn't expect much. But she was doing better than Chung-Myung thought. It is enough to be praised.

"I think other people are stimulated.'

There was tension in the faces of his disciples, perhaps because the sword shown by Dang-Soso was more than thought. You can't be caught up with the youngest.

Moonpa needs a person who pokes you in the butt. If Dang-Soso could play that role, Hwasan would be stronger.Dang-Soso, who returned to his seat after bowing, slightly faltered when he saw Yoo-Esul.

"Accident. I……"."

"Water."

Yoo-Esul held out the bottle of water he had left beside him to Dang-Soso.

Accepting with a moment's hesitation, Dang-Soso looked at Yoo-Esul with slightly trembling eyes. Yoo-Esul spoke briefly with an expressionless face.

"Good job."

"Really?"

"But the wrist."

"……."

"The use of the wrist is different from using the sword and throwing memorization. If you think more about it, you'll get sharper."

"I'll keep that in mind! Accident!"

"Yeah, sit down."

"Yes!"

A bright-faced Dang-Soso sat next to Yoo-Esul and began to chatter vigorously.

Baek Cheon, who was glaring at the scene, turned his head toward Chung-Myung.

"Chung-Myung아."

"Why?"

"The sword that I just... ... Isong Baek showed me."

"Yes."

"That's what I think.…."

Chung-Myung smirks.

"My colleague grew up a lot. I'll look into that."

"Don't do it."

"Oh, what else do you pull out?"

Chung-Myung stretched his feet and pressed Baek Cheon's sword, which was pulled out of the sword.

And he smiled lightly and continued his words.

"That's what I think."

"As expected."

Baek Cheon looked with serious eyes toward Isong Baek.

It's completely opposite of Hawsan's sword.'

Wasan's sword, so to speak, the sword of attack.

It is the most splendid sword in the world, and the most brilliant sword in the world, attacking each other repeatedly to achieve a complete victory.

Isn't plum-blossom technology considered too modest and too lifeless for a dog's sword?

On the other hand, Isong Baek showed us the perfect sword of defense.

It is a sword that blocks and blocks pouring attacks and seeks victory through perfect defense.

The clash between Dang-Soso and Isong Baek made it clear.

"Hwasan and Jongnam growling for hundreds of years, you didn't think it was just because they were next to each other, did you?"

"……."

"Right?"

"…Let's move on."

Chung-Myung이

'What are you talking about? What are you talking about?'

Baek Cheon coughed in vain when he looked at him.

Oh, this is a bit embarrassing.

Fortunately, Yoon-Jong accepted the words on behalf of Baek Cheon.

"You're saying it's because martial arts is mutual?"

"We have to collide every time because the streets are close and the same old file room, but we can't get along because the crowd is completely opposite. I have to beat him to prove myself right."

"Oh……."

Although there are some ambiguous relationships in old file rooms, few places growl openly like Hwasan and Jongnam. It was a new Yoon-Jong that the bizarre relationship began with the interpretation of the group.

"But that black one only uses Isong Baek. The other disciples of Jongnam...Yeah, they use something like plum blossoms."

"A new sword."

Chung-Myung added something he didn't have to add.

"To bring down Jongnam."

"……But on the surface, that sword looks stronger."

"It's just the outside."

Chung-Myung said firmly.

"Munpa's ignorance is not all about being stronger and weaker. All anarchy is bound to follow one province, or good, that the clique seeks. If you lose the foundation of a literary faction and pursue strength, you will have to give up your strength."

"…So Jong-nam is going to collapse? Just like us."

"Hwasan is lost."

But Jong-nam abandoned himself.

The difference was bound to be greater than expected.

Chung-Myung glances towards Isong Baek."But I don't know. The immediate downfall may be unavoidable, but depending on how well the bird seeds grow, one day the greater than now could grow."

Then he continued in a serious tone.

"What is prosperous is bound to decline one day, and what is bound to rise again one day. It's the world that flows like that."

Then Baek Cheon looked at him with strange eyes.

"You sound like a master, saying that."

"I know."

"It doesn't suit you."

"…These things."

Chung-Myung, about to burst out, grinned and stood up.

"Then I'll go get some other money."

"Oh! Before that."

Jo-Gol raised his hand slightly and asked.

"So what you're saying is that depending on how nice that Isong Baek is to you, what will happen to Jong-nam?"

"I guess so."

"…then I'm screwed."

"It's a defeat. There's no answer."

"Sorrow."

Chung-Myung tilts his head.

"Why?"

"You didn't see the list of matches?"

"What?"

Jo-Gol smiled with a subtle look.

"If you win today, the next opponent is him."

"……."

"In-house Jin Geum Ryong, you're Isong Baek."

"Really?"

"Unfortunately?"

Uh...

That's a real shame.

(Laughs)

* * *

"Everyone did a good job."

Hyun Jong laughed to the fullest.

"Those who lost today will be sad, but don't be disappointed. In your long, long life, this beaming is just a short time passing by."

Like this. Like this way.

"Giggling."

"Hehehehehe!"

"……The loss will hurt your heart, but the wound will further discipline you."

Like this. Like this way.

"Hahaha."

"LOL! LOL!"

"…so don't be disappointed and do your job…"…in the end……."

Gently. Gently. Gently.

"Here's another bag!"

"One more bag!"

"Tue, don't forget to be Hwasan's disciple…"…."

Like this. Like this way.

"Hey, you rotten bastards!"

Hyun Jong threw the fan in his hand at Chung-Myung.

Then Hyun Young, who was next to Chung-Myung, reached out and grabbed the flying fan without looking back. Then he puts it down with his chin on the side.

"Why are you angry again? Long story?

Hyun Jong's face turned red when he looked so calm.

"Can't we count his money somewhere else?"

"We settled down first, but isn't Jang Moon-in here? Long, you have recently become authoritarian."

Hyun Jong's eyes shook.

Did I?

Authoritarianism?

Next to him, Chung-Myung punched his head and added a chime.

"There you are, a frog kicking a tadpole. You're interfering with the money counting! In the past...…!"

"……."

Hyun Jong's shoulders drooped.

Then Baek Cheon approached and grabbed Hyun Jong's shoulders and lightly rubbed them.

"Don't do that, Jang Moon-in. We understand everything."

"……."

But whether Hyun Jong does or not, Hyun Young, Chung-Myung, and Wirip San were literally having a festival.

Each sack is filled with gold, silver, and the hand of sorting and counting slips is swift.

"Hehehehehe! How much is all this?"

"Elders, the money you earn on the commission is no joke!"

"Baek Sang아! Go get another sack! Hahahaha! It's a problem to keep the money!"

"That's my bag! Keep you hands off! My hand is going to fly!"

"You're too hard on me!"

Hyun Jong, who was in the middle of the chaos, wrapped his face tightly with one hand.Doesn't it look like the Heukdo people who made a fortune on the number gambling board are paying for it?'

Looking at the three people counting their money with a mean smile, I couldn't tell whether this was Hwasan's place or Chung-Myung's place.

And…….

Why is he stuck there again?'

Looking at Baek Sang, who is carrying money hard next to Hyun Young, I felt like I could spray fire with my mouth because I couldn't get angry inside.

"Well, on this good day...…."

Today, Hwasan did a great job.

It is unfortunate that there were some defeated students, but he still expressed his gratitude for raising 10 students to the Sixty-Four Rivers.

It is amazing that there are ten students of Hwasan out of the four surviving non-stage events in which all the world's prestigious people participated.

Moreover, it was clear that the plum-blossom technique presented by Hwasan's disciples in today's Bimu left a clear impression on the crowd and the other Munpa.

It's like a double slope with a double slope…….

"…Yes, that's a slope, too. Yeah."

Making money is a slope. Making money.

You've made a fortune, and you're making the viewers feel bad! d*mn it, you bastards!

Hyun Jong took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Anyway, take a good rest today and do your best tomorrow."

"Yes, Jang Moon-in!"

"Eh!"

Hyun Jong turned around as if he didn't want to see him.

Then a quiet conversation came from behind his back.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Tsk tsk tsk. Don't you still know the deep meaning of a long man?"

"What?"

Hyun Jong smiled slightly at Hyun Young's slight scolding of Chung-Myung.

But he's an elder.….

"Isn't it upsetting that you made so much money and didn't even give me your long pocket money? I'll guess that much in advance and give you a decent stab."

"Oh! You're right. I didn't think of that."

"Come on. Tsk tsk."

Hyun Jong flipped his eyes.

"I... I'm an elder for that.….I!'

At that time, Chung-Myung came running and slipped the gold into Hyun Jong's arms.

"Don't let the kids know. A long story."

"……."

"Hehe. Let me know if it's not enough."

"Chung-Myung아."

"What?"

"…Thank you."

"Hehe. Don't mention it. Hehehe."

It was Hyun Jong, who didn't push out the gold that was coming.

No, I don't think I deserve this much.

Don't you think so?