Chapter - 563 Episode 563. Yeah, people should be consistent. (3)

Life is...

What is life...….

Lying on the bed, Im Sobyong stared blankly at the ceiling.

Sometimes when I lay here and look at the ceiling, I feel unbearable pain in the cloudy consciousness, blurred vision, and the cold.

But now....

It's warm.

My body is warm. I felt like I had a new life just because I didn't have to be cold.

Each pattern on the ceiling was so vivid that it seemed to pop out quickly. His body was always full of energy, so I thought I could win even if I wrestled with a bear.

It was a change that I never dreamed of. Literally, it was the realization of what was eagerly and eagerly desired.

But…….

Why do I keep crying?’

Transparent water dripped down from his eyes as he looked up at the ceiling.

'How can a man's fate be so long?'’

As a human being, there is no regret or regret about not having been there in the first place. It is only when what you have disappears that you realize that it is regrettable.

So how great will the sense of emptiness he feels and the sense of despondency he will gain as soon as this energy disappears?

It's a drug.’

The more I thought about it, the more the situation was crazy.

How can you get out of Chung-Myung's grasp when you know this taste?

Im Sobyong was a very self-objective person. I knew better than anyone what I would do if I ran out of medicine and went back to my old body.

"Oops!"

Of all things...

Why did that demon get you...….

Of course, it was Im Sobyong's wish to build a relationship with Chung-Myung.

However, it literally meant that they wanted to form an alliance on the premise of friendship, not a relationship in which one side unilaterally gave up the initiative.

Not even if it was Im Sobyong who gave the initiative.

"If I knew this would happen, I'd be less pretentious at the last minute."’

Im Sobyong sighed as he looked at the ceiling with half-open eyes.

In the midst of all that, why is your body so full of energy...….

"Well, I've really met a demon.

If I had known this, I would have listened to my subordinates who told me not to go to Hwasan. I never thought I'd be humiliated from where I'd come from, kicking them.

"You should die rather than be sick.….Huh?"

Then he frowned at the sudden noise outside.

"What's so loud about?”

Here's a sick man... No, there's a sick man, and people don't have a chance.

With a slight displeasure, he pulled off the blanket.

"Oh, my God!"

But suddenly, the blanket was stuck in the wall. He couldn't control his strength because he suddenly became energetic like a waterfall.

Reflectively looking around, he trudged out leaving the quilt in place.

And

"Kae-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!"

Whoosh!

“…….”

As soon as I opened the door, someone flew in like a shell and stuck in each wall. Im Sobyong blinked his eyes.

Slowly.

Soon the tooth stuck in the wall slipped slowly down and broke down. Wasan's unclothed appearance made him one of his disciples.

'What is it?'

Attack? Who the hell is on Hwasan...….

Im Sobyong, who flinched and confirmed that he had fallen to the floor, looked forward in a hurry.

Both of Hawsan's disciples were frantically wielding swords with blood in their eyes."Ugh! You're going to die! I'm dying!"

"That's not gonna kill me!"

The man who was rushing in with a scary spirit hit the back of his neck sword and bounced off like a kick ball.

Is he dead?

That's how you're supposed to die. Even though it's called a wooden sword, if it fits properly, it breaks the bones and bursts the flesh. Isn't it the same?

Even if it was not a real sword, it would have been polite if he was hit that hard.

There wasn't even one place where the fight broke out.

As I approached, the same thing was happening throughout the training.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shoot! Shoot!

"But this bastard?"

Im Sobyong stood staring blankly at the scene ahead.

'The author must be Baek Cheon, the Hwajeong sword.….’

One of these people, called Hawasan Ogum, is Baek Cheon, who is in charge of the chair. He also performed well in the last World Post-Defense Championships.

He was also certain that one day he would become a long writer of Hwasan.

But.

"Get out of here!"

"Oh, my god!"

Such a magnificent scarred tooth on Baek Cheon's wooden sword rolled on the floor, sprinkling blood. Im Sobyong's body was shaking automatically at the cheerful hitting sound.

But those who rushed to Baek Cheon were not discouraged at all by the sight.

"Stab it!"

"The death penalty, the f*ck! We just need to get one shot right anyway!"

"Get back, get back!"

Those in the same unclothes rushed at Baek Cheon with life. As if they were facing a life-and-death enemy.

And the opponent, Baek Cheon, also kicked and slapped those who rushed as if it were too obvious.

"You're only going to knock me down this much? Ten years away!"

"You're so annoying!"

"What kind of a b*tc* was that? Get out!"

Im Sobyong flung his tongue out in horror as he saw Hwasan's disciples attacking each other with all their might.

'Is this a training?'

You are out of your mind.

Noklim is also famous for its extreme training. Due to the lack of sense of belonging to Munpa and the difficulty of controlling the Mundos, it is necessary to take discipline even in water training.

However, the harsh training of green forests was not like this either. This is a number... Isn't it a way of holding people down?

"I, I……."

At that time, the beaten tooth by a sword wielded by Jo-Gol over there shrugged blood.

"Well, that's a real injury...…!”

But even before Im Sobyong was finished.

Stand up!

The man who had been stuck on the floor spraying blood jumped up as if he had fallen off.

"Whoa……."

"What the f*ck?"

Then he turned on the wooden sword again, hurled a double curse, and stormed at Jo-Gol again.

"I will kill you and die! Oh, my God!

“…….”

Im Sobyong's mouth slowly opened.

What the hell is going on here?’

I couldn't understand with his common sense. This radical training that doesn't take care of the body, and the civil servants of Hwasan who jump back up while doing it.

"Are you here?"

"Huh?"

Im Sobyong hurriedly looked up at the sudden voice.

Chung-Myung, sitting on the eaves, was looking at him nonchalantly. One hand held a bottle of alcohol too naturally.

I didn't feel any sign of it.….’

Although the surroundings were said to be chaotic and chaotic, he couldn't have missed the signs of a decent man.

'Have you gotten stronger?’

It's been months since I've seen you...….

The sky is indifferent, too.’

If the devil who can't handle it continues to be strong enough to pierce the ceiling, who's going to handle it?But that's it, and now it's time to ask something else.

"Is it okay to train like that?"

"Would you let me do something that's not okay?”

"Yes. A stamp is enough."

“…….”

Chung-Myung looked at Im Sobyong with dismayed eyes.

Im Sobyong also looked at Chung-Myung with dismayed eyes.

'What the f*ck?'

Why? What? Did I say something wrong?’

The two, who exchanged opinions with each other with their eyes, put on a bright commercial smile again. The old merchant, who had been in the business world for decades, also admired and applauded.

"Well…… that's true, but I'm fine now. That's not a problem."

"The human body is not as strong as you think, seal."

"It's okay. My kids are strong. Ahem!"

Chung-Myung stretched his belly out with a truly proud expression. Im Sobyong shook his head as if there was no answer.

"I'd rather the seal be a bandit.….”

"What?"

"No……. Nothing."

Chung-Myung gulped down his drink, stole it from his mouth and smirked.

"How can you not tell with your eyes?”

"What?"

"Look, no one's hurt, why are you so worried. Not like King Greenlim.”

With his cool voice, Im Sobyong turned back to his disciples in training.

'Come to think of it...….’

Others come and go with attacks that would have fallen a hundred more times, but none of the Hwasan disciples had fallen. Even if he collapsed for a moment, he came back to his senses and rushed hard.

"I didn't mean to give you elixir for nothing."

"No, then...Did they take the elixir that I took?”

"Yes. Better……. No, uh…….Yes, I did."

“…….”

Im Sobyong's resentful eyes flashed at Chung-Myung, but Chung-Myung tried to ignore and look away.

"…This isn't the first time."

"Yes, they're all second."

"Well."

Im Sobyong's head began to spin fast.

The best effect of elixir is the improvement of its history no matter what anyone says. And the second best effect is to restore balance and strengthen the body.

In fact, when I looked at the training scene, I could see it.

"Health and resilience are over the level of a normal master.’

It may still be lacking in terms of swordsmanship and position. But at least in terms of physical perfection, Hwasan's disciples have easily surpassed the level of the old file room.

'Well, if you think about it, it's obvious.

Which clique gives his disciples two tablets? If there had been a door to that, there would have been more than dominating the world.

It is not something that even the Four Heavens who say that they rot because they cannot afford to have enough money, or who command the world with only a few direct descendants.

Im Sobyong's face has become slightly serious.

Hwasan is already making progress that Chung-Myung alone can't even conceive of other clans. Isn't it clear that the name "Hwasan," which had not even been talked about until just a few years ago, is now resonating in the world?

And at the heart of the rise were those white and celadon ships.

Those who didn't even have a name made a name for themselves at the Cheonjabi Festival, and prevented the attack of that bay crowd. Even if we looked through the history of Ganghosa, it would be hard to find a case where young disciples of Munpa made such rapid development as I did.

But you're saying you're stronger here?’

Training is ultimately determined based on how long a person can withstand it. No matter how great a training method is, it is meaningless if the recipient cannot stand it.But now, Hwasan's disciples were overcoming the training that even Im Sobyong couldn't dare.

Both physical and mental strength have already overtaken common sense. But how can you not be strong?

I'll have to recalculate.’

Hwasan, who drew information from outside, and Hwasan, who watched it with his own eyes, are completely different places.

Im Sobyong thought.

Maybe the wasan will be much greater than he thought.

"So."

At that time, Chung-Myung asked in a nonchalant way.

"Did you figure it out?”

"…What do you mean by understanding?"

"Hey."

When Im Sobyong asked back, Chung-Myung laughed as if not to joke.

"I don't think you've ever seen a green-rimmed king break into Hawasan to get a royal tablet. Didn't you want to see Hwasan in person for that excuse?"

“…….”

"If you've seen this, you're probably done, so how do you feel about it?"

A bitter smile crossed Im Sobyong's lips.

Anyway, it's a demon.’

Many people thought Chung-Myung was thoughtless and impulsive when they saw his eccentric behavior.

But at least Im Sobyong didn't miss it. The fact that Chung-Myung has deep calculations that ordinary people can't even guess.

So it was more difficult and uncomfortable to deal with.

One.

It's generally the case for those who climb.’

Shrugged Im Sobyong looked at Chung-Myung with slightly sharp eyes.

"How's the seal in your head?"

"What?"

"What kind of place is green forest for you? Is it a place to throw it out after using it as an arrowhead in moderately.

"You seem to be mistaken.….”

"What?"

"I don't use anyone as an arrowhead. 'Cause I don't know how dirty it is.'

An eerie energy flowed out of the lowly muttering Chung-Myung. Im Sobyong shuddered.

Chung-Myung calmed down as if he had never done so, and looked away for a moment.

"There are two types of allies. Pretending to be friends with friends."

“…….”

"Which way is green?”

Im Sobyong looked at him like that and said,

"The world is not a place where the mind can roll. Just as Hwasan is uncomfortable holding hands with rust, it's also a big burden to hold hands with Hwasan."

"Well, I guess so.”

"One."

Im Sobyong grinned.

"Friends don't belong to the situation."

Then he reached out his hand proudly upwards.

"Why don't we start there for now?"

Chung-Myung glanced at his hand and grinned.

"No, I haven't said I'd be friends yet."

“…….”

"It's a little uncomfortable to be friends with a bandit, and I'm still out of business."

“…….”

"That's enough for now."

"What do you mean, what do you mean...….”

"Let's talk about work."

"Hm?"

Chung-Myung's eyes sparkled.

"It wouldn't have been empty, and it wouldn't have been ridiculous. Even if it's the self-control of King Noklim, Noklim is a place where the law of the jungle works. So there's not gonna be any opposition, is there?”

Im Sobyong's face has turned sour.

'…...there's no real ghost.’

But Chung-Myung still smiled lightly as if he were telling a trivial story.

"Let me tell you, it's not a bad story for each other.”

Eventually Im Sobyong sighed deeply and nodded.