Chapter - 636 Episode 636. Let's continue. It's just the beginning. (1)

"Hwasan The Dragon?"

The difference was young in Ho Gong's eyes.

"That's the guy that the writer told me about."

He said he had a talent that he would never have had again.

One day, it will surely block the shaman's way. So you have to crush it in advance and kill it.

But…….

'It doesn't look that great.’

In terms of outward momentum, the slimy guy named Baek Cheon next to him looked even greater.

If the words of Heo Do-jin and the rumors circulating around the world weren't wrong, I'm sure the best of Hwasan's postscripts now would be the author…….

You're saying he's in a position to draw my attention?’

At that age?

It was hard to imagine.

And if that's true, it's more serious than I thought.

Doesn't it mean that even Mu Jin can't get out of his sight yet, and the child who thinks he lived half of Mu Jin's life is stronger than him?

'I can see why the writer sent me here.’

That wasn't even worth calling a dragon now. A moment of bleakness flashed through Ho Gong's eyes.

"So what's your answer?"

"…What kind of answer?

"You're saying the shaman lost, right?”

"Hahaha."

Ho Gong smiled and took Chung-Myung's words.

"Didn't you say it? You can think of it like that."

"Where did you practice in the muddy water? You keep getting out like a loach."

"…Isn't that a little too much to say?"

"It's not as much as telling you to think as you like."

Chung-Myung smirked outright.

"If you don't have the courage to admit defeat, step back and wait for the outcome to be decided. It's only natural for a person who breaks the first set of principles to lose."

“…….”

"Or do you think...….”

Chung-Myung, who stretched out the tail of his horse, was grumpy.

"You don't think you're going to be a shaman's elder or something, do you? If I were you, I wouldn't be able to do that even if noodles were sold. Well, a shaman might be different from me."

Baek Cheon closed his eyes.

'That bastard is real.’

All of Hwasan's students were amazed by the admiration.

You're hitting a shaman elder.’

"A real madman doesn't care about people."

"Yes, that's how Chung-Myung is!"

If you cover a person's head and break it, it's not Chung-Myung. Regardless of gender or age, it is only fair that they know the Hwasan rabid dog Chung-Myung.

Normally, I would have freaked out and stopped him, but now no one had any intention of stopping Chung-Myung. Usually, when Chung-Myung opened his mouth, even Oh Gum, who used to sneak up and get ready to subdue it, gathered around Baek Cheon, not Chung-Myung this time.

As if they would block Baek Cheon if he tried to stop him.

However, this time, Baek Cheon pulled himself back in an amount that he had no intention of stopping.

That's how much anger there was against Ho Gong, who insulted Hawasan's superiors.

“…….”

Meanwhile, Ho Gong, who was insulted in front of his face, began to tremble little by little, his cheeks twitching.

"Crowd?"

"Yes."

"Are you saying I'm having a tantrum?"

"That's right."

"A small stamp."

The voice of Ho Gong, clearly subdued, penetrated Chung-Myung like a knife.

"Every anger comes out of your mouth. The small seal must first learn to watch your language.”

"That's up to me."

"…what?"

Chung-Myung grinned.

"If you're good at teaching like that, don't tell me to put my hands around someone else's door. What should I do with my door? I don't know how anyone who cares about what other people say, can stand when their students are beaten up by their subordinates."“…….”

"Oh, is that what you're like? You can't see it in my eyes, but you can only see other people's flaws? Well, it's a common thing."

Ho Gong clenched his fist.

His fist, which had no change in expression, was clearly shaking slightly. At the sight, Baek Cheon felt both exhilaration and deep sympathy.

"So why are you arguing?’

Gathering those who were beaten by Chung-Myung can roughly circle around the lake, but gathering those who were beaten by Chung-Myung can completely fill the lake.

If the sword's power is about seven, the new muzzle has long been twelve.

It was Ho Gong's misfortune not to know that.

Ho Gong said with a hint of displeasure.

"Hwasan's disciples need to learn manners again…"….”

"That's none of your business."

But Chung-Myung cut off Ho Gong's horse.

"Don't keep changing the subject. So what are you gonna do? Are you going to admit defeat first? Or are you going to go back to your seat and wait until the outcome is decided?"

“…….”

"Oh, there's one more way."

Chung-Myung smiled after clapping brightly.

"I'll count your fight as a game. Then everything will be solved.”

In the end, Ho Gong's expression completely collapsed and distorted.

"…...are you asking me to join hands with this great student?"

"Is there a problem with that?”

Is there a problem?

The nonchalant rebuttal made Ho Gong's face bewildered.

"Are you asking because you don't know?"

"No, it's not us who don't know, it's the shaman."

“…….”

Chung-Myung grinned and raised his voice as if everyone were listening.

"If it's weird for an elder to fight with his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grand- Wasn't it a shaman who said it didn't matter?”

Ho Gong closed his mouth tightly.

Of course he didn't do it. But it seemed certain that the words came out of Ho Sanja's mouth when the rubble took place.

He and Ho Sanja are different people, but from the outside, they are just the same shaman's elders anyway.

Even if there was a loss, it was necessary to prevent the shaman elders from saying that they were different.

"…I'm sure it did."

When Ho Gong's words of acknowledgement came out, Chung-Myung pressed for the right time.

"Hwasan didn't make the two great disciples of Jongnam-do compete against the three great disciples who pulled the sword out of their sleep. They don't know how ridiculous that is."

“…….”

"But now that it's like this, you can join the elder. It doesn't matter if the elder gets stuck when the first and third disciples are dancing. What do you say? If you don't want to admit defeat, I can help you."

Chung-Myung grinned and touched his own censorship.

It was indeed a blatant provocation. Ho Gong bit his lips gently.

"That bloke of thunder...….’

All of this may be a hypergelic system trying to get him excited, but there was no way not to get caught.

In the first place, the shaman was caught in an inescapable trap as soon as the first and third disciples made a picture of him dancing.

"There's absolutely no excuse for this.”

Ho Gong nodded slowly."If you have to admit it, you have to admit it. Under the authority of the shaman, I acknowledge that the winner of this monument is Hwasan."

"Ho Gong!"

As soon as his declaration was over, a scream broke out of Ho Sanja's mouth.

But Ho Gong didn't even look away.

Getting out of here is nothing more than admitting defeat. That's not what's important here right now.

If they show their obsession with winning or losing, the viewers will know that this inscription was the most important thing. That would make no excuse for the four defeats in the early days of the game.

Rather, it was better to hand over the fruit of victory and pass it over because the shaman was not so desperate.

Ho Sanja also understood Ho Gong's intentions and did not stop him except once he raised his voice.

"Is that enough?"

When asked by Ho Gong, Chung-Myung rolled up his lips.

"You're hot."

"Ha ha."

A man of no tasteful.

I think it's good. Anyhow

"You've done everything you want.”

"Yes, it is."

"So now……".”

Ho Sanja stretched her shoulders and spoke quietly.

"Who's going to step up and take my lessons?”

The hall became dead silent.

"No matter how much you make fun of your mouth and lead the situation to your advantage, you'll only catch it anyway."

Ho Sanja got things mixed up, but I don't really want to blame him. This would have been best for Ho Sanja, who couldn't come forward and overwhelmingly bring Hwasan to his knees.

But Ho Gong is different.

Bimu? A match?

What's the use of such a thing?

'Hwasan can't cross the shaman forever unless he can cross me.’

And unless the day came when he died of old age, losing to HWASAN was unthinkable. What he, and the shaman, had to prove was this point.

They will know clearly now.

Eventually, inspection is a thing that has to prove itself with a sword.

The reason why the shaman was able to become the world's most searched area is not because he was well-disciplined or famous. Just because their swords were the strongest in the world.

"I will discourage you to the point where you can never cross the shaman's sword again.’

Ho Gong stared at Hwasan with cold eyes.

His students, who were under great pressure even though they didn't raise their spirits, took a step back without realizing it.

This is the shaman's elder.

'That's incredible.….’

At least, Oh Geom had seen the bishop of Mahyo and other strong men several times, so he had no difficulty holding up, but his students, who did not, had no choice but to groan under pressure that they had never felt before.

Can you really deal with someone like that? Us?

That's the superior they've been talking about over and over again, the absence of which was about to penetrate the hearts of the Hwasan disciples.

"I know what you're thinking.….”

At that time, Chung-Myung stepped forward.

It was strange.

The three young disciples just stepped forward, but the pressure on the Hwasan disciples disappeared as if it had washed away.

"I'll tell you one thing because you seem to be stuck in the mountains and don't know the world well."

“…….”

"Things don't go as you think, man."

Clink.

Chung-Myung, who tapped a black plum blade hanging from his side, smiled and turned away. And I looked straight at Hyun Sang and Hyun Young.Chung-Myung laughed as he looked at the faces of the two elders, who were stiff.

"What's so serious about you? It's not a big deal."

"Chung-Myung, you son of a b*tc*...….”

"Just relax and watch."

Hyun Sang's eyes shook.

If you don't know the greatness of Chung-Myung, the opponent is not too good.

However, it was undeniable that Chung-Myung was the only one who could face that Ho Gong here.

"Really……."

Hyun Sang opened his mouth to say something of concern, but Hyun Young said one step ahead.

"Chung-Myung아."

"Yes."

"Can you do it?"

Chung-Myung grinned as if he had waited for the question.

"They seem to be mistaken because they are less fit these days."

“…….”

"I'll show you clearly that the sword is Hwasan's sword, as well as the sword of Providence."

But Hyun Young shook his head.

"You don't have to do that."

"What?"

"Just prove that you are Hwasan First Sword and come back. That's enough."

“…….”

Chung-Myung, who was absent-minded for a moment at an unexpected remark, scratched his back hair slightly.

"I'm not used to this kind of consideration. Hehe."

He smiled awkwardly and soon put his hands together to capture the two elders.

"Chung-Myung, the three great disciples of Hwasan!"

"Yeah."

"I'll be back!"

Soon Chung-Myung turned around and strode toward the rain.

On his back, the eyes of the Hwasan disciples poured straight.