Chapter 190

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 190. Oh My God. With that skill? (5)

The next day.

"Chung Myung-ah! Wake up! Sahaesanghweda Master is looking for...…. Huh? What is this?"

Yoon Jong, who burst in the door, opened his eyes wide.

"Wha- What all these bottles?"

‘No, this isn't the point!’

"Wake up! Sahaesanghweda Master wants to have breakfast with you!"

"Oh my god."

Chung Myung reluctantly raised his aesthetically pleasing body. However, he couldn't wake up completely and sat down, gripping his head and making a groaning noise.

"Ugh, I'm dying!"

Yoon Jong shook his head. At that time, Yoo Iseol, who followed Yoon Jong into the room, looked around the room and frowned.

"Nuisance."

"……."

"This Sajil’s room is a nuisance. It's terrible."

"……."

"Yoon Jong."

"Yes, Sago."

"Let's clean it up."

"……."

Yoon Jong sighed deeply and began to collect the scattered bottles with her.

‘But why did he drink so much?'

Although Chung Myung likes alcohol, he knows when and where to choose. Yoon Jong never seen he drink too much in a place he shouldn't.

But this... … Did he really been drinking as if he had lost his mind?

"What happened?"

"What's wrong?"

Chung Myung gets up from his seat and walks out to the entrance.

"I can't do this. It's a waste, but."

Chung Myung smacks his lips and reaches out his hand.

'Huh?'

Looking at Chung Myung's act, Yoon Jong opened his eyes wide.

Hwareuk!

A fire suddenly rose from Chung Myung's fingertips. At the same time, acrid alcohol began to smell everywhere.

"What, what is that fire all of a sudden?"

‘No, he's setting fire to someone else's house!’

However, whether Yoon Jong was surprised or not, Chung Myung grew the fire on his fingertips even bigger.

That crazy...

"Huh?"

‘Wait a minute, a fire burns on the tip of a person's finger?’

‘Is it possible?’

' Samadhi Dvesha Fire?' (삼매진화(三昧瞋火) - A method of burning objects using Qi)

Yoon Jong's eyes popped out.

‘No, that crazy guy's using Samadhi Dvesha Fire like that.’

It is also surprising that Chung Myung can already use Samadhi Dvesha Fire, which can only be used when the operation of the internal strength reaches a high level, but it is even more surprising that it is used for poison like alcohol.

Isn't it like cutting a radish and cooking it with the world's famous sword?

"Right."

Chung Myung, who had dried up all the liquor, put out the flames and spit on his lips as if it was a pity.

"In the old days, I was dead, not drunk."

"How old have you been drinking?"

"Huh? Is that how it works?"

Chung Myung smiled humbly.

"Come on, let's not worry about useless things and go."

As Chung Myung was about to step aside.

Shruk.

Yoo Iseol's hand touches Chung Myung's shoulder.

"Huh? Sago?"

When I turned his head, Yoo Iseol, who had no expression, was staring at Chung Myung.

"What?"

Yoo Iseol is pointing backward with a chin. Chung Myung's eyes catch the room, which has been ruined by a bottle of alcohol.

"Get rid of it."

A bitter smile came to his lip.

"...yes."

Still, Chung Myung knew what he had committed.

After cleaning the room and washing it neatly, Chung Myung, who even changed his clothes, headed to the dining room with his Sahyung.

Jo-Pyeong was sitting in the upper seat.

‘What are you doing?’

Chung Myung looked at him and smiled.

He is trying to make a serious expression, but the corners of his mouth are dancing. He tried to calm down somehow, but his face didn't seem to listen.

'That's understandable.'

As soon as the child who had left home returned, he defeated the son of Sichuan Tang Family, a direct descendant of Tang. It is even stranger if he is not in a good mood.

Moreover, in Chung Myung's view, this man has a great affection for his children. So he'd be twice as happy as a normal father.

"Oh, my. You're here....Welcome!"

"Ah, yes."

As he try to hold back his laughter, his voice is jagged. Chung Myung sat down with a complaint. Along with him, Yoo Iseol and Yoon Jong sat down.

Next, it was none other than Jo-Gol who caught Chung Myung's eye.

‘You'll have a fly in your mouth.'

Jo-Gol, wearing a bandage around his neck, has been unable to close his mouth.

'The rich die very fondly in pairs.'

Given that the response was so great, he could guess what it meant to beat Tang  Family in Sichuan.

"Keuhum! Keuhuhum!"

He's going to hurt his throat.

Jo-Pyeong, who coughed loudly once again, opened his mouth with a strange distortion of his face.

“Ah, apparently, something really big happened last night… Since something big happened, I invited you to join me for breakfast to discuss countermeasures against it."

While he was saying that, he did not forget to give Jo-Gol a friendly look.

‘Honey will drip from your eyes.’

Baek Chun smiled a little and settled the situation.

"You must be proud of your son."

"Ha... wasn't it just luck?"

Baek Chun immediately corrected the humble words of Jo-Pyeong.

"It's not luck."

"……."

"It's Jo-Gol's skill."

Jo-Pyeong's eyes fluttered slightly.

"You can't beat the direct descendant of the Tang Family by chance. This is the result of Jo-Gol's hard training in Mount Hua without a break. I understand the concern of Sahaesanghweda Master, who is worried that his child will be praised and go astray, but good performance requires proper treatment."

"I humbly accept what you say."

Jo-Pyeong kept nodding his head.

It was a heartwarming scene. Unfortunately, however, there was only one human being here who had a seizure just by hearing the words ‘Luck’.

"Good performaaannceee????”

"……."

"……."

Baek Chun and Yoon Jong turned their heads at the same time.

'What else are you going to do!'

'Shut it, Chung Myung. Please shut up!'

But their desperation did not reach Chung Myung.

"He’ll be in the coffin if you praised him too much!"

Jo-Gol flinches.

"I explained it to you like that! To do it right!" (Remake the sentence.)

"Yes."

Jo-Gol sighed and bowed his head.

‘Why does he always say the right thing?'

At this moment, Jo-Gol seemed to understand why the loyalists left in history were so short-lived. If he keep listening to it, he has come to understand that the right words are more hurtful than the wrong ones.

"...but I avoided it."

"You wouldn't have gotten hurt if you had thought it right!"

"That's true, but...…."

Jo-Gol smacked his lips.

It's not just a simple training method that Chung Myung taught to them. He has told countless stories about how to deal with the numerous crises they will face in Murim.

Of course, it was not easy to accept it because he talked about it when he beat them like a dog during training, or next to a person who collapsed from exhaustion.

Anyway!

Among them, there was definitely an explanation for the same situation as yesterday's duel.

- Why is it a one-shot kill? Because it kill with one hit? Because it is so powerful? No. If one can't kill his opponent with it, they'll die. It means after one uses it, it is either the opponent is dead or themself is dead.

- …….

- But what if you don't kill the enemy with that blow? You'll die! So when you see an enemy trying to finish with a one-shot kill, you must block your center body. Unconditionally!

No one dies by losing just a single arm, so the strike must aim for the area that can kill people with one stroke.

And it's bound to be mostly the center of the body that runs from the head to the groin.

Therefore, if the opponent uses the final blow, it is best to avoid it horizontally.

‘I've heard it like thirty-six times. No, it could be more.'

If it hadn't crossed his mind at the last minute, Jo-Gol might not have been able to beat Tang Zhan.

But Chung Myung was complaining that it was too late to come up with the idea.

‘Yes, that is also true. Come on.’

Jo-Gol smacked his lips bitterly.

Jo-Pyeong looked at the scene with absurd eyes.

It is understandable that Chung Myung, who appears to be Saje, berates Jo-Gol. He's a merchant and a person who calls for merit first. He has believed that it is more important who can make more money than status or hierarchy, and that such people should be given more importance.

If they have the skills, one should learn as a disciple, even to one Saje.

Then there are two reasons why he is surprised now.

The first is that he don't think it's a great achievement that Jo-Gol beat Tang Zhan.

And the second is...….

'Is he really that talented?'

The way Chung Myung treats Jo-Gol and Jo-Gol accepts it is as natural as water. That means Chung Myung is usually a person who advises and teaches Jo-Gol.

'What the hell is that kid?'

It was Jo-Pyeong that could not hide the surprise of his children and the surprise of Mount Hua at the same time.

Aside from Chung Myung, it is clear that Baek Chun is stronger than Jo-Gol. Can't he guess that from Jo-Gol's attitude toward Baek Chun?

In addition, that Yoo Iseol is Sago of Jo-Gol, and Yoon Jong is also the Sahyung of Jo-Gol, so they will not be weaker than Jo-Gol.

'Mount Hua isn't even the dragon's blood.'

How can such talented people be pouring in?

Jo-Pyeong, who examined the faces of the Mount Hua disciples, nodded broadly.

Having made up his mind in his mind, he quickly drew his attention to himself before he could say anything more.

"So."

Everyone's eyes are on Jo-Pyeong.

Jo-Pyeong looked at Baek Chun with a pleasant smile.

"Did you say you were going to Yunnan?"

"That's right."

Jo-Pyeong nods his head.

"I tried to stop him from the trip to Yunnan because I was very anxious about it, but I changed my mind after seeing his duel yesterday. Would Yunnan be such a big problem with the people who raised that child so well?"

"Oh."

Baek Chun's face was bright.

"Then……."

"Yes."

Jo-Pyeong continues to explain as if he would give everything.

"In fact, our Sahaesanghweda is continuing its relationship with Yunnan. So we can send a small amount of extras in the exchanges. It just so happens that today is the departure day for that, so please accompany us there."

Baek Chun got up from his seat and expresses his thanks to Jo-Pyeong.

"Thank you, Sahaesanghweda Master."

"Haha, what's there to be thankful for? I should thank you for raising him so well. Thank you. Thank you very much. Baek Sohyup."

"The thanks are not mine..."

Baek Chun, who glances at Chung Myung, talks with a smile.

"Mount Hua's elders and sect leader will have to receive it."

"Oh, of course. I really want to visit the adults of Mount Hua once."

Everything went well.

Baek Chun, who smiles at the thought that a difficult task is about to be solved, asks a hint.

"When does the journey depart?"

"We're leaving in the afternoon. So you can prepare after finishing your meal.  I don't feel comfortable because I couldn't properly serve the precious guest who came from afar and made them  hurry up again."

"Don't say that. That's what we wanted. What better hospitality can there be than this?"

"Haha, thank you for your understanding."

Baek Chun turned his head away.

"You all heard what Sahaesanghweda Master said, right? Prepare to leave as soon as the meal is over."

"Yes!"

"Yes, Sasuk!"

"Understood, Sasuk!"

"No, I don't want to."

"Well, then le..…."

‘What?’

‘I think something weird just came in.’

Baek Chun's head turned slowly.

There was Chung Myung with his arms crossed with a face full of dissatisfaction.

"……What?"

"No, I don't want to."

"...what don't you like?"

"I'm not coming."

"Don’t want to go where?"

"Yunnan."

Baek Chun smiled brightly.

‘Oh, so you're not going to Yunnan. To Yunnan?’

Krrtt.

The sound of Baek Chun grinding his teeth sounded distinct.

In the end, the fact that there was Jo-Pyeong next to him also exploded in his head. A loud noise came out of Baek Chun's mouth.

"No, you punk! We had a hard time going to Yunnan, but why all of a sudden? What else is there to complain about, you son of a b*tc*!"

Baek Chun's shouts resounded through Sahaesanghweda.

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