Chapter 259

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 259. What's going to open? (4)

The second and third-class disciples looked at Chung Myung with gloomy eyes.

Haven't they experienced Chung Myung enough already?

They could fully imagine what would happen if they lost to disciples of other sects.

‘It's a problem because I can imagine it so well.'

Chung Myung frowned.

"Did you ever see me talking about something I don't have?" (The raw is "내가 없는 이야기하는 것 봤어?")

"Yes."

"…Really?"

‘That's weird...….’

‘I don't think that's ever happened.’

"This time it's real. We can win."

"Hmm."

Yeom Jin made a subtle expression.

"What are you afraid of? You've already smashed those Southern Edge Sect bastards."

"That's true, but...…."

When Yeom jin hesitated even after hearing the confirmation, Baek Sang smiled bitterly and opened his mouth instead.

"It's you and the third-class disciples who won. All of the second-class disciples lost."

"Anyway, we won as the result, that's all."

“It made us feels better if If you think about it that way, but you have to think differently. If the third-class disciples were assigned to the second-class disciple who have learned Southern Edge Sect’s advanced martial arts properly at that time, would they really be able to win?”

Looking into Chung Myung's eyes, Baek Sang continued.

"It's saying that just because you beat those who haven't seen the taste of the thirty-six swords properly doesn't mean you've defeated Southern Edge Sect. It is you, not us, who beat the Southern Edge Sect." (I’m not sure but maybe it refers to Twelve Movement Snow Flower Sword. The raw is 천하삼십육검)

"So……."

Listening to Baek Sang, Chung Myung simply summarized the situation.

"Are you not confident that you can beat the disciple of the Five Great Family or the Ten Great Sect, who have mastered proper advanced martial arts?"

"It is so to speak."

Chung Myung grinned.

"It's a little strange to hear that. That fair Yangban over there broke that Sword Dragon (That disciple of Wudang. Baekchun’s opponent.) or something and already proved it. Mount Hua is stronger than Wudang." (Yangban is some kind of noble. People of high social class.)

"…don’t point your fingers at your Sasuk."

‘And don’t call me fair and white, you punk!’ (The raw is 허여멀겋. 'the flesh is covetedly white and clear/has a pale light')

Seeing Baek Chun's face burning red, Baek Sang smiled lightly and said,

"Isn't Sahyung special?"

"……."

Chung Myung slowly, very slowly, looked back at Baek Chun.

Baek Chun's cheeks trembled slightly as his eyes met.

‘Straighten your face, you punk.’

‘No matter how hard it is. How can you show your rotten face to your Sasuk?’

"And Yoon Jong, Jo-Gol, Yoo Samae are special people too. Everyone acknowledges their talent. But our talents are nothing short of ordinary."

"So you're not confident?"

Baek Sang shook his head.

"Chung Myung-ah. Don't get me wrong. Until you came, we were the ones whose defeat was routine. I'm not doing this because I'm afraid of losing. I'm just scared."

"Then?"

‘You're not afraid of losing, but you're scared? What does that mean?’

Baek Sang smiled bitterly at Chung Myung's questionable gaze.

"Mount Hua is returning to their former glory faster than ever. I'm afraid I'll be a stumbling block to such a Mount Hua. I'm afraid that it will be said that Mount Hua is nothing but you and the five others. So I'm afraid."

"Hmmm."

Chung Myung narrowed his brows.

There was a heavy silence for a moment.

When Chung Myung, who would normally have said anything, shut his mouth, Baek Chun was slightly impatient and opened his mouth first.

"What were you so afraid of? Mount Hua now regained its past martial art, and haven’t you taken the Jasodan? What would you be afraid of if you could absorb the energy of the Jasodan with the rest of the time and learn Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword technique?"

"Sahyung. The opponents are the rising star of the Ten Great Sect and the Five Great Family. Even if we took Jasodan, their internal strength will be higher than that of us."

"It's……!"

"Also, we've just learned the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword technique, but I'm sure they've learned advanced martial art of each of their own sect since they were young."

Baek Chun hesitated for a moment and eventually closed his mouth.

Because he knows very well that Baek Sang's words are not that wrong.

"So……."

"Ah, that's enough!"

At that time, Chung Myung interrupted Baek Sang.

"I hate hearing you cry."

Chung Myung, who covered his ears with his hands and shook his head, straightened his shoulders.

"So to put it bluntly, you are not confident of winning against the elite of other sects?"

"…not that I'm not confident, but I'm just worried……."

"A yangban like Baek Chun Sasuk can win, but not for other Sasuk?"

"Ummm."

Chung Myung lightly clapped his hands over  Baek Sang, who couldn't answer easily.

"Then it's decided."

"……Huh?"

Smiling Chung Myung pointed to Baek Chun.

"Then you just have to be as strong as him in the next six months. Only the people who made it have to go to the competition, right?"

Baek Sang's eyes popped out.

"N-No, you punk. That's..."

"Oh, that's enough. It's not that difficult."

"……."

‘It is not diffcult?’

Baek Sang turned his head slightly and looked at Baek Chun. Baek Chun was looking at the distant sky with a half-spirited look.

"Chung Myung-ah. That's...…."

"It's all right."

"No, it's not."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I mean……."

"It's not a big deal. It is not."

"No……."

"That's enough! That's enough!"

‘Listen to me, you punk!’

Baek Sang grabbed his chest, which was painful because he couldn't burst. Whenever he talked to this guy, he feel like he was being beaten. (The raw is 이놈이랑 대화를 하고 있다 보면 정말 절로 도가 닦이는 기분이다.)

Chung Myung grinned at such Baek Sang.

"Sasuk always worrying about useless things."

"Huh?"

"Do you think I'm gonna let Sasuk lose to them?"

"……."

Chung Myung flashed his eyes.

"If you can lose, try losing somewhere."

"……."

Baek Sang, who was perplexed, stammered.

"Chu-Chung Myung. I mean……."

"Don't worry, Sasuk. I know very well why Sasuk is worried. I fully understand."

"Huh?"

Chung Myung said with a glare.

"It's a lack of hard work! Hard work! You can't think like that if you worked so hard that you could die. Break all the head of all guys you can see." (The raw is 눈에 보이는 놈들은 다 대가리를 깨 버리겠다는 생각만 들지.")

‘Chung Myung-ah.’

‘Think carefully. It's not about effort, it's about character.’

Ordinary people don't think like that, no matter how hard they try, Chung Myung-ah.

"I think it's because I thought about resting for a while. This is all my fault. If I had trained Sasuk harder, you wouldn’t have been left with such confidence by now! Because I'm lazy! It’s all because I'm lazy!" (The raw is 한동안 살 만하다 싶으니까 그런 생각이 드는 거야.)

"……."

At Chung Myung’s eyes that is bloodshot and screaming as if a madman, the faces of the disciples gradually became paler.

And soon their eyes are on Baek Sang in unison.

'No, why are you talking nonsense?'

'Didn't you know it was going to be like this? Why are you scratching him and making a mess!'

‘Damn it! Damn it! Damn iiiit!’

Feeling a fierce stare from behind, Baek Sang trembled.

‘I'm not the only one who thought that, you guys!'

Baek Chun, who was looking at Baek Sang, who was bewildered and lost, took a step forward with a smile.

"Don't panic."

"Sahyung!"

Baek Sang looked at Baek Chun with the face as if meeting Buddha in hell.

Right, the only person who can stop this lunatic is...….

"I agree with Chung Myung. I've done it before, but if you train hard enough as if to kill yourself, you lose your fear. I'm full of thoughts that I can't lose after doing this much."

"…what?"

"So you can do it too! I'll work hard to make sure you don't have the anxiety that you might lose!"

"……."

Baek Chun clenched his fist firmly, determined. And Baek Sang looked at such a Sahyuhng with a face that has lost its soul.

He thought it was Buddha who he encountered in hell, but it was Asura.

'No, but really, what did these guys do on their way to Yunnan?'

‘Why are there more people like Chung Myung!?’

‘It's like hell right now!’

"It's not wrong."

To make matters worse, Yoo Iseol helped Baek Chun.

"What you've built up. That's the source of confidence."

"That's right."

Baek Chun shook his head as if he liked it.

"The word scared is something you can think of after you trained like hell. You don't deserve it yet."

“…Sahyung speaks as if has experienced it?”

"Me?"

Baek Chun's mouth is twisted.

"Well. I don't know. I wonder if you'll be able to say that even if you do the same thing as me."

"……."

"There's nothing to worry about. Me And Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol will also help you. Just like we've been through!"

‘Sahyung.’

‘Why do you grind your teeth while saying such good things?’

‘You're not taking it out on us, are you? Right, Sahyung?’

"Yes! We'll help you, too!"

"Don't worry! I'll do my best."

There are some things in the world that you better don’t understand.

It was Baek Sang's misfortune to have such things as a quality.

And

The greatest of all his misfortunes opened its mouth with a very serious face.

"There's something Sasuk and Sahyung need to know."

"Huh?"

Chung Myung looked at everyone once and opened his mouth in an unusually low voice.

"There are times when you lose because you are weak, but you do not lose because Mount Hua’s martial arts are weak. If Sahyung can master the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword, no one should be scared. Whether it's Wudang or a Shaolin."

Not a very loud voice.

It was a low, quiet, and therefore more authentic voice.

"Don't worry. I, and Mount Hua, will make Sasuk and Sahyung strong. So that no one in the world would dare to ignore us."

Baek Sang nodded unconsciously.

Did Chung Myung's words work?

A strange heat began to boil among the disciples.

‘Chung Myung often talks nonsense, but he doesn't lie.…. No, he sometimes lie, but at times like this…….’

‘Um.’

‘Anyway, that doesn't sound like a lie.’

Baek Chun followed Chung Myung's words.

"Don't forget."

Baek Chun looked around everyone and spoke heavily.

"We are the ones who should eventually recreate the glory of Mount Hua even though Sect Leader, the Elders, and the instructor lead and help us. We have to be the subject. So straighten your shoulders. Don't forget, we are the proud Mount Hua’s Sword Warrior."

"Yes, Sahyung!"

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

Crack. Crack.

Chung Myung twisted his neck left and right.

"Then I understand you've agreed...…."

"Huh?"

Chung Myung took his hand around his waist and pulled out his sword from its scabbard.

"Let's get started."

"…already?"

"Is there any reason to stall? What a waste of time."

When Chung Myung makes a chin gesture, Baek Chun and Yoo Iseol stand in front of the second-class disciples. Then Yoon jong and Jo-Gol stood in front of the third-class disciples.

"Now that we've laid the groundwork, let's move on. Three months. Exactly three months. I think three months are enough. If you survive...…."

Chung Myung smiles.

"You'll be qualified to be called Plum Blossom Swordsman."

Plum Blossom Swordsman (매화검수(梅花劍手))

The moment they heard the distantly forgotten name, all the disciples of Mount Hua trembled.

At one time, the name Plum Blossom Swordsman was a symbol of Mount Hua.

The name of Plum Blossom Swordsman, which no one dares to call themselves now, came from Chung Myung's mouth.

"…instead."

Chung Myung said with cold eyes.

"Every name comes with its price. Taking on a name means taking on responsibility for it. Don't think you'll get the name alive without seeing hell."

The eyes of the disciples become firm.

"It's still hell anyway, what do you mean?"

"Let's get started, like you said, don't stall."

"Huh?"

Chung Myung smirks.

The things that were whining a little while ago seem to have made up its minds now.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

When Chung Myung slipped back, Baek Chun shouted.

"Come forward one by one from the front. After the battle is completed, you all will go to Chung Myung and fight again. Don't waste time, move!"

"Yes!"

Those who were standing in front of the crowd rush in. Seeing the scene, Chung Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.

‘Like a baby chick.'

But now, it seems that feathers are starting to appear little by little.

What if he taught them the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword technique and trained them like hell for the rest of the time?

‘I can do it.'

The World Martial Art Competition will be the place to declare the resurrection of Mount Hua.

'Breaking the head of the Ten Great Sect guys at the same time.'

Chung Myung smiled and looked up at the sky.

‘Sahyung.’

‘Cheon Mun Sahyung.’

‘Please wait a little bit!’

‘I will spread the name of Mount Hua to the world.’

Chung Myung giggled and grabbed his sword.

Time flows like running water.

Mount Hua’s time also passed fairly..

One day.

Two days.

And a month.

Six months passed in an instant.

And before they know it, the day to participate in the World Martial Art Competition is just around the corner.

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