Chapter 263

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 263. No, but what about those bastards? (3)

"…...there are too many people."

"I'm about to get motion sickness."

Mount Hua's disciples looked around with tired faces.

And fortunately, he heard some good sounds.

"I heard they’re in good spirits these days. Some say they won against Wudang."

"Ei, no way."

"It's a rumor, a rumor. But rumors of Kangho are not going to be around for nothing."

“Isn’t it true that there is nothing to believe as much as the rumors of Kangho?”

"That’s true."

Baek Chun raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"But even so. Who's going to match the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family? This time, even participating holds enough meaning."

They are speaking secretly and quietly, but it sounded too clear for Mount Hua's disciples, who were raised by Chung Myung's viciousness and thirst under the guise of training.

The furious second-class disciples tried to turn their heads.

But at that moment.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going up?"

Chung Myung, who was holding his luggage in the back, cut it savagely.

And he smirked at the second-class disciples that seemed to have something to say.

"Aren’t you going to fight them and prove it?"

That was enough.

In any case, evaluation depends on how it looks like.

The fact that Mount Hua is different from before can be proved through the sparring competition.

"Let's hurry up a little."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

Hyun Jong hurried his steps.

Time wasn't tight. There is still plenty of time to arrive. However, it is not a good thing for the disciples to keep losing their eyes.

Rather than cracking down on them here for no reason, it seemed better to quickly arrive at Shaolin and settle.

However, Hyun Jong's choice resulted in undesirable results.

As he was climbing through the crowd with quick steps, he looked up and frowned.

"Sect Leader."

"Um."

Hyun Sang also spoke in a slightly bewildered voice as he saw the crowd in front of him.

It was because the most uncomfortable people to meet were seen climbing mountains.

"…It's Southern Edge Sect."

"Yes."

Hyun Jong slowed down gently.

Southern Edge Sect also participated in the competition and he knew that they would be an inevitable opponent. But he also wanted to avoid meeting before the competition.

But, as is always the case with the world, things didn't go the way he thought.

Southern Edge Sect's disciple, who was at the back of the group, looked back for a moment and found Mount Hua’s group. Flinching, he quickly delivered the message forward.

"I think they’ve recognized us."

"Um."

Hyun Jong frowned.

In the end, Southern Edge Sect's disciples all stopped on the spot.

'It's difficult.'

It is ridiculous and funny that the first sect they meet after came to Shaolin was Southern Edge Sect.

Of course, they would be uncomfortable as well, but since the situation came to this, they couldn't help but greet.

They must have thought so over there. Passing through the disciples, a man walked out behind them.

"I am so happy to meet you here in a distant land. How have you been, Sect Leader."

An old man with an impressive appearance and pure white hair take the initiative first.

Hyun Jong struggled with his expression.

He knew only too well the man in front of him.

A person who has lived a very different life from Hyun Jong. The man who raised Southern Edge Sect, who was pressed by Mount Hua all along, as a prominent member of the Ten Great Sect.

It was Heaven Earth Sword (천하검(天下劍)) Jong Nigok (종리곡(鍾離穀)), the Sect Leader of Southern Edge Sect.

"Sect Leader."

When Hyun Young slightly poked him in the ribs, the flinching Hyun Jong noticed his mistake and quickly greeted him back.

"Nice to see you again, Sect Leader."

And gave a nice smile.

Isn't that their position to laugh when they meet, no matter how deceived it is?

"It seems like ten years have passed."

"Right, we're so busy that we don't have enough time to visit each other."

Jong Nigok grinned.

"As we can't get close to each other even though we're nearby, the relationship between Mount Hua and Southern Edge Sect doesn't seem as good as it used to be. Wouldn't it be great if we could have a little more friendship through this opportunity?"

"You're right."

Hyun Jong looks at Jong Nigok with new eyes.

'That's strange.'

Although they are both Sect Leader, they have not seen each other often because of their different positions.

But anyway, since they both represent the sects located in Shaanxi, they had to see each other very occasionally, and when that happened, Hyun Jong always had a feeling of suffocation.

This is because his situation as the Sect Leader of Mount Hua, which is losing its old glory, has been compared to that of  Jong Nigok of the Southern Edge Sect, which is developing day by day.

When he returned from meeting him, Hyun Jong secretly sip alcohol to soothe his sore stomach.

But now, strangely enough, just very relaxing.

Isn't that Jong Nigok, which was always relaxed, looking at himself as if he had lost his composure?

“But it seems that your appearance has changed a lot?”

"There was something good that made me feel better. Hoho."

Jong Nigok stares at Hyun Jong and bends the corners of his eyes.

"Hoho. It's a good thing. A good thing. Right, I owe you a lot for the previous Conference. I didn't expect Mount Hua to develop so much..... Congratulations again, Sect Leader."

Hyun Jong smiles.

Congratulations on one’s development are what the superiors say to their subordinates. That means that Southern Edge Sect still does not look up to Mount Hua even after a painful defeat.

"I was just lucky."

"Luck……. luck."

Jong Nigok had a subtle smile.

"If luck repeats itself, it's a skill. What do you think? Will you be able to do well in this competition?"

Hyun Jong looked at such him and opened his mouth.

"Well, I don't know.…."

And he glances at the disciples standing behind Jong Nigok.

Southern Edge Sect.

To the disciples of Mount Hua, the name is like a stone in their stomach. In the past, Mount Hua's disciples used to be discouraged or angry whenever they saw Southern Edge Sect's disciples.

But what about now?

They were now looking at Southern Edge Sect with calm eyes, with no emotion in them.

‘They're not the ones we can't deal with anymore.'

His disciples think so, then he can't be discouraged as the Sect Leader.

"I'm just trying my best."

Jong Nigok's lips twitch slightly as he looks at Hyun Jong who answers calmly.

"Haha. They said that position (rank) makes people, and Sect Leader has indeed changed a lot. It's good to see the confidence that can't be compared to the past."

Yoon Jong, who was listening to the two Sect Leader’s conversation a little far away, whispered.

"Chung Myung-ah."

"Yes?"

"Translate it."

"The man who couldn't even raise his head in front of me in the past has grown a lot."

"…Hey, I mean Sect Leader."

"You told me to interpret it."

"Ugh."

In Chung Myung's interpretation, the disciples stare at Jong Nigok in unison. However, Hyun Jong, who received the insult in front of his eyes, was still calm.

"Haha. What can I be proud of? I just follow the guidance of the ancestors of Mount Hua."

"Translate." (Hello, Google-ah.)

"Historically, the chicks of a young man who used to be Mount Hua’s garden boy for generations have been able to croak well." (The raw is "역사로 따지면 대대로 화산 마당이나 쓸던 새끼가 아가리는 잘 터는구나.")

"…Even Sect Leader is not an ordinary person."

The disciples look at Hyun Jong with new eyes.

‘Oh my God, our Sect Leader was a person who could feed such high-quality sh*t.’ (After not-so much consideration, I choose this. The raw is 세상에, 우리 장문인께서 저리 고급진 엿을 먹일 수 있는 분이셨다니.)

Jong Nigok also opened his eyes slightly as if he understood what Hyun Jong meant.

"Mount Hua's confidence is well-founded. The defeat in the Conference was painful for our children, too. However, thanks to this, our arrogant children have been reborn after bone cutting training. Haha. This time, it's not going to be easy for Mount Hua either."

"That's a good thing."

Jong Nigok gave a deep smile.

"So it wouldn't be too bad for Mount Hua to have the same experience at least once."

"Do we have to take such a good job? I'll yield to Southern Edge Sect."

Jong Nigok thought without a smile on his lips.

‘This guy.’

He doesn't lose a word.

It is unimaginable if it were in the past.

Unable to hide his displeasure any longer, he hurriedly settled the conversation.

"Indeed, indeed. Sect Leader is right. Isn't Kangho a place that looks at the results anyway? I wish you good luck in this sparring competition, Mount Hua."

"I hope Southern Edge Sect gets good results, too."

The two men fought against each other.

Yoon Jong asks again.

"Who won?"

"It's as if our Sect Leader beat them to death."

"As expected?"

A proud smile rises around Yoon Jong's mouth.

He clearly engraved the image of Jong Nigok returning to his position.

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

With a loud voice, all of Southern Edge Sect's disciples who were staring at them turned away.

But only three people were still looking in their direction.

One is Jin Geum Ryong.

Jin Geum Ryong's gaze did not move away from Chung Myung from the beginning.

Chung Myung smirks with the eyes of mixed hostility and enthusiasm.

'Stop it, you'll be beaten to death.'

Someone should know the subject! subject!

And the other was Isong Baek.

Isong Baek also looks at Chung Myung, but the meaning seems to be quite different.

If Jin Geum Ryong was looking at Chung Myung with eye as if devour him, Isong Baek was sending an awe-inspiring gaze.

Looking at those eyes full of admiration...….

'Oh, it tickles.'

It was Chung Myung who thought Jin Geum Ryong's gaze would be better.

Anyway, these two are familiar faces.

The problem was the third look.

A middle-aged man with a clean impression is staring at his side. However, it was not Chung Myung, but Baek Chun in front of Chung Myung.

Chung Myung, who sneaked to Baek Chun's side, asked the middle-aged man that had fixed eyes on Baek Chun.

"Is that your father?"

"…Yes."

"You must be glad to see him, Dong Ryong." (Dong Ryong = bronze dragon. Geum Ryong = Gold Dragon.)

"…Don't call me that."

"Kikik."

Chung Myung tapped Baek Chun on the shoulder.

"If you can't explain it in words or terms. All you can show him is your sword. Isn't that so?"

"Of course."

A calm answer came back. Chung Myung peeked back at Baek Chun.

There is no sign of agitation in the expression.

‘You've grown up a lot.’

It was Baek Chun who couldn't control his emotions in front of Jin Geum Ryong in the past. As the sword grew, so did the person.

Feeling proud, Chung Myung nods his head.

As Southern Edge Sect quickly moved away, Baek Chun looked back at the disciple and opened his mouth.

"You saw it well."

"Yes, Sahyung."

"They still seem to take us easy. What should we do to those who are beaten and unable to come to their senses?"

"You have to beat them until they get their act together.”

"Yes, that's it."

Baek Chun smiled.

‘I'm sorry, but you're no longer our opponents.'

The same is true for Jin Geum Ryong, his older brother.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

The disciples, who began climbing the mountain again, soon reached Shaolin's gate.

In front of a huge inscription that reads as “Great Shaolin Temple (대소림사(大小林寺))”, they set foot in Shaolin’gate with a determined face.

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