Gwa Hwan-so flinched as he saw Mount Hua's disciples rushing madly.
'Are these bastards really mindless?'
This place is of Shaolin.
It is said that it is the most sacred place for a martial artist under the world, and it is the most powerful sect in the current Kangho.
He didn't want to lose the momentum, but he put strength in his stomach and put up with it and thought Mount Hua would take a step back at an appropriate time, too. They don't want to cause trouble here either.
But what's going on?
‘Why is there as if no retreat?'
There's no hesitation in Mount Hua’s disciples.
As soon as that Chung Myung or something gave instructions, they became like an army ordered by a general.….
No, rather, they were just rushing like a boar that was preparing in advance.
"Don't back off!"
Gwa Hwan-so, who had already judged that it had become irreversible, clenched his teeth and shouted.
Then, he gulped while looking at those who rushed in with glaring eyes.
Among them, those at the forefront were distinctly unusual.
"Go! Sasuk! Sago! Sahyung!"
Baek Chun, Yoo Iseol, Yoon Jong, and Jo-Gol rushed to Hainan Sect’s disciples with a shout from behind.
Of course, there was no sword in their hands, but the spirit they exuded was no different.
And at that moment, Yoon Jong nudged Baek Chun's shoulder, who was running straight to Gwa Hwan-so.
"What is it!"
"I'll take care of that punk, Sasuk!"
"There's always top and bottom, does Sasuk wanted to steal from this Sajil?"
"There is no top and bottom in Mount Hua!"
"That's quite right. You damn thing!"
Baek Chun pushed Yoon Jong's hand and rushed back toward Gwa Hwan-so.
"Are these guys looking down on me?"
Gwa Hwan-so spewed fire from his eyes.
He was proud of himself as the great disciple of the Hainan Sect. But he couldn't stand it because Mount Hua was fighting against each other in front of his eyes.
"I'll kill you! You pretty boy!" (An insult, like a good-looking guy who is a kind of playboy.)
Gwa Hwan-so, whose anger soared to the top of his head, rushed toward Baek Chun.
Swaeaek!
Gwa Hwan-so's fist, embracing the fist qi (권기(拳氣)), flew toward Baek Chun's face.
A move that won’t put Hainan Sect in shame!
It was the peak of Mountain Dew Fist (격랑세(激浪勢)). (I just assumed it a technique’s name)
It was such a powerful blow that even the most prestigious disciples of his age could not easily counter.
Unfortunately, however, it was Baek Chun who confronted him.
Baek Chun, who saw Gwa Hwan-so's fist, lightly waved his hand.
His gently swung arm clung to Gwa Hwan-so's wrist and lightly pushed it aside.
"Huh?"
Gwa Hwan-so's fist, which was flying quickly toward the opponent's face, was deflected sideways with a light gesture.
‘Wha-What is this?’
And in his eyes came the image of Baek Chun with his back twisted.
The body twisted to the limit and rotated at once.
Soon, the fists loaded with powerful momentum cut through the air and neatly lodged on Gwa Hwan-so's lower jaw.
Bam!
A person's fist hit a person's face, and a strange sound was heard as if it were beating a large drum.
Gwa Hwan-so couldn't even scream and bounced back. His body spun and flew away like a top, and then he crashed into the wall.
Bang!
Hainan's disciples stopped moving at once.
Their eyes slowly turn to Gwa Hwan-so, who is stuck at the back.
‘What's this?’
‘What happened?'
Shocked and bewildered at the
same time. It was an incredible sight to see.
"Sa…hyung?"
"M-My God.…at once?"
Seeing Gwa Hwan-so twitched with foam in his mouth, the disciples rubbed their
eyes wide open.
One hit.
It's a single blow.
'How could Daesahyung lose consciousness in one blow?'
If the other person is a
disciple of Shaolin, who mainly learns Fist Art, he could understand how.
But he got smashed in one strike against a disciple of sword art?
To Mount Hua at that?
Baek Chun clicked his tongue as he saw the disciples of Hainan who could not
accept the reality at all.
"How dare you punch in front of me? I've been beaten thousand times even
if I'm not good at it."
It's sad that he got hit, not hit.
Yoon Jong whispers with a sad face.
"Sasuk. That's not something to be proud of."
Especially, being beaten by Sajil is not something to boast.
"Hmph!"
Baek Chun, who coughed low, raised his chin toward Haenampa.
"There's nothing to say! Beat them!"
"Understood!"
Mount Hua's disciples, who was in high spirits, rushed at the disciples of the
Hainan Sect in front of them.
When they saw Gwa Hwan-so flying away, the disciple of the Hainan Sect who had
to face Mount Hua's disciples, were unable to shake off their shock.
"Euahhh!"
Mount Hua's disciples, armed with solid muscles all over the body, are pushing
with spirit.
"You punks!"
"Shut your mouth, you punks!"
It was Mount Hua's disciples who had a history of being beaten and ignored as
nothing but a routine.
If anyone had seen them training for the past six months, even prisoners who
were caught as traitors and working in the coal mines in the remote northern
part of the country would have shed tears of gratitude for their lives.
As a result, from some point on, they didn't feel particularly angry about
being ignored.
But it was a completely
different matter for them to be ignored and for Mount Hua to be ignored.
"I didn't like you guys anyway."
"What? The Ten Great Sect? When did Hainan start ignoring Mount Hua as the
Ten Great Sect?"
The resentment of being kicked out of the Ten Great Sect, which was sleeping
deep in their heart, was now bursting out.
Jo-Gol grabbed the face of the Hainan Sect disciple right in front of him and
slam it to the ground.
Bam!
"Keuk!"
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
Jo-Gol used the opponent’s head like a hammer and pounded it on the ground,
glancing his eyes and looking for the next prey.
"You!"
When Jo-Gol found a new prey and was about to swing his fist, Yoon Jong
appeared like a guard next to him, and turned the prey’s jaw with a clean
flying kick.
Thud.
"Keuruk……."
Jo-Gol's eyes widened as he watched Hainan's disciple collapse to the ground.
"No, it was my prey! Sahyung!"
However, Yoon Jong pretend didn’t listen to Jo-Gol and rushed toward the
Hainan's disciple like a beast seeking for food.
"Gasp!"
Seeing Yoon Jong rushing toward them, Hainan’s disciple swallowed the wind.
On the outside, an elegant Taoist is turning a person's chin neatly with sunken
eyes. It is terrifying to see a peasant punching like cutting rice
without restraint.
"N-No. How?"
"What?"
"Y-You guys from Sword Sect, right?" (Gommun. Gom/Geom is sword. Mun
from Munpa, it is sect.)
Sword Sect.
A term for a sect that mainly uses a sword.
There is a limit to human ability, and not everyone can be an all-rounder, so
there is bound to be a weapon that is used as the main force.
But no matter how they look at it, those Mount Hua punk are too accustomed to
Fist Art.
'Then...…?'
Isn't their body just the type that mainly uses Fist Art? Those narrow
shoulders and tight muscles on the forearms ignite the suspicion even more.
"So what?"
Yoon Jong grinned and slowly approached Hainan's disciples.
"We should rather draw a sword, wouldn't we? It would be a shame if we
were the second in the world to train with our bare bodies."
‘I've been living like hell because of someone. Have you ever climbed a cliff
without a single rope?’
‘That changes the way you look at the world, man.’
"Thi-This is a scam...…."
"Then go and talk to the government, you bastard!"
Yoon Jong rolled his legs with
a low turn and jumped on the fallen man and swung his fist in earnest.
Jo-Gol looked at the figure with delight.
‘You fight well, our Sahyung.’
‘That yangban is a Taoist. Aigoo….’
He peeked around.
It wasn't just Yoon Jong. Mount Hua's disciples were unilaterally beating up Hainan's
disciples.
First of all, it was important that Baek Chun got a head start by blowing Gwa
Hwan-so off at once, and even though they were famous disciples, it was his
first time experiencing such a fight.
"The experience is different. Experience! You bastards!"
This is the experience of being thrown down a cliff more than 10 times after
rushing as a group to put a fist to Chung Myung’s snout!
While everyone was on the rampage, there were some who stood out exceptionally.
First of all, Baek Chun.
"How dare you swear at Mount Hua? Come here. Come here when I still talk
nicely, you punks."
Those who were caught by Baek Chun turned their eyes upside down and got
beaten.
One of the people who suffered the most from Chung Myung in Mount Hua was Baek
Chun. That's how much Baek Chun hates Chung Myung, but...….
‘You hate it, but you look-alike.'
It's almost like... … . Isn't it a little taller and more handsome Chung Myung?
Jo-Gol, who couldn't bear to see more of the scene, turned his head slightly.
But a more terrifying sight was unfolding there.
Crack!
Yoo Iseol's kick hits precisely.
And when Jo-Gol saw the scene, he got fed up and closed his eyes tightly.
"Ugh……."
Hainan's disciple, who grabbed their crotch, collapses with a sad groan that feels
like tears are about to fall.
Seeing them lying on the ground, foaming and trembling, makes me want to run
and pat them right away. It feels like all of the hidden compassion is coming
out.
Yoo Iseol, however, searched for the next victim with her cold eyes as if human
mind did not exist.
'Sago is... very angry.'
‘Come to think of it.’
When it comes to affection for Mount Hua, isn't Yoo Iseol the one who fights
for the top position among the disciples?
She heard others speak ill of Mount Hua before her face.… This situation was as
if they asking for it themselves.
"How dare this bitch!"
"What?"
Yoo Iseol's feet are locked to the man who was rushing at her.
She grabbed the head of a shrimp-like bent person and began to punch the face.
Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok!
Jo-Gol turned his head once more.
‘I'm sorry, guys.'
‘I should have told them in advance that she’s the most violent person in Mount
Hua.
‘A girl?’
There is no such concept in Mount Hua.
And there was one more person performing unexpectedly.
"You Hainan hillbilly!"
Tang So-so climbs onto the
Hainan Sect’s disciple that she has knocked down on the ground and swings her
fist.
Pok!
"Where's your mouth?"
Pok!
"They're really going to die!" (The raw is "진짜 뒈지려고 이것들이!")
The waist that rotates coldly every time she about to punch gives an idea of
the power of that punch.
The half-year training that Chung Myung started with was enough to change the
woman warrior of the Tang Family, which used to throw a beautiful dagger
(Secret Weapon), into the Mount Hua tiger that puts weight-bearing fists one
after another.
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
Oh, of course, the personality seems to have changed a bit.
Jo-Gol grinned.
‘There's nothing to do.'
Inconspicuousness was not weakness. Everyone's lightly folding their backs and
putting the opponent on the ground.
As a result, Hainan, which has nearly twice as many numbers, was being
unilaterally beaten by Mount Hua.
And the person who created this scene...….
"Good job, good job! There you go! Waist, waist! No, you have to hit
the head there! What have you learned, in the meantime! Ei."
He was teaching hard behind the chaos.
The appearance of squatting and shouting is like about to eat even a piece of
jerky.
"Argh!"
"Retreat, retreat! These bastards are crazy!"
"Call someone! Get someone right away!"
The disciples of the Hainan
Sect, who have been completely crushed, retreated. But Mount Hua's disciples
tracked them down like hungry hounds.
"Where are you going?"
"Come here, you punk! Why don't you come here? If you get caught on the
run, you'll get hit more!"
Then they began to besiege the fleeing Hainan Sect.
As the siege became narrower, the faces of Hainan disciples turned blue.
"Keep going. I don't think I've been hit yet."
"What about a sect that
was kicked out of the Ten Great Sect? Why don't you say it again?"
The disciples of the Hainan Sect, who were completely tired of it, gathered in
the center. They couldn't understand the situation at all.
'No, how...….'
Is this even possible?
No matter how well they have trained their bodies, the opponent are part of the
Ten Great Sect, the Hainan Sect. But now they are unilaterally smashed by Mount
Hua, who’s not even one of the Ten Great Sect?
It feels like a dream.
However, the violently tightening Mount Hua momentum made it clear that this
was not a dream.
"Wha-Wha should we do?"
"……Why are you asking me?"
Mount Hua's disciples, who looked like bandits at a glance, showed their teeth
and laughed.
The moment when the disciples of the Hainan Sect closed their eyes without
knowing what to do.
"What the hell are you doing?"
With a loud shout, a monk wearing a yellow robe appeared.
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From koreanhanja app, a KR hanja
激 물결 부딪혀 흐를 격, 찌를 격, 맑은 소리 격, 말 과격히 할 격, arouse, excite, incite; quickly (16)
浪 물결 랑, wave; wasteful, reckless (10)
勢 권세 세, 위엄 세, 불알 세, 기회 세, power, force; tendency (13)
Thus far, the hanja I looked up online has similar meaning to hanzi, but just note that there might be differences that only a native korean/or someone who studied it for a long time might know.
As an example, look at 'I reincarnated as the crazy heir' chapter 46. From a CN pov, whenever you see the characters going into a stance and exuding their pressure or aura, that is 勢. Not sure if KR sees 勢 that way.
It's the way how they go into a stance/posture/gait and execute the move that they want, and the crazier or more powerful that 勢 is, that the more pressure they exude.