Chapter 273

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 273. Are you saying that prestigious sect doesn't have a head? (3)

But before his head could think, his sword moved on its own. Then, the Jeomchang disciple’s gap was smacked with a sword.

Bang!

"Arghhh!”

The Jeomchang disciple who was beaten in the side screamed and flew off the stage.

Yoon Jong looked at the opponent who flew away with absurd eyes.

"Oh……."

He should have been calmer and looked at the opponent's sword...….

It's not supposed to be like this...….

"Victors! Mount Hua's Yoon Jong!"

Once again, thunderous shouts poured out with Gong Cho's declaration.

"Uooohh!"

"Another one strike!"

"What kind of sect can finish all spar with one blow? Instead of Plum Blossom Sect, it should be One-Strike Sect (일격검문(一擊劍門))!"

"Awesome! Hahahaha! That's amazing!"

Yoon Jong came down from the stage, receiving the shouts with his whole body.

And he scratched his head awkwardly as he looked at Baek Chun, who was speechless in bewilderment.

"I'm sorry, Sasuk. At first, I was just trying to see the sword."

"...is it only that?"

"As soon as I saw the gap, my body moved on its own."

"……."

Baek Chun let out a deep sigh as he was about to say something.

"Right, thank you for your hard work."

“He… tamed us, Sasuk.”

"……."

Baek Chun's eyes trembled.

As he slowly turned his head, the image of Chung Myung beef jerky came into his eyes. (Mtl says sweets but I hardly can imagine that so instead change it to beef jerky since he often do that.)

‘Oh, one can’s spit to who is smiling.'

It was clear that there was something wrong with the old saying.

Seeing that giggling face raised a heat within him.

From Mount Hua's point of view, the first day of preliminary was a breeze.

Of course, from the perspective of other sects who watch such activities, it's like a lightning out of the blue sky, but why should Mount Hua have to worry about their position?

However, the disciples, who finished the first day of the competition with nothing better than their results, were not so excited about it.

Rather, they was staring silently at the air with dumb eyes.

The guest residence of Shaolin, where Mount Hua Sect resides.

"……."

Jo-Gol looked down at his hand with his half-focused eyes, then looked around.

Sure enough, the disciples of Mount Hua, who participated in the spar, all looked dumbfounded.

"Were we this strong?"

"…...maybe they're just weak?"

"Does that make sense? They're all disciples of the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family! Which sect did you win against today?"

"…It was Hebei Peng Family."

"Does it make sense to say that those who came to participate in the Murim Competition from Hebei Peng Family are weak? At least among the young warriors of Hebei Peng Family, they are among the top 20."

It's a great thing to win.

But they didn't just win, they literally smashed them with just one strike.

They could be purely happy if they won after a fierce battle, but they was scared because they won so easily.

"Why, it's so simple."

At someone's words, everyone's eyes turned to Chung Myung, who was dozing off in a corner.

"I thought it was hell, but I didn't think it was real hell."

"I thought that if other sects were also prestigious, they all practiced this much."

"……We really came to life from death."

Mount Hua's disciples looked at Chung Myung with complicated feelings.

Now they realize just how much that damn bastard has driven them like hell.

“Come to think of it, everyone almost died at least three or four times, right?”

"I've fallen from a cliff without a line more than five times, just three or four times won’t phase me at all!"

"I was beaten by that bastard with a wooden sword and passed out for three days before waking up. I'm glad I'm alive!"

There is definitely something to be thankful for.

Looking back on the past, however, far from being grateful, their pent-up heart flared up like wildfire.

"It's not even a person, really."

"I can't say anything because the results are good."

Baek Chun also looked at Chung Myung, sympathizing with the words.

'What the hell is that guy?'

Now, he has given up defining Chung Myung in the category of common sense, but he couldn't help but think about it every time this happened.

Is it because he is strong that he is able teach others well?

'That's ridiculous.'

Should other prestigious Elder and former Elders be weaker than Chung Myung?

It was certainly bizarre that even disciples of such prestigious people could not withstand the blow of the Mount Hua disciples.

"Anyway, there's one thing for sure."

At those words, everyone turned their heads toward the sound.

Yoon Jong continued in a serious tone.

"We're very strong."

"……."

"Or those people who say that they are prestigious or whatnot, are worse than we think."

That's an absurd word.

If it were the normal Baek Chun, he might have criticized Yoon Jong for being hasty just after a day's experience.

But now he couldn't bring himself to say that.

Ten of the fifteen disciples performed the first day's match, and all of them won. It's not just a victory, but the opponent was literally a throw away from the stage.

Humility is a matter of time and place, how shameless is it to be humble here?

The man who successively achieved an overwhelming victory in a row.

'I’m sorry. It's just that I'm lucky, but actually, other people are better than me.'

What would happen if they said such a thing?

On that day, other Elders will untie their clothes and turn into crazy fighters and rush to break their heads as if inkstones. (The raw is 선비들)

Baek Chun bit his lower lip gently.

He was Daesahyung who was supposed to lead them.

Even if everyone is overjoyed and can't stand the excitement, he has to keep his focus.

"I know you're excited about the good result, but keep your focus. There's no way that the potential of those who are called prestigious sects is just this."

Mount Hua's disciples listened to Baek Chun and nodded.

"Perhaps from tomorrow, they will be warier of us as well. So don't forget your coolness. We are still as weak as they can be.…."

Bang!

At that moment, the door opens like it's going to break.

"Wha-What!"

"I’m surprised!"

Mount Hua's disciples sprang up from their seats.

However, their faces, which checked the door, were soon baffled.

"Hyun Young El……. No, Sect Leader?"

Baek Chun blinked his eyes.

‘What is it? He looked like Elder Hyun Young for a second.'

It was Hyun Jong who opened the door.

A halo seemed to shine from the back of his supremely benevolent smile.

The corners of his mouth rolled up.

Soft curved eyes and slightly open arms.

It was like a real Buddha incarnation.

"Se-Sect Leader?"

"Welcome! Sect Leader!"

Hyun Jong walked slowly inside and also slowly nodded his head.

"Hahahaha. You've all worked hard. You've done a great job!"

Then he stroked Jo-Gol's head who is nearest to him.

Baek Chun laughed bitterly.

He has seen Hyun Jong for quite some time, but he has never seen him so pleased and happy.

‘Why wouldn't he?'

Prior to the competition,  he had been called to a place where the Ten Great Sect, Great Five Family, and many famous Sect Leaders from all over the world gathered for Murim Competition.

He came to show off their sect’s power and momentum, but in front of all of them, the disciples of Mount Hua were so active.

It wouldn't be strange if he could ascend to Heaven right away because he feel so good.

"How proud our ancestors must have been if they had seen this! Hahahaha."

Hyun Jong gently wiped the corner of his eyes.

It was around the time when everyone was about to be solemn at the sight.

"Hey, don't stand in the way and get this!"

This time, Hyun Young really came in.

He was carrying several large baskets in front of his chest.

Looking at the appearance, Hyun Jong asked.

"What is all this?"

"It's food."

"Food? What's up with the food?"

"Oh, of course, it's for the kids!"

Hyun Jong frowned slightly at Hyun Young's sudden remark.

"Didn't Shaolin serve us a meal?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Hyun Young looked at Hyun Jong and clicked his tongue loudly.

"The only thing the kitchen gives us is grassroots, how can we utilize our strength after eating them!"

Hyun Young put the basket on the table and pulled up the cloth covered the tops one by one.

Then, the roasted chicken and steamed pork filled the basket showed its fine appearance.

"You need to eat meat to gain strength! Meat! How dare they to feed our precious kids grass!"

Hyun Jong's eyes were wide open.

"M-Meat?"

"Yes!"

"You’re saying to eat beef and meat in Shaolin?"

Hyun Young was just heartbroken at Hyun Jong's words.

"Why would it matter, those guys are the monks, not us."

"N-No, but...…."

He can’t believe there are people in the world looking for meat in the temple.

And he didn't expect such a man to be his Saje!

Leaving him unable to speak because of the absurdity, Hyun Young called the children and began to spread the meat to be eaten.

"Come on, everyone, eat! Eat to regain your strength, you cute bastards!"

"Thank you for the meal!"

"Thank you, Elder!"

"Come on, come on. Keke."

Hyun Young watched the disciples inhaling the meat like water with great satisfaction.

Of course, it would be a gluttonous sight to others, but in Hyun Young's eyes, it was as cute as a chick pecking at a feed.

"Chung Myung! Where is Chung Myung? That's right! There you are!"

He rushed to Chung Myung who dozing off in the corner and patted him gently on the back.

"Chung Myung-ah, it's meat! Let's eat!"

"Meat!"

Chung Myung opened his eyes wide!

"Yes, yes. You had a hard time eating only grass. I'll feed you meat every meal from today!"

Everyone looked happy.

Hyun Jong murmured blankly.

"……Is this really okay?"

"What, what can they say? Tell them to win if they feel wronged!"

"……."

Hyun Young stroked Chung Myung's head as he ate meat with a face like no other in the world.

"Can you do well tomorrow?"

"Dohn whorry. Ah goin thp brick theyr hads." (Talk while munching. Good kids please finish chewing your meal first.)

"Yes, yes. Head! Yes, hahahahaha!"

Hyun Jong also smiled pleasedly as he watched the two men drink happily.

‘Now I don't know.'

‘Well, everything's gonna be fine. Somehow.’

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