Chapter 274

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"Tha-That's right."

"At least Mount Hua with those children is a strong sect. It's different from our time, Sect Leader. So there's no need to be surprised at each of those kids' performances. It's natural."

Hyun Jong grabbed his thigh slightly.

Those calm words shake Hyun Jong's heart.

Strong.

Has Mount Hua ever received such an assessment in a hundred years?

Until now, the word "strong" has been appropriate for other sects.

But the day comes when they are able to speak up for themselves that they are strong.

"Soon, the other sects will recognize us. Is there any reason not to? If they ignore Mount Hua, the children who are smashed by our children are going to become stupid idiots."

"I suppose so."

"So we just have to watch."

Hyun Jong nodded quietly.

"We should be manure for those children."

Seeing his benevolent expression, Hyun Young raised the corners of his lips.

"Sect Leader. I have a question."

"Hm?"

"How was the face of the Hainan Sect’s Sect Leader?"

"……."

"I think Southern Edge Sect was worth watching. Please tell me! I don't think I can sleep because I'm curious about this."

"Oh, how can you be a Taoist and be glad of other people's misfortunes?"

Then Hyun Sang insinuates.

"I'm curious, too, Sect Leader."

"……."

"Don't be like that, please tell us. What was the Sect Leader of the Hainan Sect’s face look like?"

“That, that…..”

It's rotten.

"Southern Edge Sect! What about Southern Edge Sect? Jong Nigok, that man must have been unable to sleep because his stomach hurts!"

"He said words of blessing."

"Really? Kikiki. Thinking about what it must have been like for him to say words of blessing, I feel like my 10 year stomach ache is going down! Hehehehe!"

Looking at Hyun Young, who smile like a child, Hyun Jong smiled unconsciously.

'What a mess.'

A Taoist who smiles like a child in joy of others' misfortunes.

Where will Mount Hua go….?

Just where...

* * *

The next day.

The disciples arrived at the stage and opened their eyes wide.

In the morning, there was no Mount Huai Sect match, so they were able to come out a little later.

They also took more time because Chung Myung sticks to the room and insists on not going.

Anyway, it was almost noon when they arrived at the stage…….

"What.”

"What's wrong with the atmosphere?"

Mount Hua's disciples look at the stage with blank eyes.

There's a lot of vigilance stare, isn't that obvious?

No, it's not like that.

Of course, it was true that such looks were unfamiliar, but they had expected this much.

Mount Hua's disciples are not a fool either. With what they did yesterday, could there be no vigilance in the eyes of other sects?

The problem was not the eyes of the vigilantes attached to them, but the situation on the stage.

"Argh!"

"Get out of my way! d*mn it!"

The disciples of Mount Hua blinked as they watched the stage where sharp swords were pouring violently.

"Did they take a medicine?"

"Did they bring kids from Black Taoist?" (The raw is 흑도)
 
The atmosphere of the competition is different from yesterday.

There was a warm atmosphere yesterday.

Since Mount Hua's disciples finished their match without much performance, and even before the spectator watched properly, on the other stages, the match was as good as those of their best disciples.

But today, to define it in a word...….

"What a mess."

Jo-Gol's inadvertent muttering was exactly right.

There's a lot of bloody(vicious) killing intent. Techniques filled with killing intent that wasn't seen yesterday are aimed at each other, the attacker even has eyes filled with malice.

"What's wrong with them?"

Chung Myung smirked at Baek Chun's words.

"What's wrong with them? If they have come all the way here with a sword, they surely don't want to go back quietly after sucking his finger while watching others perform and gain fame."

"Huh?"

"Do you remember any of yesterday's winners?"

Baek Chun shook his head as he pondered.

“…I don’t think so? But because I had to keep an eye on our kid’s match …”

"So other people watched the other stage?"

"…I don't think so."

Chung Myung shrugs his shoulders.

"Yesterday, there were quite a few guys who would have made a name for themselves if it had been an ordinary sparring competition. Those with extraordinary skills could be recognized just by looking at them."

"Um."

"If the competition goes on in a calm atmosphere, they usually make a name for themselves and raise the reputation of their sect.…."

"Were they buried because of us?"

"That's right."

Chung Myung smiles.

"They fought to the death and won, but everyone talks about Mount Hua. How many people can stand the sight of it?"

"……."

“Even if they can tolerate it…”

Chung Myung's gaze shifted slightly onto the stage.

“These yangbans will have a slightly different position.”

This is a story that shares the same flaws with the shortcomings that Chung Myung felt at the prestigious sects in the past.

No one knows that the basics are important.

However, when one feels that one's disciple is starting to fall behind others, one will teach practical martial arts that can be used immediately.

Comparison is always the main culprit that ruins people.

"Isn't it a human being to like their little one even if the little one can't memorize a bit and has a stupid head?"

"Yes, but they’re still a child."

"Right, if the guy I hate the most comes to me and starts bragging about their son. How he already memorized the three Buddhist scriptures and said that he was called a prodigy at the academy. Then house pillars will be pulled and the roofs will collapse on that very day(means that  he will be very mad and furious at how his son loses to the braggart's son)

"……."

Baek Chun shut up.

The metaphor is so perfect that there's no way he can't understand it. Even if it's Baek Chun right now, if he is in that situation, his inside will be overturned.

"In that sense."

Chung Myung smiled and raised his chin toward the place where the Sect Leaders gathered.

"What did they say when they got back to their quarters yesterday?"

"……."

"They would say,

‘It's okay if you don't stand out, so take your time and show your skills.'

Wouldn’t they?"

"W- Would they be? Still, they're Sect Leaders from a prestigious sect, aren't they?"

"Do you really think so?"

Chung Myung grinned.

'You might not understand.'

Most people think that they are at least half as good if compared to a prestigious sect.

But is it really?

‘Now way.’

Sect Leaders are more worldly than anyone else.

To lead a huge sect means to feed, give clothing, and put disciples to sleep while continuing to embrace new disciples by destroying the reputation of other sects.

When fame rises, disciples with the better quality flock, and those of better quality grow up and raise the reputation of the sect again.

Sect Leaders who know how important this virtuous cycle has no choice but to hang on to the sect's reputation.

Isn't it a matter of just looking at what happened to Mount Hua who has lost its reputation?

Chung Myung smiled bitterly.

Perhaps they don't understand what this means even if they hear it.

It's only possible for Chung Myung who has experienced them until he was old to know how obsessed they were with Ten Great Sect and Great Five Family.

He said with a shrug.

"I didn't say anything, but would they be running wild with poison if so?"

"……."

Baek Chun, who had nothing to say, closed his mouth.

"You'll see. Now when we go up to the stage, everyone's going to be desperate to drag Mount Hua Sect down."

"Then what should we do?"

"What do we do?"

Chung Myung smiled calmly.

"It doesn't make any difference. The atmosphere must have heated up, so it's enough to break the visible head."

And he looked at the match that currently performing.

"Argghh! My arm!”

A martial artist who was beaten with a sword and broke his arm was rolling around the ground. When they see the sleeves dyed with blood, they seem to have been cut by a clumsy cut.

A sense of pleasure spreads across the face of the winner.

Sparring is a thing that guarantees some degree of injury, but the atmosphere was clearly overheated.

"Good atmosphere."

Chung Myung rolls up the corners of his mouth.

"A place to build friendship between the great people and the prestigious sects? Don't be ridiculous. Who's going to make it like that?"

The glory is enough for Mount Hua.

There is no glory to share with others. All non-Mount Hua people have to take is a disgrace.

Baek Chun nodded heavily and began to control the disciples.

Chung Myung stopped paying attention to what was going on behind him and looked at the Sect Leaders on the podium.

‘You're still looking down on this, aren't you?'

Being able to watch the spar from up there means that there is still leeway for them. If they’re really cornered, they'll be busy giving advice to the disciple who is going to perform.

"Now, how long will that relaxed attitude last?"

There is no particular grudge against them.

Although the Ten Great Sect and Great Five Family turned a blind eye to the crisis in Mount Hua, they were not necessarily obliged to help in the first place.

Besides, those who made that choice at the time had already died and disappeared.

He don't want to hold their descendants responsible for what their ancestors did. An ancestor is an ancestor. A descendant is a descendant.

Just one thing.

"Sasuk."

"Yes?"

"Look, there."

Chung Myung pointed to the podium where the Sect Leaders sat.

Baek Chun, who did not readily understand, asked with a questionable face.

"Why?"

"Isn't that annoying?"

"Huh?"

Baek Chun's expression who once again looked closely at the podium was slightly hardened.

In the luxurious chair at the front of the podium, the heads of the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family were solemnly seated.

And Hyun Jong, their Sect Leader, was sitting in a small chair placed behind them.

The back seat of the Ten Great Sect.

Although it is located on the same platform, they are clearly differentiated according to the prestige of the clan.

"It's definitely annoying."

With his eyes nailed to it, Baek Chun muttered.

Chung Myung bent his neck from side to side. There was a crack at every turn.

"Our Sect Leaders is treated as a cold meal over there but still, I'm a little curious. Why don't we break the heads of all the kids again today? Will Sect Leader sit there again tomorrow?"

"That's possible."

Baek Chun replied with cold eyes while licking his lips a little bit.

"Then shall we go on a rampage until the seat change?"

"It's been a while since you said something I liked. This is how Sasuk is supposed to be."

Their’Sect Leader was smiling broadly as he looked at the disciples as if he liked the seat he was sitting in.

The sight turns his stomach upside down.

‘Parent will said their children is beautiful even if the children are lacking.'

However, to Chung Myung, Hyun Jong is a child who is not lacking. If only Mount Hua had stood upright, he would have been able to raise its reputation.

"I have to get it back."

First, the seat.

It's nothing, but the truth is that it's more important than anything else.

At that time, Gong Cho, who was in charge of the competition, shouted with a loud voice.

"Next! Baek Chun of Mount Hua Sect!"

As soon as the call was heard, the audience turned to the place where the disciples of the Mount Hua Sect were.

Then Baek Chun clasped his sword firmly and glanced at Chung Myung.

"There's nothing to worry about."

"Huh?"

"I'll be back after a flashy performance. It was a mistake to dare to put our Mount Hua's Sect Leader there."

Chung Myung grinned pleasedly as he looked at Baek Chun's back heading to the stage.

“Anyway, you do say something I like for once in a while.”

‘You learned well.’

‘You've learned very well.’

Kikiki!

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