Chapter 286

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 286. The end is another beginning (1)

The front of the podium.

It is not the second row that he had to look at the back of the so-called prestigious people.

The front seat. His chair was added to the front seat, where only the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family could sit.

 The seat is not important, but I feel a little ashamed because the Sect Leader of the sect who had the most disciples to the finals is sitting behind me.

Tang Gun-ak’s words were the decisive blow. In the end, the Sect Leaders, who had been stabbed in the side, simply agreed to change Mount Hua's seat to the front row.

Although it was judged only by the performance of the rising star, Mount Hua was recognized as a world-class sect at this moment, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Ten Great Sect.

If it were usual, it was worth shedding tears because there was a lot of emotion.

If it were the usual.

Unfortunately, however, Hyun Jong could not be the same as usual.

The sound of other Sect Leaders whispering around him pierced his ears.

"Gambling……."

"What the hell is going on here, gambling in the sacred land of Shaolin?"

"Who the hell is he from?"

"I heard it's Huayin Sect Munju."

"Huayin Sect? Has anyone heard of it?"

Whenever the word "gambling" came out, Hyun Jong flinched like a person with a needle stuck in his butt.

‘I'm going crazy.’

As he thought, he wanted to run right away and overturn the seat.

But now that he has already climbed to the podium, it's only possible in his imagination.

At that time, Wudang’s Sect Leader Heo Dojin opened his mouth with a subtle smile.

"If it's Huayin Sect...…."

His slightly slow voice caught the attention of the people around him.

"I think I know where is this?"

"……."

Hyun Young's face turned white as he looked at him.

In the past, Mount Hua Sect clashed with Wudang over Huayin Sect.

Therefore, Heo Dojin, Wudang Sect Leader, must know that Huayin Sect is a subsidiary sect of Mount Hua.

Heo Dojin looked at Hyun Jong with a friendly smile.

But Hyun Jong felt the smile like that of a viper.

"You know? Where is Huayin Sect?"

"How can a place like that come to Shaolin and taint the water? Go ahead and tell the story, Sect Leader."

"We must act now."

It was when Hyun Young was sweating and thinking about how to deal with the situation.

"Is there a problem?"

"…Yes?"

Tang Gun ak, who opened his mouth in a calm manner, looked over the Sect Leaders once and continued speaking indifferently.

"This is Shaolin."

"Right, isn't that what we’re saying? If it's not Shaolin, why do we have to argue whether we gamble or not?"

"You don't understand. It means that how to deal with what's going on here depends solely on Shaolin's will."

Everyone shut their mouths at the words.

"I know you're worried, but please be careful in your words and actions. Each and every reprimand can be a blame on Shaolin. If Shaolin didn't approve it, who would dare open the vendor?"

At that moment, the Sect Leaders all looked at the leader of Shaolin' Bop Jeong.

Bop Jeong smiled as he faced the gathering gaze.

"Wouldn't it be okay?"

"Ba-  Bangjang."

"But the sacred land of Shaolin...…."

The Sect Leaders were bewildered but Bop Jeong just smiled.

"I never thought Shaolin was a sacred place."

"……."

Bop Jeong put his hands together lightly.

"Shaolin is just a common temple you can find anywhere. It's just that there are a lot more people. But what makes it such a great place to gather people but not enjoy it?" (" 해 봐야 세상에 흔히 있는 절간에 불가합니다.)

"Umm."

Bop Jeong smiled as he watched the Sect Leader who couldn't agree and coughed uncomfortably.

"Isn't it enough to be strict with the disciples of our own sect? For those of you who come to see our disciples, we can't ask them to fit in. On the contrary, I am only grateful if you entertain yourself like that."

As soon as Bop Jeong's words were over, praise and sympathy poured out.

"As expected of Bangjang."

"Hoho, this place should be the venue for the festival." ("허허, 하기야 이 자리는 축제의 장이 되어야지요.")

It doesn't matter whether the logic is right or not.

If the leader of Shaolin says so, it is irrefutable. All the people gathered here are Sect Leaders of the sect who lead the world, but no one dares to speak up about him.

This is the power that Shaolin has built with history.

Usually, Hyun Jong would have been thrilled by the enormous power of the sect called Shaolin, but now he could only breathe a sigh of relief at the fact that this matter was somehow resolved.

'It feels like my life span has been reduced by ten years.'

After barely rejuvenating, the extended life span is cut off day by day.

Hyun Jong, who secretly made a sound of sickness, opened his ax eyes and looked at the disciples of Mount Hua.

'It's okay to lose the rest of my life, but you have to get good results unconditionally!'

The reputation is as good as blown away, so they have to take care of the result. At least the result!

‘You punk!’

“Does it seem that Sect Leader is going through a hard time?”

"Huh?"

At Baek Chun's words, Chung Myung turned his eyes slightly as if he didn't understand.

"That gambling den. That……."

"Oh, right!"

Chung Myung clapped his hands.

"I have to bet, too."

"……."

Chung Myung put his hand in his arms and pulled out his bundle of slips.

"...w-why did you bring so much money?"

"Money is useful somehow. Look, bringing it in has a use."

He's about to sweep away the gambling den.

Baek Chun shook his head as he saw Chung Myung smiling with his mouth wide open.

However, rather than being criticized, Chung Myung looked at him with a warm smile on his face.

"What is that look? It's so annoying."

"Sasuk."

"What?"

"I'm gonna bet everything on the first round. If you lose, you'll die."

"……."

"On the day you, you'll make money by any means you can, so do well. If you don't want to end up grabbing a pickaxe in a North Sea coal mine, you'd better win even if you die."

"……."

It was too warm words for Sajil to say to Sasuk.

"Chung Myung-ah."

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"When didn't you ask? Feel free to ask."

"Who do you think will win?"

Chung Myung returned the gaze as if there was no other pathetic thing in the world.

Then Baek Chun looked serious.

"Except you."

"Huh?"

"Who is most likely to win the competition except for you?"

‘Oh, except me?’

Chung Myung had a subtle look on his face.

"Hmm."

Chung Myung, who scratched his cheek lightly, shrugged.

"I don't know."

"…Don't you know?"

"Of course I know who's the strongest. But, spar doesn't necessarily mean that the strongest wins."

Just as Baek Chun was about to ask something more, Chung Myung continued.

"But I still see some potential individuals. First of all, Shaolin's crazy monk."

Baek Chun nodded heavily. He was well aware of it.

‘Did the name was Hye Yeon?'

That blow was truly terrifying. That one move alone seemed to be enough to make him as a winning candidate.

No one who has watched the match would disagree with this prediction.

Chung Myung said after brief thought.

"Oh, and that tough guy from Namgung family, too."

Baek Chun frowned when a reference to Namgung Dohui was made.

"I think there's one in Wudang, and there was a strong one in the Peng Family. And, um... Shouldn't Geum Ryong still be considered a winning candidate? Some guys will have a hard time dealing with him.”

"……Namgung Family, Wudang Sect, Peng Family, and Southern Edge Sect."

All of them are the ones who make the world resonate like no one else.

"Other than that, about three or four nuts? Actually, it wouldn't be weird if any of them won."

"So if it weren't for you, one of them would have won?"

"No."

"…then?"

Chung Myung crumpled his face as if he was asking such an obvious question.

"If I'm not here, Sasuk will win. Isn't that obvious?"

"……."

"Why? Are you not confident?"

Baek Chun, who had been silent for a moment, twitched subtly.

"Am I not confident?"

It was that moment.

"Mount Hua Sect Baek Chun!"

Baek Chun slowly rose from his seat and looked back at Chung Myung.

"I'll prove it and come back, so just wait."

"Hou?"

Then he began to walk out towards the stage in a more calm manner. There was no other comparable picture of Baek Chun walking with his broad shoulders wearing in black uniform.

Chung Myung smirked at the gorgeous look.

‘He's very simple, too.'

It was a lie.

Oh, of course, it's clear that one of the winning candidates is Baek Chun. In terms of probability, he remains in the top three.

But winning is difficult.

Because there is one monster.

Chung Myung's eyes are on Shaolin.

‘Did the name was Hye Yeon?'

That guy is a lost cause.

The current Baek Chun will probably be unable to handle him.

Of course, there is a way to win.

But that's when discussing the competition, and if it’s about skill, it's at a level that doesn't even need to be put on the scale.

He doesn't know what would happen if he were given a few more years, but the comparison is now.

"Uh, and...…."

Chung Myung scratched his cheek.

"I didn't say there was one more person in Southern Edge Sect."

‘Well, it's gonna be okay, right?’

Back Chun, on stage, smiled lightly as he looked at his opponent.

‘His name was Jong Seo-han.'

He is one of the great disciples of second-class disciples of the Southern Edge Sect. He was always next to Jin Geum Ryong whenever he did something.

Jong Seo-han smiled at Baek Chun, twisting the corners of his mouth.

"It's a coincidence that I met the great White Dragon."

"……."

"Are you ready?"

Baek Chun stared at him and turned his gaze to the place where Southern Edge Sect's disciples gathered.

Sure enough, Jin Geum Ryong is staring at him with cold eyes.

"Where are you looking at?"

"……."

"You seem to think you're a big shot after gaining a false reputation. You don't even deserve to look at Sahyung. You didn't forget, did you? You second-class disciples of Mount Hua has never defeated Southern Edge Sect. Yes, that reputation is nothing more than a leftover after that damned Divine Dragon."

It was a sharp and violent provocation.

But Baek Chun was as calm as ever.

"Yes, that's right. Admit it."

"…what?"

"I admit it."

Jong Seo-han looked blankly at Baek Chun.

‘Does he have no pride?'

How can he be so calm after hearing such a thing?

But Baek Chun continued with a nonchalant look as if it were not a big deal.

"Mount Hua's second-class disciples have never beaten Southern Edge Sect's second-class disciples, and my reputation is clearly overestimated."

"……."

"But what's the point?"

Sreuruk.

Baek Chun slowly pulled out the sword.

"If I haven't won so far, I can just win from now on, and if my reputation is too much, I can make it so that it fits me. I'm sorry, but Mount Hua's disciples don't live in the past as you guys do." (I think it is by living up to his reputation)

"This guy!"

Baek Chun smirked at the furious Jong Seo-han.

It's new.

In the past, he trained with all his might to beat Jin Geum Ryong. But looking back now, he would not have been able to defeat Jong Seo-han, who was in front of him now, let alone Jin Geum Ryong.

The gap between Mount Hua and Southern Edge Sect was so wide.

"Oh, I'll correct one."

Jong Seo-han's eyes were full of doubts about Baek Chun's words.

"Mount Hua doesn't cling to the past, but I guess I'm a bit petty and obsessed with the past. The memories of the time I was smashed in the past are still attached to me."

Baek Chun tapped his temples lightly with his fingers. Jong Seo-han showed his teeth fiercely.

"Don't worry. I'll cover it with a new memory. The experience of being smashed once again in front of so many people won’t be light, it will remain in your head for the rest of your life."

"That's it."

Baek Chun grinned.

"As you said, it was Chung Myung who beat Southern Edge Sect, not us. But now we have a chance. According to the match list, Jin Geum Ryong is next if I beat you."

And he looks at Jong Seo-han with bright blue eyes.

"I will completely cut down the specter of Southern Edge Sect, who's still stuck to Mount Hua with my own hands. Bring it on. I will prove that Southern Edge Sect is no longer Mount Hua's opponent."

Baek Chun, who took the stance of the Twenty-four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, raised his sword and aimed at Jong Seo-han.

Black uniform and white headband. (The literal mtl says white hero gun. The raw is 새하얀 영웅건)

The sword in his hand reflected the sun.

In addition to the outstanding looks.

It was the appearance of the hero in the story itself. All the spectators were mesmerized by the splendid appearance and looked at Baek Chun.

But only one.

Jong Seo-han was the only one who didn't look at the scene favorably.

"Let's see if the sword is as sharp as your snout!"

"Don't worry. It's sharp enough!"

"Iik!"

Jong Seo-han, who had been pushed back with words, grit his teeth and finally drew his sword.

Baek Chun turned his head slightly and looked at Jin Geum Ryong.

Jin Geum Ryong looked coldly on the stage with blade-like eyes.

'You'd better take a good look, Hyung-nim.'

Southern Edge Sect will fall at Baek Chun's hands, not Chung Myung's.

That would be the last consideration of Baek Chun, who once cared for Southern Edge Sect.

Looking at the heightened tension on stage, Yoon Jong clenched his fist.

"Chung Myung, Sasuk going to win, right?"

But there was no return answer.

"Chung Myung-ah?"

When Yoon Jong turned around, Chung Myung's seat was empty. Next to it, only Jo-Gol stood with a grim face.

"...he went to collect money."

"……."

‘Really...’

‘The sect looks good.’

‘That's very good, d*mn it.’

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I think the last few sentences commented on how the sect is supposed to be like family, and what could be more important than a life-changing match of one of the family members? Well, that’s nonsense for Chung myung since he had to collect his money ahahahah. I don’t know how to put it well.

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