Kwak Hwan-so flinched as he saw Hwasan's disciples rushing madly.
Are these guys really not thinking?'
This place is Shaolin's horn.
In other words, it is the place where the world's armed forces regard it as the most sacred place and the ship of the most powerful Munpa in the current river.
I held on to my stomach because I didn't want to lose the momentum, but I thought that if I came out here, Hwasan would take a step back at the right time. They don't want to cause trouble here either.
But what's going on?
'What's so slow down?'
There's no hesitation in the Wasans.
As soon as that Chung-Myung or something gave instructions, it was like an army ordered by a general.….
No, but rather, they were just rushing in like a boar who was prepaid.
"Don't back off!"
Kwak Hwan-so, who thought it was already irreversible, shouted with his teeth clenched.
Then, he gulped down his mouth as he watched those who were rushing in with their eyes flaring.
Among them, those at the forefront were distinctly unusual.
"Go! Stay! Accident! Death!"
Baek Cheon, Yoo-Esul. Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol rushed from the lead to Haenampa with a shout from behind.
Of course, there was no black in their hands, but the spirit they were emitting was no different.
And at that moment, Yoon-jong pushes Baek Cheon's shoulder, who was running straight from the top to Kwak Hwan-so.
"What is it!"
"I'll take care of that bastard, Sasook!"
"There's always cold water up and down, but does a man named Quil want to steal your private life?"
"Where is the top and bottom in Hwasan!"
"That's quite right. You son of a b*tc*!
Baek Cheon pushed Yoon-Jong's chest out with his hand and rushed back toward Kwak Hwan-so.
"Do they think I'm easy?"
Kwak Hwan-so spewed fire from his eyes.
He was proud of himself as a great student of Haenampa. But I couldn't stand it because the Wasans were fighting against each other in front of my eyes.
"I'll kill you! You're a parasite!"
Kwak Hwan-so, whose anger soared to the top of his head, rushed toward Baek Cheon.
Love, love, love and sorrow!
Kwak Hwan-so's fist, embracing the power, flew toward Baek Cheon's face.
A book that is not ashamed of Haenam's name!
It was the peak of the turbulent times.
It was a powerful blow that most of his peers could not easily confront, no matter how well they were disciple.
Unfortunately, however, it was Baek Cheon who welcomed him.
Baek Cheon, who saw Kwak Hwan-so's fist, shook his hand lightly.
His gently swung arm clung to Kwak Hwan-so's wrist and lightly pushed it aside.
Kwak Hwan-so's fist, which was flying quickly toward the opponent's face, was deflected sideways with a light gesture.
What is this?
And in his eyes came the image of Baek Cheon with his back turned back.
The body twisted to the limit rotated at once.
Soon, a fist full of exclamations cuts through Ho Gong and neatly locks in Kwak Hwan-so's lower jaw.
A man's fist hit a man's face, and absurdly, I heard a sound of a loud drum.
Kwak Hwan-so couldn't even scream and bounced back. The body spun like a top and flew away and was stuck in the wall.
Haenam's disciples stopped moving at once.
Their eyes slowly turn to Kwak Hwan-so, who is stuck in the back.
What happened?'Shocked and embarrassed simultaneously. It was an incredible sight to see.
"Oh, my God.…at once?"
While watching Kwak Hwan-so cramping with crab foam in his mouth, his disciples rubbed their eyes wide open.
It's a single blow.
'How can an ambassador lose consciousness at one stroke?'
If the other person is a student of Shaolin, who usually learns authority, I will try to understand it.
But you're going to be smashed in a single blow against a disciple?
And even to Hwasan?
Baek Cheon kicked his tongue when he saw his students in Haenam who couldn't accept reality.
"Where are you punching in front of me? I've been hit a thousand times since I've been a bamboo punch."
It's sad that I got hit, not hit.
Yoon-Jong whispers with a sad face.
"I'm not bragging about it."
Especially, being beaten by a quaint is not even a boast.
Baek Cheon, who coughed low in vain, chanted toward Haenampa.
"No need to say! Sweep it!"
Hwasan's students, who were in high spirits, rushed at the disciples of the Haenam faction in front of them.
When they saw Kwak Hwan-so flying away, the students of Haenampa had to greet Hwasan's disciples, unable to shake off their shock.
Hwasan's disciples, armed with strong muscles, are pushing with handguns.
"Say it again, you bastards!"
It was Hwasan's disciples who had a history of being beaten, and who were ignored was nothing short of routine.
If they had seen them training for the past six months, prisoners caught in a fight and working in coal mines in the remote northern part of the country would have shed tears in appreciation of their lives.
As a result, I don't feel particularly angry about being ignored at some point.
But it was a completely different matter for them to be ignored and for Hwasan to be ignored.
"I didn't like you guys anyway."
"What? The old file room? When did Haenam start ignoring Hwasan as a file room?"
Deep in my heart, there was a resentment that I had been kicked out of the old file room.
Jo-Gol grabbed the face of the Haenam disciple right in front of him and hit him on the floor.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jo-Gol, who used a hammer to hammer a person's head and pounded it on the floor, looks for the next prey with his eyes fluttering.
When Jo-Gol, who found a new prey, was about to swing his fist, Yoon-Jong, who appeared like a guard next to him, turned his jaw with a clean flying kick.
Jo-Gol looked at Haenam's student, who fell to the floor.
"No, I'm the one to beat! Death penalty!"
However, Yun-Jong did not pretend to listen to Jo-Gol and rushed toward his next year's disciple like a prey-seeking beast.
Seeing Yoon-jong rushing toward him, Haenam disciple swallowed the wind.
On the surface, an elegant Taoist is turning a man's chin neatly with his sinking eyes. It is terrifying to see a farmer punching like cutting rice with restrained movements.
"Oh, no. How?"
"You, you guys are inspections, right?"
A term for a gate faction that usually uses a sword.
There is a limit to human ability, and not everyone can be an all-round beauty, so there is a weapon to use as a main force.
By the way, those Wasans are so used to the art of percussion."And if you look at it...…?'
Doesn't the body use the power angle? Those broad shoulders and small muscles in his forearms ignite more doubts.
Yoon-jong grinned and slowly approached Haenam's student.
"Why didn't you pull out the sword? It's sad if we're second to none in the world."
I've been living in hell for someone. Have you climbed a distant cliff without a rope?
That changes the way you look at the world, man.
"Ee, this is a scam...…."
"Go talk to him, then, Kwan!"
Yoon-Jong rolled up 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're a good fighter, my brother.
He's a master. Oh, my God.
He peeked around.
It wasn't just Yoon-Jong. Hwasan's disciples were unilaterally beating up Haenam's disciples.
First of all, it was important that Baek Cheon got a head start by blowing Kwak Hwan-so off at once, and even though they were famous disciples, it was his first time experiencing such a fight.
"Experience is different. Experience! You bastards!"
This is Chung-Myung's experience of being thrown down a cliff more than 10 times after rushing as a group to put a fist in his mouth!
While everyone was on the rampage, there were some who stood out exceptionally.
First of all, Baek Cheon.
"How dare you swear at Hwasan? Come here. Come here when you say something nice, you bastards."
Baek Cheon turned his eyes upside down and all the people who got caught were trying to slap.
One of the people who suffered the most from Chung-Myung in Hwasan was Baek Cheon. That's how much Baek Cheon hates Chung-Myung, but...….
You hate it, but you look alike.'
That's almost like...I think Chung-Myung is more handsome and handsome.
Jo-Gol, who couldn't bear to see more of the scene, turned his head slightly.
But there was a more horrific scene.
Yoo-Esul's kick hits precisely.
And Jo-Gol was fed up and closed his eyes.
Haenam's disciple, who grabbed his crotch, collapses with a sad groan that feels like tears are about to fall.
Seeing him shake with foam on the floor makes me want to run and knock on the mess right away. It feels like all of the hidden compassion is coming out.
Yoo-Esul, however, searched for the next victim with his cold eyes as if the human mind did not exist.
'The accident... is very angry.'
When it comes to affection for Hwasan, isn't Yoo-Esul the one who fights for the top rank among his students?
I've heard that kind of man speak ill of Hwasan before my eyes.…this situation is tantamount to themselves.
"How dare you!"
Yoo-Esul's feet are trapped in the pit of the man who was running.
She grabbed the head of a shrimp-bent man and began to put power in his face.
Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
Jo-Gol turned his head again.
I'm sorry, guys.'
I should have told you in advance that he's the most violent person in Hwasan.
There is no such concept in Hwasan.
And there was one more person playing unexpectedly.
"You Haenam hillbilly!"Dang-Soso climbs onto the Haenampa disciple that he knocked down on the floor and swings his fist.
Oh, my god!
"Where's your mouth?"
Oh, my god!
"They're really going to die!"
It gives us a sense of the power of that fist, which turns cold every time we insert one shot and one shot.
Chung-Myung's half-year training, which began with his determination, was enough to turn the party's female cooperative, which had been throwing beautifully, into Hawsan's hogul, who put in a fist full of weight.
"Go, go, go!"
Oh, of course, my personality seems to have changed a bit.
There's nothing to do.'
Unnoticed was not a weak point of weakness. Everyone's lightly folding their backs and putting them on the floor.
As a result, Haenam, nearly twice as many, was being beaten unilaterally by Hwasan.
And the person who created this scene...….
"Good job, good job! There you go! Back, back! No, you're supposed to hit me on the head! What have you learned?
I was teaching hard behind the stir.
The way he squatted and shouted is about to open a jerky.
"Back, back, back! These bastards are crazy!"
"Bring me in! Right now, man!
The students of the Haenam faction, who have been completely crushed, step back. But Hawasan's disciples tracked them down like hungry hounds.
"Where are you going?"
"Come here, you son of a b*tc*! 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 Haenampa
As the siege became narrower, the faces of Haenam disciples turned blue.
"Keep going. I don't think I've been hit yet."
"Munpa who got kicked out of Goofa and what? Why don't you say it again?"
The students of Haenam, who were completely fed up, huddled into the center. They couldn't understand the situation at all.
'No, how can I... '….'
Is this even possible?
No matter how well they've been training themselves.However, they are the southwestern factions of the Old Federation. But now, it's not even a file room, it's going to be smashed this way in Hwasan?
I think I'm dreaming.
But Hawsan's cruelly tightening spirit was clearly telling us that this wasn't a dream.
"Oh, what do I do?"
"……Why are you asking me?"
Hwasan's disciples, who looked like bandits at a glance, showed their teeth and laughed.
The moment when the disciples of the Haenam faction closed their eyes without knowing what to do.
"What the hell are you doing?"
With a great outcry, the middles in yellow artillery showed up.