Chapter - 293 Episode 293. I'm still your wall. (3)



The morning sun shoves through the window.



Then the bird chirping began to tickle its ears.



Baek Cheon opened his eyes still.



Pushing out the blanket, he lifted his upper body and looked around slightly.



It is indeed a quiet, peaceful morning.



It couldn't just be a peaceful morning for Hana Baek Cheon.



It's today.



Baek Cheon's eyes, looking out the window, sank low.



Close.



Baek Cheon, who had a hero gun on his forehead, looked at himself in Tokyo.



Wasan's black robe and plum print on his chest. And a white hero on his forehead.



Once again he realized he was a disciple of Hwasan.



And I imagined it. Wasan's unclothed self in Jongnam's unclothes.



'You look alike.'



Jin Geum Ryong's appearance overlapped with that of himself.



Even if they broke up due to some kind of accident when they were young, they looked just like each other as soon as they met each other.



A low sigh, he sat on a chair and pulled out a sword.



Then he started cleaning the sword by oiling the hemp.



(Screams.



(Screams.



Every time I wipe off the sword, I feel a little calm.



Maybe



Perhaps there was a slightly different option.



The life of running out of the house and not entering Hwasan, but following Jin Geum Ryong's footsteps under the teachings of Jin Cho-baek, who remained in Jongnam.



That would have probably changed a lot.



Do I regret it?



You're welcome.



They can be a family even if they don't continue to bleed or stay together since birth.



Now his family is not the Jin family. Only Hwasan is his family.



Today's rubbing will be a confirmation of all that.



So I'm going to get a little more sharp...….



Bang!



"……."



"Sasook, are you up?"



"……."



Baek Cheon's eyes trembled as he stormed through the door.



"You don't kick the door, you open it with your hands. How many times have I...…."



"Oh, what are you saying? Hurry up and come here."



"……."



Chung-Myung stuck his head out behind him.



"Sasook, let's go."



"We're all set!"



Baek Cheon stared at the three people and smirked.



Yeah, of course. I think it's good.



My family is here.'



He rose from his seat with a smile.



"Come on, guys. Let's go!"



"Oh, I'm so confident! You seem very motivated to commit a foul play against your brother!"



Oh…….



Let's get rid of him.



That punk.



* * *



The audience is rather quieter than ever.



Of the many participants, the remaining ones are only 60 and four.



The audience, who had been interested in which literary faction was more active, is now slowly focusing on who will win.



"Isn't Namggung Dowi the most likely of all?"



"What are you talking about? It's time for Paengga to cross Namgung Sega."



"You stuffy man. Oh Dae Sega can't cross the file room. That's true. I'm sure Shaolin's Hye Yeon will win."



"We can't leave out a shaman!"



A thousand people are bound to have a thousand eyes. Although they saw the same choreography, they chose different people as the winners.



"It may not be the old file room and the Great Sega."



"What does that mean?"



"Don't you have Hwasan?"



"Oh, Hwasan! That's right!"When the word "Hwasan" came out, the middle class began to nod in unison.



If it had been before the competition began, it would have been pointed out with the sound of a madman. But now no one has objected.



"Hwasan the Divine Dragon deserves to win!"



"Not only is Hwasan the Dragon, but also Baek Cheon the Hwajeong sword. The sword he showed me in the last beemoo was amazing. Who would have imagined that Hawasan's sword would be so beautiful and gorgeous?"



"I don't know! Hawasan used to be a place called plum inspection. They were famous for being one of the strongest in their Black River."



"But why is it ruined?"



"You're so strong. What do you mean you'really."



"Wasn't he kicked out of the compilation room?"



"I don't know the details, but I know one."



"Huh?"



The speaker smiled and continued.



"If Hwasan wins this time, it's not like there's no chance he'll be in the old file room again."



"Oh, so is he."



People's eyes sneak up to the place where Hwasan is.



The old file room is changing.….'



Since ancient times, Goofilebang has been a symbol of the strong. And, as unusual as it may have been, it was often the case that a lost gatekeeper left the old file room and a new one entered the old file room.



One.



There has never been a time for Munpa, who was once kicked out of the old file room, to regain her position.



What if it really happens?'



'This is, like, a lot of course.'



Middle-aged people began to look at Hwasan with curious expectations.



"Chung-Myung아."



"Huh?"



"You can hear me, right?"



"What?"



"The sound of people whispering."



"What about it?"



Chung-Myung looked back at Jo-Gol wondering.



Then Jo-Gol checked that there were no elders around and asked quietly.



"If we win, can we really get back to the old file room?"



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung's eyes opened wide.



And the eyes of the other death penalty were on the two.



"Gufile room?"



"We're going into the old file room?"



The faces of the Hwasan disciples began to redden.



I can't believe it's a file room.'



"Oh, my God! Can I hope for something like that?'



It was only three years ago when it was said that debtors would take away the war and put down the signboard of Hwasan. But I can't believe it's been only three years.



I never seriously believe what the nurses said, but the fact that such a story came out itself was tantamount to a different status of Hwasan. So Hawsan's disciples were nowhere to be proud of.



Just in time, Yoon-Jong started to add a chime.



"If you think about it, there's nothing strange about it, right?"



"What?"



"There are many conditions for a file room, but most of all, force. We're proving that Hwasan's force is second to none."



He paused and swallowed his dry saliva.



"It may be too much right now, but if it goes on like this, it may not be a dream to return to Gufa. That really recreates the glory that HWASAN had in the past."



Everyone was lost in thought for a moment. And then it swelled into a dream.



But there are humans in the world who don't watch others happy.



"Where are you going back in?"



"……Huh?"



"Gupile baaaaaaaaaaaaaaa



"……."



Jo-Gol, who saw Chung-Myung turning his head toward Mo, closed his eyes unknowingly.



'Why again?'



No, what's wrong with that all of all of a sudden?'



'Who made a slip of the tongue, who?'



The death penalty crept its head away. At times like this, you shouldn't make eye contact with that crazy demon."No, they've been begging for no money and now they've got a real craven spirit. Where are you going back in? Old file room? Why would we go in there? They don't even have pride?"



Chung-Myung raised his voice with his eyes wide open.



"Oh, my God, can you think of bowing down to the guys who kicked Hawsan out of his use and going back in? Why? Then go back to Jongnam and shake your ass to get along!"



"No, that's not what I meant.…."



"They come back and beg me to come back in, but I don't go back into Gupa. You're such a jerk!"



Chung-Myung is now almost ready to bubble up as it has not overheated.



"When I think of those old-fashioned bastards, I lose my temper! I'm so pissed off! Just!"



"Ji, calm down, Chung-Myung! It's my fault!"



Jo-Gol broke into a cold sweat as he watched Chung-Myung, who was about to fall behind.



In fact, this is natural for Chung-Myung.



I am not impressed by the fact that Hwasan was kicked out of the old file room by other students. Hwasan wasn't the old file room from the start. It's just that I think the door-to-door faction has fallen and lost its qualifications.



However, Chung-Myung, who knows what kind of visa is hiding in the situation where Hwasan was kicked out, is deeply distressed by the sound of Goofa.



He wants to throw away plum trees one by one on his condescending sides.



But what?



You're gonna go back to the old file room?



"No, no, no, no! I won't do it for nothing! Goofa freeze to death, get out of here!"



"Okay, take it easy!"



Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong held Chung-Myung and struggled to dissuade them. However, when there was no sign of calming down, he eventually asked for help.



"Sasook, please do something about this guy!"



But Baek Cheon frowns with a sour face.



"Why? You're not wrong."



"…what?"



And he said firmly.



"Do you have no pride? You're going to crawl back down to where we left off? I disagree. What's so great about the old file room?"



"……."



Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol grinned.



Oh, he's getting worse day by day.



But Baek Cheon said in a cold tone again.



"I'm not kidding."



In a rather serious tone, Hwasan's disciples looked at him with a little nervousness.



"What we have to do is not to get good grades and be seen well by them. It proves that Hwasan can do a great job without having to enter the old file room."



Chung-Myung shook his head loudly.



"There you go, there you go."



Then, he stared at Baek Cheon and opened his mouth.



"You know what it takes to do that, don't you, Sasook?"



"Yes, I know."



Baek Cheon's eyes turned to the non-stage.



The moment of the showdown was approaching. He rose from his seat with a sword.



"I have to prove to everyone here that Hwasan's sword is second to Gupa's."



Chung-Myung grinned.



"Go win."



"Of course."



Baek Cheon took a short breath and walked towards the stage.



Hyun Sang was waiting for him with a determined face in front of him.



"I'll be back, Elder."



"Baek Cheon아."



"Yes."



He spoke in a solemn tone.



"I know it's a big burden on you. But you have to show it. It's none other than you."



"I know. Don't worry."



"Yeah, trust me and wait."Hyun Sang tapped Baek Cheon on the shoulder as a sign of support and encouragement.



Finally, Baek Cheon nodded and headed off to the stage.



'I have to prove it.'



Baek Cheon knew the meaning of the word.



It is not Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung cannot prove Hwasan's sword.



He's beyond genius.



Chung-Myung would have been the best man in the world if he had entered any other clique other than Hwasan. Even if he had entered the third-rate civil service in the low-lying street, he would have been aiming for the world's best man by fixing the martial arts.



It doesn't mean anything to such a person what kind of clique he grew up in.



So Baek Cheon has to prove it.



Wasan's sword is never outstripped by Gufa's sword. No, the gufara can be stronger than those who are covered in false pretenses without false pretenses.



A familiar face was rising across the stage.



Yeah, I'll prove it.



Against that Jin Geum Ryong.



Like this.



Baek Cheon, on the stage, looked up and looked up at the sky.



It's green.



The sky without a cloud was so high that just looking at it seemed to be sucked in.



It was like this that day.'



The day he ran out of the house and headed for Hwasan.



The sky was so clear and clean that day.



It's time to prove the will he had then, the path he chose.



Baek Cheon slowly lowered his head.



Jin Geum Ryong's face was freezing. The cold hard face and the coldness of life completely changed Jin Geum Ryong's impression.



It is a sad change for those who know Jin Geum Ryong in the past.



But as a medical examiner?



It's like a wrought sword.'



A sword that is so sharpened that it is about to cut everything with just touching it.



That's exactly what Jin Geum Ryong looks like now.



How hard have you been pushing yourself to be like that?



It was Baek Cheon, who paid pure respect to Jin Geum Ryong's will, even though the path was different.



"Hwasan's Baek Cheon asks Jin Geum Ryong to do the choreography."



Baek Cheon, briefly jockeyed, looked at Jin Geum Ryong with serious eyes.



Then Jin Geum Ryong's mouth rolled up slightly.



"The cocky one."



Growl.



It wasn't long before his sword was pulled out. The sun shone down black and white.



"I admit it."



"……."



"You have become strong. The fool who used to be full of foolishness and hitting became a prosecutor."



Baek Cheon's body flinched.



The eyes of Jin Geum Ryong flashed with embarrassment.



He has never been recognized by Jin Geum Ryong in his entire life. I've never even heard that common mouthful compliment.



But in this situation, Jin Geum Ryong made a statement to admit to Baek Cheon.



"But."



But Jin Geum Ryong's words are not finished.



He twisted his lips and laughed.



"It's a long way off."



"……."



"I'll let you know today. That I'm as good as you are. The difference will never catch up."



Then he glared at Baek Cheon and coolly shook his head.



"I'm still your wall."



"……."



"And your wall for the rest of your life."



A smile also formed around Baek Cheon's mouth.



It was a soft smile, different from Jin Geum Ryong's twisted smile."That's too much."



"…what?"



"I have a separate wall. There's a huge wall that you can't compare to."



"……."



"So I'll let you know. Walls are there to eventually jump over."



"The cocky one."



No more words were needed between the two.



They just looked at each other and increased tension.



The sound of the world is slowly fading away.



The roar of the audience, the cheering of the death penalty, and even the wind passing by their ears finally died down.



At that moment.



"I'm coming!"



"Ta-a-a-a-a-a-a!"



Baek Cheon and Jin Geum Ryong began to sprint towards each other first.