Chapter - 320 Episode 320. Sorim and Nabal. (5)

"It's the final."

"Crazy. It's a real final."

"……No, it's too obvious if you think about it……."

Hwasan's disciples shook their heads as they saw Chung-Myung dozing off in a corner.

"He's not like a real human being."

Come to think of it, all those who were trying to win before the tournament failed.

Namung Dowi of Namgung Sega was smashed into the hands of Chung-Myung, while Jin Geum Ryong of Jongnam was even defeated by Baek Cheon and eliminated.

The shaman did his best, but in the end, he failed to cross the Palgang River, and even Paenga, who was highly anticipated, lost to Yoo-Esul and lost his face.

This is how the arena is usually held.

Who would be interested in the arena if those who are considered strong rise and win easily?

A non-military competition is always accompanied by unexpected events and the emergence of a new powerhouse.

That's why all the strong people are crazy about it.

In the end, what remains at the end of the non-stage meeting is Chung-Myung, who has been called the world's best review index, and Hye Yeon, who was almost unknown before the non-military competition.

Who in the world would have imagined such an outcome?

"He's a real monster."

"Once in a while I wonder if that's really a person."

Whasan's disciples were fed up with it, but surprisingly, their faces were all filled with pride.

Why wouldn't you?

Hawasan's monster is becoming the world's monster.

"People in the world need to be punished once in a while."

"That way, you know how we feel."

Baek Cheon smirked as he listened to the conversation. But Baek Cheon's mind wasn't that different either.

You're really doing this.'

It's surprisingly not easy to do what you take for granted.

However, Chung-Myung managed to do it all without any crisis until now, and finally reached the final.

How much has changed in the meantime?

Before entering Shaolin, he was only treated as a fallen gatekeeper.

Even with his record of defeating Jongnam in the Hwajong Branch, he was given a silver plate, not a gold plate.

Even when I came to Shaolin, I had never been expected to perform well or received friendly attention until Bimu began.

But now all the literary circles in the world are paying attention to Hwasan.

In front of Jeongak, gifts are piled up even at this moment, and those who recognized Hwasan's invincibleness on the street give admiration.

Sometimes I am embarrassed by the unfamiliar look, but it is true that there are more times when I am proud.

'It's so different to have a reputation.'

I could understand why the strong are even stabbing for that little reputation.

In a strong team, fame is not just a shrug.

Fame brings the right to speak and leads to the concession of the opponent.

Just as they were crushed by the name Shaolin when they came here, the people who see Hwasan now feel pressured by the name Hwasan.

"How are you feeling?"

Yoo-Esul nodded slightly at Baek Cheon's question.

"It's okay."

There was a bandage wrapped around the hem of the clothes, but Yoo-Esul looked calm as if it was insignificant.

But Dang-Soso seemed to have some discontent with the answer.

"What do you mean, it's okay? The senator said he had to spend a month on the job!"

"A quack."

"You're the head of Shaolin's pharmacy!"

"Headless quack."



Is there any chance that Iseol accident...… Has Shaolin had a subtle negative feeling after her rubbing with Hye Yeon?While Dang-Soso was in doubt, Baek Cheon said with a fistful of his head.

"I'm glad you don't mind, but don't overdo it. It is important to treat injuries perfectly. If you can't stand a moment of frustration, you'll suffer for a long time. That's not what you want."

"I'll keep that in mind."


At the end of the sentence, Baek Cheon got up from his seat.

"Everyone, wait a minute.

Everyone gathered at the front angle looked up at him. He opened his mouth with seriousness as his eyes were drawn.

"Everyone worked hard."

It was a soft but powerful voice.

"This may be what I have to say after the finals. But whether you win or not, I think it's better to say this beforehand. Everyone worked really hard."

"No, death penalty."

"Thank you, Sasook!"


Baek Cheon smiled lightly and continued.

"We came here and got a lot of things. There is still a final left, but the outcome of the final is not important. What is important is what we learned from this competition. Let's go for it. If we can be stronger based on what we've gained here, Hwasan can really regain the glory of the past."


"I'll keep that in mind."

Hawsan's disciples nodded with determination.

At that time, Hyun Jong and the elders who were coming downstairs stopped walking. Then he crept back upstairs and whispered.

"I don't think we need to talk."

"I see."

Hyun Jong smiled brightly.

You've grown up.

Of course, in the past, Hwasan's disciples were motivated. But it didn't feel like walking straight where he had to go.

A warm wind blew through Hyun Jong's chest.

Through this competition, they grew even more. Now, he has started walking on his own path without having to drag him from the top.

He stole a glance around his eyes.

I have no regrets.'

It was recovered and tried, and now it's proven.

If Hwasan's ancestors were watching from the sky, wouldn't you all laugh and praise them for their good work?

So now with a proud heart...….


At that moment, I could hear the sound of breaking the mountain.


The elders, who had been running into each other with warm eyes, looked down with trembling eyes.

"What? Winning or not? You can't do it, can you?"

As soon as they heard Chung-Myung's horny voice, the elders looked at each other again and smiled warmly.

"……Come to think of it, I'm not done organizing the documents yet."

"Oh, I happen to have something to do."

"Well, come to think of it, me too."

After exchanging their eyes, Hyun Jong and the elders sneaked away from the stairs and headed to their own rooms as if they had made a promise.

I'm sorry, guys.'

Hyun Jong's eyes, filled with sadness, turned downward, but his legs were firmly and quickly heading to the room.

Downstairs, Chung-Myung, who woke up before he knew it, looked at him.

"Are you saying nonsense with all your heartily?" If you've come all the way here, you'll win no matter what! Do you have any work to do for the dog?"

Baek Cheon smiled quietly at Chung-Myung.

A lot has changed for Hwasan in this competition. It's no exaggeration to say that everything has changed compared to when I first came here.

'But that personality hasn't changed a bit.'

At this point, it can be seen as an evergreen tree in the personality world. The problem is that the consistency is in the wrong direction."Chung-Myung아."


"I don't doubt your victory, but what I want to say is that even if we don't win, we don't have much to lose. Wasn't the runner-up a great achievement? We don't want to burden you...…."

"Are you talking nonsense for a long time?"


Chung-Myung blinked his eyes.

"The world doesn't remember anything like this! I remember only the first place! You didn't forget what happened to a second-class man at the Hwajong Branch, did you?"

"…is it called second-class?"

There are two contestants.

"Anyway, second place is meaningless! Now that it's like this, it's definitely a win. People in the world are second to last. I think!"

Heo Do-jin, a shaman's long story behind Kang Ho's 10,000th class, was Chung-Myung who said nothing to hold onto the back of his neck.



"If those dudes win, they'll laugh like shit.

'That was great.'

I'm going to say that, but I can't see that. I'd rather pull my eyes out than look at them!"

Baek Cheon looked back at the death penalty.

All of us.

'That's right.'

He was smiling at Chung-Myung with a face like that.

Baek Cheon, who coughed low, opened his mouth looking directly at Chung-Myung.

"Then I'll ask."


"Are you confident of winning?"


Chung-Myung's forehead has narrowed slightly.

"Hey, Sasook."


"You seem to be under some kind of delusion right now.…."

Then he said, sweeping up his tangled hair roughly.

"You don't think you've accomplished anything by winning here, do you?"


"It's literally just a review team. The true strength of each clique is its disciples and elders. Even if we win here, it'll bring fame, and we'll never make it to the end of the old school."

Baek Cheon closed his mouth.

Chung-Myung's cold words brought him to reality at once.

"The review is the strongest? It's just that there's a chance that the clique will be strong in the future, but it doesn't guarantee the future. It's just a process going through. Based on this competition, if they can't be stronger, they'll be ridiculed."

The thread that had been loosened seemed to be tightened.

"This tournament is just the starting point for Hwasan. I'm a person who doesn't miss a single thing on the table, so I'll pack everything and go up higher."

"…Yes, you won't miss the bottle under the table."

"Hehe. I'm a little shy to compliment you like that."

"It's not a compliment, man."

Baek Cheon smirked at the appearance of Chung-Myung, who seemed genuinely embarrassed.

"Yeah, it's just a passing point."

I have a lot of work to do.

Their wish is to make Hwasan the world's most civilized, then this is only the beginning.


Baek Cheon couldn't get rid of a single anxiety that had sprung up in his heart.

"Can Chung-Myung really beat Hye Yeon?"'

If it had been before, I would never have had this suspicion.

Chung-Myung is a monster. Because it's too strong.

However, after seeing Hye Yeon's free college capability, a fundamental question arose.

Can you really handle Shaolin's 70s with his ignorance?'

This is a separate matter from a person's strength.

Suppose one holds a long sword and the other holds a short paper knife. In this case, the win or loss will be determined regardless of ability.

No matter how strong Chung-Myung is, isn't there a possibility of losing to Hye Yeon if Shaolin's martial arts outperforms Hawasan's?In Baek Cheon's mind, the scene of Yoo-Esul's sword melting like snow in front of Hye Yeon's free-of-charge capability came to mind again.

"Chung-Myung, this is...…."

It was then.


The door opened violently and Baek Sang jumped in with a contemplative face. He was looking around as if his soul had gone out, and when he found Baek Cheon, he shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

"Death, death penalty!"

Feeling something unusual, Baek Cheon hardened his face.

"What's going on?"

"Cow, sir! We have a visitor!"


Baek Cheon tilted his head.

I can't believe I just saw a customer after I kicked in the door like I saw a ghost. Who the hell is that guest making such a fuss?


"Well, that's...."

At that moment, the two slowly entered through the wide open door.

After checking their faces, Baek Cheon opened his mouth wide.

"Ba, head of the room?"

If his eyes were not wrong, it was Bop Jeong, the room master of Shaolin, who opened the door now.


"Hye Yeon?"

It was obviously Hye Yeon standing next to him.

Chung-Myung also raised his eyes slightly wide.

Are you ready?

Why are you guys here all of a sudden?