Chapter - 501 Episode 501. My kids are a bit mean. (1)

The sky in the North Sea, which had always been dark due to bad weather, was also strangely clear and clean today. The sun shone brightly on the ground.

Run, run!

Under the Chung-Myung sky, Hwasan's disciples stormed through the snowy field.

The narrower the distance, the farther the walls became. Baek Cheon, who was at the forefront, hardened his face.



"Up or through the gates?"

"What are you talking about? You have to go up!"

"Come on!"

Baek Cheon rushed toward the wall at the same speed as he was running.


Oh, my god!

After jumping up to the ground, he began to jump up the smooth wall like a flat ground. Following him, Hwasan's disciples climbed up the walls of the Bingo like flying squirrels.


"Oh, my God!"

The following fighters in the North Sea opened their mouths at an incredible sight.

Winter in the North Sea is severe, and there is a snowstorm almost every moment.

During the winter, the surface of that wall freezes and changes as much as the ice wall. But those Hwasan disciples are burning the slippery ice wall casually.

Yosa Hon, who had already seen it once, came to her senses and shouted.

"We must climb the ramparts! Don't fall behind them!"

However, the world is not something that can be solved by will alone. Those who jumped toward the wall, like Hwasan's disciples, slipped at once and were horribly crushed.


"Cough! Joe, be careful! It's unbelievably slippery!"

Even those who climbed the wall a couple more times couldn't climb high anymore and stuck to the ice wall.

When I looked up, I could see the disciples of Hwasan, who had already risen nearly half of the wall.

How does that work?’

It was absolutely ridiculous.

Those who were the elders of the ice palace in the past are climbing the ramparts with ease, but not even them as easily progressed as the fighters of the young midfield.

No matter how strong his disciples are, they won't be as strong as all the elders of the Bingo at that age, what article is this?

"Don't push yourself too hard, just focus on climbing the ramparts!"

"Well, there's a crack in the ice where the fighters in the middlelands stepped on! Over there!"

The fighters in the North Sea erased all sorts of thoughts and began climbing the ice wall. They are unmanned, so there was nothing they couldn't climb if they wanted to climb slowly.

It's just...

"You're out of your league! Why don't you run up there?

"Shi, Shi, uh, the ice is too slippery!"

"Anyway, the Shaolin pups are slow to burst!"

"Amitabul! Amitabul! Amitabul!

"Aminabul, Aminabal, you son of a b*tc*!"

Looking at Chung-Myung kicking in a Hwangpo while climbing up a cliff, there was no way to stop his ecstasy.

What the hell are they doing?’

Papapat! Papat!

Regardless, Hwasan's disciples climbed up the wall in a straight line. Watching from afar, it looked as if someone was pulling them over the wall.

"Soso! Watch out!"

"Never mind, go up quickly, Sasook!"

"Come on!"

Baek Cheon rolled up the corners of his mouth.

The disciples of Hwasan are sick and tired of ice walls and cliffs. It's a bit slippery, of course, but it's nothing compared to the free-bent, cracked cliffs of Hawsan.


At that moment Jo-Gol, who was under him, quickly began to soar up."I'll go ahead and clear the way, Sasook!"

"Don't push yourself too hard!"

"This is nothing!"

Jo-Gol, whose confidence has risen to the top of his head, climbed the wall like a ray of light. Finally, he saw the edge of the wall in his eyes.

First of all, we'll climb up the ramparts...….

It was then.


At the end of the wall facing the sky, a group of fighters stuck their heads out. Like watching those coming up from below.

"Even so……….”


Jo-Gol, who murmured triumphantly, blinked for a moment.

Those who put out their heads pointed out something distant and aimed down. A curved long wooden pole, and a pointed... hanging between the trees.….



Whoosh! Whoosh!

The arrow pointed downward was fired in unison. Jo-Gol opened his mouth wide as he saw the rain of arrows pouring down on him.

"No, crazy! What do you mean a bow comes out of a fight? Whoosh!"

Jo-Gol quickly struck the arrow fired with a plum sword.

The arrows fired by the fighters carried heavy forces that were not comparable to ordinary ones.

Although he was used to climbing cliffs, it couldn't have been easy to remove all the arrows from the slippery cliffs.


It was time for Jo-Gol to strike the cliff and swing his sword.



The tip of his foot slipped off the cliff and his legs fell down. Of course, I couldn't hit the arrow properly because my posture was out of order.

Having managed to block arrows flying through his face and shoulders, he was unable to overcome the rebound and bounced off the wall and began to crash.

"Argh! God d*mn it!"



Jo-Gol, who was screaming and falling, stopped at Ho Gong at one point.


Jo-Gol checked the land that was not getting any closer and slowly turned his head up.


Chung-Myung grabbed him by the ankle, literally looking down at him like a demon in hell.

Only then did Jo-Gol's face turn blue when he understood what he had done.

"…Cher, Chung-Myung, that's not it…"….”

"I'll see you after this fight."


Chung-Myung, who swung Jo-Gol and reattached it to the wall, looked up.

"Living room!"

"Yes, here we go!"

Baek Cheon climbed up the ramparts like a brain failure.


Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As expected, the arrow rain poured, but Baek Cheon coolly swung the sword clean. At the forefront, he and Yoo-Esul cleared the arrow without any difficulty.



"Arrows, arrows!"

Those who followed from the bottom could not respond to the arrows as they climbed the ramparts.

Yoon-Jong solidified his face when he saw the people climbing fall down one by one.

"I'll go and stop him...….”

"Leave it behind and go! It's faster to take care of them than to stop them!"

"Got it!"

Yoon-Jong also accelerated according to Chung-Myung's instructions without saying a word.

He who conducted on the walls of the fortress did evil, looking at Hwasan's disciples, who could hardly fall even if they fired arrows.

"Shoot! Shoot! Focus on the front! Drop those bastards first!"


"Oil! How far is the oil? Bring me boiling oil!"

"I'm on my way!"

Baek Cheon distorted his face as he heard the loud noise coming to his ears.

'This is a war of numbers.’

I thought of a fight with all the people just because I fought with the Bingo, but I didn't know that there would be a siege from the start.If they had climbed this wall alone, without them accustomed to the cliffs, the damage would have been unspeakable.

Kagak! Crack!

The arrow was focused on Baek Cheon, the leading player. His feet gradually slowed down due to the power of hitting the sword and the history of his wrist. Climbing up the cliff with all the arrows pouring down like heavy rain was difficult even for the world's Baek Cheon.

"Shoot it!"

"That bastard!"

It was the very moment Baek Cheon took his teeth out.

"Living room. Shoulders."


Yoo-Esul, who was climbing the wall right behind him, kicked Baek Cheon's shoulder and lifted himself up at once.


Rising to Ho Gong, she flipped over once. Then he used the recoil to blow the sword over the wall.

(sighs) (CHUCKLES)

The sword, which rotates fiercely, flew toward those who exposed themselves to shoot arrows.


"Bend down!"


Over their hastily crouched heads, the sword passed in a frightening force.

I didn't really cut anyone down. However, just by earning that short amount of time, the burden on Beck Cheon was reduced in no time.


Baek Cheon did not miss the gap and ran as hard as he could up his might.

And Yoo-Esul began to plunge unhesitatingly after picking up the returning sword.

"Take it."

"Hey, yee! d*mn it!"

Chung-Myung, who quickly threw herself away while cursing, grabbed her and threw her to the wall. Then Ho Gong clung to the wall again, kicking him once.

"You've seen it once and you've used it right away!"

"Because I can get it."

That calm tone turned the inside of a person more upside down.

"You should die before you get sick.

Chung-Myung grated his teeth and looked up.


Baek Cheon's body was shaking.

It was a matter of course. The closer the arrow is to the shooter, the stronger the arrow's power becomes. The impact of dozens of arrows simultaneously slid Baek Cheon's feet off the wall.


But before he lost his balance, Yun-Jong's hand firmly supported his feet.

Step on it, Sasook!


Baek Cheon clenched his teeth and stared up. But this is not something that can be done by will alone. How easy would it be to stop dozens of arrows pouring down the slippery walls?

'Something different... '….’

At that time, a familiar voice passed through Baek Cheon's ears.

"Hey, ddung."

"Yes, Shizu!"

"Let's pay for the meal."


Baek Cheon looked reflexively down the stroke.

Chung-Myung, who was attached to the wall, jumped upward and slowly fell toward Hye Yeon.

Hye Yeon also nodded to see if she noticed Chung-Myung's intentions for a moment. Then, the two feet were firmly fixed in the gap formed by the break of the ice, and the upper body was instantly tilted vertically to the wall of the wall.

At the same time as Woosu was attached to his waist as a class leader, a golden clerk began to pop out of his body.

"No way?"

That crazy guy?

Chung-Myung, who slightly curled up in Ho Gong, stretched his foot toward Hye Yeon.

At that moment, Hye Yeon struck Chung-Myung's foot with a thunderbolt of rain attached to her waist.


The game of Hye Yeon's gold note soared into the sky like a golden dragon rising to heaven. Chung-Myung, who loaded himself into the game, rose up to the sky at once over the walls of the castle like a good man on board a dragon."What!"

"What, what?"

Warriors of the Bingo, who were guarding the wall, were startled and raised their heads.

"That crazy guy!"

"Wow……. Crazy.

It was such a sight that even Hwasan's disciples were blinded.

The sun is blazing in the clear sky.

And Chung-Myung with his back against the sun.

He fell onto the wall like a hawk descending for food.

"Hey, just……!"

At that moment.

Everyone who tried to shout reflexively flinched.

Chung-Myung's eyes met their eyes.

As soon as I saw Chung-Myung's eyes, which sank cold without any emotion, my whole body cooled cold as if all my blood were escaping.


Chung-Myung, who swung a sword while rotating his body once, lightly stepped down on the wall. As he bent over and touched the floor, he slowly stood up without any sign of haste.


Whoo! Whoo!

Blood began to spout like a fountain from the necks of those who had blocked him.

They soon fell one by one, after they had stumbled and bled.


A cold stillness sank on the wall.


Chung-Myung, who swung a sword lightly and stole blood, said with a blank face.

"Let's get started."

The inspection of the plum blossoms narrowed the distance at once toward the white fighters.