Chapter - 592 Episode 592 You have to lose something to gain something. (1)


The tip of the sword trembled pitifully.

The delicate tremors seemed to become increasingly violent and soon turned into huge movements as if they were shaking the world.

Whoo! Whoosh!

With the sound of dried firewood spewing out a huge fire, the red flowers from the end of the sword spread like white hanji.

After a while, the world was full of flying flowers. The necrosis was astonished in the eyes of the bandits.

What the hell is going on here?

It was a truly beautiful and horrifying sight. And soon the petals began to covet blood as if to prove its redness.



Every time the sword, which flew in the shape of a petal, dug into the body, a creepy sound rang out. It was the sound of cutting flesh and cutting bones.


"Argh, my arm! My paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa


With the mouths of bandits screaming in pain, swords that came through the plum blossoms were inserted.


His body, which was trembling and twitching, soon drooped and weighed on the sword.

Despite the weight experienced countless times, it doesn't get any lighter.

Chung-Myung, who pulled out the sword, rushed to the center of the bandits, pouring out his bleak life.


Flowers are scattering and blooming.

On the face of Ben Chung-Myung, the heart of his opponent relentlessly, there was a hint of discomfort.

Not enough.

It's not like this.

His sword was, however, several times sharper and several times more sophisticated.

Ever since I was born again, I have never swung a sword as perfectly as I used to. It felt like I was trapped in a cage with my whole body chained.

As I moved, my thirst gripped my nerves.


Hot blood splattered on Chung-Myung's face. The feeling didn't go away even after wiping with sleeves, and the blood spread wider.

Faster, stronger.

I wanted to reach the sword I lost. I wanted to get my hands on it sooner or later.

The nervousness dulled the tip of the sword. The stiffness that kept coming out from the inside slowly distorted Chung-Myung's face, which had seemed insensitive all along.

"Not enough!"

His sword, which was full of life, pierced the flesh of the bandit and tore it apart inside the bell.

Blood and flesh poured like rain, but Chung-Myung just gritted his teeth out of frustration with the watery cottony body that did not move as he wanted.

I could not deal with the bishop alone.’

There are plenty more powerful people in the world. If he had been a little weaker, Chung-Myung as well as his party would have died in the North Sea.

If that were the case, the future of Hwasan would be clear, too.

There are so many strong men in the world. And one day a true madam will come to this world.

'I need to be stronger. More than now, more than in the past!’

It was the moment when Chung-Myung, who grabbed the sword so tightly that his knuckles were white, was about to rush.

"Oh my god!"


"Break your head!"

Chung-Myung turned his eyes unknowingly to the voices coming from all over the place.

Hawasan's disciples, who had been overwhelmed by the bloodthirsty spirit, were now pushing their spirits higher than before their appearance.

Jo-Gol, who was at the forefront, wielded a simple sword. The move is very similar to Chung-Myung's.

Yoo-Esul, who jumped into the middle of the enemy's camp, was molesting his opponent with a near-fantasy sword and gymnastics. Amazing concentration and an obsession with bold yet perfect swords have not changed at all since the first meeting.While the two pushed their opponents, Yoon-Jong and Baek Cheon stood by the death penalty and helped those in crisis and encouraged their determination.



Hye Yeon's muscles soared. Here, Chung-Myung's mouth, which had been shut tight, was finally loosened.


Then a sword of a bloodman was lodged in the shoulder of a disciple of Hwasan. But instead of shrinking, he stared angrily at the blood doctor.

Plum blossoms began to bloom.

It was still not neat, and it was funny to call it plum blossoms, but plum blossoms were still plum blossoms. Clumsy could not have lost its essence.

Plum blossoms that were blooming here and there soon turned red. It was like the scene of Hwasan.

Chung-Myung, who was staring blankly, bit his lips.

'They're really a pain in the ass.’

I didn't ask you to follow me, but Chung-Myung's running ahead of me makes me clingy. Even the death penalty of the past has finally given up following him, but those who fall short of their toes are fearlessly chasing Chung-Myung.

"Don't let him set it up alone! We are Hwasan!"

At Baek Cheon's near nagging, Chung-Myung clenched his sword with a slightly distorted face.

Things you don't even know about.’

Who do you think I am?

'......No, I'm actually the stupid one.’

You can't do everything alone. Hasn't it already been painfully experienced that no matter how strong you are, you can't do anything on your own?

However, whenever I have blood in my head, I always go back to the past.

What I'm supposed to do now...….’

Chung-Myung, who was watching them quietly, suddenly shouted.

"Your back is empty, Jo-Gol!"

"I'm the death penalty, you lunatic!"

Chung-Myung grinned at Jo-Gol's immediate rebuttal.

"Yeah, that's what you need to do.’

It is true that those blooded people are strong. Of course, Hwasan Ogum would be fine, but for the rest of the students, it was definitely too much.

But now is not the time to protect them recklessly, it is time to believe.

In order to make a proper plum blossom, I have to get through the cold winter with my share of the rain and wind.


Chung-Myung took a deep breath. Then, his usual playful expression came to mind again. He tilted his head while looking at bandits who were hesitating around him.

"Tsk tsk. That's why bandits.”


"I'm sorry, but I'm not the one who's going to let you go when you're so scared.


"I'll give you a piece of advice instead.”

The corners of Chung-Myung's mouth rolled up.

"If you want to live, run! You bandits!"

Meanwhile, Go Hong was looking at the war with a horribly distorted face.

"Why can't you take care of one of them!"

Bloody-minded people are now stuck in Hawsan's defense and not performing well. Obviously, the power itself is much higher, but the Wasans, who are united shoulder to shoulder, were fighting incredibly.

In addition, if he barely broke one side, some particularly noticeable men came to the rescue and went to nothing.



As a result, more and more people are willing to fall down. His students, on the other hand, were avoiding the situation of being wounded and losing their lives by stepping back from the formation before they spread to fatal wounds.So this is the only way to reduce the number.

Besides, there was a problem above all.

"Where are the bandits looking at? I'm gonna pop your eyeballs!"

Looking at Chung-Myung running like a beast among the Daveyolchae bandits, Go Hong flipped his stomach and turned his eyes.

"That son of a b*tc*!’

The whole problem started with him.

Starting with him.

"Chae, Chae-ju! The situation is...….”

"Shut up!"

He came up again and kicked out Lee Jung-bang, who said something offensive. Then he threw out Noho Castle, holding Eonwoldo in one hand and Jangchang in the other.

"Get out of my way, you worthless bastards!"

With a voice as if a bear were crying, the bandits panicked and stepped back from side to side to clear the way. Then the road opened wide between Chung-Myung and Go Hong, who were running wild in the front.

Chung-Myung cut through the bandits, straightened his back and stared at Go Hong opposite him.

Go Hong opened his mouth first.

"The young man is running wild without knowing what's going on."

"You must be old, you son of a b*tc*."


In an unexpected counterattack, Go Hong grabbed the spear with a brittle face. Then, he twisted his upper body completely and threw the spear, bouncing his back like a rubber found its place.


Oh, my god!

The pike spun violently and unleashed an enormous game. When Chung-Myung saw the spear shooting like a shell, his eyes opened wide.


Soon after, a swirled plum sword hit the front of the spear. However, the power transferred at the moment the sword touched exceeded Chung-Myung's expectations.


The Amhyang Plum Sword bounced off without overcoming the power in the pike. Chung-Myung clenched his teeth and quickly bent his waist to the side.


Chang, who had a formidable game, narrowly grazed Chung-Myung's shoulder. Yegi, who wound the spear, scratched the shoulders and cheeks of the clothes and tore them apart.

Whoo! Whoosh!

Soon, Chang Chang, who was stuck behind Chung-Myung, flipped the ground once and exploded.


Chung-Myung raised his hand and brushed his cheek lightly. Blood was streaming from the torn skin.


Chung-Myung, who licked the blood off his fingertips, laughed.

"Oh, this is bigger than I thought."

I forgot for a moment.

The greenlings may be out of control, but the landlords are by no means easygoing. It would be no exaggeration to say that Daebyolchae, who boasts an unusual history among the 12 green forests, is also the best at green forests.

Grabbing Unwoldo, Go Hong strode over to Chung-Myung.

Boom! Boom!

It felt like the entire mountain was vibrating with each bobo.

"You don't even know the subject!"

His eyes were young to live in ferocity.

"I'll make you pay for what you've done in front of me! I'll let you know why I'm called a mad cow!"

"Oh, really?"

Chung-Myung skimmed the blood off his hands.

"This is it, Won, who has no reputation will live in sorrow."

The corners of my mouth rolled up.

"Well, that's fine."

He raised his sword and aimed at Go Hong.

"If you cut off a crazy cow's branch, wouldn't you get a good one, not a shy new hwasan dinosaur?"”

"This guy!"

"So come here. I'll cut you the whole thing nicely."

"I'll kill you!"

So that the crazy Sora wouldn't be overshadowed, Go Hong ran straight for Chung-Myung with a truly brutal spirit.

Round and round.

Chung-Myung, who turned his sword around, smiled with excitement and ran into Go Hong."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"


Go Hong's Unwoldo was struck. He was about to break even if it was about to break it down.

In response, Chung-Myung's black plum sword wore an explosive sword and split Ho Gong.

Soon after, two weapons, a sword and a dodo, collided with each other in Ho Gong.


With the sound of the collapse of the mountain, enormous wind pressure rose like a storm around the two people, and began to sweep everywhere.



Bandits swept away by the chi storm screamed and bounced off the cliff over the mountain cliff.

Yeah, yeah, that play!

The two men, who matched swords and provinces, pushed each other away by raising their history as much as they could.

Thud! Thud! Thud, thud, thud!

The muscles of the arms were unable to complain of pain and the bones were twisted. But Chung-Myung pushed the sword harder without a little recoil.


Go Hong also clenched his teeth and pressed down harder on Unwoldo, seemingly embarrassed by unexpected forces.

Let's go!

A fire broke out between the two weapons.

Then the two's upper bodies gradually tilted towards their opponents. When the weapon finally went down to the chest after a struggle, the two men's heads clashed together.


The head and head clashed and there was too loud and dull a blast.

Power vs. Power.

As if he doesn't need any technique, he only presses down on the opponent with his strength. The two growled like beasts with their heads together.

Blood dripping from the broken forehead soaked the face, but neither of them tried to back down first.



Whoo! Whoosh!

In the end, the huge shock wave created by the conflict between the two pushed their bodies back.



At the same time, the two, who were pushed back and collapsed, jumped up and shot back at the opponent.

The sword that cuts through the sky and the island that breaks the ground once again collided with the sky under the ground.