Chapter - 738 Episode 738. Whether there will be ghosts or monsters. (3)

Ood, wood!


Crack, crack!


Thud! Thud!


with one's neck bent sideways...…. No, Chung-Myung, with his neck bent sideways, pulled his hair as if he didn't understand at all.

"Well, this is...….”

In my ears, I could hear his voice.

What did I tell you? What? What did I say?

"Shut up, you son of a b*tc*!"

I'm going to go after you now and dig you up!

Chung-Myung, who gritted his teeth, sighed as if he were holding his head back because of his stiff neck.

'It's strangely not working.'

It's not easy to make a school of nothing.

"Yes, simple swordsmanship like Chilmaegum can be made in this place."

It is also surprising for ordinary people to treat Chilmaegum as a simple sword stroke, but it is not too difficult for Chung-Myung, who is second to none in the history of Hwasan, who has a strong understanding of swordmanship.

However, it was difficult for Chung-Myung in the world to transform the optometrics, which is also a self-inflicted ball.

Usually, when transforming this complex and esoteric auism, the heads of a literary group stick together to verify errors, test them, and learn them carefully after repeated verification.

Even after the process, people often die or become half-deaf after learning new martial arts. It is so difficult to invent tax-cutting technology.

However, it was not strange that the mouth of the coin came to me as I skipped the whole process neatly and learned the roughly modified martial arts.

Crunch crunch!

"Oops, shit!"

Chung-Myung, who felt his spine bent back, lay down and groan.

I thought I was going to die.

"What the f*ck?"

Do you think you'll be okay if I die? You have to want me to live long. No, you're all gonna want me to live long! I don't want to break my head...….

What, you son of a b*tc*?

Uh... Except for the long death penalty.

Chung-Myung sighed while lying down.

"Oh, isn't this the way?"

If it's someone else, they've died ten times already.

Chung-Myung has spent years laying the foundation for a future that will expand widely, so it is over after experiencing this kind of side effect.

Buildings with poor foundation and poor foundation stones will collapse even if they are tilted a little, but buildings that have been built hard and worked hard on basic construction will not collapse easily.

Chung-Myung has spent many years building the foundation since he woke up with a new body.

Thanks to him, his body remains as perfect as in the past, and his history inside the body was so clear and clean that it could not be found in the history of Kang Ho.

So it was over with this kind of side effect, but if you were an ordinary person, you were likely to have already twisted your tachycardia and broken your whole body, throwing up blood and going to the goal.

"Oh, yeah.

Chung-Myung's eyes were troubled.

What do I do?’

I'm holding out now thanks to my body, but I might really die. I'd rather just cook your own balls in a circle now...….

Yeah, don't be so stubborn, just cook it. I carefully organized it. Didn't I tell you a few times? It's too much for the death penalty. giggle giggle

This guy?

Chung-Myung's eyes sparkled."Come on! Let's see who wins!"

He sprang up and raged up his career.

"If you try everything you can, you'll get one! Why are you using your brain when you're in good shape? I'll trust your f*cking body!"

If Chung-Myung's death penalty had heard this in the lineage, they would have all wrapped their faces and lamented. But there was nothing wrong with that statement.



Ood, ood, ood!

"Argh! d*mn it!"

So throughout the night, the sound of bone fractures and screams echoed endlessly in Chung-Myung's place.

It was not so important that all those who spent their time in the White House were sleepless and suffering from nightmares.

* * *


Hyun Young looked at them in front of him with a sense of regret.

And those who received the gaze avoided Hyun Young's eyes with half-tired eyes.

What else are you going to do?

I'm scared to death, really.

I'd rather have Chung-Myung.’

Come on, that's not it.

Hyun Young shook his head as if he didn't like his taste again.

"I should have dropped a couple more."

I don't think he liked the number of people left here.

"Then I'll....”

"You shut up."


Unam, who raised his hand implicitly, lowered his hand weakly.

Baek Cheon, Yoo-Esul, Yoon-Jong, Jo-Gol, 운검, 운암.

There were only six who survived.

It didn't change a bit in the first selection of Hyun Jong and the elders. As a result, it proved that their eyes were right.

Baek Sang and Dang-Soso fought to the end, and Gwak Hae failed to pass the criteria given by Hyun Young in the end.

"Two Unja boats, two white boats and two celadon boats. It's been planned."

At that, Jo-Gol raised his hand stealthily.


"Chung-Myung is also a celadon belly.”


Everyone's eyes were on Jo-Gol. With eyes full of pathetic eyes, Jo-Gol murmured sullenly.

"……that's not wrong."

"Please think and say something."

"No, just don't talk if you can."

Jo-Gol, who desperately realized that once a person is hated, even if he says the right thing, was cursed, stole tears that seeped into his eyes.

"Tsk tsk. That half-hearted fellow."

Hyun Young shook his head, thinking that it would be right to drop him even now.

"Anyway, everyone worked hard."

"Yes, Elder!"


Hyun Young coughed and continued.

"As you may know, the Jahan ball is the best of the current Hwasan faction. No, not only now, but the greatest since the birth of Hwasan…….”

"Hyun Young아."

At that time, Hyun Young closed his mouth and looked over there. Hyun Jong was waving his hands.

"Just cut the editorial and get to the point."


"Come on."


Hyun Young, who mumbled quietly, looked at his students again.

"From today on, you will learn how to play your own ball. As it is the first time among Hwasan's disciples that he has learned the ball, he should set an example for others. Everyone, do your best! Do you understand?"

"Yes! Elder!"

Satisfied with the loud answer, Hyun Young smiled softly and shook his head. At the same time, the eyes of the Hwasan disciples began to burn hot.'Finally!'


It's a self-inflicted ball.

Hwasan's greatest dexterity, which has been taught only by long writers for generations.

I was overwhelmed by the fact that I could learn such skills.

That's understandable. How hard have you worked to get this qualification?

"…It was long."

"It was awful."

"I've had more water in almost a month than I've had in my entire life."

"I can take a nap in the water now."

In retrospect, tears were a travesty that hid the front. However, the people here proudly overcame the rough road and eventually earned the right to master the ball.


As soon as Hyun Young finished speaking, Jo-Gol raised his hand first again.

Hyun Young, who looked at me with a slightly broad eye, nodded slightly.

"…...try, don't talk nonsense."

"Elders, I need to learn new skills. Where is the emergency?"

"Well, that's a good question. It's an emergency."

Hyun Young had a smile on his lips.

"It's natural that you need an assistant to learn a skill. Of course, I've already prepared the wages for you."



Expectations were low in the eyes of his disciples.

The effectiveness of the self-assisted ball is as good as proven. Didn't the three people in front of them right now show them with their bodies?

Throughout the training, Hyun Young lifted a large rock with one hand that they could hardly carry, and Hyun Sang demonstrated with a face that was comfortable even when they were about to be suffocated in the water.

Of course it was because of the high history of the wise man's ship, but it was a position that he could never show before he mastered the ball.

So how much stronger will they be if they learn the ball they're playing? Just imagining it made my heart race.

"Then where is the emergency?"

"Well, yeah, that emergency. That's what happened."


Baek Cheon's eyes were tinged with suspicion and became thinner. Hyun Young's strange smile made him feel uneasy.

"You know...Haven't we already learned Chung-Myung's work with him?"


Everyone trembled when the name Chung-Myung came out. I don't remember anything that went well for that name.

"We've done it before."


That horse was also a symbol of misfortune. Has there ever been a time when that word came out of someone's mouth and things went smoothly?

"We concluded that the person who gives us the air of truth can build a foundation much more stably and quickly than the person who starts to cry with a clumsy old decision."


"So before you learn the rules, let's take our masters first."


Baek Cheon smiled with a smile on his face.

A true prayer means that a person who is at a higher level moves the energy of others to open the way and lead them. The advantage is that the leader can use his energy more easily than the follower.




Baek Cheon said in a very low voice.

"As far as I remember…… I mean, the…The elders almost... as Chung-Myung received his seal.… yes, it is…….”

Instead of Baek Cheon, who stammered and couldn't speak, Ungum muttered.

"I didn't look like a person."

"Yes. I think it was……"….”Baek Cheon smiled awkwardly and asked cautiously.

"It's not like that, is it?”



Why are you laughing like that? Elder?

Hyun Young grinned. Besides that, even Hyun Jong and Hyun Sang in the back had similar faces.

The three people at the height of the Hwasan power smiling with the same face was enough to terrorize the disciples watching.

"Well…… wouldn't it be something to experience?"


"What's important about that? So you're not going to cook it?"

Baek Cheon was speechless like a honeyed mute.

"Hehe, sometimes ignorance is medicine. So……."

Hyun Young rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward. And Hyun Jong and Hyun Sang also rolled up their sleeves and approached.

"Who will go first?”


"It's okay. It's okay. There's nothing to worry about. We've already learned what Chung-Myung should do from him."

Properly what? Properly hurting?


"Let's just go by the allocation without wasting time. Ungum, Unam. And…… yes, Baek Cheon."

Baek Cheon firmly raised his hand at Hyun Young's words.


"Initiation was faster to buy and selling."

"…come out."


It didn't even work. Baek Cheon walked weakly like a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

Three wise men smiled triumphantly.

Even though Chung-Myung is away, Hwasan is already too late to go back to the past.