Chapter - 763 Episode 763! Private dining! I keep hearing voices! (3)

It was a small ferry that rowed out with both hands without a sail.

But can I just call it a ferry for flying like a swallow, creating more than a sheet of spray?


Just looking at how he was running, he seemed to split the Janggang River. It was also questionable how a small wooden boat could withstand that speed.

At the wonderful sight, the uncanny emotion began to grow on the faces of Hwasan's disciples.

"…Am I looking for nothing?”

"Why is he here?”

"처, Chung-Myung…….”

Yoon-Jong's voice trembled slightly with emotion. But then.

"Oh, shit! It's so hard! No, if you were in the Jang River, you'd fight on the water! What are you trying to pick up and eat? Why are you crawling all the way here? I think I'm going to dump them all in the water, kkkkak!"

Yoon-Jong's mouth, which had been opened for a while, closed. And a pleased smile crossed my mind.

"It's Chung-Myung."

"It's so obvious that you're having a bad temperamental.

"…How the hell did you know about this place?"

"There is no separate hell."

It wasn't just Hwasan's disciples who were embarrassed. The numbers also couldn't hide their embarrassment. This is because I have never seen such an extraordinary sight while living in the Janggang River in my life.

"Well, what's that…….”

Then Cho Seung shouts out.

"What are you looking at? Shoot the harpoon! Sink it!"


Some of the enemies who heard Cho Seung-ri's orders rushed inside and pulled out several large carts. Then he turned a large canvas on the cart and aimed at the ferry.



A huge harpoon cut through Ho Gong and flew toward the ferry on Chung-Myung.


Crack, crack, crack!

The harpooners literally smashed the ferry. There was a huge splash on the surface of the water.

"I've done it!"

"That's perfect, man!"

Enemies cheered loudly, but there was not a single worry or concern about the faces of the Hwasan disciples looking at the scene.

He just looked at the rising spray with a sullen face.

"If it kills you, you won't have to suffer.

"…I know."

Sure enough.

Whoosh! Whoops!

One person jumped out of the splash that soared more than a day. The eyes of the Hwasan disciples jutted out at the sight.



Why are you reacting like this?

Of course I expected Chung-Myung wouldn't die that much. With such an attack, Chung-Myung's body can be easily bitten. Isn't Chung-Myung tougher than a whale's heartstrings?

But the reason they were surprised was that he was "running" toward this side at a formidable pace.

"It's running."


"Running on the water."


"Ha ha ha ha. In my life, the stars...….”

Every time Chung-Myung stretched out his feet, the water soared like an explosion. Running so fast, dozens of streams of spray rose like firecrackers behind Chung-Myung.

"Oops! This is what it's gonna be like! You've just lost all your strength by rowing! If you have a bad brain, you're going through a lot of trouble!"

Baek Cheon wraps his face with both hands.

No... No, Chung-Myung. That's not it...….

You're so good that your brain doesn't suffer, you crazy...….

"Well, what's that……?”

"Sa, people run on water?"

The figures who saw the scene also opened their eyes wide.

Of course, since they are unmanned, they know that there is a long history of water walking on water. But I've never seen it with my own eyes.Although the masters of watercolors occasionally stepped on the water and showed signs of jumping, it was literally just a step.

But isn't that weird guy who just showed up literally running on the water?

"No, the moon on the water...….”



The marveled numbers shut up.

Chung-Myung, who was running on the water, gradually sinks down. From some point on, it was ankle-deep, closer to slipping than running, and quickly to waist-deep.

"Bba, I'm falling!"

It was then.


Chung-Myung's head was submerged in water and began to swim smoothly like water. It was as smooth as it was supposed to be.

"…It was natural."

"Ten points.


It was a sight that was surprising if it was surprising, and strange if it was strange if it was strange, and I didn't know what to say. So everyone was just watching.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Chung-Myung, who swam as fast as a mermaid, arrived at the water and stood up.

Turtle, turtle.

Chung-Myung, who trudged away in the shape of a drowned mouse, plopped down.

"Oh, my... My back. I thought I was going to die. Well, I don't know what I'm supposed to do to enjoy wealth."

Then he started to whine and pat his back the whole time.

Hwasan's disciples, who looked at the sheep silently, naturally turned to the distant sky.

"Honestly, I was almost touched.’

You should hope for something.’

Then a figure near Chung-Myung plucked up courage and harpooned him.

"Hey! How dare you!"


The Wasan disciples turned their heads.

Oh, no...….

"Oops, shit!"

Chung-Myung kicked the enemy in the stomach in a sitting position.

Whoo! Whoosh!

There was too much roar for a person to be beaten up. The rushing enemy bounced back faster than the harpoon fired from the gun.


The body, which had been blown through the wind, flew over the heads of other swarmers and plunged right into the middle of the cliff.

Whoo! Whoo!

There was a silence.

The heads of all the numbers slowly turned back. Their faces, which returned after checking their colleagues neatly stuck in the cliff, seemed to be full of disbelief even after seeing the reality.

Chung-Myung grumbled.

"It's going to be hard, but you're going to stab me in the window? Do you want to die?"

No, Chung-Myung. That's already dead.

It's not polite to live like that...….

"Ugh, you're a bunch of crap.….”

Chung-Myung, who calmly made remarks that would have been frowned upon if the beggars of openness had heard, stood up and turned their heads toward the Ogum.



It was the moment Chung-Myung was about to prepare for a nagging bombing.

"How did you get here?"


Baek Cheon quickly beat the ball. Chung-Myung, who was speechless for a moment, tilted his head.

"How did you get here when you were supposed to be in Hwasan?"

"Oh, I sent it to you by a writer.

Listening to the conversation, Hwasan's disciples applauded in their hearts.

"As expected, it's private lodging!’

"Look at how he's running through the water. I'm sure that's flipped over.’

"Skilled eggs."

"What about the writer.

"I told you, everyone's probably going through a lot here!”

Chung-Myung stretches his belly in triumph.

"He told me to go and save him. Ha, I'm lazy, Won."


"But why are you crawling in here...….”

"Those bastards dragged it. There's nothing I can do about putting a chain on the ship and pulling it! It's not our fault.""Those bastards?”

Chung-Myung's brutal gaze turned to the enemy.

Baek Cheon, who had so neatly turned Chung-Myung's attention, secretly looked at his disciples and held out his thumb. Then everyone raised their thumbs together at him.

Chung-Myung grumbled with an unhappy face.

"What do you mean you can't handle a bunch of numbers?”

"Those bastards are poisoned."

"What, poison? It's all because you don't have grit! When I was young, even if I got hit with five poisoned knives, I'd say, "Oh, my back is stiff today, so I'd rather scratch your back." Anyway, the modern ones!"

"You're the youngest, Chung-Myung...….”

"Oh, that's right, isn't it?"

Chung-Myung tapped my forehead and shrugged.

"I have a lot to say anyway, but...….”

Chung-Myung turned to his enemies, breathing out long. The Daegyeong Chae Chae Chae Ju blackfish was looking at this side with absurd eyes.

Crack, crack.

Chung-Myung, who twisted his neck from side to side, slowly pulled out a female sling sword at his waist.

"First of all, I'm going to dump all those bastards into the river.….”

"They were good swimmers."

"Then I'm gonna crash into a cliff!"


In Chung-Myung's lucid reply, Baek Cheon smiled without realizing it.

In fact, nothing has changed. Only seven have changed to eight.

But the eight was never the same as seven.

The venom that penetrates the body still remains, but it does not feel as dizzy as before. And most of all...….


The hand holding the sword gave me strength.

Other students standing next to him seemed to feel the same way. Seeing that his face, which was full of determination until a while ago, is relaxed.

There are many and many things I want to ask.

How the hell did you know? How the hell did you get here so fast from the island and how did you find out where they were...….


'That's not the point right now.

Chung-Myung, who took two steps forward, stood in a straight posture. As soon as I looked at his small and wide back, a bright smile bloomed around Baek Cheon's mouth.

"Oh, let's deal with the numbers first...….”


"Listen and get out, you son of a b*tc*!"

Suddenly springing forward, Chung-Myung rushed at a staggering pace toward the leading figure.



The leading figure was kicked without knowing what I was being beaten.

Scoop! Scoop!

The flying body bounced a lot of the numbers that were concentrated in the back. It looked as if pieces of wood were thrown into the ball thrown by the child.

"What, what!"

"This guy!"

"What the hell? What, you bastards!"

Chung-Myung grabbed the enemy in front of him, shooting fire with his eyes, and hit his face with his forehead.


"I am!"


"Because of you guys!"


"I ran all the way here from the island, you bastards!"


Enemies flapped around like crotchy leaves caught in a storm.

"My resentment...….No, I'll show you what it's worth to mess with Hwasan's friend!"

"I've got my heart out, you son of a b*tc*!"

Ogum hurriedly ran after him.

While the numbers, embarrassed by the unexpected situation, were struggling to retreat, Oh was already approaching them and stabbing them in the sword.

"Anyway, he's got a temper!""I can't stop you."

The atmosphere was reversed at once. The sword is so light. The foot that steps on the prostitution is also as cheerful as ever.

"For God's sake!"

Baek Cheon exhaled an exclamatory curse.

I don't want to admit it, but that back in front of me gives me strength. As if someone is pulling you tight.

The number of numbers that used to be desperate doesn't seem great anymore.


"Where is this f*cking harpooning? Am I a fish or a b*tc*?"

Baek Cheon closed his eyes as Chung-Myung poked the enemy's harpoon into his butt.

'Let's only see the good ones. Only good things.'

"No! Did you all boil the snails before I came? Why don't you come quickly?"

"I'm coming, you son of a b*tc*!"



Chung-Myung jumped on the spot without saying a word.

Then Hye Yeon quickly rose to the space he created and gave power to him.


Non-death medium.

Power containing heavyness, not breaking power, spread like a fan's flesh and pushed away the dense numbers at once.



Five swords flooded forward like light. Various plum blossoms bloomed at the end of their swords.

Shrinked cliffs and vast rivers.

Among them, the red and red plum blossoms bloomed splendidly.