"It's a wall string."
Hyun Jong airlifted toward the two.
"I'm Hwasan's Hyun Jong. I'm so glad to see you again."
All of them were acquaintances at the past Cheonjabi Stadium. However, the two's attitude toward Hyun Jong has changed markedly.
First, Byo Kyonja.
Cheongseong's long writer, he smiled brightly at Hyun Jong.
"Hwasan's reputation is well known in Sichuan. I knew that Hwasan would make a name for himself in the world-class martial arts competition, but I can only admire his performance beyond my expectations. I respect you, Jang Moon-in."
"Is that a compliment to you? I can't handle it."
"What do you mean, over-praise? No one would think so. I can't be more confident that Hwasan is here when I have to deal with my evil enemies."
Hyun Jong's face turned red.
Nevertheless, the reason why my shoulders were strained was because I could feel that Cheongseong Jang's words were not pretense but sincere words.
"What does Hwasan do here?"
Namgung Wang didn't seem to think so.
He stared at Hyun Jong with cold eyes.
"The power gathered here is too much to deal with a single watercolumn. If the number of people increases, there will be only confusion. "Since we're late, we don't have to intervene awkwardly and just support from the back."
"There's no place for a man of genius here."
Byo Kyonja frowned.
"Isn't that too much to say, Namgoongju?"
"What are you saying is too much? You're right. Even if Hwasan started, didn't he end up stuck on an island and had some fresh fun while we were fighting the numbers?”
Hyun Jong's eyes trembled.
'Fresh play... '….’
Can I call it a fresh play?
Well…… it may seem like that to those who don't know what's going on. Life is a comedy from afar and a tragedy from up close.
Namggung Wang shot Hyun Jong with an unhappy face.
In fact, it may not be the shaman but the Namgoongse that has the worst feelings for Hwasan here.
The shaman lost his reputation in defeat of HWASAN, and the similar tendencies have made it difficult to get close, but the actual damage is not so great.
But Namgung Sega lost too much because of Hwasan.
First of all, the fact that the party's family has fallen out of the top five.
Although it has yet to officially declare it, the fact that it has become a natural ally means that it will break the solidarity of the Great Sega. For the Namgung Sega, who leads them as the head of the Five Great Sega, the breakaway of the Dangga is like cutting off one arm.
Second, it is being taken over by Beijing's business community.
Namgung Segawa Fanga is the largest source of funds in the five major families. Namgung has established a commercial sphere around Anhui, but Habukpanga has taken control of Beijing's offset.
However, thanks to the express expression of the top of the d*mn galaxy, the Beijing business community is on the verge of breaking the balance as dignitaries begin to search for the top of the galaxy. As a result, the burden on Namgung Sega increased naturally.
Money and power.
In the midst of stabbing both of them, no matter how good Namgang Wang is, how can he see Hwasan with good eyes?
And most of all...….
God d*mn it, those wereasans who humiliated Doddoy.’
The other Moon faction was also greatly humiliated by Hwasan.
However, the weight of Munpa's disciple is beyond comparison with that of the next generation of cattle, which is supposed to be the next generation of householders.As a result, Namgang Wang could not see Hwasan taking fame, at least here where he was.
"What does the elder think? Are you thinking of moving with Hwasan?”
Bop Kye was salivating and delayed answering. This was not a hasty answer. No matter how you answer it, it was clear that there would be problems.
Usually, these words are discussed quietly behind the scenes, but Namgung Wang's point-blank stabbing made it more difficult to say. Because I have too many eyes.
"What do you think, a long writer?”
Heo Do-jin, who was slowly walking this way, smiled when asked.
"By all accounts, this long-range attack was possible because of Hwasan."
Namgung Wang's eyes have become slightly thinner. Heo Do-jin said.
"There's no denying that Hassan played a pivotal role."
"The writer is……….”
Heo Do-jin cut Namgang's horse's back in short words.
"Let's give the ball to us in this attack, Jang Moon-in. We've come to the Zhang River to pursue our own negotiations, but if Hwasan takes all the balls, we can't stand."
Hyun Jong's face when he saw Heo Do-jin looked embarrassed. That's because I didn't know I would say it so directly even though I had already guessed it.
Heo Do-jin bowed slightly, and Hyun Jong quickly shook his hand.
"Hey, don't do this. What's the big deal? You're overdoing it? I'll do as you say."
Heo Do-jin smiled and continued.
"Not necessarily because of the ball. As you can see, the terrain is like that."
Heo Do-jin pointed across the river. Hyun Jong's complexion hardened.
The river wasn't that wide. Considering the strength of the Janggang River, it is rather narrow. I didn't think I'd have much trouble in Doha if I had made up my mind.
But the problem is next.
Across the river, there was a high cliff. And in the middle, there was a narrow valley that seemed to have been caused by an ax being struck by a heavenly body.
"Do you mean there's a black dragon in there?"
"Yes, only one large ship can pass by."
Bop Kye explained.
"I tried to turn around and get in, but he's pretty tough. First of all, the cliff is too high to jump. Then you have to climb down the line, but it's a big deal to get that long...…and given the skills of those in there, we have to take a lot of damage just to climb down the cliff."
The other day, when Hwasan hit the Daigyeong Chae, the green forest descended on the cliff.
But that was possible because Hwasan, who was below, blocked the archers and drew attention to those who came down so that their enemies would not stick.
The proper height may take advantage of occupying the stomach, but this height will only put those who enter at risk.
"But the only way to attack from above isn't down the cliff. Like falling rocks...….”
"You want me to pour boiling oil?”
Even before Hyun Jong's words were finished, Namgung Wang interrupted with a cynical voice.
"Hwasan's reputation as a consultative fingerprint must have been exaggerated."He snorted openly and sarcastically.
"You think there's someone down there, and you're making such a blind attack? If it's Black Dragon Salad, there might be captured people or laborers. Throw a rock over their heads?”
Hyun Jong sighed quietly. A new salivary voice leaked out.
It's radical, but it's not wrong. Those who came to the Janggang River to conduct consultations cannot attack without considering the damage of both people.
"The Lord of the Southern Palace might be right to catch his breath."
Namggung Wang coughed loudly at Bop Kay's warning. Bop Kye said as he sorted things out.
"That's why I think we're going to have to go through the aisles ahead. I avoid damage from both people, but I don't think I'll be harmed by such attacks if I'm an elite watercolour."
"If you do……."
"Too many people get in the way of the narrow road. It's hard to tell between those who are going to attack and those who aren't, so I think you'll have to make concessions from Hwasan, who was the last to arrive."
Even Bop Kye came out here, and Hyun Jong had no choice.
Most of all, these four clans are woven into a bond called "Gupilebang" and "Odaese." He has no choice but to be uncomfortable with Hyun Jong, a member of Chun Woo-myung.
"Thank you for your understanding."
"Don't mention it……."
It was a conversation from a distance, but I could hear it clearly in Baek Cheon's ears. His face cramped with anger.
God d*mn it.
Some are blatant antagonism, some are polite, and some are gentle.
All different ways, but everyone naturally ostracizes Hwasan. Hwasan, who fought the watercolour first and risked war for the people of Janggang.
Is this how they do it?
It was when Baek Cheon bit his lips gently, holding back his anger.
I could see a man approaching towards Hwasan.
I could guess that each bobo does not come with a favor just by its young energy.
Baek Cheon, who was still looking at his face, was startled.
In the past, it was Namgang Dowi, a danak sword that was defeated by Chung-Myung in a world-class competition. His face, which approached Hawsan's disciples, was cold and expressionless as if he were wearing iron gloves.
Standing right in front of Baek Cheon, Namgang Dowi stared and opened his mouth.
"Where is the Hwasan Divine Dragon?"
"Hwasan The Dragon."
Baek Cheon turned his head slightly instead of answering.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were on the same spot along Baek Cheon.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Namgung Dowi's eyes trembled.
Baek Cheon sincerely apologized to Namgung Dowi, who came from the deepest part of his heart. You shouldn't look like that when you think about how Namgung Dowi would have walked all the way here. That's the least courtesy of a person...….
"Pooh, let me go."
"Get it out of here!"
Jo-Gol and Yun-Jong untied the cloth tied Chung-Myung's mouth and pulled out the iron wire they had wrapped around their bodies. Chung-Myung screamed with a red face as if he had been waiting.
"Foah! Hey! Shouldn't you tie it up so you can breathe? I thought you were going to die!"
"That's not the point right now. I'm a guest, Chung-Myung."
Chung-Myung then turned his head and looked at Namggung Dowi.
"Oh……."Namgung Dowi opened his mouth in a heavy voice, hardening his complexion.
"Long time no see……."
"……who was it?"
Namgung Dowi, speechless for a moment, turned his head and saw only the distant sky.
And Baek Cheon couldn't bear to see that and turned his head.
I'm so sorry.
I should've just kept it tied.
Then the tactless Jo-Gol quickly whispered to Chung-Myung.
"It's Namgang Dowi! Namgung Dowi! 단악검 Namgung Dowi!"
"아? Namgung Dowi?"
Chung-Myung looked at Namggung Dowi for a second and said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"……who is that?"
"I had a fight with you at the arena!”
"I don't have a lot of fans at the arena, but I can't remember all that.”
"The one who counted!"
"Oh, no, next!"
Baek Cheon saw it.
A glimpse of Namggung Dowi's self-conscious Jo-Gol's face with a sincere feeling young.
……that's a very rare sight.
"Since then, it's all a bunch. How can I remember every little thing?”
Chung-Myung stood up waving his hands and shaking his clothes. Then Namggung Dowi bit his lips and stared at him.
Then Chung-Myung, who burst into his face, exclaimed and clapped his hands. Namggung Dowi gave a twisted smile as if he knew it.
"Now I know...….”
"At that time, that handsome, bad-natured guy! Was his name Jin Eun-ryong? Right?"
"Huh…… It's weird. If you're handsome and unlucky, you're a real jerk."
Namgung Dowi and Jin Dong-ryong……. No, Baek Cheon trembled at the same time.
Chung-Myung, who was even more worried, shouted "Ah!
"Yeah! Wow, it's you! Nice to meet you! I remember seeing you! At the time, he...….”
Chung-Myung, who was smiling brightly, glanced down.
At the same time, everyone in the arena at the time glanced down along Chung-Myung and hurriedly regained their place.
"…I'm sorry. I had a lot of anger in my body back then. It wasn't supposed to be that bad. That... that'sir? Maybe there's something wrong.….”
Namgung Dowi's handsome face was distorted like a yacha.