Episode 623 We will cut it with pride. (3)
Baekcheon’s mood as he looked at Muho from the off-stage couldn’t have been pleasant.
He was also quite an intelligent technician. It wasn’t difficult to guess what was going on by looking at the shaman’s subtle atmosphere and the shaman’s bad expression.
‘Are you going to come out like this?’
I was finally able to understand what Cheongmyeong had said before going on stage.
“Muhoyo, the shaman’s first disciple.”
“… … .”
Baekcheon did not answer immediately but stared at Muho. Then, Muho could not meet that gaze for long and slightly averted his eyes.
If you were more confident, I would at least curse you. Baekcheon suppressed a sigh.
Actually, if you look at it, Muho did nothing wrong. In the end, he too must be said to be a victim.
If there is a sin… … .
Baekcheon’s gaze moved to Heo Sanja, who was looking at the off-stage.
‘It must be the author.’
confident.
Unlike other shaman disciples who could not bear to face Baekcheon and avoided his gaze, Heo Sanjaman held his head up proudly as if he had no shame whatsoever.
The reactions of the disciples guarding the back and Heo Sanja seemed to contrast sharply. Baekcheon sighed softly.
Baekcheon was also old enough to fully understand the logic of Kangho, that is, the logic of ruthless power. So, I had no intention of criticizing that elder’s choice, saying it was unconditionally wrong.
However, one question clearly came to mind.
‘What would we have done if we were elders?’
If it were Hyeon-gyeong and Hyeon-yeong, would they have told Baek-cheon to endure the shame of his disciples for the glory of a recluse? To protect the ruthless logic of Kangho?
no. I wouldn’t have done that.
Of course, it may be a foolish and callous action. If we look at it without emotions, the shaman’s decision may be more beneficial and right for the sect.
one… … .
Baekcheon looked at Muho with sunken eyes and opened his mouth.
“This is Baekcheon, the great disciple of Hwasan.”
He folded his hands and hugged them politely. Although the situation was a little different, he did not lose his courtesy.
Sreung.
After exchanging greetings, the two people drew their swords at the same time.
Unlike Muho, who seemed a little impatient when drawing his sword, Baekcheon slowly drew his sword and took a leisurely middle stance.
“… … .”
Muho glanced at Baekcheon.
If he had drawn his sword, there would be no need to say anything more, but Baekcheon could tell from his expression that he wanted to say something.
“Please tell me.”
“… … .”
When Baekcheon rhymed first, Muho hesitated slightly and then sighed.
“It wasn’t my intention.”
“I understand.”
The name of a monk is heavier than Mount Tai. It was natural that someone who lived under the name of a shaman could not reject him.
“but.”
Baekcheon calmly added a word.
“No matter what the outcome of the game is, I think I will be the one to go down with my shoulders squared.”
“… … .”
Muho could not bear to answer. I just slightly lowered my red face.
‘What does it mean?’
What is the meaning of fame that makes students not straighten their shoulders, honor that makes them blush, and victory that they cannot proudly boast about?
Okay, maybe that choice was the right one.
But at least Baekcheon did not want to gain fame for something dishonest. This would be the heart of not only him, but all of the disciples who wrote in Hwasan.
‘At least for this moment.’
Baekcheon raised his sword.
‘I feel sorry for the famous shaman.’
Then he took a pause and spoke again.
“Please pay close attention.”
There was doubt in Muho’s eyes as he looked at him. The eyes of the other shaman disciples were all focused on Baekcheon.
‘Yoonjong played his role.’
He is a being who must provide hope to the disciples who follow him.
So what is my role? What should Baekcheon accomplish in Hwasan?
Baekcheon’s heavy and solid voice spread out in all directions.
“No matter what the outcome of this match, or even the secret martial arts competition, is, the competition between shamans and volcanoes will continue. And this sword is the sword that pursues you. Please watch carefully.”
The faces of the shaman’s disciples hardened at the truly arrogant and rude words.
What was even more infuriating was that they were in a position where they couldn’t even point it out even after hearing those words.
“This is the sword of the volcano.”
Baekcheon’s eyes lit up and he took a deep breath.
“Wow, look at our Dongryong’s temper.”
Cheongmyeong giggled excitedly as he saw Baekcheon under the off-stage.
‘I can’t stop you.’
Isn’t it too appropriate? I was truly amazed.
If it had been Cheongmyeong, I wouldn’t have been able to do that. I could have made them vomit blood by pointing out their mistakes one by one, but I couldn’t have made them blush with such a heavy blow.
‘Results are important?’
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You stupid bastard.
Cheongmyeong caught a glimpse of Heo Sanja.
okay. Maybe so. Once a reputation falls, it takes several times more effort to raise it again.
But Cheongmyeong now knows. In the past, if it were Cheongmyeong, he would have done everything he could to somehow create the two letters ‘victory’, but now he also knows that there are many types of victory.
Winning in this competition is not everything.
What is more important is for the volcano to catch up and overtake the shaman.
Thanks to Heo Sanja’s choice, Hwasan’s disciples remembered the fact that the shaman’s first generation disciples avoided competition.
On the contrary, the shaman’s first generation disciples will keep that fact as if they were painters.
Although they speak with bravado, Hwasan’s disciples still regard shamans as high mountains. It’s not a place that people can’t climb, but it’s a high mountain that I wouldn’t dare climb.
But now you will realize that the mountain was not as high as you thought. Whether that’s true or not.
“Put in a wedge and come.”
And now Baekcheon will prove that fact.
Sweat.
Baekcheon’s sword lightly struck the air.
He chose Hwasan’s unique attitude and just looked at Muho calmly as if it was the first time, but Muho started to shrink more and more.
‘Why are you doing this?’
The opponent is a disciple of Lee University.
Although its reputation is higher and it is said to be one of the best techniques in the world, the training time itself is different and the distribution is also different.
But why are you shrinking like this?
‘Because something like that happened a little while ago?’
Are your dishonest feelings affecting your momentum?
No, it’s not like that.
Muho looked at Baekcheon again with new eyes.
There was something different about him from the disciples of Hwasan who had participated in the dance so far.
A feeling of intimidation and pressure. This young person has the presence that so-called ‘big names’ have.
‘It’s like facing the death penalty.’
It felt a little different, but it was an absurd pressure that reminded me of when I was sparring with Mujin. Is it possible to feel pressure from someone who is at least ten years younger than you?
But common sense is common sense, and reality is reality. Right now, Muho was clearly cowering at the person in front of him.
‘So I’m a challenger.’
Muho bit his lip.
Even though his appearance was not good, he was still the shaman’s first disciple. It was impossible for him to lose the match.
After gathering his courage, Muho immediately rallied and released his sword energy.
Faaah!
The sword energy that was cut briefly for exploration flew toward Baekcheon like a half moon.
one.
bang!
The plum sword, swung lightly, easily struck down the heavy sword energy and sent it flying away.
It was a leisurely movement, as if it was nothing.
Muho did not readily believe the sight and raised his eyes without realizing it.
‘lightly?’
Although it was cut short and thrown away, the power contained in that sword was by no means small. But how can it be thrown away so lightly?
This meant that Baekcheon’s skills were twice as strong as he expected.
Baekcheon looked at Muho with a slightly arrogant gaze and slowly began to approach. Since I was not walking fast at all, I actually felt more pressure.
Muho, biting his lips, shouted once again and rushed towards him.
‘The executioners widened the distance and were defeated.’
Originally, the shaman’s sword was effective at medium distances. However, the executioners gave distance to their opponents and gave up the victory to Hwasan’s dazzling swordsmanship.
If so, doesn’t that mean there was something wrong with the process?
‘We will compete before the opponent can properly use the Plum Blossom Sword Technique.’
Muho’s judgment was not that wrong. Rather, it could be said to be a wise response that properly understood Hwasan’s swordsmanship.
If there’s just one problem… … The reason was that his opponent was Baekcheon.
“Haaaab!”
A sword loaded with powerful internal force swept Baekcheon’s son-in-law.
Kaang! Kaang!
However, before the sword could be extended, it was blocked by the plum blossom sword.
Wow.
Muho frowned as the shock hit him as if his wrist would break. The moment the sword and sword met, an absurd bullet was pushed in from his opponent’s sword.
Jo Geol’s sword was sharp, and Yun Jong’s sword was simple.
But this sword?
‘It’s magnificent.’
The moment they made contact, his sword was struck with strength and internal power… … . No, it felt like it was weighing down the person named Muho himself.
‘Is this really the sword of this great disciple?’
A sword becomes heavier with time. I couldn’t understand how a great disciple of Lee, who must have had absolutely no time left, could swing a sword like this.
“Haaaaaaaap!”
Muho shouted and struck away the plum blossom sword, then swung the sword again.
‘I am a shaman’s disciple.’
No matter how great his opponent was, he had pride in being the disciple of the greatest swordsman in the world. He didn’t want to look unsightly. It shouldn’t have been like that.
Soon, water-like sword energy spurted out from his sword. It was the shaman’s sword energy that never ceased and did not stop.
‘I won’t give you a moment’s space.’
You can know it instinctively. The moment I make him use that fancy plum blossom sword technique, he will be defeated. However, if you can push through without giving them a chance, there is a good chance of winning.
‘My sword won’t break… … .’
It was that moment.
Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon
Baekcheon’s sword, which drew a smooth arc, penetrated Muho’s sword energy.
‘What?’
It was not blocked, but dug in. As if he was going to cut off Muho’s sword energy. Muho clicked his tongue inwardly.
‘Stupid thing… … .’
Sssssssssssssshhhh!
But at that moment, Baekcheon’s sword literally cut Muho’s sword energy, which had been flowing like flowing water, in half.
‘… … what?’
Muho’s mouth opened wide in shock.
Indiscriminately.
The shaman’s sword energy continued to be cut off with a single sword. As if a waterfall that was pouring was cut off in the middle.
And the plum sword that had cut down the sword energy rushed straight in. Baekcheon struck Muho’s empty chest with the handle of his sword.
Quang!
Muho left without even fully understanding how the situation was going.
“… … .”
I fell to the floor, but I didn’t feel any pain.
Even my chest, which had completely absorbed the force, felt no pain.
His mind was still filled with the shock of having his sword energy cut off by a single sword.
At that time, Baekcheon, who was looking at Muho who was sitting on the floor, spoke quietly.
“You are not the only one observing the opponent’s sword.”
“… … .”
“That sword… … .”
A white smile appeared on Baekcheon’s lips.
“I will cut it with pride.”
Muho’s face was cruelly distorted.
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