Episode 626. I’m glad I’m Hwasan’s disciple. (One)
Even the posture of holding the fist was like a painting.
Even after dancing once, there was not a single speck of dust on Baekcheon’s pure white ceremonial uniform. The sight itself seemed to show a complete victory.
“… … Did you win?”
“Have you no eyes? So does that look like a loss?”
“Oh, no, I guess it’s because it’s ridiculous. “That’s at the level of literally taking pictures and pressing them down.”
The audience couldn’t even exclaim.
So far, they have praised Jo Geol’s bravery and applauded Yun Jong’s will.
However, it was closer to cheering for the ‘weak’ who advertised against the shaman who was in the position of the ‘strong’.
However, Baekcheon’s sword that was seen just a moment ago was definitely not for the ‘weak’.
“… … A volcano can defeat a shaman so easily? “Is that also a disciple of Lee University?”
“You don’t know! Isn’t the Hwajeonggeom already well-known in the world of power? How can you treat someone like that as an ordinary Lee University disciple?”
“Will the distribution change as reputation increases? No matter what, a disciple of Lee University is a disciple of Lee University!”
“… … “That’s right.”
There was a sense of despair in the eyes of the audience.
“Is the volcano really stronger than the shaman?”
“What kind of nonsense is that?”
“Look! Hwasan has already won three games in a row. No, if you include the first match, which wasn’t considered a winner, it’s a four-game winning streak.”
“… … .”
“You might win once or twice by a fluke. But who says winning four times in a row is a fluke? “If this is luck, is there anything in the world that isn’t luck?”
Even those who secretly protected shamans could not bear to refute these words.
“and! Other than that, this time… … .”
The person who was saying something kept his mouth shut, as if he couldn’t control his excitement. After looking at the rain stage for a while with his trembling eyes, he let out a heavy breath and said.
“Isn’t this a team dance where the skill gap is really clear?”
“… … .”
Everyone stared at the off-stage with disbelief. I was holding my breath without realizing it, so much so that I could even hear the sound of my saliva falling.
They all came here for entertainment.
No one expected that volcano would really do such a good job against shamans.
But the scene unfolding before their eyes completely shattered their thoughts.
“Isn’t this really how a volcano defeats a shaman?”
“Maybe so.”
Those who were watching swallowed their dry saliva.
However, the quick-witted people among them had slightly different thoughts.
‘Even if Hwasan’s propaganda goes as far as this, it has already happened.’
Even if the shaman achieves a winning streak from now on, only the four winning streaks achieved by Hwasan will be talked about in the world. Because people in the world like more than anything to see a weak sect overthrow a strong sect.
If one day Hwasan is evaluated to have surpassed the status of a shaman, it will definitely start with this dance.
The people stared at both camps with faces filled with tension. There was indeed a mixture of joy and sorrow.
Muo said nothing and came off the stage with his head down.
“… … .”
He Sanja looked at him with empty eyes.
What can you say?
If the loss had been caused by carelessness, an unpleasant order would have been issued. If I was nervous and couldn’t show my skills, I might have scolded them harshly, or perhaps comforted them.
But this wasn’t let down or nervousness. It was a defeat due to a lack of skill compared to the opponent.
Of course, the person who was supposed to lose came back defeated, so what on earth can you say about that?
“… … .”
He Sanja could not bear to say anything and just stared blankly at Muo.
Mujin, who was watching the scene from behind, sighed and opened his mouth in place of Heo Sanja.
“… … Good job.”
“Yes, death penalty.”
“Go in and get freshened up.”
“… … “There are no injuries.”
Mujin could clearly see the anger contained in those words.
Rather than the fact that he was defeated by Bimu, it would be more shameful that he came down without even a scratch.
But unfortunately, Heo Sanja, who was supposed to console his anger, was wasting all his energy just by accepting the situation he was facing.
“Go in.”
“… … yes.”
Muo’s shoulders slumped. Looking at his shoulder, Mujin’s heart also began to burn like wildfire.
“Elder.”
He gritted his teeth and spoke softly.
“Is this the result you wanted?”
He lived his entire life under the strict discipline of a shaman.
He is a person who has never even thought about asking superiors about reason, right and wrong. However, the events that occurred now were enough to break even Mujin’s patience.
“My honor has fallen to the ground, and now I have even lost my cause. The world will praise volcanoes and curse shamans.”
Mujin trembled, biting his lips tightly to hold back his boiling anger.
“If I had gone out, even though I would have lost, I wouldn’t have been pointed at so much. “Was this crushing defeat really the result you wanted?”
“this guy!”
As if he had suddenly come to his senses, Heo Sanja suddenly shouted.
“How can a person who is a great disciple of a shaman talk to a saint of a monk with his eyes straight? “Did the monk teach you that?”
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Heo Sanja’s eyes were bloodshot. However, Mujin was even more disappointed by the reaction. Heo Sanja’s words, scolding him for his attitude before discussing right and wrong, made him even more miserable and gloomy.
“There’s nothing to get excited about.”
“… … .”
“It was worse than I thought, but it was the result I expected.”
“Elder!”
“You just have to win from now on! Lose five times! Lose six times! What does it matter if you lose nine times? We just need to win ten times! “It doesn’t matter how many times you lose!”
“… … .”
“What’s important is the result. All that remains is the result!”
Mujin’s tightly bitten lips turned pure white.
Heo Sanja’s words did not change at all from before. The logic behind his words is also the same as the first time. But that’s only when you look at it from the outside.
Heo Sanja was immersed in emotions right now. He’s not looking for a conclusion after going through all the arguments, he just doesn’t want to admit that he’s wrong.
‘Was it this shallow?’
His monastery was truly a place filled with the scent of noble Taoism.
But at this moment, Mujin felt like he had seen the other side of that elegance.
‘What is the meaning of being classical only within a monastery?’
What’s the point if you can’t maintain your posture and spirit the moment you leave the monastery and get hit by the sepa?
Mujin looked toward the volcano with a miserable face.
‘Frivolous… … Rough… … .’
Infinitely free.
The root of Taoism is to embrace the world and nature within and become one. So wouldn’t that be closer to Taoism itself than binding oneself to strict rules?
Mujin closed his eyes tightly.
However, since I couldn’t block my ears, the cheering voices of Hwasan disciples were painfully piercing.
“Ugh! After all, it’s a private residence!”
“execution! “It was really great!”
“Wow, I really can’t even imitate!”
Thunderous cheers poured out toward Baekcheon as he came down from the off-stage.
It was natural.
Of course, everyone else fought hard, but no one showed a stronger advantage than Baekcheon.
They pretended not to care the whole time, but the huge mountain called shaman was always pressing on their shoulders. But at this moment, Baekcheon had split the huge mountain with a single sword.
“It was really cool.”
“How can I use such sword skills? Please teach me too, death penalty!”
Baekcheon grinned as he looked at Hwasan’s disciples crowding around him.
“Don’t give it too much air. “It’s embarrassing.”
“no! “Isn’t this something to be really proud of?”
“Oh, it’s such a shame! Mujin should have come out!”
“Mujin, you bastard! Still, it should be called Mujin Daegyeop.”
“Oh, right… … .”
Baekcheon was embarrassed and couldn’t help the smile that kept getting bigger. As he watched the executioners cheering and rejoicing, his mood continued to swell.
‘That’s what you meant.’
What it means is a person who will exalt the name of the volcano.
I guess this is what it means to shine at the highest point.
That didn’t mean that Baek Chun was struggling alone.
It meant leading Hwasan’s disciples in a different way than Yunjong. Baekcheon, who finally understood the meaning of Cheongmyeong, smiled and turned his head.
‘How do you feel? You did it perfectly… … .’
But at that moment, Baekcheon became as hard as a stone.
Cheongmyeong and Jogeol are looking at each other with dissatisfied faces, resting on each other’s legs… … . and… … . huh?
Jong-ah Yoon? why are you there? Yoonjong… … .
“thing… … .”
Cheongmyeong spat on the floor and spoke rudely.
“Are you born a hero?”
“why? Sasuk, you were originally born on your own.”
“Oh my gosh. It’s dazzling. It’s dazzling. “I’m going blind.”
“… … .”
Yoonjong and Jogeol glared at Baekcheon sullenly, like children whose toys had been taken away.
“Well, if it wasn’t so flashy, I would have won.”
“Why are you doing this again? “It’s not even a day or two.”
But those bastards?
Baekcheon’s eyes lit up as if asking when he had last felt good.
“No, you bastards! Sa-suk won and came back, so what was that reaction?”
“You’re celebrating, right?”
“oh my! Congratulations, Sasuk! I was so moved by this story that I felt like tears would just pour out… … . Oh, no, wait a minute, don’t pull out the sword, hehe.”
Yoonjong and Jogeol backed away.
Baekcheon furrowed his neat eyebrows and gritted his teeth.
‘I was mistaken for a moment.’
I should have always kept in mind that Hwasan’s disciples and those bastards are separate beings.
Baekcheon glared at Cheongmyeong, who was still standing there.
“I did as I was told, so you have no complaints, right?”
“Okay, let’s go in quickly. Are you straining your neck like that just because you caught something amazing? “It will break soon.”
“… … “It’s rotten, really.”
In the end, harsh words poured out.
I’m an asshole for having expectations from that bastard, I am!
Baekcheon sighed heavily, turned his head and headed back to his place.
Ogeom was grumpy and grumpy, but the other Hwasan disciples were all casting envious glances at him.
Even elders.
“Baekcheon.”
“Yes, Elder.”
“You did a really good job.”
Baekcheon grinned as Hyeonseon tapped his shoulder and spoke.
“no. “I just did what I had to do.”
“Wow, look at what that guy is saying!”
“Walk. I can hear everything, everything. “Speak quietly.”
Yoonjong, you bastard… … .
I’m supposed to tell you not to say things like that, what do you mean by speak quietly?
Baekcheon sighed deeply.
‘Anyway, these bastards… … .’
Anyway, they all had a knack for getting under the skin of people. Baekcheon immediately laughed and glanced at the shaman.
‘It was like that once.’
He certainly had a time when he envied shamans.
Of course, I would be lying if I said I never regretted leaving Jongnam and choosing Hwasan. Why did he never stay up all night thinking that if he had chosen a shaman instead of a volcano, he would not have been humiliated by Jongnam?
But now… … .
‘I’m glad I’m Hwasan’s disciple.’
Self-esteem is not something that comes from strength alone. Now, Baekcheon felt proud enough to be heartbroken at the fact that he was Hwasan’s disciple.
Of course, it was a little awkward, sometimes noisy, and often irritated, but even so, this was a clan that was warmer and prouder than any other place in the world.
“… … “Looking at your face, I see you’re very drunk right now.”
“Leave it alone. “Is it just a day or two?”
“… … .”
no. Let’s leave out the word ‘warm’. Those rotten bastards… … .
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