Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 646

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Episode 646. The more you win, the more enemies you have. (One)

It is often said that the eyes are the window to the heart.

This is because the eyes are the place where a person’s heart is most clearly revealed.

Therefore, whenever Heo Sanja dealt with someone, she tended to look into the person’s eyes whenever possible.

However, right now I didn’t have the courage to look the person sitting in front of me in the eyes.

Talk.

The other person’s fingers were lightly tapping the table.

Knock knock.

The sound that had been echoing steadily began to speed up little by little. Then, Heo Sanja’s heartbeat also became faster.

“okay.”

“… … .”

“It means you lost.”

The voice that was finally heard pierced Heosanja’s heart as sharply as a dagger. He held his breath as if he had been stabbed by a knife. The cold voice continued.

“Heosan.”

“yes… … . “A long writer.”

Heo San-ja took a short breath and raised his head, before unconsciously holding his breath again.

Heo Do-jin.

This is because an expression that I had never seen before appeared on the face of Heo Do-jin-in, the shaman’s Jang Mun-in and his brother-in-law.

Although it had been several decades since he became a shaman and lived with him, Heo Sanja could never remember seeing such a cold expression on Heo Do-jin’s face.

With a frosty expression on his face, Heo Do-jin slowly spoke again.

“I mean, I lost.”

“… … .”

Sharp eyes pierced through He Sanja. Heo Sanja lowered his eyes again and lowered his head.

“I’m sorry, Jang Mun-in. I’m embarrassed… … .”

“This is not something to apologize for, Heo San.”

“… … .”

A cold voice quietly spread throughout the room.

“Tell me.”

“… … .”

“Why did you lose?”

Heo Sanja swallowed dry saliva.

Even so, the whole way back, I thought and thought about how I should report this situation to Jang Mun-in. But in the end, there was only one thing he could say.

“The volcano… … .”

After thinking over the words I didn’t want to say out loud several times, I was finally able to spit them out.

“… … “The volcano was much stronger than expected.”

Heo Do-jinin did not show any particular reaction. He just looked at Heo Sanja quietly, as if that answer wasn’t enough.

“The skills of the latter-day exponents of Hwasan, called the Five Swords, have already surpassed those of the ordinary disciples of the original sect. Although the other Second and Third Great Disciples are not as good as him… … If it were a match between disciples of the same Ewha, it would be impossible to guarantee that the main faction would win. and… … .”

“and?”

“The skills of the Volcano God Dragon are… … Even the five swords were put to shame.”

“Are you saying that Heo Gong was defeated by skill?”

“yes.”

Heo Sanja bows his head as if he is sorry.

“Even if we compete again, the odds of Hungong winning are not high. Even when the match was over, Cheongmyeong’s breathing did not break at all.”

“… … .”

Heo Do-jin’s eyes slowly closed.

Heo Sanja tried to hold his breath so as not to disturb his thoughts.

Heo Do-jin, who had closed his eyes and been lost in thought for a long time, opened his eyes again. The blade-like sharpness that was visible in his eyes just a moment ago has disappeared. But I felt like there was something much heavier than that.

“They were just stronger?”

“… … That’s right.”

He Sanja nodded slowly. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t think of anything else to say other than this.

reason?

If I had to give reasons alone, I could name ten more. If I were to come up with excuses, there would be ten more. But he knew well that that could be neither the real reason nor an excuse.

If you blame yourself and confess that it was your mistake, you may seem a little more responsible. However, this was an answer that would push the shaman’s position into further trouble, and it was not what Heo Do-jin wanted.

So I have no choice but to be honest like this.

“Heosan.”

“Yes, Jang Mun-in.”

“Think about it.”

Heo Do-jinin muttered in a low voice.

“Was our preparation insufficient?”

“That’s not true, Jang Mun-in.”

In fact, the preparation was excessive.

The people they had to deal with were Hwasan’s second and third great disciples. Since the shaman’s first disciple and an elder were taken there, the preparations were thorough and excessive.

Even when I was told that I had lost my dignity, I couldn’t make any excuses.

“Was it bad timing?”

“Not that either.”

“So that means there were no problems with preparation or timing. Then all that’s left is luck… … .”

Heo Do-jin’s gaze gently pressed down on Heo San-ja.

“Has heavenly luck touched the volcano?”

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“… … Neither is he.”

He Tao Jin-in looked at He San-ja in silence. Heo Sanja, who could not overcome the pressure of those eyes, bit his lip slightly and opened his mouth.

“If we face each other with equal strength, we will fight ten times and lose five times. “It may be possible to achieve a victory, but ‘true victory’ will be difficult.”

“then… … .”

Heo Dojinin spoke softly.

“It was I who was wrong.”

“… … “A long writer.”

“You are saying that it was natural that you lost because you sent a general to the battlefield and an army that could not be defeated.”

This time, Heo Sanja closed his eyes tightly as he looked at Heo Do-jin’s self-mocking laughter.

If preparation, timing, and even luck are flawless, there is only one outcome. Not knowing the enemy properly and underestimating him.

okay. That’s it.

one… … .

“Heosan.”

“… … yes.”

Heo Do-jin said with an empty face.

“Do you think this makes sense?”

Heo Sanja could not answer. In fact, no one other than him would have been able to answer this question straight away.

“If what you said is true, the volcanoes raised their second-generation disciples to rival our first-generation disciples in a short period of time.”

“… … “A long writer.”

“It means that a sect that was on the verge of ruin is doing something that no shaman sage could do, and even no sage in Hwasan could do.”

Heo Do-jin’s voice became lower and lower.

“It’s not common sense.”

Talk. Talk. Talk.

His fingers started tapping the datak again.

Unlike before, it sounded somewhat unstable. Heo Sanja, who was now able to guess Heo Do-jin’s inner thoughts just by the sound, let out a long breath through his nose.

“volcano… … . volcano.”

A very faint sound like teeth grinding was heard. In the meantime, the sound of tapping the datak did not decrease, and it disturbed Heo Sanja’s mind like a strange sound hole. My breathing suddenly became difficult and my heart was pounding.

Quad deuk!

Eventually, the finger that had been twitching the whole time dug into Datak. His thick wood was pierced in one go, splitting the datak in half and immediately falling down in an awkward manner.

“Now, Jang Mun-in.”

The teapot on the table rolled on the floor and tea water poured out. However, since it was difficult to take action in this situation, Heo Sanja could only watch the sheep.

A wave of emotion began to flood Heo Do-jin’s face.

Heo Sanja unconsciously shrugged his shoulders under the pressure of not being able to breathe.

“It’s a shame.”

However, compared to that, Heo Do-jin’s voice was loose.

“Not only did the first generation disciples go, but they even took elders, but they couldn’t handle the second generation and third generation disciples. Even the elder was defeated by the three great disciples. “You don’t even have to look to see how much fun Kangho’s wealthy people will have.”

He Sanja gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Even though it wasn’t his fault, I couldn’t raise my head. There was no way he didn’t know how much the shaman’s reputation had fallen because of this.

“The word will spread throughout the world that it will not be long before Volcano surpasses the shaman and is called the world’s best swordsman and the world’s best swordsman.”

“I have nothing to say, Jang Mun-in.”

“Do you know why I am in so much pain?”

“… … I do not know.”

Heo Do-jin turned his head and looked toward the window.

Although the sky outside the window was clear without a single cloud, such a sight did not even enter his eyes right now.

“Because I thought that maybe it wasn’t just words.”

“Now, Jang Mun-in.”

“This goes beyond common sense.”

The waves of emotion disappeared everywhere, and Heo Do-jin’s face regained its cool.

If this had happened by mistake, I would have been angry. If it had happened because of Heo Sanja’s fault, he would have been punished accordingly.

But it wasn’t anyone’s fault.

Regardless of right or wrong, Heo Do and Heo San did the best they could for the shaman. Nevertheless, the volcano trampled it lightly.

“I have always kept the volcano in check even when everyone around me said it was too much. “There aren’t many people in the world who are as wary of volcanoes as I am.”

“… … .”

“But even I didn’t know much about volcanoes.”

“A long writer… … . “This is not Jang Moon-in’s fault.”

“That doesn’t matter.”

A calm voice.

“In order to properly deal with the enemy, you must first acknowledge the enemy. I have to admit it. The volcano’s potential exceeded both my predictions and common sense. “I thought the dagger they were aiming at was still far away, but his throat had already been cut and blood was flowing.”

Heo Sanja trembled as he listened to those soft words. Somehow, his eerie feeling seemed to grab the back of his neck.

“I saw the volcano too easily.”

After closing his eyes for a moment and calming his mind, Heo Do-jin slowly opens his mouth.

“The shock to the disciples will not be small, so first focus your efforts on crackdown.”

“yes.”

Heo Do-jinin shook his head while trying to say, ‘Sometimes defeat can be good medicine.’ The loss was too great to be comforted.

“… … “The sky is.”

“yes?”

“Has the void regained consciousness?”

“… … yes. Just before arriving… … .”

“What did you say?”

Heo Sanja gritted his teeth once and then answered.

“I locked myself in my place, saying only incomprehensible things that were fundamentally wrong.”

“… … .”

Heo Do-jin looked up at the ceiling in silence. Then, as if she had sorted out her thoughts, she nodded with a calmer expression.

“I get it. “You too, go and rest.”

“… … Please punish me, Jang Mun-in.”

“To you?”

Heo Do-jin grinned.

“Heosan.”

“Yes, Jang Mun-in.”

“If you have to be punished, how much more do I have to be punished?”

“… … .”

“Just go out and have a look.”

“… … yes.”

“I will tell you separately how to resolve this matter. “Pay attention to ensuring that injured students can safely return to their daily lives.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. then.”

Heo Sanja carefully got up and went out.

The remaining Heo Do-jin quietly looked at the inside of the room, which was a mess with spilled cold and broken tables.

This miserable situation seemed to be in his mind, and the situation the shaman was in now.

He slowly got up from his seat, walked with long strides, and opened the door.

“her… … .”

A peaceful and old-fashioned scene greeted him as usual.

But Heo Do-jin knows. This scene reflects the sweat and effort of our predecessors.

How much effort has the shaman had to gain the illusory status of being the world’s greatest master?

However, now that he is in his generation, that status is about to be shaken.

‘Was it wrong from the beginning?’

what.

What on earth went wrong?

“volcano… … .”

Heo Do-jin’s face showed deep agony as he uttered a name he could not understand.

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