Chapter - 101 Episode 101. It will make an unforgettable day. (1)

"He's...!

"How dare you!"

A furious response burst out from here and there.

Jin Geum Ryong clenched his teeth. At a time when I was confused by the shock of defeat, it felt like blood was rising upside down as Yoon-jong cheekily asked for a dagger first.

Meanwhile, Yun-Jong recoiled when he saw a violent pouring reaction from the Jongnam area.

"Is that too much?'

It was a place where it became a portrait house, and it was natural that the response was not good because it was provoked like this.

But this is a matter of course for Yoon-Jong.

I can't help but continue the flow that Chung-Myung made.

Jin Geum Ryong shouts in an angry voice.

"Resonance! Resonance!"

"Yes, private residence!"

"Get out of here! Break that cocky bastard and come back!"

"Yes, sir!"

Jin Geum Ryong distorted his face.

He is a perfectionist. All he wanted at this Jonghwa branch was a complete victory. But a blow from Hawasan just cracked his perfect victory.

That's a gold that's so big that it's impossible to put it back on.

'Chung-Myung!'

His eyes go to Chung-Myung across the street.

"You idiot!"

I didn't expect Sunwoo to be so devastated. Was the good rain weaker than expected? Or is Chung-Myung stronger than you think?

It's the latter.

It is impossible for him to misinterpret the capabilities of Sunwoo-ryang, the quality of the private sector. Seonwoo-ryang is definitely the best of Jongnam's three great disciples.

When he said he was beaten by Chung-Myung, it means that Chung-Myung is much stronger than Jongnam's three great disciples.

'That's possible. But the others are not.'

I've been hit by an unexpected blow, but I haven't been completely humiliated yet. If all three of the remaining disciples could be finished, Chung-Myung's propaganda would only end with Chung-Myung's propaganda, but it would not lead to Hwasan's.

Gongjin, one of the three great disciples, went up to the stage with a wooden sword with a poisoned face.

Looking at it, Yoon-jong took a deep breath.

Has it been two years?'

As many years ago, they actually faced each other faster than that.

In the last Hwajong branch, Yoon-jong faced off right there. And he was unilaterally pushed back without even making a proper counterattack and eventually lost.

Two years from then.

'Honestly, the odds were stacked against him.'

If Chung-Myung hadn't come.

During Chung-Myung's absence, Yoon-jong did not train properly. No, I trained compulsorily, to be exact, but I didn't do my best to be strong.

Because I felt it was meaningless.

The impact of Jongnam's absence left the entire Hwasan helpless. Despair that I can't win no matter how hard I try. Baek Cheon was the only one who challenged the wall of despair.

But one day Chung-Myung suddenly appeared as if he had dropped out of the sky. Thanks to him, Yoon-jong has been able to really do his best over the past few months.

Did those months of training narrow the gap between them? I'm not sure about that. But...

'You'll never lose easily.'

He is the ambassador of the three great disciples.

Even if the actual head of the three great disciples became Chung-Myung, Yoon-jong was proud to continue the legacy of Hawasan. There will never be an unseemly appearance.

Gongjin opens his eyes fiercely and stares at Yoon-jong.

"No need for words. I'll make you feel painfully ashamed of how much I've done for you last time.""I don't mean to say thank you."

"Question and answer dance!"

Gongjin rushed to Yoon-jong with a violent flagship. Moon-jong bit his lips and grabbed the sword.

'That sword was quick and honest.'

The obvious way, and the sword that can predict the following.

Nevertheless, Yoon-jong in the past did not stop the resonance. That means that there is a difference between Yoon-jong and Gongjin. The level of difference you can't do with clumsy tricks or variables!

So this time!

Whoops!

Gongjin's sword is blocked by Yoon-jong's sword.

"Huh?"

As if the resonance was unexpected, the sword was retrieved and stabbed again.

"I guess you haven't been playing all this time! But that's not a chance."

"Kkkkkkk!

Yoon-jong cuts off Gongjin's flying sword one after another.

to be fast

And it's heavy.

Gongjin's sword has become much faster and more intense than in the past. I could fully realize how much he had struggled. It seems to be at least twice as strong as it was in the past.

By the way...

'Why?'

Cawing! Cawing! Caw!

Yoon-jong's sword moves succinctly to remove Gongjin's sword.

It is a sword that could not be seen properly two years ago. How hard must the sword be now that it's faster?

So it was a complete mystery.

Why do I see all this?'

It's not slow.

It's obviously fast—a series of blows that are fast enough to make a gasp. Strangely, however, Gongjin's sword was clearly visible to Yoon-jong's eyes. And it's not that I can't deal with it like I did in the past...….

Whoops!

The succinctly moved sword of Yoon-jong pushes Gong Jin's sword far away. Gongjin, who was pushed back because he couldn't beat the rebound, corrected his posture.

"……it's him.

Yoon-jong looked at Gongjin with an absurd face.

"……is that all?"

"This..."

"Oh, no. Don't be angry. I'm not trying to provoke you or anything, I'm asking you purely. You're not trying to embarrass me, are you? And then it suddenly gets stronger?"

"I'm gonna kill you!"

Gongjin, who was angry to the top of his head, rushed toward Yoon-jong like an angry boar, perhaps taking Yoon-jong's words as a joke. Looking at the scene, Yoon-jong was feeling more absurd than afraid.

Chung-Myung, what the hell did he do to us?'

I can clearly see every move of Gongjin. The movement of his shoulders allowed him to know in advance which direction to swing the sword.

This is not a prediction by means of a sword path. I saw it with my eyes and I knew it.

Claw claw clawning liquid!

The wooden sword swung violently with its quench, but Yoon-jong avoided it perfectly just by stepping back. The sword passes right in front of Yoon-jong's ship.

Perhaps because of too much power, Gong Jin's posture is slightly tilted. A small gap that I would never have seen in the past. But Yoon-jong could see it so clearly now.

Gasp!

Yoon-jong's foot moves before his head and kicks Gongjin in the side. Yoon-jong, who confirmed that Gongjin's body was flying backwards, looked back without realizing it.

Chung-Myung.

Chung-Myung was looking at him with glaring eyes.

It's as if you're bored, so you have to finish it quickly.

"That crazy one."

No wonder your attitude was weird.

It's clear that he was predicting all these results in advance.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

At that time, Gongjin, who had let go of his reason with anger and excitement, rushed toward Yoon-jong again. Seeing such a resonance, Yoon-jong opened his legs slightly and lifted his sword slightly.Top tax.

The basic posture of all swords, the basic posture of all mussels.

And it was the attitude of Yoon-jong starting a single blow that had been raging for ten days.

Gongjin's sword stretches out. Then, he began to make a quite different change from Jongnam's sword so far. It would have been embarrassing if it was Yoon-Jong in the past.

But now there's not a single blur in Yoon-jong's eyes.

All the changes and sentiments eventually come from the fingertips. It fixes the lower body like a mountain, and doesn't miss a single change with its eyes. And...

Let's start.

I can see it!

Just when the sword and the sword are connected. Moon-Jong didn't miss the subtlety. As soon as his eyes checked the gap, his body began to move automatically.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The sword cuts through the atmosphere.

A sword that is struck without a single hesitation.

Unshakable heart. A disciplined body. And the exact purpose.

The sword, which formed the unity of the spirit god, penetrates Gongjin's sword path and accurately hits him on the shoulder.

Gongjin freaked out and turned the sword path sharply to block Yoon-jong's sword.

Whoops!

Swords soar into the sky.

Gongjin's sword, which has been cut in half, spins round and rises high in the sky and falls to the floor.

Took. Took.

Only the sound of a wooden sword falling to the floor rang quietly on the quiet Hawasan.

"……."

Quiet silence.

Some jump up and stare incredibly at the non-stage.

Resonance.

The great disciple of Jongnam's three great disciples is unconscious on the floor. Right in front of it, Yoon-jong, who lowered his sword, stands tall like a mountain.

A perfect win, needless to say.

Yoon-jong, who was looking down at Gongjin, retrieves the sword, kicks the waist, and politely pleads.

"Well learned."

Then turn around and go back to where you are.

It was not long before a thunderous roar erupted.

"Wow! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"We won! We won! Yoon-jong won!"

"Hahahaha! Crazy, this is ridiculous!"

It's not just the kids. It was also a mess where the adults of Hawasan were located.

"Hahahaha! Yoon-Jong아! "Yoon-Jong ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Go, hold on. Death penalty!"

As Hyun Sang flinched as if he was running to Yoon-jong right away, Hyun Young grabbed him in a hurry.

"Fixing the d*mn thing! Do I look like I'm gonna fix it now? Hahahaha! We won! I won!"

"Death penalty, dignity, dignity!"

"You win, you lose, you lose, you win!"

But Hyun Young also couldn't hide his smile as he dragged Hyun Sang.

'How good it is.'

It's the death penalty, which has always been solemn. However, as Hyun Young is lamented by Huasan's finances, the death penalty of Hyun Sang is a person who is resentful of Huasan's martial arts. As a footnote, he is the one who should lead Hawasan's martial arts, so he has always been in practice and despair at a low level.

He didn't make it obvious, but it was obvious how frustrating he must have been.

However, the three great disciples, who did not expect it, are sitting on the noses of those arrogant Jongnam guys.

What about the long man?

Hyun Young turns his head and looks at Hyun Jong.

He had a happy smile on his face. It's so sweet and cozy that just looking at it makes my heart warm...….

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hyun Young threw Hyun Sang out and ran to Hyun Jong to grab him by the shoulder and shake him.

"Get a hold of yourself! Not now! Not now! What did you do to get your soul out of here?"

"Everything has been achieved...…."

"No, we still have a long way to go! Call the congressman! Member!"In the midst of a mess, Yoon-jong returned to his place. He laughed awkwardly at the cheers of the pouring death penalty. But inside he too...….

I feel like I'm going to fly.

But while everyone was dancing with joy, only Jo-Gol couldn't laugh. Because it's his turn now.

"How did you do that? What should I do...…."

"Walk."

"Yes, death penalty!"

"Just get out."

"……Yes?"

Yoon-jong laughed without realizing it. I can see why Chung-Myung didn't give him much explanation.

"If you want to lose, you can't lose. Just get out. You'll see when you get out."

"……."

Jo-Gol tilted his head.

But if Yoon-jong does, so be it. Jo-Gol soon went to the non-stage with a firm look on his face.

Yoon-jong walked straight to Chung-Myung and sat next to Jo-Gol without paying attention to him. And open your mouth with a heavy smile.

"What did you do? What did you do?"

Then Chung-Myung smiled and looked at Yoon-jong.

"What?"

"We!"

"Oh, that?"

Chung-Myung smirks and opens his mouth.

"It's nothing. I just let you win."

So how did you do that, man?

You goblin, you son of a b*tc*!