Chapter - 626 Episode 626. I'm glad I'm a student of volcanoes. (1)

Even the posture of the gunnery was like a picture.

After a single stroke of scrubbing, Baek Cheon's white robe didn't get a speck of dust. The appearance itself seemed to show a complete victory.

"…...did he win?"

"Do you have no eyes? Does that mean he lost?"

"Oh, no, I think it's ridiculous. That's literally the level of the press."

The audience couldn't even cheer.

So far, they have praised Jo-Gol for his bravery and applauded Yoon-Jong's willingness.

But it was more of a cheer to the "weak" who did well against the shaman in the position of the "strong."

However, Baek Cheon's sword, which was shown a while ago, never belonged to the underdog.

"……Hwasan takes down a shaman so easily? And this great student?"

"I don't know! Hwajeong is already well known for its reputation. How can you treat a man like that as an ordinary second-class student?"

"Does reputation change the distribution? But I think this great student is this great student!"

"……that's true."

The audience's gaze was overwhelming.

"Is Hwasan really strong without Danbo?"

"What nonsense is that?"

"Look! Hwasan has already won three games in a row. No, including the first bimu that wasn't played as a game, it's a four-game winning streak."

“…….”

"Once or twice, you could win by a fluke. But who says winning four times in a row is a fluke? If it's luck, what's not luck in the world?"

Even those who secretly defended the shaman could not resist the remark.

"And the other Bimu, let's say, this time...….”

The person who was saying something kept his mouth shut as if he couldn't overcome the excitement. After a long look at the rain stage with trembling eyes, he said with a heavy sigh.

"Isn't this a real skill difference?"

“…….”

Everyone stared at the stage with incredulous faces. I almost heard the sound of drooling as I held my breath without realizing it.

They all came here for entertainment.

No one really expected that HWASAN would do this against the shaman.

But now the sight before their eyes has completely destroyed their ideas.

"Hey, isn't this how Hwasan really beats the shaman?"

"Maybe."

Those watching swallowed dry saliva.

But among them, the quick-witted were a little different.

"Even if Hwasan's propaganda is this far, it's already happened.’

From now on, even if the shaman wins consecutive games, only the four consecutive victories that Hwasan has achieved will be talked about. The public likes to break the weak and strong gateways more than anything else.

If one day Hwasan is judged to have crossed the shaman, the beginning will surely be this inscription.

The public stared at the camps on both sides with a tense face. Indeed, joy and sorrow were intersecting.

Muo came down from the rain stage with his head down, unable to say anything.

“…….”

Ho Sanja looked at him with despondent eyes.

What would you say?

I would have been disreputable if I had let my guard down and lost. If I was too nervous to show my skills, I would have been severely scolded or perhaps comforted.

But it was neither careless nor nervous. It was a defeat that was completely lacking in skills compared to the opponent.

Of course, the loser has come back, and what can he say to that?“…….”

Ho Sanja couldn't bear to say anything and just stared blankly at all.

Mu Jin, who was watching from behind, sighed and opened his mouth instead of Ho Sanja.

"…...you've worked hard."

"Yes, death penalty."

"Go in and pull yourself together.”

"…No harm done."

Mu Jin could see the anger in the words.

It would be more shameful that he didn't even sneeze even though he lost and came down.

Unfortunately, however, Ho Sanja, who had to console the resentment, was running out of energy just by accepting the situation now.

"Go in."

"……Yes."

Muo's shoulders drooped. Bonorani Mu Jin's chest also started to burn like wildfire.

"The Elder."

He gritted his teeth and spoke quietly.

"Is this the outcome that the Elder wanted?"

He has lived his whole life in the strict discipline of a shaman.

To ask one's superiors about reason, right, and wrong is a person who has never thought about it. But what happened now was enough to break Mu Jin's patience.

"Honor has fallen to the ground, and now it has lost its cause. The world will praise him and swear at the shaman."

Mu Jin shuddered with his lips full to contain his boiling anger.

"If I had gone out, I wouldn't have been criticized for losing. Was the result that the elder wanted really this terrible defeat?"

"Hey!"

As if he had come to his senses, Ho Sanja let out a shout.

"How dare a shaman's great student open his eyes to the elders of the temple and talk to them! That's how the envoy taught you!"

There was blood in Ho Sanja's eyes. But Mu Jin was left with even greater disappointment at the response. Ho Sanja's remarks about his attitude before discussing right and wrong made him more miserable and gloomy.

"There's nothing to be excited about."

“…….”

"It was worse than I thought, but it was the result I expected."

"Elders!"

"From now on, we're going to win! You lose five times! You lose six times! It doesn't matter if you lose nine times! All we have to do is win ten times! It doesn't matter how many times you've lost!"

“…….”

"What matters is the outcome. All that remains is the result!"

Mu Jin's lips turned white after being bitten hard.

Ho Sanja's words are no different than before. The logic behind the words is also the same as the first time. One thing is, it's only when you look at it.

Ho Sanja was now in a state of emotion. It's not about finding a conclusion by looking back and forth, it's just that you don't want to admit that you're wrong.

Was it this shallow?’

His temple was simply a place where the taste of noble Taoists was smeared.

But at this moment, Mu Jin felt like he saw the back of the orphan.

What is the point of being orphaned only within the temple?

What's the point if you can't maintain your posture and spirit as soon as you leave the temple and get beaten by the three factions?

Mu Jin looked at Hwasan with a disastrous face.

It's frivolous…… it's wild…….’

Be free to the limit.

The foundation of Doga is to embrace the world and nature inside and become one. If so, wouldn't that side be more like a province itself than to bind itself to strict discipline?

Mu Jin closed his eyes tightly.

But since they can't even cover their ears, the voices of the cheering Hwasan disciples have been sorely penetrated."In time! In time, in time!"

"The death penalty! It was the best!"

"Wow, I can't even imitate it!"

A thunderous roar poured out towards Baek Cheon, who came down from the stage.

It was a matter of course.

Of course, everyone else fought hard, but no one showed more solid advantage than Baek Cheon.

Although he pretended not to care the whole time, the huge mountain of shamans has always pressed their shoulders. But at this moment, Baek Cheon tore the huge mountain apart with a single stroke.

"It was wonderful."

"How can I use a sword like that? Teach me, too, death penalty!"

Baek Cheon grinned as he saw his students swarming around him.

"Don't put me up too much. I'm embarrassed."

"No! This is something to be proud of!"

"Oh, that's too bad! Mu Jin should have come out!"

"Mu Jin, you son of a b*tc*! But it should be Mu Jin's big cooperation."

"Oh, yes…….”

Baek Cheon was at a loss what to do with his ever-growing smile. Watching the death penalty, cheering and rejoicing, I kept on feeling high.

That's what you meant.’

I mean, someone who's going to elevate Hwasan's name.

This is what you meant by shining at the highest place.

It didn't mean that Baek Cheon was the only one who was alone.

It meant leading Hwasan's disciples in a different way than Yoon-Jong. Baek Cheon, who finally understood Chung-Myung's meaning, smiled and turned his head.

'What do you think? You did it perfectly.….’

But for a moment, Baek Cheon hardened like a stone.

Chung-Myung and Jo-Gol look at this side with their legs crossed.… and……What?

Yoon-Jong아? Why are you there? Yoon-Jong…….

"That…."

Chung-Myung spits on the floor and touches it.

"You're a hero, aren't you?

"Why? You're a homebody. You're a homebody.”

"Oh, my God, it's dazzling. It's blinding. It's blinding."

“…….”

Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol glared at Baek Cheon, as if they were a child deprived of a toy.

"Well, I would have won enough if I didn't do it so splendidly."

"What are you doing? Not a day or two."

But those bastards?

As if when he was in a good mood, Baek Cheon lit his eyes.

"No, you bastards! What's that reaction when Sasook came back after winning?"

"You're celebrating, aren't you?"

"Oh, my God! Congratulations, Sasook! Think it will be is just very moved to tears was falling thick and fast this mountain ...…. Oh, no, wait, don't pull out the black, hey."

Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol quickly pulled back.

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth, distorting his neat forehead to the fullest.

'I was mistaken for a moment.’

I should have always kept in mind that Hawsan's disciples and those pups were separate.

Baek Cheon glared at Chung-Myung, who was still standing there.

"You did what you were told to do, so you wouldn't have any complaints, would you?”

"That's enough. Hurry up and go in. Why are you so tight in your neck just because you caught something big? It's going to break soon.”

"…Rude, really."

Eventually, harsh words poured out.

I'm a fool to expect from him!

With a deep sigh, Baek Cheon turned his head and headed back.

Ogum was sour and sulky, but the other Hwasan's disciples were all giving him a look of envy.

Even the elders.

"Baek Cheon아."

"Yes, Elder."

"You did a great job."

Baek Cheon grinned as Hyun Sang patted his shoulder."No, I just did what I had to do."

"Wow, look what he's saying!”

"I can hear you, I can hear you. Speak quietly."

Yoon-Jong, you son of a b*tc*.….

What do you mean, don't say that, be quiet?

Baek Cheon sighed deeply.

"Anyway, these bastards...….’

Anyway, everyone had a knack for scratching people's insides. Baek Cheon soon smirked and glanced at the shaman.

'Once upon a time.'

He must have envied a shaman, too.

Of course, it is a lie if you have never regretted leaving Jongnam and choosing Hwasan. Why haven't I stayed up all night thinking that if I had chosen a shaman instead of Hwasan, I wouldn't have been humiliated by Jongnam?

But now...….

I'm glad I'm a student of Hwasan.’

Pride does not arise only from strength. Now, Baek Cheon feels heartbreakingly proud that he is a disciple of Hwasan.

Of course, it was a bit of a poor place, sometimes noisy, and often irritating, but it was here that was warmer and more proud than anywhere else in the world.

"…Your face tells me you're very stylish right now?”

"Leave it alone. A day or two?"

“…….”

No. Let's exclude "warm".Those rotters...….