Chapter - 727 Episode 727. It could be even better! (2)

"Here you are."

"……what is this?"

"They're new payers. It'll be easy to see."

B class who reaches out and them is - myung chung hyun jong was opening my eyes to ganeuseureumha.

An emergency written as a self-assisted ball and an emergency written as a plum print. Seeing those clean things made me wonder.

"……what about the ex-paid?"

"Oh, that?”

Chung-Myung grinned.

"Maybe it's because it's too fermented, but it's crumbled after learning the martial arts. Don't worry. I knew it, so I moved it in advance.

"…crumpled?"

"Yes."

Hyun Jong's pupils shook.

"Sa, you're saying that the wages you left behind are gone?"

"Ey. What's the point of an emergency? What's important is what's in there."

“…….”

"I don't think he wanted to leave the book alone, so it'll be okay.”

Well, of course it's okay. If you don't want to die.

He said he felt affectionate about the remains of Chung Jin, but how can a person change so easily?

"……You wrote it down in advance?"

"Yes."

Chung-Myung nodded cheerfully.

However, as Chung-Myung's expression was bright, Hyun Jong's insides literally rotted.

"Come on, wait!"

Hyun Jong, who was confused about what to do with this huge situation, suddenly realized one thing and shouted in surprise.

"Zha! What happened to the Zhaqai?"

"What?"

"Why are there only two books in the class? Where do you sell your self-deprecation?"

"Oh, that?”

Chung-Myung smiled lightly again this time.

"I couldn't save it."

"What?"

Hyun Jong's eyes popped out.

"Mo, you can't save me. What do you mean...….”

"Uh…… I mean…….”

Chung-Myung, who rolled his eyes up as if he was thinking of what to say, soon smiled and said.

"When I looked at it roughly, I didn't write it down because I thought it was a choreographer who didn't need to be left behind. But when other class members flew away, they flew away together.”

"Me, fly?"

"Well, that's all right. It's better to have a ball of your own!"

"I mean, stand now, Eugene of our ancestors......and blew it away?

"Uh……."

Hyun Jong's face instantly turned pale for years older. Cheung-Myung scratched the back of his head, betraying his desperate eyes.

"Wouldn't you understand? With a big heart.”

"Oops!"

"Come on, long man!"

"Wake up, Jang Moon-in!"

Hyun Jong finally grabbed the back of his neck and moved on. But Chung-Myung was just sour at the sight of him.

"You're so angry that there's no place to use it anyway."….”

"What, dude?"

Hyun Jong, who had fallen back, suddenly jumped up like a spring and jumped at Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung quickly escaped to the side, saying, "Yikes."

"Hey, dude! What kind of stuff is that!"

"Come on. It's not there in the first place."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung said with a grave look.

"What's wrong with what wasn't there in the first place? It's just an obsession.….”

“…….”

"A mountain is a mountain. Water is water....”

"Eh!"

Hyun Jong kicked Chung-Myung, but Chung-Myung sneaked away from the kick.

"No, you really don't need it."

"He's still! Come here! Come here!

Hyun Young and Hyun Sang grabbed and pressed Hyun Jong, who flapped to attack Chung-Myung. It was like a live fish.

"Calm down, Jang Moon-in."

"Let go! Let go!"

"What's wrong with you? You can't even win anyway.""Oh, yeah.

To the point, Hyun Jong gritted his teeth with a black, dead face.

"How do I see my ancestors when I die? A lot of money, supply and demand! Won-chun-jo-on!"

As expected, the fact that Jahan Gong is a long-standing scholar seems to be for spirit.

I thought for a moment whether I should change it to a long-literary dance, but Chung-Myung has already mastered his own ball, so it's all wrong.

"Yes…. You should die rather than be sick."

"It's convenient if you give up."

“…….”

Someday...

It was Hyun Jong, who vowed to beat him up one day.

"Come on. That's enough. Look at the emergency first."

Hyun Jong tried to be more angry, but Hyun Young, who was getting lazy, hit the player and shut his mouth.

"Do I just have to memorize this?"

"Yes, starting with the recitation of Gu Gyeol. Take your time and relax. It's a big deal if you get it wrong in a hurry."

"I see."

Hyun Young picked up the guard and rushed Hyun Jong.

"Don't keep talking about the past and let's hurry up and do it. I'm already very busy."

In the end, Hyun Jong, who was grinding his teeth, gave up and closed his eyes. Hyun Young was not wrong. Yeah, what can I do now? Our ancestors' Eugene has already become dust and flew away.

He opened his own ball weakly with a half-absorbed look.

'Yes, let's let go of the lingering feelings.’

He was well aware that the self-inflicted ball was superior to the self-inflicted. It's a hundred times better than when the ball of self-inflictedness disappears and only the self-inflictedness remains.….

Huh?

Hyun Jong, who was reading the ball's conclusion, tilted his head for a moment. After a while, his eyes glanced up over the broad scaffolding and watched Chung-Myung.

"……Chung-Myung아."

"What?"

"……I don't know if it's just me, but I think this is a little different from what I've seen before."

"It's just me."

"…is it really just me?"

"Ha ha ha ha. You're also saying something funny. And you're afraid I might have changed my rule?"

“…….”

"Come on. If I have the ability to do that, I'm a great warrior. What can I do to change the rule of ignorance, which is like a ball of self-study? Haha. So funny. Then I'm not a Hwasan Divine, I'm a god. Wasan Musin!"

Hyun Jong looked at the emergency class and Chung-Myung with suspicious eyes.

'That's absolutely true, but...….’

The self-assessment ball is Hwasan's best feat, with the purification of Hwasan.

No matter how genius he is, Chung-Myung's military prowess will not be able to reach his predecessors in the past. Wasn't that Hwasan, who was not uncommon enough to fight over the world's greatest swords?

So even Chung-Myung wouldn't be able to touch his own ball.

There shouldn't be...…there can't be…….

Why am I so nervous?’

Hyun Jong's eyes rolled nervously here and there.

I was nervous that Chung-Myung was the one who made him feel bad. To be honest, how many common sense things have Chung-Myung done in the whole time made sense?

"No, right?

"Of course."

"It's not real, is it?"

"Hey, you've been fooled?"

Hyun Jong's hunch was sending a strange echo.

He's definitely hiding something.….’

However, Hyun Young is now openly annoyed, as he seemed frustrated by him.

"Oh, if you really do, stay out!”

“…….”

"I'm already so busy! We don't have time, we don't have time!"

Hyun Jong gave a sullen look, but Hyun Young said to Chung-Myung without paying any attention."Then I'll recite the old verdict first. That's good, right?

"Yes, yes!"

"I see."

Watching them hand in hand and foot, Hyun Jong shed his eyes.

Well, well, if he's doing it, I'd believe he'd make tea with a stone.

"By the way, Chung-Myung."

"What?"

Hyun Sang, who had been listening quietly until now, opened his mouth.

"Have you mastered your own ball?"

"Yes, it is."

"How was it?"

Chung-Myung seemed a little worried about what he said and replied.

"I don't know yet."

Then after a little more thought, I added.

"You know, dexterity depends on how much you learn, right?

"That's right."

Hyun Sang nodded in sympathy.

Generally, in the strong pen name, the proficiency of learning is classified from one to twelve.

When it comes to swords, they completely remember the herbivores of the sword, and when they are able to spread the path, they are called Ilsung.

And when the sword is perfectly embodied and made into one's own, it is referred to as the twelve castle, or the great castle.

Unlike the prosecution, which allows one to exert one's own power even if one's first name is mastered, Shingong does not exert much power when one's first name is introduced. But when the level rises, it can generate surprising power.

"But this is a little bit more extreme."

"What do you mean.

Chung-Myung scratched his cheek.

"When you're one, you're just, uh...… a stream? No, a stream is too much. A puddle? No...…. Water in a teacup? No, no. A spoonful of...….”

……How small are you, Chung-Myung? Can you call it a skill?

"Anyway, it's really nothing. But it's supposed to be exponentially stronger when it gets higher."

"Well."

"If we become really big, we may be able to create a real purple sunset in the sky with our bodies.”

The absurd remark made Hyun Sang laugh in vain.

"That makes sense...….”

"No. It would be true."

At that time, Hyun Jong agreed with Chung-Myung.

"As far as I know, there has been no one in Hwasan's history who has made twelve great contributions to self-harm."

"What?"

Hyun Sang looked back at Hyun Jong with a puzzled face.

Even though there are not many people who have learned and trained because it is a study that only Hwasan's master craftsman can learn, what do you mean, no one has done much yet?

Hyun Jong nodded as if he knew why he was embarrassed.

"That's how abstruse it means to be ignorant. Even the investigator, who invented the self-proclaimer, was told that he had not fully mastered the martial arts he had created. The long-time writers of the past have only learned enough to hit their own ball, but that alone has been called the world's best."

"Oh……."

Chung-Myung, who was listening to Hyun Jong, looked up at the sky.

"All the world...….”

- What? - What, what, what, what?

No, I'm just saying. Did I say something?

Hyun Sang nodded as he listened to Hyun Jong's explanation and swallowed his dry saliva.

"Then if you can master your own balls...….”

Although evasive, Hyun Jong was able to guess what was behind it.

"It will be."

"…I see."

Hyun Sang's eyes became so serious. Hyun Jong also corrected his posture and looked at the class with serious eyes.

The person in front of you is said to be a disciple with low distribution, but learning is learning. He stressed to his disciples countless times that learning should be pious.Hyun Jong spoke to Chung-Myung with a solemn face.

"We all know that there will be big waves ahead, and that we don't know what's going to be harder for Hwasan."

“…….”

"No matter how much you respect us, we know that it is not easy to lead the clique with just your respect in such a situation. So……!"

Hyun Jong stared at Chung-Myung with eyes full of passion.

"Don't forget that teaching us harder, harder is for us! Don't hesitate!"

"What?"

When Chung-Myung asked back as if he was a little flustered, Hyun Jong once again emphasized firmly.

"There is no need to judge me by saying that I am a man of letters and that I am an elder."

“…….”

"If there's a temptation in your heart, shake it off! And like all the other disciples...….”

"I…… a long storyteller. I don't know what you're talking about, but...….”

"……Huh?"

However, Chung-Myung tilted his head as if he really didn't understand.

"Do you have a situation?"

“…….”

"Why?"

At the moment, speechless Hyun Jong laughed out loud.

'I forgot for a moment.’

It was not that I would overcome the discomfort for him and the elders and try my best to teach them, but that I could not understand the situation in teaching people, so I could feel who was in front of me.

Hyun Jong nodded with a firm face.

"Then, Chung-Myung."

"What?"

"…take it easy."

“…….”

"As I get older, my joints ache."

It was a word containing Hyun Jong's sadness that his body couldn't keep up with even though he was running in front of me.