Return of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 314 - Where Is That Fucking Beggar Now? (4)
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Chapter 314 – Where Is That Fucking Beggar Now? (4)
Return of the Mount Hua Sect
Those who sin should be punished.
It is close to the natural logic that there is no need to judge it as right or wrong.
However, the reason why it has always been the subject if discussion from ancient times to this moment is that an agreement on the appropriate level of punishment was never reached.
In that sense…
‘Even those who aren’t humans are given free reign.’
Jong Pal groaned lowly.
“This is…”
The moment he was about to express his slight dissatisfaction a sharp response came back.
“Did you talk?”
“Are your eyes open?”
“Still breathing?”
“…”
He clenched his arms and shrugged at the words someone else were mumbling.
‘Isn’t this crime too severe for the crime I committed?’
But he couldn’t even protest it back.
Reason? Well, it is simple. Now around him, who once commanded a group could only see the muscled arms of big brothers! It is because there are a lot of people around.
Dark skin tanned by sun.
Stout physique.
And broad shoulders with a rough face.
There is no reason to not doubt whether these disciples of the most prestigious sect were actually bandits who came down their mountain.
To those who watched the Shaolin competition, this is a familiar sight, but this was a shock for Jong Pal who had just come to Shaolin the day before.
‘Are these people bandits who don’t touch the mountains?’
At this point, the battle will start where the bandits will slowly spread across the world and increase their presence.
Furthermore…
“Rolling your eyes? I will fucking pull them out.”
“You should thank the heavens that this is Shaolin. If it was Mount Hua, do you think you would have been alive? You would have been buried under a plum tree.”
“The more I think about it, the angrier I get! I will roll you down from the topmost peak of Mount Hua!”
Toughness in this greenery. Jong Pal wiped his tears and bowed his head.
‘How did it turn up like this?’
As soon as Hong Dae-Kwang came to Shaolin, he threw Jong Pal in the middle of these beastly monsters and didn’t even look back!
How can a man be this irresponsible? Still, if he is the elder of the Beggar’s Union shouldn’t he be protecting one of them?
What?
Isn’t he being too ignorant?
Uh… that is…
Jong Pal let out a low sigh.
‘Anyone with a sense of responsibility wouldn’t have become a beggar at all.’
Even if they had become a beggar, they would find another way to live well.
Just like that young bastard there.
Jong Pal’s eyes trembled violently as he watched something
The three… no, Chung Myung was literally holding his opponent as if he was watching a dog.
“This bastard is trying to run away?”
“Eikkkkk!”
As the opponent was terrified and ran away, Chung Myung kept going after him trying to catch him up.
A ridiculous scene of one man running away and another chasing after the light to live.
A look of disappointment crossed the face of Jong Pal.
‘This isn’t some kind of drama.’
This is where the heavenly Martial Arts Competition is being held. And what is happening right now is the last leg of competition.
In other words, it means that those who survived the current competition are the most powerful ones right now. so each of them had to be strong.
“From where did this man come onto the stage and swing his fan! Huh! Come in!”
“T-this…”
“I never liked this from the old days! What? Fan technique? Fan technique! How cheeky can you be to use a fan against me?”
A fan made of white feathers is the signature of the Zhuge clan which was now soaring in the air and Jong Pal shook his head looking at this.
‘That ignorant bastard.’
The method of Zhuge Sect which talks about One Under the Heaven works against all the monsters in the world.
It is a eight point fan technique which put Zhuge family sect in the Five Great Families along with hier other fan techniques which make people sweat, but even that wasn’t good enough for that bastard to be taken down.
‘what the .... happened in the last 3 years?’
The Cho Sam that Jong Pal remembered was an ordinary beggar with no strength. But what happened for one person to change so much in just three years?
‘Did he pick up and eat the heart of an imoogi?’
If so, then that Imoogi must have been a corrupted one for him to turn like this.
“The head! The head!”
“Acck!”
The sword of Chung Myung with the sheath went for the head of Zhuge Song.
Zhuge Song grabbed the head with both hands and threw himself on the ground.
“I heard that the Zhuge sect has good heads! Let’s see if it is fine enough even after it gets hit! Lower your arms! I will break down your arm if you try to defend it any longer!”
“Ahhh! My arm! My arm!”
“Uh? That was stopped too?”
Jong Pal could no longer see the tragic sight and finally turned his head.
‘kangho is regressing back.’
The Zhuge sect is known for their tactics and footwork techniques, but the reason they were able to make a name for themselves in the world is because of their superior intelligence.
However, at the moment, the so called mind of the Zhuge sect was collapsing in the face of Mount Hua. This was quite a symbolize scene.
And those who watched this were looking absurd and not admiration.
“… is this really happening?”
“Still, with the name…”
A spar refers to the time when the abilities of both sides are shown. In that sense, this spar was long over in a normal sense.
All that remains is for Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon were defeating the opponent. And only the people who accepted this situation were the disciples of Mount Hua.
“Quickly give up.”
“It is a matter of pride and pride. You choose between the two. Either the head is broken or the pride is.”
“Isn’t the latter better?”
“It seems like the rumors of the Zhuge sect being all brains is shit. Thinking of fighting with that monster, sigh.”
The disciples of Mount Hua were shaking their heads and clicking their tongues.
Others say that Mount Hua is radical but Mount Hua was never like that. Their aggressiveness is only the result of their desperate efforts to survive from just one bastard in their sect.
In order to claim to be a genius, one must have the ability to grasp the situation ahead of them. Apparently, Zhuge’s disciple here has failed to inherit the wisdom of his ancestors.
And the result?
Quite simple
Thud!
Zhuge Song fell down on the spot. He had fallen to the floor and a white steam was rising from the head.
“Still you know, I am a gentleman to you because you are a scholar.”
Chung Myung was mumbling as he walked down the stage.
The disciples all looked at Chung Myung with a happy face.
“Everyone must be tensed”
“it is impossible. That guy has left everyone behind.”
Chung Myung was proving his overwhelming strength that was no different from proving the strength of Mount Hua.
And that fact brought hope and sadness to the disciples t the same time.
The hope is that as long as Chung Myung leads, they can overthrow everything. And the sad thing is that, no matter how hard they try, the day will come when this bastard will kill them with weird trainings.
Right now, even the famous disciples were being smashed like a dry leaf being crushed. How can they overcome Chung Myung?
All they can do is sit down and turn into wet leaves sticking to the ground
“Then, who is the next one to take to infirmary?”
“And the second problem…”
The disciples of Mount Hua turned their heads and looked at one place.
“… why are you all looking like that?”
“N-No reason…”
“It is fine. It is fine. We have done well till now.”
Jo Gul pouted in the eyes of everyone.
“But I can win.”
“Hahaha. Sure sure.”
“Well firstly let’s see who samae is fighting.”
At the words which said the his victory were uncertain, Jo Gul stood up agitated.
And Yoon Jong smiled while grabbing his shoulder.
“Gul.”
“Uh?”
“No matter how hard you try, it doesn’t make any sense. If you really think so then you will have to prove it yourself.”
At those words, Jo Gul’s eyes lit up.
“You are right, sahyung! Then I will go!”
“Right. I believe in you.’
Motivated, Jo Gul grabbed the sword on his waist and went to the stage.
And Chun Myung began to sit down as he looked at the empty chair.
“You did good.”
“It wasn’t much. But the next one is Jo gul sahyung?”
“Right.”
“And the opponent?”
“Uh….”
Yoon Jong smiled brightly.
“Shaolin;s Hae Yeon.”
“Ah. Should we go eat?”
“…”
Chung Myung didn’t seem attentive to Jo Gul at all. And such a response Baek Cheon asked,
“But,Chung Myung.”
“Uh?”
“Is the difference that high?”
“Uh?”
Baek Cheon glanced back at the stage and said,
“Of Course, Jo Gul isn’t like super strong but I don’t think he will be unilaterally defeated by Namgung Dowi or Jin Geum-Ryong.”
Besides, aren’t there many people who recognize the skills of Jo Gul and called him once of the Five Swords?
“Ah, Jo Gul sahyung? Ah… hm, strong. um.”
Chung Myung spoke in a low voice.
“But it doesn’t matter.”
“… then?”
“Strength is a relative matter.”
Chung Myung shrugged and he was looking at Hae Yeon who was going up the stage.
“And that cannot be used there.”
“…”
“You will understand if you see.”
Chung Myung’s eyes were fixed on Hae yeon.
“Phew.”
Jo Gul standing on the stage took a deep breath and clasped his hands.
“Jo Gul of Mount Hua.”
He bowed his head later.
“I am Shaolin;s Hae Yeon.”
A soft and small voice of the man in a yellow robe. A voice which wouldn’t scare anyone.
Jo Gul looked at that and frowned
‘On the outside he doesn’t look strong at all.’
Of course, he wasn’t going to downplay the opponent because of this. It is the same with Chung Myung, he too doesn’t look too strong.
Rather, it was Jo Gul who knew through experience that such feeble lookin ones are the most dangerous ones.
But what had to be said?
‘The feeling is different.’
Hae Yeon was different from the other warriors he had met. Yes, it is be precise it felt heterogenous.
Since he came to Shaolin he had seen quite a few monks, but none of the, felt like Hae Yeon.
Rather than being calm, he seems closer to being shy. Wasn’t he already looking down with a red face as he receiving the burdensome attention of people?
“… can we start?”
“Uh? Ah… yes… Amitabha Buha. S-sure!”
“…”
Jo Gul shook his head.
‘Chung Myung has recognized him to be a strong person so he must be incredibly strong.’
He isn’t the only talented person who was recognized by Chung Myung, but when Chung Myung talked about Hae Yeon, his voice would turn serious.
That means that this guy is the next strongest in the spar after Chung Myung. But instead of being brave like that, he didn’t even look strong.
Jo Gul took a deep breath and pointed the sword ahead.
‘it doesn’t matter how strong the opponent is.’
As long as he can handle his sword perfectly, he can win against anyone.
“Then here I come! Ahhh!”
Jo Gul yelled and rushed ahead.
The opponent is strong. but now the opponent looked frozen. And he wasn’t going to miss this chance!
Before the opponent gets used to this situation, he needs to win…!
Meanwhile,as Jo Gul raised his strength and rushed ahead, Hae Yeon looked a bit shocked but then he reflixvely extended his hand out.
‘Such clumsy technique… uh?’
Woong!
He wanted to attack but the body of Hae yeon was dyed in a golden light and then came the sound as if a thousand bees were flapping their wings at the same time.
And the golden light around exploded.
“Uh?”
Kwaaang!
Like water suddenly bursting out of a small hole, the golden light crossed the stage and even went in front of the crowd watching it.
Kwaaang!
“…..”
Everyone who saw it were shocked.
“T-that…”
Rumble!
It felt like everything around could collapse.
No, the right term is to say it will collapse. The vortex that that fist was embracing engulfed the entire building.
The front put items were torn to shreds, gathered in the centre and then bounced off in all directions as if a bomb exploded.
Rumble!
The entire building collapsed in an instant.
With just one punch.
“…”
Jo Gul, who was watching the scene with mouth open, trembled
Hic!
‘This is… if I got hit?’
Cold sweat was trickling down his back and he looked at Hae Yeon with a puzzled face.
“I-is it fine? I was too embarrassed….”
Ah. Who turns people to dust because they are embarrassed?
Uh
For real…
A delightful slime crept onto Jo Gul’s lips.
‘Save me!’
Another monster appeared in front of me.
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The translations for this are actually soo bad I can’t read this crap anymore gonna find new site.