Return of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 316 - Be It Shaolin Or Something Else (1)

Chapter 316 – Be It Shaolin Or Something Else (1)

Return of the Mount Hua Sect

“Gul?”

“He isn’t conscious yet, but not seriously injured either.”

Baek Cheon frowned.

“He was caught up in such an attack but he wasn’t injured?”

“because there was no intention to kill.”

Baek Cheon, who was silent, nodded his head.

And then glanced around.

Inside the place where Mount Hua resides. This place which was bustling with noise was silent.

‘Everyone must have been too shocked.’

Seeing their stiff faces, it felt like it was sinking in but he couldn’t blame them

Baek Cheon too was shocked by Hae yeon’s skills.

‘How can a person be that good?’

Of course, he knew the guy was strong.

And he was acknowledged as a genius by Chung Myung too, so it was natural that he was stronger than others.

But that shocked him was those accuracy of using the techniques.

It wasn’t surprising that the guy was that skilled. What was shocking was that all this fight lasted less than a few seconds.

The Hundred Step Divine Fist which was finished and the basics he was doing before that.

‘It took him less than 100 seconds to subdue.’

However, Hae Yeon made sure Jo Gul didn’t even get any attack of Jo Gul inflicted on him. this was what made him scary.

When even Baek Cheon went stiff, Baek Sang who was watching this closely spoke out.

“What is with this atmosphere? On such a nice day! Chung Myung and Yu samae advanced ahead! This is something no other sect had achieved!”

“Yes!”

“yes, it is a good achievement but…”

The answers which came back weren’t bright and hearing those gloomy voices, Baek Sang frowned.

He was about to say more

Bang!

Baek Sang turned at the noise and he saw the door open intensely… no there was one person whow as coming in

“Chung Myung!”

Baek Sang felt happy and approached him.

“See how these guys are.”

“Uh?”

Chung Myung titled his head.

“Why?’

“No…”

Baek Sang sighed

“The atmosphere is down perhaps because they are too shocked.”

At those words, Chung Myung glanced at the disciples of Mount Hua. They all tried to show bright faces to him but they couldn’t hide the underlying anxiety.

“Umm.”

Chung Myung raised his lips to a smile.

“But now the chickens are a little off.”

“Uh?”

Baek Sang was a bit surprised at this unexpected reaction. Those who were holding the breath were hoping Chung Myung would say something

‘Did he eat something wrong?’

‘No. he couldn’t have eaten anything wrong. The only tings he eats is meat.’

‘Isn’t this how one gets their broken?’

The eyes which looked at Chung Myung turned to Baek Cheon who flinched.

‘What?’

‘Tell us something.’

‘Why me?’

‘Aren’t you great sahyung?’

Baek Cheon’s face contorted at these people considering him great sahyung only now.!

“Ahem.”

But in the end, Baek Cheon who coughed looked at Chung Myung.

“Arent you angry?”

“Uh? Me?”

“No… we were just wondering if you will say killing the opponent is nice”

Chung Myung smiled.

“Well. dying wouldn’t do me any good and it better to see that alive.”

“…Uh?”

To see the skills of Hae Yeon and not want him dead was shocking.

In the past, disciples of Mount Hua couldn’t compare themselves with Jin Geum-Ryong, let alone Hae yeon. They wouldn’t even dare to compare it.

Why? Because they thought that both sects were living in a different world.

There was nothing but despair if they began to compare. And it is self-evident that they would be on the comfortable side

But now everyone in Mount Hua was in despair comparing themselves to Hae Yeon.

‘Development starts with realizing the gap between you and the opponent.’

Even if there is despair at the difference, in the end, one can develop from it. that is a hundred times better than not comparing at all.

“Everyone pay attention.”

Chung Myung on the ground.

Those who were already paying attention just looked at him.

“So. What do you want to say?’

“…”

No, this bastard calls for their attention and then asks them?

Baek Cheon shook his head and opened his mouth.

“How strong is Shaolin’s Hae yeon?”

“Umm.”

Chung Myung scratched his cheek.

How to explain this…

When Chun Myung seemed to hesitate, Baek Cheon spoke.

“I’ve seen a lot of people who are quite strong, but this is my first time seeing a guy who gives me such strong feeling. I don’t think we can win no matter what. the genius out…”

“Ah. Wait. Wait.”

Chung Myung who stopped Baek Cheon;s hands waved his hand.

“You aren’t thinking that he was born with incredible talent and that is why we cannot win even we try out best right?”

“…”

Every disciple avoided their eyes.

“… to call you people as sajae.”

Chung Myung let out a groan.

“genius or now, where is a guy who cannot be taken town?”

“You.”

“… I am an exception.”

Chung Myung immediately changed his words.

“‘Anyway! It isn’t that he is extremely talented or something.”

And he looked at Yoon Jong.

“Sahyung!”

“uh!”

“And what is the reason for it?”

“That…”

Yoon Jong frowned. He knew the guy was strong, but he could never pinpoint it.

“A great internal qi.”

“And.”

“Perfect… uh, right, perfect operation of techniques.”

“Right.”

Chung Myung nodded his head lightly.

“The reason why he is talented and stuff is because he kept honing his skills countless times. He has probably repeated the same kind of training that sahyungs did but for more than a decade or so.”

“… what?”

“The training sahyung did.”

“… what we did with you?”

“Yes.”

This.

So…

Is it that he recited it for more than ten years and them only for past half year?

“… this sounds more despair indulging?”

“Is he a Buha maybe? A human cannot be doing that.”

“Is that guy insane? Why would he do it?”

So chilling.

For half a year, they had endured the harsh training Chung Myung did and tried to not die.

Thanks to that, they were able to achieve amazing results in this competition. But to do such razy training for 10 years?

“… then.”

“That is enough time for a monkey to kill a tiger.”

Everyone nodded.

If they have been practicing for just half a year, then they are weak.

“Don’t worry.”

Chung Myung waved his hand.

“People tend to limit their talent to comprehension. A brilliant brain that learns a technique at a glance or risis to a higher level to symbolize a genius.”

“…”

“And that isn’t even half of it. real geniuses are those who do things that others cannot.”

Chung Myung looked around.

“So don’t be too harsh on yourself idiots. Are you going to catch up with someone who did what you did for 10 years? Is there even one person among us who thought they could surpass the guy who trained for 10 years?”

At those words they realized. As Chung Myung said, there was no one who thought about catching up with Hae Yeon.

And Chung Myung’s eyes which looked around were cold.

“Since when did Mount Hua become such a great sect? did you become skilled people byt beating those who claim to the descendants of famous sects?”

“…”

His relentless words pierced their hearts. Even those who were blushing in same and those who were arrogant.

Various thoughts ran through their minds.

“There is nothing else that makes him dangerous. It is just that he is always dedicated. In other words.”

Everyone didn’t take their eyes off Mount Hua.

“Get yourselves together. Do not lose your start. Think of each day as your last. don’t lose the passion for martial arts and Do your best!”

Such obvious words were said.

“it means that a person who can do the most obvious things are superior, who does it for more than 10 or 20 years is like this.”

Baek Cheon nodded his head.

What put them into shock wasn’t Hae Yeon’s skills or the technique he used.

It was one fist.

That there was something ‘different’ about him.

And when they understood the secret of it, they felt Hae Yeon was more shocking.

“There are more martial arts in shaolin tha all the sects in the world, and there are more techniques in other sects too which are used similarly, do you know what it is?”

“… um?”

“Horse Stance.”

“…”

“Those who entered the Shaolin always learn it. if they endure it, they lift the weight and do it again, and if they endure, again weight is added.”

Horse stance. Such absurd thing.

“After that, one year they practice the basics until the perfect stance can be created. Do you get what I mean?”

Chung Myung said.

“People pay attention to Shaolin’s splendid movement and strength. But Shaolin isnt blinded by those things. They pursue solid foundation rather than the splendor of attacks. Hae Yeon is the one who most perfectly embodies it.”

Baek Cheon took a deep breath.

“… not only to pursue strength, but to think about how to become strong.”

“Still, sasuk managed to understand.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue.

“Do not despair in his strength. It is hope. He is proving what would happen if we continue walking in the same path like now. You should be so happy!”

Slowly the eyes of the disciples began to shine

Clearly Chung Myung was right.

‘it means we can reach that level if we devote ourselves to that much training.’

How beautiful will their plum blossoms be on that day?

Yoon Jong was a bit shocked.

“But, Chung Myung.”

“Uh?”

“What about you? As you said, we haven’t been able to train as much Hae yeon, so you cannot handle Hae Yeon too right?”

“What nonsense.”

“… Uh?”

Chung Myung held out his stomach.

“he’d have to get lost. The one with or without hair cannot beat me.”

“…”

It cannot be done.

No matter how much they thought, this guy is not a human.

Everyone shook their heads. At that moment, Chung Myung’s face distorted.

“These Shaolin bastards seem to be writing something up, so I will not let them do what they want. I will swallow them!”

“…”

Everyone realized once again what kind of human Chung Myung was.

“Then you will beat Hae Yeon in the finals?”

“Um, well.”

Chung Myung looked at Yu Yiseol.

“Isnt that something if that bastard wins over sago?”

“…”

Everyone turned to her. It was a situation where their burdensome gaze was being accepted by her.

“You mean Samae can beat him?”

“I don’t know.”

“… then?”

“Only one thing is certain.”

Chung Myung smiled.

“perhaps he will be shocked too. it is the first time he will walk someone who is on the same path as him.”

“…”

“For now, let’s start by breaking the noses of the shaolin bastards.”

Chung Myung smiled bitterly.

‘Should I go out right now and play with them?’

He did it before too, beating them to a dog. And nothing has changed or been learned in the past hundred years.

‘if your ancestors didn’t teach you properly. I will.’

This means things will not go the way the shiny bald heads want.

A bizarre smile crept on his lips and the disciples of Mount Hua who looked at it trembled.

‘Something feels off.’

‘That bastard seems to be up to something.’

It was the disciples of Mount Hua who left a large dark cloud over the future of Shaolin.