Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 446
“… Oh my god.”
“That Cholsinjang…..”
The bandits of Daehochae didn’t even think about closing their mouths.
Cholsinjang, one of the Nokrim Ten Shadow, has been defeated?
Of course, this is a possibility. In Nokrim, the name Nokrim Ten Shadow is a symbol of strength, but it is not an absolute symbol.
However, the fact that Cholsinjang was broken by nothing but strength was unusual.
Who is Cholsinjang?
He was the second strongest among the numerous Sanchae of this Nokrim and the bustling bandits gathered in each of them. But the power of that little Taoist completely destroyed him.
“…….”
They gradually came to their senses as they stared blankly at Cholsinjang Bonchung. They then charged at him.
“Cholsinjang-nim!”
“Hu- Hurry up and get a stretcher! Quick!”
Looking at him with his back twisted and foaming mouth, they could tell he was seriously injured.
Chung Myung, on the other hand, was unconcerned about their uproar.
“There’s nothing to worry about. He just fainted. I adjusted it well so that he didn’t get hurt.”
“But his waist……!”
“It’s just a muscle injury. There’s no problem, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Ah… then.”
The bandits nodded in agreement. Cholsinjang’s condition must have been best known to Chung Myung, who competed directly with him.
“Great job, Sodojang.”
They looked admiringly at Chung Myung.
Anyone who has mastered martial arts understands how difficult it is to control their strength in such a power struggle so that they do not injure their opponent. They can’t believe he has so much power over Cholsinjang Bonchung.
“What? It’s nothing.”
“No, no! It’s really something. Oh my god! Where the hell does that kind of power come from?”
“Hehe. It’s really nothing.”
“They say that the real dragon comes down from the sky! It seems that Dojang is Heaven Sent talent.”
Chung Myung laughed, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.
The bandits who had been watching him up until this point rushed out and surrounded him.
“Oh my gosh, his body isn’t that shabby either.”
“No, no! Look at this arm! Look at these steel-hard forearms.”
“Ouch! I pressed it, but it didn’t even go in.”
“Wow! At this point, he should be able to defeat Cholsinjang with his own strength! The size wasn’t everything!”
The corners of Chung Myung’s mouth were twitching at the pouring praise and cheers.
‘This is a new taste.’
Of course, this isn’t the first time he has been cheered, but this cheer felt a little different. The praise for pure power, not a martial art, stimulated something in the man.
“Geumgangnyoksa! Geumgangnyoksa!” (금강역사/金剛力士. Guardian deity of Buddhism)
“Hehe.”
“Men are power! Strength!”
“Hehehehe.”
“Oh, here’s the strongest man in the world! The strongest man in the world!”
“Hey…….”
Perhaps because they were bandits, the cheer was intense.
Yoon Jong tilted his head at the sight of bandits swarming around Chung Myung.
“… … No, no matter how much it is, a person on their side just broke his back, but that reaction… … .”
Im Sobyong then said with a bitter smile.
“I told you. The law of Nokrim is Respect to the Strong.”
“Even so… … .”
“Don’t think of Nokrim as a normal sect.”
Im Sobyong opened the fan.
“The Nokrim’s Sanchae are spread throughout the world. In other words, it means that most of the people who belong to the same Nokrim may haven’t even seen each other for the rest of their lives.”
“Oh…….”
His eyes sank slightly heavy.
In fact, this was the biggest problem with Nokrim.
Nokrim is a large force and a coalition of several Sanchae. The authority of King Nokrim is certain, but it is only the authority of King Nokrim. The Sanchae, whether strong or weak, have no binding force to each other.
Whereas the Beggar Union that spread across the world created a class from one knot to Ten Knot, clearly dividing the upper and lower classes, Nokrim had only one different class within a single Sanchae.
As a result, when business areas overlap or problems arise, many Sanchae often wages war with each other.
The reason why King Nokrim had to wander around the world even though he had his own place for generations was to control disputes between the Sanchae and strengthen the solidarity that was bound to break.
“For Nokrim, the concept of allies is not that big. It’s just a business partner. The concept that weaves Nokrim into one is Respect for the Strong. Wouldn’t it be easier to make a living if someone stronger was on our side?”
“I don’t quite understand…….”
Im Sobyong grinned as Yoon Jong spoke with a slightly awkward face.
“Where will greenhorn from Righteous Sect go when they first entered Kangho to make a name?”
“Keuhuhum.”
Back Chun coughed loudly at the words.
“Where would they, Righteous Sword…….”
“That…….”
He came out with Chung Myung to Kangho and got the nickname Righteous Sword by defeating bandits.
He thought it was something to be proud of, but now that he’s in front of the bandit leader, his position has become ambiguous.
“That’s all right. You don’t have to make excuses. It’s a good thing.”
“…… Keuhum.”
Im Sobyong shrugged as Baek Chun turned his head awkwardly.
“And such Sanchae are small ones that do not belong to Nokrim.”
“Oh, I see.”
“But even a large Sanchae that is incomparable to that is not completely immune from such threat. Plenty of people want to gain fame by defeating Sanchae like Righteous Sword.”
Jo-Gol nodded loudly.
“To say that the power is great when together means that it is weak for each one of them.”
“Exactly.”
Im Sobyong looks at Jo-Gol as if he likes it.
“They’re afraid of Seventy-Two Nokrim, but quite a few people think they can do something about one Sanchae. What should we do when an absolute master starts a riot in a Sanchae? We can’t report it to the Government, and there’s no place to seek help.”
“…….”
“That’s why Nokrim worships the strong who can be their backbone. They don’t worship the strong because they are bandits with simple brains, but they want to make connections because the strong can protect their lives.”
“Heumm.”
Yoon Jong nodded his head. After listening to it, he thinks he can understand why there was such an enthusiastic response.
Im Sobyong smiled at Chung Myung with new eyes.
“In that sense, Dojang certainly isn’t the norm.”
“What?”
“He naturally talked to Nokrim people who were difficult to access and made it clear that he was not an enemy. Would such a scene have happened if Dojang had returned without a word after the match? It means he knows for sure what he has to do.”
“Uh…….”
“Considering the position of a Taoist, it would not be easy to talk to bandits without hesitation but shake the atmosphere with a few words… He is such an incredible person indeed.”
“…….”
Mount Hua’s disciples, who peeked at Im Sobyong, made eye contact with each other.
‘He’s always like that…….’
‘I think there’s a serious misunderstanding.’
Chung Myung is the one who gets cocky when he hears compliments even in that bloody Ten Great Sect Murim Competition. Bandit or whatever, if someone praises him, he’ll be like that!
“Anyway…… So it worked out well?”
“Yes. That’s right. Very…….”
Im Sobyong blurred the end of his speech and then firmly continued.
“It worked out too well.”
His eyes shone subtly.
‘I never thought he would just force his way with only his strength.’
Although it is said that the strong are worshipped, there is a difference between the strong. If the strong worshipped in Kango come from a reasonable sense of survival, the preference for the strong in Nokrim can be said to be from pure physical prowess.
Chung Myung succeeded in capturing their hearts in the most perfect form.
And this fact will soon spread throughout the world. Because Im Sobyong will do that.
“Hurray!”
“Long live Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”
Those he had planted beforehand were heightening the mood.
But now, he doesn’t think that’s necessary. Chung Myung would have naturally created this atmosphere.
Satisfied with the situation, Im Sobyong nodded loudly with a satisfied face. Then he got up and shouted.
“Now, let’s have a drink! You’re supposed to drink alcohol and blow away all the miscellaneous thoughts after a big deal! Here! Bring him a drink….. Cough! Uhuhuk! Cough!”
“… something is coming out?”
“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not a contagious disease… Cough! Ugh……. I’m dying. Cough! Cough!”
Baek Chun and the group slowly retreated from Im Sobyong, who was coughing his guts out. Then they looked at Chung Myung surrounded by bandits.
Yoon Jong opened his mouth weakly.
“…I don’t know if I’m the only one who thinks this way.”
“I was just thinking about it, too.”
“Even Sasuk? Wow, me too!”
Baek Chun muttered as he looked at Chung Myung with helpless eyes.
“……I don’t know who’s the bandit and who’s the Taoist.” (They’re all bandits.)
“It looks really good on him. I think he lived here in the first place.”
“I know right.”
They sighed in unison.
The roar of bandits and the laughter of Chung Myung resonated with each other.
The bonfire is burning.
Whole pigs were roasted on a sizzling fire, and liquor jugs were carried here and there. The bandits sat together in twos and threes and drank cheerfully.
Hong Dae-gwang’s eyes trembled subtly.
‘I think I’ve seen this before.’
‘Am I mistaken?’
‘N- No, it’s not an illusion…..’
No matter how knowledgeable he may be, how can he possibly know how bandits hold a feast in their den?
Therefore, to say that the feast held at Mount Hua was similar to what bandits do was not just an expression……
“It’s really the same, isn’t it?”
No, the Mount Hua side looked more like the original one. At least these bandits don’t take their tops off while drinking alcohol.
‘Ah, it’s so similar it looked like they just moved Mount Hua’s feast here all together.’
“Hahahaha! The day I drink with a monk has come! Eat! Eat, monk!
“Amitabha, the owner must not be very familiar with drinking manners. Drinking alcohol in a glass is not alcohol.”
“Oh, look at this monk.”
“Ta- Take your glass. Let’s drink it properly.”
Eventually, seeing Hye Yeon naturally blowing a bottle, Hong Dae-gwang turned his head and looked at the distant sky.
‘Jangmun Bangjang.’
‘Why did you send him to Mount Hua?’
‘What the hell do you see?’
Hye Yeon was already dyed with Mount Hua’s color.
Hong Dae-gwang sighed deeply. The way he spreads his Hwangpo, which symbolizes Shaolin, made him look like a Buddhist monk who committed a grave sin and ran away from Shaolin.
And…….
“I- I’m done!”
Thud.
“Keueueu.”
Another person was added next to the people rolling on the floor.
Jo-Gol threw the bottle down on the floor and clicked his tongue at the fallen man. Then, he said with half-open eyes.
“Hey. Is there anyone who can drink well? What kind of Sanchae is this?”
“Ge- Get out of the way! I’ll deal with you!”
“Good, good. Here we go! Let’s drink!”
Hong Dae-gwang closed his eyes tightly.
On another side, Jo-Gol was beating the bandits with alcohol.
He was not a very good drinker in Mount Hua. Foxes are kings in places without tigers, and in places where there are no drunkards like Chung Myung, it seems that even Jo-Gol could stand tall.
“…….”
What should he say?
Here is obviously Daehochae, but Mount Hua’s disciples led the drinking party. It looks like Mount Hua is setting up a Sanchae and receiving guests.
“Anyway, they’re really unique.”
Hong Dae-gwang’s eyes turned to one side with his tongue sticking out.
However, the most unusual thing was that guy.
“Take a drink.”
Im Sobyong lifted his glass and laughed. Then he gave Chung Myung a bottle of alcohol.
“Hmm.”
Chung Myung also received the alcohol with a big smile. Im Sobyong said as Chung Myung poured the alcohol into his mouth.
“Thanks to you, things went well.”
“Oh, it’s all thanks to you. King… No, thanks to the help of Scholar Byongso’s hard work.”
“What could I have done?”
“I would say you used your brain.”
“Hmm.”
Im Sobyong rolled up the corners of his mouth as if he didn’t mind the compliment.
“Haha. Your judgment wasn’t bad if you think about it.”
“Of course, of course.”
“And Dojang is clever, too.”
“Hehe. I’m kind of like that.”
The faces of Yoo Iseol and Yoon Jong, who were guarding them, gradually became rotten.
‘Aren’t you embarrassed?’
‘They both will ascend to the sky at this rate.’
Even if no one else lifted them, there was a momentum to climb to the end of the world with just the two of them.
“Hahaha. I did not know that the day would come when I would drink alcohol with Taoists like this.”
“Me, too. I didn’t expect myself to have a party with King Nokrim.”
Im Sobyong smiles and pours alcohol into Chung Myung’s empty glass.
“If the will is aligned, it’s like we are of the same origin. What’s wrong with that?”
“Yes, yes. The will is important. And…….”
At that moment, Chung Myung’s eyes shone slightly.
A chill passed by in an instant, but Im Sobyong didn’t miss the gaze.
“At least we can be colleagues. As long as there is Myriad Man House.”
Im Sobyong’s mouth is twisted.
“Enemy of my enemy.”
When Chung Myung nodded and emptied his glass, the alcohol was poured again.
When the cup was full, Chung Myung received the bottle and poured the alcohol into Im Sobyong’s cup.
The two raised their glasses.
And they smiled brightly as if they liked each other so much. Yoon Jong and Yoo Iseol were worried about whether they were getting too close.
However, unlike their outward appearance, their inner heart was slightly different.
‘Bandit bastard!’
‘This Taoist is so obvious.’
The two smiled brightly and exchanged words with their eyes.
“For friendship!”
“For colleagues!”
Clak!
The two glasses clashed in the air.
“Hahaha. I didn’t know I’d meet such a compatible person.”
“I know. It’s fascinating to me, too.”
Exchanging happy smiles, the two thought.
‘You walked in on your own feet, so I’ll be sure to use you.’
‘I won’t let you take the bone marrow. You’re in the wrong place!’
It was a moment when the two most insidious people in the world were confident that they had deceived each other.