Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 701

Countless crowds gathered.

Although it seemed like there were no gaps, there was definitely space.

“Did you hear that? “They said that Dowang participated in the preliminary round yesterday.”

“Ahm, I’ve already heard it a lot. “I’m so glad I didn’t end up in the same group…”

“I wonder what happened.”

The head of the Paeng family who reached the flower garden.

Taowang Pang Zhou participates in the martial arts festival.

That fact alone was enough to heat up the place.
Therefore, many people wondered what happened on the first day of Dowang’s appearance.

“Even if you wanted to know, you wouldn’t know.”

“That’s also true.”

There was no way to know.

Before entering the preliminaries, the dancers receive a ban from Maeng’s side.
The ban was not to reveal what would happen in the preliminaries.

Thanks to this, other drones couldn’t find out what happened yesterday.

“What difference will it make if I know?”

“At least you can prepare your mind.”

“Anyway, since Dowang is competing, it is obvious that he will win, so why not?”

A famous family, and the owner of the pillar, also known as the former Four Great Emperors, participated.

Because of this, there were many skeptical views.

“I wonder if this person, the head of the family, can really run Shinryongdae.”

“It’s strange that a family member is participating in the first place.”

What is the significance of a family head who already has a reputation participating in an event where independent fighters or people who are just making a name for themselves appear?

There were definitely people who looked at it that way.
but.

“However, there is no law prohibiting the head of the family from competing. “This is nothing more than prejudice.”

“That’s right. “Regardless of being the head of the family, they are not uninhabited either.”

Before blaming the position, there was also an opinion that it was possible because they were unmanned.
These opposing opinions end up in a debate.

“Ha, then there is no problem if the three nobles participate as well?”

“Why are they being talked about here!”

The three gods called the absolute rulers of the central plains.
Do those floating in the sky looking down care about this small festival?

“I’m sure it’s literally a playground for them. “You might get mixed up with the things below.”

“That’s right. Why would such supreme and great people get involved? “The example is extremely trivial.”

“what!?”

The conversation, which started off as a light conversation, gradually started to become more emotional.

Since they were all warriors, any heat would easily lead to a fight, but since fighting was prohibited before the banquet, there was barely a lull.

and.

A young man watching from afar suppresses a cough that threatens to burst out.

“…grunt.”

As the young man with black hair listened to the story, he washed his face with an inexplicable emotion.

The young man’s name is Bieuijin.

It is said to be a fighting dragon born in the rain.
Furthermore, he was originally called Paezon.

“It’s a children’s playground.”

Faezon suppressed laughter at the words that hit his bones.
That is correct.

A dirt floor with things that haven’t even dried yet roaming around.

This was the value of the Bimuje in Paezon’s eyes.

‘hmm.’

No matter how much I think about it, I don’t feel like it.

Being in a place like this was something like that to Fazon.

Non-title…. I never thought I would do something like this in my life.

‘I wonder what happens because I left one disciple in the wrong place.’

In the days when Faezon was a late exponent, unlike now, non-movie festivals were often held, but he had never done anything like this.

They dance in front of many people.

I don’t know how that differs from clowning.

I lived my life focusing only on perfecting my martial arts skills.
The only competition he engaged in was a fight that resembled life.

If you win, you live.

If you lose, you die.

It was a life where such fights were repeated.

That is the heart of defeat.
The tip of your fist must be filled with sincerity.

There is no such sincerity in doing things like this.
That was Pazon’s point of view, but…

“Tsk.”

Even with those thoughts in mind, he was still here.

What can I do?

‘It’s because I received a strange guy as my disciple.’

The one who managed to get one is not doing well, so the teacher has to step in.

furthermore.

‘It’s surprisingly not that bad.’

Regardless of my reluctance, my interest piques.

Lots of warriors. The heat that built up like that.
Pazon was enjoying himself in the air full of longing that he had felt for the first time in a long time.

‘There are some good guys.’

Faezon nods his head while looking at the warriors around him.

Being okay does not mean reaching a state.

Ssaksu.
It refers to those who are commonly referred to as smart guys.

As it is a place full of talented people from all over the central region, there were many good people in the Pazon’s opinion.

The more I looked at those people, the more I felt.

‘Well, there’s no one like him.’

There is no one like my disciple.
The physical perfection and the look in his eyes were like that.

‘Tsk.’

On the other hand, it’s not bad to have a quirky guy as a student.

I feel like my mood is lowering as I am reminded again that that piece of shit is the only one there.

How could such a person still remain?
Although it is said to be a means to satisfy my regrets, it cannot help but be a very strange part.

‘He has too many secrets.’

Since you have a lot, you also have a lot of secrets.

My student was that kind of guy. In the meantime, I can’t lie, so it shows on my face.

Why does he always have to hide something that makes him look tired?
There were many times when I suddenly wondered, but I decided not to worry about it.

‘The only thing that matters is whether or not he can make my lingering desire come true.’

The end of Tuapacheonmu.

Can you break through the end and break the limit?

That’s the only thing Faezon is curious about, so it doesn’t matter what his disciple’s secrets are.

So even if he was secretly using himself for that purpose, it didn’t matter to Fazon.

If you are going to use it, use it.
It didn’t matter if I threw the useless name value on the ground.

Even if I said I didn’t like it, it would have been impossible to change my student now since there were more than one or two things he taught me.

In addition to having a body capable of receiving Tuafa Cheonmu’s deep attack, one had to have the mental strength to endure the pain required to achieve this.

In order to develop deep energy, one had to be physically young.

They say he has to be young and physically strong, but also mentally strong.

Where would you find a guy like that?

Paezon thought it was a miracle that he found his disciple.

of course.

‘There are some similar guys out there.’

I don’t know if he had mental strength, but there was someone who met the conditions physically.

It’s just hard to find, but you can find it if you want to.

Aren’t you here right now?
Fazon looked somewhere.

‘Did you say it was Shinryong?’

A young man who receives all the attention of those around him from afar.
A person called the hope and miracle of Shaolin.

It was Shinryong.

Faezon looks at him and raises the corner of his mouth.

‘You raised me well.’

Without realizing it, I am slightly impressed.

Although it is lower than the shock I felt when I saw my student. Even at that level, it was amazing.

‘I feel like I’m seeing my childhood enemy.’

Faezon’s young enemy.
This is a story from a time when people heard everything from crazy dogs to nose obsession.

Even during that time, I was being called a monster.

The young man’s appearance resembled his own back then.

Shinryong’s tempered body was like well-refined metal.
The momentum felt is imbued with the unique brilliance of Shaolin.

one.

‘The eyes are dead.’

Unlike what he has, his eyes are somehow empty.
How could a young warrior have eyes like that?

Is there some kind of mental problem?

Fazon thought as he looked at his junior who looked somewhat sad.

‘I can’t use it.’

I don’t think he’s a good person to use as a disciple.

With that comment, Faezon immediately withdrew his gaze.

It may be a rough stone, but with eyes like that, you can see the end.

Even though he was tired and worn out, he had to keep his aspirations strong, but since he couldn’t, Shinryong’s value was just that much to Faezon, regardless of the possibility.

be not interested in.

Judging by that, the loser’s interest in seeing Shinryong disappears.

‘Rather, the guy in front of him would be more useful than that guy.’

The loser’s gaze is in front of Shinryong.

He turned to the other young man facing him.
Although his body and realm appear to be inferior to that of Shinryong, his eyes are alive.

The plum blossom embroidery on the white gi stands out.

The noble guardians of Shaanxi, of which my close friend is a member.

‘volcano.’

Plum Sword Dragon Yeongpung.

He was now facing Shinryong Yuyeon.

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I can feel the eyes of many people watching me.

Meanwhile, the miracle of Shaolin.
Divine Dragon Yuyeon was catching her breath while looking at the person in front of her.

A fragrant flower scent passes by the tip of your nose.
Feeling an unknown scent, Shinryong looked ahead and saw someone standing there.

“long time no see.”

A handsome man with a refreshing appearance greets Shinryong.

“Do you remember me?”

Shinryong nodded at what he said with a bright smile.

“Of course I remember. Sword Dragon Seal….”

The Sword Dragon of Volcano.

He is said to be the best of Hwasan and is one of the five who are expected to become the King of Swords in the future.

He was one of the Six Dragons and Three Peaks, the current representative of Huji Jisoo.

After hearing Shinryong’s words, Geomryong smiles as if he is happy.

“Oh my, I never thought you would remember… I don’t know what to do.”

Shinryong is about to reply to Yeongpoong’s shy remark.

“Then of course you remember… I was beaten and rolled around like that.”

“The sand was a bit ugly, wasn’t it? “I can’t even roll over and eat the dirt.”

“When I think about that time, I’m so embarrassed that I can’t live.”

Other Hwasan writers behind Yeongpung began to talk excitedly.
Upon hearing that, Youngpoong’s expression turns trembled.

“…Four hundred gentlemen….”

When Yeongpoong looked behind him after hearing the words, the men reacted as if they were surprised.

“Hey, does that guy look like he’s glaring at us? “Isn’t the death penalty a bit wrong?”

“The volcano’s hierarchy has fallen to the ground. “It must have fallen along with the sand as it rolled on the ground.”

“Back when I lost like that, I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even raise my head. That guy is so shameless. Ugh.”

“…”

Yeongpoong wiped his face as the words continued to break down.

Yeongpung’s Four Baek.

In other words, the reason why Hwasan’s disciples of Yi Dae crave Yeongpung so much is no different.

A friendly match against Shaolin that took place about a year ago.

There, Yeongpung and Yuyeon faced each other, and Geomryong was defeated by Shinryong.

“It wasn’t just that we lost, it was crazy, as they say these days.”

“It spread. It was trampled, rolled, expanded, almost like dough, and it was not even a word…”

“I was so embarrassed to go somewhere and say that Geomryong is from a volcano.”

“Well, I wasn’t defeated that far!”

Yeongpoong gets angry as if he can’t bear it any longer, and Hwasan’s disciples burst into laughter when they see it.

What is this atmosphere?
Yuyeon had to remain completely embarrassed as she looked at her opponent.

I was polite because he came to say hello. I feel like I am being oppressed by the atmosphere of the opposing faction.

Also, why on earth did Young Poong come to say hello to him?
What is good about the opponent who defeated you?

‘Maybe it’s to suppress the momentum.’

On the one hand, I think that might be the case.
Without realizing it, you start to listen to the conversation in front of you.

“It was a fair fight, and it wasn’t such a crushing defeat…”

“Yeah, that’s why you lost, right?”

“…”

“In the end, you lost, right? Even though I used the season I learned, I lost, right? “The plum blossom leaves all shattered in front of the Baekbo Divine Realm, right?”

“After that, you were called in by the teacher and your dog was kicked, right? “I saw it, right?”

“…really? Did Master Shinseok call Yeongpoong and wake him up?”

“yes. “I saw Yeongpoong kneeling down in front of Shinseok’s execution on the mountain behind him.”

“Ugh. Shame on you… Youngpoong, let’s just climb up. “Go first, I’ll give in.”

“Giggle!”

“…Sabaek…. Please, please.”

Young Poong looks at his Ewha students, whose average age is over the middle of Irip, with a miserable expression.

They still looked happy.

What is so happy about the fact that the representative of the three great disciples was defeated by Shaolin?

Looking at them, Yuyeon couldn’t understand.

While being teased, one of Lee Dae’s disciples spoke to Yeongpoong.

“Even so, you said you followed in the footsteps of King Sajo.”

“This crazy guy.”

Bah!

“Keuok!”

Someone hit the young man’s head as he tried to speak.

This is Shinhyeon, Maehwayeonggeom (梅華英劍).

He was the strongest among the students of Ewha Womans University and one of the leading masters of the current Hwasan Dynasty.

“Be careful. “How far do you want to go?”

Shinhyeon, who was watching from behind, clicked his tongue.

It’s good to be excited, but I almost got into big trouble because I wasn’t careful with my words.
Since they even tried to mention Youngpoong’s secret, it couldn’t have been an enormous task.

“…sorry. execution.”

Shin Jeok, the student from Ewha Womans University who had been speaking, seemed to realize his mistake and immediately apologized.

“Is it right for you to apologize to me? “Nowhere else but Jang Mun-in is watching.”

Shinjeok, who looked surprised at Shinhyeon’s words, moved urgently.

It was to an old man who was standing alone behind the muscular students of Ewha University.

The old man receives much more attention than Yeon-yeon and Young-poong.

Maehwaseon (梅華仙), the 16th master of the Hwasan Dynasty and also known as the Seven Iron and Three Fist.

The old man’s true identity was him.

Shinjeok carefully approached the old man and immediately spoke politely.

“Sorry for the long text… The disciple made a mistake… Jang Mun-in?”

One episode that kept offering apples. Shinjeok suddenly realized that Maehwaseon was looking somewhere else.

“Jang, Jang Mun-in…?”

I carefully call Maehwaseon a couple more times, and only then does she respond.

“ah.”

Was it because he realized too late that he had been called?

Maehwaseon said with a friendly smile.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t hear you. “It’s been a while since I saw someone I knew.”

“Do you know this?”

Is there someone here that Maehwaseon knows? The disciples’ eyes turned straight to where Maehwaseon was looking.

As before, I could see a crowd of people looking in this direction, but I had no idea who Maehwasun was looking at.

at that time.

“…A disciple of Shaolin sends greetings to Jang Mun-in.”

Yuyeon came to Mae Hwa-seon and offered her a courtesy.
The same was true for other Shaolin disciples.

Even while saying hello, Yuyeon was still embarrassed.

‘Why did Jang Mun-in come all the way here?’

Even so, the students are probably doing it for the sake of competing.
What did Jang Moon-in come here for?

I couldn’t understand it, but the opponent was Jangmun of Hwasan. First of all, you had to be polite.

“Yeah, it’s been a while.”

Maehwaseon smiled kindly at Yuyeon’s greeting.

“I am a child of Shaolin. “Did you say Yeon-yeon?”

“…yes. A long writer. “It’s called Yuyeon…”

While spitting out the words, Yuyeon felt a touch above her head.

Maehwaseon stroked Yuyeon’s head.

“…!”

At this, Yuyeon widened her eyes.

“You look like you’ve gone through a lot of hardships compared to your age. Are you tired?”

“Oh…no…”

“no. It’s a good age even though it’s going through hard times. “Please have a good relationship with our children.”

“…”

coo.

For some reason, Yuyeon bit her lip.

“Thank you for your words…”

I was just about to say something to Maehwaseon.

“sister! “I’m jealous of that old man!”

A loud sound is heard from somewhere.
The voice was loud enough for everyone to look.

“Bong Sojeo…! You can’t do this! “I’m getting scolded by Confucius…!”

Another woman quickly tried to stop the stinging vocalization.

“I want to do it too!”

“no-! sleep…!!”

“I’m going to touch my bald head too!!”

Eventually, everyone around them had to keep their mouths shut as the words exploded.

In particular, the facial expressions of Shaolin’s dancers become stiff.

Did I hear it wrong? I think he said he was bald…?

Everyone tries to express their doubts as if they don’t believe it.

“me too! “I want to touch that shiny tight thing!”

“…Please, please stay still.”

“It’s like an egg! “It’s so round!”

“Oh my god… I’m screwed.”

The woman with light green hair, who had barely been able to block the attack, ended up hiding her face with a miserable expression.
The woman with black hair ran as if running out and stood in front of Maehwasun and Yuyeon.

“hi?”

“…”

Yuyeon was unable to say anything in response to the bright greeting.

This is because we did not properly recognize this absurd situation.

“nice to meet you.”

“…yes…?”

“I’m Bongsun.”

The woman introduced herself as if she didn’t mind and asked Yuyeon.

“Hey, it’s over there. “Can I touch your head too?”

“…Sojeo, what are you talking about now….”

Yuyeon says while looking at Maehwaseon in front of her.

“I want to touch your head too. “This is my first time seeing a bald head!”

“…!”

Yuyeon’s heart thumps at the words she hears! and shook.

brother…?

My brother?

When Yuyeon’s eyes were shaking from unexpected shock.
Other warriors appeared and began to block the woman.

“Siju, what are you doing?”

“Soje… I don’t know who you are, but I can’t believe you’re being so rude. Even the gods of heaven and earth will be angry!”

Wanting to touch the head of a bald person is such a scary and pitiful thing to say.

Even the writers of the Hwasan faction, who were making fun of Yeongpoong to their heart’s content, tried to stop the woman with a miserable look on their faces.

However, the woman just continues talking as if the others are not interested.

“no? I’ll just touch it once. “I won’t ask for anything next time…!”

A tone of earnest request.

The others close their eyes tightly at the woman’s words.

At the same time, I was preparing to stop Yuyeon if she got angry.

No matter how soft he was, it didn’t seem like he would sit still after receiving such an insult.
Everyone is on guard, wondering if a battle might break out.

Soon, Yuyeon, whose expression hardens, begins to open her mouth to Bongsoon.

“…side.”

What exactly will Shaolin’s Shinryong do?
The moment when attention is focused.

“…Fold it out and touch it comfortably.”

A somewhat disconcerting answer was heard.