Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 316

“How’s the condition?”

“He’s still not conscious, but not seriously injured.”

Baek Chun smirked.

“He was caught up in such a great power, but weren’t injured?”

“Because there was no intention to kill.”

Baek Chun, who had been silent for some time, quietly nodded.

He then looked around.

Mount Hua lives in the Hall. This once-noisy location was now filled with peaceful silence.

‘It must have come as a surprise.’

Seeing the hardened Saje’s face made him feel depressed. But that didn’t make him want to point the finger at them.

Hye Yeon’s performance astounded Baek Chun.

‘How can someone do that?’

Of course, he was aware of Hye Yeon’s strength.

Chung Myung recognized him as one of the geniuses. It was natural for me to be stronger than everyone else.

But the martial art’s ridiculous accuracy took Baek Chun by surprise.

It was unsurprising that Hye Yeon blew up the Hall in one blow. What’s most surprising is that Jo Gol was completely subdued in a brief encounter that lasted only a few seconds.

The Hundred Steps Divine Fist that followed was only just completed, and the match had already ended before that.

‘It would have taken me at least a hundred seconds to completely dominate Jo Gol.’

But Hye Yeon rendered Jo Gol unconscious in three seconds. He had no idea how strong Hye Yeon was to do something like this.

Baek Sang, who had been glancing at him, opened his mouth with an unnaturally lively voice when Baek Chun hardened his complexion.

“What’s the matter with the atmosphere? On this wonderful day! Chung Myung and Yoo Samae both advanced to the Semifinals! It is a feat that no other prestigious sect has ever accomplished!”

“That’s right.”

“Yes, it’s a great achievement, but…….”

However, the responses were not very bright. As he listened to the gloomy voice, Baek Sang frowned.

He was about to say something else.

Bang!

The sudden noise caused Baek Sang’s head to turn.

To open the door with such zeal…… No, Mount Hua only has one guy who comes in like that.

“Chung Myung-ah!”

Baek Sang approached him quickly, smiling as if he had met a Yangban.

“Do something about these guys.”

“Huh?”

Chung Myung asked, tilting his head.

“What happens?”

“No…….”

Baek Sang groaned.

“I think the atmosphere was dark and gloomy, perhaps because of the match was shocking.”

Chung Myung cast a glance at Mount Hua’s disciples as he spoke.

Under Chung Myung’s gaze, everyone tried to relax their facial expressions but couldn’t hide their underlying anxiety.

“Well.”

Chung Myung rolled his mouth corners up.

“It seems these little chicks have grown a bit.”

“Huh?”

The unexpected response surprised Baek Sang. Those who had been holding their breath in anticipation of Chung Myung’s rebuke also opened their eyes wide.

‘Did he eat something incorrectly?’

‘No, he always eats incorrectly.’ Taoist who subsists solely on meat.’

‘What if he comes charging at us again, breaking our heads?’

Those who were looking at Chung Myung turned their gaze to Baek Chun. The look made Baek Chun flinch.

‘What?’

‘Say something.’

‘How could I?’

‘Isn’t that Daesahyung’s job?’

Baek Chun’s face is twisted.

‘Only at times like this I become Daesahyung, only at times like this! You bastards!’

“Ku-heum.”

But, after a soft cough, Baek Chun opened his mouth and looked at Chung Myung.

“Aren’t you angry?”

“Huh? Why would I do that?”

“No……. we’re afraid you’ll say we got discouraged again.”

Chung Myung laughed.

“Well, it’s not a good thing to be discouraged, But it’s still better than being nonchalant even after seeing that scene.”

“……Huh?”

To be terrified by Hye Yeon’s martial arts means that they compared him to themselves.

It may appear to be self-evident, but it is not.

Mount Hua’s disciples had never been compared to Jin Geum Ryong, let alone Hye Yeon. They didn’t even attempt to compare.

Why? Because they imagined themselves to be people from another world.

If you don’t compare, there’s nothing to be sad about. And it goes without saying that it would be more comfortable on that side.

However, after comparing themselves to Hye Yeon, everyone in Mount Hua is in despair.

‘Development begins with becoming aware of one’s distance from the other person.’

Even if there is despair over the vast difference, they can only develop if they are aware of it. It’s a thousand times better than not even noticing the huge difference.

“Everyone, pay attention.”

Chung Myung stomped on the ground.

Those who were already paying attention stretched their necks to look at Chung Myung. Chung Myung opened his mouth to speak.

“So what do you want to say?”

“…….”

‘No, that bastard tells us to pay attention and asks the other way around?’

Baek Chun shook his head and opened his mouth.

“How strong is that Shaolin’s Hye Yeon?”

“Well.”

Chung Myung scratched his cheek.

‘How can I explain this….?’

Seeing Chung Myung hesitate, Baek Chun was taken aback and said.

“I’ve seen a lot of guys who are strong, but I’ve never felt so gloomy before. I don’t think I can win anything. No matter how genius am I…….”

“Oh, wait, wait.”

Chung Myung, who interrupted Baek Chun’s words, waved his hand.

“Now that he’s born with a gift that makes no sense, we can’t win no matter how hard we try. You’re not thinking like that, are you?”

“…….”

At that moment, Mount Hua’s disciples turned their heads slightly and avoided Chung Myung’s eyes.

“…I call these things Sasuk.”

Chung Myung, who groaned, sighed deeply and said,

“Genius or whatnot, is there anyone in this world who can never be defeated?”

“You.”

“… I’m an exception.”

Chung Myung who found a man who could not be defeated, quickly changed his words.

“Anyway! It’s not because he’s so talented that he’s so great.”

Then he turned his head and looked at Yoon Jong.

“Sahyung!”

“Yes?”

“Why is he so strong?”

“He…….”

Yoon Jong frowned. He knows Hye Yeon is strong, but it wasn’t easy to pinpoint why.

“A tremendous amount of internal energy.”

“And?”

“Perfect……, uh, yeah. Perfect martial art operation.”

“That’s it.”

Chung Myung nodded lightly.

“The reason why he’s talented, strong or whatnot is because he’s been honing his martial arts countless times. He’s probably been repeating the same kind of training that Sahyung has done for at least a decade or more.”

“….. he’s been doing what?”

“The training that Sahyung did.”

“…. the one we did with you?”

“Yes.”

The room fell into complete silent.

So…

He has been practicing for more than ten years of training they have been doing for the past half year?

“… isn’t this more hopeless?”

“Is he a real Buddha? You can’t do that if you’re human.”

“Is he crazy? Is that even possible?”

They get chills.

They have endured Chung Myung’s ruthless and harsh training for the past half year. with all their might.

Thanks to that, they achieved certain results in this competition, which was filled with prestigious sects.

And he has been doing that crazy thing himself for more than a decade?

“… that’s why he was so strong.”

“That’s enough for a monkey to kill a tiger.”

Everyone nodded violently.

It is strange that they are weak if they have done the training they had done for the past half year for ten years. This means that he can’t help but be strong.

“Don’t be mistaken.”

Chung Myung waved his hand lightly.

“People tend to limit talent to the aspect of comprehension. A brilliant brain that learns martial arts at a glance or rises to a higher level in one fell swoop is the hallmark of genius.”

“…….”

“But that’s not even half of it. Real geniuses are the ones that do everything that no one else can stand.”

Chung Myung distorted his eyes.

“So don’t make a big deal out of it, you idiots You’re going to catch up with what someone else has been doing for over 10 years in just half a year? Is there even one person out of these who have thought of ten years of training to surpass Hye Yeon?”

At his words, the atmosphere instantly became reverent.

As Chung Myung said, none of them thought of decades of hardship to catch up with Hye Yeon.

There was a cold chill in his eyes, looking around everyone.

“Since when did Mount Hua become such a great sect? Did you become a great person by beating people who said they were descendants of prestigious sects?”

“…….”

His cold-blooded remark penetrated the hearts of Mount Hua’s disciples.

Those who blush with shame, and those who reflect on their own arrogance.

Many thoughts crossed the mind of Mount Hua’s disciples.

“There’s nothing else that makes him great. It’s just that he’s always dedicated. In other words.”

Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off Chung Myung’s mouth.

“Straighten up. Don’t lose your initial commitment. Think of every day as the last day. Don’t lose your passion for learning martial arts. Do your best.”

All the words that came out of his mouth were utterly obvious.

“Someone who’s really capable of carrying out those obvious things, and be able to persevere for more than 10 years, even 20 years, will be able to become that strong. In other words, someone who literally jumped out of stories, right?”

Baek Chun nodded silently.

What shocked them was not the enormous internal strength of Hye Yeon, nor the Seventy-Two Unique Martial Arts that were developed based on that internal strength.

One outstretched fist.

There is something ‘different’ in each advance.

Hye Yeon felt even more amazing when he understood the secret of the difference.

“There are more martial arts in Shaolin than all the other martial arts in the world combined, and there are more skill books in Shaolin than that posessed by many prestigious sects. There is so many martial art and energy operation. Do you know what Shaolin does to newbies?”

“…Well?”

“Mabo.” (마보(馬步) Horse Step or stance)

“…….”

“Those who first entered Shaolin only use mabo until the sun rises and sets. If you endure it, they raise the weight on them and mabo again, and if you endure it, they add more weight.”

Mabo? It was an unbelievable story.

“After that, for one year after, they practice just one move again and again. Until they get the perfect stance and create the perfect momentum. Do you know what I mean?”

Chung Myung chewed out.

“People pay attention to Shaolin’s splendid martial arts and its strength. But Shaolin doesn’t get distracted by things like that. They follow a solid foundation rather than the splendor that is immediately in sight. Hye Yeon is just the most complete embodiment of Shaolin’s philosophy.”

Baek Chun sighed deeply.

“…It means not only to pursue strength but to think about how you became strong.”

“Still, Sasuk understands a bit.”

Chung Myung clicked his tongue as if he were pathetic.

“Don’t despair at the fact that Hye Yeon is strong. It’s rather a hope. Now he’s proving what happens if Sahyung can walk on your path steadily. You have to be happy!”

The light slowly began to return to the eyes of Mount Hua’s disciples.

Chung Myung is absolutely right.

‘You mean we can reach that level one day if we keep going forward.”

How much more beautiful will their plum blossoms bloom when that day comes?

Yoon Jong opened his mouth with a slightly flushed face.

“By the way, Chung Myung-ah.”

“What?”

“How about you? As you said, you haven’t been able to train as much as Hye Yeon. Does that mean you can’t handle Hye Yeon either?”

“What are you talking about?”

“……Huh?”

Chung Myung poked out his belly.

“Whether if he can run or even fly, he’s still just a damned monk. How dare bastards who don’t even have hair try to beat me. I’ll break his head!”

“…….”

No way.

No matter how hard they think about it, that’s not human.

Everyone clicked their tongues and shook their heads. Then Chung Myung suddenly distorted his face.

“Those Shaolin bastards seem to be writing the script right now, so tell them to do whatever they want. I’ll swallow them whole.”

“…….”

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

“Then, are you going to beat Hye Yeon in the final?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

Chung Myung turned his head slightly and looked at Yoo Iseol.

“Isn’t that the story of when he won against Sago?”

“…….”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Yoo Iseol.

It was a burdensome situation, but Yoo Iseol calmly accepted everyone’s eyes without a change of expression.

“Do you mean Sago can beat him?”

“I don’t know that.”

“…then?”

“One thing is for sure.”

Chung Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.

“he’ll be quite surprised. It will be the first time he meets someone who walked the same path as him.”

“…….”

“For now, let’s start by breaking the nose of those handsome Shaolin bastards.”

Chung Myung smiled.

‘You’re going to have a lot of fun?’

They did it before and then he beat them up like a dog. It seemed that nothing had changed or had been learned for a hundred years.

‘If your ancestors haven’t taught you a lesson, I’ll teach you again.’

‘That things don’t work like your sparkling head thinks it does.’

Chung Myung had a bizarre smile on his lips.

The disciples of Mount Hua shivered unknowingly at sight.

‘I’m kind of nervous.’

‘That bastard looks like he’s plotting something.’

These were the disciples of Mount Hua who felt that a large dark cloud of unknown identity was coming in the future of Shaolin.