Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 305
Yoo Iseol looked at the person in front of her in silence.
‘Was the name Peng Gyong?’
She can’t recall the name because she isn’t particularly interested in it.
Ignoring?
That is not the case.
What matters is what kind of martial arts the other person practices and what characteristics they possess. There are numerous ways to identify people, even if they do not have a name.
‘Fast.’
Her heart rate was slightly higher than usual. Although she tried to keep her cool as much as she could, it was difficult for her to stay calm on stage.
Yoo Iseol exhaled a small, deep breath.
She slowed her heartbeat and turned to face Peng Gyong.
It appears to be heavy and sturdy.
The Dao of the Peng Gyong Family is the Dao of Domination (패(覇)), Swift (쾌(快)), and Heavy (중(重)).
Domination is the most noticeable of these characteristics. If you confront the power emitted by that heavy and thick sword, victory or defeat will be decided in an instant.
‘You can’t just look at the sword.’
A sword is something that is assembled.
It was nothing more than a sword dance move that didn’t consider the opponent.
‘Yeah, that’s what he said.’
Yoo Iseol, who had finally calmed down, slowly drew her sword.
Sreureuk.
Her ears are tickled by the sound of the sword being drawn out. Her thoughts were cleared when she grasped the sword in her hand.
Since she was a child…… No, has the sword ever left her grasp before she grew into the woman she is now?
“I am Peng Gyong Gyong from Hebei Peng Gyong Family.”
“I am Yoo Iseol from Mount Hua.”
“Mount Hua’s performance was impressive, Young Miss sword must be sharp, too.”
Peng Gyong Gyong raised his sword and aimed it at Yoo Iseol.
“If you can overcome me, Young Mistress’s reputation will surely ring throughout the world. But does Young Miss have the power to do that?”
Yoo Iseol cast a silent glance at Peng Gyong Gyong.
That individual knows nothing.
“I’ve never asked for it.”
“Hm?”
“A reputation or something like that.”
Yoo Iseol slowly lowered her sword.
“…Will it be okay?”
Yoon Jong unintentionally expressed his concern.
Of course, he understands that worrying about Yoo Iseol is out of the question. Yoo Iseol, no matter how much she compares to him, is stronger.
Yoo Iseol is Mount Hua’s greatest second-class disciple, objectively speaking. He is the only one capable of competing with Baek Chun.
Yes?
Myung Chung?
You must remove that.
Ei, he’s a liar.
Yoon Jong, who had given Chung Myung a sidelong glance, returns his gaze to Yoo Iseol.
‘It’s nearly double the difference.’
Yoo Iseol is not small, but the bulge on the other side is enormous. When viewed in this light, they resembled an adult and a child.
“Is this really okay?”
Before delving into swordsmanship, he was concerned about Yoo Iseol’s sword’s ability to withstand the force exerted by that body.
“Chung Myung.”
“What?”
“Sago will win, right?”
Chung Myung laughed.
“Why? Do you think she’ll lose?”
“There is a significant difference. If she unintentionally allows a blow……”
“That’s not gonna happen.”
“Huh?”
“That sword ghost can’t be.”
Chung Myung laughed.
He recalls.
Yoo Iseol was chasing him like a leech from the moment they met.
Her obsession with swords is unparalleled in Mount Hua. And she’s the one who didn’t simply put an end to the obsession.
‘It was the same way back then.’
Yoo Iseol climbed Yeonhwabong Peak before Chung Myung, who went to train alone at dawn while everyone else was sleeping.
Prior to and following that.
Yoo Iseol has never missed a personal training session.
It was the same during Chung Myung’s training, which tests people to their limits. Even when the Sahyung were exhausted and sleepy, she practiced and practiced more.
Chung Myung examined Yoo Iseol with fresh eyes.
‘She was more obsessed with martial arts……’
He has no idea why.
Why is Yoo Iseol obsessed with making Plum Blossoms? No matter how great he is, Chung Myung cannot see inside people.
But there is one thing he is certain of.
Yoo Iseol would have died as Mount Hua’s ghost even if Chung Myung had not appeared and Mount Hua had collapsed in its current state.
Others may have gone in a different direction.
Baek Chun, who was willing to put everything on the line to defeat Jin Geum Ryong, may have chosen a different sect than Mount Hua.
Jo Gol would have returned to his family if he had entered Mount Hua with a light heart.
Yoon Jong might stay at Mount Hua. He was simply attempting to repay Mount Hua’s kindness. Even after losing his home, he may have been working with Sect Leader to resurrect Mount Hua.
But Yoo Iseol by himself would have been a different story.
Even if Mount Hua’s disciples who lost the sect dispersed, Yoo Iseol would have remained on the mountain and died as Mount Hua’s ghost.
She must have settled somewhere on Mount Hua and walked for hours alone on a path no one had taken.
A lonely path with no one to guide or assist you.
“If you ask me if she’s qualified as the strong, I’ll say no.”
Chung Myung gave Yoo Iseol a subdued look.
“But her qualifications as a swordswoman are full and overflowing. More than anyone else in Mount Hua.”
Jo Gol looked at Yoo Iseol with fresh eyes after hearing the conversation.
‘Sago.’
Her sword-wielding figure pierced Jo Gol’s eyes like a painting.
“Huuf.”
Breathe out a series of short breaths.
Yoo Iseol looked at Peng Gyong with emotionless eyes, her breathing completely under control.
Peng Gyong initiated the discussion.
“I will give the first attack.”
“Yes.”
She does not fight for vain pride. The most important thing is to knock out your opponent. It’s whether or not she fully extended her sword.
Tat.
She jumped at Peng Gyong and stretched her sword without saying anything.
Nothing special about this stab. The stabbing, on the other hand, which combined quick speed and perfect posture, was no different than a slash.
Swaeaek!
The sword flies through the air toward Peng Gyong’s neck.
“Hup!”
Peng Gyong was perplexed, perhaps because the speed was faster than expected, and pulled the sword wide to block his neck.
Seureuk.
And at that precise moment.
Yoo Iseol’s sword, which was flying in quickly, arched gently and cut his thigh, avoiding Peng Gyong’s sword.
Sogok.
With an eerie sound, blood spurted from Peng Gyong’s thighs. Peng Gyong stepped back, frowning.
His gaze was drawn to the blood-soaked thighs. The wound wasn’t as deep as he had imagined. The issue is that he was injured in just one strike.
‘What kind of sword…?’
It’s almost magical that a fast sword can change direction without losing speed.
‘Is it Sword Ghost (검귀(劍鬼))?’
Yoo Iseol’s sword is unlike any he has seen so far on Mount Hua. Yoo Iseol’s sword is as simple and practical as ever, in contrast to Mount Hua’s sword, which embraces heaviness in its splendor.
‘I’m going to get hit if I underestimate her.’
Peng Gyong completely forgot about his opponent and grasped the sword tightly.
“I apologize for looking down on you…….”
Yoo Iseol’s sword stabbed Peng Gyong’s face once more at that moment.
“Hup!”
Kaang!
Peng Gyong inhaled deeply, raised his sword, and struck Yoo Iseol’s sword. Her slender wrists and light sword could not penetrate his sword, no matter how fast she was.
His sword alone weighs up to a hundred pounds. Most swords break in an instant simply by colliding.
“Tahaat!”
Peng Gyong struck Yoo Iseol’s sword, leaped to widen the distance, and emitted red sword energy.
Five Tigers Breaking Gateway Sword. (오호단문도(五虎斷門刀).)
Maenghochuldong. (맹호출동(猛虎出洞). Literally mean Tiger Out of The Hole.)
A slash (斬擊) that rushes forward as if soaring forward.
It’s an incredibly simple martial art. However, when the unique weight and destructive power of the Dao which is different from other words are added, its simplicity turns (化) into conciseness.
Kwaang!
The sword hits the ground.
The ground is made of solid blue stone cracks like porcelain and scatters debris in all directions.
“Where!”
Peng Gyong steps on the ground as if he will never miss her and rushes toward Yoo Iseol.
Sword is sharp and gorgeous.
But Dao is simple but destructive.
When dealing with a flashy sword like Mount Hua’s sword, it is most efficient to press it with force without being dazzled by the change.
Peng Gyong actively utilized his strengths.
Yoo Iseol retreats and Peng Gyong rushes in.
No matter how fast Yoo Iseol is, she can’t be faster than someone who stepped forward.
The distance between the two of them narrowed in an instant.
Peng Gyong, who put Yoo Iseol in range, took a strong step forward (진각(震脚)). Stomping the ground to pieces, he put all of his power into the sword and swung it at Yoo Iseol as if to cut her waist.
Yoo Iseol raised her sword to the side and began blocking the strike with the sword’s surface (검면(劍面)).
“Samae!”
Baek Chun jumped up from his seat in panic.
It is too reckless to block a thick sword containing such strength and internal strength with a blade.
It is as if he could see that Peng Gyong’s sword broke her sword and dug into Yoo Iseol’s waist.
But.
Geugeuk.
As soon as Peng Gyong’s Dao touched the sword, Yoo Iseol tilted her sword at an angle and dropped his strike.
At the same time, her body spins gently through the air along with the sword.
“Huh?”
There was a certain look of bewilderment on Peng Gyong’s face. He had never imagined that the slash would flow off so easily.
But Yoo Iseol didn’t stop there. Whilst spinning, she swung a sword and cut Peng Gyong’s chest.
Peng Gyong freaked out and pulled back, but there was already a long cut on his chest. Fortunately, it was only a wound on the skin, but it was a situation that had no choice but to feel cold in his spine.
Peng Gyong, who unwittingly stepped back, looked at Yoo Iseol with a stunning face.
‘She managed to parry that?’
In fact, looking at the results, it is not surprising. It’s just that she lifted her body up to match the sword swung sideways.
However, the moment both swords came into contact, if she had made even the slightest mistake, his sword would break her sword and split her waist in half.
It is impossible to even try without being bold enough. But how does she do it so naturally?
A cold sweat began to seep into Peng Gyong’s forehead.
“…Was Samae that good?”
It wasn’t just Peng Gyong who recognized the greatness of Yoo Iseol’s movement.
Baek Chun also looked at Yoo Iseol in great dismay.
He knew she was strong because he could fully realize Yoo Iseol’s strength from time to time.
But that’s different.
Regardless of the highs and lows of martial art, Yoo Iseol had something that Baek Chun didn’t have. Now Baek Chun won’t be able to imitate the technique Yoo Iseol has just shown.
Whether he can or not, he wouldn’t even dare to try. Who would dare to do something that could change their life with just one mistake?
At that time, Baek Chun heard Chung Myung’s low voice.
“Training is what you do to demonstrate in action.”
“…….”
“The person who knows it best is Sago.”
Chung Myung speaks in a low voice.
“Warrior (Swordsman/woman) must maintain a sharp edge of reason under any circumstances. It’s different from Sasuk or Sahyung who get excited about insignificant things and run rampant. That is why Sago should be recognized as Warrior.”
Baek Chun nodded at Chung Myung’s words.
Indeed, there is no way not to admit this.
But one thing that bothers him is…
“Aren’t you the one who gets the most excited when it comes to a match?”
“…….”
Chung Myung pointed his chin at the stage.
“Don’t say nonsense and take a good look at the match.”
“Are you changing the subject?”
“…….”
Chung Myung did not answer.
Yoo Iseol lowers her sword.
‘Clumsy.’
She has done it roughly, but it’s not perfect. It would have been a deep cut rather than a light scar on that chest if it had been perfect.
But it’s fine.
Her sword will become even more perfect.
And one day….
Yoo Iseol’s eyes sank low.
After taking a short deep breath, she stepped forward to Peng Gyong in clear sight.
Taat.
Yoo Iseol’s body shoots toward Peng Gyong like a shooting star.
“This……!”
Peng Gyong clenched his teeth.
Even though he suffered a setback for a moment, the fact that blade swordswoman (검수(劍首)) rushed head-on against Dao swordsman (도수(刀首)), who was preparing for it, was an act of ignoring him.
“How dare you!”
Peng Gyong rushes at Yoo Iseol with bloodshot eyes.
“I’ll split you in half!”
His sword quickly fell toward Yoo Iseol’s head with powerful sword energy.
And at that moment.
Paang!
Yoo Iseol’s sword struck Peng Gyong’s sword at an invisible speed.
‘Stupid!’
Peng Gyong pushed down Yoo Iseol’s sword, further invigorating his internal strength. Because Yoo Iseol will never be able to handle his destructive power if they fight head-on.
Peng Gyong’s blade energy-covered blade and Yoo Iseol’s sword covered with sword energy clashed in the air
And at that moment.
Kwaaang!
Yoo Iseol’s sword bounced back with a loud blast.
“Taap!”
Peng Gyong gives much strength to the hand holding the sword.
He didn’t miss the chance and hit Yoo Iseol’s head hard.