Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 373
Hyung Pyo, a Red Serpent Sword member, looked at the disciples incomprehensibly.
‘Who the hell are these guys?’
The Red Serpent Sword is a group of fighters with thick bones.
They have had numerous battles since childhood, as have most Evil Sects. Sometimes it is to survive, sometimes to take others away, and sometimes to carry out orders. They fought and fought and fought.
He proved himself in that long battle and was admitted to the Red Serpent Sword of Myriad Man House.
Compared to themselves, the people in front of them now are just young people who have never properly killed a person.
Even when they first met, they clearly showed signs of nervousness, much like children.
But…….
“Hahaha! Where are you going!”
“Is that how you swing a sword!”
Hyung Pyo’s eyes trembled.
‘Are they really the youngsters of the Righteous faction who haven’t really experienced much?’
It hadn’t been long since the battle began, but he couldn’t find anything resembling a frozen figure due to the tension.
The way they swung the sword with their glossy eyes seemed more like Rakshasa (나찰(羅刹)).
‘I can’t believe it.’
It was normal for the youngsters who faced them for the first time to be frightened and unable to show their skills before the assault and getting sliced in the flesh.
Isn’t there a couple of people like that that get killed by Hyung Pyo?
This is not just a matter of faction and sect. No matter their affiliation, the kids new to Kangho are bound to experience similar things in the end.
But those Mount Hua bastards who are running around in front of him are definitely different from the little ones he has ever met.
Kaang!
Sword flew in.
The sword struggled to block the sword.
“Is he stopping me now?”
“How dare Evil Sect chick be so great!”
“Don’t you dare!”
Look at that…
At this point, it was almost confusing who was the Evil faction and who was the Righteous faction.
‘Wasn’t Mount Hua Taoist Sect?’
Then they’re Taoist, right?
‘Isn’t it a misunderstanding? No matter how you look at it, it seems they are closer to this side (?) than that side?’
However, Hyung Pyo’s thoughts did not last long.
“Haap!”
Chaeaeaeng!
A sword that flew in swiftly pierced his shoulder and stabbed in.
He hurriedly swung and slashed the flying sword away, but the sword was not pushed away. The sword swung like a poisonous snake and dug into his side again.
“Keuk!”
Hyung Pyo could avoid the sword after almost rolling to the ground.
However, even though he threw away his face and spread his body, he could not prevent a long cut on his side.
Drip.
Blood trickled down his side.
Looking at the long split sides, Hyung Pyo’s spine cooled.
Paang!
The speed at which the sword flew was terrifying. It was hard to understand how these little guys swung their swords so sharply.
The attitude was unbecoming of a child.
And a sword that was even more not childish.
Hyung Pyo’s eyes looking around are now starting to tremble terribly.
Red Serpent Sword.
One of the main forces of Myriad Man House, the Red Serpent Sword, was being pushed to the point where it was clearly visible without even being able to fight back properly.
“Da- Damn it! To this second-class disciples!”
Hyung Pyo shouted with bloodshot eyes.
On the other hand, Baek Chun took a short deep breath to relax his shoulders.
‘It’s getting tough.’
A real battle is a real battle. There was no way not to be nervous as the energy-coated blades were just around the corner.
The important thing is not to be nervous. He is trying to pull out his best skills even in that tension.
Isn’t that what Chung Myung emphasized the most?
Back Chun, who had calmed himself down again, looked at the enemy holding a sword in front of him.
From the time the Competition ended until now, a topic stuck in Baek Chun’s head.
‘How strong am I?’
He knew what position he was in among the rising stars. He gained confidence by defeating Jin Geum Ryong and watching Chung Myung. And in the performance of the other Sahyung, he sees the possibility of the future.
That’s why he needs to be more certain.
‘Where I’m standing right now.’
Baek Chun’s eyes it up.
Mount Hua’s second-class disciples should be the main force of Mount Hua from now on and travel across the world. So it was meaningless to be strong among the rising star.
At least…
“I have to beat him without any difficulty to be proud of how good I am.”
Baek Chun took the lead and said coldly.
The heavy sword pressed the flying sword with stronger force.
Kuung!
Baek Chun clearly caught the eye of the distorted opponent’s face as soon as both swords met in the air.
‘It’s not difficult.’
A stronger force was added to the leg.
Because the opponent is weak?
Not at all.
The opponent is definitely strong.
It’s just that Baek Chun is stronger.
Mount Hua’s disciples have silently (?) endured the terrible training that would have broken other disciples dozens of times if it had been done in different sects. And now, the sign of ‘confidence’ has begun to stand on that solid foundation.
Confidence, after all, comes from performance.
With a firm belief in himself, Baek Chun has no reason to be weak as long as performance is added to that belief.
Bam!
Baek Chun steps forward again and pushes the opponent away.
Basic swordsmanship, not Mount Hua’s signature fancy swordsmanship.
Chung Myung’s words, “Go back to basics when you are excited and nervous,” are kept intact.
“Don’t get excited!”
Baek Chun shouted heavily and determinedly.
“Keep the basics! Lower your posture and lower your center of gravity! Starting with the lower body!”
What they had heard over and over again.
If they can keep that intact, it won’t change anything even if it’s their first real battle. After all, swords are used by people.
“Yes, Sahyung!”
“Yes!”
During the fierce battle, loud answers were heard from all over the place.
At the same time, the posture of Mount Hua’s disciples, who were pushing the enemy, became a little lower.
Baek Chun nodded lightly at the sight.
Then he stared straight at his opponent.
“Y- You little brat!”
“I’ve been hearing kids ranting since before.”
The smooth corners of his mouth curled up.
“If you look at the way it’s going, shouldn’t the kid is not us, but you?”
“What?”
“And….”
Baek Chun nodded once and narrowed his eyes.
“It’s annoying to hear him, but he’s not so wrong. I can relate to him once this day. How dare Evil Sect raise their head in front of Mount Hua’s disciple? Should I cut off your neck?”
“…….”
“Come. I’ll tell you exactly what Mount Hua is like.”
“Iik!”
The enemy hopped at Baek Chun with wide open bloodshot eyes.
Baek Chun pointed his sword with a more relaxed face.
“…huh.”
A sigh came out of Hyun Young’s mouth automatically.
He couldn’t believe it at all when he saw Mount Hua’s disciples unilaterally pushing Red Serpent Sword.
‘When did my children…….’
Of course, he knew that Mount Hua’s rising stars did not fall short anywhere in the world.
But at the end of the day, they are just rising stars.
He thought they were inevitably inferior compared to the Red Serpent Sword of Myriad Man House. He thought that the reason Chung Myung looked so confident was that Chung Myung could fill that gap.
‘I never thought the kids would be able to push that Red Serpent Sword.’
They say that parents are the ones who undervalue their children the most, and teachers are the ones who don’t trust their disciples the most.
“After all, I was just a worried old man.”
“Ei. What are you talking about? The Elder believed us, that’s why we could swing the sword.”
“…when it comes to Red Serpent Sword of Myriad Man House, they are still the ones who make a name for themselves in the world…”
“Well, that’s Evil Sect.”
Chung Myung replied in a lighthearted way, looking at Red Serpent Sword.
What? Practical swordsmanship?
‘You’re talking nonsense.’
Of course, Chung Myung does not ignore practical swordsmanship. Those who have been worn out in the field of battle often create something that surpasses those who have learned swords in the mountains all their lives.
But.
‘That’s the story of those who fought properly.’
How long have those Evil sects been through the real battle in this peaceful time?
In the past, it would have been possible if it had been a war against Magyo. At that time, there were dozens of battles a day.
It was a time when they started fighting even before dawn, and put swords into each other’s bodies even after sunset. To endure a day on such a battlefield was like training for 10 days without a break.
But those Red Serpent Swords couldn’t have gone through such a fight.
‘Once every 10 days at most. Once a month at the least.’
There is no way those who trained like that would be able to deal with those who trained themselves day by day.
“There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Huh?”
“The enemies are weaker than I thought, and my Sahyung is stronger than I thought.”
Hyun Young looked back and forth at Chung Myung and Mount Hua’s disciples with a slightly reminiscent face.
‘Once…’
There was a time when it was his dream to see this sight.
Isn’t it what Hyun Young longed and hoped for to see the disciples travel across the world wearing plum blossoms uniform, defeating evil enemies?
What seemed like a dream was happening in front of Hyun Young’s eyes now.
‘If Sect Leader had seen this, he would have been so happy.’
He rubbed his sour eyes slightly.
But he wasn’t all that happy. Every time a bright blue sword swung right in front of the disciples, his heart felt like it was dropping.
“Hok!”
Then Hyun Young opened his eyes wide. The enemy’s sword slightly cut Yoon Jong’s shoulder.
When Hyun Young was about to scream.
“You get hit by that?”
“…….”
Next to him, a voice full of grudges and malice exploded like a cannon.
“No, how can you even get hit by Evil Sect bastard? How long have you not trained for you to be hit by such rubbish? Oh, you get hit because you’re less beaten in training, right?”
‘Hey…’
‘You said we need to relax.’
‘Even a normal person would have a heart attack if he hears your voice, you punk.’
But whether he knew Hyun Young’s heart or not, Chung Myung screamed, distorting his face as it was.
“Where do you get hurt! I’ll sprinkle salt on it!”
In Chung Myung’s shouting, Mount Hua’s disciples began to swarm Red Serpent Sword with hundredfold morales.
“Euaaaaa!”
“The back is more of a problem than the front! Damn it!”
“What is that ghost doing! I’m going to catch that bastard!”
“Hey, how can you catch a ghost?”
“What kind of Taoist is that?!”
Mount Hua’s disciples clenched their teeth and forced their way into Red Serpent Sword
In fact, he only complained about it with his mouth, but their mind became more stable than usual as they heard the usual scolding.
Thanks to this, more and more colorful techniques were spread, and the opponent began to be overwhelmed.
The Red Serpent Sword who was caught up in a frenzy was pushed back and forth, not knowing what to do.
“What kind of sword is that…….”
“H – How could they make such a figure with a sword…….”
At that time, The one who was retreating from the back with a pale face halted his step. Something touched his back.
“Oh…….”
It was Yo-pyong’s chest that touched his back.
At that moment, the face of the Red Serpent Sword’s member, who noticed his mistake, turned pale.
“Da- Daeju! I’m…!
“Tsk.”
Yo-pyong reached out and grabbed the man’s head.
“Please, save me…….”
Chwaaak!
Before the plea was even finished, the sword drawn like a beam of light cut the man’s neck cleanly.
Thud.
The body that lost its head plummeted to the ground. Blood spouted from the cutted throat. And soon, the ground was soaked red.
The battle stopped at once.
Everyone looked at Yo-pyong and the head in his hands with a stunning face.
‘Your own men?’
‘….Is he really crazy?’
Mount Hua’s disciples were especially perplexed.
Killing the subordinate he was leading with his own hands was beyond the comprehension of Mount Hua’s disciples’ way of thinking.
“These trash-like things…”
Yo-pyong threw the head in his hand to the ground and glared at the Red Serpent Sword.
“Don’t you know how embarrassing you are because you can’t handle those young people?”
“I- I’m sorry!”
“I’ve sinned worthy of death.”
Yo-pyong revealed his teeth.
“If you have committed a mortal sin, you must die.”
“Da- Daeju…….”
“But before that.”
Ferocious energy began to emanate from his body.
“I’ll tell you why Red Serpent Sword is Red Serpent Sword. Get out of the way. I’ll cut off the heads of those kids myself.”
The corners of Yo-pyong’s mouth went up.
Yoon Jong’s body flinched.
The moment he felt the energy the enemy exuded, his muscles were pulled tight and the hairs all over his body stood up.
‘Martial master.’
It is said that Red Serpent Sword gained its reputation only with Yo-pyong’s power……
‘It’s different from his subordinate.’
He deeply realised what it felt like to have a real martial master show his intention to kill.
But at that moment.
“Is that bastard have a bad head?”
An irritated voice came from behind his back. The irritation, which was nothing different from usual, loosened his body, which had been tight for a moment.
“I told you not to go overboard, but you don’t seem to understand what I’m saying.”
Chung Myung was limping out with a sword in one hand.
“Well, it doesn’t matter.”
Taking the lead past Yoon Jong, he shrugged and said.
“Be it back then or now, a good beating is always the answer for those who can’t listen nor understand what people say. Come here. I’ll cut off your neck beautifully for you.”)
The smile disappeared from Yo-pyong’s face.