Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 465

Kaang!

The swords swung by the leader of the North Sea Ice Clan martial artist were strong and sharp enough to fit the term “North Wind Cold Snow”.

Even when compared to the Dao of the Peng Family that he had previously seen, it did not feel inferior.

Of course, what they witnessed at the Murim Competition was performed by inexperienced rising stars, so it could not be called the Peng Family’s true dao.

Even so, it is still the dao of the Peng Family. Comparing himself to him was proof enough that the Ice Clan’s martial artist was very good.

They were the North Sea Ice Clan’s martial artists, one of the Five Great Clans.

Unfortunately, the martial art of Mount Hua Five Sword has advanced far beyond that level.

Geugeuguk!

The sword pushed away the flying dao with a terrifying force.

‘Thi- This…’.

Cho Gyeom’s (초겸(礎謙)) face, who leads the martial artist of the Ice Clan, quickly hardened.

Basically, a dao is heavier than a regular sword. If two men of the same power clash with each having a different weapon, the one who uses the dao will never be pushed. But that sword, bent as if it would break at any moment, was now pushing his dao away.

‘H- How?’

The power transmitted over the dao was immense.

His opponent didn’t even seem to have put much effort into his move, but his dao was pushed out without a hitch.

“Y- You punk!”

Cho Gyeom, who instantly puts more strength into his swing, shakes off his sword and tries to widen the distance. However, the opponent’s sword was not pushed away no matter how strong he swung his sword, but rather crushed him.

‘Wha- What kind of strength… … .’

The opponent is ahead in both strength and stamina.

Considering that the face of the person he is dealing with now is young, this was completely incomprehensible.

“Taaaaaah!”

Cho Gyeom, who raised his internal strength as much as possible, pushed the sword away and rolled back.

“Huuk!”

A rough breath came out of his mouth. Just by exchanging a single strike, he used up enough internal strength to make a cold sweat run down his forehead.

“……who are you?”

Unlike the first time, when he asked in a clearly tense voice, Baek Chun, who was aiming the sword at Cho Gyeom, shrugged.

“I don’t think that’s important. Rather, it’s important whether you’re going to continue fighting.”

“You cheeky bastard!”

Cho Gyeom gritted his teeth.

That is a statement that puts him completely below.

“Do you think it would make a difference just because you were a little stronger? I’ll make you pay for that arrogance.”

At that moment, a pure white frost began to appear at the edge of the sword Cho Gyeom was holding. He has raised the North Sea Ice Clan’s unique Cold Yin Energy Art (음한기공(陰寒氣功)) to the extreme.

Feeling the chill from the edge of the dao, Baek Chun corrected his posture.

“First of all…….”

And he opened his mouth with a calm, subdued face.

“There must have been a misunderstanding, but I never underestimated you. I just don’t want to fight if possible.”

Cho Gyeom’s eyes twitched slightly.

However, Baek Chun’s subsequent words completely turned him upside down and left him in ruins.

“And I’m not that strong in my sect. I think you’d better get yourself in shape…..”

“You bastard!”

Cho Gyeom, who burst into anger enough to overturn his eyes, ran frantically towards Baek Chun.

“Why are you so angry?”

Baek Chun sighed as if he did not understand, and lightly swung his sword.

Kwaang!

A loud explosion broke out as soon as the sword and the dao collided.

If it had been in the past, the sword would not have been able to withstand such a powerful attack head-on. At least the blade would have gone bad, and then there would have been cracks.

However, the newly produced Plum Blossom Sword, which was produced with Hancheol, neatly received even this powerful attack without a scratch.

‘Great.’

It is as light and as strong as ever.

He could understand why that Chung Myung was throwing a tantrum that he should use a good sword.

And the benefits of this sword were not limited to defense.

Paaaat!

The sword, which blocked the attack, moved quickly after Cho Gyeom. At that tremendous speed, Cho Gyeom twisted his body reflexively. However, he could not avoid the sword brushing his shoulder.

Thick clothes with cotton split in an instant and blood surged.

Back Cheon, who quickly recovered his sword, hurled a series of strikes at Cho Gyeom before the blood splashed into the air and fell into the snow.

“Keuk!”

Cho Gyeom quickly swung his dao to prevent the stabbing. However, it was difficult to keep up with the speed of the sword with was a heavy weapon.

“Euuaaat!”

Judging that he would be beaten without using his hands properly at this rate, he pushed his internal strength into the dao as much as he could and swung it hard. It was a determination to hurt the opponent’s body even if one or two places were penetrated.

But as soon as his dao moved, Baek Chun stepped back, opening the distance without hesitation.

Whoosh!

Thanks to that, the dao emptily cut through the air.

“…….”

Throb.

At the same time, feeling the dull pain in his shoulder, Cho Gyeom looked blankly at Baek Chun with a blank face.

As he looked at the opponent’s eyes that had sunk low, he felt chills down his spine and goosebumps all over his body.

‘I don’t think he has reached thirty years old yet, but how can he be so calm?’

It is a sword that is not sharp enough to be extravagant, but the softness and leeway of Baek Chun, who uses that sword, are exuded to the fullest.

‘Where are these guys…….?’

Then Baek Chun lightly lowered the sword down.

“Are you going to continue?”

“…….”

“If you don’t want to fight, go back now. I don’t want to cause a problem.”

“… … The problem is already there.”

“Hmm.”

Baek Chun nodded as if he couldn’t help it.

“Then don’t curse my sword for being heartless.”

Baek Chun kicked the ground, narrowing the distance from Cho Gyeom at once.

Kakang!

Yoon Jong’s eyes narrowed as he deflected the dao aiming at his head.

‘Certainly…’

The Hancheol Sword added more power to their swordsmanship, but the reason why his sword now has more leeway was not limited to just that one.

‘I’ve got strength in my lower body.’

The legs that are firmly rooted to the ground allow the sword to be used more widely.

Now that the internal strength of the Jasodan has completely melted, the muscle strength that has been steadily trained, and the lower body that seems to be able to support even a mountain combined with a good sword, his skills seemed to have doubled in a short period of time.

And most of all…….

“Dieee!”

Kang!

‘Is practical battle train people to this extent?’

The experience of going through the battle with Myriad Man House permeated inside him.

If it was him in the past, he would shrink when he faced the flying dao like the one he faced now. But not now. He was able to maintain complete composure while looking at the sword.

Tak!

Yoon Jong, who stretched out his foot rather than just blocking it, stabbed his sword in advance toward the opponent’s reach.

Kaang!

“Keuk!”

Unable to be swung properly, the dao couldn’t exert its full power. The edge of the thin sword completely overpowered the heavy dao.

It feels like the world is opened anew for him.

Even though he was fighting the enemy in front of him, he felt as if he was looking behind his back and side. With that ecstatic sensation, Yoon Jong breathed low and tried to calm himself down.

‘I’ve become stronger.’

He didn’t realize that there were so many monsters around him.

Not to mention Chung Myung, even Baek Chun, and Yoo Iseol was far from his reach. And in fact, Jo-Gol alone has now surpassed Yoon Jong in terms of skills.

Therefore, he humbly acknowledged the fact and tried to settle for the role of supporting them. But like this, his sword was steadily and constantly getting stronger. As if there are still more ways to go.

Yoon Jong rolled up the corners of his mouth slightly and pushed his opponent away.

“I’m going to be stronger….”

It was then.

“Uwaaaak!”

Yoon Jong, who was trying to chase his pushed opponent, stopped on the spot and looked behind. Jo-Gol, who was facing the enemy from his back, was rolling the floor ground to avoid the opponent’s attack.

“……what are you doing?”

When Yoon Jong asked as if he was dumbfounded, Jo-Gol jumped up with a bewildered face and complained.

“Sa- Sahyung, this is not working!”

“…What nonsense is that?”

“That…….”

Jo-Gol looked back and forth at his sword and enemy with a rather perplexed face.

“Whe- When I try to do something, it keeps popping up! That!”

“…That?”

“Ah, that! That!”

‘Oh, that.’

Yoon Jong looked up at the sky slightly.

‘When will that thing become a human?’

It seemed that plum blossoms naturally bloomed every time he wielded the sword.

It deserves praise because it is said that the sword has reached a point where it melts into the sword without even being conscious of it, but the problem is that they need to hide their identity now.

“Hey! How dare you use such a technique!”

“……i reserve one hit on that snout of yours.”

‘If our ancestors heard it, they’ll hit you with a plum branch!’

In fact, when it comes to swordsmanship from other sects, it is not easy to determine their identity of them just by looking at it. Basically, swordsmanship is the same on the outside.

But where else is a sect that uses a sword like a flower?

“Take care of them with basic sword skills, with basic sword skills! You’re so frustrating!”

“I’m trying to do that, but it doesn’t work! Uwaaak!”

Jo-Gol rolled on the ground again in the constant attack. Yoon Jong closed his eyes tightly.

‘Gol-ah.’

‘What the hell works out for you?’

He sighed deeply and turned his head.

‘I can’t do this.’

It would have been faster for him to be strong than for pushing that bastard.

Yoon Jong, who made up his mind, raised his sword firmly.

“Are you all right, Father?”

“…I- I’m fine.”

Hong Yi-myung watched the battle unfolding before his eyes with trembling eyes. Although he intended to let the child run and jump back in, the current situation was quite different from what he expected.

‘I just thought they wouldn’t be ordinary people.’

But this was beyond his imagination.

It is not because Hong Yi-myung was foolish. He knew they had sharp energy, but it was hard to think that they would be this strong considering their age.

‘Especially that swordsman…..’

Looking at Baek Chun, who was dealing with Cho Gyeom lightly, he was so surprised that he was speechless.

Who is Cho Gyeom? Even in the North Sea Ice Clan, he has the strength of a leader. His age alone would be 20 years older than Baek Chun.

But he couldn’t use his strength against that young swordsman Baek Chun.

It wasn’t just Baek Chun.

Swaeaek!

As if a butterfly was dancing, a light sword climbed up the dao and cut the opponent’s wrist shallowly.

“Ugh!”

As soon as he hears a groan like a wind passing by, the sword pierces the shoulder lightly, and the rotating swordsman strikes the back of the opponent’s head.

The series of processes was surprisingly light and quick.

“Kkereuk…….”

Thud.

Yoo Iseol, staring at the person who fainted and fell to the ground, walked slowly toward the next opponent.

The graceful movement was great enough to impress the viewer.

‘Every single one of them is a peak sword warrior.’

Baek Chun and Yoo Iseol and Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong were also very strong swordsmen.

And.

“Amitabha!”

Bonjjok!

“Aaaakh!”

A dazzling light of gold flashed, and a man was thrown into the air.

There was no more unrealistic sight in the world. Hong Yi-myung’s mouth opened blankly.

‘What the hell is that?’

The ability of that pigtails woman, who was fighting hard alone in charge of the Ice Clan martial artist, was clearly dazzling, and she was so unreasonably strong that the people around her seemed relatively weak.

The young martial artist gathered here is powerful enough to overwhelm the captain of the Ice Clan martial artist.

“How can these people…….”

But it was then.

“Oh, come on!”

The head poked out of the cart again.

“…….”

Chung Myung, who was neatly covered with bearskin, screamed with all kinds of irritation with his head sticking out.

“Let’s get this over with and go, you morons! What are you doing?”

“…….”

‘That’s…’

‘What the hell is he doing?’

Hong Yi-myung fell into extreme confusion as he saw a type of human that he had never seen before.