Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 466
“Kkeuk!”
” Kkeuk!”
The Ice Clan’s martial artists fell one by one with a short groan.
Cho Gyeom’s forehead would break out in cold sweat whenever this happened.
He couldn’t bear cursing the subordinates who had been dumped by the young men who didn’t even appear to be half their age. Even now, he is powerless to stop the man in front of him.
“Don’t you think this is enough?”
“…….”
Cho Gyeom flinched a little.
He doesn’t want to admit it, but there was a skills gap. Cho Gyeom would have lost his breath and been frozen by the wind in the North Sea if Baek Chun hadn’t tried to subdue him without injuring him.
“These guys…”
He looked around, flushed with rage and perplexity. He was the only one left standing.
“Do you think you’ll be safe after touching the martial artist of the Ice Clan in the North Sea?”
“… … Did we touch you first?”
“Shut up!”
Baek Chun smiled pleasedly.
Nothing was wrong with Chung Myung’s statement that people swear when they have nothing to say.
Cho Gyeom clenched his teeth while keeping his eyes open.
“Not a single of you guys will survive in the North Sea! I’ll make you die with great regret!”
“That would be too much for you.”
“If the Ice Clan finds out about this, you will be made food for hungry beast throughout the winter! There is no point in regretting now!”
Baek Chun’s eyes darkened slightly when he heard the threat.
“…Well, it’s kind of weird to say this.”
“What is it?”
“If I hear such a thing, I can’t send you guys out nicely, can I?”
“…….”
Before he knew it, Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol sneaked out from side to side and began to surround Cho Gyeom.
“It’s a problem if you come out uncooperative like this.”
“I can’t just throw you away.”
Cho Gyeom’s eyes shook violently.
The Jungwon people had been pressuring him with an evil smile. The way they came to surround him seemed to be not a skill they had done once or twice.
In addition, Cho Gyeom, who even checked the female sword warrior blocking his back with a creepily indifferent face, gnash his teeth tightly.
And his eyes flashed with firm determination.
Paaat!
Just before the siege was complete, he flew like a lightning. Jo-Gol tried to stab him reflexively but he couldn’t bear Cho Gyeom’s strike as he wielded the dao with all his might regardless of injury.
Cho Gyeom, who beat Jo-Gol, burst into a big laugh and speeded up.
“You will die even before you can get out of the North Sea!”
Jo-Gol asked urgently as he saw Cho Gyeom moving away in an instant.
“Shouldn’t we chase him?”
But unexpectedly, Baek Chun looked at Cho Gyeom, who was moving away with a blank expression.
“Me?”
“N- No! Anyone but Sasuk!”
“We do have to chase him.”
Baek Chun replies with a sour voice.
“But I don’t think we need to worry about that. Even holding in till now is an achievement for him.”
“Huh?”
“… He won’t kill him, right?”
“We should hope so.”
Baek Chun clicked his tongue out of pity.
“He’d better rather just fall down here.”
In his eyes, a look of sorrow came from the heart.
Swaeaek!
Cho Gyeom quickly made his way down the snow and ice-covered road.
‘Where did these guys come from… ?!’
It didn’t matter that he lost.
The fact that those with such skills have entered the North Sea as a group clearly means that there is a purpose.
‘In addition, they were with Han Yi-Myung.’
Han Yi-myung himself is not a problem, but the existence of a young boy he protects can be a great misfortune for the North Sea.
If those Jungwon were with Han Yi-myung for that, they had to take action immediately.
“I’m going to get to the Clan as soon as possible…..”
“To the Clan?”
“I have to let them know right away…….”
‘Huh?’
Cho Gyeom’s head bent upward as if it was about to break.
But he saw not the clear and transparent sky, but something black and gloomy.
‘What is that…’
‘Huh?’
‘Shoes?’
Kwadeudeuk!
The soles of fur shoes were stuck in Cho Gyeom’s face, which was running at full power.
“Ugh….”
Cho Gyeom’s running posture hardened and fell.
Thump.
His body, buried deep in the snow, twitched.
Puk.
When he got off the snow field, Chung Myung wrapped his arms around his body and trembled softly.
“Oh! It’s so cold, really!”
It was cold, but his body temperature dropped even more as he ran through the blizzard. Chung Myung glared at Cho Gyeom, who collapsed on the ground with eyes filled with venom.
“No, the guy who swung a sword runs away shamelessly because he’s cut?”
“…….”
“Anyway, things these days don’t have a foundation, foundation! It wasn’t like that in my time, in my day!”
“… Ugh.”
Cho Gyeom barely got up as he touched the ground with his arms trembling like aspen trees. His face was clearly marked with footprints.
“Y- Y… You punk!”
He stared at Chung Myung with bloodshot eyes. But he could not continue to speak as if he was at a loss for words.
The whole body was covered with fur, so when he saw the almost round shape, he felt a sense of crisis and absurdity at the same time.
‘You followed me all the way here in that ridiculous look?’
He was confident in his Lightness Art. Furthermore, running the North Sea’s snowy path differs from running on a normal road. Therefore, it is normal that others cannot follow him with ordinary Lightness Art.
But there’s no way this guy has learned the Lightness Art of Ice Clan in particular, is there?
Cho Gyeom took a step forward, emptying his complicated mind. In any case, he just had to knock the man down and return to the Ice Clan as soon as possible.
“You must think I’m funny!”
“Well, i don’t think of you as funny.”
“What?”
“Just a small fry?”
“…….”
Cho Gyeomom’s eyes flashed at the remark that smashed his pride.
“I’ll fix your manner!”
“No one has changed my manners for generations. Give up.”
Chung Myung smiled and stretched his arms behind him. Then, he immediately opened his eyes.
“Huh?”
Groping.
“Huh? Where is…….”
Grope.
“Oh…….”
Didn’t he couldn’t wear a sword because his clothes were too thick?
‘I forgot about it.’
Chung Myung looked at Cho Gyeom with a slightly awkward look on his face.
“Well, I’m sorry but……can’t you let me go back and get my swords?”
“Can I?”
Cho Gyeom attacked Chung Myung without hesitation and struck him hard. The energy flying through the wind was unusual at a glance.
“Dieee!!”
The dao, which was wielded with extreme insanity, rushed toward the top of Chung Myung’s head.
“No!”
Chung Myung, who distorted his face, raised his hand as if he were trying to prevent the flying dao.
The sight brought joy to Cho Gyeom.
‘You fools!’
He can’t believe a sword warrior left his sword behind. Where else in the world is such a pathetic man?
And he will stop the dao with his bare hands when he can’t run away right now?
‘Stupidity has no cure!’
Cho Gyeom’s dao was about to split Chung Myung at once.
Chung Myung’s seemingly fragile hand clashed with his dao in the air. Cho Gyeom did not doubt that his dao would quickly break Chung Myung’s hands.
But.
Grab!
“Kuk?”
Cho Gyeom’s eyes opened wide as if they were going to rip apart.
“Huh?”
It was an incredible sight. His dao was so neatly taken into Chung Myung’s hand.
‘N- No way…..’
He was so surprised that his heart was about to pop out of his throat. Does it make sense to grab a dao he wielded with all his might with just bare hands?
He reflexively tried to pull the sword that was caught by force, but the dao in Chung Myung’s hand did not budge as if had been held by a giant.
His ears, unable to even soothe his surprised heart, heard a voice full of heartache.
“People need to be humane! I said I’d go get my sword, but you act underhanded and try to stop me?”
“…….”
“Whatever!”
Kwaaang!
Chung Myung kicked Cho Gyeomom in the groin as it is.
Cho Gyeom’s body briefly floated into the air as if to prove how strongly Chung Myung’s feet hit him.
And.
“Kkeuuaaakk!”
As soon as he open his eyes… … . No, an inaudible and devastating scream rang out that even opening his eyes was unbearable.
Thump!
Cho Gyeom plunged to the ground and trembled as if having a seizure with foam in his mouth.
“Tsk.”
Chung Myung tumbled over with an annoyed face and grabbed his ankle, which was lifted pathetic into the air.
“Oh, how can I get there again? Ugh, it’s cold!”
Jiljiljiljil.
Long lines began to form over the pure white snow.
A long line is drawn with Cho Gyeom’s body.
“Here he comes.”
“…I told you. He will be bitten by a hound.”
“It’s not a hunting dog, it’s a crazy dog.”
At Jo-Gol’s words, Mount Hua’s disciples all nodded in sympathy.
If he had just been beaten up here and fainted, he wouldn’t have been beaten up like that…. .
‘Poor thing.’
He was an enemy, but there was no way to prevent pity and sympathy.
“Oh, it’s cold! For real!”
Chung Myung threw Cho Gyeom, whom he had dragged long, to where the Ice Clan martial artist gathered. The body, which had fainted, flew away and fluttered.
‘No matter how hostile they are, he’s a Taoist!’
‘You have to respect people!’
However, it is useless to ask Chung Myung such questions.
“You couldn’t get one of them right in time! Huh?”
“I knew you’d catch him.”
“Anyway, each one of you had really lost it!”
“……you’re the one who’s lost it, you punk.”
Baek Chun shook his head and turned away. Tang So-so was taking care of the injured Hong Yi-myung.
“Are you all right?”
Hong Yi-myung sighed deeply at Baek Chun’s question and opened his mouth.
“…Thank you for the help.”
“Don’t mention it. If I help someone today, it will come someday when I get help.”
Hong Yi-myung, who got what he said back, smiled bitterly.
“I didn’t expect that ‘someday’ to come back so soon.”
Had he not taken the time to do good to Mount Hua’s disciples and repair the cart for them, Hong Yi-myung would have had to evacuate the child and face the martial artist of the Ice Clan alone.
If so, wouldn’t they have already become cold corpses and be buried in the ice of the North Sea?
They were the two who received the greatest rewards in exchange for a small favor.
Baek Chun asked Tang So-so secretly.
“How is he?”
“He have a little internal injury, but it’s not that serious. It won’t be hard to recover after a few days.”
“Hmm.”
Baek Chun nodded his head as if he was happy.
“By the way, old man…….”
Then, he opened his mouth and alternately looked at Hong Yi-myung and Hong Jin-bo. He called them first but didn’t know how to bring it up.
“That…….”
As Baek Chun hesitate a little, Chung Myung trudged along.
“Mister.”
“…….”
“I think the situation is a little twisted between you and us, so I think you need to explain what happened.”
“…….”
“Especially….”
Chung Myung’s eyes turned to Hong Jin-bo.
“Looking at what they’re doing, I think they’re after him, not you.”
Then Hong Yi-myung looked up with a serious look on his face. They could feel the deep anguish in his eyes.
“… … Let’s go in for now. Isn’t the wind cold?”
This time, Baek Chun answered instead of Chung Myung.
“Sure, but…….”
“There’s nothing to worry about.”
Hong Yi-myung sighs softly.
“I will explain everything that has come to pass. It’s something you should know anyway.”
Mount Hua’s disciples nodded.
“But what about these guys?”
Then Jo-Gol pointed with his chin at the fallen martial artist of the Ice Clan.
“If we leave them as it is, they might wake up and run away. Do you want me to move them inside?”
“Where do you place them when the house is small?”
“Then what do we do?”
“What do you mean, what do we do?”
Chung Myung shivered from the cold and headed to the side of the house. Then, he pulled out a large and strong one from the pile of firewood Hong Yi-myung had piled up for the winter.
“What are you going to do with it?”
“What am I gonna do? This…….”
At that time, a martial artist of the Ice Clan, which was lying on the ground, came to his senses with a flinch.
“Uh…….Uh…….What has happened…….”
Poook!
Thump.
“…….”
The Ice Clan martial artist’s wriggling motion stopped as Chung Myung slammed the back of his head with firewood.
“You saw it, didn’t you?”
“…….”
“If they wake up while you watching from the side, hit the back of their head and make them pass out again. If we do it well, we can put them to sleep.”
“…….”
Chung Myung’s evil never stopped even in the North Sea.