Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 294

“Down!”

“Yes!”

Tang So-so had his knees slightly bent. Her sword, lowered like a wildcat, charged ferociously at her opponent’s neck.

Kagagak!

The opponent, who had managed to block his neck in a hurry, was visibly frustrated.

It is never easy to demonstrate one’s abilities in real life. In battle, you will undoubtedly become excited, unlike when practicing with a sword while maintaining a calm mind.

Her own sword may kill her opponent, but she may also be killed by the opponent’s sword.

It is actually an excessive demand in such situations to remain calm as usual.

Sword warriors, on the other hand, should always be in that ridiculous condition.

“Relax your wrists, tighten your toes.”

“Yes!”

If she can’t keep her cool, she should at least keep her body in shape. It was much better than half-baked grit.

Tang So-so soothed her slightly agitated breathing.

‘I’m not good enough yet.’

Another Sahyung has been wielding swords since he was a child. Despite the fact that Chung Myung completely changed Mount Hua’s training method, the training they have been doing for a long time remains the same.

Un Gum valued the fundamentals, and their swords bear the imprint of their training.

Tang So-so, on the other hand, is just the beginning of her sword’s construction. Even with her exceptional talents and the intensive instruction of Yoo Iseol and Chung Myung, she was unable to catch up with the other Sahyung.

‘Therefore!’

That’s why she wasn’t nervous.

Her attempt to jump over her Sahyung at once was an arrogance of herself and a disregard for other Sahyung. None of Mount Hua’s disciples neglect their training, and no one is not serious about their swords.

‘Whether it takes ten years or twenty years, I just have to catch up someday.’

One day, Chung Myung said.

None of the plum blossoms blooming in a single plum tree bloom together at the same time.

Some flowers bloom early and some bloom late, but late does not make it less beautiful.

Don’t be sorry to bloom late.

Tang So-so’s sword slowly began to relax. The movement is as fast and sharp as ever, but the impatience lurking in it has disappeared.

“Yes.”

Yoo Iseol whispered softly and set her one foot aside.

A distance that is only one step apart. That distance was the trust Yoo Iseol sent to Tang So-so as a Sword Warrior.

‘Sago.’

Tang So-so, who understood the meaning of the distance, bit her lips.

When Yoo Iseol said to her side, she didn’t mean that she was simply protecting her.

Woman of Tang Family. (당가의 여식.)

A member of the Medicines Hall.

All of it is her, but none of it is her.

‘I’m Mount Hua’s sword warrior.’

The edge of Tang So-so’s sword still bloomed a clumsy plum blossom. Not clear, not determined. But even if it was clumsy, it was definitely a plum blossom.

Even if tens of thousands of plum blossoms bloom all over the world, none of them are the same. At this place, the plum blossoms unique to Tang So-so were blooming for the first time.

Yoo Iseol’s mouth trembled slightly.

It was a huge smile for her, who hardly had any expression.

Only.

Chwaat.

Yoo Iseol’s feet fluttered across the snow.

There was no reason to suppress his sword to watch the newly blooming plum blossoms. She, too, is still lacking. The opportunity to forge her sword in her actual battles does not come easily.

Unlike Tang So-so, a soft and delicate sword flew in as if embracing the bewildered opponents.

Sogok! Sogok!

Like the moonlight that lights up the darkness, she sneaked into the gap of the opponent’s sword.

Her sword just simply fell to the opponent. (딱 떨어지는 간결함.)

Her sword resembled her, but it was different.

Simple yet soft, sharp but relaxed.

“Argh!”

Then Hancheol Sword, who gently pushed the sword that blocked it, soon reached the opponent’s shoulder and cut his shoulder quickly.

Sogok. Sogok.

Severing the opponent’s wrists and knees and making her opponent incapacitated in an instant, she stepped forward with an indifferent face. Her sword did not stop even for a moment.

It would be a terribly beautiful sight for those who watched from afar, but for those who had to take the sword with their body, it was fear itself.

But at that sword.

A cold Yoo Iseol’s voice stuck in Tang So-so’s ears, who was mesmerized by the fantastic swordplay.

“Mind!”

“Yes!”

Tang So-so clenched her teeth and ran toward Yoo Iseol.

The one who has to protect her back is none other than Tang So-so.

“…… What the hell is this?”

Go Jin-ak’s eyes trembled as he looked around.

They’re being pushed back.

No, it was not just pushed back, not one sidedly suppressed.

‘How could this happen?’

They used up all their energy to run all the way here, but would it make sense to say that they were unilaterally pushed by the few youngsters?

Of course, this situation did not mean defeat.

The numbers were overwhelmingly large on their side, and as long as the opponent are humans, they would not be able to deal with all of these people.

However, the fact that the victory was completely lost, even for a moment, shocked Go Jin-ak.

‘Was Mount Hua Sect always this strong?’

They are a bunch of kids who he hasn’t properly heard names of.

But that thought didn’t go any further.

Paaaaaat!

There’s no one who can think of anything else when a sword flies to his face right away.

Go Jin-ak freaked out and tilted his head to the side. But it was impossible to get away completely, and his cheeks split long and blood flowed.

The burning pain cleared his thoughts. Go Jin-ak quickly turned his body and corrected his posture.

“I’m not weak enough for you to pay attention to other places.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon fixed his eyes on him with a cold face.

“Before you think about your subordinates, you should think about yourself first. If you don’t, you’ll fall before your men.”

Go Jin-ak’s face cooled down at the words.

“Your arrogance ends here.”

“With all due respect, I’ve never been arrogant. I just told you the truth.”

“This…….”

Go Jin-ak, who was turned upside down after having his inside scratched, clenched his teeth and raised his internal strength. Soon, a white frost began to appear on his sword.

“I changed my mind. Even if you surrender, I will never spare you!”

“It seems nothing has changed. I had no intention of surrendering in the first place.”

“You puuunk!”

Go Jin-ak, who shouted as hard as he could, quickly stabbed his sword and rushed in.

Unlike his face, which was so excited, his sword sank to the point of being cold. Seven energy swords were shot at Baek Cheon in an instant.

He aimed at the face, abdomen, both shoulders, and legs at the same time.

But.

Seuseusut.

Baek Cheon wasn’t a pushover either. The edge of his sword seemed to shake lightly, and then dozens of flower buds bloomed in the air.

Kang! Kakakang!

Those flowers accurately blocked the flying energy sword.

It wasn’t flashy. He didn’t even aim sharply at the enemy. It was just an appropriate defense with nothing to add or subtract. It was the most efficient sword technique without any waste.

“Keuk!”

Go Jin-ak’s sword energy crossed the air without giving up..

A fierce sword like a sharp wind tore through the atmosphere and poured down toward Baek Cheon. It cuts, stabs, and swings it as if it were about to tenaciously break all the dizzying snow.

Splitting Snow Cold Sword. (냉검파설(冷劍破雪).)

It was the sword that Go Jin-ak was most confident of, the swordsmanship of the North Sea Ice Clan, the Twelve Form of Ice Art (빙하십이식(氷河十二式)).

The appearance of the pale white sword energy raging fiercely in the air looked like a white gust of wind.

But there was no fear in Baek Cheon’s eyes as he faced it.

‘No.’

No matter how glamorous and complex the sword technique may be, this is not enough to satisfy his eyes.

Look.

Like a raging gust of wind, there are minute gaps in the fierce sword.

‘It’s not like this.’

That guy’s sword is different.

That guy’s sword has no gap while flying unparalleled swords. Compared to the despair he felt when he faced that sword from the front, this much cannot shake even the tip of his hair.

Baek Cheon pushed his sword forward that had infused it with internal strength.

Swaeaek!

The sword with white light penetrated between the gusts of the sword energy as sharp as the sunlight shining through the clouds.

“Gasp!”

When Go Jin-ak saw the white sword pushing amidst his sword energy, he rolled over in fright.

After rolling the snow for a while, he stopped and looked at Baek Cheon in disbelief.

He has avoided Baek Cheon swords in the way that a warrior was most ashamed of, but now there was no shame in his head.

There were only vague questions.

‘How?’

Until now, he has fought with countless people, but this experience was the first in his life. Even when confronted with a strong one, there were times when he was crushed by a stronger force, but his sword technique had never been destroyed by a single swing.

Having swallowed dry saliva, he soon jumped up to his feet.

This was not a spar. There was no way that the opponent would kindly explain it, and there was no guarantee that his neck would not fall in the meantime.

Having completely abandoned his disrespect for his opponent, he clenched his teeth and rushed to Baek Cheon again.

“Bastaaard!”

Baek Cheon’s eyes sank coldly at the sight.

‘Same level of the Myriad Man House’s unit leader?’

No, not a chance.

Although the Ice Sword Squad may not be worse than a unit of Myriad Man House, at least Go Jin-ak did not reach that level.

‘This is not enough.’

He needs a stronger opponent. To grow further.

Therefore…….

Paaat!

Before Go Jin-ak could reach him, Baek Cheon’s sword was swung at him.

Kaang!

“Keueut!”

The heavy strike hit his sword powerfully, with the strength to break Go Jin-ak’s wrist.

Kaaaang!

One more time!

Kaang!

And one more time.

Go Jin-ak, who was rushing at him, slowed down.

Hwaaak!

Then, with the sound of the wind blowing, hundreds of plum blossoms rose in front of his eyes.

“Ah…….”

It was indeed a splendid and magnificent sword technique. Go Jin-ak was mesmerized. For a very brief moment, for a moment that would not be an exaggeration to say it was a fleeting moment.

And Baek Cheon didn’t miss that moment.

Swaeaek!

A thunderbolt fell through the split plum blossoms. In the blink of an eye, the sword that pierced the plum blossoms slashed Go Jin-ak’s sword and blew it away.

Soaring in the air and spinning, the sword was then stuck on the ground.

Puuk.

Go Jin-ak looked at his hand and turned at the sword embedded in the snow.

“You…….”

Kwadeuduk.

Baek Cheon’s sword was already penetrating Go Jin-ak’s shoulder.

Baek Cheon’s calm eyes and Go Jin-ak’s bloodshot eyes met each other in the air.

“…….”

“Thanks for the teaching.”

Thud.

Go Jin-ak kneeled down to the spot at Baek Cheon’s word. Baek Cheon casually swung the sword he pulled into the air.

Swoosh.

The blood on the sword scattered over the snow field. Baek Cheon took a glimpse of the fallen Go Jin-ak and moved on.

“Next.”

When Baek Cheon spoke calmly, the Ice Sword Squad member all flinched and took a step back without realizing it.

“Da- Daeju…….”

“Strong… T- Too strong.”

Back Cheon, who had completely taken the lead, moved quickly with the determination to end his opponent.

“…….”

Chung Myung patted Baek-ah with a clumsy touch as he watched the performance of Mount Hua’s disciples from a distance.

“Dongryong… won. Yoon Jong Sahyung and Jo-Gol Sahyung are good at fighting together. Not to mention Yoo Iseol Sago, So-so is fighting well.”

‘Hoho.’

‘Like this…’

“…I don’t have anything to do.”

Usually, he let them deal with the opponent moderately, but when they start to get pushed back, he shows up like “Ta-da”…….

No, this…

“Did I grow them too much?”

Chung Myung, who had become a borrowed barley bag*, squatted down in his seat. Then he became sullen and muttered.

“… I should have brought something to eat.”

It’s cold to stay still.

Oh, it’s cold.