Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 578

Kwaaang!

There was a loud roar, and one of the bandits bounced away spraying blood.

“Aaaakh!”

Kuuuung!

Everyone lost their words and stared blankly at seeing something pathetically fluttering and falling to the ground.

‘What’s going on?’

‘I mean, does that make sense?’

Residents of Changsa had no choice but to doubt their normal eyes.

A bandit came in. Disciples of Mount Hua discovered and repelled the bandit.

Until now, it was neat that they didn’t have to think about it.

But the problem was this situation that followed.

“… I think they’re eating something?”

“That one looks more like a cow.”

“That’s a crazy cow.”

“…….”

Aren’t disciples of Mount Hua Taoists? If such people fight against bandits, a sight is expected from the point of view of ordinary spectators.

However, what really happened was a fight that reminded them of Black Swordsman in an area struggle.

And the biggest problem was that it was the disciples of Mount Hua Sect, a Taoist sect, who were unilaterally pushing their opponents and took the initiative in the fight, which could be said to be the specialty of the black swordsman.

“No… That’s…….” It was a bizarre sight that cannot be described in words as absurd.

“Didn’t they just say Daebyeolchae? Isn’t Daebyeolchae referring to the vicious mountain bandits in Daebyeol Mountain? Even some Righteous Factions are reluctant to step in…..”

“I- I think so.”

“……then why are they being beaten so one-sidedly?”

No one could answer that question.

Of course, it wasn’t that they didn’t expect anything from Mount Hua. Now that the place had a good reputation, they believed that Mount Hua would somehow handle those bandits.

But the word “handle” doesn’t usually mean beating one-sidedly like that.

“Was Mount Hua this strong?”

“Huh……. I know fame doesn’t happen for nothing, but….”

It was just absurd.

Those who were not familiar with the situation of Kangho were surprised by the situation, and those who were confident that they knew well were even more surprised.

Although Mount Hua was famous, it was just that reputation had increased compared to before. No one seriously compares Mount Hua to sects that dominate Kangho, such as the Ten Great Sect or Five Great Evil Sect.

But now, Mount Hua’s disciples were overwhelmingly pushing the bandits of Seventy-Two Stronghold Nokrim.

That’s why they’re surprised.

Kwaaang!

At that moment, with a loud explosion, another bandit collapsed.

Those who saw the body convulsing and the blood dripping from the heads turned their heads involuntarily.

They feel sorry for the bandits.

‘But honestly, doesn’t that side look more like a bandit?’

“That…….”

Then someone quietly opened their mouth to interpret this nonsense situation.

“Couldn’t they be not that great of a bandit?”

“I heard the word ‘Daebyeolchae.’”

“How can you believe a bandit’s words? The place called Daebyeolchae may not be as great as we thought…….”

It was just that moment.

Kwaaaaaa!

There was a huge roar as if a thunderbolt were falling, and the sword energy filled the sky.

Kwajijijik! Kwajik!

When the flying sword energy hit the pavilion, it cracked open as if it had been struck down with a huge axe.

“…….”

Everyone shut their mouths at the power that almost tore the huge pavilion into pieces in one blow. How can a human being made of flesh and bones handle that enormous power…

“Hey, this guy’s a little strong.”

‘They can.’

‘Yeah, they can handle it.’

In front of Dong Wong, who shot intense energy, Jo-Gol turned his sword leisurely.

Despite seeing the terrifying attack with his eyes, his face still had no tension. At this point, it might actually be just his nature.

Anyway, what’s certain is that the relaxed face is now scratching Dong Wong’s insides.

“You malko bastard…!”

“Wow.”

As Dong Wong spitting words, Jo-Gol said, opening his eyes wide.

“Certainly, bandits are different. I’ve heard a lot of ‘brat’ and ‘little kid,’ but no one has ever cursed at me like that.”

He grinned as if he were having fun.

Dong Wong’s face turned red at the calm response.

“I’ll grab you by the snout and tear you apart!”

Dong Wong rushed toward Jo-Gol, spouting energy three times as much as before.

The dao energy rushed toward his body as if it would cut him in two at any moment, but instead of retreating, Jo-Gol rushed forward and stretched his sword.

Paaaat!

Soon, his sword, which turned into a light beam, instantly flew into Dong Wong’s neck.

Dong Wong, realizing that his throat would be pierced before splitting the opponent apart, freaked out and twisted his sword to the side.

But before his dao could be swung at a different trajectory, Jo-Gol’s sword was recovered faster. And soon, he rushed in, aiming for Dong Wong in a different direction.

Paaaaat!

Dong Wong’s cheeks cut long and blood gushed out.

‘What, what is this….’

There was no time to continue thinking.

Paaaaat! Paaaaat!

In an instant, dozens of sword energy were aimed at his whole body. The young Taoist’s sword was faster than anything he’d ever seen.

“Euacha!”

It was hard to deal with as it was, but the young man soon jumped from his spot and began to swing his sword at Dong Wong’s head.

Dong Wong screamed as he didn’t know what to do as the sword energy poured down like petals.

“Argh! This monkey-like bastard!”

“… That’s an accurate assessment.”

“Agree.”

“Why haven’t I thought of that word so far?”

Meanwhile, Baek Cheon and his group fell into a sense of shame.

The fact that the person who saw Jo-Gol for the first time found an expression that they had not been able to find after spending years together with Jo-Gol means that they lacked interest in Jo-Gol.

“But maybe it’s because he wasn’t like that before?”

“That also makes sense.”

“Exactly. He got worse after meeting Chung Myung.”

Everyone looked at Jo-Gol pushing Dong Wong with their tongue clicked as if they had promised in advance.

‘Definitely…’

At first glance, Baek Cheon’s eyes softened.

No one could follow Jo-Gol in Mount Hua because of the sharpness alone.

That’s not something one can just learn. It was a skill that was only possible with natural talent and a sense of the sword.

“Heaven is indifferent, too. Why to him?”

“No, isn’t Heaven merciful? IHe won’t be a real person if he can’t use a sword,”

“Who? Chung Myung?”

“Ah… of course he too.”

Yoon Jong smiled bitterly and caught Jo-Gol’s sharp sword attack and Dong Wong who received it.

‘It’s strange.’

He can tell just by looking at the way he uses his dao. That Dong Wong’s skills were not far behind Daeju of Myriad Man House they had faced in the past.

At that time, Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong had to work together to manage a Daeju. But now Jo-Gol is overwhelming Dong Wong alone.

It wasn’t just because he was winning. Even looking at it objectively, Jo-Gol’s skills were clearly overwhelming Dong Wong.

‘We have to go through a real battle…….’

For the first time, he felt like he understood what Chung Myung meant completely. The internal strength has indeed been changed by taking additional Jasodan and Gongchong, but there was a particular reason why Jo-Gol’s sword now overwhelms Dong Wong’s dao.

That sophistication and boldness. And in the midst of that, calmness to fully grasp the opponent. That’s not something that can be cultivated through training.

The countless fierce battles he experienced in the North Sea, and the experience of risking his life, carved out Jo-Gol’s sword o be extremely sharp.

“Hahahat! It’s too slow!”

‘Uh…’

‘His personality is also very sharp, too.’

‘You’re going to get cut, Jo-Gol.’ Jo-Gol pushed Dong Wong even more, raising the momentum.

Little by little, red scars began to appear all over Dong Wong’s body.

“Thi- This!”

With his face flushed with anger, Dong Wong gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

The opponent’s sword wasn’t just fast. The sword’s power was astonishing even to Dong Wong, and the sophistication of the sword automatically tongue-tied him.

If it was tolerable power, he would give his shoulder and even try to split the opponent, but he didn’t dare to venture in front of the power of this sword.

Although he is still only a fluffy child, the sword is like that of a sly old man who lived on the battlefield all his life.

‘J- Just once!’

Just once is enough.

Given only one chance, he can push his opponent based on his strength and internal strength.

But.

Dong Wong was not even given that one chance.

Chareureuk!

There was a sound as if long chains were rubbing against each other. And in front of him, the petals of the plum blossoms began to scatter.

Dong Wong opened his eyes wide open as if to tear them.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? Dong Wong was mesmerized by the unrealistic sight he had never seen before. Even though he knows the battle is in full swing, he has no choice but to be captivated.

So he didn’t know.

The fact that the battle has already been decided as soon as his eye is drawn to this splendor.

Paaat!

A sword blade appeared among the fluttering petals. Like a venomous snake hiding in the grass and charging towards its prey.

Puuk!

“Kkeuk…….”

Dong Wong’s gaze turned to his right chest.

To be exact, he looked at the white sword that penetrated neatly through his chest. The chill from the sword gradually spread throughout the body.

“Huuk!”

Dong Wong, who came to his senses, stepped back frantically.

Ulkok!

The sword was pulled out of the wound and red blood poured out. In a hurry, Dong Wong looked at Jo-Gol across from him in disbelief.

“How bland.”

Jo-Gol brushed off the blood on the edge of his sword and came towards Dong Wong.

“Compared to the Demonic Cult, it doesn’t even seem like we’re fighting.”

Despite the humiliating remarks, Dong Wong could not resist. All he could do now was build up his last self-esteem.

The difference in ability is obvious. There was no way he could deal Jo-Gol with a wounded body that he could not deal with with a normal body.

That’s why he can’t show weakness to a kid who hasn’t lived half of his life?

“This punk… Do you know who I am….”

He spat out a word with all his pride at the end, but the reaction that came back was quite plain.

“Hey, old man.” Jo-Gol rolled up the corners of his mouth.

“I’ve been through too much to be frightened by that.”

Jo-Gol flew into Dong Wong, kicking the ground.

Swaeaeak!

The fast-moving sword fell to Dong Wong, creating dozens of sword energy in the air.

Sogok! Sogok! Sogok!

Shoulder, waist, abdomen, and thighs.

It cut through Dong Wong’s whole body like a beam of light.

“Ughh…….”

Dong Wong groaned as if the wind was falling out of his mouth. He tried to look back at Jo-Gol who had already passed him by.

But.

Kuung!

His body collapsed before his head was completely turned.

“…….”

Dong Wong, who was completely unconscious, was clearly caught in the eyes of bandits who were still fighting.

Seureureung.

Jo-Gol, who shoved his sword into the scabbard, glanced back at Dong Wong.

“If it’s unfair, you can also go to the North Sea once.”

It was a word that the collapsed Dong Wong would have vomited his blood if he had heard it.