Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 593

Udeudeuk!

Muscles were twisted and torn.

His mouth fell open as he felt his body being crushed. However, Chung Myung’s eyes were emitting heat close to madness without the slightest distraction.

“This…….”

Blood also appeared in the eyes of Mad Ox Sword.

It was astonishing to see a small guy whose body was not even half his size confront him with force. In the first place, a more humiliating situation could not exist for him, who was born with divine power and was called Mad Ox Sword.

“How dare you!”

His whole-body muscles move and weigh on Chung Myung.

The body’s natural power was mixed with the internal strength, giving off enormous power.

“Heueup! Heuaaaaatt!”

Jiiik.

The back leg of Chung Myung, which is used for an axis, was gradually pushed back. At the same time, the upper body, which could not handle the power, was pushed back endlessly and the waist bent like a bow.

No matter how much Chung Myung is, he cannot compete with Mad Ox Sword, who conquered the Nokrim with his strength alone.

But.

Ppudeudeuk.

In the two eyes of Chung Myung, blood vessels burst out and the whites of the eyes were stained red.

Guuooo. Soon after, his internal strength sleeping inside the Dantioan rose like a Divine Dragon rising from a deep slumber and swirled throughout the body.

The internal strength created by extracting only the clearest energy in the world breathed new strength into the twisted and screaming body.

“Euuaaaaattt!”

Chung Myung’s upper body, which had been tilted back, bounced forward like a spring and pushed Mad Ox Sword away.

Kuuung!

The bodies of the two bounced back and were pushed.

Jiiiiik!

However, this time, instead of collapsing, he managed to get into position by dragging the ground.

“Huuuk!”

Unlike Chung Myung, who slowly breathes with a firm face, Mad Ox Sword did not even think of hiding his bewilderment.

“…….”

While staring blankly at Chung Myung, Mad Ox Sword looked down at his guan dao.

His guan dao, which is more like an axe than a dao, had already turned ugly because the blades had faded here and there.

Divine Sword?

Of course, a sword that doesn’t break against a great weapon of this size must be a Divine Weapon.

But the sword is ultimately used by humans. If his strength and internal energy had overwhelmed the opponent, even if the sword held out, the opponent would have broken his wrist first.

But Chung Myung held that thin sword and endured his strength. No, Mad Ox Sword couldn’t hold out and bounced back.

‘How could this be happening….?’

He has never been pushed by force in his life.

Even famous martial artists were like three-year-old children in front of him. No one anywhere would dare to confront him with force, not to mention in the Nokrim.

But that little fellow was now facing him and not being pushed back an inch. He couldn’t believe it when he saw it and couldn’t understand it even though he went through it himself.

“You seem pretty confident in your strength.”

Chung Myung grinned and took a step forward.

He was rubbing his wrist on the side of the sword with his other hand as if the burden of confronting Mad Ox Sword was more than expected, but his expression was clearly relaxed.

“I’m a little bad-tempered, so it upsets me when I see such pride.”

“…….”

Expression disappeared from Mad Ox Sword’s face.

He realized for the first time that when a person is too angry, his head cools down and finds a reason.

“Huuk.”

He took a short breath and stared at Chung Myung with emotionless eyes.

Energy rose from the lifted guan dao. The energy, which was barely covering the dao at first, soon began to shoot longer than human height.

“I’d like to cut your head off and put it on a pike, but I can’t.”

“Hooo?”

“I’ll crush you without leaving any flesh behind! Heuaaapp!”

Mad Ox rushed again with tremendous momentum toward Chung Myung.

The energy emitted by the dao was spinning fiercely with a power that felt great even at first glance.

He rushed at an unimaginable speed considering his large size and narrowed the distance in a blink of an eye. The guan dao flew over Chung Myung’s head.

Chung Myung quickly lifted his sword and blocked it.

Kwaaang!

The impact was so great that the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword, made of Hancheol, was twisted instantly. However, Mad Ox Sword’s attack did not end there.

Kwang! Kwang! Kwaaang! There was a constant stream of attacks.

It was not intended to split and cut, but to literally break the opponent with force.

It is very difficult to put a formidable force on a single blow. So, needless to say, it was even more difficult to put all the powerful power into the pouring combo.

This cannot be done simply because of the high martial art level.

The natural body itself was different.

Recovers the strength of the blow and strikes with a stronger force. The skills that need to be learned through countless ordeals are accomplished only with the elasticity of the senses and body.

‘This!’

It was so powerful that even Chung Myung stick his tongue out.

Every time the guan dao fell above his head, his arms bent sharply and his feet dug into the ground.

Kuuung!

Before Chung Myung’s body broke, the ground he stepped on began shattering. He couldn’t overcome the impact of crushing the ground and jumped up.

A series of attacks that rushed without even giving me a chance to breathe.

It was an attack that made him realize why Go Hong was called Mad Ox Sword.

“Heuuaaaap!”

Go Hong roared his throat again as if to burst and struck hard.

Kwaaang!

At that moment, there was a sky-collapsing sound (천붕지음(天崩之音)), and Chung Myung’s body shot back like a cannonball.

Kwagagagak.

Chung Myung rolled several times on the ground, turned his body over and got back into position. Blood trickled down his lips. Successive consecutive attacks shook his inside.

“…Ho.”

Instead of groaning in pain, an empty laugh came out first.

‘Why is he so ignorant?’

Of course, he has been through two lives, and among the masters he has met, there are overflowing with people stronger than Go Hong.

But there was definitely a difference for Go Hong. That simple martial art, which is not particularly great, exerts a power that is no different from the world’s strongest when it unfolds in the hands of that bastard.

“If you were born in Peng Family, you would have broken Shaolin’s head.”

Chung Myung, shaking his wrist, straightened up and stared at Go Hong with calm eyes.

“Keuhu.”

Go Hong breathed heavily as if he would attack him again at any moment.

“Bastaaaard!”

Kwaaang!

Soon after his feet struck the ground, the ground turned upside down and soared into the sky.

Go Hong flew in like lightning with his body in the formidable recoil.

“Euaaaat!”

Dozens of attacks unfolded in the blink of an eye. There were no fixed rules and no fixed flow. It was just a messy swing or writhing, but the sword’s power turned that messy movement into a world-class martial art.

The clumsy gaps were filled with enormous energy, and the gaps that were not filled were substituted (이대도강(李代桃僵)) with his determination to give flesh and cut bones.

It was a projection that showed what kind of place Evil Faction was with his whole body.

A man of his right mind would not think of dealing with that ridiculous storm of energy with the human body.

“That…!”

Mount Hua’s disciples, who were fighting the blood-colored man, held their breath as they watched the storm of swords unfolded by Mad Ox Sword.

No understanding of martial arts or actual combat experience is required to interpret that scene. With eyes and heads, one couldn’t help but know how dangerous that was.

And in front of the storm, Chung Myung stood alone with his sword like a plum tree standing alone on a cliff.

“A- Avoid……!”

Panicked, Baek Sang looked at Baek Cheon in a hurry. However, Baek Cheon was focused on attacking the blood-colored man without even looking at Chung Myung.

It wasn’t just Baek Cheon.

Yoo Iseol Jo-Gol, Yoon Jong, Tang So-so.

None of the people who fought with Chung Myung glanced at Chung Myung.

As if stating that Chung Myung wouldn’t be beaten by an opponent at that level.

“…….”

Stunned by the firm trust, Baek Sang looked at Chung Myung again.

“Huu.”

The energy of Mad Ox Sword was gradually increasing and becoming a typhoon sweeping the world.

“Euaaakkk!”

“Cha- Chaejuuuuu!”

The energy, which expanded its radius, swept even the bandits who had not yet retreated and cut them into pieces. The surrounding situation seemed invisible as blood was rushing on his head.

However, this meant that the power of his energy was so great and reached an unexpected range to even those who already knew Mad Ox Sword.

Kills opponents by crushing them with power and speed.

It was truly Evil Faction’s method.

Chung Myung, who watched the threatening storm of the guan dao, moved his feet without saying a word.

Naturally spread legs.

Sword held lightly with both hands.

It was a middle stance that became the cardinal formula of Mount Hua’s sword. Chung Myung’s eyes began to sink calmly and darkly.

Flinch.

At that moment, Mount Hua Five Sword, who had not given a glance at Chung Myung, looked at him in unison.

‘What is that?’

‘It’s different than usual.’

He had a different disposition.

It was not the nimble and sharp that Chung Myung always showed. To put it mildly, it was similar to what Hye Yeon used to show. It was an overwhelming weight.

Chung Myung’s back seemed to draw their attention.

“Huu.”

Chung Myung exhaled once again and looked at the sword in his hand.

For a sword warrior, a sword is only a tool for performing sword art. However, by grabbing the tool, the sword warrior widens the possibility that unfolds before them.

The sword is sometimes nimble, flashy, heavy, and wind-like.

Then.

What is the sword he should show the disciples of Mount Hua now?

Un Gum has already said this.

Plum blossoms bloom at the end of the branch, but the root that makes it bloom is the root that is firmly rooted in the earth.

At that moment, a raging storm of the guan dao swept through Chung Myung.

“Chung Myung Dojaaaaang!”

Chung Myung’s sword moved when Im Sobyong’s scream rang out.

It was a very slow movement.

Tuung.

It moved only half an inch from the center.

But at that moment, the flying energy collided with the sword and bounced off.

Tuuuung! Strong energy flew in one after another but was once again pushed up by Chung Myung’s swordsmanship.

The giant tree, firmly rooted in the ground, does not shake even when storms rage.

The firmness must exist behind the splendid plum blossoms. Kwang! Kwaang! Kwang! The simple swordsmanship of Chung Myung became faster and faster.

As the number of energy increased, Chung Myung’s sword gradually increased its speed.

Meanwhile, Chung Myung’s lower body did not move at all. It was as if he had taken root on the ground.

What matters is one’s heart (정심(正心).).

The sword’s edge may bloom splendidly, but the man that wields the sword must be upright.

At the end of Chung Myung’s sword, the true intention (본의(本意)) of Mount Hua’s swordsmanship was clearly revealed.

‘What?’

Go Hong git his teeth as if to break it.

His guan dao was famous for its speed. Even the power contained there was enough to break the mountain.

But that little sword warrior didn’t collapse.

Even though he was pushed, bounced, and then bent, there was no disruption to the feet that had taken root and the waist that was upright. No matter how many times Go Hong hit him, he didn’t get pushed out easily.

Is this what it feels like to hit a giant rock?

‘This can’t be happening!’

Go Hong’s eyes were now as red as blood.

“Euaaaaa!”

His voice burst and added his internal strength to the guan dao. If it could not be broken this much, it would have been better to hit it harder and cut it harder.

After extracting even the last bit of his strength, Go Hong’s guan dao swept toward Chung Myung with the momentum to devour the world.