Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 612

”That damn bastard…….”

In the end, harsh curse words flowed from the mouths of Wudang’s disciples who had endured. Unlike Mount Hua, this was by no means common for them, who had strictly observed the strict laws of the Tao.

But those who watched what happened could never blame Wudang’s disciples.

Who is Mu Jin?

As a member of the Three Swords of Wudang, it was certain that he would take over the position of the First Swords of Wudang in the future.

“Jo-Gol?”

They’ve heard of the name.

One of Mount Hua Five Swords who has made a name for himself since the Murim Competition.

However, although Wudang Three Swords and Mount Hua Five Swords may sound similar to each other, the weight was different like heaven and earth.

How dare Jo-Gol, a third-class disciple, propose such a challenge to Mu Jin, who is not just a second-class disciple, but one of the best first-class disciples of Wudang?

All of Wudang’s disciples could not hide their anger and were boiling. And the one who hardened his face the most was Jin Hyun.

“Did you say your name is Jo-Gol?”

“Hm?”

“I’ve seen you before.”

There was a raging wind in his eyes as he glared at Jo-Gol.

It was definitely a face he had seen during the decisive battle at Huayin Subsidiary Sect. It is true that Jo-Gol did well against Wudang’s second-class disciple at that time, but he did not dare to be Jin Hyun’s opponent. At least in Jin Hyun’s opinion.

But that Jo-Gol is completely ignoring Jin Hyun now. No matter how much Jo-Gol’s reputation has increased over the years, it was unacceptable from Jin Hyun’s point of view.

“Boring… Of course, I’m still lacking, but don’t you think I’m not a person that can be underestimated by you?”

At Jin Hyun’s words, Jo-Gol rolled up the corners of his mouth.

“I didn’t exactly ignore you, but I’m still a man called Mount Hua Five Swords, and you… you… uh?”

Jo-Gol, who had been talking coolly, tilted his head momentarily.

“I’m sorry, but what was your title? I’m sure I’ve heard of it, but it’s a little vague.”

Baek Cheon, who was watching the whole situation from behind, closed his eyes tightly. Next to him, Yoon Jong nodded as if he was acknowledging Jo-Gol.

“I told him to provoke his enemy, but he smashed the head with a wooden sword.”

Tang So-so shook her head as if she has nothing to say.

“I’m embarrassed as someone who has the same Sichuan origin.”

“… Let’s wait and see for now.”

Baek Cheon’s somber voice drew everyone’s attention back to the stage.

“It’s Unabating Sword (부절검(不節劍)).”

“Ah, right. Unabating Sword. And you said it was Sword Dragon.”

Jo-Gol, who had been reciting, grinned.

The Sword Dragon was a lofty nickname that he did not even dare to look up at in the past.

But now… It doesn’t mean anything.

The modifier symbolizing Kangho’s rising stars faded before the names of Chung Myung and Hye Yeon.

“In the past, catching Sword Dragon would have given strength to my shoulder, but now I’m good.”

Jin Hyun clenched his teeth as Jo-Gol shrugged his shoulder.

“Should I break that arrogance?” “…No, it’s troubling that you keep saying that. If this is a winning streak, I could beat you and face someone with more reputation, but this time, I only have one chance.”

“….”

Jin Hyun grabbed the sword held by his waist without realizing it.

He indeed lost to Mount Hua’s disciples in the past, but he was also a promising rising star of Wudang. He was never to be treated like this by third-class disciples of Mount Hua Sect.

“How far are you going to…….”

“Ah, this would be fine!”

Then Jo-Gol clapped his hands and lit up his eyes.

“I’d rather do this if the Elder let me. I’ll go against you. Instead.”

“Instead?”

When Jin Hyun asked back with a suspicious look on his face, Jo-Gol grinned.

“If I win, let me fight one more person. It is fine if the outcome of this fight is not counted as the sparring match.” “This!”

“How dare you son of a……!”

Wudang’s disciples were up and down as if they’d run at Jo-Gol at any moment. However, they could not pass Heo Sanja standing before them and head for the stage.

Udeuk.

Jin Hyun’s tightly bitten lips cracked and a thin stream of blood flowed out. His fist was now white as the color faded.

Baek Cheon covered his face with both hands at the sight of him trembling and holding back his anger to the point of being pitiful.

“Who…who said we should send that bastard first?”

“Not me.”

“Not me, either.”

“….”

Chung Myung, who insisted on letting the bastard go, smiled awkwardly and raised his hand. “…… Don’t you think he’s doing well as instructed?”

“Do well?”

“Well… Anyway, he achieved his goal, didn’t he? I think the provocation worked well.”

Baek Cheon, who had buried his face in his hands, turned his eyes away.

“I told him to pour some cold water, but he poured boiling water on the opponent’s face. Is this a good thing? This?”

“…Anyway….”

A drop of sweat also formed on Chung Myung’s forehead, which was trembling.

‘No, I didn’t think he’d do that.’

Chung Myung was not confident that he could go out there and scratch the opponent’s insides as much as he did. Yoon Jong asked in a slightly nervous voice.

“Sasuk. Should, Should we bringing him down now?”

“…Does that make sense?”

“Of course, that would be embarrassing, but rather than letting him go on….”

Of course, there was some truth in Yoon Jong’s words. But it was a sparring match with Wudang. It was impossible to drag the person who had been sent back before they even fought.

Fortunately, Wudang side responded first before the troubles deepened.

“Hahaha.”

Heo Sanja burst into laughter.

“It is always a pleasure to see the spirit of a young swordsman.”

Heo Sanja stared straight at Jo-Gol. Unlike his soft words, his eyes were far from friendly.

“But Sodojang. Too much courage leads to recklessness, and excessive confidence leads to anger. Can Sodojang handle his own words? It could be a big trouble for the sect.”

Jo-Gol raised the sword in its scabbard at the threatening remark and tapped his neck.

“Disciple of Mount Hua does not say anything irresponsible, Elder-nim.”

“Ho.” Heo Sanja stared at him and nodded.

“Good, let’s do that.”

“Oh?”

“However, as you say, we will not include that match in the outcome of the sparring match, whether you win or lose. Instead, let the winner compete with the next person to determine the outcome.”

Jo-Gol grinned and saluted.

“Such a wise decision.”

However, Heo Sanja turned to Jin Hyun without even paying attention to Jo-Gol, who saluted him.

“Jin Hyun.”

“Yes, Elder-nim.”

“You know what you should do, don’t you?”

“Of course.”

“Go away.”

“Yes!”

Jin Hyun walked away with a gloomy face.

The Sword Dragon, who slowly climbed onto the empty stage, looked all around. Then, the cheers of those who had been waiting to see the match exploded.

“It’s Sword Dragon!”

“He’s Sword Dragon called the greatest of the second-class disciples of Wudang!”

Perhaps it was because Wuhan is like Wudang’s front yard, many people recognized Jin Hyun’s existence just by looking at his face. At first, the cheers focused on Mount Hua tilted sharply toward Wudang with Jin Hyun’s appearance.

Receiving the cheers, Jin Hyun quietly opened his mouth.

“I didn’t know that the road I followed would be ignored like this because I had someone to revenge.”

“Revenge? Oh, Sasuk?” Jo-Gol grinned.

In the past, Jin Hyun lost to Baek Cheon in a battle against Mount Hua due to the confrontation between Jongdogwan and Huayin Sect.

“Revenge…. That’s what only people who have spent their time well can say.”

“Are you saying I wasted my time?”

“Of course, it’s not a waste…….”

Jo-Gol grinned sharply while meaningfully blurring the end of his words.

“There’s no point in words. Come, I’ll let you know with my sword.”

Now, as if the words were enough, Jo-Gol slowly pulled out his sword.

“It doesn’t fit in as a Taoist….”

Jin Hyun, who was about to continue talking, shut up momentarily.

‘What?’

It’s different.

Before drawing his sword, Jo-Gol was like a shell with only a mouth. There was no sign of seriousness, and it was infinitely light.

But Jo-Gol, who has drawn his sword now, felt sharp. Slightly surprised by the momentum, Jin Hyun almost took a step back without realizing it, but desperately braced himself.

Many thoughts came and went in his head.

Perhaps that bastard’s attitude is not due to arrogance but to a grounded confidence….

‘Nonsense!’

How much time has passed since then?

Even if that bastard was a unique genius, he could not have surpassed Jin Hyun in just that amount of time.

“Huu!”

With a short breath, Jin Hyun slowly pulled out his sword. As soon as he held the Pine Pattern Ancient Sword which symbolizes Wudang in his hand, it felt like his trembling heart calmed down before he knew it.

‘Don’t be swayed.’ Competing against an opponent who has properly experienced such an open stage will likely burden anyone. In such cases, one should not be distracted by the other’s words and actions.

All he has to believe is himself, and his sword.

Jin Hyun’s energy was heavily lowered.

Unlike Mount Hua’s free spirit, it was a heavy and serious force. The word’ unstoppable and energetic’ to describe the widespread energy was more correct than anything else.

‘I have been working hard.’

To avenge that terrible defeat, to overcome a lingering humiliation in his heart.

‘Righteous Sword and Mount Hua Divine Dragon!’

Among them, his opponents are the only two. How can he be Sword Dragon and claim to be Wudang’s best rising star if he can’t win this little match?

The moment he made up his mind, his sword moved.

“Taaaaat!”

The bluish sword energy gushed out like flowing water.

Wudang’s unique Unabating Swordsmanship (면면부절(綿綿不絕)). Jin Hyun also showed

it in the past. However, if the sword of that time was a stream, the sword that Jin Hyun now spread out was like a big river.

The heavy and arrogant flowing sword energy was overflowing with weight.

It was to the extent that he could realize how much bone-cutting training he had been doing. Originally, Wudang’s sword had a characteristic that became stronger as time passed, but even considering this, it was a remarkable growth.

‘When is that child?’

Heo Sanja, who was watching, clenched his fist unknowingly.

He was usually silent and focused only on training, so he couldn’t grasp it properly. When did that child become so strong?

Mu Jin was not the only one who was strengthened by his defeat. Jin Hyun also endured the bone-breaking ordeal by taking advantage of the disastrous defeat.

‘It’s done!’

There was no need to worry about winning or losing. That stable and heavy energy is not inferior to first-class disciple. It’s not a sword that any of Mount Hua’s third-class disciples can receive.

It was just when Heo Sanja was so sure.

“Hat!”

Jo-Gol, who saw the river-like sword stretched out, uttered a short exclamation and flew forward like a swallow.

‘From the front?’

It was neither back nor side, but front. It seemed reckless as if he were throwing himself into a torrential stream caused by heavy rain. “That idiot…”

Heo Sanja was startled, anxious to see a big bloodshed from the start. Then an incredible scene began to unfold.

Chwaaak! The simple Jo-Gol sword, which rushed head-on and cut strongly, met the water-like sword. Then Jin Hyun’s sword energy, which had been rushing in with great force, split from side to side and began to deflect Jo-Gol’s strike.

The eyes of those watching bulged so much that they couldn’t get any bigger.

“S- Split?”

‘That one?’

“N- No! It’s just the beginning!”

The Wudang’s Unabating Swordsmanship (면면부절(綿綿不絕)).

It is like cutting the endless. You can cut off the swordsmanship once. You can cut the swordsmanship twice. However, it is impossible to prevent the sword similar to the endless river.

Jin Hyun also knew that fact, so he swung his sword silently without panicking in the slightest.

The sword energy, which had split and rejoined, rushed towards Jo-Gol with a stronger and grander force than before.

“Hmm.”

At that moment, a light smile permeated Jo-Gol’s mouth. Of course his opponent’s sword is strong. And it’s heavy.

But….

‘I’ve been watching this until I’m tired of it!’

Their experiences are different, and the difficulties they have overcome are different. A flower that has been cherished indoors cannot escape from the inside no matter how hard it tries.

This sword posed no threat to him, who overcame the cold North Sea winds and Yunnan’s scorching winds.

Paaat! Jo-Gol’s feet hit the ground hard.

“This!”

“This, crazy!”

Then he lightly stepped on the flying sword with his feet and lifted his body up.

It was a ridiculous acrobatic that would have blown his ankle even with a little misalignment.

However, the lightness of the body and the sense of balance close to divine was enough to use the flying sword as a stepping stone.

Paat! Paaat! Jo-Gol stepped on the sword and rushed forward. It was like salmon climbing back a pouring waterfall.

Jin Hyun opened his eyes in shock as he saw Jo-Gol coming over the sword.

‘What?’

He was so surprised that he couldn’t think straight.

But he, too, is Wudang’s disciple who overcame hardships. Before his head could think, he swung his sword at the flying Jo-Gol first.

Kaaang! However, before the sword was fully stretched out, Jo-Gol’s Plum Blossom Sword took over his target position.

“Slow.”

“….” Jo-Gol and Jin Hyun’s eyes clashed in the air while both swords scratched each other’s blades.

“Look carefully, young man.”

Paaat! Jo-Gol’s sword was momentarily pulled back. And it flew straight into Jin Hyun’s neck like a ray of light.

A tremendous sword.

He thought there was something gray, but the blade almost touched his neck. Jin Hyun was startled and turned his head to the side.

Sogok.

His skin cracked slightly and he felt a sharp pain. But now was not the time to pay attention to such things.

Paaaat! Paat! Paaaat! It was because the terrifying thrusts flew one after another. The sword stretched out instantly, making scars all over Jin Hyun’s body and coloring his uniform red.

‘Ho, how…’

He immediately backed off without hesitation.

He couldn’t see the sword.

This was an issue before discussing martial arts. With his eyesight, it was impossible to notice how the sword moved at that ridiculous speed.

‘How am I supposed to deal with this?’

And as soon as he realized it, Jin Hyun’ had only one idea in his head.

‘I’m going to lose?’

‘It can’t be.’

He has been training nonstop. One day, he vowed to restore his and the sect’s honor, which were buried in the ground by defeating that Righteous Sword and Mount Hua Divine Dragon. It was a time when he forgot to eat because he was training only to pursue that goal.

However….

How could he lose unconditionally, not even to Baek Cheon or Chung Myung?

“Euuuaaa!” Jin Hyun did not avoid the opponent’s sword that flew in at the moment but went in offense with his sword.

“This!”

“Jin Hyun!”

If he can’t win, they will stab each other to death (동귀어진(同歸於盡) /Lit. Perish to death).

It was absolutely not something that could come out of the sparring matches.

“Dieeee!”

Jo-Gol twisted his mouth strangely as he saw the Pine Pattern Ancient Sword stabbing straight into the pit of his stomach.

Paaaat! Jo-Gol’s sword, which had been stretched forward, was recovered faster and hit the side of the flying Pine Pattern Ancient Sword with great force.

Chaeaeaeng! Jin Hyun’s sword, which used all his strength to stab his opponent, could not respond to the impact from the side. The sword, which is like a swordsman’s life and blood, flew away as it tore his grip.

The Pine Pattern Ancient Sword soared into the air while spinning round and round.

Now the rest of the ending is too obvious.

“Uh….”

Jin Hyun’s eyes lost focus for an instant.

Kwaaang! And at that moment, Jo-Gol’s foot kicked him in the chest. Losing his sword, his body flew off the stage.

“Jin Hyun!”

“Sajil!”

Jin Hyun, who flies like a kite with its string cut off, was quickly picked up by his Sasuk.

“Are you all right?”

“….”

Jin Hyun alternately looked at his empty hands and clear footprints on his chest with a face of disbelief.

If he had made up his mind, breaking and sinking his breastbone would not have been difficult, but his body was fine.

That’s why it was a more complete defeat.

He couldn’t help but admit.

As he looked up with difficulty, he could see Jo-Gol’s face with a playful smile on the stage.

“That’s why you’re so boring.”

Jo-Gol turned his eyes from Jin Hyun as if he had finished his business. Then he pointed to Mu Jin with the tip of the sword.

“Come up. Let’s have a round.”

The faces of Wudang’s disciples were horribly distorted.