Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 626
”…Mount Hua won?”
“You saw it with your eyes. Why are you asking!”
“……to win twice in a row.”
The audience couldn’t take their eyes off the stage as if they couldn’t believe the situation at all. However, no matter how hard they rubbed their eyes, the person who collapsed was definitely Wudang’s disciple.
“Third, third-class disciples…….”
“N- No. Do third-class disciples usually beat first-class disciples?”
“How can that be! It’s as if the grandson beat the grandfather!”
“When ones get older…….”
“Does he look old? And being old in Kangho means that you are strong! It doesn’t mean he’s weak!”
In fact, this is the fact that everyone knew. Among those who threw their livelihoods and ran to see this match, no one did not know such common sense.
Nevertheless, there are so many obvious questions because they couldn’t believe this situation at all.
What kind of place is Wudang Sect?
Isn’t that the sect called the Big Head of Righteous Factio along with Shaolin? Such Wudang’s first-class disciples lose to the third-class disciples of Mount Hua, who are just beginning to make a name for themselves?
No matter who they told, it would be hard to believe.
It would be hard to believe if they hadn’t seen it with their eyes.
They came here with the heart to support Mount Hua, but that is just literally ‘Cheering’. No one really believed that Mount Hua could win against Wudang. However, the results in front of their eyes were not just beyond expectations, but far from what they expected.
“Mount Hua is really….”
Became stronger.
No, it’s weird to say that they’re becoming stronger.
In the first place, Mount Hua was not a great place to discuss strengths and weaknesses. Until recently, most of them never hear the name Mount Hua.
But Mount Hua has grown strong enough to win over that Wudang in just a few years.
Even if Mount Hua loses all the remaining matches from now on, this one match alone will ridiculously raise their reputation.
‘Then maybe…….’
The audience began to look at the stage with strange expectations.
Maybe something crazy is going to happen here. A rabbit catches a tiger, something that could never happen.
“Mu- Mu Ho….”
Heo Sanja’s sigh-like voice leaked out of his mouth.
“What, what are you doing! Hurry up and pick up Mu Ho!”
“Yes!”
Wudang’s disciples, who were mesmerized, were then startled and jumped onto the stage.
“Saje!”
“Saje! Are you all right?”
They shook his shoulders lightly, but Mu Ho couldn’t come to his senses. Wudang’s first-class disciples, biting their lips tightly, came down from the stage with fallen Mu Ho in their arms.
“How is it?”
To Heo Sanja’s question, the disciple answered in a heavy voice.
“It’s not a major injury. There won’t be a problem. But… He’s not recovering consciousness easily.”
“…I see.” Heo Sanja nodded heavily. Several disciples clung to the back to check his condition and take action.
Heo Sanja’s gaze was stunned as he watched the scene. He slowly shifted his gaze toward Mount Hua.
Unlike this place, which was no different from a mourning house, the other side was excited.
Why wouldn’t they?
Mount Hua’s third-class disciples beat Wudang’s first-class disciples.
‘What kind of disgrace is this ….?’
There was no blood on Heo Sanja’s face. Considering what those who watched the battle just now would say from tomorrow, it felt like he wanted to vomit everything he ate this morning.
Nevertheless, he could not blame Mu Ho for losing. Because the sword shown by that frivolous child, Jo-Gol, was surprising even for Heo Sanja.
He didn’t lose the battle he would have won by being careless.
‘He was pushed out by skills.’
This fact has left Heo Sanja in the greatest shock.
He had heard the name Mount Hua Five Swords many times over the years, but he thought it was a sign like an award given to Mount Hua, which has barely regained its reputation.
But now Mount Hua has proven itself to be truly worthy of the title through its sword.
How high will the name of that Mount Hua Five Swords be from tomorrow? At least, wouldn’t it be said that the third-class disciples who earned the name of Mount Hua Five Sword are equivalent to the first-class disciples of Wudang?
This was, indeed, an indescribable humiliation.
Then Mu Jin insinuated him.
“Elder-nim.”
“….”
“You need to calm down. The sparring match is not over yet.”
“Isn’t it over?”
Heo Sanja turned his head and stared fiercely at Mu Jin. “What do you mean it’s not over?”
“… Elder-nim.”
Heo Sanja spitted out words as if he had burst into anger.
“Wudang’s first-class disciples were defeated by the third-class disciples of Mount Hua. No matter what we do in the next match, do you think this will be erased? The people of the world are a being who enjoys cheering the rising heroes and feels joy at the fall of the strong. Do you think winning all the remaining matches would add favor to their voices discussing Wudang?”
“…Elder-nim, the Sajes are listening.”
Only then did Heo Sanja, who returned to his senses, quickly shut up.
‘Such a mistake…….’
No matter how intense his emotions were, it was not something to say in front of the disciples who had to perform next. Even if he can’t boost the momentum that has fallen, what is he going to do by disparaging the reason they have to fight?
“Huuup.”
Heo Sanja cleared his mind with a deep breath.
‘Yes, there’s nothing we can do about what has already happened.’
It was all his fault if anything. It happened because he was careless, and they were defeated because he was careless.
‘There is only Mount Hua Five Swords in Mount Hua. Even if they win five times, we won’t lose.’
That’s why he avoided winning consecutive match methods and even 10 match methods. Wasn’t the reason he chose the method of winning the first 10 times because he put all these things in the calculation?
However, as soon as they got into the match, he ignored the name Mount Hua Five Swords. his ignorance led to the defeat of this match.
“Mu Jin.”
“Yes.”
Heo Sanja can’t bring it up easily and bit his lips. He closed his eyes tightly.
“Let Mu Yon (무연(無然)) go.”
“… Mu Yon?”
“Yes.”
Even though things had turned out this way, he had no intention of sending Mu Jin out yet. He has to be the last bastion of Wudang in this sparring match.
Mu Yon, one of Wudang’s Three Swords, would not be insufficient to reverse the lost momentum.
Mu Jin, who had been quietly looking at Heo Sanja, nodded.
“Understood.”
He went back to call Mu Yon and returned to Heo Sanja. Heo Sanja stood in front of Mu Yon and said with a stiff face.
“Do you know what you must do?”
“To restore the honor of the sect.”
“Yes, as you may have seen, Mount Hua’s sword is as splendid as ever. Its splendor dazzles the eye and makes the opponent unable to unleash his sword at will.”
“Yes.”
“If you can maintain a stable mind, you can’t be subjected to anything. Never let go of Wudang’s teachings.”
“Yes, Elder-nim.”
It wasn’t a big, ambitious answer.
But Heo Sanja was rather relieved to hear the low voice.
‘Yes, we’ve only lost once, aren’t we?’
In life, unexpected accidents always happen. Now is just such a time of the day.
“Go. Wudang’s name hangs on your sword!”
“I will do my best.”
Heo Sanja burst into dejected laughter as he watched Mu Yon’s back silently heading for the stage.
‘You’re gonna do your best?’
That’s a really good word. It couldn’t be better. But to the current Heo Sanja, even the words didn’t sound sweet.
Since when did Wudang’s disciples, especially the first-class disciples, come to the point where they had to do their best to fight Mount Hua?
It was hard enough to suppress the hatred welling up from the depths of his heart. Heo Sanja looked straight at Mount Hua with bloodshot eyes.
“Mu Yon of Wudang.”
Standing on the stage, Mu Yon stared calmly at Mount Hua and opened his mouth. Mount Hua’s disciples, who had been chatting loudly, also stared at him with their mouths shut.
“Congratulations on your victory. But we should be given a chance to make up. Who will be my opponent?”
Hyun Young, who had been listening, hardened his face and whispered quietly.
“Sahyung, if it’s Mu Yon……?”
“Yes, it is one of Wudang’s Three Swords. I’ve heard the name, too.”
“Ah….”
Wudang’s Three Swords.
The weight of the name was incomparable to that of Mount Hua Five Sword. Even within Wudang Sect, which is called the world’s best sword sect, only those who competed for the future Wudang’s First Sword were entitled to be called Wudang’s Three Swords.
He wouldn’t know if it was after this sparring match, but he still didn’t dare to compare the name of Mount Hua’s Five Swords with them.
“The Three Swords of Wudang…….”
Hyun Sang murmured with a troubled face.
But then a calm voice was heard.
“I’ll do it.”
“Yoon Jong?”
When Hyun Sang flinched and turned around, Yoon Jong smiled.
“At this rate, I will have to listen to Jo-Gol’s bragging for another two months. At least I, his Sahyung, have to deal with Wudang’s Three Swords to keep him quiet.”
“But it’s Wudang’s Three Sword. Will it be all right?” Yoon Jong answered calmly as if it were not important.
“Of course I’m afraid.”
“….”
“But I know now. If I just step back because I’m afraid, I wouldn’t move forward forever. I’ll win.”
Hyun Sang nodded unconsciously at the words.
In fact, he wanted Baek Cheon or Yoo Iseol to come forward for this match. If the opponent is Wudang’s Three Sword, wouldn’t it be right for the strongest here to step up?
But looking at Yoon Jong’s eyes, he couldn’t help himself.
Baek Cheon, who had come to his side, opened his mouth seriously.
“Yoon Jong, the honor of the sect rests on your shoulders….”
“Acchooo!”
But Chung Myung’s loud sneeze naturally interrupted him. For a moment, Baek Cheon’s tightly closed eyes trembled.
‘What would you don’t like now, what!’
When he turned around with fierce eyes, Chung Myung wiped his nose and trembled.
“Hngg, did I catch a cold?”
“… You’ll definitely catch a bad cold.”
‘It’s obvious that even a cold will run away when it sees you.’
Chung Myung, who was shamelessly pretending to wipe his nose, said lightly.
“Sahyung.”
“Yes?”
“Just do as you always do.”
“….”
“It will be more fun than you think.”
Yoon Jong, who was looking at such Chung Myung, smirked.
“Do you think I’m a human being like you or Jo-Gol?” “Nothing different.”
“What, this punk?”
Chung Myung grinned as Yoon Jong became angry.
“Things like manners and sense aren’t important, so just go and have a blast and come back. If you lose, I’ll tease you with all my heart and soul.”
“….”
Yoon Jong, whose complexion was slightly loosened, soon nodded with a smile and headed to the stage.
Watching the process, Baek Cheon nodded heavily. He had no choice but to admit it.
‘I almost made a mistake.’
The advice he was trying to give might be appropriate for Jo-Gol but not for Yoon Jong. That guy thinks much without having Baek Cheon nagging him. Such advice would have only made his shoulders heavier.
Baek Cheon stood by Chung Myung and asked quietly.
“Will it be all right?
“What?”
“That Yoon Jong. It wouldn’t be easy to deal with Wudang’s Three Swords.”
Mu Yon’s momentum on the stage was extraordinary at a glance.
Since Chung Myung has such accurate eyes, he thought a plausible answer to some extent, but the answer that came out was a little different from Baek Cheon’s expectation.
“Even if it’s not okay, he has to endure it.”
“…Huh?”
“Even if he can’t win, he has to win.”
“What does that mean?”
When asked back, Chung Myung’s voice became more serious than before.
“One day, Sahyung’s sword will be the representative sword of Mount Hua. That’s the duty of one who carries a heavy burden.”
Baek Cheon murmured inside, looking at Yoon Jong’s back on the stage. ‘Heavy burden…’
It felt like he knew.
In the future, that guy will be the Sect Leader for Mount Hua.
And by then, Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol, maybe even Chung Myung, will be out of the front line.
If so, Yoon Jong’s sword would become Mount Hua’s standard. The sword of Mount Hua Five Sword has different characteristics, but the sword that represents Mount Hua in the future is Yoon Jong’s sword.
‘Does Yoon Jong aware of it?’
How much he has been carrying.
He probably knows. That’s why his back is so strong.
‘Show me.’
‘What is Mount Hua’s sword?’
It was a stage that was more than sufficient to showcase that.