Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 630

The blue sword energy surged and was blocked by the crimson sword energy.

However, the red sword seemed too weak to stop all the blue sword energy rushing like furious waves.

“Sasuk.”

Baek Cheon unknowingly bit his lip.

– From today, I am your teacher.

The image of Un Gum speaking kindly with a smile was still vivid in Baek Cheon’s mind.

In Baek Cheon’s eyes, Un Gum was the most imposing man in the world at that time.

His broad shoulders embraced everything, and his firm mouth bore firm confidence.

And such an impression showed the person Un Gum was. He never neglected his training for a single day while teaching Mount Hua’s disciples.

It was to the point where he thought that if a person was made of a sword, it would look like that.

A person whom he admires. A person he still admires even now.

‘Sasuk…’

A sobbing sound could be faintly heard from somewhere.

A groan-like cry, which they had held back with great effort, eventually escaped as they squeezed their lips, unable to keep it in.

Everyone knew exactly how Un Gum was standing there.

That’s why they couldn’t take their eyes off it.

Even if the eyes were blurred by the tears, they wouldn’t take their eyes off it. Their jaw trembled on its own, and they bit their lip even though their heart felt like it was about to tear.

That was not just a simple sparring match.

It was Un Gum’s cry. As always, it was Un Gum’s teaching that he showed them through actions, not words.

How can a disciple take their eyes off the teacher’s teachings?

‘I will definitely watch carefully.’

Baek Cheon clenched his fist and opened his eyes wide. He couldn’t miss a single moment.

Among these passionate disciples, only Unam was watching Un Gum with a slightly different perspective.

‘Saje.’

The sword energy was rough.

It wasn’t the sword of the past that was refined to a sharper edge than the blade. It’s rough, unnatural, rattling like a cog that doesn’t mesh well.

It was as if the old spinning wheel was squealing and screaming in the wind and rain.

But…

‘Yes, Saje. What’s wrong with that?’

The one wielding the sword is still Un Gum.

Unam knows.

How painful it is for someone who has fallen from a high mountain to drag a broken leg back to the top of the mountain.

Therefore, Un Gum’s sword is several times greater than his sword in the past.

– I will one day become the greatest swordsman in Mount Hua Sect.

‘Don’t lose, Saje.’

The back he had seen for a long time looked so pitiful. Whenever he held a sword, that back was the most trustworthy in the world, but now it seemed infinitely hopeless.

However, Unam desperately denied his feelings.

‘Do not sympathize with those who fight.’

It was an insult to the person holding the sword.

All he could do was to believe in Un Gum’s victory. He simply had to believe without any doubt.

Kagagagak! The sound of the blade being split pierced his ear.

Of course, it couldn’t be. This was Hancheol Sword produced by Chung Myung. It was a specially designed weapon, considering the weight distribution and the direction of the handle for Un Gum who had to use a left-handed sword.

Un Gum knew. Why did Chung Myung make this sword.

But how could he show a weak appearance while holding this sword?

Paaaat! The incoming sword energy aimed at his whole body, swaying like a snake.

‘It’s slow.’

The body cannot follow what the head thinks. The sword, which used to move naturally when the mind was alert, now arrives half a beat later than expected.

An uncontrollable gap and an inevitable sense of frustration followed him like a shadow.

It was something to call ‘despair’.

Perhaps the opponent Un Gum is fighting now is not Wudang’s disciple, but the despair surrounding him.

Right, then…

An unsuitable smile rose around Un Gum’s trembling lips as he gripped his sword.

It was rather a relief.

Un Gum’s head turned slightly towards Mount Hua’s disciples. Of course, he can’t look away so he can’t see them, but he believed that his heart would be conveyed.

‘Guys.’

The world is not that easy. Because the disciples of Mount Hua had someone to guide them and did not neglect their efforts, they continued to succeed one after another and grew rapidly.

However, this could not continue indefinitely.

One day, Mount Hua’s disciples will have to meet an enemy they cannot afford, encounter a task they cannot solve, and face high mountains they can’t overcome.

A mountain named despair.

‘I’m an incompetent teacher.’ Now, he has no more swords to teach them.

Some, including Baek Cheon, have already surpassed him, and others will soon overtake him. too. Now he’s in a position to learn from them.

Kwadeuk! The sword, which he couldn’t block, penetrated his shoulder. The blade that dug into his shoulder broke his bone.

‘So, watch carefully.’

Nevertheless, he can still be called their teacher because he still has something to teach them even without the sword.

‘The world is always harsh.’

He can’t block the wind in front of them. He can no longer protect and lead.

However….

‘I can tell you as much as I want how to endure despair.’

Even if they get lost, he can show them how to keep their feet on the ground and move on.

Paaaaat! The red sword energy that came out violently separated the waves of the sword energy that surged.

It was still a rough sword wave, but the will inside it was unshaken.

Kung! Un Gum took a step forward.

‘Living in the world is like struggling against the wave.’

It is not the end just by overcoming the high waves once. Waves always come and go.

‘Therefore, don’t falter.’

‘You have to stick your feet firmly and hold out with your teeth clenched.’

After all, it’s a wave. It just sweeps over and disappears.

Isn’t despair the same?

Even if it’s difficult to endure now and it’s painful enough to split your teeth, it will one day be crushed like a passing wave.

That’s why! Hold on.

‘If you’re struggling alone, I’ll support you on your back, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.’

Kwaaa! At that moment, the blue sword that had been rushing in soared twice as high. The blue sword energy sweeps away the sword energy emitted by Un Gum and collapses, and soon even Un Gum’s body is beaten and thrown away by the sword energy.

Even in the midst of it, he couldn’t let go of his sword, hence he had no arms to support himself. The body of Un Gum plunged to the ground relentlessly.

“Sasuk!”

“Great Sasuuuk!”

“Instructor-nim!”

A tearful scream pierced his numb ears.

Un Gum, who had fallen to the floor, stared blankly at the blue sky.

‘I don’t know.’

He didn’t know for sure either. Why is he fighting? To prove himself as a sword warrior? To avoid tarnishing the name of Mount Hua? Or maybe to show something to his disciples?

But there was one thing for sure.

Kwadeuk! His sword was stuck into the ground.

Un Gum, who used the sword as a cane and struggled to stand up, looked ahead with clear eyes. Despite the deep wounds caused by the sword energy, he didn’t even blink.

The only hand trembled. Nonetheless, his legs firmly touched the ground again.

At this sight, Mu Gak’s face slightly froze.

“The match is…”

He struggled to continue speaking.

“Already lost, it seems.” Then Un Gum smiled broadly.

“I am sorry, but I have not given up on this match yet. I wish we could continue just a little longer.”

“…then.”

Mu Gak hardened his expression and swung his sword again.

Swaeaeaeaek! It was lightning-fast, splendid swordplay.

The sword’s energy disappeared faintly and appeared right in front of Un Gum’s gaze.

Kaaang! Un Gum twisted his body and struck the flying sword energy.

However.

Paaaat! Paaaat! Mu Gak’s swordsmanship did not end with that one strike. He successfully released several strikes, aiming for Un Gum’s whole body.

Kaaang! Kaaaang! Kaaang! With each strike that he blocked, his body was pushed back a step. Though he managed to deflect the sword, he could not withstand the strength that it contained.

Un Gum’s body, which had blocked the sword repeatedly, failed to withstand the force and collapsed to the ground.

Kwadang! He had not yet fully adapted to his body without one arm, causing him to lose his balance.

Squeeze.

The fist of Un Guk, which held the sword, pressed down on the ground.

His remaining trembling arm.

However, he managed to support his body with his arms and stood up again. Though his hand still trembled as he gripped his sword, his face remained composed as it had been at the start of the fight.

Seeing his expression, Mu Gak unconsciously opened his mouth.

“…Why?”

Why did he rise up again, subjecting his body to such punishment?

The match has already been won.

Why, then, was he pushing himself so hard?

Mu Gak asked with a look of incomprehension.

“Why are you doing this?”

“….”

“It’s a sparring match at best. Who’s gonna point fingers at you and blame you for losing the match?”

“Criticism….”

Un Gum smiled and slowly shook his head and looked at Mu Gak. There was no malice in the face of such Un Gum.

“As I live my life.”

“….”

“Sometimes I fall.”

“….”

“I get lost, I get frustrated, sometimes I get lost in despair.”

It was out of the blue. However, Mu Gak could not cut off the random words.

“Do you know what to do when that happens?”

“…What should you do?”

Un Gum shook his head.

“There’s nothing I can do about it.”

“….”

“I just have to walk. I have to get up and walk again. Even if my knees and ankles was hurt, I just have to get back up and walk again.”

“Dojang….”

“Hey, Dojang.” Un Gum lifted his sword.

“I have to tell my disciples to get through life and walk, could I just whine about this small defeat?”

“….”

“There are times in life when you have to give up halfway up the mountain. But that doesn’t mean it’s wrong. If you’ve given up, you can just climb up again. True giving up isn’t coming down the mountain or rolling down. It’s the moment you hesitate to try again.”

Mu Gak could understand it.

This man’s words are not meant to Mu Gak or even to Un Gum himself. This is also a message to Mount Hua’s disciples watching the match.

“So don’t worry about it and come. I’m Mount Hua’s sword warrior. The sword warrior of Mount Hua never fails so easily.”

Mu Gak closed his eyes. And only after a while did he slowly open his eyes again.

“May I ask your name again?”

“Mount Hua’s Un Gum.”

“Un Gum ….”

Mu Gak sighed deeply.

‘Elder-nim, we’re wrong.’

The statement that there are only rising stars in Mount Hua, and that there is no superior to lead is obviously wrong.

Isn’t that man here?

A person like this supports the backs of Mount Hua’s disciples, so how can one say that the first-class disciples of Mount Hua are powerless? Aren’t they the ones who aren’t seeing Mount Hua properly?

‘Our Wudang….’

Mu Gak untied the scabbard that was tied to his waist and threw it to the ground.

The swordsman throwing away his scabbard expresses his will to fight without considering life and death. But the meaning of this act now was a little different.

It meant that the opponent in front of him was one that he had to fight with his life on the line. It was the ultimate expression of respect for the opponent.

“I’m….”

Mu Gak stared straight at Un Gum with determined eyes.

“I will never forget that name.”

“Thank you very much.”

“I’ll do my best. Be prepared.”

“As much as you want.”

Mu Gak caught his breath.

His sword began to draw a different trajectory than it had ever been. It’s not a water-like sword. A round, soft arc was drawn on the air.

Taigeuk Wisdowm Sword (태극혜검(太極慧劍).).

A sword that cuts through anguish.

The supreme sword of the Wudang Sect.

This sword technique, which is prohibited from being used in a sparring match, was unfolded as an indescribable gesture of respect to the opponent.

The sword cut the round circle drawn in the air.

The beginning of the world is when the Ultimate Unity (일원(一元)) is divided into yin and yang. A sword containing the Ultimate Unity finally made its appearance on the stage.

The sword technique divided into black and white energy solemnly came upon Un Gum. Facing the sword, Un Gum clasped his Plum Blossom Sword tightly.

‘It’s strange.’

The sword in his hand was strangely warm.

Even though it couldn’t be, it felt like a tiny warmth was transmitted through the handle of the sword.

– Instructor-nim! A soft smile bloomed around Un Gum’s mouth.

It was as if he could see his still-young disciples running towards him in front of his eyes among the numerous plum blossoms blooming on Mount Hua.

‘You will surpass me and go out into the world.’

So until then…….

‘I wish my sword could be your shade.’

Before long, Un Gum’s sword drew a huge tree.

A giant tree stretches out its branches to fill the whole world and creates a shade where one can rest comfortably.

The shade created by Un Gum was perhaps a little warm.