Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 640

It was a storm of murderous intent.

Even those watching from a distance trembled and backed away from the intense aura. It was hard to believe such anger came from a Taoist, who are usually known for peace and calm.

How much rage must one hold to show such murderous intent?

Everyone felt it. This was no longer just a friendly fight to practice martial arts.

If a martial arts fight is about learning from each other, what was happening was not that at all.

How could such a terrible aura come out unless it was a fight to the death?

Kaaaang!

The sound of swords clashing hit everyone’s ears like an alarm.

Gagagagak!

Sparks flew everywhere as the sharp swords hit each other. The two men’s faces were very close. Their eyes, full of anger, locked onto each other like wild animals.

It was a clear murderous aura, so strong you could almost smell blood.

It was like a fight between wild animals, trying to bite each other’s necks.

Who would have thought it?

Wudang and Mount Hua.

That a martial arts fight between two groups that represent Taoism would end up like this.

Crack. Crack.

A cracking sound of bones came from their hands gripping the swords so tightly.

Heo Gong’s eyes, filled with deep anger, glared at Chung Myung as if to eat him. Chung Myung’s eyes, looking back, were also burning with a strange heat.

“That’s right…”

Chung Myung smirked, never losing his smile.

“See? All that talk about being noble Taoists… In the end, you’re just as angry and ready to kill as anyone else.”

“You bastard!”

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword suddenly gained strength, sending Heo Gong flying backward. But this was not to rest. Chung Myung jumped off the floor of the arena and quickly followed Heo Gong as he was pushed back.

“That’s your true nature!”

“Shut up, you bastard!”

Kwaaaang!

The swords clashed again, and an explosion echoed.

Cold sweat started to form on the faces of those watching.

‘What on earth is this…’

This was not what they expected.

The Wudang Elder and the best swordsman from Mount Hua.

They thought they would see a high-level martial arts fight worthy of their names. A fight between great sword skills based on Taoist ideas, and the power of people using those skills.

That was what both Wudang and Mount Hua thought this fight would be.

But what they were seeing was too obvious and direct.

As if saying it was silly for those with swords to talk about being elegant, the two men showed their wild side and swung their swords as if to tear each other apart and kill each other.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaaaang! Kaang!

Dozens of sword strikes went back and forth very quickly.

Each sword aimed for the other’s weak spots without any hesitation. The force from the strong sword strikes tore up the floor.

Bang!

Pieces of sword energy that bounced off the swords hit the two men. Heo Gong’s shoulder and Chung Myung’s side were quickly covered in blood.

But the two men did not care about the wounds and tried to drive their swords into each other’s bodies.

Kagagagak!

The swords that had hit each other fell apart for a moment and then dug in again, aiming for another opening.

Kwaang!

Heo Gong, who had pushed up the sword coming down, dug into Chung Myung’s chest and hit him hard. Even in that short moment, a spinning, powerful blow flew towards Chung Myung.

Crack!

But Chung Myung was not going to be easily beaten. Chung Myung slammed the handle of his sword down on Heo Gong’s shoulder as he dug in. He barely stopped a blow to his chest, but Chung Myung’s body twisted and bounced backward because of the force.

“Ugh!”

“Kugh!”

Short groans came from the two men’s mouths at the same time. But only for a moment, Heo Gong widened his eyes and followed Chung Myung as he was pushed back.

Fwoooosh!

A waterfall of sword energy poured out from his sword. It was a huge force. But instead of flying straight towards Chung Myung, the sword energy went around all sides.

Paaeeeeng!

A noise like the end of a whip being swung rang out for a moment. The bright energy from Heo Gong’s left hand exploded towards Chung Myung.

‘Ten-Section Brocade!’

It was a palm technique that Wudang was known for, along with Myeonjang.

If Myeonjang was a never-ending palm technique like the Taecheong Sword Technique, then the Ten-Section Brocade was a sword to destroy evil.

It was a deadly palm technique that was only used when dealing with bad people causing trouble in the world.

That Wudang ‘sword’ was now flying towards Chung Myung. It was a scary speed and power that was hard to believe was a Wudang palm technique. It was a martial art that mixed speed and strength, different from Wudang’s martial arts, which focused on being soft and still.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The power of the Ten-Section Brocade came one after another and hit Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Scattering Hands. Chung Myung used his Plum Blossom palm technique, moving his hands like scattering flower petals.

Unlike Chung Myung, who had trouble balancing the sword and palm, Heo Gong used the Ten-Section Brocade to hold Chung Myung in place while also using the Taecheong Sword Technique to attack.

‘Seriously, that’s a cheat.’

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and stepped back.

“Heuaaaah!”

Thinking he had won, Heo Gong used his sword even more fiercely.

But Chung Myung, who quickly got out of the way of the Ten-Section Brocade, swung his sword without stopping.

Hwaaaaak!

Dozens of plum blossoms bloomed from the tip of the Dark Plum Sword and split to the left and right. The sword energy, like a wave, was blocked by the wall of plum petals.

Like rough waves hitting a strong dam, blue sword energy went high into the sky.

“Haat!”

Chung Myung’s sword, which had been shaking softly for a moment, was slashed down three times. Red sword energy flew like lightning towards Heo Gong.

“Nonsense!”

Heo Gong’s Taecheong Sword Technique, which had changed direction, blocked Chung Myung’s flying sword energy.

However, Chung Myung had already jumped off the floor at the same time as he released the sword energy, getting closer to Heo Gong.

Chwaaaaaak!

From top to bottom!

His sword came down fast and strong, cutting through Heo Gong’s attack like a knife through water. It was an amazing move, almost magical.

But Heo Gong was not going to back down so easily.

The power of the Ten-Section Brocade flew like lightning through the gap the moment the sword energy split.

Kwaang!

Chung Myung’s sword, which was swung in a hurry, blocked the energy. However, it was not enough to stop the power of the energy from close range. The Plum Blossom Sword shook greatly, and soon dark red blood came from Chung Myung’s mouth.

“Heu!”

Chung Myung, whose mouth was covered in blood, had a strange smile.

It was enough to make anyone watching feel scared.

Heo Gong’s sword forgot what it was doing for a moment as he smiled as if he was enjoying bleeding.

And Chung Myung did not miss that moment.

Bang!

Chung Myung, who kicked the arena as if to break it, flew towards Heo Gong like a cannonball.

Heo Gong widened his eyes as he saw him spinning like a top around his head.

‘Foolish!’

This is not a trick or anything else. What is the point of giving your head to the other person and spinning?

His sword fell towards Chung Myung’s head, which was pushed forward. If the attack worked, Chung Myung’s head would split open right away. It was an attack that should never be done in a normal fight, but Heo Gong had forgotten the difference between a friendly fight and a fight to the death.

The moment the sword was slashed down with a strong force as if to split Chung Myung’s head.

Paaaaat!

Chung Myung’s sword stretched out in all directions.

The spinning made the already flashy and changing sword seem like there were swords everywhere.

‘This…!’

The tip of Heo Gong’s sword shook again.

If he slashes down the sword like this, he might split Chung Myung’s head. But he also had to be ready to have his whole body cut to pieces. If he was hit by that deadly sword energy, he might die.

“Kugh!”

In the end, Heo Gong, who was pushed back, switched his sword to defense and took a step back.

It was a clear mistake.

Bang!

Chung Myung, who slammed the floor with his hand that was not holding the sword, shot towards Heo Gong like a cannonball.

Like a swallow flying close to the floor, Chung Myung rushed towards Heo Gong’s lower body in a low position.

Soon, the sword that Chung Myung stabbed from below went up.

Heo Gong had fought many times and had used swords countless times. But he had never faced a sword that was stabbed up from such a low place. He quickly pulled his upper body back and avoided Chung Myung’s sword.

That was what Chung Myung wanted.

Kwaaaang!

Chung Myung slammed his fist down on Heo Gong’s foot.

He knew that Heo Gong would be a little slower because Heo Gong was leaning back.

With a huge sound, Heo Gong’s foot was stuck in the blue stone. The hard blue stone cracked and cracks spread everywhere.

“⋯⋯.”

Heo Gong, unable to scream in pain, glared at Chung Myung. His eyes were red.

“Heuaaaap!”

He then kicked Chung Myung’s chin with his good foot.

But.

Crack!

What touched his foot was not Chung Myung’s chin, but the handle of his sword. The steel sword hilt smashed into Heo Gong’s foot.

“Euaaaah!”

Heo Gong, who was hurt in both feet, screamed like an animal and swung his sword.

But Chung Myung had already quickly hit the floor and moved back to get away.

Kwagak!

Heo Gong, who had made a deep crack in the floor, chased after Chung Myung like a snake.

Hwaaaaak!

As the snake rushed forward, plum blossoms bloomed again from the tip of Chung Myung’s sword. But the snake, full of anger, did not stop even after seeing the plum blossom field in front of it.

The sword energy, hot like lava, blew away the plum blossom sword energy as if it would explode and rushed towards Chung Myung’s chest.

Chung Myung blocked the flying sword by holding his sword up, but a sword used without his feet firmly on the ground could not have full power!

Tang!

With the sound of swords hitting, Chung Myung’s body was pushed back.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

He rolled several times on the floor and bounced out, then lay down on the floor.

“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”

Heo Gong breathed heavily and looked down at his hand holding the sword. It was shaking. Then, after feeling his swollen feet, he bit his lip tightly.

The bones in both feet were crushed. Every time he took a step, pain went through his lungs and head.

But now was not the time to enjoy such things.

His eyes, half-scared, followed Chung Myung, who had fallen. Chung Myung was slowly getting up again.

Drip.

The blood from his mouth dripped onto the floor, running down his chin. But the devilish smile was still there.

Just by looking at their faces, it was clear who had the upper hand.

“⋯⋯You⋯⋯.”

The anger that had filled Heo Gong cooled down quickly. Instead, a feeling of awe and worry grew like vines, wrapping around his body and choking him.

“Ptooey.”

Chung Myung spat out the blood in his mouth and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He smiled, showing his red teeth.

“I guess… you don’t seem so high and mighty anymore?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Let’s continue. It’s just the beginning.”

Chung Myung, his face covered in blood, started to walk towards Heo Gong as if to scare him, with his sword down.