Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 976

His side throbbed with pain from the sword cut. It was a terrible, intense pain. The Black Dragon King was not a fool, even if he acted rough. He was usually calm and thought things through. But now, except for the pain, he might have thought this was a dream.

‘I didn’t see it.’

Neither the figure nor the sword.

‘Careless?’

That’s stupid.

The Black Dragon King had decided to give it his all. With so many watching, he needed to show how strong he was and help the Surochae side win. He couldn’t be careless.

And yet, he hadn’t seen it. Not at all.

‘How…’

Cold sweat ran down his back.

If that was true, it meant this person was faster than he could even see. And this was from a young man, barely an adult?

‘Impossible!’

It was impossible.

The Black Dragon King couldn’t believe it because he wasn’t foolish.

Everything in the world has limits.

A tiger that could tear apart a huge bear and crush rocks could exist. Maybe such a tiger might appear once in a very long time.

But a tiger that could fly was not a tiger anymore, right? People could imagine a giant tiger, but not one flying. That was just common sense.

To believe Chung Myung was really that strong was like believing in a tiger that could fly and shoot lightning.

Throb! Throb!

His wound and his gut feeling told him to run from his enemy.

But his mind screamed at him: *You are the Black Dragon King! You cannot run!*

The Black Dragon King was stuck between running and staying.

Whoosh.

Chung Myung changed his grip on his sword and walked toward the Black Dragon King.

Flinch.

The Black Dragon King tried not to step back. How could the Black Dragon King run from such a young man? Even if he killed Chung Myung, he would be ashamed forever.

‘What are you thinking!’

He gritted his teeth.

What did it matter if his enemy was strong? He couldn’t back down. If he ran now, he would no longer be the Black Dragon King. Surochae would fall apart, and people would laugh at him.

The Demonic Sect might be evil, but they must never be made fun of.

Boom!

The Black Dragon King got angry and slammed his guandao into the ground. He held the blade with both hands and pointed it at Chung Myung.

“Hoo!”

Forget everything.

It didn’t matter how strong Chung Myung used to be or how he got so strong in three years. The only thing that mattered was killing him!

“You baaaaaastard!”

When you don’t know how strong your enemy is, it’s best to defend. But the Black Dragon King charged forward. He thought he couldn’t let his enemy control the fight.

He ran forward with the huge guandao. Dark energy, like black smoke, poured from the guandao, leaving a trail in the air. It was a scary sight.

But Chung Myung didn’t seem scared. He watched the Black Dragon King charge at him, but his eyes didn’t change. He walked toward him as if the Black Dragon King wasn’t even there.

Kwaaaang!

The True Strength shook the island. The Black Dragon King used all his strength and twisted to swing the guandao down with all his might. Blood gushed from his wound.

Paaaaaaaat!

Everyone got goosebumps.

It wasn’t just power or energy. His energy was all inside the blade. The sound of the air being cut was just from the Black Dragon King’s body.

His body was like rubber, twisting and putting all its power into the blade. This made his body create a storm.

The blade had all the power and energy of his body. It fell as if it would cut the sky and earth.

Even Baek Cheon clenched his fists and tensed his muscles. The strike was rushing toward Chung Myung’s head with incredible speed.

‘That bastard!’

But then, the Black Dragon King felt doubt.

Chung Myung didn’t move, even though the blade was about to hit his head. He didn’t dodge or block. He just watched the Black Dragon King and the blade with a blank look.

And then.

The sword suddenly shot up like lightning toward the blade falling on Chung Myung’s head.

The Black Dragon King quickly put more energy into the blade.

Boom!

The Black Dragon King felt the sound inside him. The heavy impact hit him when the blade and sword crashed.

But that was it. The sword wasn’t strong enough to stop his blade.

‘Just this!’

He put strength into the blade, ready to cut Chung Myung in half.

Chung Myung’s sword was pushed away like a leaf in a storm.

But then.

Paaaat!

The sword flew back like light and hit the Black Dragon King’s blade.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Black Dragon King heard loud booms inside his head. The blade he was holding was shaking very fast, making his body shake like a drum.

‘This, this is…!’

The Black Dragon King saw it clearly.

The sword was drawing many lines between the blade and Chung Myung.

It was like a swarm of angry bees, each sting sharp and fast.

The sword energy was hitting the Black Dragon King’s blade like stars twinkling in the night sky.

Each sword strike wasn’t as strong as the Black Dragon King’s. But before he could recover from the first strike, the second hit, and then the third.

Dozens of strikes followed.

The attack was so strong, it seemed to break time into pieces. It all hit the middle of the arena. Everyone watching gasped.

Kawaaaang!

The Black Dragon King’s blade had been knocked away.

It was unbelievable. The Black Dragon King, with his huge nine-foot glaive, had attacked with all his power. But his weapon hit a thin sword and bounced back!

The Black Dragon King was the most shocked. His eyes opened wide, like they would tear.

Thud!

Before he could even think, the Black Dragon King jumped back. He knew it was dangerous to be close to Chung Myung, especially now that he didn’t have his weapon.

But his opponent was Chung Myung.

Chung Myung was right behind him.

Scritch!

The Black Dragon King’s chest was sliced open by Chung Myung’s sword very easily. He felt his chest being torn apart.

But something else was even scarier.

Chung Myung’s eyes looked crazy, his mouth was twisted into a smile, and he showed his teeth. The Black Dragon King felt his blood turn to ice.

He screamed.

“Aaaargh!”

The glaive flew towards Chung Myung’s head again.

But Chung Myung’s sword stabbed into the Black Dragon King’s wrist, where he was holding the glaive.

Crack!

His muscles tore, and the sharp metal cut into his bone. But the Black Dragon King felt something even colder in his heart.

“Ooooooh!”

The Black Dragon King was the Black Dragon King. He didn’t care about the sword in his wrist and swung his glaive, trying to cut Chung Myung in half, even if it meant his wrist would be cut off.

But the Black Dragon King should have known that there was someone even crazier than him in the world.

Crack! Crunch!

Something stopped the glaive. The Black Dragon King saw that Chung Myung had grabbed his glaive with his bare hand.

‘A hand?’

It was true. Chung Myung had stopped the Black Dragon King’s powerful glaive with his bare hand.

His hand ripped open with a tearing sound. Blood shot out like a fountain. Chung Myung didn’t even flinch. His eyes, even covered in blood, were still cold and calm.

Snap!

The sword was pulled out of the Black Dragon King’s wrist and made many cuts.

The Black Dragon King tried to pull back his glaive, but Chung Myung’s hand was stuck to it.

‘That son of a—!’

The Black Dragon King used his inner power and blade energy. Chung Myung’s hand started to tear apart.

But the Black Dragon King had to pay a price.

Slice!

A red line was cut on his arm.

Slice!

Swords cut into his leg, slicing through his muscles.

Thwack!

The sword in his side made a big hole in his stomach.

He felt pain all over his body.

“Ugh, Aargh!”

He saw the sword stabbing his stomach again. The Black Dragon King’s eyes were red. He tightened his muscles around the sword and pushed the glaive at Chung Myung.

‘If only I didn’t have this sword!’

Chung Myung smiled when he saw the glaive coming towards his face.

Then, something happened that the Black Dragon King never expected.

Chung Myung let go of the sword in the Black Dragon King’s stomach.

‘What?’

The Black Dragon King was so surprised that he almost jumped out of his skin.

Chung Myung reached out his bloody hand and grabbed the glaive. The skin on his hand was torn and flapping.

Then, Chung Myung’s knee hit the Black Dragon King’s face.

Kwaaaang!

The Black Dragon King went flying backwards. Blood sprayed from him like rain.

He crashed into the hot, white sand like a broken kite. Suddenly, the whole island went silent. The smell of salt and blood hung in the air.

“Cough!”