Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1137

“Damn it!”

Jo Gul cursed without thinking. He gritted his teeth and swung his sword with all his might.

Clang!

When their swords hit, Jo Gul’s wrist twisted. He almost screamed, but held it in. The force of the hit threw him backwards.

‘Ugh!’

Someone caught him as he flew back like a cannonball. He knew it was Yoon Jong without looking. Feeling Yoon Jong behind him, Jo Gul stepped back onto Yoon Jong’s knee. Yoon Jong bounced his knee, lifting him up.

“Euryaaaah!”

Jo Gul, now in the air, charged down at Yoon Jong.

Yoon Jong stared at Jo Gul. When he saw Chung Myung’s cold eyes, he shivered.

“Ugh!”

Yoon Jong swung his sword carefully, holding back the pain. Even though he felt angry inside, Yoon Jong used a proper, traditional sword move.

Jo Gul’s sword came down on top of his. It was a fast and sharp sword, the opposite of Yoon Jong’s!

But.

Clang!

Chung Myung’s sword flashed like lightning, hitting both swords at the same time and sending them flying. Chung Myung’s sword was faster than Jo Gul’s and more precise than Yoon Jong’s. And it was much stronger.

“Ugh!”

Jo Gul groaned. He had expected this. How many times had he fought that jerk?

Sparks flew from the colliding swords, scattering like white plum blossoms in the air. Now that he had the advantage, Chung Myung would attack. He needed to stop him…

‘Huh?’

Yoon Jong’s eyes widened. As Yoon Jong flew back, he realized the Namgung Clan swordsmen were in the path of his sword. If he swung his sword like that, it would hit them.

Yoon Jong quickly turned his sword to the side. Chung Myung saw his chance and attacked Yoon Jong’s side.

“Ah, no!”

Kuuuung!

Yoon Jong felt a sharp pain in his side as he was kicked and flew away like a broken kite. Jo Gul, shocked, swung his sword. But how strong could a sword be when swung in panic?

“Kweeeeeeeek!”

Jo Gul squealed like a pig as he was kicked in the face and bounced away.

At that moment.

“Huh!”

Namgung Dowi realized his mistake and his eyes widened. Chung Myung had quickly dealt with Jo Gul and Yoon Jong, and now he was rushing towards him with cold eyes.

“Eek!”

His knees shook, but Namgung Dowi forced himself to stand and swung his sword.

The Namgung’s sword was different from the Hwasan’s sword. It was strong and heavy!

But…

Kwaaaaang!

Namgung Dowi’s face twisted in pain.

When the swords met, his sword bounced back. The sword he had swung with all his might was no match for Chung Myung’s light flick.

Chung Myung’s sword felt like a joke, but it had much more power than his own.

Chung Myung punched Namgung Dowi in the chin without changing his expression.

Wham!

Namgung Dowi flew away like a kicked ball.

Whoosh!

Chung Myung kicked off the ground and caught up with Namgung Dowi.

Grab.

Chung Myung grabbed Namgung Dowi’s shoulder, pulled his body in front of him, and charged towards Dang Pae.

“Yo, damn it!”

Dang Pae was holding throwing knives, ready to attack Chung Myung. He froze, his eyes shaking.

Chung Myung was using Namgung Dowi as a shield. Dang Pae couldn’t throw his knives.

If Dang Pae had stayed calm, he could have moved away, thrown a knife at Chung Myung’s back, or used poison powder.

But Dang Pae hesitated. Against Chung Myung, even a moment’s hesitation was deadly.

Whoosh!

The sword came from between Namgung Dowi’s armpits, rushing towards Dang Pae like lightning. Dang Pae rolled away, dropping his knives. Chung Myung threw Namgung Dowi’s body at Dang Pae.

Dang Pae closed his eyes and threw himself away to avoid Namgung Dowi. If Dang Pae had caught him, it would have been very bad for Dang Pae.

‘Damn it.’

Dang Pae quickly regretted his choice.

Chung Myung was waiting where Dang Pae landed. It was as if he knew what Dang Pae would do.

He should have just taken the hit…

Wham!

“Aaargh!”

Dang Pae was kicked in the chin and flew like a cannonball, landing next to Namgung Dowi.

Thud.

Chung Myung landed and looked around with cold eyes.

“Ugh…”

“I’m dying…”

Everyone was groaning and holding their injuries.

Chung Myung sighed as he watched them.

“No… Chung Myung…”

Jo Gul tried to speak but stopped. Chung Myung looked very serious.

Chung Myung glanced at Jo Gul and looked at the others.

“It’s been three days.”

Jo Gul lowered his head.

“Three days have passed, but nothing has changed. It’s worse than before.”

The others looked upset. They had been beaten up for three days, so they were tired and weak.

But Chung Myung’s next words changed their thoughts.

“You are wrong. If this were a real battle, you wouldn’t get another chance.”

It wasn’t just the words, but the heavy emotion in his voice that made them tremble.

“Do you believe that things will somehow work out?”

“……”

“Do you think that if you do what you want, things will be okay? That someone will take care of the Mount Five Alliance and the Demonic Sect?”

It became very quiet.

“And if you meet a strong enemy, you can just die?”

His voice was dark and heavy.

Even those who were angry couldn’t look Chung Myung in the eye. He was usually angry, but now he was calm. That made it even worse.

“Yeah, do that. Then you’ll see. The scary thing isn’t dying, but surviving.”

“……”

“Surviving and knowing that the person you fought with yesterday will never come back.” Jo Gul felt a coldness in his chest at those words, remembering past fights.

Chung Myung looked at everyone with cold eyes and turned away.

“I don’t know if you idiots will understand.”

He put his sword away and left the training hall. Tang Gunak, Maeng So, and the elders also left with serious faces.

Even after they left, the training hall was silent.

A moment later.

“That…”

“You’re so great. Damn it.”

Im So-byeong cursed as Namgung Dowi tried to speak.

“Damn it, you’re so great that I can’t argue. That’s why people who are always right die first. Because they get stabbed in the back.”

Namgung Dowi looked confused. How could he twist the meaning of doing the right thing like that?

“Hey, damn it!”

Jo Gul slammed his fist on the floor, his voice booming with anger, “I don’t understand! We weren’t beaten this badly when we fought each other! Why is it such a mess now!” Dust flew up from the floor as Jo Gul cursed.

Jo Gul’s anger seemed fair.

Hwasan had been fighting Chung Myung for years. He wasn’t sure if he had seen Chung Myung’s full power, but they shouldn’t have been defeated so easily.

Now that they had more people, they should have been doing better. But they were doing worse, which made him angry.

But the other groups felt differently.

“Are you saying we did something wrong?”

Dang Zhan glared at Jo Gul.

“Then what did you do well…”

“Stop it.”

“No, Martial Uncle! I didn’t say anything wrong…”

“I told you to shut up.”

Jo Gul flinched.

Yoon Jong didn’t get angry easily, but Baek Cheon got angry even less.

Baek Cheon was now glaring at Jo Gul.

“No… I…”

Jo Gul lowered his head. Baek Cheon looked at him and asked Yoon Jong.

“Didn’t you know there was someone behind you?”

“……I knew.”

“Then why did you swing your sword like that?”

Baek Cheon spoke coldly.

“Did you think they would move? Did you not care? If you don’t have the skill, should you step back?”

“Th, that’s…”

“Since when did you become so arrogant?”

“……I’m sorry.”

Yoon Jong lowered his head.

Baek Cheon looked at Yoon Jong and the other Hwasan students. Then he looked at the students from other groups. When they saw his eyes, they quickly looked down.

Baek Cheon stood up. Everyone watched him.

They knew Baek Cheon, the leader of Hwasan, was important.

Baek Cheon was more important than Im So-byeong. As the next leader of Hwasan, he had a lot of power.

Since he was angry, no one complained.

Even Dang Pae, Namgung Dowi, and Im So-byeong watched Baek Cheon.

“Everyone…”

Baek Cheon spoke. Everyone flinched, thinking he would yell at them.

But Baek Cheon bowed deeply.

“I’m sorry.”

Everyone stared at Baek Cheon.

It became very quiet.