Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1072

Clang!

Yoo Iseol frowned slightly.

As she blocked one blade, another came at her, pressing down on her sword. Before she could react, another blade was already flying towards her.

Clang!

The enemy blades clashed quickly, stopping her sword from moving freely. Then, heavy hits came, like they were tying her down and stopping her from moving at all.

In this situation, she couldn’t use the fancy sword moves that Mount Hua was known for.

Even if there were only two or three times more enemies than her, she could find a way to fight back. But with more than ten times the number, it was impossible to win. And they were using their numbers very well.

But!

“Too slow.”

Flash!

Her sword moved back like lightning. Yoo Iseol pulled the sword up, leaving a trail in the air, and slashed out twice as fast as before.

The Black Ghost Squad members opened their eyes wide as they saw the sword flash like lightning. But before they could scream, Yoo Iseol’s sword pierced his neck.

Thwack!

Yoo Iseol instinctively pressed down on the sword in his neck and tried to jump back, but she stopped.

They were waiting for her to jump.

It wasn’t just her who would be in danger. If she was surrounded, her martial siblings would rush in to save her, not caring about their own lives.

She felt the pressure of knowing that her mistake could lead to her friends being killed.

The Black Ghost Squad members ignored their dead friend and swung their blades at Yoo Iseol’s side.

Swish!

Seeing the blades coming, she quickly pulled out the sword from the enemy’s neck and swung it to the left and right.

“No need to panic.”

Clang!

The blades hit her sword and bounced away.

The swordplay of Mount Hua is about illusion and change. It creates many different moves, mixing what is real and fake to confuse the enemy. That is what Mount Hua swordplay is all about.

But that’s not everything.

Flash!

Yoo Iseol’s sword flashed out again and pierced the shoulder of an enemy who was trying to run away.

Thwack!

Their plan was very good. This was the first time that Yoo Iseol and the Mount Hua disciples had fought enemies who could break through their sword moves.

She was confused, and she flinched for a moment. She couldn’t use her footwork as well as she wanted, and she couldn’t freely use the Plum Blossom Sword Technique that she had practiced so much. It was a dangerous situation, more than just ‘bad’.

But Yoo Iseol’s eyes were steady.

Flash!

She stood firmly and swung her sword like a ray of light. It was a very good sword move, without any wasted movement.

“My body already knows.”

This was the first time they had fought enemies who could break through the Mount Hua sword techniques. Yes, the enemy was new.

But the Mount Hua disciples had fought many battles against those who could break through their sword techniques. They had been beaten, but they always got up to fight again.

So, they knew how to fight such enemies, not just in their minds, but in their bodies.

“Martial siblings!”

The Mount Hua sword was strongest when groups were fighting, but not as strong when swords were tangled together.

But these disciples were different.

They focused on the basics very, very strongly. And they practiced fighting all the time, like real battles, which other famous groups didn’t do.

All of that was still in their bodies.

Like steel being hammered to make it stronger, their bodies moved before their minds, killing the enemy.

Clang!

The moment the enemy blade hit the thin sword, it bounced away very easily.

“Strength, internal energy, that’s not everything.”

She knew it in her mind. Strength doesn’t come from just shouting. It’s important to use force well when it’s needed. If you know when to use force, you can make a bigger impact with the same power.

And her body remembered the right time to do that.

All the secrets that had been taught to her were now part of her and were being used.

Snikt!

She cut the neck artery of the enemy who was running away. And she stared at another enemy coming towards her with cold eyes.

“Look at this?”

Im Sohyeong’s eyes widened slightly.

There were clearly more enemies. They were also stronger. That’s why he had made several plans to win, even if he had to get lucky.

But all his plans were useless now.

“They’re getting stronger here?”

That couldn’t be. They were already trained as much as possible. They weren’t beginners, so they couldn’t get much better just from one fight.

They weren’t getting stronger, but they were changing. They were adjusting their footwork, swordplay, and breathing to match the enemy.

It was amazing to see.

Martial arts are a set of rules. They are about being the same. That’s why people learn to draw the sword path correctly first, right?

Training over and over again makes those rules strong. The longer you train, the stronger the rules become. That’s why it’s almost impossible to change the rules once they are set.

But they were doing the impossible. Their rules, which seemed so strong, were bending and changing to fit the enemy.

“Has anyone in the world ever seen anything like this?”

The Demonic Cult and the bishop were a big shock, but this was also shocking in a different way. Anyone who knew what this change meant would be even more shocked.

“I thought they would have gotten stronger in three years, but.”

Since that amazing Chung Myung had trained them, they should have become stronger. There was no way he would be teaching these young people one by one.

But what they were doing was beyond Im Sohyeong’s understanding.

“What on earth did you create, Elder…?”

He felt scared. A sword that could fight in any battle, in any situation. Didn’t that mean a sword with no weaknesses?

Of course, having no weaknesses didn’t mean being perfect…

“At least, they’ll never die without being able to show what they can do.”

Im Sohyeong watched the scene and chuckled.

“…Such a strong person.”

He could feel it from their swords. He knew what the one who had taught them the sword had wanted.

If they had only focused on making the Mount Hua sword stronger, someone would have died or been badly hurt when the sword was broken for the first time.

They were able to block and hold on because they had learned a sword that could fight in any situation. They wanted to push the enemy and knock them down, but their swords were also good at protecting their own lives.

That was hard to do. He couldn’t imagine how they had learned such a sword.

He could feel a strong feeling that was scary. Im Sohyeong knew where that feeling was coming from.

“You’re being too greedy…?”

Im Sohyeong shook his head and then smiled. In any case, it was good for him to have more options.

“Let’s see.”

Chung Myung was in the middle, with the Five Swords, including Baek Cheon, around him. And between Chung Myung and the Five Swords, Un Geom and Hae Yeon, Tang Soso and Nangong Dowi, and Im Sohyeong were there to help those in front.

The people inside were not all equally strong, but it didn’t matter. Right now, they were like holding a strong shield.

“Then shall we push them a little harder?”

Whoosh!

He waved his fan. The energy from the fan went over Yoon Jong’s back, pushing back the enemies coming from the front.

“Let’s make some space to fight by making the gap a little bigger!”

As soon as he said that, the Five Swords stepped forward.

This meant they had to fight more enemies, but they also had more room to move.

“Dieee!”

Jo Gul used his special move, a storm of attacks, against the Black Ghost Squad members. Many sword energies hit those coming in, one after another.

The space in front was empty for a moment, but Jo Gul looked around instead of running forward.

Flash!

He quickly swung his sword at an enemy coming towards Yoon Jong.

The Black Ghost Squad member was surprised by the sword and turned his head, but Jo Gul’s sword was twice as fast.

Thwack!

“Guh…”

The sword went through his neck and came out the other side. The Black Ghost Squad member fell to the ground, bleeding from the mouth.

“No need to thank me.”

“Just do your job, you idiot!”

“…Even when I help, I get yelled at.”

He used the space he had made to help others, not to kill the enemy. Unlike Jo Gul.

Im Sohyeong’s eyes became sharper.

Maybe the Plum Blossom Fortress was too small for them to fight well. How could a group of bandits have made them use all their skills?

“You’ve created monsters.”

Im Sohyeong looked around the battlefield. The situation was still not good. Even if a few enemies had died, it wasn’t enough.

Im Sohyeong looked at Mankum Daebu.

“You’ve created a hell where being impatient means death?”

Im Sohyeong held his fan tightly.

“But it seems like it’s the same for you?”

The one who moves first loses. He thought this was more of a battle of nerves than a real battle. Im Sohyeong glanced back.

“That’s right.”

Chung Myung had his eyes closed. He looked relaxed, which didn’t seem right for the battlefield. But he wasn’t just resting. He was meditating.

He was using his energy to get ready to fight again as soon as possible.

How could he use his energy and breathe properly while standing on a battlefield where swords were flying and weapons were being thrown? It was impossible without knowing that those around him would block any attack.

“He’s insane.”

Im Sohyeong chuckled and looked at Mankum Daebu again.

Mankum Daebu was probably watching this. Just knowing that Chung Myung was using his energy would put him under a lot of pressure.

“Now, let’s see who is braver.”

Im Sohyeong smiled and stared at Mankum Daebu.