Return Of The Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 112

The snow and plum blossoms that had covered everything disappeared quickly. It was like a dream.

The people watching were still amazed by the beautiful scene. They just stared at the fighting area. Once the dreamlike scene disappeared, only two people remained standing there.

Two people.

Chung Myung and Jin Geum-ryong.

Everyone held their breath, watching the two.

‘What happened?’

‘Who won?’

Most people hadn’t understood what had happened in the fight. They had only seen the chaotic dance of white snow blossoms and red plum blossoms.

But soon, they would clearly see the result.

Jin Geum-ryong, who had been standing tall, suddenly fell to his knees.

Everything was silent. Only Jin Geum-ryong seemed to move. His bent knees hit the ground, and then his body fell.

Plop!

That strange sound made time move again for Mount Hua.

Baek Cheon stared, eyes wide, at Jin Geum-ryong’s fallen body.

‘Jin Geum-ryong…’

Jin Geum-ryong, who had been like a wall he couldn’t climb, was now beaten and on the ground.

Was Jin Geum-ryong weak?

Absolutely not.

In this fight, Jin Geum-ryong’s power was much stronger than Baek Cheon thought. He showed why he was so sure he would win. Baek Cheon could not have defeated Jin Geum-ryong even if they fought a thousand times.

Yet, that Jin Geum-ryong was now lying on the ground.

Baek Cheon looked to the side.

He saw Chung Myung, who had lowered his sword and was quietly watching Jin Geum-ryong. Everyone, including Baek Cheon, was staring at Chung Myung.

A slight feeling of unease.

And an excitement that came from deep inside.

Everyone watching knew this moment would be talked about for years to come.

As long as Mount Hua and Jongnam existed, people would remember this fight and these names.

This was it. A legend was being made right here.

Yoon Jong said quietly, without thinking.

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

Ten wins in a row.

Chung Myung, the third-level student from Mount Hua, had won ten straight matches against the second-level students from Jongnam. Even against Jin Geum-ryong, the best of Jongnam’s second-level students.

Uh…

Many thoughts raced through his head, but he couldn’t say anything.

All he could do was make a noise and stare at Chung Myung.

Swish.

Chung Myung finally put his wooden sword back at his waist and looked around. People who met his eyes flinched and took a step back.

Then…

He grinned.

Chung Myung, looking around with a smile, slowly opened his mouth.

This Hwajong Tournament is…

Chung Myung paused and then said in a clear, strong voice.

‘Mount Hua wins!’

At that moment, everyone exploded with excitement!

Aaaaargh!

Yoon Jong jumped, watching Baek Cheon shout loudly in front of him.

Yoon Jong had spent a lot of time with Baek Cheon since coming to Mount Hua, but he had never seen Baek Cheon so excited and shouting.

But when he thought about it, it made sense.

Yoon Jong was just a third-level student, so his feelings about Jongnam were not as strong as Baek Cheon’s, who was a second-level student and felt very angry. Jongnam had held Baek Cheon back for at least ten years more than Yoon Jong, and he had also been in the Hwajong Tournament many more times.

So, his emotions at this moment were much stronger than Yoon Jong’s. Yoon Jong already felt dizzy with excitement, so how much more would Baek Cheon feel?

The other second-level students felt the same way.

Aaaargh! We won! We beat Jongnam!

The first win in the Hwajong Tournament! The first win! Those Jongnam guys!

Ten wins in a row! Ten wins in a row! That crazy guy won ten times!

Hahaha! Chung Myung! Chung Myung, you rascal!

They had never won before, so they should have been sad. But seeing the second-level students even happier than the third-level students, Yoon Jong smiled without realizing it.

This is what a group is like.

They might fight sometimes. They might not always be friends. But when they think about Mount Hua, those feelings don’t matter anymore.

Ah, of course.

Aaaaargh! Senior Master! That crazy guy won! He beat Jin Geum-ryong! Aaaaargh!

It’s not like the third-level students were any less excited than the second-level students.

Jo Gul, next to him, grabbed Yoon Jong’s head and shook it hard. He seemed to have gone crazy and wasn’t thinking straight.

P, please let go…

Aaaaargh! Crazy! Crazy! Ten wins! Ten wins! I knew that guy wasn’t human, but damn, ten wins! Crazy guy! Hahaha! That crazy guy, really!

Let go, you jerk!

Even while shouting, Yoon Jong couldn’t stop smiling. Jo Gul had grabbed a fistful of his hair and was shaking his head like crazy, but he couldn’t feel bad. A feeling of joy and strange happiness filled him, making him feel like he couldn’t control himself.

Had he ever felt this way before in his life?

Chung Myung. Good job. You rascal!

He looked at Chung Myung, who was standing in the fighting area.

Chung Myung held his chest tightly.

He held back the blood that wanted to come out of his mouth.

I overdid it a bit.

There was still a big gap between what he knew and what his body could do. He was happy he beat Jin Geum-ryong by using his strongest moves, but he had hurt himself inside by using too much power.

But…

What does it matter?

He could handle this much internal injury. Compared to what he had done, that is.

Before, he was known as the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, a famous fighter. Some people feared him, and some respected him. But even then, had he ever done anything like this?

It’s not like I cut off the Heavenly Demon’s head all by myself.

Everyone in the world knew the name of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint and his fighting skills, but he didn’t have many achievements that people talked about.

Especially not when he was this young.

This fight today would be talked about and remembered for the rest of Chung Myung’s life at Mount Hua.

Was he proud?

No. It’s pure joy.

Chung Myung quickly looked up at the Jongnam side. Seeing them all confused, he felt really good inside.

He felt so good, even plain food would taste amazing!

A cold light flashed in Chung Myung’s eyes as he smiled, his mouth curving up.

The visible victory was important, but what was truly important was that they had fallen for Chung Myung’s plans. Looking at their eyes, which were blank and unfocused even in their confusion, it was certain.

They would never forget this fight. Chung Myung’s sword would be stuck in their minds. Thinking about how this would affect them later, he felt much better.

I told you not to bother me.

Losing now is bad, but losing the future is worse.

Today, Chung Myung had ruined Jongnam’s future.

How is it, Master! Isn’t this enough revenge?

That old man!

Anyway, really!

Chung Myung frowned. Did the Taoist not have any enemies?

He was happy his old master wasn’t alive to see this. If his old master was here, he would say Jongnam did bad things in the past, but these students are not guilty.

Then Chung Myung would be really angry!

This isn’t enough revenge.

Chung Myung looked angrily at Jongnam.

Because the two groups were near each other, there would be many more chances to fight Jongnam. He planned to get revenge little by little, never forgetting.

But for now, this was enough.

With loud cheers from one side and sad looks from the other, Chung Myung turned his head.

Senior Master.

Huh? Oh, yes!

Unam was still confused, and Chung Myung’s words surprised him. Un Am looked around and swallowed hard.

Me? Do I have to do this?

He thought, ‘If not me, who else?’ Un Am made a fist and looked around. Then, with a very happy face (which was unusual for him), he shouted seriously.

I announce that Mount Hua has won the Hwajong Tournament!

The cheers got even louder.

It was a complete mess where the students were standing. They were hugging, jumping, and shouting as loud as they could.

Tsk tsk. No manners at all.

Chung Myung laughed quietly as he watched.

And he turned his head to look at the fallen Jin Geum-ryong. Even though their student was lying on the ground in the fighting area, none of the Jongnam students tried to help him.

No, they probably couldn’t even think straight. They were upset by the shock, something they had never felt before.

Help him up.

…

Wake up!

Chung Myung’s words woke up the Jongnam students, and they finally ran to the fighting area.

Senior Master! Wake up! Senior Master!

To the medical hall! Quickly!

Chung Myung watched the messy fighting area, then turned and went back to where he was standing.

Then, all the students who were watching ran out and towards Chung Myung.

Hehe. Well, look who’s so great now…

Chung Myung didn’t finish his sentence.

Aaaaargh! Chung Myung!

You crazy idiot! You amazing guy!

No way! Who is this guy? Really?

The students all ran to Chung Myung and surrounded him. Feeling the weight of the big guys on top of him, Chung Myung yelled.

Aaaaargh! I’m hurt inside! Hey, you guys! I’m hurt inside!

Hahaha!

Crazy! Crazy!

I’m hurt inside! You guys!

But it seemed that the excited students couldn’t hear anything. The students who had run in all at once pressed down on Chung Myung, pulled him, and slapped him…

Which guy was it just now?

After they bothered him for a while, Chung Myung just managed to get away from the students who had run to him. He wobbled and clicked his tongue.

He felt more hurt by them than he was from the fight.

But.

I don’t feel so bad.

Chung Myung smiled faintly.

Before, he always had to protect Mount Hua’s honor, but he wasn’t often cheered like this. Everyone usually expected Chung Myung to win.

He had come back to life and had hard jobs to do, but because of that, Chung Myung was doing things he never did before.

One thing was certain.

Mount Hua will change because of today’s events.

He had turned the situation around.

The students who felt like they always lost would now be proud. And one day, that pride would help them become better.