Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 765

“What is this!”

“Get out of the way, raaaah!”

A garden of red plum blossoms appeared before their eyes. The small flowers quickly bloomed into full, beautiful blossoms. Then, they scattered everywhere like snowflakes in the wind.

The bandits were shocked. They saw something unbelievable and quickly moved back.

But they were being pushed back even faster than they were moving. Soon, the flying petals began to cut at the bandits.

“Aaaaaaargh!”

Plum blossom sword energy pierced some bandits, and they fell down.

“What kind of swordsmanship is this…?”

They had seen it before, but this time it was different.

The Mount Hua disciples used plum blossoms with great power. It was less like swordsmanship and more like a strong wave.

And that wasn’t all.

“Eatcha!”

Chung Myung jumped into the air. He twisted his body and pushed off the empty space, flying towards the bandits like a cannonball.

“Eurachaaa!”

Kwaaaang!

As he came down, he kicked the bandit in front of him right in the stomach.

The bandit spun around and hit the bandits behind him. This sent them flying and bouncing away.

“This!”

It was an amazing sight. But instead of being scared and running, the bandits charged at Chung Myung. They held up their harpoons and swung their sickles.

It was easier to attack Chung Myung, who was right in front of them. It was too hard to attack the others hidden by the plum blossom sword energy.

“Die!”

“We’ll skewer you!”

Chung Myung’s eyes shone as he saw the weapons coming toward him.

Clang!

The weapons flew toward Chung Myung, but they hit each other in the air. They became tangled together with a loud sound.

‘What?’

‘Where…?’

At that moment…

“Aaaaaaargh!”

The attackers screamed and fell to the ground, holding their feet. The backs of their ankles were cut deeply, and red blood poured out.

Tap tap tap!

“What is it!”

“It’s the ground!”

“Aaaaaaargh!”

The bandits fell like rice stalks being cut down. Chung Myung lowered himself and moved like a swallow, cutting the bandits’ ankles.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

The bandits’ Achilles tendons were cut. They screamed like animals and were thrown away.

“Fall back!”

“Damn it! Don’t fall back, stab him, you morons!”

“Aaaaargh!”

The bandits tried to run away, but others tried to charge. They got in each other’s way, and there was chaos. Above them, the plum blossom sword energy from the Mount Hua disciples bloomed like clouds and fell down.

“Eatcha!”

Chung Myung pushed off the ground and shot forward.

The bandits in front of him turned pale and tried to run, but they couldn’t escape the destruction.

Tap tap tap!

Chung Myung stepped on the bandits’ knees, stomach, and shoulders, moving upward.

Kwaang!

He stepped on a bandit’s face, and the bandit fell without a sound. Chung Myung spun his body and flew high into the sky.

“Taah!”

The Dark Plum Sword moved in the air. A red plum blossom formed at its tip.

A plum blossom, brighter than any before, bloomed like a dream. It fell on the bandits’ heads.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

The petals cut through the bandits’ bodies. It was a cruel scene with blood and screams, but it was also beautiful. The people watching felt strange because of the contrast.

“Monster…”

“Where did a guy like that come from…?”

Tap.

Chung Myung landed on the ground and tilted his head.

“I think I’m starting to warm up.”

“……”

“Now then…”

Chung Myung smiled strangely.

“Let’s continue.”

He charged forward like lightning again.

“Oooooooh!”

The Mount Hua disciples, led by Hye-yeon, followed him like angry ghosts.

Wham!

The sword moved lightly.

His fingers were tingling from the poison, but his sword did not shake.

Thwack!

“Krrr…”

The bandit’s chest was pierced. He coughed up blood and fell.

Baek Cheon took back his sword and shook off the blood. He stood up straight.

Chung Myung was ahead, surrounded by bandits.

But it wasn’t really a fair fight. It was like a tiger surrounded by rabbits.

“These bastards, why are they throwing harpoons so rudely!”

Chung Myung was annoyed and smashing the bandits to pieces.

‘Damn it!’

Baek Cheon bit his lip.

He saw this often, so he didn’t always realize how important it was. But after fighting without Chung Myung, he understood. It was amazing.

The place where Chung Myung fought was always where the enemy focused. It was where the battle was most intense. He drew everyone’s attention and took the most dangerous attacks. Just having Chung Myung there reduced the attacks on the others by half.

Was it perfect planning? Or just a natural talent?

He didn’t know. Baek Cheon couldn’t even guess. But he knew that Chung Myung always fought in the most dangerous place.

Knowing this made him feel embarrassed.

‘All talk.’

Baek Cheon used to say that to Chung Myung. But not anymore. He said these words to himself.

‘I am…’

“What are you doing, spacing out! Focus!”

“……”

Baek Cheon shook his head to clear his mind when he heard the voice.

“Alright, you bastard!”

Baek Cheon gritted his teeth, gripped his sword, and charged at the bandit.

“Chaeju-nim!”

“Hmm.”

Janpo Heukeo’s eyes began to shake.

‘What is it? That guy?’

The battle had changed. It wasn’t just that they had one more strong person.

It was like a dragon moving on the battlefield. The battle changed quickly. But when that guy appeared, the battle moved in his direction.

‘Those guys’ movements have changed too.’

The Mount Hua disciples were always strong.

They could cut through the dark iron nets used to capture the masters who came to the water camp. That showed how skilled they were.

The water camp was always being attacked.

The bandits couldn’t know who was on board until they got on the ship. They couldn’t plan ahead.

That’s why they had problems with the masters who traveled the Yangtze River. They lost a lot each time. The dark iron nets were used to capture those masters.

They spent a lot of money on those nets.

But the nets were worth it. They were much heavier and stronger than regular iron. Even sword masters couldn’t cut them easily. The cost of the nets was less than the cost of losing to the masters.

But these young disciples were cutting through the nets. They were strong.

But no matter how strong they were, they didn’t have much experience. They would make mistakes. For example, they had been winning easily until recently.

But everything changed when that guy appeared.

“This is such bullshit…”

Janpo Heukeo gritted his teeth.

The Yangtze River Gorge was dangerous. The water flowed quickly and created whirlpools. Even big ships couldn’t go there.

It was like a battle that changed quickly.

But the people who lived on the Yangtze River saw it sometimes. Old boatmen could travel through the rough water in a small boat.

It was hard to understand. They could feel the water with their fingertips because they had lived there their whole lives.

Now, he could see that skill in the young man who was fighting on the battlefield.

‘Is this even possible?’

Genius? That was a joke. It wasn’t just talent.

That was…

“Chaeju-nim!”

Janpo Heukeo came back to his senses when he heard the voice.

“Ugh…”

He made a face and bit his lip. He couldn’t think about this now.

“What are you doing, you useless bastards! Take care of that guy right now! Right now!”

“Yes!”

The men behind Janpo Heukeo jumped toward Chung Myung.

“Hmm?”

Chung Myung noticed and looked over.

“Youuuu!”

A dark harpoon with a blue light flew quickly.

It could pierce a person or even a rock.

It showed that this was not just a group of bandits. It was a water camp of the Janggang Suro Sibpalchae, one of the Shinju Opae that ruled the world.

Whoosh!

The wind howled. Chung Myung’s eyes darkened.

Wham!

The Dark Plum Sword shot out quickly.

Thwack!

It hit the side of the harpoon. Chung Myung jumped back and twisted his sword.

Thwoom!

The harpoon changed direction slightly. It missed Chung Myung, but it tore his clothes.

A red line appeared on Chung Myung’s side. But the person with the harpoon couldn’t be happy.

Chung Myung was closer than the harpoon. He was smiling strangely.

Thwack! Thwack!

His wrists were cut and blood came out. All the muscles in his elbows were cut.

“Kraaah!”

The bandit screamed in pain and threw himself backward.

But Chung Myung never let an enemy escape.

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword followed the bandit and moved like a snake. The bandit’s knees were cut off.

“Kuh…”

The bandit’s ligaments were cut. He screamed and rolled on the floor.

“Hoo… Hoo… Hoo…”

Thud. Thud.

Chung Myung walked closer with his sword down. The bandit’s eyes were full of fear.

The bandit’s fearful eyes met Chung Myung’s emotionless eyes.

“Sa, save…”

Whack!

Chung Myung cut off the bandit’s head without hesitation.

The body fell to the ground, and the head rolled. Red blood poured out.

Splatter!

Chung Myung shook off the blood and looked at the bandits around him.

“This bastard…”

The bandits were about to say something, but Chung Myung kicked off the ground again.

He didn’t need to talk in battle. Chung Myung had a strange smile on his face. Plum blossom sword energy poured from his sword.