Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 776

If You Fall Behind, You're Dead! (6)

“You disrespectful little…!”

Anyone would be angry! This young swordsman, probably still a boy, dared to say those words to his face.

Ganam-pyeong’s eyes narrowed, and a dangerous light appeared in them.

“Let’s see if you can still talk big when you are full of holes!”

A cold tension filled the air between them.

“Th-that…”

Jo Seung, who was close to Cheong-myeong, spoke in a trembling voice.

“E-Elder! We have to stop him.”

“Huh?”

Cheong-myeong glanced at Jo Seung, seeming to ask, ‘Why are you here?’ then tilted his head.

“Why?”

“That’s… Ganam-pyeong! He’s famous around Jang Gang… a really strong fighter!”

“…Huh?”

“He’s very good with his Dao, and his hand techniques are also famous. Many pirate groups tried to get him to join, but he refused because he didn’t want to work for anyone. I never thought he’d start his own pirate group…”

Jo Seung swallowed hard, looking anxious.

“That Ganam-pyeong is much stronger than the other pirates in Jang Gang. He even killed a master from one of the Nine Sects once and got away. He’s that strong and dangerous.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes! I wondered how a new pirate group got so many people… It seems Ganam-pyeong had people he was training already.”

“Heeeuuuum.”

Cheong-myeong looked at Ganam-pyeong strangely.

“He doesn’t look so great to me.”

“I’m wondering about that too. Ganam-pyeong is good at fighting, but I didn’t think he was good at managing things… When did he prepare all this…?”

“Does he have a lot of money?”

“Yes?”

“I’m asking if he has a lot of money.”

“…What money would a homeless person have?”

“Is that so?”

Cheong-myeong’s eyes narrowed.

‘A homeless person has this many warriors and is feeding this many people?’

Once a pirate group is running, they can use the money they steal, but at first, you have to spend a lot of money.

But a new pirate group is supporting this many people?

“Someone must be giving him a lot of money to do this.”

Cheong-myeong tapped his cheek.

“Well, we’ll find out if we search… More than that, this place is strange. I thought it was just a sandbar, so why call it an island? But it really is an island.”

“E, Elder! This isn’t the time to look at that. That person is going to die, you know?”

“Who? Sa-go? Or that Ganam-pyeong or Namsaeng or whatever his name is?”

“…Yes?”

Cheong-myeong chuckled.

“Don’t worry so much. Sa-go is strong enough to beat him.”

“D-daoshi, I don’t think you know Ganam-pyeong very well…”

“Do you know our Sa-go well?”

“…Yes?”

“We both don’t know each other, right?”

Jo Seung looked doubtful. Cheong-myeong shrugged, seeing his confused expression.

“D-daoshi, are you really okay with this?”

“Okay with what… Huh?”

Then Cheong-myeong tilted his head.

“Wait a minute.”

“Yes?”

“You’re the guy who ran away cursing at me earlier, right?”

“…Yes?”

“Haha. I almost forgot. Come here.”

“…”

Jo Seung’s warning, though meant to help, might have just made things worse.

“Hoo!”

Ganam-pyeong took a short breath and swung his Dao.

A Dao is like a heavy sword, good for hitting hard. Ganam-pyeong’s curved sword was made for stabbing.

Those who are good with hand techniques must be ready to fight in the water. A heavy Dao is not good in the water.

A heavy Dao is good for chaotic battles, and a sword that can stab is good for fighting in the water.

His curved sword was made for both.

Whooooosh!

A chilling wail came from the hole in the sword each time it moved.

Ganam-pyeong stabbed with terrifying speed and swung the sword again. He made many cuts in a moment. It was hard to believe he was just a homeless person.

To be famous in the Jang Gang means you are very skilled. Ganam-pyeong’s sword proved he deserved his reputation.

The outstretched sword stopped just in front of Yoo Iseol. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was just showing off.

But Ganam-pyeong looked angry, while Yoo Iseol was calm. The situation was not what it seemed.

‘This bastard!’

Ganam-pyeong became more careful.

Each time he stretched out his sword, Yoo Iseol moved back just far enough to avoid it. She knew exactly how far he could reach and moved only as much as she needed to.

She was very confident and bold to do this.

The fact that she was so calm made Ganam-pyeong even angrier.

But he calmed down. Getting angry in a fight is dangerous.

‘He’s still young and doesn’t have much experience.’

He knew her skills after just a few moves. If they fought ten times, he would only win two or three times.

But with his experience, those few chances are all he needs to win.

Whooooosh!

Ganam-pyeong’s sword went for Yoo Iseol’s neck again.

Yoo Iseol moved back just out of reach.

Whooooosh! Whoooooooooosh!

He stabbed again and again, but it seemed pointless.

‘Hmm?’

Cheong-myeong smiled strangely.

“He’s playing tricks.”

Ganam-pyeong heard this and stretched out his sword again. Yoo Iseol moved back as expected.

But Ganam-pyeong’s sword suddenly stretched out further and went for Yoo Iseol’s neck. Her eyes wide, Yoo Iseol jumped back.

“Taaaat!”

But Ganam-pyeong didn’t let her escape. The energy from his sword flew towards her neck.

Yoo Iseol quickly blocked with her sword.

Kaga-ga-gak!

The energy hit the sword and went to the side.

Crack!

She wasn’t hurt, but the force of the energy made her wrist hurt.

Paaaat!

Ganam-pyeong did not stop attacking. He ran straight at her. He kicked up the sand, making a thick, yellow cloud that rushed towards Yoo Iseol. It was like a wave of dust, making it hard to see and breathe.

“Kuh.”

Yoo Iseol usually showed no emotion. But for a moment, she looked confused.

Baek Cheon saw this and was surprised.

‘What’s wrong? Why does my martial sister look like that?’ Baek Cheon wondered.

Ganam-pyeong was strong, but Yoo Iseol seemed like she could beat him easily. It was like something was stopping her from fighting her best.

Yoo Iseol is always calm. The fact she looked confused showed something was wrong.

“It’s about how far his blade reaches,” Chung Myung said.

“Huh?” Baek Cheon asked, still watching the fight. He didn’t even turn his head.

“That ringing sound from his sword,” Chung Myung explained. “It’s like sound magic. If you hear it for too long, it messes you up inside.”

“…” Baek Cheon listened carefully.

“And that guy,” Chung Myung continued, pointing at Ganam-pyeong with his chin. “He’s changing how far his sword goes all the time. He’s trying to trick her eyes and ears. Pretty smart, huh?” Chung Myung smirked.

Even kicking up the sand was part of his plan.

Ganam-pyeong probably didn’t think such small tricks would work on someone like Yoo Iseol. But what if they all added up? Shaking her ears and confusing her eyes could make her make a mistake.

“Filthy…” Baek Cheon muttered.

“In a fight, anything goes. It’s better to live dirty than die clean,” Chung Myung replied.

“…” Baek Cheon nodded silently. He had said it without thinking, but he had fought in many battles and knew Chung Myung was right.

“What do you think? Should I go help her?” Chung Myung asked.

“Don’t be silly,” Baek Cheon said firmly.

“My martial sister won’t lose to someone like that.”

“Hmph.” Chung Myung smiled quietly.

“How do you like that sound?!” Ganam-pyeong roared. He wasn’t just excited. He was trying to confuse Yoo Iseol with his loud voice.

There were two ways to beat someone stronger than you. You could become stronger, or you could make them weaker.

Putting bells on a sword to make sound attacks and confuse people was an old trick used by unusual groups.

His Ghost Cry Blade was a better version of those tricks. Every time he moved, the blade made sounds that shook the other person’s energy inside their body.

Someone who knew a lot about unusual fighting styles might be able to stop it, but Yoo Iseol probably didn’t know much about that.

Also, she thought fighting was about clean, perfect moves. So, she would be confused by his blade, which changed its power and length all the time.

And then…

Whirr!

His blade cut Yoo Iseol’s arm just below her shoulder. The cloth tore, and blood slowly stained it red.

Whirr!

Another cut appeared on her side.

The blade that hadn’t even touched her before was now cutting her body.

‘A little more,’ Ganam-pyeong thought.

You had to be careful when you were hunting someone.

If you got too excited, they might attack you back. He had time, so he just needed to take it slow and catch her.

‘I’ll kill you first!’ A cold, angry feeling filled Ganam-pyeong’s eyes.

“Haaah!”

Ganam-pyeong shouted and pushed his sword out again, putting his energy into the shout.

Clang!

Before his blade could even go all the way out, Yoo Iseol’s sword hit it and turned it away.

“Kuh!”

But Ganam-pyeong didn’t worry. He pulled his blade back and pushed it out again.

Clang!

But it was the same again. Before it could go out, Yoo Iseol’s sword moved to block where his sword was going and pushed it away.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

No matter how many times he pushed his blade out, the same thing happened. Before the blade could go even halfway, Yoo Iseol pushed her sword out as if she knew what was coming and stopped it.

Ganam-pyeong stepped back, very surprised and scared. He looked at Yoo Iseol with fear in his eyes. She looked calm again and spoke.

“I think I understand it now.”

“…”

“The sound, the distance, the feeling. It doesn’t matter if the blade doesn’t go all the way out.”

“Wh-what…”

So, she was stopping it before the blade got long?

Was that even possible?

For that to work, her sword would have to be twice as fast as Ganam-pyeong’s blade.

Starting later, but winning.

Because it meant the sword that moved later would go farther than his blade.

“Th-that can’t be! Raaah!”

Ganam-pyeong screamed and pushed his blade out again. This scream wasn’t a sound attack. It was a real scream because he was desperate.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

But his blade still couldn’t go where it was supposed to go. Every time he pushed his blade, her sword flew in like a ghost and stopped it.

He used all his energy to push the blade faster, but her sword was always there before his blade could reach its target.

“Aaargh!”

Now, Ganam-pyeong’s movements looked like he was having a fit.

If she’s blocking, then I just need to push harder!

There’s no way she has more energy than me…

At that moment…

Whirr.

Yoo Iseol turned her body, smoothly moving Ganam-pyeong’s blade to the side.

Then, like a butterfly, she floated forward and pushed her sword out.

The world slowed down.

Ganam-pyeong knew he was going to die. He realized something at that moment.

‘He’s… gone?’

The Black Hair Demon was nowhere to be seen.

The Black Hair Demon, who had been fighting with him, was gone.

‘Wh-where?’

Gone.

A strong fighter like the Black Hair Demon would be easy to see. But he and his helpers, who had made the waterway with him, were not there.

“That bastard…”

Thwack.

Before he could finish his sentence, Yoo Iseol’s sword cut through Ganam-pyeong’s neck.

Whoosh.

Ganam-pyeong’s head flew into the air without a sound.

In the spinning world, Ganam-pyeong saw it clearly.

On the other side of the island.

The Black Hair Demon and his group were letting the river carry them away from the island.

‘He tricked m…’

The world went black.

Anger and hate are for the living.

Ganam-pyeong was dead and couldn’t be angry anymore.

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]

Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] Chung Myung, the legendary Plum Blossom Swordmaster of Mount Hua, awakens after a hundred years of slumber only to find his once-mighty sect reduced to ruins. With unwavering determination, he disguises himself as a young disciple and embarks on a mission to restore Mount Hua to its former glory. From training new disciples to facing lifelong enemies, Chung Myung must revive the sect while uncovering dark conspiracies that threaten the martial world. "Return of Mount Hua Sect" is an epic tale of resurgence, sacrifice, and fierce battles that will shake the world!

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