Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 210

The poison emitted by the flames reaches great heights in the sky.

Tang Wei’s mouth just opened at sight.

“How… just how?”

Chung Myung smiled at Tang Wei.

It would be ridiculous.

The Samadhi Dvesha Fire, a symbol of a master’s height, is…… Who would have thought that such a thing could happen?

In fact, this Samadhi Dvesha Fire technique does not necessitate a great deal of internal strength. What matters is your skill and understanding, not your internal strength. Through repetition training, the key is to be able to freely operate internal strength.

Chung Myung achieved an unrivaled level of internal strength operations that cannot be matched anywhere in the world.

‘I am still Plum Blossom Sword Saint.’

It’s a little odd for the current him to say it.

In any case, using Samadhi Dvesha Fire on Chung Myung was not difficult.

If the body’s energy cannot purify itself, simply burning the poison will suffice. He burned the alcohol the other day, just like that.

Chung Myung turns to face Tang Wei.

A smirk of laughter accompanies his surprised expression.

“You’re like frogs in a well.”

Tang Bo attempted to break down the Sichuan Tang Family’s closed nature. He believed they could never be world rulers if they practiced their own martial arts in the name of Sichuan’s ruler.

However, based on Tang Wei, the Tang Family appears to have remained unchanged even after 100 years.

“Then I’ll make it different.”

Even if it means breaking Tang Wei’s head.

Chung Myung approached Tang Wei slowly, wielding a sword.

Tang Wei stepped back quickly and sprayed Chung Myung with Seven-Step Soul Chasing Sand from his sleeve.

“D- Die! You monster!”

Paseseu.

The blown san fluttered against Chung Myung’s body.

“Oh, ptoo!”

Chung Myung spit out the sand that had found its way into his mouth.

“Eii, you’re so dirty.”

Tang Wei looked around with blank eyes.

The monster shakes off the sand containing Seven-Step Soul Chasing Sand poison, which, like ordinary sand, is said to cause death even before the enemy takes seven steps. It appeared so insignificant that it was disappointing.

“Poison….The poison of Tang Family…….”

Tang Wei screamed.

“No way! This can’t be happening! Uoohhh!”

Poison of various kinds oozes from his sleeve.

Black and red smoke, fresh blue liquid, and purple poison swooped down on Chung Myung. With that powerful momentum, even the Tang family member who was watching the duel was terrified and moved further back.

On the other hand, Chung Myung tore through the cloud-like poison with his hands and beat the poison pouring down like rain with a sword.

“I’m saying it’s useless.”

A soothing tone of voice.

“Y- Youuu!”

Tang Wei erupted in a fit of rage.

‘How! How could this have happened? ‘

He can’t keep losing like this.

Even if he loses, he cannot lose in this manner.

If he loses like this, he loses his entire reason for being.

To be refused.

By everything he has erected.

If the poison he has trained for his entire life is rendered useless, and even the insight that became his last pride is denied, why does he exist as a warrior?

“I! I can’t end up like this!”

With two rage-filled eyes, Tang Wei pulls a hidden weapon from his sleeve.

The sharpened dagger flies at breakneck speed towards Chung Myung.

Chung Myung uses his Plum Sword to sever the flying dagger.

‘Weak.’

Chung Myung’s face was twisted.

The flying dagger is extremely fast. It didn’t have a strange trick like Tang Gun ak’s dagger art, nor did he demonstrate the skill he had gained through constant training.

“Youuuu!”

Tang Wei’s fingertips release more than a dozen coins.

Dangmunjon.

In the Tang Family, it is a common term for coins that are used as a hidden weapons.

Tang Bo had previously used Dangmunjon, which was filthy.

He was proud of it despite being asked to look after it, claiming it was proof of his training. However, Dangmunjon, which is flying towards Chung Myung, is very clean right now. Because it hasn’t been used much, it appears to be a brand new coin.

Chung Myung’s face has become distorted.

Tang Bo’s status in the past and Tang Wei’s status now are identical.

Tang Wei shook the Tang Family with his Senate Wonju status, and Tang Bo was no less than a foreigner who left the Tang Family, but they both served as Tang Family Elder Taesangro.

But what’s the distinction between these levels?

“Foolish!”

With a single stroke, Chung Myung’s sword slashed through the flying Dangmunjon.

Is this the Tang Family’s hidden weapon technique that frightened even Chung Myung, the world-famous Plum Blossom Sword Saint?

‘What if Tang Bo was right across from him right now?’

The current Chung Myung would have been annihilated in under three seconds.

Chung Myung can’t believe he was pretending to be the Tang Family’s elder with such abilities.

He began to become enraged.

‘I’m sure you didn’t want to see this.’

Tang Bo realized that if the Tang Family believed poison was omnipotent and studied poison, the Tang Family would eventually regress.

And this is the Tang Family’s future that Tang Bo never wanted to see.

“If you don’t understand with your head, I’ll make you understand with your body!”

Chung Myung charged into Tang Wei, slicing through the flying daggers. Tang Wei’s face was puzzled when he saw the scene.

“Wooahhh! I’m not going to looose!”

Tang Wei’s sleeves were strewn with daggers and poison. Poison and dagger rose into the sky and began to rain down.

“Thousand Flowers?”

“It’s Thousand Flowers!”

Chung Myung’s ear is pierced by the sound of surprise from the audience.

‘No, you moron!’

Thousand Flowers is considered one of the Tang family’s two greatest legends, along with the intangible poison. Tang Wei will be unable to use it.

Tang Bo previously displayed an unfinished Thousand Flowers that was beautiful enough to transport the viewer into a fantasy.

Right.

The world is covered in petals rain.

It’s as if…

‘Be very careful! Tang Clan! ‘

It’s just a similar imitation, but… he’s the only person on the planet who can do it right now.

Tang Bo gives the Tang family a gift and a heart that will last hundreds of years!

Daggers and poison rained down from the sky like rain. In the midst of the poison and dagger rain, Chung Myung simply lifted the sword.

Chung Myung closed his eyes quietly, pointing his sword at the sky, as if the poison and daggers didn’t exist.

It’s trembling.

Chung Myung’s sword edge begins to tremble incessantly.

It didn’t take long for countless plum blossoms to bloom from the tip of the sword.

Only one flower. Yet another.

Soon after, the number of plum blossoms increased to hundreds, covering the entire stage.

“Ah….”

Tang Gun ak unintentionally opened his mouth and went insane at sight.

‘It is…’

Something is amiss with the sword Chung Myung displayed during their duel.

Tang Gun ak’s instincts, though he can’t be certain, were screaming at him not to miss this sword.

‘Is this a dream?’

Plum blossoms are in bloom.

The plum blossoms that had bloomed all over the mountain blew their petals all at once in the warm wind that was blowing from somewhere.

The poison and daggers are poured onto the myriad of plum leaves.

And!

Swaek! Swaeaek!

The rain of daggers, which had been falling with great force, lost momentum when it collided with the fragile petals of plum blossom and bounced off powerlessly.

Dokdo wields daggers.

Nothing can penetrate the plum dance.

“Ahh…”

Tang Wei stood there staring at the scene, his hands dangling.

The poison and daggers helplessly bounce off.

And!

Blooming.

Blowing their petals into the sky are the plum blossoms that bloom and bloom indifferently.

Tang Wei’s sky was quickly filled with the petals of plum blossoms.

Petal Sky-Rain.

Some petals gently rise and swim, while others fall precariously and with unbroken changes. Some of them fell to the floor in a straight line and just stayed there, gracefully dancing.

Hundreds of thousands of petals covering the sky change color.

Rain of petals.

And it was the petals’ dance.

“Wha.. How?”

Tang Wei lets out a desperate scream that will never be heard again.

“How dare youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The petals that had suddenly covered the world flew toward Tang Wei.

“Euaaaaaa!”

Tang Wei frantically shook both hands and bounced off the flying petals.

It was so fast that his sleeves were barely visible.

Kakakang!

The sleeves, which had been charged with energy and hardened to the strength of steel, lashed out at the delicate petals as they were.

Too many petals flew at him for two human arms to stop.

Sogok.

“Keuk!”

Small cuts are formed when the petals are rubbed against the side.

Puuk!

“Kkeukk!”

The petals that land on the back sever the skin.

“I…I!”

Tang Wei’s eyes were red.

“I’m Tang Wei of the Tang Family!”

Tang Wei’s entire body is covered in swirling petals.

“Euaaakkkkk!”

Tang Wei was no longer visible. Only his desperate screams could be heard throughout the room.

Seururuk.

Simultaneously, the petals that appeared to swirl around the world melt like snow in the spring sun.

Seururuk.

Chung Myung returned the sword to its sheath.

He then raised his head and gazed at the person in front of him.

Wei Tang

With half-opened eyes, he stared blankly at Chung Myung.

All of the clothes were ripped to shreds a long time ago. There were numerous minor wounds visible through the gap on the body.

Tang Wei’s mouth barely opened.

“…this sword?”

“Sky-Rain of Petal.” (Petal refers to plum blossom; the earlier technique was used by Chung Myung, right? But it was written differently here.)

“… Sky-Rain of Petal. This… this is the sword of Mount Hua.”

“Huh….”

Chung Myung scratched the back of his neck several times.

In Chung Myung’s words, Tang Bo demonstrated a sword mixed with the heart of Thousand Flowers.

It is Mount Hua’s sword, but it is also a Tang Family technique.

Tang Wei, on the other hand, is unaware of this.

“Really….”

Tang Wei’s body slowly collapses.

“It was like a dream… that sword…”

Flop.

Tang Wei collapsed to the ground.

Chung Myung’s eyes shone coldly at the same time.

‘Now that I’ve done this man justice, Tang Gaju nim will take care of it.’

Chung Myung can make a bet and knock Tang Wei in front of people all he wants, but in the end, it’s all up to Tang Family’s will.

Chung Myung can only do so much.

Bringing Tang Wei to his knees and destroying his martial arts. And just to demonstrate how ineffective the Senate is in front of so many people.

Chung Myung turned to face the Tang Family members, including Tang Gaju.

“What do you think?”

Tang Gun ak’s expression was complicated and subtle when he looked at him.

But only for a short time.

He took a deep breath, looked Chung Myung in the eyes, and said.

“This is the victory of Mount Hua Divine Dragon, Chung Myung Sohyup!”

Not a particularly loud yell.

The sky is clear.

It was a turning point in the Tang family’s history. There was some awkwardness and some expectations mixed in.

Chung Myung looked up at the sky, perplexed by the strange mixture.

‘Is this sufficient?’

He lowered his head with a bitter smile after gazing up at the sky for a long time.

‘You’re not going to hear me.’

‘I know.’

‘Everything they say is a figment of my imagination.’

‘The dead don’t speak, and the dead don’t come back.’

‘It’s only.’

Only Chung Myung, who fell into a different world by himself because he couldn’t die when he needed to, can hold on to his regret and reflect on the past.

Chung Myung lowered his head and looked at his Sahyung.

And inwardly whispered.

‘Don’t worry, you cretin.’

‘I’ll look after Tang Family on occasion.’

‘Of course not for free.’

Chung Myung was about to walk down the stage, a bitter expression on his face.

– Thank you very much. Hyung nim, a Taoist.

Chung Myung turned around without realizing it.

Tang, Bo

Tang Bo is smiling at him as brightly as he did when he was alive.

But, like an illusion, the figure vanished.

Squeeze.

Chung Myung, who has his fist clenched, closes his eyes slightly.

The ongoing relationship came to an end here. In this life, he kept a promise he had not kept in his previous life.

So…

‘Comfortably close your eyes.’

‘This is for you.’

‘You are my one and only friend.’