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Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 266

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When he saw Mount Hua’s disciples rushing madly, Gwa Kwan So flinched.

‘Are these cretins truly mindless?’

This place is of Shaolin.

It is said to be the most sacred place on the planet for a martial artist and the most powerful sect in the current Kangho.

He didn’t want to lose momentum, so he gathered strength in his stomach and endured it, hoping Mount Hua would follow suit at the appropriate time. They, too, do not want to cause problems here.

But what exactly is going on?

‘Why is there no retreat?’

The disciples of Mount Hua are unafraid.

As soon as that Chung Myung or whatever gave orders, they became like an army led by a general…..

No, they were simply rushing like a boar who had planned ahead of time.

“Don’t back off!”

Gwa Kwan So, who had already determined that it was irreversible, clenched his teeth and yelled.

Then he gulped, his gaze fixed on those who had rushed in.

Those at the front were clearly out of the ordinary.

“Go! Sasuk! Sago! Sahyung!”

With a shout from behind, Baek Chun, Yoo Iseol, Yoon Jong, and Jo Gol rushed to the disciples of the Hainan Sect.

Of course, they didn’t have a sword in their hands, but the spirit they exuded was the same.

Yoon Jong nudged Baek Chun’s shoulder, who was running straight to Gwa Kwan So at the time.

“What is it!”

“I’ll take care of that punk, Sasuk!”

“There’s always top and bottom, does Sasuk wanted to steal from this Sajil?”

“There is no top and bottom in Mount Hua!”

“That’s quite right. You damn thing!”

Baek Chun pushed Yoon Jong’s hand away and returned to Gwa Kwan So.

“Are these guys looking down on me?”

Gwa Kwan So’s eyes erupted in flames.

He was proud of himself as the Hainan Sect’s greatest disciple. But he couldn’t take it anymore because Mount Hua was fighting in front of his eyes.

“I’ll kill you! You pretty boy!”

Gwa Kwan So charged toward Baek Chun, his anger boiling over the top of his head.


Gwa Kwan So’s fist flew toward Baek Chun’s face, embracing the fist qi (()).

A move that will not embarrass Hainan Sect!

It was the peak of Mountain Dew Fist (격랑세(激浪勢)).

It was such a powerful blow that even his most illustrious disciples couldn’t easily counter it.

But, unfortunately, it was Baek Chun who confronted him.

Baek Chun lightly waved his hand when he saw Gwa Kwan So’s fist.

His gently swung arm gripped Gwa Kwan So’s wrist and pushed it aside.


Gwa Kwan So’s fist was deflected sideways with a light gesture as it flew toward the opponent’s face.

‘Wait, what is this?’

And an image of Baek Chun with his back twisted appeared in his mind.

The body twisted and rotated at the same time.

Soon, the powerful fists cut through the air and neatly lodged on Gwa Kwan So’s lower jaw.


A fist was thrown at someone’s face, and a strange sound was heard, as if it were beating a large drum.

Gwa Kwan So was unable to scream and bounced back. His body spun and flew away like a top before collapsing into the wall.


The disciples of Hainan came to a complete halt.

Their gaze is drawn to Gwa Kwan So, who is stuck in the back.

‘What is it?’

‘What occurred?’

At the same time, I was astounded and perplexed. It was a breathtaking sight to behold.


“M-My God….at once?”

The disciples rubbed their eyes open as they saw Gwa Kwan So twitch with foam in his mouth.

One hit.

It’s a single strike.

‘How could Daesahyung be knocked out in one blow?’

If the other person is a Shaolin disciple who primarily studies Fist Art, he might understand how.

But he got smashed in one strike by a sword art disciple?

To Mount Hua, no less.

Baek Chun clicked his tongue when he saw the Hainan disciples who couldn’t accept reality.

“How dare you punch in front of me? I’ve been beaten thousand times even if I’m not good at it.”

It’s unfortunate that he didn’t get hit.

Yoon Jong murmurs, his face sad.

“Sasuk. That’s not something to be proud of.”

Being beaten by Sajil, in particular, is not something to brag about.


Baek Chun raised his chin toward Haenampa, coughing softly.

“There’s nothing to say! Beat them!”


Mount Hua’s disciples, who were in high spirits, charged at the Hainan Sect disciples in front of them.

When they saw Gwa Kwan So flying away, the Hainan Sect disciples who had to face Mount Hua’s disciples were taken aback.


Mount Hua’s disciples are pushing with spirit, armed with solid muscles all over their bodies.

“You punks!”

“Shut your mouth, you punks!”

Mount Hua’s disciples had a history of being beaten and ignored as a matter of routine.

Even prisoners caught as traitors and working in coal mines in the remote northern part of the country would have shed tears of gratitude if they had seen them training for the past six months.

As a result, they didn’t feel particularly irritated about being ignored after a while.

But it was different when they were ignored and Mount Hua was ignored.

“I didn’t like you guys anyway.”

“What? The Ten Great Sect? When did Hainan start ignoring Mount Hua as the Ten Great Sect?”

The resentment of being kicked out of the Ten Great Sect, which had been dormant in their hearts, was now bubbling to the surface.

Jo Gol slammed the face of the Hainan Sect disciple in front of him to the ground.



Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Jo Gol pounded his opponent’s head on the ground like a hammer, glancing his eyes around for the next prey.


When Jo Gol was about to swing his fist at a new prey, Yoon Jong appeared next to him like a guard and turned the prey’s jaw with a clean flying kick.



Jo Gol’s eyes widened as he watched Hainan’s disciple collapse to the ground.

“No, it was my prey! Sahyung!”

On the other hand, Yoon Jong pretended not to hear Jo Gol and charged toward Hainan’s disciple like a hungry beast.


When Hainan’s disciple saw Yoon Jong approaching, he swallowed the wind.

On the outside, a graceful Taoist neatly turns a person’s chin with sunken eyes. It’s terrifying to see a peasant punching like he’s cutting rice.

“N-No. How?”


“Y-You guys from Sword Sect, right?” (Gommun. Gom/Geom is sword. Mun from Munpa, it is sect.)

The Sword Sect.

A term for a sect that primarily employs a sword.

Because human ability is limited and not everyone can be an all-arounder, a weapon must be used as the primary force.

But, regardless of how they look at it, those Mount Hua punks are too used to Fist Art.


Isn’t their body the type that primarily employs Fist Art? Those narrow shoulders and tight forearm muscles heighten the suspicion.

“So what?”

Yoon Jong smiled as he approached Hainan’s disciples.

“We should rather draw a sword, wouldn’t we? It would be a shame if we were the second in the world to train with our bare bodies.”

‘I’ve been going through hell because of someone. Have you ever attempted to scale a cliff without using a single rope?’

‘That changes your perspective on the world, man.’

“Thi-This is a scam…….”

“Then go and talk to the government, you bastard!”

Yoon Jong rolled his legs, jumped on the fallen man, and swung his fist fervently.

Jo Gol smiled as he looked at the figure.

‘Our Sahyung, you fight well.’

‘That yangban is a Taoist. Aigoo….’

He took a look around.

Yoon Jong wasn’t the only one. Mount Hua’s disciples were beating up Hainan’s disciples on their own.

First and foremost, it was critical that Baek Chun get a head start by blowing Gwa Kwan So off at once; despite being famous disciples, this was his first experience with such a fight.

“The experience is different. Experience! You bastards!”

This is the feeling of being thrown down a cliff more than ten times after rushing as a group to punch Chung Myung in the face!

While everyone was on the rampage, some stood out in particular.

First and foremost, Baek Chun.

“How dare you swear at Mount Hua? Come here. Come here when I still talk nicely, you punks.”

Those who Baek Chun apprehended had their eyes turned upside down and were beaten.

Baek Chun was one of the people who suffered the most from Chung Myung on Mount Hua. That’s how much Baek Chun despises Chung Myung, but ‘You despise it, but you resemble it.’

It’s almost as if… . Isn’t Chung Myung a little taller and more attractive?

Jo Gol, unable to bear seeing any more of the scene, turned his head slightly.

But there was something even more terrifying going on there.


Yoo Iseol’s kick is pinpoint accurate.

When Jo Gol saw the scene, he became irritated and closed his eyes tightly.


Hainan’s disciple, who had gripped their crotch, collapses with a sad groan, as if tears are about to fall.

I want to run and pat them as soon as I see them lying on the ground, foaming and trembling. It appears that all of the hidden compassion is leaking out.

Yoo Iseol, on the other hand, looked around for the next victim with her cold eyes, as if the human mind didn’t exist.

‘Sago is… very angry.’

‘On second thought.’

When it comes to Mount Hua’s affection, isn’t Yoo Iseol the one who vies for first place among the disciples?

She had heard others speak negatively about Mount Hua in front of her face…. It was as if they had requested it themselves.

“How dare this bitch!”


Yoo Iseol’s feet are firmly planted on the man who is rushing at her.

She snatched the head of a shrimp-like bent person and began punching him in the face.

Pok! Pok! Pok! Pok!

Jo Gol shifted his gaze once more.

‘I apologize, guys.’

‘I should have warned them that she is the most violent person on Mount Hua.’

‘A girl?’

In Mount Hua, there is no such concept.

And there was one more unexpected performer.

“You Hainan hillbilly!”

Tang Soso swings her fist at the Hainan Sect disciple she has knocked down on the ground.


“Where’s your mouth?”


“They’re really going to die!”

Her punch’s power is indicated by how her waist rotates coldly every time she is about to punch.

Chung Myung’s half-year training was enough to transform the woman warrior of the Tang Family, who used to throw a beautiful dagger (Secret Weapon), into the Mount Hua tiger, who put weight-bearing fists one after the other.

“Go to hell! Go to hell!”

Of course, the personality has shifted slightly.

Jo Gol smiled.

‘There isn’t anything to do.’

Inconspicuousness did not imply weakness. Everyone is gently folding their backs and putting the opponent down.

As a result, Mount Hua was unilaterally defeating Hainan, which has nearly twice the population.

And the person who imagined this scene…

“Good job, good job! There you go! Waist, waist! No, you have to hit the head there! What have you learned, in the meantime! Ei.”

Behind the chaos, he was hard at work teaching.

Squatting and shouting look like you’re about to eat a piece of jerky.


“Retreat, retreat! These bastards are crazy!”

“Call someone! Get someone right away!”

The Hainan Sect’s disciples, who had been completely crushed, retreated. Mount Hua’s disciples, on the other hand, pursued them like hungry hounds.

“Where are you going?”

“Come here, you punk! Why don’t you come here? If you get caught on the run, you’ll get hit more!”

They then besieged the fleeing Hainan Sect.

The faces of Hainan disciples turned blue as the siege tightened.

“Keep going. I don’t think I’ve been hit yet.”

“What about a sect that was kicked out of the Ten Great Sect? Why don’t you say it again?”

The Hainan Sect’s disciples gathered in the center, completely exhausted. They had no understanding of the situation.

‘No, how…….’

Is this even conceivable?

Regardless of how well they have trained their bodies, the opponent is a member of the Hainan Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects. But now they’ve been annihilated unilaterally by Mount Hua, who isn’t even a member of the Ten Great Sect.

It’s like a nightmare.

On the other hand, the violently tightening Mount Hua momentum made it clear that this was no dream.

“Wha-Wha should we do?”

“……Why are you asking me?”

Mount Hua’s disciples, who appeared to be bandits at first glance, laughed and showed their teeth.

The moment when the Hainan Sect’s disciples closed their eyes, unsure what to do.

“What the hell are you doing?”

A monk in a yellow robe appeared with a loud shout.

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Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of Mount Hua Sect

Return of the Blossoming Blade, Return of the Huashan Sect, Return of the Mount Hua Sect, RMHS
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
The 13th generation disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Three Great Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Saint, Chung Myung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect.


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