Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 279

“Finally!”

Wei So-haeng clenched his fist as he noticed the crowd in front of him.

“Father! We’re finally here.”

“Yeah, it’s been a long way.”

Wei Lishan took a deep breath as he listened to Wei So-haeng.

“Sect Leader are indifferent, too. If they participate in the Murim Competition, he can just give us a word. Then we would have arrived much earlier.”

“Isn’t Sect Leader busy preparing for the competition, too. Isn’t that normal?”

“Yes, yes. You are right.”

Wei Lishan nodded enthusiastically.

‘The Murim Competition.’

His heart is pounding.

Although it is called the Heaven Harmony Murim Competition(), it is more closely related to the Heavenly Prestigious Sect Competition(). Only those who have been recognized in Kangho and demonstrated their ability to lead Kangho can receive an invitation from Shaolin and compete in this competition.

In other words, the ability to compete means that the sect has proven to be a prestigious sect among others in Kangho.

‘I never imagined the day would come when Mount Hua would take part in an event like this.’

As he looked around at the crowd of martial artists, Wei Lishan’s heart began to race.

How much anguish did he feel while running the Huayin Sect, a subsidiary sect of the Mount Hua Sect?

How many people mocked him for being a member of a ruined sect?

That was a luxury, not a necessity.

They have no idea Mount Hua exists.

‘Does such a place exist?’

His eyes become cold when he recalls having to show laughter to those who questioned him.

“I’m sure the main mountain people will do well.”

“Little Haeng-ah.”

“Yes! Father!”

“It’s good to be excited about it, but we shouldn’t get our hopes up.”

Wei Lishan stated solemnly.

“It’s fantastic to be able to compete with the world’s most prestigious sect; of course, Mount Hua will one day become the most prestigious sect in the world, but there will still be a gap with the prestigious sect that currently rules the world.”

“Yes.”

“So no matter what the results are, there is nothing to be disappointed about. We just have to cheer them with all our heart.”

“I’ll keep that in mind!”

When Wei Lishan noticed Wei So-haeng clenching his fist, he smiled.

‘Didn’t they say that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step?’

Mount Hua is still rapidly developing. Expecting more in this situation is a heavy burden on the main mountain.

“We should not rely solely on the main mountain; our Huayin Sect should contribute to Mount Hua’s glory.”

Wei Lishan opened his mouth with determination.

“Let’s go, everyone.”

“Yes!”

Yopyong, his best disciple, walked alongside Wei Lishan.

“Shouldn’t we greet the Elders from the main mountain first?”

“It’s fine. They’re probably busy right now. Even if we go to say hello after today’s match, we won’t blame us.”

“I see.”

They arrived at the back of the crowd, but couldn’t see the match well because it was so far away; especially, the younger disciples of the Huayin Sect were still short, making it difficult for them to see it properly.

“Um, let’s go a little further inside.”

“Yes.”

The Huayin Sect’s disciples broke into the crowd, sparking fierce protests from all over.

“Oh, don’t push!”

“These people! Where are you coming late!”

“I apologize. We need to get a little closer.”

Wei Lishan awkwardly bowed his head.

Then a man with a fierce expression frowned and blocked Wei Lishan’s path.

“No!”

“…….”

“Which sect are you come from? Can’t you see those who arrived early and sat down? Huh? Can you make them out? ”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. To hell with sorry, I’m going to break your head! ”

The atmosphere quickly deteriorated.

Because everyone here is a martial artist, their bodies tremble slightly with cold energy.

Wei Lishan said politely after a low cough.

“I arrived after running a long way, but I made a mistake because I wanted to show my children more of the people of our main sect. I apologize.”

“Who doesn’t have a sect? So where’s you belong? ”

“We belong to Huayin Sect Gate in Namyung. We are a subsidiary sect of Mount Hua Sect.”

“Huayin Sect? I’ve never heard of it…….”

The man with the harsh face who was speaking briefly shut his mouth, then looked at Wei Lishan with a strange expression, his eyes trembling.

“Well… where subsidiary sect? ”

“It’s Huayin Sect.”

“No, not there. Of what subsidiary sect are you?”

“……Mount Hua.”

“Mount Hua?”

“Yes.”

“That… Mount Hua ……. N-No! Are you talking about Mount Hua who participated in this competition?”

‘Huh? What’s the problem with the reaction?’

‘And… Mount Hua?’

Wei Lishan nodded awkwardly, his eyes wide with curiosity.

“……Yes. Is that right?”

The person who was blocking the entrance turned slowly around. Then he coughed quietly.

“Oh……. It was Mount Hua. Mount Hua.”

“…….”

‘Huh?’

Wei Lishan narrowed his eyes at the strange response of the man.

‘What is it?’

The man crouched his shoulders and made an awkward face, as if he was about to run.

“I-I didn’t know you were of Mount Hua Sect. This way, please. I’ll guide you.”

“…Yes?”

The man returned his gaze and yelled angrily.

“Here are some of the younger disciples of Mount Hua. Clear the way, please.”

“Mount Hua?”

“Mount Hua’s young disciple?”

“……Oh, that’s a scary thing to say.”

‘Yes?’

‘Scary?’

Wei Lishan cocked his chin.

Everyone else had the same reaction.

Even if he looks their way as if he is interested, they turn away when they meet Wei Lishan’s gaze.

It’s similar to……

‘Doesn’t it appear that they’re looking at scoundrels who act erratically on the street?’

‘But why do they look at Huayin Sect with such disdain?’

‘Why?’

“Come on, hurry up and open the door!”

“Get out of the way! It’s Mount Hua Sect!”

“Oh, move to the side!”

“Mo-Mount Hua?”

Wei Lishan’s mouth opened wide as he observed the absurd situation of people opening the path to the left and right.

‘What in the world is going on here?’

“Go this way.”

“If you go ahead, you’ll find the Mount Hua Sect.”

“Hahaha! Mount Hua’s subsidiary sect. Have much strength on your shoulder aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes! Hahaha!”

Wei Lishan was at a loss for words in response to their response.

‘What in the world happened here?’

But there was no time to investigate.

It was because a loud call from the front was heard before he could even speak.

“Next! Mount Hua’s Chung Myung!”

‘Chung Myung?’

Wei Lishan burst out laughing when he heard the familiar combination of two words, Mount Hua and Chung Myung.

In an instant, however, a roaring crowd obscured his vision.

“Uwaaaaaa!”

“Mount Hua Divine Dragon! It’s Mount Hua Divine Dragon!” exclaims the narrator.

“Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon is out!”

A deafening roar erupted all over the place as soon as the name Chung Myung was mentioned.

“Wha-What!”

“Mount Hua Divine Dragon? Chung Myung Dojang-nim?”

For a brief moment, he was taken aback by the enthusiastic response.

With a puzzled expression, Wei Lishan looked around.

Wei So-haeng, too, looks at the stage with his head in the air, unable to conceal his confusion.

He noticed the back of someone climbing the stage.

“It’s Dojang-nim!”

Of course, recognizing people solely by their backs is difficult.

But back to that.

‘I’m exhausted, but you keep calling.’

Who else but Chung Myung can express how they feel?

“Winner, Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

“One strike! One strike again!”

His ears were already deafening from the barrage of yells and cheers.

It’s not like another game has begun.

Chung Myung is only going up on the front stage, and the match on the other stage has been going on since the Huayin Sect arrived.

However, as soon as Chung Myung appeared, the entire Shaolin changed.

The Huayin Sect’s disciples all looked around, surprised.

“Oh, from now on…….”

They have no idea what’s happening, but they must see that match.

Isn’t it Chung Myung’s match, which can be said to be the best among the Mount Hua Sect’s rising stars?

There’s no reason they came all the way if they don’t see that.

However, when Chung Myung appeared, the enraged audience did not easily relinquish their seats. Wei Lishan had no choice but to order that the short children be lifted.

Wei So-haeng looked up as Chung Myung climbed onto the stage.

‘Kung Myung Dojang!’

He expected Chung Myung to be a big (?) person in some way, but he couldn’t believe he’d be the recipient of so many cheers in such a place.

Even Wei So-haeng, who has no close relationship with Chung Myung, felt proud.

‘I trust you!’

He gazed at Chung Myung as if possessed by a young yearning eye.

And Wei Lishan straightened his chest with a smile on his face, oblivious to the fact that his son was discolored.

“Hahahaha. I can’t believe Mount Hua has become such a popular sect!”

It brought a tear to Wei Lishan’s eye.

Strange things, however, began to blend in with the cheers.

“Break their head!”

“Crash out all those great sects and blow them away!”

Wei Lishan laughed haphazardly as he heard the cheers brimming with a strange heat.

‘Will everything be fine?’

It will all work out in the end.

Chung Myung appeared depressed as he was showered with applause.

“I haven’t done anything yet…”

“Uwaaaaa! It’s Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

“Show us something this time too, Mount Hua Divine Dragon!”

“Win! It’s a win! Mount Hua sect is winning!”

Chung Myung’s mouth corners quiver slightly.

“Hehehe. It’s not like I’m happy when you compliment me like that. Hehehehehe.”

Chung Myung scratched the back of his head with a smile.

He needs to be blunt to make a good impression, but if he keeps getting compliments, he’ll become sloppy.

‘It’s because I didn’t grow up receiving compliments!’

– You must do something to merit praise! You little thug!

“Hngg.”

Chung Myung smacked his lips together.

Surprisingly, there were few sparring competitions in Kangho when he was living as Plum Blossom Sword Saint.

To be precise, the stage was steadily held, but the competition in which his generation could compete was strangely not held.

There was no rising star competition when he was a rising star, and there was only rising star competition when he was a senior……

“No, these bastards? Now that I think about it, they did it on purpose!”

I’m considering it.

Unlike now, Chung Myung’s abilities were widely known at the time, so sparring was reasonable.

‘Tsk, tsk, tsk, you pathetic…..’

– Your fame, not your skill, is widely known, man.

“Don’t pop out when I’m not looking for you!”

– It’s entirely up to me.

“Hngg.”

Chung Myung lowered his head and smiled.

‘I’m sure he’d like to see those yangbans as well.’

Even if Chung Myung had been present, he would have pushed the clouds to the side to see the competition.

“So I have to get a good result…….”

Chung Myung exhaled a deep sigh.

It makes me sad to think about it.

He can’t believe he was stuck between them when he was supposed to watch them act cute and clap.

He would have told them to kneel on the ground and wipe his shoes if he had come with his original body.

But he has to put on a cute face in front of them.

This is why life is mysterious.

“Tsk.”

Chung Myung raised his head and looked at his opponent.

‘Did he mention Jin Song?’

Disciple of the Wudang Sect

A disciple of the most prestigious Wudang, he is one of the twenty representatives of the sparring competition, and his skill is undeniable.

So he must be self-assured……

‘Huh?’

‘What’s the matter with him?’

Chung Myung’s pupils constricted.

Jin Song, who had spoken out against him, was shivering coldly.

Chung Myung cocked his head and inquired about the strange response.

“You.”

“Hiiik!”

“…….”

Chung Myung’s face darkened, and Jin Song took a step back, sweating profusely.

“Are you ill?”

“……N-No.”

“What’s wrong with your tone? Are you really sick? ”

“No! I’m really fine! ”

“…….”

Jinsong, of course, was not fine.

Why, of all the participants, is he opposed to Chung Myung?

‘How can I defeat that monster? That monster defeated Mu Jin Sasuk!’

Who exactly is Mu Jin Sasuk?

Elder Heo San also admitted to himself that, for a brief moment, he was on a par with that monster.

Mu Jin, one of the top three great disciples, is regarded as an Elder.

If he competes with Mu Jin, it’s obvious that his legs will split in three seconds, but how is he supposed to deal with a monster who defeated Mu Jin?

He would have simply fled if there hadn’t been so many eyes on him.

‘That’s a one-of-a-kind monster!’

Chung Myung smiled as he watched the terrified Jin song.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You look very sick.”

“I-I’m fine. I’m really okay. Just very nervous.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Chung Myung smiled at Jinsong, thinking how cute he is.

“You seem to have an eye for people. Then why don’t you just give up? ”

“N-No. I’ll give it a try.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Must you?”

“…Yes?”

Chung Myung licked his lips and took out his sword.

“I see. You’ll have to fight to find out, right? ”

“…….”

“I’ll compliment you on your willingness to fight even though you know you aren’t able to compete, but from my point of view, I have to move my hands annoyingly because it’s over anyway. But do you really want to fight? ”

“Oh, that’s…

“Yes, I’ll deal with you honestly in exchange for that spirit, so let’s fight!”

Jin Song smiled brightly at Chung Myung, who had life in his eyes.

‘Let’s just give up.’

‘I have to live for a while.’

‘Hahahaha.’