Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 280

“Su-Surr…”

“Surr?”

When the words “surrender” reached Jin Song’s throat, he looked back slightly.

Wudang’s Sect Leader, Heo Do-jin, was looking in his direction with cold eyes from the platform where the Sect Leaders gathered.

‘Ughh.’

He is well aware that he cannot compete with the opponent.

However, as a Wudang disciple, surrendering in front of so many people is impossible.

Of course, he believes it was a wise decision, but the onlookers and Elders do not.

Finally, Jin Song, who had closed his eyes tightly, raised his sword and aimed it at Chung Myung.

“I-I’ll learn a lesson.”

“Learn?”

“……Yes.”

“Is this punk joking with me?”

“…huh?”

Chung Myung’s eyes were ablaze.

“If you want to learn, go to your master. What disciple of other sect wants to learn from me?”

“……N-No! It’s not that…….”

“Okay, I’ll teach you.”

Chung Myung licked his lips and stuck out his tongue.

“Instead!”

“…what?”

“Learning comes at a price. It will be a great experience if you survive today’s sparring! If you survive, that is!”

“…….”

Jin Song smiled as he looked into Chung Myung’s bright eyes.

‘No, how did someone like that appear in the Righteous Sect?’

And Heaven is indifferent.

How could they bestow such power on someone like this?

Jin Song reached for his sword, a tear streaming down his cheek.

“Huup.”

After taking a deep breath, he aimed his sword with determined eyes at Chung Myung.

“Oh, you’re going to do it till the end?”

“I-I know I’m no match for you.”

“Yes?”

“But…….”

Jin Song keeps speaking while shivering.

“You can’t fight only with opponents that you can win for the rest of your life. I won’t die, so I’ll do my best to fight.”

“Whoa?”

Chung Myung smiles.

“This is a funny guy.”

There are some people like that.

It was the same in the previous war with Magyo.

Those who talked about justice and refused to back down couldn’t keep half of what they said with their mouths when they went to war.

Despite their fear and trembling, they never back down and do what needs to be done.

‘Wudang is Wudang.’

There are such individuals.

Chung Myung laughed.

“Hey.”

“What?”

“What’s your name again?”

“It’s Jin Song.”

“Jin Song. Yes, Jin Song. I remember.”

Chung Myung lightly lifted his sword, which was still in its scabbard.

“Then let’s get started.”

“Yes!”

Chung Myung rushed over to Jin Song right away. Jin Song’s eyes instantly grew to the size of a lantern.

“Hiik!”

Despite his screams, the sword in his hand firmly followed the sword of Taichi swordsmanship without shaking.

Sharp and clean swordplay is being performed in the air.

“You’ve lost your leg!”

Ttaak!

“Ugh!”

Chung Myung’s sword, on the other hand, slipped through the neatly executed Taichi swordsmanship like a ghost and landed precisely on Jin Song’s knee.

Jin Song instinctively turns his sword and aims for Chung Myung’s neck.

“Waist!”

Ttaak!

After being beaten to the side, Jin Song clenched his teeth.

If it had been a real battle, his leg would have been severed and his side severed.

But this is only a spar! He must give his all until he collapses.

“Haaaat!”

Jin Song yelled angrily and shook off the sword.

The martial art Chonghagongon (청하곤곤(淸江滾滾)) of the Taichi sword technique, which was considered a secret martial art, unfolds gracefully.

“Shoulder! Wrist! Index finger!”

Ttak! Ttaak! Ttak!

Chung Myung’s sword repeatedly struck Jin Song’s shoulder, wrist, and index finger.

“Argh!”

The sword, which was encased in sword energy, flew into the air.

“…….”

Jin Song looked at Chung Myung, stunned.

‘How could this be?’ … .’

“Heaaaad!”

Ppaaak!

“…….”

Thud.

Chung Myung, who had struck Jin Song on the head with his sword, recovered it and shook his hand.

“When it comes to swordsmanship, it starts with the lower body and shoulders. And Wudang or whatnot, the head is fair strike. Learn one thing.”

Chung Myung turned around regardless of whether Jin Song, who had already fallen to the ground, could hear it.

Then he is greeted with thunderous applause.

Chung Myung waved to the audience.

“The best! Mount Hua Mountain Dragon!”

“It’s one strike again!”

“Hahahaha! How could he overpower Wudang’s disciple so easily! He haven’t pulled out his sword yet!”

“It is as if the winner has already been fixed!”

Chung Myung’s face twitched as the applause poured in.

‘Keuh. This is also quite good.”‘

This is why people seek celebrities!

Chung Myung became aware of this and vigorously waved his hand.

And…….

Jin Song appeared from behind Chung Myung.

‘Huh?’

And, without realizing it, he groped the top of his head.

‘Does it hurt?’

There was definitely a cracking sound, but he felt no pain in his head.

He noticed Chung Myung walking away, his eyes filled with absurdity.

‘Chung Myung Dojang.’

Mount Hua’s Divine Dragon.

And the scum of Mount Hua.

Few people would say anything positive about him, but Mu Jin and Heo Sanja, who had exchanged hands with him, did not speak so negatively about Chung Myung.

It’s no surprise…

Jin Song appeared to understand why.

“This is Mount Hua Chung Myung’s victory!”

Chung Myung exited the stage with thunderous applause.

“Argh! Dojang Chung Myung! ”

Wei So-haeng yelled as if his head was about to burst, his voice drowned out by the crowd’s cheers, but he cheered as if he didn’t care.

“Chung Myung Dojang-nim! Hahahahaha! It’s Dojang-niim, Chung Myung! ”

It was that exact moment.

As he walked down the stage, Chung Myung’s gaze was drawn to the audience.

“Huh?”

Chung Myung and Wei So-haeng exchanged glances.

‘You can’t hear my voice over there.’

It’s also impossible to identify a person among so many…….

On the other hand, Chung Myung made a happy face and waved his hand.

‘Did he actually notice me?’

Then he leapt from the stage and landed in the middle of the audience.

The surprised spectator cheered and reached out to Chung Myung, who lightly grabbed the outstretched hands and strode forward, instantly reaching Huayin Sect and the party.

“Aigoo, Munju-nim! How did you get here? ” (Munju is the title of Huayin Sect’s Sect Leader in Korean.)

When Chung Myung greeted them warmly, Wei Lishan burst out laughing at the top of his lungs.

‘You’re so kind to me.’

He could tell Chung Myung was delighted to see him by the large smile on his face.

Wei Lishan is also no fool.

Looking at the cheers now, he can’t help but notice that he has a completely different status than when he first arrived at Huayin Sect.

Nonetheless, does Chung Myung greet him with the same expression as before?

‘He isn’t exactly a Taoist, but……’

Chung Myung was similar to a Taoist in some ways.

“When I heard that Mount Hua was participating in the competition, I ran with my disciples.”

“Welcome!”

Chung Myung extends his hand to Wei Lishan.

“It wouldn’t have been easy to get here!”

“Hahaha. Seeing Chung Myung Dojang win, it seems that all the hardships that have come so far are blown away.”

“Hehehe. Right? ”

Chung Myung sneaked a peek at Wei Lishan with a shy laugh.

“By the way, do you happen to be…….”

Wei Lishan peered around the corner and whispered softly as Chung Myung smacked his lips and looked toward the luggage.

“Ten bottle.”

“Keuuh.”

Chung Myung tightens his grip on Wei Lishan’s hand, as if moved.

“Go over there. There’s a place for Mount Hua there.”

“Haha. We’re just a minor sect…….”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. There’s room left.”

“N-No, hat’s basically the rule…”

“To hell with rules. We’re going to use our seats, so what’s the problem! Don’t worry, if people come and argue, I’ll put oil on their head and make it sparkle.”

Wei Lishan shook his head, as if he didn’t think he could beat him.

‘You haven’t changed in the least.’

When a person’s status changes due to fame, he tends to be more careful with his words and actions and pretends to be solemn.

However, despite gaining an unrivaled reputation in the past, Chung Myung has not changed at all.

No… In some ways, he appears to be worse than before.

‘It’s not always a good thing, though.’

He couldn’t deny that he was pleased with his appearance.

Then Wei So-haeng, who was standing behind Wei Lishan, opened his mouth quickly.

“Chung Myung Dojang!”

Chung Myung gave him a friendly smile.

“Did you see that?”

“Yeah! You’re incredible.”

Wei So-haeng was shocked by his yearning eyes, and Chung Myung shrugged.

“I’m not strong, they’re weak.”

“Really?”

“…… No. I might be strong.”

Chung Myung smiled and dragged Wei So-haeng and Wei Lishan along with him.

“Anyway, come this way. This way.”

“Oh!”

Chung Myung led the two of them through the crowd and to one side, followed by all of the Huayin Sect’s disciples.

“Elder! Elder! ”

Chung Myung yelled as he broke through the crowd and crossed the line to where the sect was waiting.

“Huayin Sect Munju-nim has arrived!”

“The Huayin Sect?”

“Oh!”

When he heard the sound, Baek Chun, a member of the Huayin Sect, jumped out of his seat.

“Munju-nim! Long time no see! ”

“How have you been?”

Wei Lishan, who was about to respond with a soft smile, flinched for a split second and took a small step back without realizing it.

“Wha-What?”

Didn’t he say this is the location of Mount Hua?

‘Is that correct?’

Mount Hua’s disciples were identified by their black uniforms and plum blossoms on the chest.

No, but…….

‘Is that Mount Hua?’

Is that accurate?

Yoon Jong, Jo-Gol, and Baek Chun are more mature than before, but they haven’t changed much from what he knows.

The people around them, on the other hand, were not unusual.

“……So-haeng-ah.”

“…Yes?”

“Was they like that when we went to Mount Hua before?”

“No, it isn’t. It wasn’t always like this.”

Wei So-haeng last visited Mount Hua less than a year ago.

So, what happened in less than a year to make them cringe just by meeting their gaze in this manner?

“Elders, Elders, Elders!”

“What?”

“We have a visitor here.”

“Guest? What type of visitor is looking for Mount Hua? ”

A great bandit… No, a man emerged from the front gates of Mount Hua.

‘Every mountain house has a bite of a goat’s beard.’

It is blasphemous to criticize the Elder of the Main Mountain in this manner, but it feels so appropriate that he can’t think of another analogy.

‘Elder?’

Was there a Mount Hua Elder that young?

“Who are you?”

“I’m Huayin Sect Munju.”

“Huayin……. Munju Huayin Sect? ”

At that moment, the man’s face bloomed in harmony, with a benevolent expression that appeared to emit a halo.

‘Wha-What?’

Elder Hyun Young dashed away, grabbing Huayin Munju Wei Lishan’s hand.

“Are you Huayin Munju!?”

“Huh? Ah, yes……. My name is Wei Lishan, the Sect Leader of Huayin Sect.”

“Yes, yes. What a big boy you are now! “My name is Hyun Young, and I’m from Mount Hua.”

“Do you mean Elder Hyun Young?”

“Oh, yes!”

Instead of patting Wei Lishan’s head, Hyun Young looks around and pats his shoulder.

“Thank you for coming. Welcome! I completely forgot to stop by Huayin Sect on our way here! ”

With a delighted expression, Hyun Young rubbed Wei Lishan’s shoulder, his every gesture and expression full of joy, making him feel so happy.

“By the way…… Are you really Elder Hyun Young? ”

“Yes, yes. Didn’t you see me when you stopped by Mount Hua when you were young? ”

“… you’re too young.”

“Hahaha. Something good happened. Yes, a long distance…….”

Hyun Young, who was about to say something, returned a glare.

“What are you doing, rice dumpling! Shouldn’t you bring a chair if you have a guest? How can you take all the seats and sit comfortably when our customers.. no.. our sub-sect’s people came!? Can’t you get up right now?! ”

“…….”

Wei Lishan blinked open his eyes.

‘No, you’re being too harsh…’

However, the reaction of the Mount Hua disciples was far from what he had anticipated.

“Chair! Chair! Hurry! ”

“Move, boys!”

They quickly got up from their chairs and ran to make room for the members of the subsidiary sect.

“Make yourself at home!”

“We will just stand and watch. Don’t mind us.”

“…….”

Wei Lishan was stunned and speechless, but Hyun Young nodded as if it were natural.

“Oh, Chung Myung, that one. You’re all right. You were lying there with a chair.”