Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 302

Grip.

Namgung Dohui looked down at his beloved sword as he tightened his grip on the sword around his waist.

Seureureung.

In the sunlight, the slowly drawn sword shines white.

Half-resuming his sword, he checked himself in the mirror.

The sky blue robes with the cloud pattern engraved on the chest, and the two characters of Changcheon (창천(蒼天/Deep Blue Heaven) seem to stand out even more today.

“Huuuf.”

He inhaled deeply and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

In the mirror, he sees a handsome man with an arrogant smile.

“Didn’t I tell you to watch your expression?”

Then Namgung Dohui turned to face the unexpected voice from behind him.

“Father.”

Namgung Hwang, the head of the Namgung Family, was his father.

“Whether you are arrogant on the inside or not, people don’t care. But as soon as you show it outwardly, your followers will become your enemies as I’ve said repeatedly.”

Namgung Dohui bowed slightly in response to Namgung Hwang’s loud voice.

Namgung Hwang continued, his tongue clicking.

“That’s what it is to stand on top.”

Every word carried weight.

“People close their eyes to the great blemishes I have, but they can never bear the little blemishes of the person above. Therefore, the one who is in the position of dominating others should always behave properly. And that is the attitude of those born in Namgung Family. .”

“Remember, I’ll remember that in mind, Father.”

Namgung Hwang nodded, as if pleased.

But his expression hardened again, as if he was annoyed.

“In any case, the Ten Great Sect is up to their old tricks. A redraw in order to avoid corruption. It’s a good cause, but I’m sure they’re trying to get rid of you in some way.”

Namgung Dohui gave a light nod.

“What do you say? If you want, even now…”

“Father.”

Namgung Dohui said with a light shake of his head and a smile.

“Whether it’s Shaolin’s Hye Yeon or Mount Hua’s Chung Myung, they’re just the ones who I need to defeat in order to win one day. What’s the difference if it’s a little faster?”

“Yes, that’s what a descendant of the Namgung Family should say.”

Namgung Hwang’s face was tinged with a sneer.

‘In any case, they must mean that there is nothing to lose if anyone falls, whether it’s Chung Myung from Mount Hua or us.’

‘Wicked Ten Great Sect bastards.’

“And….”

Namgung Dohui then opened his mouth calmly.

“Even if there is dissatisfaction, Mount Hua does not express it, and Namgung is unable to express it. So how can I be hesitant to confront Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

“It is as you say.”

Namgung Hwang nodded slowly in response to his son’s words. Then he inquired.

“What do you think? Are you confident of winning?”

Namgung Dohui responded with a small smile.

“Mount Hua’s Chung Myung. He was definitely strong.”

“That’s right.”

“But with such a light sword, he cannot deal with the king’s sword. I will prove today that the world’s best sword sect is not Mount Hua nor Wudang, but Namgung Family.”

“Right.”

Namgung Hwang gave a soft smile.

“That’s enough.”

Members of the Namgung Family in sky blue uniforms lined up around Namgung Dohui as he exited the hall.

“How are you feeling?”

“It’s the best.”

“Brother! I trust you.”

“Of course.”

“The honor of the Namgung Family hangs on Sogaju’s shoulders. You must never look down on your opponent!” (Young Master who will become the head of the family. Like crowned prince)

“Of course, uncle.”

Namgung Dohui responded to every single word of encouragement and blessing and headed to the place where the stage was located following Namgung Hwang’s steps.

A large open space appeared after walking a short distance from the hall. The people in the room all turned to look at them at the same time.

“It’s Namgung Family!”

“ChangChun Namgung Family (창천남궁세가(蒼天南宮世家)) is here!”

“Uoooohhhhh!”

They were showered with admiration and praise.

This is the power of fame.

For hundreds of years, the Namgung Family, known as the head of the Great Five Family, has held the position of the most prestigious family. If you live in Kangho, you can’t help but hear the name Changcheon Namgung Family.

That is why everyone looks at them longingly.

However, Namgung Dohui was not overjoyed with the outpouring of support.

‘I don’t care for it.’

His brow furrowed just a little.

He couldn’t completely distort his expression because of his family’s teaching that he should present a relaxed appearance in public, but his heart sank heavily.

Reason?

It is extremely simple.

“It’s Mount Hua!”

“Waaaaah! Mount Hua is here!”

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

“Here comes Chung Myung and Mount Hua!”

Shouts comparable to those hurled at Namgung Family began to shake Shaolin.

Namgung Dohui bit his lips without realizing it.

Yesterday, after the Jin Geum Ryong against Baek Chun and Chung Myung against Isong Baek matches, Mount Hua’s popularity penetrated the sky.

Mount Hua has been extremely popular since the beginning of the competition. After bone-cutting patience, Mount Hua Sect, who had been in the Ten Great Sect but had fallen, returned magnificently. This was enough to move the hearts of the Kangho people who were watching.

Everyone hoped that Mount Hua would snub the Ten Great Sect and the Great Five Family.

That excitement literally exploded in the match against Southern Edge Sect.

Baek Chun’s name was constantly mentioned because he demonstrated the magnificent and wonderful Mount Hua Plum Blossom Sword technique in front of everyone, and Chung Myung’s name was twice as popular because he stole everyone’s attention in response to Isong Baek of Southern Edge Sect.

So, no matter how well-known Namgung Family is, Mount Hua will always come out on top.

Namgung Dohui frowned as he watched the Mount Hua Sect walk in.

“Hehe. What a wonderful person arrived. Hehehehe.”

His stomach twisted strangely when he saw Chung Myung smiling brightly in front of him.

‘It’s completely frivolous.’

A Master should have a sense of weight. (Often came out in korean martial art novel. It is Gosu 고수(高手))

But Chung Myung was the most frivolous person he had ever seen. It’s difficult to believe he’s a rising master and the world’s best rising star.

‘Until today, that is.’

Being unworthy of a great name will only cause harm.

For the sake of Chung Myung, that young child should be informed of his defeat today.

Namgung Dohui, who had decided, looked at Chung Myung with subdued eyes.

Namgung Hwang spoke quietly as he looked at Namgung Dohui.

“He’s not a pushover.”

“…….”

“Don’t underestimate your opponent.”

“But there is no need to be scared. That’s what Father want to say.”

Namgung Hwang nods, as if he agrees with the answer.

“Go and show them. What the King’s Sword is.”

“Of course.”

Namgung Dohui slowly climbed onto the stage, holding his sword in one hand.

With a flurry of cheers, he climbed onto the stage and narrowed his brow as he looked across the empty space.

‘That’s rude.’

So far, no one has kept Namgung Dohui waiting like this.

On the other hand, Chung Myung appeared to be in no hurry, despite knowing who his opponent was.

Chung Myung, who had been chatting with his Sahyung, was approaching the stage in his vision.

And the Sahyung gave him fist potatoes on the back of such Chung Myung.

‘What a shambles.’

Namgung Dohui was forced to appear distorted.

How can a sect warrior be so carefree?

Straightening one’s posture is the first step in martial arts. But Mount Hua appears to have gathered only things like a male mountain bandit.

That’s no different from the Black Taoist, is it?

“Have you been waiting?”

‘Did I wait long enough?’

Namgung Dohui frowned and turned to face Chung Myung on the other side of the room.

Legs extended to the side

The body appears to be solid, but he cannot sense any energy because it is crooked and bent.

Furthermore, despite having a decent-looking face, the grumpiness and irritation on his face caused the viewers to frown.

Namgung Dohui understood his father’s teaching that the person who leads others should pay attention to their appearance and facial expressions at this point.

What will the subordinates take away from this?

“Huuuf.”

Namgung Dohui took a deep breath and smiled at Chung Myung.

“Namgung Dohui of the Namgung Family.”

“Chung Myung from Mount Hua.”

Despite his disinterested expression, Chung Myung maintained his courtesy and responded appropriately.

Then the expression on Namgung Dohui’s face changed slightly.

‘However, it’s not completely out of the question.’

Namgung Dohui was the only one who could tell the difference between those who expressed courtesy with dryness and those who expressed courtesy with their own hearts.

What is certain is that, regardless of his inner feelings, that young man learned good heart properly.

Namgung Dohui drew his sword slowly, a little relieved.

“Mount Hua’s sword seemed very sharp.”

“Well, it’s normal.”

“But don’t think that that sword will work for me too.”

And he said with a smile.

“Don’t be swayed by the splendor of Namgung’s sword. You will know that there is a sky above the sky today.”

“Ah, yes, yes.”

Chung Myung replied sullenly and drew his sword.

“I know, so let’s get started. I’m in a bit of a hurry right now.”

“You’d better regain your composure. I’ll be different from the enemies you’ve faced so far.”

“Yeah. It’s a lot different. A lot.”

Chung Myung sighed sincerely.

It’s inevitable, to see a guy who seems like he’ll wet his pants while shivering if thrown into a Magyo’s den keep blabbering like that.

‘Should I just break his head first?’

He thought seriously for a moment but eventually shook his head.

‘No, Sect Leader told me to pretend to deal with him.’

Chung Myung sighed deeply.

There was a new request from Hyun Jong in the morning.

He said, “Since the eyes of other Sect Leaders who are looking at him these days are unusual, please pretend to exchange swords strike in moderation.”

If it hadn’t been for those words, he would have just kicked that guy and blown him away.

It’s better to die than to suffer…..

“You don’t understand.”

At that time, Namgung Dohui spoke in a slightly subdued voice.

“What?”

“I said I am different from those you’ve dealt with so far.”

There is a subtle sneer around Namgung Dohui’s mouth.

“If you think of their swords and deal with me, you’ll be devastated. Because I have what they don’t have.”

“Oh?”

Chung Myung scanned Namgung Dohui with strange eyes.

“Oh, you mean different?”

“I have no intention of demeaning them. But if you look at it coldly, there is a bunch of talent like them in the world. There are only a few who are qualified to rise to the top of the world in the future.”

Namgung Dohui points to Chung Myung with a chin gesture.

“I’m sure you and I are one of such people.”

“Hou?”

Chung Myung tilted his head a couple of times and asked.

“I’m asking just in case…….”

“Hm?”

“Is your real name Eunryong?” (Silver Dragon…)

“…What do you mean?”

“No, you’re all so similar in being annoying. I thought it was your bloodline.”

“Annoying?”

The offended Namgung Dohui distorted his face.

But Chung Myung was perplexed in his own way.

“Handsome and annoying, it’s worthy to be one of the family.”

Geumryong is like that, Dongryong is like that, so it must be like that with Eunryong too.

Namgung Dohui struggled to manage his expression and said,

“I fully understand your arrogance. You probably haven’t met a proper opponent until now. That Righteous Sword or Southern Edge Sect’s Jin Geum Ryong or Isong Baek couldn’t satisfy you.”

Chung Myung’s head, who had been listening quietly, began to twist slightly.

“Oh, so you’re different?”

“Yes, you’ll know when you experience it. But I’ll let you know for sure. What is the difference in class mean is.”

Chung Myung grinned.

“Oh, so neither Jin Geum Ryong nor Baek Chun, nor Isong Baek are your opponents. This is what you mean, right?

Very naturally, Chung Myung’s words become shorter little by little.

“Of course.”

“Because you’re a genius?”

“Of course, I don’t mean that. But…”

“There’s no chance you will lose.”

Chung Myung slightly raised the corners of his mouth and cut off Namgung Dohui’s words.

“Because you’re a genius. Well, I admit it.”

“Well, I’m flattered.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Hm?”

Namgung Dohui’s face, which was smiling leisurely, hardened in an instant. In addition, his eyes narrowed his eyes.

Chung Myung was bending his head, making a cracking sound from side to side.

“Anyway, kids these days are weird. Where did you learn to talk like that? So you’re a genius and all the kids here look the same. Is this what you want to say?”

“It’s just that we have different things.”

“This funny bastard?”

Chung Myung grinned.

“Well, I’d like to ask you one last question.”

“Speak.”

“Do you have any brothers?”

“…I don’t know why you’re curious about that, but I do.”

“That’s enough.”

Chung Myung put his sword back into its sheath and lifted it up.

There was a voice of dismay on Mount Hua’s disciple’s side, but Namgung Dohui had no idea what the act meant.

“Well, we’re going to start anyway. Don’t say something about the surprise attack later on.”

“Of course. Go ahead.”

“Wow, you’re going to give up the first attack. I’m so flattered that I need to attack you properly.”

Chung Myung started to take a stance.

The face of Baek Chun’s group who had been watching him from afar turned pale.

“Sasuk! Don’t you have to stop them?”

“…How can I stop him? It’s in the middle of the spar.”

“He’s going to die like that.”

“…do you think Chung Myung will kill him?”

“Yes.”

“……Yes, I think he could be.”

Baek Chun looked at Chung Myung with anxious eyes. But there was no time for him to do anything.

Chung Myung raised his sword and rushed like a ray of light toward Namgung Dohui.

Swaeaeaek!

The sword fell down toward Namgang Dohui’s head emitting a tremendous wave sound.

But Namgung Dohui lifted his sword, not a bit perplexed by its speed and momentum.

“Shameless trick!”

He has already seen Chung Myung attack his opponents with this upper position several times.

He doesn’t know why, but the guy has a strange obsession with attacking the opponent’s head for no reason.

He has already finished calculating that Chung Myung will come after his head if he gives up the first strike.

‘I can’t believe he’s falling for this kind of provocation. He’s so shallow!’

Namgung Dohui’s sword accurately blocked Chung Myung’s sword.

‘The moment the sword collides, I will deflect it and cuts the side… … .’

Ppppoookkk!

At that moment, a terrible sound spread over the entire Shaolin beyond the stage.

“Hiiiik!”

“Euaaaa!”

“Argh. Aaaa…Aaa.”

At the same time, a painful scream burst out from the audience. Some closed their mouths, and some lowered their hands and grabbed their groin.

But no matter the reaction, everyone’s eyes were focused on one place.

Namgung Dohui’s gaze, too, slowly turned downward.

Feet.

Chung Myung’s stretched feet were exactly stuck in Namgung Dohui’s groin.

“…Kereuk.”

Namgung Dohui collapsed as it is.

And.

“Aaaarghhhh!”

He started rolling on the floor clutching his groin with both hands.

At that desperate scream, the men in the hall could not see it any more and turned their eyes away.

Mount Hua’s disciples also gathered their hands in front of them and were fed up with blue faces.

“Uh…. He should rather kill him.”

“I thought he will just kill him. Yeah, there’s no way he can’t finish it with that. Ugh…….”

“That devil-like bastard. He’s really vicious, so vicious.”

But Chung Myung, who couldn’t hear their criticism, just moved and spread the pelvis on Namgung Dohui with his sword.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. You said you had brothers. You’ll be able to pass your family on.”

‘Huh?’

‘That’s not the problem?’

‘That’s none of my business.’

Kikikik.