Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 594

A martial artist is indeed a strange being.

Even though they know that the enemy is aiming for the neck right in front of their eyes and revealing their hideous tooth, they are completely captivated by the confrontation of masters.

They didn’t dare to look away, but their nerves were focused on the battle far away, not the enemy in front of them.

The same was true of Mount Hua’s disciples and the blood-colored man.

But it was the blood-colored man’s side who realized the unexpected first.

‘What is it?’

‘These bastards?’

Since when?

Kagagak!

The outstretched sword bounced off. Of course, it has often happened throughout the battle, but something has changed.

Those who wielded the sword themselves had no choice but to notice. Because the force felt by the opponent’s sword was completely different from before.

‘What the hell has changed…?’

Until a little while ago, Mount Hua’s disciples were like wild beasts. No, it is right to say that they were exactly like vicious wild cats.

But the rough and disorderly sword began to get heavier and heavier. Instead of slowing down, it became solid and firm.

‘Is this possible in the middle of a fight?’

Of course, swords always change. Swords will change over a lifetime unless martial arts skills stay in place.

But from the moment they go into battle here to now, the sword’s nature changes in that short period of time?

It was ridiculous.

Paaat!

The blood-colored man clenched his teeth and stabbed his rapier faster. However, if it was like before, the disciples of Mount Hua, who would have only focused on speed and wielded the sword fitfully, have now begun to strike the sword short and concisely.

Yes, it resembles Chung Myung’s sword against Go Hong.

‘These bastards!’

Of course, they don’t dare to compare. Because the abyss that the sword possessed was terrifying to look into.

However, even though the depth was shallow, their swords were clearly becoming similar to Chung Myung’s.

‘They’re training in front of us?’

The blood-colored man’s face was horribly distorted.

Isn’t that so?

Even at this moment, they are learning that sword. They immediately change their temper when they see something more right as if they don’t have any stubbornness of their own.

‘What are these guys!’

Goosebumps appeared all over the blood-colored man’s body.

Martial art is to build up.

No matter how young these guys are, they will have accumulated their martial arts through bone-crushing ordeals for a few years.

The martial artist lives on their built-up foundation. Twisting and transforming the foundation is a fearful thing even for those who re-establish their own martial arts.

But these guys so easily?

‘No, it’s not like that.’

This was not a matter of logic. This is a near-blind trust. It comes from an undeterred belief that this direction cannot be wrong and that this change cannot be bad for them.

‘These crazy people.’

Those who lead do not doubt that those who fight behind will absorb their swords, and those who follow accept its teachings without hesitation and develop even in the midst of battle.

Where else in the world can a sect do this crazy thing?

Kagang!

No matter how hard he swung, it didn’t work.

Until a while ago, he could break through the defense and leave a stab wound on the bodies of Mount Hua’s disciples, but now he has never penetrated that defense as if he had met an iron wall.

Just as Chung Myung was blocking the storm-like attack of Mad Ox Sword, Mount Hua’s disciples were solid and completely blocking the swords of the blood-colored man.

And.

Paaaat!

A sword that stretched out momentarily cut through the side of a bewildered blood-colored man.

“Keuk!”

It felt like the sword was twice as fast.

But the blood-colored man knew. It’s not that their sword accelerated.

A perfect defense results in a perfect offense.

As defense became possible, those who regained their composure could get a glimpse of a more definite opportunity.

Of course, he know from the head, but it wasn’t convincing. How can he understand and admit that the opponent’s martial arts skills are doubled amid an immediate fight?

“These bastards!”

He screamed and stabbed his rapier, but the reaction that came back was not the same as before.

Mount Hua’s disciples, who had raised their voices even more as if they would not lose if they raised their voice first, lightly shook their swords and stared at them with unwavering eyes.

Those eyes began to weigh down the blood-colored people.

Eyes that do not even have the slightest doubt. The gaze that only those who are confident in their path and walk straight without wavering can have. The swords of the blood-colored man began to lose their momentum and dull.

‘Lower.’

‘Keep your balance.’

‘Don’t be dazzled by splendor and speed.’

Running wild wasn’t going to solve it.

Why did he forget?

In the end, there should be a center for swordsmanship to be valuable. Even if it is most splendid when it stretches out, it must be extremely heavy when it is kept.

Encouraged by the victory, intoxicated with growth, they forgot the true intentions of Mount Hua’s swordsmanship for a while. Even though they have heard it over and over again.

A single sword delivered more than a thousand words. The faces of Mount Hua’s disciples, who looked sideways at Chung Myung’s sword, were extremely cautious.

Kuung!

Baek Cheon’s steps echoed the ground.

The heavily wielded sword cut off the flying rapier, and at that moment, it changed its momentum and flew magnificently into the sky, covering the blood-colored man with countless plum blossoms.

“Aaargh!”

Heavy on defense, sharp on offense.

‘This is it!’

Something that seemed elusive was now lingering at his fingertips.

He has to look back on the basics whenever he wants to move forward. It’s a simple fact that everyone knows. However, it was also a characteristic of martial art that no one could do this simple task.

‘Who was I trying to teach!’

Shame flooded in.

He was still standing on the path of learning, but he made fun of other disciples for being a little ahead. He thought he could pass on the many things he had acquired.

But at this moment, Baek Cheon realized once again. First of all, the priority should be to take care of himself. For whatever reason, it was impossible to lose this way.

Paaaat!

His sword penetrated the heart of the blood-colored man.

It’s not the mouth that leads people, it’s the back. It is the sword that teaches, not logic.

Chung Myung was showing that now.

Other Five Swords felt the same way as Baek Cheon, wielding their swords even more seriously.

‘Now…!’

Baek Cheon flew like a lightning bolt at the blood-colored man who couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

“You are not our match!”

Mount Hua’s disciples, with discretion and determination, responded to the voice with their own swords.

Kwaaaa!

In the midst of a raging storm of energy, Chung Myung’s appearance was beyond serenity.

Even if it contains numerous logic and interpretations, a sword is a sword in the end. It’s all about swinging, stabbing, and hitting.

Kwaaaa!

The sword, which flew in a straight line, lightly hit the side of dao, which fell like a thunderbolt toward the head.

Kakang!

Then, with a sharp sound, the dao bounced off at a tremendous speed.

It flew straight back toward Chung Myung’s side, but it deflected off the slanted sword face, and when it was quickly stabbed again, it was pushed away by the sword that moved like a lightning.

Chung Myung blocked all the chaotic attacks with minimal movements without any excess.

“Ughh….”

Sweat dripped down from Go Hong’s whole body like rain. As if being stabbed by a needle, his Dantian ached, and his heart felt like it was about to burst.

The chain attack, which had almost never stopped without a chance for breathing, severely took away the stamina of the person who wielded the dao.

But he couldn’t stop.

The moment this dao stops, his defeat will be certain. Having exhausted all his stamina and strength, he will never be able to strike like this again.

So somehow, he had to end this battle with this strike.

Sweet smells rose from his mouth, and blood vessels burst one by one, failing to overcome blood pressure that circled twice as fast as usual.

Blood poured from his nose, but evaporated under the wind pressure and heat of the dao before it could drip down to the ground.

‘Fall down… Please fall down! Fall down!’

However, no matter how much he wielded his dao and struggled, the opponent in front of him continued to maintain his position. He completely received the charge of flying attack with eerie but dismal eyes.

Goosebumps ran through Go Hong’s entire body.

It was fear, it was awe.

‘Why!’

His muscles started to tear.

‘Why doesn’t he collapse!’

The weak knee bent and the strength escaped from the dao.

“Why!!!”

Go Hong, who pushed his strength to the last drop, finally delivered a blow with all his might.

It was such a perfect strike that he wondered if he had ever had such a blow in his entire life.

The mind, body, and internal strength have become one. After a moment of silence, his dao clad in a storm-like Dao Reinforcement energy.

“Heeuuuuuaaaaaaaap!”

The final blow, which put everything on the line, fell in a frenzy as if to split Chung Myung in two. And at that moment.

Chung Myung’s momentum, which had calmly received his attacks until now, has changed completely.

Hwaaaak!

There was a rush of burning flesh. With a grotesque smile, Chung Myung flew toward Go Hong’s attack.

Uuuung!

As if responding to his will, the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword let out Sword Ring, and soon began to bloom dozens or hundreds of red plum blossoms.

‘What?’

The dao, which has the energy to split the earth, fell into the forest of plum blossoms.

Gagagagak!

The petals crumbled and crumbled as they hit the dao. In the first place, it seemed impossible for a delicate and light plum-blossom sword to block the waterfall-like Go Hong’s guan dao.

But.

The newly bloomed plum blossoms fill the empty spots of the torn plum blossoms.

The Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique, Unabating Plum Blossom (매화점점(梅花漸漸).).

No matter how strong Go Hong’s dao was, it could not crush all the blooming hundreds and thousands of plum blossoms.

The Dao Reinforcement harder than steel began to cut slowly. The guan dao, which looked like it would topple even a mountain, quickly lost its momentum and was buried and twisted between the blooming plum blossoms.

Paaat!

Soon after, the flow of plum blossoms that rose at once swept up Go Hong’s guan dao.

Kaaaaang!

The dao was cut in half and the blade soared into the air. Paaaat!

Amid the fluttering plum blossoms, Chung Myung appeared like an illusion. And with cool eyes, he pierced Go Hong’s chest.

Puuuuk!

The eerie sound spread.

Go Hong slowly looked down at his chest. Where his heart was, the pure white blade was stuck almost to the handle. It was rather fortunate that he did not see the sword blade sticking out of his back.

“Cough!”

Kung.

His body, which was like an iron tower, shook.

With each step back, the sword’s blade was pulled out and red blood poured out.

“This… It can’t be….”

Blood began to flow back and forth from his mouth as well. When Go Hong opened his mouth to say something, it poured out leaving a red trail.

“This, this can’t be……. it is… clear that…… Mount Hua are… not my match……….”

Go Hong’s words could not continue any longer.

His mouth was always open, but he couldn’t make any more noise.

Chung Myung watched and approached him without saying a word. Go Hong’s voice, which seemed to be extinguished at any moment, was faintly audible.

“… I….”

Paaaaaat.