Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 643

“… he won.”

“That crazy guy…….”

Baek Cheon, Jo-Gol, and Yoon Jong looked at the stage bewilderedly.

The image of Chung Myung standing tall and Heo Gong falling before him was clearly engraved in their eyes.

“Oh my gosh….”

They thought it was possible.

If Chung Myung had shown the same appearance so far, there was no reason he couldn’t face the Elder of Wudang.

However, seeing it with their own eyes was different from just thinking about it.

‘I did think he could win, but like this…’

This wasn’t just a victory. Literally, it was a landslide victory.

“…Sasuk.”

“What?”

“He’s gotten stronger, hasn’t he?”

“…I think so.”

“Does this even make sense…?”

Back Cheon smiled bitterly at Jo-Gol’s whining.

‘That guy, I swear…….’

Just when he thought he had caught up to him, he would suddenly get further away. All Baekcheon could see was Chung Myung’s shadow, which seemed to disappear at any moment.

But Baek Cheon was no longer discouraged by such things.

If Baek Cheon can see his shadow, it means that Chung Myung is right there beyond that shadow. Even if the distance is not as narrow as he wants, Baek Cheon faithfully follows him.

“More than that….”

“Yes?”

“I think we should deal with those guys first.”

“….”

Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol slowly looked back at Baek Cheon’s words. Hyun Sang and Hyun Young were at the forefront of the disciples.

‘Their jaws might fall at this rate.’

‘Isn’t that a little dangerous?’

Looking at Hyun Sang’s mouth, which was agape to the point where it couldn’t be opened further, made them laugh and worry simultaneously. They could lose their jaw like that.

“He won….”

“Hahaha.”

Hyun Sang is Hyun Sang, but Hyun Young’s face, which seemed to have nothing to say in his astonishment, was also magnificent.

“This….”

“Humm. This is a little complicated. It’s complicated.”
Hyun Sang, who barely regained his senses from Hyun Young’s muttering, looked to the side and asked.

“What?”

“Think about it, Sahyung. Even if that arrogant Wudang’s Elder gets beaten up, what guarantee do we have that we won’t be targeted? From now on, be careful about what you say in front of him…”

“Ah, you rotten bastard!”

Hyun Sang kicked Hyun Young’s butt before he could finish his sentence.

“Is that what you say to a disciple who won with all his might!”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“Ugh.”

Hyun Sang glanced at the Saje who refused to lose a word and turned his gaze back to Chung Myung.

‘I can’t believe it.’

He had won a landslide victory over none other than that Wudang’s Elder. This is a different story from Chung Myung’s victory so far.

What is Wudang? Among the numerous sword sects in the world, the sect is proudly considered the best.

Even in such a Wudang Sect, Chung Myung, who is only a rising star, beat their Elder, which is their strongest power.

‘Has this ever happened?’

As a disciple of Mount Hua, he knew what he was talking about.

Hyun Sang had never heard of such a story in his life. No, he had never even imagined it.

“This… this punk.”

Laughter burst out of Hyun Sang’s mouth, and his slightly wrinkled eyes kept getting moist.

It may not be just because Chung Myung had fought proudly against the Elder of Wudang who he could not even dare to overcome.

Knowing what kind of feeling Chung Myung fought with, he couldn’t help but shed tears even while being happy.
“Please hold back your emotions and shut up, Sahyung.”

“….”

“It’s silly.”

“I know, you punk!”

Hyun Sang straightened his shoulders.

It was a task that his disciples had accomplished by shedding blood. He couldn’t ruin it with temporary emotions.

It just so happens that Chung Myung turned his head on the stage and looked at him.

‘Hey, you punk.’

Why didn’t he know what that meant?

Hyun Sang reflexively lowered his hand, cleared his mind and straightened his shoulders. At this moment he should not be the Elder of Mount Hua, but the representative of Sect Leader who leads Mount Hua.

Therefore, he shouldn’t show the appearance of lacking in the slightest.

“I’ll be back.”

“Yes!”

Hyun Young’s mouth also burst out excitedly.

Hyun Sang desperately tried to calm his trembling heart and climbed up to the sparring stage.

“….”

It felt like his brain had been washed clean.

When people face something they can’t handle, their minds go blank and they can’t do anything.

That was exactly how Heo Sanja’s situation was right now.

Defeat.

Only that one word seemed to be engraved in his mind. This was a defeat without any excuse.

The defeat by Five Swords was also embarrassing. He had no idea that Wudang’s first-class disciples would lose to the second and third-class disciples of Mount Hua.

But that was something he could somehow make up for.

The current situation… was a completely different case.

The third-class disciples of Mount Hua defeated Wudang’s Elder. And he couldn’t even properly inflict any damage.

How the hell is he supposed to fix this?

Even if an Elder of a third-rate sect, whom one has never heard of, loses to a prestigious third-class disciple, this is something to be ridiculed for. However, the fact that a three-class disciple from another sect defeated Wudang Elder cannot be salvaged by any excuse..

‘How… How can this happen….?’

This was not Heo Sanja’s fault.

No one in the world could have expected this situation. Even Heo Dojin’s plan was based on the assumption that Heo Gong would capture Chung Myung.

This means that even Heo Dojin, who sat down and looked down on the world, did not think that Chung Myung could defeat Heo Gong.

But how could Heo Sanja anticipate and deal with this in advance?

“Elder-nim….”

Mu Jin opened his mouth in a trembling voice.

“Heo Gong… Let’s take care of Elder-nim.”

“….”

“Elder-nim!”

There was no return answer.

Heo Sanja was just looking at the stage with a stunned face, as if he could not hear Mu Jin.

Mu Jin sighed deeply.

‘It’s not too much.’

Even he received a shock as if his heart was ripped off. Just how much shock Heo Sanja received? But now is not the time to be so absentminded.

“Mu Gak, Mu Gong. Go up and treat Elder-nim.”

“…Yes. Sahyung.”

Mu Jin closed his eyes tightly as he saw his Saje heading up to the stage.

‘Where did it go wrong?’

There was only one reason for their defeat.

They were simply weaker than the disciples of Mount Hua. He didn’t even want to find another excuse.

‘We weren’t as desperate as they were.’

He never thought he had been lazy about his training. But the moment he faced the Mount Hua disciples’ desperateness, Mu Jin admitted that they had been being lazy without even realizing it.

Mu Jin asked in a subdued voice as he saw the Saje returning carrying Heo Gong on their back.

“How is Elder-nim?”

“He doesn’t appear to have suffered any deep internal injuries. But just in case, we’ll take him to the physician.”
“Okay.”

Instead of Heo Sanja, Mu Jin stared at Chung Myung, who still stood tall in the middle of the stage.

“Elder-nim.”

“….”

“It was said that a person’s dignity does not come from their start, but from their end. The same goes for a sect. Defeat is certainly a regrettable thing, but how you accept that defeat will determine the dignity of Wudang.”

“….”

“Elder-nim….”

But Heo Sanja still had a lost look on his face, unsure of what to do.

The situation was the same in the back. All of Wudang’s disciples were dumbfounded with faces that they didn’t know how to take the situation.

‘It’s no wonder.’

When was the last time they had suffered such a miserable defeat in their life?

The reason why Mu Jin can somehow maintain his composure right now is not because he has a stronger mind than others. However, he was less shocked because he had already experienced Chung Myung and suffered a similar defeat.

‘We may have been too arrogant.’

At that moment, Hyun Sang was seen coming up to the stage.

A bitter smile formed around Mu Jin’s mouth, looking at his truly imposing walk. He realized that his perspective on the Elders of Mount Hua Sect had changed.

Frankly speaking, he didn’t think much of the Elders of Mount Hua before.

Mu Jin met Chung Myung, and it could be assumed that he eventually made all the changes in Mount Hua.

Therefore, to Mu Jin, the Elders of Mount Hua were no more and no less than incompetent people who enjoyed luxury thanks to accidentally accepting an unprecedented genius as a disciple.

But now Hyun Sang looks very different.

‘That’s the man who raised the sword warrior that is Un Gum and the second-class disciples.”

Just by looking at Un Gum, he could guess how Mount Hua’s sword warrior had mastered the sword. Anyone who raised such a person should be respected.

Leaving aside differences between Mount Hua and Wudang, that is as the same Taoist, and as the same sword warrior.

Standing next to Chung Myung, Hyun Sang looked at Wudang camp.

After passing the Wudang’s disciples who could not make eye contact, he fixed his eyes on Heo Sanja, who had lost his mind, and opened his mouth.

“It was a good sparring match.”

“….”

“The outcome of the matches is not important. What matters is what we learned from facing each other with our swords, and what we gained as the result of it.”

It was a calm but firm voice, filled with strength.

Mu Jin realized again.

‘He’s a mature pine tree. (노송(老松))’ (The term is often used figuratively to describe a person who has weathered life’s challenges and remained strong and resilient like an old pine tree.)

Strength does not necessarily mean physical strength.

Those who have lived in Mount Hua and endured the ups and downs for many years were firm and disciplined like an old pine that has silently endured the turbulence of the years.

This is…

‘It was something our Wudang had to pursue.’

Those who protected Mount Hua were embodying Wudang’s ideal into life on the other side of the splendid sword.

Somehow, Mu Jin, who became solemn, involuntarily lowered his head to pay respect to Hyun Sang. Hyun Sang went on.

“This time, Mount Hua gained a lot. However, the result of this sparring match revealed now is just a temporary victory, and the one who advances more through this matches will be the true winner.”

Then, he put his hands together and held them forward.

“I have learned well. May glory be upon your sect.”

Heo Sanja’s face is horribly distorted.

But he was also a representative of Wudang here. He could not simply ignore the opponent’s courtesy.
“Well….”

Clenched his lips tightly, he forced his hand forward.

“I have… learned well. May glory be upon your… sect.”

His shoulders were shaking.

Hyun Sang didn’t bother to look at him for long.

It is true that victory is pleasing, but he does not want to shame the loser. This is because Hyun Sang knows how the loser feels better than anyone else.

But then a voice rang out, turning his head back.

“However!”

Heo Sanja was glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.

“Don’t think that Mount Hua has defeated Wudang with this. This is just a single battle! Mount Hua still…”

“Had a long way from catching up with Wudang.”

“….”

“I know, Dojang.”

Hyun Sang smiled gently.

“Thanks to Wudang, Mount Hua can strive. We hope that Mount Hua can become such an existence in the future.”

“….”

“Then.”

Turning lightly, he suddenly looked up at the sky.