return of Mount Hua Sect MTL - chapter 133

Ch 133

Chapter 133: 133

Mu Jin(無振). The 22nd disciple of the Great Wudang faction.

A member of the Mujabae, the great disciple of the shaman, and a member of the Shaman Samgeom.

The star is a blue-liquid sword.

There’s a lot more to describe him than that.

What is certain is that he is one of the leading shamans now.

Basically, Moonpa’s great sosa is determined by long writers and elders, but those who carry out the determined sosa are great disciples. And Mu Jin is one of the shaman’s greatest disciples.

Everyone in the world praises him, everyone in the world supports him.

But there’s an exception to everything.

He met for the first time today someone who completely ignored his existence.

‘Hwasan dinosaur.’

Mu Jin glared at the masked man in front of his eyes with cold eyes.

You’re not a mindless idiot, are you?

There is no way such idiots can knock down Wudang’s archduke. That means there’s a way to hide it.

But it’s no more arrogance to think that one move will work for Mu Jin.

Mu Jin’s sword tip still headed to Chung-Myung.

No more conversation is needed. If there is something that each other wants, they will only bump into the sword and win what they want. Because that’s Kang Ho’s way.

“Natural supply and demand.”

Mu Jin memorized Doho quietly.

Chung-Myung turns his head lightly as if the doho were annoying.

Good posture.

It feels stable.

Chung-Myung’s posture is flawless. The arrogant shaman’s great disciples have reason to be overly polite to the author. I don’t know who it is, but I’m sure that’s pretty much the name of the game.

After all, it’s a late-stage student.

But it’s not the late index who’s on the verge of Chung-Myung right now. A true shaman’s inspection is now targeting Chung-Myung.

With a knife-like spirit that could penetrate the flesh at any moment.

Chung-Myung slightly rolled up the corners of his mouth.

At this rate, he is of course the best among those who have been reborn and faced with the sword.

But…

“Oh, just one before you get in.”

Mu Jin’s eyebrows are wiggling.

“You’re not going to come and pretend it didn’t happen, are you?”

“No way. I just want to make a bet.”

“Bet?”

“Yes.”

Chung-Myung says with a grin.

“We’ve won, but we don’t get anything. So let’s grant each other one thing. I’d like to hear the sword gun or something?”

Mu Jin still looks at Chung-Myung.

Even though I’m covering my face with a mask, I can see laughter in my eyes. How dare you smile with his sword in front of you…….

“I’ll do it for you.”

“Oh, you’re angry.”

“Instead, if you lose, take off your mask, tighten your head and apologize. And let’s just admit that Hawasan is no match for a shaman.”

“Well, I’m not a Hawaiian. But it’s good. I’ll give you that much.”

Chung-Myung shrugged.

“But you can’t say anything about it.”

Mu Jin’s face was distorted with disgrace.

“I am a disciple of the shaman. Bite your tongue to death, but it can’t happen.”

“Oh, that’s touching.”

Chung-Myung grinned.

This is why people like this are comfortable.’

If you scratch a little, they’ll go wild on their own.

“Well, let’s start without a hitch. Bring it on.”

It was a completely underdog attitude. It was not long before Mu Jin began to live.”Will the death penalty be okay?”

“…….”

Jin Hyun couldn’t immediately answer that question. I don’t know why I can’t answer myself.

The identity of the author is clear to be the Hawaiian god dragon Chung-Myung.

That body shape and tone. Above all, doesn’t the insane attitude take away the room for question?

‘I didn’t see the author’s skills.’

At the time of the confrontation with Hwasan’s disciples, the Hwasan god dragon sat behind and watched, never carrying a sword.

From that standpoint, perhaps the strongest of Hawasan’s disciples who were there was the Hawaiian dinosaur.

You can’t get him out of here with your skills. It’s supposed to be up to scratch.

Yeah, that’s what the pyrotechnic said.

Hwajeong who knocked down Jin Hyun.

But even if it does,

It is impossible for the Hawaiian dinosaur to defeat Mu Jin.

There is at least 30 years between Mu Jin and Chung-Myung. It is Mu Jin who is called the absolute power in the same distribution.

You’re dealing with a man like that over 30 years?

I don’t know if I can catch up with one distribution. But if there is a two-way difference in allocation, that is impossible. How can you beat a man who is close to his grandfather beyond his father’s?

Chung-Myung was not even born when Mu Jin crossed the river at the age of Chung-Myung. The power of those years can never be caught up with human resources.

Jin Hyun was fully aware of that.

By the way…

Why did you say you were so nervous?’

Jin Hyun bit his lips.

Jin Hyun, who had already lost to those who thought they would never lose, was unable to accept the situation coolly.

In particular, Chung-Myung’s relaxed posture keeps making people nervous.

No, you can’t.

Jin Hyun’s eyes are bleeding.

It is disgraceful that he lost to Hwajeonggum, but that is where it ends. But if Mu Jin loses to Chung-Myung, it’s really over.

If that happens, the shaman will always be judged under Hawasan. At least while Chung-Myung is alive.

That’s not gonna happen! Never!’

Jin Hyun glared at the two with bloody eyes.

The blue sword is young at the end of the sword.

It may be too much to deal with young inspections under both allocations.

Mu Jin, however, did not take the history of the sword.

The opponent has not only humiliated the shaman, but is now picking a fight with him. It is only natural to punish such a man.

‘Hwasan dinosaur.’

The name Mu Jin was also hard of hearing.

A divinity springing out of the ravishing Hawasan.

There will be few things that will excite the luxuries like this. The impetuous have already made no bones about putting him in the post of index leader.

There has been no particular activity for two years since the Hwajong Branch, so it is a little withered now, but in the end, fame is just a bluff. What matters is what interest has done.

If the rumors of Hwajong Branch are all true, the author Chung-Myung, who is in front of his eyes, will never be able to be belittled.

All the more reason to break it down here.’

He glared at Chung-Myung with a more serious face.At first glance, it didn’t seem very strong.

Building up on the body through training. Those who rise to the stage naturally oozes out, even if they don’t want to express their power.

Each movement follows the logic of the radish, and a strong spirit flows out implicitly.

Therefore, one can guess the opponent’s strength to some extent without facing each other’s swords.

However, the masked man in front of his eyes could not feel any strong spirit. If I hadn’t pulled the wool over his eyes and got close, I might have believed it was a real robbery.

No, you thought it was a crazy robbery.

I don’t know.

Whether it’s strong or not. Are you out of your mind?

He seems to have gathered the chaos of the world and stuffed it into a person.

“That’s enough of the staring contest. Come on.”

“Do you want me to go first?”

“Yes.”

“……me?”

Mu Jin’s eyebrows are wiggling.

Did you mean what you said earlier?

It is too clear that the author is Chung-Myung, however he claims not to be a disciple of Hwasan. But are you telling me to go first with a double portion?

“There is a degree of arrogance.”

“Then I’ll go. Just don’t regret it.”

“Lee!”

I was about to yell.

Screaming!

Something passes through his face with the sound of air cracking.

Falling down.

Mu Jin realized it was Chung-Myung’s blast, when hot blood spilled from a long split ball.

“…….”

“I said hello.”

Chung-Myung grinned.

At that moment Mu Jin completely abandoned Chung-Myung’s disrespect.

‘If you were aiming for the neck, you’d be decapitated.’

Let your guard down?

No, I didn’t let my guard down.

It’s just that Chung-Myung’s sword was several times faster than he thought.

Mu Jin bites his lips tightly.

An indefensible error.

However, there is no room for resolution yet. Mu Jin tightened his hand holding the sword.

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“Thank you.”

Chung-Myung shrugs.

“If you’re grateful, I want you to do it properly instead of moderately.”

“Of course…”

Mu Jin’s eyes were young and blue.

“I will!”

Mu Jin’s foot hits the ground.

Then he rushed towards Chung-Myung at an invisible speed.

Chung-Myung glowed at the sight.

I’ll do that.

Blue-ryu sword Mu Jin.

Recently, even Chung-Myung, who is not particularly interested in Kang-ho, has heard this name once. It can be said that he is so famous.

That’s why…

‘Show me everything.’

You can check it out.

What a difference between a hundred years ago and a hundred years ago.

Has Kang Ho’s Muhak improved?

Or are you weakened by what you lost in the war against Magyo?

Jongnam’s disciples could not be the measure. Their martial arts were tarnished, and Chung-Myung’s opponents were nothing but late indicators.

But Mu Jin could be the yardstick.

Whoo! Whoo!

Mu Jin’s sword exuded a blue sword.

Is it Taecheong?’

The sword washes up like a river.

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The endless sword that the shaman boasts. It takes a huge history to maintain that strong flow.

This is why Wudang’s great disciples cannot be a measure.

Wudang’s shamanism is the true art of high-altitude.

The latecomer, who is unique to shamanism, and its tenderness, eventually comes from its enormous history of overwhelming opponents. Even if it is the same Muhak, it is the shaman’s Muhak that its power varies as much as heaven and earth depending on the size of its history.purple

The river of sword that is constantly flooding.

Chung-Myung opened his eyes slightly as he looked at the bluish blackness.

“The Pursuit Sword.”

It is a sword worthy of its name. But…

This is not enough!’

Chung-Myung’s sword is slowly pointed forward. The red sunset at the end of his sword was young.

Whoosh whoooow.

Soon, the sunset black separates the river of black from side to side.

Mu Jin opened his eyes wide.

You’re going to split it?

This sword?

“Nonsense!”

Even before being conscious, astonishing exclamations burst out.

The sword of a shaman is a disgrace.

It is a sword that never breaks and continues. But the sword was splitting so simply.

“Kkkkkkk!

Mu Jin retrieves the sword and quickly releases it again.

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The sword, which has been constantly emitted from the sword, flows deeper and bluer.

The history of the Danjeon rises through the sword.

Shaman’s Black Sword of Nature.

Nature is benevolent, but sometimes more ferocious than anything else.

Just as human beings cannot stop the waters of Janggang River, it seemed too futile to counter the river-like sword.

“Perfect!”

Mu Jin was convinced of the sword he had unleashed.

No matter how good he is at flying meat. Even so, you won’t be able to help with this sword. It was such a perfectly developed great island.

If it’s this sword….

It was that moment.

“Tsk!”

With an annoying voice, a flash of sunset flashes at the moment. At the same time, his sword, which was rushing in, bounced in all directions and was completely crushed.

“Gasp!”

The enormous force passed down to the wrist caused Mu Jin to lose balance and fall back.

Flop.

He enters the scene of a masked man shaking his sword in his eyes sitting on the floor.

“Nothing to see.”

The masked man shook his head from side to side. Then he grabs the sword and walks towards Mu Jin.

“Frozen to death. With that skill?”

“…….”

“Let’s start with a little beating.”

Chung-Myung rushed toward Mu Jin without delay.

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