return of Mount Hua Sect MTL - chapter 154

Ch 154

Chapter 154: 154

Janggangmukdo, Cho Myoung-san, trembled slightly.

“What is it?”

His eyes are fixed on the young Do-in who stepped forward.

There’s nothing special about it.

Nor does it feel extraordinary.

Nevertheless, Cho Myoung-san could not take his eyes off him from the moment that the young seal stepped forward.

Is what I’m feeling right now?’

My spine is cool.

He earned the nickname “Janggangmukdo” through an immeasurable fierce battle. In other words, he is not a man who has grown up in greenhouses, but a man who has grown up in action and battle.

So you can tell by looking at the opponent.

Is this guy just a strong kid or a real fighter?

There is nothing to be afraid of if you are a strong child. He’s been knocking down a lot stronger than he is.

No matter how strong the sword is, it is not scary to kill people.

But…

What the hell is he doing?

His senses warn me.

It’s dangerous.

That kid standing in front of me is in danger.

The muscles are tight and the hand on the door grabs the dodo unconsciously. My saliva was drying up and my throat was getting stiff.

However, Jang Kang-mukdo could not understand what he felt now.

It is clear that the author is a baby boy who has not lost any baby fat. Moreover, he is a disciple of Hawasan. It is only recently that Hawasan’s disciples have begun their activities in the stronghold.

But his senses were saying that the author in front of him was an old man who fought numerous battles. This means that he is the most dangerous enemy to run away without looking back.

How is this possible?

Thick drops of sweat flowed from the forehead of Janggangmukdo Mountain.

It doesn’t make sense.

But Cho Myoung-san knows. Gangho is a place where many things that do not make sense in common sense happen. Just collecting the bodies of those whose necks have run away from believing in clumsy common sense will make up for most lakes.

It’s much better to trust your senses, not your ever-changing common sense, to survive in this rugged stronghold.

“……you’d better not belittle that child.”

It was a word that Cho Myoung-san struggled to bring up after agonizing over and over again. But of course no one understood the word.

The Dara sword smiles and looks back at Cho Myoung-san.

“What are you talking about, sculpture? Are you trying to be a joke?”

“Kkkkkk. Jang Kang-muk must have been scared. Isn’t there a class of aristocrats who are cringy just by looking at the disciples of the great literature?”

The last meeting of the powerful department made a big laugh.

Jang Kang-muk Do and Cho Myoung-san did not get angry while listening to such reactions. He didn’t think they’d understand anyway. Even Cho Myoung-san, who is feeling this palpable sense, is not convinced and sure why, how can they understand?

“Stay back if you’re scared. I’ll take care of that little guy.”

The Great Sword took a step forward with a sneer.

However, Cho Myoung-san did not dissuade such a large sword.

I warned you, I have no right to speak up and dissuade anyone from walking into the extremities. It’s just that we’re working together here for a while, if we’re meant to be friends.

The Dara sword stepped forward and sharpened low while looking at Chung-Myung.

“Did you say you’d teach me heartlessness?”

Chung-Myung did not reply.

There was a clear sneer in the mouth of the Dera sword when he saw Chung-Myung.”Maybe he’s a kid, but he’s fearless. Or… that sense of justice must have set your heart on fire?”

Chung-Myung still looks at the Dara sword without saying a word.

“Know one thing, kid. A sense of justice is useless in a strong lake. Consultation is something that only those with power can have. A weak agreement is just a whinge. You will be aware of that today. Of course the price is your life.”

Chung-Myung looked at the sword and opened his mouth.

“Are you still there?”

“……What?”

“If I had talked to you, I would have told you to come at me.”

The Great Sword’s eyes became fierce.

“A little boy bit a mop in his mouth.”

Chung-Myung’s eyes sank. He began to walk slowly toward the Dara sword as if no further conversation was needed.

The natural drooping of the plum sword held in one hand, and the appearance of him approaching indifferently without saying a word, strangely presses the Great Sword.

“……it’sorry.

As soon as the Great Sword was about to yell, Chung-Myung changed his mind coldly.

“Weren’t you going to kill him anyway?”

The Great Sword is speechless.

“Then I’ll kill him.”

“…….”

That’s true.

No matter how Chung-Myung reacts, the Dagger will kill him. The reason they were here in the first place was to kill everyone who entered here.

So as Chung-Myung said, we can just kill him.

Whether you’re cheeky, ignorant, or scared.

Such a thing was of no consequence.

‘Didn’t I act like that a little while ago?’

Even those who were cooling down on the floor now poured all sorts of curses on them as they were dying. Did the Dara sword save their lives? Just scoffed at their reactions and neatly cut the line of life.

But why did you try to talk to Chung-Myung now?

The Dara sword bit his lips.

Because he thought he looked like a frightened puppy now.

Wolves don’t bark before hunting. They just rush in, bite off the prey, and cut their breaths. Only frightened dogs raise their voices to avoid fighting.

“That’s ridiculous.”

Why do you mean he’s scared?

To that open fire and Hawaiian thing?

You welcome!

The people he killed here alone were powerful enough to tear open fire and tear down Hawasan’s young disciples with their bare hands.

So why are you afraid of such clumsiness now?

Squeeze.

The Dara sword gave strength to the sword it caught.

The whole body’s muscles are pulled tight.

Let’s see if you can talk like that with a knife in your mouth.’

The Great Sword has raised its hackles against Chung-Myung.

But he didn’t realize until that moment that something was wrong.

If he had been sober, he would find the situation of anger against Chung-Myung bizarre in itself. It’s something to laugh at when a fearless little boy pushes his life, not something to get angry about.

But Darragum didn’t realize it until the very end, and it hastened his line of command.

That. That. That. That’sabook.

Staring at Chung-Myung, who was approaching indifferently, the Dara sword rushed in with a big stroke.

His bayonet, longer than usual, falls through the atmosphere toward Chung-Myung’s head.

Whoops!

But his sword could not reach Chung-Myung’s head.

Before the sword could reach, Chung-Myung’s sword bounced his bayonet like a light.”Stop it?”

This kid blocked his sword?

Anger and bewilderment pierce the heart of the sword. But Dara Gum also has thick bones in Kang Ho. There was only a moment of panic. Sooner or later, he swings the flicked sword again to aim at Chung-Myung’s side.

Clare fluid!

A sword with a blue sword dug in at a terrifying speed, aiming at Chung-Myung’s side.

Whoops!

But this time, too, Chung-Myung’s body was out of reach. When he saw his bayonet bounce out, he opened his eyes wide.

It’s blocked.

No, that’s not the point.

The important thing is not that the sword was blocked, but that the sword had never seen Chung-Myung’s sword blocking it.

It’s as if a sword breaks through space.

It’s not about moving and blocking, it’s more like appearing there.

‘That can’t be true!’

This is a nonsense.

He is a great sword.

Even if he is a great disciple of most prestigious scholars, he will have no choice but to be nervous against the Great Prosecutors’ Office.

But that Chung-Myung kid is stronger than Dara Gom?

It can’t happen, it shouldn’t happen.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

There was a roar in the mouth of the Great Sword.

But Chung-Myung’s eyes, looking at him, were only low and low.

The sword of the Great Sword swings wildly. A sword determined to tear apart the opponent. It was a series of death knifes that did not allow any circumstances in their hands.

Caw, caw, caw, caw!

But none of his near-random attacks touched Chung-Myung’s body.

Despite flying more than 10 swords in an instant, they all bounce back to the road in front of Chung-Myung’s body half.

At first glance, there was despair in the eyes of the Great Sword.

“In no ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!”

A young sword pours out a blue net on his sword.

Recognizing that the precision and speed of the sword do not stand a chance, the Dera sword changes the form of the sword from a pleasure sword to a defeat sword.

No matter how strong Chung-Myung is, he is inevitably still young. Therefore, he judged that he could not be a match if he dragged him into a history match.

Such a grand slammer’s judgment is common sense correct. No matter how talented a sword is, it can’t go back time.

But the only problem was that common sense didn’t work for Chung-Myung.

“Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

A sword carrying all the history of Danjeon flooded Chung-Myung’s head with a formidable sword. The sword looked twice as big as the sword swelled in strength.

He was threatening to split his skull at any moment.

However, Daeragum quickly realized that his choice was wrong.

Screaming!

As soon as his heavy sword is struck, Chung-Myung’s sword falls twice as fast as it has ever been.

Squeak.

And Dara Gum saw it.

The way his sword soared into the sky.

A sword with a blue sword bounces high in the sky. The moment I saw his hand clasping the handle of the sword, the two letters “despair” were engraved in the Dara sword’s mind.

The last thing he saw with his head down was Chung-Myung’s unfeeling eyes staring at him.

No anger, no animosity.

How can a man see a man with such eyes?

Soon Chung-Myung passed by the Dara sword at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

The moment when I have a question in my head.

‘Huh?’

The world leans slowly.

As if the sky and the ground were overturned, the visible world circled in one direction.’What’s this…’

The ground soared into the sky, and the sky sank to the floor.

There is a scene that is so familiar and unfamiliar to the view of the Great Sword, which has still not been solved.

The human body.

The body of a man standing alone was so familiar to Daeragum, but it was also unfamiliar. He’s never seen his body from this angle.

Moreover, when could he see his neckless body in his life?

“Hey, I can’t even…….’

That was the last idea that Daera sword had in this world.

Flop.

The body of the sword, which lost its neck, falls to the floor.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Blood fountain sprouted from the clean cut throat and soaked Chung-Myung’s feet.

But he opened his mouth softly without even looking at the dead Dara Gum.

“Next.”

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