Return of the Mount Hua Sect
Chap 898

"Suddenly?"

“Wow, this is…”

Mount Hua’s disciples all backed away at the same time.

If Chung Myung and Tang Gun-nak fought each other, even if it was not a life-and-death battle but just an ordinary spar, it would still be really difficult to handle its destructive power.

But besides their concerns, their eyes also could not hide their expectations.

Tang Gun-nak.

He has now become a relative familiar to Mount Hua. That's why many times they couldn't feel his majesty. But no matter what, he is still the Lord of Sichuan Tang Family, a martial master whose level stands at the top of the Five Great Families.

There is no need to argue about his position on the Jianghu, compared to the title of Lord of Sichuan Tang Family, the name Tang Gun-nak has a lot more weight.

Poison King Tang Gun-nak.

That name is absolutely not inferior to the leaders of the Ten Great Sects who were once famous throughout the Yangtze River. Either way, he is always revered.

Such a person was not hiding his momentum in front of Chung Myung.

Whether Chung Myung is called Mount Hua’s Sword of Chivalry or is considered a young talent to lead the next generation of Jianghu, he can't be compared with Tang Gun-nak.

However, all the Mount Hua's disciples who are watching this strange match were not worried about Chung Myung at all. They were just waiting for the results with eyes filled with excitement and unwavering faith in Chung Myung.

'This recollection is refreshing.'

Baek Cheon's lips were tight.

He was the one who witnessed the confrontation between Chung Myung and Tang Gun-nak in the past. The two of them fought each other at Jo Gul's family manor. It was a spar within 10 moves.

And then began their predestined relationship.

But Baek Cheon knew. The spar at that time could not be called a proper fight. Even though Tang Zhan interfered in the middle of the match and ruined everything, it was just a battle that was only determined in 10 moves.

But now they were facing each other without any strings attached.

“Isn't this a bit rushed? Anyway, the Sect leader is here."

When Yoon Jong spoke with a strained tone, Baek Cheon immediately shook his head.

"The Sect Leader will understand."

“But…Isn't the closer you are, the more polite you should be? What is it like to see each other and ask for a spar?"

"You’re not wrong. But..."

Baek Cheon said while not taking his eyes off those two.

"Sometimes there are relationships that don't need things like courtesy"

The feeling of flowing air touching the fingertips was very clear.

Through this feeling, Tang Gun-nak knew that his concentration level was at its peak. He stared at Chung Myung on the opposite side and tried to calm the corner of his mouth, which was slowly becoming dry.

'Life is always unpredictable.'

After the first meeting in Sichuan, who would have thought that he would be in a big match with that cheeky brat today?

Seeing how Chung Myung calmly received his aura, a sense of triumph began to well up in Tang Gun-nak.

That boy is already stronger.

No doubt.

This little sword warrior who had always been able to do things beyond his imagination, in the past three years, had also become stronger than Tang Gun-ak could have predicted.

That's why he wanted to know.

How much stronger this young friend of his was after all. Will Tang Gun-ak's hand reach his strength or not.

Just when his concentration peaked and stretched out the muscles of his entire body…

"Wow, so scared."

“…”

Unlike him, whose whole body was covered in true Innate Qi, Chung Myung was trembling sarcastically.

“There is nothing to be afraid of. That's why it's called a spar."

"Is that so?"

"That's right. It has to be."

Tang Gun-nak looked at Chung Myung's leisurely appearance and laughed.

"May I ask a question?"

"Yes?"

“Do you think anyone who dares to be arrogant in front of me can survive?”

“…”

Chung Myung opened his eyes wide. But those eyes then immediately drew a soft curve. He chuckled and answered.

"Yes, I guess?"

"What?"

"Isn't there a single one?"

“…”

“Otherwise, I might be the first.”

Immediately after the short conversation ended, Chung Myung and Tang Gun-ak looked at each other and smiled happily.

This conversation was also the same words they had said to each other when they first met at the Four Seas Merchant Guild in the past.

Right. Apparently Chung Myung became the first person to become a friend of Tang Gun-nak by acting so liberally in front of him.

“What now? Is it only ten moves this time?"

“I think a hundred moves are still not enough.”

“Lord Tang has flattered me.”

"Because I'm the Lord of the Tang Family, I can't say it's thousand moves you know."

"You've become so sloppy just now."

“Thanks to someone.”

Tang Gun-ak smiled faintly.

It's not a joke, the truth is that 1000 moves are still not enough for now. Until now, he had continuously tried to suppress Chung Myung's rising aura, but he still could not grasp the flow of Chung Myung's Qi.

'This feeling is exactly like how the water is flowing down.'

He wanted to know.

The fierce battle in Yangtze River that year.

Chung Myung survived after facing Jang Ilso - The Overlord. With that fact alone, he gained a reputation that had shaken the entire realm.

But he understood very well and so did Chung Myung. The fact that he could confront Jang Ilso back then did not mean that he was equal to that demon.

If so, then.

At that time, Chung Myung could not. What about the current Chung Myung?

Does Chung Myung now have enough strength to deal with Jang Ilso and the Four Supreme Alliance?

'I must confirm it.'

A flying knife was pulled from Tang Gun-nak's sleeve. The dagger was placed between his index and middle fingers. At the same time, his body exuded a terrifyingly sharp aura.

And at that moment.

𝘚𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘵!

Chung Myung slowly pulled out the Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword. The sword was illuminated in the bright sunlight. Chung Myung remained in the same position, then he pointed the sword downwards.

It was a natural posture that felt no power at all. But as soon as he saw that figure, Tang Gun-nak felt strangely suffocated.

Downward Stance looked nothing special. But it clearly felt completely different from the Downward Stance that Tang Gun-nak had seen up to this point. He did not know exactly where the difference was, but he could be sure that it was very different.

The corner of Tang Gun-nak's mouth was slightly curved up.

He was about to say 'be careful' but stopped. Because those words were unnecessary for the person standing in front of him right now.

𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑒𝑘!

Tang Gun-nak's fingers tightened as if he wanted to break the flying knife clamped in the middle.

It was the Soul Chasing Dagger - the cherished weapon that Dark Saint Tang Bo used to use.

As soon as the internal energy rising from the Dantian was injected, the Soul Chasing Dagger let out a clear resounding sound.

Chung Myung's eyes faced Tang Gun-nak in the air.

FWHOOSH!

And suddenly, the Soul Chasing Dagger in Tang Gun-nak's hand appeared in the air.

Fwoosh! 𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑒𝑒𝑒𝑘!

At the same time, two different loud noises resounded throughout Mount Hua.

Gwak Hwa widened his eyes.

'What was that?'

It was clear that he had been standing here watching from the very beginning. But he couldn't figure out what was going on.

'N-no. Wait...So the two of you were facing each other when… suddenly a flying knife fell from the sky and made that sound?'

There are 2 things that are different from before.

Tang Gun-nak had extended his hand forward and Chung Myung had raised the sword that was pointing down diagonally.

“Af- after all…”

When Gwak Hwa was confused and couldn't understand, a voice rang in his ear.

"Crazy."

"So fast."

“I never thought I would be able to witness this scene after living this long.”

Gwak Hwa turned his head at the voices from behind. Baek Cheon, Yu Iseol and Jo Gul were shaking their heads with bored faces. They seem to have understood something. Seeing that, Gwak Hwa asked.

"Wh-, what just happened?"

“Just a matter of course.”

"Yes?"

Baek Cheon said softly.

“The attacker launched the dagger, the defender intercepted it.”

“Wh- what…”

"But…"

Baek Cheon lightly bit his lips.

“That process happened so fast that the sound was even slower”

"...."

"Simple, isn't it?"

'I don't know either'

Gwak Hwa's face gradually paled.

So...right in front of his eyes, Tang Gun-nak launched the flying knife, Chung Myung knocked it over. But because the process happened so fast, his eyes could only see the shape of the flying blade in the air?

'What kind of combat is this?'

Gwak Hwa has certainly gained great confidence through the training process of hell for the past 3 years. However, the one hit that was being displayed in front of his eyes right now had shattered all the confidence he had worked so hard to accumulate.

Their capacities are different. Isn't this statement very appropriate for this situation?

"Gwak Hwa."

"Yes? Ah...yes! Sasuk!"

"Don't miss a single moment of this match"

“…”

“Someday it will come in handy. Just like we used to.”

"I’ll keep that in mind, sasuk."

Mount Hua’s disciples were immersed in confusion and tried to open their eyes wide to witness the match.

"Hmm"

Chung Myung shook his sword lightly. The heavy pain from his wrist sent him into a strange mood.

“The title of Poison King seems a bit monotonous, doesn’t it?”

𝑇ℎ𝑢𝑑.

After recovering the spinning Soul Chasing Dagger the air, Tang Gun-ak shrugged.

“Thanks to someone”

“Tch. You’ve used a little more strength this time."

Chung Myung clicked his tongue.

Of course he knew too. In the past, Tang Gun-ak had not used his full strength in their duel. Because for a martial master with a high self-esteem like Tang Gun-nak, to go all out in a fight with an elite latecomer is nothing more than an insult.

But even in that respect, the power and speed he put into the flying knife now far surpassed Tang Gun-nak of the past.

'Even to the point of reminding me of the old days.'

This blow reminded him of the memories of Tang Bo.

And the meaning of this situation is only one.

Since Chung Myung came to the Tang Family and formed an alliance, Tang Gun-ak only used flying knives, not poison. That is to say, over the years, he had been honing himself incessantly.

To overcome the limitation of poison use.

"It's not easy"

Fundamental change is inherently such a painstaking path that ordinary training cannot compare.

But Tang Gun-nak just shook his head as if it didn't matter at all.

“Not only Mount Hua.”

"What?"

When Chung Myung tilted his head because he did not understand the meaning of those words, Tang Gun-nak spoke in a calm and sure tone.

“Mount Hua has overcome everything in this world, so in that perspective, it feels like the world is stopping.”

“…”

“But we also do not stay still to watch the development of Mount Hua. Although we are slow, we are moving forward, clearly and steadfastly, step by step.”

Tang Gun-nak gripped the flying knife tightly.

“That's why I still don't want to cede the top spot. It's my role, not your, to knock down the Four Supreme Alliance."

Chung Myung pursed his lips.

It was an expression forced to hold back laughter.

Because right now, he just wanted to explode in joy.

"𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯. 𝘛𝘢𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨-𝘯𝘪𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺.

"Anyway..."

It’s really ingrained in the blood. Like predecessor like successors.

Chung Myung slowly lowered his sword.

The words that Tang Gun-nak just said were the best words that a martial artist or an ally could say.

If so, then...

Chung Myung curled the corners of his mouth up and gripped the sword in his hand. The green thread attached to the tip of the sword shook gently.

He also had to prove to Tang Gun-nak that, whether as a martial artist or an ally, his past training time was not in vain!

𝑆𝑤𝑎𝑎𝑒𝑒𝑘!!!

Immediately after, the flying knives that Tang Gun-ak released rushed towards Chung Myung like a ray of light.