Chapter 133

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Return of The Mount Hua –Chapter 133. My Work is Only Starting (3)

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Mu Jin. The 22nd disciple of the Great Wudang Sect. (22^nd by generation, I think)

A member of Mu distribution, first-class disciple of Wudang, and one of Wudang’s Three Sword.

He was nicknamed Blue Dragon Sword. (Could also Clear/Pure Water, Flowing Water/Stream.)

There were many other words to describe him.

What certain is that he is one of those who lead the current Wudang.

Basically, the sect leader and elders decide the big and small things of the sect, but those who execute that are the first-class disciples. And Mu Jin is one of the greatest first-class disciples of Wudang.

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

But there are exceptions to everything.

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

'Mount Hua Divine Dragon.'

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

‘You're not a mindless idiot, are you?’

There is no way such idiots could defeat Wudang's second-class disciple. That means there's trickery at play behind it.

However, it is arrogant to think that such trickery will work to Mu Jin.

Mu Jin's sword quietly headed towards Chung Myung.

No more conversation is needed. If there is something that each other wants, they just clash their swords and get what they want. Because that's Murim's way.

"Muryang."

Mu Jin chanting buddha’s name quietly. (Doho, but changed it to buddha’s name. as Muryang is one of its name, I think)

Chung Myung shakes his head lightly as if the chanting were annoying.

‘Good posture.’

It looks stable.

Even in the eyes of Cheong Myung, there is no particular flaw. There is a reason why the arrogant disciples of Wudang are overly respected. Chung Myung doesn't know who it is, but he sure that his opponent has a good reputation in Murim with that much strength.

Even the second-class disciple is called one of the rising stars in Murim.

But it's not that rising star who is in front of Chung Myung right now. A true Wudang's swordsman is now targeting Chung Myung.

With a blade-like momentum that seemed to pierce his flesh at any moment.

Chung Myung raised the corners of his lips slightly.

At this rate, he could be the strongest swordsman with his reborn.

But...

"Oh, one thing before we start it."

Mu Jin's eyebrows wriggle.

"You're not saying to just pretend it didn't happen, are you?"

"No way. I just want to make a bet."

"Bet?"

"Yes."

Chung Myung says with a grin.

"If you win and don't get anything, wouldn’t you be disappointed? So let's listen to each other's wishes. I want to hear what that sword gun is."

Mu Jin still looks at Chung Myung.

Even though his face is covered with a mask, a smile is oozing from the corners of his eyes.

‘To dare smile in front of my sword...’

"Okay."

"Oh? Are you angry?"

"Instead, if you lose, take off the mask, bow your head and apologize. And admit that Mount Hua is never Wudang's opponent."

"Well, I'm not of Mount Hua. But fine. I'll do that for you."

Chung Myung shrugged.

"Just don't say anything if you lose."

Mu Jin's face was contorted with shame.

"I am a disciple of Wudang. Even if I bite my tongue and die, that cannot happen.”

"Wow, that's impressive."

Chung Myung grinned.

‘That's why I'm comfortable with kids like this.'

‘If I scratch them a little, they'll go wild on their own.’

"Well, let's start without wasting time. Bring it on."

It was an attitude of complete disrespect. Soon after vigor began to flow out of Mu Jin's body.

"Will the Sahyung be okay?"

"……."

Jin Hyun couldn't immediately answer that question. Why he can't answer, he himself doesn't know.

The identity of that bastard is obviously Mount Hua Divine Dragon Chung Myung.

That body shape and that tone. Above all, doesn't the attitude that seems to be out of its mind give place for doubt?

'I didn't see that bastard's skills.'

At the time of confronting Mount Hua's disciples, Divine Dragon sat behind and just watched, and never raised his sword.

Judging from that attitude, perhaps among the disciples of Mount Hua who were there, the strongest person might have been Mount Hua Divine Dragon.

- You can't bring him out with your skills. The level has to be right.

Right. That's what Righteous Sword said.

The Righteous Sword who defeated Jin Hyun.

‘Even so.'

It is impossible for the Mount Hua Divine Dragon to defeat Mu Jin.

There is at least 30 years difference between Mu Jin and Chung Myung. It is Mu Jin who is called the absolute power in among its rank.

Dealing an opponent that has over 30 years gap?

The possibility was slim even with one rank difference. But now there is even two rank difference in them, it’s simply impossible. How can he beat a man who is close to being his grandfather beyond his father's age?

Chung Myung was not even born when Mu Jin entered the world of Murim at Chung Myung’s age. The power of those years can never be caught up with just talent.

Jin Hyun was fully aware of that.

But...

‘Why am I so nervous?'

Jin Hyun bit his lips.

Jin Hyun, who had already lost to those who he thought would never lose with because he was surprised to see their strength, was unable to accept the situation coolly.

In particular, Chung Myung's relaxed act keeps making him anxious.

‘No, it mustn't be.’

Jin Hyun's stared at the two with bloodshot eyes.

It is disgraceful that he lost to Righteous Sword, but it should end with just that. However, if Mu Jin loses to Chung Myung, it's really over.

If that happens, Wudang will always be evaluated below Mount Hua. At least while Chung Myung is alive.

‘That won't happen! Never!'

Jin Hyun glared at the two with bloody eyes.

At the tip of the sword, there is blue sword energy.

It may be too much to deal young martial artists under two ranks with that sword.

Mu Jin, however, did not hold back his sword.

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

'Mount Hua Divine Dragon.'

Mu Jin heard that name so hard that it hurts his ears.

A divine being that suddenly popped out of the decaying Mount Hua.

It's rare to find anything that excites the common people so much.  The hasty ones did not hesitate to put him on the top of the world’s rising star list.

There has been no significant activity for the past two years since the Conference, so now it has faded a bit, but in the end, fame is just a façade. What matters is what the disciple has done.

If the rumors of the Conference are all true. Chung Myung, who is now in front of his eyes, must be a powerful person that cannot be underestimated.

‘All the more reason to cut him off here.'

He glared at Chung Myung with a more serious face.

At first glance, he didn't seem very strong.

Accumulated strength in body through training. Those who have risen to a high level naturally give out a strong aura, even if they don't want to express their power.

Each movement follows the discipline, and a strong momentum flows out implicitly. (the raw is 동작 하나하나가 무의 이치를 따르게 되고, 은연중에 강한 기세가 흘러나오는 법이다.)

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

However, the masked man in front of him didn’t give any strong aura. If he hadn't try to deceive him and got close, Mu Jin might have believed he was a real robber.

No, he will think it was a crazy robber.

He doesn’t know.

Whether that man is strong or not. Whether he is crazy or not.

He seems like a chaos of the world that stuffed together and became a person.

"That's enough of the staring contest. Bring it on."

"Do you want me to go first?"

"Yes."

"……Me?"

Mu Jin's eyebrows twitch.

‘Are you saying that the words to jump in earlier were sincere?’

No matter how much he claims that he is not a disciple of Mount Hua, it is very clear that the bastard is Chung Myung. But he told Mu Jin to go first, which was two ranks higher than him?

"There is a limit to arrogance."

"Then I'll go first. Just don't regret it."

"This!"

It was the moment when he was about to yell.

Paat!

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

Swoosh.

Mu Jin only realized it was a sword wind blown by Chung Myung when hot blood spilled from his cheek.

"……."

"It's just a greeting."

Chung Myung grinned.

At that moment, Mu Jin completely abandoned his disrespect against Chung Myung.

'If he were aiming for the neck, I'd be decapitated.'

Being careless?

No, Mu Jin didn't let his guard down.

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

Mu Jin bites his lips tightly.

An inexcusable mistake.

However, there is still room for redemption. Mu Jin tightened his hand holding the sword.

"Thank you for your consideration."

"You’re welcome."

Chung Myung shrugs his shoulders.

"If you're grateful, I hope you don't do this in moderation and do it properly."

"Of course..."

There was a bright blue light in Mu Jin's eyes.

"I will!"

Mu Jin's foot hits the ground.

And he rushed towards Chung Myung at an invisible speed.

Chung Myung eyes lit up at the sight.

‘That's how it should be!’

Blue Dragon Sword Mu Jin.

Recently, even Chung Myung, who is not particularly interested in Murim, has heard this name once. It can be said that he have earned that much fame.

That's why...

'Show me everything.’

‘So that I can check it.’

How different the powerhouse of a hundred years ago and the powerhouse of the present have become.

Has Murim's Martial Art improved?

Or were they weakened by what they had lost in the war against Magyo? (I will use magyo instead demons sect. If you don’t like it, tell me in the comment.)

Southern Edge Sect's disciples could not be used for the measurement. Their martial arts have deteriorated, and Chung Myung's opponents were nothing but a lower members.

But if it Mu Jin, he could serve as a measure.

Woong!

Mu Jin's sword exuded a blue light.

‘Is it Taichi?'

The sword energy rushes out like a ferocious river.

Violent Stream. (The raw is, Chinese 大河滔滔 . Korean 도도한 대하 Or 대하도도)

The endless swordsmanship that Wudang is proud of. In order to maintain that strong flow, a huge amount of strength is required.

This is why Wudang's second-class disciples cannot serve as measure.

Wudang's martial art is like a vicious and powerful nature. (the raw is 무당의 무학은 진정한 대기만성의 무학.)

Wudang's unique martial art with its softness, in the end, comes from a huge energy that overwhelms the opponent. Even if it is the same martial arts, it is Wudang's martial arts that the power differs by heaven and earth depending on the energy used.

Blue. (literal mtl says blue, changed it)

The river of sword that is constantly flooding.

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

'It's a blue sword.'

It is a sword worthy of his name. But...

‘This is not enough!'

Chung Myung's sword is slowly pointed forward. At the tip of his sword, there was a young red sunset-colored sword energy.

Woong.

The sunset-colored sword energy splits the flowing river sword to left and right.

Mu Jin opened his eyes wide.

‘You're dividing it?’

‘My sword?’

"Nonsense!"

Even before being aware of it, an astonishing exclamation burst out.

The sword of Wudang flows endlessly.

It is a sword that never breaks and continues. But the sword was splitted easily.

"Keuk!”

Mu Jin retrieves the sword and quickly releases it again.

Violent Stream.

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

The energy soaring from Dantian is emitted through the sword without leaving any behind.

Wudang's sword is Sword of Nature.

Nature is benevolent but sometimes more ferocious than anything else.

Just as human beings stop the flow of Yangtze River, fighting against the sword flowing like a river seemed like a futile thing to do.

'It is perfect!'

Mu Jin was confident in the sword he had unleashed.

No matter how talented he is at flying and creeping, he wouldn’t be able to handle his swordsmanship. It was such a perfectly executed Violent Stream.

‘If it's this sword....’

It was that moment.

"Tsk!"

With an annoying voice, a flash of red 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 transmitted from the wrist caused Mu Jin to lose balance and fall back.

Thud.

A scene of the masked man shaking his sword enters his eyes.

"There's nothing to see."

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

"Wudang Three Sword my ass. With that skill?"

"……."

"Let's start with a little beating."

Chung Myung rushed toward Mu Jin without delay.

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