Chapter 135

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Return of The Mount Hua –Chapter 135. My Work is Only Starting (5)

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Flustered, Mu Jin stepped back and expressed his doubts.

"You're going to do more here?"

"No, I'm not saying I'm going to do more, I'm going to beat you up."

‘You're going to beat up?’

‘Me?’

That's a face full of resentment no matter how he looks at it. Unable to understand the situation, Mu Jin asked urgently once again.

"But I haven't caused you any resentment."

"Huh?"

Chung Myung stops walking. Then he tilted his head sideways.

"You don't?”

"……."

"No grudges, huh?"

Chung Myung speaks as if it was absurd.

"Are you crazy?"

He can't help but laugh.

"Someone else's subsidiary sect who was living well.. You beat up the subsidiary sect of Mount Hua, who has nothing to do with you at pleases, and caused the sect leader to suffer injury!"

‘Uh...’

‘That's definitely true.’

"As if wasn't enough, you forced the kids who were living well to leave right away! What? No grudges?"

Chung Myung’s eyes were bloodshot.

"Anyway, this is why bastard that full of themselves! They don't think about what they've done and blame others. They're picking a fight. What the hell?"

Chung Myung flinched as he tried to spit.

'Ah, I'm wearing a mask.'

‘That was close.’

Chung Myung said, pointing to Wudang’s second-class disciple.

"Let's just say they do what they're told. Uh-huh. What could they have done wrong?"

The second-class disciple, who became a child that only do what they told, protested with tears in their eyes. But Chung Myung continued speaking without paying any attention to the reaction.

"But not you. If you become a great disciple, you should take responsibility for what the sect has done."

Chung Myung looked at the second-classs disciple with strange eyes.

"Don't think I will let you go just because I spoke favorably of you."

"……."

‘No, but you said you were a robber, not a disciple of Mount Hua.’

‘Please establish your identity first.…. ‘

"You bastards have gone crazy! You beat up the last good man in this era who has paid tribute for 30 years and persecuted him. What? No grudge? Huh? Huh?"

Chung Myung blinks his eyes.

Of course, Chung Myung has nothing against them.

But sect is such a thing!

The disciple's grudge is sect's grudge! And the subsidiary sect's grudge is the main sect’s grudge!

Chung Myung now bears the grudges of Huayin Sect, not Mount Hua.

"Come here, motherf*cker. You should be beaten all day long and still more. The fact that you were sent from a higher-up means that you were involved in this, right? I'll tell you exactly what the price for messing with Mount Hua's subsidiary sect is."

It was crazy from Mu Jin's point of view.

How much has he been involved in this? This was decided by his superiors. Of course, Mu Jin also influenced the decision, but he has never been involved enough to take on all the responsibilities.

"Why? Are you upset?"

"……."

"Unfairness is freezing! Unfairness! You enter Wudang, take all the good things, learn all the good martial arts, and live comfortably without worrying about the world, and now you're going to put the blame on others?"

Mu Jin flinched.

"Get a hold of yourself. That's not what sect is like. Even if a child does something wrong, the one who will get cursed is the top, and the lower man cleans up the sh*t from the higher-ups."

Just like Chung Myung does now.

‘Oh, did I?’

‘Anyway!’

"If you're guilty, it's a world that you’ll be punished. I'll punish you from now on, take it sweetly."

"Oh, no...."

As soon as Chung Myung was about to rush, Mu Jin grabbed his sword first. Chung Myung cracked his neck as he watched Mu Jin.

"And I'm sure I have told you earlier. That if you don't give it, you won't be able to walk back. Despite looking like this, I'm a person who keeps promises."

Mu Jin bit his lips.

Come to think of it,  he definitely heard that. At that time, he thought it was just an arrogant babbling, so he just let it slide.

Mu Jin, who confirmed there was no room for compromise, hardened his face.

Then, Jin Hyun and Mu Jin instantaneously exchange glances.

Conflicts are flooding in.

There is no one here. Then it may be better to join forces. Since he doesn't seem to be willing to let them go and step down.

So they rather did …

It was that moment.

Chung Myung rushed to Mu Jin, who has been at loss between reality and conscience.

"Here I come!"

Chung Myung swings his sword from top to bottom intensely.

Mu Jin's sword, which has not yet reached out, is scattered all over by Chung Myung's sword.

"It's been this long!"

Chung Myung stepped forward with his right foot!

"But still no improvement, you bastards!"

Whoosh!

"Ugh……"

Blood gushed out of Mu Jin's nose, which had blocked Chung Myung’s sword that had been swung with tremendous force.

At the same time, his waist was excessively bent backward.

'Huh, my waist...….'

He feel like his back going to break.

But he somehow persevered…

"You blocked it? this?"

Bam!

No, he doesn't think he has made it through.

Chung Myung starts swinging his sword again.

"Wudang bastard! Don't think about stopping it!"

Bam!

"Block it by force? This?"

Bam!

Mu Jin's feet began to dig into the ground. A scene as if hammering a nail.

His body, hit by Chung Myung’s, pierced the floor.

"Softness overpowers strength my ass! Anyway, keep your mouth alive!" (The raw 능유제강은 얼어 뒈질 능유제강)

Crack!

"Keuh...”

A cracking sound was heard from his back.

The pain he felt in his lower back and the arm that was about to break while blocking the sword made him lose his mind.

But at that moment.

A mixture of irritation and anger echoed in his ears, the most malignant voice in the world.

"Head! Head! Head! Head! You bastard! I told you to watch your head!"

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Mu Jin was somehow blocking the series of swords strike, but his sword, which could not handle the power of Chung Myung's sword, keeps hitting his head and bouncing up.

"Gasp! Gasp!"

Every time the sword’s flat side hit his head, he felt the pain of a huge iron hammer hitting his head.

Still, it was fortunate that he blocked it with the flat side. If he had blocked it with the sword’s edge, there would have been some clear lines on his head by now.

But the real problem wasn't his head.

'Ugh, my back...….'

The sound coming from the back is not unusual.

Mu Jin, who thought he could really die at this rate, clenched his teeth.

'Bah, I must counterattack somehow.…!'

The enemy is more powerful than ever.

It's not important whether it's Mount Hua Divine Dragon or not. Distribution? What the hell does that mean now?

‘First of all, I have to live!’

Fortunately, the guy in front of him had been aiming only for his head for a while. As if he didn't care that Mu Jin was blocking it with his sword.

'Kuh, just once!'

All he has to do is to strike back that sword once.

If there is an unexpected counterattack, there will always be a gap, and Mu Jin has the ability to aim for that gap. No, even if he doesn't have the ability, he must do it. If don't, his back will break before then.

"Head!"

The sword flashes.

'Now!'

Mu Jin gathered his energy as much as he could and pushed it into his lower body. Having prepared a solid bottom, he soon relaxed his upper body.

"Spill it out!"

The basics of Wudang are softness.

Any powerful force can be rendered meaningless if it can be flowed out.

He bit his teeth tightly and looked at the sword. When that sword strikes his sword’s flat side...

‘Huh?’

‘But why isn't that coming down?’

Time passes slowly because he’s so focused right now...

It was then.

Something black comes into Mu Jin's sight. He looked reflexively and something was approaching his face.

Mu Jin unconsciously smiled as he realized that the black thing was Chung Myung's fist that flew right into his face.

‘Son of a b*tc*.’

Every time he opens his mouth, he lies...

Baamm!

"Your jaw! You bastard!"

Mu Jin's body, which was knee-deep on the ground, rises to air as if a nail had been pulled out.

Whirl!

Mu Jin's body, which has been spinning like a top for a long time in the air, not knowing when he was going to fall, crashed to the ground after a while.

Unable to handle the rotational force, the body rolled for a long time even after falling to the ground and barely stopped.

"Keuhuk……."

Looking at Mu Jin unconscious with foam in his mouth, Chung Myung clicked his tongue as if he was sorry.

"This is why people from big sect is... Tsk tsk tsk."

How honest can you be to believe what your enemies say? That's why Mount Hua, Wudang, and he have to get out of the mountains. Aren't you all so naive because you're all stuck in the mountains and reading only Dogyeong?

"Think of it as a good experience."

Chung Myung clicked his tongue, approaches Mu Jin, and kicks him, who is about to lose consciousness..

"Hey, wake up. You have to explain that. Sword... Sword... What was that?”

But Mu Jin was unable to regain consciousness.

After calculating the strength in his fist and Mu Jin's fragile jaw, Chung Myung nodded.

This can't happen. He'll sleep for about three days.

'Did I get a little excited?' 

‘But it'll be fine. There are other people besides Mu Jin who can tell me.’

"Then…"

Chung Myung turned his head away.

As Chung Myung turns his neck, Wudang's second-class disciples shudder and take a step back.

"That sword… Do you know what that is?"

"……."

They can only close shut their mouth.

Everyone knew.

But even if they don’t respond to the question, the man in front of them now was a man who would even slap a ghost in the face to know it.

"You! And you!"

Chung Myung, who pinpointed Jin Hyun and Jin Mu, smiles.

"Come here."

"……."

Jin Hyun and Jin Mu looked back at each other. And reluctantly walked towards Chung Myung.

'This is not possible.'

‘We can't win.’

He is the human who punches Mu Jin's jaw flying. There is no guarantee that everyone here will win even if they join forces. Besides, if the momentum has already passed, is there any chance that the joint work will be successful?

Chung Myung smiled softly and said to those who approached with awkward faces.

"The sword... what?"

"……Sword Gun."

"Yes, That's right. Sword Gun. Can anyone tell me what it is?"

Jin Hyun and Jin Mu kept their mouths shut..

"Oh, you won't tell me?"

They have lost the will to fight, but they can't just vomit everything they know. It was the last pride left for them.

"Oh, well, fine. I admit, he's the one who's supposed to say it. You guys didn't promise me anything. Promises aren't meant to be kept by others."

"……?"

Questions arose in Jin Hyun's eyes.

‘Oh my god, common sense words coming out of this guy's mouth?’

"Then just look around there."

"……Yes?"

"Look around."

"What……?"

"What do you mean?"

Chung Myung's smirk can be felt beyond the mask. It was just the two of them who were worried about that smile.

" “If you don’t speak, you have to wake up the person who will speak.”

Who?

Are you talking about Mu Jin?

"Uh, how?"

How can you wake such an unconscious person...….

"This is what I understand in my life."

Chung Myung grabbed Mu Jin who had fallen to the floor, by the collar.

"You can't solve everything in the world with violence alone."

That's right.

It's weird when he says something right...….

"However!"

Chung Myung's eyes began to shone with vigor.

"Most of them can be solved!"

"……."

"If I beat until he gets up, he'll get up someday. Or dead! You guys never open your mouth there! Never!"

Jin Hyun smiled nervously.

He thinks it's better to just talk.

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