Chapter 154

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 154. Let me tell you what true heartlessness is (4)

Note: This chapter contain gore (?). Proceed with caution. 

Yangtze Black Sword, Cho Myung-san’s hand trembled slightly.

‘What is this?’

His gaze is fixed on the young Taoist who stepped forward.

There's nothing special about it.

Nor does it feel extraordinary.

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

‘Is what I'm feeling right now is true?'

He feels a chill in his spine.

He earned the nickname "Yangtze Black Sword" 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 practice and battle.

He can tell by looking at the opponent.

Whether this person is just a strong kid or a really good martial artist.

There is nothing to be afraid of if he is just a strong child. Because he has defeated many who are stronger than him.

A sword that is not prepared to kill people is not scary no matter how strong it is.

But...

‘What the hell is that kid?’

His senses warned him.

It's dangerous.

That kid standing in front of him right now is dangerous.

His muscles tighten, and his hand, which he placed on the sword, unwittingly tightened. His saliva was dry and his neck was stiff.

However, Yangtze Black Sword could not understand what he felt now.

It is clear that the opponent is a child still wet in the ear. In addition, he is a disciple of Mount Hua. It is only recently that Mount Hua's disciples have begun their activities in Murim.

But his senses were saying that the opponent in front of him was an old man who fought numerous battles. It means that if they meet on the battlefield, he has to run away without looking back, the most dangerous enemy.

How is this possible?

Thick drops of sweat flowed from the forehead of Yangtze Black Sword.

It doesn't make sense.

But Cho Myung-san knows. Murim is a place where many things that do not make sense in common sense happen. If he collects only the corpses of those who lose their necks while believing in poor common sense, it will fill up any lake.

It's much better to trust own senses, not other's ever-changing common sense, to survive in this tough world.

"……you'd better not belittle that child."

It was a word that Cho Myung-san struggled to bring up after agonizing over and over again. 

But of course, no one understood the word.

The Great Sword smiles and looks back at Cho Myung-san.

"What are you talking about, Johyung? Are you trying to be a joke?"

"Kek kek kek. Yangtze Black Sword must have been scared. Did this yangban look at these disciples with their past glory attached?"

Mo Huai Great Axe made a big laugh.

Yangtze Black Sword Cho Myung-san did not get angry while listening to such reactions. He didn't think they'd understand anyway. Even Cho Myung-san himself, who is feeling the clear sensation, cannot understand and be sure of the reason, how can others understand it?

"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 Myung-san did not dissuade his attitude.

He has been warned. Cho Myung-san has no intention of deterring anyone who dares to raise his voice and walk into danger on his own. After all, even if it is called a relationship, it is only about joint forces here for a while.

Great Sword stepped forward and looked down at Chung Myung.

"Did you say you'd teach me true heartlessness?"

Chung Myung did not reply.

There was a clear sneer in the mouth of Great Sword when he saw Chung Myung.

"You're fearless because you're young. Or... That sense of justice seems to have lit a fire in your heart, right?" 

Chung Myung quietly looks at Great Sword without saying a word.

"Know one thing, kid. A sense of justice is useless in Murim. Justice is something that only those with power can have. Justice without power is just whining. You will be aware of that today. Of course, the price is your life."

Chung Myung looked at Great Sword and opened his mouth.

"Do you still have something left to say?" 

"……What?"

"I said, did you have something left to say?"

The Great Sword's eyes became fierce.

"The young man has a rag in his mouth." 

Chung Myung's eyes sank. He began to walk slowly toward Great Sword as if no further conversation was needed.

The appearance of naturally holding the plum sword held in one hand and approaching indifferently without saying a word strangely puts pressure on the Great Sword.

"...You little punk!" 

As soon as Great Sword was about to yell, Chung Myung shook his head coldly.

"Weren't you trying to kill me anyway?" 

Great Sword was speechless.

"Then kill me already."

"……."

That's true.

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

So as Chung Myung said, he can just kill him.

Whether Chung Myung is arrogant, ignorant, or scared.

It didn't matter at all. 

'Didn't I act like that a little while ago?'

Even those who were cold on the ground now poured all sorts of curses on him as they were dying. Did Great Sword save their lives? No, he just scoffed at their reactions and neatly cut them.

But why did he try to talk to Chung Myung now?

Great 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.

'It's nonsense.' 

To whom is he scared? 

To that Beggar Union Branch and Mount Hua?

No way!

The people he killed here alone were powerful enough to tear Beggar Union’s Branch and Mount Hua's young disciples with their bare hands.

But why is he now afraid of such frivolous things? 

Squeeze.

Great Sword gave strength to the sword he hold.

The whole body's muscles are pulled tight.

‘Let's see if you can talk like that with a sword in your mouth.'

Great Sword has raised its wrath 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 wrath against Chung Myung bizarre in itself. It is something to be ridiculed, not angry, for a fearless young man to rush his life.

But Great Sword didn't realize it until the very end and hastened his step.

Step, step, step.

Staring at Chung Myung, who was approaching indifferently, Great Sword rushed in with a big swing.

His sword, longer than a common sword, falls through the air toward Chung Myung's head.

Kaang!

But his sword could not reach Chung Myung's head.

Before the sword could reach, Chung Myung deflected his great sword like a beam of light.

‘Blocked?’

‘This little punk blocked my sword?’

Anger and bewilderment pierce the heart of the Great Sword. But he also has thick bones in Murim. There was only a moment of panic. Soon, he swings the bounced sword again to aim at Chung Myung's side.

Sweikk!

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

Kkaangg!

But this time, too, Chung Myung's body was out of reach. When he saw his sword bounce off again, he opened his eyes wide.

It's blocked.

No, that's not the point.

The important thing is not that the sword was blocked, it’s that Great Sword had never seen Chung Myung's sword block his.

It's as if a sword breaks through space.

Instead of blocking it by moving, it is closer to appearing on the spot. 

'That can't be true!'

This is nonsense.

He is Great Sword.

Even if someone is a great disciple of any prestigious sect, they will have no choice but to be nervous against Great Sword. 

But that Chung Myung kid is stronger than Great Sword?

It can't happen, it shouldn't happen.

"Arghhh!"

There was a roar in the mouth of Great Sword.

But Chung Myung's eyes, looking at him, were still low and cold.

Great Sword swings his sword wildly. A sword determined to tear apart the opponent. It was a series of blows that did not allow any leeway for the opponents.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

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

Despite there being more than 10 swings in an instant, it all bounce back in front of Chung Myung's body.

At first glance, there was despair in Great Sword’s eyes.

"No waayyy!"

The young swordsman let out blue light from his sword.

Recognizing that the precision and speed of his sword do not stand a chance, Great Sword changes the form of his sword from a quick sword to a shattering 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 an internal energy match.

Such Great Sword's judgment is correct in common sense. No matter how gifted he is with the sword, he can't resist the passing of time.

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

"Taaah!"

A sword carrying all the energy of Great Sword’s Dantian rushed towards Chung Myung’s head with a formidable momentum. The sword looked twice as big as the sword qi condensed.

It was threatening to split his skull at any moment.

However, Great Sword quickly realized that his judgment was wrong.

Paatt!

As soon as his heavy sword is struck, Chung Myung's sword slashed twice as fast as it has ever been.

Crunch.

And Great Sword saw it.

His own sword soared into the sky.

A sword with a blue sword qi cladded bounces high in the sky. The moment he saw his hand holding his sword, one letter of "despair" was engraved in Great Sword's mind.

The last thing he saw with his head down was Chung Myung's unconcerned eyes staring at him.

No anger, no animosity.

How can a person see others with such eyes?

Soon, Chung Myung passed by Great Sword at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

The moment a question arises in his mind.

'Huh?'

The world turns slowly.

As if the sky and the ground were overturned, the visible world circled in one direction.

'What's this...'

The earth rose to the sky, and the sky fell to the bottom.

A familiar yet unfamiliar sight enters the sight of Great Sword, which has not yet resolved the question.

A human body.

The body of the person standing alone was all too familiar to the Great Sword, but it was also quite unfamiliar. He had never seen his body from this angle before.

Moreover, how could he see his neckless body if he was alive?

'No, that's absurd... … .'

That was the last thought that Great Sword had in this world.

Thud.

The body of Great Sword, which lost its neck, falls to the ground.

Chwaaa.

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 Great Sword.

"Next."

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