Chapter 157

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 157. Let’s Go Get Wudang  (2)

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Samsalgwi’s eyes trembled.

‘How did it end up like this?'

The plan was not bad.

After all, it is important to reduce competition in this chaos. And securing own side was more important than anything else.

As long as sects such as Wudang and Choyoung (초영) entered this place, there was a limit to being alone. Therefore, he had to somehow find out who would be on his side, unite, and secure necessary power.

And in fact, he had alliance effortlessly.

It was perfect up to there.

At least until those ridiculous guys show up.

"Ahh! You son of a b*tc*! I'm telling you to fight properly!"

"I'm facing you enough!"

A white-uniformed bastard was dealing with the giant by gently teasing him. (was ‘seosaeng-like’ from mtl but my god, I surprised by what I find. Better to not know.)

He seems to be full of ease, but Samsalgwi knows. That Baek Chun is now on a tightrope where a single mistake leads to death.

However, he continued to touch the temper of the powerful man, preventing the powerful man from rushing to other disciples of Mount Hua.

The same is true for the other disciple of Mount Hua.

Until now, he has seen countless sects flock around and act like a tyrant. That's why Samsalgwi didn't like people who belonged somewhere.

But there is something different about these people.

Their relationship of trust is different from any other sects he has ever seen. They talk bad words to each other, but their bodies somehow try to relieve each other's burden.

‘I can't win.’

It's too much for him...that Chung Myung is a monster. Chung Myung killed Great Sword in 10 seconds, that Great Sword whom Samsalgwi doesn’t even sure if he could survive for 50 seconds against him.

That Chung Myung son of a b*tc* has done something that even the elders of most sect would find difficult.

‘Monster.’

Samsalgwi’s principle of action is one.

Fight enemies who he can win against and avoid those who he can't win over. And that Chung Myung was obviously in the latter category. He can't win against Chung Myung even if you die and are revived again.

"Aarghh!"

Even at that moment, his allies were screaming and collapsing. Once broken, the balance quickly broke the battle line without a chance to recover, and the price is death. Or an injury.

'I had to run.'

Samsalgwi made up his mind.

And he slowly retreated backward.

In the first place, this place wasn't even a closed room. If he decides to run away, he can run away to the cave at the back. Had they known that those Mount Hua bastards were at that level, there would have been a few who would have escaped immediately.

At least he was lucky to be at the back.

'I can somehow run away and join the fighters who went ahead.'

Now, this place is divided into three categories.

Wudang. Those who chase after Wudang. And those who are right here.

This place should also be divided into the Alliance, Mount Hua, and Beggar Union but that's not what important.

The most important thing to note is that even if he runs away from here, there is a place to join. If there is no match between Wudang and the chaser yet, there is a chance to aim for reversal.

Then...

Kuheuk!

The person who has been beaten by Chung Myung spurted blood and falls out. As if it were a signal, Samsalgwi turned around and launched a quick attack toward the hallway with all his might.

Baamm!

His body cuts through the wind. Had he ever run so fiercely in his life?

It is Samsalgwi that was usually confident in his qing qong. As he was running with all his strength, it was clear that Mount Hua guys, who were busy fighting, would never come after him.

'It's not the strong who survive, but those who survive are strong.'

Samsalgwi bit his lips.

He runs away from here now but there are more ahead. They are inferior to those who are here, but in numbers, they far outperform those who are here.

If he can coax them well, it won't be so hard to exterminate those Mount Hua guys.

Samsalgwi vowed to pay back the disgrace and put strength in his legs...….

"You bastard. Treating me so badly."

At that moment, a tremendous shock is delivered to his solar plexus.

"Gasp!"

In an instant, Samsalgwi lost his balance and fell to the ground with suffocating pain.

Thud. Thud! Thud!

Unable to control his momentum, his head got fall to the ground and he then rolled over again and again. 

"Ugh..." 

Samsalgwi, shivering at the terrible pain, raised its head. Then a face he never wanted to see came into his sight. 

Chung Myung.

The monstrous bastard was looking at Samsalgwi while clicked his tongue. 

"No, you son of a b*tc*! No matter how sudden the Alliance is, why are you running away when your colleagues are fighting for their lives? How dare you be such a mean son of a b*tc*?"

"……."

Samsalgwi’s eyes trembled.

‘No...’

‘This guy was dealing with other guys a while ago, how the heck did he catches up...’

Samsalgwi's head turned sideways. It was unreasonable to check all of the others as he had already entered the exit for a long time, but he could accurately see how some of them who were facing Chung Myung fell to the floor.

‘In- in such a short time?’

In other words, as soon as Samsalgwi began to run, he knocked down all his opponents and chased him.

In an incomprehensible situation, Samsalgwi forgot even his pain and stared blankly at Chung Myung.

Yaksha, no, Chung Myung's mouth opened. 

"Hey."

"……."

Chung Myung shakes his head left and right.

Kreutuk. Kreutuk.

A cracking sound echoed from his neck. 

"You have to be loyal."

Something inside Samsalgwi cried. 

Biting his teeth, he chewed it out.

"Lo- loyalty? You want me to risk my life for that d*mn loyalty?"

"Ho?"

Chung Myung's acknowledged when Samsalgwi stated his point.

"Damn! What kind of loyalty I should have to the people I met for the first time!" 

"Uh... that's right, too."

Chung Myung nodded his head in recognition. Samsalgwi’s eyes opened wide.

‘Huh?’

‘He acknowledges it?’

"There's nothing to worry about. I didn't stop you because you're not loyal."

‘…then why?’

“If I let you go like this, you will surely talk to the people in front of us about us, right?” 

"……."

Chung Myung smiles.

"Because I'm not the type to see things like that again."

Looking at Chung Myung slowly approaching him, Samsalgwi closed his eyes tightly.

"Huuu.”

Yoon Jong took a deep breath.

He didn't realize it at the fight, but after the battle, his whole body trembles.

‘This is real battle.’

It was completely different from a duel. The pressure of life at stake dulls the edge of the sword and clouds judgment.

Jo-Gol was just sitting there. His back was soaked with sweat. Yoon Jong approached him with a heavy leg and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Well done."

"No, Sahyung. Sahyung worked hard."

Jo-Gol spoke in an uncharacteristically discouraged tone.

"They say you have to go through a real battle to know your skills. Now I understand what that means. I didn't know I was such a mess."

A mess...

It's a little strange to say.

No matter how much Chung Myung helped, Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol handled Son Myung together. If Mount Hua knew about this, they would be in frenzy. Son Myeong's reputation was high in Murim. The two were not at a level that could be compared.

Nevertheless, the reason Jo-Gol says this is simple.

‘His eyes are abnormally good.'

What they have shown to Chung Myung. He can't be happy to win because he is not yet meeting the standards asked by Chung Myung.

He thought that he was barely reaching the level that Chung Myung was talking about, but in reality, Yoon Jong realized that he couldn't even use half of what he had. 

"There is nothing to be disappointed about."

Then Baek Chun approached them and said,

"It's natural that you can’t show skills you had in practice. Everyone wants to show as much as they have practiced, but that's impossible for anyone."

"Ah……." 

"Don't be disappointed, but look at your current skills. Your real skills are the skills you see in battle." 

"Yes, Sasuk."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Baek Chun nodded quietly.

And just as he was about to add a word, he heard a low grunt behind his back.

"Awesome! That's it! Yours! It's your real skill." 

"...Stop"

"Kikikik."

There was blood vessel popped on Baek Chun's forehead.

Chung Myung was dragging someone's leg along. Baek Chun didn't bother to identify who was it. He sure it was the one who ran away earlier.

Chung Myung threw the man he dragged into a corner. It was already packed with people dragged by Mount Hua's disciples.

No one is dead.

Chung Myung himself killed two of his opponent, but others were just unconscious and not dead. He doesn't know what's going to happen to the one who's injured, but at least it means that none of the disciples of Mount Hua have killed someone.

Baek Chun knew that.

That the situation called for it. It's just that Mount Hua's disciples were not ready to kill yet.

Unlike that Chung Myung.

‘We still soft.'

So far it has not been a problem. But in a more urgent situation, in a more horrific battlefield, the hesitation to kill will surely hold them back.

They don't have to kill people on purpose. He shouldn’t. But if necessary, murder must be prepared to survive in this harsh Murim.

"What are you thinking about?"

"……it's nothing."

Baek Chun sighed as he looked at the sluggish Chung Myung.

‘I can't keep up.'

Chung Myung’s image, who slashed the neck of Great Sword briefly without any hesitation, is firmly stuck in his eyes. Perhaps this scene won't fade away from Baek Chun's mind for a while.

Baek Chun has stepped up to help Chung Myung, but it was also to prevent Chung Myung from committing more murders.

It might seem soft. Perhaps it was true. But at least, anyone who walks the path of Tao should avoid unnecessary murder.

No, if it's a human being.

Chung Myung turns his head and looks at where the martial artists and their group are lying unconscious.

"Hmmm."

If Baek Chun hadn't stepped in, Chung Myung would have killed them all without any hesitation.

No, if it was Chung Myung of the past, he would have killed everyone even if Baek Chun intervened.

Still, he doesn't think it's wrong. Those who seek other people's lives must also be prepared to die as well. That's the law of Murim.

It's just... How should he say it.... 

'Well, it's not bad.'

They can't surpass the past if they are still the same as the past. 

Chung Myung doesn't change. It should be Mount Hua that changes. If they would push his back, it wouldn't hurt to lean on that shoulder a little bit.

"Are you ready?"

"What?"

Chung Myung grinned.

"Let’s Go Get Wudang!"

Mount Hua's disciples smiled at Chung Myung’s word and smiled along.

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