Chapter 290

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 290. I am still your wall. (1)

Sreuruk.

"I have eyes, but my sword has no eyes, so please be careful not to get hurt."

"What? Shouldn’t you watch your head instead?"

"……."

‘Ah.’

‘She’s definitely Mount Hua people.’

Flickered behind Tang So-so's back was Chung Myung's shadow. Isong Baek coughed slightly and then straightened his back.

Tang So-so narrowed her eyes and glared at him.

‘I will never lose to Southern Edge Sect.'

Strangely, seeing Southern Edge Sect's white uniform makes her stomach boil.

This didn't happen when she was in the Tang Family, but seeing this happen after she entered Mount Hua, there must be a problem with the flow of water between the two. (The raw is 당가에 있을 때는 이런 일이 없었는데, 화산에 입문하고 이런 일이 생기는 걸 보면 둘 사이에 흐르는 수맥에 문제가 있는 모양이다.)

Anyway!

Chaeng!

Tang So-so's Plum Sword was pulled out.

She hasn't mastered Mount Hua’s sword technique yet. Although the level of martial art increased over the period of six months, it was impossible to catch up with her Sahyung, which had trained for more than a decade.

But just because she’s not good enough doesn't mean it's natural to withdraw.

Even those who are lacking and those aren't enough have their own path they have to go through.

That were the teachings of Mount Hua that Tang So-so thought of and her will.

Tang So-so, staring at Isong Baek with cold eyes, rushed in without delay.

"I'm coming!"

The appearance of her flying away from the stage was like a thrown dagger.

Swaewaek!

A devastating blow that was unbelievable that it came out of her slender arms!

What she lacks is a martial art, not internal strength.

As the daughter of Tang Gaju, she has been steadily trained to the extent that her internal strength is second to none to the prestigious disciples.

With the addition of Jasodan, it was no exaggeration to say that her internal strength was actually the best in Mount Hua.

A sword fully loaded with her internal strength rushed toward Isong Baek's head.

Isong Baek took two steps back lightly.

Kwaaang!

Tang So-so's sword hit the ground where he disappeared, creating a huge explosion.

"……."

Isong Baek's eyes were wide open when he saw the deeply dug stages. He was bewildered by the unexpected power.

"Are you avoiding me?"

"…You want me to receive that?"

Isong Baek smiled low.

Certainly, Mount Hua's disciples have a unique side.

'If it were me in the past, I wouldn't have liked that.'

But now he knows.

Rather than discussing etiquette and saving face on the outside but being poor on the inside, it is the attitude of a true warrior to be faithful no matter what appearance they take.

Isong Baek turned slightly and looked at Chung Myung in the distance.

'Please look after me. Chung Myung Dojang.'

‘Whether my last two years were wrong or not.’

‘Did I go on the right path as you said back then?’

This is a spar. However, it was not just simple sparring.

For Isong Baek, this position was a place to prove his hard work to Chung Myung.

"Huu."

Isong Baek raised his sword and aimed at the center.

Jungdanse. (Jung Dan Se - Middle Guard Position (중 단 세) probably similar to  Chudan no Kamae)

The basic posture of all swords.

His breathing lowered. The surrounding air began to sink heavily.

'Low. Lower.'

A simple sword and a stable center of gravity to make it ready for any situation.

Something that everyone knows but cannot easily keep. People around the world call it the 'standard'.

Kaang!

Isong Baek's sword slowly received Tang So-so's sword, which flew with a terrifying force.

Wasn’t strong. But wasn’t weak either.

A sword that guards the middle.

Tang So-so’s face hardened as she hit the sword.

‘What is it?’

It is a sword that is nothing special on the surface. It's not fancy, it doesn't show any special skills.

Nevertheless, this sword was different from the sword she had seen so far.

Tang So-so kicks the ground and widens the distance from Isong Baek.

His serious eyes followed her.

"...that guy."

There was a low groan coming out of Baek Chun's mouth.

‘Did the name was Isong Baek?'

Obviously, there was nothing special when he saw him at the Conference. No, actually, even now, he doesn't feel anything special from the outside.

It is not like Jin Geum Ryong's sharpness, nor is it like other Southern Edge Sect's disciples who are united with spirit.

From the outside, there is nothing special about him. He looked just like the swordsmen you could find just anywhere.

But it's different.

"What's the difference?"

"Basic."

Baek Chun turned his head in surprise.

Chung Myung, who returned to his seat before he knew it, pulled beef jerky out of the bag and said nonchalantly.

"It's the basic."

"…what do you mean?"

"Literally. It's just the basics."

Chung Myung looked at Isong Baek with a subtle smile.

"What do you think sword technique is?"

"……it's a way to use a sword."

"Yes, how to use a sword. How one uses the sword made the sword technique. But that sword technique can't escape from three things in the end."

Chung Myung straightened his finger.

"Stabbing. Cutting. Blocking."

Chung Myung grinned.

"At the end of the day, all sword techniques are just a combination of these three. Swords are like that in the first place. There's nothing complicated."

Baek Chun narrowed his forehead.

"Isn't that overly simplistic?"

"These simple things add up and become complicated. In other words..."

Chung Myung took a slight pause and continued.

"If you can do that stabbing, cutting, and blocking perfectly, then the sword will be perfect too."

"But that's...…."

"Yes, it's almost impossible. Perfection is a concept that doesn't exist. Obsessed with a perfect sword is something only a madman can do. But."

Chung Myung said meaningfully.

"The world's greatest, Shaolin. There is a sect that tried to do something that even the high-nosed people along Wudang could not dare to. The world is made up of thirty-six directions around a person. The madman believed that if he could stab, swing, and block with the sword perfectly in those 36 directions, he could be an invincible swordsman that everyone in the world is afraid of."

"Thirty-six swords……."

"Yes, that is."

Chung Myung said softly while keeping his gaze fixed on Isong Baek.

"It is the Thirty-Six Swords Under the Heaven (천하삼십육검(天下三十六劍)) of Southern Edge Sect."

It sinks.

His heart didn't flinch at all.

Even the sensation of the air passing by his fingertips is vividly felt.

Isong Baek could see that he is now the most completely focused condition in recent months.

‘Middle.’ ('중도.')

It is many times more difficult to keep the line so that it is not too much and not too insufficient to be one-sided.

The sword of Southern Edge Sect, the sword that protects the middle.

It's not strong, it's not fancy, it's not fast.

But Southern Edge Sect's sword is more perfect than any other sword.

‘If I had known this in the first place...….'

He wouldn't have spent so much time in vain.

But it's fine. The path he's going to walk has just begun.

Do not be deceived by splendor and strength. What he has to protect is the middle. And it's Southern Edge Sect's soul.

Tang So-so looked at him with a slightly stiff face.

‘What the hell is he?’

She can feel the weight that she hasn't seen in Baek Chun or even Chung Myung.

Of course, Chung Myung is a human being who does not have a sense of weight, but the fact that the pressure from that sword is more than Baek Chun's sword bewildered Tang So-so.

‘What are you doing, Tang So-so!’

Tang So-so clenched her teeth.

She knew from the beginning that her opponent might be stronger than her.

But why is she standing here?

Tang So-so raises her sword and aims at Isong Baek.

Words are not necessary.

'I made my plum blossoms.'

No matter who the opponent is, if she can draw her plum blossom perfectly, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The two martial artists face each other with cold eyes.

As if the tense tension was contagious, the spectators held their breaths as they watched their confrontation.

Tang So-so was the first to move again.

"Taat!"

With a short shout, she rushes quickly towards Isong Baek.

Paaang!

Her sword cut through the air. And it fell countless times to Isong Baek.

'Bloom!'

The plum blossoms she has to bloom are different from those of the other disciples in Mount Hua.

If Mount Hua's plum blossoms are spring flowers, her plum blossoms are literally Flower Rain (화우(花雨)).

A disciple of Mount Hua Sect, but also a daughter of the Tang family.

Her talent, which failed to bloom in the Tang Family, became the sword of a volcano and sheds rain on flowers throughout the world. (내린다(萬天花雨) / Heaven Myriad Flower Rain. In a row, the chinese character means Myriad Heaven Flower Rain.)

 Maehwabunbun. (매화분분(梅花紛紛) Repetitive Plum Blossom/Successive Plum Blossom. Google says fen which means one after another but the characted was written twice. Don’t ask me, I know nothing about chinese.)

Although it is Mount Hua’s sword, the plum blossoms unique to Tang So-so, which is different from Mount Hua’s sword, became petals that were blown away by the gust of wind and covered Isong Baek's whole body.

And Isong Baek's eyes sink low at the sight.

It's like a rain of flowers from the sky.

‘It's beautiful.'

The most beautiful but infinitely sharp sword.

It feels impossible to block all of them.

But Isong Baek swung the sword in no hurry.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaaang!

His legs are firmly planted on the ground and his shoulders are gently relaxed to transmit the power perfectly. The elbow swings the sword as sharp as a whip, and the wrist flexibly absorbs the shock.

Cutting. Stabbing. And blocking.

Even if Mount Hua's plum blossoms cover the whole world, the world surrounding him is just thirty-six directions.

If he could completely shake off the sword with that thirty-sixth direction, even the rain of plum blossoms that fills the whole mountain will not touch his body.

The sword of the Southern Edge Sect is the standard sword. And the basis of the sword is to prevent the opponent's attack. The most faithful sword in the world is Southern Edge Sect's thirty-six swords.

The plum blossoms, which had poured like a dream, lose their power in front of the sword wall that covered Isong Baek. After flying around like that, it finally hits Isong Baek's sword wall and crashes.

"This!"

Tang So-so clenched her teeth. But she couldn't give up here. She tried to deploy the sword again.

But. At that moment.

Paaang!

Isong Baek's sword, which burst through the sword wall with the sound of cutting the atmosphere, falls toward Tang So-so's head.

"Ah……."

Seusut.

Isong Baek's sword was exactly on her shoulder.

Tang So-so bit his lower lip.

"…I lost."

"It was a good match."

Isong Baek retrieved the sword and politely withdrew.

"It was the sharpest sword I ever meet. If it had been a little deeper, I would have been defeated."

"……I'll admit the winner's composure, but you'd better not be too pretentious. I'll be the one who wins next."

"Of course, I look forward to it."

Tang So-so sighed low as she looked at Isong Baek's selfless smile.

'There's still a long way to go.'

She has no regrets because she lost in a fight between martial artist. This defeat will make Tang So-so stronger. (Swordsman but one side was a woman so use martial artist instead)

"You'll get hurt if you let your guard down because of elated. Sahyung is much stronger than me."

"I know."

Isong Baek takes a slight pause and turns his head to look at one place.

"I know better than anyone else. More than anyone."

His eyes, mixed with envy and determination, reached Chung Myung.

"Because it's also my goal."

Isong Baek's eyes were filled with a profound glow.

And Chung Myung, who received his gaze, murmured quietly.

"The end is another beginning."

Right ever there.

New seeds of Southern Edge Sect were growing in the ashes.

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Tang soso is good, she definitilely is. But it is screen time for another sect mwehehe. And damn, Jongam is pretty cool huh. I love such a madman setting actually. Like transcendence and all.

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