Chapter 503

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 503. Our kids are a bit mean (3)

Editor: Hoamzz

Co-Translator: Xoxo

"Aaaak!"

“…….”

Yosa Hon looked up with his eyes wide open.

‘What the hell is going on there?’

It's completely out of his mind.

From the moment Mount Hua's disciples climbed up the wall, the screams and shouts continued. Of course, that's the way battles are supposed to be, but this is definitely something different.

Then...

"Euaaaak!"

…… There.

A golden light flashed from above the wall, and three enemies were thrown out of the wall at the same time.

Hmm?

What happens when they bounce off?

Isn't it obvious?

"Save meeeeee!"

"Aaaaaak!"

Warriors of the Ice Clan screamed and fell down the wall.

Kuung! Kung!

Looking down, Yosa Hon unwittingly closed his eyes. The warriors who crashed over the snowfield were twitching.

'They’re not dead.’

They might have to lie down in the bed for the rest of their life, but they at least managed to keep their lives thanks to the snow, right?

"Elder-nim!"

"R- Right!"

Yosa Hon moved quickly and started to climb the walls.

'This is not the time to be thinking about such a thing.’

This is their fight. Aren't the disciples of Mount Hua Sect who help them originally a guest? Giving up the lead to the audience and just watching from behind was a martial artist’s shame.

"Heuaat!"

As he continued climbing the wall, his speed grew even faster.

As long as the arrow that poured like heavy rain from above disappeared, climbing the wall itself was not a big problem for him. Reaching the end in an instant, he slammed the wall and flew upwards.

"These guys! Don’t ...…. Hiiik!"

But to him, who emerged into the air, the thrown-off Ice Clan warrior arch flew like a cannonball.

"Euaat!"

Without a moment to shout, he lay flat on his face like a piece of paper stuck to the ground. The man who had been thrown off over his head quickly swept past him.

'If I bumped into him... … ?'

He must have fallen down that far away, just like the ones he saw a little while ago.

A cold sweat broke out even in this cold weather. He managed to calm his mind and lifted his head to see the sight on the wall.

Kuuuung!

The advance martial art made the entire wall cry and tremble.

It's not that big, but he could understand where that power came from.

"Amitabhaaaa!”

As soon as Hye Yeon's fist stretched forward, the golden light (불광(佛光)) filled the sky and those who blocked him flew out of the wall.

"Euaaaak!"

"Argh!

Buddhist chants are usually merciful, but there was no sign of mercy in Hye Yeon's chant. What would the Buddha say if he saw him shouting Amitabha and blowing people over the walls?

However, Hye Yeon was pushing the warrior of the Ice Clan, bursting his energy as if it had nothing to do with it.

"Sto- Stop him!"

Everyone jumped at the unexpected enormous power, but it was possible because they didn't know Hye Yeon.

Uung.

The Arhat Fist begins with Banzhang (반장(半掌)) posture.

Hye Yeon, who took the posture that symbolized Shaolin, gave a heavy fist at those who rushed toward him.

The sword wielded by the warrior of the Ice Clan clashed with Hye Yeon's fist.

Kagaaang!

And at that moment, the steel sword broke like a toy.

"Gasp!"

The man who was rushing at the enormous power opened his eyes wide.

And.

Tuuung!

With the sound of a drum beating, the energy was shot out.

A form (형(形)) that goes beyond the Extreme Intent (극의(極意)) and reaches the Dharma (법(法)). (형(形)을 넘어 법(法)의 극의(極意)에 달한 권.)

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the basis of all the Jungwon martial arts, Arhat Fist of Shaolin was now showing its heavy weight on the walls of the North Sea Ice Clan.

It was an overwhelming display of martial art that it was impossible to think that he was being criticized by Chung Myung a while ago.

It was clear proof of why Shaolin commented on him as a once-in-a-century talent.

"Amitabha!"

Hye Yeon, who chanted, stepped back and ran like a bird to the person who stepped back and stepped on his thigh.

Ududuk!

The sound of bone being crushed rang out. The person who stepped on his thigh rolled on the ground screaming in pain.

The monk (법승(法僧)) who follows the teachings of Shaolin has mercy, but there is no mercy in Shaolin-s fist. Like the status of Buddha, Hye Yeon's fist did not forgive the wicked.

"……I really can't get used to it."

Jo-Gol stuck his tongue out.

They have been training steadily since the Competition. Now, Mount Hua's disciples are unparalleledly stronger than they were then.

Nevertheless, the gap with Hye Yeon didn't seem too narrow that much. They became stronger, but Hye Yeon also became stronger incomparably than in the past.

"I can't lose! Heuaaat!"

His sword tore the air.

There was a clear sharpness in the quick and light sword movement.

"Lower! Lower!"

"Yes!"

Paaat!

Jo-Gol pressed firmly on the ground with his toes and lowered his excited shoulders.

His body was infinitely firm and supported his center,  but the sword swung at the fingertips was extremely light in contrast to his body.

"I can't lose to Shaolin!"

Jo-Gol pushes his enemies as nimble as a leopard.

There's a cliff behind him.

At a moment of mistake, they may fall from this high wall. And in this dangerous place, Mount Hua's disciples have to deal with more than ten times their number.

No matter how hard he had, his heart was pounding and his hands and feet were shaking.

But there was no sign of shrinking in their faces.

"Euuhaat!"

"Don't get carried away, you punk!"

Yoon Jong pushed Jo-Gol over the opponent’s shoulder and ran forward.

Anger flashed across the face of the pushed Ice Clan warrior.

"Y- You punk!"

Who wouldn't be angry when a young sword warrior is pushing them back?

"Dieeee!"

A sword full of anger fell toward Yoon Jong's head.

But Yoon Jong wasn't perplexed at all. With his half-open eyes, he swung the plum sword more than the swords that were pouring on him.

Kaang.

Gently.

Kaang.

Yet arrogantly.

There is no sword art that dazzles with brilliance like Jo-Gol. However, the opponent, which was extremely faithful to the basics, was not able to accurately block Jo-Golt's attack.

The upper body of the Ice Clan warriors was opened as the sword bounced off against the perfect defense.

Paaat!

It was of course Jo-Gol that penetrated the gap that Yoon Jong created.

"Argh!"

The warrior, who was penetrated by his shoulder, screamed and hurriedly stepped back.

"These Jungwon people are fearless!"

He was about to fight back frantically, but he threw himself on the ground in a panic.

A sword suddenly pierced through the tiny gap between Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol.

"There's a gap!"

“…….”

“…….”

Tang So-so screamed, stiffening her complexion.

It was more of a dagger than a sword. Whenever there was a momentary gap, the sword pierced eerily like a dagger.

Perfect connection.

One could tell just by seeing her wielding the sword to know how hard she had been training.

But what caught Yosa Hon's eye the most...… was that sword.

Swaeaek!

"Keueu!"

In an instant, the one who had been pierced by his shoulder groaned and stepped back.

Paaat!

The sword retrieved from his shoulder was stretched out again without any waste movement.

It's concise.

It's a sword that doesn't look so fast, but no one could stop it properly. The sword that drew the perfect trajectory without any waste was faster than it looked and was stronger than expected.

That's what Yoo Iseol's sword did.

Her sword, which narrowed the distance between them by just crossing her feet slightly, was swung like a fantasy.

"Oh!"

The momentarily erupted sword split the shoulders and ankles of the Ice Clan warrior at the same time. The person who reflexively faltered back the man had to greet a sword facing his solar plexus.

Puuk.

"Keuk……."

It happened in such an instant that it was hard to figure out what happened. The sword that pierced the solar plexus was deeply embedded.

He grabbed the sword and looked at Yoo Iseol with disbelieving eyes, and then slowly fell to the side.

Thud.

Having retrieved her sword, she lifted her head slightly and looked at the enemies.

She tried to rush in again, but a low voice came to her ears.

"Save your strength, Samae."

Yoo Iseol turned her head and stared at Baek Cheon.

After shaking off the blood on the sword, he proudly walked forward.

“There is no need to overdo it.”

Yoo Iseol nodded silently.

Yosa Hon stared blankly at the scene.

He also raised disciples as an Elder of the Ice Clan until its downfall. Rather, he couldn't understand this at all.

What kind of training did the Mount Hua Sect do to raise such young sword warriors?

It's just….

"Nooooo!"

Flinch.

As he looked ahead, he was stunned by the sudden roaring sound.

"Sword! Huh? Like that! huh? Oh! I'm so pissed off! I am!"

“…….”

"A fly’s gonna sit on that sword!! Hey, guys! Are you here to play?!"

While everything was vague, one thing was certain.

He has a very dirty personality.

"Ugh! W- We arrived!"

Only then did the Rebel Force begin to climb up the walls. Finally realizing it was time, Yosa Hon spoke up.

"Don't give the lead to a comrade from Jungwon! We are proud North Sea warriors!"

"Yes, Elder-nim!"

"Let's go!"

Yosa Hon ran out and jumped over the heads of Mount Hua’s disciples.

"Oh?"

"Old Man-nim is still in his right mind."

There seemed to be an annoying noise, but Yosa Hon neatly ignored the words. Having miscellaneous thoughts on the battlefield is more dangerous than wiping your neck and sticking it out to the enemy.

Gooo!

A formidable cold yin qigong began to form on his hands.

Even when he just had his seal lifted on the cave, he was a powerful man who could deal with Bang Pyo with one hand. Now that he has recovered to some extent, no ordinary warrior in the Ice Clan could be his enemy.

"Taaaaat!"

The Refined Deathly Ice Energy emitted from his hands concentrated together and fell among the warriors of the Ice Clan.

Kwaaang!

An explosion of chills occurred, and those who were swept away fell out, splashing blood.

"Wow…… that's great."

"I didn't obtain an Elder's seat for no reason, you know.”

"Oh! It's cold! Cough!"

There was a nagging sound, but Yosa Hon decided not to be drawn into Mount Hua's disciples anymore.

“Those who close their eyes while watching the devastation caused by the traitor are no longer the proud warriors of the Ice Clan! I will condemn you today and build a true sky in the North Sea!"

“This traitor is a good talker! What are you doing! Attack them!”

The Great Captain of Ice Squad roared, but things didn't go the way he wanted them to.

The Rebel Force, who had a hundredfold courage in Yosa Hon's martial art, pushed the Ice Squad roughly. If they, who mainly use bows, were fighting against the warriors with increased morale at a close distance, the result was obvious even if he didn't witness it.

'Damn it, this isn't it.'

Where did it get twisted?

The walls of the Ice Clan are as high as they can be.

Conversely, it is impossible to build a high wall thick enough for a large number of troops to climb, but even for the Ice Clan ancestors.

Therefore, there was inevitably a limit to the number of people guarding the walls.

Nevertheless, the reason why he thought there would be no big problem was that just pouring arrows on those who climbed that high and slippery wall could cause a huge blow.

However, this battle didn't go the way he wanted even for a single moment.

'This is all because of him!’

That young man who's pushed back the warriors of the North Sea Ice Clan!

If it weren't for him, those group of traitors would have been bleeding out before they could have climbed the walls!

"Iik!"

But it is already too late to regret. he had to focus on the current situation.

“Keep your distance! Support comes from below! Camp in front of the stairs that going up to the wall and focused on defense… … .”

It was that moment.

‘Huh?’

The Great Captain of Ice Squad closed his mouth with a sudden sense of discomfort.

‘What is it?’

‘What is this hunch?’

Not much had changed, but a strange feeling that made him nauseous wrapped around him.

‘What has changed?’

However, no matter how hard he brood about it, he didn't see much change. It's just...

‘Yes?’

None.

The figure of the young man who had been smiling and turning his insides upside down until a while ago can’t be seen.

'Where has he gone...'

At that time, he heard a voice coming out of Yubu (유부(幽府)) right next to him.

"If you looked away on the battlefield, you shouldn't be upset even if you died.”

The Great Captain of Ice Squad turned his head reflexively. What caught his eye was not a person, but a white blade of a sword that had reached his nose.

Sogok.

The sound of the sword cutting through sounded eerie.

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