Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 704. Who’s the bastard impersonate Mount Hua’s disciple? (4)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"Huft! Huft! Huft! Huft!"
Jin Yanggeon was literally running his legs out.
'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!'
‘Why did things turn out like this?’
It was almost done. It was really almost done. All he had to do was leisurely collect the money and find a chance to escape.
But all of a sudden, those weirdos broke in and things got messed up.
'Damn it! Who the hell are they?'
Are they really from Mount Hua Sect?
Maybe they are.
Of course, judging by their appearance, they don't seem like it, but unless they are extraordinary disciples, they wouldn't be able to knock down the Golden Sword Manor guys like that in one go with that small number.
'How the hell did they find out so quickly...…?’
It hasn't been long since the operation started, but how did they find out about this from that faraway Shaanxi and send their disciples?
No, it doesn't matter how they found out. According to the calculations, Mount Hua shouldn't have arrived in Nanchang until he had finished all the work and left leisurely.
But what the hell happened that suddenly Mount Hua's disciples appeared?
Jin Yanggeon glanced back with tired eyes.
'He’s gone, right?'
‘Please! Please, just buy me some more time...’
"Hey, you bastaaaaaaaard!"
Jin Yanggeon's head, which had turned back to the front, suddenly turned back again. He was startled to see someone who looked like a dot in the distance.
'Damn it! These useless Golden Sword Manor bastards!'
They were acting all high and mighty, but they couldn't even hold their ankles!
"You'll die if you get caught, you bastard! Stop! Are you not stopping?"
'Who would stop after hearing that, you crazy bastard!'
Although the distance was almost invisible, the voice strangely came through clearly. Jin Yanggeon, who knew that only those with pure and strong internal energy could produce such a sound, squeezed all his remaining internal energy into his legs.
"Huuft! Huuft!”
"But is this bastard trying to die? Don't put strength on your legs! Huh?"
Running as hard as he could, Jin Yanggeon had no choice but to question. How can he run so fast and even talk?
"Oh yeah! You better run away harder! You must escape! I don't know what I’m gonna do if I caught you, so don't get caught, never!"
His voice got closer.
Although it was impossible, it seemed as if the sound of him getting closer could be heard in his ears. He reflexively turned his head, and the figure that looked almost like a dot just a moment ago was now close enough to almost recognize.
'Hiiiiiiiik!'
Jin Yanggeon was so freaked out that he almost fell down and barely managed to keep his balance.
'How is he so fast?'
Although it only seemed a little bigger to the naked eye, it was clear that the distance had been reduced by almost half. If it continues like this, it won't be long before he falls into the hands of that ridiculous guy.
"Oho! You have to run faster, you bastard! If you don't want your head to break!"
"Hiik!"
Jin Yanggeon, pale with fear, moved his legs even harder.
‘If I get caught, I’ll die.’
He doesn't know anything else, but this is certain. The madness and murderous intent in that strange guy's voice were clear. The moment he gets caught, he could vividly imagine what would happen to him.
Didn't he just see the sight of that ignorant guy beating people up like crazy a little while ago?
As long as the sword around his waist is not a decoration, he must be a sword master, but the man beats up those Golden Sword Manor experts with his bare hands? I should be grateful to just be able to have my bones intact if I got caught by a man like that.
The fortunate thing was that it would be resolved as long as he could somehow run away. He had already secured the promissory notes. If he could only escape from the hands of that guy, he could change his identity and live in an unknown place.
"What are you doing, these damned bastards!"
Jin Yanggeon cursed and looked ahead with his bloodshot eyes.
He was supposed to join the Three Swords of Taehaeng around here, but the appearance of these useless guys was not visible.
"These idiotic bastards...."
"Are you here!"
‘Great!’
At that moment, Jin Yanggeon shouted with joy at the voice he heard. The Three Swords of Taehaeng, who had been hiding and waiting, revealed themselves from behind the trees. Jin Yanggeon hurriedly shouted.
"Big brother! Big brother! A tail has been attached!"
"What?"
Gwa Hyukso, the eldest of the Three Swords of Taehang, twisted his face and stared at Jin Yanggeon, who was running.
"You stupid bastard!"
"N- No! It's not the Golden Sword Manor! The tail is just one guy!"
"One guy?"
"Over, over there...."
Jin Yanggeon, who stopped right in front of the Three Swords, pointed back.
Gwa Hyukso looked at Chung Myung, who was running like a mad cow foaming at the mouth and frowned.
"What's with this beggar bastard?"
For now, there was only one visible person, so Gwa Hyukso smirked.
"It would be nice if there were no guys following us, but well, one guy wouldn't make a difference. Kill him and shut his mouth!"
"Yes!"
At his words, two brothers of the Three Swords of Taehaeng pulled out their swords.
Taking advantage of the gap, Jin Yanggeon, who slowly retreated to the back, left the Three Swords of Taehaeng and began to run as is.
"That, that bastard?"
"Hyung! That guy is running away?"
Hyukso laughed out loud.
"Leave him alone. It's not too late to clean up that guy and chase after him. It seems like he thinks he can get out of our hands."
Gwa Hyukso's gaze had already turned to Chung Myung, who had approached right in front of them. He took a few big steps forward in front of the two brothers and said.
"You seem to be a young guy, don't resent us even if you die...."
Kwadududuk.
“…….”
Jong Yo's mouth slowly opened.
'Huh?'
He couldn't understand the scene in front of him for a moment and stopped.
'What?'
‘This... Big brother. Uh... Right... Uh, right. Big brother!’
There was something stuck in the face of the giant, Gwa Hyukso. It's long and...….
‘Feet?’
Only then did Jong Yo, who understood the situation, tremble his body.
Chung Myung, who ran straight, raised his speed for a moment and stepped on Gwa Hyukso's face in mid-air. It was hard to tell whether he stepped on it or kicked it.
Anyway, all Jong Yo could do was stare blankly at Gwa Hyukso, who was slowly falling backward with a large footprint on his face.
Thump!
Chung Myung, who stepped lightly on Gwa Hyukso’s face, floated his body to the air and ran forward again.
"No, what the hell are these guys! Get out of the way, you bastards!"
‘Uh... Isn't that what you usually say before stepping on someone?’
‘You say it after stepping on them?’
What snapped the dazed Jong Yo back to reality was the scream of his second brother.
"Big brotheeeeeeeer!"
Ma Wiryang ran to Gwa Hyukso with a tearing scream.
"You, you damned bastard!"
Then, with bloodshot eyes, he tried to chase after Chung Myung.
"Uaaaaaaaaah!"
Then another group of beggars appeared.
It was Five Swords led by Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon understood the situation at a glance and shouted.
"Jo-Gol! Yoon Jong!"
"Yes, Sasuk!"
"Deal with them! The rest continue to chase with me!"
"Yes!"
Jo-Gol and Yoon Jong ran forward without delay and aimed their swords at the two.
Then, Ma Wiryang shouted with a ghostly face.
"Do these young bastards know who we are! Does Taehaeng Three Swords seem easy to handle!"
"Taehaeng Three Swords?"
Baek Cheon's face hardened cold.
"Are you talking about the Taehaeng Three Swords, the disciples of Southern Edge Sect's subsidiary sect?"
Ma Wiryang flinched. Although he said it in a fit of anger, he belatedly felt that he should not reveal his identity.
But the water had already spilled. There would be no leaks if they killed them all.
"Yes! We are the Taehaeng Three Swords of Southern Edge Sect's subsidiary sect...."
"What, this shit?"
Suddenly, Ma Wiryang was startled by the voice heard from behind his back. However, there was no time to look back.
Ppaaaaakkk!
"Gah……."
He rolled forward with his eyes flipped back due to the tremendous pain that struck the back of his head.
"Southern Edge Sect? What the-? Southern Edge Sect?"
Chung Myung, who returned faster than he ran, started to swing his fists at the back of Ma Wiryang's head, who was lying down.
"Yeah! Ah, damn! Something was strange! These bastards are of Southern Edge Sect? Yeah, there's no one else who's gonna f*ck us like this! Die! Die, you bastard! Die!"
Pook! Pook! Pooook! Pook!
Ma Wiryang's face was gradually buried in the ground. At the sight of the cruel (?) scene, Baek Cheon unconsciously muttered.
"What happened between that bastard and Southern Edge Sect?"
He was now very curious about the source of the grudge.
"Chu- Chung Myung! You'll miss him!"
"Argh!"
Chung Myung sprang up. Then, he kicked the back of Jong Yo's head, whose eyes were still out of focus.
Ppagak!
Tolssok.
After giving Jong Yo a glare, Chung Myung turned around and started running again.
"Catch him! If you miss him, you'll starve for a month!"
"Say something that makes sense! Soso! Tie these guys up!"
"Yes!"
Five Swords, who left Tang Soso, started running at full speed again.
"I can't see him! Which way?"
"I think he went to the side!"
"Stop talking and follow!"
Chung Myung dashed forward. The speed at which he covered more than ten zhang in one step was tremendous.
'Was he a horse in his previous life?'
Five Swords also cursed inside and desperately followed him.
Soon after running like that, Jin Yanggeon began to be seen in Five Swords's eyes.
"There he is!"
"No! How is this bastard so fast!"
The moment Jo-Gol grumbled, the eyes of Chung Myung, who was at the forefront, flashed.
Paaaaaaaat!
He shot forward at a speed incomparable to before.
Even the world famous Baek Cheon was flinching at the speed.
"Uraaaaaah!
Jin Yanggeon screamed and pulled out his sword after seeing that Chung Myung was right behind him.
"Oho? This bastard is drawing his sword? If you swing that......"
Uuuuung!
Jin Yanggeon's sword seemed to vibrate and soon began to emit a red and white sword aura.
Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol opened their eyes slightly wide.
‘What?’
They thought he was just a scammer, but the sword aura was more than they expected.
The red and white sword energy swirled chaotically, resembling a mixture of the Twelve Movement Snow Flower Sword and Plum Blossom Sword Techniques that Southern Edge Sect had shown in the past.
But it was nothing more than a crude, half-baked attempt, unable to fully utilize the advantages of either technique. It wouldn't even be enough to block Chung Myung, let alone deal any damage.
Baek Cheon envisioned Chung Myung's next move. As usual, he would dive into the sword energy, break it apart, and aim for the opponent's chin to subdue them in one breath.
But…….
At that moment, an inexplicable scene unfolded in front of Baek Cheon.
Chung Myung, who was rushing like a demon from hell, stopped there like a lie when Jin Yanggeon's sword was released.
'What is he trying to do?'
Of course, he was slightly surprised, but even then, Baek Cheon didn't doubt it. Because it was Chung Myung, after all.
But as the scene continued, Baek Cheon's eyes widened in disbelief.
Paaaat!
Jin Yanggeon’s clumsy sword energy grazed Chung Myung's shoulder.
"What the!"
"Chu- Chung Myuuuung!"
Blood spurted into the air as the skin split open.
Baek Cheon's pupils shook violently.
There was no way Chung Myung would be hurt by such clumsy sword energy. But now, that impossible thing is happening, isn't it?
Five Swords, who were chasing Chung Myung, screamed and put all their energy into his legs.
The blood that had shot into the air fell to the ground with a heavy, rain-like sound. Baek Cheon, the first to run, grabbed Chung Myung's shoulder, still standing blankly.
Without hesitation, he pressed his hand firmly to stop the bleeding from the flowing wound and shouted with a distorted face.
"Hey, you bastard! What the hell are you doi-..."
However, the shout died down the moment he faced Chung Myung.
"……Chung Myung-ah?"
The frozen Chung Myung was like a stone statue.
Baek Cheon has seen so many expressions of Chung Myung. He has seen a lot of his face.
He had seen Chung Myung, who was furious and howling, and him who was laughing in joy without a break.
But... Chung Myung's current expression was so strange it's impossible to distinguish the emotions within him. Even Baek Cheon, who was among the ones who knew Chung Myung best, couldn't tell.
It seemed both blank and sad, and also...
Chung Myung, who had hardened at that time, opened his mouth slowly. Soon a groan-like voice leaked out.
"Zaha…….”
"…What?"
It was too small a voice for the others to hear properly. No, even if he had spoken loudly, they wouldn't have understood properly. The nerves of the surrounding Five Swords were focused more on Chung Myung's shoulder, which was bleeding heavily from a larger-than-expected cut.
"Sasuk."
"That's right, you crazy bastard! Why are you getting hit by such a random sword, you idiot!"
"Let's go."
"Wait! First, let's stop the bleeding..."
"Sasuk."
“…….”
"Let's go."
Chung Myung's eyes rose darkly. Feeling his seriousness, Baek Cheon closed his mouth.
'What the hell is going on?'
Sensing that things were going differently than he thought, he turned his head and looked at the way Jin Yanggeon disappeared.
It seemed like Chung Myung was being drawn forward as he walked.
"I need to check.”
While heading toward where Jin Yanggeon had disappeared, Chung Myung seemed to be chasing something else as he looked into the distance.
Although the sword energy was extremely crude, it was clearly visible in his eyes.
Although clumsy, there was a faint purple aura in the familiar shape (형(形)).
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