Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1324. If it's a person (4)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
Yoo Iseol's pupils shook.
'Blood?'
Her gaze belatedly caught the sight of Chung Myung's legs was soaked as he bounced backward.
Of course, it wasn’t strange that there was blood.
There was no way to avoid being drenched in blood on a battlefield.
But it was visible enough to see it continuously soaking through.
If it were the blood of enemies splattered on him, it should have gradually dried by now.
This was unmistakably blood seeping from Chung Myung’s leg.
'The wound!'
It must be the wound he sustained at Hainan Island shore.
The very one they were told would heal if he just didn't overexert himself.
She had forgotten. No, she had no choice but to forget.
Chung Myung always fought despite hearing such warnings, and there were never any problems.
So she assumed it would be the same this time.
Just as it had always been.
Chung Myung abruptly twisted his body, planting his feet firmly on the ground.
The moment his wounded leg tensed to support his body, his pant leg suddenly puffed up.
It was clear that the blood gushing from the wound had hit the fabric from within.
Yoo Iseol froze in that instant.
Even now, Chung Myung charged toward Go Yang without the slightest hesitation.
"No...!"
Kaaaaaaang!
Another powerful collision erupted.
The aftermath swept through Yoo Iseol.
Amid the gale that felt as though it would split her face, she caught sight of Chung Myung's back.
His back was trembling.
And it dawned on her.
Even after being told not to push himself, Chung Myung had fought and fought without a moment's rest until now.
He had scaled cliffs and fended off enemies with that wounded leg.
There was no way it could be fine. It shouldn’t be fine.
So why had she believed it would be?
At that moment, the Blood Sword Platoon members, like red shadows, rushed towards Chung Myung's head one after another.
“Sajil!”
Yoo Iseol screamed loudly.
Kwang!
She kicked off the ground in a hurry, but it was already too late.
Normally composed, Yoo Iseol now found herself unable to control the storm of emotions overwhelming her.
“Haap!”
Ironically, unaware of Chung Myung’s condition, Tang Pae reacted faster.
Swaeaeaek!
A dagger shot forth like lightning toward the Blood Sword members closing in on Chung Myung.
Though infinitely swift, the daggers didn't reach the enemies' bodies and were deflected by their swords.
All they managed to do was momentarily disrupt the enemies’ momentum.
Normally, that would have been more than enough.
But not for the current Chung Myung.
Paaat!
The thin swords of the Blood Sword Platoon members stretched like vipers towards Chung Myung's upper body.
Chung Myung sharply tilted his upper body back to dodge the swords.
But in that very moment, Go Yang’s sword curved like a soft sword coiled around Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom Sword and yanked it forward with force in one swift motion.
Kuung!
To avoid being pulled, Chung Myung inadvertently stomped on the ground.
But since he didn't have enough strength, his body was dragged slightly forward.
Sogok!
The thin swords that kept closing in grazed Chung Myung's body as they passed.
His clothes were torn, and crimson blood splattered into the air.
Paaaaaat!
Yoo Iseol, her face distorted like a resentful ghost, soared upward like a hawk.
Her flurry of strikes rained down in succession on the Blood Sword Platoon members.
Kaang! Kaang!
But her opponents were not like the enemies she had faced before.
While it would have been enough to end the lives of ordinary Myriad Man Manor members, though the Blood Sword Platoon members were pushed back, they blocked all of Yoo Iseol's sword strikes.
Swaeaeaek!
The pushed-back Blood Sword Platoon members didn't stop at defense but thrust their swords toward her.
The bluish sword energy emanating from their blades seemed ready to pierce her completely in a single moment.
Tak!
Yoo Iseol flipped her body mid-air, kicking against her own foot to dodge the incoming sword aura by a hair's breadth.
But even while dealing with that dangerous sword energy, her attention was fixed not on the Blood Sword Platoon but on Chung Myung below.
'Sajil!'
Paaaaaat!
Even during Yoo Iseol's brief exchange with the enemies, dozens of sword strikes were being exchanged below.
As sword met sword, fragments of energy continuously burst forth.
It was all too clear what kind of toll this immense clash of energy was taking on Chung Myung’s body.
“This...!”
Paaat!
Yoo Iseol, who kicked the air and fell to the ground, shot forward as soon as his feet touched the ground.
But before she could reach Chung Myung, other members of the Blood Sword Platoon jumped out from Go Yang’s sides and above, targeting Chung Myung.
Yoo Iseol thrust her sword desperately.
Her blade narrowly brushed past Chung Myung’s face and deflected one of the incoming swords at the last possible moment.
However, the remaining three swords were still Chung Myung’s to deal wit. One of the Blood Sword Platoon members’ blades hurtled toward Chung Myung’s neck with lightning speed.
Kwaaaaa!
Go Yang, perhaps thinking he had caught an opportunity, wrapped enormous sword energy around his blade and targeted Chung Myung’s waist in one breath.
It was a moment of life and death.
A lightning-fast thrust and a devastating slash too overwhelming to even think of blocking.
This perfectly coordinated assault, stripped of all excess, seemed ready to tear Chung Myung’s body to pieces.
If he didn’t retreat, his waist would be severed. If he retreated, he had to endure being impaled.
Chung Myung’s choice was simple.
He went to the place most familiar to him.
Kwang!
An explosion sounded as he kicked the ground.
Before the sound even reached the ears of those around him, Chung Myung launched himself like a cannonball and dove directly into Go Yang’s chest.
The full-force swing of Go Yang’s sword vainly slashed the air behind Chung Myung, while the desperate stab pierced nothing but empty space.
Kuuuung!
Chung Myung, after ramming into Go Yang's chest and pushed him back, immediately unleashed dozens sword energy explosively.
The Blood Sword Platoon members' eyes widened at the sight of countless sword energies rising like an enraged hedgehog's spines.
Kwadeudeuk! Kwadeuk!
The bodies of the Blood Sword Platoon members were riddled with countless wind holes.
Those whose throats were pierced before they could even scream died without even a groan. (비명을 질러 낼 목까지 뚫린 이들은 신음조차 흘리지 못하고 절명했다.)
But even amidst this, Go Yang proved he was on a different level than the rest of the Blood Sword Platoon.
Kagagagagang!
Having deflected all dozens of sword energies, Go Yang charged towards Chung Myung again without giving him a moment to breathe.
Ice-blue killing intent flowed from his eyes visible above his mask.
Kwaaaaang!
Chung Myung’s sword clashed again with Go Yang’s blade.
At that moment, Go Yang’s left hand moved.
Like a bolt of lightning, he drew a Willow Leaf Dagger (유엽도(柳葉刀)) from the leather scabbard at his thigh and hurled it toward Chung Myung’s face.
Sogok!
Chung Myung quickly threw his head back, but the razor-sharp Willow Leaf Dagger managed to carve a long gash along his lower jaw.
Skin split open and blood sprayed in droplets.
"This…!"
Chung Myung, who had thrown his head far back, jerked it back and used that momentum to fiercely push back against the sword locked with his.
Kuung!
As Go Yang’s body was flung backward, Chung Myung thrust his sword forward.
Pararararak!
With a sound like silk flapping in a strong wind, the edge of Chung Myung’s Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom Sword began to quiver violently.
From the quivering edge of the blade, dozens of vivid plum blossoms seemed to bloom as if alive, unfolding in a mesmerizing illusion.
The instant Go Yang saw the blossoms, he immediately slashed downward through the air with his sword.
Three claw-like sword energies released from his thin sword collided with the half-bloomed blossoms. (세검에서 발출된 세 개의 손톱자국 같은 검기가 미처 다 피어나지 못한 매화들과 충돌했다.)
Kagagang!
The plum blossoms were unable to bloom and lost their form as they collided with the intense sword energy.
But one of Go Yang’s three sword energies managed to pierce through the forest of plum blossoms, retaining enough force to strike Chung Myung’s side.
Sogok!
Chung Myung's side split open with a long gash as blood surged forth.
But Chung Myung's sword did not waver even then.
Hwaaaaaaak!
The plum blossoms bloomed and bloomed again, instantly filling the gorge and fluttering with the gust.
As if enraged, the scattering petals flew toward the hastily retreating Go Yang.
The gorge was too narrow to evade the Plum Blossom Profuse Bloom (매화분분(梅花紛紛)) that Chung Myung had unleashed in earnest.
In terrain where one could neither withdraw nor roll sideways, the plum blossoms flying in to fill all vision were despair itself.
It was the same for Go Yang. Even for him, daeju of Blood Sword Platoon, evading all this sword energy would be difficult.
But Go Yang didn’t bother to attempt the difficult option.
Dopssok!
Leaning his body backward, Go Yang reached behind him and grabbed the shoulder of a Blood Sword Platoon member who had rushed to support him.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he hurled the man straight toward the incoming plum blossom sword energy.
“Da- Daeju!”
Go Yang didn't stop there. He threw everyone he could catch with vicious hands.
Three in total.
The Blood Sword Platoon members, who had become meat shields to block the plum blossom sword energies without knowing what was happening, widened their eyes.
Whether the despair that bloomed in their eyes in that moment was terror or betrayal, no one would ever know now.
“Keeuuuaaaaaakk!”
The plum blossom sword energy shredded the three Blood Sword Platoon members' entire bodies.
Even the most painstaking training was useless before the excruciating pain of being slashed by hundreds of blades.
Whiiiiing!
As another gust of wind swept through, the plum blossoms that had filled the world vanished like an illusion.
In their absence remained only the mangled corpses of three Blood Sword Platoon members, their corpses riddled with wounds.
“Keuha.”
Go Yang laughed softly and straightened up his bent body.
Deep gashes were etched across his body as well.
Though he had used his subordinates as shields, three bodies alone couldn’t absorb all the plum blossom sword energy.
He was able to block some of the sword energy that was penetrating his subordinate’s body, but the ones he was unable to block left wounds all over his body.
But... it wasn't particularly a losing exchange.
In exchange for inflicting such injuries to that Mount Hua Chiavalrous Sword, the lives of three subordinates and these injuries were a bargain.
Jurureuk.
Blood continued to pour relentlessly from the long gash on Chung Myung's side.
Chung Myung glanced indifferently at his wound before pressing on an acupoint to staunch the bleeding.
The familiarity in his movements carried an uncanny chill.
But even then, Go Yang didn't miss the slight shaking of Chung Myung's shoulders.
“Breathing heavy, aren’t you?”
Heavy breathing meant exhaustion.
Behind his mask, Go Yang’s lips spread into a wide grin.
“You’re completely spent, aren’t you?”
If Chung Myung were in perfect condition, Go Yang wouldn’t have landed even a scratch no matter how viciously he attacked.
This meant the current Chung Myung was absolutely not in the normal condition.
Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword, who should be called a monster rather than a tiger, had finally fallen into his net.
No matter how great Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword Chung Myung was, there was no way he could escape his grasp in that state.
Ttuduk.
Go Yang bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.
As the metallic taste of blood spread through his mouth, his heated body felt like it was cooling down somewhat.
'Don’t get too excited.'
When hunting, one must stay cool-headed until the very last end.
Only then can they savor the thrill of sinking their teeth into their prey’s throat.
Having regained his composure, Go Yang jerked his chin toward Mount Hua Chivalrous Sword.
At times like this, a predator always keeps one last move in reserve.
There was no need to take unnecessary risks.
“Go.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Sword Platoon members ran past from Go Yang’s left and right.
They clearly saw their comrades die as Go Yang's meat shield, but those deaths had already been erased from their minds.
In Evil Sects, in Myriad Man Manor, such things weren’t extraordinary.
“Haaaaaap!”
The Blood Sword Platoon members jumped over the brutally mutilated corpses and rushed toward Chung Myung.
Yoo Iseol sprang forward as if to protect Chung Myung.
"Step back. I'll..."
But Chung Myung grabbed Yoo Iseol's shoulder and roughly shoved her backward.
Paaaaat!
A flash of confusion crossed Yoo Iseol's face.
But by then, Chung Myung’s sword had already pierced through the throats of the charging enemies in one breath.
“Keurgh….”
Even as they died, disbelief filled their eyes.
‘H- His wound….’
Chung Myung was clearly wounded.
Yet his sword moved no differently than before.
Before they could even comprehend the chasm between their expectations and reality, their lives were snuffed out without resistance.
Thud. Thud.
Only then did Chung Myung glance back at Yoo Iseol.
“This is my place, Sago.”
“Your condition….”
Chung Myung's gaze had already left Yoo Iseol and was directed forward.
Yoo Iseol bit her lip hard.
But then Chung Myung opened his mouth in an indifferent voice.
“I’m completely spent.”
“….”
“I’m injured and far from normal.”
"You…."
“So what?”
The corners of Chung Myung's mouth twisted.
His blood-soaked lips parted and revealed the white teeth eerily.
"That’s what war is, isn’t it?"
Go Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
Chung Myung glanced down at his side.
The wound was deeper than it looked, or perhaps it was the poison, but even after pressing the acupoint, the bleeding hadn’t completely stopped.
Chung Myung brought his hand to his side as if to press against the wound.
Go Yang sneered at that.
"Compared to your boasting, the situation….”
The words froze in Go Yang’s throat.
Chijik. Chiiiik!
Smoke began to rise from Chung Myung’s wound where his hand touched.
Soon the smell of burning flesh brushed past Go Yang's nose.
The mocking smile vanished entirely from beneath Go Yang's mask.
Since the bleeding wouldn't stop, Chung Myung had used his hand infused with Heat Yang Energy (열양공(熱陽功)) to cauterize the wound.
What madness was this?
A chill ran down Go Yang's spine.
“All done.”
Chung Myung, now with his wound seared shut, spoke with a satisfied smile.
“Let’s continue.”
As he watched Chung Myung gripped his sword and began to approach, Go Yang's two trembled faintly.
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유엽도(柳葉刀) | Willow Leaf Sword
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