Chapter 594

Chapter 594

A warrior was a peculiar being.

Even though they knew the enemy was aiming for their head and baring their vicious teeth, they were distracted by the confrontation between the warriors.

They didnt dare to look away, but their focus wasnt on the enemy in front of them but on the distant victory.

The same was true for the disciples of Mount Hua and the Blood Hounds.

However, the Blood Hounds realized what was happening before anyone else.

What?

These people?

When did this happen?

Kakakaka!

The extended saber bounced back. Of course, this was common in a battle, but something felt different.

Those who directly wielded the sword couldnt help but notice it because the rebound force felt from the opponents sword was so different.

Just what changed?

A moment ago, the disciples of Mount Hua were running like beasts. No, it would be better to say they were possessed by wild cats.

But those rough and messy sword movements became heavier and solid and stronger.

Is this possible in the middle of a fight?

Of course, swords could change at any time. Unless martial arts were strictly followed, the sword was bound to change throughout life.

But from the moment one entered a battle, the swords nature changed, and that too in a short period?

It was absurd.

Pat!

A Blood Hound gritted his teeth and pushed his saber faster. The disciples of Mount Hua, who were previously adamant about speed in swinging their swords, were now being accurate with their movements.

Right. This resembled the sword of Chung Myung, who was going against Go Hong.

These damned brats!

Of course, they couldnt be compared to Chung Myung. The abyss of the sword was frightening. However, even though the depth of it was shallow, it began to resemble the sword of Chung Myung.

They are training with us in front of them?

The Blood Hounds face contorted at this.

Why wouldnt he be angry?

At that moment, the disciples of Mount Hua were learning the sword. He didnt seem like one to have such feelings, but the moment he saw the children acting like children, his nature changed.

How dare these people!

Goosebumps rose on his body.

Martial arts was something they built up.

No matter how young the children were, they must have accumulated several years of training and experience through hardships.

The warriors lived on the foundation they built. Twisting and changing that foundation was scary, even for those who learned and tried to redefine martial arts.

But was it this easy?

No, it wasnt that.

It wasnt a question of reasoning anymore. This was a trust on par with blindness. It came from the hopeless belief that this direction could never be wrong and that this change couldnt be bad for them.

These insane people.

Those in front had no doubt that those fighting behind them would handle the attacks, and those following them accepted the teachings without hesitation right in the midst of the battle.

Was there any other sect in the world that would do something this insane?

Kakang!

No matter how hard one tried, the attacks were being blocked.

Until mere moments ago, they managed to pierce the defense and even wound the disciples of Mount Hua, but now, as if they were going against an iron wall, they hadnt been able to pierce that foundation.

Like Chung Myung blocking the stormy blade of Go Hong, the disciples of Mount Hua, too, were firmly blocking their opponent.

And.

Paaat!

A sword extended out in an instant and cut through the side of the panicked Blood Hound.

Ts!

It felt like the sword had moved twice as fast now. But the Blood Hound knew that it wasnt that the sword was faster.

But that the disciples defense had turned into a perfect offense.

As defense became possible, those who regained their composure managed to see more chances.

Of course, they understood it intellectually, but none of it made sense to them. How could they comprehend and manage that during a fight? Especially when the opponents strength was twice their own number?

This trash!

He screamed at the top of his lungs and thrust his sword, but the response he received was not the same as before.

Goosebumps ran all over Go Hongs body.

This was fear.

Why!

His muscles began to tear.

Why arent you falling down!

His weak knees buckled, and his strength drained away.

Why!!!

Go Hong, who had poured every last drop of his qi into the blade, finally delivered a full hit. It was such a perfect strike that one wondered if he had ever struck a blow like this in his entire blade teachings.

His mind, body, and internal qi became one. After a moment of silence, the sword struck like a storm.

Haahhhhhhh!

The final blow, which risked everything, fell with a ferocious force as if it was going to cut Chung Myung in two.

And at that moment.

Chung Myungs force, which had so far calmly met the attack, changed.

Wheik!

A fierceness that seemed to burn the skin surged out. Chung Myung had the most eerie smile on his face as he lunged ahead to attack.

Wooong!

As if in response to his intention, the Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom Sword moved, and dozens of hundreds of red plum blossoms soon began to bloom.

What?

Go Hongs blade, which had the power to split the land, fell into this plum forest.

Kakakakakakak!

The petals were torn and crushed as they touched the sword. From the beginning, it seemed impossible for the delicate and light plum blossom sword qi to block Go Hongs attack.

However.

Newly blooming plum blossoms filled the void left by the fallen ones.

The 24 Movement Plum Blossom Sword Technique, Plum Blossom Slow and Gradual, was in action.

No matter how strong Go Hongs blade was, it couldnt crush all hundred thousand blooming plum blossoms.

The enhanced iron, harder than the normal one, began to slowly chip away. The blade, which seemed as if it would collapse the mountain below, quickly lost its force and got buried and twisted among the blooming plum blossoms.

Paaat!

Soon, the flow of the soaring plum blossoms wrapped around Go Hongs blade.

Kaaang!

His blade was cut in half while it was still in the air.

Paaat!

Amid the fluttering plum blossoms, Chung Myung appeared like an illusion. With cold eyes, he plunged into Go Hongs chest.

Eukk!

An extremely frightening sound spread through the battlefield.

Go Hong slowly looked down at his chest. The pure white blade was stuck almost to the handle where his heart would be. He felt fortunate that he couldnt see the blade sticking out of his back.

Cough!

Thud.

His body, as sturdy as a steel tower, shook.

With each difficult step he took backward, the blade of the sword was slowly being pulled out, and red blood poured out.

This this cannot be.

Blood began to flow back through his mouth. When Go Hong opened his mouth to say something, it poured out, leaving a red trail.

This cannot be it is clear Mount Hua is below me as opponents

Go Hongs words couldnt continue any longer.

His mouth was always open, but he could no longer make any sound.

Chung Myung watched quietly and approached him without saying a word. Go Hongs voice, as if he was dying at any moment, could be heard faintly.

I I.

Paaat!

Slash!

Soon, Go Hongs severed head soared into the air. The headless body stumbled and fell to the ground like an old, rotten tree.

Thud!

Chung Myung gazed at the fallen Go Hong indifferently and spoke softly.

For those who dont work hard, talent is a luxury.

It wouldnt be a bad thing since he had learned that lesson with his life on the line.