Chapter 621

Chapter 621

He won!

Oh my, Yoon Jong sahyung won!

Wudangs sword!

The disciples of Mount Hua all got up, cheering as if their blood was boiling.

No matter the form, Yoon Jong had won. If this had been a matter of life and death, the outcome might have been different, but this was a spar, and within the context of a spar, no one can look down on Yoon Jongs win.

he really won.

Even if Yoon Jong had lost and come down from the stage, the disciples of Mount Hua would have patted him on the shoulder because they saw with their own eyes how well he tried.

However, as a result of his best effort, he even won.

What are you doing?

Baek Cheon couldnt hold back his laughter and laughed out loud.

It looks like his legs are so weak that he cannot get up. Go and bring him down now!

Yes, sahyung!

Yes, sasuk!

The disciples of Mount Hua rushed to the stage. Since it was their job to support one person, two people going to bring him down would have been enough, but it was odd to ask these excited ones to do just that.

Yoon Jong!

Sahyung!

Yoon Jong smiled as he saw his sahyung and sajaes rushing to him.

Please help me move. My legs are so weak that I cannot move.

Internal wounds?

All fine.

At those words, everyone rushed to Yoon Jongs left and right, and they almost carried him halfway down the stage.

Soso! Sahyung..!

Wait.

Yoon Jong immediately tapped his sajaes on the shoulder as they were looking for Soso. And then they all stepped back, carefully putting him down.

After struggling to walk, Yoon Jong stood in front of Hyun Sang.

Elder. Fortunately

Hyun Sang didnt even listen to the words and hugged him.

.

You worked hard. You really did.

Yoon Jong smiled slightly at the voice full of emotions.

I paid for being fed.

Fed, this brat! Do you think your food costs nothing or what!

Hyun Sang, who had moved back, had red eyes. It was shocking, and he was truly filled with emotions.

It wasnt because they won. It wasnt because of Yoon Jongs skills. It was because he showed the will to stand at all.

Hurry up and get treated. There may be internal wounds.

Yes, elder.

After finishing that, Yoon Jong turned and saw the Five Swords of Mount Hua gathered in his eyes.

Baek Cheon looked at him, full of pride. Yu Yiseol, expressionless as usual, clenched her fists, holding onto her emotions. In contrast, Jo Gul looked like he would cry, his lips bitter.

And

I get it, but.

You would have lost 9 times out of 10.

I know.

Until Chung Myung.

But Yoon Jong nodded at his words.

He felt it, too. The skills of Mu Yeon were far higher than his.

But

Chung Myung smiled.

It is enough if you win.

Stand tall. Beating an opponent you can beat is something to be proud of. You should be proud of when you beat an opponent you cannot beat. And it was amazing, sahyung.

What wind is blowing here?

Yoon Jong went stiff for a moment, as if unsure of the compliment from this guy who always nags had brought him.

However, for a moment, a brighter smile formed on his lips.

This is a win.

There was a strange sense of accomplishment that he had never felt before, even when he achieved good results in martial arts tournaments or when he fought against others and engaged in a fierce battle with the Demonic Sect. He was filled with sentiment as he opened his mouth.

I

Did your best?

Heo Sanjas face distorted at those calm words.

What did you say just now?

Mu Yeon shook his head slightly.

Honor is meaningful only when earned in the right manner. Isnt the honor gained by claiming to have won over a loss or hiding ones mistakes more humiliating than pointing a finger when one commits a mistake?

The face of Heo Sanja trembled in rage, and Mu Yeon continued steadfastly.

I didnt step down because my honor was more important. I stepped down because honor, in any form, is important. If I hide my mistakes by saying they cannot notice, how can I even call myself a proud disciple of Wudang?

Heo Sanja gritted his teeth and glared at Mu Yeon.

Did you say everything?

Elder.

As the atmosphere turned hostile, Mu Jin quietly stepped forward and tried to dissuade him.

There are eyes to see. Just calm down for now.

And from what I heard, what Mu Yeon said wasnt wrong.

What?

They wouldnt have been unaware of Mu Yeons mistake.

Even if the others didnt, one person would surely know.

Mount Huas Divine Dragon.

There was no way he didnt see what Mu Jin did.

If Mu Yeon didnt concede now, he might have suffered greater humiliation. Havent you heard enough rumors about people who looked down on Mount Hua and got disgraced?

This!

But Heo Sanjas anger didnt subside. He gritted his teeth.

How can one be this foolish!

Werent they all speaking nonsense?

How would it be known?

Morality was talk for those who have too much time. And justice, they said, ultimately came from strength.

Those who had difficulty speaking could not speak of morality, and those who were powerless could not speak of justice. Little did they know that everything they were saying now came from the wealth and fame of the sect.

So isolated from this world.

It might seem plausible to pursue Taoism by just training in the sword in a pure world. But in the end, this was the same as growing up in a greenhouse without seeing the harsh winds.

Under the name of the prestigious sect that our ancestors shed their blood to build, weaklings who only speak of nonsense have grown up.

The eyes of Heo Sanja darkened.

He didnt have the patience to discuss this any longer, and this debate wouldnt bring him the answer either.

What mattered now wasnt what was right.

What was important was that he needed to secure a win. That was the intention and meaning of the sect leader who sent him here.

Elder. The next opponent is coming.

Heo Sanja looked at the stage with a cold face. He saw Baek Cheon, who was slowly approaching, and said,

You stay in the back.

Yes, elder.

The answer came back, but Heo Sanja didnt even glance at Mu Yeon till the end, focusing solely on Baek Cheon.

Righteous Sword of Hua?

Excluding Mount Huas Divine Dragon, it was said that Baek Cheon was the best disciple. Of course, he wasnt the one with the highest records in past tournaments. Still, he knew he had defeated Southern Edges Jin Geum-Ryong and achieved amazing results in the bandit subjugation.

More than anything else

The people we have faced till now were all third-class disciples.

Even though they were under the same title of the Five Swords, surely the difference in stages could not be ignored. It is clear that Baek Cheon would be at least one step higher than Jo Gul and Yoon Jong.

Baek Cheon, who came to the center, bowed.

Baek Cheon, a second-class disciple of Mount Hua.

He glanced at Wudang and then looked at Mu Jin.

I do not think that I have the right to choose my opponent, but as a warrior, I dont think it is blameworthy of me to have someone I want as an opponent. If you dont mind, I would like to spar with the great warrior Mu Jin.

All the Wudang disciples turned to Mu Jin.

It might be arrogant for a second-class disciple to call for a first-class disciple of Wudang, but that wasnt the situation here at all.

Considering all that Mount Hua had shown thus far, and this mans position, the request for a spar with Mu Jin wasnt so odd.

Hmm.

Mu Jin, lost in thought, touched his sword.

If he couldnt fight against Chung Myung, shouldnt he at least fight with the next strongest one?

I will accept the

It was then.

Wait.

Heo Sanja interrupted Mu Jin. Even though it was a low voice, it pierced through everyones ears.