Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1056
I want to ask. I wanted to show the current scene and ask a question to those who say the obvious that we must do our best no matter what enemy we face.
Will they really confident that their fighting spirit would not break even after seeing that scene?
Namgung Dowi stared as if fascinated by the swirling demonic energy, red plum petals, and surging blue flames.
‘Is this really a fight between a human being?’
Rather than a scene of martial artists competing against each other, it would be more appropriate to call it a scene from mythology.
As the legitimate heir of Namgung Family, it is understandable. He knows it with his head. Since he was young, he had heard from his father countless times. Martial arts is largely the same from beginning to end, but once it reaches a certain level, it transforms into something completely different.
But... Now Namgung Dowi was sure. Even Namgung Hwang, who had told him those words, would have reacted not much differently from Namgung Dowi after seeing this scene.
Kwaaaaaaang!
The explosive sound of energies colliding constantly hit his eardrums. If he hadn’t protected it with internal strength, his eardrums would definitely have been ruptured.
Since he used the sword of Namgung Family, he was confident that in terms of ‘power’, it would be second to none of the martial arts in the world. However, the pride he had harbored all his life was instantly shattered in front of the sight he was seeing now.
And most of all, what bothers Namgung Dowi more than anything is....
‘How can they rush into that?’
It was the actions of Chung Myung and Jang Ilso who jumped into that terrible and horrifying demonic energy storm without hesitation. It was also a torment that had followed him ever since he reached Hangzhou.
Is it something anyone could do if they were just strong enough? That is definitely not the case. Doesn’t everyone desire for survival, whether the strong or the weak? It is an instinct that all born with. And so, to rush into that hell that makes one’s spine tingle and knees buckle just by looking at it, something beyond mere strength must be necessary.
It was that moment.
Hwiiiiing!
The demonic energy that had been swirling around, growing in size without knowing the end, began to crumble as it was covered in red petals and blue flames. Then, it disappeared for a moment.
“Uh!”
And Namgung Dowi saw it.
The figure of Chung Myung rushing towards Dan Jagang at incredible speed.
Kaaaaaaaang!
The sword raised from below collided directly with Dan Jagang’s hand.
Kagagak! Kagagagagak!
An extremely harsh sound rang out over and over again, and fragments of demonic energy and sword energy flew everywhere like sparks.
Dan Jagang’s face distorted. The moment he tried to grab the sword that touched his palm, Chung Myung’s blade seemed like an illusion and quickly withdrew. Then, it transformed into dozens of sword shadows that poured over Dan Jagang’s entire body.
Dan Jagang’s hands were also divided into dozens.
Creating change by just shaking the tip of the sword or swinging one’s hand directly. There is no need to think about which of the two will be easier. Nevertheless, Dan Jagang’s hands were easily keeping up with the changes brought about by Chung Myung.
But that was only for a moment.
Paaaaaat!
Chung Myung’s split sword tips quivered in unison and then split into thousands of petals, assaulting Dan Jagang.
Dan Jagang’s eyes were filled with astonishment.
‘Here?’
There is no way to stop it. No one could stop such a multitude being poured out. Even more so when it is done by human hands.
Dan Jagang withdrew his outstretched hand and let out a loud shout. At the same time, the demonic energy that erupted from his body pressed down and dropping all the flower petals that were spinning furiously around him.
‘They are not strong individually!’
Dan Jagang added more internal strength to his demonic energy.
Paaaaaat!
But then, a pure white sword blade suddenly popped out between the rotating demonic energy.
‘What?’
It was an unexpected attack that even Dan Jagang of the world could not help but be alarmed. He raised his hand in desperation and barely managed to block it. But that was all.
“Keuk!”
Dan Jagang was pushed back further and further.
Paaaaaat!
Chung Myung’s sword, imbued with a sunset-like sword energy, fell towards Dan Jagang’s head.
‘Such an obvious move!’
Dan Jagang stretched out his hand covered in demonic energy and tried to catch the flying sword. But at that moment.
Hwaak!
With a sound like blazing flames, Chung Myung’s sword became blurred. And it penetrated right through Dan Jagang’s hand.
‘What....’
Swaeaeaek!
Chung Myung’s sword regained its form above Dan Jagang’s head. Then, it twisted again like a venomous snake and flew toward Dan Jagang’s neck as if burrowing.
Dan Jagang hurriedly bent his neck to avoid the sword.
“Keuk!”
It wasn’t a trick. When Dan Jagang tried to block the sword, Chung Myung instantly altered the sword’s path, narrowly avoiding his hand. The process was so swift and natural that it just seemed as if the sword had disappeared.
It’s easy to say in words, but executing it is near impossible. This is not even the realm of technique (??(技藝)). It is an area close to divine technique (??(神技)).
Paaaaat!
The sword that narrowly grazed Dan Jagang’s neck stopped mid-air like a lie, and then moved sideways as if it were going to cut off Dan Jagang’s neck.
Stabbing, stopping, cutting.
Although it is clearly a movement that must be divided into three, the entire process is quick and natural, as if it had been one from the beginning. Is there a better textbook example than this to explain that the process of targeting an opponent comes together to form a martial art?
Kagagagagak!
At that moment, Dan Jagang grabbed the sword flying towards his neck. He clearly understood that letting Chung Myung run amok would do him no good. His dark grasp tightened, rendering the sword immobile.
‘Bastard!’
Grabbing the sword with all his might, Dan Jagang pulled with all his might. His intention was to land one punch straight to Chung Myung’s face.
However, Chung Myung simply let go of the sword in mid-air.
Dan Jagang’s body, which utilized all his strength conscious of the opponent’s resistance, momentarily stumbled.
“No, you’re not!”
A chilling voice came from behind him.
Jang Ilso’s red long robes were fluttering like a flag.
Kwang!
Jang Ilso, who took a strong step forward, poured an endless strike chain (???(連環擊)) like heavy rain on Dan Jagang’s back, and Chung Myung’s endless kick chain (???(連環脚)), who flipped his body in the air, poured down like a waterfall toward Danja-gang’s head.
“Keueuk!”
Dan Jagang, who realized that he could not cope with just one hand, threw the sword he was holding upwards and spread out both hands. Demonic energy rose like cloudy smoke blocking Jang Ilso’s punches and Chung Myung’s kicks.
Kwakwakwakwakwang!
Chung Myung’s feet, having delivered about ten chained kicks in quick succession, descended ferociously. When Dan Jagang saw that, he instantly raised his internal strength!
Tak!
Chung Myung suddenly withdrew the strength from his descending leg, using Dan Jagang’s demonic energy as a stepping stone to leap and snatch his Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword hanging in the air.
Kwaaang!
Chung Myung, twisting his body and leaping into the air, shot toward Dan Jagang like a hawk descending after its prey. His eyes gleamed with murderous intent..
Soon, his Dark Fragrance Plum Blossom Sword descended ferociously from above.
Tuuuuung!
The tip of the sword touched the ground.
There was a breathtaking silence.
And Dan Jagang’s eyes shook violently for a moment.
Chwaaaaak!
One of Dan Jagang’s shoulders split open and blood spurted out like a fountain.