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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1011

Episode 1011 He caught me today. (One)

Slurp.

Namgungdan collapsed to the floor. Pure white steam rose from my head.

Yoonjong slowly opened his tightly closed eyes and looked at the fallen Namgoongdan.

“⋯⋯He’s dead.”

“Yes, it looks like he’s dead.”

Jogeol folded his arms and shook his head loudly. He added that it has been a long time since he heard such an exciting hitting sound.

However, the surprise they felt was nothing compared to the inspectors of the Namgung family who were watching from behind. The inspectors of the Namgung family all had expressions that made their eyes pop out. No one was able to speak a proper sentence while staring blankly at the fallen Namgung Dan.

“Tongue, brother…”

“In one blow…”

I couldn’t close my mouth.

What on earth happened?

No matter how many times I looked at the fallen Namgungdan and the smiling Tang Soso with a sword draped over his shoulder, I could not understand this situation at all.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

“Tongue, brother!”

“Dan!”

At that time, Namgungdan, who had lost consciousness for a moment, began to squirm. He was holding his head and groaning in pain, then picked up the fallen wooden sword and raised himself up.

“Ugh…”

He half-raised himself, clutching his head again and trembling.

‘It hurts.’

‘It must hurt.’

‘I just want to die.’

Ogum closed his eyes tightly and shook his head as if he couldn’t bear to see. Because only those who have experienced that pain can understand it.

“Cough! Cough, cluck!”

Tang So-so smiled brightly as he looked at Nam Gung-dan, who had staggered to his feet.

“why? “More?”

“That…”

Namgungdan spoke to her with half-fazed eyes.

“Bah, let your guard down…”

“Ah, let down your guard?”

Tang Soso nodded as if he understood.

“okay. Well, since I let my guard down, let’s invalidate it. “It’s worth it, right?”

It is never an excuse to say that the original inspector let his guard down. Rather, it is nothing more than insulting oneself. This is because it is absolutely unacceptable for those who risk everything on a single sword to let down their guard.

However, Tang Soso generously accepted Namgung Dan’s excuse. From Namgungdan’s point of view, I am extremely grateful.

So, at first glance, it may sound like a very kind and generous thing.

But Ogum’s reaction was completely different.

“⋯⋯He caught me today.”

“You seem really upset?”

“Should I take a coffin in advance?”

“⋯⋯Sure.”

But unfortunately, the sound of the five swords muttering could not be heard by Nangungdan’s ears.

“Off.”

Namgoong Dan presses his head.

My eyesight was dizzy and my mind was blank. Even at this moment, an indescribable pain is felt in her head. But she has to pull herself together somehow.

‘Well, if only I could show my skills…’

It was a mistake to think that Tang Soso would use a nimble and light sword.

Who would have imagined that such a ridiculously heavy sword could be wielded by such a small body? The wrist that blocked the sword was still throbbing.

“Cough!”

Nangungdan raised his sword again and aimed it at Tang Soso. He knew very well that what he was doing now was ugly, but what was important now was not things like face.

If we retreat like this, the only result will be that Namgung’s sword was shattered without even being able to counterattack Hwasan’s sword. And that was against Dang Soso, who had only just entered Hwasan.

It was an incomparable humiliation to Namgung Dan.

“Hmm.”

Tang Soso looked at Namgung Dan, who was aiming his sword at him, and twirled his sword around.

“How much longer should I wait?”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

“Recovery. “You’ll probably say later that you weren’t able to show off your skills because you were distracted.”

“⋯⋯.”

Namgoong Dan bit his lips to the point where he turned white for a moment.

The fact that he couldn’t refute those words gave him even greater humiliation. Because it is none other than Namgoong Dan who is forcing and dragging on a match that has already ended.

“I’m ready… I’m ready!”

“okay?”

Tang Soso smiled brightly and approached him. At that moment, sparks flew into Namgoong Dan’s eyes.

‘This…!’

Even if you ignore people, you still have oil! How dare you approach him without any boundaries!

“Taaaaaap!”

Namgungdan shouted with enthusiasm and struck down his sword. The Cheolgeom Twelve Ceremony, the Namgung family’s German-style swordsmanship, was held without any unnecessary details.

thud!

The moment the sword and sword met in the air, he twisted his wrist and swung the sword like a storm. It was a fierce sword attack that seemed to sweep away Tang Soso’s entire body.

‘I just need to show off my skills!’

He was not the type of person who would be defeated by Tang Soso, who had not even learned the sword for several years. Isn’t his blood and sweat worth every second of this sword strike? No matter how talented Tang Xiaoxiao is, he cannot match the time he devoted to this sword! No, there shouldn’t be!

For sure.

It’s definitely going to be like that…

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

I’m stuck. all.

Every single fierce sword strike he swung was blocked by Tang Xiaoso’s sword.

‘Uh, how?’

Namgungdan began to panic little by little.

Did being hit on the head weaken his sword?

no.

A sword is something that is carved into the body. His sword is drawing exactly the path he wants. However, no matter how much I swung the sword, it could not reach Tang Soso’s body.

Throbbing! Throbbing!

Instead, every time the sword collided, his wrist felt like it was going to break.

Every time there is a collision, his wrist is unable to withstand the shock transmitted through the sword body.

‘This can’t be happening!’

Namgungdan screamed and swung his sword with all his might. Swords like a frenzied storm rained down on Tang Xiaoso.

“Tongue, brother!”

“No, brother!”

The Namgungse inspectors who were watching screamed involuntarily. This is because I noticed that Namgungdan’s sword was no longer suitable for sparring.

If things continue that way, Tang Xiaoxiao’s body will be torn to pieces by the fierce storm of sword energy!

However, contrary to what it seemed on the outside, it was Namgungdan that was being cornered.

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

Even as swords clashed one after another, Tang Xiaoxiao’s eyes became increasingly cold. There was no wavering in the gaze that was watching Namgung Dan.

At that moment, her small voice could be heard clearly in Namgoong Dan’s ears.

“Are you done?”

“omg!”

It was that moment.

Coo!

The moment the sword and sword touched each other, Tang Xiaoso lightly twisted his wrist and flicked Nangongdan’s sword upward. Naturally, Namgung Dan’s upper body opened wide.

“head!”

Tang Xiaoxiao’s sword fell like a beam of light towards the top of his head. Namgungdan desperately drew his sword and blocked it above his head. And this time, he raised his internal strength as much as possible so as not to be crushed by Tang Soso’s sword.

‘No, I blocked it…’

However, at the very moment when I prepared for the impact of the swords striking each other, Tang Xiaoso’s sword spun around. And he just passed by Namgungdan’s sword.

‘what?’

At that moment, Namgungdan saw clearly. The sword passed by his head and landed squarely in his right ankle.

Taaaaaaaaaaaaa!

With a cheerful sound, Namgungdan’s mouth opened as if it were about to be torn apart.

Pain that could not be described in words spread through my ankles and throughout my body.

“Off, off…”

At that moment, Namgungdan, filled with evil, swung his sword in a fit of rage.

Taaaaaaaaaaaaa!

However, before he could finish swinging his sword, Tang Xiaoso’s sword struck his knee again.

“Ugh… “Aaaah!”

Namgungdan swung his sword with all his might. However, at that very moment, Tang Xiaoso did not dodge the sword flying towards him, but instead struck the flying sword head-on.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Namgung Dan’s back twisted as if it would break. His sword was fully tilted behind his back. The hand holding his sword was torn and red blood was dripping from it.

‘This can’t be happening…’

At that moment, Tang Soso’s angry voice pierced his ears.

“A bastard named Geomsu just swings his sword because he’s angry?”

Tang Soso raised his sword so that it was clearly visible to his eyes. Frightened, Namgungdan raised his wooden sword with both hands and held it over his head.

Tang Xiaoxiao’s sword descended fiercely.

“On the sword!”

Couuuuuuuuuck!

“Strength!”

Couuuuuuuuuck!

“If you want to load it!”

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

“Lower your posture first, you bastard! posture!”

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Namgungdan lowered his posture as per Tang Soso’s wishes. Well, if the almost twisted back can be described as ‘lowering one’s posture.’

“face? “How can a bastard with no blood on his head have any face?”

“Queuuuuuu.”

Namgoongdan, who was half out of his mind, instinctively straightened himself up. No, I tried to set it straight.

“Hold your stance, you bastard!”

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

Namgungdan’s wooden sword stuck in my face. Two streams of blood spurted from the nose and comically colored the air.

“You really don’t understand what I’m saying? okay. “If you can’t understand with your ears, you can understand with your body!”

Ogum, who was watching the scene, turned his head, anticipating the tragedy that would unfold later. It was because I couldn’t bear to see it.

“Lower your knees!”

Tang Xiaoso’s sword struck Nangongdan’s knee mercilessly.

“Keep your back straight!”

Namgungdan’s waist, which was leaning helplessly to the side, was struck and forced to straighten.

“shoulder! “Relax your shoulders!”

Namgoongdan’s body, which had been struck quickly on both shoulders, was in the correct posture.

Baekcheon looked at the distant sky in silence and sighed softly.

Why is violence passed down from generation to generation?

Why…

“Throw your head down and use your sword! “You bastard!”

Tang Xiaosu’s sword flew like a beam of light towards the center of Nangungdan’s head.

Looking at the sword falling towards his head, Namgungdan smiled brightly without even realizing it.

‘This… is a dream.’

Quang! Quang! Quang! Quang! Quang!

A sound that I couldn’t believe came from a human head rang out five times in succession.

dump.

Namgungdan finally collapsed to the ground like a rotten straw bale.

Everyone in the manor looked mesmerized at him shaking his limbs like a stoned frog.

“what? Did you just fall down with this? hey. “Aren’t you going to wake up?”

At that time, Yunjong quietly turned his head and asked Baekcheon.

“Sasuk.”

“huh?”

“Why did Soso become like that?”

“Yoonjong-ah.”

“yes?”

“⋯⋯People have no choice but to grow according to what they see and learn. “The upper water is so bad, so what can the lower water do?”

“⋯⋯.”

“Just live your life thankful that you are Cheongmyeong’s death sentence.”

These were truly meaningful words, but something seemed to bother Yunjong.

“Sasuk.”

“Why again?”

“⋯⋯Then what will happen to the Myeongja ships that will come to Hwasan in the future?”

“⋯⋯.”

Baekcheon, unable to answer that question, looked away sadly. Cheongmyeong, placed at the end, was giggling happily.

“O primordial heavenly being.”

Look down upon the volcano.

“next! Next baby come out! Isn’t it coming out? Hey, Dowie, come out and see us!”

In the silent manor, only the sound of Tang Soso running wild and Cheongmyeong’s laughter spread widely.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect

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