Chapter 120

The final of the Sword Saint Exhibition, which was the focus of this intense interest, was being watched by everyone from the head of the academy, the Iron Fist, Ma Jin-ga, to the head of the elders' council, the Sword Revered, Gongson Il-chwi.

"What do you think? Sword Revered."

The atmosphere was as if the overall final of the Cheonmu Three Sages Martial Festival was the Sword Saint Exhibition, and the winner of the Sword Saint Exhibition was the winner of the Cheonmu Three Sages Martial Festival. Well, it wasn't wrong... In fact, in the righteous path Murim, where more than 90% revered the sword, it was a standard, a common theory, and a common sense that the best master of the sword was actually the best master.

The number one master in the world always came from a sword sect. Without exception, the number one master in the world was always a swordsman. Of course, the previous number one master in the world, the Martial God, Hyeok Wol-rin, had used both a sword and a saber, but he could be called a swordsman anyway. Although it was half, a sword was held in his right hand.

"Indeed, he is the grandson of Jeong-cheon! To have honed the sword of a successor to this extent..."

Gongson Il-chwi let out a sigh. He was extremely envious of Jeong-cheon, who had taken such a child as a successor.

'Should I also start to take a successor soon? I'm also tempted by that child.'

Gongson Il-chwi's gaze turned to Cheong-heun, who was standing proudly on the opposite side of Moyong Hwi. To anyone's eyes, Cheong-heun was the master of this final, and Moyong Hwi was in the position of a challenger. It was proof that Cheong-heun's vessel was that large.

"Indeed, he is worthy of his fame. He is proving here today that the name of the Seven Absolutes Divine Sword was not attached for nothing. Besides, the Three-Section Sword, Cheong-heun, on that side is also showing a terrifying momentum."

A middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance in a white martial robe, who was sitting next to the two, praised them, repeatedly letting out cries of admiration. The three swords embroidered on his chest proved that he was a person from the righteous path Murim Alliance, the Righteous Heaven Alliance.

His name was the Hundred Net Sword, Chu Hyeon, and he was a person who had graduated from this Cheonmu Academy at the top of his class 20 years ago and had been registered in the Murim Alliance. And his current position within the Murim Alliance was by no means small. The rumor that was circulating was true. The reason he was in this place was to look for talent in preparation for the future. In particular, it was also to confirm the skills of the Three-Section Sword, Cheong-heun, and the Seven Absolutes Divine Sword, Moyong Hwi, which he had only heard about through rumors, with his own eyes. To prepare for the confrontation with the Demonic Heaven Pavilion, which was only about a year away...

"Kuaaaah! Damn it, it's so frustrating!"

Hyo-ryong spat out nervously. It had already been nearly 100 seconds, but the whereabouts of the winner and loser were still unknown. Both of them had freely displayed their rising sword techniques, whose superiority could not be easily determined. There was not a single form that was not marvelous. It was truly a decisive battle of a dragon and a tiger.

Was he worried about Moyong Hwi? If one were to interpret Hyo-ryong's expression now, it was 'I'm so worried I could die.' or 'Please save me'.

"I hate this the most, just watching blankly from the side. I really hate this place where I have to just watch in a helpless state where I can't do anything. I don't think a place like this, where I can't be the master of my own and others' fate, really fits my personality!"

His eyes, as he spoke with a stiff face, were just serious.

"Don't worry too much, Ryong! The swordsman named Moyong Hwi is a punk who has enough ability to carve out his own destiny without borrowing the hands of others. He'll do well even if you don't worry so much. He's not being pushed back yet, is he! Just trust him for now! If that punk Ryu-yeon were here, he would have said that caring about such a conceited punk is a waste of mental energy. Hahaha!"

Hyo-ryong's heart was somehow touched by Jang Hong's words, which he was saying carelessly, patting his back. He always felt like a close older brother, not a classmate. So he was relieved.

'Yes, a true friend should be able to trust their friend's ability. If they are a true friend, but...'

It was Hyo-ryong, who became slightly bitter when he suddenly thought of his own position. He might be cheering for Moyong Hwi so hard now to escape from that feeling. For a moment, Hyo-ryong's eyes, which had been watching the duel stage with an anxious heart, widened, and a desperate cry erupted.

"It's dangerous!"

But Cheong-heun's sword was already rotating in the air and was flying towards Moyong Hwi with a terrifying momentum. It was a sword skill that was unheard of and unseen, to the point where one would wonder if there was a sword technique in the Wudang Sect that was activated in that way.

Kwakwang!

Finally, a loud roar erupted with a mass of white light.

Two swords rushed in, rotating at a dazzling speed.

And another sword like a rain of arrows following behind it! It seemed that even if one avoided the two in front, one would never be able to avoid the one behind.

An ultimate form that could never be avoided!

There was only one way..., to clash and break it...

Moyong Hwi unfolded the ultimate form of the Milky Way Meteor Sword Method with all his might. He did not care whether it strained his body or not. Now was not the time to worry about that.

"Meteor Roaring Heaven Dance."

Kwakwakwang!

Amidst the clash of sword ki and sword ki, a mass of light erupted, and a thunderous roar that was unimaginable to have come from the clash of a sword and a sword erupted. The two were barely able to maintain their forms only after stepping back 12 steps in a row.

"Indeed, it's excellent!"

A thin smile hung on Cheong-heun's lips. A stream of red blood flowed down next to his smile. He had suffered a slight internal injury from the clash just before. Moyong Hwi was also not unscathed. He was also barely swallowing the blood that was coming up and was controlling his internal injury. His clothes were also torn here and there, and the usual neatness could not be found.

Cheong-heun was now sincerely admiring this junior under his hand. It was the same for Moyong Hwi, who was impressed by the opponent's high realm.

"You are also excellent, senior. I was sincerely impressed."

The final between Cheong-heun and Moyong Hwi, which had become the focus of intense interest, was already heading towards the end. Even though both of them had continuously shown numerous ultimate techniques through their swords, a clear winner had not yet been decided. And finally, the two were acknowledging each other.

'The skills are evenly matched!'

Then it was time to decide the winner with a hidden ultimate form.

Moyong Hwi caught his breath and raised his sword diagonally. Cheong-heun took out all three of his swords. The three swords began to rotate in front of Cheong-heun's chest as if teasing each other. From now on, it was the real of the real.

"Now it's time to show the last thing I've been saving!"

Cheong-heun said cheerfully, with a smile on his impressed face.

"My sword is based on the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom, which my master created after entering the True Sword Realm in his later years. One of them is the Three Absolutes Linked Flying Sword, which you just blocked. And the rest is the ultimate sword path called the Limitless Sword.

I myself also started the Three Absolutes Linked Flying Sword a while ago and, while practicing, I had a weak sword enlightenment and came to have a sword in my heart. It is my fourth sword and my final form. Now, that sword wants to show off in front of you!"

Was it the confidence that he could win even after revealing everything he had? A sword in the heart... He could not even guess how frightening its power would be. But it was certain that it would be frightening beyond imagination.

Moyong Hwi also responded with a cheerful voice, not to be outdone. Although he was so quiet that it was hard to tell if he spoke much or not, to the point where he was suspected of being a mute, the voice that came out was surprisingly a beautiful voice.

"It is excellent that you already have a sword in your heart."

The opponent was trying to compete with him using his best ultimate technique. It would also be the courtesy of a martial artist to respond to this.

"120 years ago, my grandfather, along with his two close friends and one benefactor, confronted 'him' and, feeling his own limits, he devoted himself to finding a new sword principle to pass down to his successors in preparation for the future. After 50 years of that, he succeeded in creating one sword technique after abandoning all the family's secret sword techniques. He named this the Milky Way Flow. I was fortunate enough to inherit it, and I will unfold my lacking skills today, so please do not laugh at it."

Although he spoke with humility, Cheong-heun could not dare to be careless. Fear, excitement, and joy crossed his mind at the same time. Cheong-heun also knew well who the 'him' Moyong Hwi had mentioned was. Wasn't it a name that was so terrible that he did not even want to mention it?

In a word, Moyong Hwi's words meant that he would show the sword technique that contained the enlightenment that the Sword Saint, Moyong Jeong-cheon, the head of the Three Sages of Cheonmu, had created after much deliberation to counter 'him', who was called the Heavenly Calamity Blood God.

A sword technique that was stronger than the Milky Way Meteor Sword Method, which was currently one of the strongest sword techniques!

He could not even guess what form it would take. Although he himself said it was insignificant, how could he not be afraid to be able to get a glimpse of the enlightenment of the Sword Saint, which the idol he respected so much had obtained in his later years, and how could he not be happy as a swordsman? Cheong-heun's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

There was no sword technique in Wudang that used three swords. There was not even a dual sword style, let alone three swords... But Cheong-heun was holding three swords.

Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom!

That was the name of the martial art he had learned.

People thought that the strongest person in the Wudang Sect now was the sect leader. This would be the common sense of an ordinary person. But that was a huge mistake.

The martial arts of the former sect leaders or former elders, who had already passed down the position of sect leader to the next generation and were living in seclusion, were rather more outstanding than the sect leader, who was busy managing the various affairs of the sect, being swept away by the world. Because they devoted themselves only to the path of the sword, without being swept away by the world.

It was natural that they were stronger than the sect leader, who could not even have proper training time while handling various miscellaneous tasks. Of course, that did not mean that the sect leader was weak. The general reason why the sect leader or the head of each sect was the strongest was because most sects passed down the sect's hidden things, that is, the secret ultimate techniques, only to the sect leader.

Of course, this varied greatly depending on the sect. The hidden thing that went only to the sect leader, so how strong would the former sect leader who had passed down the position of sect leader be!

Cheong-heun's actual direct master was not the current sect leader of the Wudang Sect, Unseong Jin-in. Formally, he was a disciple of the current sect leader, but he had received his teachings in sword ki from the former sect leader, Hyeongeom Jin-in.

30 years after the former sect leader of the Wudang Sect, Hyeongeom Jin-in, had secluded himself with the Supreme Polarity Wisdom Sword as a pastime in his later years! In his later years, he had an enlightenment and had created one sword technique. But it was a sword technique that was on a different track from the current sword techniques of the Wudang Sect. Hyeongeom Jin-in, who was happy like a child and at the same time bitter about this, naturally could not take this to his grave. And so, he had asked the sect leader.

"Sect Leader, this old Taoist has obtained a trivial enlightenment in his later years, to whom should I pass it down? But if one learns this, one might not have the time to pay attention to other sword techniques. Besides, it is very difficult, so it is a real worry for those with ordinary qualities."

The current sect leader of the Wudang Sect, Unseong Jin-in, had thought for a moment and had unhesitatingly chosen Cheong-heun and had handed him over to Hyeongeom Jin-in. Cheong-heun, who was just about to move on to the rising realm of the Wudang sword, had put aside all other sword techniques from that day and had been taught the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom, which Hyeongeom Jin-in had created. It was a sword technique whose use was on a different track from the general Wudang sword.

If the sword of the Wudang Sect had started from the Supreme Polarity, where yin and yang were combined, the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom was a sword technique based on yin, yang, and union, and heaven, earth, and man. It was a sword technique that gathered inward, not one that stretched outward. Besides, it was not the kind of sword technique that fought with a sword in hand.

The Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom was largely divided into two parts, and the first of which was the Three-Ring Revolving Flying Sword. This could be said to be a kind of sword control with ki. Of course, it was not a perfect sword control with ki, but it could be said to be a sword technique that stood at the entrance of sword control with ki. Of course, if one achieved great success, one would be able to wield three swords as if they were one's own limbs.

But just before, Moyong Hwi had unfolded the Meteor Roaring Heaven Dance, one of the ultimate forms of the Milky Way Meteor Sword Method, to its extreme and had blocked his Three-Ring Revolving Flying Sword.

The Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword was powerful, but it also had a weakness. That's why he did not try to unfold it carelessly. Once it was unfolded, it was difficult to find an opponent who could block it, but the consumption of true qi was that severe.

A sword controlled by ki could not be unfolded for a long time because the consumption of divine ki and true qi was severe.

Since the Three-Ring Revolving Flying Sword had failed, now all that was left was to unfold the true teaching of the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword, the secret meaning, the Limitless Sword.

Cheong-heun had never used three swords at once until now. The fact that he had learned the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword did not mean that he had ignored the basic sword techniques of the current Wudang. For a decent opponent, that was enough. But now was the time to show the real thing. The last hidden card! The Limitless Sword was now about to be activated in his hand. It was the first step in rewriting the sword manual of the Wudang Sect.

'Indeed!'

Moyong Hwi was impressed by the spirit of Cheong-heun, which was pressing down on him like Mount Tai. It was before he had even unfolded the starting form. He was now receiving a pressure that he had never felt before in his dueling journey, which had given him the name of the Seven Absolutes Divine Sword, since he had entered the Jianghu.

It was a pressure that he had not felt even when he had been surrounded by five masters of the Black Moon Society in Laoshan.

It was the first time he had met a person of his own age who could put this much pressure on him and make the muscles of his whole body tense. How could he not be impressed?

'Indeed, the world is wide.'

It was Moyong Hwi, who was once again feeling that the world was wide and boundless today.

As a courtesy as a junior, Moyong Hwi unfolded the starting form of the ultimate form first.

Moyong Hwi pulled his sword towards his chest and then, with his left hand, he made a sword seal and entered the starting form of the Milky Way Flow, the Creation Sword. The face of Cheong-heun, who was preparing to execute the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom, the Limitless Sword, immediately hardened. It was because he had felt an extraordinary energy from the starting form.

Especially the heavy and huge energy that was felt not only from the sword but also from the left hand's sword seal was also extraordinary. It felt as if two kinds of energy were clashing in one place and were about to explode. Just with that, Cheong-heun could not dare to act rashly.

Like the Limitless Sword, the Milky Way Flow was not a low-level martial art that was bound by the form of a form. It was a martial art that had already passed the stage of being bound by a form.

'Indeed, the best sword technique that the Sword Saint had obtained after much effort in his later years! The pressure that is felt is on a different dimension.'

A huge pressure seemed to be pressing down on his whole body. It felt as if this body was also being sucked into the opponent's sword tip.

'Krrrr! I have to come to my senses. I can't be bewitched by the sword like this.'

Without the fourth sword, he would surely be defeated. Cheong-heun also began to respond to Moyong Hwi's sword pressure by showing his own ultimate form.

All three of Cheong-heun's swords were drawn and stayed in front of his chest. Although no one was holding them, the three swords began to rotate slowly, floating in the air. Finally, Cheong-heun had decided to show everything he had learned and had realized.

The three swords, as if they were a Three Supreme Polarity Diagram, rotated in front of him as if playing with each other, and then they were gradually increasing their speed. Cheong-heun tried to drive out Moyong Hwi's energy by increasing the power that went into his Three Supreme Polarity Diagram.

Three Origins Unite! Innate Limitless!

Cheong-heun moved his true qi according to the teaching that yin and yang unite, and heaven, earth, and man harmonize to return to the limitless and achieve the great way. The sword rotated according to the secret of the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom, and it gradually began to merge into one and sublimate into one energy.

The Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword rotated in front of his body and created another energy. The three kinds of energy merged into one, and the increasingly powerful energy gradually took shape and began to take the form of a sword. The sword that had come from Cheong-heun's heart and had materialized in the middle of the three swords! That was his fourth sword, the Limitless Sword.

"Huh! What on earth is that? It's a sword aura, but it doesn't seem to be a sword aura... And a sword aura of such a clear form... Is that the Three Sentiments Supreme Polarity Sword Wisdom that my junior brother had obtained in his later years..."

Gongson Il-chwi, who was watching, let out a cry of admiration with a sincere heart. It was a move that was hard to believe was the skill of a young man. The decent masters who were making a name for themselves in the Jianghu now would not be their opponents. The outstanding achievement of his grand-disciple was a very pleasant thing for a grand-master.