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*After a long journey from the republic inn, on foot for several hours running at a constant speed. Cheong Myeong had finally arrived at his home, the Cold Flower Mount Sect, currently known as one of the 6 great sects, 1 of the 5 great mountain sects. He strolled in looking around not noticing many differences and changes which was rather great. Eventually others began to recognize Cheong Myeong and greeted him wholeheartedly. This sparked into dozens of others like his disciple brothers, teachers, friends, and so many. He exchanged greetings and conversed with them all catching up, finally reaching his house. His father sat there smiling seeing that Cheong Myeong returned home.*

"Welcome home Young Taoist, Cheong Myeong. Come dinner is ready, I assume you've come back for the dragon and Phoenix festival Hm? If that is the case, you ought to eat a Hardy meal and prepare yourself for tomorrow"

*His father said encouragingly, he was happy to see his son safe and back even if his main purpose wasn't to come visit family. Oh how great it is to have his son come back. Cheong Myeong nodded, stepping inside with his father following behind. His mother sat at the dining table waiting for Cheong Myeong*

"My my, look at how skinny you've become?!?!? I almost couldn't recognize you??? Come come, sit down and eat"

*The woman exclaimed, as a mother of a single child, she worried the most. Worried that their son may get hurt or even worse yet, perish. Cheong Myeong chuckled as he enjoyed his mother's overprotective parenting nature and sat down. His father sat down as well and began to eat with his mother and Cheong Myeong. The three had a grand conversation, catching up on recent events, health concerns, family, and all around enjoyed the company of a whole family*

*Hours pass like it was nothing when they conversed. They enjoyed each other's company, alas it was night time. It was time for Cheong Myeong to rest before the big festival. He bid his parents goodnight before going up to his room. There he washed himself and came back to his bed, sitting in the lotus position, circulating qi and storing it within his dantian*

*Soon the sun rose, sunlight peering through the little open slit from the window. Cheong Myeong ceased his meditation and went outside. It has begun, the arrival of the other martial families. The 5 great martial families appeared with their own respective elders and younger generation. Families like The Zhuge family of intelligence, Tang Family of poison, Namgong family of sword and spears, Peng family, and Ho family. Soon followed the 9 great sects with their younger generation and elders. Each family and great sect receiving a wonderous and celebrated arrival, Cheong Myeong at the front to greet each of them, being polite and well mannered. Although he took note of several faces, as he himself could feel the difference between powers of those individuals compared to their peers, faces he remembered from long ago he met before. Oh how wonderful... Today's festival... Will be quite the entertainment.

*Cheong Myeong guided each family and sect to their assigned seatings, along with supplying treats and snacks for them. The great families and sects thought of this boy to be quite the errand boy, although not realizing that it was Cheong Myeong due to the long time of not seeing his face, but upon asking his name many were rather surprised. To think the laziest swordsman among the youngest generation would grow to become such a fine young man. After half an our or so of constant moving and making sure everything was set up for the final time. The festival had begun.*

```"Members of the younger generation, please step onto the platform and prepare yourselves for a grand battle royal. Only 8 contenders left standing will win the first round! The rules are those who are deemed unable to fight or has been knocked out of the ring will be eliminated!"```

*When ordered, around 100-250 people of the young generation stepped onto the platform and readied themselves to commence the battle. Cheong Myeong, the last one to step onto the platform. Only the Namgong family and the Zhuge family knew of Cheong Myeong's face of this present time. Many looked at him rather funny and ridiculed him, "The errand boy dares to compete in the dragon and phoenix festival? Preposterous" Some yelled, "Look at him, he's frail and weak!" Others yelled... However once the first round began, hell was let loose. Everyone had drawn their weapon, attacking each other fiercely, displaying their martial arts. Eruptions of smoke appearing all over the platform. 8 notable individuals seemingly to be targeted. Someone of the Shaolin Sect, the Namgong Clan, Tang Clan, 2 of the Zhuge Clan, Wudang Sect, Dan Li Hwa, and low and behold Cheong Myeong. This large scaled battle lasted for about 20 minutes, before the smoke cleared with the 8 standing there without breaking a sweat. From the stands Cheong Myeong saw his mother, father, teachers, and disciple brothers. He waved to them smiling widely as the small group cheered and yelled for him, as if they were Asuras on the battlefield... Such overwhelming support from those who are close*

*Seeing those 8 stand there was rather tense as all of them stared at each other. However, the crowd erupted in the excitement of witnessing such a battle, many members of the younger generation either laid there unconscious or outside of the ring. The announcer ordered for the remaining 8 to step off the platform and allow for an hour of rest time before the next coming rounds*

```"After a short 1 hour break, the remaining battles will be set into tournament brackets! The first round will be Qingcheng Sect's Dan Li Hwa Vs. Namgong clan's Thundering Sword Namgong Geum!"```

*Cheong Myeong stepped off with the 7 others, all scattering off to their own respective family. Cheong Myeong was met by those whom he considered close at the end of the pathway going down the large platform.*

```"W-when did you become so powerful Senior Brother!?!?!? Are you cultivating a demonic Technique!?!?!"```

*Another yelled*

```"OI, YOU BASTARD LIED SAYING YOU WERE WOUNDED!!!! I DEMAND A REMATCH YOU 

*Cheong Myeong was bombarded with comments and random questions from his group. This sight he missed dearly even with those whom he had met with on his journey. Tears welled up in his eyes as they paused seeing this, then now beginning to panic in hopes of Cheong Myeong not being upset about something... It was as if his group would wreak havoc upon the world for just Cheong Myeong. He chuckled as he tried to wrap his arms around them all, smiling brightly. Everyone around him hugged him tightly as they scurried off to prepared for the next round*

*After the 1 hour break, it was time for the first round. Dan Li Hwa Vs Namgong Geum. Namgong Geum's spearmanship is well known throughout the murim world, known to be powerful and swift, with the attunement of thunder behind his power. Whereas Dan Li Hwa, she has learned and practiced the 72 impact sword technique, however he achievements stand pale against Namgong Geum's achievements and power. Once the two stood on the platform, the round began... However in a short 5 minutes without any major showcase or display of power, Dan Li Hwa was defeated one sidedly... The first to lose out of the 8...Namggong Geum's eyes fell upon Cheong Myeong, before he turned his gaze away, stepping off the platform without breaking a sweat*

*Eventually the next round came around A member of the Zhuge family Vs Kunlun Sect's Invincible Adamantine Body Sang Myung Jin. However although the Zhuge family is one of the 6 great families, it is without a doubt a weaker in terms of martial arts. Where they truly shine is tactics, plans, advisory, and many more behind the scenes work. Whereas the Kunlun Sect was a mighty Shaolin martial arts sect, know for the body and fist arts. Once more was this battle ended rather quickly, well due to the overwhelming difference in martial arts prowess and strengths. This match ended in 7 minutes. Then the cycle of matches continued until it was Cheong Myeong's turn. This match would be Cheong Myeong of the Mount Hua Sect and the Wutang Sect's Sword of nine Palaces Gong Chu.*

```"The final match of the second round! This will be Wutang Sect's Sword of Nine Palaces Gong Chu! Versus Cheong Myeong of... The... Mount... Hua... Sect?"```

*For a moment even the announcer was confused... Cheong Myeong? Which sect did he belong to? The Mount Hua Sect? Where had they heard of that name... Hmmm... The Mount Hua Sect led the martial alliance... But to where... To what? Ah ah ah, the decisive battle against the Demonic Cult... Wait... The Mount Hua Sect led the Martial Alliance forces in the decisive battle against the Demonic Sect??? That same Mount Hua 
Sect that Cheong Myeong belonged to????? Inconceivable! Utterly impossible! Then that would mean... Cheong Myeong is the current Sword Master of this generation!*

```"THIS LITTLE FUCKER IS THE SWORD MASTER OF THE MOUNT HUA SECT!?!?!?!?"```

*When this was disclosed, many of the younger generation were rather confused as to what the Mount Hua Sect was and why it carried such a meaning behind its name? However The great talents along with Patriarchs and Elders stared at him wide eyed. Namgong Geum's gaze fell upon him, giving him a piercing glare. As many would know, Namgong Geum's name proceed him, for someone like him to gain interest in who this man was, instantly turned the heads of the other members of the young generation onto Cheong Myeong... Once all their gazes fell upon him, he walked up to the platform calmly and stood there with his head high, although internally he was as scared as a shitless man who can't shit anymore because he was simply too scared to enact the act... But on the outside he seemed as cool as ice. His opponent Gong Chu stepped up to the platform wide eyed smiling everso widely*

```"So you're the supposed Sword Master of the Mount Hua Sect I presume? Assuming that you are the current leader? Allow for me to show my sincerity to such a man. However, I will not hold back knowing your name, Sword Master Cheong Myeong"```

*He chuckled, bowing deeply in respect, however in this man's mind he was ready to crush Cheong Myeong and humiliate him in front of the younger generation and great sects and great families.*
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*The crowd murmured, many began talking after hearing such information. There Cheong Myeong looked at Gong Chu smiling lightly, before bowing in response to the respect he had just shown. Then stood back up*

```"Sir Gong Chu, this man is only but a taoist swordsman, no need for such a title. However, I have shown discourtesy to you by initially using my spear, I apologize as such and will use my blade now"```

*Cheong Myeong bowed deeply once more apologizing to the man standing in front of him. There he stood back up, stabbing his spear firm into the floor. Upon letting go it stood there on its own, his hand moved toward his back, grabbing the hilt of his grand sword. He slowly unsheathed it, the sword beginning to show its blade. In an instant, the atmosphere changed... The entire aura around Cheong Myeong had also drastically shifted... The man before them was no longer the simple nd kind hearted Cheong Myeong, but a Martial Master of the Murim world... Then he suddenly pulled forward, the entire sword flew out of its sheathe, winds blew wildly... The crowd going silent... Namgong Geum watching from the second floor, staring down onto Cheong Myeong...*

```"I will not hold back against Sir Gong Chu, please prepare to receive my attack"```
Mark
*Gong Chu was rather shaken by this... How could someone of their age bear such a presence... A presence that belonged to that of a Martial Master... Someone who has killed... And fought with their life on the line... How could a mere teenager hold that kind of aura behind him... What he saw wasn't a mere person, but someone befitting of Martial Master, A dragon hidden within the clouds... Gong Chu's hands began trembling slightly, as his confidence was no longer as bright... He stood there holding his sword in front of him, he tried to focus the best he could presently. His eyes narrowing, as this man no longer had the idea to just crush him... But the idea to kill a man who will shake the Murim World with his later years... A threat to the Wudang Sect...*

```"Do not worry Cheong Myeong... We have yet to begin!"```

*Immediately after saying that, he lunged forward at an alarming speed, once arriving in front, his blue qi began to coat his blade.* **Taiji Sword: Swallow Stirs Up Waves** *He brought his arm in front over to the left side, then swung his sword, with a downward direction that would curve up to the right, aiming at his chest. Then he immediately followed up with* **Taiji Sword: Dragonfly Touches Water** *Pushing him forward even faster, lightly touching the floor, cocking his arm all the way back. As he did, the qi coated on the blade became stronger, suddenly thrusting it forward at Cheong Myeong's Head... Each of these attacks wee purposely done to try to kill him... To give him no time to think and slaughter him like a pig... Gong Chu's eyes glinted red, filled with killing intent all aimed at Cheong Myeong*
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*Cheong Myeong stared at his opponent with a piercing glare... As Gong Chu suddenly appeared swinging his sword at him. He simply stepped back, beginning to maneuver away from his first attack. The scent of plum blossoms begin to fill the air with its sweetness. With the second attack incoming, gong Chu had closed the gap he made between them both, the sword's tip flying at him rapidly, Cheong Myeong leaned back far, letting the sword fly over him before it struck him... Now... It was time for him to begin his counterattack. Cheong Myeong swiped Gong Chu's sword away, then glided to the right side, standing up fully as he swung the blade across diagonally from the top right side, down to the bottom left. However he didn't use any special technique except for the* **5 Blossoming Steps** *But his Sword was coated... Coated with Pink Qi... The sweetness began to grow even greater, filling the area with the smell of plum blossoms. Then he jumped into the air, leaning forward, whipping his lefts back. His entire body was now mid-air upside down above Gong Chu. He cocked his arm back as he thrusted his blade...* **Plum Blossom 7 Swords Fourth Sword: Plum Blossom Drifting Petals** *He thrusted the blade multiple times, about 10 times within 5 seconds of being within the air.* **Plum Blossom 7 Swords Fifth Sword: Plum Blossom Cutting Edge** *He immediately imbued qi into his legs after landing 3 meters away from him. He pushed himself forward, moving at a rapid pace at Gong Chu. Swinging his Blade across seemingly "Cutting" Gong Chu's head off*

```"Thank you for the match, I have learned greatly"```

*Cheong Myeong said this, reverting back to his original presence and being. Speaking in a light and kind hearted tone, sounding genuine... However... HOW CAN SOMEONE HAVE LEARNED SOMETHING AFTER SUCH A DISPLAY?????!?!?!?!?!?*
Mark
*Gong Chu was baffled to see that his first attack was easily dodged... Then the second attack baffled him... Truly astonishing to see someone move so lightly and dodge it in such a way... When his sword was swiped away, his eyes followed Cheong Myeong barely as he managed to bring his sword up to block the incoming sword attack. His sword beginning to crack ever so slightly. Then watching Cheong Myeong essentially fly over him, with 10 thrusts raining down him.* **Taiji Sword: Rhino Watches The Moon** *Blocking each thrust with all his might, being barely able to change some of the thrusts directions. However, he received 5 of the slashes, each giving him rather shallow cut. Gong Chu's sword beginning to crack even more after the weight and power behind each of those attacks... Within Gong Chu's mind was the question,* **"What kind of monster is he..."** *Cheong Myeong had truly shaken this man to the core... But before he could even attempt something, Cheong Myeong raced across with a blade he couldn't even react to. What was cut was not his head... But the area of which the sword cracked, severing the blade in half... Gong Chu stood there pale faced, and wide eyed... Shaking wildly as this man had just seen his life flash before his eyes... Then came Cheong Myeong's words came before he could speak him...*

```"I... I admit defeat Sword Master Cheong Myeong"```

*He stood there shaking uncontrollably as he was terrified of this Dragon stepping into the ring... He turned around walking away as stable as he could back to the Wudant Sect Section... There The Elders and current Leader of the Wudang Sect stood there astonished... Shocked to see such a display from a young man at his age... His power and potential would even put them to shame... They had truly lost face today... Esecially for their nasty comments about Cheong Myeong... They were now the ones next to be ridiculed*
Sandra
*After this match, everyone began to speak loudly exclaiming about Cheong Myeong... Who is this man? How strong is this guy? Is he stronger than Sang Myung-Jin or Namggong Geum!?!?! Many began to gossip and discuss Cheong Myeong... The great families and great sects began talking about him... Thinking about recruiting him to join their sect or clan... Many plans and ideas sparked in their heads, their mouths moving at rapid speeds to try to figure out Cheong Myeong*