Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 120



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Episode 120. Things will return to the right path (8)

Hanbin smiled quietly.

There weren’t many people in Hanam Jeongga who were related to him.

Hanbin was the type who wouldn’t even blink an eye even if they were all killed.

In other words, Jeong Hwi-ji had chosen the wrong target.

“What?”

Jeong Hui-ji’s eyes widened.

The expressions of the elders and the footnotes changed dozens of times during their conversation.

At first I was surprised, and then I was disappointed by the words of the envoy.

However, they could see that the words of the Envoy of Cheongun were right from Jeong Hwi-ji’s subsequent actions.

Jeong Hui-ji put away the sword he had pointed at Joo-ju and threw himself at Han-bin again.

For a moment, sighs could be heard here and there.

As the tension eased, someone whispered in a dying voice.

“As expected, he is the Envoy of Cheongun. Not only is he skilled in martial arts, but his tongue is also very spicy. This time, he saved us with his tongue, not his sword.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

“We’re just a nuisance if we stay here, so let’s get out of here now.”

“Yeah, now that I look at it, Jeong Hwi-ji isn’t in his right mind.”

“That’s right. When you make a speech saying that you are the only one who can develop Hanam Jeongga, are you trying to kill us? Second, Confucius has lost his mind.”

The elders and the elders left the palace, muttering in dismay.

They watched the bloody battle between Hanbin and Jeong Hwiji through the open door with regret.

That was when.

Jeong Hui-ji changed direction strangely.

At the same time, a cool aura began to grow on his sword.

It was a technique of quick swordsmanship and a hundred decisions.

A technique of trapping an opponent by weaving a net with black ink.

If you are bound by that sword, your target will be split into a hundred pieces and turned into a blood clot.

An extremely powerful swordsmanship technique that only the head of the Hanam Jeongga can use.

Jeong Mu-ryong opened his eyes wide at the sight of Jeong Hui-ji.

This was because he had never taught Jeong Hwi-ji the beginner’s technique of the Quick Sword and the Ultimate Sword.

It was clear that he had secretly learned the secret recipe that had been hidden in the kitchen.

“You’re so greedy, so greedy… … .”

Jeong Mu-ryong was left speechless.

It was because the sword energy of the quick swordsmanship used by Jeong Hwi-ji was approaching him.

In fact, this was the last meal for Jeong Hwi-ji.

This plan, which required all of his strength to be deployed, was to eliminate his father, Jeong Mu-ryong, his older brother, Jeong In-ji, and the unidentified ronin named Haenam Sa-u who had trapped him.

Pop! Swish!

Jeong Mu-ryong, who saw the sword energy approaching him, hurriedly pulled out his sword.

Then I used my internal energy.

Swish!

The sword energy that slowly blooms on Jeong Mu-ryong’s sword.

That was when.

Jeong Mu-ryong cried and vomited blood.

My body hasn’t recovered yet.

In the back, Hanbin is chasing Jeong Hwiji.

However, if things continued this way, Jeong Mu-ryong and those around him would inevitably suffer harm.

At that time, Hanbin slowed down instead.

He tried to put away his lightning-quick technique and use a new technique.

‘What a braggadocio!’

As soon as I thought of the first meal, all my energy was focused on my vocal cords.

“bloke!”

Hanbin’s afterlife filled the interior of the Gajujeon.

Although it was only a short, single word, the meaning behind that voice was far from trivial.

Even Jeong Hwi-ji had no choice but to stop his swift swordsmanship that had been unleashed with great momentum.

Although it was only a brief moment, the realm he felt from his opponent was definitely Hwagyeong.

Jeong Hui-ji had no choice but to turn his head.

A sharp blade flying towards him.

Phew!

Hanbin’s moon pierced Jeong Hwiji’s shoulder.

In that moment, Jeong Hui-ji’s body collapsed.

Those who were watching the confrontation between the two outside began to stir.

“The Cheongunsashin won.”

“He wasn’t an ordinary expert.”

“As expected, he is clearly a master of painting.”

“That’s right, that momentum was definitely impressive.”

“But what is the Cheongunsashin doing?”

“Okay, the match is decided. But why… … .”

The elders and the footnotes whispered in trembling voices.

It was because of the actions of Hanbin, whom they named Cheongunsashin.

What Hanbin just dug up was a single knot.

A pretext was needed to dig up the remaining remains.

Hanbin shouted at Jeong Hwiji repeatedly.

“This is the sword that punishes black treason!”

Phew!

Everyone was silent at the sound of skin piercing through.

Everyone knew that it was a punishment for what Jeong Hwi-ji had done so far.

The forces that tried to agree with Jeong Hwi-ji flinched as if their shoulders had been pierced.

“In some ways, this punishment may be too light for you. This sword is a punishment for you, the direct descendant of the Black House, who tried to harm my subordinates!”

Phew!

Hanbin’s sword struck Jeong Hwi-ji’s vital point again.

Everyone became silent.

Because every single word Hanbin said pierced their hearts.

However, some people questioned Hanbin’s bold actions.

Someone said.

“Was the Envoy of Cheongun a person from the Sapa?”

“What kind of Sapa is Sapa? If it’s Sapa, why did it come to help us? Are there a few eccentric gentlemen among the members of the Jeongpa?”

“It’s like an ice rink, it doesn’t seem to have any emotions. Has there ever been such a master in the political sect?”

“It wasn’t there before, but it is now.”

“You’re here now? Who?”

His question caused a brief pause in the conversation.

Then several people shouted at the same time.

“Cheongunsashin!”

Despite their conversation, Hanbin quietly continued to subdue Jeong Hwi-ji’s vital points with his sword.

Of course, it was a point that had a twist.

[Check the herbivorousness with the dragon’s eyes.]

[You have acquired the human level.]

[… … ]

[You have achieved the level of Humanity.]

Hanbin stopped his sword.

Finally, I got the last of the level 1 dice.

[You have acquired the human-level herbivore killing body saint.]

If it is a person who kills others, it is a passage from the Analects. However, the person mentioned there is a person of virtue, and the person in the Yonglin Sword Technique is a person of humanity.

It was when Hanbin was slightly doubtful.

The phrase appeared again.

[Salshin Seongin (殺身成人) – There is more than one way to collect the scattered knots in the world. One of them is to push your body to the limit. It is the best super food of the human class that absorbs knots from the opponent’s attacks. If you need further explanation, activate the supplementary explanation.]

Hanbin glanced at Jeong Hwi-ji, who was lying on the floor.

Although faint, there are still dots indicating the formation of a crater.

Hanbin stabbed Jeong Hwi-ji’s vital point without any hesitation.

Phew!

I thought the lump was being absorbed.

[… … switches to supplementary explanation.]

The strokes separated and then merged into a new stroke, and the supplementary explanation began.

[The first step of the Salsin Saint’s diet was sometimes called the Great Technique of Absorbing Gong.]

“hmm.”

Hanbin coughed in disbelief.

If it was the Absorbing Technique, it was a divine technique created by a person between the two.

The point was that if used incorrectly, it could be misunderstood.

If you think about it, it seems like traces of the Yongrin Sword Technique remain here and there in the martial arts world.

That was when.

The phrase appeared again.

[You have collected three human-level beginner’s books. A basic bookshelf is added. To add a bookshelf, you need four hours of meditation. You must not be disturbed during the four hours of meditation.]

The corners of Hanbin’s mouth hung on his ears.

It was finally here. What if the bookshelves were added and the basic editions were expanded?

It would have been far beyond the highest level.

It was when Hanbin was smiling.

Someone gently tugged at Hanbin’s sleeve.

“Great Swordsman.”

Hanbin woke up from his thoughts and turned his head.

There, Gaju Jeongmu-ryong was looking at Hanbin with a blank expression.

Hanbin quickly came to his senses.

Although he stabbed Gugyeol without thinking, Jeong Hui-ji was also Jeong Mu-ryong’s son.

I felt a little sorry for cursing like this, aside from the fact that I had subdued him.

Hanbin was about to open his mouth while scratching the back of his head.

Jeong Mu-ryong spoke first.

“You haven’t cut the limb veins yet. I will finish it without you having to dirty the Great Swordsman’s hands.”

After finishing speaking, Jeong Mu-ryong cut Jeong Hui-ji’s limbs and veins with his sword without any hesitation.

Swish.

As blood seeped out of his uniform and soaked the floor, Jeong Mu-ryong looked back and gave orders to his warriors.

“Put that bastard in the brain prison.”

At that shout, the warriors who had been standing blankly outside rushed into the castle.

That was when.

Dduk.

I heard the sound of birds flying.

Jeong Mu-ryong tilted his head and asked.

“What does this mean?”

“It’s probably the sound of spies flying a messenger. As I said a few days ago, I don’t think Jeong Hwi-ji did it alone.”

“Then that Western… … .”

“I prepared in advance. Jeonseo-gu will not be able to leave Hanamjeongga.”

Drumroll, drumroll.

Even during the conversation, the sound of pigeons’ wings continued to resonate.

* * *

There was a group of beggars surrounding Hanamjeongga.

They were holding slingshots and catching pigeons that were trying to escape Hanamjeongga.

Knock! Knock!

The dove fell to the ground without being able to escape Hanamjeongga.

A beggar who had picked up the pigeon said:

“Oh, why is Elder Hong Chil-gae making me do this?”

“Oh, whatever, we can have roast pigeon for dinner tonight.”

“Hey, let me get this straight, whose nose is this pigeon stuck on?”

“I just caught twenty, isn’t that enough?”

“Are you and I the only ones?”

The beggar pointed behind him.

It seemed as if all the beggars of Hanam had gathered there, surrounding Hanamjeongga with slingshots.

This was a special net that Gaebong had spread for the Western world.

Not a single pigeon was able to escape from Hanamjeongga.

* * *

There was a person looking at Hanamjeongga from afar.

He was drinking at an inn at the entrance to the village when he saw a pigeon flying over Hanamjeongga and ran off in a hurry.

The place he ran to was the riverbank.

The area near the river was filled with the sounds of chickens crowing, clucking, and the smell of chicken droppings, as if they were raised there.

The man opened the chicken coop door and quietly looked at someone.

There was an old farmer feeding his chickens.

The man said to the old farmer.

“It looks like it failed.”

“Then I have to tell you the news.”

The old farmer walked slowly backwards.

When I opened the door, instead of a chicken coop there was a cage containing pigeons.

Behind the corner.

A homing pigeon flew over the roof of the farmhouse full of chicken coops.

These were spies planted by Madame Jeonghwa just in case.

The spies who had been planted in preparation for situations where even the Western Front could not fly were finally doing their part.

* * *

That night, in the residence of Lady Jeonghwa of Habukpengga.

Mrs. Jeonghwa received the Jeonseogu before the Ildaekyeong.

The content of the preface was amazing.

The plan of his second older brother, Jeong Hui-ji, who had joined hands with him, had failed.

Mrs. Jeonghwa looked south for a moment, lost in thought.

That too, for a moment, made me realize that it was time to think about reality.

She felt that remaining here was suicidal, so she decided to escape for the time being.

Mrs. Jeonghwa opened her safe to take out her most valuable items.

There was a chest of drawers and a few books there.

The book is a ledger that can be used to find money in the largest battlefield in Juwon, the Battle of Mangum, and the chest in Hancheol contained real Cheongmyeonghwan.

Mrs. Jeong-hwa, who was wrapping the things in the safe in a bundle, tilted her head.

I felt that the weight of the Hancheol rail was slightly different.

It wasn’t light, it was a little heavy.

“what?”

Mrs. Jeong-hwa tilted her head and quickly looked at the Hancheol track.

The wax that sealed the Hancheol train was also intact.

But something ominous began to creep up my spine.

Mrs. Jeonghwa hurriedly broke the seal and opened the Hancheol chest.

“omg!”

Mrs. Jeonghwa let out a sigh.

The chest that was supposed to contain the real Cheongmyeong-hwan was filled with cheap, rusty iron balls.

At the same time, Mrs. Jeonghwa’s heart began to beat.

Boom! Boom!

Mrs. Jeonghwa opened the ledger urgently.

At the same time, he spewed out curses.

“Ouch! This fucking kid!”

The shell of the ledger remained the same, but the contents inside had changed.

There were only four letters written on a blank piece of paper.

-Everything will return to its rightful place.

Swish.

The body of Madam Jeong-hwa, who had lost her mind, collapsed.

So where are the real Cheongmyeonghwan and Jangbu?