Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 133



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Episode 133. The calculation is accurate (3)

There was only one reason why Heuk-ui Salpung was surprised.

The fact that the voice’s owner is Hanbin.

I recently heard news of Hanam Jeongga, but there was no mention of Sa Gongja of Habuk Pengga.

There was only talk about the newly emerged leader of the political faction, the Cheongunsashin.

Cheongunsashin saved Hanamjeongga with Hwagyeong’s inaction and suspicion.

But, the rumors ended here.

The age of the Cheongunsashin.

The school name and even the appearance were not revealed at all.

All he did was wear a blue robe and leave behind an afterimage of clouds.

Since there was no news about Hanbin from the Cheongun Envoy, Heukuisalpung thought that Hanbin was dead.

According to Heuk-ui Salpung’s memories, Hanbin’s side was pierced by the bloodthirsty demon’s sword.

If you were thrown into the river in that situation, would you have any chance of surviving?

Even if Hua Tuo came and treated him, he probably wouldn’t be able to survive.

The surprise of the black-clad murderer also included fear.

There were more than a few problems that arose due to Hanbin’s appearance.

The most important thing is that the Black Swordsman did not reveal the identity of the Red Dragon Swordsman.

If the Black Swordsman had revealed that the Red Dragon Swordsman was the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng Family, would the heroization process have proceeded as it has now?

Heukyisalpung had no choice but to shake his head at that point.

As the black-clad Salpung’s mind filled with countless thoughts in the blink of an eye, Ma-Hwi narrowed his eyebrows and looked at Han-Bin.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I am the youngest of the Habuk Peng family, Peng Hanbin.”

“It’s Peng Hanbin… … .”

Ma Hui wiggled his eyebrows and trailed off.

I thought back to the situation before the Red Dragon Swordsman and the Blood Demon Swordsman fought a life-or-death battle.

That is exactly what happened when the Sapa people gathered at Yeongdansan Mountain to steal the Cheongmyeonghwan.

I thought I knew why the other person had appeared in this place.

That’s revenge.

Ma Hui continued speaking with a serious expression on his face.

“Peng Gongzi, there is an old proverb that says, ‘Look where you will lie down and stretch your legs.’ This is the place that will become the sacred ground of Sapa. You must be very upset to show up here.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“About the Saphain who tried to steal the Cheongmyeonghwan… … .”

Before Ma Hui could finish speaking, Han Bin quickly waved his hand.

“I think there was a momentary misunderstanding, but if there’s something I want, I’ll take it from you.”

“Huh, what does that mean?”

Ma Hui unknowingly relaxed his eyebrows and looked at Han Bin’s face again.

Jeong Pa-in says something like that?

Mahui didn’t understand.

While Ma Hui was momentarily confused, Han Bin said.

“If you’re unmanned, isn’t it natural for you to covet the Yeongdan? And let’s say I have the Yeongdan stolen from me. Who would you blame? The one who took it from me?”

“… … .”

Ma Hui narrowed his eyes as he waited for Han Bin to speak next.

Hanbin, who checked the other person’s expression, continued speaking with a relaxed expression.

“Or the one who was taken away? I think it’s my fault that I was taken away because I had no power.”

“Hmm, then what brings you here?”

“I’d like to talk about business.”

“Business? I have no idea what you’re talking about. And do you think I, a soldier of the Gangnam Sado-ryeon, have the time to leisurely joke around with you?”

“If I had a stake in what you’re planning now, it would be different.”

Hanbin pointed to the place where the pavilion was going to rise.

At that sight, Ma Hui forgot his pride and reflexively opened his mouth.

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about!”

“Let me ask you one thing.”

“Tell me.”

“What if Jeokryong Daehyeop is not a Sapa person but a Jeongpa person?”

“A political sect? If you want to say such nonsense, get out of here. Or I will personally cut off your head.”

Ma Hui’s face turned slightly red.

It was because what Hanbin had just said seemed to have created a gap in Ma-Hwi’s perfect plan.

Jeokryongdaehyeop is a political figure?

It was something I could never have imagined.

Basically, considering the fact that he was a Jeongpa person, it makes no sense that he was a Jeongpa person, considering the fact that he was a Jeongpa person and the bloodthirsty demon that brought tears to Sapha’s eyes.

But what is this ominous feeling creeping up my spine?

Ma Hui continued speaking in a sharp voice.

“That’s ridiculous. A Jeongpain would sacrifice his body for a Sapain? That would make a passing dog laugh.”

“Then let me ask you one thing. If you were General Ma Hui, and the Jeongpa and the Demonic Cult were side by side, who would you consider your enemy?”

“… … .”

For a moment, Ma Hui was speechless.

Hanbin’s logic was correct.

The righteous and evil factions are always ready to put a knife to each other’s throat, but when the Demonic Cult appears, the story changes.

This is because the Demonic Cult is classified as an external force.

A thousand years of martial arts history proves it.

When the Demonic Cult invaded the Central Plains, the righteous and evil factions became one.

Ma Hui considered the opposing position.

A master of the Sapha who passes by while the Jeongpa is being killed by the Demonic Cult.

So what choice did the expert make?

After finishing his thoughts, Ma Hui slowly turned his head and looked at the place where the pavilion was to be built.

Then he turned his gaze to the stonemason carving the stone and the carpenter trimming the wood.

All of these were the cornerstones of creating the goose that lays the golden eggs.

The amount of money that has gone into it so far is unimaginable.

That was when.

Suddenly Hanbin snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

At that sound, the storyteller behind her opened the cage containing the dove.

At the same time, a dove flew freely into the sky, flapping its wings.

Splash!

Ma Hui looked at Han Bin again in the sudden situation.

Of course, Heuk-ui Sal-pung and Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah, who were familiar with this scene, opened their mouths wide.

Heukyi Salpung couldn’t forget that scene.

The noose that tightened every time I flew the falcon like that.

Now the question was who the target was.

However, Ma Hui, who was seeing this for the first time, narrowed his eyes and asked.

“What on earth are you doing? Even if a civil war breaks out, I will take your life here.”

Ma Hui, who was very excited, held the judge’s pen in his right hand and aimed it at Han Bin.

At that moment, Hanbin took a step back and waved his hand.

“Whoa, sir. If I were you, I would be curious about what the Jeonseogu contains before getting this excited.”

“hmm.”

Ma Hui coughed in vain.

Hanbin was right.

What was important now was the content that the Jeonseogu contained.

It couldn’t be said that Hanbin flew the telescope for no reason.

Ma Hui now recalled his own condition.

He was overly excited right now.

This meant that he had fallen into the opponent’s trap.

Has there ever been a time when I, who is called the best in Gangnam, was this excited?

I could confidently say that it hadn’t happened in recent years.

This would only cloud my judgment.

Ma Hui quickly calmed down and looked at Han Bin.

“So, what does that Western-style newspaper contain?”

“That is what I will say next.”

“What do you want to say next?”

Ma Hui wiggled his eyebrows.

That way of speaking that doesn’t give a straight answer and instead beats around the bush.

It was clear that he was making fun of himself.

However, if you go over here, you will end up being taken advantage of by your opponent.

Ma Hui calmed down again, as expected of a soldier from Gangnam Sado-ryeon.

“Then say what you want to say.”

“This is advanced information, so I can’t say it in person… … .”

Hanbin pointed at Ma Hui, his voice trailing off.

At that sight, Ma Hui’s eyebrows twitched again.

“What do you mean? Do you want money?”

“Let’s have a game of martial arts first, rather than money.”

“Haha, you little shit!”

“Don’t get excited. It’s not a matter of life or death, it’s a fight. If you want to talk about something important, I think it would be better for you to check my sword skills. No matter how much I say, you won’t believe me.”

“He’s the kind of guy who would shed tears just by looking at a coffin!”

“I probably won’t shed any tears. I’m the kind of person who sleeps well even in a coffin. Even in normal times, when I can’t sleep, I lie down in the coffin. So don’t say anything weird! Just show me what it’s like to be a judge.”

In fact, what Hanbin said was true.

If I think about my past life, I’ve slept in a coffin more than once.

Hanbin, smiling brightly, pointed to Ma Hui’s judgement card.

In an instant, Ma Hui’s expression changed.

There was no sign of agitation on Ma Hui’s face.

Ma Hui has now decided to give Han Bin a serious beating.

Overpower your opponent and gain information.

That was the most Sapha-like way.

Papak!

Ma Hui kicked the ground and ran towards Han Bin.

The Pan-Gwan-Pil, a brush-shaped weapon, usually attacks in a straight line.

This was because it was a weapon optimized for piercing the opponent’s vital points.

However, Ma Hui’s attacks flew in gracefully, like drawing a Tai Chi pattern.

When it comes to the season of Ma Hui, everyone talks about the Four Gentlemen’s Calligraphy.

The reason it is called the Four Gentlemen’s Pen is because the attack that reminds one of the Four Gentlemen of plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, and bamboo is made at the end of his Pan-Gwan-Pil.

His current method, as flexible as the Taegeuk, was the method of Nan among the Four Gentlemen.

This is not a battle to attack, but rather an exploratory battle.

The plan was to flexibly strike back at the opponent’s sword as it flew towards him and then move on to the next technique.

Ma Hui is not losing his mind now, but is more calculating than ever.

Then why did Hanbin provoke Ma Hui?

There were two reasons.

Because I also saw something rippling in Ma Hui.

In a way, the decision Hanbin made this time was like an appendix to a special book.

Because there was another main story that Ma Hui had to take care of.

Well, just as a sparrow cannot pass a mill, the moment Hanbin saw the dot that meant a knot, he could not just sit by and watch.

The second was to prove his relationship with Jeokryongdaehyeop in advance.

What if you don’t just use empty boasts?

The current state of affairs was just right for him to be seen as a successor to the Great Swordsman of the Red Dragon.

Originally, I was going to start the story in earnest and then show the swordsmanship, but I changed the order a little because of the sudden appearance of the sword.

Hanbin smiled brightly as he watched Pan-Gwan-Pil flying in gracefully.

Well, it wasn’t that surprising since he was the judge of Ma Hui’s office that I had encountered in my previous life.

Hanbin thought of the first step of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Lightning’

‘Begging for the Eighteen Steps’

In that moment, Hanbin disappeared, leaving behind an afterimage along with the sound of grass crunching.

It was the result of using three attributes of ‘inside’ in the eighteen steps of begging.

Hanbin leisurely escaped the scope of Ma Hui’s judgement.

Ma-Hwi narrowed his eyes at Han-Bin’s bizarre technique.

what?

I have never heard or seen that there is such a method in Habukpengga.

However, it was not Mahui who had to panic.

Ma Hui changed the judgement of Judge Ping from Nan to Mae.

This was Ma Hui’s special season, as if he was making plum blossoms bloom with the pen of a judge.

For catching fast pyramids, a net is more convenient than a fishing rod.

The gorgeous plum blossom would dig into the opponent’s vital point if it came within its range.

If it was a difficult curve, it was an attack at the point of sale.

Swish! Swish!

Several points gathered in front of Ma Hui’s judgement pen and drew a plum blossom.

Everyone was amazed by the splendid swordsmanship of the Hwasanpa.

Of course, Hanbin was an exception.

Hanbin’s goal was not to defeat Ma Hui.

All he had to do was take the gag order from Ma Hui and let him confirm his own inaction.

Hanbin kept getting out of Ma Hui’s way by increasing his speed.

Ma-Hwi was going crazy and jumping for joy at Han-Bin’s appearance.

It was definitely Hanbin who asked to do the dance.

So that’s what I responded to.

But why do you just run away?

Ma Hui barely managed to calm his mind. Thinking about it, it seemed like the conversation he had with Han Bin and the current fight were proceeding in the same way.

Hanbin was provoking himself with a fierce attitude both during conversation and during combat.

For a moment, Hanbin’s slowing down came into Ma-Hwi’s sight.