Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 153



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Episode 153. The Big Game (3)

“Ugh… … .”

Hanbin stopped walking when he heard the sound again right in front of him.

Hanbin leaned against the stone wall and cautiously looked into the room.

For a moment, Hanbin tilted his head.

Because someone had collapsed right in front of me.

There was blood stains all around him.

I turned my head to follow the trail of blood and saw that it led all the way to where Hanbin was.

The wound was in a different place.

It was said that he fled from there, dragging his body to this room.

Were you chased by someone to this room?

Judging from his condition, he seemed to have suffered a fatal injury.

Hanbin wasn’t easy to approach.

It was not yet possible to tell whether they were enemies or allies.

It was when Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

A stealthy footstep was heard from behind.

Hanbin didn’t even look back. The owner of the footsteps was clearly Hwangbo Mancheong.

I came here after seeing the traces Hanbin left here and there.

As Hwangbo Man-cheong approached Han-bin, Han-bin spoke in a low voice.

“There is a person inside. Judging by the clothing, it seems to be someone from the Hwangbo family.”

“Thank you.”

Hwangbo Man-cheong gave a short answer and began to look inside.

Swish.

The moment he raised his head, Hwangbo Man-cheong spoke in a trembling voice.

“The back looks like the second one… … .”

Hwangbo Man-cheong was speechless and rushed towards the man who had collapsed on the stone floor.

Ta-da-dak.

Hanbin quickly reached out his hand to stop him.

“Sir, please wait a moment.”

widely.

He shook off Hanbin’s outstretched hand and ran towards the fallen man.

Perhaps this is the affection of a father.

Hwangbo Man-cheong began to examine the man in detail.

Hwangbo Man-cheong’s shoulders trembled.

The man who had just collapsed was Hwangbo Young-woo, his second son.

Clearly, he was fine until this morning.

But why is he lying here like this, all bloodied up?

Hwangbo Man-cheong, who was surprised for a moment, took a picture of his blood.

Pick! Pick!

It was to stop the bleeding from Hwangbo Young-woo’s wound.

Hwangbo Man-cheong helped him up as the blood flowing from his open wound began to decrease.

Hanbin, who was watching from behind, narrowed his eyes.

Clearly, his appearance matched that of Hwangbo Young-woo.

Hanbin quietly went and handed Hwangbo Mancheong some emergency medicine.

“Sir, I think it would be best to take care of it with this.”

“Thank you.”

Hwangbo Man-cheong received the urgent medicine from Han Bin without even turning his head.

After opening the lid, he began to apply the sticky, astringent medicine to Hwangbo Young-woo’s wounds.

As the medicine filled the gaping wound, the bleeding stopped.

After completing the first aid, Hwangbo Man-cheong took out a pill from his bosom and put it into Hwangbo Yeong-woo’s mouth.

Swish.

Then he sat Hwangbo Young-woo down.

Although he still cannot speak, Hwangbo Young-woo was able to sit up thanks to the current treatment.

Hwangbo Man-cheong immediately placed his palm on his back.

It seemed that the elixir that had just been poured out was Hwangbo Se-ga’s spirit tablet.

Hwangbo Mancheong wanted to help Hwangbo Yeongwoo absorb Yeongdan.

As expected, Hwangbo Man-cheong shouted in an urgent voice.

“I ask you to protect me! I will not forget this favor.”

“Okay, I’ll settle this later.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin held Wol-ah with his left hand and stood at the entrance to the stone chamber.

Hanbin, who was caressing Wol-ah as if he was going to draw the sword at any moment, used the first technique again.

‘Lightning strike.’

The plan was to cut down the enemy as soon as he appeared.

* * *

An hour has passed since Hanbin began to protect the law.

I looked around cautiously, but nothing happened.

Not even a rat ventured into the secret passage.

Hanbin was continuing to reason about the current situation.

What’s the conclusion?

Given the shape of the institution, there were likely multiple passageways leading to it.

Then it was true that he had a fight with someone and fled here.

So who fought with this Confucius Hwangbo Yeong-u?

It was something that had to be uncovered little by little.

That was when.

A sigh was heard from behind.

“Whew… … .”

When I turned my head, I saw Hwangbo Mancheong taking his palm off Hwangbo Yeongwoo’s back.

It seemed that he had succeeded in guiding the spirit and melting the usefulness of the spirit tablet.

Just when Hanbin was about to go to him.

Hwangbo Man-cheong showed his palm to Han-bin and shouted softly.

“Don’t come!”

“Elder, what happened… … .”

Hanbin couldn’t continue speaking.

It was because Hwangbo Man-cheong’s expression was strange.

Just a moment ago, his face, illuminated by the flickering torchlight, was red.

But now he was just pale.

Hwangbo Man-cheong shrugged his shoulders.

Then suddenly he started vomiting blood.

Ugh.

The blood spilled on the floor was mixed with black clumps here and there.

It was clearly poisonous.

For a moment, thoughts of what would happen next flashed through Hanbin’s mind.

Hanbin opened his eyes sharply and looked around.

This trap was not aimed at Hwangbo Se-ga alone.

It was a trap that was designed to trap Hanbin and Habukpengga.

Even if Hanbin escapes from here alone, Hwangbo Mancheong will not be free from death.

I bet that the one who planned this incident was Hwangbo Se-ga, and he was going to frame Han Bin as the mastermind.

But there was something the other person didn’t think of.

The point was that there was Hanbin here, who was hiding his talents like no one else.

Should I thank the other party for giving me the opportunity to create a blood alliance beyond just being a simple ally?

If you had to tell me the correct answer?

Hanbin smiled slightly and nodded.

Hanbin turned his head and cautiously approached Hwangbo Mancheong.

Hwangbo Man-cheong shouted again.

“Don’t come and stay there! I’m leaving the eldest of our family in your care.”

It seemed as if Hwangbo Man-cheong had given up on his own life and that of his second child.

What is it?

If you think about it, it wasn’t that difficult to find the answer.

Because his symptoms now weren’t much different from those of Jeong Mu-ryong, the head of the Hanam Jeong family.

The higher the level, the more violent the poison would react. It was clear that Hwangbo Youngwoo’s true energy was being drawn in and the poison was being sucked in.

The reason why the poisonous aura was so strong that he was willing to give up his own life was because Hwangbo Mancheong’s level was higher than Jeong Mu-ryong’s.

Hanbin took out two pills from his bosom.

It was a special detoxification team created at the request of Jang Ja-myeong after the Hanam Jeongga incident.

This detoxification drug was several times more effective than the one that had treated the head of the Hanam Jeongga family, Jeong Mu-ryong.

As Hanbin approached quietly, Hwangbo Mancheong shouted again.

“Come on… … !”

But he couldn’t finish his speech.

Because Hanbin put the antidote in his mouth.

Bam.

Hanbin said in a small voice.

“Elder, please turn the Great Circulation. I’m telling you in advance, it’s not free.”

“… … .”

Hwangbo Man-cheong nodded slightly without saying anything.

For a moment, his gaze was turned towards Hwangbo Young-woo.

However, Hanbin was already next to Hwangbo Youngwoo.

Hwangbo Mancheong looked at Hanbin with a sense of luck.

In his opinion, Hanbin’s movements were the best in Gangbuk.

Hanbin quickly poured the elixir into Hwangbo Youngwoo’s mouth and placed his palm on her back.

Hwangbo Man-cheong’s lips twitched at the sight.

But I couldn’t open my mouth.

This was because the work of expelling the poison began with the help of the detoxification group.

If I opened my mouth here, the antidote Hanbin had given me would have been useless.

Hwangbo Man-cheong could only watch in silence as Han-bin treated his son.

Can you really do it?

He himself has become like this, and yet the four princes of Hebei are curing his son’s poison?

I thought it was like hitting a rock with an egg.

But, I had no choice but to look.

Hwangbo Man-cheong bit his lip.

What if I survive here?

I received a favor from Hanbin that I can never repay in any way.

He was determined to pay any price to Hanbin, who saved him and his son.

At that moment, Hwangbo Man-cheong’s eyes widened.

Because I felt the poison gradually fading away.

That wasn’t all.

The complexion of Hwangbo Young-woo, who was facing me, was also returning.

‘Could this be the reincarnation of Hwa-tu?’

Hwangbo Man-cheong opened his eyes wide and looked at Han-bin.

In a way, his mistake was natural.

If it weren’t for Hanbin, there would have been no one who could have treated Hwangbo Youngwoo in such a short period of time.

Hanbin was using a treatment method that would make Hwangbo Mancheong cringe if he saw it right now.

It was difficult to ask Hwangbo Young-woo, whose blood vessels were weak, to absorb the detoxification agent on his own.

Hanbin, like Hwangbo Mancheong, was also leading the Jin Qi.

The problem was that the poison flowed through Hanbin’s palm.

The healing effect took effect naturally as the poison grew stronger.

What came to mind then was the revival of the human-level herbivorous knight.

Hanbin was able to survive the final battle with Cheonsanhyeolrang thanks to the effectiveness of the knight’s revival.

Looking back at that time, Cheonsanhyeolrang’s wounds had also healed.

Are wounds from swords different from damage from poison?

If it’s the same, it could be the same, and if it’s different, it could be different.

Hanbin decided to try it.

Hanbin thrust his right finger deep into the wound on Hwangbo Youngwoo’s back.

Then he quickly began to use the first method of knight revival.

At that moment, Hwangbo Youngwoo’s face began to change color.

As Hwangbo Youngwoo’s condition recovered somewhat, Hanbin took his hand off his back.

That was when.

A strange sound was heard from the hallway.

Squeak, squeak.

A grating sound, like metal scraping against the floor, rang out.

When Hwangbo Man-cheong, who was meditating in a sitting position, wiggled his eyebrows, Han-bin said.

“I will look into it.”

“… … .”

As Hwangbo Man-cheong nodded silently, Han-bin disappeared, leaving only the sound of his clothes rustling.

Sasa-sak.

Hwangbo Man-cheong, who was observing Han-bin’s disappearing condition, smacked his lips without realizing it.

Wasn’t it said that future generations are worth fearing?

I felt a little ashamed of myself for running forward without looking back to see the end of the world.

Sometimes you have to look back.

When Hanbin disappeared and it was time for a cup of tea, he opened his eyes too.

Hwangbo Mancheong recovered half of his usual strength.

That was when.

Hwangbo Young-woo, who was standing next to me, collapsed.

dump.

He fell to the ground and vomited a puddle of blood.

Cool.

At that sight, Hwangbo Man-cheong breathed a sigh of relief.

“Phew.”

This was because Hwangbo Young-woo’s complexion had completely returned.

It was clear that he had probably driven out the last of the poison and was exhausted.

That was when.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from afar.

Buck! Buck!

Hwangbo Man-cheong narrowed his eyes.

Hwangbo Man-cheong carried his son on his back without hesitation.

It was something I couldn’t just leave here and go, and I couldn’t just watch Hanbin’s crisis unfold.

The choice was to carry my son on my back and go to where Hanbin was.

* * *

Hanbin was facing off with a masked man in black.

I’ve been fighting the masked man for over twenty years now.

The problem was that the effectiveness of the Eighteen Steps of Begging and Lightning was not fully realized.

This was because the place where Hanbin and the masked man were having their showdown was so cramped.

The masked man said.

“You’re doing pretty well.”

Behind the mask, his lips seemed to be twitching bitterly.

Hanbin also smiled and answered.

“That’s what I’m going to say. How long are you going to hide your skills?”

“Until you show your skills.”

“Oh, that’s a good idea. Let’s see who reveals their true colors first.”

Hanbin looked into the other person’s eyes revealed through the mask.

Even in your gaze, you can feel the magic.

Hanbin tilted his head.

This was because the magic was qualitatively different from the blood magic that had been fought before.

Does it emit a different magic energy from that of the Demonic Cult?

Hanbin guessed that the masked person was not a member of the Demonic Cult.

What exactly is the masked man’s true identity?

Hanbin immediately cleared the doubt.

Anyway, I could have just asked him after I had subdued him.

Hanbin quickly used the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Quick Sword Master!’

The moment Hanbin’s sword touched the masked man’s sword, it trembled.

Knock knock, knock knock.

A vibration occurred between the two swords, creating a strange resonance.

Hanbin continued speaking with a smirk.

“My sword keeps whining.”

“Your sword is whining?”

As the eyebrows revealed through the mask twitched, Hanbin turned his gaze to Wol-ah and said.

“This match is boring or something!”