Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 154



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Episode 154. The Big Game (4)

The masked man narrowed his eyes at Hanbin’s words.

For a moment, the inside of his mask fluttered.

“You only talk the talk.”

Hanbin shrugged his shoulders as a voice mixed with laughter emerged.

“That’s my favorite compliment. Thanks, buddy.”

Hanbin tilted his upper body like an eagle pecks at its prey and pressured his opponent with his Wol-ah.

The opponent responded with force as if nothing had happened.

“I am not your friend.”

“Originally, if you get along well, you all become friends.”

Hanbin put his internal energy into Wol-ah.

A blue aura bloomed faintly on the moon.

At the same time, a red aura rose from the masked man’s sword.

Hanbin snickered at the sight. It seemed like the tension between the two had worked out.

The opponent’s level was not visible to the eye, so it was difficult to suppress him with overwhelming force.

In other words, it is a story about Dong-su or Han-bin’s level.

It made sense to look at the opponent’s foundation and then fight back.

Hanbin’s blue sword became darker to match the opponent’s red sword.

At the same time, the vibration between the two grew louder.

Knock knock, knock knock.

The two swords cried out their names in unison.

Hanbin gently pushed his opponent away.

Bam!

Is it because different forces are clashing?

It seemed like the power was transmitted several times over.

Pavabak!

Hanbin was pushed back, and the black masked man also retreated a long way back.

Could it be because of the influence of the Quick Sword Nanma’s diet?

Blood was seen faintly at the corner of the masked man’s mouth as he was pushed back.

Hanbin also felt his internal energy being shaken.

Hanbin swallowed the blood that had gathered at the corner of his mouth again.

It was impossible to show weakness to the opponent.

Hanbin, who was snickering, quickly added another technique to the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘On the brink.’

Hanbin’s body was thrown out with the basic form of the Lightning Strike and the Quick Sword Rhythm.

Whoosh!

Hanbin, who had become one with Wol-ah, flew towards the black masked man.

The masked man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and immediately took the sword.

In an instant, a red aura ripples from his sword.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes at that sight.

It was clear that he was trying to display his hidden skills.

The moment his red sword and Hanbin’s blue sword were about to collide, Hanbin changed his style.

‘Seongdonggyeokseo.’

A move that renders the opponent helpless with just one attack.

The problem was when the opponent’s level was higher than Hanbin’s.

At this time, the attack could be successful with this probability.

In other words, it was a technique that could perfectly dazzle an opponent if only the level was the same.

Hanbin’s sword swung in next to the sword curtain spread out like a shield.

A shape that looks like a snake moving through the grass.

The masked man noticed the change and stepped back.

Papak.

However, Hanbin’s sword was faster.

Whoosh!

Hanbin’s sword struck the masked man’s face.

In that moment, the masked man narrowly avoided Hanbin’s sword by leaning backwards.

But the mask got caught on Hanbin’s sword.

stroke!

A little blood was seeping out from the mask hanging on the tip of the sword.

The masked man had already taken five steps backwards.

Would the attack have been successful if the opponent’s level was higher than Hanbin’s?

Judging from the fact that he was able to avoid the sword just now, he was absolutely above Hanbin.

In other words, it was a story of luck.

Hanbin thought he needed to shake up his opponent more.

Hanbin took out his sword.

At the same time, the mask hanging from the tip of the sword fell to the floor.

Bam.

Hanbin said as he walked towards the masked man.

“A golden thread? Were you a cicada in your past life?”

“after…….”

The masked man lowered his head and took a deep breath.

At that moment, the masked man stood up.

His expression and facial outline were revealed as he squirmed in the torchlight.

Hanbin tilted his head.

Because it was a face I had seen somewhere before.

“This Confucius?”

The Confucius that Hanbin spoke of was none other than Hwangbo Yeong-u.

However, Hwangbo Young-woo was with Hwangbo Man-cheong, the head of the household.

So who is the author?

The man saw Hanbin’s expression and snickered.

“I got caught.”

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and looked at his face.

It seemed like the opponent was trying to confuse Hanbin.

Hanbin smiled as he looked at the unidentified enemy.

“Phew!”

“Why are you laughing?”

“I just do that because I feel sorry.”

“… … .”

As the unidentified enemy tilted his head, Hanbin aimed Wol-ah at the man.

“That’s an expensive piece of leather, but I think I ruined it. Since it’s come to this, I’ll pay for it.”

At Hanbin’s words, the enemy flinched and stepped back.

True to his words, parts of his face were tattered and peeling off his skin.

The unidentified enemy retreated slowly.

Hanbin looked around and approached him.

However, Hanbin did not rush.

Hanbin was walking in a zigzag pattern instead of approaching him directly.

The unidentified enemy’s face distorted at the sight.

He shouted.

“There are no gaps!”

“It’s not that you’re flawless, it’s that you’re sloppy. Who would fall for such childish tricks?”

Hanbin pointed down at Wol-ah.

There were a few iron sedges rolling around on the floor.

The iron spear was a weapon that looked like four awls stuck together. If you sprinkle iron spears on the ground, one of them would end up pointing towards the sky.

The opponent showed thoroughness by spraying poisoned iron in advance in case he was pushed back in the fight.

Hanbin avoided the iron fist and approached the unidentified enemy.

Thud thud.

The distance between you and the enemy is only three steps.

That was when.

The unidentified enemy infused his sword with a thicker red aura.

Thud.

It sounded like burning paper.

Hanbin grabbed Wol-ah with both hands.

Because the opponent’s level was predicted.

He was clearly a man of many colours.

He was probably a master of a similar level to the Bloodthirsty Demon I had faced before.

Is it true that such a master even shows the meticulousness of using iron?

In a word, it was a mess.

An unidentified enemy charged at Hanbin, emitting a red aura.

The unidentified enemy smiled as if he had finally figured out Hanbin.

That was when.

Hanbin whetted his appetite.

It was because I saw a dot rippling as he ran towards me.

Hanbin also ran towards Wol-ah, releasing a blue aura.

‘On the brink.’

The moment their swords met, Hanbin changed his stance.

‘Seongdonggyeokseo.’

The sword moves mysteriously again.

However, it was blocked by the black opponent.

visor!

Seongdonggyeokseoran was a herbivore that relied on probability.

But there was a way.

Even if the odds were this high, it meant that if you roll ten times, you would definitely succeed twice.

Hanbin quickly used another herb.

‘A self-inflicted wound.’

Hanbin is fighting the enemy using the Quick Sword, Self-Seungjabak, and Seongdonggyeokseo.

The enemy who was attacked by Hanbin opened his eyes wide.

He certainly had momentum, but he wasn’t above me. However, looking at his swordsmanship now, it seemed like he was on par with me.

Hanbin’s sword was unimaginably fast.

The bigger problem here was that Hanbin was playing with his sword without taking care of himself.

Normally, when swinging a sword towards a vital point, it was common to prioritize defense against white enemies.

In cases like that, they tend to value their own bodies even more.

But Hanbin was different.

Instead of allowing the flying blood to flow, he aimed for his other vital points.

This is where the second problem arises.

I clearly cut Hanbin’s flesh, but strangely his arm started to feel numb.

It felt as if I had been hit in a vital spot.

The unidentified enemy shouted.

“Ewha grafting!”

Hanbin chuckled at his words.

The unidentified enemy was slightly shaken by that laughter.

Hanbin used the first recipe of Seongdonggyeokseo again.

Now the remaining air power is fifteen years.

If I used it any longer, I felt like I couldn’t guarantee victory.

Hanbin shouted inwardly.

‘Eat this!’

Did Hanbin’s sincerity get through?

A refreshing sensation was transmitted to my fingertips.

Push!

At the same time, words appeared in Hanbin’s field of vision.

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

[You have obtained the Bak (璞) from the application of the Yongrin Sword Technique.]

[Return, Truth, Pak]

Hanbin glanced at the unidentified enemy.

There was still one more point left.

The dot is on his left arm.

Hanbin quickly rushed at him.

However, the enemy quickly fell back.

I felt something strange while competing with Hanbin.

Hanbin could also sigh at the sight of him like that.

Now, I didn’t have much internal energy left to use the Yongrin Sword Technique.

I felt like I would have to use it twice at most to get the hang of it.

That was when.

An unidentified enemy that was slowly retreating was blocked by a wall.

He glanced up and shouted.

“If you come any further, I will destroy the passageway here!”

He grabbed the rope hanging from the ceiling.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and looked at the string he was holding.

If what he was saying was true, it seemed like the string he was holding onto was the device that would bring this place down.

Of course, it could have been a bluff.

Should I take a chance here?

Hanbin looked at his left arm and smacked his lips.

Hanbin, who was worried, said.

“Try it. Do you know what my specialty is?”

“I don’t want to know.”

“If you don’t want to know, just tell me. My specialty is Donggwijin.”

“What a bluff!”

“Shall we check it out?”

As Hanbin took a step forward, the man held the rope tighter.

“… … .”

Hanbin didn’t approach any further and just looked at the other person.

It seems that he saw Hanbin as superior to himself because he was hit by Seongdong-gyeok.

Of course, there were some advantages for those who possessed magic.

There was a herb called Kwaiken Nanma that specialized in magic.

However, Hanbin didn’t have much energy left.

If we fought in this narrow space, there was no guarantee of victory or defeat.

He continued speaking.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Me? The Four Princes of Habukpengga.”

“Just as I am the second son of the Hwangbo family, you are also the fourth son of the Habuk Peng family? But our sect has never sent a master like you!”

“This is the main office?”

Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

The fact that it is called the main group rather than the main school means that there is an organization other than the Demonic Cult.

Hanbin had to make one assumption here.

That is to say, there exist other groups besides Jeong, Sa, and Ma.

Of course, I had never confirmed the existence of such a group in my past life.

Hanbin focused more on his opponent.

He said with a smirk.

“Sorry, I made a mistake.”

“We’re going to die together anyway, so let’s talk frankly.”

“If you tell me your identity, I will tell you too.”

“Try to guess.”

“Did you get sent from the Demonic Cult?”

“Well, you got half of it right.”

Hanbin mixed in a lie.

If we proceeded a little further, it seemed like we might be able to find out the bastard’s identity.

First of all, he said that he was not a member of the Demonic Cult.

“Half right? Then do we need to fight here?”

Hanbin tilted his head.

It’s not a demonic cult, but it’s a group that’s not hostile to the demonic cult?

It was while Hanbin was guessing the enemy’s identity.

Urgent footsteps were heard from behind.

Hanbin didn’t turn his head.

There was no need to check, it was Hwangbo Mancheong.

Hanbin made a hand signal with his hands behind his back.

It was a signal that any member of the Justice League would recognize.

It meant to tell me not to come near.

Hwangbo Man-cheong stopped walking after seeing Hanbin’s gesture.

Then he looked at the enemy from a distance.

“That’s it!”

Hwangbo Man-cheong screamed in surprise.

Even the master of Hwagyeong couldn’t help but be surprised when he saw Hanbin facing someone who looked exactly like his own son.

Hwangbo Man-cheong instinctively turned his head and looked at his son who was carried on his back.

At that moment, Hanbin’s voice rang out.

“The author is wearing a face mask modeled after Confucius, so don’t be shaken.”

Only then was Hwangbo Mancheong able to see the tattered human face at the sound of Hanbin’s voice.

It was when Hwangbo Man-cheong was contemplating whether he should intervene in the confrontation between the two.

The man holding the rope’s left hand twitched as if trying to activate the mechanism.

Hanbin quickly flew away.

‘Lightning’

‘On the brink’

‘Begging for the Eighteen Steps’

Hanbin thrust into the man as fast as he could.

However, the man was attacked by Hanbin with the sword he was holding in his right hand without any trouble.

Kik!

The sound of swords scraping against each other echoed unpleasantly through the hallway.

At that moment, the other person smiled bitterly.

“Your true colors have been revealed? I’ll come back later and reveal your true identity.”

Hanbin chuckled.

It seemed that the opponent believed until the end that he was not the Four Princes of Habukpengga.

Hanbin answered nonchalantly.

“Do whatever you want, and from now on I’ll show you what I’ve got. Look forward to it!”

At that moment, Hanbin added the first step of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Pretend.’