Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 214



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Episode 214. Watching the Fire Across the River (4)

[To understand the Honwonbyeokdo, you need to piece together the incomplete pieces of basic martial arts.]

Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

The important thing was that it recommended looking outside the family.

The Yongrin Sword Technique said one thing.

The Honwonbo, Honwonjang, and Ohodanmundo were incomplete.

What if the problem isn’t the power of the mixed martial arts, but rather the basic martial arts are incomplete?

It’s like a castle built on sand.

It may look fine on the outside, but it could easily collapse with a single arrowhead.

The urgent words I just saw gave me hope, but also brought me anxiety.

That was when.

Peng Dae-wi said.

“Hmm, your gaze is scary right now. Haha.”

For a moment, Hanbin was shaken out of his thoughts.

When I thought about it carefully, the place where the emergency light was floating happened to be in the direction where Pyeongdaewi was.

In a way, the misunderstanding was inevitable.

Hanbin said.

“Haha, please think of it as unspoken pressure, Your Majesty.”

“Hmm, that’s too bad.”

“What do you mean by feeling sad?”

“I think it’s time to call me uncle instead of head of the household… … .”

“Yes, I understand, Uncle. What do you mean by title? What matters is my feelings toward you, Uncle. Isn’t that right? Brother.”

Hanbin looked towards Peng Heukbin.

Peng Hyuk-bin nodded quietly.

But, he didn’t open his mouth.

He was looking out the window at the distant mountains with a worried expression.

I agreed with Hanbin’s concerns.

If they were to suffer a blow here, the family could lose the title of Gangbuk Five Great Families to another family.

Although I do not agree with what Hanbin said, I cannot help but agree wholeheartedly with the opinion that we must be careful.

Peng Heuk-bin had one earnest wish.

‘If only we could rebuild the family’s seasonal festival, Honwonbyeokryeokdo?’

His wish could be summed up in one word: Honwonbyeokryuk.

If that wish were granted, he would probably rise to the top of the five great families in Gangbuk in one fell swoop.

Peng Hyuk-bin clenched his fist.

That was when.

After finishing his conversation with Peng Daewi, Hanbin stood up from his seat.

“I guess I’ll just go now.”

“Okay, I’ll tell your story to Gaju too.”

Hanbin bowed to Peng Daewi and Peng Hyeokbin and then turned around.

Hanbin, who had been walking a few steps, turned his head slightly.

“Brother, you didn’t forget your promise, did you?”

Peng Heok-bin, who had been resting his chin on his hand and lost in thought at Han Bin’s words, turned his head in surprise.

“Okay, let’s meet at the training ground when the time comes.”

“Then I’ll see you later.”

Hanbin left the courtroom with a big smile on his face.

Peng Hyuk-bin tilted his head as he watched Han-bin’s back disappearing little by little.

He was the youngest who fought until dawn and entered the Tiger Cave, almost surviving the ordeal.

But you’re saying that it’s nothing?

Was it by chance?

Although his doubts were piling up, Peng Heuk-bin did not say anything out loud.

All I could do was watch Hanbin walk away as if he was proud of me.

* * *

It was when Hanbin almost arrived at his residence.

Hanbin opened his eyes wide as he felt something.

The speed at which it approaches is unimaginable.

Hanbin tilted his head.

As the distance narrowed, I sensed who the owner of the sound was.

The one approaching now is none other than Seolhwa.

As expected.

Sasa-sak.

The snow appeared with the sound of the wind.

“Confucius.”

Hanbin asked in an urgent voice.

“What’s going on? Seolhwa.”

“Please come with me, Your Majesty. I am in a hurry.”

“I get it.”

Hanbin quickly spread out his begging skills. It was a response to Seolhwa’s urgency.

Sasa-sak.

In an instant, Hanbin’s new form disappeared.

Hanbin used all of his speed to perform the eighteen begging steps with great force.

The place Hanbin arrived was none other than Seolhwa’s residence.

Rattling.

When I opened the door, there was a skinny child with black hair lying there.

The child’s true identity was Cheongyeon.

A child whose life is saved thanks to the effectiveness of Hanbin’s revival.

The problem was that it just didn’t happen.

Even Jang Ja-myeong couldn’t explain why Cheong-yeon couldn’t get up.

Now that I look at it, I see that my breathing was rough.

“Huh, huh, huh-uh.”

Hanbin asked after confirming Cheongyeon’s rough breathing.

“Since when has it been like this?”

“It’s just a moment. You’re suddenly out of breath like that.”

Although her tone was even, Seol-hwa had an expression on her face as if she was about to cry.

It is that urgent.

Hanbin went closer and examined Cheongyeon’s condition.

The skin returned to its original state.

The once puckered skin turned milky white, like a newborn baby.

The problem was that it was gradually losing its vitality.

Hanbin felt Cheongyeon’s pulse.

He sent his energy out through the veins.

‘what?’

Hanbin tilted his head.

This was not the blood of a dying man.

All the blood vessels were straight out without any turbidity.

The time it takes for the energy that has been released to the vein to return is only a moment.

That meant the bloodline was pure.

In a way, this child was blessed with good fortune.

‘But why?’

The emphasis is on the word ‘why’.

Now the cause was the key.

A child who had accumulated poison as if it were internal energy, but was taken away by the poison of heaven, lost his life force, and became a corpse.

The poison had taken away not only her venom and vitality, but also her evil energy.

That’s why Hanbin concluded that there was not a single grain of takgi.

What does that have to do with dying now?

Hanbin decided to try writing a revival story once again.

‘Knight’s Resurrection.’

The energy of Yongrin that was lingering inside Hanbin’s body rushed towards his right hand that was holding the Wanmaek.

The energy of Yongrin gathered in the right hand like a whirlwind.

The energy flowed calmly into her bloodstream like the hands of a mother singing a lullaby.

A herb that can restore the lost.

But there was no change.

The current state is that the rescue has been restored.

That was when.

Suddenly the emergency light started to flash.

The place where the sparkling secret was spread out was the realm of the skillful.

That too, at the very bottom.

There was a poisonous ball there.

One less glittering ball of poison.

[Poison: twenty-four]

Hanbin tilted his head.

It was the poisonous energy that was planted in Cheongyeon.

The only time I planted poison was when I wanted to control my opponent with my black ink.

But why did the poison suddenly flow into Cheongyeon?

Hanbin looked at the emergency room and Cheongyeon alternately.

That was when.

Seolhwa clapped her hands.

Clap clap.

Then he approached Cheongyeon urgently.

At the same time, Cheongyeon let out a deep breath.

“after.”

After that deep sigh, Cheongyeon opened her eyes.

Seolhwa, who had been taking care of Cheongyeon for quite some time, seemed to have noticed Cheongyeon waking up faster than Hanbin.

Cheongyeon opened her eyes and looked at Seolhwa.

“Oh, thank you, sis.”

“Are you okay now?”

“Yes, it’s okay. I survived thanks to you, Confucius.”

Cheongyeon turned her head slightly and looked at Hanbin.

Cheongyeon, who had been staring blankly at Hanbin, continued speaking urgently.

“Sister, take care of yourself… .”

“okay.”

Seolhwa raised Cheongyeon’s body.

Cheongyeon, sitting on the bed, first gave a lottery ticket to Seolhwa.

“Thank you, Sister. I will never forget that you saved my life.”

“… … .”

Seolhwa looked at Cheongyeon without saying anything.

Well, Hanbin, who was next to him, had nothing else to say.

Even though her eyes were closed the whole time, it was clear that Cheongyeon had heard the entire conversation.

Cheongyeon knows how much Seolhwa clung to Hanbin to save herself.

This time she gave the lottery to Hanbin.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“Hmm, that’s fortunate.”

Hanbin looked at Cheongyeon with his arms crossed.

I was just guessing about the current phenomenon.

The first thing Hanbin looked at was Cheongyeon’s eyes.

Unlike before, it was lively.

And the next thing we looked at was skin color.

The once perfectly white face became somewhat livelier.

All these changes came after the poisonous seed was planted.

I didn’t regret using one or two drops of poison at all.

The poison was a curse that could be recovered at any time.

Unlike the symptoms that take time to heal, the symptoms appear when you take poison.

Hanbin, who was continuing his thoughts, opened his eyes wide.

I remembered the material I had read in the Jeongui Maeng library in my previous life.

It was a story about a perfect poison.

The perfect poison that Sacheondangga and Baekdokgok were jointly studying, they called that poison’s body the empty poison body.

The characteristics of the public reading delay were simple.

Poison was the food and poison was the air.

And the poison is life.

It could absorb any poison and at times could expel any poison.

A body that can eat the world’s most poison and remain fine, and can also shoot out the world’s most poison at any time.

The important thing is that all poison that enters the body is transformed into intangible poison.

The term “intangible poison” refers to a poison that has no form or smell.

What if that child has dyslexia?

“hmm.”

It was the first time in a hundred years that the world’s greatest poisoner had appeared.

The last time a public library was used was a hundred years ago in Sacheon-dangga.

As a poisonous poisonous poison, Sacheondangga was ranked as the best in the world a hundred years ago.

Hanbin let out a small sigh.

Seolhwa asked at that sight.

“Why are you like this, Confucius?”

“It’s nothing. By the way, you said Cheongyeon, right?”

Hanbin waved his hand and turned his gaze to Cheongyeon.

Cheongyeon, who was receiving attention, said.

“Please speak, Your Majesty.”

“What are you going to do from now on?”

“I, I, so… … .”

Cheongyeon stuttered as she looked back and forth between Seolhwa and Hanbin.

Seolhwa spoke in a friendly tone at that sight.

“Just speak comfortably. Think of this place as home… … .”

“Yes, that’s it. That’s what I was going to say.”

“That’s it?”

Seolhwa tilted her head.

Cheongyeon spoke quickly.

“I think of this place as home and want to follow my sister and Confucius. Please let me do whatever I want.”

After finishing speaking, Cheongyeon folded her hands.

Seolhwa looked at Hanbin without answering.

Because he felt he had no authority to answer.

Hanbin looked at Cheongyeon.

Although he was said to have a delayed reading ability, it took him two and a half years to achieve a perfect body.

Two and a half years?

In some ways, it was a strange time.

That point is when Hanbin and Seolhwa’s contract ends.

Is it fate?

Hanbin, who had been thinking for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Okay, let’s do that.”

“yes?”

When the surprised Sulwha asked again, Hanbin smiled lightly.

“Haha, why are you so surprised? That’s exactly what you wanted, Seolhwa.”

“I didn’t know you could make a decision so easily.”

“instead!”

As Hanbin shouted briefly, Seolhwa and Cheongyeon’s expressions hardened at the same time.

Hanbin continued speaking, chuckling at the sight.

“What can you do for me and Seolhwa?”

“… … .”

Cheongyeon looked at Hanbin without saying anything.

But the pupils moved without stopping.

I was looking for the answer now.

Cheongyeon, who had been thinking for a long time, opened her mouth.

“I’m good at cooking.”

“Oh, you’re good at cooking… … .”

“I’m good at cleaning too.”

“Yeah, cleaning too… … I’ll remember.”

“and…….”

“That’s enough. From now on, you must follow the instructions well.”

Cheongyeon and Seolhwa sighed at the same time, as if the tension had been released at Hanbin’s words.

“Phew… …. Thank you, Your Majesty!”

“Thank you, Confucius!”

They both shouted at the same time.

Hanbin turned around and checked the silver needle in his arms.

I thought I had to distribute silver needles to the members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.

Although it was said that there was still time left until the perfect emptiness was achieved, it seemed that silver needles were essential for eating the food prepared by Cheongyeon, who had the emptiness.

At that time, Cheongyeon urgently called Hanbin.

“Confucius.”

“Yeah, why is that?”

Hanbin stopped walking and glanced back.

Cheongyeon opened her mouth carefully.

“Can I throw away the name I used before?”

“What’s your name?”

As Hanbin narrowed his eyes, Cheongyeon continued speaking with a serious expression.

“I want to be named Cheonghwa after my older sister.”

“As you wish.”

Hanbin answered briefly and left the room.

However, a faint smile appeared on Hanbin’s lips.

It seemed like she wasn’t staying here to escape from her past, but rather that she felt like Seolhwa was her real older sister.

* * *

That afternoon.

Hanbin quickly ate a meal and stood in the training ground.

Looking around the training grounds, it seemed that Grand Duke Peng Hebin had not yet arrived.

Hanbin made several assumptions about Honwonbo.

It was said that the Honwonbyeokryeokdo was a trace of the Yongrin sword technique scattered throughout the martial arts world.

Then wouldn’t the basic martial arts be similar?