Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 257



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Episode 257. I Must Have a Teacher (4)

White hair in white uniform.

And the old man, whose skin looked white, was giving off an aura that wouldn’t be strange if he were to climb down the mountain now.

The old man folded his arms and looked at Hanbin.

The most important thing is that the old man who created all these incidents is a woman, not a man.

Well, Hanbin knew that.

The female high school student who had been watching silently finally opened her mouth.

“What a patient guy.”

“I am a bit like that.”

“I guess you know who I am since you don’t seem flustered.”

“It is certain that you are not the leader of the Gangnam Sadoyeon… … .”

“Are you asking me to play Twenty Questions with you?”

“Aren’t you Dokgo-ryeon, the older sister of the Apostolic Alliance?”

“hmm.”

As the high school girl coughed faintly, Hanbin continued speaking wittily.

“I guess I guessed right.”

“I’m a little surprised you know my name. But how did you know?”

“If you look at the way the Sanseo Samsal is wielded over there, who else but Senior Lian from Gangnam could throw a stone and shatter a rock into pieces?”

Hanbin kept talking nonstop, like a watermill turning.

The Dokgo-ryeon of the Apostolic Union.

It was a person I had seen several times in my past life.

The level of power is below that of the three masters of martial arts.

He was absolute in this area.

Looking at Hanbin’s current level, it seems that his opponent’s ability cannot be measured, so he was said to be far above him.

Although it has not reached the level of Hyeon-gyeong, it is still at a fairly high level among Hwa-gyeong.

Can we win?

It was impossible. Even if you win, there is no profit.

She was someone who had a lot to gain from Hanbin.

The best master of Gangnam Sado-ryeon who dominates the Sado-ryeon area.

The reason they don’t come to the forefront is because they are busy sharpening their swords.

She thought that if she missed even one day of training, her sword would become dull, so she chose to train on her own instead of working for the Apostolic Union.

As a result, we have reached our current level.

Dokgo Ryun narrowed his eyes and thought back to the name Hanbin had called him.

“Senior… … .”

Hanbin smiled brightly and quickly continued speaking.

“If you have any longing, look at the face. Is that the skin of a person in his sixties? Calling someone old is an insult to your senior.”

Hanbin’s nonsense has gone up a notch.

Having encountered her several times in his past life, Hanbin knew her weaknesses.

Is there any woman who would hate someone complimenting her looks?

This was also true for the female Taoist monks of the Amipa who were about to ascend the throne, so there was no way Dokgo-ryeon would dislike it.

As expected, the corners of Dokgo-ryeon’s mouth go up in a pleasant way.

“Haha. I heard you killed the Blood Demon, but it looks like you killed it with your tongue, not with your sword.”

Hanbin was slightly surprised by Dokgo-ryeon’s words.

It seemed that he suspected that he and Jeokryongdaehyeop were the same person.

Hanbin answered without changing his expression.

“It was not me who killed the Blood Demon, but a certain Jeokryong Daehyeop. I am merely a descendant who is related to him.”

“You’re a master at catching people. Do you know why I came?”

Asking again, it seemed like there were three or four thousand-year-old snakes inside.

But there was no need to respond to the floating words.

Judging from his expression, it seems he already has the answer.

Just in the direction Hanbin wanted.

Hanbin answered his question slowly.

“You are managing a large amount of money based on me, how could you not check it? Elder Dokgo Jin, the leader of the Sado League, would trust Ma Hui like a rock, and the only person who would doubt the situation would be Senior Dokgo Lian.”

It was just as Hanbin said.

This part was the most difficult for Gangnam Sadoryeonju.

You tell me to do what you’re told, and then you scold me from the side asking why I had to do it.

In order to negotiate with Gangnam Sado-ryeon, you had to meet with Dokgo-ryeon, not the Sado-ryeon leader.

The corners of Dokgo-ryeon’s mouth went up slightly.

“Then it seems like you knew I came to test you.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“And yet you were hiding?”

“Senior Lian is giving my subordinates valuable experiences, so how could I interfere?”

“If you have gained valuable experience, you should pay the price, right?”

“After hearing your story, I’m sure you’re grateful even for the rocks that fly in your path. It seems like Senior Dokgo Ryun would be better suited to the Shaolin or Taoist schools than the Sadoryeon schools.”

At this point, I had to shake things up a little.

As expected, Dokgo-ryeon furrows his brows.

“It seems like you have two necks when you talk. You left one of your necks somewhere else.”

“Would you really kill me? How much money did you invest in the Apostolic Union?”

“If I kill you here, there will be no evidence that you are the descendant of the author Jeokryong Daehyeop. And the Sadoyeon will no longer be influenced by what you say.”

“Is that really so?”

“Isn’t what I said earlier true? And yet you’re still so relaxed.”

“Because I am sure that you will not kill me, Senior.”

“Haha, I explained it to you, but you’re talking as if I had no reason to kill you.”

“Think carefully. How did you know I was here?”

“… … .”

“You must have heard about it through the Jeonseogu. The scouts from the Apostolic Corps below must have reported that a carriage was coming this way. We are the same. Look over there.”

“Where are you talking about?”

“My carriage.”

“Carriage… … .”

“If you look closely, you will see that the pigeons that were there when I got here are gone. How many pigeons do you think were on the roof of my carriage originally?”

Dokgo-ryeon did not answer Hanbin’s questions.

“… … .”

Dokgo-ryeon narrowed his eyes and looked at the roof of the carriage that Hanbin was pointing at.

Although she was known for being very thorough, she didn’t notice how many pigeons were on the roof.

But it was clear that there were no pigeons now.

A small wrinkle appeared between Dokgo-ryeon’s eyebrows, then disappeared repeatedly.

Dokgo-ryeon said, changing his expression several times.

“What does it say in the letter?”

“If I die, you must reveal that the Sadoryeon was blinded by profit and killed the descendants of the Red Dragon Swordsman.”

“You’ve used your brain. What if I send you away from here and cut your throat later?”

“It wasn’t written in the preface. It had a note that said, ‘If I die in the future’… … .”

“… … .”

“I would appreciate it if you just thought of it as a joke from a junior, senior.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to check it out from now on.”

“Are you saying that you are the descendant of the Red Dragon Swordsman? If not, then what are you going to do?”

“I’ll take one of your arms, no questions asked!”

“The Strongest!”

Hanbin shouted and smiled brightly.

Before the smile could even disappear, Hanbin pulled out Wol-ah.

Sling.

As Wol-ah received the moonlight and her spirit shone, Dokgo-ryeon smiled and hit the fan in his right hand with his hand.

At the same time, the fan ribs came apart and fell apart.

Dokgo Ryun struck the floor like a fan scattering its ribs.

At the same time, the fan ribs that had been disheveled fell down in a single row.

Hanbin swallowed dry saliva at that sight.

He realized that his opponent was serious about fighting.

Dokgo-ryeon said.

“My weapon is the Black Night Seven-blade Sword. Normally, it is shaped like a fan, but when I infuse it with true energy, it takes the form of a complete sword.”

When Dokgo Ryun breathed his true energy into the Black Night Seven Sword, there were no gaps in its seven joints.

As if it were a magnet, it stuck to itself and became a straight black sword that anyone could see.

“… … .”

As Hanbin looked on silently, Dokgo-ryeon continued speaking with a faint smile.

“This is probably the first time you’ve heard of it.”

“Well, this is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

Hanbin shrugged.

The truth was a lie.

I’ve heard it before in my past life.

When Hanbin nodded, Dokgo-ryeon continued speaking.

“All who have seen the form of my sword have passed away. This is a masterpiece made from black iron, a specialty of Zhejiang, so come and taste it.”

Hanbin smiled faintly.

If what I said is true, Hanbin himself would be the first to survive the Black Night Seven Swordsmanship.

Well, I survived in my past life too.

But the method was different.

Because I dealt with them with strategy, not force.

Now is the time to test your strength against that female high school student.

Hanbin looked at Dokgo Ryun’s sword with serious eyes.

“That sword is the famous Black Night Sword. If you want to survive in this world, you must hold on to your center, senior. My sword is called Wol-Ara. Especially on a night like today when the moon is bright and shining, it reveals its sharp fangs. Once it bites, it rarely lets go, so be careful.”

“Huh, you’re just talking.”

“I will show you that my sword is alive and well, not just my mouth. I will go in first, senior.”

As Hanbin took a step forward, Dokgo-ryeon also took a step forward.

When Hanbin stopped moving in that state, Dokgo-ryeon tilted his head.

“You said you were coming in, but what’s going on? Why are you doing this?”

“I was taught that you shouldn’t put your head in a tiger’s mouth.”

“Oh, you seem scared. Then I will go.”

Dokgo-ryeon finished speaking and his eyes lit up like a beast that had found its prey.

Then, without even a sound, he lunged at Hanbin.

The acorns and leaves scattered on the ground were scattered in all directions so quickly.

Whoosh.

Hanbin quickly got away as he saw Dokgo Ryun rushing in.

It was a movement that was invisible to the eye.

However, Dokgo-ryeon was no pushover either.

Dokgo-ryeon was following Hanbin without any change in speed.

Hanbin was just amazed by Dokgo-ryeon’s speed.

Even though I was spreading out the begging steps more than five times, the gap between them was not widening.

It was not possible to unfold the Eighteen Steps of Begging in extreme terms.

That’s an expression of wanting to run away from this fight.

In order for Hanbin to negotiate with the Dokgo Alliance, he had to be recognized for his military power.

There is no escape from this any longer.

Hanbin checked the floor and quickly picked up the acorn.

The acorns were thrown so many times that there was no dirt visible near where the Sacheondangga had fallen.

Hanbin, holding a handful of acorns in his hand, threw them at Dokgo Ryun, who was chasing him from behind.

‘A hundred percent accuracy.’

Pavapak.

The acorn flew towards Dokgo-ryeon’s face.

Dokgo-ryeon, who had been chasing after him, easily blocked the acorn thrown by Hanbin.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Dokgo-ryeon narrowed his eyes as he received the acorn thrown by Hanbin.

Because the way Hanbin threw the acorns was absurd.

The acorn Hanbin threw wasn’t very powerful.

In some ways, it was the opposite.

The acorn that flew to Dokgo-ryeon had already turned into powder.

It is made by wrapping an acorn that has been turned into powder with internal energy and then throwing it.

Why are you doing this?

Dokgo-ryeon was able to immediately figure out Hanbin’s intentions.

Hurrr.

The powdered totori soon spread around like smoke.

A smoke screen in the already dark mountains?

What’s strange is that the sound has completely disappeared.

Dokgo-ryeon looked around and raised the corners of his mouth.

“You’ve been hiding like a little rat. Let’s see if you don’t come out.”

After finishing speaking, she raised her black sword.

“If he doesn’t come out by the count of three, I’ll cut off his head.”

She continued, pointing to one of the fallen Red Tigers.

“One, two!”

She mercilessly stabbed the fallen man with her sword, omitting the three.

Phew.

At that moment, a cold breeze suddenly swept under my feet.

Dokgo Ryun turned the sword he was about to stab and blocked the cold air.

visor.

It was from then on.

Hanbin’s sword began to fly without stopping.

Brim, brim.

Dokgo Ryun snickered at Hanbin’s provocative approach, as if he was testing whose sword was faster.

“I thought you were cold-blooded, but you care about Soo-ha?”

“If he had been my subordinate, I would have just left him alone. But since he was a warrior of the Sado-ryeon, I had no choice but to step forward.”

“… … .”

“You owe me a debt, sir.”

Dokgo-ryeon’s eyebrows twitched.