Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 275



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Episode 275. You can only tell the poison of a viper after you get bitten (6)

“What the heck! How?”

Il-Hyeon was surprised and took a step back.

The source of the voice was Hanbin, dressed in merchant attire.

Il-Hyeon took a few steps back, fixed his grip on the sword, and looked at Han-Bin.

Il-Hyeon tilted his head.

The corners of Hanbin’s lips were drawn in a curve like an orchid.

It was an expression that was hard to see coming out of the emptiness.

The sound of the …

Il-Hyeon turned his head and looked at Bumak-Ju Wol-Young’s hand.

Ding. Tit. Ding.

The sound of the seven-stringed zither of Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong was still going on. The fact that Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong was playing so calmly meant that the opponent had not been able to escape the seven-stringed zither’s noose.

Salmak’s Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong didn’t have Han-bin’s cries or his subordinates’ panic in his mind at the moment.

I wanted to play the seven-stringed zither in a state of no-self.

Her dream was to be an ordinary artist, not the head of a barracks.

It was none other than Murim that destroyed it.

What if Yein gets caught up in a fight that’s nothing?

At that time, Wolyoung lost her parents.

It was Salmak’s Makju who took her in while she was crying. She was taken in by Salmak’s Makju and was reborn as a water spirit, but she was closer to the seven-stringed zither than the sword.

It was a moonlit night when I was playing in a state of emptiness like now.

An unidentified old woman approached her.

Until daybreak the old woman listened quietly to her playing.

When she opened her eyes, the old woman was still breathing and had her eyes closed.

He placed a sheet of music down in front of her.

When she saw the old woman who wasn’t even breathing, she quickly brought her a welcome gift, but the old woman had already disappeared.

Leaving only the sheet music behind.

The name of the score is Worincheoneumjigong (The Achievement of the Moon and the Voice of Heaven).

She played this piece whenever she had time.

At first, I didn’t know that the score had anything to do with martial arts.

As I was playing the score silently, one day I reached the state of concretizing the sound.

After that, the number of villains who lost their necks while playing the seven-stringed zither was so great that it was impossible to count the number of hands.

There were only two types of requests she received.

It was a case where it had nothing to do with human life or the person who had to be harmed was a villain.

Well, even Makju couldn’t stop Wolyoung who had reached the realm of Hwagyeong.

But these days, she has another hobby besides the chil-hyeon-geum.

The trigger was a book called ‘Jeokryongchulse’ in Chil-eum-hyeon.

I don’t know who wrote it, but it was a book that every storyteller carried around.

She thought that there were no heroes in the world of martial arts, only people to kill.

However, although he is the main character in the story, a hero named Jeokryongdaehyeop appears in front of her.

According to the contents of the book, there is also evidence of Safa.

There is no evidence of a political party.

I couldn’t forget the momentum with which he risked his life and swung his sword at a master of the Demonic Cult, even though he wasn’t even part of his own organization.

In fact, I thought that there was no one worth existing in the world of martial arts.

But then a person she could acknowledge appeared.

Of course, at first she also thought he was just a character in a story.

However, based on the eyewitness accounts heard here and there, we had no choice but to acknowledge that he was a real person.

After that, she changed her life goals.

My life goals changed because of one storybook.

From a water cannon that destroys trash to a hero that saves the weak.

The recipe for becoming a hero was simple.

First, reveal your sect.

Next, he became a disciple of the school that produced the hero Jeokryongdaehyeop.

For that reason, Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong devoted all his efforts to reconstructing the herbivore that appears in the story.

However, there was an obstacle to her hobby.

It was just a steady stream of requests.

She told her subordinate, Il-Hyeon, not to accept any requests.

Even without receiving any requests, the Chil-eum-hyeon branch here was sufficient as a hotbed of information.

But Il-Hyeon suddenly accepted the request.

And that too at the request of the manager I hate the most.

I hated the government more than my enemy for not taking any action when my parents died.

Just when her irritation had reached its limit, the manager came back with another uninteresting request.

After he left, even an unlucky merchant came by without an appointment.

But when she received a report that the merchant’s identity was suspicious, her sense of reason was cut off.

Ting. Ting.

Her hands moved faster.

Her voice was poison to some, but to Il-Hyeon, it was a tonic that brought peace of mind.

There were two secrets hidden in the seven-stringed zither of Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong.

One is to attack the opponent’s upper body like now and put them in a trap similar to a soul-binding technique.

Another way is to attack the opponent by categorizing the yin qi into black qi.

In terms of swordsmanship, it was said that he had achieved the level of a swordsman.

So, it was impossible for the yin qi of Bu-mak-ju Wol-yeong, who had just entered the world of Hwa-gyeong, to be broken.

So what exactly is the voice now?

Il-Hyeon cautiously concluded that it was a sleepwalking incident.

This was because I had occasionally seen people talking in their sleep even though their minds were consumed by the sound of the night.

Il-Hyeon sighed.

“Phew, I was mistaken.”

“Are you okay?”

“Okay. We’ll go as planned. I’ll take that little boy… … . You skin that merchant.”

It was when Il-Hyeon had just taken a step towards Seol-Hwa.

Flash.

Hanbin, who had lost consciousness, opened his eyes.

Hanbin got up from his seat and stretched his body with a kind face.

Knock. Knock.

Hanbin, who made a sound from his finger joints, looked at Ilhyun.

“What are you doing there?”

“Oh, how on earth did you wake up?”

“That’s a trade secret. By the way, why aren’t you slaughtering the cow and just hanging around here?”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin checked Seolhwa’s condition.

Looking at her expression, Seolhwa seemed to still be lost in a dream.

Then Il-Hyeon shouted.

“Oh, what a pitiful fellow! If only he had just fallen asleep, he wouldn’t have suffered the pain of having his skin peeled off… … What a pity!”

“… … .”

Hanbin didn’t answer at all.

As if he hadn’t heard, he placed his hand on Seolhwa’s forehead and breathed energy into her.

At that time, Il-Hyeon gradually came closer.

Thud thud.

However, Hanbin did not take his hand off Seolhwa.

Even Bumakju Wolyeong, who was playing the chil-hyeon-geum, tilted his head as if he found Hanbin strange.

She stopped playing, put the zither on her shoulder, and walked slowly.

Il-Hyeon searched for Han-Bin while waiting for Bumak-Ju Wol-Young to arrive.

Just as the joint attack was about to begin.

Hanbin shouted.

“Mr. Bu-mak-ju, talk to me, and the rest of you talk to this child!”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin quickly pulled out the dagger from his bosom.

As Hanbin charged forward, Seolhwa, who had regained consciousness behind him, narrowed her eyes and took out the hidden Woohyeolranggeom.

That was when.

Hanbin shouted.

“this guy!”

It was a short cry, but it made the warriors of Salmak flinch.

It wasn’t a simple cry.

It was the Lion’s Roar that contained the utility of the first technique of the Yongrin Sword Technique, the Heo Jang Seong Se.

Hanbin’s hand moved carelessly across the water of the Salmak.

Shhhhh!

Hanbin, who had passed them, stood in front of the man with his face covered with white cotton.

“Bumakju Wolyeong, right?”

“… … .”

Wolyoung was momentarily taken aback by the majesty of the arrogant man, but unlike the others, she quickly came to her senses.

However, it was strange that Hanbin chose to talk instead of attack when he was momentarily intimidated.

Hanbin continued speaking without paying attention to her expression.

“You have two choices. Either get hit once and bow your head, or get hit hard and bow your head.”

“Haha, you’re the first person in recent times who’s made me laugh. Even the lord can’t treat me rudely… … .”

That was when.

Hanbin stabbed her shoulder with a dagger.

To be exact, it was to cut the strings of the seven-stringed zither hanging from her shoulders.

Wolyoung quickly turned over the seven-stringed zither.

Bang!

The seven-stringed zither made a loud noise when it touched Hanbin’s dagger.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

Judging from the feeling I got when I hit it, the back of the chilhyeongeum was made of iron.

Wolyoung quickly stepped back.

As she stepped back at an absurd speed, Wolyoung plucked the seven-stringed zither.

Ding!

At that sound, Hanbin quickly took a half step to the right.

That was the beginning.

As Hanbin approached, he retreated at an even faster speed and fired sound energy.

Ding! Ding!

Swinging a sword and plucking the strings of a zither.

Which of the two movements is faster?

Of course, it was plucking the strings of a seven-stringed zither.

Wolyoung was trying to overwhelm Hanbin in terms of speed right now.

In fact, the current Yin Gong was a martial art that was in conflict with Han Bin.

For Hanbin, who relied on quick swordsmanship, it was difficult to destroy the sound that was fired at a faster rate.

The sound she shot out seemed to be connected to a seven-stringed zither, and moved forward like a blue string.

It was in the form of a sound thread, where sound took the shape of a thread.

However, there was a strange smile on Hanbin’s lips.

Ding! Ding!

The speed at which Wolyeong bounces the string has become faster.

Hanbin was fired a barrage of bullets without even having a place to escape.

The sounds she made were tangled here and there like a spider’s web.

That was when.

Hanbin, who was quickly avoiding the sound, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then he slowly started walking towards Wolyoung.

Wolyoung narrowed her eyes at that sight.

No one responded to the performance of the seven-stringed zither he performed like this.

You’re saying you can strike down the sound coming from the seven-stringed zither with your sword?

That was also nonsense.

But the man in the merchant’s attire in front of him was getting closer and closer to him.

Ting. Ting.

Wolyoung picked up the pace a little more.

His own voice was tearing the man’s coat.

Blood is visible through the silk clothes.

But the man keeps coming.

‘How ignorant!’

Wolyoung let out a sigh inwardly and tilted her head.

Because I’ve seen that kind of momentum somewhere before.

But now that I was in the middle of a showdown, I didn’t have time to recall my memories.

As the distance between us grew closer, something incomprehensible happened.

The negative energy that he had been shooting out had returned to him.

Grafting?

This couldn’t be happening.

When fighting with one’s weapons, it was possible to subdue an opponent by using the other’s strength.

However, this was a sound hole that shot out an intangible energy.

Is this a method to return the negative energy of the Wolincheon Eumjigong?

Wolyoung had no idea that Hanbin’s method was a self-inflicted wound.

Because it is a herbivore that cannot exist in reality.

As the absurd situation arose, Wolyoung clenched her teeth even more.

The speed at which the sound is emitted has been further increased.

At that moment, the opponent’s dagger suddenly dug into the gap.

stroke.

what?

The doubt was fleeting, but the anticipation of the daggers continuing to come in continued.

But then the dagger passed through her side.

It broke through Wolyoung’s perfect defense.

She bit her lip tightly.

It wasn’t just about biting it, it was about using his own blood to increase his speed.

Hanbin opened his eyes wide as her speed increased.

Because I saw a blue dot on her, which was none other than blue.

Wolyoung smiled in satisfaction at Hanbin’s expression.

I mistakenly thought Hanbin was flustered.

At that moment, Hanbin took something out of his bosom and scattered it.

It wasn’t just sprinkled, it was shot with a ‘100% accurate’ herbaceous plant.

WHACK!

At that moment, Wolyoung gathered all her energy and poured it out towards Hanbin.

At the same time as destroying the flying dark energy, it flew forward with an ominous momentum as if it was trying to chop up Hanbin into small pieces.

Clink! Clink!

The strings of the seven-stringed zither made of Cheonjamsa poured out, making a sound that seemed like they would break. However, Hanbin smiled despite the baptism of sound.

Hanbin, smiling, crossed his arms and looked at the other person.

Wolyoung, who had been pouring all her energy into Hanbin and firing a sound, opened her eyes wide.

Because the swear words she shot out like a spider web were tangled.

Ting. Ting. Ting.

The sound was refracted and tangled, and eventually it flew towards him.