Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 342



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342. Master of Dragon Blood (3)

In response to Seol-hwa’s question, Han-bin pointed to the carriage that came with Yang Ye-shin.

“I think I need to check to see who’s over there.”

Seolhwa could understand why Hanbin was curious about the carriage.

Originally, the basis of the Shin Chang Yang family was frugality.

They were the ones who saved the finances in normal times and supplemented them when the country was in trouble.

They were the ones who provided relief rice when the people of their family were starving.

But the carriage that Hanbin pointed to was quite extravagant, unlike the Shin Chang Yang family. Yang Ye Shin was walking too, so who could be riding in the carriage?

As Seol-hwa tilted her head, the sound of a weapon striking her ear was heard.

Brim, brim.

Seolhwa called Hanbin urgently.

“Master, shouldn’t you stop this fight?”

“Hmm, I guess that would be good.”

“Isn’t that right, Confucius?”

“Seolhwa goes and stops it.”

“Would you like to listen to me?”

“You’re both friends who got ripped off on snack money back in the day.”

“Ah, why do you remember such strange things… … .”

Seolhwa trailed off and washed her face dry.

Both Yang Ye-shin and Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah of Shin Chang-yangga were friends who had a history of providing money for sweets to Seol-hwa.

Of course, it was half voluntary and half involuntary.

Buck! Buck!

As their fight intensified, Seolhwa rolled up the sleeves of her white martial arts uniform and walked towards them.

Seolhwa’s eyes lit up.

It was because of Hanbin’s teachings.

There was a famous saying from Hanbin that said to keep the money line in any situation.

In Seolhwa’s view, both Yang Ye-shin and Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah were money men.

Seolhwa looked at the center of Naruto.

There was no other sound there except the clashing of weapons.

I couldn’t even hear the sound of swallowing.

Their confrontation made others just as nervous.

The speed at which a neck or an arm can be torn off in the blink of an eye, and the sound of the waves continuing to resonate.

Bang, bang.

Buck! Buck!

Everything created a situation where one had no choice but to immerse oneself in this match.

Of course, the captain lying on the floor was just a background to them.

As everyone held their breath and watched the showdown, Yang Ye-shin spoke while looking at the approaching Nanga Bong through the window.

“I don’t have time. Let’s stop here.”

“I don’t have time either. I’ll defeat you and prove my skills.”

“Who are you proving it to?”

“I have to prove it to one person.”

“I also have to leave quickly because I have an appointment with someone.”

“It’s more important for me to prove my abilities to that person than to keep my promises.”

After finishing speaking, Pyeon Yuk-rang-a swung his sword in a small circle.

Boom, boom.

Yang Ye-shin narrowed her eyes at the whirlwind created by Nanga Peak.

At the same time, the spear began to rotate at a high speed.

In the opposite direction of what Pyeonyukranga does.

As the two got closer, a whirlwind formed between them.

The floor of Naruto crumbled in the whirlpool.

Anyone who looked at them could see that the two were using all of their internal energy to decide the outcome with one last move.

It was obvious that if they collided like this, one of them would not be safe.

Both were likely to suffer fatal injuries.

The warriors of the Justice League and the Apostolic Alliance who had become bystanders screamed.

“Oh my!”

“If we go our separate ways, both of us… … .”

“Hey, someone!”

That was when.

A white beam of light entered through the narrowing gap, causing a gust of wind.

Swish.

Everyone’s eyes widened at the white beam of light that blew in like a breeze between gusts of wind.

At that time, the warrior of the Sado-ryeon waited between Yang Ye-shin and Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah with his finger.

“Hey, what is that?”

“Oh my god, there really is something there.”

The one who answered was a warrior from the Justice League.

For them, who had maintained a tense atmosphere of imminent danger, there was now no distinction between enemy and friend.

Then another warrior intervened.

“What do you mean? What is it?”

“It’s so frustrating, look over there?”

“Hey, it’s a person!”

Someone shouted in a trembling voice.

They looked at the entangled Taegeuk-like weapons of Pyeon Yukrang-ah and Yang Ye-shin with trembling eyes.

They were covered in dust, perhaps because of the gust of wind caused by the two soldiers.

A brown dust, a mixture of river sand and the powder from the fallen trees, covered them.

But they could make out the weapons and human figures.

Looking closely, I saw that someone was stuck between their weapons.

Brown dust slowly clearing away.

Finally, their appearance began to be revealed.

One of the warriors spoke a little louder.

“What the hell happened?”

“It’s a fairy, a fairy!”

Someone shouted excitedly.

Others also pointed there in excited voices.

“Not a fairy, but a sage, a sage.”

“No, I said she’s a fairy!”

Everyone was shouting in excited voices, and in the place they were pointing, Seol-hwa was laughing awkwardly.

“I’m not a fairy. Hehe.”

Yang Ye-shin opened her eyes wide at Seol-hwa’s laughter.

“You, you… … .”

“How have you been, Mr. Shin Chang-yang?”

“Well, well, how have you been?”

Yang Ye-shin answered with a trembling voice and looked around.

As if looking for someone.

Seolhwa asked at that sight.

“What are you looking for?”

“Where is he?”

“Our Confucius? Our Confucius is away for a moment.”

When Seol-hwa smiled brightly, Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah, who was on the opposite side of Yang Ye-shin, also asked in a trembling voice.

“You, you Seol, Seol… … .”

“Yes, that’s true. How have you been, Mr. Pyeonyuk?”

“I’ve been doing well. But, that person… … .”

“Is this what our Confucius said?”

“That, that’s right.”

“He was out of the office for a moment.”

“Oh, I see.”

Pyeon Yukrang-ah’s voice trembled a little more than Yang Ye-shin’s.

Seolhwa looked back and forth between the two sides and sighed.

“Sigh… …. Guys, what do you do when grown people fight like this?”

“That’s, the interest… … .”

Pyeon Yuk-rang-a pointed to Yang Ye-shin.

Seolhwa narrowed her eyes at Yang Ye-shin.

Yang Ye-shin, who was receiving attention, waved her hand.

“I had no choice but to take action because that great swordsman suddenly attacked me.”

“No, didn’t you interfere in our work first?”

Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah pointed to the captain who was lying on the floor.

It was when Seol-hwa looked at the captain lying on the floor.

A black shadow appeared next to them.

Sasak.

In that shadow, Yang Ye-shin and Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah took a step back.

Pyeon Yukrang-ah shouted when he saw the protagonist of the shadow.

“Oh, brother! What should I do if you suddenly appear like that?”

The protagonist of the shadow was Black Swordsman.

He pretended not to hear Pyeon Yukrang-ah’s question and took a step closer to Seolhwa.

“How have you been?”

“Is the old man in black doing well too?”

“Yes, I’ve been doing well. Tell Confucius that this confrontation was caused by a misunderstanding, so don’t worry about it.”

“We know because we saw it all. We just stepped in because Confucius told us to stop the fight.”

“Oh, I see. By the way, the move you showed me just now is amazing.”

“This one?”

Seolhwa smiled and pointed to the Woohyeolrang Sword.

The technique that Seolhwa used to stop this fight was a technique that contained the power of the eight-star sword that she had learned from Hanbin.

As the level of the broken sword increases, there are hidden changes in the same movements.

If you put in the power of the eight stars, you can neutralize the opponent’s momentum.

Hanbin named this Jinhon (鎭魂).

As the name suggests, it put the opponent to sleep in an instant after using all of his strength.

Black Wind asked cautiously.

“I was talking about vegetarianism, not weapons.”

“Ah, that’s… … It’s the herbivore recipe that Confucius taught me. The name is a secret.”

“Ha, I see.”

Heuk-ui Salpung nodded.

Of course, it wasn’t just their diet that was erased by the soul of the Pahon Sword.

The souls of the warriors of the Justice League and the Apostolic Alliance were completely taken away.

Suddenly the fighting stopped and the conversation resumed, and they held their breath again and listened to their voices.

Then I was shocked when I found out why the fighting had stopped.

It made sense, because a girl in a white martial arts uniform was holding off two masters with just a dagger. No matter how much I thought about it, it just didn’t make sense.

But what was even more puzzling was that the girl knew both the Grand Duke of Shinchangyangga and the Shanxi Three Sal of Sadoyeon.

In addition, a commonality emerged during their conversation.

Both of them find it difficult to deal with the person called ‘him’.

The girl called the man she referred to as Confucius.

People had no idea what was going on.

A girl who stopped a fight between two masters with a single dagger was a person who could not be called a public figure anywhere in the martial arts world.

If there was such a person, it would probably be none other than the Three Masters of Murim.

The three masters of martial arts were Shaolin, a shaman, and a demonic religion, respectively.

But now, the girl in white uniform didn’t seem to belong to any place.

As the thought reached this point, people thought of two figures who have been floating around the world of martial arts these days.

Then one of the warriors of the Justice Alliance spoke in a small voice.

“Are you perhaps the Envoy of Cheongun?”

“No, it could be the Red Dragon Swordsman… … .”

A warrior belonging to the Apostolic Corps fought back.

But he trailed off, as if he was not confident.

That was when.

A red wave suddenly appeared in their field of vision.

If you look closely, it wasn’t a wave, it was a long pole.

With him, I suddenly had the illusion that a strong wind was blowing.

Everyone focused on the approaching swordsman waving his red robe.

Most of the warriors looking at him tilted their heads.

It felt like a storm was brewing, but there was no wind around.

Someone said.

“I get this feeling just from the momentum… … .”

“It feels like I control the entire space.”

“I don’t think it’s a mistake.”

The warrior pointed to the red robe.

The wind was not blowing, but the long coat was fluttering.

“omg.”

Exclamations came from all over.

Of course, the one walking towards us in a fluttering red robe was Hanbin.

As Hanbin approached them, Yang Ye-shin, Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah, and Heuk-ui Sal-pung took a step back each time as if they were nervous.

The first to speak was Yang Ye-shin.

“Who are you, sir?”

“… … .”

Hanbin tilted his head and looked at Yang Ye-shin.

For a moment, he stroked his beard.

I remember that he even had a beard attached.

Yang Ye-shin swallowed dry saliva at Hanbin’s sincere smile.

Black Swordsman was also confused.

“Please reveal your identity… … .”

He was speechless.

This is because Hanbin suddenly approached Heukyi Salpung.

Hanbin, who had come close to the nose of Heuk-ui Salpung, suddenly stuck his face in and lowered his beard slightly so that he could see.

At that moment, the black-clothed man spoke softly.

“You are Peng Gong… … .”

He was unable to continue speaking.

Because Hanbin put his index finger to his lips.

Hanbin whispered, placing his index finger on his lips.

“Shh, please give me some time to keep the rhythm.”

“ah.”

Heukyi Salpung nodded with a low sigh.

Hanbin, who confirmed that appearance, quietly walked somewhere.

Thud thud.

Hanbin’s steps were filled with inner strength.

Hanbin’s single step was enough to cause Naruto to shake slightly.

Everyone looked where Hanbin was heading.

Hanbin approached the captain who was lying on the floor.

Hanbin, who had been walking slowly, crouched down in front of him.

Then he quickly grabbed the red sword.

Suddenly, people started to murmur.

As they were concentrating on the duel, they saw the red sword that gave off a strange atmosphere, and they remembered why they had drawn their swords here.

“That man has caught the red sword.”

“Yeah, who are you to take someone else’s stuff… … .”

As everyone started to murmur, Hanbin raised his red sword and spoke.

“You said this was yours? If there’s an owner of this, come out and show me!”