Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 35



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Episode 35. The Laws of Fighting (3)

Jeong So-yeon spread her arms and hugged Han Bin.

“Hanbin, brother!”

“It’s Soyeon. You’ve grown a lot since I last saw you.”

“Haha, my granddaughter has grown a lot these days and eats well without being a picky eater. She needs to grow up quickly to get married or something… … .”

“grandfather!”

When Jeong So-yeon shouted, Jeong Cheol-min quickly changed the subject.

“I have already prepared what you asked for.”

“Is that something we can use behind you?”

“Yes, I did as you asked, so it’ll be enough for training. But why do you need such a heavy sword? And the center of gravity isn’t right either.”

“I have a warrior who fits this sword perfectly. I will go and pay my respects sometime after I finish work today.”

Jeong Cheol-min smiled as Han Bin gave a small win.

Jeong Cheol-min, who had been laughing for a long time, looked around and Han Bin asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

“That’s because Soyeon isn’t visible.”

“Then I will look for it.”

“I would appreciate it if you would do that.”

At that moment, Jeong So-yeon, who had disappeared for a while, returned.

“grandfather!”

“Oh, didn’t Grandpa tell you not to wander around alone?”

“I’m all grown up now.”

“Okay, I got it, let’s go now.”

It was when Jeong Cheol-min was about to leave while holding Jeong So-yeon’s hand.

Jeong So-yeon shook off Jeong Cheol-min’s hand.

“Grandpa, I want to go and look around.”

“What are you looking at?”

“It’s a martial arts show. They’re fighting between Hanbin’s subordinates and the villain’s subordinates. I’m on Hanbin’s side.”

“What, you bet money?”

“Look at this.”

Jeong So-yeon showed that she didn’t have a single penny left by emptying her rainbow-colored wallet.

Jeong Cheol-min awkwardly smiled at that sight and accepted Jeong So-yeon’s request.

Hanbin, who had gone to find Soyeon, joined their conversation.

“Then let’s watch from my side.”

“Hmm, is that okay?”

“Yes, sir. Your friend, Director Lee Seol-yeong, will be nearby.”

“Thank you.”

Hanbin had his subordinates guide Jeong Cheol-min and Jeong So-yeon to their seats, and had the rest of the crew move the boxes in the back of the carriage to their seats.

* * *

An hour later.

As soon as Gaju Pengangwei took his seat on the stage, the room began to stir.

Since today’s ceremony was to be presided over by the head of the party, Peng Dae-wi, he took his place in the center of the stage instead of on the podium.

Peng Dae-wi shouted.

“Second and fourth, come to the center!”

At the same time, Hanbin and Peng Kyeongbin came out to their seats.

As the main characters who were going to fight the final battle gathered, Peng Dae-wi continued speaking.

“This time, as promised, I will use the traditional martial arts method. Second and fourth, choose the warriors you will face.”

What is the traditional way of fighting in Pangka here?

It was about choosing a warrior to face on the other side.

If you are confident, you will choose the strong, and if you are not confident, you will choose the weak.

You can lose a match by showing off your pride, or you can win while showing off your pride.

The choice is Hanbin and Peng Kyeongbin.

As everyone swallowed their saliva, Hanbin pointed out his opponent.

“I will choose them.”

At Hanbin’s choice, three warriors confidently climbed up onto the stage.

A cheer echoes around the stage for a moment.

“Wow!”

“This is the prince’s escort.”

“They are famous unmanned stores in Gangnam.”

Amidst everyone’s commotion, Peng Daewi looked at the warriors Hanbin would choose.

Then he shook his head slightly.

What Hanbin had chosen now was a first-class unmanned vehicle brought from Hanam Jeongga.

Anyone who looked at it could see that this fight itself was unreasonable.

Why did Hanbin choose them?

Peng Dae-wi considered one possibility.

I thought Hanbin’s intention was to at least regain his pride since the outcome was decided.

Of course, others thought the same thing when they saw the warriors Hanbin had pointed out.

“The match is over.”

“I don’t know who will get caught, but the Guardians are the ones who are pitiful.”

“I’m glad I didn’t join the Guardians.”

While everyone was gossiping, Peng Jingbin’s eyes lit up as he chose his opponent.

Joho quickly avoided Peng Jingbin’s gaze and quickly lowered his eyes.

At that moment, Peng Kyeong-bin’s voice rang out.

“there!”

“… … .”

However, Joho just swallowed his saliva with his head down.

Anyway, once the fight was over, I was just going to get the money and leave Pangga, so there was no reason to take up the sword.

Peng Kyeong-bin’s irritated voice continued.

“There, bow your head, escort.”

Joho raised his head and pointed at his face with his finger.

As Peng Jingbin smiled and gestured, Jo Ho, with a sad face, went up onto the stage.

Now, Peng Jingbin is left with two warriors to choose from.

Peng Gyeong-bin, who was observing the members of the Guardians, tilted his head.

Those who had bowed their heads a moment ago were now looking at Peng Jingbin with dignity.

After a brief moment of surprise, Peng Jingbin realized the reason.

It was because he realized that if he lowered his head, he would be pointed out.

Peng Gyeong-bin’s gaze, which had been observing the members of the Guardians, stopped.

Because I found a drone tapping my waist.

“Your escort, please come out onto the stage.”

What Peng Jingbin was pointing at was a long robe.

The escorts were all surprised.

Peng Jingbin was now picking out only the weak members of the Guardians.

After the final nominations, the unmanned combatants who will compete in the three-on-three martial arts competition have been decided.

The leader standing in the center shouted.

“Let the first warrior come out!”

At his shout, the Confucius warrior flew up onto the stage.

Anyone who saw it would notice that the body looked light.

On Hanbin’s side, it was Joho’s turn to go out in order.

It was just as Joho was about to head to the stage.

Hanbin said.

“The non-dance sword uses that.”

“You want me to use that? My lord.”

As Joho tilted his head, Hanbin opened the wooden box.

There were several black swords lying there.

Joho took the path.

I tilted my head. No matter how I looked at it, it was no different.

It was clear that the non-existent blade was made specifically for training purposes.

This time, it was promised that the rain would be a training day without any weapons.

However, it was not possible to feel at ease because there was a high possibility of suffering a fatal injury.

Joho, who was watching Park Do, nodded. He thought that it didn’t matter which sword was used.

After dodging for a while, he would raise both hands in surrender and come down.

At that moment, Hanbin took out a scroll from his bosom and whispered to Joho.

At that moment, Joho’s eyes widened.

Joho, who went up with an expression as if the world was ending, gritted his teeth.

At that time, the giant ship on the top of the mountain announced the start of the battle.

bang!

Before the sound could even end, the warrior on the Confucius’ side drew his sword and stabbed straight in.

Whoosh!

Joho’s condition was strange.

Joho’s face, which had been turning red and blue, suddenly became distorted.

I dodged the oncoming sword by half a step.

shouted at the same time.

“I’ll kill you all, you little bastards!”

At that shout, the warrior on the Duke’s side was startled and stepped back.

It was an extreme hostility that had never been seen before.

I heard that he clearly lost his will to fight.

I was also asked to press the button using the most colorful strokes possible.

But why is it such a strange state?

However, the situation is currently in progress.

This warrior on Confucius’ side cleared his doubts and instinctively began to develop his skills.

‘Yellow Crane Grass’

It was a herbivore that overpowered its helpless opponents like a yellow crane treading on grass.

His sword danced splendidly across the stage like the long legs of a crane passing by.

The moment his sword reached Joho’s nape.

visor!

Joho’s sword blocked his sword.

At that moment, the eyes of the warrior on the Duke’s side distorted.

It was because the opponent’s sword felt too heavy.

This single-minded man of Confucius brought to mind numerous questions.

I had clearly heard that he was second-rate. But the opponent’s eyes were not missing his sword.

And what is this overwhelming sense of weight?

Before he could even think of a question, Joho’s attack came straight at him.

“asleep!”

Joho’s Park Do, who comes in honestly with a shout.

This was quickly stopped by a warrior on the Duke’s side.

bang!

Brrrr.

The sword trembled and was pushed slightly, cutting off a strand of his hair.

Crunch.

Musa’s eyes widened.

All the information received from this scholar was false.

It wasn’t that I had lost my will to fight, and my opponent wasn’t a second-rate warrior.

This level of pressure could not have been expressed unless it was first-class.

It was an attack with added power to first-class internal energy.

However, he couldn’t lose here because he was also first-class.

phut!

Musa stretched out his sword, but it was blocked by Joho’s sword.

visor!

The room began to stir at the unexpected development.

Anyone who looked at it could see that they were fighting on equal terms.

But Joho had no idea.

I just wanted to vent my anger.

What Jo Ho wanted to attack now was not this Confucius warrior, but Han Bin.

Before going up on stage, Joho heard about the contract from Hanbin.

The contract contained an absurd clause that required tenfold compensation in case of defeat.

That was ten times the amount he had agreed to receive.

That is, if he lost the duel, he had to offer 100 nyang of silver to Hanbin.

In other words, from the beginning, the lord Hanbin had created a contract to make him a slave for life.

The plan to leave Pangga after the war was over would also go down the drain.

Brrrr.

Joho’s sword trembled in anger.

“asleep!”

Joho’s sword began to move so much that it was invisible to the eye.

visor!

visor!

The most basic technique of Pengga, the Prince’s Four Swords.

The Prince’s Sado was a magic technique modeled after the shape of the Chinese character for king (王).

Draw sideways.

It was just a series of downward strikes.

All the movements were simple, but their power was not easily explained. The warriors on the Duke’s side, who were being pushed back, were pushed all the way to the end of the training ground.

visor!

visor!

The counterattack of this warrior on the edge of the cliff was also not easy. He kept striking Joho’s sword without stopping, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. However, this warrior on the side of the prince gradually grew bigger.

The distance between the swords remained the same, but Joho’s body was getting closer.

Finally, Joho’s body came close to my eyes.

Ching!

The sound of the weapons clashing slowed down, and what marked its end was the sound of a pumpkin breaking.

Bam!

The nearby Joho hit the prince’s warrior’s head with his sword.

Sway.

In that moment, the opponent fell off the stage.

It was a clear victory for Joho, but no cheers were heard.

The onlookers were equally surprised.

The level of Joho they knew was second-rate, but the level of Hanam Jeongga’s warriors was first-rate.

The lips of Gaju Peng Gangwi, who was watching this from the stage, twitched.

What was important in his eyes was that a second-rate martial artist from the Habuk Peng family had defeated a first-rate martial artist from the Hanam Jeong family.

After the fight began, the second and fourth victories were irrelevant. What mattered was that the representative Taoist family of Hebei and the representative swordsmanship family of Hanam had fought each other.

Gaju Pengangwei clapped his hands.

match.

It was just one sound, but it brought everyone back to their senses.

The onlookers who had come to their senses cheered.

“Wow!”

The voice of the sergeant major suppressing the shouts.

“The victory of the Four Princes, the next warrior to come out.”

At his direction, Joho took his seat.

Jang Sam got up after seeing Jo Ho coming in slowly.

Joho passed the long robe as if he had lost his mind. As if he had lost his mind.

In fact, Joho was now out of his mind.

I didn’t even realize how things were going. I just felt like I was venting all my frustrations offstage.

At that moment, the voice of Peng Daewi urging the next battle rang out.

“The next warrior should come out quickly so that the martial arts can proceed.”

At those words, Jang Sam looked back and forth between Han Bin and Jo Ho.

To Jang Sam, it seemed like Han Bin had used some strange magic on Jo Ho. It felt like magic.

But, if I could just defeat a first-class drone once!

It didn’t matter whether it was a demonic or a pure martial art.

I wanted to win even if it meant becoming my lord’s puppet.

Jang Sam gave Han Bin a lottery ticket.