Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 379



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379. Accountant (7)

Their gaze stopped just below the pavilion.

Hanbin was walking out of the entrance of the pavilion, shaking his hands.

Hanbin, who was walking out as if nothing had happened, looked relaxed, as if he had come out for a picnic.

Hearing everyone’s words, the dark priest on the roof also looked down.

When Hanbin, whom he had been desperately searching for for a moment, disappeared and appeared right at his feet, the dark emperor let out a sigh of relief without realizing it.

There was sincerity in that sigh.

The secret method he had witnessed was clearly contained in the sword.

Hanbin shouted at the trembling eyes of the dark priest.

“What are you so surprised about? Old man!”

“What kind of martial arts is that now?”

“What is martial arts… … .”

“Is that a secret too?”

“It’s no secret. Look carefully at the place I disappeared to.”

“Look at the place you disappeared to? What do you mean… … .”

The queen was left speechless.

I focused on something a few steps away, because I could see the method that had disappeared right before my eyes.

The dark knight unconsciously shrugged his shoulders.

It wasn’t because of fear.

Only then did he realize that he had been teased.

The dark knight turned his head and his eyes burned brightly.

Hanbin continued speaking, looking at the appearance of the dark priest who seemed to have gathered all the anger in the world in one place.

“You wouldn’t have known I disappeared into a hole.”

Hanbin smiled mischievously and pointed to the roof.

“What the hell are you!”

The queen clenched her teeth.

Hanbin shrugged at the sight.

It wasn’t because of his martial arts skills that Hanbin was able to deceive everyone’s attention.

Just now, Hanbin kicked away the debris and put a thousand pounds of energy into his feet that touched the ground.

At the same time, the floor was sunken in nicely.

Because his movements were so secretive, Hanbin used the Banbakguijin as soon as he disappeared.

This was thanks to the beginner’s guide to the Yongrin Sword Technique.

But the secret agent didn’t think about how Hanbin hid his presence.

The only thing that happened was that the split was a simple trick right in front of my eyes.

The queen jumped down from the pavilion as if she couldn’t bear it any longer.

In response, Hanbin unfolded the eighteen steps of begging.

Sasa sak.

Hanbin’s new model disappeared like the wind.

At the same time, the dark side is gaining momentum.

And so the chase began.

Zhuge Liangmin, who was watching the chase, opened his eyes wide.

This was an unexpected development.

Clearly, the dark knight had threatened to avoid the scene.

It was the first time in the history of martial arts that an enemy had threatened to run away like a dark magician.

But his threat could not be ignored.

In reality, most of the heads of the martial arts world were unable to shake off their uncomfortable expressions.

However, the dark emperor who had threatened to run away was now chasing Hanbin.

After hearing the story, it seemed like Hanbin was actually threatening the dark emperor.

Then someone shouted.

“This is your chance! Everyone, grab the secret… … .”

He was speechless.

Because a terrifying aura was upon him.

He was none other than Dang Mu-cheon.

Dangmucheon looked at the heads of the martial arts families and shouted in a serious voice.

“Everyone, don’t mess up your work! We’re not the ones who should be dealing with him, and right now, that kid is doing his best to deal with the Dark Emperor. Until another signal comes out, everyone, don’t interfere.”

After finishing speaking, Dangmucheon’s mouth was tightly shut like a heavy castle gate.

In that state, I glared at the heads of the Murim families.

They were busy turning their heads like a puppy that saw a tiger.

Dangmucheon watched the chase quietly.

Dangmucheon muttered to himself in a low voice.

“What kind of magic is it that is so mysterious… … .”

It wasn’t really intended to hear an answer.

Then someone answered quietly.

“It’s the eighteen steps of begging.”

“Begging for the eighteenth time… … .”

Dangmucheon tilted his head and looked around.

There, Gwanggae was smiling brightly.

Gwanggae bowed his head slightly and said.

“I am the Kwanggae of Openness. I am the sworn brother of Prince Peng.”

“Oh, I see.”

That was when.

A scream of rage suddenly cut in from behind.

“I am also a sworn brother to Prince Peng.”

“That kid has good friends.”

At Dangmucheon’s words, Gwanggae and Akbigwang looked at each other.

For a moment, both of them turned their heads at the same time.

At that time, Dangmucheon asked cautiously.

“If you are my brother, do you know what that child is planning?”

Although his tone was casual, Dangmucheon’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

“Sir, what do you mean by plan?”

Akbigwang tilted his head and asked.

At that sight, Dangmucheon continued speaking in a small voice.

“If I do it my way, there can’t be no result, right? I think that child will definitely send me a signal.”

Dangmucheon pointed to Hanbin, who was shaking off the dark spirit with mysterious movements.

Hanbin just disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at the dust rising from a distance, it was clear that they were continuing to run away.

Akbigwang scratched the back of his head.

“I don’t know either.”

At his words, Dangmucheon looked at Gwanggae.

“Do you know?”

“I’m also good at… … .”

Gwanggae looked at the place where the dust was rising, his voice trailing off.

Gwanggae was also curious.

The ten greatest martial arts schools in the world, which could be considered one of the centers of martial arts, were in a state of chaos.

If they didn’t catch or kill the master, they would have to live their whole lives worrying about the back of their heads.

Well, I don’t think he’ll be safe from his hands just because he’s a Gupaebang.

If the author is not caught, both the righteous and evil factions in the Central Plains will feel like they are living with their necks exposed before the blade.

At that moment, Cheonghwa grabbed Tangmucheon’s sleeve.

“grandfather.”

“Yes, Cheonghwa. Why are you doing that?”

“Sister, you must know about Confucius’s plan.”

Cheonghwa glanced at Seolhwa.

Seol-hwa, who was receiving attention, smiled awkwardly.

“How on earth do you think I know Confucius’s plans?”

“You are the right-hand man of the Confucius. As proof, you have the Woohyeolranggeom.”

“ah.”

Seolhwa let out a small exclamation and looked at the blood-curdling sword she was holding in her right hand.

At that sight, Cheonghwa asked again in a small voice.

“Sister, right?”

“Well, you asked me for something… … .”

“But?”

“It’s a secret.”

“oh.”

As Cheonghwa opened her mouth, Seolhwa shrugged her shoulders and turned her head.

Cheonghwa also turned her head accordingly.

That was where the Gajujeon was.

Dangmucheon turned his head to follow the two and tilted his head.

Because I didn’t understand why Seolhwa was looking there.

The main house and the small attached annex next to it.

It was his own place.

No one would know the place better than he did.

But why are you looking at the Gajujeon?

That was when.

Seolhwa grabbed Cheonghwa’s sleeve.

“I think it’s time, let’s take it slow.”

“Yes, sister.”

Cheonghwa nodded with an expression full of anticipation.

Seolhwa and Cheonghwa walked towards Gajujeon.

At that sight, more and more questions began to pile up in Dangmucheon’s mind.

Looking at Seolhwa and Cheonghwa’s gait, they seemed to be walking slowly, not in a hurry.

Tang Mu-cheon narrowed his eyes and imagined what would happen next.

For a moment, he shook his head.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out what would happen.

At that time, Zhuge Liangmin was also looking at the Jia Zhuan.

Of course, he was the same as Dangmucheon.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t even imagine what Hanbin would do.

At that time, Namgung Jangcheon asked cautiously.

“What on earth is going on over there? Zhuge Liang.”

As expected, everyone’s interests were the same.

Zhuge Liangmin shook his head slightly at his question.

“I’m also good at… … .”

Zhuge Liang was left speechless.

This is because I discovered something strange on Namgung Jangcheon’s hand, which was pointing to the Gajujeon.

Zhuge Liangmin quickly asked.

“Lord Namgung, why didn’t you erase the ink?”

“India ink?”

Namgung Jangcheon tilted his head, then answered as if nothing had happened.

“It wasn’t erased. Wasn’t it the same for Zhuge Liang’s army?”

“yes?”

Zhuge Liangmin opened his eyes wide and looked at his right hand.

Just like Namgung Jangcheon, his hands were still stained with ink.

Then someone intervened from behind.

“I don’t think it will erase well.”

Zhuge Liang turned his head.

There was Sim Mi-ho, Han Bin’s subordinate.

He was the one who made people stamp their hands in ink.

“What does that mean?”

“That’s black oil.”

Black oil was a black oil that could only be obtained in Haenam.

Moreover, it is not an inexpensive item.

You made me stamp my handprint with such expensive black oil?

Zhuge Liang shook his head slightly.

* * *

Hanbin was galloping like a red horse, kicking up dust.

Pavabak.

Hanbin didn’t forget to look back every now and then to check if the dark knight was chasing him.

Looking at him, Hanbin quietly calculated the internal energy that the dark magician possessed.

There was only one reason why Hanbin dragged him around like this.

It was intended to drain the opponent’s internal energy.

When discussing the ups and downs of lightness, what are some elements that are never left out?

It was speed and endurance.

What is essential for fast speed is internal energy.

So what about endurance?

The same goes for endurance.

Hanbin had a way to fully restore his internal energy at a certain point.

But that wasn’t the case with the dark side.

Although the absolute amount of internal energy was greater than that of the dark lord, Hanbin had the means to make up for the difference.

Instead, one condition had to be met.

The point was that the dark lord was not supposed to be aware of that fact.

The Dark Lord will leave this place and hide whenever he feels he is in danger.

After that, it was clear that the situation would unfold as the dark magician had predicted.

Although he declared to the dark side that he would also hide, in fact, Hanbin’s true feelings were not true.

How did you get a second life and live it in hiding?

A person who tries to hit the back of his own head could never be spared.

I would rather die than live in a state of anxiety with the back of my head tingling.

Of course, Hanbin did not have the option of dying.

Hanbin slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Because now is the time.

As evidence, the speed of the secret ritual began to slow down slightly.

Hanbin judged that if he had not turned the dark emperor’s mind with the Gyeokjangji strategy in the beginning, he could have caught up even if he had been using the Gugakshipeopbo in full force.

The secret method of the dark ritual was that great.

Papak.

From behind, the dark knight was following along with aura.

What the Dark Emperor wants is probably the Yonglin Sword.

Well, even if he obtained the Yonglin Sword, it was clear that the Dark Emperor would not be able to find out anything.

Because in Gangho, the only owner of the Yonglin Sword is Hanbin.

In fact, just a little while ago, I had an epiphany and was able to roughly figure out how the dark magician came back to life.

It was a chance to obtain it because he was a dark emperor who had the Hwa-ryong-pyeon, the scabbard of the Yonglin Sword, in his possession for a long time.

But the fate of the dark knight was that it would be his last.

Hanbin jumped over the wall, vowing to make it happen.

Papak!

After jumping over the wall, Hanbin’s sight caught sight of the entrance to the passage that Sim Mi-ho had dug.

Hanbin hid himself in the entrance like a mole.

Sasak.

Hanbin, who came down in the blink of an eye, counted the numbers in his head.

‘One, two… … .’

When the time came, Hanbin picked up the bowl on the table near the entrance.

And with his other hand, he took out a silver needle from his bosom.

The bowl contained ink that Simmiho had prepared to receive handprints from the people of Murimsega.

Hanbin threw the bucket behind him without hesitation.

At the same time, he stretched his hand forward.

‘100% accuracy!’

A bowl and silver needles flew from both hands to either side.

The silver needle that left Hanbin’s hand struck the torch that was illuminating the passage.

Thud.

Bam.

In that moment, all the torches in front of my eyes went out at once.