Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 387



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387. The Head of the Teenager Family (5)

The person who had been pointing to the stage continued speaking in an excited voice.

“She really is a Seolsan Shinnyo, a Seolsan Shinnyo. Hehe, it’s amazing to see such a master again at the Mugajihoe… … .”

Starting with his words, the word Seolsan Shinnyeo began to be mentioned here and there.

The nickname of Seolsan Shinnyeo, which was given to her in Naruto, had spread to some extent thanks to the people of Murim who arrived late.

People may not know the face of the Snow Goddess, but they all know her nickname.

Zhuge Liangmin clapped his hands at the commotion under the stage.

match.

At that sound the commotion stopped.

However, Zhuge Liang was also quite surprised.

I was surprised that other people knew the story.

Zhuge Liang reflected once again.

While serving as a soldier of the Justice Alliance, I felt that I had been too negligent in gathering information about the world of martial arts.

Of course, Wijiok, who was looking at the story, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

I thought she was just a young girl who didn’t know anything, but it was surprising that she even had a nickname.

Because, looking at the people milling around under the stage, the story seemed to be quite compelling.

That was when.

The story continued.

“And the sword I will write… … .”

Seolhwa took out the Woohyeolranggeom.

Seolhwa, holding out her dagger, shouted confidently.

“That name is a secret!”

I wanted to reveal that it was the Bloodthirsty Sword, but I felt like it would be a loss to reveal everything.

It was all Hanbin’s influence.

As I watched and learned everything Hanbin did, it became a habit that I didn’t even realize was ingrained in me.

But the audience’s reaction was completely different from what Seolhwa had expected.

“They say the sword used by the Snow Mountain Goddess is a secret.”

“It’s a secret… … .”

“Doesn’t it look like there’s something there?”

“I think I’ve heard the name Secret somewhere.”

“Could it be a famous sword like the Seven Great Records of the Murim?”

“Hey, maybe not to that extent. But the name Secret somehow sounds heavy.”

Seolhwa quietly looked up at the sky at the sight of the crowd in an uproar.

It was because the words I said with the intention of confusing the other person strangely came back to me.

His own blood-curdling sword is suddenly called by the strange name of Secret among the martial artists!

What does the character ‘U(右)’ in ‘Uhyeolranggeom’ mean?

It was a symbol of Hanbin’s right arm.

Seolhwa wanted to take back what she had just said.

At first glance, Seol-hwa’s helpless appearance seemed like she was afraid of confrontation.

Wijiok, who had been watching from afar, smiled in satisfaction.

I was a little anxious because of the nickname that suddenly appeared, but seeing him be flustered like that made me think that it was nothing special.

At that time, Zhuge Liang shouted.

“Let the fight begin!”

He retreated to the edge of the stage.

At that shout, Weijiok drew his sword.

Sling.

His words about the Nakwol Sword were not an empty promise.

An aura that seemed as if even moonlight would cut through his sword flowed through his sword.

Woohoo.

His sword trembles slightly.

It is the resonance of the internal energy and sword of the above hell.

Seolhwa also heard the Uhyeolranggeom.

But I didn’t take it out.

Instead, he took out a cloth from his bosom and wiped the scabbard of the Woohyeolranggeom.

Seol-hwa wiped the scabbard and put the cloth back in her bosom.

Anyone who looked at it would see that it was far from being unmanned.

Wijiok, who was closing the gap with his opponent at that sight, said.

“How rude.”

“I don’t want to get blood on my sword today.”

“It wasn’t rudeness, it was madness. Something so small and fearless… … .”

Wei Zhiyue, who was continuing the conversation, quickly stabbed himself with his sword.

He was the type of person who had never seen an opponent in a martial arts match before.

It is polite to the weak to finish as quickly as possible.

Phew.

His sword slashed straight in, creating a piercing effect.

His sword seemed to be filled with a determination not to show any mercy.

The audience let out gasps at the attack of the upper hell.

“caution.”

“If I do this, I’ll become the goddess of Seolsan Mountain!”

That’s when everyone screamed.

Seol-hwa retreated as he approached.

Sasa Sak.

They were retreating in a leisurely manner, as if they were on a picnic.

In fact, Seolhwa also had the same thoughts as Wijiok.

It is polite to the weak to finish neatly.

But, at one word from Wijiok, Seolhwa’s thoughts changed.

It was the word ‘little thing’.

At those words, Seolhwa’s expression changed.

Seolhwa was now calculating the distance with an expressionless face.

I calculated the interval and drew the beginning and end of the fight in my head.

As the story reached the end of the stage, the audience cheered again.

Of course, the corners of Wei Zhiyue’s mouth slightly went up.

As I watched Seol-hwa running away, I started to laugh at myself for being wary after hearing her nickname.

The Great Hell stretched out its sword.

“Yeoui Hwalgeom.”

It was the first draft of the Weishi Sword, which he mainly used.

At that moment, the sword suddenly stretched out like a Ruyi Bang.

Everyone’s eyes opened wide.

To the eyes of those watching from below, the sword appeared to have grown by about two spans.

Wijiok smiled at the corners of his mouth.

There was nowhere for the opponent who was cornered to the end to escape.

The principle of the Yeoui Hwalgeom was simple.

In the first attack, the sword is not extended to the maximum distance.

Then, when you finally extend the sword, you get the illusion that the sword has stretched.

It was a method that did not work on the warriors of the Wei clan who always trained together, but it was a method that warriors of other clans were subjected to without even realizing the principle.

“Just go now… … .”

The hell was speechless.

It was because the opponent disappeared from the front.

The only sound he could hear was the crunching of fallen leaves.

Sasa Sak.

Wijiok stared blankly into space with his sword out.

That was when.

A voice came from behind.

“Are you looking for me?”

In that moment, a chill ran down Wijiheok’s spine.

That voice was clearly Seolhwa’s voice.

The distance is half a step.

The opponent’s black dagger was a weapon, and as a young girl, her arms were short, but at this distance, it was only a matter of time before her neck was cut off.

Of course, given the nature of the bee, your life won’t really be lost.

Wijiok quickly turned his body and swung his sword horizontally.

Phew.

Wei Zhiyue unknowingly filled his sword with energy.

A momentary flicker of black energy.

As the sword filled with energy split the space, a rupture occurred.

phut!

Wijiok narrowed his eyes for a moment.

It was clearly half a step behind, but when I turned around, Seol-hwa was nowhere to be seen.

That was when.

A new form of Sulwha appeared from the side of the upper hell.

Weijiheok immediately thrust his sword towards it.

Seolhwa didn’t even fight back and just took a half step back.

Papak.

This time the movement wasn’t so subtle that it was invisible.

Wijiok shook his head.

I began to wonder if the previous situation where I had gotten out of my own way was perhaps an illusion.

However, those watching from below could vaguely see Seol-hwa’s movements.

Seolhwa was barely avoiding the sword of the underworld.

But that appearance seemed like it was luring the underworld.

How much time has passed?

The nature of the confrontation remained the same as the first.

The story was within the gap of the upper hell.

But he narrowly avoided the sword of Hell.

Whoosh!

Wei Zhiyue swung his sword downwards with a force that seemed to split Mount Tai, but Seolhwa dodged exactly half a step to the side.

There was only one thought in Wei Zhiyue’s head.

‘Just a little more.’

It was exactly one span.

By that difference, Seolhwa was able to escape from the sword of Hell.

“Gasp, gasp.”

Wijiok held his breath without realizing it.

There were stories of martial arts masters who fought for three days and nights, but none of the later masters had reached that level.

Wijiok swung his sword without stopping for more than half an hour.

There, the sword was spread out.

If it weren’t for this tiring, it would actually be strange.

Sway.

The body of the underworld shook slightly.

It wasn’t shaken by the opponent’s attack.

I was exhausted.

That was when.

A dagger flew in from the direction where the upper world was collapsing.

Whoosh!

It was a blow filled with an unexpected killing intent.

Wijiok quickly turned around without realizing it.

Seolhwa’s blood-curdling sword barely brushed the hem of his clothes.

From then on, the situation became completely opposite.

Wijiok was in a hurry to avoid Seolhwa’s attack.

Wi Ji-yak bit his lip as he watched the non-combat scene.

I couldn’t accept the scene where the best warrior in the Weishi Dynasty was made fun of off-stage.

That was intentionally not finishing the fight.

Hell was not something that could be avoided just by a hair’s breadth.

The opponent’s sword was simply aiming for the hem of Weijiok’s clothes.

However, the person being attacked was mistaken in thinking that he had narrowly avoided the opponent’s sword.

“Gasp gasp.”

The upper hell took a deep breath.

The hell stopped as if it could no longer move.

Then he took the rider’s seat.

His Nakwol sword was shaking from side to side like a poplar tree.

If someone saw it, they would mistake it for a tree branch blowing in the strong wind.

Only then did the people present realize the futility of the story.

“Wow, she is indeed the goddess of the snowy mountains.”

“Yeah, you’re saying you’ll look after your opponent. But why don’t you give up on the fight?”

“That’s right. If the goddess of Seolsan Mountain saw it that way, shouldn’t we give up at this point?”

“If that’s the case, then I have nothing to say even if I get hit.”

When they saw it, the content of the non-combat was overwhelming.

But I couldn’t accept the fact that Wi Ji-yak was standing on the stage.

It was a difference of just one span.

He thought his opponent had luckily avoided his sword by a span of a foot.

Of course, it was an illusion created by the story.

While everyone was in an uproar, there was someone who was the most surprised to see the rain.

He was Peng Heuk-bin of the Habuk Pengga clan.

Peng Hyuk-bin suddenly remembered a proverb.

It was said that it was dark under the lamp.

I didn’t know that my younger brother Hanbin’s maid had such great martial arts skills.

It’s not that I didn’t know that he had mastered a certain level of martial arts.

But I didn’t know it would be this much.

“Huh, without even knowing that, I’m running errands here and there… … .”

He trailed off.

Even if she was a maid, it was polite to treat her with such high-level martial arts skills.

However, her younger sister, Hanbin, was using that unmanned person as a mere maid.

“her.”

Another sigh escaped me.

As I thought of Hanbin buried in the ground, a mix of emotions swirled through my head.

That was when.

A voice he had heard many times rang in his ears.

“Is it pretty good?”

Peng Hyuk-bin turned his head.

At that moment, Peng Hyuk-bin’s eyes grew wide.

There, none other than Hanbin was smiling brightly.

The only thing that had changed was the uniform.

It was Hanbin who usually wore a red military uniform.

But now, like the members of the Red Blood Tiger Corps, they were wearing gray uniforms.

Other than that, nothing had changed.

Peng Hyuk-bin, whose lips had been quivering, opened his mouth.

“Hanbin… … .”

But before he could finish speaking, Hanbin’s index finger covered Peng Heukbin’s lips.

“Please calm down, hyung.”

“What the hell happened? How did it come out?”

“I’ll tell you about that later. I have one favor to ask.”

Hanbin smiled brightly.

Peng Hyuk-bin’s eyes widened at that laughter.

It’s clearly my younger brother, Hanbin, but something has changed.

There was a strange dizziness to the laughter now.

‘Why does it look like the smile of a monk who has attained enlightenment?’

Peng Hyuk-bin looked at Han Bin closely.

That was when.

There were cheers all around.

“Wow!”

“The Snow Mountain Goddess won.”

“This was a strangely interesting fight.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

While the audience was in an uproar, a pale-faced Wei Ji-ok was being supported and brought down from the stage.

Judging from the fact that his feet were in the air, he appeared to be completely unconscious.