Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 42



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Episode 42. Shadow Warrior (1)

Papak!

Imoo-myeong hurriedly stepped back.

But, it is impossible to be faster than an arrow.

He charged his sword with energy and quickly struck down Hanbin’s sword.

visor!

At that moment, he felt a tingling pain in his wrist.

Hanbin’s sword was that heavy.

For a moment, Hanbin’s open shoulders were visible.

It wasn’t Lee Mu-myeong who would miss that opportunity.

He turned his sword again and cut Hanbin’s shoulder.

Crunch!

Although shallow, it was clear that the sword had eaten into the skin.

At the same time, a loud thud rang in my ears.

Bam!

The pain continues.

I glanced down and saw that the scabbard was touching my waist.

Hanbin smiled.

Hanbin, who caught his attention with his sword, succeeded in striking Imoo-myeong in the side with his sword sheath.

He got a shallow wound on his arm and got a concussion.

[Check the seal with the dragon’s eyes.]

[You have obtained the basic version of the Yongrin Sword Technique.]

[Basic]

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[Back. Back]

… …

The blessing became twofold.

I felt the blood flowing into my arm slowly stop.

Of course it was an illusion, but I couldn’t hide my excitement.

From experience, the lucky charm is harder to obtain than the applied charm.

Hanbin, who thought he had caught the king crab, laughed heartily.

Imoo-myeong narrowed his eyes at that smile.

Clearly, his attack was not light. As proof, blood was flowing from Hanbin’s arm.

But you’re laughing?

That was definitely pure fun.

When have you ever seen a person enjoying a game like this?

It definitely didn’t exist in Gangnam.

Besides, the herb I just wrote was not ordinary.

Imoo-myeong couldn’t tell where Hanbin’s attack had just come from.

Imoo-myeong touched his waist.

At the end, I avoided the vital point slightly, but I hit the blood vessel with the scabbard?

It was a method that could not have come from the old-fashioned approach of the Jeongpa. In his opinion, this approach was a truly creative method.

Lee Moo-myung, who was about to acknowledge Han-bin, opened his eyes wide.

He realized that the swordsman he was trying to acknowledge was a direct descendant of the Habuk Peng family.

A swordsman from a renowned swordsmanship family?

Imoo-myeong thought that Hanbin’s existence was truly a waste.

Even though he was nominated as a candidate for the head of the household, will the Pang family acknowledge that the swordsman will become the head of the household in the final stage?

That was impossible.

This was exactly the same as his situation in Hanamjeongga.

Imoo-myeong was able to understand Hanbin.

I thought that perhaps this obsession with rain was a way to appease the resentment in my heart.

Imoo-myeong thought that today he would have fun hanging out with this young swordsman who would represent Habuk in the future.

Imoo-myeong’s sword, with its sharp sword energy, struck within Hanbin’s gap.

Phew!

Hanbin disappeared from his seat in the blink of an eye.

The effectiveness of lightning-quick swordsmanship among the Yongrin sword techniques!

Imoo-myeong’s eyes grew even wider.

He smacked his lips without realizing it.

Of course, Hanbin also had the same taste.

Of course, the meaning was different.

The reason Hanbin’s appetite was returning was because he had discovered a new taste in Imoo-myeong.

visor!

visor!

A fierce battle unfolded and time passed.

Hanbin used lightning again.

Now the number of merits remaining is five.

No matter how long this feat would last, all the knots that Imoo-myeong had had to be removed.

Hanbin used the imminent first attack again.

Now the number of air forces remaining is two.

Hanbin, who was running towards Imoo-myeong like an arrow with a sense of urgency, picked up his sword again.

Imoo-myeong smiled brightly at that sight, because the same method was so obvious.

But Hanbin threw the scabbard away carelessly.

widely!

Perhaps it was intended to reduce the range of motion.

Hanbin’s sword, which was flying towards him, was cut straight down.

A shape that pushes horizontally rather than stabbing.

Imoo-myeong widened his strides to try to get out of Hanbin’s way.

That was when.

Sway.

Imoo-myeong lost his balance.

‘what?’

Imoo-myeong quickly checked his feet and opened his eyes wide.

The scabbard that Hanbin had thrown a moment ago was rolling around under his feet.

When he thought, “Oh no!”, the tip of Hanbin’s sword changed direction.

Whoosh!

Imoo-myeong avoided Hanbin’s sword blade flying through the wind by shifting his center of gravity to his lower body and bending his upper body backward using the Iron Plate Bridge technique.

Now is the time to counterattack.

Imoo-myeong, who had raised his body, aimed his sword at Han-bin’s lower body.

No, I was trying to do that.

Hanbin’s sword, which he thought had passed away, was waiting on Imoo-myeong’s chest. To be exact, the handle of the sword.

Hanbin hit Imoo-myeong in the chest with the handle of his sword.

puck!

[Check the knot with the dragon’s eye.]

[You have obtained the sword from the application of the Yongrin Sword Technique.]

A smile spread across Hanbin’s lips.

Imoo-myeong was truly the king.

A new application convenience spell on top of the healing effect spell!

However, Hanbin had to quickly get away from Imoo Myung’s gap while laughing.

phut!

Imoo-myeong charged like a wild horse, his sword making a piercing sound.

The sound of metal clashing with metal resonated ceaselessly throughout the training grounds.

In the continued battle, Hanbin was left with only one air power left.

Now that I had exhausted all my energy, I had to get out of there a bit.

How much time has passed?

visor!

Their swords clashed.

Hanbin knew that this was the last time.

There was only one air force left.

At that time, Imoo-myeong and Hanbin’s swords were strangely intertwined.

The two swords stuck together like magnets.

Sssssss.

Those who were watching the match opened their eyes wide.

It changed from a showdown between the herbivores to a showdown between internal energy.

The blue energy entangled at the tip of the sword was in a tense confrontation.

As the sword gained energy, Hanbin lost all his remaining energy.

That was when.

The internal energy in my danjeon stirred and rose up the sword.

Hanbin opened his eyes wide.

I used to feel that the internal energy in my dantian and the energy of the Yongrin Sword Technique were the same, but now I realize that they are separate.

It was natural, since I had never exhausted all of the power of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

In a way, it was an unexpected coincidence.

Hanbin’s smile grew deeper. At the same time, Lee Moo-myung also smiled.

How long has it been since I swung my sword like this!

There was no need for a fight anymore.

I could feel my opponent’s emotions through the swords we clashed.

Imoo-myeong felt like he was the seed of the story of Baek-a-jeol-hyeon.

Of course, Hanbin looked up into the air, not at Imoo-myeong, and sorted out his thoughts.

That was when.

Swish.

The dark energy that had been entangled with each other disappeared like melting snow on a spring day.

At the same time, Hanbin and Lee Moo-myung took a step back.

Hanbin said.

“Would you like to do this far?”

“It was fun.”

Imoo-myeong faced off with a lottery ticket.

The upper bodies of the two swordsmen were covered in cuts here and there.

To the onlookers, both were losers.

However, both of them had smiles on their faces as if they were satisfied.

At that moment, Madam Jeonghwa turned her head as she saw the two.

“joy.”

Right now, a thousand fires were boiling inside Madam Jeonghwa.

It was only for a limited time of six months, but until then, Imoo-myeong was his own sword.

But seeing him disobey the order to kill and be so polite to the other person made me want to add another picture to my album.

In Madam Jeonghwa’s opinion, it was not because Imoo-myeong lacked skill that he was unable to kill Hanbin.

Clearly, Imoo-myeong did not use his own method of breaking his own life.

It was clearly an act of insubordination that he did not use his ultimate attack on Hanbin, which would have taken his internal energy to the limit and ended his opponent’s life in an instant.

Hanbin is the enemy who clipped the wings of two of his children.

If Imoo-myeong kills Han-bin this time, both Peng Mu-bin, who is in the brain prison, and Peng Gyeong-bin, who was forced into a closed prison, will be released.

At that moment, Mrs. Jeonghwa’s breathing became ragged.

That was when.

Madam Jeong-hwa, who had lost her mind, snatched Imoo-myeong’s sword and reached out.

Phew.

Everyone’s mouth opened at Madam Jeonghwa’s sword heading towards Hanbin’s heart.

It was when Hanbin, who felt the urge to live, tried to dodge the sword.

widely!

Imoo-myeong grabbed Madam Jeong-hwa’s wrist.

“Madam, please stop.”

“How could you… … .”

“The competition is over. Now I will return to Hanamjeongga.”

“… … .”

Imoo-myeong, who took the sword from Madam Jeong-hwa, gave it to Han-bin.

“Thank you for teaching me.”

“Thank you too, Grandmaster.”

Hanbin was deeply absorbed in the game.

The reason he said he would leave now is probably because he has grown tired of Sega’s politics.

At that moment, the warriors who had gathered to watch the two’s fight began to strike the ground with their swords at the same time.

Boom! Boom!

It was praise for the two who displayed thrilling martial arts.

At first glance, the warriors of the law enforcement agency and the subordinates of the Tiger Corps were visible.

When the noise died down, Hanbin turned around and shouted at the warriors of the Tiger Corps.

“Let’s eat now!”

“Your name.”

Joho, who was standing at the very front, took a deep dive.

As the warriors headed towards the restaurant like an ebb tide, Hanbin also tried to leave.

At that time, Imoo-myeong called Hanbin.

“Peng So-hyeop, I don’t know if this is off-topic, but I think we should go to the hospital before the restaurant.”

“Ah, first, rice… … .”

Hanbin couldn’t continue speaking.

Because Joho and Jang Sam grabbed both of his sleeves and pulled him.

Looking to the side, Sim Mi-ho is also sighing.

So Dae-seop was looking at the sky and muttering something else as if he had nothing to say.

Hanbin turned his head again and looked at Lee Moo-myung.

“Then let’s stop by first.”

“Okay, then let’s go together.”

Hanbin and Lee Moo-myung headed to the hospital together.

* * *

Kim Mu-byeong, the head of the Ui Party, has been having more worries these days.

The stockpiled medicinal herbs are starting to run out.

It wasn’t easy, with patients that would have taken years to show up in just two days.

Even though one member of the National Assembly was added, it was still difficult as the number of patients increased.

At the center of this trouble was the youngest prince, Hanbin.

However, the reason why I can’t just hate Hanbin is because his status has risen several times in just two days.

In a word, Hanbin is a special customer of Uidang.

It was hard work, but Hanbin’s actions and the status of the government were proportional, so there was nothing he could do.

“Ugh… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong, who was next to Kim Mu-byeong, tilted his head at the sound of his sigh.

“Why are you sighing so much, sir?”

“I guess I’ve been so busy these past two days that I haven’t had time to breathe. It’s not like my salary has gone up either… … .”

“You sound so comfortable, old man.”

“What does that mean?”

“Have you ever seen a person, or rather a person, who throws a patient next to you while you are sleeping?”

“Hey man, where can you find such a person!”

Kim Mu-byeong looked at Jang Ja-myeong as if he found it absurd.

“Then, what about the case where you were doing your business in the bathroom and a patient barged in?”

“Haha, that joke is too much.”

“Then have you ever worked yourself to death for a month without even receiving a salary?”

“It’s not fun, so let’s stop.”

Kim Mu-byeong, who had been waving his hand, tilted his head. This was because Jang Ja-myeong’s eyes were moist.

Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

“I have to do what I said so far for three more years.”

“… … .”

Kim Mu-byeong couldn’t say anything.

This is because what Jang Ja-myeong just said was closer to slavery than medicine.

Just then, someone came running out of breath.