Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 452



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452. For the Nation (3)

The tree that Hanbin jumped up was that tall.

Hanbin, who was balancing on one foot on the tree, took a moment to catch his breath.

“phew.”

Thanks to pouring all his energy into the final battle with Sang-Hwa-Ho, Han-Bin’s energy was now almost depleted.

But the gains from this showdown were more than enough.

It wasn’t a simple reward like winning.

Hanbin felt that he had become more mature through this fight.

It was a spiritual maturity, not a level of martial arts.

In fact, I never thought that I would be pushed to the edge while pushing my opponent to the edge.

However, when I faced Wi Sang-ho’s martial arts, I realized that it was I who was pushed to the edge.

What if the heavenly seal hadn’t come out then?

It was clear that it was Hanbin who had collapsed on the Mangun Bridge.

It would be nice to have absolute martial arts skills, but you also need the wisdom to subdue your enemies with little force.

“I should learn some military tactics!”

Hanbin muttered to himself.

If someone on the Mangun Bridge heard it right now, they would be shocked.

But Hanbin was sincere.

Going through this experience made me realize that I lack wisdom.

Although he was filled with shallow strategies while serving as the leader of the Demon Swordsmen, he was still lacking in wisdom.

That was when.

The Yonglin Sword Technique sparkled and new words appeared.

[The owner of Yongrin can obtain the wisdom scattered throughout the world.]

At that moment, Hanbin’s eyes widened.

How can one gain wisdom without martial arts?

If the knot is visible to the martial artists, is wisdom visible to the scholars?

Yongrin Sword Technique did not answer Hanbin’s question either.

The words Hanbin had read simply disappeared as if nothing had happened.

In fact, the problem now was finding the traces left behind by Dokgo Jin.

Hanbin spread out the eighteen steps of begging again.

Sasa-sak.

The place Hanbin headed to was the top of Gyeongrak Mountain.

Hanbin, who reached the peak of Gyeongraksan Mountain, quietly looked up at the stone pagoda.

I don’t know how they built the nine-story stone pagoda at such a high place, but at the top of Gyeongraksan Mountain, there was a nine-story stone pagoda called Manpodae.

According to legend, Manpodae was built to resemble the eyes of Buddha.

In fact, if you look at the top of the nine-story stone pagoda, it seems like the eyes of Buddha are floating around, embracing all living beings.

There is also a story that the river flowing under Gyeongraksan Mountain is so clear because it is reflected by Manpodae.

Hanbin briefly clasped his hands together in front of Manpodae.

“Buddha, I’m sorry, but I have to come to my senses urgently. Please excuse me.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin jumped up to the top of the tower in one go.

Hanbin climbed to the top of the tower and hid himself in the shade.

Then I looked around carefully.

There was one reason for being so cautious.

It was assumed that there might be someone around who had higher martial arts skills than oneself.

There’s nothing wrong with being cautious.

Hanbin, who had been observing for a while, tilted his head.

Hanbin came here and focused his sense of smell to search for traces of Dokgo Jin.

However, even Hanbin’s sense of smell could not find any trace of Dokgo Jin.

There was no sign of rain and the wind wasn’t blowing very hard.

If that was the case, it would have been normal for there to have been traces left behind.

What on earth happened?

That was when.

A strange looking boat passes by between the Saetgang River flowing under Gyeongraksan Mountain.

It was so white that it felt like snowballs were floating on the water.

Every part of the ship was white.

Even the sails, which should have been polluted by the dust storm, were white.

The white sails were blowing in the wind like puffed-up balls, heading somewhere.

I have never seen a ship like that in my past life.

Is it by any chance the devil’s cult?

It was definitely not a cult.

If the Demonic Cult fought like crazy, then there was no way I hadn’t seen such a ship in my past life.

At that moment, Hanbin’s heart raced.

It was because of a strange feeling of anxiety that came over me.

Hanbin quickly jumped down from the tower.

He started running down the mountain where the small river flowed.

There was only one place here that could accommodate a boat of that size.

Hanbin’s gaze, which had moved to the river, stopped at one place.

A green-robed man was lying on the gravel ground.

In Hanbin’s eyes, he was none other than Dokgo Jin.

Hanbin, who couldn’t understand why the absolute ruler of Gangnam Sapa was lying there, ran over in a hurry.

Hanbin quickly turned Dokgo Jin over from the prone position.

Then, he took hold of his pulse and placed his hand on the tip of his nose.

At that moment, Hanbin’s eyes widened.

His breathing and pulse were becoming fainter.

If he had been even a moment late, Hanbin would have had to see the corpse instead of the living Dokgo Jin.

Hanbin checked Dokgo Jin’s condition.

His face was bloodless and his hands were as cold as ice.

Judging by the lack of bloodstains around him, he must have been poisoned.

Hanbin swallowed dry saliva.

If Dokgo Jin dies here, the mastermind will be buried in the ground.

If Dokgo Jin had died here, a war like the one that never happened in his previous life could have broken out.

The Great Battle of Jeongsa?

Hanbin looked at the white ship that was becoming a dot in the distance.

Hanbin thought that what he was trying to catch might not be the tail but the body.

But right now, saving Dokgo Jin came first.

Hanbin quickly examined the herbivore.

Fortunately, thanks to the effects of the return of gold, I was able to revive the knight.

If it was a knight’s revival, it was clear that it would be possible to restore him to a level where his life would not be in danger.

Hanbin grabbed Dokgo Jin’s wrist and quickly revived him.

A phrase that appears momentarily.

[Not enough aerodynamics.]

Hanbin quickly checked the aerodynamics of the team.

[Gong (功): Oh (五)]

Since I ran here right after the final battle with Phase-Ho, I had used up most of my energy.

Even if we were to say that he had only about five years of energy left,

The effort required to revive the knights was fifteen years.

If that’s the case, then exactly five years of effort is lacking.

Hanbin looked at Dokgo Jin with pitiful eyes.

The cause is poison… … .

This problem could have been solved if only Cheonghwa had come.

As Dokgo Jin’s breathing became fainter, Hanbin unconsciously snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

Hanbin snapped his fingers and shook his head.

There was no way Cheonghwa could find where she was.

Hanbin had to find another way.

At that moment, a noise was heard from behind.

When Hanbin turned his head, he saw two new figures running towards him.

Sasaak. Sasaak.

The two new models lightly approached Hanbin.

Did Hanbin’s intention get through?

The two were none other than Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

Hanbin quickly shouted to Cheonghwa.

“Cheong-hwa! The poison from the body of the great swordsman Dokgo Jin… … .”

Before Hanbin could finish speaking, Cheonghwa quickly placed her hand on Dokgo Jin’s chest.

Then he poured his venom into Dokgo Jin’s body.

It was like sending away a welcome gift.

There must be a point of contact between the poison in the opponent’s body and the poison in Cheonghwa’s body in order to absorb the poison in the body.

Cheonghwa closed her eyes and checked Dokgo Jin’s physical condition.

After blinking a few times, Cheonghwa opened her eyes.

At the same time, the poison that Cheong-hwa had released completely disappeared.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“You’ve worked hard, Cheonghwa.”

“Oh, Your Majesty… … .”

Cheonghwa looked at Hanbin in confusion.

“Cheonghwa, what’s going on?”

“Dokgo Daehyeop is not addicted. There is no poison in his body, Your Majesty.”

“There’s no poison?”

Hanbin, who was muttering to himself, looked at Dokgo Jin again.

This condition could not have occurred without poison.

Hanbin caught Dokgo Jin’s pulse again.

A groan escaped Hanbin’s mouth as he examined Dokgo Jin’s blood vessels.

“… …Ice work.”

Hanbin, who had said those words, quickly nodded to Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

“Please take care of Dokgo Daehyeop.”

Hanbin sat Dokgo Jin down.

After fixing his body in a cross-legged position, he entrusted Seolhwa and Cheonghwa with keeping him from moving.

Hanbin quickly took off his shirt.

When he took off his shirt, his muscles were exposed.

His body was covered in muscles that did not match his age.

Hanbin quickly examined his chest.

As expected, there was ice on the skin in the expected location.

Clearly, the iceberg was right.

Was there anyone in the Central Plains who used ice magic?

However, there was no sect that could use such a powerful ice attack.

I had to worry about that later.

The ice that started from his heart continued to his left hand.

I looked at his left hand and saw that it was clenched tightly.

Hanbin spread his left hand.

In the palm of his hand was a small lump of ice.

Hanbin shook off the ice chunk.

Dokgo Jin’s current condition was that the blood vessel from his left palm to his heart was frozen.

In short, it has become an artificial state of suffocation.

Hanbin put his heart on the frozen spot.

Then he quickly recalled the first step of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Lightning strike.’

And then he poured out all the remaining energy of speed.

Sasa-sak.

Sasa-sak.

Hanbin quickly rubbed the wound from the ice with his palm.

Hanbin’s hands moved so fast that it was invisible to the eye.

Hanbin moved his hands and spoke in a low voice.

“Dokgo Daehyeop, I know that your hearing is normal now.”

“… … .”

“When the blood vessels return, quickly turn the small circulatory system. I will create a small gap.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin’s hands became even faster.

Seolhwa, who was looking at Hanbin, tilted her head.

I know Dokgo Jin’s condition is critical, but I don’t understand the treatment method right now.

In Seolhwa’s view, it was a problem that could be easily solved by letting the extreme heat flow through Jangsim.

But I didn’t understand how it could be solved by force like that.

But no matter how I looked at it, Hanbin’s appearance was sincere.

Contrary to Seol-hwa’s thoughts, Dokgo Jin, who was sitting cross-legged, was breathing a sigh of relief inwardly.

What he got was an ice blast.

The method was so vicious that the ice blast did not freeze the blood vessels, but rather the blood vessels surrounding the blood vessels.

When someone is hit by an iceberg, it usually means that extreme yang energy is being driven into the body.

What if you receive a polar opposite in your current situation?

It was obvious that the blood vessels would be torn like rags.

Even as he lay dying, Dokgo Jin was amazed by Hanbin’s prescription.

Can you be that careful at your age?

Besides, how do you know about this treatment method?

Dokgo Jin thought that the four Confucius of Habukpengga might be a master who had returned to the throne.

That was when.

A small crack appeared in the frozen blood vessel.

At that moment, Dokgo Jin clenched his teeth.

Hanbin rubbed his hands without stopping.

As I rubbed my palms faster and faster, I could smell the burning meat.

That was when.

A low groan escaped Dokgo Jin’s mouth.

“Ugh.”

Hanbin stopped moving at that sound.

Then he spoke quietly to Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

“You guys just stay there for a moment.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“all right.”

As the two answered at the same time, Hanbin took Dokgo Jin’s pulse again.

This time, what I caught was his left wanjuk.

The reason why I couldn’t check the symptoms when I held the right Wanmaek was because the Bingkong energy was precisely controlling the area from the left hand’s palm to the heart.

The energy of the ice ball did not spread out from the heart to any other place, as if it had eaten everything it could eat.