Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 457



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457. Uninvited Guest (2)

The other person tapped Hyomyeong’s shoulder, who had a sad look on his face.

“Don’t cry, why are you so timid?”

The opponent looked at Hyomyeong with a triumphant expression.

Hyomyeong asked at the sight of his confident opponent.

“Do you have a way?”

“Of course. If you call me Unnie, I’ll teach you.”

The opponent puffed out his chest and looked at Hyomyeong with a confident face.

It was an expression that showed that anyone who looked at it knew the method.

Hyomyeong opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Uh… … No, I’m a year older than you, so why are you calling me Unnie?”

“Quiet, your voice is too loud.”

When the other person put his index finger to his lips, Hyo-myeong only then covered his mouth.

Looking closely, the guard warrior of the Habuk Pengga who was walking away stops and looks back.

Hyomyeong quickly held his breath.

Hyomyeong finally let out his breath when he saw the guard tilting his head while looking behind him and then moving his feet again.

“phew.”

“You’ve also learned martial arts.”

The other person smiled brightly at Hyo-myeong.

Hyomyeong narrowed his eyes again.

The opponent waved his hand as if he found Hyomyeong amusing.

“Why are you looking at me like that? This is like my home.”

“Then, are you from Habukpangga?”

“No, I just have a close friend who lives here… … .”

“hmm.”

“Don’t look at me like that. Let’s just be friends. Think about it carefully. I look more like you, but you keep insisting that I’m your older sister.”

“… … .”

Hyomyeong narrowed his eyes even further, not knowing what the other person was trying to say.

“It’s scary when you make such a face. Since we’re only one year apart, let’s just be friends. I heard that in martial arts, ten years is considered the same age.”

“Are you a martial artist?”

“Well, let me say it. My name is Jeong So-yeon.”

“Well, then I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Hyomyeong.”

Hyomyeong held out his hand.

The two held hands as if they had made a promise.

Hyomyeong secretly gathered his strength into a bet.

Since the opponent was a martial artist, I wanted to try it out.

There was no way he would have had any internal energy at such a young age.

At first glance, it didn’t look like he had learned any martial arts.

Of course, I had no intention of harming the opponent, so I infused him with an appropriate amount of internal energy.

For a moment, their hands that were holding each other trembled slightly.

Brrrr.

The trembling grew louder and louder, until it looked as if they were shaking hands in joy.

Hyomyeong opened his eyes wide.

It was true that the opponent said he was a martial artist.

The opponent was raising his true energy according to his internal energy.

Hyomyeong heard from the palace guards that his internal energy was at its peak.

I heard that the peak is a level of martial arts that does not exist in small villages.

I also heard that it was a realm that was absolutely impossible for Hyomyeong’s peers to achieve.

However, he was surprised when his opponent raised his internal energy level according to his own.

Hyomyeong narrowed his eyes even further.

Her eyes were like buttonholes.

The person Hyo-myeong was looking at was none other than Jeong So-yeon.

She was the granddaughter of the master blacksmith Jeong Cheol-min of Habuk Blacksmith Shop and the granddaughter of Sado-ryeon Dokgo-ryeon.

The one who brought Jeong So-yeon here was Dokgo Jin, the head of the Gangnam branch of the Sadoryeon Association.

While staying at Yeongdansan Mountain with her grandmother, Dokgo Ryun, she studied martial arts intensively.

As a result, the seeds of internal energy were established in the danjeon, and it became enough to protect the body from neighborhood bullies.

Judging by his lineage and skills, he was a worthy martial artist.

Of course, if Grandfather Jeong Cheol-min knew, he would be horrified.

What is the reason that Dokgo Ryun and Jeong Cheol-min live separately?

It was to protect children from the swordsmanship of the martial artists.

There was a bit of a story behind Jeong So-yeon learning martial arts.

Jeong So-yeon wanted to learn martial arts to match the person she liked, who was a martial artist.

Of course, Dokgo-ryeon opposed it.

At that moment, Jeong So-yeon’s one word made Dokgo-ryeon have no choice but to teach her his martial arts.

It was an assumption, ‘What if my grandfather had learned martial arts?’

The question was whether, if they were both martial artists, they wouldn’t have had to be apart for such a long time.

After hearing that question, Dokgo-ryeon went into his room without saying a word and did not come out for three days.

I gained insight from one question from my granddaughter.

Of course, Jeong So-yeon thought it was because her grandmother was shocked and was still feeling sorry.

Dokgo-ryeon, who had achieved enlightenment, shared his internal energy with his granddaughter using the techniques of the martial arts school.

Thanks to this, Jeong So-yeon possessed peak internal energy without even knowing it.

In addition, he taught me some ascension techniques.

That was the Ihwa Geumnasu that Jeong So-yeon was unfolding without even knowing it.

Ihwageumnasoo was a grafting technique that focused more on defense than offense.

Ihwageumnasoo literally grabs the opponent and sends back their energy.

This was a useful technique when holding a sharp weapon or handling firearms in a blacksmith shop.

Jeong So-yeon is unknowingly spreading the Ihwa Geumnasoo and sending back Hyo-myeong’s internal energy.

It was like the sun looking into a mirror.

What would the sun look like if it looked in a mirror?

You might frown and ask, “How can someone be so bright?”

Hyo-myeong’s condition was like that now.

Hyomyeong shouted without realizing it.

“Let go!”

Because my internal energy has reached its limit.

If I pulled out my spirits any further here, I felt like I would get hurt and my opponent would get hurt too.

For a moment, the other person seemed embarrassed and let go of my hand.

“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about something else for a moment… … .”

“You were thinking of something else?”

“I have something on my mind.”

“worry?”

Hyomyeong leaned his upper body and put his ear to it.

It was my first time having a conversation like this with my peers.

In the palace, there were only older brothers and sisters than her.

They never confided their worries to anyone, no matter what situation they encountered.

But when a child he was seeing for the first time tried to confide in him about his worries, Hyomyeong forgot his own situation.

Conversely, the same was true for Jeong So-yeon.

During the few months I stayed at Yeongdansan, all I encountered were old men with rough faces.

They were also ugly old men wielding swords.

If you get to know them, they are kind-hearted, but how can you share your true feelings with them?

Jeong So-yeon opened her mouth without realizing it.

“Actually, there’s a warrior I know here… … .”

Hyomyeong asked, seeming impatient as his words trailed off slightly.

“You’re a warrior?”

“Yes, sir. I came to check on him.”

After finishing speaking, Jeong So-yeon quietly looked up at the sky.

Of course, the person Jeong So-yeon was talking about was Han Bin.

I don’t know if it’s a feeling of love or a feeling of looking up to an idol.

I said Musa because I thought that if I said Confucius, it would be immediately revealed that I was the Four Confucius of the Hebei Peng family.

Hyomyeong nodded as if he understood after seeing Jeong Soyeon’s expression.

“Yeah, I know how you feel.”

“Huh? You know? How?”

Hyomyeong made a sad expression as he looked at Jeong So-yeon, who happily asked him questions.

“There’s a warrior I like, too. But because of our differences in status… … .”

“There is no such thing as high or low in occupations. Cheer up.”

Jeong So-yeon couldn’t help but be mistaken.

Hyomyeong’s clothes were plain, even shabby, except for his hair decoration.

There, as I wandered between the pavilions, I was covered in dust.

So, it was inevitable that they felt that the difference in status was that Hyomyeong was below and the other person was above.

An illusion is an illusion, and Jeong So-yeon immediately realized that her gaze was like Hyo-myeong’s.

Hyomyeong also nodded.

“Okay, let’s be friends. But how do we get out of this situation?”

“Formation? What formation?”

“We’re trapped in our own formation.”

“You, you’re a newbie in the martial arts world. There’s no such thing as a formation here.”

“What do you mean? I heard that the Murim Segae always sets up their formation in forests like this.”

“That would only happen if a war broke out. Where is the person who normally sets up formations? By any chance… … .”

“By any chance? What is it?”

“You, did you learn Gangho from a book?”

“hmm.”

Hyomyeong swallowed his sigh.

Jeong So-yeon’s last words hit the nail on the head.

Everything Hyomyeong had heard about Gangho was in books.

Hyomyeong looked at Jeong Soyeon with sad eyes, feeling pessimistic about his situation.

“Yes, that’s right. I was sick and just stayed home.”

“Uh, I’m sorry.”

Jeong So-yeon grabbed Hyo-myeong’s hand.

Then he got up from his seat.

Jeong So-yeon crossing the forest while holding onto Hyomyeong.

Hyomyeong, who had been following him silently, asked.

“Where are you going?”

“We have to get out of here.”

“Oh, I see.”

Hyomyeong decided to trust Jeong Soyeon for now.

Although it was inside the walls of Habukpangga, she felt like this place was a martial arts world.

After walking for a while, Jeong So-yeon stopped walking.

widely.

She sat down quietly.

Seeing that everyone was hiding their bodies, Hyomyeong quickly hid himself and observed the area ahead.

In the front, the Habukpang family members were talking.

At that moment, Hyomyeong almost screamed.

Although he was too far away to see clearly, one of the figures conversing from afar was clearly Peng Hanbin, the Four Princes of Habuk Pengga whom he had been searching for.

They were sitting comfortably next to the training ground.

Judging from the occasional laughter, it seemed like they were having quite an interesting conversation.

Of course, we were too far away to hear the exact conversation.

Hyomyeong stuck his head out to listen to their conversation.

But the conversation was still not heard.

Hyomyeong took a step forward without realizing it.

Jeong So-yeon caught Hyomyeong as he was trying to run out of the forest and towards the training ground.

“fizzle.”

“sorry.”

They both nodded.

Both of them were uninvited guests from Habukpangga’s point of view.

If I made a mistake, I might get caught in the Habuk Pengga.

Hyomyeong and Jeong Soyeon just watched them quietly.

Hyomyeong, who had been watching for a while, furrowed his brows.

“Soyeon, who are those girls over there?”

“They look like Seolhwa and Cheongha… … .”

“Then what about those ladies over there? Why are their clothes so strange?”

“Those ladies? I know that too… … .”

Jeong So-yeon trailed off.

Everyone knows that Seolhwa and Cheonghwa are Hanbin’s maids.

But the two mature women behind them were people that Jeong So-yeon was seeing for the first time.

Although Seol-hwa and Cheong-hwa felt a sense of kinship, the two mature women seemed to be from completely different worlds.

Jeong So-yeon touched herself from head to toe without realizing it.

Then he shook his head as if disappointed.

Compared to those two, she couldn’t be called a woman.

He was just an ordinary kid you could see in the neighborhood.

What was interesting was that Hyomyeong was behaving exactly like Jeong Soyeon.

* * *

Meanwhile, the one who was being watched by Hyomyeong was none other than Lee Mu-myeong.

As the dinner between the head of the household, the royal family, and the leaders of the alumni began, Lee Mu-myeong quietly left the place.

In fact, Imoo-myeong didn’t care at all about visiting the palace.

The conversation we’re having now also centered around the secret of Imoo-myeong’s birth.

Lee Mu-myeong, who had been talking to Seol-hwa, looked back.

“Where did my lord go? There are so many things I want to ask you, but you disappeared… … .”

“I don’t know either.”

The person who answered was Baek Mi-rang.

He also took care of the black rice that was next to him.

“If Hao-mun doesn’t know, then no one in the world knows. Sir, we actually have a lot to ask Confucius.”

They were all waiting for Hanbin.

That was when.

A huge new model approached them.

Imoo-myeong quickly threw a ball at him.

“Are you here, Your Majesty?”

“Have you seen the Four Princes by any chance? This guard.”

“We are also looking for it.”

“fizzle.”

The head of the law enforcement agency, Peng Dae-wi, put his index finger to his lips, picked up a branch, and mercilessly threw it in the direction of the forest.

Shhh!