Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 559
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559. New Wave (3)
The training began after leaving Habukpangga.
As they entered the entrance of the back mountain, Hanbin put masks on the footsteps.
They were riding up the mountain wearing nightgowns and coveralls, leaving only their eyes exposed.
There was no rest for them for a day and a half.
The masks were so cumbersome that they not only impeded their breathing, but also blocked the sweat from flowing down.
This felt like torture, not training.
What was even scarier was the Red Tiger Squad members who had been brought in as assistants.
All members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad wore red bands on their foreheads.
The most vicious of them all was Vice-Captain Sim Mi-ho.
She looked sad and polite when she was next to Hanbin, but in a word, she was a devil.
Even now she was squeezing the footnotes.
To her, the footnotes were nothing more than trainees.
Sim Mi-ho said in a low voice.
“Who answered? The answer is unanimous in evil.”
“evil!”
The footnotes shouted at the same time.
Once the training began, I couldn’t say ‘no’.
The only answer possible was ‘yes’.
Everything was written in the pledge.
It was also a rule of training to say ‘yes’ as ‘evil’.
Because of this, they had no choice but to shout ‘evil’ at Simmiho’s instructions.
It had long since shed the fancy dress of a footnote.
As Hanbin passed through the main gate of Habukpangga, he held out a pledge in front of them.
It was a special rule of this training that even death required the permission of the instructor.
It wasn’t just a whip.
Through this training, Hanbin promised strength.
Their hearts boiled like lava at that promise.
Of course, the lava cooled as it flowed down the mountainside.
Peng Hyuk-bin was observing their cooling passion through the mask.
It was clear that they were probably filled with regret instead of passion.
The reason Peng Heuk-bin came along now was because he was curious about Han Bin’s secret training method.
As the next head of the family, there was also a sense of duty that I had to know.
Only a day and a half had passed, but the road to Cheonsujang felt long.
What if you were there and received the same training?
I wonder if it can really hold out like that?
Perhaps they wouldn’t have been able to endure it if they hadn’t written the pledge.
It’s painful to just watch, so how can I endure it?
Of course, physical challenges weren’t the only hardships.
The footnotes were all giving up their positions.
They are the leaders of the Habuk Pengga.
What if they are now under the control of mere commanders and members of a military force?
It seemed like I could hear the sound of pride crumbling from here.
That was when.
Someone reached out to Peng Hyuk-bin.
“Would you like to eat this?”
When I turned my head, I saw Seolhwa holding a candy.
Peng Hyuk-bin flinched at the sight.
Although his dignity as the next head of the household was inflated, the current situation was too disharmonious.
Now the footnotes were screaming as they climbed the mountain.
The clothes that were neat at first became torn and worn out, giving them the appearance of beggars.
They said that a battlefield was unfolding right next door.
But when looking at Seolhwa’s innocent face, it seemed as if nothing was happening around her.
This point was so strange.
Seolhwa asked again.
“Your Highness, would you like some candy?”
“Okay, thanks. But let me ask you one thing.”
“Please speak, Your Majesty.”
“Do you not feel anything when you see that sight?”
“It’s training.”
“Cultivation… … .”
“Our Confucius said that there is no reason for a warrior to desire to become strong.”
“It doesn’t seem to matter to me.”
“Well, all you have to do is become stronger. Why you train like that doesn’t matter.”
“Do you think you can become stronger through that training?”
It was a sincere question.
You can never become strong using this method of training.
Seolhwa tilts her head.
“Your Highness, don’t you trust our Prince?”
“hmm.”
Peng Hyuk-bin coughed without realizing it.
Seolhwa’s eyes were filled with questions.
In some ways, it was one step ahead of the doubts that Peng Hyeok-bin had.
Peng Hyuk-bin coughed in vain and asked again.
“Even if physical training is considered training, it seems uncomfortable to wear a mask.”
“It’s not because of them that I put that on.”
“What does that mean?”
“That was put on because of the Red Blood Tiger Squad’s assistants.”
“You said it was because of the Red Blood Tigers and not the footnotes?”
“Yes, Sister Bu-ju, Brother Jo-ho, and Uncle Jang-sam are kind-hearted. They are not cruel enough to treat someone like that after seeing their face.”
“ah…….”
Peng Hyuk-bin let out an exclamation.
Peng Heok-bin, who had been quietly watching the story, shook his head at the assistants who were training the footnotes.
The story seemed sincere.
To Peng Hyuk-bin, they were as heartless and cold-hearted as if they were possessed by the devil!
Peng Heuk-bin suddenly wondered if he was a flower in a greenhouse.
In fact, he had to pass through countless corpses and fight through countless swords and swords to get here.
Peng Hyeok-bin looked into Seol-hwa’s eyes.
Seolhwa’s eyes were calm.
I even had the illusion that I was looking at Dongjeongho Lake without a single breath of wind.
Peng Hyuk-bin wondered what kind of life that child had lived.
According to Peng Hyeok-bin, he was a child who had been living on the streets as a beggar and had met Han-bin.
As he was growing curious, a white bottle suddenly appeared before Peng Heuk-bin’s eyes.
When I turned my head, my younger brother Hanbin was smiling brightly.
“Your throat must be sore from the dust. Why not have a drink? You can have some sweets as a side dish.”
“then…….”
Peng Hyuk-bin accepted the bottle of alcohol without any hesitation.
It was to maintain the dignity I had shown as an older brother to my younger brother.
I felt like if I showed any more emotions, my true nature as a brother would be revealed.
Peng Hyuk-bin turned his head slightly.
There, thick clouds were flowing and intertwined.
It was similar to the lives of the uninhabited people entangled in the waves of the world of martial arts.
Kang Ho-in gets entangled with others and flows along, but one day he disappears from sight and gets entangled with a new group again.
But clouds cannot last forever.
Peng Hyuk-bin looked at Han Bin.
Hanbin was just a cloud in the sky.
It’s a bit lumpy, but… … .
So, could it really be of some help to maintain the dispersing clouds a little longer?
Peng Hyuk-bin nodded quietly.
If you don’t have the strength, you can build up your strength in the future.
At that moment, the voices of the footnotes echoed again across the mountainside.
“evil!”
At that sound, Peng Hyuk-bin shook his head.
I will build up my strength, but that kind of method is out of the question.
* * *
A week later.
A group of beggars were gathered at the training ground of Cheonsujang.
Of course, their true identities were footnotes, but anyone could tell they were beggars.
His face was caked in mud, and there was no intact skin beneath his torn clothes.
Now they weren’t wearing masks.
It was not that the mask was taken off, but rather that the mask had been torn during training and was no longer there.
Their faces were bloodless, but their eyes were alive.
It was several times more intense than the look in the eyes of the secretaries as they completed their course here.
In a way, it was natural.
They went through a training process that was incomparably more intense than that of the scribes.
The scribes have prepared a course based on the standards of the general public, and the footnotes have prepared a course based on the standards of the unmanned.
The footnotes were of the highest order, with the most powerful martial artists.
Naturally, in order to raise their level, they needed a training method that suited them.
Their harsh training methods were similar to those of the Red Blood Tiger Sect.
Of course, Peng Hyeok-bin didn’t know the inside story.
But I definitely noticed a difference in their eyes.
Because it seemed like they could swallow up the world with just their eyes.
Peng Heuk-bin uncrossed his arms and tried to walk towards them.
It was intended to praise the hard work of the footnotes.
At that time, Hanbin stopped Penghyeokbin’s steps.
“Brother, just a moment.”
“… … .”
When Peng Hyuk-bin tilted his head, Han-bin pointed to the instructor, Sim Mi-ho.
Only then did Peng Hyuk-bin nod his head.
It seemed to indicate that the training was not yet completely finished.
At that time, Sim Mi-ho shouted at the footnotes.
“Thank you for your hard work this week!”
“evil.”
At the same time, a command resounded throughout the training ground.
Sim Mi-ho, who had been looking at the sight with satisfaction, continued speaking.
“Training is over.”
“evil!”
As the command rang out again, Sim Mi-ho took off the red band around her head and threw it on the floor.
Then he took a deep dive towards them.
Sim Mi-ho raised his head.
Her expression had completely changed.
During training, he appeared to be both venomous and cold.
Her dark skin sways gently.
She is smiling awkwardly.
The footnotes didn’t even respond to that laughter.
Even if Sim Mi-ho smiled, the impression she had during the training period could not have changed overnight.
Sim Mi-ho slightly lowered her head and opened her lips.
“Thank you for your hard work, my lords! You don’t have to give orders anymore. If you ever meet me at my home, don’t hate me.”
With those words, Sim Mi-ho turned around.
The expressions on the footnotes changed slightly.
There was no smile, and it certainly wasn’t a crying expression.
It was an innocent expression, like that of a child who couldn’t control his emotions.
A situation where you don’t know whether to cry or laugh.
After Sim Mi-ho left, Jang Sam and Jo Ho also came forward and politely gave them a round of applause.
Now there was no one in front of the footnotes,
The footnotes were lined up in a state of military discipline.
When the teaching assistants disappeared, I felt a sense of emptiness.
Even in that state, they did not let down their military discipline.
At that time, Hanbin pushed Penghyeokbin.
Then he nodded, as if to say that it was time for the owner to step forward.
Peng Hyuk-bin, who was pushed by Han Bin, stood in front of the attendants.
As Peng Hyeok-bin stood in front, the attendants shouted in unison.
“Chung! Meet the Archduke!”
Their voices echoed as if one person was speaking.
And then a heavy sound follows.
Boom! Boom!
It was a heavy sound, like someone hitting the floor with a hammer.
Peng Hyuk-bin reacted to the sound without realizing it.
They were now all raising their fists in unison.
The ‘thud’ sound was the sound of their palms and fists colliding.
How can such a thing be said about a simple lottery ticket!
There has definitely been a change in them.
What surprised Peng Hyuk-bin wasn’t just the sound.
He was also amazed at the behavior of the footnotes.
The waist is exactly at a right angle.
The waist angle of all the feet was constant.
It was as if I had drawn the same person on paper multiple times.
Peng Heuk-bin respectfully bowed to them.
“Thank you for your hard work!”
It was short, but it was full of many emotions.
It was not a courtesy towards the leaders, but a courtesy towards the warriors who had overcome adversity.
Peng Hyuk-bin turned his head and looked at Han Bin.
Now it was Hanbin’s turn.
Hanbin stood in front of them, staggering about nonchalantly.
The gazes of the commentators looking at him became even hotter.
There was awe in the eyes looking at Sim Mi-ho.
Peng Hyuk-bin’s gaze was filled with loyalty to his family.
The gaze directed at Hanbin, who was standing in front of him now, seemed to have a slightly different meaning.
That was the anticipation.
So, what are their expectations?
Hanbin made two promises to the lords as he headed to Cheonsujang.