Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 570



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570. Every day is new again (2)

Hyeonmu-gakju Damcheonho opened his eyes wide in surprise and took a step back.

Damcheonho sighed after recognizing his opponent.

“phew…….”

“Why are you so surprised, Your Majesty?”

“I couldn’t help but be surprised when Representative Jang suddenly showed up.”

“Um, sorry. Anyway, I think I’ve reached my limit.”

Jang Ja-myeong kept sighing.

The gaze of the black turtle and Damcheonho deepened.

Damcheonho empathized without even realizing it.

Damcheonho realized that he and Jang Ja-myeong were strangely similar.

Of course, in my relationship with Hanbin.

Jang Ja-myeong also felt close to Damcheon-ho.

The person that Jang Ja-myeong originally relied on was Seo Jae-o of the Hwasan faction.

However, Seo Jae-oh disappeared somewhere after receiving Han Bin’s request.

Because of that relationship, Jang Ja-myeong didn’t have many people he could confide in.

But this time, three footnotes have joined.

They looked strangely similar to Jang Ja-myeong.

Jang Ja-myeong looked into Damcheon-ho’s deep eyes for a moment, then quickly waved his hand as if he realized something.

“No. I think I spoke out of turn.”

“Is something bothering you? Just tell me. What’s the matter?”

“… … Since you asked, Lord Hyeonmu, I will explain it to you in a simple way. Lord Hyeonmu, do you think this makes sense?”

As Jang Ja-myeong sighed, Dam Cheon-ho quickly recovered his surprised expression and asked.

“Why are you doing that, Representative Jang?”

Damcheonho swallowed dry saliva.

That would be the case, because just listening to Rep. Jang’s words, it was clear that the treatment was wrong.

At that time, Jang Ja-myeong pointed to Ak Pil-seung, who had finished sparring first.

“Look at this. This is how people are made.”

Damcheonho’s gaze instinctively turned to Akpilseung’s wounds.

It wasn’t a serious injury.

There were no holy places, but there weren’t any badly injured places either.

Damcheonho was dumbfounded by Jang Ja-myeong’s reaction.

“So, it’s not that the treatment was wrong… … .”

“No, look here. If you make it like this, how can I not treat you? How can you treat people like this?”

Jang Ja-myeong, who seemed to be expressing his feelings, slightly lifted Ak Pil-seung’s shirt and showed him the wound in more detail.

Damcheonho opened his mouth when he saw the wound.

“Huh, how on earth… … .”

The body of the lying down evil spirit had sword marks carved here and there.

Contrary to its appearance, the wound appeared to be deep.

But there’s no blood coming out…

What on earth happened?

It was strange that there was no major bleeding even though he was wounded like that.

Jang Ja-myeong nodded as if he knew it and continued speaking.

“You don’t have to worry about that. It was cut exactly the size of a grain of rice. If this is a technique, it is a technique. The wounds are all evenly distributed throughout the body. Thanks to this, there will be no major bleeding. If you push yourself too hard, it could lead to a major injury. But if that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better not to inflict any wounds at all?”

“That could be… … .”

“But since you keep creating work like this, I can’t rest.”

“But… … .”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Is this possible swordsmanship?”

Damcheonho narrowed his eyes.

The reason he was so surprised was simple.

This was a wound that could not have occurred in Dalian.

How about making a shallow wound with a consistent thickness so that almost no blood flows out?

And that too against a top-tier expert?

Of course, it is possible if the opponent is not moving.

If you ask an experienced butcher, he or she can make marks like that in the meat at a consistent thickness.

Of course, even the most experienced poacher would have had difficulty catching a moving chicken.

Moreover, this was a sword technique used on people.

This was not the realm of internal energy, but the realm of sophisticated herbivory.

Prince’s Apostle and the Three Treasures Sword Techniques?

Each was the most basic of the basics of Taoism and swordsmanship.

It was the result of competing only with vertical and horizontal slashing movements without any special techniques.

This was said to be a basic skill, not a special skill.

How much training is needed to reach that level?

The most difficult thing in martial arts is moderation.

It may seem easy to cut down an opponent with all your might.

But subduing an opponent with only a certain amount of force was another matter.

And to inflict such even wounds while pointing swords at each other!

I felt sorry for the fallen Akpilseung, but I felt more surprised than worried.

That was when.

I heard someone coughing.

“hmm.”

Damcheonho naturally turned his head.

There, Hanbin was crouching next to me, resting his chin on his hand.

“What are you so surprised about? Black Tortoise.”

“Welcome, Confucius. I was amazed by the swordsmanship of the elder who drew the uniformly.”

Damcheonho bowed his head slightly.

Hanbin laughed.

“It’s natural to be surprised. This is a technique you should learn from now on.”

“Are you saying that you will teach us the shaman’s swordsmanship?”

“It is definitely not a shaman’s swordsmanship. It is the teachings of the elder of Hyeonmun. I asked him to teach it to me separately.”

“Then all of this is to give us enlightenment… … .”

“Well, it’s similar. The teaching has already begun.”

That was when.

A scream echoed from the side.

“Ahh!”

Damcheonho glanced to the side at the sound and continued speaking cautiously.

“T-What does that mean? Even though the swordsmanship is amazing, this feels like a one-sided beating.”

“Hmm. In a fight, people who have been hit a lot tend to be good at using their fists. People who have been hit a lot tend to be good at using a knife as well.”

Hanbin said, pointing to Akpilseung.

To be exact, it refers to the wound of Akpilseung who was lying down.

Damcheonho turned his head to check his wounds and asked.

“Then we have to keep hitting… … .”

“You don’t like it? Well, you can give up whenever you want.”

“… … .”

Damcheonho only swallowed dry saliva and said nothing.

Hanbin continued speaking at that sight.

“That is a state that must be attained before reaching Mt. Wudang.”

“Is that the state we need to reach? How can we achieve that state in such a short period of time?”

“You’re surprised to see the thickness now, right? If it were just a little bit deeper than that, you’d hurt your muscles and bones. What I’m saying is that you need to have enough leeway to adjust the depth even during a fierce battle with your opponent.”

“Yes, that’s why I was surprised.”

“You also know that this isn’t a vegetarian problem, right?”

“I know. That is why I thought it was impossible to achieve such a state in a short period of time, Confucius.”

“It’s possible because it’s not a herbivore.”

“But why are you doing this to us… … .”

“Aren’t we family?”

“Because we’re family… … .”

Damcheonho was left speechless.

It was to control the emotions that were flowing out.

At his father’s urging to take over the family business, he turned his back on his family and ran away to the world of martial arts alone.

It could be said that his rise to the footnote of Habukpengga was simply a matter of luck.

This alone is enough to make me feel grateful, but now I have family!

Those words touched Damcheonho’s emotions.

On the positive side, of course.

Hanbin continued his explanation without any concern for Damcheonho’s expression.

“That’s right. And there are some areas that need to be trained. So, you can consider the fight with Elder Hyunmun as just a part of that training. Then, I’ll take a moment to look around and come back.”

“Surrounding situation… … Did you sense any signs of the enemy?”

“Well, it’s similar. It seems like the friend I’ve been waiting for has appeared. I think I should go check it out first.”

“Then stop sparring and be on guard… … .”

“There is no need to do that. So, please finish your training.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin disappeared, leaving only the sound of fallen leaves behind.

Sasa Sak.

When Hanbin’s presence disappeared, Damcheonho finally let out a sigh.

“phew.”

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong, who had been away for a moment, appeared with his mouth sticking out.

“Ugh, you always act like that. That’s why I’m going crazy and jumping around like crazy.”

“It seems like you have a lot of complaints about our youngest lord.”

When Damcheonho smiled faintly, Jang Ja-myeong shook his head.

“Honestly, it’s not just once or twice.”

“… … .”

Damcheonho nodded silently.

“You always say it’s a secret, but you just increase the number of people I treat… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong sat next to Damcheon-ho and poured out his complaints.

Damcheonho’s expression hardened as he listened to his complaint.

Jang Ja-myeong’s complaints were similar to ghost stories from the martial arts world.

All the wounds that Hanbin caused had to be treated by Jang Ja-myeong!

In addition, the wounds were of various types.

Damcheonho quietly raised his head and looked at the moon.

Why do the faces of the moon and Hanbin overlap?

The face looked as if the corners of the mouth were slightly raised.

At that moment, Damcheonho’s shoulders shook slightly.

It felt like I was carrying ice on my back.

That was when.

The duel between Hyunmun and Gagigun has ended.

Hyunmun, who was looking around, narrowed his eyes and looked at Jang Ja-myeong.

“Rep. Jang, where did Prince Peng go?”

“I just went to check out the surroundings.”

“I see.”

“Aren’t you worried, sir? Isn’t the northern part of the Churyong Mountains known to be dangerous?”

“I don’t think you’re in a position to worry about Prince Peng.”

“That may be true, but I am worried.”

“Then why didn’t you come with me?”

“Where are you going leaving your patient? Didn’t you just create another patient?”

Jang Ja-myeong pointed to the staggering Ga-gi-gun.

After finishing his duel with Hyeonmun, Gagigun was barely able to control his body.

Kagi-gun, who had been slowly approaching, fell down next to Jang Ja-myeong.

Damcheonho tilted his head at their conversation.

I couldn’t understand why Jang Ja-myeong was so worried when he said he couldn’t live because of Han-bin.

Come to think of it… … .

Damcheonho’s eyes grew wide.

He also had similar feelings to Jang Ja-myeong.

Although he hated Hanbin, his loyalty to him never wavered.

That was when.

Hyunmun tapped Damcheonho on the shoulder.

“It’s your turn now.”

“Oh, I understand.”

Jang Ja-myeong sighed as Damcheon-ho was dragged to Hyeonmun.

The results of the duel were the same.

Damcheonho received treatment from Jang Ja-myeong.

The medicine made by crushing herbs was carefully applied to the wound and covered with a bandage.

While receiving treatment, Jang Ja-myeong spoke with an apologetic expression.

“I’m sorry, Hyeonmu-gookju.”

“What does that mean?”

Damcheonho narrowed his eyes. That was understandable, the one who created this wound was Hyeonmun, and the one who gave the order was Hanbin.

But when Jang Ja-myeong said he was sorry, Dam Cheon-ho didn’t understand.

When he looked at him in disbelief, Jang Ja-myeong lowered his head again.

“I can only say that I am sorry.”

“I want to know why you keep apologizing to me.”

“It’s a secret. You’ll find out soon.”

“Haha, why is even Assemblyman Jang imitating the youngest Confucius?”

“You came last.”

“What is Durani?”

Damcheonho tilted his head and looked back.

There, Hanbin was smiling brightly.

As Damcheonho tried to get up from his seat, Hanbin nonchalantly patted Damcheonho on the shoulder.

“Just sit there, Your Majesty! But you’re not talking about me behind my back, are you?”