Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 603



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603. Blood after (3)

This was the first time Baek Kyung’s Cho-ah had ever felt so flustered.

The reason she was flustered was because the other person’s speech was similar to that of the Jeokryong Daehyeop she had encountered at Yulim Seowon.

If it weren’t for that guy, you could almost call him a relative.

No matter how much I thought about it, the strangely nerve-wracking tone of voice was similar.

What if the author is Jeokryongdaehyeop?

The problem was serious.

Clearly, the death of the Red Dragon Hero has been confirmed.

But if he were still alive? That would mean he was not a martial artist, but a being closer to a god.

There was something more important there.

Before taking on this mission, Baek Kyung divided the organization into three groups and dispatched them to the local area.

One place was a group chasing after the Red Dragon.

It was reported that the great swordsman Jeokryong Daehyeop, who had taken his own life, appeared at Yulim Seowon.

That wasn’t all.

News has come in that an author named Cheongunsashin has also appeared.

Two-thirds of the organization were dispatched to pursue them.

But the author called Jeokryongdaehyeop appeared here?

In that case, the Red Dragon Swordsman in the news had to be fake.

The reason fakes appear is, of course, because of bait.

If so, it wasn’t just him who was at risk.

It was said that other Baekgyeong warriors dispatched to chase after Jeokryong Daehyeop were also in danger.

This was a huge problem for Choa.

It was a misunderstanding that arose when Yulim Seowon reported to the captain that he had killed Jeokryongdaehyeop.

But the other person was speaking sarcastically, saying that he had seen it in other places besides Yulim Seowon.

Choa took a deep breath and continued speaking.

“Where on earth have I seen you before? To me, you are definitely the author of Jeokryongdaehyeop. Right?”

“Oh, by the way, they say that if you’re stupid, three generations of your life will suffer… … Don’t you remember from the deck?”

“If it’s on deck… … .”

Choa instinctively took out a signal flare from her bosom.

Then he pulled the string without mercy.

Unlike other flares, it rose quite high up.

A flare flying as if it was going to hit the sun exploded.

phut!

White flames slowly descend to the ground.

It’s like drawing an egg.

It was a strange flame that was clearly visible to the eye even though it was a white flame in broad daylight.

This signal was sent to the warriors of Baekgyeong.

The meaning of this flare was the second stage of the background warning, the payment warning.

With just this one signal flare, the white knights outside would flock here.

The reason Choa used this flare was simple.

There was only one outsider seen on deck.

It was the author named Cheongunsashin.

According to what the other person said, it meant that Cheongunsashin and Jeokryongdaehyeop were the same person.

In other words, the appearance of the Cheongunsa Shin was also a trap.

The fact that two fakes appeared meant that the really important place was Baekdokmun.

Choa, who fired the signal flare, held her head.

The dream of becoming a god seemed like it was flying far away.

I thought I only had a few steps left, but it was all in vain because of an unexpected rat from the Central Plains.

Cho-ah, who had been grumbling, narrowed her eyes.

It was because of the other person’s strange behavior.

The opponent, who was unknown to be either the Blue Cloud Envoy or the Red Dragon, was looking at the distant mountains as if nothing had happened.

But that distant mountain was where Baekgyeong’s boat was.

“Are you saying that it was in the palm of Buddha’s hand… … ?”

Choa swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

What if you knew the location of Baekgyeong, starting with dispersing Baekgyeong’s power?

I couldn’t guess the depth of my opponent.

Now, it was confusing to even tell which one was the real Red Dragon.

Could the person in front of me be the person I met at Yulim Seowon?

The other person said that, but even that could be a lie.

What I was most curious about was how he knew where the background was.

What if the other party knows all of Baek Kyung’s plans?

Choa unconsciously shrugged her shoulders.

Of course, it was Cho-ah’s mistake to know where Han-bin was.

What Hanbin was looking at was the Yongrin Sword Technique bookcase.

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

[You have obtained the Heavenly Level Dream.]

It was a skill obtained by poking a silver needle into Choa’s thigh.

The bookshelf next to it had all the heavenly and unknown secrets that he had acquired so far neatly organized.

[Cheongeup – Dae (大), Bi (非), Man (晩), Sa (似), Mong (夢)]

[Unknown sentence: Three]

Five thousand level spheres have gathered together.

It wasn’t combined yet, as if they hadn’t found a suitable pair, but it seemed like if they just collected one or two more, they could create a new heavenly superfood.

Hanbin wasn’t impatient now.

The warrior named Choa in front of him had an abundance of heavenly food left all over his body.

Hanbin swallowed dry saliva and checked every part of Choa’s body.

The knot I had first seen was still there, not disappearing.

At Hanbin’s gaze, Choah took a step back without realizing it.

This is because the gaze of the opponent that could be seen briefly behind the mask was strangely sticky.

I felt like I had seen those eyes somewhere before.

The perverts she had killed had eyes similar to mine.

A martial art that is beyond imagination and scratches people’s hearts.

Not only that, but he also has a twisted lust… … .

At this point, Choa had to re-evaluate her opponent.

The opponent might not have been the Red Dragon or the Blue Cloud Envoy.

That was when.

The opponent moved.

A blue energy rippled from the tip of the opponent’s sword.

It couldn’t be seen as a sword.

It was like a poisonous snake.

Whirlwind.

Cho-ah’s sword instinctively reacted to the enemy’s sword flying into her arms with its tongue flickering.

Pa paak!

I vomited out the last of the letters I had written at Yulim Seowon.

It was the last skill that could burn down the area around her with her remaining internal energy.

Choa shouted.

“Swallow everything!”

At the end of that scream, Choa’s eyes trembled slightly.

This is because the momentum of the opponent who was rushing in to attack every part of the body disappeared like snow melting on a spring day.

Instead, a single red flame fell at Choa’s feet.

At that moment, Choa’s eyes widened.

Because the sour smell of gunpowder spread throughout the surroundings.

Before I could think, a loud noise tore through my ears.

Kua-ang!

Choa crossed her scabbard and blade and unleashed a magical effect.

I opened my eyes wide, but my body was pushed back without fail.

It seemed several times stronger than the explosion at Yulim Seowon.

That was when.

The pain in my neck came again.

As I felt around his neck, a needle caught my hand.

Choa pulled out the needle, threw it on the ground, and quickly stabbed herself in the neck.

Pick.

Although my neck was sore, the area where the needle had been stuck had completely cut off the flow of blood.

Then a sarcastic voice was heard.

“Are you doing quite well?”

“Is that author, Jeokryong, really that?”

This was a natural question for Choa.

The gap in martial arts was too big.

At that time, even Choa was able to defeat Jeokryongdaehyeop by using all her strength.

But this time, things were different.

Before I could even muster my last bit of strength, my opponent was blocking all my attacks.

It felt like I was being hit before I could even use my strength.

The traps laid out everywhere there seemed as if they had known about me and prepared for me.

Looking at the current situation, it was completely different from the Red Dragon Swordsman I had encountered before.

Hanbin smiled as he saw Choa’s trembling expression.

“Haha, why are you so surprised?”

“… … .”

“This time, I set the stage. So of course I have the advantage. As the old sage said, a fight between masters is decided by a difference of a piece of paper… … Of course, that doesn’t mean you’re a master.”

Hanbin waved his hand.

Of course it was a lie. The opponent was a master.

As evidence, he was producing thousand-level bruises all over his body.

If the one who carries the heavenly knot in his body is not a master, then who is a master?

The presence or absence of a heavenly level sword was the standard by which Hanbin distinguished between the masters and the beginners.

To put it simply, if there was something to eat, it was a high-ranking official, and if there was nothing to eat, it was a low-ranking official.

Hanbin got the nod again this time.

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

[You have obtained an unknown scepter.]

In addition to the thousand-level dagger, another unknown dagger has been added.

[… … ]

[Unknown sentence: Four]

Hanbin tilted his head as he checked the knot and grabbed Wol-ah again.

This is because the dots indicating the sudden bruises on the opponent’s body have faded.

“Oh my god!”

Hanbin screamed and ran towards his opponent.

‘On the brink.’

Hanbin ran towards his opponent in the blink of an eye and extended his hand.

In the meantime, Hanbin was busy observing his opponent.

The reason why the knot disappeared from the opponent’s body was simple.

Because the other party chose an extreme method.

The warrior named Cho-A had a horn flute stuck in his lips.

One of the facts that was revealed while interrogating the four people before was that the horn was both a tool for requesting rescue and a tool for suicide.

Judging from the shape of the water, it was clear that he had killed himself with a hornpipe.

But who is Hanbin?

I couldn’t just leave it to the other person’s intentions.

There was still much work to be done for them and a mountain of decisions to be made.

Sending it off like this wasn’t Hanbin’s way.

‘Knight’s Resurrection.’

Hanbin showed the most effective first step.

At the same time, one more herb was spread out.

‘The black ink is thick.’

I gave him the medicine first, but I also planted the poison.

It may seem incomprehensible to some, but it was the greatest favor one could do to an enemy.

* * *

Another voice came to Choa’s ear.

“Captain Rabbit, are you awake?”

“You, who are you?”

“My name is Snow White Rabbit. Before I ask you any questions, I think I should first say thank you.”

“I should say thank you… … .”

“Our lord worked hard to save my sister who was dying.”

“Now that I think about it… … .”

Choa trailed off.

It was only then that the last memory of committing suicide came to mind.

Choa’s eyes wavered slightly.

What she took was a fire-heat drug that would burst the blood vessels throughout her body and melt those around her.

Hwayeoldan was a poison that even the captain could not detoxify.

I heard that only a god can detoxify the fire element.

The trembling eyes stopped immediately.

She was a member of the background, and a warrior of the highest rank among them.

Choa asked, her expression darkening.

“Why on earth did you save me… … .”

Choa stopped talking.

This is because the man who had turned around suddenly walked towards where Choa was.

It was clearly the author, Jeokryongdaehyeop, who had confronted him.

However, it was a bare face with the rabbit mask removed.

The man with the bare face had such a pale face that it was embarrassing to think he was a warrior.

At first glance, he looked like a scholar.

“What on earth are you… … .”

Choa was left speechless.

It was because I saw the gaze of the author, Jeokryongdaehyeop, slowly walking towards where Choa was.

His eyes were as sticky as the old memories.

Cho-ah decided to commit suicide because of those eyes.

The person in question was Hanbin.

What Hanbin was looking at with sticky eyes was not Choa’s body, but the dot floating above it.

The spots appeared as the body recovered.

This is what Hanbin intended.

Of course, Choa accepted the gaze in a different way.

Choa tried to take a step back in fear.

For a moment her eyes widened.

Because my body wouldn’t move.

It wasn’t even a blood clot.

Clearly, the sensation was alive, but the body did not move.

I lowered my head and looked down, and saw that half of my body was buried in the dirt.