Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 663



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663. Start the game (3)

As everyone’s eyes gathered in one place, Seolhwa opened her bundle as if she had been waiting for it. This time, it was a janggi board, just as Muyeong had said.

Muyeong smiled.

It was not possible to play Omok on a janggi board.

No matter how hard you try, there is no other bet you can make besides Janggi.

Muyeong, who was playing Janggi, tilted his head.

Because I saw Hanbin with a strange smile on his lips.

But that smile felt familiar.

Where have I seen it?

Muyoung’s eyes widened as he tilted his head.

Because it was the exact smile I saw in my dream.

The smile of a young friend whom I wanted to take as my disciple.

Mooyoung, recalling that smile, opened his mouth without realizing it.

Now that I think about it, that smile is exactly like the smile of the Absolute Being I saw in the state of nothingness fifty years ago.

Even in that state of no-mind, the duration was 100 days. The dream I had a while ago also lasted 100 days.

Muyeong quickly collected his expression and looked at the other person.

I didn’t know it in my dream, but when I looked closely, everything was similar to the jawline, corners of the mouth, and even the eyes of the absolute being I saw fifty years ago.

There was only an age difference, but their faces were exactly the same.

Could the absolute being I saw in the moment of selflessness fifty years ago and the young man before my eyes now be the same person?

It was clear that probably not the case.

Because the experience felt in their demeanor and appearance was all different.

But there were also similarities.

It was strangely dense.

Fifty years ago, I made a bet with him for a hundred days.

At that time, the one who proposed the bet was the other side.

The absolute being I saw fifty years ago, the man who appeared in my dream a few days ago, and the youngest of the Habuk Pang family right before my eyes…

Muyeong, who was continuing his thoughts, shook his head.

It was to shake off my thoughts.

I don’t know what kind of relationship there was between them, but right now winning the bet came first.

At that moment, the other person’s voice rang in Muyeong’s ears.

“Should I start first?”

Muyeong, whose mind suddenly snapped, quickly hid his expression.

“Wouldn’t it make sense for you to go first?”

“Then I will start first. But what if I feel sorry?”

“What does that mean?”

“I said this because I thought this game would end blandly.”

“Haha, your pride is sky-high. With today’s bet, you will learn that there is a sky above the sky. Do you know how many chess pieces you have?”

“Well, isn’t it thirty-two?”

“No. It’s thirty-four.”

After finishing speaking, Muyeong smiled faintly.

When Hanbin remained silent, Muyoung continued speaking with a satisfied expression.

“Including the person playing janggi. People say that the biggest piece of janggi is the palace, but in reality, the biggest thing is the person playing janggi.”

Hanbin nodded nonchalantly at his meaningful words.

It was such a good story that I probably would have chewed on it if I had heard it for the first time.

But Hanbin heard that story over and over again during his meditation practice.

Hanbin was already convinced that the Muyeong in the dream and the Muyeong in reality were the same person.

If you lived with him for a hundred days, would you only play baduk?

I played long enough to get sick of it.

What he just said was what he always said.

Going a little further, I would say that the most important thing in a game of chess is the mind of the person playing it.

In fact, Hanbin didn’t say anything about the long-term.

Because I lost every time.

Of course, things are different now.

Hanbin looked somewhere quietly.

It was the empty space where the Yongrin Sword Technique’s recipe was written.

As Hanbin stared blankly into space, the surroundings began to buzz again.

“What is that doing now?”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Well, I guess we can’t cheat anymore. It’s not a Go board, so we can’t say let’s play Omok.”

“So, who do you think will win?”

“I think the old chap will win. You’ll bet on the young guy?”

“Hey, it’s obvious to anyone that Ddaeng-joong is winning. Even if you take the blue chess piece and put a player in, the difference in skill isn’t easily overcome.”

It was when they were making a fuss.

Someone stood next to Su-un.

“Who do you think will win the Taoist contest?”

Su-woon, startled by the sudden voice, quickly turned his head and took a step to the side.

Su-un narrowed his eyebrows as he looked at his opponent.

He was none other than the great disciple of the Haenam faction.

Su-woon was dumbfounded when the man who had been raising his voice and creating a crisis on the brink of collapse just a moment ago came up to him and asked him.

Su-woon forced a smile because he had to answer.

“Who cares who wins? Isn’t it more problematic that they did something like that at the entrance to the sacred Mt. Wudangsan?”

“But why doesn’t the Taoist master stop it?”

“Well… … .”

Su-un stopped talking and turned his head.

Because he didn’t know why he was watching the two betting.

Su-un had to ask himself why he wasn’t stopping them.

Where his gaze lingered, there was a young man staring into space.

Just looking at that appearance, he was more dazzling than any Taoist monk of the shaman sect.

Looking at the current atmosphere, Su-woon seemed to know why he didn’t stop them.

Su-un was genuinely curious about their identities.

In addition, there was doubt as to what the outcome of this bet would be.

Su-un turned his head and observed the others.

All the players watching the bet are gazing with curiosity.

They were secretly passing the pouch and note behind the scenes.

It was clear that the stakes were high.

There were two betting tables going on here right now.

A bet between an old monk and a young man.

A bet on them.

Looking closely, it seemed like the young man’s maid had also participated in the bet.

Who on earth did the maid in white dress bet her money on?

At that moment, the great disciple of the Haenam sect spoke to me again.

“Who do you think will win the Taoist contest?”

Su-woon answered the same question as before without realizing it.

“I think the young man in the red uniform will win.”

Su-woon’s eyes widened after he finished speaking.

Because it was surprising that he had said that.

That was when.

A Haenam faction member came to their great disciple and whispered in his ear.

“Death penalty, where will you hang it?”

“hmm.”

The great disciple of the Haenam sect, with a meaningful expression on his face, whispered to his priest.

As if it were a secret to anyone.

At that time, the priest of Suun also arrived and asked in a secretive voice.

“Death penalty, I think we should walk too. Which side do you think would be better?”

“Just wait a moment.”

Su-un took out a bamboo slip from his bosom, wrote some words on it, and then handed it to the priest.

The great disciple of Haenampa laughed at that sight.

“Even the shaman of the shaman sect with high Taoist power likes to bet.”

“Who doesn’t have a competitive spirit?”

Su-un stroked his shaggy beard.

At that moment, a scream came out from the side playing chess.

“Oh my god, what is this?”

“Even if I did something wrong… … .”

“What are you doing now if you aren’t playing chess?”

“When did I say I play chess?”

“What are you going to do if you don’t play janggi on a janggi board?”

“Do you not remember your childhood, sir?”

“Why are you suddenly remembering my childhood?”

“When I was little, I used to play janggi with my older brother on a janggi board and with janggi pieces, forgetting even the sun setting.”

“You and your brother liked playing chess. But why are you telling me that?”

“I didn’t play chess, I played with a knife.”

“What? You’re telling me to get a clue!”

Muyeong screamed in surprise.

He kept licking his lips as if he was being wronged.

Hanbin looked around quietly and shouted.

“If there is anyone among you Gangho Dongdo who has never tried chess, please raise your hand!”

It was a shout with quite a bit of force.

The onlookers looked at each other.

Half of them looked at me with an expression asking if that made sense.

Kang Ho-in nodded as if he had tried it too.

But no one raised a hand.

Hanbin continued speaking after observing their reactions.

“Okay, then let’s start the guessing game.”

“In this world… … .”

Muyeong couldn’t continue speaking.

This is because Hanbin’s stop hit the palace, one of the biggest long-term partners.

Exactly!

That wasn’t the last sound.

Ting!

The palace hit by Hanbin flew across the janggi board at high speed and pushed the red janggi piece off the board.

The spear in front was knocked out and then quickly turned towards the gun.

Then he changed direction again.

Hanbin’s palace, which continued to move by using the recoil, did not slow down.

Ting, ting.

Hanbin’s palace that keeps rejecting Muyeong’s words.

Some people shouted that the legendary archer who killed ten birds with one arrow had returned.

Some people kept shouting.

They didn’t even care that the organs had been turned into eggs.

Only Hanbin’s egg-cracking skills surprised them and they cheered.

Su-un was equally surprised.

He caressed the bamboo slip in his bosom.

I couldn’t think of any phrases to add.

At that level, you could be considered a master of memorization.

The Habukpengga story was a lie, and it was more likely that he was a member of the Sacheondangga family.

Why did you hide your identity?

Su-woon looked at the blue palace moving across the janggi board, wondering for a moment.

Su-un had to forget his duty for a moment at the sight unfolding before his eyes.

The blue palace almost pushed the other horses away.

The blue horse, having pushed away all the horses, charged towards the last remaining red horse.

The speed was slower than before, but the direction was accurate.

Swish.

Boom!

The blue bow hit the red bow, the last remaining red piece.

The red bow was pushed slightly and landed on the chessboard.

Su-un watched that moment carefully.

If things continued like this, it was obvious that the Red Palace would fall.

The last red piece swinging across the chessboard.

Everyone held their breath and watched the scene.

Su-un tilted his head.

Clearly, the red palace was more than halfway out, but it wasn’t falling out.

Su-woon’s eyes, which had been watching for a long time, grew wide to their limit.

What you are seeing now is definitely a vacuum cleaner.

It was clear that the technique of Heo Gong-seop was to hold the long sticks together so that they would not fall out.

What was even more absurd was its secrecy.

The technique of empty space was something that only the best of Hwagyeong could perform.

The basic method was to project one’s inner energy outward and use that energy to move objects.

The technique of shooting out internal energy has a certain direction, like shooting out a secret weapon.

For that reason, it takes several times more effort to just leave something still than to pull or push it through the air.

It was clear that the bastard was using that difficult technique right now.

In fact, no matter how expert you are, stopping an object using the technique of Heo Gong Seop Water is bound to cause some vibration.

Because it is impossible for an object to be completely unaffected by internal energy.

But now the Red Palace’s horse was not moving at all.

Su-un walked slowly towards there without realizing it.

He stuck his head out like a man who had forgotten his duty and came out to watch a game of chess.

Then the old monk opened his mouth.

“Is it my turn now?”

Both his expression and his tone were serious.

It was as if a general was making a pledge before going to war.

Shaman Suun swallowed dry saliva, forgetting that he was the one in charge of guarding Haegeomji.