Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 685



Only Noblemtl

685. Black and White Debate (5)

Su-un’s private tutors watched their confrontation and then looked at each other.

The reason was simple.

I listened to Su-un’s words and tried to sense the energy I felt from them.

Their skin-piercing momentum was clearly stronger than anyone else’s.

The problem was that it was not easy to gauge the fundamentals of martial arts within that intense energy.

They look at each other and express their doubts.

Then Su-un shouted.

“What I mean is that it might not be the real Taegeuk Sword Master!”

This time, Su-woon’s master, Hyeon-dam, stepped forward himself.

“What do you mean? That Taegeuk Hye Sword’s form is not something that can be imitated.”

“Has anyone seen the Taegeuk Hye Sword being used by the Taegeuk Sword Master in detail?”

Su-woon looked at Hyeon-dam as if he would not give up.

Hyundam tilted his head.

Because I couldn’t answer Su-un’s question.

He had never seen the Taegeuk Hyegeom displayed by the Taegeuk Sword Master.

The difference between knowing your brother and being able to unfold it is clear.

A combination of martial arts, brotherhood, and betting.

The operation of the true energy must be combined with precise movements.

Only a small number of people in the shamanist faction can unfold the Taegeuk Hyegeom.

Most people knew the shape of the Taegeuk Hyegum.

The conversation between Su-un and Hyeon-dam fell into a lull for a moment.

The private tutors just blinked.

Then Su-un said.

“Who saved the dying disciples? And yet you are going to harm Eun-gong while your body is still recovering? If Eun-gong dies even if we don’t intervene, it will be the fault of the master and the disciples.”

“What does that mean?”

As Hyundam spoke, Suwoon continued speaking.

“Do you know what method Peng Xiaoxia used on you a while ago?”

“A method… … .”

Hyundam briefly recalled his memories and opened his eyes wide.

When I saw Samdocheon in front of me, I remembered someone reaching out their hand.

It was clearly the hand of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who sacrificed himself to save sentient beings.

Then Su-un continued speaking.

“It was the innate energy of Peng Xiaoxia. I used the innate energy to treat my master and my disciples. But how could I survive this fight?”

“What the heck… … .”

Hyundam couldn’t continue speaking.

He looked at the young prince with blank eyes as if he had been hit in the back of the head with a hammer.

In reality, their fight was one-sided.

It may be because they shared their innate energy, or because their strengths were different to begin with, but the young Confucius was being pushed back unilaterally.

Hyundam clenched his fist without realizing it.

That was when.

Su-un continued speaking.

“Peng So-hyeop sent me a note earlier. Do you know what it says?”

“… … .”

“He told me to run away from here as much as possible if I was in danger. He said that if I lost this fight, everyone would be in danger. He added this. He told me to absolutely refrain from unnecessary sacrifices.”

At Su-woon’s words, Hyun-dam quietly watched the confrontation between the young prince and the Taegeuk sword master.

Looking closely, the Taegeuk Sword’s appearance was nothing more than a shell.

Su-woon’s few words allowed Hyun-dam to look at the situation objectively.

Hyundam didn’t open his mouth anymore. Instead, he quietly clasped his hands together.

The privates murmured at the sight.

“What on earth are you doing now?”

“Why are you suddenly putting your hands together here… … .”

Hyundam continued speaking amid their muttering.

“That young Confucius’s hand was clearly that of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. And if Jang Moon-in had the usual temperament, would he order an attack on us, who can’t even control our own bodies?”

“… … .”

None of them answered.

Now they were in a situation where it was difficult to catch even a single flying sparrow.

How could my body survive in that whirlwind of sword attacks?

They also quietly put their hands together.

Seeing them become quiet, Su-woon wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and recalled the note from earlier.

The content was to prevent meaningless sacrifices by any means necessary.

In addition, the current situation was written.

It was evident that it was written in advance, as there was no time to play with the brush.

In other words, the four Confucius of Habukpengga predicted the current situation.

Su-un also quietly joined his hands together.

He knew that he had no place in their confrontation.

Looking to the side, Cheonghwa and the others were quietly watching the fight between the two.

But where is the child called Seolhwa?

Su-un, who had folded his hands, tilted his head quietly.

While everyone was watching, Hanbin had a complicated expression on his face.

The scent of the Taegeuk sword was clear, but it continued to the back of the wall.

In addition, the path was so intricately intertwined that it could not be judged by smell.

But Hanbin smiled faintly.

It was because of the traces of the heavenly knots blooming all over Baek’s body.

Hanbin quietly checked the remaining knots he had collected so far.

[Cheongeup – Origin, Origin, End, Suffering, Suffering, Blockage]

[Unknown sentence: Oh (五)]

That was when.

Suddenly, a crackling noise was heard in my ears.

phut!

Baek-i stretched out his left hand.

The method of mixing in the recommended method in the middle of a sword fight was similar to the method of breaking the spear during the beginning of one’s own Yonglin Sword Technique.

Hanbin quietly thought about the broken heart.

An eye for an eye.

This is this.

It was the same way Hanbin had treated his enemies up until now.

Then Hanbin immediately remembered the Shaolin technique he had obtained a while ago.

‘The Seven Stars of No-Evil Fist.’

A fist is a fist.

A white attack that passed by the earlobe.

Hanbin fired his Muyeong Chilseong Kwon straight at his chest.

Pavabak.

Hanbin’s fist leaves the shape of the Big Dipper in the air.

Although it is only one attack, it creates an optical illusion as if seven fists are embroidering the air.

But the opponent was Baek, the owner of Baek Kyung.

Anyone else would have been knocked out in one move, but Baek dodged Hanbin’s punch by jumping backwards.

Baek was so good at strategy that it was annoying.

It seemed like the intention was to tire out the opponent and win without even lifting a finger.

Hanbin knew why he had kept the unarmed man alive.

If you kill them while escaping from here, Hanbin will become the shaman’s eternal enemy.

What if we use air power to save them?

That was also beneficial to Baek in its own way.

But there was something Baek didn’t know.

Hanbin recovered all of the fifteen years of stamina he had used to revive his knights by using the thousand-level herbivore waiting skill he had recently acquired.

Thanks to this, the level of achievements in the advanced section has been filled to its limit.

Hanbin looked at his opponent quietly.

He had a face that looked like it had been carved from jade, and at first glance, clear eyes.

Of course, it was the appearance inside the human face mask.

Anyone who looked only at the outer appearance of the mask would have been fooled.

Of course, Hanbin knew that he had about a dozen snakes hidden inside him.

Twelve snakes!

Hanbin smiled.

Because he is hiding a dragon, not a snake.

Hanbin’s use of the Muyeong Chilseong Kwon was not for the sake of competition.

So to speak, to see the liver.

The key to this match was the self-defense weapon that Baek was wearing.

Baek was spreading out his self-defense gi around himself.

It’s not that he couldn’t break through the self-defense technique with force, but Baek was using the self-defense technique to amplify his energy.

In other words, he is calculating all the enemy attacks coming at him and taking action accordingly.

The fact that you can attack and defend quickly with a half-beat of self-defense.

No unmanned island would use its self-defense weapon in such a way.

The self-defense technique was something that could be used temporarily, not continuously.

Because there is no one in the Central Plains who can continue to spread out like a hundred.

Baek was like a loach, able to detect any attack half a beat faster.

The problem is that the loach has shark teeth.

Hanbin looked at his opponent and started calculating.

It was the same with Baekdo.

The presence of Hanbin, who was displaying martial arts skills never seen before among the Central Plains people, made him even more cautious.

I observed Hanbin from a distance of a hundred degrees.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Hanbin was the first to speak.

“Why are the shaman’s men locked up here?”

“Do you know why spiders spin webs?”

“… … .”

“Because I don’t want to work. If I just make a web, prey will just fly in. There’s no better path than a shaman.”

“So, are you saying that all the heroes gathered here are your prey?”

“no!”

“No?”

“This time, we only need one big prey. You.”

“Thank you for saying you’ll be satisfied with just me.”

“I should be grateful… … . I’ve been waiting for this moment, looking at the soot on the deck you left behind.”

“I see.”

Hanbin chuckled.

About half of it was a hollow laugh.

Looking at Baek’s expression, I could tell he was speaking his mind.

I thought you were going to give me some grand reason like conquering the martial arts world, but it turns out you planned this because of our last meeting in Baekgyeong.

But I wasn’t surprised.

Hanbin knew that things were only happening a little faster now compared to his previous life.

According to memories from a previous life, the three martial arts masters of the Jeongpa passed away after the Jeongma War broke out.

What’s interesting is that the cause of their deaths is unknown.

I didn’t know it then, but thinking back now, it was clearly because of the unidentified group called Baekgyeong.

Among them, the power of Baek.

When Hanbin laughed, Baekdo also laughed in return.

“Did you think I couldn’t find it?”

“Why didn’t you just come to me?”

“If I had gone looking for you, you would have run away, right?”

“You know me too well.”

“There’s just one thing I don’t know.”

“What is that?”

“The question is how you acquired such power. It is unbelievable that you, who was called the greatest coward in Hebei, suddenly mastered medicine, swordsmanship, and even military tactics that rival those of Zhuge Liang.”

Baek-yi narrowed his eyes.

His gaze was like that of a snake watching its prey.

“It’s like you have eyes that want me… … .”

“That’s right. I want you. And there’s someone else who wants you.”

“Who is that? I wonder if it’s someone who wants me.”

“You’ll know when we meet. I’ll capture you and find out your secret.”

“It’s a secret?”

“The secret to how you could become as strong as a god.”

“It’s really interesting. Me too. I want to capture you and find out the secrets of your martial arts.”

“We both agree on this, so why waste time? Come on in!”

When Baek gestured, Hanbin shook his head.

“In Go, the master takes the white. So, you come in. Even though you are white in name, aren’t you black in skill?”

“How dare you… … .”

Baek’s eyes trembled.

At those words, Hanbin continued speaking.

“Is there a story behind the name? Hurry up and grab the black stone, White.”

“Don’t change your plans.”

“You’re changing it?”

“I decided not to capture you.”

After finishing speaking, Baek-i became more assertive.

At that sight, Hanbin quickly recalled additional techniques of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

In fact, this was exactly what Hanbin wanted.

Because shaking the opponent’s composure is the basis of fighting.

But Hanbin couldn’t figure out what part Baek was excited about.

At that moment, Baek extended his snow-white sword towards Hanbin.