Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 697



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697. Sword Incense (2)

Taegeuk Sword Master turned his head at the sound of the displeasure being chanted.

When I turned my head, I saw Muyeong looking at Hanbin and Baek with his hands clasped together.

But Muyeong’s atmosphere was a little different than before.

It was as if he had attained enlightenment.

Unlike before, Muyeong’s eyes were like a calm lake.

He kept nodding his head as he watched the two fight.

Taegeuk Sword Master asked cautiously.

“Ambassador, do you see that fight?”

“How can a person see the movements of a god?”

Muyeong answered nonchalantly.

What Muyeong said was partly true. People could not see the immortals.

So isn’t it a god?

But not all questions were resolved.

The Taegeuk Sword Master asked again.

“But why are you nodding?”

“Even if you can’t see it, you can smell it.”

“What scent do you smell?”

“I can smell the strong scent of sword.”

Mooyoung smiles brightly as if throwing out a topic.

Taegeuk Sword Master narrowed his eyes.

“Hmm, the scent of swords?”

“I can sense the fragrance of a god from that Baek over there… … . I can sense the fragrance of a human from Peng So-hyeop’s sword.”

“Then the match will be… … .”

The Taegeuk Sword Master’s eyes trembled slightly.

Since one side was fresh and the other side was human, the outcome of the match was obvious.

In other words, it was inevitable that Hanbin would lose.

Then Muyeong continued speaking.

“Not all immortals are the same… …. Not all people are the same, Taegeuk Sword Master.”

Mooyoung smiles again.

Taegeuk Sword Master nodded.

In fact, even I couldn’t have predicted the outcome of this match.

The problem was that this match could change the future of the martial arts world.

But why are you talking about such idle things!

For a moment, Taegeuk Sword Master tilted his head.

It was because of the gentle aura that was emanating from Muyeong.

It was more of an atmosphere rather than a momentum.

At that moment, Taegeuk Sword Master opened his eyes wide.

It was clear that Muyeong had attained enlightenment.

That was when.

Baek and Hanbin’s sword stopped.

It looked as if the two were staring at each other with swords facing each other.

It was true that the two appeared to have stopped.

This is because, to Hanbin’s eyes, the Baeksa Sword appeared to have stopped.

I couldn’t approach Baek, who had completely absorbed the spirit of the gods.

But his white sword was scratching Hanbin’s body here and there.

At the same time, Hanbin thrust his sword at Baek.

In fact, it couldn’t be considered a hundred now.

It should be seen as a box of eight immortals descending from the celestial world.

Hanbin gritted his teeth and took the enemy’s attack.

Blood flowed from the wounded skin, but now was not the time to attack.

What Hanbin was waiting for was the effect of Gojin Gamrae.

Hanbin was accumulating enemy energy by using the effectiveness of Gojin Gamrae.

Most of the energy accumulated through hardship is white energy.

In a way, it was said that it was useless energy now.

This is because the opponent now had to be seen as Han Sang-ja, not Baek.

It was difficult to deal with Han Sangja with the accumulated strength of humans.

The only reason Hanbin can endure it now is because Han Sangja is somewhat tolerant of his circumstances.

Among the Eight Immortals, Han Sangja was known to be an eccentric person.

Even if he goes to the celestial world, his personality probably won’t change.

If he saw the limits of his opponent’s skills, he would cut off their neck without mercy.

As expected.

Baek’s eyes changed slightly.

Now he had an annoyed expression on his face.

Hanbin quickly confirmed the basics of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Put yourself in someone else’s shoes.’

The reverse trajectory was a method of grafting.

A form of the Yongrin Sword Technique that returns the enemy’s techniques fourfold.

It was questionable whether Baek, who had become a box, would be able to get through.

At that moment, Baek took a step back.

Then he looked at Hanbin with a strange look.

Baek, who had been covered with the energy of a box, stretched out his Baeksa sword as if he was curious again.

This time, he was aiming for the bloodletting as if it didn’t matter.

Hanbin selectively blocked the slowly extending white sword.

Because even if you give up your life, you can’t hurt important parts.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

The white sword flew as if it was stabbing meat with a skewer.

Hanbin received as many attacks with his body as possible, except for those aimed at his vital points.

Because there was a need to gather energy from one box.

In fact, there was one thing that Hanbin felt was regrettable.

When I held the Chilseong Sword, I secretly expected that Jang Sam-bong’s soul would be strengthened.

But it ended up just as an expectation.

This is because the Chilseong Sword disappeared, leaving behind the aura of the immortal in Hanbin’s body.

Of course, in a way, that alone was enough to make me feel grateful.

Thanks to that, I was able to walk seven steps and now I can block the Baekui Sword to some extent.

Now the hole of blessings is almost empty.

At least, it had to be seen that the wounds were somewhat healed by the blessing, so it was still breathing.

Swish. Swish.

The white sword passed over Hanbin’s cheek again.

Now all the knots have fallen to the ground.

It was impossible to know how much energy Gojingamrae had gathered from one box.

But if he waited any longer, he probably wouldn’t be able to hold his breath.

Hanbin quickly gathered the energy he had accumulated through Gojingamrae into the tip of his sword.

Hanbin couldn’t even tell how much energy had accumulated through hardship.

At that moment, Hanbin’s eyes widened.

This is because the white energy attached to the sword continues to grow endlessly.

At that moment, the white sword flew towards Hanbin.

Hanbin naturally blocked Baek’s sword.

widely.

Two swords entangled in the air.

But there was something different from before.

Neither Hanbin nor Baek moved any further.

It wasn’t that it was so fast that it seemed like it wasn’t moving.

The two swords were stuck together in midair, as if they were magnets.

To be exact, it should have been seen as the energy becoming entangled in the air.

The energy that was tangled like a thread didn’t seem to know how to unravel.

That would be the case, the energy that Hanbin emitted was quite complex.

A portion of the energy received from Baek.

And the fresh air of Han Sangja.

In addition, the spirit of Jang Sam-bong, which was in the Chilseong Sword, was also mixed in.

When that energy meets the other person, it becomes entangled in the middle.

The problem was that accumulated energy was still being emitted from Hanbin’s sword.

The amount Hanbin had saved through hard work was more than expected.

It exceeded Hanbin’s expectations.

Thanks to Hanbin’s will to persevere by saying, “Just a little more, just a little more,” he was able to collect an unimaginable amount of energy.

Between Hanbin and Baek’s sword, a white energy swelled like a pig’s urine, which was surprising.

Woohoo.

Hanbin gritted his teeth as the energy rose and resonated.

The current atmosphere was beyond imagination.

What was interesting was that the soul of a box also ran away to that energy.

Baekdo opened his eyes wide as if he had come to his senses.

When I came to my senses, I found myself clashing swords with my opponent.

That was fine, but the problem was that all of his energy was flowing into his opponent through the sword.

Baekdo knew that things were going wrong.

No, it was a situation that was wrong for anyone but himself.

The energy he has accumulated throughout his life will not only explode his opponents, but will also harm himself.

Baek used his inner power to change the direction of Jin-gi.

But Jin-gi’s direction did not change.

It kept flowing into the opponent.

For a moment, Baek opened his eyes wide.

Because he knew that his true energy was not flowing into the other person.

The energy of the opponent and oneself was swelling up in the middle.

What the… … .

Baek felt dizzy.

How much did you sacrifice to reach the realm of half-seon?

He sacrificed not only his own youth but also the lives of others without any hesitation.

The place I came up to was here.

But everything falls apart because of one little rat!

At that moment, Baek narrowed his eyes.

Come to think of it, the opponent’s air power was limited.

However, Baek Yi’s power was considered infinite if you added the energy left behind by Han Sang-ja.

If that’s the case, then it would be right to add speed here and end this fight quickly.

Even if we hurt each other, we are the ones who will survive.

Baek put all his strength into his sword.

It was impossible to change the direction of the energy, but it was easy to breathe more energy into it.

All you have to do is add a bucket of water to the existing water stream.

Woohoo.

But for a moment, Baek tilted his head.

The more you push, the stronger your opponent becomes.

Baek thought that his opponent’s energy might surpass his own.

“What the heck is this… … .”

Baek muttered to himself.

Because the white energy engulfed the opponent.

That wasn’t all.

The white aura grew larger and larger.

White swallowed Baekdo.

The white energy that was gradually growing turned into a large sphere.

Now Baek is trapped in the white energy.

Only then did his body begin to move.

It wasn’t just him who could move.

It was the opponent who moved first.

Hanbin shook Wol-ah off the floor once and slowly approached Baek.

The fresh air gathered in one place created a strange space.

To put it precisely, it was like being breathtaking.

What was a little different was its size.

This should have been seen as a curtain of energy, not just a simple curtain.

I couldn’t use my internal energy inside there.

That would be the case, since the curtain of energy was created by extracting all the energy from Hanbin and Baek’s bodies, there was no way that their bodies would have any strength left.

Hanbin wasn’t afraid of this situation at all.

If neither the opponent nor yourself are strong, there is no situation more fair than this.

Hanbin slowly walks towards Baek.

Compared to that, Baek took a step back.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“It’s okay. I don’t have a single drop of my energy left either. It’s fair to both of us.”

“How about we stop for now and get out of this situation together?

It was a hundred-year proposal.

Hanbin shook his head.

“Rather than that, shouldn’t we conclude our match first?”

“Don’t you know that this situation is dangerous? Stop it now!”

“Should I stop like you said?”

“Okay.”

After finishing speaking, Baek secretly took out a dagger from behind.

Of course, so that the other person cannot see.

He had no intention of reconciliation from the beginning.

At that moment, Baek’s eyes widened.

Hanbin was running towards me in one stride.

The two of them have no internal energy.

It was just the same speed as second-rate warriors.

Ta-da-dak.

Baek took up his sword.

Baek opened his eyes wide for a moment.

Because his white sword had never felt this heavy.

But the opponent did not slow down.

Hanbin, who was running towards Baek, slightly raised the corners of his lips.

In fact, Hanbin was used to this kind of dogfight.

It was the same when I was the Demon Sword Lord in my previous life, and it was the same when I was betrayed and chased.

Hanbin was the one who bit the enemy’s neck with all his might and strength, even though he had no internal energy left.

Although the situation was strange, the encyclopedia’s bad relationship had to be resolved at this point.

What was more important was that, strangely enough, there were traces of a thousand-level spell on Baek’s body.

You’re saying that you can see traces of the spell even though there’s no internal energy left?

This has never happened before.

Hanbin put forth a hypothesis here.

He said that he and his opponent are still at sword point.

So what is this situation?

Hanbin, who was approaching the heavenly palace, wrinkled his nose.

An unfamiliar scent wafted from somewhere.

It was a pungent smell.