Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 788



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Episode 788. Good Omen (3)

The master told Jeong-hee that he had been wronged and asked her to avenge him.

In her opinion, her master was innocent. To Jeong-hee, her master was like a biological parent.

But now, I can no longer see the face of my master, who is like my parents.

According to the story, there was a Habukpengga at its center.

What if there was no Habukpangga?

It was clear that such a disaster would not have occurred in the sketch school.

This wasn’t just Jeonghee’s thought.

Habuk?

Actually, I hadn’t heard much about Habuk since I came here.

All I could hear was the praise of the gods and the high priests who were called living Buddhas.

But Jeonghee did not doubt her master’s words.

Her wish was to reveal the true face of Habukpengga to the world.

First, she stopped by the Justice League.

It was decided that he would take over the inspection duties in place of the master who had stepped down from his position as Justice Alliance leader.

He became the vice-chairman of the Jeong An Dan (正眼團), which was in charge of inspecting the Justice Alliance.

The Jeong An Dan of the Justice Alliance could be said to be the place that viewed Gangho most objectively.

Instead, it was an organization that would dig deep into the opponent’s bottom if they deviated from that standard.

There were countless families that fell into ruin because they missed Jeong An-dan’s eyes.

However, no one blamed the family for its downfall because of Jeong An-dan.

If it was known that he had been subjected to the Jeong An Dan, the inspection agency of the Justice Alliance, he would only be criticized.

Even within the Justice Alliance, there is no organization as clean and upright as the Jeong An Dan.

Jeong-hee put her hand into her bosom.

Inside it was a plaque proving that he was the head of the Jeongandan branch.

With this, the power to condemn Habukpengga was gained.

All that remained was to find evidence that would expose Habukpengga’s evil deeds.

If we can just get our hands on that evidence, we can clear the sins of not only her master but also the other disciples of the sect who were framed.

On her way to Habuk, she climbed up to Bulgwangsa Temple.

Martial arts masters from other sects, including the royal family, also came to Bulgwangsa Temple.

I didn’t come to meet them.

It was just to pray to Buddha for his wish.

During that time, she happened to see an omen. Jeong-hee, who saw the omen, put her hands together in prayer without realizing it.

The phoenix that covered Bulguksa Temple was clearly a sacred omen that went beyond an auspicious omen.

Jeong-hee clasped her hands together in prayer at the sight and made a wish.

Of course, the wish was to obtain evidence that would reveal the true face of Habukpangga.

After that, the phoenix disappeared and Jeong-hee felt strange.

I felt hopeful that things would work out well.

At that time, Jeong-hee learned that the people of Habukpangga were here.

It was all thanks to seeing the good signs.

In addition, I was able to learn about what the Gangho people think about Habuk Pengga.

As expected, the master’s words were right. Habukpengga’s reputation among martial artists was not that good.

Of course, it was a misunderstanding that arose because Jeong-hee was new to martial arts.

The way the martial artists looked at other sects could not be good.

Isn’t it the nature of martial arts that there must be competition even between people of the same political party?

Even the Shaolin Temple, which had some distance from the secular world, was subject to abuse in the martial arts world.

There, Jeong-hee was only hearing what she wanted to hear.

It wasn’t all her fault.

It was a mistake that everyone makes.

Jeong-hee, with a solemn expression, quietly followed behind Ha-buk-pang-ga and his group.

That was when.

The procession of Habukpengga ahead stopped.

They gathered in one place and began to gossip.

It seemed like they were putting their heads together to commit an evil deed.

Jeonghee approached them cautiously.

Fortunately, none of the people in Habukpangga paid any attention to Jeonghee.

Thanks to that, Jeong-hee was able to go to them without any problems.

At that moment, Jeong-hee’s eyes narrowed to their limit.

Now the people of Habukpengga were surrounding the dying man.

Even one of them came out and beat up one of them.

Thud. Thud.

At that moment, a surge of resentment welled up in Jeong-hee’s chest.

“What are you doing now?”

But no one paid attention to Jeong-hee.

You’re saying you like people who are dying?

To Jeong-hee, it was clear that they were not beating a dying person, but beating them until they died.

That kind of thing was something only street thugs would do.

The figure who was now beating the fallen man was wearing a red martial arts uniform.

Jeong-hee remembered who that person was.

He was the person that people said was the youngest of the Habuk Peng family, and he was the person who went around calling himself the Jinryong Sohyeop.

Jeong-hee gritted her teeth.

That was when.

The man in red uniform stood up from his seat.

Then he turned his head and looked at Jeong-hee.

“Hey, is this the first time I’ve seen your face?”

At that moment, Jeong-hee flinched and took a step back.

I didn’t notice it because of the red uniform, but there was blood splattered on his face.

In Jeong-hee’s view, the opponent is the devil himself.

Jeong-hee, who was trying to step back, tripped on a rock.

Sway.

A hand approached Jeong-hee, who had lost her balance.

“Sister, are you okay?”

The one who reached out was a little girl.

The girl was looking at Jeong-hee with wandering eyes.

Jeong-hee, who had found her balance, quickly hid the girl behind her.

“Stay back. I’ll take care of this.”

“What does that mean?”

“The author is dangerous. So hurry… … .”

“Our prince is in danger?”

“Confucius?”

Jeong-hee tilted her head and looked at the girl.

At that moment, the girl’s finger reached out towards Jeong-hee.

It was a normal movement, neither slow nor fast.

But Jeong-hee couldn’t stop that move.

That was when.

A man’s voice was heard.

“Snowdrop, stop it.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

***

Seolhwa narrowed her eyes and looked at Jeonghee, who had newly joined the procession.

Jeong-hee smiled awkwardly at those eyes.

“I misunderstood earlier. I’m sorry.”

“I’ll let you off the hook just this once. No matter what, you still misunderstand our lord… … .”

Seolhwa puffed out her cheeks as she looked at Jeonghee.

For a moment, Seolhwa looked at the carriage ahead.

A bloodied man was lying in the cart.

What was surprising was that the man’s bleeding had stopped.

What on earth happened?

The one lying on the cart now was Hojo.

Hojo, who had collapsed after being beaten to death by his master, was saved by Hanbin, who was passing by.

The reason Hanbin saved him was simple.

It was because of the simple idea that the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

If Eunuch Zhao hadn’t said that Hojo seemed to have been attacked by his master, Hanbin would not have saved him.

I don’t know who my master is, but I thought he was close to being absolute.

In times like these, it would have been right to increase the number of allies by at least one.

Of course, Hanbin could not have imagined that the Buddha statue he had thrown would have hit Hojo’s master.

In fact, Hanbin’s process of seeking help was not smooth.

When Hanbin discovered Hojo, a black energy was running wild in his blood vessels.

That energy must be that of the author, Sabu.

Governing it was not easy.

Even while observing the energy like that, the black energy was eating away at Hojo’s blood vessels.

The atmosphere was like a plague.

If a plague is not eradicated at once, it will spread to surrounding areas.

In other words, this situation was similar. If it wasn’t treated right away, the energy would come back to life and continue to eat away at Hojo’s blood vessels.

There was only one way.

It causes wounds all over the body and at the same time drives out the black energy.

Fortunately, the energy that was eating away at the blood vessels was afraid of Yongrin’s energy.

So Hanbin made a wound and opened a space for the black energy to escape.

At the same time, he breathed the energy of Yongrin into the bloodline of Hojo.

To others, it must have been horrific.

If there had been even the slightest mistake, Hojo’s blood vessels would have been blocked.

This treatment required a high level of concentration.

For that reason, Hanbin didn’t realize that people around him were watching.

Anyway, Hanbin succeeded in driving out the black energy from Hojo’s internal organs.

Even after the energy was driven away, work remained.

If the wound is left untreated, Hojo will bleed to death.

What Hanbin used was a method of knight revival.

At that moment, Hojo opened his eyes.

Hojo opened his eyes and opened his mouth when he saw Hanbin.

“How did you get here… … .”

But thanks to the eunuch Jo who approached at that time, Hojo was unable to finish his words.

Eunuch Cho covered Hojo’s mouth and whispered something in his ear.

It was clear that he was explaining the circumstances that had arisen.

After hearing Eunuch Cho’s explanation, Hojo opened his eyes wide.

“Oh, thank you, Eun-gong.”

Hojo couldn’t control his expression as if he was overcome with emotion.

That is understandable, because the path I had walked believing it to be justice was tragically destroyed in an instant.

In addition, there was a situation where the enemy he had risked his life fighting for saved him.

Hojo’s wound may not have been his blood vessels but his heart.

He tried to get up with all his might. His expression was sincere.

Hanbin waved his hand at Hojo, who was trying to get up even though it was difficult.

“Just rest and let’s talk later. That seems right for now.”

“Great Swordsman… … .”

“Let’s fight swords sometime later.”

“yes?”

“It’s a story about becoming true friends.”

Of course, I was only half sincere.

When the tide was restored, the heavenly and heavenly level of the lost Gujeol would definitely appear.

If you do it well, you can complete a supernatural super recipe.

Hojo was a very useful person.

Hojo’s eyes welled up with tears at Hanbin’s words.

“As expected. I didn’t misjudge the person.”

As Hojo began to shed tears, Hanbin nodded with a serious expression.

In fact, Hanbin was holding back laughter.

You were fighting for your life just a short while ago, and now you say something like that?

All previous feelings seemed to have been forgotten.

In some ways, it was fortunate.

In fact, Hanbin didn’t expect this ending.

You’ve taken in all the masters of the forces that are trying to swallow up the Southern Sea Heavenly King, the royal family, and the martial arts world!

In a way, it was no different from gaining a thousand troops.

Judging from the look of things, it seemed like Hojo knew the situation quite well.

By the way, the biggest problem right now was a woman named Yomi.

Yomi, who was lying on the floor with her blood pressure under control, had not yet woken up.

It doesn’t seem to be affected by blood pressure, so I put it in the Hyeoncheol coffin for now.

The coffin made of iron was useful not only for objects, but also in this case.

Right now, Yomi’s body was emitting heat strangely from all over.

The one who excelled at quelling that heat was Hyeoncheol.

That was when.

A bird flew in from somewhere.

The bird was snatched up by the light in front.

Hanbin ran to the sight of Gwanggae regaining his appetite.

“Gwanggae, why are you looking at the western globe and smacking your lips?”

“Ah. So this was the messenger. I’m sorry, Prince Peng.”

“You really didn’t know, did you?”

“Actually, the western hemisphere is an important food source for openness. So, without realizing it… … .”

“Food in the open? I have no words.”

Hanbin checked the note with a look of giving up.

Now, what Gwanggae said was partly true.

The beggar doesn’t just watch the hawks flying over his head!

This was the eightieth provision of the hundred rules of openness.

How does Gaebong know all the rumors of the martial arts world?

It was impossible for beggars to just hear rumors and collect them.

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