Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 87



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Episode 87. A Thousand-Li Journey (5)

Now, they are camouflaged in yellow uniforms to match the yellow cliffs.

This was the secret of the secret sword.

Of course, I am not trying to lower my level to the level of a beginner.

A sword of the highest level and a sword of the highest level.

This was the secret that made him a master who made Shanxi tremble.

However, Hanbin knew his true identity through memories of his past life.

In my previous life, I was struck by the sword of the Black Swordsman. I only found out after it left a scar on my back, but now I had no need to leave a scar on my body.

Hanbin snickered as he looked in the direction his opponent had disappeared in and focused his senses on the tip of his nose.

For a moment, a sweet scent tickled Hanbin’s nose.

Hanbin nonchalantly extended his sword in that direction.

Whoosh!

At the same time, the red color of the maple leaves disappeared, leaving an afterimage.

Hanbin smiled brightly at that sight.

The fake chest that had been thrown away earlier was full of honey.

Hanbin, who had heard the sound of hunting dogs in his past life, retained his unique sense even after returning to the past.

This fight is literally a piece of cake.

While Hanbin was overwhelming his opponent, something he had expected happened.

Wing! Wing!

Suddenly, bees started flying in.

Wherever the Black Wind was hiding, the bees would follow him and tell him where he was going.

Moreover, bees began to attack him, perhaps because of his movements.

Wing! Wing!

Even Hanbin was in a difficult situation to deal with, but when bees swarmed him, he was on the verge of losing his black magic and jumping around.

Hanbin’s sword danced beneath the movements of the black-clad swordsman, which others might mistake for a strange light technique.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Black Swordsman, who could not use the stealth technique using the sword, was inferior to Hanbin.

Phew!

Hanbin’s sword pierced his shoulder.

At the same time, Hanbin operated the begging 18 steps with great vigour.

Because of the fast pace that spread out to the extreme, the space within three steps became Hanbin’s absolute space.

Pick! Pick!

Hanbin had subdued his blood and demon blood. Now he was in a state where he could neither move nor open his mouth.

Now it was time to harvest the berries.

Bang! Bang!

Hanbin began to strike down the Black Wind Sword mercilessly to harvest the seeds.

The black-clothed swordsman’s eyes widened.

In my twenty years of Sapa experience, I’ve never seen such a crazy guy.

When a match is decided, it is the nature of a martial artist to either kill the opponent or demand compensation for the match.

But after you subdue the blood vessels, do you just keep fanning them?

This was a law that did not exist even in Sapa.

‘This son of a bitch… … .’

Black-clad Salpung, who was about to spit out a curse, realized that his blood was being suppressed.

Heuk-ui Salpung trembled at the sight of Han-bin’s expression.

Hanbin was truly happy now.

Do you really enjoy beating people up?

If it’s Habukpangga, it’s definitely Jeongpa.

Among them, wasn’t it the best family that had its name on the list of the five great families of Gangbuk?

But why?

The question didn’t continue, because it hurt too much.

Hanbin smiled faintly regardless.

[Check the knot with the dragon’s eye.]

[You have acquired the Strike skill from the application of the Yongrin Sword Technique.]

[You have completed the first step of one of the scattered Dragon Blood God’s skills. The first step is activated.]

[Seongdonggyeokse (聲東擊西) – Shout from the east and attack from the west. This attack renders the opponent helpless for one attack only. However, if the level of the martial arts is higher than yours, the attack will be successful with this chance. Requires five years of combat power.]

Hanbin let out a groan of joy at the words that appeared.

“hmm.”

It was said that it could render powerless an opponent of the same level or a level lower than that of the opponent.

It was said that he would become invincible when fighting one-on-one with someone of the same level.

But what if someone is higher in level than you?

There are a few variables here.

If we look at the odds, it would take a simple twenty years of effort to make this a ten-tenth success.

But what if you’re unlucky?

There will be times when you don’t even want to think about it.

What is needed now is absolute aerodynamics and additional clearance.

There were still dots here and there indicating a dent in the black robe.

Hanbin started digging into the visible holes.

Of course, even while thinking, Hanbin never stopped his fists.

puck!

This time, a phrase I had never seen before appeared.

[You have obtained the achievement of the basic chapter of the Yongrin Sword Technique. However, absorption is on hold due to insufficient bookshelves.]

The new phrase was repeated several times thereafter.

[······Absorption is on hold due to insufficient bookshelves.]

It seemed that the only way to overcome the limitations of the basic version was to absorb additional bookshelves or increase one’s body’s internal energy or senses.

It was when Hanbin gave up and was about to stop his punches.

A different phrase than before appeared.

[The impact threshold has been exceeded. The supplementary explanation of the Yongrin Gyeopbeop has been activated. Unable to absorb… …]

The strokes of the character meaning “holding absorption” began to separate and other characters began to form.

Sentences began to be formed by separating letters such as “gong (功), speed (速), body (體), and power (力).

[To add a bookshelf, you must first… … .]

As soon as the strokes of the letters ran out, the explanation stopped.

“Oh my god!”

Hanbin started attacking the dots that were visible to the black-clad swordsman again.

Additional explanations followed.

[······If you collect three, a basic bookshelf will be added.]

* * *

In order to subdue the Nanga Peak of Pyeonyukrang-a, Pyodu Yoon Yong-ho had to sweat profusely.

This is because the level of martial arts of Pyeon Yukrang-ah was higher than expected.

Yun Yong-ho looked back constantly, keeping an eye on his Nanga Peak.

It was because Seol-hwa and Han-bin were not good enough to stand up to the Ice-blooded Scholar and the Black-clothed Salpung, who were said to be one level higher than Pyeon-yuk-rang-ah.

However, after subduing Pyeongyukrang-ah, I had to look around and be astonished.

The first thing that caught my eye was the tale of the maid.

Seolhwa was kicking the unconscious Binghyeolseo-saeng with her feet.

“Why do I have to be a maid?”

puck!

“Why on earth are you making my life so miserable!”

puck!

“If it really is like that, then you should just chop it up into pieces and throw it into the Yellow River… … .”

One kick, one grumble.

A maid subdues a bloodthirsty scholar?

Of course, I thought that Seolhwa would be a girl with a knack for light combat, but I never imagined this outcome.

I thought that if I did well, I could just lure the Ice Blood Detective and buy some time.

And what on earth is this merciless hand?

Yoon Yong-ho couldn’t believe that the hand was coming from a fifteen-year-old girl.

Yun Yong-ho walked slowly towards Seol-hwa and said.

“Young lady!”

When we first set off, we used to call each other by our names, but now we naturally started to use more cautious titles.

“This kind of worthless guy is provoking my temper.”

However, Seolhwa continued to grumble and kick Binghyeolseosaeng with her feet.

Unable to stand watching, Yun Yong-ho carefully touched Seol-hwa’s shoulder.

Knock! Knock!

At his cautious signal, Seol-hwa stopped kicking and turned her head.

In that moment, Yun Yong-ho realized that this was what the evil spirits in fairy tales looked like.

Yoon Yong-ho could tell that the girl in front of him was a demon not just by her appearance but by her demeanor.

The true nature of that momentum is pure murderous intent.

Seolhwa, who had been furrowing her brows, tilted her head when she looked at Yun Yongho.

An innocent expression as if nothing had happened.

Yun Yong-ho was speechless and pointed to Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng.

Seolhwa looked at the fallen Binghyeolseo-saeng.

At the same time, Seolhwa’s eyes grew wide.

Seolhwa ran to Binghyeolseosaeng, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his wounds, saying:

“I’m sorry, sir. The Confucius told me to kill only half, but I didn’t realize it… … . I’m sorry.”

Yoon Yong-ho trembled without realizing it at the sight.

Should I call that a bottle and give it medicine?

When the story of treating the wounds of the fallen Bing-hyeol Confucian scholar came to light, Yun Yong-ho hesitated and then asked.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, that guy? He probably didn’t die. Oh my gosh, I’m going crazy. I clearly told him to kill only half of them… … . I think he killed a little more… … .”

Yoon Yong-ho waved both his hands and spoke to Seol-hwa, who was talking nonsense.

“No, I was just asking if you were okay.”

“Oh, me?”

When the surprised Sulwha pointed to herself and asked, Yun Yong-ho nodded.

“Yes, I’m saying this because I think your condition is a bit strange.”

“… … .”

Seolhwa tilted her head without saying anything.

Yun Yong-ho, who felt something ominous, quickly asked.

“Why are you like that, my lady?”

“But sir, why do you call me Miss? Even when we left, you called me Seolhwa in a friendly manner.”

“Ah, so… … .”

“Please call me comfortably.”

“Oh, I see. It’s Seolhwa.”

Yoon Yong-ho laughed awkwardly as if he was wearing clothes that didn’t fit him.

Yun Yong-ho subdued the demons of Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah, Kang So-chu, and Bing-hyeol-seo-saeng So Gyeong-un and tied them up next to the carriage.

When it seemed like everything was over, Yoon Yong-ho let out a sigh.

“phew…….”

“Why are you sighing like that?”

“They say that the three killings are the best, but it’s unimaginable that three killings can be subdued like this… … .”

Yoon Yong-ho trailed off.

Now I remember the first of the three, the Black Swordsman.

He continued quickly.

“Where is your Highness the Fourth Prince? Has he been kidnapped?”

“Our prince is kidnapped? Then it would be good… … .”

Seolhwa quickly swallowed her last words and pointed to the bend in the sandalwood with her finger.

Yun Yong-ho turned his gaze there and tilted his head again.

Because I could hear the sound of laundry being done from afar.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of laundry being beaten with a clothespin was constant and even to the beat.

“What is that?”

At that time, Seolhwa ran there in a hurry.

“You told me to kill half of them!”

Although he didn’t know what she meant, Yoon Yong-ho followed her anxiously.

Yun Yong-ho, who had arrived at the scene nearby, only then understood the meaning of Seol-hwa’s words.

Right before my eyes, Hanbin was pounding the black garlic in a mortar and pestle.

The problem was Hanbin’s expression.

Unlike Seol-hwa’s expression as she beat up the Bing-hyeol Confucian scholar as if venting her anger, Han-bin’s expression looked very calm.

Just looking at his expression, it was enough to bring to mind a salty smile.

However, the fist that was constantly moving was like Asura.

Yoon Yong-ho carefully approached Han Bin and tried to pat his shoulder.

That was when.

Hanbin stopped hitting and looked back.

Yoon Yong-ho’s eyes trembled slightly.

The face was like Buddha’s, but the blood flowing from his fist was a perfect disharmony.

That was when.

Seolhwa ran over and took out a handkerchief in a hurry.

“What Mr. Cheolno said is right. He keeps hurting his fists. That’s why I asked him not to use his fists.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Let’s treat the wound first.”

Seolhwa wiped the blood off Hanbin with a handkerchief.

Yoon Yong-ho, seeing that sight, turned his head quickly.

At first glance, it was obvious that it was not Hanbin’s blood but Heukyisalpung’s blood.

But the conversation was packaged as if Hanbin was the victim.

At that moment, Yoon Yong-ho remembered what the Ronin King Lee Se-myeong had said.

-Learn about the martial arts while traveling a thousand miles. And if there is something to learn from the Confucius of Hebei Pengga, learn it even if you have to steal it.

He had misunderstood the meaning of these words.

I thought it was telling me to gain experience by moving the object since it could break at any time.

But now that I think about it, that doesn’t seem to be what it meant.

However, I had no idea what I should learn.

Yun Yong-ho looked up at the sky without realizing it and pondered the meaning of a thousand-mile journey.