Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 829



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Episode 829. Trap (5)

When Hanbin predicted Jang Yiyeon’s victory, Seolhwa tilted her head.

But I didn’t ask in a hurry.

Seolhwa thought that what Hanbin said just now was meant to give courage to Jang Yiyeon and Jang Muhee.

Seolhwa, who had been lost in thought for a moment, continued speaking with a big smile.

“I think so too.”

“The eyes that can see the snow have also increased. However, in the current state, it is impossible.”

“You say it is impossible in the current state? What do you mean, Confucius?”

Even Jang Mu-hee, who was standing next to him, opened her mouth as if she didn’t understand.

Hanbin continued speaking at their appearance.

“Perhaps Prince Jang will overcome his weakness through this fight.”

“Overcoming weaknesses?”

Seolhwa’s head tilted slightly.

Although Hanbin’s words are absolute, this time I couldn’t understand them.

The symptoms that Jang Yi-yeon was suffering from were not physical problems.

He said that it was not a disease that could be cured with treatment from a doctor.

But overcoming weaknesses?

There was a situation where a fight was imminent.

It would be best if you don’t get hurt in this match, but you overcome your weakness and win?

Hanbin’s words were like grasping at clouds.

At that moment, Jang Mu-hee urgently joined the conversation.

“Our brother overcame his weaknesses? I would like to know more about what you mean, Your Majesty.”

“You will naturally find out once the battle begins. By the way, would you please pass this on to Jang Gongja?”

Hanbin handed a belt to Jang Muhee.

Jang Mu-hee instinctively checked the belt she had received.

There were several letters written on the belt.

Jang Mu-hee tilted her head after checking the text.

It was a simple phrase: close when you are afraid, open when you are ready.

It was a phrase that I couldn’t understand no matter how much I thought about it.

Jang Mu-hee walked towards Jang Yi-yeon while checking the belt several times.

Jang Mu-hee tilted her head for a moment and handed the belt to her brother.

“It’s something my grandfather gave me.”

“thanks.”

Jang Yi-yeon stood up from her seat, accepting the belt.

At that moment, Jang Mu-hee whispered in a small voice.

“There is a phrase written by Eun-gong on the inside of the belt.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Jang Yi-yeon narrowed her eyes as she looked inside the belt.

Jang I-yeon, who saw the text inside the belt, turned into a stone statue for a moment.

Jang Mu-hee asked at that sight.

“What are you doing, brother?”

“no.”

Although he shook his head, Jang Yi-yeon’s heart was actually beating fast. It was because he felt like he had caught the clue that was barely there in the text.

That was when.

Other onlookers began to flock to the guest house.

Despite the suddenly noisy atmosphere in the guest house, Jang Yi-yeon and Jang Mu-gwang, who were about to have a fight, looked only at each other.

Among them, there were quite a few who appeared to be unmanned.

As evidence, some of them had swords on their waists.

In addition to the unmanned people, some people who appeared to be merchants also came in.

Those who arrived late began to bet money in a hurry.

Despite the commotion, Jang Yi-yeon did not take her eyes off the belt.

After everyone had bet their money, the big shot, Jo Wi-Myeong, started making his move.

The goon, Jo Wi-myeong, looked around quietly and raised his hand.

“The warriors, please sit in the middle. And those who will be observing the martial arts, please sit in the back if possible… … .”

As the gong master’s skillful progress continued, the people also perked up their ears to Jo Wi-myeong’s words.

The fight was finally about to begin.

At the broker’s words telling him to come out to his seat, Jang Yi-yeon’s eyes sparkled.

He held the belt in his right hand and walked forward slowly.

Jang Yi-yeon, who was standing, quietly looked at Jang Mu-gwang.

“I’m ready.”

“Oh, so you’re saying you’re ready to give up one arm?”

Jang Mu-gwang showed a bitter smile.

“My arm… … I’ll gladly hand it over. If my arm is useless, wouldn’t it be right to hand it over here?”

“The mouth is alive.”

Jang Mu-gwang looked at Jang Yi-yeon as if he couldn’t believe it.

There was no mercy whatsoever in Jang Mu-gwang’s eyes as he looked at Jang Yi-yeon.

That was understandable, for he knew better than anyone how his father was driven out of the Jang clan.

The successor to the Sega family that the previous head of the Jasil clan had decided upon was Jang Mu-gwang’s father, not Jang Yi-yeon’s father.

Jang Mu-gwang’s father came out penniless and founded the Man-geom-mun.

The head of the Mangeommun sect, Jang Mu-gwang’s father, had raised the sect with great effort.

Of course, all these stories were things I had heard from my father.

Jang Mu-gwang grabbed his sword.

Tendons sprouted on the back of his hand where he gripped the sword.

I hated my cousin Jang Yi-yeon more than Sapa or the Magyo.

It was only a few months ago that the Jang family, the main family, surpassed it.

Although the method was cowardly, Jang Mu-Gwang didn’t care.

The world of martial arts is one where if you don’t use all means to catch your prey, you will end up starving to death.

At that moment, Jang Yi-yeon narrowed her eyes.

Jang Mu-gwang tilted his head at Jang Yi-yeon.

Because Jang Yi-yeon’s eyes looked a little strange.

It seemed as if a light was flowing from his eyes.

Jang Mu-gwang averted his gaze without realizing it.

“hmm.”

The way he spoke and his facial expressions were not the Jang Iyeon I knew.

Jang Mu-gwang shook his head.

One such worry was enough to create a gap in the match.

At that time, Jang Yi-yeon continued speaking quietly.

“I’m ready to give up.”

“You won’t give up? It hasn’t even been that many years since you and I fought… … Are you saying that your skills have improved in the meantime?”

“I guess it’s true that the weaknesses have disappeared.”

“Hmm, how can you cure a disease that even the best doctor in Fujian couldn’t cure?”

“You’ll know once you try.”

Jang Yi-yeon’s eyes were more calm than ever.

It was when everyone was swallowing dry saliva.

Jang Yi-yeon suddenly covered her eyes with a belt.

I made a blindfold with the belt Hanbin gave me.

Jang Yi-yeon slightly raised the corners of her lips.

Anyone who saw it would see that this was a crazy move.

Hanbin, who was watching that scene, also raised the corners of his mouth.

The realization that Hanbin gave was simple.

If you’re afraid of blood, then just don’t look.

How could I be afraid of blood when my eyes are closed?

In fact, everyone knew this principle. However, there was one reason why this method could not be put into practice.

It was fear.

A single misjudgment could result in one arm and one eye being damaged, which was the real showdown.

Even though Jang Yi-yeon knew swordsmanship, he was a warrior who used his fists instead of his sword because of his fear of blood.

So, until now, I couldn’t even imagine covering my eyes.

Jang Yi-yeon wiggled her eyebrows and reached out her hand.

“Throw me the sword.”

It was something I said to Jang Mu-hee. But Han Bin was faster.

Hanbin took something out of the bag and threw it to Jang Yiyeon.

stroke!

The object Hanbin threw flew in a parabolic arc.

At that moment, Seol-hwa, who was standing next to me, opened her mouth wide.

The thing that Hanbin threw was an item called Manhyangsu from the Seven Great Records of the Martial Arts that he had recently found.

It was a martial arts helmet that Hanbin made by adding iron to leather.

It is said that the Manhyangsu, made from the leather of the Mannyeonhwari rather than the regular leather, is unpierceable by any sword.

For this reason, Manhyangsu could be said to be the best defensive equipment for a warrior.

The origin of Manhyangsu was simpler than you might think.

It is said that any martial art, when it reaches its peak, has a unique scent.

It is said that if you use Manhyangsu, you will experience effects that are several levels higher than your own level.

The effect of Manhyangsu is that even ordinary vegetables have a fragrance.

The fragrance referred to here was energy.

Unlike normal energy, it was generally accepted that the energy of Manhyangsu could not be blocked by enemies.

You can stop the power that you see, but how can you stop the scent?

This was the legendary phrase that made Manhyangsu the Seven Great Treasures of the Murim.

‘A hundred percent accuracy.’

The Manhyangsu thrown by Hanbin landed squarely in Jang Iyeon’s hand.

But Seolhwa couldn’t close her mouth.

The reason why Seolhwa is so surprised is because all of the Seven Great Secrets of the Murim have lost their power.

In its current state, Manhyangsu was nothing more than a decoration made of rotten leather and scrap metal.

But you’re throwing that scrap metal at Jang I-yeon, who’s about to fight?

While Seol-hwa was surprised, Jang-yeon Jang, who had received the item, also asked with a puzzled expression.

“Hey, what is this?”

I asked Jang Mu-hee, but Han Bin answered instead.

“This is a trick, Master Jang.”

“Why are you giving this to me?”

“I think a familiar sword would be better than a sword. That sword would be able to block the dull blade of the opponent.”

“Thank you. What does it matter if it’s a sword or a sword? If it can’t cut off the enemy’s head, it’s just an ornament.”

After finishing speaking, Jang I-yeon put the water gun in both hands.

Then he pulled the string again.

So Jang Yi-yeon stood in front of Jang Mu-gwang.

Jo Wi-myeong, who was conducting the dance, looked at both sides and moved his lips.

It was because of concerns about whether it would be okay to conduct the fight while blindfolded on one side.

But the onlookers didn’t wait.

The onlookers cheered and urged the fight to begin.

Wow!

Boo!

At that time, Jang Yi-yeon nodded.

“I’m fine.”

“Hmm, I see.”

The goon, Jo Wi-myeong, nodded and raised the flag.

It was a flag that I didn’t know when it was prepared.

Geogangun Jo Wi-myeong quickly lowered the flag and shouted.

“Get started!”

At that moment, Jang Mu-gwang dug in without a moment of hesitation.

Papa Park!

Jang Moo-kwang rushes into Jang Yi-yeon’s arms like a buffalo.

The difference from the cow was that it had only one horn. Of course, Jang Mu-gwang’s horn was his sword.

For a moment, people closed their eyes.

It wasn’t strange to face an opponent blindfolded, even if you ended up dying at any moment.

Three steps.

Two steps.

Now, it was just one step before Jang Mu-gwang’s sword dug into Jang Yi-yeon’s chest.

Nobody wanted this kind of petty nonsense.

Some turned their heads and sighed.

“Oh, my money!”

I turned my head away not because of the horrible scene unfolding before my eyes, but because of the money that would fly away in an instant.

That was when.

A gust of wind blew around.

Whirlyrick!

For a moment the onlookers opened their eyes again.

Jang I-yeon was spinning around in a circle.

For a moment, something they couldn’t believe happened.

Jang Mu-gwang charged again like an angry buffalo, and Jang Yi-yeon dodged gently by drawing a circle again.

It was when Jang Mu-gwang’s eyebrows furrowed after he had failed twice.

In the blink of an eye, Jang Yiyeon’s fist flew towards the back of Jang Mu-gwang’s head.

The strange thing was that no one had seen Jang Yi-yeon’s fist.

Then someone shouted.

“He is a counselor of the highest order!”

“That’s clearly a recommendation… … .”

While they were surprised, Jang Mu-gwang quickly raised his sword horizontally.

bang!

Jang Yi-yeon’s fist and Jang Mu-gwang’s sword made contact.

Gulp.

Jang Mu-gwang was pushed back with his sword held horizontally.

In that moment, the onlookers at the back all left their seats.

Jang Mu-gwang looked around.

All the onlookers were looking at Jang Yi-yeon.

Jang I-yeon, with his eyes covered and ears pricked up, looked like a blind warrior.

Jang Yi-yeon’s momentum grew stronger and stronger. It was a momentum that was unimaginable in his previous form.

With his weaknesses gone, he was reborn as a perfect counselor.

At that moment, Jang Mu-gwang chuckled.

“I thought you might come out like that.”

“… … .”

Jang Yi-yeon tilted her head.

At that sight, Jang Mu-gwang shrugged his shoulders and waved his sword once.

At the same time, the disciples of the Mangeommun all took up their swords.