Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 837



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Episode 837. Hohyung Yongje (2)

Jang Mu-hee looked blankly at Han Bin.

Even if Eun-gong gave up, she couldn’t just leave her brother behind.

Then Hanbin opened his mouth again.

“I’ll take it. So, go up.”

“Oh, I see.”

Jang Mu-hee followed Seol-hwa upstairs.

He had no choice but to believe in Eun-gong’s promise to take responsibility for his brother.

Because no one knows her brother better than Eun-gong.

Jang Mu-hee bit her lips and quickly turned around to follow Seol-hwa who was walking ahead.

Jang Mu-hee, who went upstairs, opened her eyes wide.

This place was also blocked on all sides.

What awaited them there was darkness without even a shred of light.

That was when.

A noise was heard coming from the stairs.

Thud thud.

It was the sound of assassins disguised as moles.

Jang Mu-hee grabbed the scabbard without realizing it.

Jang Mu-hee, who had been taking a stance so that she could draw her sword at any time, let go of her hand without realizing it.

This floor was pitch black, so dark that you couldn’t even see straight ahead.

Since there was no distinction between friend and foe, it was said that even Aman’s teeth could be injured by his own sword.

Ssuk.

Jang Mu-hee stepped back at the sound she heard here and there.

That was when.

A faint life force flowed in front of him.

A single ray of light flowing through life.

WHEEK!

Jang Mu-hee held the scabbard without realizing it.

It is a reflexive reaction to an enemy attack.

But I wasn’t sure if I could stop it.

This was an unfavorable fight for anyone.

Seeing the opponents who were boldly swinging their swords, it was clear that they had been trained to confidently fight in the dark.

Jang Mu-hee, who was defending with her sword sheath as a pillar, tilted her head.

Because I couldn’t feel anything from the scabbard.

Instead, a faint scream echoed from ahead.

evil!

dump.

The sound of the approaching assassins suddenly faded.

At that moment, a familiar voice was heard from next to Jang Mu-hee.

“Are you okay, Sister?”

“It’s a fairy tale, right? But how… … .”

Jang Mu-hee was left speechless.

I had no idea what was happening right now.

The opponent was a murderer who was accustomed to darkness.

But Seolhwa defeated one of them without a problem.

Judging by Seolhwa’s age, she didn’t look even twenty years old. No, if you just looked at her face, you could tell she was younger than that.

At first glance, Seolhwa seemed to lack experience in martial arts.

In fact, when dealing with assassins who are accustomed to the darkness, experience was more important than martial arts.

However, Seolhwa was dealing with the terrifying assassin without any problem.

The thing that I found most incomprehensible was Seolhwa’s voice.

Seolhwa’s voice was brighter than ever.

The voice of a girl who had just come out to drink instantly erased the smell of blood felt right in front of her.

For a moment, Jang Mu-hee forgot that the assassins were approaching her.

Then Seolhwa continued speaking.

“I’m more used to the dark than those guys.”

“What does that mean… … .”

Jang Mu-hee couldn’t finish her words this time either. This was because she still didn’t understand Seol-hwa’s words.

There is no one in the world of martial arts who is more accustomed to darkness than to water.

Seolhwa, who had finished speaking, took a step forward.

In an instant, the sound of Seolhwa’s footsteps echoed in all directions.

Thump.

Jang Mu-hee tried to reach out, but stopped.

I thought I shouldn’t stop talking.

At that moment, Seolhwa’s voice was heard again.

“Let’s deal with them first.”

This time, he raised his voice as if he was intentionally making noise.

Suddenly, two figures approaching Seolhwa.

The presence contained a vague murderous aura.

Stroke! Stroke!

After two more slashes in the darkness, a scream was heard from the other side again.

Aaak!

Ugh!

After the scream came silence again.

The approaching assassins all disappeared at once.

But the story didn’t stop.

“Those who are coming in, please come in quickly. You have to eat the candy I left behind.”

Of course, no one responded to Seolhwa’s words.

That was when.

Seolhwa snapped her fingers.

Exactly.

It looked like something I’d seen somewhere before.

At that moment, I felt a noise from behind.

The new model approached and took something out of its bosom while rustling something.

The object taken out from his bosom was a night drink.

Cheonghwa, holding a night drink, looked at Seolhwa with her cheeks puffed out.

“Why are you snapping your fingers when you could just say it?”

“I really wanted to try it too.”

“Then let me do it too.”

“Okay, later… … .”

Seol-hwa finished speaking and her eyes sparkled as she held the U-hyeolrang sword.

The sight was like a wolf wandering around a snowy field looking for food.

A story of a man slowly moving forward while holding a night watch.

Jang Mu-hee, who saw the story from behind, opened her mouth without realizing it.

What Seolhwa was spewing out was not simply murderous intent.

The momentum of Seolhwa, who was now slowly moving forward, had the dignity of a great sage leading a sect.

Jang Mu-hee shook her head without realizing it.

At this point, I couldn’t think of the story as open.

How can openness be so powerful?

Looking at the back of the snow there, the darkness seemed more comfortable.

Jang Mu-hee felt strangely relieved, even though she didn’t understand the current situation.

I felt confident that I would be safe behind the scenes.

On the one hand, as the enemy’s form became recognizable thanks to the night light, a sense of victory arose in Jang Mu-hee’s heart.

I wanted to defeat them and go to the first floor to rescue my brother and Eun-gong.

This was the instinct of an unmanned being.

But Jang Mu-hee shook her head.

The fact that even Seol-hwa, who was showing off her overwhelming momentum, avoided her position meant that going down would be of no help at all.

Jang Mu-hee calmed her mind and picked up her sword.

If Seolhwa was in a disadvantageous situation, she would immediately draw her sword.

Seolhwa slowly examined the enemy, leaving behind the gaze of those around her.

In front of the castle, the assassins were spread out in a wide camp.

They were holding their breath, as if they were cowering.

Seolhwa knew that they did not shrink.

All they did was change their tactics after being hit by three assassins.

If the enemy had really flinched, then the assassin who had been hit by Sulwha’s bloody sword would have been rolling around in that spot.

But the assassins quickly moved their comrades.

It was proof that their swords had not yet become dull.

Looking down in embarrassment, it was clearly a tactic to show off and lure the opponent.

Seolhwa knew that if she took one step forward from here, they would immediately surround her and begin attacking.

Seolhwa looked quietly at the floor.

As expected, his prediction was correct.

There were iron bars scattered all over the floor.

The ironclads were drawing a line between themselves and the story.

If the story went any further, it was clear that the soles of her feet would be struck with iron.

Looking closely, I could see a faint scent of poison coming from the floor.

Seolhwa nodded.

“It’s nice to see you faithfully carrying out your mission. If you’re an assassin, you have to eliminate your target by any means necessary. So, it’s commendable.”

There was no playfulness in Seolhwa’s words.

This was heartfelt advice.

Before meeting Hanbin, Seolhwa lived her entire life as a killer.

This is the special assassination of Heukcheon, the best assassination group along with Salmak.

Seolhwa was the one who went beyond special killing and raised the black water killing.

Seolhwa now saw the murderers in front of her as children.

Everything was clumsy, from attacking the enemy in the dark to retreating.

Their future actions were all visible there.

Then one of the assassins disguised as a sniper came forward.

“That feels good.”

It was clear what Sulwha had said about seeing through the poisonous iron.

Seolhwa shook her head.

“If it were me, I wouldn’t have used cheap, smelly poison like Myohyang for the iron. If possible, I would have used poison like Soisan even if it was a little more expensive. Of course, I think I should highly value the courage to hold on and not run away.”

“Your tongue is long.”

“An old sage once said that a person with a long tongue wins half the battle.”

“Who is that old sage?”

“That’s a secret.”

Seolhwa smiled brightly.

In fact, the identity of the saint could not be revealed.

It is said that the old sages spoke, but it was Hanbin who said that if the tongue is long, half of it is eaten.

The man standing in front of me frowned.

A red face that stands out even under the dim night light.

The story of the story has been told through the eyes of the people.

For a moment, Salsu took several deep breaths as if trying to control his emotions.

Then he raised one finger.

At the same time, all the soldiers behind him took off their shirts.

As he took off his top, a tight-fitting nightgown was revealed.

It was the perfect outfit for a water drill.

Seolhwa chuckled at the sight.

“Are you sure you want to give it a try?”

“Of course. I learned how to use a sword properly, kid.”

“Who is your teacher?”

“I’m sorry, but that’s a secret from me too.”

The man pulled out a sword from behind his back.

A size between a dagger and a longsword.

It was about the size of a man’s forearm.

A heavy sword of that size was actually mainly used by assassins who were confident in close combat.

All assassins of Heukcheon, above the rank of captain, use heavy swords like men.

The lead assassin moved his sword and took out a small bamboo tube from his bosom.

It wasn’t just the assassins in front. The assassins behind also took out their bamboo buckets and threw them at the same time.

Suddenly, smoke rose from the bamboo tube.

If it was just one, I wouldn’t know, but when a large number of bamboo barrels started emitting smoke, the night light became useless.

As the smoke filled the room, the onlookers at the back retreated in fear and pressed against the wall.

Seol-hwa tilted her head after seeing her opponent’s method.

Strangely enough, their methods seemed familiar.

The thoroughness with which smoke grenades were prepared even in the dark was something not seen in ordinary assassins.

It’s like… … .

It was similar to the water in Heukcheon where Seolhwa belonged.

It was the story that taught us this technique.

Seolhwa held her breath for a moment.

The most important thing in this match was breathing.

This was no ordinary performance.

If you inhaled even a little bit of this smoke, you would definitely lose consciousness on the spot.

This was a tactic that was trained in preparation for fighting an absolute master.

That was when.

The swords of the assassins flowed in before Seolhwa’s eyes.

For a moment, Seolhwa tilted her head.

Because I saw a faint black dot in the center of the sword blade passing through the smoke.

That point was none other than the symbol of Heukcheon.

In fact, if it weren’t for the Black Heaven, there would be no group that would leave traces of assassination on a weapon.

The reason I left the dots like that was because I was confident that I would not fail the mission.

***

There was a commotion upstairs, but there was no change between Hanbin and Peng Jingbin.

Peng Jingbin bound Hanbin’s sword and then laughed at him.

“It’s like a rabbit caught in a trap worrying about a running deer.”

“Now I look like a rabbit.”

“It looks like a baby mouse, not a rabbit.”

Peng Kyeong-bin looked at Han-bin with a look of laughter.

Just looking at those eyes, Peng Kyeong-bin was sure he was a cat.

Hanbin shrugged his shoulders after seeing those eyes and said.

“Have you ever seen a cat bitten by a mouse?”