Episode 80. The Tao of Taegeuk2014.06.07.
Jerk, jerk.
The sound of Son Bin’s footsteps echoed in the quiet Tengwanggak banquet hall.
Sonbin walked quietly amidst such tension that even the sound of his breathing was tense.
This banquet hall, filled with countless young people, was watching Son Bin in silence as if no one was there.
Young men holding swords look back at Son Bin and make a way for him like waves splitting apart. Sonbin walked forward, passing by countless gazes of suspicion and expectation.
Sega’s later leaders who fell to Hanwol’s sword look at Sonbin with pale faces.
The eyes of Nam Gung-hun, Zhuge Hui, Heo Lian-hu, Gongsun Jue, and Mo Yong-lin are distorted by pain. In their eyes, helplessness and despair were complexly intertwined.
Jerk.
Among the many gazes, Sonbin stood in front of only one, Hanwol, who was showing her unstoppable will to kill Sonbin. His cold and sharp killing power seems as if he will cut Sonbin down at any moment.
“A civil servant’s attire and two swords.”
A bitter sneer appears on Hanwol’s lips again. His face is filled with an expression of blatant contempt, clearly intended to provoke his opponent.
“It’s pretty weird. “Is that the Magistrate’s preference?”
Sonbin did not answer. Instead, he saw Hanwol’s sword.
Ugh.
Red energy shimmers on Hanwol’s sword. The sword energy, a symbol of a peak master that no one could deny, was blooming from Hanwol’s sword.
Sonbin quietly placed his hand on the white egret.
Sreung.
The white heron’s straight blade was revealed under the lights of the banquet hall. And an exclamation flowed from someone’s mouth like a sigh.
“iced coffee.”
The white heron is a sword that catches the eyes of even those who know nothing about its beauty. It goes without saying for those who are familiar with swords.
Even those who had seen all the famous swords in the world were not only amazed, but even forgot for a moment that this was a place at the crossroads of life and death.
The egret instantly, literally, caught everyone’s attention.
“It’s a great sword.”
Even Hanwol forgot the ridicule. He spoke in a low voice.
“But I have seen many cases where the owner is not suitable for the sword.”
He said.
“What about you?”
Okay.
Son Bin raised his sword. The cold blade of the white heron is heading towards Hanwol.
“I heard that a warrior answers with his sword.”
Sonbin said with calm eyes.
“I don’t dare call you a warrior, but I too will answer with this sword.”
A smile that was completely different from the previous ridicule spread across Hanwol’s face. It was a laugh that came from his heart, and that made it even more terrifying.
“I will answer with my sword…” … . Good answer. “I hope your skills are as good as that answer.”
Hanwol raised his sword. His sword radiates an ominous red energy towards Sonbin.
“Otherwise, you will definitely die right here.”
Ugh.
At the same time as Hanwol’s sword cried, Sunbin’s white heron began to let out a soft sword cry. The eerie sound of the two swords clearly spread through the silent banquet hall.
There was a lot of tension between the two. But the tension didn’t last long.
“What are you doing?”
Suddenly Hanwol frowned and said.
“Surely, that’s all?”
His smile had already disappeared. Sonbin did not understand his reaction.
“What is that… … .”
“under.”
Hanwol sighed. There would be no reason for Sonbin to hide his level now.
However, the fact that the name is everything means that it is not much different from other review indices here. That great sword, that mighty spirit, and even those eyes were just superficial.
Wow.
He ground his teeth.
“This place… … .”
Anger began to appear in his eyes.
“It really seems like there was nothing but trash.”
fault.
Hanwol’s sword swung towards Son Bin. There is no reason to waste time. Hanwol’s expression was cold.
Buuuk.
The red sword energy left a trace in the air like silk and cut Son Bin apart.
Hanwol had no doubt that his opponent’s falsehood would be shattered by this single sword. Just like the late Jisoo who claimed to be from a prestigious family.
The trajectory of death quickly reached Son Bin’s doorstep. But Sonbin did not avoid it. Rather, he took a step forward and pointed down at the egret.
Sigh.
It was a sword technique that was extremely clean and simple, and at first glance, there was no feeling of any technique whatsoever.
‘joy.’
Hanwol sneered. The white egret was drawing a trajectory in the air with its beautiful blade shining, but its sword energy was still not blooming.
Hanwol was confident that his red sword energy would split Sonbin in two.
But that was a hasty prediction.
hook.
‘Huh?’
At the very moment when it was supposed to cut through Sunbin, Hanwol realized that his sword was just passing through empty space.
That wasn’t all. The white heron’s beautiful blade had suddenly appeared as if in an illusion from a direction where there was nothing, and was holding it towards him.
‘Tsk.’
At that moment, Hanwol reflexively swung his sword and kicked the floor with all his might.
Boouk.
As soon as the red sword energy split the empty air, Hanwol instantly retreated. The egret did not chase.
widely.
Hanwol got down lightly. And she glared at her son Bin with her sharp eyes.
“you… … “What have you done?”
Confusion was evident in Hanwol’s eyes as she asked. In an instant, everything in the space he perceived became tangled up.
His sword strike cut through the air, and the opponent’s sword struck where he thought there was nothing. This has never happened before.
As a master of sword energy manifestation, there was no situation that he could not understand. At least until now.
“nothing.”
Sonbin answered.
“I just answered with my sword.”
“Ha, you answered with a sword?”
Hanwol was dumbfounded. The pinnacle of manifesting tangible sword energy has a completely different meaning from simply putting internal power into a sword.
No matter how beautiful the sword is, or even if it is a peerless divine sword, it cannot make up the difference. In other words, no matter how famous a sword Sun Bin holds in his hand, he cannot compete with Han Yue’s sword energy.
However, Son Bin said that he answered with his sword.
What on earth did you answer with your sword?
Wow.
Hanwol gritted his teeth. Sonbin clearly did something. Maybe it is a new law that has reached its peak. But the same number will not work again.
“good. Then, as you said… … .”
Pak.
Before he could finish his sentence, Hanwol attacked Sonbin again.
“Let me ask your sword!”
Boouk.
Hanwol’s sword, with its sword energy flickering, was drawn towards Son Bin once again.
The eerie trajectory, beautiful as the waves of red silk, but threatening death the moment it touches, was rushing towards Son Bin.
Ugh.
The white heron cried softly. Sonbin was looking straight at the flow of Hanwol’s sword approaching towards him.
No, it wasn’t just Hanwol’s Geomro.
The countless small streams surrounding Hanwol and themselves that continued and flowed were clearly revealed like shining starlight.
Kwakwagak!
Hanwol’s sword falls towards him with tremendous force. Sonbin quietly drew a white heron from bottom to top.
Huh.
The white egret draws a line along the Hyeoncheondae River Geomgyeol. There is no momentum that overwhelms the opponent, and it is not so fast that you can’t follow it with your eyes.
However, the moment the white heron, which quietly approached like a gentle gesture of a beautiful woman, made contact with Hanwol’s sword, Hanwol’s sword path, which was sparkling with red sword energy, lost its way and bent in a completely unexpected direction.
‘omg!’
Hanwol also saw that amazing sight. Since he had already assumed there was something there, he could see it clearly. So he couldn’t believe it even more.
‘Nonsense!’
The moment his sword, which was emitting sword energy, collided with Son Bin’s white heron, or to be more precise, at the moment when the clash was right in front of him, his sword was twisted in a completely unexpected direction.
It wasn’t just the sword. Along with the flow of his sword energy, his bet was also cleverly swayed. So naturally that he could not even detect his own distortions himself.
The strange sense of discomfort he felt earlier, the feeling as if everything around him had become tangled up for a moment, was precisely because his senses were tangled up.
‘Tsk.’
But now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts. Sonbin’s egret was falling through the gap in his distorted perception.
No, to be precise, Hanwol herself exposed it to him. His own perfect weakness.
“Haaa!”
With all his might, Hanwol desperately swung his sword.
Whoops.
The red sword energy on his sword rose up like a storm and struck at Son Bin.
As if it would destroy everything that stands in its way.
And it was exactly what Sonbin expected.
[Reading the other person’s instincts and cleverly changing them is called the art of ecological grafting.]
Sajahyeok’s voice echoed in Sonbin’s head.
Hanwol’s sword skills were obviously at a great level, but there was no need to even try to read his sword skills.
As he is convinced of the absolute power of manifesting sword energy, his sword skills are rather extremely efficient and simple.
[Once you reach the level, you can even do your opponent’s bets as you wish. It is possible to control a large force with a small force, so this is the law of Saryangbalcheongeun.]
Demonstration of sword energy is the state where one’s bet is embodied in tangible sword energy.
Sword energy is an absolute power that splits everything that stands in its way, but on the contrary, if a strong impact is received through sword energy, the person holding the sword also suffers damage.
Just as Sa Soo-yeon’s bet was greatly lost due to an internal conflict.
It is said that Sunbin is a master of the sword, but the fact that the sword cries means that the sword has already begun to gain strength. It wasn’t that difficult for Sonbin to twist the flow of Hanwol.
Because the flow of Hanwol’s sword energy was clearly revealed before Sonbin’s eyes like shining starlight.
“Haaa!”
Whoops.
The angry sword energy of Hanwol swirls like a storm. His sword energy gushing out like a stream of swords looks like it will tear Sonbin to pieces at any moment.
However, there is nothing as simple and blind as anger. Sonbin slowly moved the egret.
Sreuk.
Like a sword dance, the graceful and beautiful path of the white heron headed straight for Hanwol’s sword. And the exact moment when the two swords met.
Ching.
A very small sound rang out. It was a sound so subtle that only Sonbin and Hanwol could hear it. But the heavy drinking that followed drowned out that small sound.
Quang!
“Ugh.”
It was Hanwol who flew away, spurting blood. And Sonbin stood there with his eyes closed while lifting the egret.
[A person who has realized the Supreme Way is not biased or swayed by anything. That is the Tao of Taegeuk, and that sword is the sword that contains the wisdom of Taegeuk.]
Sonbin looked at his hands, recalling Sajahyeok’s words. Sonbin’s hand was twitching. This is because the regurgitation transmitted through the egret turned his insides upside down.
The Taegeuk way of not being shaken by anything is very far away.
Kudangtang.
Hanwol, who was thrown out, was unable to maintain her balance and rolled around on the floor. Everyone in the banquet hall looked at the scene with expressions of astonishment.
“Ugh… … . Cough.”
As Hanwol stood up, he vomited blood. The blood dragon’s uniform is stained with blood.
“W-what did you do?”
“I’m just giving back what’s yours to you.”
Sonbin answered calmly, taking a deep breath. Hanwol also barely spoke, suppressing his boiling excitement.
“Go back… … You said you did it? How on earth… … .”
“The method of grafting and grafting, the method of Saryangbalcheongeun. And the Tao of Taegeuk.”
“Hey, this grafting?”
Hanwol gritted his teeth. He was also familiar with the techniques of Ewha grafting and Saryangbalcheongeun.
However, no one has ever heard of a person defeating a master of sword energy expression using such techniques alone.
No, I didn’t even need to hear it.
There is no way that such a method would work for a peak expert, and it is impossible to even attempt it unless you are at least at the same peak expert level.
“It makes no sense. that… … .”
“execution!”
A sharp sound rang through the banquet hall. Shinwol, the Blood Dragon Gate warrior who left with the later leaders of Sapa, returned with other Blood Dragon Gate warriors.
The moment he saw Hanwol coughing up blood and barely standing, his eyes rolled over.
“Yes you idiot!”
His eyes instantly turned red and a tremendous amount of energy began to pour out. It was the exact moment when he was about to pull out his sword.
“New moon! “Stop!”
“Death penalty… … .”
“Stop! “This is an order!”
Could it be that he was overwhelmed by the momentum of Hanwol? Shinwol’s eyes slowly began to return to their original color.
“What is the situation?”
Hanwol asked with cold eyes.
The return of the new moon meant that the situation had changed drastically. Shinwol quickly approached Hanwol, supported him, and spoke softly.
“The wall collapsed.”
What he said was a short sentence, but it had great meaning. Hanwol bit his lip.
“There is no point in protecting a broken wall. “Withdraw immediately.”
“yes.”
Shinwol tried to help her, but Hanwol stood up on her own. I can’t tell if he’s already settled a bet or if he’s just bluffing.
“You guys! How dare you run away… … .”
One of the late Sega leaders, who realized the situation, stepped forward with his sword and shouted. Hanwol lightly snorted and kicked his sword that was on the floor.
Peeing.
Unlike the light movement, the sword was fired at a frightening speed. And the direction the sword was heading was Sonbin.
“omg!”
“Daehyeop!”
The reviewers who were watching quickly shouted. Before we knew it, Sonbin’s name had changed to Daehyup, but no one thought it was strange.
Because Son Bin was the one who defeated the peak sword energy master right in front of their eyes.
Chiing.
Sonbin swung his sword as if he had been waiting. With a small clanging sound, Hanwol’s sword flew in a completely different direction.
Teong.
The flying sword was deeply embedded in the thick pillar of Tengwang Pavilion. The sword, which was almost halfway stuck, was unable to overcome the momentum and trembled, perhaps due to the high stakes placed on it.
“Huh.”
The faces of the late exponents immediately hardened. If that sword had come flying towards someone else, he would have been killed instantly.
When the latter-day indexes turned their heads again, the figures of Hanwol and Shinwol had already disappeared.
Sreung.
Sonbin collected the white heron. The white heron’s sword body, so beautiful that it made you sigh, disappeared, and Son Bin approached Sinui and Sa Su-yeon.
The eyes of everyone in the banquet hall naturally followed Son Bin, and the young people themselves paved the way for Son Bin.
“What about Sa Soje?”
Sonbin knelt down on one knee next to Sa Suyeon and looked at her complexion.
She is still pale, still beautiful.
Sinui glanced at Sonbin and then felt Sasuyeon’s pulse. And he quietly shook his head at her.
“Not good. The chill is getting stronger. There is no way to keep it like this… … .”
“There is a way.”
Everyone’s eyes turned to her at the sound of the girl’s harsh voice.
A small, fragile-looking girl with her face covered with cotton yarn stood quietly. As if it had been there before.
“Who is it?”
“Was there a girl like that?”
While people were whispering to each other, Sonbin stood up.
“Soje, how can we get here…” … .”
There was a mixture of joy and concern at the same time. This is a dangerous place. In Sun Bin’s opinion, there is no place for a girl like Dang Yue Ah.
Besides, didn’t she have a hard time dealing with people?
Sabak.
Tang Yue’er slowly approached. Her eyes were focused on the pale face of Sa Su-yeon, who had collapsed.
“Did you say the chill was running rampant?”
Looking directly at Xinyi, Tang Yue’er said.
“There is a way.”
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