Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 343

Sequence Battle (4)

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Jeongyeonsin ate a lot. Cheonganmagyeom Cheongmyeong, who recognized him immediately with his eyesight that was no less than that of Yullyeongdaeju, told his servants to bring him more food.

That’s how the banquet of Ma Gwang-ik, who was surrounded by the evil spirits of the new swordsman, began.

The Ma Gwang-ik warriors, who had inherited the Seomyeo martial arts lineage, were more familiar than anyone else with the polite speech and light wheel skills unique to Daeju.

They were both unfamiliar with the sight of the mature Daeju and greatly welcomed it.

It was home.

It had to be that way for everyone in Ma Kwang-ik’s life.

As soon as Jeong Yeon-shin returned, she focused her attention on Baek Mi-ryeo. She couldn’t help it. Her older sister, who was like her eldest sister, was the deceased Sun Maryeon-ju.

He lost his blood relative to the leader of a famous sect who has recently been perceived as a symbol of great strength and power.

Just as Baek Mi-ryeo and Ma Gwang-iljo filled Jeong Yeon-shin’s loneliness, he also wanted to give her strength.

-The length was different. There is no room for sympathy.

Baek Mi-ryeo was as cold as usual.

A series of swordsmen who follow the Cheonma lineage and look after the people’s livelihood. Although the temperaments of the Iphwangseong warriors are all different, they all share a common spirit.

―Just… If I ever get a mission to the West, I hope you’ll send me alone. I’ll have to stop by the grave sometime.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin just nodded silently.

It was while I was wiping away the overflowing alcohol with Samadhi Evolution that I was thinking of the members of the next mission last night.

‘I hope you and Hye-ah are doing well. The general who went to Shaolin… … .’

The hem of her clothes brushed against the marble tabletop, making a rough sound.

He didn’t even glance at Chil-sado as he walked towards the door.

The body that had grown up in a metamorphosis was not capable of going against the will in martial arts, but it would often experience various sensations and impulses, including hunger. It was something that had to be endured as an adult.

He opened the door and opened his mouth.

“The Unkiyosang Gugyeol must have had an effect.”

Sarak.

The response was slow. There was a slow movement of the body in the bed. Was it intentional? Chil-sado’s behavior kept Jeong-yeon Shin in the office for a short while longer.

“Did our Taesa tell you up to the second verse? I definitely memorized it up to that point.”

“I was fifteen.”

“I guess I forgot again. Are those Simmu-ryeon guys really that bad?”

Hundreds of people attack together like a swarm of ants.

It was a soft, calm voice. However, Jeong Yeon-shin was good at distinguishing between lies and truth from Chil Sado’s words and actions.

Even if she had all the tricks of hiding and disguising, it was a lie.

“It’s not a monkey, is it?”

“huh?”

“Don’t act recklessly. The royal family member you pulled out, Joo Yeon-jeong, is someone who has amassed a great deal of power. You shouldn’t judge someone like that based on their martial arts skills.”

It was true. He said that he was confined by his maternal grandfather and yet he was outside.

Among the royal figures that Jeong Yeon-shin had met, there was no one who did not seem to be skilled in worldly affairs, so even if Joo Yeon-jeong had lost her martial arts skills, she should not be seen as a mere scarecrow.

I’m wondering if Chilsado will catch Joo Yeon-jeong’s attention.

“Isn’t it okay if I don’t get noticed?”

A humorous retort came back.

Jeongyeonshin left the room without answering.

She was both unbelievably trustworthy and incredibly reliable. She was a master who had mastered the Blood Flame Sect’s Asin method to the highest level.

Having mastered one of the four most outstanding body movements in the world to the limit, only a few black people with outstanding achievements in the sense-perception path would be able to find the Seven Sages who have hidden their bodies.

‘No matter what happens… … .’

Even if something happens, Jeong Yeon-shin will be able to handle it with his current achievements, military power, and legitimacy.

He never forgot the image of his maternal grandfather, who would always talk about being unique in front of the royal family. Even the way he said that he was indebted to his grandson was as cool as a divine blood demon.

“Have a nice trip.”

Jeong Yeon-shin left the palace, leaving Chil-sado behind. She was thinking about how to treat her, apart from Bo-eun.

* * *

General Assembly of the General Assembly.

“We have information that Namgung Jeilgeom of the Muryonghoe is moving with Yeo Ryeongju. There are also rumors that Am Ya Jeonju, who finished his mission, made contact with them in Nam Jikrye, which overlaps with the time when Paengga requested support from the Shin Geomdanju.”

A handsome man of letters spoke.

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong. He was in front of a round table with gold in it.

Jeong Yeon-shin listened to the explanation of the situation silently. As the hiatus was long, the situation of the world of martial arts was also changing rapidly.

There were many things to know for the safety of the monks and nuns.

He slowly moved his lips away.

“… Didn’t the two thirteen Heavenly Lords on your side get hit by the Dragon Ring Sword of the Danju? If the Dark Night Lord got up from his seat, shouldn’t we also consider the possibility that the Muryonghoe Lord recovered?”

“Namgung Jeilgeom and Muryonghoeju are in charge of the vanguard together… It would be hard to think of something more terrifying than that. However, there are rumors that Amya Jeonju, as a faded nobleman, has his own secret arts. On the other hand, Muryonghoeju is a madman who only has martial arts. At least Amya Jeonju has no intention of sharing secret arts with that bastard.”

The Grand Master added, shaking his head.

“Since ancient times, Sima Yi and Dao have never been able to get along together.”

“Isn’t that what they’re doing now? They’re taking advantage of the famine.”

“… There is no other way. Not only the small factions, but even some of the major factions have been collectively revolting for a long time. The situation is infinitely close to chaos. Your Majesty has been to Shanxi, which is close to Beijing, so you may not have felt it, but it is different down there. Right now, we have no choice but to trust Yong Danju’s judgment and force… … .”

“… … .”

“While the common people are starving to death or being looted and killed in various places, people from the royal family are also coming, so we don’t know what to do.”

The Grand General’s story sounded like a complaint. Jeong Yeon-shin thought of the man who had stepped on the handle of his sword. He was the eldest son of King Gungmyeong, a distant relative of the current emperor. He was called Sword Wi-gong Ju-cheol.

“What brings you to the royal palace?”

“I want you to take charge of the northern front. The area ruled by the demons and the tyrants.”

“Didn’t the three greatest imperial masters receive military honors from the emperor and go on a campaign?”

“It certainly was. But it’s not an empty quibble. These days, there are rare fertile lands under their control… … Aren’t there many areas in the north as well?”

There is a shortage of hands, and the circumstances surrounding the nature are not good.

When Jeong Yeon-shin returned and saw Iphwangseong, it had a lively atmosphere as if they were holding a banquet with Hwanikbo, but it was mostly closer to the efforts of Iphwangseong masters trying to raise morale with new techniques.

Jeongyeonshin glanced at the sunlight breaking through the broken ceiling and opened her lips.

“Haven’t we gathered enough blacks now? The assignments need to be distributed quickly.”

He had no intention of staying in the country for long.

It was different from usual. The great lords who had lost contact during the mission to eliminate the minor cult leaders of the Myunggyo had all exchanged martial arts skills with Jeongyeonshin.

It was a system of death for the Dongmun brothers. The mysterious sound of the name, Socheonmujeok Yeoljin, also aroused impatience.

“As you have heard, if you exclude the defense of the castle, you must choose one of the two major missions. The North and the Ming Dynasty. Among the other troublemakers of the Black Hierarchy, there is no one who wants to take the North mission. They are all like Jeong Dae-ju. Of course, they are colleagues rather than the royal treasury.”

“I heard there is competition. When the missions desired by the major shareholders overlap.”

“Yes. We have already reached a rough agreement. The Chief Inspector General will not be satisfied, though.”

“No rain.”

“Of course. Not everyone has the martial arts skills to fight a short battle like Jeong Dae-ju. You can’t bet your mission on something that might take a few rounds. It’ll end quickly. After Jeong Dae-ju left with the evil squad leader, they talked about a few things among themselves… … .”

This means that the dispute between the major lords who want to take over the mission is not resolved through fighting alone.

Jeong Yeon-sin, who recalled the scene of Xiahou Weijin being beaten by his maternal grandfather, suddenly became curious. How would this be accomplished?

That was when.

“This letter is a mission report, right?”

The Grand General suddenly unfolded the scroll on the round table. Because they had only exchanged business-related remarks, their compliments to Magwangikju were insufficient.

It was the law that a person who had achieved great success should be treated accordingly.

“I was very interested in Shin Chang and Geuk Ma’s report alone, but I wonder what Jung Dae Joo’s perspective is. Let’s see… … Hmm?”

Those who worked as literary agents in the Murim sect usually had a similar habit: they would look at the contents of the document as a whole at once.

The content of the letter was extremely urgent and could affect the life and death of several people.

The Grand Master’s eyes quickly opened wide and he turned to the end of the text.

At the same time, someone knocked on the door.

Judging from the sound, it was a letter from the General’s Office. When Jeong Yeon-sin asked, he was told that someone had come from the lumber store.

Originally, a clothing merchant would only buy and sell fabric, but the owner of a timber store near Iphwangseong was also a tailor who learned martial arts and wove thread by hand. There was even talk that he was a very fast gold thread master.

“I think you’ve got some clothes that fit you. Let’s go down first.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said.

The frozen General had to be left alone. The young man went straight down to the first floor and picked up a new black robe.

As soon as I put it on, I could tell that it was suitable for my heightened eye level. The golden strokes of the character “荒” written on the shoulder also felt as long as my hair now.

As I stroked the rough, golden yellow emperor’s head once, the lumber shop owner, who had a fierce face like a warrior in a hundred battles, noticed.

“When you are promoted, you want large letters… Isn’t that befitting of your high lord’s reputation?”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was about to say something, ended up nodding her head slightly.

Now, he had the agility to dodge Heonwonchang’s hand movements, but he couldn’t tell him to make it again before his departure.

I just hoped this would be the last blackout.

* * *

Iphwangseong Central Military Camp.

Green pine needles were falling from the clear blue sky. A gentle breeze was blowing, carrying the feeling of spring. It felt soft against my skin.

The process leading up to the competition in Daeju was carried out at lightning speed.

Since the rank of black is higher than that of most other officials, the event could have been delayed, but everything was completed in one day.

Even though the place is vast, the crowds that gathered after hearing the rumor were packed. It was a rare event in these tense times.

The number of people surrounding the large stage and making a fuss exceeded a hundred, even though no one who was not a regular member of the original force was allowed in.

“That guy is the Magwangikjusi? Really?”

“I heard you clearly.”

“Does that make sense?”

“You must have gone through a complete transformation.”

Eyes were focused on one place.

A young man carrying a sword with an awkwardly blunt handle.

He has a thin face, unlike his body which is made up of graceful muscles.

It was difficult to find any trace of the boy in that strange dissonance, apart from his eyes, shining brightly in the sunlight.

“You’ve lost a lot of weight. I wonder what you’ll look like when you get your original facial features back.”

“How strong have you become?”

“That person was really cute… … .”

“Keep quiet, idiot.”

Even among the unmanned people of Ip Hwang Seong, reactions varied widely.

Those who showed distrust, those who burst into exclamations. The transformation that took place at a young age could not help but come as a mystery to anyone.

In the meantime, some insightful speculation was made.

“Singeombu Daeju, Yeouicheonju, Bohyeol Daeju, Yullyeong Daeju, Myeongryu Daeju, Magwangikju… They are all splendid.”

“There is also a Suncheon Ikju agent.”

“They say they are competing with each other in terms of nerves.”

“It was a stroke of luck that the Wonpyeongil Sword Hall collapsed. I should express my gratitude to the Heavenly Lord.”

“If you are going to be a caretaker, wouldn’t it be more advantageous for the current Lord Myungryu among the Lords present? How many of you are going together?”

“I don’t think the blood lord’s care will be that far behind the light lord’s care.”

“The long-term is different. There are only a very small number of gangsters who have survived after seeing the movements of the divine blood demon. This time, he even fought the sword master. He survived even after enduring nineteen seconds, that is, nineteen seconds… … .”

“Five hundred and nineteen seconds.”

It was a soft voice. The white drones who had been talking glanced back and were startled.

The island of Magwangikju, which had been at the entrance to the training grounds, had already passed behind them.

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly climbed up onto the stage.

Two people were waiting. They stood facing each other in the shape of a triangle.

There is no other reason why black-clad dignitaries stand in the streets like a troupe of acrobats selling laughter.

The martial arts world of Gangho has entered a chaotic era. It is to raise the morale of the Iphwangseong warriors who are likely to become targets of the world. It shows the great lords’ strength once again.

‘They say that Hwanikbo is popular.’

Jeong Yeon-shin glanced at the tall black-robed woman who was shaking her feet on one side. Lady Bukgung of Yeoui Heaven. After hearing the details of the competition, her arms and legs felt a little threatening.

“hmm?”

Their eyes met. A bluish light flashed across Bukgung-ah’s eyes.

“I almost gouged out my own eyes earlier. I didn’t even know the source and put the Hwanikbo in my mouth.”

“The Hwanikbo of Senior Bukgung is not something to belittle.”

Jeongyeonshin answered calmly. At the same time, the corners of Bukgungah’s mouth went up.

“A sect is a sect. Since the origin is not bad, I don’t think my Hwaniksabo will be able to eat up your martial arts. Oh, I’m a few steps ahead now.”

Ugh―

She pulled both elbows back in place. At the same time, a dull wave of aerodynamic force rippled through her back muscles, clearly connected. It was almost like a shock wave.

“Did you ask me to buy it?”

“There are many corners to expand into. Your talent is so subtle.”

“Sabo.”

Jeongyeonshin repeated softly. Bukgungah glanced at him and took a step forward.

“Your child is now a grown man. Let’s get together. At least one person has to show up before midnight tonight.”

“great.”

A rare, clear line formed on Jeongyeonshin’s lips.

Damn it.

A competition where he changes his opponent’s behavior with his nerves. He took a step forward under the brightly shining sunlight. He felt Bukgung-ah’s gaze glaring at the meteor sword hanging on his waist.