Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 404

The best of the best (4)

“Japanese eclipse?”

Namgung Mujin’s mouth twisted slowly.

“You’re looking for charm in a place like this? I thought you had a different temperament from Yong Danju, but now that I look at it, it doesn’t seem like that at all.”

It was a dreary voice. Immediately afterwards, a sound like a heartbeat rang out once again, and the shadow of the greatsword that had been engulfing the two grew larger.

“Magwangikju… You tore up the magic circle here in order to save the Shingeomdanju. Thank you. It was going to be a hassle anyway.”

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin stood there blankly and looked up. Immediately, an invisible aerodynamic wave came down as if it were scratching her eyelids.

Woof- Woof-

A wave of energy continuously extending from a colorless sword floating in the air.

A heavy, strong wind swept past Jeongyeonshin’s face repeatedly, while something invisible weighed down on his shoulder. It seemed to be the magic of the Emperor’s Sword.

Literally transcendent harmony.

The formless greatsword raised a cloud of dust on the ground just by existing. It was nearly fifteen zhang long, and could only be wielded by a god.

“No matter how many times I think about it.”

Jeong Yeon-shin continued speaking slowly.

“The word ‘best’ doesn’t suit you. If we go by the word ‘poetry’, you’re in danger of even getting the second place, let alone the first place.”

“At home, there are two people above me?”

Namgung Mujin curled the corners of his mouth.

“You are crazy. I don’t know what kind of knowledge you have to keep talking about the swords of your family, but I will have to compare the swords here and see if I can say the same thing.”

He spoke in a voice that seemed to scratch his throat. It meant something big.

Namgung Mujin had previously estimated the distance at which Jeong Yeon-shin’s sword strike would reach thirty paces.

It was by no means a short distance against the best swordsmen. However, if I were to walk on the formless sword that he had raised at this moment, I would have to take many more steps than that.

Suddenly, the bastard’s thick eyelids drooped slantedly.

at the same time.

Phew―

The sword strike of the giant invisible sword immediately struck diagonally.

Aiming obliquely at Jeong Yeon-shin. With just that small movement, a strong wind burst out as if it was exploding, powerfully sweeping Jeong Yeon-shin’s long hair away.

It’s clearly out of the realm of commercialism.

The reaction speed of the formless sword was not commensurate with its size. It was almost the same as a normal sword.

“Mok-eo-geom (目馭劍)…!”

A terrified voice was heard from behind.

Jeong Yeon-shin had the same thought. The realm of the swordsman who uses his sword with a wink. If this is the case, Namgung Mu-jin’s swordsmanship should be reconsidered.

‘Even if I can’t do it, I can do it at least a hundred steps… ‘

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes flashed blue.

Why didn’t he come out right away? It must be because he had a counterattack in mind.

Because we have witnessed how fast Jeongyeonshin’s sword and lightness are. The same goes for Amya Jeonju, who is aiming her bow from behind.

The order of the crops to be planted must be carefully planned.

It was a showdown between two peerless masters, each with their own ultimate power. It was no different from contemplating a game on a Go board.

I had to carefully observe my opponent’s breathing and body balance before inserting my first attack at the right time and place.

“What is that? What kind of invisible sword is that? What is that? What is that strange ray of light? It’s connected to Lord Magwangik’s back!”

“A life-saving trick. This means that the authors, who are obviously peerless masters, have no other method to use against their juniors.”

The voice of the new sword master rang out calmly.

He seemed unwilling to lend a hand to Jeong Yeon-shin.

It was unclear whether he was controlling his inner pain with the same firm determination he had when he issued the black summons, or whether he completely trusted his junior.

“Isn’t that the life-saving Gongwolmu? You’re using magic as your martial arts!”

“It’s only when you’re in that situation that your true nature shines. Soha, I’m actually proud of that guy. Time is on our side anyway.”

“…Why?”

“This land will soon become a battlefield, not a one-on-one swordsmanship battlefield. If you just hold out, it’s a good deal.”

The meeting place of the leaders of the Iphwangseong Shingumdan.

A name widely known in the martial arts world came out of the mouth of the new sword master. It was an act of drawing out the opponent’s reckless actions with just a single word.

Namgung Mujin furrowed his brows. Even though he knew her intentions, he had no choice but to be dragged along.

The weight of those who have been in charge of all martial arts since the foundation of the country is beyond imagination. It is incomparable to any other passing team.

Yellow lightning flashed from his eyes. It was the characteristic glare of the Heavenly Thunder King.

“Your distribution and status are all beyond my reach, but I will shamelessly take the lead.”

“Isn’t it incredible? You’re saving face even though you’re attacking together.”

Yeon-hwa Lee crawled in from behind, craning her neck.

While Yong Hee-myeong was gently telling him to be quiet, Namgung Mu-jin, who was glancing at the person who was trying to persuade him, created an invisible wave of energy.

At the same time, Jeongyeonshin disappeared from her place.

Kwaaaaaaaang―!

The invisible sword was stuck obliquely in that spot.

The body, colorless and blazing like lightning, erupted with a huge vibration, and the storm caused by the waves tore the dirt to shreds.

Above it.

Jeongyeonshin was running while stepping on the great sword’s blade. It was a light dash with such speed that the new form was distorted.

‘Ten-mile light.’

The soles of his feet did not touch the formless sword directly. He could not waste his self-defense energy on the sword body, which was filled with extremely tyrannical energy.

Just thinking of the aerodynamic waves that continuously flowed from the sword as blades of grass, he moved forward by stepping on the waves with the help of the portrait.

Doo-Woong! Doo-Woong!

A sound like the sound of a drum.

A circular wave is left behind at every footstep. This is because the Mancheonhwawoo was created at the Yongcheon point on the sole of the foot at the same time as the evasion.

The fierce blast of the New Sword was piercing through the shapeless sword’s blade.

“… … !”

Fragments of the true energy fell like hail towards Namgung Mujin. They were the crumbs of the invisible great sword that had been swept away by Mancheonhwawoo.

The sight of the sunlight coming down, each segmented into rainbow colors, was terrifying.

A state of unified workshop and defense.

Not only evasion, but even approach is similar to an attack.

Namgung Mujin’s eyes sank. The young man who was facing a life-or-death situation with him was truly the color of a purple dragon.

Namgung Mujin swung the Yicheon Sword he had stolen from his family home over his head.

Jeez, jeez, jeez!

The air split along the sword like waves. The fragments of the formless sword that struck down upon it emitted an explosive sound like a wall-crash bullet.

‘That guy’s sense… he’s a natural fighter.’

Namgung Mujin thought. Was the northern mission of Seoknyeon the same as mine? The countless thoughts that the thirteen thousand warriors who had seen Magwangikju had thought of so far also entered his mind.

That guy is a sprout of a tree that must be cut down at all costs.

That was when.

Kwaaaaaaaang―!

Suddenly, the shadow of Jeongyeonshin that had been hovering over the formless sword was blown away into the distance.

That place.

A long, soft halo of light, like a thread, dispersed through the air. It was clearly the palace of the Dark Knight.

On April 1st.

It is a must-see.

It literally does not miss a beat. It is said that even the top ten shamans in the martial arts world have a hard time avoiding it even a few times.

-Follow me. It’s not enough.

A dull voice rang in Namgung Mujin’s ears. It was a dark night battle.

Namgung Mujin did not express any doubt. The moment Sa-wol-il-ro’s arrow hit the target, he had already witnessed the halo of light that Ma Gwang-ik-ju had seen when he had caught Sipli Ilsal.

With that much self-defense power, it would have been possible to withstand several of Sa-wol-il’s attacks.

-Is it still connected?

-This is a martial art that can destroy the enemy’s will. It can be fired twenty more times.

-That’s the same as me.

Namgung Mujin opened his eyes wide as he responded with a voice.

Kugu Palace―

The formless sword reacted immediately and raised its large body. It was spewing out small dust particles from its blade like steam.

The moon is full of moonlight.

The origin of the name is not different from the April day, which means piercing the moon.

It means that the moonlight has nowhere to go under the night covered with swords. It was also a season targeting the Iphwangseongju.

The invisible sword rotated following Namgung Mujin’s gaze.

And then it stopped at one point.

Outside the five walls, Jeongyeonshin was standing. He was under the shadow of the formless sword. He wasn’t even thrown that far.

The ground he had stepped on was just a huge puddle of mud.

“How can you be so fine?”

Namgung Mujin lets out a sigh like a sigh.

Magwangikju Jeongyeonshin.

A purple robe draped over both shoulders, with black sleeves hanging down along with a sword.

The sight of his long black hair and fluttering clothes was impressive. The sunlight seemed to shine down only on him.

“… … .”

Namgung Mujin felt like there was a wall that was difficult to break through. It was the presence of the junior in front of him. It was not much different from the past purple colors of Ip Hwangseong that he had seen and heard of.

at that time.

“You said you were going to save the infinite.”

Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her lips.

“You fill in the gaps in your martial arts with someone else’s ultimate attack.”

His eyes captured a line that stretched from the sky to his chest. A white line that gave off a dim light. A path made of deep spirituality and a small amount of internal energy.

It was as if it was made from moonlight and did not break, and the Dark Night Lord loaded an arrow into this white line and struck Jeongyeonshin with an unavoidable blow. It was even faster than the ten-mile one-shot.

‘Because the distance has narrowed to within ten li. The palace defense system is not lost.’

Jeongyeonshin thought. While feeling a sharp pain in her side.

This is the first time in my life that two of the best swordsmen have joined forces. It was indeed as I had originally thought. It wasn’t easy.

It was said that if you could kill just one person of the highest rank in the Daemun sect, you would be qualified to become a purple person.

Jeong Yeon-shin was aware of this himself. His skills were still not up to the level of Yong Hui-myeong, the leader of the Shingeomdan.

It may have been different if it had been a while ago when the magical powers had advanced even slightly in the Gongwolmu of the Golden Moon.

thud.

Suddenly, the ground felt heavy and gave off a shock. It was Namgung Mujin.

“The weakness of my martial arts?”

“You didn’t take the right direction. That Emperor’s Sword cannot keep up with my Dokmun Sword Technique.”

These were the words spoken to the one who was considered the best swordsman in the vast world. His tone was calm. This was because he believed it to be true.

Nowadays, there are not many who can overcome Jeongyeonshin with a sword.

It was meant to be proven here. Not to the Namgung Chaha Sword in front of him, but to the lowly Cheonggi Rin.

That was when.

Suddenly, my vision becomes filled with white light. This is because the white line that had been attached to my chest splits into dozens of lines in an instant and covers my entire body.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk―!

A shock ran from my head, through my chest, and down to my abdomen. The ground that was supporting my feet shook violently.

Arrows continued to fall, accompanied by a booming noise. The explosive sound that rose like a cloud was deafening to the ears.

Boom! Kwaang! Kwaaaaang―!

Pure white pieces repeatedly flew and scattered before Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes. Before he knew it, they were fragments of the self-defense weapon that had surrounded his entire body.

Sparks flew out continuously, accompanied by a loud noise that never ceased.

“How long can you hold out?”

It was Namgung Mujin’s voice.

The invisible greatsword came crashing down. With the momentum of a double-edged sword. The shadows that had been darkening the surroundings became even darker.

Kuguguguguguung!

The atmosphere vibrated violently.

The Gongwolmu, which originated from the Emperor’s Sword, is the pinnacle of the middle sword. If you hit it properly, your body may be crushed, separate from the resilience of the Hosin Ganggi.

Jeongyeonshin raised her lightning bolt over her head as she was hit by a barrage of beams of light. A flagpole gesture that touched the sky with her sword.

He licked his lips, which were covered with a thin layer of sapphire, even though the mixing wasn’t finished yet.

“It’s my turn.”

In an instant, a gust of wind surged through his entire body. The rays of light that had been covering his entire body suddenly distorted and shot up into the air.

Hwaaaaak―!

The white lines that changed direction are impaled on the invisible sword that is coming down from the sky.

In an instant, the dark night’s attack stopped. However, the rays of light that had already been activated towards April Day remained as they were.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin was recalling two kinds of swords in her head.

Heart-shaped giraffe. Blue flame eclipse.

The art of piercing through all the martial arts learned over a long period of time at once was called Gongwolmoo. He combined the Hosin Ganggi and Mancheonhwawoo to form Seongsin. Then, what about the Geomscho?

‘Coming.’

Meanwhile, I could feel the flags fluttering in the distance. The speed at which they were all rushing in was so incredibly fast, and for once, I felt at ease.

This battle was meant to be a training ground, even if it was a bit dangerous from the start.

Jeongyeonshin thought. I guess I can see this.

Woof-

The thunder cries.

A bluish wind blew through the sword, piercing the dark shadows of the sword in all directions. The light of the clear sky descended upon the ground.