Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 118

The Wheel of Power (6)

The giant stone gate was splitting apart. Suddenly, the poisonous general Tang Yunhuang approached and opened his lips.

“You, your surname is Jeong, and your nickname is Seomye?”

“Yes, sir.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered while staring straight ahead. Her tone was calm.

Even though the Tang family is right next to me, I can’t look at them. Now, I have to risk my life.

I hoped for Ma Gwang-ik’s well-being.

Tang Yunhuang didn’t seem to care. He looked up at Jeong Yeonsin blankly and continued speaking.

“Your speech and actions are of a certain class. You don’t seem to be just some ordinary ronin. Do you happen to know someone called Hwancho Doin?”

“He is the one who wrote Chaegeundam.”

The boy answered quietly.

Hanam Jeonggajang was the best in Shinya-hyeon. He was afraid that his show of power would be seen as the behavior of a nouveau riche.

Therefore, if they were blood relatives, they had to be educated. Even children who were given up could not give up their studies.

I only skimmed through the Daemyung Gangmok, the Four Books and Three Classics, and Chaegeundam, even if only superficially.

Tang Yunhuang’s thick beard rose to either side of his mouth.

“You have insight. You have combined the three teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism well. It teaches us how to live our lives, and there are many words worth pondering.”

“… … .”

“Even though the night and day change tumultuously, the light remains the same in the world like all things that are unchanging. This is a saying that refers to the virtue of a gentleman.”

This is a phrase the boy knows. He has it all memorized.

But the feeling I got was a little different. Could it be because of the difference in the years we lived?

Gugu Palace!

The stone gate at Myeonggongdo was different from the ones we had passed through before. It was unusually large.

As the door slowly opened with the engine slowly turning, Tang Yunhuang continued speaking.

“Martial arts that are performed hastily have no aftereffects. In leisurely times, it is better to have the contrast of movement in stillness, and in urgent times, it is better to have the calmness of movement in stillness. This is true for both swords and hidden weapons.”

It was advice from a master. There was a sense of vertigo in his voice. Jeong Yeon-shin instinctively felt it. This was also fate.

Taeyeonryong suddenly intervened.

“It seems like you have a knack for twisting things around. If you’re impatient, you’re more likely to get into trouble, right? It’s the most basic of basics.”

“I heard rumors that Hwangbo Sogaju’s words and actions were unconventional. It was true. You are right. Seomye, this guy seems to need some peace of mind.”

“Our temporary leader is still young, but he is still an old man. Should I just foolishly do whatever I want?”

It is a speech and action for public gain.

However, even the blatant flattery felt subtle when it passed through Taeyeonryong’s mouth. Tang Yunhuang burst into laughter.

“I also tell myself that. I’ve always been thinking about it. If I want to fully avenge my wife, I have to live first. If I want to take revenge while protecting my life.”

It was like the wind sweeping through dry fallen leaves. That was the voice.

A once peerless master is now dominating the martial arts world with an internal injury.

It was because he had lost his lifelong companion. Jeong Yeon-shin could not imagine how much pain and suffering he would feel.

‘Chaegeundam. Even if day and night change, the light does not change.’

I took the words of the Tang family to heart. I chewed on them just once.

‘Use your energy calmly. Use your sword in a straight line.’

and.

Jeongyeonshin stepped toward the light of the Myeonggongdo Dongyeok. Her steps gradually became faster.

As I passed the open door without hesitation, my running had already turned into light running.

The wind of the Ming clan wrapped around his legs. It was a secret technique that Qingming had taught him.

grasp!

The ground of the vast cave pressed hard against her feet. Jeongyeonshin continued to run.

The lights in the previously dimly lit mine had become brighter.

The entrance was vast, like a common space where a dragon awaiting ascension had made its home.

The ceiling was barely visible. How deep underground had we descended?

Behind me, I could feel the silent presence of the Hwanikdae running along side me. It was my only comfort.

‘It’s over there… …!’

My vision opened wide. It was a moment in which I had not even exhaled five times.

It’s a devastated town.

The moment I took a few more steps, I saw something. It seemed like a wide open space. There were no houses left standing, as if a typhoon had blown through the basement.

In it.

There were some masters mixing swordsmanship. There seemed to be at least fifty of them. All of them were masters.

The swift movements of the divine technique were creating whirlwinds everywhere.

It seemed as if every space in sight had been transformed into a battlefield. There were fierce clashes everywhere.

Boom! Kwung!

The air trembled. It was the clash of waves.

There are many anecdotes of martial arts masters who fought for over seven days and nights, but this is what happens as soon as you enter.

How long had they been fighting? Now it seemed as if they had stopped chasing and entered a grand battle.

‘Ma Gwang-ik. Ma Gwang-ik.’

I scanned the battlefield while running.

There are a lot of corpses.

The heavens are said to be indifferent and merciless. There was no way that Jeongyeonshin’s seniors would not be lying down.

The boy’s experience in the world of martial arts is no longer limited. He did not expect everyone to survive.

I have already received reports from Iphwangseong that two white people were killed. I just hope there are fewer additional casualties.

‘Senior Oh Yu-gwang, Senior Du Cheong-cheon.’

It was a fleeting wind. The corpses of the white seniors were mixed into the rapidly expanding field of vision.

Among those who are moving, there is no white uniform of the Emperor. I guess the white ones have been completely wiped out.

It seemed that only about fifteen people, including Ma Gwang-ik, were left. The blue robes of Cheongmyeong and Baek Mi-ryeo, who were struggling, were covered in bloodstains.

Sreung!

I remembered what Hong Ju-geom had said before the formation of the Hwan-ik-dae. He asked me to pull out the Ip-hwang-geom from the front.

There was no time to command or speak. The boy finished drawing his sword without realizing it.

“Huh? Who is it?!”

“Hwang… …! It’s Hwangseong!”

The voices of the enemies who had come closer could be heard eerily. It was when Jeong Yeon-shin entered the battlefield and held her sword tightly in her hands.

In the heart of the battle.

Wow!

The left sleeve of his black robe was flying away. His strong forearm rose alone.

The left arm of the Great Master Ma Gwang-ik, full of scars, was severed and flew away, creating a storm of waves that could not be dispersed.

He was dealing with two enemy top-tier players all by himself.

“Magwangikju! They say that he is worthy of being called the strongest black sword, and he really lived up to his reputation!”

The blond-haired, blue-eyed Westerner who cut off Margin’s left arm with his blade shouted.

The voice of the exotic middle-aged man was filled with powerful waves of aerodynamic energy. I could tell what he meant.

I said it to boost my own morale.

Pure Magic Hand, Ha Yul-geuk.

He was a very famous master. He was different from others in that he had a huge physique.

He was a tall man, six feet tall. His blue eyes were full of majesty.

Behind his back he wore a pitch-black coat without sleeves, a style typical of the Sunmaryeon.

Sacheon Sunmaryeon.

This is the great sect of the thirteenth heaven. It was a group that rose up again from the lineage of the Demonic Sect that was destroyed along with the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Among them, if it was Sunma Shinsu, it could be said that he was the leader of the thirteen thousand elites present.

The one who cut off Margin’s arm with a combined attack. A tremendous wave of energy rippled through his skin. It meant the area of the black color of the yellow castle.

I don’t know. The thought disappeared from Jeongyeonshin’s mind.

bang!

The energy from the Yongcheon point on the sole of his foot exploded. The stone floor burst apart beneath the feet of the absent-minded boy.

Hwaaaaak!

It was a sudden acceleration. He separated himself from the group of Hwan-ik-dae alone. Jeong Yeon-shin rushed to the center of the battlefield in an instant.

However, the enemies’ reaction was quick. They were the ones who had been chasing Ma Gwang-ik. Six men and women turned toward the boy.

The ten-pronged and pure-hearted martial arts of the Great Wave offshore fill the entire front.

They extended their fists, spears, and swords, and each one was extraordinary.

The dim light of the Gwanghwageomryu wavered at the tip of Jeongyeonshin’s fingers. The Iphwanggeom was swung around like a club.

Boom! Bam!

They were all broken. Groans erupted from the enemies’ mouths.

Fragments of the blade, a severed arm, everything fell behind Jeongyeonshin.

I couldn’t slow down my pace even for a moment.

Fortunately, they were just a bunch of rascals. The enemy’s blue-class masters seemed to be focused on destroying Ma Gwang-ik.

grasp!

We reached the center in an instant. This was because we had properly utilized the art of a surprise attack.

“Yeonshin-ah!”

The one-armed Margin shouted in surprise. He was being helplessly pushed back by the Pure Horse God and the Ten-Tier Master.

“Reinforcements?”

The man in the grass muttered. He was standing shoulder to shoulder with the pure spirit.

He steps lightly and blocks Jeongyeonshin’s path. He alone shows off his relaxed demeanor in the chaotic battlefield.

He was a man of the ten-man army. He was wearing a dark blue uniform like a general and was carrying a large sword, which was unusual.

If you have extraordinary clothing and exquisite martial arts skills, it’s hard not to become famous in the martial arts world.

Geomgalma (劍蠍魔) Dokgo-gwang (獨孤廣).

This is the Daebangpa sword that is said to be a compilation of eighteen types of martial arts.

He was said to be the leader of the best strike group in the sect. He was said to be exceptionally outstanding even within the 10 sects.

“The prayer of the Aesongi is amazing. The refined energy is truly amazing. What is your name?”

Geomgalma asked. It seemed sincere. There was admiration in his eyes as he scanned Jeongyeonshin’s entire body. It was almost like shock.

“You cleaned your body well. No. This is a dish I’ve never even seen before. Why did you come here now? If you had lived longer, you would have become a peerless master who could discuss the world.”

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin did not answer.

I wanted to look into the details of my uncle on the other side, but the presence of the expert I was facing was overwhelming.

Leisure is not the lot of the lower class. At this moment, the strong were Geomgalma and Sunmashinsu.

Even when evaluating Jeong Yeon-shin and expressing regret, no one could say anything.

Margin lost his arm and confronted the Pure Demon Lord.

Seniors Ma Gwang-ik seemed to have a hard time holding off the two great sect masters. It was because they were outnumbered.

From behind, I could feel them and the Hwanikdae joining in one after another.

However, the feeling of being overwhelmed also came immediately.

It was just a transition from a weak position to a weak offensive.

There was a lack of experts who could change the flow of the battlefield.

In an instant, the Tang family is slaughtering the thirteen thousand soldiers who have gathered here, but even if he were to come here, he would be limited to fighting against one of the Geomgalma and Sunma Shinsu.

It was because he suffered internal injuries due to the plot of the Taesanggaju of Sacheondangmun.

‘I have to do it.’

The boy thought.

This is where the main players of Iphwangseong, Sunmaryeon, and Sipjeonmun engage in fierce battles.

It was a gathering of three world-renowned masters. I was unexpectedly put to the test. I had to win here.

“Come.”

Geomgalma spoke with a smile.

Jeong Yeon-shin raised Jeong Ga-dong’s pupils with great intensity. Then, she began to coordinate the muscles of her entire body.

* * *

On a rock face far from the battlefield.

The beggars are sitting spread out leisurely.

They were all open-top swordsmen with several knots tied around their waists. Their posture as they looked out over the battlefield was relaxed.

“This situation is very ambiguous. Ma Gwang-ik was pushed back more than expected. Even if there were twice as many groups of the same level as him, he could have held out if he had remained on the defensive.”

The latter spoke. It was to the masters of openness who had come with him.

“It seems like it’s the fault of the people of Myeonggongdo. It seems like Ma Gwang-ik helped them escape. That must be why they had an opening.”

“Well, that’s only natural. We tried to rescue the hostage with our limited power… … Even our beggars can learn from Ma Gwang-ik’s negotiation skills.”

They answered. Each of them was in a very promiscuous and sprawling position.

“I’m saying that there’s no clear gap. It seems that Master Dharma’s treasure has already gone to Sunmaryeon… … Oh my, Samsalgeom is holding it. He’s not a master who can be easily defeated by even Ma Gwangik Cheongsaek. Is there no way for us to get it?”

After stroking his chin once, the dog muttered.

That was when.

“I have a question.”

A red beam of light swept through the beggars along with the woman’s voice.

It was a gentle yet creepy gaze. The energy that bloomed in a yo-yo manner was truly powerful.

“what……?”

The group including Hougae raised their heads. Their movements were stiff. They had sensed the presence of a master they could not defeat.

Immediately, shock erupted.

A woman standing vertically on a stone wall is looking down. It is a terrifying sight.

Her hair flows like ebony and her red eyes are impressive.

A pure blood robe even redder than that covered her entire body. It was both majestic and noble.

The red-jade eyes leisurely looked at the open-minded masters. They swallowed dry saliva.

“I’m talking about the piece of the true energy of the answer that is in that treasure.”

She slowly moved her lips.

“… … .”

“Is this good for your health? A boy this size would eat this.”

He asks, slightly raising his jade-like hand. At first glance, it is a gesture that seems innocent.

“… … Of course, of course it would have miraculous effects! Wouldn’t some kind of spiritual energy blossom within the body? If it’s the legacy of Master Dharma, at least it wouldn’t cause any harm!”

The latter said, his answer very urgent.

“Yeah. I see.”

The corners of Chil Sado’s mouth slightly went up.