Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 126

Sammaejinhwa (6)

Not only Dokwonma, who heard the verbal abuse, but many of the thirteen thousand martial artists either laughed in vain or maintained an indifferent expression.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s words themselves were groundbreaking.

No one in the vast Sichuan can say such a thing to Dokwonma.

It would be difficult to find all the local martial artists.

The provocation of talking about a corpse was something that only the unmanned members of Sunmaryeon would do.

That kind of atmosphere came out of the commotion that spread like clouds.

They were mostly merchants and local martial artists who were well-versed in the affairs of the world.

“Your appearance does look quite extraordinary… … but your words are excessive.”

“Isn’t it the Ip Hwang Seong? The sky of Sacheon looks low.”

There is a lot of sarcasm. This is a characteristic of isolated regional powers like Sacheon.

He said that he was exclusive, leaving Jeongsa-ma behind. He said that there were many cases of him having a competitive spirit in the Central Plains martial arts world beyond Chokdo.

The boy thought. What should I do?

That was when.

“How excessive is your speech! How much evil is committed by the thirteen thousand scoundrels!”

“Did you lose your parents to the magic of emotional absorption? No. If that were the case, you wouldn’t be able to say such miserable nonsense. You can’t even tell the difference between heaven and earth.”

It was the voice of a boy and a girl. It was the Tang siblings hanging on the wall of the Iphwangseong Gijuji branch.

He had been sticking his face out as if he wanted to see Jeongyeonshin’s fight, but he couldn’t stand to see the Sacheon people supporting the Thirteen Thousand.

These are siblings who have recently become famous for their exceptional skills.

Those who live closely with the Sacheon Gangho must possess the Yongmo-pagi of the Tang clan’s direct lineage.

Just like familiarizing yourself with landslides and earthquakes in advance.

There were those who naturally recognized it.

“Dragon and Phoenix Twin Poisons… …?”

“That’s right. I’ve seen it.”

“How can the precious babies enter the Imperial City?”

There was a rumor. The Tang family is scary, but it is part of the Eight Great Families. It is famous for its orthodoxy.

It means that it has the power to make you look back at the same thing again.

The atmosphere changed so much after the Tang siblings shouted that I could feel it on my skin.

The attitude of many of the crowds seemed to change, from rejection to observation.

Rather, there was a look of interest all around. The thoughts were obvious.

What can that boy accomplish? How far will the young swordsman’s spirit reach?

Jeongyeonshin didn’t bother to look back.

At first glance, it seemed like the siblings’ small sighs had brushed the back of his head, but the boy had already been measuring the distance between himself and the masters before he even mentioned the corpse.

‘Two leaders.’

Counting the guys who need to be killed.

The ten-pronged sword and the pure magic sword.

They are as noble as the realm of the highest level. They are not the kind of great people who can immediately start a joint attack among so many people.

For experts, the honor of being unmanned sometimes means exchanging practical benefits.

It’s a world where nicknames are like fame.

As soon as one boy steps forward and reveals his presence, he cannot get through the door unless he alone breaks through the current Jeongyeonshin.

It was a good opportunity.

‘The Murim Alliance, the Palga, the famine, the Thirteen Heavenly Kingdom… … .’

Jeong Yeon-shin thought of the names of people who were eyeing Ip Hwang-seong.

If you kill the spearhead of the Sipjeonmun and Sunmaryeon here, you will receive a blow that is almost impossible to recover.

The boy’s inaction could now be measured to that extent. Before he knew it, he was in that position.

“The young swordsman has created a long sword. He is a master of equipment.”

A smiling voice.

On the left. The Geukwolgeom (戟越劍) is smiling as if he finds it amusing. He was a young man who assisted the Hyeonggeom of the Sipjeonmun.

The sword on his back and the armor on his waist shine brightly, but the prayer is calm like a chest sword.

He said that people like that are actually scary.

Jeongyeonshin glanced at the guy and turned her head again. It was as if she was dealing with something trivial.

The pure-hearted Dokwonma stands with both arms down, with his gaze focused solely on you.

The boy looked at him blankly.

‘Do-kwon-ma. If you look at the Ip-hwang-seong, it’s definitely black. I heard that he is one of the best in Sun-ma-ryeon.’

It’s a strange feeling. Has he noticed the presence of Neungbeop Gwangryun?

Jeongyeonshin took his steps without paying attention. Even without Dharma’s spirituality, the light wheel continued to spin.

The light radiating from the heart was warm.

Damn it.

The ground, trampled straight, makes a small sound. Grains of sand scatter underfoot.

That’s why I was so excited. The energy that was spreading out from Yongcheonhyeol was creating waves.

It was the wave of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

I’ve already looked into everything.

The muscle tone, posture, and energy of the swordsman and the swordsman were clearly imprinted.

I had a mental picture of how they were using their bodies.

The upper body of the body, which is close to death, combines with the Neungbeop Gwangryungi to produce unparalleled supernatural powers.

grasp!

“Step back.”

For a brief moment, Dokwonma spoke. It was to his subordinates.

Hwaaaaak!

The distance was closing at an extreme speed.

The new method of Jeongyeonshin, who had advanced with anger in Myeonggongdo, was now like a quick sword pulled out with the body.

The wind was so strong that it was almost blinding.

“… … !”

Woof.

Amidst everyone’s shock, the sword sounded. The boy’s Ip-Hwang-Geom fell out of his armor.

It was a sword strike accompanied by light. The sword strike that was raised directly flickered in a diagonal line.

Oh my!

The swordsman’s elbow struck the black surface. The blade that had grazed his abdomen passed by, drawing blood.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes became sharp. Her response was surprising.

‘Strong.’

I’ve heard it before.

He was called Doma (刀魔) because he was a devil with a sword. He was also called Kwonma (拳魔) because he was a devil who was good at using his fists.

That’s how the nickname of Dokwonma came to be. He is the main force of the Thirteen Thousand Pure Horsemen. His fame reached the world.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t care. She appeared in the martial arts world wearing a black robe. This was not a place to be defeated.

Percussion.

I stepped forward with the foot that had been supporting me at the back. The strong wind was still blowing in my ears.

The moment I dug in without fearing the close distance, my footsteps naturally turned into a deep awakening.

I stepped on it properly. It felt like the energy from the ground was piercing my ankle. Right-handed boxing was followed by left-handed boxing.

The wheel of the heart emitted a halo of light along with the conclusion of the Sihwamugeuksu.

‘True wall.’

It extended from under the field of vision. The straight, strong wave shook Jeongyeonshin’s front shoulder.

Kwajik!

I felt something was off about the advice.

The auspicious energy of the Neungbeop Gwangryun broke through the bastard’s internal armor and entered.

The sensation was vivid. The blow broke his ribs and grazed his side.

At the same time, I felt it in my ears. The natural shock scattered the bastard’s breath.

Since he has developed magical powers, it would be worth discussing martial arts with the pure magician who has the upper hand over the pure magician in close combat.

‘It ends here.’

Perhaps because she was born with a short lifespan, Jeong Yeon-shin preferred short-term battles.

It may have been because of his ability to analyze and predict his opponent’s moves.

Swish.

“hmm……!”

I don’t know if it’s a groan or a scream.

As Dokwonma swung his left fist, the boy’s right fingertips were sweeping away the sword waves of the Ip-Hwang-Geom.

The rider changes his stance naturally, like flowing water. It was a split second.

He placed the Ip-Hwang-Geom in the air and gripped the sword handle completely backwards. The sword’s spine was still facing forward.

It was a method of grasping the sword.

He grabbed her like that and lifted her up at the same time. It was a distance that was like being held in his arms along with Jin-gak.

The swordsman’s arm was caught in the rising sword. It was only for a moment. He stretched it out while carrying the sword strike light wave.

Phew! Wow!

The left arm fell with an explosive stream of blood, and the one-shot that struck Jeongyeonshin’s shoulder as if it were going to break.

Phew!

The intensity of the boxing was tremendous.

The hair of Jeongyeonshin, which was gradually growing, blew behind her. It felt like the cold wind was hitting her eyes.

However, there was no great shock. The magical wave subsided in front of the whitish True Energy Shield of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

Even though Jeong Yeon-shin’s self-defense studies are still at a shallow level.

Dokwonma’s eyes grew wide as if they were going to tear apart.

That was the last expression.

Breaking the evil and revealing the righteous. The energy that broke the four evils and revealed the righteous laws went against the bastard’s power.

Dokwonma’s body stopped for a moment. He was paralyzed.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin had already lifted the sword slightly and was holding the handle properly again.

The pupils of the Dokwonma moved to the side. It seemed as if he had accurately detected the signs of being phished. However, it was too late.

Chomp!

It was carved horizontally across the bastard’s neck. A pure white trajectory burned like lightning.

Blood drops scattered at the tip of the sword blade of the Ip Hwang Geum that had been running for a moment.

The Taoist priest.

Could not overcome the divine power of the opposite.

Jeongyeonshin turned around as she heard the sound of something falling.

As the corpse tried to cover my back, I pushed it away with the back of my hand, and soon a duller sound came up through my feet.

“… … .”

The streets became quiet. The eyes of the Geukwolgeom that had been talking about Jangpanpa shook greatly.

The Taoist monk has never even tried to draw a Tao.

The body that had been polished through extreme external attacks could not withstand three sword strikes. It was a fight that called for silence.

It was a natural outcome for the boy.

‘Thank goodness we can start over after clearing out one of the water monsters.’

Jeongyeonshin thought. She swung her sword slightly to shake off the blood.

I wanted to defeat the vanguard of the Pure Mareun first.

Since I alone knew the power of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi, I thought I could easily take one of the life-and-death decisions. And I succeeded.

At this moment, the enemy’s strength was reduced by nearly three-tenths.

‘Annihilation is the best.’

It’s a group of Sima Weidao. Considering the future of Iphwangseong, which has many enemies, it would be right to cut off the hands and feet of the enemy’s Daebangpa.

The best masters of the two major schools have already died in Myeonggongdo.

They were led by Sunmasinsu and Geomgalma. The enemies present here now had to be seen as a countermeasure force.

If even these disappear, the Thirteen Heavens will no longer be thirteen places.

‘This was it.’

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly realized the symbolism and role of the black color of Ip Hwang-seong.

He was a master of decisive battles who could single-handedly confront the leader of the elite group of anti-war factions, and when things were going well, he could even deliver a fatal blow.

It means that it directly influences the huge groups that act as powerful clans throughout the world.

“what…….”

“He is a monster with incredible strength.”

“In one fell swoop… …!”

The exchange of hands between the masters was seen as a first step in the criminal’s eyes.

A space so crowded that you can feel yourself inhaling and exhaling hundreds of times in one breath.

The way people looked at Jeongyeonshin completely changed. Fear and awe mixed. The temperature changed.

On one side, the masters of pure magic were revealing an abyss-like energy.

Many of the smiles have disappeared, but they are not backing down.

slowly.

As they approached Jeongyeonshin step by step, an oppressive aura flowed throughout them as if they were using a formation.

It was exactly as the word ‘Majin’ (魔人) suggests. The atmosphere seemed to have built a wall.

“He was destined to become the new sword of the Emperor. As you can see, don’t treat him like a boy. Someone was right. That guy is a monster with incredible strength.”

The ten-pronged sword muttered. The extreme moon sword kept its mouth shut.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes looked back and forth between them and Sunmaryeon.

I can handle either of the two groups here.

Even if the breast sword remains, what will happen if you are prepared to die? Now that you are wearing the long robe of Margin.

However, it is impossible to handle it all at once. The boy is still in the process of developing the black realm.

This means that it is not enough to deal with a joint attack.

Ten Commandments.

There was a surge of energy from their side, like a blade.

It seemed that he was preparing to rush straight in after Sunmaryeon, and that he saw Jeongyeonshin as a great enemy.

I don’t think this is a situation where I can afford to save face.

Seniors Ma Gwang-ik, who were lying in hospital beds, might have come running out with open arms.

‘That won’t work.’

Ma Gwang-ik is already close to being beyond recovery. His power has been reduced by half. That is why the fortunes of the remaining seniors have become even more important.

That’s why.

Other means must be sought.

Boom! Woof!

It resonated from all directions. The vibrations of the awakening and swordsmanship tickled the hem of the clothes.

Jeongyeonshin quickly turned her body and looked around.

With each nod of the boy’s head, the boy’s eyes flashed with white rays of light.

The line that arose from the heart was engraved in the field of vision. It was a sword that had to be swung.

The dignity of the people rushing in, clutching all kinds of weapons, is gone.

Sunmaryeon Dokwonma. He lost a master who was either a master or a vassal right before his eyes. The remnants of Sunmaryeon were now vengeful spirits.

‘One sword.’

I held the sword tightly. It was the moment when I thought I was putting my consciousness into the sword.

His heart was riding on the sword. He was with Jin-gi. The Ip-hwang sword was calling him.

With the sword power that blossomed along with the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

He stepped firmly on the ground, spun around halfway, and swung his sword. It was a horizontal strike. The trajectory of the pure white light drew a curve.

I stretched it out on my own, but it felt incredibly solid.

Oh my god!

All the weapons in the mines’ hands were destroyed.

The swords and spears thrown by the masters of Pure Magic shattered into pieces.

The sword strike that had been sprinting in a crescent shape was transformed into a white light.

The gasps of astonishment from the men were clearly felt. Jeong Yeon-shin turned around with the Ip-Hwang-Geom and extended her other hand.

It wasn’t over yet. The enemy was still many, and the boy had the means to break the situation.

Phew!

It was a sound from within. The halo of the heart was spinning sharply.

Different points were used on the Sobu point and the Nogung point in the center of the left palm.

It was absorption and emission. Along with the operation of the true energy that was sucked in and exhaled, the whirlpool of light was sprayed out through the acupuncture points on the left hand.

My arm tingled for a moment. It was a huge wave of aerodynamic force.

‘it’s okay.’

The fragments of the broken weapon from the Ip Hwang Geum were caught in the small gesture.

Shards of iron soar across the clear sky. Their movements resemble the Milky Way in the distant sky.

The cold flower petals were in full bloom, engraving the blue sky.

The sunlight was scattered across the sky. The sunlight was pouring down through the gaps in the net of darkness.

A rain of flowers filling the sky.

Without any emergency.

He implements with his fingertips the divine skills that he had only heard of through word of mouth.

The culmination of complex and diverse ignorance has been transformed into art.

At this moment, the crowd closed their lips rather than making a noise. It was a silence filled with wonder.

In the utterly frozen silence, shards of iron surged around, as if protecting the boy.

Groans began to be heard from all directions.

It crushes the heads, shoulders, noses, and arms of those standing within reach of Jeongyeonshin and falls.

Blood spurted out along with a shower of rays of light.

In the middle of it.

The boy thought.

‘Sacheondangmun.’

They are a suspicious group. Even after arriving at Giju, they hid in a silver cloak and watched.

Did he only half-believe the Tang siblings’ letter? If that was true, he could have just revealed it to them right in front of them.

So I showed it.

The effects were immediate. Strong qi waves were felt throughout the pavilions along the main road leading to the north, east, and west.

They were originally people who were vaguely hiding.

“The Tang family. I know you’re here.”

Jeongyeonshin quietly opened her lips.

Now I know the value of the black color of the yellow color. It was the stage where my external words and actions were gaining weight.

“As a member of the Jeongdo-mumun, it would be good for you to keep a check on the rascals of the Ten Commandments.”

The boy spoke slowly, amidst the swirling steel petals.

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly finished speaking, the hem of the black robe she was wearing fluttering.

“Come to me, Pure Marian.”

A gentle voice rang out clearly and alone.