Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 136

The Return of the Wind and Cloud

Jeongyeonshin looked into the inside of the blue flame.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader was struggling like a Ten-Tier Master while the blue colored craftsmanship was burning like a terrifying Samadhi Flower.

The water pipe stuck in Mayanjeok’s stomach couldn’t move.

The power of the demon annihilator suppressed the bastard’s true energy, and the strong abs of the demon lord, along with the power of the veins, confined the bastard’s hands.

The outlet was completely blocked.

Aaaah …

The scream that came out through her chapped lips was loud.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader’s flesh failed to display the power of regeneration.

Even the blood that formed the basis of the bloodline was burning, strand by strand.

The whole body of the Blood Flame Cult leader burned with the flames. Blue, and blue again.

“Cult leader!”

“Oh, my lord!”

These are the Blood Swordsmen who were focusing on stopping Jeongyeonshin. The current situation has changed.

Leaving the boy in that spot, he stamped his feet as he walked towards the two peerless masters. It was a cloud of light-hearted footsteps.

It’s late. The boy came first.

thud!

The black long robe flutters wildly along with the swirling waves of aerodynamic force.

In a situation where all fighting stopped for a moment, Jeongyeonshin’s new form rushed in like a ray of light.

Wow!

He was able to shatter and destroy any interference, such as a sword being drawn late, with a single strike of his sword.

The boy kicked the ground, piercing through the silver-colored shards of the iron sword.

There was a blue flame that had been created by the demon in front. It was a martial art that he had created himself. He knew it better than anyone else.

I had a vague idea that this would be the form that ignorance would take when it reached its peak, and then the scene I had imagined appeared before my eyes.

With my grandfather’s wounds.

In order to block the regenerative power of the Blood Flame Cult Leader, Mayeonjeok approached and grabbed his head.

That was the only way.

The methods of the Blood Flame Cult’s leader, such as the ability, were different from those of ordinary Blood Flame Cultists.

Anyone could see that it was a mystery created by the upper abdomen that the guy had developed. What should be done with the Baekhoehyeol and the upper abdomen?

Even ordinary aerodynamics wouldn’t do. A powerful force was needed, and Ma Yeon-jeok successfully demonstrated his grandson’s Demonic Heavenly Sword.

So now it is.

The dying Blood Flame Cult leader’s struggles were the utmost of a master’s skill. The gap was completely tight.

The hand of the bastard who dug into Mayeonjeok’s abdomen emitted a heavy sound of my second method.

The power of the ten-professional was threateningly aroused, albeit dulled.

The boy saw it all.

Hwaaaaak!

A gust of wind like a storm brushed past Jeongyeonshin’s ears urgently.

The wind from the light-weight race seemed to blow into the boy’s heart.

‘no.’

He’s my maternal grandfather. I can’t lose him to a bloodthirsty bastard. Even if he were of noble birth, it wasn’t now.

It was only after I died that I was able to overcome my constitution.

Get it! Get it!

I had a distinct feeling of leaving footprints on the floor. I was running with only the blue fireball in my eyes.

When I was making Jeonggadonggong, the sunset that gently flowed over Jeonggajang came to mind.

A faint orange glow spread lonely through the bars.

The brush strokes I had been drawing while drawing my mother made a sound alone in the hazy light.

Then, all of a sudden, I would climb into bed, roll up my body, and fall asleep.

I don’t want to go through that again.

‘Move.’

The halo of the heart responded.

As the accumulated internal injuries weighed heavily on the meridians of my entire body, the wheel of light began to turn.

It was a full-body circulation of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

Woof.

A very pale, ethereal light enveloped my skin. It was the armor I had clumsily created.

Before I knew it, blue flames were filling my field of vision.

Jeongyeonshin arrived the fastest. He was the only boy with the ability to enter the waves of the Myeolmacheonggangsu.

Thanks to the magical power contained in the self-defense device that covered his entire body, he took a step forward.

Hurrah!

I entered a new world.

Immediately, my gaze met with red eyes. It was the Blood Flame Cult Leader.

The light in his pupils was fading away.

It is true that I have already absorbed the deep power of the ten experts.

It seemed that there was no time to cast the Blood Absorption spell on Mayanjeok.

‘You… … come here… … .’

The Blood Flame Cult Leader smiled. It was directed at Jeong Yeon-shin.

It seemed like he was trying to say something.

The boy quickly stepped forward, holding the sword of the Ip-Hwang-Geom in his right hand.

Was it because there was no economy? The Blood Flame Cult Leader was foolish.

Before I could bring up any topic, even if it was late, I should have stopped the way I treated my grandfather in front of my grandson.

Jeongyeon Shin put all her strength into the sword grip and swung her arm. Quick sword strike.

The strength of the thumb and index finger was moderately relaxed. Now, it was a swordsmanship that was unconsciously applied to all sword strikes.

Wham!

A thin trajectory raced through the flames. A blade that extended out in white light passed through the bastard’s neck.

The sword attack of the Ip Hwang Geum was very smooth.

There was no feeling of being hit by the True Spirit Shield. It was as if everything had been burned by the Demon-Destructing Water.

A body that falls limply with its head down.

The blood-red robe of the Blood Flame Cult Leader, which had been fluttering ceaselessly, finally stopped moving.

However, the Blood Flame Cult Leader was not a human clan.

The head held in the palm of the hand of the man who seemed to have frozen slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Frowning, the bastard spoke again with his lips.

‘My stepdaughter is coming. I am different from your clan. I will never die.’

Jeongyeonshin didn’t care. She quickly struck back with a second sword strike.

This release was quick but very cautious.

Before the Blood Flame Cult Leader’s body could completely fall apart, he stepped to the side and cut himself with a knife.

Phew!

The arm of the guy who was stuck in my grandfather’s stomach fell off.

It is a combination of Quick Sword and Absorption Gujeol.

The gushing blood turned into fog in the blue flames.

Jeongyeonshin hurriedly held Mayeonjeok in her arms and moved her left hand.

The purpose was to stop the bleeding from the abdominal penetrating wound by puncturing the blood vessels.

Although it didn’t work well, I forced the Neungbeop Gwangryungi in to stop the bleeding.

The meridians and blood vessels of the demon had already lost their elasticity. He could not feel any energy.

The polarity of the Demonic Cultivation River disappears.

The blue flames that had covered the entire space turned into a haze and flew up.

The boy in the black robe felt the skin of his grandfather whom he was supporting.

He was very rough. His once handsome body was as thin as if it had never been like that.

The appearance of a sore throat, as if all moisture had been lost. The life was draining from my grandfather’s body.

slowly.

A wrinkled hand was placed on Jeongyeonshin’s forehead. It was very warm.

That was the end of it.

The Blood Flame Cult Leader’s head fell to the ground, and no more sound was heard.

The sound from Mayeonjeok’s heart also stopped.

‘ah.’

Jeongyeonshin opened her eyes wide.

He stood still until the Blood Flame Cultists began to scream at the sight that had been revealed.

By continuously stimulating my grandfather’s entire body’s meridians and heart with the power of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

“The leader is an immortal human god! Protect his dignity!”

“The Lord is alive! It must be a miracle!”

“Get out now! Clear the way quickly!”

The Tang sect masters were blocking the approach of the Blood Sect Swordsmen.

The ten-man cavalrymen, all dressed in armor, suddenly began to retreat.

The movements of the mind and spirit were very coordinated, and it was a light technique of going back the way it came.

It seemed like the ten-pronged swordsman had survived. He had not died from the short intake of breath.

The sound of some of the Tang clan’s masters chasing them dug into Jeong Yeon-shin’s senses.

He didn’t care. His nerves were detached from the battlefield.

Still, many eyes were focused on it.

A boy wearing a black robe with a refined appearance.

I came back and encroached on the realm of the best.

Following the sight of the Moonlight Strike being destroyed, another miracle was created.

Even now, standing alone in the midst of chaos, he still exerts his presence.

Regardless of friend or foe, he received looks of respect, interest, and hostility.

Charararak―

Tang Yunhuang’s steel petals protected Jeongyeonsin and swept away the Blood Flame Cultists.

He prioritized loyalty to the boy over revenge for his wife.

But Jeongyeon Shin didn’t even have time to be thankful.

While holding the magic wand, he blew up nearly half of the available magic wand that he could use right away.

‘please.’

In the realm of kendo, there is a word called ‘Hwalgeom’ (活劍).

It was said that the function of the internal qigong of all Buddhist sects is not limited to harming people.

It is like the hand of Buddha that benefits all living beings.

The power of magic is always mentioned when discussing the miracles of the sword that save people.

My maternal grandfather also trained the Demonic Spirits and had the magical powers and martial arts engraved all over his body, so I thought I could somehow continue his lifeline.

I spun the wheel of fortune for a long time with a desperate heart. I squeezed out all my energy.

Until the Blood Sect’s swordsmen were annihilated, the remaining warriors of the Ten Commandments disappeared, and finally the servants and warriors who came out of the Danggata inner court cleared the battlefield.

Time passed since then.

“hmm…….”

A ringing sound came into my ears several times.

Several members of the party came over to feel Mayanjeok’s pulse.

And then he nodded, paid his respects, and turned away.

The sun has set.

My grandfather didn’t move.

When the boy suddenly came to his senses, Mayenjeok’s body was lying on a luxurious marble platform.

All. I didn’t know when I moved. Jeongyeonshin was sitting there blankly at some point.

“You said it was stolen? The corpse of the Blood Flame Cult Leader?”

“I’m sorry, Gaju. I was told to put it in the furnace and burn it, so I headed to the blacksmith shop… … .”

“You couldn’t even lift a hand?”

“He was an incredibly strong man.”

“Tell me about your appearance.”

“A woman wearing a bright red robe. She had an eye patch on her left eye that looked like it was made of precious material, and the pupil of her other eye was very red. I guess she is one of the Seven Sado of the Blood Flame Cult.”

“… … Anything special?”

“He was laughing, but it seemed like he didn’t care about us. He was mumbling something we couldn’t understand. But it seemed like it wasn’t an ordinary thing.”

“Speak.”

“He said, ‘You want to bring the Taesa? I’ll be the leader.’”

Jeongyeon Shin immediately brushed aside the meaningless conversation.

I stood up, staggering. The ground felt unusually hard.

The boy gazed intently at his grandfather, who was lying peacefully.

“Master.”

Tang Yunhuang, who was talking to his subordinates, hurriedly approached them. He looked up at the boy with a sorrowful gaze.

It was the appearance of a great warrior that Danggaju possessed. He slowly lowered his eyes together with Jeongyeonshin.

The great warrior had his eyes closed.

The chivalrous and evil Ma Yeon-jeok.

A veteran at the age of seventy-six.

In the end, he ascended the Uhwadengseon and went to the Peach Blossom Land. He just wanted to take one of his grandson’s enemies with him.

At the age of thirty, he wore a purple robe, and was called a divine sword until he was seventy.

He looked like a savage, but he looked like he would get up at any moment and draw his sword again.

“Senior, go in peace.”

Tang Yunhuang slightly lowered his eyes and bowed his head.

The family members of the Tang clan, lined up on both sides, took turns throwing punches at the leader of the Shingeomdan clan.

It is to treat him as a benefactor of the family along with Seomye.

That was when.

Cool!

Moknaei coughed.

* * *

A day later.

A single poster was posted throughout Sacheon Province.

It was a notice posted in all kinds of government offices and markets to make something widely known. The paper was very long.

[… … Therefore, the Martial Arts Alliance is formed on the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I hope that all the martial arts enthusiasts in the world will welcome this joyful event… … .

… … We invite noble warriors to the opening ceremony of this martial arts alliance… … .

… … The later indexes that will become the driving force of the martial arts world will also shine brightly.

Cloud Sword Dragon Wei Zhi Myo Hwa, Small Sword Queen Hui Su Yu, Hwasan Hidden Dragon Liu Xuan, … … Island Beauty Jeong Yeon Shin … … .]

“The nicknames of famous masters, whether they are old or new, are all written down. The same goes for long-term people. But isn’t it funny? They’re talking about the late index and they’re inviting even the masters of Ip Hwang Seong without permission.”

Now, Taeyeonryong was completely acting like a wild beast.

For once, he stood up straight without making a sound.

I stared blankly at Jeong Yeon-shin, who was sitting calmly on the chair.

Just in front of the boy who was skimming through a piece of paper, Ma Yeon-jeok was lying with her eyes closed between golden silk needles.

It’s a very large room.

The wooden sculptures decorating various parts of the space were very ornate.

The shapes were turtles, cranes, deer, etc. The landscape painting hanging on the wall next to it also looked like a rare calligraphy painting.

These are paintings and sculptures symbolizing longevity. They were the result of the Tang Dynasty’s meticulous consideration.

“Oh, that’s good.”

Tae-Yeon-Ryong looked around at the ten longevity symbols. It was a very strange gaze.

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin burned the secret recipe he had received without hesitation.

Wow!

The Samadhi evolution created through the gap between the index and middle fingers even turns the ashes into a wisp of smoke.

At the same time, the boy waved his hand slightly. The Mancheonhwawoo’s emanation was so intense. A faint smoke flew out the window.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong glanced at the boy whose face was pale. Then he pretended to slyly open his lips.

“No, I brought it for you on purpose.”

“Bring lunch. And some rice wine for Grandfather.”