Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 144

Black (2)

“I told you to come, but you didn’t listen.”

The Emperor of the West walks with small, clattering footsteps.

It was right in front of Jeongyeonshin’s eyes. She took one step and then another half step.

“Is it because you’re getting older?”

A faint scent came along with a smiling voice. It was the scent of grass leaves.

The distance between two steps narrowed to half a step.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who is in her growth period, is similar in height to her. This means that their eye level is the same.

The eyes filled with the will of the absolute being filled the field of vision. It was a deep green sea.

The boy had to face something overwhelming in the master’s dark green eyes.

It makes you realize why there are sayings like “the sword is like a sword in the shape of a heart” and “the sword is like a sword in the shape of a heart”.

How mysterious would be the use of aerodynamics with such presence and will?

I thought of the swordsman who pushed the pure horse race despite the burden.

The swordsmanship, which seemed to be bathed in moonlight, was so beautiful that it seemed as if it had escaped the world.

This is the most impressive eye contact I’ve ever seen in my life.

Jeong Yeon-shin stared into the pitch-black eyes of Ip Hwang-seong-ju. They were her own eyes.

Compared to the pupils of the absolute master I am facing now, the black eyes that contain very weak power are reflected.

When will I be able to look into her eyes and proudly ask for the fruit of the world tree?

‘Gwangryun.’

The boy inwardly called out to the wheel of the divine power to find his composure.

It wasn’t like this when I was taught the Wolyeongjohwagyeol. It was because the starting point of the true energy Taoist, which came from others, was on my back.

It’s different now. It was a place to buy martial arts.

“The senses of a master cannot be easily mocked. You must engrave this fact in your heart.”

The Emperor of Heaven spoke quietly, still looking into each other’s eyes.

Jeongyeonshin strangely did not accept it.

The martial arts scattered throughout the world are extremely diverse, and the forms of private lessons also vary as much as the number of types is difficult to count.

Even the Shaolin Iron Sand Palm was like that. It is said that he would practice his skills by poking sand heated in a mortar with his bare hands.

The gentle voice of the Emperor continued.

“However, if you realize the secret of Heo Cho, that wisdom will be transformed into a weapon.”

“Is it because of the faith that the masters have? In their own sense of… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked calmly.

For a moment, her eyes blinked once. Her long eyelashes moved together, creating a faint shadow.

The eyes of the Emperor of Heaven took on a deep color for a moment.

“You hit two targets in one word. You are right. It is a method of attacking a strength and turning it into a weakness, and disorienting the senses rather than the five senses.”

“ah.”

“Rather, it’s a trick that’s hard for a low-level player to try. That’s because they have weak stamina.”

“Well then, the reason we’re standing here facing each other is… … .”

“Feel it. This will be enough for you.”

Her face comes closer with a small whisper.

Swish.

The white forehead slowly touched the boy’s forehead.

It was soft. It was very warm.

Jeongyeonshin felt like her mother at that moment. It was the same when she received the Wolyeongjohwagyeol.

A scene that didn’t require any eye contact flashes through my mind.

If his mother, Mayeonsang, were alive, wouldn’t she have taken care of him as a child and given him this much warmth?

But it was only for a moment. The Lord of the Palace quietly lifted his forehead.

Phew―

The up and down view changed. It was as if only I had turned around with my head as the center, and my position was completely reversed.

The boy felt as if he was standing upside down in space. Even his vision was like that.

It was accompanied by a gust of wind that, without any warning, teased the energy of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi.

It felt like he was gently stroking the sixth sense that was surrounding his entire body.

“… … .”

The Jeongyeonshin who was walking in the air above his head and the Iphwangseongju who was still standing on the ground faced each other.

Their lips were on each other’s foreheads. The boy’s breath slightly disturbed the grass-colored bangs of the Ip Hwang Seong Ju.

‘what?’

Jeongyeonshin thought.

At this point, I’m confused. Is this really some kind of illusion sword that causes illusions?

Or maybe her hair and her own breath were also hallucinations.

Since the supreme master, Iphwangseongju, personally performed the swordsmanship, it might be right to think that the essence of swordsmanship was revealed in the realm of the supernatural.

Perhaps the embarrassment was reflected in his expression. The Lord of the Palace smiled.

“Your lips are cute. It looks like the leaves I grew up with are moving.”

It’s truly mysterious.

At this moment, the boy realized in reverse how tightly his five senses and his sense of smell were connected.

In order to react quickly to a spear or sword flying from behind, the senses of the entire body and the sense of internal energy had to be closely linked.

So it seemed like a phenomenon that appeared. Deceiving the senses is the same as turning into a miracle that adjusts the senses.

‘They say that the stronger the connection between the senses, the more skilled you are.’

This is why only the most skilled martial artists can handle the group on their own.

That’s why the method I’ve been used on now is scary.

Although the Iphwangseongju is said to be a false herb without substance, the real herb that is thrown behind the false herb that has a sense of internal energy has a high probability of hitting directly.

It is a chain reaction that leads to instant death.

The utility is very great, but it seems like it would be difficult to make it successful.

The sense of a master is extremely sensitive and solidly woven.

The system of deep energy that flows through the twelve meridians and the three main veins of the body is often compared to a microcosm.

It’s a feeling that’s hard to evoke with just one blade.

Jeong Yeon-shin asked a question without thinking.

“What are you doing?”

“Aren’t you standing here facing me to let me know with your body?”

She asked back in a calm voice.

I understand. Jeongyeonshin slowly closed her eyes.

He did not sink into his inner self. He gave his consciousness to the invisible force extending from the halo.

At the same time, he sensed the energy of the Emperor’s Spirit piercing through his entire body.

It’s a strange technique. It doesn’t stop at the shock wave of the water.

It was a wave that engulfed the opponent’s energy as if it had a will.

It is to ride on the erupted energy as it is and confuse the sense of energy.

‘This is it.’

I realized it right away.

This is not a technique that anyone can use for long.

If you are a master who has cultivated your true energy for a long time, this is a method of operation that allows you to realize something strange within a few breaths during a fierce battle.

It’s literally a sham. It’s hard to make successful and hard to maintain.

Still, it’s very attractive.

It is difficult to fix the artificially tuned energy like it is now. It is an extra-human realm that only the Iphwangseongju can achieve.

However, even if you could take away the opponent’s breath just once, it would be a great moment. It was very good. It seemed like it would be a powerful moment that could not be surpassed.

Jeongyeonshin’s heart was in a state of turmoil.

Woof!

As the heart’s halo rotated, a separate sensation occurred. For a moment, my vision overlapped twice.

It was me standing upside down and looking at the lips of the Emperor’s wife, and me standing upright on the ground and making eye contact with her.

The latter would be the original sense.

The boy immediately moved his senses.

My head feels slightly hot. This is because my upper body is heating up.

slowly.

He rode the wave of energy of the Emperor’s Spirit that surrounded his entire body in the opposite direction.

I examined the operation of the energy she was displaying in detail. At the same time, I reverse-calculated the result.

The words are engraved in my mind. It is the method of operation of Heo-cho that the Lord of Iphwangseong never conveyed verbally.

It was not a dead line written on a book like an emergency book, but a process of realizing the operation in one go while experiencing it with one’s body.

It was a form of private property that was possible because it was an island.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

I heard her whisper. A breath filled with laughter tickled Jeongyeonshin’s lips.

It seemed as if he had accurately perceived the boy’s sense of digging into his own waves. It was a surprisingly sublime realm.

‘If you want to use this in real life, it won’t work with just a little training.’

Jeongyeonshin thought while wearing the hat on her head.

When he placed a dot under the invisible text, the boy’s vision returned to normal.

There was a small smile at the end of the sweeping wave. A faint smile. It was Iphwangseongju.

Saaaaa―

The wind that had been surrounding the two dispersed. It was a gentle current of air that had deceived the invasion of the spirit.

“What did you feel?”

She pursed her lips. Her eyes, staring blankly at the boy, sparkled with interest.

Maybe it was because we resonated with each other for a moment. Maybe it was because our feelings met and we became familiar with each other.

Jeongyeon Shin opened her mouth casually.

“It might be difficult right now… … .”

“difficult?”

“It seems difficult to use properly. Controlling the energy waves to penetrate the opponent’s senses, and also disrupting their senses during actual combat.”

The boy spoke.

The Emperor did not answer for a moment. He stared blankly at the boy with his jade-like eyes.

It was a look that seemed to ask if I was really struggling.

How much do you expect from Seomyeran Jaemok? At first glance, he may seem indifferent.

Jeong Yeon-shin realized her words and actions only after she had said everything. That was because she was still a difficult person.

It wasn’t just because he was the guardian of the Heavenly Tree. It would have been difficult for anyone to breathe comfortably in front of an absolute master.

“still.”

The boy opened his mouth immediately, almost stuttered for a rare moment.

“I knew how to use the ki-pa and the sword wind. I was used to controlling the wind through the advice of my senior, Cheong-myeong, and I gained many clues. I also realized how scary the Heo-cho you showed me was.”

“That’s because they’re close together. It’s hard to have this much influence at normal intervals.”

The Lord of the Palace spoke quietly.

Jeongyeon Shin nodded silently.

If it wasn’t restricted by distance, it would be difficult to call it martial arts. It would be in the realm of rare magic.

“Think of taking one breath from your opponent. Anything more than that is useless.”

“I have completely recovered. I am sure that one day I will be able to use it effectively. I believe that if I continue to practice, I will be able to do it.”

The corners of her mouth rose slightly at the boy’s words.

“You have been initiated.”

Her thin exhalation dispersed under Jeongyeonshin’s nose.

As the car was still coming closer, her white hand gently pushed Jeongyeonshin’s chest.

Sarak.

The hem of the clothes brushing my fingertips made a small sound. Along with the soft laughter of the Emperor of Heaven.

“It won’t take long. It might be of use to your black promotion.”

“ah.”

Jeong Yeon-shin took a step back and let out a short exclamation.

I forgot about it for a moment because I was so focused on the business.

There was a non-combat process during the promotion of white and blue.

I heard that it wouldn’t be any different if it were black. It’s just that there are more procedures and considerations added.

Shouldn’t I compete with a master whose status is officially recognized by the state? Anyone would be an opponent with great martial arts skills.

‘It must be powerful.’

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly raised the lottery ticket. It was a gesture of gratitude for being taught the precious technique.

“I will not cause any trouble to the lord and will repay his kindness in a manner befitting his reputation.”

“You just need to reveal your true talent.”

She answered quietly.

It was a voice announcing the end of the teaching.

She turned around slowly, as if she was going back to her bedroom.

Jeongyeonshin suddenly opened her lips again.

Before the boy could even finish speaking, the Emperor’s movements stopped. He had sensed even the slightest movement.

“I would like to ask you one thing.”

“Speak.”

She said, showing her slender back.

“Is it really impossible to raise the sword of the heart? The sword of the heart that kills the heart.”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked as a promising candidate hoping to advance to the rank of Shingeomdanju.

It was a question from a young master who was born with a personality that enjoyed martial arts while detesting his own constitution.

“The path is different from mine.”

A beautiful voice flowed out. It was a voice that rang in my ears regardless of the noisy air outside.

It seemed to fill the deserted backyard with loneliness.

“You might be able to do it. Someday.”

That was the end of it.

The sunset was setting on the hem of the wide robe of the Emperor.

A silent halo of light flowed like waves from her hair, as if testifying to a day full of energy even without drawing her sword.

Sabak.

She walked away slowly, the day fading away with long strides.

Until then, Jeong Yeon-shin had not released the lottery ticket.

‘You’ve gotten stronger again. You’re overflowing with topics.’

The boy wearing a black robe was initiated into Heocho. It was the teachings of none other than Iphwangseongju.

* * *

The next day.

Jeong Yeon-shin entered the main gate of the castle with her party. It was finally time to return.

I stepped through the wide open doors on both sides. Heonwonchang, who was walking alongside me, let out a sigh filled with deep emotion.

“Anyway, you came back alive. It was a tough journey.”

“I wish I had a bigger allowance. I’m out of poppies. And I have no alcohol.”

Taeyeonryong suddenly got down from the carriage. His movements were extremely light.

He patted the young master on the shoulder and spoke gently.

“Please lend me some silver. Everything is nice here, but the salary is too low. It can’t support my spending.”

“A drunkard and a poppy. I don’t want to spend money I can’t get back.”

As the boy spoke, he glanced at Taeyeonryong’s hand.

I was shaking slightly.

It didn’t seem to be a withdrawal symptom. It seemed to be due to the heat from the Sun Vein, which usually causes severe pain.

At the same time, Jeong Yeon-shin felt an extraordinary atmosphere in the vast castle.

There were also crowds of people slowly appearing. There were more than one or two.

The air was filled with excitement amidst the commotion.

There was much murmuring. The conclusion was the same. The voices were that the protagonist of the black promotion ceremony had arrived.

It’s different from the blue one.

It seemed like a rare event in nature.

‘at las.’

The biggest thing in the current situation was waiting for the boy.