Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 148

Black (6)

“Dangmunbi-gi?! You said you went to Sacheon… …!”

“Is it really Mancheonhwawoo?”

The sound of slurping could be heard from various places in the vast promotion hall. Anyone could have done that. The unrivaled secret of the Sacheon martial arts world suddenly appeared.

It was from the hands of Seomye, who had watched its growth through rumors since the White Era. It was a strange sight that made one not be surprised.

“Does that look real?”

“The rumors about Giju were true… …!”

The disciples of Jeomchang added more. Cheonilgeom and Jeomchangmugeom’s eyes widened.

From Yunnan’s Dianchang Mountain to Sichuan’s martial arts world, it’s not that far.

I have heard more anecdotes about the most historic Jeolsebigi in Sacheon-seong than any other Yangyang people.

The oral tradition also had to be relatively distinct.

“Hey… … .”

After the sword was fired, a small exclamation escaped from the Jade Emperor’s mouth.

It is a very brief moment. The masters watching the ascension realm’s spectacle utter a few words in the blink of an eye.

Since Jin-gi naturally stimulates the nerves, the time zones in which one lives are diverse.

The same was true for the Cheonilgeom Apostolic Spirit who was watching the battle.

I glanced at the person sitting next to me. I didn’t pay any attention to the sight of Mancheonhwawoo’s flower rain splashing blood on Yulyeongdaeju’s body.

I know why the private who had little interest in anything other than swordsmanship was amazed with a fierce expression.

Seomye Jeongyeonshin. A master swordsman who has mastered the martial arts to an incredible degree.

But now he has mastered the secret art of the divine art of the secret weapon. This means that he has incredible innate dexterity and ability to use his true energy.

It was the job of Sado-ryeong and Jeomchang-moo-geom to figure out how the connection with Sacheon-dangmun came about and how deep it was.

The private named Sogeomhu seemed to be anxious to exchange swordsmanship with Seomye and Muron.

‘It’s not love, but at least that’s fortunate.’

However, at first glance, he seems to be deeply interested. It seems like he has a fondness for the qualities of a thousand years.

It was unclear how it would work in the Murim Alliance, but the Sado Ryeong hoped that there would be no trouble at least in the gathering of the world’s political factions.

His head felt throbbing. He looked away again, enduring the pain in his head.

On stage.

It was a standoff situation. The new form of the Yullyeongdaeju moved quickly in front of the boy who had reached out his hand.

It seemed as if he was trying to shake off the steel petals that surrounded his body.

Moving through the swirling silver shards, he slashes with his sword and blocks fatal wounds.

The reflection of the pure white sword she extended created a fantastic sight.

He is a swordsman as noble as his reputation. He never gives himself an opening even when facing the mighty Mancheonhwawoo.

Jeong Yeon-shin sat there blankly with one arm raised. The hem of her blue robe swayed slightly at her still feet.

I can’t move rashly.

Mancheonhwawoo is a new and powerful scholar. He has no ability to approach the Great Master of Yulryeong while operating the world’s best sword.

The opponent, Yullyeongdaeju, was a true black master.

It was no easy task to just tie up the Mancheonhwawoo. I had to give up my impatience to approach it clumsily.

‘If you practice the two-heartedness of the non-partisan faction, it might be different.’

The only limit to restricting the movement of the law of the universe was not to completely divide the mind into two.

In the meantime, Jeong Yeon-shin had to figure out a way to win the fight.

This one consumes less energy than the simultaneous use of the nine-legged sword. I followed the new shape of the Yullyeongdaeju with my palm and fell into thought.

She seemed to have realized that the closer she got to Jeongyeonshin, the stronger Mancheonhwawoo’s strength became.

It’s a famous black color, so I don’t know if they’ll come up with some kind of solution, but it bought me some time.

‘Yulryeong Daeju may not be the peerless master of Ogijowon. It is also a realm that I am completely unaware of… … However, he has clearly reached the state of Samhwachuijeong. Even if he cannot do it, he has reached the state of unity of energy and spirit.’

The god of the upper chamber was different from the huge boy.

The masters who have evenly refined their body, vital energy, and spirit and combined them into one are the great masters of Ip-Hwang-Seong.

The speed of the aerodynamics was faster than that of the pure spirit.

It was a far-off realm for Jeongyeonshin, whose upper body strength was greater than that of most peerless masters. That was the case now.

‘A speed battle that takes a long route is impossible.’

It was a very urgent situation. I quickly acknowledged the difference.

It was something I had already realized in one fell swoop. The sword strike that shattered the Ip-Hwang-Geom accurately cut through the weak point of the Gwang-Hwa-Geom style.

He shattered the straight sword’s path from the side, and tore it to pieces without giving it any time to breathe more energy into it.

It was enough to make you realize in one move what kind of results a destruction method can bring about in the hands of a master.

‘still.’

He didn’t think the level was that different. He took it to mean that the rhythm was distinct.

There is one strength that he possesses as a short-lived person. In one thing, he is better than Yullyeong Daeju.

‘I have to lead the flow. Let’s just organize the outline. So that I can cast the appropriate first move right away.’

The magical power of the light wheel is not effective against the Great Lord of the Law. Rather, there is a gap somewhere else.

The destruction studies she had. Jeongyeonshin saw her chances there.

Hwaaaaak―!

A strong wind blew out from the body of the Yullyeongdaeju in front of me. It was truly a rough wave.

The martial prowess unique to the Ming tribe that Qingming had shown long ago was blown out like a strong wind.

Were the movements he had made so far a form of sparring to accumulate energy?

The iron pieces of Mancheonhwawoo all rose up, breaking free of Jeongyeonshin’s control of their power.

The boy immediately put his arm away. The forward movement of the Yullyeongdaeju was incredibly fast.

As I watched her take a step and her figure grow larger in my field of vision, I placed my hand on the sword of the divine sword Bukmyeong.

‘Mancheonhwawoo is not a skill that can be used for a long time by a famous master.’

It was with a small realization that the sword of the Yullyeongdaeju, with its blade extended straight, appeared before my eyes.

She came in through the gap in an instant with a swordsmanship like a storm. It seemed to be her name day.

Jeongyeonshin spun around with a leaf-like movement and passed her.

At the same time, my vision went blank for a moment. This was because an eerie sword light passed through my rapidly rotating vision.

Damn it.

He switched places with her without paying attention. The boy took a step forward.

A colorless wave spread out from underfoot. It was a wave of light. A two-step movement of wings.

The invisible waves pushed back the wind waves surrounding the Yullyeongdaeju. It was a step that created the harmony of the footsteps.

The commander had already almost turned around.

Phew!

The blade rotated with her new form, forming a crescent-shaped sword path.

A white light rippled along the sword blade that was slashing at Jeongyeonshin, and it seemed like it was surrounding a compressed strong wind rather than a physical manifestation of true energy.

The sword that extended out was truly exquisite and sophisticated. It was cutting through the air current created by Hwanik Ibo with a single sword.

‘Jungoksimpunggeombeop (Deep Valley Wind Sword Technique)… …!’

They said that the flow of the sword was smooth. It was true. When I met them, it was just as the rumors said.

It is to destroy Jeongyeonshin’s martial arts by taking the power contained in the sword strike as it is.

The Hwanikbo failed to do its job. Before I could build up my power, her sword came into view.

Another crisis. The resonating sound of the iron clanking was eerie.

Sigh!

The boy took a short breath. With one breath, he firmly fixed the energy within his body.

From the beginning, Gwanghwageomryu was destroyed. The same was true for Mancheonhwawoo.

There is no other way.

‘Poetry and the Infinite Challenge.’

The boy held his true energy in both hands. The sword strike was about to cut straight across his shoulder.

Wow!

He struck the black surface with the back of his right hand. The shock wave of Jeicho Jinbyeok spread out in a straight line along with the path.

As the wind swept through her eyes, Jeong Yeon-shin furrowed her brows for a moment. The back of her hand felt tingly.

The aura of energy surrounding her sword tore apart the light wheel’s protective gear.

Even though I hit the cotton instead of the blade, it’s like this. The swordsmanship was truly strong.

‘I need to make a self-defense weapon that fits my body.’

As soon as the thought occurred to me, I pushed it to the side of my mind. The pitch-black hair of the Yulyeongdaeju flashed across my vision.

Jeongyeonshin’s first attack didn’t work. She was hit by the wall and spun around with her sword rising diagonally.

The movements themselves were extremely fast, but the fact that he exposed his back without hesitation prevented any openings from approaching.

The wind, which is one with the nerves of the mind, constantly shakes her black robe.

Jungoksimpunggeombeop. It was a technique of strong wind that was used with the whole body. It was seen that the sword energy was wrapped around it and could turn into a sharp wave at any time.

This is the world of the perfect master. Immature people have entered the realm of supernatural powers.

Jeongyeonshin extended her fist without even having time to step on the ground. She was carrying the spiral of the sword in one volume.

A short ripple of light swept through his body. The boy’s senses captured the sword’s face precisely this time too.

The sensation of the sword blade briefly touching the surface was tingling. The sword strike of the Great Sword Master, who had encountered the whirlwind of the light waves, was pushed back.

But that was it.

The swordsmanship of Yullyeongdaeju was truly expert. He seemed to be a master at controlling the intervals.

She was throwing away her sword, and Jeongyeonshin was not given time to draw Bukmyeong.

She swings her sword freely at the boy, who is forced to engage in close combat with her sword.

That was the flow. The movements of the Yulryungdaeju and the sword forced that form.

The point of impact was the exact opposite of the delicate vein that was only on the opponent’s body.

Boom! Boom!

The flesh-colored path of Jeongyeonshin and the silver sword path of Yullyeongdaeju continued to intersect.

Short and long trajectories tangled in the silence.

The Yullyeongdaeju led the flow based on the destruction method. It was a strange sword.

It reminded me of a thread that is constantly unraveling. It is not a single blow, but like the wind that is constantly carving away at a cliff.

The Jungoksimpung sword technique. The strength never ran out.

‘It’s a martial art that supports the study of destruction.’

The boy thought. She could easily handle any of the Sihwamu Geuksu’s herbal remedies.

On the other hand, his blue robe was gradually becoming tattered.

The sword strike that grazed the floor tore the hem of his trousers, and the two slashes that cut off the third sword, Kwonhwa, reached his chest.

Swish!

A cool feeling passed over the tip of my tongue.

After the sword light flashed in Yulyeong Daeju’s pitch-black eyes, a fiery pain spread across Jeongyeonshin’s chest.

I’m completely pushed back.

With a sense that is ahead of the law of the universe, he preempts the action and can only keep up with the speed of her dazzling aerodynamic skills.

‘This is bound to happen.’

There are many martial arts of the island lineage that have been released in Iphwangseong. It is said that in Bonseong, they are openly called the martial arts of senses.

The weak point of movement, the starting point of the power of the movement, the blind spot of the flow.

It was a sword strike that pierced through everything and struck properly. It was accompanied by the rapid use of Jin-gi that reached Samhwachwijeong.

Anyone present could sense the situation. It was already tilted considerably.

Still, the boy’s face remained indifferent. As the sum continued, his expressionlessness deepened.

‘… … It’s unexpected, maybe there wasn’t enough time. The time of the law.’

It was when Jeongyeonshin was thinking.

Whoosh!

Yullyeongdaeju suddenly stopped in his tracks and swung his sword once.

Bloodstains were engraved on the stage floor along with a sharp sound. Jeong Yeon-shin’s blood was left in a straight line.

“Your Majesty the Holy Spirit.”

She slowly moved her lips away.

“Although Seomye’s martial arts skills are sufficiently high, I think it is too early to entrust him with a single unit that includes many blues. I think it would be right to devote myself to training until the internal energy reaches the level of Samhwachwijeong. Instead, how about entrusting him with a special unit that is selectively operated only by Sima Oedo?”

“… … .”

Silence fell over the promotion hall. The great master who had been comparing martial arts skills with his opponent stopped his fight.

At the same time, he advised the lord that this promotion was impossible.

A strange silence flowed. The atmosphere was generally one of agreement.

It seemed like most of the hundreds of people seated at the ceremony were like that.

That’s understandable, Jeong Yeon-shin’s only effective attack was Mancheonhwawoo.

As soon as I drew my sword, the Ip-Hwang-Geom was shattered, and I was unable to draw another sword after that.

“No. Something feels strange.”

There seemed to be few people listening to Taeyeonryong’s mutterings.

A unit made by stacking marble layers.

The Emperor of the West, sitting on the stone throne, crossed his legs and did not answer. He just stared blankly down at Jeongyeonshin.

However, the boy did not meet her eyes. He just stared blankly at the Yullyeongdaeju standing in front of him.

‘what.’

Jeongyeonshin muttered to herself. Even in a time of storm and stress, she knows how to distinguish between right and wrong.

It means that he cares about his reputation. He didn’t say it out loud because his goal was to be the new sword master.

Yulyeongdae.

It is a military force that enforces the laws of the Imperial City and pursues those who break the laws.

It was said that he was famous for thoroughly dissecting the true nature of martial arts. Naturally, Jeongyeonshin knew how to destroy the martial arts themselves.

Because all the destruction he’s done so far has been like that.

No it wasn’t.

The focus was on response. It was centered around Yullyeong Daeju’s own martial arts.

As I shook hands with her, my interest waned.

If the island martial arts were thoroughly crushed, I would try to create a new martial arts based on it.

I wondered if Gwanghwageomryu and Sihwamugeuksu could take different forms.

Just as the Neungbeop Gwangryungi raised the true energy of the original body to a new realm.

I saw it firsthand and realized it was wrong. This wasn’t it. My inner thoughts unintentionally leaked out through my lips.

“It would be better if the opponent was at the bottom.”

If he were a low-ranking warrior of the Yullyeongdae, wouldn’t he only exploit his weak points? The boy tried hard to swallow his words.

Yullyeongdaeju didn’t even look back. Perhaps he had already made up his mind about Jeongyeonshin. He just looked up at Seongju.

“His martial arts skills and senses are extraordinary, but his ability to use his powers is slow compared to that of other great lords. He also lacks the improvisation skills to study destruction.”

The expressionless face remained the same as when he started to dance. Only his lips moved.

Even though we shook hands quite vigorously, it seemed like he had completely lost interest.

Damn it.

Jeongyeonshin took a step forward. Only then did Yulyeongdaeju’s gaze turn to the boy.

“He didn’t seem like the type of person who would be rude.”

“… … .”

The boy did not answer. He only showed the disappointment he had not been able to hide.

The corners of the mouth slightly lowered, and the beautiful eyebrows narrowed slightly.

There was a hint of doubt on Yulyeongdaeju’s expression when he was young.

thud!

Jeongyeonshin’s new form became blurred along with Jin Gak. It was as if he was implementing a quick swordsmanship with his body.

A long blue robe, covered with bloodstains and black stains, flapped in a long stream.

Wow!

He blatantly stepped on the truth. It was enough time for Yullyeongdaeju to respond.

Her dark eyes captured the young blue master’s entire body.

The long sword he held in his hand was filled with the white wind of the Jungoksimpung sword technique.

At that moment, the boy was in her arms, spraying the Shihwamu Geuksu’s two hands with light waves in all directions.

Woohoo!

A storm is brewing beneath the feet of those who have set foot on the earth.

I felt a clear splitting of the thigh muscles on both sides of my thighs. Colorless energy rippled from my right fist.

The truth came first.

It was under the sword thrust of the Yullyeongdaeju. This time, he caught the sword face and struck it with his fist.

With a cool and refreshing recoil, the sword of the Yullyeongdaeju rose up like a column of water rising upside down.

Her swordsmanship is imbued with a flow that is not interrupted by a single blow. She once again rode the sword path created based on the analyzed knot.

‘If I come back like that, it starts again. It’s so fast that I can’t even stop it with my movements.’

The boy thought.

Jeongyeonshin’s lips were reflected in her pitch-black eyes. They were forming a small curve.

The boy stretched out his left hand. The spiral wave of the first second immediately created a whirlwind. It was the truth that had been condensed together with the awakening.

The air current created by the explosive power of the fist surged strongly. At the same time, it was delicate.

The flow of light waves created by the sword of the Yullyeongdaeju was shattered piece by piece.

“… … !”

For the first time, her eyes wavered.

If Yullyeong Daeju had displayed his true martial arts skills from the beginning, the results would have been different.

Because he tried to compete with Jeong Yeon-shin in the principles of martial arts, he ended up wavering in the midst of a collapsing sword.

To unravel a mystery is called “breaking and unravelling”, and to crush and break it with force is called “breaking and destroying”.

The strength of Yullyeongdaeju was neither this nor that. However, the strength that was there brought about bad news.

Jeongyeon Shin specialized the Shihwamugeuksu spiral wave into her swordsmanship.

“This is… … !”

The white hand of the Yullyeongdaeju, who had raised the sword vertically, shook. The flowing flow of the sword technique became entangled in an instant.

There were obstacles in the set path. There was a brief gap in changing the course.

That was enough for Jeong Yeon-shin.

His destruction was always accompanied by destruction. The boy said calmly.

“It’s a destruction method.”

Behind the left hand’s aerodynamic wave, there is the right hand that returns after spewing out a wall of truth. Finally, the sword.

In the realm of extreme pleasure where the eyelids of the trembling Yullyeong Daeju could be seen moving slowly, Jeong Yeon-shin pulled out the divine sword Bukmyeong while holding the sword wave on her waist.

Flash!

A bright blue sword light surged forward in a straight line. The sword shot up like lightning and shattered Yullyeong Daeju’s sword into pieces.

Even as the powerful shockwave penetrated the sword, the boy’s grip on the divine sword was firm.

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

A storm rose from the sword strike that seemed to replace the sword of the Great Sword Master. It was a powerful residual wave.

Jeongyeonshin was taking the upper position.

Amidst the blue light flickering from the Bukmyeong sword raised above their heads, the blue and black hems of the two masters’ clothes fluttered strongly.

It was the wind that announced the end of the promotion campaign.

“… … .”

Silence fell over the promotion ceremony hall. The masters who had been discussing martial arts ceaselessly fell silent.

Yullyeongdaeju stood there blankly, holding the broken sword. He stared at Jeongyeonshin intently.

The boy didn’t care about anyone’s gaze. He just felt his own heart. Disappointment and relief were intertwined.

My body was heavy, but I didn’t feel any weight from the sword I was holding at the top. Was it the joy of taking a step forward?

It’s black now. Either way, we won.

Jeongyeonshin silently put her arm away. The sharp blade swept down Yullyeongdaeju’s ebony-like side hair.

While she flinched, the pale divine sword returned in a graceful trajectory.

The boy placed the sword of Bukmyeong back into its scabbard. The dark blue blade slowly regained its pure white color and disappeared.

There was a strange air of dignity in the conduct of the boy wearing the long coat that had been cut off.

While some of the crowd stared blankly as if they were possessed.

widely.

The sound of the young master’s sword rang out clearly.