Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 156

The Swordsman (3)

Yu-Hyeon’s dry lips moved little by little.

“Yeon… Shin… … ?”

The sight of him squeezing his dry throat. A small smile appears on the boy’s face as he looks down at him.

The same was true of his lips. Slowly, a smile formed that was only revealed to those he was acquainted with.

“Isn’t there a shadow in your eyes? Your eye-dharma achievements haven’t gone anywhere. Even though your energy seems to have dispersed for a moment.”

“You, what are those clothes…?”

The corners of Jeongyeonshin’s mouth slightly rose. Yoohyun is no ordinary person.

The fact that he asked about the color of Jangpo right away made it obvious to anyone that he was a natural born martial artist.

He was concerned first about his friend’s power and position. He seemed to have no idea how he came to be in this position.

“Are all the disciples of the old school like that? They are also thick-skinned.”

He established ties with four major factions among the old factions.

Sword Dragon Wijimyohwa, Sleeping Dragon Yoo Hyeon, Small Monk Gakjeong, Small Sword Hou Hae-ok… … There are no ordinary people.

They each had different personalities, but they had one thing in common: they had distinct personalities.

It was like that even just now. Yu-Hyeon stuttered slightly as he spoke.

“Every time I look at it, the color changes… … How is that? It’s like we’ve become equal to the Catholic Church.”

If you are a true believer of the Hwasan faction, you are more famous by your nickname than by your Doho. Hwasan Sword.

As the leader of the plum blossom inspectors, he left behind many anecdotes. It is said that he once clashed with Ma Gwang-ik and led his fellow inspectors out.

“Who will be the swordsman? Don’t talk nonsense.”

It’s because we live in slightly different times. Jeong Yeon-shin mumbled while burying her true feelings deep inside.

As an outsider who knows the short-lived Jechil, Jongnam Swordsman and Wiji Myohwa are enough.

It’s not that I don’t trust Yu-Hyeon, I just didn’t want to talk about it.

‘I don’t think my grandfather told my uncle either.’

Margin’s gaze was like that. He still looked like he didn’t know anything.

Mayeonjeok did not rashly intervene in his grandson’s affairs.

It is unknown what the previous Shingeomdan leader was thinking, but Jeongyeonshin thought it was better that way.

Now, Heonwonchang, Cheongmyeong, and Baekmirye are supporting him. He didn’t want to increase the worries of those close to him.

It was also a burden to Jeong Yeon-shin herself. If she had obtained the fruit of the Heavenly Tree and cured her constitution, she would have said it as a joke.

“So, how did you come here? Your Highness the Black Emperor.”

Even though he speaks calmly, he constantly glances at Jeongyeonshin’s long coat.

The look on Yu-Hyeon’s face as he looked flustered was quite funny. Jeong Yeon-Shin glanced around.

The three soldiers of the Central Guard, who had been guarding the battlefield from afar, stood frozen in place.

I came in after feeling their blood and soul. Now they were mute and unable to move.

‘Is the power concentrated inside?’

Taeyeonryong, Namgung Hwasin, and Heonwonchang went to explore other directions.

It was because the island was so large, but it felt like I had come to the right place.

Jeong Yeon-shin took out the blue jade from her bosom and threw it upward. At the same time, the beads scattered in all directions, scattering the sunlight.

The Bolingok received from Masain.

It is an item that cracks when it contains pure energy. In Ma Gwang-ik’s case, he was planning to use it as a signal flare for the new Ma Gwang-ik.

“How did you get caught?”

The boy asked in a light tone. Yu-Hyeon, who had been blankly staring at the fragments of the Bo-Ryeong-Ok, lowered his gaze.

“There was a survivor in the village. It was a boy. I came here after hearing what he said, but he was a member of the Murim Bangpa and Unyangbu branch. There were also hostages. I was so flustered.”

“Are you a branch manager?”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked back.

The presence of the village boy is beginning to be questionable, but it is nothing compared to the presence of the high-ranking official.

“This is really funny. The one who went against the Great Law was the one who did it, but Ganghoin punished him for treason. The accusations of a few mere martial artists would not be taken more seriously than the one who claimed innocence.”

“If you are a private person with close ties to the Imperial Family, are you a member of the Seomye Sohyup…?”

One of the Hwasanpa disciples who was tied up with Yuhyeon asks.

Suddenly, she raised her head, and it was a woman with particularly impressive large eyes.

Jeongyeon Shin nodded briefly and grabbed the sword at her waist.

Swish!

A beam of light flashed.

The boy tied the sword and the lead sword together in a single line.

In the series of steps of drawing the sword, cutting the rope, and putting it back in the scabbard, you can personally experience the improved speed of the sword with the light wheel machine.

The sensation of the swordsman cutting the rope and returning was surprisingly smooth. The virtue of the Bukmyeong sword that had been transformed into a divine sword must have been great.

“What is a quick sword… … .”

Yu-Hyeon sighed. It was the only time he had even glanced at the sword path. Jeong Yeon-Shin silently inserted the sword wave completely.

widely.

It was only after the sound of the sword rang out that the other disciples of the Volcano Sect realized their condition.

The disciple who had asked about Jeongyeonshin’s identity stuttered.

“Thank you, thank you, Daehyeop.”

“It’s called a great swordsman… … Well, calling a black swordsman a small swordsman is a bit strange. It’s still unfamiliar.”

Yu-Hyeon muttered as he stood up from his seat. His face looked as if he was shocked.

However, there was a sense of moderation in the way he raised both hands toward his close friend, Jeong Yeon-shin.

The neat conduct testified to the spirit of the prestigious school.

“Thank you. I was wearing a life jacket.”

“Don’t even talk about grace.”

Jeong Yeon-shin’s lips paused as she turned her head slightly. This was because she sensed someone walking out of the pavilion across from her.

There are more than one or two. Some are quite powerful. The boy’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“I heard that a boat had come across without fear, so I was just waiting for a corpse.”

It was the voice of a middle-aged man. A group of people walked out.

A man and a woman are in the lead, and the man holding a long sword is putting a corpse in his mouth. It is a double-edged sword.

It was just as Jeongyeonshin had heard from the village boy. However, a sight she had never heard of also came into view.

‘The coffin is really stuck.’

The sight of those following behind was quite a sight. There were about twenty of them, and they were a mix of martial artists and government soldiers.

Those wearing light military uniforms are martial artists. The government soldiers wear armor over plain uniforms.

“You are a disciple of the Hwasan faction, a pretender to the Emperor. Are you a disciple of the Emperor? The Emperor is very tall. He has a rather bold and cool style, which suits me better than you.”

The Zhongyangbangju spoke. There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The laughter of the ark is passed on to the ark’s attendants.

Several people who wanted to establish a reputation approached Jeongyeonshin.

The central ark didn’t bother to stop him. That was because the boy hadn’t even pulled out his sword.

“A black man at that age? You really are ignorant. You’re not a disciple of Hwasan, but rather someone who learned a few things from a decent military officer… … .”

“It is difficult to act falsely when you are ignorant. At your age, even the white color of the Ip Hwang Seong is more than enough.”

The two men approached with mocking remarks.

It was said that in Sima Weido, harsh language was an everyday occurrence.

Regardless of the derogatory remarks, he is taking proper precautions.

He was holding his sword tightly. He seemed to be on alert after seeing the bloodshot eyes on his back.

That was when.

“Husband. Stay still.”

The branch manager said. The expression on his face as he looked at Jeong Yeon-shin was not good.

She seemed to have sensed something and reached out to block the double-sided ark.

He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something to the people who were approaching the intruder.

It was a stop a moment too late. The boy standing there dumbfounded was already shouting at the government.

A colorless wave rippled from the arm stretched out in a straight line.

It is a sudden and sudden awakening without any warning. Sihwamugeuksu Jeichoh, Jinbyeok.

Phew!

For a moment, it seemed as if a storm had descended. A dull noise echoed through the raging dust storm. Blood spurted out everywhere like a spray of water.

The bodies of the three Zhongyangbang members were blown away by the blow, and then fell to the ground, scraping it with a huge shockwave.

The spiral wave power unique to the Gwangryungi drew a swirling pattern on the floor, as if mocking the deaths of the three corpses.

“… … .”

Suddenly, everyone’s movements froze. A force that no one on the island could have imagined was unleashed.

Even the disciples of the Hwasanpa standing behind held their breath for a moment.

Unlike his disciple, Yu-Hyeon, who is famous for being eccentric, mutters quietly. What is the Bal-Gyeong?

‘The people.’

Jeongyeonshin unleashed the energy wave of the light wheel in all directions. It was a true energy operation that swept over a radius of ten zhang.

I immediately felt the presence of the powerless common people. It was a shabby annex between the pavilions forming a circle around the training ground.

You can tell just by looking at their energy. They all lacked vitality because they didn’t eat enough, and they only learned the Three Causes and Heart Methods promulgated by the Ming imperial family, so their true energy was shallow.

Were they gathered as hostages to deal with the villains?

There is no one guarding it. Those who control this island seem to have never experienced unimaginable force.

The sight of people vomiting from hunger contrasts with the lustrous cheeks of the couple in the branch office.

‘The Jinbyeok Gyeongpa was particularly badly broken. The Hosin Jinki and the body.’

The boy glanced at the corpses of the scattered Zhongyang swordsmen. They appeared to be the result of the combined efforts of Sima Wei’s forces.

I don’t see any reason to keep things in one’s hands.

“… … My lord, he is truly the great lord of Ip Hwang Seong.”

The branch manager spoke belatedly. His lips were trembling slightly.

“Seo-ye Jeongyeon-shin. The new Magwangikju is said to be very young. I think it must be him.”

After hearing his wife’s words, Zhongyangbangju opened his mouth in a hurry. He intuitively felt that there was no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.

Instead of oxen, we must bring in some odd jobs to be used for plowing.

It’s like when the Volcano Sect disciples came. They needed hostages.

“Right now… … !”

His words were cut off.

Wow!

The momentum that exploded from the boy’s entire body lifted the hem of his pitch-black clothes.

The energy that flowed out in streams scraped the ground, creating a trail of whirlwind. There was silence for a moment.

The presence of Kipa alone stole everyone’s attention. Soon, Ma Gwang-ik-ju, covered in dust like fog, licked his lips.

“Kill him.”

Boom!

In an instant, shock waves rippled across three sides outside the training ground. Gray, white, and blue garments leaped in from outside.

It was a fleeting moment. Heat, murder, and blackness tore through the air.

Phew!

Smoke and blood rose from all directions.

Taeyeonryong’s two-handed Yeolyangjang crushed eight men in an instant. Heonwonchang cut off five of their heads in one stroke with his unique sword.

Namgung Hwasin, who created the Changgungmuae Sword Technique, extended ten ray of light waves to a single sword.

It didn’t even take a breath for the intestines to clear out.

Magwangikju draws attention with his overwhelming energy, and the elite of Iphwangseong rush in in an instant.

It was a tactic that any sect would inevitably encounter at least once. The question was how much damage was inflicted per move.

That was the end of the Jungyangbang. The same was true for the officers and soldiers.

Suffered a blow that was tantamount to annihilation.

The sound of corpses falling echoed everywhere. It was mainly from the direction of Heonwonchang and Namgung Hwasin, who were wielding swords.

Taeyeonryong, who had turned his hand without realizing it, furrowed his brows slightly.

“Don’t you grow poppies? Are these Sapa rascals?”

“… … .”

The only people left standing were the Zhongyangbangju and the branch office.

The face of the commander of the central chamber, who was called Bu-gun, looked as if he had lost his soul, and the expression on the face of the branch manager was difficult to read.

I just stared at Jeongyeonshin calmly.

“As expected, there was no need for the fortune teller to come. It was right to have him take care of the child.”

Heonwonchang said, as he passed among the dead and scattered people.

He poked the corpses with his sword to check if there was anyone who was pretending to be dead using the turtle breathing method.

The Iphwangseong Fortress is a breakwater like a military gate.

We do not negotiate with those who have touched the people’s livelihood. We do not show mercy.

Once they reached the target and completed the mission, they left behind only ruins.

Wow.

A strange groan rang out. It was Taeyeonryong stretching, covering the back of his neck with both hands.

After yawning deeply, he turned to Jeongyeonshin and grinned, but there was something strangely unpleasant about him.

“Young Master, didn’t you say something when you sparred with me last time? It’s too bad. You said you were going to create a sword technique, but you guys aren’t even good enough to fight for a second and a half.”

“I’m not trying to create something different. I’m just trying to introduce a new flow to the Gwanghwageom style. Don’t point out blind spots like the Lord of Yullyeong.”

Jeongyeon Shin spoke as if she was just trying to deal with it. That’s why she kept talking to you if you didn’t answer.

I had been through enough in the ruined village, it felt like a callus was settling in my ears.

Perhaps it was because he was born with a talent of the Sun God Vein. He was very interested in Jeongyeonshin, who had even greater talent than him.

‘It may not be as much as Chil Sado, but… … .’

A red smile flashed through my mind.

It gives me a lot to think about with the branch manager in my sight. What should I do?

At that moment, Tae-Yeon-Ryong continued speaking. A leisurely smile hung on his lips.

“Anyway, now the only real fight is in the Murim Alliance. How about having a sword fight with the leader? Sword Star is a peerless swordsman who is comparable to the new sword master.”

“Even if I don’t want it to be like that, it will be like that.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered. Her tone was indifferent.

It was said that if you win the Murim Alliance’s Opening Crusade, you will be granted two special privileges. The first is the Great Hwandan.

The teachings of the swordsman who was elected as the leader were said to be second.

There is nothing that does not excite the world’s many martial artists, but the General Office of Ip Hwang Seong sees a trap in the second reward.

The Murim Alliance is an interest group. They came together under the pretext of destroying the Hwangbo family and the Namgung family’s direct lineage.

What would happen if a wave that wasn’t part of the alliance won the opening ceremony?

Even if the winner is none other than the master of Iphwangseong.

‘I said I would give you both a great transformation and a shame.’

Jeongyeonshin stopped thinking. She gently held the sword of the divine sword Bukmyeong.

I had to decide how to treat the branch manager in front of me.

At the same time, Tae-Yeom-Ryong, who had come closer, whispered. Let’s kill him and avoid any future troubles.

“go away.”

He responded nonchalantly and pushed her away with his elbow.

At the same time, the pure white blade of the Bukmyeonggeom rose up upside down, and a pure white lightning flashed from the neck of the Zhongyangbangju, who was standing there in a daze.

Swack-

It was the sound of all the blood vessels being crushed and bones being cut.