Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 166

Implementation (2)

“What are you doing?”

These were the first words he spoke to the leader of the martial arts world as the leader of the Magwangikju.

Judging from her expression, it seemed like she knew that she would die soon, but apart from her shock at that, Jeong Yeon-shin lived without ever imagining things like hugs.

It was because of my mother who passed away from a difficult birth. If my teacher, Iphwangseongju, had been supporting me, then it would have been different. No, even that seemed very embarrassing.

‘Is the Lord Seong the only peerless master who does not have a strange personality?’

The high status and distribution of the swordsmanship was no reason to hide her displeasure. Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“this.”

The corners of Geumseong Hyeonso Baek’s mouth slightly lowered. His thoughts were reflected on his face.

It was a truly pitiful expression, and no amount of behavior could give off the impression of authority.

“I have been rude to the great lord of Ip Hwang Seong. Please forgive me. Even though my face is like this, I am still an old man. When I was younger, I had a lot of talent, but these days, I am not like before. I felt sad, like seeing a grandchild who never existed. I was even more surprised by the undefiled feats you have accumulated.”

The way he smiled slightly was quite humorous. He showed the side of an eccentric master.

The only child.

Jeongyeonshin intuitively sensed the temperament of Geomseong.

He was a man who lived in his own world. He was a peerless master who influenced generations.

He has deep insight into Jeongyeonshin’s realm and constitution and does not hesitate to show compassion.

He was very free-spirited. He was more suited to be called a swordsman than the leader of the martial arts world.

Hyun So-baek stroked his chin.

“Let’s see, the year has changed and it’s the 70th birthday. The old man’s years have really grown thicker.”

“Seventy… …?”

Jeong Yeon-sin repeated absentmindedly. It was a phrase derived from the Qujiang poem written by Du Fu.

It means that a life of seventy years is rare. It refers to the age of seventy. It was a word that was not commonly used after the descendants of the famous came down to the world.

The important thing is that the age of the swordsman was not known to the world.

As a Magwangikju, this was information that I had not yet encountered. I just learned about it for the first time.

The boy did not hide his doubts.

“Are you of noble blood?”

“They ended up doing the Banrohwandong half-heartedly.”

The noble old man smiled with his handsome middle-aged face.

“I thought that if I let my body be led by my aerodynamics, I would lose the strength I had honed for decades. As a ronin, if you live that long, enemies will be everywhere. It’s a matter of survival. If you want to maintain your prime skills, you have to be young enough. Your Iphwangsinchang doesn’t seem to have done that, but it must be thanks to the solid aerodynamics that are characteristic of a famous family. I envy you.”

He talks about other worlds in an old-fashioned tone. His words and actions give off a sense of transcendental inner strength.

On the one hand, he appears to be a cunning swordsman, but on the other hand, he has the appearance of a swordsman who pursues extreme strength.

He was a master who was completely obsessed with ignorance.

“There is no one in the world with your level of talent. However, how much effort and chaos did it take to reach that level? I was very happy and fond of my junior who silently worked hard, leaving behind the punishment from heaven. That’s why I came up with a plan. Even if I were to collect a hundred of Meng’s fierce and fierce swords, they would not be as good as you. Isn’t the martial arts you have accumulated by leaving fear behind truly outstanding?”

The supreme absolute being of the Murim Alliance spoke. The expression on Jeongyeonshin’s face, who was standing still, seemed to be approaching as a joke of her grandson.

It was strange and creepy. The master who could see the sky with his sword had no interest in the power dynamics.

Only martial arts.

He only looked at Jeong Yeon-shin’s constitution and martial arts skills. It seemed like he had no regard for the relationship between Ip Hwang-seong and the Murim Alliance.

It is a favor that can be shown because he is a blacksmith. A great swordsman who protected the common people by beheading the head of the 13th Heaven Lord among the main masters of the 13th Heaven.

In other words, he was a transcendent being. There was a continuous light passing through his eyes that contained the entirety of Jeongyeonshin.

“Your balance in walking is very unique. Even the most sophisticated walking techniques tend to place the center of gravity forward, but yours is distributed all around. This must be due to your natural sense of balance.”

“… … .”

“The divine technique you just showed me was extraordinary. I’ve only ever imagined a full-body piercing, but I’ve never dared to attempt it. Is it even possible to create a piercing wave with fine muscles? From the old man’s perspective, it seems to be thanks to your body. It’s more than just well-made. Your body itself is a divine technique. I’m really curious about the synergy technique.”

He smacked his lips as if he couldn’t bring himself to ask. Jeongyeonshin just listened quietly.

“Even though the old man has a lot of knowledge, these are martial arts that I have never heard of. Of course, you must have created them. If you had been taken in as a young monk of Shaolin, the number of 72 seasonal rituals would have doubled or tripled. When the abbot sees you, he will beat the ground in regret.”

The ceaseless torrent of words was terrifying. It was both interesting and anticipated.

He had insight into Jeongyeonshin with a sharper insight than the Iphwangseong Yulryeongdae. He had the insight of a master that few in the world have.

‘There was another peerless master who was not taciturn, other than the Blood Flame Cult Leader.’

The boy was silently thinking.

This was the first time that Xianlong Zhuge Xuan had seen the leader like this.

He is not a kind person who just nods with a friendly face at the summit meeting.

I didn’t know you had such shining eyes.

‘You seem indifferent to your work.’

It was so bad that the young warriors of the Menghui would feel a deep sense of deprivation if they saw it.

At that moment, his heart also felt strangely empty. The person he was talking to about the discourse of the ignorant was the master of Iphwangseong.

Jegal Hyeon, who had heard about the banquet hall incident earlier, thought that he should keep quiet about the meeting between Meng Zhou and Ma Guang Yi Zhu.

‘The evil spirit of the devil is not what it used to be. Will he be able to resolve the conflict with Magwangikju?’

If the Menghui does not fight the Iphwangseong and Sect Wars.

At that time, that boy will become a strong figure who will become the bridgehead of the two major powers. At least, there is no other person on the Iphwangseong side.

Magwangikju Jeongyeonshin.

The reputation he had built up while teaching the martial artists of the time, his outstanding martial arts skills, and his experience as an envoy were all great.

You could tell just by looking at the leader’s eyes. It was like he was treating his own grandson.

‘If I go in the direction of strengthening my friendship with Ip Hwang-seong, I will of course be looked down upon by the evil Ma Gwang-ik-ju, which will not be good. I will have to persuade him well.’

That was when.

“ah.”

Suddenly, Geomseong let out a small sigh. Soon, a shy smile appeared on his lips.

“You’re too excited. Aren’t the people who prioritize the people’s livelihood over the martial arts? Since a knight like you has all the qualities that make a nobleman stand out, I unintentionally showed my lack of wit. It must have been difficult for a junior to handle the rambling. Now, let’s get back to the official conversation… … .”

“it’s okay.”

Jeongyeon Shin answered. It had been a long time since she had erased the unpleasantness she had shown at first sight.

There was a glare in the boy’s eyes, even though he hadn’t turned the wheel.

When Geomseong was evaluating Magwangikju, Magwangikju was also staring blankly at Geomseong.

Like a shadow formed in reverse in the eyes of a person looking into a lake.

“hmm?”

The questioning retort from the blacksmith was trivial.

“Just watching the Black Star standing still is a learning experience.”

Jeongyeonshin opened her lips again.

“Because my knowledge is limited, this is the first time I’ve encountered this kind of balance. You said that my center of gravity is spread out in all directions, but I can see that the Sword Master always keeps his feet connected to the ground. I can feel the energy waves coming out of Yongcheonhyeol firmly… … .”

A blue lightning flashed from the boy’s eyes. The rudeness of analyzing martial arts was committed first by Geomseong.

You can’t say anything by pouring out your realizations and checking the reaction.

Even though Geomseong was a peerless master, he was aware that the Magic Sword Master in front of him was an envoy of Iphwangseong.

“If we are to consider the stability of swordsmanship, there is no better internal energy training method. I am envious of the inexhaustible energy. You mentioned senior Iphwangsinchang Ak, but I wonder if he has accumulated the same amount of sincere energy as that person. It is worth referring to separately from Hwahou.”

The blacksmith laughed in vain.

“Huh… … ? You feel this? Is that the extent of the utility of that constitution? I knew your senses were extraordinary… … .”

“I understand what you mean by the natural form that your Majesty has taken. Your whole body’s prayers flow freely through the air. You said that you could see the rugged Sungsan Mountains to your bare-handed Majesty. By strengthening the internal energy of the Yongcheon point under your feet and equally distributing your true energy to the Dongjaja point (瞳子髎穴) near your eyes, even if you Majesty doesn’t have a sword, it’s not difficult for you to see through your opponent and move.”

Jeong Yeon-shin continued speaking slowly.

“As you can see now, the muscles of the whole body that are gently relaxed also seem to play a part in the immediate release. You are making me realize the effectiveness of the method of the new technique. And the method of using the body.”

“… … .”

The blacksmith’s smile faded.

The boy thought. Now that he thought about it, the martial arts world journey itself was a coincidence.

A momentous moment had arrived. The sword was a waterfall of inspiration that would never dry up.

It was something that was expected the moment Aksurim nominated Jeongyeonshin as the right person for the mission. The unification of Jeonggishin was still far away.

The black area had to be filled with martial arts techniques and the creation of new martial arts.

The new Prime Minister Ma Gwang-ik’s words did not stop there.

“I’ve met the swordsman of the Jeoksu Gongwon, and I can guess a little bit about his swordsmanship. You said he was a ronin. I understand why the old school’s spiritual mountains are mentioned when referring to you. Isn’t your highness using a swordsmanship inspired by the old school’s masters? It’s based on the steps you’re taking now, thanks to the peerless eye technique.”

He didn’t care whether Geumseong Hyeonso Baek’s mouth opened slightly or not.

If the passion that Geomseong possessed was to pursue the ultimate, Jeongyeonshin was born with a natural infatuation with martial arts that he could not have imagined.

Was it the arrogance of the Baekdo Jeongpa that was unique to the Jeongpa? Geumseong Hyeonso Baek had nothing to hide.

The boy’s eyes were full of interesting things. It was like an inn that solicited customers by promising to cook the best delicacies in the world.

Just like the Dahe Restaurant in Hangzhou, which is famous for its exceptionally delicious food.

“Your hands look light. There are some areas where the aerodynamic waves are particularly weak. The Talgol point (巨骨穴) below the shoulder, the Gokji point (曲池穴) in the arm’s gwanjeon… … The Hogu point (虎口穴) between the thumb and index finger seems rather strong, but it doesn’t seem to be a suitable arrangement for a quick swordsmanship. However, when stabbing, there is no more ideal aerodynamic operation.”

As death approaches, the power of the upper body becomes more powerful.

Inspiration surged through my head like a tidal wave. It seemed even more so after hearing the story of the swordsman from my subordinates who were like older brothers.

Guessing and knowing collided with the senses and exploded like a fireball. Everything was inspiration.

I can’t learn without spitting it out. Once I polish it with words, it comes back as a polished realization.

“The light waves of the new method, the wind god, are at your feet. When extending the quick sword, take the Paji method lightly and the Yongcheon point heavily. You can’t just copy the natural body. There’s no useful eye technique. It’s okay, for now… … You can substitute with your body. Focus on honing the Jeonggadonggong’s fine points… … A sword technique that can handle all directions must have the wind knot… … .”

I was completely absorbed in my thoughts. Now, I wasn’t talking to anyone.

This is the beginning of a new swordsmanship.

At this moment, the framework for the sword reform was being created.

I understood the secrets of swordsmanship just from hearing about him and seeing him standing there in front of me.

The boy continued to ponder and examine the peerless master who had ascended the constellation with his sword.

All that remains is to flesh it out and hone it in real life.

Observe the masters a few steps above you while standing still. Intersect with your own reflection.

It was a state of complete innocence. It was a state where I couldn’t even see a human being.

He kept his head still and continued to think. A faint blue flame kept flashing in the boy’s eyes.

“Because he’s like that, Namgung Sejin… … .”

Jegal Hyun absentmindedly moved his lips. Geomseong Hyeon So-baek also showed his astonished expression without holding back.

The two men are the unarmed men of the Baekdo Jeongpa. They did not interfere with the boy breaking his sword.

He just looked at me with a blank expression and a look of bewilderment.

It was the same until the newly appointed Ma Gwang-ik-ju finally came to his senses and took the lottery ticket.

“Thank you, Black Star. I am grateful to you.”

Jeongyeon Shin slightly bent her waist and clasped her hands together.

Although the original greeting of Po-Kwon-Ji-Rye was not a bow, it strangely suited him. It was a neat etiquette.

A sense of class emerged from the gathered black sleeves.

I truly believe that it was a blessing. It meant that I had gained something great.

Geomseong slowly opened his mouth. He seemed a bit embarrassed.

“The old man didn’t do anything… … ?”