Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 177

Sword of Autumn (5)

Among the unmanned forces of Iphwangseong, there was one person who was left alone in the main body of the Murim Alliance.

Baek Gi-rin Namgung Hwa-shin.

They were the center of attention. Cheongbaeksanggirin was once the best brothers in the martial arts world. This was the case both in terms of character and martial arts.

Namgung Hwasin is a warrior who is admired by everyone. He is also known as the next Suncheon Ikju.

While some were jealous, there were an overwhelming majority of those who expressed favor.

As Jeong Yeon-shin left her post, the number of reports of people looking for Namgung Hwa-shin increased rapidly.

This is because many people did not approach him due to the notoriety of the magician Margin had built up.

Namgung Hwasin had to go through all kinds of situations.

When I arrived at the appointed place after receiving the letter requesting a secret meeting, the sword that had been sharpened with words was returned.

“Actually, I’ve been in love with Prince Namgung. It’s been since the Yongbongjihoe.”

“… … .”

“It will be difficult to see you after the Gaepa War ends, but I am mustering up the courage to tell you. Please do not answer right now.”

I heard it from a certain counselor. It was under a misty moonlight.

Some women secretly sent letters of affection while others directly expressed their feelings. This is how the relationships between men and women in the martial arts world were formed.

It was a familiar thing. I had received countless confessions before entering the Ip Hwang Seong.

It was like that from the time I went to Yongbongjihoe holding hands with Namgung Sejin and Namgung Mi.

I just never thought I would experience this at the Murim Alliance. He kept refusing.

“I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot take you in as my son-in-law.”

“… … !”

It wasn’t just those who approached it purely. It seemed like there was an intention to take away the unmanned ones who were obviously destined to shine in the future.

It was said that there were hundreds of sects that signed the Murim Alliance’s petition.

It has not been uncommon since ancient times for outstanding men and women to approach the opposite s*x.

Namgung Hwasin turned away bitterly.

There once was a lover who was on the same level as me.

She was the daughter of a small business owner who traded tea leaves in Namjikrye. She was poisoned to death on the orders of Namgung Mi.

It was while Namgung Hwasin was being raised as the family’s dark sword. The Sega’s dark sword cannot form relationships with people outside the family.

He had to bury his lover in his heart. Since then, no other woman has caught his eye.

“I know that I failed to inherit the Emperor’s Sword. From the beginning, I wanted to experience the Changgungmuae Sword of the Sohyeop.”

“I once received some instruction from the living Qing Qilin… … .”

The spirit of victory and restraint were rampant. However, this was only a small amount.

The malicious ones were those who took advantage of the wedding and those who asked about temporary sponsors.

The former was tolerable. The latter was the problem.

“I’m not asking about the organization of the Imperial Palace, I’m just curious… … .”

“Speak.”

“It’s the story of Ma Gwang-ik-ju. How high is the position of the young Black Lord in the Iphwangseong? Isn’t it strange that the leader of the world’s greatest military force isn’t even a young man? Is it something that the world’s White Kirin So-hyup can wholeheartedly follow…?”

“… … .”

“It was a legitimate fight, but wasn’t he the one who pierced the body of the Qing Qilin? He’s the one who killed your brother, but I’m really curious about how outstanding his character is. There are many rumors that he’s very arrogant.”

“… He is a transparent person. He does what he has to do, gets worried when he has to, and gets angry when he has to. It’s just that the way he expresses himself seems arrogant. If you want to know more, it would be better to come to Yunhyangwon. This Namgung Mo will tell you with his sword.”

“A sword? I thought you were a gentleman… … .”

In reality, no one came to the Yunhyangwon.

A person with a shallow mind will have low martial arts skills. Even if you have a strong determination, you won’t be able to cross swords with Baekgirin.

“Namgung Sohyeop, a letter has arrived from Gaebong.”

I received the document from a servant who was waiting at the funeral home.

It came from the open post.

It was an invitation. It was a note inviting him to a meeting of the leaders of the Murim Alliance. It said that he was the representative of Ip Hwang Seong.

Since the leader of the delegation, Ma Gwang-ik-ju, was away, he was told to speak on behalf of Ma Gwang-ik-ju as a blue-skinned master.

I started walking straight away.

I was sitting in a meeting room filled with stellar masters. There were only two of us who were the same age.

A beggar with a handsome appearance and a woman with her eyes covered with a white cloth. The woman’s appearance was more striking.

With her smooth jawline and high nose bridge, she is a beauty worthy of the title, but she also possesses a uniquely strange presence.

Even her small stature caught everyone’s attention. It didn’t matter whether she was a man or a woman.

He was said to be the representative of the Ye clan. He is said to have poured a huge amount of money into the establishment of the Murim Alliance.

‘Person of interest.’

It was when Namgung Hwasin saw her and the afterlife of openness in his eyes.

“This is an agenda regarding the schedule for the Gaepa War.”

The middle-aged man in the green robe said.

Feng Shui-hyeon-sa, Jegal-cheon. He was the commander-in-chief of the Meng army with a pitch-black sword. Namgung Hwa-shin’s eyes sank coldly.

He said that he had previously tried to trick Daejoo with a false tactic. I have a bad feeling about this.

“There are many opinions that we should bring forward the opening ceremony a little. With the world on the verge of turmoil, how about declaring the founding of the alliance early to quickly win over the hearts of the people of Jianghu? I think this is a very reasonable petition… … .”

Namgung Hwasin opened his eyes wide.

It was a very blatant restraint. It meant that Magwangikju would be excluded from the Gaepa War.

He said that he would endure the scandal of being accused of making a trick because he was afraid of the high-ranking official of Ip Hwang-seong.

It seemed that Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who was very young compared to Mu-wi, wanted to prevent the situation of making a laughing stock of the Maenghoe’s masters.

‘How did Baekdo Murim become so petty?’

There are only a few people who show a displeased expression. They are the Taoist priests of the Hwasan faction and the Tang Dynasty warriors.

No other faction besides Hwasan attended the event, and Sega had no expectations from the start.

The leader, Geomseong, was nowhere to be seen. The term ‘puppet’ seemed to be the right word.

The acting military commander, Zhuge Qian, brought up an agenda that was already decided.

Namgung Hwasin thought.

‘It must be stopped.’

Immediately, the rough and strong swordsman’s hand rose. It was something that all the masters in the meeting hall had expected.

The Sega figures make vague mocking faces. The General Commander also smiles politely.

“The envoy has no voting rights, but… … I will listen to Namgung So-hyeop’s opinion. Please take a deep breath and speak.”

That was when.

Suddenly, Zhuge Qian’s smile faded. Another arm appeared in the meeting room.

It was a pure white jadeite.

The young lady of the Ye clan twisted her hands this way and that as if she was playfully doing so.

* * *

Chiljunghyeop.

A formless wave of energy filled the hill. It was coming from the new Magwangikju, who raised his sword high.

It came like a sharp wind cutting through skin. The strong wind of the valley seemed to be blowing translucently.

Just by looking at the signs, you can tell that it is a rising tide.

This was the sword that Baekseogun had already seen once. It was the sword that Magwangikju had used when he asked Yeongcheon Sword Ghost if he had the right to treat him poorly.

She opened her mouth, feeling my hair tickling the back of her neck.

“You were in a hurry back then. I was curious about what would happen if you unfolded it properly.”

He said this while facing the sword wind head-on.

Baek Seo-gun’s arm brushed the air. His gray short hair fluttered curiously. According to the magic of the water sword, the sword swam through the air.

She carried a powerful wave of light on her sword. The energy that spread from her entire body’s blood vessels and the eight meridians transformed into free-spirited light.

The power of the Eight Rings of the Sword, which cut through the air and wrapped around the blade, was clearly outside the scope of common sense.

It is the ability of the divine power of the famous clan.

Stop the cultivator’s years and present him with the noble Yigi Sword.

She achieved the level of the sword inherent in the Palhwanshinkong and escaped from the ten crises.

The principles of baduk that Jeong Ban-ak had taught him as a pastime were no longer helpful to Baek Seo-gun’s life.

―Aren’t the journalist’s struggle and the inevitable exploration incompatible? While you’re telling me to throw away the stone and take the lead, you’re also telling me not to be greedy?

– Foolish. Why is that wrong? It’s telling you to take the lead without straining your shoulders. It’s telling you not to get impatient even if you have to throw away a few stones.

The nobleman she served was wrong. The Giza Jang Seon and Bu Deuk Tam Seung were useless against the master who had stepped into the realm of the Igi Geom.

Baekseogun lived arrogantly. He kept his shoulders strong and his chest puffed out. He did not tolerate any losses.

It was a being that could do that.

I did that until everything became meaningless.

The chief of the Jeong family, the swordsman of Hanam, stretched out his hand. The sword flew up like a kite and turned into a flash.

The crimson sunlight slanted across the sword. The sword galloped.

He passed through all the wind streams spreading from the young Magwangikju’s sword.

The boy stood still, holding his sword in the upper right hand corner.

I followed Baek Seo-gun’s sword with my eyes, and when it came within three steps of me, I struck down my divine sword.

There was a loud bang. A tremendous shock wave shook the ground. It was a rare and strong sword in the world.

The movement of the Magwangikju did not stop. He took a step forward while pushing back the sword he had struck down with his divine sword.

The speed of the daily pace was unbelievable. It was the realm of applying the swordsmanship to new techniques. The whirlwind was raging.

The boy was stamping his next step in front of the shop.

thud!

The ground sank with a crash. It was a terrifying awakening.

Kwak-kak!

As soon as Jeongyeonshin took a step, she took another step forward. She used the radiant waves of Jin Gak as her driving force. It felt like her entire body had turned into a wall bomb.

He paid no attention to the sword being quickly retrieved from behind. The attitude of a journalist.

He spares no effort in creating an opening for attack. He extends his sword backwards without even looking.

Wow!

The sword went astray. A strong impact went down to my thigh. A tremendous burden was placed on my lower body.

He couldn’t even shake off the sword completely. Baek So-gun’s sword whirred and spun around, slicing through the boy’s side and running ahead of him.

The pain spread as if I had been hit by a straight line of heat. It was extremely hot.

I didn’t care. Now, it was ten steps ahead. Baek Seo-gun’s eyes, who had grabbed the sword, widened slightly.

I stepped into the swordsmanship of a master without even being able to control my body. It was a natural reaction.

She took the jockeying stance at incredible speed thanks to the power of the winning sword. It was a stopping stance aimed at the opponent’s heart.

The sword moves on its own according to your desired posture.

‘it’s okay.’

Jeongyeonshin thought. While running at a light speed.

A feeling of upper body tension arose in Jeongsu-ri. The realm of the sword held by Yeongcheon Geom-gwi flowed into his mind.

I estimated the swordsmanship by looking at her stance with her left foot forward, the rules of the aerodynamic waves, her thin breathing, and the movement of her upper arm muscles reflected in the hem of her clothes below her shoulder.

An incredibly precise and fast swordsmanship was about to manifest.

The boy woke up in the middle of a fight.

I recited the core truth in my heart.

‘mother.’

The muscles responded. My right arm tightened ever so slightly. It was a contraction.

It ran from the outer side of the shoulder to the brachialis muscle of the forearm. It was not noticeable on the outside.

The true energy of the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian that wrapped around the side of the right arm simply bounced up with incredible elasticity.

Kwaaaaah!

The second form of the nameless sword technique.

The ground that was facing the sword I was holding down burst open. There was a violent vibration. It brought with it the accumulated shock waves from all the collisions.

It is a secret technique of the chain. The power accumulated in the Eunmun point (殷門穴) on the back of the thigh was transferred to the sword in a transparent swirl.

In an instant, a gust of wind arose. Dust was flying in all directions.

The gusting wind split into dozens of branches. The sword’s trajectory was one.

He approached Baekseo-gun as if ignoring his outstretched sword.

The boy in black robe swung his sword horizontally as he passed her. A long silver light flashed.

Oh my god!

He struck it well. The feeling in his hand was heavy. Baekseogun’s sword bounced back.

The sunlight on the sword danced loudly in the air. It was accompanied by silence.

“… … .”

A somewhat blank gaze scanned the boy’s back. Magwangikju, who had lowered his sword, was slowly turning his feet.

The rumbling sound was strangely oppressive.

The energy waves that were spreading out from the surrounding Simmu-ryeon’s martial arts forces stopped.

That’s why they stopped breathing for a moment. It was the reaction of the lower-ranked people to the divine presence of the master.

“… A full body attack packed into a single sword. With overwhelming intensity.”

Baek Seo-gun, mumbling absentmindedly, stretched his hands into the air.

The sword that had come down with a thud is pulled into my hand.

It was a peerless sword technique, but she didn’t feel any particular emotion from his technique. It wasn’t because she was used to it.

The boy’s sword was clearly visible in his eyes. It was a swordsman with a completely different temperament from himself, who only waved his hands naturally.

If you divide the sum further, Baekseogun will win. He has achieved Samhwachwijeong and Ogijowon. He just needs to push through with his overwhelming internal energy and reflexes.

Even if it weren’t for the Ip Hwang Shin Chang, there would be few who could rival him among the Ip Hwang Seong Blacks. However, the bet was to take Han Cho-sik’s chance of victory.

Yeongcheon Sword Ghost lost to Magwangikju. The teachings he received while serving as the chief of the Jeong family once destroyed the Sword Lord’s stance.

The boy’s sword, which he charged at without regard to the damage to his body, was truly terrifying.

“Crisis is the tenth issue, journalists’ struggle.”

She slowly moved her lips away.

“My past… was neither meaningless nor cloudy.”

He muttered as if he had lost his mind for a moment. Jeong Yeon-shin did not answer.

within.

Baek Seo-gun smiled faintly.

“The sword of a great master is said to reflect the life that has passed… … Ah-hae, who are you, who does not resemble a half-evil with a half-evil face?”

“Magwangikju will confirm the agreement with Yeongcheon Geomgwi. We decided to return to Simmuryeon’s headquarters, right?”

The boy asked back.

Baek Seo-gun’s smile deepened.

“Yes. I will do that. I have lived a leisurely life anyway. I have received something from the head of the household, so I will repay you for a long time. It is thanks to you who enlightened me.”

“It’s been a long time.”

Jeongyeonshin repeated briefly.

Baek Seo-gun stared at the boy in front of him. What was he thinking?

After the years passed, he closed his lips and did not speak. There were more than one or two strange aspects.

That was when.

The Mu-gong army cleared the way. Tae-yeon-ryong, who had been approaching while groaning, blurted out.

“What about support?”

“No need.”

“Let’s go now.”

“okay.”

A hill in a high canyon.

The setting sun enveloped the peaks like transparent cotton.

The sunset flowed down the wind. It was with the hem of the pitch-black clothes that were moving away. Two people were going down the valley.

Baek Seo-gun stared blankly at the back of Jeong Ban-ak, who had become difficult.

A vague and strange feeling of longing and a sense of loss that made me realize the passage of time occurred at the same time.

“Your sword reaps fate.”

She muttered.

No matter how I look at it, it seems like he grew up well. I feel like I need to find out everything about the Jeong family’s destruction.

It seemed like Jeong Dae-myeong had raised her well as she had expected, but Young-woong Geon’s son’s words were bothering him.

For the sword master of Hanam, the distance between Shaanxi and Hanam is close.

She thought of Hao Wenzhou. In terms of knowledge of martial arts, he is on par with Gaepoju.

If he was the new leader of Ip Hwang Seong, he would already be a person to watch. He would somehow find out how Jeong Yeon Shin grew up.

Swish.

Yeongcheon Swordsman Baek Seo-gun turned around. The ornate patterns on his crimson uniform moved.

The sun finally sets.

A boy going down Chiljunggyeop and a woman measuring the path on a hill.

The shadows stretched out on both sides. They were the shadows of the prince and his concubine.

Until then, Jeong Yeon-shin did not consider his sword as a complete swordsmanship.

It is a creation that originated from the Black Star. It had to be concluded with the Black Star.

‘Now there are only two herbivores.’

While walking silently with Taeyeonryong, I was reviewing swordsmanship.

I met Heonwonchang, who was wide-eyed on one side of the peak. He was not coming down.

He said he was planning to barge in if necessary. The boy shook his head with a faint smile.

After the swordsmanship, Gongsun Min joined in. Murong Mingjun had truly disappeared.

We didn’t even meet until we arrived at the main gate of the Murim Alliance.

“Huh? This is weird.”

Taeyeonryong, who was leading the way and pushing through the crowd, spoke. Jeongyeonshin was also feeling the same.

A tremendous roar echoed from inside the vast main hall. There must have been at least a few hundred people. This was no ordinary event.

“Hey, what’s going on inside?”

Heonwonchang grabbed the pedestrian’s arm and asked. It was a man wearing a neat green uniform.

He frowned and glanced at the side of Heonwonchang’s face, and the moment his eyes fell on the prince’s shoulder, he was startled. He even stuttered.

“It’s because of the dog, dog fight!”

“Is it like the eve of a festival?”

“It wasn’t the night before, the opening ceremony was three days ago! The opening ceremony was also on the third day… …!”

Heonwonchang’s face, which had been smiling happily, hardened.