Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 188

Destiny (3)

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had performed the Cheongyeon Il-sik on Geomjeol, suffered from exhaustion.

The first movement is a method of moving the body and internal energy in a direction never seen before.

Destructive moves come with a price. A single blow that is a fatal blow is bound to be accompanied by recoil.

After the duel with the swordsman, the boy’s sword movements were no longer as dynamic as before.

After the Heavenly King, he defeated the opponents he faced with the Jeonggadonggong. He forcibly tightened, strengthened, and expanded the acupoints and muscles all over his body.

Naturally, a significant portion of the tendons in his entire body stiffened. He was unable to follow the flow of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi with all his might.

It was fortunate that no one had come forward to be likened to black since the days of Cheonjujin.

The world of Gangho is a world woven with silver. If you are unmanned, you must be prepared for constant attacks.

Coming to a public square with countless people passing by, it was only natural that I had to sharpen my senses.

It was a study that the martial artists called Gamjeongdo. Ever since he left the Menghui main dais, Jeong Yeon-shin had been circulating the light wheel energy in the Dufu acupoint.

So I heard.

A story about a warrior with powerful energy evaluating the Taeyeonryong.

“You’re standing up like a cat. Interesting, dear. Would you like to enjoy a drink with me? This body is Unhwaryeon.”

The voice was somewhat hoarse. The pronunciation was also unclear.

Jeong Yeon-shin clearly sensed the master’s muttering. It was the voice of a drunken woman.

Although it seemed like he was talking to a third party, it was clearly directed at him.

The boy’s lips parted slightly.

“Let’s go up.”

“Let’s do that.”

Tae-Yeon-Ryong answers with a strange expression. His gaze was like that of a ghost.

The pulse between the ears and eyes was already beating red. The flow of vital energy was noticeable in the temples.

The hot air balloon operated by Hwangbo Sogaju stands out everywhere. Countless people passing by the government office glanced at it.

It has been like this since he left the main headquarters of the Murim Alliance. Taeyeonryong has been walking confidently without paying any attention.

He, too, had guessed Jeong Yeon-shin’s physical condition.

It was impossible to leave the guard to the young lord alone. Even though the delicate operation of the energy consumed a great deal of mental energy.

I had already raised my senses. I was trying to convince Jeongyeonshin to relax.

It is said that the internal energy of the Sun God Vein burns life and rises infinitely.

It is a quality that automatically clears blocked areas of the body’s energy and blood and fills up the body’s heat and energy. In terms of the amount of accumulated energy, it was better than my great master.

‘I’m just a little bit slower.’

Tae-Yeon-Ryong smirked to himself as he guided the young Dae-Ju.

You’re a little more dull. That’s what I heard from Jeong Yeon-shin at the Yongbongjihoe. I don’t deny it now.

Swish.

The main gate of Cheonghakru opened.

It was said to be the best inn and guesthouse in Korea and China. The hinges between the walls and the doors were heavily oiled.

The indoor scene unfolded without a sound.

Lanterns hanging in orange, people noisily sipping drinks and eating snacks, and a square space that extends upwards from this floor.

The gazes that usually scanned the visitors turned to the two people and then stopped there.

“… … .”

The place where both merchants and civilians were gathered became quiet.

The dignity of Tai Yanlong, who lived as the strongest clan in Shandong, was great. Even though he was chewing on Yang Guifei like that, his shadowy eyes were filled with dignity.

Prayers that originate from the Sun Vein exert pressure on those around them even if they do not have any intention.

As I walked in leisurely, the hem of the silk that brushed against the threshold felt like silk.

“It’s probably an atmosphere that Daeju has never experienced before. This is the kind of place you drink alcohol in. Not a boring and stuffy family pavilion.”

He smiles lazily and moves his hands from back to front.

There is a humorous side to the way he leads the people behind him. It strangely fits him.

It was a rare sight to see a nobleman escorting a boy.

He came in wearing a rough-textured black robe. The ebony had lost its smoothness due to the long battle.

Rather, Jeongyeonshin’s hair became even shinier. It was a natural luster.

“They… … .”

“It looks so familiar, really?”

People were muttering a little. It was a common occurrence in the bustling Chinese-Korean streets these days.

Anyone can see that he is a young swordsman. He has a handsome appearance and a unique demeanor. The left sleeve of his black long robe was roughly torn and blown away.

Only the hem of the right arm was long and hung down. A small, rough white character was engraved on the shoulder.

Jeongyeonshin wore the extra clothes she had brought. This was because she had lost her original uniform to the swordsmanship of Cheonjujinin.

My uncle’s long robe was a little wider and easier to move in. I didn’t feel particularly sorry about the old uniform.

“This nameless soldier is the commander of Cheonghakru, and today, I have truly received the glory of my three lives. It is truly an honor that Lord Ma Gwang-ik has come to visit me… … .”

A man who appeared to be in charge came out and put his hands together. He was not a janitor, but a middle-aged man wearing expensive silk clothes.

The response was extremely quick. It was a sight that made one realize just how unknown the boy was in Korea and China.

Was it because he had driven out the Youngcheon Sword Demon and Sim Mu-ryeon’s martial arts forces? It seemed that he had already won the hearts of the people, along with the fame he had gained in the Battle of Gaepa.

‘It might come in handy later.’

The boy thought. He was recalling the document he had obtained from the branch manager he had killed earlier.

There is evidence that Zhuge Liang deliberately turned a blind eye to the plundering of Shen Wulian.

In order to overturn the Menghui, where many of the most skilled and powerful people of the time were sitting, and still survive, he would have to carry many things on his back.

‘You must have a justification, public sentiment, and a minimum amount of force.’

Expel the Zhuge Family. This is the task that must be accomplished as the Magwangikju immediately after obtaining the Great Hwandan.

If it were to be a real success, it would lead directly to great achievement.

Personnel of the rank of Liao-hwang-seong have the authority to perform duties at their discretion. Many achievements had to be made to reach the rank of Purple.

I heard from Cheongmyeong and Baekmirye, who formed the Magwangiljo, that it would be difficult for ordinary public enemies to get ahead of Iphwangsinchang Aksurim.

‘Just letting it pass is something that even Taeyeonryong can’t do.’

The Hwangbo Se family was destroyed because they exploited the common people for personal gain.

The boy took Hwangbo Sogaju as his subordinate. It is difficult to turn a blind eye to Jegal Se-ga just because Meng Hui is big.

At the very least, the owner had to take responsibility. That was the intention of the new leader, Ma Gwang-ik.

“The Lord of the Heavenly Kingdom has arrived, so it is fitting that he should be given a seat befitting his status… … .”

“The top floor would be nice.”

Jeong Yeon-shin cut off the man who was the general.

The man’s eyes widened for a moment upon hearing the polite address from Ma Gwang-ik, but then his gaze drooped in embarrassment.

“We have a passenger. I cannot reveal my identity to you… .”

“I have a prior engagement with Ak Ye-rim.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who felt the energy of Shandong Musician’s later index, said. The general’s face immediately brightened.

“Ah! This is a place where handsome men and beautiful women meet!”

“What a handsome man and beautiful woman. In other words, that’s true.”

A laughing voice was heard. It was the usual hoarse voice.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong also seemed to recognize the twisted tongue. Hwangbo So-Ga-Ju’s dull eyes narrowed.

“It seems like the last gate of Daeju. The first one. They say that they use the human body as a self-defense weapon like a castle wall.”

Jeongyeon Shin nodded silently. That was the reason why she did not turn her back on the offer of joining the group from the first time she met the master.

The boy’s eyes see through a lot. Since his body is not in good shape, he needs to first identify the opponent with great prestige.

I went up to the last floor under the guidance of the general who was startled by Tae-Yeon-Ryong’s words.

“I hope you find it interesting.”

The general of Cheonghakru, who guided the two people, went down without even seeing them face to face.

A different attitude from what was shown before. He is well-versed in the physiology of the martial arts world.

Knowing how insignificant a place a guesthouse is in the world of martial arts, I had to assume that he went down there to save himself.

“They say it’s the best in Korea and China, and indeed… … .”

It was when Taeyeonryong was muttering.

A woman leaning against the wall as if lying down greeted Jeong Yeon-shin. She was half-lying and raising a glass of alcohol.

On the other side, Ak Ye-rim was tilting her head. She seemed embarrassed by the person she was working with.

“ah.”

It was a strange elasticity.

The best of the best. Kwon Mu-gong Eon Hwa-ryeon smiles sheepishly.

“Your looks are more outstanding than I’ve heard. I can’t even guess how many years from now you’ll be. It would be a shame to lose your power to someone else.”

“You’ll get into bed too. Tomorrow.”

He responded to light words with insignificant words.

Unlike his lips, the boy’s eyebrows did not move. He studied Unhwaryeon carefully with his pitch-black eyes.

Both of them wore sleeveless uniforms. The curves of their biceps and triceps were clearly visible.

The blue veins that can be seen at first glance are pulsating with strong internal energy.

The body of the Youngcheon Swordsman Baek Seo-gun was impressive, completely different from his body. The body of the martial artist was different from that of a full-fledged swordsman.

Unhwaryeon’s lips formed a curve. Did she learn the art of drawing the main character?

She is known to be in her 40s, but there is not a single wrinkle on her lips when she smiles. She could almost be considered Ak Ye-rim’s older sister.

“Hey, Lady Iphwangseong, what are you looking at?”

“what.”

The boy’s answer was short.

Short answers were easy for the opponents. It’s been like this a lot lately.

Unhwaryun’s smile deepened. The young Ma Gwangikju’s words and actions seemed to please him.

The thin eyelashes fluttered in the air waves. It was the aerodynamic wave of a master who aroused his competitive spirit.

“It’s because your gaze is so sinister. It would be better for you to give up your evil intentions. If you don’t have the ability to look down on me, then. I’m in a situation where I can’t take just anyone as my husband. I might become the head of the household soon.”

She said.

He makes pointless jokes like Taeyeonryong.

‘Go next.’

A few months ago, Sim Mu-ryeon-ju broke Unga-ju’s neck. It was a huge incident.

People talked about the incident where Paegeomjongju killed the head of Cheongseongpa.

The Iphwangseong General Office also defined the incident as purple.

The first one.

Another famous name of Kwon Mu-gong Eon Hwa-ryeon was a last resort of Jinju Eon-ga. He deliberately raised his reputation in order to maintain the vested interests of the family.

Unga is a member of the Eight Great Masters. He is renowned throughout the world as a master of martial arts.

The Murim Sega was a powerful family that acted as royalty all over the world.

Each of them was said to be of enormous scale. It was said that it would be difficult to maintain a strong influence with an ordinary reputation.

‘The fame and power of the Gangho sect… … comes from a symbolic master. Like the lord of the castle.’

The boy thought.

The Jinju Eon family’s story was already widely known. Eonhwaryeon took over for the deceased head of the family.

It meant that he was a master who possessed the black weapon even though he couldn’t do it. So he walked without avoiding it.

If the opponent is of equal rank, then you should know. In the ascending realm, even the flapping of a butterfly’s wings can affect the precision of the sword.

‘It’s one step to the Great Hwandan. Unhwaryeon is the last.’

Meanwhile, Ak Ye-rim’s eyes looked back and forth between Eon Hwa-ryeon and Jeong Yeon-shin. They were wide open.

The way they were immediately treating each other like equals was strange. It was a sight that was difficult to accept in the political world.

This was especially true because Jeong Yeon-shin was much younger than him.

If it weren’t for the imperial nature of distributing positions by rank, it would have been criticized by the Myeongsuks a long time ago.

‘This boy acknowledged Namgung Gaga… … .’

The meeting between the two masters took place regardless of her thoughts.

It was something that would have some kind of impact on the ongoing war that was drawing to a close.

Magwangikju and Ungajeilkwon. It could be said to be the biggest incident occurring in Korea and China at the moment.

The lying down Unhwaryeon fumbled with the main table, then quickly grabbed the jade bottle and lifted it up.

The way he smiled brightly at her was typical of a drunkard. It seemed that the saying that there is no one among the best who is not eccentric was true.

“I would like to be served by a handsome boy. Would you like to pour me a drink?”

He hands the bottle of alcohol to the boy. Tae-Yeon-Ryong’s lips twisted upward.

“It seems like the lady is possessed by a spirit. Her words and actions are more free-spirited than mine.”

“Just like you. It’s okay.”

The young Magwangikju responded.

The boy approached quietly and took the jade bottle with one hand. Unhwaryeon, smiling brightly, held out a glass.

He had his chin raised as if to tell me to try something.

widely.

Jeongyeonshin silently began to pour drinks.

At the same time, internal energy was released from the halo of the heart. It rushed straight to the point where Jangsim was holding the bottle of alcohol.

Woof.

A heavy qi wave was loaded onto the two pillars in the jade bottle. The power of the magic wand began to test the opponent due to the great work.

The world of the best players unfolds in the atmosphere of the last floor of Cheonghakru, where a cool breeze blows in.

In the dead silence, a soft vibration swept through the autumn wind.

moment.

Unhwaryun’s arm shook slightly. The veins on the back of the hand holding the glass twitched.

The boy slowly opened his lips.

“I am the chief of the main lord’s drinking party. I will guard the main lord.”