Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 189

Destiny (4)

The sound of flowing water was clear.

“… … .”

Ma Gwang-ik-ju Jeong Yeon-shin tilted the bottle gently. The Du-gang-ju was filled very slowly.

A very small tremble arose in Kwon Mu-gong Eon Hwa-ryeon’s glass. The wine, filled with energy, approached him in the form of a powerful wave.

The collapse was suppressed by the fingers of the Unhwaryeon that were wrapped around the cup. It was a form of competing in the use of true energy.

It’s a battle of wits between the best players.

The boy deliberately struck first to hide his inferiority.

The speed of attack and defense of the masters who have achieved the union of Jeonggishin surpasses Jeongyeonshin.

The state where the energy that has been poured out, the body that has been well-cleansed, and the spirituality of the upper body are all in harmony is called Samhwachwijeong.

The three flowers became one. With this, the monsters of the Unlearned, who were able to speed up their internal energy at the speed of thought, walked through the black area.

‘Even if they’re not good at it, they’ve been practicing for decades.’

Jeong Yeon-shin, who achieved his current level of martial arts thanks to his great upper body combat ability, faced his black-level opponents with a sense that was close to foresight.

You had to cast the first move faster than your opponent to reach an equal distance.

All the fighting from Sacheon Castle to here was like that.

Even though at first glance it seemed like the numbers were divided equally or overwhelmingly, there was a fierceness in the hands.

Now that I’m temporarily exhausted from the blue solar eclipse, I can’t let go of your hand.

If you are a top-class player, you may want to exchange a first move at any time.

He is a strong man who freely walks through the harsh world. He eats his fill and trains even in times of famine. He has no way of holding back when faced with an enemy.

So, he used the drinking service as an excuse to induce a fight. So that the opponent would not notice the weakness of the new leader, Ma Gwang-ik.

The density of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi surpassed that of even the most skilled masters of the same level. It would be difficult to estimate other abilities.

Huh.

A small snort came from Unhwaryeon. It was a breath mixed with laughter.

A thin smile appears on her lips.

As he sat there looking up at Jeongyeonshin, a wave of energy spread out in transparent waves and swept over Unhwaryeon’s eyelashes.

It was the first wave of aerodynamics. The strong energy that had risen up held the wine glass in place so that it would not break.

The blue veins on the back of his hand testified to the fierceness of the quiet fight.

Dismissal.

In an instant, a crack appeared in the glass. A clear stream of water flowed down the line spreading from the bottom.

The sound of the alcohol dripping filled the silence in the room.

Young Ma Gwang-ik set up the bottle of alcohol without saying a word.

Ak Ye-rim’s eyes widened slightly. Unga Jeil-kwon had not received the glass of alcohol.

Would the same scene unfold if the positions were reversed? It is difficult to gauge at the moment.

“Talking about your age.”

Unhwaryeon opened her mouth.

“There must have been a lot of people who were taken aback by this. I can tell without even looking.”

“… … .”

“I am surprised in another way. I never thought that there would be a child who would discuss leadership in front of me. It is something I will see in my lifetime. It was clearly a trivial provocation, but hearing it from your own mouth, my heart feels strange. You have a temperament that is suitable for the main family.”

“Provocation?”

“That means you’re a natural fighter. A well-received provocation has been a crucial moment since ancient times. If you induce an attack and properly seize the enemy’s momentum, you’ll eventually take control of the flow of the offense and defense. You can guess the direction of the opponent’s initial attack and choose a counterattack in advance. With your attack power, you’ll be able to produce a truly terrifying response. You should be careful.”

She concludes her speech leisurely.

Insight flashed in his languid voice. It was very cool.

The power of the Eight Great Powers flows through his flushed face as he gets drunk. Unlike the old school, he is not aloof.

It was almost like confidence that I could break down whatever was blocking me.

The eyes of the famous masters who had amassed wealth, power, and martial arts in the secular world were eerily accurate. They were specialized for fighting.

“You can guess the nature of the fight by looking at my words and actions.”

Jeongyeon Shin responded as if she found it amusing. The person in front of her seemed refreshing.

I realized that other masters also gauge their opponents in this way.

The boy was a little different. It was overwhelming just to digest what was entering his senses. The first volume of Unga, Unhwaryeon.

The rules of the aerodynamic waves that emanated softly, the body of both arms revealed through sleeveless clothing, and the flow of energy used when receiving a glass of alcohol were all clues to uncovering the woman named Kwon Mu-gong.

‘You’ve mastered straight-line martial arts. Your fists will be incredibly fast. If you’ve become famous throughout the world as a martial artist, you’ve probably trained your self-defense skills very well.’

The first thing that came to mind was quick martial arts and solid self-defense techniques.

As he was a master known as the best in the Jinju martial arts, he would have learned secret techniques that were opposite to his main martial arts.

It was also necessary to keep in mind the techniques of light-wave discharge, such as the Hwagyeong Myori of the Mudeungpa Taegeukwon school and the Shaolin Baekbo Shinkwon.

Jeongyeonshin tried to guess what muscles she would use most. Nothing came to mind right away.

Unhwaryeon’s entire body is very evenly developed.

He had a perfected prayer as a martial artist. There was no visible corner where he could strike at his weak point.

Rather, I was happy.

It is foolish to show the same sword multiple times in the enemy territory.

Even if the boy enjoyed seeing his martial arts skills destroyed, he couldn’t do that in front of the heads of the eight families who were still difficult to handle.

“I heard about your power.”

Unhwaryeon said with a smile.

“I want to see the herb that ended the Namgung family line. I intend to stick to you so that you can’t use anything like an iron skewer. Unless you’ve mastered something like the Unryongdae Palshik, you should respond with the recommended method.”

The meaning was clear. They were discussing the return of power.

He was not hesitant even in front of Ak Ye-rim, who was Namgung Se-jin’s fiancée. The phrase “the only one” suited him.

She continued.

“You can be proud of it. I have no qualms about engaging you in close combat. If you were a rather unsightly man, it would be different. You are worthy of giving it your all.”

The ambiguous words were mixed with teasing.

The idea that men and women are separate does not apply in the martial arts world. Since the Ming Clan helped found the Ming Dynasty, the status of martial artists has not been determined by gender.

If you learn martial arts properly, you can become strong regardless of age or gender. It is a world where the weak must endure any provocation.

It was as if the boy was discussing leadership. Her words were a provocation.

“Now, take my drink.”

Unhwaryun’s golden lance unfolded. She stretched out her fingers, shook Jeongyeonshin’s wrist, and took the bottle of liquor.

The series of hand movements was incredibly smooth.

Even if he had fought properly, it would have been difficult to defeat him in one go, but the boy did not bother to resist.

He only stroked the sword with his left hand to prevent himself from grabbing the pulse. If he had raised his sword with the reverse stroke, Unhwaryeon’s wrist would have been blown away.

She smiled as she handed me the glass.

“Are you afraid to do something great? Magwangikju is holding his sword as if he’s going to kill you.”

“It’s stupid to give your arm to a martial arts master.”

The boy answered calmly.

The corners of Unhwaryeon’s mouth went up even further as she tilted the jade bottle toward Jeongyeonshin’s glass.

A clear glass of liquor flowed out from the opening where it had hit the glass.

This time there was no sign of anything. Unlike the boy, it seemed like he wasn’t putting in any effort.

“Oh, dear. I don’t want to argue. This life is too short to enjoy. Chivalry and etiquette are all meaningless. There are many troublesome things in this world. You’ll know in ten years. You don’t seem to be a naive child, so I’m sure you’ll remember what I said by then.”

“Thank you.”

The boy answered. Most of the talk about the three years ahead was just flattery.

I had just finished looking at the last enemy in the Gaepa War, and was about to turn around when I heard some good news.

Unhwaryeon’s long eyebrows drop and then rise.

“If you like the advice of this body, have a drink. I feel a little resentful that I am the only one drunk.”

It was then that Taeyeonryong suddenly reached out and grabbed Jeongyeonshin’s glass.

“Let’s drink the main course somewhere else. I’ll show you the main course.”

Hwangbo Se saw a white light sparkling in the poppy’s eyes.

It was the secret of the Hwangbo family’s eye method. Although he may not be as good as Zhuge Liang and Murong, he is a scholar of the Eight Families.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong knew the techniques of the Yak-Pal-Sa-Mi-Sa-Mu-Sa-In from his many years of experience in the entertainment industry.

The moment Unhwaryeon tilted the bottle, a white current of air unique to the soul-losing elixir spread.

Jeongyeon Shin held the other side and applied force.

It was an act of releasing the medicinal ingredients that had been attached in advance with internal energy. If you didn’t know, you could only recognize it as steam and pass over it.

It is not a fatal poison. It only causes sleep, fainting, or anesthesia.

The poison that causes instant death to a master is not easily read.

However, the moment you try to resist and generate force, your true self is revealed defenselessly.

It is different from when Jeongyeonshin locally released the light wheel when testing Unhwaryeon.

I came to explore and almost got my money’s worth stolen.

“It’s not enough to drink healthy things, and yet this is so messy… … .”

A hot flame rose from Taeyeonryong’s hand. The wine in the cup began to boil and then rose into a wisp of smoke.

The white vapor that had been flowing all the way to the ceiling was scattered by the wind. Ak Ye-rim, who was on one side, covered her lips with her hand.

Taeyeonryong continued to complain without paying any attention.

“You’re talking nonsense. Don’t you have any balls?”

“The world is truly not an easy place. It’s hard to live comfortably.”

Unhwa-ryeon smiled awkwardly. It was a shameless and lazy smile that suited her well, as if she had made a mistake while drunk.

“let’s go.”

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly turned around. There was nothing to be gained by fighting here. Han-jung was the territory of the Zhuge family and the Martial Arts Alliance.

Even a small trick like Unhwaryeon would have been covered up without a problem.

It is also troublesome to make it public through Heonwonchang’s mouth.

The most powerful revenge would be to suppress the enemy with martial arts and receive the Great Reward.

That was when.

“Oh, you must have. When you rescued the eldest son of the Hwasan faction.”

Unhwaryeon suddenly said.

“At that time, there was chaos because the branch manager died. He was an official who had maintained a good relationship with the main force.”

“… … .”

“They say his throat was cut off in an instant… … Do you have any idea? That Hwasan disciple said he didn’t see the branch leader. Even though all the branch’s activities pointed to that isolated island. It was quite suspicious. Just like your silence just now.”

It was a voice like a snake slithering. Unhwaryeon’s eyes, which had grown gloomy over her flushed cheeks, took in the boy in black robe.

The way she waited for an answer was strange. It reminded me of a martial artist about to unleash a concentrated regime.

He scans the back of her neck with his transparent eyes. Although he seems cheerful and relaxed, Unhwaryeon is clearly a person with eight legs.

A letter sent by Zhuge Liang to the branch chief.

The content was that they would turn a blind eye to the plundering of the common people, and asked people to focus on the exchange of goods between Han, Jung, and Unyang.

This is evidence that the local government and the martial arts faction collaborated during the famine. It seems that the Maenghoe was desperately looking for it after Yu Hyeon returned.

There was no reason for a person of the branch manager level to destroy documents that were suffocating the alliance.

Then, he began to suspect Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who had been saving Yu-hyeon.

“I’m talking about the island where the people were kept locked up like livestock.”

The boy, who only slightly tilted his head, opened his lips.

“The author’s words, ‘When is the best?’ are ridiculous. If the branch manager was there, it means that he was involved in plundering the common people. Even assuming that, if you go out of your way to find the branch manager, doesn’t that mean that there was some kind of corrupt relationship? Why on earth would you want to interrogate the main lord?”

“Your speech has become unusually long. Is it because you are involved with the common people? It is a tongue twister befitting of a warrior of the Imperial Palace.”

She smiled and gestured.

“By the way, I’ll see you tomorrow on the stage.”

“I wonder what it would feel like to be hit with both words and fists at the same time. I have never experienced it myself… … Well, anyway, please, Your Majesty, survive and tell us.”

After Tae-Yeon-Ryong finished speaking, the two went down the stairs.

Ak Ye-rim closes her mouth with a complicated expression.

Unhwaryeon, who was leaning her back against the wall, turned the broken glass with her fingers.

“Your fists will be more elastic. Those two guys are really good at scratching people’s insides.”

“… … .”

“I should try making a bowl of rice cake for the first time in a long time. I should also try eating Daehwandan while I’m at it… … The leader will have to be gentle with me.”

In the realm of the equal masters, self-confidence is almost essential. It is a very delicate world.

There was no way that the herbivore that was thrown without a strong will could have full strength.

Unhwaryeon’s lips curved into a smile. It was a smile filled with anticipation.

* * *

The pure white sunlight poured down on the roof of the pavilion.

Zhuge Qing’er took a bath and purified himself.

It was an important day. Today, the means to punish the tyranny of his father, the Zhuge Liang, would be decided.

If Magwangikju Seomyega couldn’t handle Kwonmu-gong Eonhwa-ryeon, then a new plan had to be made.

The girl hoped that this would never happen.

Her black hair, tied in sky-blue silk, was tidied up behind her neck. Her clothes were also neatly arranged.

The light blue sleeves, which were closer to formal attire than military attire, gently swept the air. The fabric was a shade of purple.

My older brother, Seonryong Jegalhyun, doesn’t know anything.

Completely immersed in the magic of the Ma Gwang-ik movement, he left early in the morning to secure a spot with a good view from the barracks of the leader of the Menghui.

Meanwhile, Jegal Qing’er went to check if Qing Qilin’s body was still intact.

The work of the Menghui is as complex as the hundreds of breakwaters that are intertwined.

There was no way of knowing when Namgung Se-ga would change his mind and take back the body.

‘I’m sorry. You will rest now.’

I mourned once again and headed to the stage for the Gaepa War.

The streets inside the guild were empty. The girl walked through the dusty wind. It seemed like everyone had gone to broaden their horizons through the secrets of the masters.

It felt very lonely because no one was in sight. Just like the eyes of the Magwangikju I had encountered earlier.

‘We have to win.’

Zhuge Qing’er thought as he moved his feet.

He must conquer the Gaepa War. It is a plan that is carried out by the great anger of a strong man who has been recognized by the warlords.

We had to establish our beliefs by force, with the right cause.

However, the fame of Kwon Mu-gong Eon Hwa-ryeon is so high that the nickname Eon Ga Je Il Kwon is not an exaggeration.

It was a well-known name in the Paldaesega.

He had an affair with the widowed Zhuge Liang, but he was not embroiled in any major gossip. That’s how strong he was.

All the characters in the Menghui are under their father’s influence.

‘please.’

A shout reached the ears of Jegal Qing’er, who had his hands clasped together. A crowd of people could also be seen surrounding the stage, almost completely obscuring it.

The girl’s steps were filled with energy. With light air, she reached the stage in no time.

widely.

He quickly climbed up to one of the watchtowers. It was the seat assigned to the distinguished guests.

Zhuge Qing’er quickly turned his gaze.

How many rounds have they already competed in? The two people in the center of the stage come into view.

This is the scene of Unhwaryeon retreating while unfolding the retreat method, and Jeongyeonshin following behind with a ground-shaking sound.

A spiral whirlwind burst from the hands of the young Magwangikju. Colorless waves swirled.

A spectacle unfolds as the stage floor is approached explosively, breaking and crushing it.

Even the black fluttering hem of the long coat behind the boy’s back felt eerie.

Everything I saw seemed to be speaking of the level of the Emperor’s throne.

Kwakwakwakwa!

At that crucial moment, the girl had just arrived.

The miracle that many people had only heard of through rumors was unfolding.