Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 197

Geomryeoseomneungsik (5)

“Our island, it’s been a while. I’ve been watching it all… … It was cool during the Gaepa War, wasn’t it? I fell in love with it a little.”

A light, small hand taps his shoulder.

It was Aksurim, a girl in a black long robe with short hair that fell to the nape of her neck.

Jeongyeon Shin’s eyes met. The senior’s eyes, which had been half-turned, sparkled blackly.

“I thought my eyes would pop out from watching you. Especially when you were with the Sword Demon. Eye techniques aren’t my specialty. Anyway, I couldn’t ignore this. It was too dangerous.”

At the end of the speech, he looks back at the Zhuge family.

Their transparent eyes met.

Aksurim discussed the strongest Iphwangseong under the new sword master.

The Zhuge family planned a martial arts alliance and placed the Sega on a rock. Which side would have the upper hand? It was a confrontation that the martial arts world would pay attention to.

Kuung!

In the meantime, the giant who had destroyed seven buildings stood on Jeongyeonshin’s left. He had an enormous presence.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a noble clan, but its ears are as pointy as those of any pure-blooded clan.

Her face, with her hair pulled back completely to reveal her broad forehead, was also beautiful.

The eyes glancing down at the boy are filled with deep curiosity.

“You are a nobleman. I am Wei Jin of the Huang Xiahou family.”

It was a voice as thick as his body. It seemed to resonate from deep within his body, and the energy permeating his voice was truly tremendous.

Every time a word came out, it rang in Jeongyeonshin’s head. Was it the result of a long-lived clan not filtering out the true energy?

Xiahou Wei Zhen, the Thousand Fist Dragon Minister.

He was the leader of Cheonrimdae (踐林隊) and was famous as a confidant of Iphwangseongju. As a great lord, he wore a black robe.

Because he was three heads taller than Jeong Yeon-shin, he looked like a cape.

Jeong Yeon-shin briefly raised the ticket.

“Hello, Senior Ha-hu. I am Jeong Yeon-shin of Shin Ya-hyeon.”

First of all, it ended with a statement. It was because there was a peerless master right in front of me.

Aksurim opened his lips. He looked at Jegalgaju with a crooked look.

“The Tang family leader who takes Seomye as his teacher will also come. We just need to defeat Murong and Zhuge Liang. I don’t think it will be difficult. This crude alliance is still unfinished.”

She said with a bright smile.

It felt like they were chirping cheerfully like a nightingale. The atmosphere was lightening up in an instant.

Aksurim folded his smooth fingers one by one.

“Let’s see… … I, the head of the Tang family, with my size and my height, shouldn’t I be able to beat up a pale guy like you and that idiot Murong? Your poor subordinates are different in terms of swordsmanship and footwork. It looks like Murong knows all this and is hiding? Look at his arrogance. He’s not even budging.”

The corners of her mouth went up.

“I think there’s something inside that shouldn’t be seen. It seems like that guy Mo-yong let go of you. He sensed us.”

He makes a bold reference to the Zhuge Clan and the Murong Clan. However, it is no exaggeration.

Jeongyeonshin sensed two waves of energy approaching at a frightening speed. The deep, deep sound of internal energy was familiar.

The Tang family and the Cheonju clan. They must have noticed something strange since they were causing such a fuss. It was obvious whose side they would take when they arrived.

The leader is neutral. You can tell just by looking at the fact that he hasn’t shown up yet.

Geomseong Hyeonso Baek was a peerless master known as a god among the people. Despite being a former ronin, he was said to have shown a transcendent side time and time again.

It is hard to imagine how vast the expanse of the Qi Gam is. The moment Magwangikju caused a commotion, it would have been likely that Qing Qilin would have noticed what was going on.

As he expressed his agony when he mentioned the normalization of Baekdo when he met Jeong Yeon-shin, the most powerful master in Han-Jung land right now will not appear here.

As the leader of the martial arts world, he could not take the side of Ip Hwang-seong, but he would not raise his hand against the Zhuge Liang family either.

In these circumstances.

The roles of Aksurim and Hahuwijin are the same. They are to protect the island ceremony. They entered without hesitation, even at the risk of war, but it is right to avoid unnecessary combat.

They are in the middle of the largest enemy camp in the world. As long as Zhuge Liang does not try to break through them, they have no need to harm Zhuge Liang.

It was enough to watch the fall.

“The recent economic downturn will leave no room for spare power… … .”

Zhuge Liang spoke quietly. Whatever he was thinking, he did not show it on his face.

He still looked relaxed, with only his lips covered by the fan, but everyone there knew that his attitude was full of bluff.

Aksurim pushed back the hair that flowed down from his ears like ebony.

Then, she roughly rubbed the back of her white neck, and her curious and beautiful appearance created a free atmosphere.

“Our island is the future of Ip Hwang-seong, no matter who sees it. We sent you a treasure, but did you think our true nature would just sit back and watch? Are we idiots?”

Even though he was swearing and arguing, Zhuge Liang did not respond properly.

The black strongest of the Ip Hwang Seong is worthy of competing with the Segaju.

The rumor that Iphwangsinchang raised the Yue Family Spear to another level is not an unfounded rumor.

Meanwhile, it is said that the martial arts of the Heavenly Power God can split a mountain. He was also a very famous master known for his swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

In addition.

The uproar caused by Jeong Yeon-shin was very big.

Zhuge Se broke the wall of the realm. He also burst the Huan River.

The Murim Alliance was clearly the upper echelon of the martial arts world, and was full of people with keen senses. People were flocking in huge numbers.

Everything is bad news for the Zhuge family.

Even if you are concerned about the pavilion where the body of the blue giraffe is, you cannot take your eyes off it when you have the Iphwangsinchang and Cheonkwon Yongryeoksin in front of you.

Zhuge Liang stood on the roof with a noble appearance and did nothing.

slowly.

Jeong Yeon-shin straightened her posture. She straightened the sleeve on her right side and brushed off the dust from her body.

I felt the vastness of the fence called Iphwangseong.

Now it was time to go see the deceased. Jegal Qing’a, trembling and not knowing what to do, followed behind.

A determined expression. It was his intention to finally crush the reputation of the Zhuge family in the Baekdo Jeongpa.

“Magwangikju.”

Jegalgaju called in a calm voice.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t look back. She kept moving forward without even stopping.

A clear voice continued, enough to be compared to Zhuge Wuhou in the story.

“A behavior that does not distinguish between heaven and earth is not good. You will die early. Even a flower that will never bloom in the ages is meaningless. Even if your qualities are discussed across the ages, the powerful will not look upon you favorably.”

“Your people can’t think the other way around.”

Jeongyeon Shin opened her mouth as she took her foot off the ground.

“The blind date seemed wrong to me. Remember today, and take it out in two years.”

It was a word that caused silence. It was also a terrible warning.

The talent to run at a speed that would never be seen again in the world was a promise for the future. It was a story that would send shivers down one’s spine, even for the most accomplished of people.

The moment the words of the absolute being holding the Baekhakseon ceased.

Hahahahahahaha!

“Isn’t that quite a feat!”

Xiahou Weijin’s laughter brings the wind. It is not just hearty, but a roar like a storm.

Jeong Yeon-shin almost had her eardrums pierced with a whirlwind of sound, but she held it back and entered the pavilion.

I was with Jegal Qing’er, who was breathing thinly.

Behind them, countless sounds rose up.

The warlords asking each other what the reason was, the later inquisitors including Sogeom-hu who came running in one go, and even the Cheonju Jin-in who arrived before them.

I could also feel the energy of Heonwonchang, who was hanging on to the scent of Tangajju.

A great commotion broke out like a fire.

“How could this happen… … .”

“Even though Ma Gwang-ik-ju won the Gaepa War, is it okay for Ip Hwang-seong to act so unjustly?”

“Are you a Hwang Shin-chang?!”

“That figure in black attire, that noble family… … The god of heavenly power and strength is here… …?”

“Magwangikju! Why did you do such a presumptuous thing?”

The confused voices of the Qing Dynasty scholars also rang out. At the beginning of the visit to the Menghui, he shared the hand of Jeong Yeon-sin with his disciples.

He is a character who decorated the first part of the Baek Baek Chongram. He visited in a friendly manner and said that he had been taught by Jeong Yeon-shin, and then he left with a smile.

He was a man who proved that there were quite a few people within the alliance who had feelings for Magwangikju.

The numbers gathered at the back began to exceed their spirits.

Some people jumped up high walls in one bound, climbed onto roofs, sat on the railings of pavilions with their feet up, or stood tall on the roof opposite the Zhuge Liang family.

“That’s what he was like originally. At that age, with that much skill… and even being the direct disciple of the Iphwangseongju. Doesn’t the world seem like his plaything? He’s wearing the noble flag of the people’s livelihood upside down and not looking at the martial arts world properly.”

“Are you so arrogant that you turned your sword on the vanguard of the Alliance? There is a limit to how arrogant you can be.”

“Is it true that Ip Hwang Seong equates Baek Do and Sima Oedo? This Samrakmun (三樂門) has been with the people since the opening of the school! Not everyone is the same as Hwang Bo Se!”

Hostility spread like wildfire.

Jegal Se-ga is the center of the Murim Alliance.

Since the unmanned forces of the other faction have violated Zhuge Liang’s territory in the Menghui headquarters, they cannot help but be indignant at the ruins that Jeongyeonsin has created.

The atmosphere was ominous. Eventually, the sound of a blade being pulled out and absorbing internal energy was heard.

Ssung! Chachachang!

Many people prepare for battle even after seeing Aksurim and Hahuwijin.

The same was true for Ak Ye-rim, who arrived late.

Her long, braided hair swayed blackly. The energy waves that arose from her body fluttered the hem of her clothes like the wings of a white heron.

He was holding a spear with both hands.

He only flinched for a moment as he caught sight of his aunt, Aksurim, who looked younger than him.

She had heard the news that Magwangikju was causing trouble, but seeing the entire army devastated beyond her imagination chilled her heart.

‘I thought it was different from what I thought, that my prejudice was excessive, and that it was embarrassing… … .’

In the midst of the existence of the Murim Alliance, the one in charge of suppressing the Simmu Alliance was Ma Gwang-ik-ju of Iphwangseong. Even though it meant fighting another enemy in enemy territory, he did not refuse.

Before facing the Simmu-ryeon Martial Arts Army at Seobong-ro, I also heard the inside story. Seomye killed her rival and suppressed herself.

When that mind was released by the advice of the dragon, Jegal Hyun, a quick sword style reminiscent of the Emperor’s sword was revealed.

since.

She saw herself in the vision of the blind who brought forward the schedule of the Gaepa War.

Behavior that stems from being narrow-minded, stubborn, and believing that one is right and that anything is acceptable.

He also tried to stop Eon Hwa-ryeon, who was thinking about reading the destruction method of the Seomyeomuhak he had received from Zhuge Liang.

Because it’s disgusting.

But the sight that unfolded before my eyes was… … .

‘I don’t know anything anymore.’

Ak Ye-rim, with a dizzy expression on her face, tightly closed her eyes.

What is right and what is wrong? What kind of person is Seomye? Among the Hyuncheon-dae warriors who are groaning in the distance, there are some close friends who have become friends with her.

The magic wand that had entered the small pavilion did not come out easily.

“Explain why you committed such atrocities!”

“Is the Emperor trying to achieve the goal of blindness?”

The air was getting hotter. Areas where my masters were concentrated were usually filled with hot air. It was unintentional.

The moment you generate internal energy, the energy waves start to rub against each other. In group battles, the stronger your energy, the higher your self-defense ability should be.

“From the thirteenth heaven, how can you establish your cause?”

“Seomye, come out and speak for yourself! Why are you hiding in Jegalga’s residence?”

Anger breeds heat, and the heat radiates aging. The cauldron of energy that seemed ready to burst at any moment was gradually expanding.

It was the Murim Alliance. If you were able to wield a weapon, you were already a master.

However, Iphwangsinchang Aksurim seemed not to be afraid of anything.

“It’s so noisy. Even the Zhuge Liang family can’t rush in for fear of getting hurt, but these guys who are called ‘unmanned’ are just talking.”

“How can the Baekdo Jeongpa Alliance be so unruly!”

The cries of some of the drones stopped the moment she lifted her lips.

“There are three black ones.”

The two-legged Aksurim lightly carries the load on his back.

He replied with a sly smile, and the spear he was holding behind his back flashed with the light of aerodynamics. It strangely suited his back-alley bully-like attitude.

“You don’t know what this means? This place is also called Ip Hwang Seong now.”

She mocks the warlords with the face of a girl who just graduated from high school. She is not the one who takes the initiative, but she is just pouring oil on the fire.

That was Aksurim’s natural personality. He was the type of person who would smile mischievously even if he was pushed to the edge of a cliff.

His noble martial arts skills and unconventional personality earned him the nickname of Iphwangsinchang.

The resentment grew louder. There were even jeers that were out of place. Some of the masters of the blind sparring team completely broke the swordsmanship.

It was on the brink of an unprecedented fight.

“What a bunch of petty clansmen babble endlessly! How contemptible! I wish I could crush and kill all of you insects!”

Boom! Boom!

Xiahou Weijin clashed his fists. A colorless piece of internal energy fell down. It was a tangible energy that had been formed by the blast.

It was a time when some warlords flinched at the sight of the mighty power of the Heavenly Power God.

Damn it.

There was a hem that cut through the fragments of that powerful career like flower petals. It was very black. It moved with a silent footstep.

With the wind.

The young Magwangikju suddenly appeared.

“… … !”

Everyone’s eyes widened.

The boy’s two arms were supporting a young man of outstanding appearance.

Namgung Sejin, whose eyes were closed tightly, had a lively expression on his face that was unusual for a corpse. It was something that would be difficult to achieve without resorting to some kind of trickery.

“ah…….”

Ak Ye-rim covered her lips with her hand. She held back a moan with reddened eyes.

Some people with keen insight seemed to have quickly figured out the situation. There were murmurs coming from all over the place.

Cheonggirin was a famous person in Baekdo Gangho.

There are many people who know the face. It was like that from the post-index period.

Mo Yong Mingjun quietly withdrew and disappeared. Gongsun Min opened his mouth wide. Sogeumhou and Yu Hyeon did the same.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong was crouching on the wall, watching the pavilion, and a bitter expression appeared on his face when he saw the appearance of his old friend.

The face of Seonryong Jegalhyeon, who arrived late, was filled with confusion.

There was a great sense of shock and wonder. The crowd grew louder.

“How can a blue giraffe be in the palace of the Zhuge family?”

“Why is the body that should have been buried in the dirt so intact… … !”

Zhuge Liang did not take any proper measures. He had to endure the gaze of the elites of Ihwangseong who were trying to restrain him.

Neither the assistance of the leader who never showed up nor the help of the Murong family leader who quickly noticed the situation and ran away could be expected.

‘I’m cornered. Should I live as a wild man?’

He thought calmly.

The body of Namgung Sejin, the blue giraffe, that was found here was in itself clear evidence. The defense of the Zhuge Segar district was as strong as iron.

It was obvious just by looking at the commotion that Seomye had caused. The traces of Mosanpa that had spread across Cheonggirin’s body were the same.

Anyone with even a little knowledge of the law of soju would be able to figure out the origins, and it wouldn’t take long to get to the point where it leads to the relationship between Namjikrye’s Mosanpa and Namgung Se-ga and Jegal Se-ga.

So I tried to block it in advance. My mistake was that I didn’t take into account the super heavy rain of the enemy.

There was added the testimony of Jegal Cheong-ah. It was the climax of the finale. The girl swallowed her saliva and stepped forward to reveal a series of circumstances.

“As all heroes know, I am a private known as Jeongsim-an (靜深眼), and I am the eyes of the Zhuge family.”

All the circumstances were contained in the clear voice. The calm words continued.

The only surviving elder brother of the Namgung family, Jeong Yeon-sin, who was sent to the Menghui as an envoy of Iphwangseong as time passed, the father’s decision to not give up face to the young Ma Gwang-ik-ju, and Ma Gwang-ik-ju’s actions after listening to Jegal Qing’a’s words.

The more I heard it, the more shocked I became. It was a story that couldn’t be helped.

“What the… … .”

“If the world laughs at Meng Hui… … .”

The gazes of those who could not bear to look at the absolute being holding the Baekhakseon slowly rose from Namgung Sejin’s body.

The face of the magic wand is reflected on countless retinas.

He broke through Sega’s defenses alone. He ran to collect the corpses of the enemies he met.

He was not afraid of an armed conflict with Sega in the middle of a fierce battle.

The faces of the men of the Menghui clan began to soften. The expressions that had been filled with anger and determination were replaced by shame.

It was Baekdo Jeongpa. Samrakmunju’s words were right. Not all of them were rotten gangho.

Then suddenly, from one side.

Heonwonchang, who had been by Iphwangseong Seomye’s side the longest, opened his mouth.

A short, funeral-like melody flows out, as if the poem was written on the spot. In a bright, pleasant voice.

A boy’s moment is worth a thousand gold.

The enemy is forever bound to that sword [Eternally bound to the sword, good enemy]

“… … .”

There is no one who does not know the story of Iphwangseong and Namgungsega.

Silence spread like a tidal wave. Hundreds of people fell silent. It was a spectacular sight.

What kind of emotions would each person be feeling? It was a place where it was difficult to gauge the types of emotions.

In the midst of the battlefield where there was no one who was not a master, the waves rose like clouds.

Heonwonchang continued speaking cautiously.

“Get out now.”