Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 20

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Only after speaking for ten seconds without thinking did I start to worry about the other person’s feelings.

Taking the advice of a guy whose eyes are rolled back in anger? It won’t help you improve your martial arts skills, right?

‘It’s okay.’

It was completely tilted. You could tell by the calm look on his face.

The power of the noble family was revealed at such times. They did not waste the force they possessed.

It was said that the fear of a famous school is to pour all of one’s lofty martial arts skills into the places where they should be used.

“I will put my all into the ten seconds you mentioned.”

The successor of Sega is the one who inherits the spirit. His step-grandfather is Mayen Jeok, who once ruled the world as the head of the Shingeomdan.

He couldn’t have been taught carelessly. The waves of energy running up his arms were unusual.

“It is the Hap-hwa-kwon method.”

“You can use your long swordsmanship. Just don’t let the martial arts be used to limit your skills. You can show us a lot.”

“······.”

It seemed like he was angry again. Jeongyeonshin decided to keep her mouth shut.

The silence was brief. The moment the powerful wave of energy was absorbed into the bastard’s body, I knew I couldn’t look at it lightly.

The way he moved in was different from before. His tactic seemed to have improved to match his changed attitude.

Boom! Phew!

It was the first time I saw such a light awakening. The fist that was swinging around and throwing itself out had a spiral wave on it.

Jeongyeonshin responded by rotating in the opposite direction and using the Chukma-gyeong.

Thump!

Fist and fist met. It wasn’t an easy task even for a non-combatant.

It meant that their concentration was at its peak. The tangled fragments of their careers were flying around on the two people’s clothes.

Even if he had the upper hand in air power, the level of his martial arts achievements was another matter.

While the guy was swallowing his groans, Jeongyeonshin wrapped her energy around his lower body.

It’s not the end. The essence of the Chukma Sutra is accumulation.

Jeong Yeon-shin took another step forward, twisting her true self. It was another experience that was built up without any disruption.

A martial art that unleashes power greater than the first strike in a short period of time. The atmosphere was disturbed by the sudden surge of force from the right hand.

Thud!

The sensation of the elbow’s defense being crushed and the bullet being lodged in the shin was vivid. It was quite deep.

“Cough!”

This is what it meant when I said I had brought up Kangkwon. It was a martial art that allowed me to freely use the Chukma-gyeong.

It was inspired by the chain of strong attacks shown by the opponent in the Harmony Fist.

It’s nice to see the opponent gritting his teeth and correcting his stance. Because Jeongyeonshin can still move forward.

“It goes further.”

“cheeky!”

It was a growling voice, perhaps because of the fierce fighting.

The boy opened his palm wide. The energy changed. It was the moment when Jeong Yeon-shin applied the third Chukma Kwon-kuk.

The boy’s left hand changed direction three times as if making a fist, then struck the back of his hand.

thud!

The one who stepped back was actually the boy. He frowned and took a step back, fiddling with his own hands.

The aftermath of his career is finally coming to an end. It must have been quite a shock.

Jeong Yeon-shin immediately realized the change she had just seen. It was not a simple illusion, but a movement that was building up her power through true energy.

‘Something interesting has come up again.’

He took a step forward with joy. Jeong Ga-dong’s accomplishments shone through at this moment.

It was true that he held on to his accumulated experience with the subtle movements of his entire body.

Kuung!

The horse shooting was different. The moment I stepped on the step, the marble floor cracked. My body was starting to feel tired.

‘Tolerable.’

With this much strength in his body, it was difficult to use the nerves of a blade of grass.

This means that you can’t approach and hit an opponent unless they are extremely slow. However, there was a magic wand.

“You country bumpkin!”

The movements of the rushing man were clearly read. The trajectory of the magic sword that Magwanggyeol should strike was indicated.

Phew!

Jeongyeonshin sank down for a moment. The uninterrupted movement embraces the freedom of the magic sword.

At this moment, his movements clearly contained a higher level of logic in the Hap-hwa-kwon method. Fourth move.

bang!

At the end of the stepped pavilion, stone fragments flew in all directions. I felt a fist bump.

It was a feeling of something breaking.

The self-defense energy that had been flowing through his body was shattered into pieces.

‘I wish I could make a self-defense weapon someday.’

I put aside the thought that suddenly occurred to me and followed the man who had retreated.

At the end of the movement like a leaf riding a wind wave, a new wave of energy was formed.

‘Five meals were enough.’

I felt the principle that runs through my own ignorance with my whole body. The overlap of power. I pile it up as much as I can.

The Shigeukgyeong and the Chukmagyeong were like that. It was the way he, who grew up in a third-rate martial arts family, dealt with the world.

Flash!

A sky-blue light flashed in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

A blue lightning bolt shot up from within.

The secrets of the Hap-hwa-kwon method were mixed together with the nine conclusions of the Shi-geuk-gyeong and the Chuk-ma-gyeong.

The principles of martial arts and martial arts were exploding in my head and converging into one essence. The longer the combination, the more powerful the martial arts become.

Shihwamugeukkwon (Time Flower Unlimited Fist).

The name that came to mind naturally along with the phrase finally revealed to the world a martial art worthy of being called a legend.

The rock chips whirled in all directions as he swung his arm from beside his shoulder.

Hwaaaaak-!

The career that had been built only by moving forward exploded in front of the opponent’s reputation.

I blew it up from an inch away and the guy’s upper body shook.

A face that looks like it’s about to collapse, then suddenly looks blank as if all the strength has left its body.

“A martial art that contains the essence of the martial arts! Now, I am not restricted by the rotation of the warrior’s sword······!”

Margin’s muffled voice could be heard from afar.

“You can do more.”

“······.”

I spoke to the man who was standing there frozen, but he bit his lower lip and said nothing.

Three people approached from a distance.

Margin seemed to have lost all strength in his body, and his maternal grandfather, Mayeonjeok, had an impressive frozen face as if he had lost his soul.

Only the Emperor of the Holy See had a faint smile on his face.

“I have had a wonderful time. The sight of martial arts being created. What a rare treat.”

“I’m embarrassed. I wonder if I messed up your eyes.”

Jeongyeon Shin slightly lowered her head. She smiled faintly.

“That’s a courtesy. You look very happy. How could you not be so happy if you were unmanned? Have you decided on a name for your martial arts?”

“It was called the Shihwamugeukkwon.”

“A Gong whose fortune shines endlessly. It is a fitting name. However, since the meaning is intuitive, be careful not to let it become a weakness in actual combat. The key to the Yeonhwan method is to endure the first combination. If you have the qualities, you will be able to overcome it.”

“Thank you for the advice.”

Jeong Yeon-shin raised her fist-wrenched hands. The smile on Hwang Seong-ju’s face deepened at the reverence shown by the lottery ticket.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry, grandfather······.”

On one side, step-grandchildren exchanged words of comfort.

The boy, who was almost crying, was looking at the floor with his face dripping with anger.

While stroking his grandson’s head, Ma Yeon-jeok stared at Jeong Yeon-shin with an extremely complicated expression.

‘How can such a shining talent come from such a weak family······.’

He also has a sense of shame. It is difficult to talk to his grandson who firmly draws the line.

I was envious of my son who could approach me at least as a superior.

“lender.”

Jeongyeonshin looked at the margin standing in front of her.

“Good job. And congratulations. You’ve earned another sword of your own. This is a great feat.”

“I’ve only laid out the framework. The first step isn’t very satisfying, and when using it as a long-range weapon, I have to rely entirely on the magic sword.”

“Even so, there won’t be many among the Whites who can withstand your blow. I always try not to be surprised, but it’s amazing how fast growth can happen.”

“It has to be faster.”

He answered in a mumbled voice. Margin’s eyes filled with mixed emotions as he looked at his sister’s son were forgotten.

Even the devil knew that he could not claim the fruits of the world. His goal became even more urgent.

‘When will I reach that damned big tree?’

It was to the point where harsh words came to mind.

“Since Seomye won, we should clean up.”

It was the unique and graceful voice of Ip Hwang Seong Ju. When I turned around, I saw her with a smile on her face.

After looking around at the people present, including him, Iphwangseongju opened his mouth again.

“I will teach you the kind of martial arts you need whenever you want. Also, you can request one thing from Ip Hwang Ma Ga. I will certify it.”

“I will also convey that to you through Daeju at the moment I wish.”

The expression on Margin’s face when he glanced at her became strange.

I didn’t really want to fathom the feelings of Narak-sal, who suddenly became my contact.

‘The blame is on them.’

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had briefly given up on her thoughts, finally looked at Mayeon-jeok.

“I’m sorry, but I have to make one thing clear. I have no obligation to my maternal grandparents in any way. Do you agree?”

“hmm······.”

It was a reaction close to a groan. I couldn’t open my mouth easily because all sorts of thoughts were crossing my mind.

While Jeong Yeon-shin was staring intently, Ma Yeon-jeok opened his mouth with a look of great difficulty.

“I······”

His flawless beard trembled slightly.

“What should I do so that you will forgive me?”

“······!”

It wasn’t Jeong Yeon-shin who reacted to those words.

The boy who was the successor could not hide his despair, and Margin’s face was also colored with shock.

Even the Emperor of the Holy Land seemed slightly surprised.

Perhaps because she was a party to the matter, Jeong Yeon-shin had completely different thoughts.

‘You seem like a scary person.’

It is said that whenever the Purple Master of the Imperial Palace goes out into the world of martial arts, he acts as if he is the absolute ruler.

It was a common rumor that he was like a god who held the power of life and death over most people who came into contact with him.

Unless you are a senior member of a sect that is revered as a god by the people, you cannot even cross swords.

‘That person bowed his head. To me, whose rank was extremely low.’

Because of their talented bloodline.

Isn’t this something that would be impossible for anyone who isn’t crazy about the revival of their family?

It was to this extent that he cut off ties with his daughter who had married the head of the Jeong family. It gave me goosebumps.

Enough to make me think that I need to speak well.

He didn’t want to become a ‘magician’.

“It is the greatest burden to see my grandfather like this. The past cannot be reversed, and to me, my maternal relatives are no different from others. Ma Gwang-ik is my family.”

“Wouldn’t it be okay if we build relationships?”

“There is not enough time to accumulate martial arts skills.”

It was said that the power of the Ip Hwang Ma Ga could not reach the level of the Cheon Ha Mok fruit. Jeong Yeon Shin did not know the extent of his family.

I feel no attraction whatsoever, both out of necessity and blood ties.

He shook his head and opened his mouth again.

“My grandson won the duel he had requested without any hesitation. Please respect him as a warrior.”

“······.”

A bewildered expression. But I still couldn’t feel at ease.

I don’t know how many sweet tricks he’ll use in the future. I guess he’s a crazy person.

First, I politely greeted Iphwangseongju and Mayeonjeok and then turned around.

The training was urgent. The Shihwamugeukwon that had just been created was not perfect.

“Yeon-jeok. Interesting. It’s the first time I’ve seen your face. You have an expression that says, ‘I regret it to the end.’”

“My lord. Even though I can’t help you.”

“How can I repay your karma?”

I overheard the conversation between the peerless masters and headed towards the Ma Gwang-ik training ground. I felt Ma Jin following me from behind.

The situation was the opposite of when I came. Suddenly, I remembered that Ip Hwang-ma had not heard the name of the successor, but I was not particularly curious.

“Island beauty.”

As we were passing by a small lake, Margin, reflected on the rippling waves bathed in sunlight, cautiously opened her mouth.

“I have a mission for you.”