Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 223

Gwangyeokyeol (3)

Phew! Wow!

The colorless career spread out in a blur. The opaque waves swept across the area. It was accompanied by a violent shock wave.

The sword and the hammer clashed, and a loud noise rang out, like the striking of a gong.

The hems of the swordsman’s and the warrior’s robes fluttered, each in a turquoise blue and a faded gray.

Those who complained about the absence of the Lord and those who pointed out his words and actions.

The season of Seomyeo Mu-maek and Hwangbo Se-ga.

The Ma Gwang-ik Daeyeonmujang where they performed their body movements was famous for its large size. Not all military units use a yeonmujang that can accommodate hundreds of people.

It was a site granted to certain specific forces within the Shingumdan.

A pre-training location for the ‘New Swordsman Gathering’, which occurs very rarely.

The weakened Ma Gwang-ik unmanned units were watching the situation closely and were not honest with the unmanned units of other armed forces. It was because they had received benefits.

Ma Gwang-ik enjoyed a lot within the Shingeomdan. He acted as a strong man.

Their grand parade ground was vast.

Not now. Not when the two met. It was because the momentum of the masters filled the room.

Invisible aerodynamic waves collided violently.

Swish!

A large man was using swordsmanship. It was Kang Chang-mu, a blue-skinned master who had come from Cheonrimdae to join Ma Gwang-ik.

The great sword in his hand emitted a brilliant light. The light-filled sword of the Seomyeo Mu-maek was released along with the sword light.

A knife mark was engraved in the air. It was a faint afterimage.

Taeyeonryong faced him with his bare hands. He didn’t even have a helmet on. The azure waters surrounding his hands glowed colorlessly. He raised his sword and struck.

Oh my!

Kang Chang-moo’s blue sleeves shook violently. The veins on his briefly revealed forearms testified to the intensity of the fight.

The same was true for Taeyeonryong, who was wearing a sleeveless, anonymous uniform.

He was dealing with the sword power of a blue master with a heavy aura. It was not something he could take lightly.

“He’s using his self-defense weapon as a throwing weapon. Isn’t he completely crazy? How many seconds has this been going on?”

“I’ve heard of Hwangbo’s direct lineage’s self-defense technique. It was called Cheonwanggidan (天王氣緞). It must be a Jeolhak. Even though the martial arts of the Sega families are excellent, I didn’t know it would be to that extent. Isn’t he blocking the blue Gwanghwageom style with his bare hands?”

“He’s someone who originally learned the recommended method… and above all, his internal energy is that deep. If you just consider the amount of accumulated energy, I think it’s probably greater than Daeju. His hands won’t be harmed by most swords. His body itself is a weapon.”

“The Sun Vein… … It really lives up to its reputation. They say you can gain qualities by sacrificing your life.”

It was a secret fight between Hyosu Sword Kang Chang-mu and the nameless disciple Tae-yeom-ryong. The masters Ma Gwang-ik surrounding the two did not bother to stop the fight.

This happened in the Great Battlegrounds and was caused by Taeyeonryong’s rudeness. It does not go against the law.

We also had to consider the reputation of Kang Chang-moo, who came in as a mid-level new recruit.

Hyosu-geom Kang Chang-mu was a prosecutor who had made great achievements. He secretly threatened the branch manager of Hogwangseong Muchangbu and executed Sapha Madu, who had been living a life of luxury.

He didn’t even take the sword a few times. He combined his original swordsmanship with the Gwanghwa Sword Style and cut off the head with a single stroke.

The logic of the instantaneous swordsmanship fascinated him. He couldn’t help but admire the new Magwangikju.

‘But this guy has no respect.’

Kang Chang-moo thought as he watched Tae-yeom-ryong extending both his arms.

The recommended method of blocking and cutting the sword path was rough. It prevented the trajectory from being long.

A swordsman of a certain level, such as Blue, can sense the opponent’s mood just by shaking hands. Taeyeonryong’s disgust came intuitively.

The bastard was talking to himself. He said he couldn’t bear to see the sword of the Gwanghwa Sword Style any longer.

Damn it!

The sword’s path, which had been swung horizontally, was disrupted. Heavy vibrations continued to hit the sword body.

After Taeyeonryong’s right fist slammed downward, his left hand’s long sword pierced through the flying sword, pushing away the blade, and then struck the sword face under his right palm again.

It was a technique that continued gracefully like flowing water. The sword soared.

I got hit three times properly. It was a move that completely distorted the trajectory of the Gwanghwageomryu.

Kwak!

Dust rose from Kang Chang-moo’s heels. He took a step back with the help of the magic of the Hwan-ik-bo.

“You’re using that as a retreat method?”

Taeyeonryong frowned and stomped on the ground.

The atmosphere was torn apart by the blast of heat from the entire body. Transparent mists whistled.

thud!

Kang Chang-moo didn’t back down any further. He stomped his hind leg down hard. The true awakening of the Gwanghwa Sword Style.

A violent vibration and a cloud of dust rose from the ground. The dust obscured the blade that was being raised while holding the sword tightly.

A white light rose faintly.

The corners of Taeyeonryong’s mouth went up as he faced him. His languid eyes also curved into a mocking expression. He spoke with a downcast gaze. That’s not how it’s written.

bang!

Kang Chang-mu’s sword, which had been rising from below, came down. It was crushed by Tae-yeon-ryong’s foot. The sword strike could not penetrate the leather shoes.

The Heavenly King’s Banner of the Hwangbo family created an invisible barrier. It was the self-defense flag of the noble Jinan aristocrats.

Kang Chang-moo’s eyes widened. On the other hand, Tae-yeon-ryong’s eyebrows furrowed.

“The Gwanghwageom style is a swordsmanship that must be used intuitively. If you calculate the trajectory in your head, you’ll be late. It’s essentially a quick swordsmanship that catches the opponent off guard, but you yourself tell us where the strike points are. Lower body, wrist, kipa. Everything is a clue. The magpie is imitating the golden owl.”

It’s a sight. It’s not pleasant.

Taeyeonryong, who had been speaking slowly and thoughtfully, opened his mouth again. He had trampled on Kang Changmu’s sword.

“Indeed, I will live a little longer to see this. I never thought that Confucius would destroy the Gwanghwa Sword School so helplessly. I thought about it a few times in my dreams, but it turns out that talent comes first. It’s not very interesting though.”

Taeyeonryong didn’t look very happy.

The corners of his mouth were lowered. His expression was bitter, revealing deep regret.

“It was the sword technique that our great lord invented when he wore white clothes, right? Looking at you, your weakness is obvious. If you can’t learn the magic light technique, you should at least be strong in martial arts. It would be fortunate if you don’t catch the great lord’s ankle. That would be no fun.”

“… … Do not underestimate the martial arts of the four great masters. Just because the martial arts of the Hwangbo family are old does not mean they are martial arts that should be looked down upon.”

Kang Chang-moo showed his teeth. It was not a small amount of anger. However, the sword that had landed on Tae-yeom-ryong’s feet did not move at all.

It was the same even if a lot of aerodynamic force was applied to the lower body, waist, and both arms.

Hyosu-geom Kang Chang-mu’s internal study is outstanding. It was definitely like that.

“… The amount of energy stored in the Sun Vein is the greatest in the main body. The internal energy itself is fire energy, so it is the strongest.”

“So that’s how it ends.”

“The nameless disciple is blue… … .”

“It was a disaster. I can understand that.”

“Isn’t he someone who knows our great master’s martial arts well? It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he fought halfway while using the Pahasik. It’s a martial art that has been revealed, and he must have seen it the most in actual combat. In a way, isn’t he someone who knows our new great master the best, next to Cheongmyeong, Baek Miryeo, and the previous great masters?”

“What about jaundice?”

“Tell him to reveal seventy percent of his true power.”

“Is he still lying down and sleeping? I haven’t seen him at all these days.”

“You said you were going to challenge the blue hierarchy, but if things continue like this, all the achievements you’ve accumulated will go down the drain.”

Taeyeonryong and Heonwonchang’s promotion exam was a big topic of conversation. It wasn’t just Ma Gwangik who paid attention.

Many of the Shingeomdan’s unmanned units on standby for missions were interested in this promotion.

The review indices that have been with the new CEO the longest.

It was a test of the virtues that the leader of Ma Gwang-ik must possess.

How do you train your subordinates and how well do you raise them? Aside from creating martial arts, are they qualified to lead the clan as a great master?

If you go out on a journey to the world of martial arts with the new leader, can you expect a significant increase in your martial arts prowess?

Hwangbo Se-ga’s Mangjong was originally a completed warrior.

The problem is the martial arts of Heonwonchang. That was the main opinion of the Ma Gwang-ik masters.

“It’ll be hard to wait.”

One person muttered. It was while looking at Taeyeonryong’s expression while looking at the island’s Mu-maek.

* * *

The alert status of the Iphwangsin family was strict.

There was no other way. The black master entered the main hall. He was revealing an uncomfortable feeling.

The reason was also reasonable. He had come to retrieve his luggage. It didn’t matter how young the master was.

If it was unmanned, you should have been nervous.

“I hope everything is fine?”

A swordsman in a blue robe asked one of the gatekeepers. His tone was light.

The gatekeeper did not dare to answer. The one who asked the question was a collateral prince of the Iphwangsin family.

Nanmyeonggeom Shinbaek. He is known as a mature swordsman in his mid-thirties. He has a handsome face and sad-looking eyebrows.

His temperament was not like that.

“Shouldn’t I ask? Just because the new lord’s achievements are so great, it’s not right to be rude to his family. Or is it difficult to accept this?”

“no.”

The nameless young man who was in charge of the gatekeeper answered immediately. His voice was suppressed.

Nanmyeonggeom Shin Baek is a person who harbors resentment towards his direct lineage. He was pushed aside by the grand prince of Iphwangsinga, who is the same age as him, and he did not receive attention due to the talents of the young Shin So-bin.

Even though the hierarchy reached the blue level, it was a rare occurrence.

His reputation outside the family is good.

It was different inside. I was very nervous.

“Seeing Ma Gwang-ik in person makes me feel even more sorry for So-bin. If she had been a little older, she would have been a strong candidate for succession. If it were me, I would have pushed that child forward as the next head of the household… … Isn’t it too much of a waste to hand her over to Ma Gwang-ik? Unless she’s a very unruly person, Ma Gwang-ik would have no choice but to agree and step down, right?”

Shin Baek’s eyes sparkled with a strange disposition.

He forces a mere gatekeeper to discuss the legitimacy of the succession. The presence of the young Magwangikju stimulated something in him.

It wasn’t jealousy toward Seomye. It was closer to a sense of inferiority that blamed one’s innate bloodline.

I saw my cousin’s future in Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who was the same age as Shin So-bin. A direct lineage of a noble family, and talents of the past. These were things that Shin Baek did not possess.

“that…….”

There was a time when the gatekeeper was unable to answer rashly.

Kwaaaaang―!

There was a loud explosion in the distance. A huge shock wave swept away the collar.

Shin Baek’s expression sank into indifference.

“Something bad has happened.”

grasp!

I kicked the ground straight away. The wind hitting my face became dull from the quick running. I was not alone.

The unmanned soldiers of the Ip Hwang Shin Ga were rushing in from all directions. Dozens of light-air galloping soldiers gradually converged in one direction.

It was the Gajujeon side that had deliberately kept some distance.

Got it! Got it! Got it!

The masters’ strides were wide. They quickly reached the garden surrounding Gajujeon.

A gruesome sight was revealed.

The tiles were scattered in all directions. The sunken roof no longer spoke of the majesty of the family.

Did the Hwan-gang River, known as the Season, burst? It didn’t look like a landscape created by a human body. It could be considered a ruin.

Shin Baek was taken aback.

‘How could the place I longed for so badly be ruined like that? So vainly?’

A heavy silence fell. For a moment, no one was able to move.

It already seemed to be in a state of calm. No matter how black it was, could it really subdue the head of a prestigious family under its own authority so easily?

If such a person is angry, it is difficult to rush in right away. You have to risk your life. You can only stand there blankly, staring at the threshold of the main hall.

The sound of thumping footsteps followed them. Suddenly, a girl stepped out onto the ground in the middle of the garden.

“What the heck is going on now… …!”

Percussion.

Her jet-black braided hair fluttered in the headwind of the light air, fluttering along with the hem of her splendid white martial arts uniform.

It was Shin So-bin who broke out of confinement amidst the chaos. She stared at the pavilion with her lips slightly parted.

Then her eyes widened. It was because she felt a familiar wave.

“My lord… … ?!”

“Be quiet.”

Shin Baek put his finger on his lips. Shin So-bin glanced at him but pretended not to hear. She just snorted.

The Great Lord had finally come to find him. He couldn’t just sit back and do nothing, no matter what had happened.

It had been a long time since I had seen you. My heart was filled with joy.

Sabak.

It was when I was walking straight towards the main hall.

A faint voice rang out from the hall.

“Get up.”

It was the voice of Ma Gwang-ik-ju Jeong Yeon-shin. Did he stimulate the other person’s blood vessels at the same time as he spoke?

Suddenly a cough erupted from inside. It was clearly theirs.

Shin So-bin paused.

“What happened just now… … .”

It was a voice that seemed to be in a state of panic. The new head of the Iphwang Shin Gaju family had regained consciousness. Ma Gwang Ikju’s words followed immediately.

“The main lord has come out.”

“You’re suddenly coming out? You’re the one talking?”

“You didn’t respond. I wanted to show you the martial arts that Sobin possesses.”

“Are you talking about Sobin here?”

“It was my own persuasion. I apologize for being rude.”

There was a faint sound of clothes brushing against each other. It was accompanied by the sound of hands clapping.

The sharp ears of the Ip Hwang Shin Ga masters were clearly dug into. It seemed as if Ma Gwang Ik Ju had raised the ticket. It was a rare case for a black one.

“… Did your hand move? I didn’t see it. I only felt the ceiling suddenly collapse, but there was no flow of energy… … .”

“It seems that the martial arts that Sobin is learning are that noble.”

“Why, it seems like you’re talking about someone else’s martial arts.”

“… I am not used to talking highly of my own martial arts skills.”

“Ha… …! Even with such a fiery temper?”

Shin Seol-ha sighed.

“You are no longer the latent index, but you are still a sleeping dragon. You have hidden such great power. Not to mention, at your age… … Even the other great lords are surprised.”

“Nonsense.”

“It’s a shame that I couldn’t measure it because it was such a difficult task. Your mind is very deep. This new mother can learn from it. It must be the same for Sobin. I learned a lesson today. With my body.”

It was inside the inner chamber of the main building.

“Stop it.”

In the quiet room, Jeong Yeon-shin spoke sincerely.

To Shin Seol-ha, it was a humble appearance. Even after losing consciousness for a moment, his eyes softened.

This is the character of a person who became the head of a prestigious family as the head of a prestigious family. He values military power above all other virtues.

“I know that your martial arts skills surpass the eyes of the Bone Lord. However, it is not enough to give up on Sobin completely. This is not something that can be solved with martial arts alone.”

“Still, definitely.”

Jeongyeon Shin narrowed her eyebrows.

“Sobin is a foreigner. Stop interfering.”

He spoke briefly, but did not agree to the new creation.

She was a thinker, a head of a noble family.

“The prestigious families under the Iphwangseong Fortress work hard to raise high-blooded warriors and willingly supply them to the Shingeomdan. Don’t you know that masters don’t just come from anywhere at any time? The only thing we gain through our hard work is honor. The martial arts of our family, the name of our family… … It’s not too much to hope for.”

They were trying to tie it up somehow. It was unclear how they would interfere further in the future.

A sharp edge appeared in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

It was an uncomfortable word and action. Ma Gwang-ik is the family he gained after leaving Jeong Ga-jang. It was the first time he received kindness.

It was a place of refuge that I finally embraced after passing through the lonely path of my childhood.

As a home that I would not let go of even at the end of my life, it was turning into the most sensitive sore spot in my heart.

“The masters of the Shingeomdan’s armed forces are under the command of the great lords. As the leader of Magwangik, I can say this clearly.”

I blurted it out, absentmindedly but strongly.

“That child belongs to the Lord.”

The horse was imbued with divine energy. It originated from a halo that rotated along with the heartbeat.

The magical power of the Neungbeop Gwangryungi was released and contained in the voice. It came out with an auspicious sound from the voice.

It was a voice that truly touched my heart. It resonated far and wide.

“…ah.”

A small exclamation came out of Shinseolha’s mouth. His expression became strange.

The sight of her raised eyebrows and slightly parted lips was strange. It was right after hearing Jeong Yeon-shin’s words.

“I see. That sounds good too.”

“what?”

“With his martial arts skills, appearance, status, and lineage… … if he does well, it’s good, but even if he doesn’t, if he treats his subordinates that way… … .”

She muttered to herself and then suddenly spoke.

“Take him. He has been very rude.”

“… … ?”