Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 232

Sword (5)

It was a question that felt a bit harsh at first.

He also appeared as a young boy with a wild temper.

It was not so for those who were well-informed.

Galdojin, who was standing far away, accepted it with his incomprehensible hands. I swear it wasn’t Soyurang’s hand.

In an instant, the wooden cup naturally scattered from the hands of the intruder who had been the owner of the cup.

‘That, with aerodynamics… …? No way.’

If the trick I just showed you was entirely a martial arts skill.

It would be a method so arduous that it is hard to imagine its logic.

This might only be seen in the realm of the great sect where the immortals live. It was a sight that would be difficult to create even with moderately pure internal energy.

‘There are no special markings on the clothes. The inner sleeves of the windbreaker were the same. Did he wear a plain-patterned outfit on purpose?’

A colorless light flashed in the eyes of Hyeopgeom Galdojin.

A person with such extraordinary skills and prayers could not possibly be a wanderer. He should not be seen as a mere ronin, but as someone from a prestigious sect whose identity is hidden.

By that time his younger brother was letting out a dumbfounded exclamation.

“Uh, uh.”

Sima Weido said that it follows the law of the jungle.

Soyurang is a talent who can learn the new skills of Jongnampa. She has completely mastered the secret skills that Paegeomjong and Yeo-ryeong plundered.

He had no shortage of wits. He was quick to make rational judgments. However, fully accepting the sight he was witnessing was another matter.

“now……?”

Soyourang’s heels wiggled slightly.

I hesitated for a moment. It was difficult to show any reaction.

The world of martial arts in Sima Weidao was like that. It was intuitive and crude.

The life and death of the weak is entirely in the hands of the strong. Soyurang also lived that way, albeit briefly.

‘You didn’t feel the wave? Could it be that it passed by so quickly…?’

It was a vast world that could be described as vast and boundless. Even if there were many emperors and great clans in the world of martial arts, they were only a handful when compared to the continent.

It was not easy to meet a strong person who could look down on Sungyeojimun. I was able to fully enjoy a life of taking.

How is it now? Am I the weak one?

It was a move that a peer of the same age showed. He sat down casually and performed a dreamlike technique. The wooden cup disappeared without a trace.

Can we conclude that it is not some strange magic trick? But if it is magic trick, what difference would it make? The result is the same.

It was when Seoan Sohyeop Soyurang was hesitating about how to conduct herself.

“you.”

Jeongyeon Shin opened her lips while sitting down.

“I heard that you learned the basics of cat food.”

Soyourang and Galdojin thought at the same time. Is that what you were aiming for?

Anyone could do it. The Guyangilsik is a sword technique left behind by the peerless master of the past. It is a sword technique that was developed even after receiving the sword of Ip Hwang Seong Ju without dying.

Even though it was a vision outside the sect, the Jongnam faction was so proud of it that they used it as a study for their successor.

Damn it.

Galdojin, who had been slowly approaching, narrowed his eyes.

‘Where is it? Is it Sobaekmun (燒白門)? I have never heard of a young master like me.’

The greed for martial arts secrets goes beyond distribution and sects. It is not strange to send anyone from any sect.

As Xi’an was a very large land, there were many sects that arose in great numbers. After the destruction of the Jongnam sect, all sorts of things were flocking in.

The Sungyeojimun, which was granted the Guyangilsik, is a tempting prey to other Apostolic Sects.

Although the events of the Yeo-ryeong were not widely known due to their secrecy, many people entered the city in search of the Jongnam faction’s secrets, spirits, and secret training methods.

People of all sorts of social status settled in Xi’an. They ranged from Sima Weidao’s school to ronin. It was a world separate from the outside world of martial arts.

Galdojin suddenly spoke.

“May I ask about the deceased’s ancestral rites? I am Gal Do-jin of the Sungyeojimun.”

“I heard that guy learned cat food.”

The intruder responded calmly. It was a repetition of what he had said earlier.

He looked domineering with his chin slightly raised. It was a demeanor that strangely suited his handsome appearance.

“I asked. Tell me.”

He gave a numerical order. It was a voice that quietly echoed through the wall that completely blocked the cold wind.

It seemed as if the two strong men were not being treated as people. For a moment, the surroundings stopped moving.

“… … .”

The lights of the lanterns illuminating the guest house flowed more quietly than ever. Something that the people of Xi’an could hardly imagine had happened.

The Sungyeoji sect was under the control of 13,000 women, and was an extremely powerful sect in its own right.

Here in Xi’an Nandian County, they boasted greater influence than the factions that supported the Baegeomjong. They were so powerful that they could even oppress the most powerful clans.

“What is this… … .”

“Are you the assassin from Sobaekmun? Didn’t you come to attack Sungyeojimun?”

Some of the people sitting in the guest house began to speak. Originally, Seoan was a place where all kinds of people gathered.

Even the common people who went out were known to be quite fearless.

Sima Wei, who came in carrying the name of the thirteen thousand two, was only able to hold his breath for a moment due to the tyranny of the Sect.

“A killer? What kind of killer would come in so brazenly?”

“They originally said that if there is no witness, it is an assassination. It is a murder.”

“It would be more credible to call him the ‘Second An Intruder’.”

“A secret agent? He’s just barely evading capture… Isn’t he woefully inadequate to fight against the thirteen thousand tribes? No way.”

“I’m feeling a bit uneasy… … .”

Sima Oedo’s sword replaces Daemyungryul.

It was a structure that was tightly woven in a short period of time. This is the reality of the current Xi’an martial arts world.

A strange wanderer intervened there, leaving strange ripples, like a stone thrown into a lake.

“… … It’s so funny.”

Galdojin spoke to himself and said, “Oops.”

It wasn’t something that a strong man from Sima Weido would say. He spoke like an idiot.

It was because he was oppressed by the strange prayer of the uninvited guest. Seoan’s swordsman Galdojin frowned and blamed himself. Damn it.

The intruder’s lips formed a very faint curve.

“Are your throats tight?”

He sat on an old chair, looked up at Soyourang slightly, and asked. Even though his pitch-black eyes were looking up, he gave the impression that he was looking down on her.

This would be a difficult conduct to have unless one is born arrogant.

Galdojin considered the possibility that the uninvited guest was a disciple of Sima Weidao. He should have been regarded as a nobleman, not an ordinary person.

‘They say that the disciples of the Blood Flame Sect have black hair. Judging by their temperament, they may be from the Myunggyo Sect or the Cheon Geuk Sect. I wonder if it is something that the people of the Thirteen Heavens would personally come down to… . . . ‘

It was time for him to think.

“I asked you two questions, but you didn’t answer even once.”

Jeongyeonshin quietly thought about it.

Swish.

He slowly got up from his seat. Soyurang, who was nearby, and Galdojin, who was slowly approaching, flinched.

The long hem of the blood-stained robe that he had changed into to hide his identity spread out in a pitch-black manner. A rustling sound was distinctly heard.

Jeongyeonshin opened her mouth, thinking of the Blood Flame Sect’s masters and Taeyeonryong. It was a place where she should not be reminded of Iphwangseong’s Ma Gwangikju.

“This makes the prince follow the laws of the West.”

I blurted it out on purpose. Strangely enough, it felt good on my throat. It felt like I had caught the scent of Taeyeonryong’s poppy seeds, and I felt uneasy for no reason.

I also had a suspicion that it might be because of my maternal grandfather. I didn’t show it on the outside.

‘There are a lot of unusually arrogant people around me.’

I ended my thoughts with the thought that I should be wary of the dark side of ink.

And then he opened his lips again.

“Things that are insignificant.”

They are people who kill commoners without any hesitation. Their martial arts skills are insignificant compared to their conduct.

Jeongyeonshin raised her right arm while maintaining the concealment of her energy wave. She suppressed the light energy that was about to swirl from her heart to the veins on her arm. It was a moment.

The energy that is always present in the blood vessels of the whole body boosts muscle strength. It is the function of Jeonggadonggong.

The black sleeves of the coat, which were not the usual ones, became blurred. This was because they had suddenly appeared.

Kwak!

He grabbed me by the back of the head.

The feeling of the back of his head was overwhelming. The eyes of the guy who had been talking about the neck earlier couldn’t follow the right hand. He just opened his eyes in belated shock.

Phew—

The wind blew. The lanterns hanging from the ceiling swayed for a moment. From Jeong Yeon-shin’s perspective, it was a ripple that could hardly be called a career.

It didn’t seem to be that way for others.

“master……!”

Galdojin kicked the floor. The sound of the orange hem fluttering was loud. He rushed forward using his forward technique as if he was using lightness.

Perhaps it was because he was a strong man from Sima Oedo. It seemed like he thought that the life or death of a person who had his vital point captured was in danger.

The sight of him moving quickly as if trying to save his younger brother gave Jeongyeonshin a strange feeling.

Sreung!

The trajectory of the sword was unusually straight for a Sima Oedo. The sword was extended in a straight line and stabbed straight through.

The red, dark marks on the sword were noticeable. It seemed as if the sword had been used entirely as a consumable.

Kwak.

While staring at Galdojin’s exit, Jeongyeonshin tightly grabbed the head of the man who was struggling while being caught.

The movement stopped in an instant. It must have been because he felt an evil power that surpassed the bastard’s subtle self-defense ability. He was extremely faithful to the law of the jungle.

At that moment, Galdojin’s single-point stab extended to within arm’s reach. It was aimed at Jeongyeonshin’s neck.

The sound of the fluttering hems of his clothes was loud. He was someone who had properly trained his martial arts.

Jeongyeonshin swung the back of her left arm. The air split between her five fingers and flowed out in a long noise.

Ding-!

He struck the sword face precisely. The sharp impact extended from the back of his hand to the blade.

The sword that had been hit was pushed outward. Galdojin, who had barely managed to avoid the swordsmanship, was approaching me. He had failed to overcome the recoil of the charge.

A puzzled face appeared in Jeongyeonshin’s sight. It was as expected.

The psychology of the lower class and the limitations of the upper class give the masters a feeling close to foresight. It was the same even for the black master who hid his true martial arts.

“Look at the original Confucius from below, you piece of shit.”

The energy exploded from the Yongcheon point on the right sole of Jeongyeonshin’s foot. It was a method.

The tip of his leg turned black and twisted, and he quickly kicked Galdojin in the stomach as if he was drawing his sword.

Meanwhile, the internal defense barrier that had vaguely appeared from the guy who had crossed his arms was crushed by the front of the leather shoes.

It was a split second. With a sound like tearing a bundle of paper, the leg strike landed squarely in the center of Galdojin’s abdomen.

Kwaaang!

“Cough!”

A tremendous shock coursed through the blood vessels. Because the pulse of the pupil was properly emitted, the transmission speed was extremely fast.

Jeongyeonshin felt it completely with the tips of her toes. It was until Galdojin opened his mouth wide and vomited bright red blood.

I immediately folded my legs. I narrowly avoided getting my clothes dirty.

To those watching, he appeared to have a very lonely demeanor, because every movement was predicted by inspiration that came from Baekhoehyeol like lightning.

Although he was fast, he didn’t seem to be in a hurry. His temperament was like that too. Everything was the conduct of a high-class master.

“… … .”

The guesthouse was shocked. Surprise spread like a tidal wave in all directions.

Some dropped their spoons or opened their mouths without closing them. Some hurriedly packed their belongings as if they were about to leave the inn.

“They say the fight between the lower classes is refreshing. Hmm?”

Jeong Yeon-shin ignored the words she had said without thinking.

I slowly turned my gaze. I glanced at the guy shaking under my right wrist.

Even after dealing with him for a long time, he shows no sign of guessing his identity.

It was a sight that confirmed the utility of disguise. In the vast world of martial arts, it was certainly rare to find someone who could memorize all the facial expressions of the characters in the Great Faction.

The fact that the face pictures of the top-ranking martial arts masters were close to being top secret documents may also have played a part.

The branch officers of the Imperial Palace, who were connected to the government, were not people who did things carelessly.

He didn’t even bring out the martial arts that symbolized the island.

‘My age is the problem, so I have to make sure that I can’t be associated with it.’

After the mission was decided, I received a letter from Margin. It was a piece of advice.

―It is better to avoid wearing a human face mask. On the contrary, it is bound to catch the eye of the experts. You don’t have to wear it anyway. If you are a little more bold in your words and actions, you will be considered a nobleman of the same apostles as the Thirteen Heavenly Kings. Your grandfather and I were like that. I have many thoughts about this, but… Since this is a mission, I will just convey the facts. I have watched you as your uncle and great lord, and I think you are not much different from others. In any case, your temperament is suitable for a warrior by nature. I wish you good luck.

It was a remark that made me tilt my head to the side.

Although I didn’t really understand it, I couldn’t ignore the advice of my predecessor, Ma Gwang-ik.

‘Do whatever your heart desires.’

The intruder naturally raised his head. His slender jawline was revealed. The vermilion light from the lantern hanging from above formed a beautiful pattern.

“name.”

“Cow… cow, it’s wandering.”

Seoan So-hyeop answered with his lips quivering. The once strong brother was lying in front of him, and the indifferent voice of a peer of the same age pierced his ears.

“Tell me how you came to possess the Sungyeojimun and how you came to link the Jongnampa Guyangilsik.”

“… If you come alone, you will not be able to avoid death. This is not right. The Sado martial arts world in the West is extremely large, and the vested interests that fell due to the destruction of the Jongnam faction are at an all-time high. Even if they fight among themselves, they react sensitively to the encroachment of outside martial artists. It is said that the masters of Sima Oedo are uniting together.”

Soyourang was a Sapha’s talent. She was not afraid and tried other means. She came up with a plan that the hardened Jeongpa guys could not think of.

It was a persuasion.

He continued speaking slowly, calming his twitching lips. His voice became clearer and clearer.

“Your Majesty… you made a mistake. Only the best martial artists can dominate the world. The Seoan martial arts world is even more so. Even the most skilled martial artist wouldn’t be able to survive alone. It would be safer for you to come in as a guest of the main sect right now… .”

That wasn’t a wrong statement.

Many monks, even though they had achieved great heights, would set up shop in good places and open their branches. Not many of them had a small number of disciples.

This is why it is difficult to survive alone in a world as vast as the wilderness. This is also why a swordsman who was a ronin was shunned by the Korean and Chinese martial arts associations even though he had achieved the highest level.

The world of martial arts is also made up of people, and the school you belong to is just as important as your personal strength.

That was when.

“I watched it because it was fun, and it turned out to be a bunch of lowly guys… … .”

It was a rumbling noise from outside the guest house. The languid voice was filled with disgust.

Swaaaak!

One side of the wall began to split into the shape of a human being. It was an incredibly powerful wave. It seemed as if it was generating black energy throughout its entire body.

The thick wooden wall, built under the influence of the Iron Tribe’s culture, was shattered in an instant. There was no particularly violent vibration. Only a cloud of dust rose.

Suddenly the smell of alcohol wafted in the air.

Damn it.

There was someone walking through the wall.

Even though he was wearing a silk uniform that was spotless, his appearance looked worn-out. His hair was also messily hung down in a mess.

He had dark shadows under his eyes, and he looked like a complete wreck.

The way he slowly chewed as if his mouth was empty even showed a certain compulsive disorder. He seemed to be irritated and had no way to relieve it.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong slowly opened his mouth. He smirked as he looked at the scattered Gal-Do-Jin and So-Yu-Rang held in one hand.

“The leader has had his way too.”

“… … .”

Hoooow—

The aftereffects of the energy spreading out from the whole body were terrifying. The dishes in the guest room rattled. The lanterns hanging nearby clashed with each other.

Even though there was a hole in the ceiling in the center, a loud noise could be heard for a short time, and the noise, which seemed frivolous at first, forced the silence of the surroundings.

Those sitting at the sagging tables and those leaning against the railings on the upper floor fell silent. Movement also ceased.

In the Xi’an River, which has become very strong.

Ma Gwang-ik came in.