Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 237

Opening

Oh my god!

Ma Gwang-ik’s breakthrough swept the flanks. All sounds were swallowed up by the roar of the waves.

The halo of light seemed to explode like a cannonball. The gathered army of Sima Wei was torn to pieces.

It was completely shattered. The sound of flesh being torn and bones being crushed began to resonate all around. The impact range was extremely wide.

-Kuaaak!

-Huh!

The rush itself was a real awakening. The figures swinging their arms were blurred.

That was why every time he collided with any of Sima Oedo’s magical weapons, a ray of light would burst out.

The sight of eyes gleaming in the shattered pieces of debris was the same. It was just creepy.

A magician close to full power has appeared.

There were three white ones and twenty-five blue ones.

BAM! BANG! BANG!

Flesh and blood burst out with a terrible sound. The ranks of the Saphas collapsed in an instant. The Gwangyegyeol’s attack was not limited by means.

The fists and swords struck in the same direction. The air was swept away noisily, and even the bushes were thrown in all directions. Weapons and corpses were blown away and scattered.

Kookookookookung!

The canyon shook. The constant vibrations spread in all directions. It was the aftermath of the rushing earthquake.

After they had completely penetrated the ranks, they immediately turned around and attacked the enemy once more. The series of movements was elegant.

The legs wrapped in light stepped on the ground in accordance with the principle of the light beam. Dust scattered through the gaps in the white light of the waves.

The radiant waters have become closer to waves.

They swept away those who were running away.

The twenty-eight men’s breakthrough was individual, yet united. They carried their weight properly and extended their strikes, and no one could stop them from taking a single step.

The movements flashing through the clusters of light traced sporadic trajectories.

At the end of the sword and the sword’s impact, a lightning wave exploded without fail, and the fragments of the opponent’s weapons were driven into his chest.

This was a place where invincibility could be discussed.

The opponent was not the elite of the Gupapalga or the Thirteen Heavenly Swordsmen. He could slaughter them with a divine skill linked to the Magwanggyeol or Seomye Mu-maek. One breakthrough was close to a complete destruction.

The Daewolhyup.

In an instant, it turned into hell. A total mess was unfolding.

“Are they the heavenly kidneys…!”

“That… what is that… … .”

“There are such people in the world!”

Those who were watching the plain from the steep valley opened their eyes wide. Some gaped in amazement.

It was a reaction that was shown a long time after the light swords had appeared. It couldn’t be helped.

The unfolding scene lacked realism. It was like that from the first sign to the rush of light.

Most of the people in Xi’an were there to watch the public execution. But it was far beyond their expectations. It came as a terrifying shock.

“Save me… Whew!”

“Kkaaaak!”

The mouths of the Sapa warriors who had been enjoying themselves let out screams. There was no one who could properly counter the Gwangyegyeol attack. It was the difference between the Daebangpa and the mid-level sects.

It was very severe. Shin So-bin’s fist, her black braided hair flying, shattered the ribs of the Sungyeojimun warrior. It was a short, sharp blow.

bang!

“Did you like it because you knew you’d win?”

He speaks cheerfully even while killing. He has the temperament of a noble family’s heir.

She was originally skilled in the magic light technique and the Shihwamugeukquan technique. This means that her martial arts skills were layered on top of each other.

His achievements in the Gwangyeok were incomparable to those of his seniors. He benefited greatly from being white.

It was not difficult to assume one axis of the charge that spread like wings.

The white-haired warriors were at that level. The blue-haired warriors were active. They fought against multiple enemies by striking them with a series of relentless single attacks.

A single sword strike would cut off three heads, and a recommended strike would shatter entire armor and flesh.

The truth is true. The only thing that changed was the subject. It was the execution ceremony of the Sapa warriors.

At the front edge of that line.

The heads of the seven clans of Xi’an stood still. Even though they were the highest leaders of the camp, they could not go out to protect their subordinates.

With a grave expression, no one opened their mouth.

I didn’t dare to rush into the battlefield. I didn’t even look back.

All seven of them were holding onto their weapons with a firm grip, with only the hems of their silk robes fluttering in the wind.

The person in front of you is the Iphwangseong Magwangikju.

“… … .”

Baek Mu-ryang, who had been discussing the world, was speechless.

The lips under his pure white beard were dry. The mouth that had been teaching Jeong Yeon-shin the principles of martial arts was stiff and did not move.

I mentioned the black color of the yellow color earlier.

It was purely a joke. It was something that could happen, but I didn’t think much of it. The world is so big.

People in Shaanxi do not prepare hats just because it is hailous in Hanam.

Even though I knew that the weather was fair all over the world, I did that because I was human.

I considered the possibility that he was not a ronin but a master with a Buddhist scriptures, but there was no other way anyway.

There is no room for retreat. The will to fight to the death is not the exclusive property of the Baekdo faction. Rather, it is a virtue desperately needed by the Sima Weidao faction.

Even in years of famine, it was their strength and dignity that kept them fed.

It was more important than life. You couldn’t show any sign of being broken. That was the kind of world Sapha Gangho was.

“Those guys… are Ma Gwang-ik… … ? They use martial arts that I’ve never heard of or seen before… … .”

The Sword Demon Lord, who had been looking back for a brief moment, was shocked.

He was a man in a yellow robe with sharp eyes. Sweat was dripping down his thin chin.

However, as expected of the leader of the Sapa sect, he seemed to have a lot of courage and started talking to Jeong Yeon-shin as if he was talking to her. He was holding an unusual white sword in one hand.

“There are many sects that try to put a false image on Ip Hwang Seong. That’s why your status is not important.”

“… There was a rumor that the new leader, Ma Gwang-ik, was very young.”

Baek Mu-ryang muttered.

His subordinates and disciples were dying.

The lords prioritized survival.

An unexpected danger was looming before my eyes. I opened my mouth on purpose, using my experience to create composure.

The most important virtue when facing a master was the state of one’s clear mind.

You have to sharpen your mind like a sword. If you just panic, you’ll most likely die a dog’s death.

The old man who ruled the Shaanxi aristocracy for decades has spoken again.

“Isn’t it like you’ve caught us in a net and thrown us in, Your Majesty?”

“… … .”

Chanmageom Wi Ilhwa didn’t answer. He just bit his lower lip.

“They are unmanned vehicles with different tax rates.”

Jeongyeonshin spoke quietly.

It was a story that reminded me of the words of Baek Mu-ryang, the head of the Hwiwol family.

―Look here. A fight between a master who has not yet acquired the skills… is very complicated and requires a lot of attention. It is different from a one-on-one fight. There is no romance in martial arts here. No one will criticize you for backing down now.

It was like the master of Sima Weidao returning the story he had thrown out himself.

Baek Mu-ryang’s white eyebrows twitched.

“Goyan… … .”

“Now that it’s simple, stop talking and come in.”

Magwangikju took the lead in the recommended method.

Swish.

He clenched his right fist next to his waist.

As he stepped forward, his left foot scraped the rocky soil, and the moment he lowered his left fist diagonally toward his thigh, the surrounding bushes shook.

Phew—

It was a realm where even the smallest movements were transformed into a blast. The veins of the entire body located inside the fine muscles were filled with energy.

A formless wave of energy was released from his entire body. A hazy cloud of dust was blown in all directions.

Black with yellowish tint.

A master of martial arts stood before the rulers of Xi’an.

“hmm.”

“That guy really… … .”

The lords sighed.

There is someone who can suffocate you with just a single breath. The Magwangikju in front was one such person.

The reason for the prolonged standoff was revealed as his subordinates and disciples were dying. The masters’ departure was extremely dangerous.

Life and death were at stake in an instant. If you didn’t fully grasp the master in front of you, you would be fatally wounded before you could even divide the two.

“Your Majesty, have you seen enough?”

Baek Mu-ryang looked straight ahead and asked.

Sungyeojimunju Wi Il-hwa mastered the dark movement and time-traveling method of the thirteen thousand female spirits. It was said to be an age-old method.

If you train properly, you can even fight on equal terms with the opponents above you.

“… It’s difficult, but I’m watching.”

Wi Il-hwa answered quietly. He calmed down his mind. The power he had built up over many years was destroyed by someone who may or may not be the 17th generation of the Iphwangseong.

Sima Wei’s unique poisonous nature remains. No matter how you kill the bastard in front of you, your mind will not be at ease. You have become a mortal enemy at first sight.

Dark moon method.

It is a new art of supernatural power. It is said to be a secret art created by the ancient female spirit master and developed over generations.

Woof.

A hazy image formed in Wei Il-hwa’s eyes. With the new form of the enemy in front of him in the center, all the possible future movements were reflected like an illusion.

The remains of that bastard, Magwangikju, were layered around his body.

The welcomes were moving briefly here and there. It was possible to guess the route even before departure.

It was a peerless eye function that constantly observed the changes in breathing, air waves, and muscles.

It is to see through the movements that will follow in advance. It was the same even then. The wicked man’s move was read in advance.

She opened her mouth absentmindedly.

“There are so many touros. So many… I’ve never seen them before.”

At first, six layers were visible.

That alone was suffocating.

The Amdongwolsi method is not a simple method. It is a method that is essential to filter out unnecessary possibilities from the very beginning.

The structure of the Anbeop’s ideas and true energy is like that. The number of the opponent’s afterimages in the field of vision matches the martial arts energy wave.

It means that it is reduced to a level that can be dealt with. It was a secret technique that provided tremendous benefits to the practitioner and his disciples.

During that time, Wei Yihua had never seen anyone in the Seoan martial arts world with more than five afterimages. The only one that was visible was the four-layered illusion of Baek Wu Liang, the head of the Hwiwol family.

This is why Hwiwolpaegong showed exceptionally fast achievements among the other boatmen. He even had the appearance of an old man at the age of forty. It was truly natural.

If you have at least three options to strike with at any given moment, you can be considered the leader of a mid-level sect.

In terms of martial arts level alone, Baek Mu-ryang was the strongest among the Seven Great Clans of the Xi’an Sect.

But.

‘Fifteen, twenty… … thirty-two, no, how many times that… … ?’

The power of the Dark Moon method burned around the eyes. Even the cold blood vessels between the eyebrows seemed to glow.

As I heated up the Dongjae Data Blood with my internal energy, the afterimages of my enemy increased. The true energy of the An Dharma was suspicious. In an instant, my spirit also rose.

How are you going to use your body?

At this point, predictions before departure are meaningless. Its very existence means that it is the opposite of the Dark Moon method.

Was it a full-body massage? If that were true, it would be beyond words.

It was different from the Yeolyeongju that had no afterimages.

I’ve never seen anything like this. Is it real?

‘crazy……!’

It was a time when Wei Il-hwa was struggling in panic.

Ma Gwang-ik-ju, who was taking the jockey’s seat, furrowed his brows.

“I showed mercy on the way.”

At first glance, it sounds like a story without context. It was different for the Sapa leaders. It was a story that came across very intuitively.

It means that he wanted to save face. If he took the initiative, he could at least appear plausible.

Before I get defeated without a fight.

“Nooooo!”

The swordsman shouted. His voice was extremely angry.

He began to approach alone, with brisk strides. He had an enormous presence.

He had gone beyond the limits of his patience. The one who had summoned the light sword horde was truly a vicious man. He had made a fearsome provocation with a short speech. He was no less than any of the Sima Wei.

At this point, the level of the mirror was in the background. It was not the time to discuss the level of martial arts.

Jin-gak came first. The Sword Demon Lord lowered his leg.

thud!

The force of the blow was tremendous. A thick cloud of dust rose up through the bushes.

His sword followed immediately. A long white blade was released. The sunlight that was past noon was frosting down the blade that stretched straight out above his hand.

After swinging it outwards from the waist, the trajectory of the sword became blurred. It was moving forward at a truly terrifying speed.

Hooooo―

The exhalation while striking with a sword is thick. This means that the internal energy breathing is deep.

He deserved to be called the ruler of the West.

When it comes to Shaanxi swordsmanship, it was famous for the Weigo Seungha swordsmanship. It was said to be an extreme killing sword. It was different from the killing technique.

A vicious twist on the quick swordsmanship. It was a swordsmanship that dazzled the eyes with its powerful quick attack and tore the body apart.

Wi Il-hwa, who was behind him, adjusted his grip on his sword. He was watching the two figures about to collide.

I also checked the waves spreading from the feet of other lords. They were loaded with the nerve jumps like a cannonball.

‘I’ll look at it carefully.’

I plan to dig up every inch of the tunnel and destroy its flesh.

The poison of Wei Yihua, one of the three great masters of Xi’an, surpassed the hundred illusions of the enemy’s spirit.

There was a way to deal with the enemy. The moment the water level was even slightly increased, the number of afterimages would clearly decrease rapidly.

It is impossible to draw a sword with an outstretched hand. Therein lies the opportunity for victory.

There were six more masters of the same level. I was thinking of taking advantage of the gap in the dwindling afterimage.

I won’t just let it go and let it happen. It’s something that can be done by using the Dark Moon method in a slightly shorter amount of time.

It was a joint attack by the seven Sapa lords. It was enough to seize the moment.

‘That bastard I’ll tear to pieces… …!’

I took my enemy into my eyes while raising my Anbeop function to the limit.

The movement was strange. He was holding one hand to the sword of the swordsman drawn sideways. The movement was not particularly fast.

Rather, it was strangely slow. Someone with that kind of energy would have been able to produce a ray of light even without synthesizing the Quick Sword.

At the same time, an afterimage appeared on the bastard’s body. It was an image formed in the field of vision of the Dark Moonlight Technique.

The illusion of someone pressing down on the black mask with one hand swept through her mind along the Anbeop Gugyeol.

Almost simultaneously, the bastard’s movements overlapped with the afterimage. He pressed down on the sword with a strange touch. It was the same. It was the function of the peerless eye technique.

‘Caught my eye!’

In that moment, the corners of Wi Il-hwa’s mouth began to rise.

He had calculated his next move in advance. He had the upper hand.

If it weren’t for a one-on-one confrontation, and there were six or more masters of the same level, it would be worth discussing the odds of victory by leading the Sapa clans as the head of the Sungyeojimun.

‘The following herbivores… … .’

A wave of energy was spreading from the bastard’s hand. It seemed as if it was trying to completely push away the sword of the Black Demon Lord.

And then I was going to take the sword. That was what the Dark Moon Moon method was supposed to convey. They said that was all there was to it.

‘The sense of balance will be lost for a moment. You have to stab the lower body there. If you explode with all your might and strike, you might be able to take the guy’s neck off more easily than you think.’

I used the art of speaking to convey my thoughts directly.

He had already stored his energy in the veins that stretched from his tongue to his throat. It was a technique used by the masters to spout out words like a machine gun.

That was when.

Suddenly, the enemy’s hair became long and wavy. It was a strangely beautiful black color.

He lowered his stance as if he was preparing to strike. It was a horse stance where the right foot, left foot, and the position of the swordsman were in a straight line.

He just turned his head and looked straight ahead. It seemed like he was staring into the eyes of the Sword Demon Lord.

That bastard is the enemy.

Before I knew it, I had raised my left hand and pressed down on the sword, and stretched my right hand forward while spreading it wide.

In an instant, the two hands of the enemy caught in Wi Il-hwa’s sight were severed. They were like the fluttering wings of a moth flickering against the light. The afterimages that had grown in an instant swayed here and there.

Could it be that the Dark Moon method has made a mistake? That is a sight that can only be seen in a natural state just before emergence. It meant a completely new possibility.

There is no other way to guess.

It has no value in terms of the number of steps. It means that any posture is the same as a natural body.

The moment when a wave of energy spread from the left hand of the man who pressed the sword.

Oh my god!

The sword of the Black Demon Lord was shattered into pieces.

It was when the dazzling sunlight began to fade. The enemy was pushing his right hand toward that point. A tremendous amount of energy radiated from the center of his palm.

Quaaa-!

It rang out briefly and strongly. The fragments of the shattered sword were pushed along the palm of his hand. They were headed towards the abdomen of the Sword Demon Lord.

It seemed as if the sunlight was being controlled by the long rays of the sun. It was a creepy sight.

The moment the enemy who had reached out his hand flashed his eyes, Wei Il-hwa’s concentration was broken because he was so surprised.

Kwakwakwakwakwak!

The sword fragments were all embedded. The upper body of the sword master shook violently. It convulsed with great intensity.

within.

“Keuh… … .”

He let out a single groan and fell down. A dull sound rang out.

The screams and crashing sounds coming from behind the battle line were loud and clear, but the dust that had risen belatedly enveloped the body of the swordsman.

It was a sight that brought silence.

Jeong Yeon-shin glanced at Wi Il-hwa. Her gaze was precisely scanning the blood vessels on his face. A flash of lightning flashed through his eyes, which were distinctly black and white. It was a sign of something to come.

“You haven’t seen this, have you?”

Ma Gwang-ik asked quietly.