Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 287

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The street extending outside the manor was filled with excitement.

It was an era of survival of the fittest. The lives of the common people were divided depending on who emerged as the strongest during a famine.

The hands of the superhumans who had mastered martial arts were incredibly large. The scale of their exploitation was different.

Among the martial artists whose tactical gaps in the Seongdong-Gyeokseo are incredibly wide, who will rise to become the number one figure?

The significance of the martial arts competition held throughout the vast Shanxi Province was extremely heavy. This was even more so in Zhangyuan.

Countless people came and went.

A banquet hall with an incredibly large table spread out in the shape of the letter “口” and bathed in sunlight.

“They say that the Iron Soul God Sword of Guiga is the best.”

“The foundation of the Pyongyang-bu Martial Arts is the Gongya Segae clan. Do you know how beautiful the Grand Princess and the Duke of Yi are? They have an appearance you would never see in the streets. The same goes for the martial arts.”

“You’re talking about the young warriors of Shanxi without mentioning the murderous techniques? Don’t make me laugh. How many villains have died from the swordsmanship of the Five Moon Swordsmanship! He recites poetry over the corpses, and there’s no one like Yeomna who knows the fine arts.”

“The noblemen and ladies of Gaojia Swordsmanship, Suwolmunship, and Changcheonbang are no joke. Are there only a few in Shanxi who have honed their martial arts skills to the limit?”

The schools that are recognized as prestigious, whether their energy is clear or irregular, have gathered together.

The colors of the uniforms were varied.

They were all chatting while wearing cleanly maintained military uniforms, and the leisurely attitude unique to those who reigned as strong men in times of famine was evident.

“What does it matter how the competition goes? It might not be the time to leisurely consider the direction of the non-competition. I heard that the blood demons nearby have started to show up like wild boars hit by a forest fire.”

“It’s not even the Bloodthirsty Sword, and the thugs aren’t much of a threat. I’ve even beheaded one. He didn’t seem to have the presence of mind to engage in s*xual immorality and plunder. He was paralyzed with fear.”

“Is your swordsmanship that outstanding?”

“well…….”

The atmosphere was similar to a banquet held at a high-ranking family home. It was a banquet held by a family called Sega, so it could be said to be true.

The vast grounds of the manor were filled with people. Even though only the famous sects and warriors had entered, the world was this vast.

“Gong Ya-jeong.”

“… Noble and dangerous.”

It was an empty space with colorful sunshades spread out to block the sunlight.

Gong Ya-jeong touched the red belt around her waist. To be exact, she touched the scabbard wrapped around the belt with her fingertips.

The reason for this is that the person who unconsciously forced the sword to come into close range. The return of the Shanxi Guiga.

“The aura is still fierce. I can tell that it’s the intangible sword energy.”

He spoke with a scar on the bridge of his nose twitching. His speech was crude.

His appearance was not like that.

He wore a wide yellow fur coat. He was at eye level looking down on Gong Yajeong, who was quite tall.

As a Taoist monk, he had a large and sleek body, and his flushed face had a rich expression. He was a Taoist monk who seemed to have no rough edges in the world.

It was worth it. He is the one who inherited the entirety of the Nokrim Mumaek.

The Sanseo Gwiga clan was created by bandits who had mastered martial arts and wanted to operate in sunny areas.

In Shanxi, there were few people who did not know the name of Guiltae, the crazy sword of the sky. Whether it was his arrogant personality or his merciless hands.

Gwiiltae, who was looking at the sky, smiled.

“They say they kicked out the hawks. Isn’t that rude for a family of noble birth? A family that has called in calligraphy teachers for generations to recite the lines of the text.”

“It was your family that was rude. Talking about marrying off the heir to the family line.”

Grand Duchess Gong Ye-jeong didn’t even make eye contact with him.

He spoke coldly, like the winter air shining brightly on his face. As the host of the banquet, he was busy looking around.

Gwiiltae touched the armor on my waist.

“How can the message telling you to think about it be a joke? Go to a monk with high Dharma powers and he will tell you that your mind is full of demons. Even if you pretend to be noble, you are only concerned with protecting your own interests, so how can you expand your horizons?”

Gong Yajeong did not answer. She thought back on the advice of the swordsman.

―If you are in a position where you cannot afford to lose, you should not engage in combat until you have synchronized your breathing and phage and seen your opponent. A fight is a collection of variables. Before I refined my internal breathing, I had a hard time being confident of always winning against any poppy. It would be even worse in the realm of the underdogs.

Gwiiltae came out of nowhere and spoke to me.

She’s not perfect right now. We shouldn’t give her an excuse to fight.

‘Sword Master.’

I looked at a corner of the table set up under the sunshade. A young man with a youthful face was drawing the attention of those around him.

The moment you see his appearance, you feel a sense of unreality, and he glances at the young people around him, revealing his simple knowledge.

It seemed like he was looking at the heroes who were going to participate in the martial arts competition with curiosity.

To Gong Ya-jeong, the black cloud rain was rather mysterious.

‘It’s like being in another world.’

As a swordsman, I admired the Hyeoncheonmunju. It will be hard to forget the strange regret, longing, and loneliness that the sword dance under the moonlight gave off.

The same goes for the disciple who, without hesitation, taught the secrets of ten years of training. Perhaps it was because of his appearance. He approached me with the feeling of a noble spirit.

Even though there was a gap in status between the successor of Sega and a ronin, it was difficult to deal with them.

“What are you looking at? Hmm?”

A thick voice broke through her thoughts.

A fierce and powerful man, Gwiiltae. Another rival of the same age as Salhyeop.

Shanxi’s poverty was aggravated by people like Gui Yitai.

In this way, in public places, they act as disciples of a noble family, but outside, they fully display their nepotism and steal precious food from the common people.

Because of his elusive nature, it was not easy to identify him. Because it was difficult to confirm, only those who knew him kept quiet.

Kangho gradually became more savage.

As the grand duke of the Shanxi Guiga clan who inherited the vision of the Green Forest, it was like meeting my own world.

He has a status that makes him arrogant wherever he goes, a violent temperament, and powerful martial arts skills. He considers himself the center of the world.

He saw the newcomer with his dreamy black hair flowing down to his shoulders from a distance and slightly twisted his thick lips.

“I’ve seen so many strange things. I’m sure I’ll catch the eye of the Grand Duchess of Gongya. Is it a plaything?”

Damn it.

A large fur coat passed by, blocking Gong Yajeong’s right field of vision.

She didn’t stop it.

I wish Geomunbi had become acquainted with the many famous people of Shanxi. He is too good a person to die as a ronin.

It was more like a favor. If Nokrim Gwiga wanted to suppress Geommunju with his power, he would be his backer.

“Turn the Shaoxing wine over there.”

Gong Yajeong gave orders to the attendant standing behind her. She was pointing to the area around Hyeoncheonmunju Geomunbi.

* * *

Sarak.

The dark sleeve brushed the table. The sound of fabric rustling drew everyone’s attention.

It was a place where many people had keen hearing. It wasn’t easy to maintain composure among the unmanned people who had their senses heightened.

‘There’s something to see.’

Jeongyeonshin held the glass in silence.

Many people approached him with interest. Many of them focused their gaze on his face. It was something they had never experienced when he was wearing clothes with the rough prince character on them.

As I lowered my status and status, I realized that the world was more dangerous than I had thought. If I hadn’t entered the Imperial Palace, what would I be doing?

Suddenly, the pure blood robe buried in the ground came to mind. And the smooth, smiling figure of Chilsado also came to mind.

I shook my head inwardly. It was far from my temperament. It was far from my temperament.

‘I wonder if he became a disciple of the Sword Dragon Grandmaster. From the Jongnam faction.’

Jeongyeon Shin focused on feeling the surroundings while caressing her glass.

‘The man on the right who is eating meat without stopping is the first swordsman of Gogajeommun. The woman pouring a glass of alcohol on the front left is the young lord of Suwolmun. A certain Geum, who is said to be famous as a new talent in Changcheonbang, is stroking a sword near the back side door. The large man approaching from afar is a certain Gui of Sanseoguiga. And also… … .’

I checked off the goals one by one. I felt like I was on track.

I found out in advance through Gong Yajeong. They said that they were people who exploited people’s homes in all sorts of ways.

It was common for harvested grain to be periodically confiscated, and the food that the common people had prepared as tribute would be stolen like ghosts, forcing them to pay double taxes.

However, it was only circumstantial evidence. Kang Ho-in, who had honed his skills, never left a trace.

In Gongya Se-ga, they said that they could only guess at the evildoers based on the testimonies of the powerless common people.

A world where people are honest about their power. This is the reality of the famine-stricken world.

“They say that the 108 Arhat formations unfolded once again at Sungsan. It was a cloudy day, but they say that the clouds opened up greatly. They say that the visitors from Deungbong-hyeon all bowed down at once on the spot, so it must be true. They say that they saw the palm of Buddha’s hand.”

“Has His Majesty come down again?”

“Well, the world is in chaos. Who knows, some mighty monster might have been defeated by Shaolin monks.”

“Have you heard the rumor that the new sword master wiped out ten of the archery launchers in the dark battle?”

“A story from another world. I found a painting of a hermit by a painter named Tang Yin the day before yesterday. When I hung it on the wall, the air felt refreshing… It was indeed the work of a master. In terms of martial arts, it was a painting left by a peerless master of the sword.”

“You seem to have a lot of free time. Let’s go and take a look soon. Our estate smells like cow dung.”

“You saved a hundred cows during a famine? Do you have any fodder to feed them?”

“enough.”

There were men and women who took interest after hearing about the identity of Hyeoncheonmunju Geomunbi.

The attention of the surroundings was not only focused on Jeong Yeon-shin. It was a banquet for the noble families.

There were many groups of people who sat together in a closed manner and refused to approach. There was no room for a single guest in a gathering of the wealthy.

It was such a splendid drinking party.

Food and liquor from all over the region were brought in.

There was also Hangzhou’s famous Gyehwa Chicken, Sichuan’s Mapo Tofu, and Shanxi’s famous vinegar-flavored stir-fried mushrooms.

The delicious smell of food seemed to envelop the surroundings like fog.

The sword incense of the volcano faction’s immortals was a delicacy that even they could not use their strength for. Dozens of people laughed and chatted.

Contrary to Gong Yajeong’s wishes, Jeong Yeonshin had no desire to associate with them. She was satisfied with confirming their faces, bodies, auras, and names.

“You’re so shy. It’s unsightly.”

A loud voice came from above. The voice itself was extremely loud.

Jeongyeonshin raised her head without changing her expression. It was the person she had sensed earlier.

The man with the tall stature of a mountain man was looking down at him. The expression on his face was fierce.

“You said your last name was Geom? I’ve never heard of that last name before, but it must be because your family tree is lowly. Since you have no foundation, you came to the Gongya family to seek refuge. If that’s the case, you should at least use your beautiful tongue diligently. After all, what the Grand Duchess wants from you is to treat you as a distinguished guest.”

Some people whistled.

The children of noble families just looked on with deep eyes. It was a quarrel that always broke out whenever martial artists gathered together.

“The root… .”

Jeongyeonshin’s head tilted slightly to the side.

“They say you are from a bandit family.”

“… … .”

This time, a lot of attention was gathered.

Hongcheon Gwangdo Gwiiltae, along with Gongya Sogaju and Salhyeop, were considered strong contenders for the victory in the Non-Wood Tournament.

He is said to be a person who has polished the Iron Soul God Sword, which is the culmination of the purification of the Nokrim Taoist method, to the extreme.

He was famous for the anecdote in which he cut down with one stroke a dozen bandits who were charging on horseback.

The gaze that looked down was oppressive. It was a gaze that seemed to rarely look up at people.

It seemed like there was an intention to bring shame to the Gongya family through Jeong Yeon-shin.

at that time.

Jeongyeonshin suddenly raised her hand.

It was released as is.

There was no sword. The tension of the outstretched hand caused the air to bend and bend in a blur. It was from the side of Gwiiltae.

Blood gushed out like a vomit from the back of the demon, whose form was revealed as if the fog was taking shape.

Phew!

“Kwaaak!”

The characteristic red hair of the Blood Flame Sect Blood Sect Sword stood out.

The servant, who was walking cautiously while holding a bowl of food, was so surprised that he collapsed.

“Is that a stealth technique? It’s making my spirits spin!”

“Blood Flame Cult! Blood Flame Cult’s attack!”

In an instant, a huge explosion occurred. The sound of weapons being pulled out and shock waves of air power exploded everywhere.

The Blood Flame Cult’s unmanned troops, whose raid was discovered, poured in from all directions.

Whoa! Ss …

The axis shook. The peaceful atmosphere became heavy. Those who had mastered the quick sword were the first to spurt blood and fall, losing their balance.

In an instant, the situation became urgent.

Gongya Se-ga was originally famous for its abundance, but during a famine, the smell of food was so strong.

It was widely known that a banquet would be held to celebrate the opening of the competition.

It was likely that the bloodthirsty demons who had fled from the Shanxi branch in hunger were after him.

“Right! Block the right!”

“It’s a whip! He’s a master of trickery! Isn’t there a master of self-defense?”

“There are five Blood Sect Swords… …!”

As the masters responded immediately, all the attendants and servants screamed.

Although they are a rabble of bloodthirsty creatures with as many members as there are heads, to the common people they are close to being unstoppable monsters.

Sacrifice was inevitable.

That was until Jeongyeonshin moved.

He didn’t worry.

Sabak.

It was a step taken immediately after taking a quick look around the battlefield.

The moment a soft halo of light rose like smoke from beneath their feet, a large constellation was faintly drawn in the banquet hall.

The new model, which distorted the atmosphere, drew a long line and bent five times.

Oh my god!

The Blood Sword, which had barely managed to block the first blow with its sword, bounced away.

A tremendous roar swept through the banquet hall. The man was struck by a huge cannonball and turned into a bloody mess, pinned to the wall.

In the dimly lit constellations of broad daylight.

Kkwak! Kkwak!

Flesh shattered and blood exploded. Five shock waves followed one another as if they were one.