Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 344

Sequence Battle (5)

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A very wide stage where the three main characters are gradually closing the gap between themselves.

It is also a place where promotion ceremonies take place.

On one side, there is a luxurious viewing area. It has a clear view of the stage. Even though the awning casts a long shadow, the marble’s characteristic pale color is vivid.

The texture itself was so precious that it made me realize the hierarchy and status of those sitting there leisurely.

“What will happen?”

Yeoui Heavenly Pearl and Magwangik Pearl.

Aksurim, sitting with his legs crossed, tapped the toes of his smooth leather shoes.

The eyes looking down at the confrontation between the three continents are filled with joy. Like a girl with a spear spread out on her lap.

“I made them come together in groups of three to finish it quickly, but it seems like Myungryu has no intention of making a move. How sinister.”

She spoke.

Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu, who was sitting next to him, accepted those words.

“You will want to see the movements of the Magwangikju. The mind of the Great Master of Myungryu is one of the best in the Wonpyeongilgeomjang. He has never allowed even a speck of dust to enter any chaos.”

“Soyeon will be disappointed. She learned more about practical skills than infiltration.”

Myeolseomdaeju and Soyeondaeju went on a mission while each was making different Hwaniksambo.

In order to resolve the Qinghai incident between Xinjiang and Sichuan, the mission was to destroy the Jianghu sect that created a religion through martial arts.

A huge fog flows out of Xinjiang. Years of repeated crop failures.

There were many who took advantage of the chaotic times to bully the powerful and the people, so that the common people would voluntarily offer up their wealth.

“I think Soyeon’s method suits my feet. I wonder if it makes me feel like a noble person. The one made by Myeolseom was too rough.”

“The Soyeon Daeju showed great interest in the Hwanikbo. Unlike that Myeongryu Daeju… … .”

Yun So-yu trailed off. She kept her gaze fixed on the stage with an upright posture the whole time, and seemed to find Aksurim somewhat annoying.

The sharp and sharp handshake turned his gaze.

“What’s the Grand General doing? If someone saw you, they’d think you’d been to the Ice Palace.”

“… The Lord of Heavenly Wisdom is waiting for the Lord of Magic to pull out his sword.”

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong, who had been sitting there blankly like a bear, continued speaking slowly.

“I should have announced it right then, because I can’t believe it right now… … Of course, Jeong Dae-ju is not the type to lie, but this is no ordinary matter… From Shanxi to Yangyang, it takes time for the warriors of the Myungryu Army to spread the news… … .”

It was close to rambling. It meant that he wasn’t listening to Aksurim properly.

The sight of him repeatedly wiping his face with both large hands was so different from his usual, full-bodied appearance that she raised one eyebrow and glanced at the other.

The eldest son of the king from the royal family was seated there.

The cast iron sword of the swordsman. His straight back looks dignified.

He had been urging the decision of Wonpyeongilgeomjang without lowering his voice during the entire meeting where he had called together the leaders of Ip Hwangseong, but after Jeong Yeon-shin broke through the roof and came in, he had been holding himself back.

But no one let their guard down. They didn’t know what kind of secrets the snake might have in its mind.

“I think so.”

Suddenly, Joo-cheol opened his mouth.

“Let’s not see this as just an event to raise morale.”

Aksurim, who did not want to talk to him, quickly looked away. However, the precious royal bloodline did not crave attention from others.

He kept his eyes on the side profile of Jeong Yeon-shin as she took a step on the stage, and slowly brushed the beard under her chin.

Geomwigong Jucheol reviewed all of Jeongyeonshin’s past actions for a day.

Not only his actual age, but also the speed at which his martial arts skills have improved, and even the achievements he has been filling up without rest since his initiation.

“As far as I know, the Seventeen Black Dragons are like a wall to the warriors of the Imperial City. Although they may occasionally collapse from some artillery fire, they are extremely large and the thickest in the world… … .”

He continued to speak on his own even though no one particularly responded.

“I heard that when Magwangikju Seomye first ascended to the rank of Daeju, there was quite a bit of talk among the majority of the military forces, excluding Magwangik. He was leading the elite forces of the best faction in the world, and in some cases, he could even hold high-ranking officials, and he was only a little over Jihak in age. It was only thanks to the work of the Sacheonseong Myeonggongdo and the qualifications of the Grand Master that there was no major noise.”

The story of the cast iron gradually got faster.

As the gap between Yeouicheonju and Magwangikju narrowed to within five steps, his speech also reached a speed that only the great masters could recognize.

“Then what will happen when that young man takes off his black robe? And when he looks down on the position of the new sword master who encompasses all the armed forces?”

The most sensitive topic for the owners of the stone seats at the Wonpyeongilgeomjang came up.

The purple hierarchy immediately caught the attention of those at the top.

“Looking at him, he seems like he’d be known as a peerless master before he even becomes a sage, but he’s become the highest-ranking figure in a long-standing sect after not even five years of training? There’s no place like that in the world. It’s even harder in a place with such a long history as Iphwangseong. Can the proud royal family’s treasured swords really accept that young man’s military power as authority? And what about the Senate, which is just as picky as the old men of the old sect in the deep mountains and valleys? Even the kind-hearted sect leader has stepped down from his position.”

“…Your Majesty, I wonder what you mean by that.”

“Ah, Grand Master. So this is a place that can be seen from a political perspective. How rare is it? A case where a meeting between the Grand Masters is held and one can witness the scene firsthand.”

“… … .”

“The Grand General must have had that intention too. This is a chance to rank the seventeen great lords among the masters of the Ip Hwang Seong. No matter how different the actual martial arts are from the way they compete with the Bo Shin Gyeong, those watching from below will all be the same.”

A place where many great lords compete in martial arts during the Zhongxinhuan period.

There were only six black ones.

It is hard to come by in these troubled times. When will we see such numbers again? It may be the last time in the next ten years.

The 17th generation of the Shingeomdan. If the order to assemble all members, which has only been issued once since the founding of the nation, were not given today,

“No matter what happens in the future in the Black Order, this incident will be talked about. The youngest of the Wonpyeong Ilgeomjangs may one day destroy the resistance of the Iphwangseong warriors. Isn’t that bridge the origin of the popular divination method in this castle?”

Joo-cheol nodded downwards with an indifferent face.

“I wonder what kind of expressions the high-ranking officials and upper class people will have on their faces as they line up towards the Black Three Gangs, expecting the honey water to fall from the new sword master of the Chadae.”

Before he knew it, the two large coins that had brushed his sleeve were in his eyes. None of the high-ranking officials of Ip Hwang Seong sitting at the head table raised any objections.

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Jeongyeonshin and Bukgungah.

The huge stage shook with a loud cracking sound. The stone floor shattered with each step taken.

Jeongyeonshin turned around, dodging Bukgungah’s hand that was trying to undo her collar with her forearm.

The moment the pitch-black sleeves rubbed against each other, a shock wave spread as if the air was torn apart.

‘It ends with a hot sum. Do not use more than two consecutive moves, and only use the Boshin-gyeong and Geumna-su to disrupt the opponent’s behavior.’

Jeong Yeon-shin recalled the rules of the bet on the mission. They would only fight with their hands and feet, and the results would be left to the votes of the three black men watching from above.

Even if you intentionally delay your departure like a famous poet who passes by on the edge of your vision, it means that your seniors will consider it before making a decision.

I don’t want to give in. Even though he respects many of his seniors.

‘I have to give it my all.’

It was a courtesy to those who left for the leader of the Myunggyo sect and did not return.

Because they were fellow siblings living in the same fence on the rough rivers and lakes, I also wanted to give Baek Mi-ryeo a chance to see her blood relative’s grave.

“The origins are indeed different.”

Bukgung-ah, who had crossed her body with him, spoke in a smiling voice.

“There are no limits to the defense. It seems like he is using that arrogant slogan very directly.”

“Arrogant bastard… …?”

Jeong Yeon-shin couldn’t refute him. Although he didn’t agree with him at all, Yeo-ui-cheon-ju Bukgung Seonbae was a gentleman who had immersed his eyes in the depths of the earth.

How can one discuss the character of someone who is kind to everyone like Confucius? One can only swallow one’s resentment toward oneself.

It was the first time since his niece Jeong-hye had spoken bitterly. He was deeply shocked, so he nodded his head slightly and turned the wheel of his heart. To calm his mind.

“…I’ll be right back.”

“It’s different from the rumors. I thought there was going to be a big fight once.”

Why are you so gentle? Bukgung-ah’s eyebrows twitched as she prepared for her next appearance.

-Thank you, Senior Bukgung. I have been enlightened by your personality.

She thought as she walked. Wasn’t that sarcasm?

There were almost no black colleagues who were on good terms with Bukgung-ah.

Even Xiahou Weijin, who is difficult to approach in terms of age, is always verbally abusive to Yeo-ui Cheonju. Although he feels the minimum of affection as a fellow student, no one treats him kindly.

Likewise, she did not long for someone’s warmth. As long as the northern warrior was alive, she could not rest her body and mind at ease.

What does it matter? Bukgung-ah quickly gave up on the thought.

“I don’t care about that guy. Let’s mix it up again.”

While talking to Ma Gwang-ik-ju, whose personality was difficult to determine, he winked to one side.

Jeongyeonshin’s gaze followed hers. There was another completely unfamiliar wave.

The leader of the Myungryudaeju (冥流隊主). A monster with a body wrapped in gray bandages and wearing a black robe. His body, which looked sturdy but had sharp lines, gave away the fact that he was a man.

He just stood there blankly, not saying a word.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had bowed to the Great Master of Myungryu, turned her gaze again. Bukgung-ah was approaching her with the corners of her lips raised.

Jeongyeonshin walked while strangely moving through the invisible energy waves that had been spread out by Hwanikbo, and it seemed like she had figured out a lot from the first exchange.

At her feet, whitish aerodynamic waves were forming large, circular waves.

Yeah, yeah, yeah

The resonance of my inner energy is loud. The steps for the decisive step are continuing.

I will make a big step forward in front of Jeongyeonshin. I will attack his weakness with a direction and use the power of the blast he has generated to dispel it.

And he would undo the collar of his clothes with a golden screw or pull out his sword.

However, Jeong Yeon-shin, who was famous for using both the recommended and the sword methods, could not leave his sword behind without caring about his appearance.

Even if Bukgung-ah, a master of the sword, didn’t use any special weapons.

‘It’s a method that has six defenses, but… by spreading the energy wave in advance, the propulsion wave is strengthened.’

Jeongyeonshin thought.

I have seen a similar martial art. It is a technique that I have recently taken up as my main topic. It is strikingly similar to the swordsmanship of Murong Jia.

‘Senior Bukgung is also using space. I heard he’s looking forward to the next purple color.’

The wind streams extending from Bukgung-ah’s long legs swayed and swept across six directions.

A terrible oppression. It felt like small, translucent dragons were running wild. There was an arrogant sense that there was no need to use all the space.

He approached Jeongyeonshin very kindly. There really are only six directions.

“… … ?”

While Bukgung Ah felt boundless respect from her junior through the upper body, she flinched, and Jeong Yeon-shin concentrated her light energy on the Yongcheon point on the sole of her foot.

The aerodynamic stream running down my thigh felt hot.

Today, in this place, we must show that we surpass all the darkness. After all, the shining studies of our seniors will not fade regardless of the results.

He took another slow step.

thud-!

True awakening.

As the cracks spread in all directions, large and small pieces of rock shot into the air. In a very short moment, the propulsion from the heel to the calf was stronger than before.

The limbs and even the meridians became long like divine swords. The power accumulated in the acupuncture points swirled around with incomparable strength.

A heavy rebound is felt on the hand that is extended as the body is slightly leaned forward. A whirlwind pours out as if the atmosphere is screaming. Bukgung-ah, who has come up to the front in one step and filled the field of vision, raises the corners of her mouth.

It was an expression that said she had expected this to happen. At the same time, a whitish current of light air rose from her feet and swept Jeongyeonshin’s bangs up.

Wow!

Bukgung-ah’s pitch-black bangs disappeared in an instant. Only her black hair, tied in a single strand, brushed the tip of her white chin.

As soon as she got within arm’s reach, she leaned back. Her other foot came up with a crashing sound like a wall bomb.

An incredibly powerful slashing motion was directed at Jeongyeonshin’s outstretched hand.

bang!

A shockwave spread along with a spectacular somersault. An aerodynamic wave so powerful that the entire area was instantly blurred.

Even if the Black Three Gangs had clashed, it would have been a believable aftermath. However, the wind of Bukgung-ah, who had occupied the six directions, did not subside at all.

However, the wind currents of Bukgung-ah that occupied the six directions did not subside at all. The air currents that encouraged footsteps seemed to be carved into the space. It was the realm of will and sense.

Bukgung-ah, who had come down while folding her leg that had collided with Jeongyeonshin’s hand, immediately jumped up again.

The wind around her rippled wildly.

The meaning of the movements was clear.

The aerodynamic waves embedded in the six directions superimpose propulsion force on Bukgung-ah’s body that faithfully follows the path, thereby catching up with the opponent’s movements at an accelerated speed.

Hwaaaaak―!

She blurred before Jeongyeonshin’s eyes, then appeared from the side as if using a teleportation technique.

The successive movements of the Hwanik Sambo and Hwanik Sabo. All movements are finely divided and the secrets of Jeon Sa Kyung, Jin Gak, Gwon Ki, and Chon Kyung are implemented through the Myeongmun points on the limbs and back.

The crescent-shaped ripples that Jeong Yeon-shin created, centering around her who had seen through all of the mysteries, exploded with a bang.

It was a group of extremely high achievers.

Even the aerodynamic waves that had been trapped between Jeongyeonshin’s heels and the ground were shattered into pieces. It was accompanied by a noise like a whole bundle of paper being torn apart.

It was as if he had been deprived of the opportunity to properly follow the law. Bukgung-ah reached the extreme state of Samhwachwijeong and created a momentary brain jade.

No noticeable counterattack was made.

Until she quickly grabbed her junior’s sword and pulled it out.

Sling-

The sunlight came down like starlight, riding on the blade.

An exceptionally brilliant white light. The sword blade, which seemed to have been carved from the nebulae dotted across the night sky, was reflected in Bukgung-ah’s eyes. It was something she could not help but recognize.

The Meteor Sword of the Murong Family’s Seonghwi Great Sword Army.

Bukgung-ah, whose eyes were wide open, was unable to enjoy the victory. Neither those sitting in the upper seats of the stage nor the blue and white warriors standing below made any proper noise.

Sarak.

Bukgung-ah’s hair, untied, falls like ebony.

The ends of the black robe that had been covering her upper body were also hanging at the feet of the Demon Swordsman. Like a piece of armor that had been shattered on a northern battlefield, it was held in his hand.

Hwanik Obo.

Jeongyeon Shin opened up time.