Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 387

◈ New Sword (3)

A whirlwind of cloudy waves.

It literally reached the sky. This is because the hemispherical space created by Gongwolmoo did not reach the actual sky.

At this moment, a dragonfly made of pieces of the Hosin Ganggi was forming a crack in the ceiling.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

On the surface of the whirlpool, fragments of the halo repeatedly twinkled and disappeared.

There was a noise like a rock breaking apart. The space made of sorcery and martial arts gradually cracked.

The Sacheonjeilin was trapped in the whirlwind.

It was as if he had been forcibly lifted into the air. The bottle hanging from his waist had long since been shattered into pieces.

“This… this is…!”

The golden feather-shaped self-defense banner was constantly torn by the whirlwind. Blood oozed out from the gaps in the strong wind, formed by faint rays of light.

During that time, Geumsimunju routinely performed empty steps and empty and empty paths.

Just floating her body in the air doesn’t restrict her movements. That’s how it is.

[They say that the flower rain of Sacheon can even trap dragons. People are no different.]

Jeong Yeon-shin said.

His self-defense technique is based on the Mancheonhwawoo. Although it may seem disorganized at first glance, it moves according to the thoughts.

Even the whirlpool of the ‘Holy Spirit’ could be seen as a path in every trajectory. This was because the magic of the sword was added.

“… … !”

The golden phoenix could not come out. It was just writhing in the air.

When I tried to move my wrist, my entire elbow lifted up.

When I was about to release a powerful blast of energy through the Yongcheon point on the sole of my foot, a sudden, thick, cold wind pushed my calves and thighs diagonally.

The currents that swirled violently were incredibly complex. It was different from when the two first met at Geumsimun.

The winds of the sword repeatedly bend and twist in the air. Every trajectory is a change. The years that did not exist before were melting away.

“iced coffee……!”

[Just die.]

Ma Gwang-ik-ju quietly looks up at her.

It has insight into all muscle movements. It even sees through and responds to aerodynamic waves occurring in the blood vessels.

He was well versed in the human body. He even had a sense of the heavens.

Equalized energy.

Internal energy where the nature of opposition becomes meaningless.

Fragments of a self-defense weapon that has its resilience raised to its limit.

The sense of Jeongyeonshin controlling all of those lights with the Sunryongihwagyeol, and the enemy’s movements completely uncovered while dividing over two hundred combinations.

Geumsimunju is a character who specializes in close combat and tribute. Even Gongwolmu was a skill that assisted in close combat.

Even at the very beginning of the fight, he was hit by a sword and fell helplessly.

The deadly approach of the completed Mancheonhwawoo was no different from that of her and Jiaolong.

Birds cannot avoid wind and rain.

Defense was impossible.

Kkaaa …

The scream she let out was like the cry of a bird of prey. The echoes were so loud that it seemed like she was letting it out with her whole body, not her mouth.

Jeongyeonshin stood there dumbfounded, maintaining her composure.

‘Just a little more.’

The feeling of the upper part of my head burning was rather proof that this was the season when the Holy Spirit could communicate with the transcendent master.

Dizziness was nothing. Even though I was seeing multiple gold stars, I could bear it.

yet.

A translucent vortex burst from the ceiling of the Gongwolmu, and transformed into hundreds of gusts of wind.

The whirlpool, which had unraveled into countless strands, pushed away the nearby dirt and dust and disappeared.

Saaaaaaaa―

The faint star cluster returns and seeps into Jeongyeonshin’s body.

He lowered his eyelids for a moment.

The fragments of light gathered again in the heart, forming a halo. It didn’t feel as powerful as before.

It was because I had used up a lot of energy, but it was a problem that would have improved if I had taken the time to eat breakfast.

‘The price for defeating the Four Heavenly Kings and the Transcendent One is light.’

Jeongyeonshin thought calmly.

As I strained my eyes, my vision became clearer. On the desolate ground, without a single piece of grass or tree, there was a rag covered in dust.

It was a golden hour.

Blood was visible instead of skin through the torn hem of the clothes. The sight of it glistening red was gruesome.

A dark red area was growing from the ground where the body was lying.

ha…….

I felt a thin breath.

It was internal energy breathing. It seemed like he had entered the state of un-ki-jo-sik, faintly creating waves of energy.

Jeong Yeon-shin absentmindedly thought of the Ten Commandments. A person who had died and come back to life twice by herself and the Blood Flame Cult Leader.

The peerless masters were all so strong that they were tired of it. They were no different from the nobles of the Blood Flame Sect who had immortality.

‘head.’

Damn it.

He moved his heavy legs. It was with the activation of the orthostatic hypotension that stabilized his body. The sound of his breathing, slurping, gradually became closer.

Geumsimunju’s body trembled.

“Don’t come. Go away… … .”

He didn’t respond.

The moment I stopped walking, just in front of the Golden Gate, the dust that had been hovering around my feet suddenly scattered to the left and right.

At the same time, the flow of natural moisture that had been gathering in her nose was also cut off.

A footstep that broke through the momentum. It looked fantastic.

Geumsimunju’s eyes wavered. Her pupils were still golden, just as they had always been.

“With the law, fortune…?”

“I thought I would be able to complete the Eight Steps if I faced you.”

Jeong Yeon-shin said. It was a lot of fun to reverse the destruction method, but it was not effective in improving the Dharma.

It wasn’t too bad. There were many touchstones. If I left here, I would have established myself as a typhoon in the entire Gangho region. I had to anticipate the challenges of the peerless masters.

“It’s fortunate that I can at least practice my Holy Spirit. Wasn’t the self-defense technique pretty good?”

“That’s not… a self-defense weapon… no… .”

It was a loser’s story. Jeong Yeon-shin only said what she wanted to say.

“Since they’ve mobilized that much power in Yunhui Peak, there must be no remaining power for Sima Wei of Sacheon. The influence that Yeo-ryeong and Pae-geom-jong can exert in other regions will be limited.”

“I don’t know about each and every one of those things.”

Geumsimunju, who was lying face down with her lips cracked red, twitched. Then, she slightly raised her head and her eyes met Jeongyeonshin’s.

“How did you do it… …?”

in the end.

The attention of the Four Heavenly Kings, who looked down on the world, was completely directed at Jeong Yeon-shin.

It was the madness and gaze of a peerless master, a madman who built up his martial arts by understanding and realizing the principles of all things in the universe.

“what?”

“That herb just now… wasn’t just Mancheonhwawoo. Balsan Gugyeol, Ganggi (罡氣), Igieogeom, each piece has a different way… It’s not something a human’s upper body can handle. To hunt me, the shaman gave you the Yangsimgong… …?”

A non-partisan, arrogant, and ignorant person. He is a peerless ignorant person who divides his thoughts into several groups.

Jeongyeon Shin also thought about that one day.

I wonder if it would be possible to simultaneously use the Ultimate Lightning and the Seonryongihwagyeol, which unleash the full power of the entire body into a circle.

Woof-

He shook his head briefly, while strengthening the great circulatory system of the Jeonggadonggong, which stabilizes the body.

“I tried to cover the secrets of the sword with the self-defense weapon as a martial art. It wasn’t hard to imagine the flow.”

“… It’s a pun.”

“They say that unleashing all the martial arts you’ve honed your entire life into one go is the life-saving remedy for the best masters. Your Gongwolmu, which broke the mold, has broadened my horizons.”

Two of the Dokmun martial arts were combined.

Jeongyeonshin thought as she stroked the handle of the sledgehammer with her thumb. Now that she has a hold of the thread, she can go further.

The gold in Geumsimunju’s eyes faded.

“It’s different. Gongwolmu is not a skill, it’s a state of mind. Even if you use the upper body as if you’re breathing, it’s not like that… … .”

“Is it difficult to breathe?”

“… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin refined her insights in a quiet space. Geum Si-mun-ju is the best in Sacheon, recognized by the world.

Even seemingly insignificant questions and answers contained insight and enlightenment.

A location that makes you realize anew even things you already knew. The view on Gongwolmu was also something to keep in mind.

‘It’s not a skill, it’s an image… ‘

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was inwardly worried, adjusted her grip on the sword.

“You said earlier that you would go to Cheonha. I heard that you don’t move unless it’s for the sake of a spirit. What were you thinking about?”

“…the southernmost part of this land.”

“The Haenam Imugi was caught by the traitor of Bonseong.”

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke, recalling her maternal grandfather’s face. It was a story she had heard in passing while chatting about the Purple River.

Do you know the previous Shingeomdanju well? Geumsimunju changed his words as if he was turning over his hand.

“Then west.”

“Why?”

“I have a hometown. It’s a place with beautiful mountains.”

She said. Jeongyeon Shin nodded slowly.

“See you after you die.”

There was no answer. It ended when Hwan-ik-bo stopped eating Un-gi-jo-sik. He had to bear the Holy Spirit with his whole body, and he was unable to recover from his severe internal injuries in time.

Geumsimunju’s face turned pale. Death was approaching rapidly.

Jeong Yeon-shin asked.

“Why are you so obsessed with the dragon that you harm innocent people and their livelihoods?”

“Because that’s my destiny.”

It was right after she spoke of the will of heaven.

Hwaak-!

Suddenly, a golden halo appeared and spread to Jeongyeonshin’s feet. It was a radiance that originated from Geumsimunju’s body.

In an instant, the shape of a giant bird appeared above her body and then disappeared.

“People are obsessed with their names… and want the attention of future generations… … .”

Geumsimunju said. Her eyes had a dry playfulness that she sometimes showed when she drank alcohol.

“There are beings who want to return to heaven without leaving a trace. They don’t want to be tainted by your hands.”

A spectacle close to a transfer unfolds.

Her body turned golden. The sight of it quickly fading away was very mysterious.

A wave of aerodynamic force that powerlessly swept the hem of Jeongyeonshin’s trousers like a gentle breeze.

Was he really not a human but a monster with great strength? It is said that spirits rarely leave traces of themselves on earth. This is because human greed extends to corpses as well.

“I’m not going to die because I’m defeated. I’m going to leave the world of Saba and ascend to heaven…”

thud!

Suddenly, a colorless ripple appeared in the air and crashed down.

“… … !”

The wind that pressed down on the golden quill and scattered translucently. Her body instantly became clear, and the golden light disappeared without a trace.

“You messed up your magic once, and yet you keep making excuses.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had shaken off her hand once, fixed her sword. She had experienced quite a bit of alcohol and martial arts since coming to Sacheon.

If the casting speed is not fast enough to be used in battle, it is now possible to block it with a kick.

It was time to end this journey of martial arts.

“Just die now.”

The divine sword Yeol-Rae transformed into an eerie beam of light.

The sword strike that ran down from above cut off Geumsimunju’s neck with a bang. It was a dull sword because it had lost some of its strength, but it was enough to take her head.

Bam.

A face full of astonishment rolls on the ground.

At the same time, the space above my head began to shatter. The realm of the Gongwolmu was shattered, revealing a large part of the night sky.

Jeong Yeon-shin immediately closed her eyes. She had scattered the accumulated power of the Golden Shimunju into Jeong Ga-dong’s pupils, so she had to briefly turn the wheel of light to accumulate it.

Outside is a battlefield. With the disappearance of Gongwolmu, the spirituality of the dragon that had been dwelling in his heart also disappeared.

‘Let us remember the power of the perfect land.’

While he was imagining the feeling of light in his mind, he was also concerned about his senior lords.

Many of those gathered outside were elite members of the Daebangpa.

They are all stronger than other ronin, and their numbers are in the hundreds. They are a force that anyone would be prepared to die for. How many more difficult battles will they have to endure?

‘The severe internal injuries were not healed.’

The aftermath of killing the first person in Sacheon was enormous. It affected both internal and external injuries.

The acupuncture points were torn and burst, and the wounds reached all the way to the bone. The temporary orthopedic surgery was only a temporary measure.

Shaolin’s Mingjingdan is no longer there. The elixir of Heavenly Sword that was entrusted to Taeyeonryong was also used for the transformation.

There were also elixirs given to the great lords of the original nature, but they had long since disappeared without a trace due to the tribute of the Golden Gate Lord.

Saaaaa―

The night sky gradually grows larger.

Jeong Yeon-shin stood there blankly, calculating his own martial arts. The Sword-Ray-Seom-Ryung-Sik and the Si-Hwa-Mu-Geuk-Su were no good. The power that bounced inside the body and the energy consumption had to be minimal.

‘Let’s go with one-handed Baekta. Assist with swordsmanship.’

It was just after I recalled the fighting style inspired by the Ungajeilkwon the other day.

Slowly.

The hemispherical space was completely cleared.

The vast night sky spread out. The smell of grass, unique to the mountains late at night, lingered. It was very pungent.

Under the densely twinkling stars.

There was a field of corpses.

A sight of broken weapons stuck in the hot springs. There were also huge pits here and there, as if they had been struck repeatedly with deep internal energy. A foul smell spread from the stagnant blood.

It was a quiet night.

A dozen or so shadows were cast long across the countless corpses strewn about. Each of them turned or stood up.

The soft starlight poured down on their pitch-black robes.

“… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin silently met their eyes. The body of Geumsimunju, cut in two, was lying at her feet.