Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 413

◈ Beijing (5)

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The rumor that the Shin Geum Danju and Ma Guang Yiju had entered Beijing was the talk of the town.

It was talked about by all kinds of people, regardless of clan or status, including the powerful, commoners, and warriors.

Yellow color.

The Hwangrip Bangpa who protects the safety of the people in the martial arts world.

Regardless of the recent behavior of the Seventeen Continents under the Shingumdan, they have generated a lot of talk, both positive and negative.

This is because, unlike other government offices, it brings with it a sense of bloodshed and cheerfulness.

Even Jeongyeonshin heard people gossiping outside today about her appearance.

That was the extent of the interest in the Shingeomdan.

Among them, if you are the owner of the Ipsin Sword, you are known to be a status that even the highest-ranking official of the first rank would find it difficult to request a private meeting with you.

As soon as you set foot in Beijing, you must obtain permission to enter the palace. This was true even though the Forbidden City was the most difficult palace to enter in the world.

but.

This time, that wasn’t the case.

Yong Hee-myeong and Jeong Yeon-sin had to stay in the Ihwangseong Hall in Beijing for more than three days.

It couldn’t be said that the pavilion was a place of low status.

A dozen or so servants sweep, clean, and manage the main building and yard, and a blue-collared master of the original family lives there to entertain guests.

However, it was not a place where the new sword master of Iphwangseong could kill time without even being allowed to enter the palace.

It was called Beijing politics.

The time it takes to meet makes you realize the weight of your mistakes.

However, it was not known whether this was the Emperor’s order or the work of someone in charge of internal affairs while he was away.

‘It won’t be easy either way.’

Jeongyeonshin slowly took a deep breath.

The long exhalation from my mouth was carried away by the wind, along with the dust that had risen in a thick cloud earlier.

From the time we arrived in Beijing until now, we have been on a losing streak.

Yong Huimyeong, who had wanted to hone his martial arts skills, really shared his skills with Jeong Yeonshin.

They practiced swordsmanship, boxing, and a mixture of both, with a limited amount of force applied.

In the process, Jeong Yeon-shin lost to Yong Hee-myeong several times.

It was a natural thing to do. But I enjoyed it because I gained something great from every fight.

At times, I vaguely felt a sense of accomplishment towards Gongwolmu, so at these moments, the visit of uninvited guests was unpleasant.

“If a guy who has mastered the art of drawing pupils takes such deep breaths.”

Yonghee Myung smiles with his back to the main gate.

“Aren’t you scared?”

He spoke eloquently.

Saaaaa―

The purple silk that wraps around the body of the new sword master sways in the wind.

He didn’t seem to care about the presence of the manager who was exerting a huge pressure on him from behind. It was a behavior that suited Jeong Yeon-shin very well.

“Can we start again here?”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked softly. The person stepping on the threshold at this moment was wearing unusual clothing.

A gorgeous red official uniform, with a dark-colored hat covering the head solemnly.

He even wore a belt embroidered with gold patterns around his waist, and the surface of it seemed to be shiny like a blade, like a soft sword.

If you unroll it and spread it out, it will turn into a sword that makes a loud crack like a whip.

A person who enters and exits the palace wearing a military uniform as clothing.

It is impossible without the Emperor’s permission. He must be someone who directly obeys the Emperor’s orders.

“So, you’re worried about the eunuch? The young ladies of the prestigious Beijing families who have acquired considerable martial arts skills treat you like a stone Buddha.”

Yonghee Myung nods his head playfully.

Jeong Yeon-shin did not necessarily answer that those young ladies were no different from stones.

When he went on a mission to kill the Zhuge family, he saw the qualities of a rock that could withstand a thousand years of worldly waves from the Gongye family siblings and became a true adult.

“Yes, why did the eunuch, who had not received any news even after sending a message, come here?”

Yong Hee-myeong turned around and asked.

“… … .”

There was a moment of silence. The area around the main gate of the pavilion, which had been deliberately left open due to Yong Huimyeong’s instructions, had been crowded with people, but now there was only a eunuch named Sa-ye-sa and a eunuch. Both were of noble birth.

‘hmm?’

Suddenly, Jeong Yeon-shin’s eyes filled with joy. It was because her eyes met with the eunuch of the famous clan who was escorting the eunuch.

A person who gave a swallow to Jeong Yeon-sin, who responded to the Crown Prince’s call during the Black Promotion.

“Your Majesty, I hope you’ve been doing well. I’ve been using the white smoke a lot. We’ve become quite close.”

“… it was fine.”

It seemed as if the hardships of life were melted into a single word. There was a faint doubt on Jeong Yeon-shin’s face when she was young.

“Upon arrival in Beijing.”

The eunuch opened his mouth.

“I wondered how you could sit so leisurely.”

When her blue eyes briefly captured his gaze, he felt a certain chill.

Was it the spirit of a high-ranking official? He was someone who governed the lives of people and the great affairs of the country with words and pen.

“I didn’t know that you would be so excited about nurturing your juniors. That person named Shingeomdanju.”

The eunuch closed his sleeves and concluded his speech.

“You’re talking nonsense.”

Laughter flowed from Yonghee Myung’s back as he faced her.

“You call a drone that is already close to completion a male? That is an insult to the nature of the Ma Gwang-ik-ju. You will have to pick a day and apologize to him.”

“You are the enemy of the enemy. I am sure you know why your majesty’s entry into the palace has been delayed.”

“It may be because His Majesty is busy with public works. Or it may be because of a high-ranking official who is wielding all authority on His Majesty’s behalf, who is depressed from his long life as crown prince.”

Yong Hee-myeong mocks the eunuch with a smile on his face.

If someone else had said this in Beijing, it would have gotten them killed without anyone noticing, but that wasn’t the case for the new sword master.

But the eunuch’s expression was indifferent.

“For a moment, the power you gathered was enough to plan for Beijing. The power of the Iphwangseong Shingumdan becomes valuable when it is scattered. You should know that even if you spread a mat under the palace gate and prostrate yourself to ask for forgiveness, it will not be enough.”

“That is just the eunuch’s personal opinion. I guarantee that His Majesty will think differently.”

“It’s a shame. Since your letter showed no sign of reflection, I couldn’t bring myself to deliver the message to the Emperor.”

Yong Hee-myeong, who was snickering, placed one hand on his waist.

“I guess you want to press the Shingeomdan while you’re at it. The Emperor is probably out of the office, so what do you think of my aura?”

“… … .”

“There is no need to say more. Right now, the world is on the verge of collapse due to a famine, and the loss of power in Ihwangseong is too much for those who are just drawing from Beijing to calculate. In order to refresh this huge and gloomy atmosphere and gallop across the world… I need a new purple color for my nature, so I hope you will cooperate.”

Yong Hee-myeong’s lower body was very natural. The overwhelming momentum that was ingrained in his body made him like that.

At the same time, the spirit of the eunuch who faced him without much agitation also stood out.

“How about telling me about your work?”

“This comes first. Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility for my sins.”

“The appointment of the Purple Order is not something that is made lightly. His Majesty is a rare sage ruler who listens to the words of all officials. You yourself have experienced the Purple Order, so you should know. It takes a long time to gather all those opinions into one… … .”

“Go and see for yourself. Those who are well-versed and intelligent tend to only value the jewels they have seen firsthand. This is a good thing.”

Yonghee Myung slightly spreads out both arms.

At the same time, Jeong Yeon-shin felt the sounds of people rushing towards her from the distant direction of the Forbidden City.

A heavy aerodynamic wave. It was a trace of the royal martial arts that I had once felt from the main character of the Ip Hwang Ma family.

“If a eunuch of the highest rank, one person below the ground, escapes the palace with such a fearsome air, how can the many officials, who have to be alert even to the sound of a rat in the Forbidden City, remain still?”

Yonghee Myung laughed.

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Those wearing silk official uniforms gathered in the open space of the Iphwangseongjeon Hall. According to Jeong Yeon-sin, each and every one of them was splendid.

There were the Dochalwon, the Dongchang, the Geumuiwi, and even the Five Military Commands and the local Pojeongsa.

Yong Hui-myeong asked them to shake hands with him in front of them. Jeong Yeon-sin did not refuse.

“Is it as usual?”

Yong Hee-myeong stood facing him and smiled.

“Of course. If we don’t put a limit on the available energy, Beijing might blow up. Then, it’s definitely a traitor.”

“All right.”

Jeong Yeon-shin nodded. He wasn’t curious about the expressions on the faces of the officials around him.

Recently, he was filled with thoughts of testing his fighting skills, which had been sharpened like a precious sword, on the new sword master of the time.

“What outstanding spirit.”

Yonghee Myung raises the corners of his lips.

“I can tell just by looking at your expression. Seomye, you are currently… … .”

Yong Hee-myeong’s smile, which had been on his face as if he had been hit once, suddenly grew darker. Even though he hadn’t drawn his sword, the energy radiating from it was reminiscent of a sword.

As he took a step closer to Samjang Street, a cloud of dust rose.

“Do you think you can win?”

At that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin felt Yong Hui-myeong’s sword circle unfold. A chill ran down her spine.

The surrounding scenery became hazy and distant in my mind.

The fight has already begun. If you get involved, you’ll be defeated without being able to do anything.

The fiery energy boiling from his heart spread throughout his body, regulating every muscle and vein in his body.

At the same time, he exhaled his true energy outside his body, making the entire smokescreen his domain. A whitish fog rose slowly from beneath his feet.

At that moment, a flash of sword light emerged from Yong Hee-myeong’s waist and cut through the white mist in a straight line.

‘Faster than before…!’

Jeong Yeon-shin narrowed her eyes as she barely avoided the Hwan-ik-bo’s retreating technique. It was a faster and more fatal blow than when she had fought and lost the previous day at Sam-sip-hap.

This is a part where you can really feel that Yong Hee-myeong is still a master in his prime. Even in Ip Hwang-seong, who hates stagnation, he was someone whose growth speed was particularly remarkable.

‘At least you have to achieve Baekjungsae.’

He adjusted his energy and delved into the divine technique of the Wind God. At that moment, a terrifying sword light flew through the gradually thickening fog and brushed past his sleeve.

At the same time, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had gathered the history of the Shihwamugeuksu and twisted her upper body to the side, pushed away the sword of Ipsingeom as if striking it with both hands. It was a heavy defensive technique.

Wow!

The sword of the spirits let out a fierce resonance. A dull vibration was also transmitted to Jeongyeonshin’s hand.

If you are in a situation where you have been robbed of the initiative by a peerless master who is charging forward with flashiness like Yong Hee-myeong, being careless can actually be poison.

It was obvious that he would lose if he didn’t regain his momentum. Jeong Yeon-shin diverged the paths of the internal energy flowing through each of his hands.

Thud!

He once again blocks Yongheemyeong’s sword strike that is extended in a chain reaction with Sihwamugeuksu, and in an instant, he transforms his superiority into a fist and extends it.

With his clenched fist, the fierce career of Jeicho Jinbyeok skipped the process of accumulation and advanced towards Yongheemyeong’s fame like a single shell.

However, Yongheemyeong’s swordsmanship skills were beyond imagination.

Jjeong!

He spins his body like a whirlwind and his elbow strike collides with Jeongyeonshin’s fist, weakening Jinbyeok’s momentum.

At the same time, the sword that had been spiraling back with the sound of metal breaking collided with Jeong Yeon-shin’s two hands one after another, and he suppressed the fighting style with great vigour.

‘We have to turn the tide… …!’

At that moment, when Yong Hee-myeong was concentrating on mixing his hands, the fog of the light wheel that moved according to the magic of the sword shook once.

This is Jeongyeonshin’s area. The halo energy spread through the air penetrates the entire body, slowing down the enemy’s speed and weakening their strength and reactions.

The moment Yong Hui-myeong made a face of “Oh no!”, Jeong Yeon-shin’s tactics changed to spiral, spiral, and circular movements, and she launched a counterattack, defense, and heo-cho in succession.

At the same time, close combat like a fight unfolded.

Jeong Yeon-shin, who showed the recommended method of not allowing even a single blow like an illusion or a swamp and flowing everything away, was already close to a perfect warrior, and Yong Hui-myeong’s sword skills of moving the sword like an arm and leg at close range and disrupting the path were in the realm of wonder.

Magwangikju and Shingeomdanju.

Colorless fragments of the true energy scatter in all directions and ascend, constantly disturbing Yongheemyeong’s vision.

The exchange of hands seems to be making no progress, as if they are hitting each other with dark clouds.

In that way, Yonghee Myung was gradually slowed down by the waves of the light wheel that were slowly but continuously digging in.

Swish!

However, he was not completely pushed back. The sword of the spirit continued to scatter the fog of the halo around him in all directions while aiming for a single point.

The pure white trajectory intertwined with Jeongyeonshin’s bluish hands, creating a loud clashing sound.

Each change of movement created countless trajectories, and the clash of sword and hand caused a loud noise and a chilling explosion.

Damn it!

The sleeves of Jeongyeonshin’s robe, torn by the sword wind, flutter and scatter.

At some point during the seventy-second match, Jeong Yeon-shin confirmed that Yong Hui-myeong’s sword power and sword speed were not decreasing.

It seemed that he was blocking the penetration of the light wheel machine with his uniquely strong internal energy.

The divine magical power emitted by the Neungbeop Gwangryungi cannot be blocked by internal energy alone, but it was different for a master who could generate subtle fever with his true energy.

There’s no end to this.

It would be easy to think that Yong Hee-myeong, who is pouring out swords, would tire quickly, but his stamina is truly limitless, as he became a peerless master without even undergoing a complete transformation.

Rather, it is Jeong Yeon-sin who has focused on practicing Qigong until recently that may fall first.

‘It starts here.’

He focused his thoughts on the center of his right hand while pushing the sword blade obliquely upwards as it passed past his right temple.

He was trying to use the internal energy he had recently learned. Jeong Yeon-shin’s two hands began to move independently as if he had learned the two-mindedness technique of the Wudangpa.

The superior arm gathers energy and the inferior arm blocks attacks.

As Jeongyeonshin’s prayer became more and more quiet, Yongheemyeong’s thick eyebrows twitched.

Immediately afterwards, Yongheemyeong’s gorgeous purple sleeves puffed up as if they were about to burst.

He could have avoided it, but he seemed to have chosen to face it head on.

Wow!

The faint traces of the Shihwamu Geuksu are suddenly destroyed by the powerful sword of Yongheemyeong.

As Jeong Yeon-shin stretched out her hand again as if she didn’t know the pain, Yong Hui-myeong also stretched out his arm. They held each other’s hands and locked each other up. Since their arms and legs were long, their gap was also wide.

At that moment, Yongheemyeong’s riding style changed to the upper class, and the invisible sword energy emitted by the sword raised to the sky blocked the sun and revealed a terrifying power.

When he brought down his sword as if it would split heaven and earth in two.

‘Return.’

Jeongyeonshin also spun the seven-rotating wheel of the law of the law inside her body and emitted it with her palm according to the circular motion.