Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 42

Natural Enemy Martial Arts (3)

He was a middle-aged man who gave off a suspicious vibe that could be attributed to the Blood Sect’s Sword.

Jeongyeonshin caught that guy in one breath. As usual, it was surprising even though he had caught her off guard.

The speed was completely different. I expected a completely new type of power.

‘however.’

The waves emanating from the capital city were different from what was expected.

Even as I struck the bastard on the head with an instant death blow, I was still puzzled. The martial arts skills I had expected did not come out.

He struck with his physical strength. That alone was a monstrous force.

Phew!

He got hit in the head and fell down chin first. The whole body of the fallen man flinched.

Already dead. It was a convulsion at the end.

“I can take down that guy in one stroke······!”

“This is truly a noble act of ignorance!”

The exclamation of Sim Mu-ryeon and Hyun Yu-ryang was meaningless.

The movements that were thought to have become faster were simply the result of repeated trials and errors, with the efficiency of the true energy increasing.

The sense of intuition that had reached the point of insight dissected the phenomenon piece by piece. I knew it right away.

The new knot he was trying to unravel was still rough. It wasn’t meshed together precisely.

An inspiration that permeates everything.

It was always like this. A single ray of lightning that would weave the scattered knots into a single martial art. That was all Jeongyeonshin needed.

‘I’ll get it soon.’

I didn’t feel impatient. It was said that when the upper body communicates with heaven and earth, the realm of foresight sometimes comes.

I had a feeling that I would soon be able to create a magical martial art. Maybe it would be today.

Jeong Yeon-shin opened her mouth toward Hyun Yu-ryang.

“The Blood Flame Sect has infiltrated the Pyo-guk. Can the Ui-cheon Swordsman take care of it?”

“Of course, Pyeongjeongsan’s work is our work. I am grateful to Seomye for coming to see us.”

Hyun Yoo-ryang won the lottery once again. He was also the successor to a prestigious family.

Things like work ethic were like that. It was a quality that only the direct descendants of a prestigious family who had been properly educated should have.

It was something that Jeong Yeon-shin, who was the owner of the Jeong family, did not have.

However, the way Hyun Yu-ryang was looking at him was strange. It didn’t seem like simple admiration.

“Excuse me, may I ask your age?”

“···I’m sixteen this year.”

“You are a good match. If you have no fiancés, may I show you my little sister? She is a very pretty and kind girl.”

Hyun Yu-ryang spoke in a very casual tone.

What did he say? Jeong Yeon-shin was unusually flustered. She just didn’t show it.

‘Marriage.’

Isn’t that the thing that is most distant from me? Having children with someone and living together for a hundred years? I thought it was something I could only achieve in my dreams.

He politely declined.

“Thank you for your words, but I don’t have enough time to even hold the sword. It would be difficult to call her a good match. My family has been completely wiped out.”

“A promising young man is a very good match in and of himself. I hope you will take your time and think about it.”

I ignored Hyun Yu-ryang’s words as he smiled brightly. Jeong Yeon-shin turned her gaze to the north.

It was time for Ma Gwang-ik, who had been scattered for a while, to gather again.

* * *

“I knew you’d be safe! You did a great job, Jeong So-hyeop!”

Heonwonchang welcomed us among a dozen large and neat palaces.

There were quite a few wounds on his body. Perhaps because he had been hit by the blood clotting force, the bleeding didn’t seem to have stopped.

Even though blood was seeping out of the muslin cloth wrapped around him, he was still single.

After a brief reunion with him, Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly asked.

“Are you not feeling well?”

“Fortunately, that’s true. Jeong So-hyeop seems to be fine.”

“Because I went out to the outskirts and got on a boat.”

“Ah! Now that I think about it, you said you caught those wicked Simmu-ryeon kids. That was a really good thing.”

Heonwonchang laughed as if he was relieved. Even though he frowned for a moment as if his wound had opened, his smile did not disappear.

The reasons why the great sects of Sapa were grouped together and called the Thirteen Heavenly Sects were different for each.

Jeongyeon Shin saw Geomyehwa trying to kill the woman without any hesitation.

Although Heonwonchang had shown inexplicable hostility toward the prestigious school, I thought that now he was just smiling as if he were walking in the right direction.

Jeong Yeon-shin walked with Heon Won-chang. They passed by several rays of sunlight shining brightly between the pavilions.

I had just rejected the offer of the sword master, Ui Cheon Geom Ga, to become his attendant.

Heonwonchang, who had already eaten several meals, explained the circumstances.

The remaining Ma Gwang-ik broke through the encirclement and advanced straight to Pyeongjeongsan.

Baek Mi-ryeo was worried about Jeong Yeon-shin, but she said that she was relieved after hearing what she heard from torturing one of the Blood Flame Cultists.

Everyone was confident that the late Shim Mu-ryeon’s successors would be unable to do anything to Seomye.

Jeongyeonshin was able to see her seniors, Majin and Ma Gwangik, shortly thereafter.

The scar on Margin’s chin slowly rose.

“Even in that situation, you have achieved great things.”

“How about Daeju? How about the neck of the Seven Sado······?”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked calmly. Ma Gwang-ik-ju, known as Narak-sal, turned his gaze.

“That sorceress’s magical abilities are not good for me. If Cheongmyeong had reached my level, I could have killed her.”

“You call that an excuse?”

Cheongmyeong was single and resentful.

Baek Mi-ryeo nodded, holding Jeong Yeon-shin’s shoulder and looking over her body as usual.

“You are so healthy. It seems like your prayers are changing again. You are usually at an age where you would be making a vessel, but you are constantly moving forward.”

“······Thank you, senior.”

She has been acting like a sister since some time ago. She turned her body slightly and took Baek Mi-ryeo’s hand away. She was grateful, but at the same time, she still felt awkward.

Jeongyeonshin turned her gaze.

“Then what about the mission to exterminate the Blood Flame Cult? It seems like the Seven Apostles have information about our sect.”

“Wait. We plan to reach an agreement with the Yicheon Sword Association and respond accordingly.”

Margin, who spoke briefly, continued the story.

“The Seven Sado’s mood was strange. It seemed like they had also received orders to exterminate us. From the perspective of the Ip Hwang Seong’s nature and the Blood Flame Cult’s main group, this may be a localized war, but for us, it’s an all-out war.”

“Can you tell me the time?”

“The fact that we don’t know that is their strength. We have to fight back. We have a plan. It’s the machine-guided formation of the Uicheon Swordsmen, so we won’t be taken by surprise.”

It was said that the famous schools of the Gangho were usually buildings piled high with corpses and blood.

The noble family had many enemies. They had no choice but to develop ingenious strategies to prepare for invasion.

‘Organic food.’

I’ve heard that by combining strange technology and the laws of nature, strange phenomena occur.

Of course, there were no third-rate merchants like Jeong Ga-jang.

“It was said that the iron artisans of the original kingdom came and made it themselves. Those bloodthirsty bastards won’t know.”

The day ended with Margin’s smiling words.

Jeong Yeon-shin met with Magwang Leejo and greeted him. They also expressed relief at the safety of their junior.

Afterwards, he had a meeting with the head of the Jeong family and the minister of the Soshinseung Gakjeong, and then went to bed.

Jeong Yeon-shin did not fall asleep right away but sat up on the bed.

‘Let’s sort out the knots.’

He sat cross-legged and used the moonlight as his clothing. His meditation continued until daybreak.

He didn’t move an inch until the blanket he was wrapped around changed from moonlight to sunlight.

* * *

After breakfast, I received an invitation from Hyun Yu-ryang. The content of the message was interesting.

He said that he would appreciate it if you would pay attention to your conduct as you are with his little sister.

He even sent her splendid silk clothes. It seemed as if he was trying to keep his word.

Jeongyeonshin held the clothes with her thumb and index finger. She looked at them strangely for a moment.

“Ma-kwang-ik-!”

The voice of Margin, full of energy, shook the door made of good wood for a long time.

For a moment, I felt the atmosphere boiling. It was the call of the Magwangikju. It was a signal for an enemy attack.

He picked up the Ip-Hwang-Geom straight away. The sunlight that brushed against the pitch-black sword and scabbard glared menacingly.

Jeongyeon Shin, who came out of the room, was already in perfect condition.

The seniors were gathered in the yard. Heonwonchang also came running in a hurry.

Before Margin could explain the situation, Heonwonchang, who was running towards him, caught the dark energy shot at his head.

The corners of his mouth rose smoothly.

“That’s interesting.”

Heonwonchang laughed as he broke the long spear with one hand.

“This time it will be different.”

He glanced at Jeongyeonshin and muttered.

Margin patted Heonwonchang’s shoulder as he approached him and spoke as if he was spitting out something.

“A bomb exploded at the south gate here. They’re completely crazy. Jinshik must have been completely crushed.”

“There’s no royal family or anything.”

“There were rumors, but is it really true that the Tang family went crazy and made it? What just broke out was a leak.”

Baek Mi-ryeo and Cheong-myeong each said a word.

Before they knew it, they had broken down the back door and were seeing the Blood Flame Cult’s apostles slowly approaching.

The number of Blood Flame Cultists and Blood Flame Cultists spread out behind them was enormous. It looked like there were at least two hundred of them.

“no way.”

Chilsado’s graceful gait strangely caught people’s attention. She slowly moved her lips.

“The Tang clan is a political party in name only.”

Her laugh was captivating. Her smile was red.

The margin has come out.

“You’re sowing distrust. You, you sl*t. You don’t have to put in the effort. The Emperor is watching all the sects in the world. It’s been that way from the beginning.”

“All the world’s nobles and the powerful, the hypocrites who hold on to the world and won’t let go.”

“The socialite has a long mouth.”

“The blood of our sect will wash the world, so even after death, I will see the bloody world.”

Are all the words and actions of those who are obsessed with socializing like that? Jeong Yeon-shin thought to herself.

Chilsado nodded arrogantly, his mouth closed with a smile on his face.

At the same time, the Blood Flame Cult’s unique momentum surged forward like a military banner. It was the beginning of a fierce battle.

Oh my god!

The typified waves scratched the dirt floor. The margins collided with the Seven Sado.

The masters of the Yi Cheon Geom Ga rushed in, and Shaolin monks and Ma Gwang Ik were mixed in with the Blood Flame Cultists.

Jeong Yeon-shin had his eyes on the two masters from the start of the war. The momentum of the enemies who had surprised him with fire bombs was fierce.

The waves of energy that surged forward stabbed my skin.

While Heonwonchang blocked one of the Blood Sword Swords, Baek Miryeo passed by, cutting off the bastard’s neck.

It was a matter of life and death. Even for the martial artists who value justice, saving face was a joke in a group fight.

Phew-!

Jeongyeonshin cut off one of the Blood Flame Cult’s arms.

He held the Ip-Hwang-Geom in his hand and moved around like a fluttering leaf.

But he didn’t take his eyes off Margin and Chilsa-do.

The wind that blew occasionally was full of the scent of blood.

‘There too.’

The Seven Sado’s support was added. The three Blood Sect Swords surrounding her and Margin were very skilled.

The sword strikes that were only released when the blows collided seemed to distract Marjin’s nerves. They were outstanding even among the swordsmen.

“It went well.”

Jeongyeonshin muttered softly.

Then he walked slowly, turning his body slightly here and there at the same time.

A sense of bewilderment seemed to emanate from the weapons and equipment of the Blood Flame Cultists passing by.

The new method is gradually approaching completion. Before you know it, you have achieved the state of nothingness that allows you to gaze upon the color blue.

Thud. Thud.

As I got closer, the energy of the Seven Sado’s waves strongly stimulated my whole body. Could it be the voice of Dharma?

A new idea to guide Jin-gi came to mind.

The storm-like rage was transporting Jeongyeonshin to another realm.

Bam! Bam!

A time when the waves of the best players are sweeping the surroundings.

Jeongyeonshin entered calmly. It was thanks to the Blood Sect Swordsmen who helped the Seven Sages and relieved the turmoil.

Margin’s eyes widened as he glanced at him, and Chil Sado’s lips slightly rose.

“I don’t know the topic.”

The long fingers of the Seven Sado held true energy. While dividing the margin and the hand, I felt an incredible density.

He had the ability to roughly swing his left hand while focusing on his opponent. The three Blood Swords were only able to strike Majin.

It was rather a welcome thing for Jeong Yeon-shin. Chil-sado’s hands had already slowed down enough.

The Baekhoe point on the upper side of the forehead, which is hot.

Jeongyeonshin’s head became dizzy.

The martial arts of Soshinseung Gakjeong, the sermons of Shaolin monks, and all the knots he possessed were all intertwined and exploded like lightning.

The light that came to mind created a ball of light, and the inspiration that struck me in an instant burned and I wrote down five letters.

The blue and strong hand that destroys the devil.

Jeongyeonshin created a capital and stretched it out. A divine energy was woven into the waves. It was a very pale blue color.

Phew-!

The hand that Chilsa-do roughly extended bounced. It felt like the waves had been released with extreme precision.

The stormy wind gathered and blew from all directions. As Jeong Yeon-shin continued to move forward, a foreign feeling came over her hand.

At the end of the straight, blue-green wave was her left eye.

Saaak-!

“Ahhhh!”

It is said that when you get used to the blood circulation, the sensations throughout your body become more acute. Is the pain the same?

The first Blood Sect Master that Jeongyeonshin killed was like that. He didn’t come to his senses when the sword was stuck in his abdomen.

It seemed that the same was true for Chilsado, who had one eye covered.

Blood flowed out from the cracks in her pure white hands. Her slender body also trembled.

“You, you-!”

Now she can’t afford the margin. She opened the distance with a tremendous new method. It happened in an instant.

It was a chance. Margin cut down three Blood Sect Swords in one go, and he too could not hide the shock on his face.

Everyone who started looking this way, one by one, did the same.

A room filled with silence amidst the commotion of the battlefield.

“You said blood money. Now you’ll only see half of it.”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who spoke calmly, shook her left hand once. The blood that had been splattered around was still bothersome on the back of her hand.