Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 454

◈ Bokmajeon (7)

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A long waterway that surrounds Hangzhou and stretches far out to meet the horizon.

It’s Zhejiang.

At this moment, the wide-flowing river was no different from the sea. It had a very calm sound and the surface of the water was tinged with white.

It simply reflects the deep blue sky, and the calm waters move here and there, without revealing its deep bottom. It is like a martial arts world with the nickname of Gangho (江湖).

slap.

A young boy sitting on the edge of the dock stomped his feet.

The neighborhood was quiet.

The Zhejiang River, which passes through Hangzhou, was originally a place where all kinds of ships would come and go, but the waterway had long been blocked by the Wanshang Shuiluchai, which stirred in the river like a green forest newly ascending to the throne of the Thirteen Heavens.

A breakwater that is strongly considered another thirteen thousand during a time of upheaval.

A group of enemies who have mastered powerful martial arts.

Originally, in order for a trade war to be properly resolved, merchant ships had to operate well.

However, the Man-gang-su-ro-chae intermittently blocked various waterways as if to imprint their power on the world.

They shook off the pursuit of the navy and the imperial forces with their extraordinary watercraft and steering skills. Even Hangzhou was within their sphere of influence.

Because of that, a mysterious sight appeared in the eyes of the child who had been spending a long time idle.

Four figures landed in a distant location.

The distance was truly vast, and the world we lived in was completely different.

Beyond the waters that flowed as smoothly as a silk brocade, past the reefs that were raised here and there due to the battles during the founding of the nation, and then to the middle of the river that stretched out for a long time, bathed in pure white sunlight.

It was the highest level of the martial arts world.

Slap.

A person’s feet do not sink even when they touch the water. The white shoes of a woman whose appearance and clothing are all reminiscent of a Taoist deity.

Seonghwageomsin Yulhanangrang effortlessly demonstrated the magic of climbing up and crossing water.

It wasn’t something like a Bucheon Elementary School, but a literal water-stepping poncho. Only the ends of the long, flowing pink robes were soaked in the river water and dyed dark.

Next was Jeong Yeon-shin.

slam!

It lands roughly, digging into the water.

Her long hair rippled in the sunlight, and beneath it, her purple robe occasionally took on a golden hue. It was a harmony of the bright sunlight and the hem of her purple robe.

Two people were reflected in his eyes.

A blind man wearing a bamboo hat is stepping into the river as if nothing happened, as if he had just come out to drink in the market.

A man of noble birth in white floating in the water as if he doesn’t want to get his clothes dirty.

[Old school, old school.]

The man of the famous clan, Taemosanseongju, slowly opens his mouth. The sun pattern engraved on one side of his chest shines in a gorgeous golden color.

[Arrogant bastards.]

Amcheonje Choyeol is qualified to say such things. He was a giant of the era when the Sambongjinin of the shamanist faction lived in the world of martial arts.

A person who even looks down on the Lord of Iphwangseong when it comes to distribution of power.

Just like the name Cheonma (天魔) that has been passed down from generation to generation, the martial arts people who had been openly called by the nickname of Dark Heavenly Emperor all treated Choyeol as a great master.

It was the same when he was living in seclusion at Taemosan Fortress.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t care.

I just silently glanced at the two enemies, trying to capture the flow of energy and subtle habits.

And the volcano’s long-legged friend stood beside him.

“Even if you use something as absurd as the Dragon Calling Technique… … .”

Yulhanangrang touched the handle of her sword and opened her lips. She nodded slightly toward Choyeol.

“Are you really not worried at all? You must have kept in mind that the old guard would definitely move.”

[There was no need to think about it.]

A prompt reply came back.

The voice of the first king of the dark heavens was as strong as the sound of a drum resonating in a cave. Even among the nobles, he had the second most beautiful face, surpassing his age.

A blue light reminiscent of a distant comet flowed from the wall that contained Jeongyeon Shin and Yulhanangrang at a glance.

[All kinds of powerful and ruthless figures, bandits who call themselves heroes from all over the world, green forests with great martial arts skills born in troubled times, commoners who took up plows and became bandits during the time of the giants, ronin and small and medium-sized sects who commit thieves, and the common people who drift through the gaps like bulrushes… … .]

He continued speaking slowly.

[For every hundred steps you take, one person is in trouble. It is the same in the market and on the mountain path.]

“I thought you were just enjoying your time at Taemosan, but you seem to know the world better than your juniors think.”

[Can the old school that discusses morality and martial arts turn its back on the common people? Even if it means breaking promises as easily as eating, it should help them.]

“… … .”

[The shaman’s sword was the same. It alone blocked the path of the Cheon Geuk Mun Ju.]

For a moment, a passionate gaze passes over Jeongyeonshin.

It’s a strange look. It feels as if Gogeomjinin’s actions are also related to Jeongyeonshin.

[Ahaya of the Volcano faction, I didn’t even have a feeling of anxiety.]

Cho-yeol said as if he was chewing on something.

[Just you. Crazy Taoist priests and monks with headquarters all over the world.]

Woohoo!

In an instant, waves rose from one side of the river. It was because the sorcerer’s unique six-way battle sound struck the air violently.

[It is impossible for them to gather together at the same time and day to attack me… because they are a rabble. Yes, how can those who are not even mere soldiers plan this land? Before you look to the magic and martial arts of your nature, you must first overcome the flow of the times… … .]

Phew.

Suddenly, Cheon Geuk Moon-ju spat out dark red saliva. Then, an awkward smile formed on his lips beneath his hat.

“I’m sorry. I have a lot of congestion.”

[… Heaven’s will.]

“Anyway, all the sorcerers who rule the world have one big flaw: their tongues are long.”

Choyeol didn’t answer. He just approached Cheon Geuk Moonju, floating in the air.

Flutter—

The blind swordsman shook his left arm, which was holding the sword, sharply once. In an instant, Jeong Yeon-shin saw it. The formless energy wave that had been tied to Cheon Geuk-mun-ju’s arm rose like a wave.

“Who will you take charge of?”

Cheon Geuk Moon-ju glanced at Cho Yeol and asked.

[Jahashin Gong is a very special martial art. When the great Gong is achieved, the spirit and soul are no longer separated. It is already like a single tree.]

“Then you will have to deal with the volcanic gate.”

He responded with a playful tone. However, Cho-yeol never lost his seriousness, which made him look even more noble.

[Here, there seems to be no sign of falsehood in words and actions.]

“what…….”

[Do you like purple?]

“Didn’t that guy go out of his way to slaughter my precious disciples?”

Phew.

Cheon Geuk Moon Ju spits out blood again.

A very thick clot of blood spread across the surface of the water. There was even black blood mixed in.

“Oh my, this is true.”

But Cheon Geuk Moon Ju was calm. He even briefly lifted the hem of his clothes to show Jeong Yeon Shin and Yul Ha Narang.

“Look here. The author who calls himself the Second Swordsman of Wudang is better with his hands than with his sword.”

Abs riddled with old scars.

There is a palm shape imprinted in the center.

It is as small as a child’s hand, but the sight of it pressing deep into the abdomen like a Buddhist temple is the best. It is so strange that it looks like the Heavenly King is breathing.

Traces of the Five Great Generals of the World.

This is the palm scar of the Shin Gong Bigi Ten-dan Geum.

Jeongyeon Shin sharpened her eyes even as drowsiness weighed on her mind.

What happened? Did Gogeomjin really change his mind while saving the common people? Did he really do something so far removed from military strategy in the body of a young boy?

In that case, chivalry may actually be a flag that is eating away at troubled times.

Because the actions that came from an extremely narrow perspective had taken away a great deal of power. That respectable old shaman should not have died like that.

That was when.

Cheon Geuk-mun-ju, who had been looking at Jeong Yeon-shin with interest, opened his mouth again.

“Senior, please fix it.”

[Now?]

“I don’t think it’ll work. I’m starting to feel a chill in my bones.”

[The mysterious magic and martial arts require a corresponding price in addition to internal energy. Your lifeline will be shortened considerably.]

“As I said earlier, the biggest flaw of the sorcerer writers is… … .”

In that moment, a dazzling light appeared from the hand of the Dark Heavenly Emperor. A wave of energy that vibrated irregularly surrounded the body of the Heavenly Heavenly Emperor.

It was possible to guess without looking too closely. It was clearly the function of regeneration.

But that was only for a moment.

Suddenly, a shadow of a person appeared over them. Jeong Yeon-shin, who had rushed forward in one stride, was swinging his sword at the Lord of Taemosan Castle.

There was no reason for the new purple of the Emperor’s palace to wait for the completion of the magic.

That was the beginning.

Oh my god!

Strong waves surged from side to side.

The water current swept away by the sharp sword of the giraffe distorts the sunlight.

Jeongyeonshin glanced down. A blind man was blocking the divine sword with a single sword. The hat that Cheon Geukmunju was wearing had its chin strap caught around his neck and was pulled down behind his back.

At this moment, it didn’t seem like he was putting much strength into his arms.

“His sword power is better than that of a high sword.”

Cheon Geuk Moon-ju spoke as if he found it amusing.

“Let’s see what the technique is like.”

At that moment, a cold chill ran down Jeongyeonshin’s spine. It was because she felt a gaze that was difficult to describe in words.

The mind’s eye, which observes the world with the heart rather than the eyes. It seemed as if the eye technique, which had been passed down only through oral tradition, was observing him.

‘Your vision… is much deeper than mine.’

Jeongyeonshin applied great force to the sword she was holding and swung it half a turn. Just by slightly twisting the blade, a whirlwind of rotation like a storm spread through her entire body.

On one side of the space that was torn apart with the sound of a squeak, a sight of Yulhanangrang, who was wrapped in sunset all over her body, soaring into the air while flicking the hot air with a single sword, was reflected.

The strong wind from the pressure of the sword greatly enhanced Jeongyeonshin’s rotational power.

Hwaaaaah!

The back-swinging technique drew a large circle. The legs, wrapped around waves that seemed to have compressed a typhoon, carved a translucent trajectory in the atmosphere.

“Geniuses.”

Cheon Geuk Moon Ju’s left arm, which had been slightly arching its chest to avoid Jeong Yeon Shin’s kick, became blurred. Along with the sword in his hand.

It was the first attack of the Outlaw Sword.

Flash!

A vertical beam of light shot down from above. At first glance, it seemed like a dazzling light, but it was as if a loud noise had erupted.

The sight that was reflected in the eyes was equally spectacular. The sleeves of Jeong Yeon-shin’s clothes, which had barely managed to twist their bodies in midair, scattered and turned into purple powder.

Swaaa …

It was a sound from below. The deep river water was split left and right like a cliff and was not returning to its original state. It was a sword that went against providence.

“You have a good sense, just like the Blood Flame Cult Leader. It seems like your upper body is particularly developed?”

Cheon Geuk-mun-ju speaks with a sly smile.

How strong is the Hosin Ganggi? Even the light waves of each method combined with the pressure of Yulhanangrang’s sword could not tear off the front of his clothes.

“Blood Flame Cult Leader?”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had come down a long way, asked back. Cheon Geuk-mun-ju nodded slowly.

“Yes, even the nobleman who was said to be the best in the world in terms of regeneration seemed a little reluctant to use my sword. When will we share hands again… Hmm?”

Boom! Boom!

The battle between Yulhanangrang and Amcheonje was in the midst of a heavy vibration that continued to fall from the high sky.

Jeong Yeon-shin stepped forward without even listening to Cheon Geuk-mun-ju’s words.

He only asked back to calm his breathing for a moment, and he had no intention of having a private conversation. His mind had long been filled with thoughts of murder and drowsiness.

‘Full body transformation.’

The energy of the ultimate thunderbolt that filled his body with a fierceness like thunder made Jeongyeonshin look like a ray of light.

A new type shot out, bursting a huge wave with his heel. He reached within arm’s reach of the Heavenly Sword Master in an instant, scraping the surface of the water with his hanging sword.

bang!

White foam flew up at the upward sword strike. The body of Cheon Geuk Moon Ju, who blocked the sword strike by slashing his sword diagonally, was pushed back for an instant.

However, the sword technique that the Oedojeilgeom mastered was beyond human realm.

In an instant, he grabbed the upper part of the sword hilt with his hands, ducked down, and passed by Jeong Yeon-shin’s waist.

It was a sight no different from a straight line of light. Even its speed was reminiscent of a ray of light.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk!

A loud noise, as if a huge piece of metal was being shattered. Blood burst out from next to Jeongyeonshin’s abdomen.

Not only had all of the muscles in his side been severed, but some of his internal organs had also been cut out.

But originally, that blow should have split his waist in two. It was no different from the sword that had previously created a cliff in the river.

“My wrist feels so cool. It’s an annoying self-defense weapon.”

It was when Cheon Geuk Moon Ju, who had thrown the sword upward, caught the sword handle properly.

For the first time.

His playful expression cracked.

Both eyes turned white as they were greeted by the pure white light emitted by the yellow-purple color of the lips.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Before he knew it, Jeong Yeon-shin was stabbing Cheon Geuk-mun-ju with his sword into his chest. In an instant, sunlight surrounding Yeo-rae’s sword rippled in all directions.

Even the long furrows of the river behind Jeong Yeon-shin’s back belatedly erupted like a tidal wave. It was the aftermath of the rush that had cut through the moment.

Geomryeo Island Tomb-style, Gungryeo.

In the extremely excited upper chamber, a cold and ray-like thought flowed like the organ of the Iron Tribe.

‘Connecting the external oblique muscle next to the abdomen to the Jeonggadong resonator is not possible. It is possible to replace the muscles for about half a day by connecting the internal energy line that passes in a semicircle through the Jisil point next to the lumbar spine and the Gihae point of the lower abdomen. Maintaining the state of Samhwachujeong is essential. Pointing to suppress pain is unnecessary. Without dispersing the mind any further, reestablish a new path of the energy of the Neungbeop Gwangryun Gi only through the relevant meridian… … .’

It’s not a secret.

It was a battle to kill. Jeong Yeon-shin’s face, where her murderous intent had been released, was slightly distorted.

Damn it!

The invisible self-defense energy surrounding the abdomen of the Heavenly Sword Master was shattered by the sword strike.

Soon, the sunlight that had been pouring down ceaselessly began to bend in a rainbow of colors, and fragments of the glass-like translucent inner wall shattered within it.