Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 511

Sunset (2)

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Just after exchanging vows with the general manager of Gunma Nokrim, the sound of Aksurim’s voice penetrated Jeongyeonshin’s mind.

-Close your eyes. I will protect you.

It was wise advice.

Her words meant two things.

Advice that this is not a fight that the new sword master can fight alone, and that it is a time when both mind and body must cool down.

Jeongyeonshin stood there blankly for a short but long time, letting her mind settle inside.

The sword and the thousand-flowered fox.

It was carried out on an unprecedented scale throughout the history of Gangho.

Death close to a thousand. The price for pushing thirteen thousand to the brink of destruction with just two moves was bound to be high.

The amount of accumulated energy and the burden on the acupuncture points throughout the body were immense, and for the first time in a long time, a tingling sensation was being transmitted from the Baihui point on the crown of the head.

It was obvious that it would take half a day, not just a day, to fully recover.

Even the eyes of Muryonghoeju Hyukryunpungwol were constantly scanning Jeongyeonshin. It felt like the exhausted body of the new sword master was being completely dragged into a swamp.

The evil forest that had struck the ground with its spear like that glared at the two best warriors of Gunma Green Forest for a while.

In the end, the Mu-geuk-jeon-ju was thrown off the wall by the Hyeok-ryeon-pung-wol’s long sword, and the situation was about to break down as the chief of the general forces, Je-gang-cheon, personally dealt with the backlash from the Gong-wol-mu that had occurred earlier.

Something strange happened.

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin stared blankly ahead.

Damn it.

A man stands up, stepping on the furrow he created, against the backdrop of a thick layer of dust. He is wearing a four-eyed ghost mask and a faded red general’s uniform.

Just by straightening his body, the air above his head tilted and the air itself became hot enough to sting his skin, as if summer had arrived early.

For a brief moment, Jeongyeonshin thought that if Ma Gwangik’s poppy girl hadn’t neglected her training, she would have looked like that.

– Haeil Kwoncheon. Mansangsurochaeju. Each of them is a key figure who combines the martial arts of the imperial navy and the northern powers with overwhelming skill…

The noble and profound words of Grand Master Im Jin-myeong, which travel a thousand miles, are cut off before reaching Jeong Yeon-sin’s ears.

Did something happen?

It is an unfathomable task now that one must concentrate all one’s energy on one’s enemies.

The main palace, which generously accommodates ninety-nine pavilions, is as wide as the palace of a great country, and the distance from the main gate to the general office is no ordinary distance.

‘…no.’

Jeong Yeon-shin recalled all the faces of the royal secretaries at once, but did not show any emotion on his face. He had to trust their teachings and the wisdom of the Chicheon Palace.

and.

[The weeds of Gangho… … .]

A slightly humorous and weary voice rings out. At this moment, it comes from a woman with a rather tall stature who half-hides Haeil Kwoncheon and has her back turned to Jeongyeonshin.

[No matter how much I pull, there’s no end to it.]

She was brainwashed.

Sarak-

An overwhelming aura is evident from the fluttering purple hem of her clothes.

It was something more than just internal energy. It was something that Jeongyeonshin did not yet possess, and it was not an aura that came from mere strength.

“no way…?”

Behind him, Aksurim muttered to himself in a daze, and Jeongyeonshin quickly realized the process that had taken place until the unfamiliar purple tsunami struck Haeilkwoncheon.

Counting the faint traces of aerodynamic waves lingering above their heads.

‘I brought it from thin air.’

He had been continuously repelling the Haeil Kwoncheon by using more than twenty-seven techniques in succession at the right time and place. He even used soot martial arts.

Ridiculous technique.

It was strange in a different sense from the invincible nature of Socheon.

It felt like he could skillfully destroy any variable like flowing water. It was as if he had lived at the top of the martial arts world for a long time.

“Who are you?”

Jeong Yeon-shin had just asked quietly.

Swish.

A woman who had been staring blankly at the distant horizon turns her head slightly to the side.

Her sharp jawline naturally stood out, like a blade, while her lips moved without hesitation.

[You don’t have a new sword. You’re not a new sword master.]

“… … .”

[Did Mark’s daughter wash her face with gold powder?]

at that time.

The axe that was spinning like a typhoon in the hands of the commander of the Green Forest Army sitting on the war horse suddenly stopped.

thud!

A strong headwind blew up, and the sides of the horseshoes were deeply dented. The vibration spread very heavily. At the same time, the chief of the army, Je Gang-cheon, looked down at them obliquely and opened his mouth.

“If you are the senior member of the Ip Hwang Ma family, it has been a long time since you showed your respect to the world of martial arts… … .”

A ghostly look flashes across his face as he continues to speak slowly.

“What is your name? I never dreamed that there would be another purple color in Ip Hwang Seong.”

[What a pity.]

The woman smiled brightly.

[You are not worthy to listen.]

“… … .”

Then she turned her head back a little further. Her gaze was not at Jeong Yeon-shin, but at Ak Soo-rim standing next to her.

[Surim, you are still the same as before.]

Jeongyeonshin glanced to the side.

The expression on the face of the senior who had been the most trustworthy guardian of the law in the world was filled with shock.

She looked like a young girl, not a seasoned middle-aged warrior. It was a bit like when I saw my grandfather regain his youth.

‘Friend.’

It was when Jeong Yeon-shin made a short conclusion.

“This is truly the best wave in the world.”

The leader of the Muryonghoe, who had been standing to one side, clapped his hands with a look of pretended amazement.

“They keep popping out endlessly. From the east, lightning suddenly struck… It’s like a magic field that’s trying to overturn the world. It’s really scary.”

Could this be a sign of a nervous breakdown? As he spoke, he tapped the ground with his toes, but the purple woman’s eyes turned back to Jeong Yeon-shin.

She asked.

[What is your position?]

“… This is Deputy Danju.”

[I wonder what your temperament is like. Want to try matching hands?]

I propose a joint attack.

Even though she didn’t emit any particularly powerful aura, she was able to calm the atmosphere of this battlefield.

It was different from Jeong Yeon-shin, who had previously caused regional seasonal changes as he pleased.

“Are you curious about the temperament of the Wild One? I can tell you, having experienced it myself.”

Je Kang-cheon interjects with a refined voice.

Could the woman in purple robe who appeared out of nowhere be a huge variable? It seemed that he had decided to wait for the martial artists of the martial arts world who were approaching the horizon beyond the main gate of the castle.

“He is certainly an exceptionally talented man for a warrior. He may one day be able to make a foray into the northern lands.”

Immediately afterwards, a deep and clear voice flowed out from his lips with a dignified smile.

“However, as the leader of the Shingeomdan, he is the worst in history. He was unable to control his anger and ended up creating such a bloody disaster, so anyone can imagine how much energy was wasted on that. If someone like that were to take over the entire Iphwangseong Shingeomdan… Well, I’ll stop here.”

[The bandit is talking like a bachelor.]

“They are bandits.”

The general’s answer was short.

The woman in purple robe glanced at the spears in Jeongyeonshin’s hand.

[Are you a colleague?]

“…These are Soyeon Daeju and Myeongryu Daeju.”

Woof.

Jeongyeonshin answered, sending their heads flying towards the castle wall with a soft, hollow spur.

The male and female masters of Gunma Nokrim, each wearing silver armor and blocking the back, did not stop him.

It was unclear whether it was because the clash was imminent or because the words of praise for the two major lords had been sincere.

one side.

[These are the guys who should be killed…?]

The purple woman was not one to hide her feelings. This was evident from the very shocked expression on her face.

Jeongyeonshin said nothing more and walked towards Muryonghoeju, Haeil Kwoncheon, and Taebaekbuwang.

Damn it.

He was advancing towards the three peerless masters without hesitation. He was not even able to match his lips with the purple one that he did not know.

Actions that don’t make sense unless there is some kind of detailed plan.

“Even though I just pointed out to you your qualifications as a new sword master… … .”

Je Kang-cheon’s lips twitched. It was a face that was hard to tell whether he was smiling or frowning.

“Your momentum is certainly scary. I was thinking of exchanging pleasantries with a stranger until reinforcements arrived, but it seems like you are all ignorant to the core. You are so selfish and don’t understand the situation in a military context.”

His words broke the long standoff.

bang!

One of the best swordsmen of Gunma Green Forest who suddenly attacked Jeongyeonshin was immediately hit by Aksurim’s spear and bounced away.

A ripple shook the air with a heavy thud. At the same time, the silver-armored master who had spun around just in time from next to him kicked Aksurim’s raised arm with his entire body, sending him flying.

Kwaaaaang―!

A joint attack that is full of the military’s unique temperament to disrupt the enemy’s formation.

But he couldn’t watch the whole thing as the evil spirits bounced off the ground like pebbles splashing in a lake, rubbing against it for a long time.

In the meantime, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been walking towards Je Gang-cheon, returned to her original position as if it were a lie, and grabbed the leg that had been kicked by Aksurim for a moment. It was a retreat technique that seemed to turn back time.

Six steps with wings.

The leader of the Muryonghoe, who had been just standing there with his arms crossed like a bystander, slowly releases his hands and mutters. Isn’t that the Diamond Sutra?

“You shouldn’t have done that.”

It was a voice that came out of Jeongyeonshin’s teeth.

“… … !”

According to the report from the Iphwangseong General Office, the eyes of the master Eun-gap, who suddenly appeared and was given the nickname Gae-wol-cheon-su (塏鉞舛壽), were wide open and it was difficult to find a rival in the mountain martial arts world.

Kkwaduk!

Jeongyeonshin raised his head, his legs twisted into a handful.

A giant new figure riding a war horse was descending from the sky, casting a huge shadow.

In that moment, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been spinning around in a blur, picked up Gae-wol-cheon-su and threw him, slamming him into the wall! Then, Chang-cheon-dae-ju, who was sitting diagonally like a corpse right next to him, very naturally lifted up his upside-down Ip-hwang-geom and cut off the man’s neck.

Phew!

The black-robed swordsman of the Shingeomdan was still deeply bowed as if he was unconscious, only moving his hands.

His arm was soon that of the deputy chief of staff.

Thanks to this, Jeongyeonshin did not waste her energy, and at this moment, she was able to raise her palm towards the human horse that had fallen over her head.

The exchange rate immediately exploded.

Oh my god!

A huge shock wave occurred. A skein of grayish slivers swept in all directions with the wind.

At this moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s blue eyes flashed like a ghost’s, and she was repeating the same thought over and over again.

Kill Kang-ho.

No matter how much he calmed his mind and body, the composure of the new sword master, who would turn eighteen when the sun rose tomorrow, was extremely shallow.

It’s like a moat surrounding the main body. It’s now dry because the tidal wave evaporated it.

Kwajijijik!

The ground that Jeongyeonshin was standing on was split into pieces, and the protective shield that surrounded Jegangcheon and the battle horse was torn apart like fog.

The next moment, he took a step back and was raising the lightning bolt over his head.

It was a combination of the Hwanikbo and the Simgeukgirin, and the horse’s body was roughly grazed by the light trajectory of the sword’s stroke.

Phew! Phew!

The body of a war horse being torn apart in all directions as if swept by shells.

[…I know the poor condition of Jeong Gong’s body.]

There was Jegangcheon, kicking his saddle and rising up, amidst the sight of blood, flesh, and bone fragments flying up, dispersing the transparent sunlight in a mess.

[That every time you were cornered, you came up with a new and strange method to defeat your enemies.]

An idea that flows out like a ray of light when the power of the spirit is raised to its limit.

It was clearly a sign of Gongwolmu. Since it had already been cast once, it was clear that the intention was to destroy all of the Qi Jing Pal Maek.

[But that is just a small individual ability unless it reaches the level of dedication. It is a completely different matter to have a group comparable to an army in one’s hands and command it.]

Doooo …

It was a strange sound, like someone hitting a drum.

Perhaps it was because he was not riding a horse and was spreading it out alone. In an instant, the vibrations that surrounded his body and shook the atmosphere violently. It literally felt like an earthquake had occurred in the sky.

It wasn’t even like that for Jegangcheon.

The direction in which Jeongyeonshin turned her back.

A very similar resonance was felt from Haeil Kwoncheon’s body as he encountered the purple woman.

A wave of energy that draws the attention of the martial artists who are approaching the houses of Yangyang with their quick attacks and overwhelming numbers, and further strengthens their spirits as they prepare to step onto the battlefield.

That was also the nature of the military.

[Today, the Iphwang clan will be destroyed, and the boundaries of the entire world will disappear. The differences between countries and social classes, clans and political factions will soon become meaningless in the face of the famine that will soon hit the world. As the lowest of bandits, I will take away the ‘gap’ that you have. This world, at least the martial arts world, must become one.]

Je Kang-cheon’s thoughts poured down like a waterfall all at once, accompanied by vibrations that created a tremendous suction force around him.

It is clearly a type of provocation.

When you lose your fine horse like that, unfolding it would be a true life-saving measure.

Krrrr!

As the martial artists approached the main gate of Iphwangseong, a whitish wave was drawn out from their feet.

It was as if the Absorbing Law had been manifested from a distance, and the light waves of the lightness they had been using were all sucked into Je Gang-cheon. Just as the fierce power of the cavalry charge had gathered in him earlier.

“Ugh…!”

“what!”

The sounds of someone falling down dizzyingly.

At the same time, two swords were stuck in and pulled out from Jeongyeonshin’s waist.

It only took a moment for the Songmun Sword he was holding to draw a sharp circle as if it was floating through time.

The moment the sword pointed at Jegangcheon, the shock waves in all directions subsided and only the sound of skin splitting remained.

Phew-

A disappointingly dull crash.

It burst from Je Kang-cheon’s body.

Immediately afterwards, the new form of Jeongyeonshin, which had been separated from its place like a mirage, pulled out Jegangcheon and stepped on his chest. It was a movement that literally happened in an instant.

Kwak.

“… … .”

Jeongyeonshin looked down at him with her blue eyes. Ha-su didn’t need any new techniques.

Phew… .

A hollow laugh escaped Je Kang-cheon’s mouth, but it wasn’t loud because his chest was bursting at the moment.

“Such a noble… Taegeuk. In a crowd, in a crowd… How can you possibly handle that crowd, the world’s martial arts world…?”

That was when.

“Right, right!”

A bottle of gourd flew in from afar.

Jeong Yeon-shin immediately grabbed it and glanced at the person who had thrown it. A young man with a languid expression wearing a blue uniform. I had seen him briefly before, and he was said to be the Sambok of the Myungryu University.

A familiar scent came from the bottle.

In Iphwangseong, there is a brain elixir that is known as an age-old elixir. When I received the person named Seomye, I drank it in front of the Iphwangseong Lord.

‘It ends here.’

Bam.

Jeongyeonshin opened the cork without delay and began to drink.

He trampled on the head of the Gunma Green Forest on a land filled with corpses, and unlike usual, he didn’t even hide the sound of his throat gulping.

It looked completely fight-obsessed.

“… … .”

The surrounding area was plunged into silence.

The movements of the martial artists who had been rushing in with lightning speed also stopped.