Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 515

Sunset (6)

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How would the movements of the past Shingeomdan masters, who were properly equipped for battle, be? Before Shincheonhwa could even finish saying that he had arrived safely, Jeongyeonshin had to take in the astonishing sight.

The area before my eyes fills with purple.

The reason Yonghee Myung and Ma Yeonjeok appeared in front of me was because in an instant, their bodies seemed to melt into thin air and then emerge.

It was a reaction speed that completely accepted the sudden and transcendent surprise attack.

‘Hurry up!’

Even to Jeong Yeon-shin, who immediately activated the Shicheonbeop, they did not appear slow. Before the blue light filled the whites of her eyes, the two people’s feet were on the stone floor.

When the ground completely sinks, releasing white ripples.

“… … !”

Suddenly, Mayeonjeok opens his eyes wide and the process of him pushing Yongheemyung’s side with his palm is shown in a flash.

At some point, the sight of Yong Hee-myeong’s body twisting around and spinning around splendidly like a scholar dancing a fan dance was also created.

Kwaaaaaaaah! Paralock―

The tension of the magic wand immediately burst through the atmosphere, causing a violent earthquake, and the sleeves of Yongheemyeong, which had released all that power, flapped widely.

A pungent smell of blood flowed from the dust that stretched out endlessly in a straight line next to it.

A land where no sunlight can be seen.

The next moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s shoulder was grabbed by her grandfather’s large hand.

“Yeonshin-ah! How could you…!”

“With such a bad temper.”

On one side, Yong Hee-myeong continues talking while shaking off the hem of his clothes. He must have stopped on his own.

“How have you been?”

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin, who had politely greeted them, was lost in thought for a moment.

If I had properly met the two people’s reflex attacks, I wonder how much of that offensive I could have countered with my current achievement.

Considering that it is a joint venture, it would be around 30%.

It was by no means a low amount. Rather, it was so high that Jeongyeonshin herself was surprised.

‘Did I catch it too generously…?’

at that time.

“It seems like the Lord Senator is possessed by a ghost. And this empty space too. So many things are happening so suddenly.”

It was Yong Hee-myeong’s voice.

As Jeong Yeon-shin turns her head, the face of the contemporary Shin Geum-dan master appears in her field of vision.

Yong Hee-myeong’s pupils were faintly torn up and down. That alone made the atmosphere seem to harden like ice.

‘It’s a little bit, but it’s gotten stronger.’

Jeong Yeon-shin was momentarily overcome with doubt. It was because she was wondering if she had the skills to challenge Dan-ju.

Meanwhile, Yong Hee-myeong’s gaze turned to this place.

Shincheonhwa, with her arms crossed, was licking her lips.

[Yes, you are of that generation? You have been born with so many incredible qualities. You don’t even feel like a human being… As expected, you were born with good fortune, our lord.]

A voice slowly seeped into the air. Yong Huimyeong shrugged his shoulders.

“No problem. So what about you?”

It was a conversation between two people who were incredibly strong by nature.

Although she didn’t show it, at this moment, Jeongyeonshin began to question whether her true nature, past and present, were okay.

‘I guess I need to calm my nature… … .’

In the meantime.

Mayeonjeok, who had been shaking Jeongyeonshin’s shoulder vigorously a few times, turned his head. Their eyes met, and Mayeonjeok’s mouth opened immediately.

“Yeonshin-ah.”

“Yes, grandfather.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“little…….”

“The fact that it was released means that the nature was cornered. How could it handle it?”

[Aesongi.]

Shincheonhwa’s lips slightly curved.

[You’ve really grown a lot.]

Mayeonjeok completely ignored her words. It was as if he had completely erased the existence of the previous Shingeomdanju from his awareness.

He continued speaking while examining Jeongyeonshin’s entire body again.

“The acupuncture points are fine, but there are signs of a fierce battle.”

“Yeah, well….”

“Those who are going to kill… How much damage has their nature suffered? What kind of scumbags dared to violate Yangyang?”

That was when.

Woof.

Suddenly, Shincheonhwa floated a sphere made of clay over their heads.

In this place, there is nothing special about Heo Gong-seop. Ma Yeon-jeok suddenly asks with an annoyed expression.

“What?”

[I have a story to tell you about your grandson, that is, the future of nature.]

widely.

At that moment, Shincheonhwa snapped her fingers, and at the same time, a translucent halo of light began to form in the dirt orb, distorting the darkness and forming an image.

A large main gate, wide ramparts stretching out to the left and right, a moat dried up, Jeongyeonshin stepping on an old man’s head and breaking it, clothes fluttering wildly in all directions and weapons flashing with light…

He freely manipulates the energy of the earth and its spirituality. It is a sight that is beyond words. He was a master of magic and martial arts who had no separate divine power.

[I’ll talk about it after I’ve watched it first. I haven’t seen it properly yet.]

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The General Office of the Imperial Guard.

It’s been a long time since the pungent smell of animals mixed with the scent of ink that the writers used to spread.

It was the unique scent of spirits, and transparent sunlight poured into the room where such contrasting scents were mixed together.

As a source of information, the movements of the spirits that had been moving back and forth between the headquarters were gradually becoming quieter.

The table of the chief secretary of the government office, with dozens of desks and even more office workers, with their intellectual eyes shining transparently and drawing strokes with their brushes.

Phew―

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong slowly exhaled and opened his eyes from where he was sitting. The fortune-telling of the master who had been the central axis of the original nature and had been in charge of all battlefields had ended.

In that moment, the heavily distorted air that had been hanging over him suddenly released and pushed away the stacks of papers on the desk.

Im Jin-myeong had the vast Iphwangseong Fortress in his head at a glance throughout the Battle of Bangpa.

Of course, it was impossible without squeezing the vital energy within the body and overworking the upper abdomen to the extreme.

It was inevitable that he would need some time to calm down. That was why he had hastily cut off the message he had been sending to Jeong Yeon-shin.

―The imperial family never sent any support. They say that a large number of imperial masters came down from the north, but where did all the monsters that confronted the northern powerhouses go?

―Here’s some news. It seems that many people have gathered in a hurry in Seomseo. Hmm, they’re looking for the deceased Jongnam Swordsman’s Eugene…? As expected, they’re a difficult group to catch.

―Could it be that they were calculating Jeong Gong’s inaction more accurately than we were…?

Before we knew it, the writers in the room were talking to each other over the phone.

The General Office’s Ho-wol-il-gi-gong (護月日氣功) was such a sensitive internal study.

Next to Im Jin-myeong, who straightened his back.

The young man in scholar’s attire who had been guarding him slowly opened his mouth.

“The martial artists who had gathered in the south of the main castle are quickly dispersing. Also, I heard that King Jeong has declared victory.”

“Yes, then it is a victory. Ah… How long has it been since His Majesty the King appeared?”

Im Jin-myeong asked as if confirming something. The young man of letters answered without hesitation.

“Half an hour has passed and a half has passed.”

“… You are no longer a new purple color.”

Lim Jin-myeong muttered somewhat absentmindedly, then focused his gaze and asked another question.

“What’s the situation at Dongmun and Seomun? Have the gangsters from Gangho who entered the castle been dealt with properly?”

“Haven’t you already seen it? Jeongan (整眼)… the best eye method study in the world.”

The young writer answered dryly. His voice was literally somewhat dry.

But the nearby writers did not react to his strange words and actions.

Im Jin-myeong doesn’t even realize that his eyes are open or that he is talking to a young man of letters.

There was silence for a moment.

“… … .”

Lim Jin-myeong’s gaze slowly rises as he turns his head to the side.

The mouth of the Grand Master of the Imperial Guard opened slowly.

“You speak Ho-Gwang quite well. That Yo-Jok guy’s speech is something no one in this country has.”

“Have you found out that far?”

The young man asks in a flat tone. On one side of his featureless face, near his cheek, the skin suddenly becomes as transparent as glass.

On his head, a hat that wasn’t there before was dancing like a mirage on a large screen.

The Grand General did not answer. Instead, he calmly asked another question.

“It’s a very simple trick. Infiltrate the chaos of the Bangpa Daehwa and stab the heart of the original being… Is that the Gongwolmu of the Thirteen Thousand Yeolyeongju?”

[My life is a reflection of you.]

The Ip Hwang Seong General Office is still running smoothly even though the young man’s voice is starting to rumble.

They are the only ones who are separated there. At this moment, it is as if mirrors that reflect the inside and outside differently surround the two of them.

It was all because of the energy waves that were transparently emanating from the young man of letters’ body. It was the art of manipulating internal energy that brought about a transcendental spectacle.

The ends of Im Jin-myeong’s beard slightly rose.

“What an enviable technique. Truly lethal.”

[I asked how you knew my identity.]

“I thought that Yeo Ryeong-ju’s Gongwolmu was just amazing, but thinking about it again, I think it would be incredibly useful in real combat. It’s definitely incomparable to things like Inpimyeon-gu.”

[I have been competing with you for quite some time. In the end, I have reduced the power of this land a lot, so it is understandable that you are upset.

But shouldn’t the question be fair? I already answered it once.]

They are both teasing each other with a relaxed expression. In terms of baduk, it is a situation where one is left out. Naturally, Im Jin-myeong is the one who is cornered.

He tapped the table with his index finger.

I won the fight.

‘but…….’

When looking at the entire Gangho region, victory or defeat becomes ambiguous.

That’s the position of the opponent. It would be great if the Iphwangseong clan were destroyed, but even if that doesn’t happen, there’s nothing to regret.

It was a northern powerhouse.

Woof.

Im Jin-myeong secretly pulled the energy that had been raised to Baekhoehyeol in one breath into the inner part of his eyeball.

“To be honest, I’m only now realizing your identity. Of course, I had my doubts. A guy who failed every time he got results, and now he’s doing something like this again without even caring about his own prestige… No matter how much I think about it, his temperament is different from that of the people here.”

He spoke slowly. He said that he had been closely investigating the actions of the female lord, who was a peerless master and could never be caught.

The young man of letters, Yeo Ryeong-ju, drew faint lines on his lips.

[I admit it. I failed as a member of the Thirteen Heavenly Lords.]

“Yeah, it’s kind of funny to see an incompetent guy laughing.”

[You’ve lost your mind.]

The female protagonist raises her hand and gives a short nod. It was a sign of departure. At that moment, a colorless light flashed through Im Jin-myeong’s eyes.

“I think there’s something wrong.”

A thick, growling voice flows out.

Today, the words and actions of the new sword master were similar to those displayed by the main character. The smile of the female spirit that had dyed the tip of her index finger with a pure white light was erased.

[The one who will soon die is alive. Everything that happens on this land is only your mutual destruction, and it does not harm us at all.]

“I did not deplete the power of this land. I just trampled and killed a group of bandits who were eating away at the lives of the common people. With the leather shoes of Jeong Gong of Seomye.”

As always.

Im Jin-myeong continued speaking in a voice that sounded like he was spitting.

“Of course, there is no need to blame yourself too much. No one in this world could have predicted the appearance of Jeong Gong.”

[A name that will die before it even reaches the target.]

“Of course, no one could have guessed what he could arrange.”

[If you die, this land will become even more chaotic.]

They only speak to each other.

Im Jin-myeong didn’t even get up until Yeo Ryeong-ju’s hand was thrust down toward him.

In a situation where heavy internal injuries are already being suppressed, only two people are moving in a situation where any resistance is meaningless.

A wave of long-range energy that cuts through space while flicking its tongue like a snake, and another hand that suddenly smoothly crosses space and grabs the neck of the female spirit.

Jeez, jeez, jeez!

It was the sound of the surrounding air curtain and the female spirit’s self-defense aura being crushed. Blue veins were wriggling on the back of his pale, pure white hand.

Next to the queen.

The woman in the red robe had jet-black hair flowing down like the night sky. A thick aura of blood flowed from the corners of her lips that were turned up.

“Who died young?”

A voice similar to Yeo Ryeong Ju flowed out from Chil Sado’s lips. The hand holding his throat completely copied the voice. It was not intentional.

It was simply due to the energy overflowing from Chilsa Do’s body and her innate senses.

The queen smiled back at him.

[You bloodthirsty demon with no separate escort in the darkness of the wilderness, didn’t I prepare for you?]

The martial arts of a peerless master are meant to encompass all situations. It is extremely rare for one to die in vain.

Phew!

The goddess’s body became hazy like smoke.

Almost at the same time, Im Jin-myeong’s martial arts were activated. Shingongbigi Jeongan (整眼).

His vision soared for a moment with the first eye of the Emperor’s Palace, and the sight that appeared before his eyes was completely crumpled and then spread out again on the distant tree.

A view looking down on the roof of the main office building, which is wide open due to the constant movement of spirits.

It was none other than Baekyeon who shared eyes with him, and at that moment, the pure white swallow was piercing the air with its small beak. It was sitting on the shoulder of a woman who was carrying an arrow in her long bow.

-This way!

As he activated the Anbeop, the sound of Imjinmyeong that had already been uttered flashed through the air like a flash. Cheonhamok Chicheon Palace Baek’s hand immediately flicked the bowstring.

Fighting!

Her light green hair fluttered along her body as she faced the explosive recoil, and a single ray of light was gently engraved like moonlight from the tree branches to the commander’s office.

A sight that caught the white swallow’s tiny eyes.

The first thing that came to mind was the appearance of the female spirit suddenly raising her head directly towards them.

In the time of the peerless masters who stretched the moment to eternity, his eyebrows began to rise. It was an unbecoming sight for someone who had been teasing the world with dry eyes.

yes-

At the gesture that even the afterimage followed, Gongwolmu’s breath rose again like a piece of mirror and just before it could fill the broken part, a red haze like blood mercilessly blocked the movement.

A moment when waves of confusion rose in Yeo Ryeong-ju’s eyes.

Phew! Phew!

His head was blown apart.