Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 571

Nadam (4)

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The North is an ambiguous land.

At least for those familiar with the Ming Dynasty.

This is because it was a place that was thoroughly controlled by the absolute powers of the government, such as Emperor Geonreung, the Three Generals, and the Three Great Imperial Masters.

This means that, except for a very small number of sects that originally had close ties with the imperial family, there was no encounter with the northern powers.

Internal and external troubles.

The Ming Dynasty entrusted the martial arts world, which could be considered an internal concern, to Ip Hwang-seong, and directly confronted the northern foreign powers that were threatening the existence of the empire.

And so it became a wall.

The power of the empire that was founded by uniting countless martial arts clans and great factions poured into the north.

The process was so large that it could be called the most grand historical event in the Ming Dynasty.

Naturally, most Ming Dynasty martial artists were ignorant of the culture, martial arts, tendencies, and power structure of the Yao tribes.

That was why the masters who coveted the secret of Jongnam Swordsman rushed to the northern lands without hesitation.

Because I’m so ignorant.

Because it’s hard to feel a proper sense of reality.

Woof!

Because of this, the woman who opened her eyes with a hazy focus at that moment, the martial arts of the world’s greatest warrior was also shocking to Geom-hu.

It’s not just because of the worldly nerves.

Not only was his skillful fighting skills like a monster, but his martial arts skills were also amazing, allowing him to shake the breath of a peerless master while facing him, and his distribution of energy was so good at long-term battles that it seemed like he was the embodiment of dedication, all of which were mysterious.

Even the long, silver-gray wavy hair under the dreamy moonlight.

It’s the same now.

An image reflected in her blurred vision.

In the air, Shinto’s body bloomed and disappeared like a flower repeatedly.

Boshin Kyung Halcheonjeopyo (割天接僥). The moment an opponent strikes, the opponent moves away in the exact opposite direction. It is as if the body and internal energy react as if they are one with the opponent.

The Lee Hyeong-Hwan-Wi is the foundation of all body movements. It is an absolute secret technique of the union of the spirits that does not allow any critical hits.

That was why Shinto always felt so distant.

Even if it’s a sword strike that cuts down a mountain, if it doesn’t hit, that’s all.

The dagger of the northern warrior.

If there is another battle between the Northern Powers and the Ming Dynasty, he is a being who can be called a god in terms of war planning.

There is probably no truth to the rumor that he freely moved around the imperial palace in Beijing.

Right away, Geumseonseon felt a dizzy feeling just thinking about the repeated movements of Hacheonjeopyo.

‘The author is….’

But the sight before my eyes was strange.

At this moment, the man who had been being teased and trapped by Shinto’s movements, the young man in the silver mask, began to move strangely.

Sarak-

For a split second, the sleeves of two people fluttered in the same direction.

The shabby gray hem fluttering roughly and overlapping over the hem of Shinto’s clothes, which were rippled by the pure white sunlight.

As if he had foreseen the movements of Halcheonjeopyo, a military hero of the Ming Dynasty.

The next moment, a loud noise erupted from the silver masked youth’s shoulder. The divine weapon that was supposed to be used only once when killing an opponent had struck that spot with its sword.

Kookookookookung!

A huge crack runs through the sandy floor, revealing a dark abyss through the gap, creating a cliff-like sight.

The scattered pebbles of dirt distorted the sunlight.

But the young man, as if he were wearing a heavenly armor, only flicked away a single spark and then followed her as if he had become one with the movements of the divine sword.

Before I knew it, I was in a large, blue flame that had spread out in a circle.

“… … !”

The eyes of the Dream Queen flinch slightly.

It was an extremely small movement, but since he was a transcendent being whose mind and body had never been disturbed by anything in the world, the change seemed huge. It was as if his otherwise perfect integrity had been broken.

Now, Geom-hu raised his head completely to the back of the silver masked youth and began to look only at the man.

It was a total feast of noise.

Hwaaaaah! Jeez!

Two new lines of light intersect like rays of light, with the giant of the Yo-jok tribe at the center.

It was a sight that seemed to have a giant absolute being as the central axis of some kind of thread, and I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes.

This was especially true because the giant, peerless master was a monster no different from a divine being.

The sound of his internal energy circulating inside his body reminded me of a waterfall, and a deep blue light was engraved into the air following the nod of his head.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

A giant who literally holds the abyss within his body.

The atmosphere around him is distorted, like the eye of a typhoon on the battlefield.

He was a being who could overwhelm a strategic power with his physical body, not his strategy. To the point where inaction was tantamount to strategy.

Hell of royalties.

There is no one who can survive there.

It shouldn’t exist. Because in the balance between heaven and earth, such a being should not exist.

But the silver masked man moved as if possessed in a space where he would die if he was hit even once.

A movement where you step over the vast shoulders of the giant of the demon tribe as if flowing water, and overlap your body with the divine weapon in the air, blending in like flower petals.

It was almost dreamy.

‘… That’s impossible.’

A movement that is impossible without someone who possesses senses, qualities, and information all in one body. However, there is no such being in the world.

Even if you have the ten best martial arts skills, it is difficult to get used to the top level of the demon clan.

That was when.

A faint vibration was engraved on the soles of his feet, and letters took the shape of letters in his mind on their own.

―I tell the chief of the shop. Get out of sight from that place and disappear to a place far enough away. If by any chance you are still sitting still until this moment, you should move immediately. Do not interfere with the Ming Dynasty’s divine sword any longer.

It was a method of transmission that required a very sensitive sense to understand.

It was clear that the energy of the earth had been shaken by some kind of force, but it was difficult to figure out who sent it, when, and where.

‘The Ming Dynasty’s… divine sword?’

Her wrinkled eyes temporarily regained their smooth elasticity with a half-moon effect. She was young again.

I found a convincing answer.

A being with incredible strength who can stand up to monsters of incredible strength, and who is incredibly knowledgeable about the top echelons of the demon tribe.

It is something that can only be done by embodying the passage of time.

Due to a temporary reversal of fortune, the lips of the mysterious figure in the world, Geumseonseon, opened slightly.

“Mayeonjeok…!”

The greatest villain of the world has arrived.

Showing what kind of being the new sword master is through his young body.

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The swordsman moved away from the battlefield.

Despite her exhausted state, she was fast enough. She was a master swordsman with a long swordsmanship. She was a peerless master who could cast lightness after regaining consciousness.

The strangely hesitant movements were probably the skill of a great general.

‘Okay.’

Jeong Yeon-shin felt the handwriting of the famous master Yun So-hyeon every time she took a step. It was the same even in the midst of her swift movements.

―Shinto is so strong that the northern warriors have come to his side. Although he can be considered the best in the world in terms of physical movements, he is basically someone who can distort the world’s order with a single stroke. You must be wary of sudden attacks. You must not be deceived by the mysterious and mysterious Hatchunjeopyo.

The font was so dense and had distinct strong and weak strokes that it felt like her fingertips were tickling the soles of her feet.

Maybe it was because he liked that feeling. Even though Moon-gok’s huge fist tore through the space and pierced his chin and abdomen, Jeong Yeon-shin smiled.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

A shock wave that turns the entire yellow ground upside down with a loud noise. In an instant, waves made of sand rise up like a castle wall.

Naturally, the pain from that one volume was excruciating. The entire respiratory system, including the middle section, was hit by an earthquake of shock waves.

The silk clothes of the inner power, Jinyeo Hwi Seong Cheon, were also reduced by nearly half in thickness.

My whole body ached.

I’ve encountered countless enemies that wouldn’t be easy to defeat even in a one-on-one match.

It wasn’t just that he wasn’t healthy, it was right to say that he was on the verge of death at every moment. The number of blood vessels that had burst inside his body would have been in the dozens.

‘are you okay.’

Because Unso-hyeon’s Gonwangdoeonbeop was still tickling her feet.

―If the sword has disappeared, it is time to gallop. Get out of there and cover the battlefield. It is possible with the sense of the short-ranged agent and the ten-mile light.

A message that follows Jeongyeonshin steadily.

Part of the sound was the light wave of the light. It was inevitable that one would be drawn to the rotation of the light wheel surrounding Jeongyeonshin’s heart.

It was like a tributary of a river returning to the main stream, and it was continuously deposited in Jeongyeonsin with a certain amount of time difference.

It was as if he had sent timely advice in advance, like Zhuge Wuhou of Shu Han during the Three Kingdoms period.

It could be said that it was the union of the Dali Myungryu Dae Shingong Bigi and the Seomyeomu Maek. Admiration flashed through Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

Now is the beginning.

―First, it is ten li southwest of the Yeokru Fortress. The army of the Sixth Heavenly Lord Moon-gok is blocking the Tae-yeom-ryong of the Shin-geom-maldan. Behind them, Yeom-jeong’s army is pushing in. The two great warriors of the Sixth Heavenly Lord each use the axe technique that overlaps the light waves and the moon-slashing (chain sickle) that kills with one blow. They are preventing the two Shin-geom-dan battalions from joining in with their skilled command of the troops. If things continue this way, they might be defeated individually.

Jeongyeonshin twisted her body in the realm of the moment.

In that moment, Moon-gok’s fist and Shin-tu’s long kick swept past them like a meteor. The aftereffects alone were enough to rumple the rough hem of the nameless clothes.

Jeongyeonshin didn’t care.

thud!

Just press down on the ground and kick it.

A huge tidal wave of sand rose behind Jeongyeonshin, and Moongok and Shintu both disappeared from their places with indifferent expressions on their faces.

New models that extend out like meteors.

It was the beginning of a chase.

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The North is the world of the Northern Kings.

The logic was that the world would change with the king’s movements. Just as the desert that had been spread out silently around the Taeyeonryong was filled with people and horses.

For Taeyeonryong, it was like the world changed while he was running towards Jeongyeonshin.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!!

The sound of horse hooves shakes the plains.

There were hundreds of cavalrymen, each trained in the art of the new martial arts. The sight of their vast masses swell and close in on the wilderness was a terrifying sight.

Mungokgun and Yeomjeonggun.

It was a notorious martial arts force even among the entire tribe.

The Northern warriors are like that. When sharing drinks, there is no one in the world who is as hearty as they are, but when they charge together without any formation, they are the masters of the battlefield.

What kind of group would be born if the overwhelming military spirit of the old Yuan Dynasty, the customs and temperament of the Yao tribe, and the aggressiveness of all kinds of nomads and Manchurian warriors were mixed together?

To call it a monster would suffice.

Kwaaaaang!

Taeyeonryong was swept away by the charge of the steeds that had been transformed into true energy.

After Jeong Yeon-shin was appointed as the Pa-gun of the Six Princes, the previous Six Princes, King Cham-mang, sent his wife, Bing-je, to the monster.

The eight directions are nothing but dust containing fragments of all kinds of internal energy.

Distinguishing between heaven and earth was fundamentally impossible.

However, the war horses of the Mungok Army ran across the plains without hesitation like snakes. The entire formation was like one giant monster.

The violent shaking and fierce thumping made the ground rumble with thunder. The word war was right.

‘Things that are messy…’

In my heart, that’s true, but in reality, the only one who can be bothered is the one who faces a cavalry force that has mastered martial arts alone.

Every time Taeyeonryong melted the head of a war horse and blew it up with a single blow, the hooves of other horses would come crashing in with their sharp swords.

A tidal wave of people and horses rushing in like a torrent, pressuring from all sides.

It was to the extent that the Namgung Se-ga’s royal swordsmanship had transcended a certain realm and become a reality. It was truly a military force that emperors would be able to use.

“A traitor to the Emperor!”

“Minions of the Northern King, Yelü!”

The shouts of the demons, who were all shouting out their full strength, shook my mind. It was a roar that was almost like a sound. They used every word to slaughter their enemies.

“There is no pride in a warrior who follows the masked man! And yet you are a servant of the North King!”

“If you don’t go back to the North Sea, you will be torn to pieces and die!”

Every voice is thunder and lightning.

Tae-Yeon-Ryong muttered to himself in the midst of the chaos. He might die.

That was when.

“Block it! Left side! Left side!”

“The King of Yalul is coming! He’s going to cross over to the Yanjing Army and the Chigeuk Army…!”

A variety of voices erupted from among the soldiers of Mungok-gun who were imprisoning Tae-yeom-ryong.

They made no secret of their military strategy.

At that moment, I heard that the hundred or so Southern martial artists trapped in the Yeomjeong Army and Chigeuk Army were on the verge of being annihilated. It was said that they were the ones with the character ‘Hwang (荒)’ tattooed on their clothes.

They are no match for us in group battles.

The combination of the Northern Kings’ whistle-blowing and the cavalry of their martial arts was thrilling, if not incredible.

‘It seems like they came from the north to attack. Maybe two or three?’

The timing is not good. If we are defeated individually, everything will be in vain.

Taeyeonryong leaped into the air, trampling on the crescent sword of a mounted warrior.

And he turned his head in another direction. This was because he felt a new wave of spirit gathering outside the overwhelming military spirit of the cavalry.

Seven in total.

The moment I realized it, it was within reach.

Flutter!

The dust that had been spread out in a mess is covered with black hems.

I could tell who they were without even having to look closely at their faces. They were the owners of the original Wonpyeongil Sword Master.

For a brief moment, Tae-Yeon-Ryong was troubled. He knew that he had no trust in the former Hwangbo family’s scoundrel, the Grand Prince.

Should I throw away the defensive grass? He is known to be a traitor to the Emperor, and he is still fighting for the Northern King.

‘I also have to explain who the King of Yul is. I don’t want to end up like a fool who gets killed or interferes with my own forces…’

But that was it.

Phew!

In an instant, the woman with pure white skin brushed past him, the Lady of Heaven, Bukgung Ah, kicked a pair of horses and blew them up.

The shockwave exploded with a bang as if biting its tail. The smell of blood rose from her pants that were stuck to her legs for easy leggings.

A middle-aged man’s voice also rang out.

“If you are applying, then the author must be him.”

The dark, thick leg of the Mugeukjeonju disappeared with a clanking sound. It had already leaped towards Bukgung, who had stepped on Mungokgun’s sword and was far away.

In reaction, five nearby horses staggered along with a loud thud.

Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Dragon Lord Wei Zhi Jie flew away with a rope around the leg of the Wuji Jeonju with a face that was radiating an ominous murderous aura, while the Yullyeong Lord Yun So Yu and the Cheonrim Lord Ha Hou Wei Jin pierced through the Moon Valley Commandery head-on and flew away.

Evil! Bam!

Blood spurted out like firecrackers from all directions. The two great lords’ sharp winds and fists cut the ground stained with all kinds of footprints into two streams.

There was even a sound of the sand floor suddenly freezing white from the moisture that had suddenly risen.

Damn it―

A skinny man in black clothing slid along the icy road like a ghost.

From the two hands spread out to the left and right, an extremely destructive energy flowed like a ring of lightning, and as soon as the people of Mungok-gun were brushed by that translucent air current, their self-defense energy exploded and they were repelled.

The Great Lord of Destruction, the new emperor of the silent army.

The owner of the ice road, Seonmokryeongju Cheon Soso, also landed beyond Mungokgun like them. It seemed like there was something he had to do with Daeju first.

It was at that moment that the space suddenly began to distort from afar. The terrifying pressure was vivid even from hundreds of feet away.

Taeyeonryong’s eyes widened.

‘The Sixth Commander, Moon Valley…!’

It was a moment.

Without a sound, a huge crater was created in the distant wilderness. A hemispherical crater measuring a hundred jang in diameter. It was as if an invisible meteor had suddenly struck.

It was a natural disaster.

The backlash came late.

Zzz— Not only was the sound of the wind filling my ears dull, but the strong wind started to create dozens of sand waves in all directions. The feeling of it immediately pressing down on my skin was terrifying.

It was the one-fisted attack of Yuk Won-seong-gun.

‘Is that a martial art…?’

But Taeyeonryong didn’t think any further.

Kwaaaaah!

The body of the King of Yelü, who had turned dozens of times in an instant, crossed with the great lords. It was as if they were exchanging turns.

Jeong Yeon-shin, wearing a mask, moved away in the opposite direction.

Another couple of armed forces were trapped by the Yeomjeong Army and Chigeuk Army. It was the movement of the Shingeomdanju that had to prioritize gathering immediately.

The space that Jeongyeonshin left was filled with other people and other clothes.

Jeokbuk-

It was a gentle sound of footsteps.

The seven great lords walked towards Mungok, without any pretense or pretense.