Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 613

Three Swords (6)

A smile appeared on Moon-gok’s large lips. At the same time, his large foot kicked Namgung Hwa-shin short.

Kwaaaaaaaang―!

A pale shock wave crashed down from Namgung Hwasin’s abdomen, then shot out the body he had hit like a cannonball. In an instant, a yellowish whirlwind cut straight across the wilderness, following the path the new form had taken.

It was a sight that could not help but draw the attention of the black people, including Jin Myeong-jo, even if only for a moment.

“hmm.”

Moon-gok shrugs his shoulders once.

That alone caused a faint ripple to rise from his shoulder blades. In an instant, the muscles concentrated in both arms and the overwhelming internal energy filled in the area that had been split by the two sword wounds.

At that moment, a voice as if shattering ice flowed from Moon-gok’s face.

“Focus on me.”

It’s Jinmyeongjo. These are the words that the fist palm method said to the best external person known as Seongmyeongjeolgi.

Moon-gok smiled brightly.

“I didn’t know the knife would go all the way up to the tendon. I’m glad I tightened my muscles in a hurry.”

Just as Moon-gok had bought time to shake his shoulder, Jin-myeong-jo, who had previously thrown out an absurd sword attack, also needed some time to breathe in his internal energy. That was how they divided it up.

Moon-gok glanced over Jin-myeong-jo’s shoulder.

A young man of heroic appearance was receiving Namgung Hwasin. He was wearing a blue robe over a black robe, but it seemed to be a half-baked black robe. The only thing that was unusual was the murderous intent that was woven into his body.

However, Moon-gok’s eyes were already aware of the identity of the young man, Yeong-geon. Iphwangdaehyeop Heonwonchang. No one is insignificant when it comes to the enemies of Ma-gyeong.

“It’s okay.”

Namgung Hwasin spoke while being supported by Heonwonchang. His pupils were rolled back, revealing the whites of his eyes.

I fainted and almost died.

“It’s sturdy.”

The muttering of the moon.

At the same time, Namgung Hwasin patted Heonwonchang on the shoulder and staggered to his feet. No one knew what was going on. What kind of thoughts were filling his mind?

There are only madmen.

However, Moon-gok soon turned his gaze back. The reason was that the blood demon who had lowered his twin swords was standing in the air with the power of the Nunggongheodo.

Moon-gok opened his mouth.

“Mencius spoke of those who devote their hearts to something… This is a martial art that will advance as much as you devote your heart to it, so I truly respect it.”

Blood was flowing down his thick shoulders like an iron tower. It was the blood of the ‘six stars’, a rare sight. Even though the fight had only just begun.

“But this is war. It’s different from any fight you’ve ever fought. Do you think you can win?”

“… … .”

Jinmyeongjo simply returned the dark red twin swords that had once become dim to their dark colors. And that was it. Moongok could not continue speaking.

Before I knew it, the greatsword of the Goyo Seonggeomju was perpendicular to the sky, while the other black ones were also close by, having finished their desperate preparations. Each of them was holding a sword of crimson fog.

It doesn’t stop. There’s no sign of stopping.

For a moment, the air nearby became translucent and warped with their movements.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

The entire view before the transcendent giant’s eyes became pitch black.

* * *

It was a horrific sight.

The strongest of the six star forces, the Northern King of the Great Sword, and the Divine Sword Lord, the Myulseom Lord, the Yeoui Heaven Lord, the Cheonrim Lord, the Gwanggeom Lord, and the Divine Sword Lord were all entangled in the yellow-brown whirlwind.

The masters’ power created a whirlpool that was so high it could even surpass the castle walls.

There was even Heonwonchang, who was hovering outside the whirlwind with eyes that were too young to live. The hem of his black clothes were waving like blades.

Kwak …

The dirt floor was constantly eroding in a giant spiral, and the black walls beyond it were constantly trembling. Dust flowed down like silk from between the bricks.

It was difficult to figure out how many sums were exchanged, or which amount was given to whom.

Under the blue sky of late winter.

It is an area that is difficult for others to access.

Kugu palace!

The same was true for Shin So-bin, who was running towards the wall while holding a ring at that moment. The whirlpool created by the clash of the two leaders was clearly more overwhelming than her technique.

‘The rotation will be stronger, why…!’

I know why. It’s obviously the performer’s problem.

But what could he do? He didn’t know anything about Jeongyeonshin. He was born into a noble family and was a lucky disciple of the Seom Yemu Maek, so he was blessed with good fortune.

That was when.

“Just break through!”

Hong Ju-geom (紅晝劍), a middle-aged swordsman who was one of the oldest among the Blues, shouted from the front.

There is no metallic crash. There is only the sound of the ground shaking as the light aircraft charges and the roar of the wind.

The new sword of the Iphwangseong clan.

In an instant, he slams away the waves of swords, axes, hooves, and reckless fists that were rushing in, and runs toward the castle gate.

A sight of over 500 Shingeomdan warriors either grabbing the blades in front of them with their hands and jumping over them, or spinning like a whirlwind at extreme speeds to pass over their enemies.

“… … ?!”

The distorted faces of the cavalry army reveal their emotions for the first time. Those who should have been crushed to death have seemingly skipped the clash. It is impossible not to feel bewildered.

Is it because the achievement of Hwagyeong (化勁) increased endlessly as soon as I deeply mastered the Shingeomdan Jeonggadonggong?

Kugugugugugugu!

The Blue Knights each surprised themselves by flexibly defeating the enemy forces. They could even prioritize the search for Jeongyeonshin.

“Don’t look away! The Northern King belongs to the Black Swords!”

Hong Ju-geom shouted repeatedly. Shin So-bin, who was running while looking at the whirlpool of the great lords as if possessed, suddenly spurred on her lightness.

Phew!

He leaps over the wall with a huge leap.

The soft glow of the ten-mile light reached her heels. Many blue warriors also jumped up the wall vertically.

Shin So-bin glanced back in the air.

A powerful pressure hits my cheek.

The 1,000 or so martial arts troops of Heukdo are turning their horses’ heads back on the steep road. They are the powerful men of the demon tribe, with facial features twisted like a mask worn incorrectly, and a body that is four or five times as large as Shin So-bin.

‘There’s no time…!’

They all had mastered the Cheondan Gwanggap. They had already felt its heavy pressure on their skin when they passed by it once. If they hit it hard, they would not only block their escape route, but they might even get crushed to death.

Even the demons who had dared to charge with light swords had already followed the rear of the Shingeomdan.

This is because, unlike horseback riding, the direction changes were free. The sound of the footsteps and hooves of the horsemen in pursuit shook the very axis of the earth.

Yeon So-ha, who was said to have a unique perspective on running away because none other than Yong Hee-myeong was his superior, whistled from one side.

“If I catch you, I’ll crush your head first. At that level, you could even trample on Beijing? Is that right?”

“Senior Yeon, please concentrate too.”

Shin So-bin left everything behind and stepped down from the castle walls. Finally, it was Heukdo. Just like its name, the buildings made of pitch-black bricks filled her eyes like another castle wall.

Even though we clearly passed the castle walls, it seemed as if another fortress had been opened up. It was so quiet, with no sign of life.

All the pavilions are like giant swords.

Unlike in the South, they did not try to block the ‘doors’, so their lifestyle included raising the roofs of their houses sharply to ward off the occasional strange birds that flew in from the sky.

The heavy air also hit me hard. It was extremely humid. Just smelling the bloody smell that permeated everywhere made my body feel heavy.

In the meantime, the five hundred or so blue Shingeomdans landed mostly on the city walls. Not a single tremble occurred.

Even the slightest shock was absorbed by the Yongcheon point on the sole of the foot, and at that moment, it was used as a driving force for lightness.

“Prepare for the sword battle!”

Hong Ju-geom’s screams rise through the rooftops, which are sharp like blades.

The Shingeomdan all kicked the floor at once.

Kwaaaaaaaang―!

The moment the rubble exploded in all directions, the blue warriors broke through the layers of shock waves they had created themselves and reached the official road of the Demon Realm capital.

An overwhelming military city.

Since it was a road open to the common people, it was truly incredibly wide. It was wide enough for eighteen horse-drawn carriages to run at once.

The destination was clear.

It was beyond the wide highway and dozens of pavilions.

In the far distance rises the ruler’s palace.

It is clearly different from the houses that surround the Shingumdan like a forest of swords. It is covered with an elegant octagonal roof like the architectural style of the Ming Dynasty, but the inside is filled with pitch-black darkness.

It was called Heukdo Palace.

The place where everything about the future emperor of the Qing Dynasty is located.

There must be a famous cult leader, Socheonmujeok. She said she was preparing a formation to manifest her power. There was even a high possibility that other northern kings would be standing guard over her.

Naturally, the Southern Emperor of the world would be sitting on the throne.

But there is no other way.

Whether they stay still or turn around and retreat, death will come to them as the King of the North and the Shingeomdan, and above all, the Shingeomdan has lost its leader.

They ran with a loud noise on their heels.

“Keep on going.”

“The cycle must not stop.”

Words that seem to be spoken to oneself.

While running, prepare for the cut with your movements.

Meanwhile, the center of the black road was wide open, so it was not difficult to advance. Beyond it were the palaces of high-ranking officials.

The houses were lined up in a wide square shape. They also had pointed roofs, making them look like fortresses, but you had to go past that point to reach the Heukdo Palace.

It’s a distance of more than three thousand meters.

Its size is comparable to or even surpasses that of the old Chang’an City in the Central Plains. Naturally, it is impossible to cross it in an instant even with a quick light attack.

They have seen a lot.

The atmosphere was simmering in a circular, translucent shape here and there. Pieces of meat and blood were strewn out in front of it, and entrails that had fallen from unknown parts. It was as if civilians had taken refuge while slaughtering and obtaining raw meat.

The atmosphere was overwhelming.

The red lumps of muscle or fascia pulsated on their own. They were probably parts that had been discarded because they were not chewed.

What kind of animal’s meat is it?

Of course, it must be the monster with great strength who came out of that ‘gate’ – Shin So-bin thought. At the same time, she gently stroked her own arms.

“Here it is again. You can’t come out. You’ll be eaten by a monster.”

The swallow that had been poking her front chin with its short beak stops. Soon after, there is a sound of its small head tilting in her bosom.

“Right, good.”

The Ma-gyeong Gangho that Shin So-bin learned was a place that should be like this. You have to be careful, always be patient, and at the same time look out for others, but in doing so, you always end up losing someone… .

Her grandmaster said so.

Even now, there is no Jeongyeonshin. In the first place, didn’t the Shingeomdan risk annihilation to arrive here? That’s also why Shin Sobin has learned Hwankang so deeply.

‘I have to save at least one more person…’

That was when.

On one side, a young man in a tattered blue uniform opens his eyes blearily. He is a young blue warrior from the Myungryu Corps. He is currently a Sambok who has been drafted as a member of the Shingeom Corps.

“… This is Chigeukgun.”

The front is as opaque and glaring as midsummer.

The aftermath of the immense internal defense wall. In the distorted atmosphere, the crowd completely blocked the central passage of the black road. There were at least three hundred people.

It was an elite force under the command of King Chigeuk, famous for having the best self-defense weapons in the world.

Monsters of the Heavenly Sword.

A martial arts force known to be able to even imprison the Northern King.

But the blue-haired masters saw beyond that. Right now, the middle-aged swordsman of Ma Gwang-ik, Oh Wol-hyang, was raising her sword hilt to the black sword palace.

“There are definitely more Northern Kings. It seems like they are guarding the law. First of all, it is clear that there is a Chigeuk King…”

At that time, the Shingeomdan was already ten paces away from the Chigeuk Army. It was because they had not slowed down at all. It was visible through the translucent air.

The Yojok strong men who raised their huge fists to the opposite shoulder and distorted the atmosphere with their elbows raised like spearheads.

Movement in stillness.

Calm yet aggressive.

The masters of the Heavenly Sword could launch an overwhelming attack just by standing still. There must have been countless people who were crushed the moment they collided. It was a divine skill that even drove the Divine Sword Master into a corner.

They are an army that has even perfected the art of Cheondan Gwanggap to the pinnacle of the magic realm.

At that moment, Shin So-bin felt it.

Suddenly―

It was the sound of Sambok gnashing his teeth. He was a scout from the Shingeomdae who had learned the martial arts of Myeongryudae. He must have known well what Jeong Yeon-shin had experienced in the north. He must have seen it firsthand in the Battle of Cheonggwangpyeong.

bang!

The five hundred or so divine swordsmen ran like swooping magpies. At the same time, white rays of light began to faintly flow out from their weapons and bodies.

Simultaneous operation of Jeonggadonggong and Gwangyegyeol.

Woof woof woof!

The flow of true energy was interlocked as if it had been one from the beginning. With each step, the white current of energy became thicker, and the energy wave of Cheon Dan Gwang Gap, which had first collided with the energy wave of Gwang Ye Gyeol, was shaken and distorted.

“… … ?”

“What is it?”

The expressionless faces of the Chigeuk Army’s masters were cracked.

The new sword of the Iphwangseong clan.

It was ridiculously fast. There was no hesitation at all. The light-hearted dash of the blue masters that had been revealed up to this point was transformed into a huge ball of light right in front of Chigeuk-gun’s nose, making a strange roaring noise.

It took a split second for a single giant light sword to surround the Shingeomdan. It flashed like lightning without giving me time to even blink.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

A tidal wave of pure white light passed by, pushing away the Chigeuk Army.

The shockwaves burst out in all directions like feathers, and many people were blown away or had their entire bodies torn apart. At the same time, the smell of blood was torn away by the waves of the mad sword.

Ruins remained.

The ground belatedly caved in, and fragments of what had been human beings were swept away through the gap. The air, which had been compressed to the limit for a moment, was also released with a bang.

“… … .”

The silence that leads to death.

The Shingeomdan had already advanced far ahead. The fragments of white light were fading away in their footsteps. There were no casualties.

It was a result no one had expected.

This moment.

From the distant Black Palace, the voice of the Absolute could be heard, albeit slowly.

[… I and the new sword master are people who have achieved the highest level of harmony. Aren’t we surrounded by an abundance of talented people?]

“Namje…?!”

Regardless of Shin So-bin’s reaction, a very funny story continued.

[But since this is a dark place, the geography is mine, and since I have spent a long time here, the timing of heaven is also on my side.]

“… … .”

[On the other hand, a sword sent from heaven like the Shingeomdanju is always accompanied by trials. Naturally, there is no way to fight with all one’s might.

As always, you will arrive at the brink of death or after, swallowing tears of indignation. Your body will be like rags.]

Time, geography, humanity.

The Yao clan, who was appointed as the emperor, talks about the teachings of Mencius. It means not to establish pride in learning. It was a horrifying thing.

[Go now.]

At the same time, heavy sounds rose from various places on the vast black island. There were troops other than the martial arts forces that had been chasing the Shingeomdan up until now.

It was only natural. This was none other than the capital of the Demon Realm.

‘ah…!’

And Shin So-bin realized. The words Nam-je had been spitting out until now were a kind of mantra. By spitting out the thoughts of the upper level, she had created a mysterious harmony.

At that moment, it felt like the martial arts forces that were rising up all over Heukdo were bolstering their power.

Even more, there is no telling which northern kings might appear in the name of protecting the law, since they would have staked everything on manifesting the god of war.

Phew!

Fearsome pressures rush towards the Shingeomdan from all sides. There is even a cavalry force that has already rushed in from behind.

Although I had endured these situations before, the energy that actually touched my skin was literally something of a country.

A shadow fell over the face of Hong Ju-geom, who was leading the way.

“Just a little further… .”

It was a time when young masters such as Shin So-bin, Sambok, and Yeon So-ha were quickly looking around in all directions.

Far south of Heukdo.

A distant mountain range on the other side of the big city.

Suddenly, a straight line was engraved along the rough horizon of the North. At first glance, it looked like a sword path, but somehow, a vague feeling lingered.

“Extraterrestrial…?”

Shin So-bin looked back and her eyes grew wide.

[Namje.]

A voice echoed from afar. A voice flowed through the dim starlight. The young man’s voice permeated the plains like an echo.

[You are conscious of me.]

The vast sky began to crumble into thin strips. It was a transcendent sight. The untimely twilight had descended.

Waves ripple from the distant mountain ridge.

Phew!

A sharp energy surged through the endless sea of clouds. The hazy clouds were moving left and right, forming long shadows.

Slowly the sky opens.

In that moment, a pure white swallow soared from Shin So-bin’s arms. Strength entered her pure white shoulders, and the swallow’s two wings soon overlapped the horizon of the night sky like the handle of a sword.

Beep beep beep beep

Baekyeon’s cry was refreshing.