Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 622

Hongcheon (3)

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It was the final battle of the Demon Realm.

A place where three new sword masters must risk their lives.

This is the place where the three kings of the Six Heavenly Kings, the Northern King Nobancheonja, and the monsters Beopwang revealed their extraordinary divine power.

When the number of people in the group is like this, even a transcendent master of martial arts like Mayanjeok cannot end the fight quickly.

Short-term battle is not possible.

There was not a single person who did not have a cause. Since all of their lives were intertwined, it would be right to keep in mind a long-term war that would change day and night.

Just like when Jeong Yeon-shin, who was obsessed with money, shook hands with the shaman Hyeon Gong-jin for several days.

But still.

The ruined palace was momentarily quiet.

Cheondan Gwanggap (Heavenly Pearl Mineral Armor).

A shield given to this land by the god of war.

Even the inner defense wall of the world was taken away by Jeong Yeon-shin.

Even the North Power Mixed Won Hwang (北力混元荒), a self-defense technique of the suicide squad, may no longer be considered an ‘absolute defense’.

“… … .”

That’s why a great shock swept through the hall. Among the Northern Kings, whose thoughts were soon transformed into momentum, a great commotion that anyone could feel on their skin was sprouting.

Meanwhile, Jeong Yeon-shin met the gaze of the Dharma King below her eyes.

A martial monk with an elegant orange robe hanging down to his feet. Unlike many of the powerful warriors of the demon tribe, he is one of the few sword masters in the arena who is lower in level than them.

This is a person who took a half step back as soon as the armor of the Heavenly Sword was taken off.

He even straightened his back before he knew it. He was a peerless expert. Nevertheless, his colorless eyes were shaking as they filled both his eyes.

It was a great shock.

Jeong Yeon-shin spoke slowly to the king.

“It’s just my opinion, but ultimately, it’s all about how you think about it.”

“… … .”

“While one person’s life may be limited to one martial art, another master’s life may be filled with countless experiences and even more beginner’s skills. However, neither of the two martial arts is ever belittled. They are all of high status and honor. So…”

He continued speaking calmly.

“Similarly, if it is a technique that contains all the secrets of a certain martial art, wouldn’t it be able to handle the martial arts of noble beings like you?”

At the same time, Jeongyeonshin grabbed the light that had risen into her hand.

“like this.”

Boom!

A suppressed explosion.

The fragments of the Cheondan Gwangap, which had become loose due to losing its owner, fell onto Jeongyeonshin’s leather shoes, which were also worn and tattered.

The aftershocks spread throughout the palace at the same time. It was a short but tremendous vibration. It was enough to raise a cloud of gray dust from the floor.

When the blue Taegeuk symbol engraved on the back of Jeongyeonshin’s hand slowly disappeared.

The Pope opened his mouth.

“… The Tathagata must examine the transaction that just took place. With these hands, I have freed myself from the life of a bold merchant, but you are a bandit from the south. The pitiful monk’s Gongwolmu has been replaced by the qualities of the Northern Qi.”

He adjusted his internal breathing in broken Chinese. In a short moment, translucent waves began to form on his body. It was the Heavenly Sword.

Very cunning.

During that moment, Jeongyeonshin silently rotated the wheel of her heart.

The opponent is a peerless old monk with incredible depth of internal energy.

Since the tension of Gongwolmu’s palm was cut off before it could be unleashed, if the King of Beopjusa approaches the battle with Donggwi Eojin’s momentum, he may be able to once again solve the life-saving problem of ‘Wonmaemyeolmyeong (寃枚滅明)’.

Jeongyeonshin thought.

‘There is no such thing as a non-threatening public service.’

This is why a proper combo is needed at this moment.

Even if the opponent starts to surround the Heavenly Sword again, a surefire finishing move must be used.

‘then.’

How about a technique that uses the world’s fastest footwork?

The moment Jeong Yeon-shin lifted one leg, an overwhelmingly thick thrusting wave shot out from the Yongcheon point on the sole of her foot and smashed the ground.

The tip of the foot rose naturally towards the king’s abdomen as if distorting space and time.

Oh my god!

A shock wave that follows the movement and blows away the dust that has risen up like a storm without a trace.

Before she knew it, Jeong Yeon-shin’s bare feet were bumping into a hand.

Sparks burst out like lightning due to the transcendent frictional heat, but the palms of my hands, enveloped in a dark fog, do not move at all. The surrounding air only ripples violently as if it had been hit by waves.

[It is space curvature.]

It was the Southern Emperor who switched positions with the Dharma King at an opportune time. He returned to his original position.

This is what happens when the formation covering the capital city of the Demon Realm is under the control of the Northern First. The opponent of Jeongyeonsin is not a person, but a country, and the Southern Emperor can control space as he pleases, like the Gongwolmu of the Qianling Emperor.

In the end, what Jeongyeonsin had to overcome was the realm of the emperor. Today, he had to go beyond even the nickname of Northern Emperor.

Namje opened his mouth. He absorbed all of Jeongyeonshin’s powers with his own Heavenly Sword Armor’s deceptive emotions.

[You have become too dangerous.]

A battle of six alliances overflowing with overwhelming power.

It feels like the whole body of the listener is being crushed. Is it because the power of the formation spread across the vast capital city is concentrated on oneself?

But Jeongyeonshin’s voice was just as clear.

“It’s my turn.”

He slowly lowered his legs.

Bam.

The palace floor, which was split like a spider web, supported my feet for a moment, but soon it crumbled like mud, causing the ground to sink even lower.

The power of the ‘Samgwangryun (Three Light Wheels)’ cannot be handled by natural objects.

Namje stared at it silently, then suddenly disappeared and appeared at Jeongyeonshin’s side, swinging his sword down. His movements were as natural as a ghost’s.

It was at that moment that the blade of his hand was thrust into Jeongyeonshin’s left leg that had been extended vertically. The piercing light beam and the dark, wispy armor collided and exploded like lightning.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

All the walls surrounding the room burst apart. The aftermath of the Northern First Heavenly Sword was not even able to absorb the power of the attack.

Other secret rooms in the palace were exposed to the front, back, and sides, and in one of them, where the emperor’s ceremonial clothes were stored, the hems of the golden dragon robe were torn and flew up.

at the same time.

Jeong Yeon-shin had to see the scene over Yeom Jeong’s shoulder, not Nam Je’s.

Another Namje trick. The two Yukwonseongguns switched positions as if it were a lie. Before Jeongyeonshin could even lower her legs.

[This is the Emperor’s domain.]

Are you preparing for the Gongwolmu?

The idea of Yeomjeong swinging her red spear horizontally as if she was afraid of appearing. It was a breathless fight for Jeongyeonshin.

The golden dragon robes fluttering in all directions seemed to be spinning in a circle among themselves in a loop of time that seemed to have stopped.

bang!

A short, loud noise was heard from Jeong Yeon-shin’s hand as he stretched his arm out to the side. Before he knew it, his hand was covered in dark blue flames, and Yeom Jeong’s blow was filled with overwhelming precision.

For a moment, Jeong Yeon-shin felt like a general in the military, but then he was kicked out.

Hwaaaaaaaah!

In an instant, the strong wind pressure not only held the side of my body back, but also crushed it like an iron wall. It seemed as if I would be shot out of the palace.

It’s a natural result.

Because I faced the climax of the Sixth Heavenly King with an unstable posture and the worst breathing.

However, Yeomjeong looked greatly surprised as she caught up with Jeongyeonshin in one leap. This was probably because she was reacting to the secret technique of changing the spatial curvature.

[Did you form a natural body?]

“Why?”

Jeongyeonshin briefly asked while in the air.

It had been a long time since he had accelerated his entire body’s reaction speed to the limit with the Hwan-gang-Jeong-geuk-roe. One day, when he was sharing his true energy with the swordsman under the night sky, even his senses had been permeated.

Even the sense of the black ring is funny.

Hurrah!

It wasn’t difficult to slow down the speed by embedding the invisible sword Starry Night into the ground.

As the Jin-gi blade spread wide, a deep furrow was carved. At the same time, a flame rushed over Jeong Yeon-shin’s head as she stopped.

She suddenly transformed into the Dharma King, holding up her red spear high.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

A pressure as if several typhoons had come together burst out from the upper seat where the stone throne was located far away. Also, Yeom Jeong, who had moved her position as if in a dream, cried out to Yong Hee Myung.

Next to him, Namje was approaching Yonghee Myung with both feet raised.

―It’s not easy. It’s getting worse and worse. Just now, I almost had my arm torn off by that black-haired emperor. I control space as I wish. These guys are turning like chariot wheels and engaging in a wheel war.

With the sound of the broken sword, the body of a dragon swimming in light quickly rushed into Jeongyeonshin’s ear. It was so fast that it reminded him of the Hyegwangsim-eo of Shaolin Master Beomheo.

―Seomye, do you know what is most important in this battle? It is that I do not get hurt. It is not just because your immediate senior is precious. The blood I shed is extremely mystical, and if it is sprinkled on this formation, you never know what will happen.

Finally, Yonghee Myung asked.

―Isn’t there anything big enough to change the situation all at once? If I were to release my Gongwolmu right now, it would be like giving them my cards first.

At that time, Jeong Yeon-shin was facing the bewildered gaze of the King. It was right after she had tilted the dark blue Starry Night sword body diagonally.

“… … !”

Wasn’t it a coordinated movement?

At this moment, the peerless monk from the Western Regions who had come right up to his face seemed to be thinking of the parents of the Southern Emperor. The god of the upper hall also seemed to have been exalted to the utmost level once again.

[Secret Sect Great Hand Seal! Five Thunder God Palms…!]

“… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been staring blankly at the sight for a moment in the time that stretched out like a swamp, suddenly spun around in a shape of a dark blue sword holding a flame.

Woof-

The starry night cried.

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Two hundred or so martial artists were galloping along the ridge. At the foot of the mountain, a dark metropolis could be seen far beyond the wilderness.

It’s not a public road.

However, the rough road has been created because the one-armed blind swordsman and the Northern Emperor passed through it before.

Two people spoke at the front of the group.

“Why did you suddenly become so fast? You were dragged here against my will.”

A handsome man with dazzling white hair fluttering behind his back.

“I can smell the Whipoongryeong guys. Has it been disgusting for a day or two that they have been treating us like they are the only ones who are proud? Now that we’ve arrived in the capital, my hands are itchy.”

A swordsman in a fur hat riding a large war horse.

Each is the Blood King and the Wind Curtain Lord.

They ran quickly at the rear of the group, regardless of whether the armored boy was watching or not, and stopped near the end of a high slope.

thud!

The backlash from the mass attack is sweeping across the country.

It was a great location, with a view of the vast expanse of the city beyond the dust.

The Blood King slowly opened his mouth.

“… I will live long and see. I will step into that horse race myself… … .”

His red eyes turn to the city. To a land that suppresses the human spirit just by looking at it.

The roofs of the dark pavilions rose sharply like the tips of swords. The capital city of Heukdo was spread out below the steep road.

A metropolis where the fighting god and the six constellations have poured their souls into.

In the cradle of martial arts, no force has ever been allowed to enter, even if they invaded far below the walls.

The Blood King’s House and the Wind Curtain have arrived at the northernmost part of the Demon Realm. They were pushed by voluntary and involuntary relationships, prepared relationships and old ill-fated relationships.

It was also a sight that proved that the world was moving.

Woohoo!

Suddenly, a thick wind sounded as if dozens of winds were overlapping. It was the sound of the soft starlight gathering into the sword of the windbreaker who was holding the hilt. It was a sword ring.

The windmill owner opened his mouth again.

“There are a lot of flies.”

The battle taking place below was far beyond the level of swordsmanship of a single martial artist.

A fight that will have a huge impact on the future state of affairs in the world. Naturally, many eyes will be watching.

Even after the rumor that Namje had created the traditional formation of throwing himself had spread secretly, all sorts of groups had no choice but to gather.

Other ruling powers of the Demon Realm, the spy organization under the Ming Dynasty’s Dongchang, the great aristocrats and some prestigious families south of the Great Wall, the warlord clans of Ara (Russia) disguised as merchants, the travelers from the East with the style of scholars carrying yellow bows on their backs…

Each and every one of them had various figures standing here and there like flowers blooming on a mountain ridge. At this moment, the gazes pouring down from the Blood King’s House and the Windbreak were also theirs.

The majority of them were local martial artists who had been roaming the Demon Realm since ancient times, and Gwangpungmakju openly frowned at their gaze.

That was when.

“hmm?”

It is the voice of the Blood King, who was looking towards the castle gate.

“It’s an eyesore.”

It was when the wind-blown sword, which had been drawn out like a whip of a heavenly god, scorched a dozen nearby swords with a single strike.

A sight reflected in the blood king’s bright red eyes.

As soon as the pure white haired bloodthirsty demon slashed down the side of the head of the ‘Giant Moon Valley’, he was caught in a giant grip and lifted up.

Inside the gate, the great king Vazra, wearing a blue thunderbolt, clashed with three black ones, but managed to turn his back on the black sword.

It was when the martial arts forces, including several great warriors, were clashing with the Iphwangseong Shingumdan at the border of the dry garden of the Heukdo Palace.

From the Heukdo Palace, where the roof is wide open and you can see the human-shaped monsters with great strength.

Phew!

A dark and bluish light rotated horizontally. A dreamy sight. A range that encompassed the entire black island.

Not only was the complex of buildings densely packed together, but the endless walls running along both sides seemed to have carved an untimely horizon.

“… … .”

In an instant, all the noise in the wilderness was caught up in its trajectory and flew away. For a moment, it seemed as if a dark blue night had flickered over the city.

The sword that had been roaring next to the Blood King disappears.

“Intangible, sword…?”

The windbreak’s expression turned blank.

The entire city was split in two with an indescribable explosion of noise.