Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 78

Competition (2)

“Your lord?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. It’s been like that since before the announcement of the competition.”

It was the highest seat in the central martial arts arena of Iphwangseong. It was a conversation between the senior lord and the former lord of the new sword corps.

The old man, dressed handsomely in purple, smiled. He was the head of the Imperial Family.

He stroked the white beard hanging down his chin, and even with his small gestures, his young presence was no less impressive.

He said.

“Long? It’s only been seven days. Why don’t you worry about your own family? I heard there was a huge riot.”

“I have really been acting up. Before being a member of the royal family, you are a member of my family. How could you act so rashly······.”

Mayeonjeok looked at me with a scary face.

It was the time when the annex of Iphwangma was turned upside down. Masain’s biological mother, Joo Yeon-jeong, came into contact with Seomye.

Something that might have gone unnoticed was revealed. It was thanks to the commotion caused by the warriors of Ma Gwang-ik.

“She’s your niece’s daughter-in-law. You can’t just say that so rashly.”

“I was very disappointed. I thought that he would put Mark on a rock along with the saints.”

“How can we maintain peace when our children’s right to the throne is shaken? It is even more so when it is the fault of the relatives who have come in.”

“The relative who rolled in? Now that I look at it, I see that you were jealous. How dare you say that after seeing that appearance? If you’re serious, I’ll have to find your own grave from the very beginning.”

Mayenjeok pointed down.

It was the center of the training ground. Seomye Jeongyeonshin won the competition before the final match.

A boy wearing a blue robe was slowly sheathing his sword.

There was no wavering in his gesture of surrender, but his calm complexion stood out.

He easily defeated the white master who was close to the blue promotion. It meant that he was an old-school elite warrior who could be acknowledged by any martial artist.

He said he was sixteen years old. It was something that anyone would find hard to believe.

“Namgungga’s Cheongbaekssanggirin (a pair of pure and innocent giraffes) became famous when they were younger than that child.”

The elder said with a smiling face.

“The Emperor’s Sword of the eldest son, Cheonggi-rin, and the Changgungmuae Sword of the illegitimate son, Baekgi-rin. It was said that this combination would make them invincible in the future. Do you think that Seomye, who grew up with insignificant backgrounds, can catch up? Those who grew up preciously with elixirs are filled with true energy from the very veins. Even if you feed them the highest-grade Yeongdan product late, it won’t make a difference.”

“······.”

“Of course, the island is also extraordinary. I have heard of the martial arts that destroy demons and the sound technique that eliminates the weak. However, it will not work on the best Jeongjong.”

“I know about Baekgirin’s growth. He was originally strong, but it seems he melted the energy of Se-maek’s elixir.”

“He’s a kid I’ve been keeping an eye on, and his accomplishments are incredible. You said that Taeyeonryong was caught in the brain prison, right? Now, even he won’t be able to look down on him. He’s been given a gift from heaven. Even if he wasn’t born with a strong vein, he has outstanding qualities. However, Seomye has different conditions.”

The elder continued speaking, pointing to Seomye and Baekgirin respectively.

“Look at their faces. Baek Gi-rin, who was raised in luxury despite being an illegitimate child, has a smile on her face. Doesn’t it look good? It’s so natural. But what about Seomye? She has no expression, as if she was raised with a lot of beatings. Look at those cold eyes. She has a good impression of catching people.”

“······.”

“No one can beat a guy who smiles. If he has the talent and a perfect childhood, it’s even better. Baek Gi-rin has it all. If my brother hadn’t been here, I might have become the head of the Namgung family. I don’t know much about Seomye though.”

“already······”

Mayeonjeok opened his mouth again.

“He may already be on par with Baek Gi-rin. Yeon-shin, that child is born with unprecedented senses. The martial arts created by the Great Master will fit his body perfectly, so I can’t even imagine how much more he will grow.”

The elder lord exaggerated his appetite.

“You just have to make her look good. I’m thinking of taking her in as an adopted child. Or… My granddaughter is full of talent.”

“Step on my sword and pass.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to bring in Baekgirin. But if your mind is so strong, why don’t you collect Seomye? It seems like you can’t even launch a material offensive.”

“······.”

“I guess you have a rough idea. Is that what you’re afraid of? Offending the grandson you abandoned. Or maybe, you’ve been scolded by the lord? You would have done anything by now.”

The elder said with a grin.

“······.”

“Both of them! What pitiful karma!”

There was no reply from Mayeonjeok.

The elder’s smile deepens at the sight of his silently shut mouth.

“It was like a dream when you were the leader of the Divine Sword and commanded the world. Do you remember the day when you destroyed the remnants of the Demonic Cult and planted the flag of the Wild Emperor in Cheonsan? You were truly strong that day. There were few in the world who could compare to you, so how could you have fallen so insignificantly?”

“This is because Maga’s ignorance is far from true achievement.”

The elder’s eyes widened slightly, as if he had not expected an answer.

“You’ve changed a little.”

He was right. Ma Yeon-jeok was not the type of person to say things like that.

The talent of my grandson, whom I discovered late, was dazzling.

He attached people. He used the family’s masters as his sources of news.

He ordered them to personally inspect the islands that had been built in Gangho and report back. He could not order intervention.

Going against the threatening words of the Emperor of Heaven was like going against the will of the Emperor, even to Mayeonjeok.

So, I was unable to respond to the kidnapping by the Seven Apostles of the Blood Flame Cult. It was an absurd thing.

I received a report that while Namgung was watching, he was unable to approach the two apostles and dozens of swordsmen.

Mayeonjeok was furious at himself for not having joined the ranks of the elite, but it was too late to be entangled in it after death.

Only after the Lord of the Palace came forward in person did he feel relieved, and the vivid account of his grandson’s actions that he had received in raw text moved his heart.

Galloping. Just galloping.

The boy ran without stopping. It was enough to take Mayeonjeok’s breath away as he read the text.

The way he acted as if he had devoted everything to his public service and military exploits even gave off a sense of grandeur.

At some point, when I came to my senses, Ip Hwang Ma Ga’s magician was moving away.

Whenever I thought of the boy, it was like that. It was as if the years I spent as the new sword master were slowly coming back to me.

It was a feeling that even I had a hard time defining myself.

He said.

“You said it was a downfall. It’s inevitable. What was built easily will fall easily. Its heyday won’t last long. I’m just envious of the old folks of the old school, so I’ve been thinking about it for a long time.”

Mayeonjeok looked down at his grandson. Before he knew it, the secret battle between Seomye and Baekgirin was right before his eyes.

He muttered.

“Yeonshin will become a true swordsman, so Maga’s martial arts skills are not suitable. I will have to think of another way. If that child is going to face the best Namgung family in the future, it will be even more······.”

* * *

A combination of the Mara Hong Blood Attack and the Demon Destruction Water.

It was a method that was used to cultivate the magic circle while staying at the main sect of the Blood Flame Cult for a long time.

At this moment, only precision and power were increased. The feeling provided by the use of contrasting aerodynamics was special.

‘It’s cold.’

My outstretched left hand was numb. It felt like it was immersed in ice. The energy passing through the Naegwan point below my wrist was strong.

As irregular waves rose from the blood vessels, the Demonic Blue Water surrounding the left arm revealed a loud and brilliant light.

It was a blue light that beat like a heart.

The moment the blue light surrounding his left hand shook violently, a loud noise erupted.

thud!

A blast of light erupted from the air. The compressed air was instantly pushed out, reaching all the way to my feet.

Namgung Hwasin’s body bounced back along with the rising dust. The heavy recoil even pushed Jeongyeonshin back.

‘I guess I’ll have to keep refining it.’

The power was clear. Even though I missed the target, a master like Baek Gi-rin retreated seven steps.

But the problem was just as bad. The level of sophistication was greatly reduced.

It was a very forced aerodynamic deployment, but it was meaningless if it didn’t even land a valid hit.

It was a task that had to be solved before going to Namgung Sega.

It’s okay right now. The other person was very embarrassed.

The moment Namgung Hwasin regained his balance due to the aftereffects of an unheard-of martial arts technique, that small moment entered Jeongyeonshin’s awareness.

Thud!

I took a step. It was a true awakening. I had already started to think in my lower abdomen. True energy burst out from the Yongcheon point beneath my feet.

Phew!

As the wind swept past my ears, Namgung Hwasin grew larger in my field of vision.

He took a single step and closed the distance to five steps. A wave of true energy came from the hand that pulled out the Ip-Hwang-Geom.

‘Gwanghwageomryu.’

The black mark on Jongnam Mountain was sublimated into a martial art of poison and released.

The moment I twisted my arm in the dim, dizzying halo of light, the Ip Hwang Geon dashed forward. It was a straight horizontal strike.

Wow!

It was blocked by a sharp white light. A clear wave of energy swept through. Could it be Namgung Se-ga’s Changgungmuae Sword?

Namgung Hwasin and his sword-wielding friend met eyes. A colorless light was flashing in the eyes that reflected Jeong Yeonsin’s face.

It seemed like he was completely immersed.

Kuk.

Namgung Hwasin’s sword power has become stronger. He has been pushed forward with deep internal energy.

It was the moment when Baekgirin’s Jiphy turned into Jigi. He suppressed an opponent with insufficient internal energy with his strength.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s arm holding the Ip-Hwang-Geom trembled slightly.

I remembered the English tablet I received as a reward. I didn’t take it on purpose.

Since birth, he had encountered countless enemies who had taken elixirs. Jeong Yeon-shin was born a third-rate warrior.

Whenever I encountered a situation where I was weak, it was foolish to blame my internal energy.

Even if it was eccentric, it was okay. I wanted to gain experience and overcome it with my senses.

“Ugh!”

I twisted my waist and put energy into the oblique muscles on the side of my abdomen.

The internal energy that had accumulated in the Jisilhyeol (志室穴) that supported the spine radiated strongly.

Fall!

I spun around with my fluttering clothes. I was deliberately pushed back in the struggle.

He held the sword of the warrior that was created by spinning in place in his left fist. The next one after Gwanghwageomryu was Sihwamugeukkwon.

The spiral wave swept up to the ground and crashed into the throne. A gust of wind gathered at the hem of Namgung Hwasin’s side clothes.

There was a loud bang. With a single blow, Namgung Hwasin spun around and grazed Jeongyeonsin.

It was a noble, unhindered, clear-flowing body.

His blue robe, which had been swirling in the waves, was instantly spread open again.

‘I responded the moment I felt the spiral current.’

Jeongyeonshin felt the hem of her clothes briefly brushing against the advice. It was shallow. It did not hit her internal organs.

There was more. When the new type crossed paths, the flash of Namgung Hwasin’s sword light brushed past his thigh.

It stung a little. I exchanged the sum in full.

Bam.

He was a strong opponent who had observed his own martial arts skills and created a countermeasure. Jeong Yeon-shin advanced without waiting for the first attack.

Namgung Hwasin did the same. It was a swordsmanship technique where he raised his sword high above his head and spread it out wide.

Sega’s properly trained martial arts were majestic and splendid.

The swordsmanship of the Changgungmuae Sword released a free-spirited wave and attacked Jeongyeonshin.

Phew!

There were many colorless waves of energy in the sky. They approached like a net covering the sky.

It seemed to be a skill called Geomgi (劍氣). I heard it was one of the many branches of Gyeongpa.

‘Avoid and cut off.’

I stepped on the Hwanikbo. The Hwasanpa Jasodan incident came to mind. It was a method I created while taking the Margin test in order to receive a solo mission.

The first one is a refund day.

The direction of the sword and the waves drawn by Namgung Hwasin came into view. The Baekhoe point on Jeongsu-ri became warm.

A single footprint, as if playing between the net of black energy, was engraved in my mind. It glowed with a very distinct light.

I stepped on it the same way.

Damn it.

The moment he stepped on it, the sharp force of the sword cut through the hem of his shoulder and he fell.

In an instant, a fight broke out.

Namgung Hwasin, who seemed to have anticipated the place he would step on, threw another wave of lightning, and Jeong Yeonsin, who anticipated the move and used a tactic to dodge it.

Damn it.

The boy took another step forward without paying attention. A ripple of air spread beneath his feet.

Huan Yi Bo (奐翼二步). The colorless waves pushed back the flying waves of the Changgung Wuai Sword.

It was a step taken while discussing the martial arts world and drinking a glass of Brain Pearl Wine.

Before we knew it, the distance had become closer again. We created a gap and broke through the momentum.

Woof!

Once again, he raised his Iphwanggeom with the help of the Gwanghwageomryu. Namgung Hwasin was also preparing a chain technique.

The sight of the sword being lowered diagonally was picturesque.

The moment the wind streamed out through the blades of the two Imperial Swords, the internal energy exploded from the swords that collided.

Wow─!

For a moment, a heavy recoil burned through her palm, numbing her senses. Jeongyeonshin suppressed a groan.

I couldn’t stop. The gap was narrow. It was just a slap fight here.

The cycle of avoidance and conflict began to repeat endlessly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The spiral-sharp-wave pattern of Gwanghwageomryu, Hwanikbo, and Sihwamugeukkwon.

Jeongyeon Shin unleashed all the martial arts she had learned so far.

I used this place as a place to practice my martial arts. It was another form of training.

Even if blood spurted out and the wound opened up, it was the same.

When Namgung Hwasin, who had previously observed Jeong Yeon-shin’s martial arts, responded with a fearsome response and raised his sword, Jeong Yeon-shin changed his stance on the spot and counterattacked.

“······.”

The room gradually became silent.

It was a match between genius and genius. They went head to head.

In the exchange of agreements that continued endlessly, extraordinary temperament was constantly flashed.

The surroundings, which had been noisy and bustling, gradually became quiet.

“······It is truly amazing.”

Someone opened their mouth. It was a whisper. So did those who agreed.

“There are endless new martial arts techniques that I have never seen before, but they are not inferior to the ancient divine techniques of the Eight Great Masters.”

“The Baekgirin’s skills are amazing. How can he handle such power so skillfully?”

“Ma Gwang-ik Seomye······ There is already a saying that he is a great master. He creates and trains martial arts.”

“Are you saying that you can receive the divine power of the Eight Legions with just one martial art? Even at first glance, it seems like it lacks true energy. The martial arts of a famous school become infinitely stronger as time passes······.”

Jeongyeonshin couldn’t hear anything.

I was immersed in the game like Namgung Hwasin. I exchanged senses, water, and martial arts tips.

It was a realm of qualities that shone like a comet. I wished it would last forever.

It felt like the original martial arts that had been suited to my body were seeping into my whole body.

Hwaaaaak!

The wind that blew through my outstretched hand felt warm.

Namgung Hwasin’s sword energy, which was rippling like the true wall of Shihwamugeukwon, split at the end of Hwanikbo’s steps.

The technique has become increasingly precise and endless.

It was so much fun. The feeling of talent colliding and rising together was ecstatic.

It felt like something in my whole body was awakening again. My anxious heart, drawn to the remaining seven days and nights of the full moon, was relieved.

I just thought of it. There is also Yeongdan. I will soon meet Iphwangseongju.

within.

The boy began to laugh.