Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 79

Competition (3)

Wow!

The moment I destroyed the sword energy with Jinbyeok’s one-shot and Hwanikbo’s one-step, I realized that I had returned to the basics.

I felt the skill of martial arts being engraved into the meridians of my entire body.

Namgung Hwasin’s face came into view. Unlike his clenched teeth, his pale complexion was calm.

Is it because they overwhelm others with strength even if they are inferior in skill?

Jeongyeonshin didn’t care. She leaned her slightly tilted upper body forward.

He had just crushed the opponent’s sword strike with his footsteps. There was some free time in both hands of the left and right swordsman.

‘It’s now.’

I had to make a decision here. I was running out of energy. If I dragged on any longer, I would lose.

I decided to take it out again.

The moment I threw away the white-light yellow sword I was holding in my right hand, I created the Sanggeuk Gugyeol with my left hand. My head felt refreshed.

The power of the air is developed from the internal point under the wrist.

He covered the blood circulation that was spreading uncontrollably with the Demon-Destructing Spirit.

Phew!

Shihwamugeukkwon, I left my luck to the unfinished fourth form.

At that moment, a white light filled his vision. Namgung Hwasin, who had deflected the Gwanghwageomryu sword, was wielding a counterattack sword.

The career of the Changgungmuae Sword rushed forward like invisible arrows. The air split into several streams and roared briefly.

Jeongyeonshin spread her palms without paying attention.

Swish!

In that moment, Namgung Hwasin’s new form swirled around like a sleet. It struck in a gently curved path.

The technique was exquisite. The movements encompassed evasion and counterattack. It seemed as if he was trying to dodge from the side and then strike.

‘If it’s Namgung Sohyeop.’

I knew it. Baek Gi-rin was a master who could react immediately even to small tricks.

Jeong Yeon-shin guessed the psychology behind that nerve. It was a movement that was wary of the power of the fourth herb.

I casted it once in this fight. Namgung Hwasin doesn’t know the weakness of this technique. It was like that for now, and that was enough.

Phew!

I put my hands behind my back. I don’t aim forward.

It was a form that released tension backwards.

The meridian that runs from the shoulder to the center of the left arm, the Hand-Jueyin Heart Envelope Meridian, was filled with the energy of the Shi-Geuk-Gyeong stack.

Immediately afterwards, without delay, he unleashed the antagonistic techniques of Blood Potion and Cheonggangsu.

BAM─!

It was as if a shell had exploded on the arm that was fixed with the true energy. The scenery distorted like a storm and flashed through my vision. A tremendous load was placed on my left foot, which I used as the axis. I held on with my internal energy and spun around.

“······!”

At the end, Namgung Hwasin’s face appeared. His eyes were wide open.

He had already changed direction once and used his magic, so even Baek Gi-rin was unable to respond again.

The speed of the rush of the Muaecheongryushin was truly fast.

Before I knew it, I was swinging my sword at Jeongyeonshin from a close range, and with just one move, the battle situation changed.

Swish!

Jeong Yeon-shin felt the full rotation of her entire body. It was truly like a whirlwind.

It was a moment.

His innate sense shone through. It seemed as if the vortex of his uncontrollable career was guiding his body on its own.

The flow of force was increased by tightening the peroneal muscles of the ankle.

It was a matter of seconds before it spread down my thigh and waist to my right arm.

Wow─!

A sword was thrown and flew. The blade of the sword, which had been spinning, flashed ceaselessly before falling to the ground.

Paralock!

Jeongyeonshin’s body stopped after turning two more times with the Ip Hwang Geum.

The hem of his blue robe fluttered once and came down. He was holding his sword.

The sunlight reflected on the blade of the Ip Hwang Geum that came down from his right hand created a long line.

The last move was a technique first learned from Ma Gwang-ik.

Chukma-gyeong (貯磨勁). It was his own personal swordsmanship that he learned from observing Cheongmyeong’s swordsmanship. He literally poured out all his martial arts knowledge.

‘it hurts.’

My palms tingled. A cold vibration traveled up to my wrists.

“······.”

There was silence for a moment. This was because the spectators were completely captivated by the sight.

Baekgi-rin Namgung Hwasin dropped his sword.

A young man who had mastered the age-old art of Palga was defeated by a younger master.

It was hard to open my mouth right away. It was the same for anyone but me.

That is why the person who broke the silence was also the one responsible for the incident.

“It’s not even real.”

Namgung Hwasin slowly opened his lips.

“It’s a waste of time to mix your hands more with the recommended method.”

The lips of the most promising young master, Youngjunhan, slightly rose.

There is no hesitation in raising one’s hand and making a gesture of winning. Does it mean that one does not care about the outcome?

After working so hard to win, he smiles as if he is satisfied with the result, leaving aside the reward.

“Jeong So-hyeop, it was a good fight. I lost.”

It was the same as when he admitted defeat during the battle.

He had an upright demeanor, like a symbol of a peaceful and uninhabited person. He seemed like a truly remarkable person.

‘During the introductory exam… my sword flew away.’

A strange feeling came over me. Could it be a sense of time passing? I vividly remembered losing my swordsmanship because I couldn’t handle Namgung Hwasin’s swordsmanship.

It feels like only yesterday that I was relying on Baekgi-rin’s generosity when I took the introductory exam, but today is a day like that.

It was something that proved growth.

Jeong Yeon-shin straightened her posture while spreading her energy throughout her entire body. This was because her body had stiffened from the aftereffects of the fierce fight.

I received power greater than the power I had during the whole fight.

Rather, it seemed that the defeated Namgung Hwasin was in better shape, but fortunately he did not show it and was able to offer a gift certificate in return.

“I learned a lot. I am grateful.”

Ma Gwang-ik, Seomye, and Suncheon-ik, Baek Gi-rin raise their hands and bow to each other.

It was the sight of the future emperors of Ip Hwang-seong greeting each other. Only then did the audience react.

Those discussing the future course of the two, those born martial artists who can’t hide their excitement at the various martial arts ideas spoken by the young masters, those who seem unable to suppress their desire to train and pick up their swords······.

Among them, praise and cheers filled the central arena.

“I didn’t know I would be speaking in such a cliche. The future of nature is bright.”

“Baekgirin would have shined in the Jeongpa Gangho as well. Her bold personality is truly a sight to behold.”

“I’m curious about Seomye’s Dokmun Martial Arts. I heard that the Buddhist Martial Arts was included in the Martial Arts Library, but the system is very complicated······.”

“You said that the great lords were not initiated. I want to know what the others are like. If he alone created such great martial arts… he could start a school right away.”

“Rather than being active on the front lines, that might be better. If we lose in a life-or-death battle with Namgung Se-ga, wouldn’t our precious scholars be lost? Among the Cheongbaek Twin Kirins, Cheong Kirin is a master who has trained for several years longer than Baek Kirin.”

The man who was talking about defeat on one side had to shut his mouth right away.

It was because the previous Shingeomdan leader was staring at him blankly.

It creates a deep and calm atmosphere that can be called silence just with a glance.

Rumors that it was past its prime and was rapidly declining in power were false.

There was a small commotion.

However, it was a separate matter from the center of the training ground.

Damn it.

Myeolseomdaeju approached Jeongyeonsin and Namgung Hwasin.

He seemed oblivious to the commotion. His skinny body was still covered in powerful energy waves like armor, and he looked incredible.

He is the one who beheaded Hwangbo Se-ga-ju, who was hiding his secret. He seems to have become even stronger in the meantime.

“Seomye competes with Namgung Sogaju.”

He said.

“Baekgirin, cut off the head of Changryeong Flower Lord.”

It was a word referring to Namgung Hwasin’s half-sister.

He was a great lord. His indifferent expression was impressive even though he was talking about fratricide.

He was said to be a strong man who had been in the martial arts world for nearly twenty years as a master of black magic.

Jeong Yeon-shin had also heard that his veins were filled with molten metal instead of blood.

“······I accept the results of the competition.”

Namgung Hwasin took the lottery ticket with a stiff face.

What on earth could be the story? He was one of the most upright and fair people I’ve ever seen.

Jeongyeonshin rarely became curious about other people’s business.

‘It’s quite far to Namjikrye.’

We decided to talk about each other’s circumstances before the wedding. We could hear about it on the way there.

They were unmanned. I could feel it without them having to say anything. They had become friendly as they exchanged swords.

“Island beauty.”

The Great Lord of Myulseom called him. The gaze he was giving was strange.

“I saw you honing your martial arts skills here. It’s a great achievement that’s too good to be forgotten. If you happen to make a secret book, there will be many who will shed blood to get that book. This is the story of when you went out into the world.”

It was something she had never thought of. Jeongyeonshin remained silent.

“Make an effort to preserve your martial arts skills.”

The hand that was holding the boy’s shoulder with advice gained some strength.

After looking at the two people in the later index, Myeolseomdaeju turned around and walked away.

Namgung Hwasin shrugged his shoulders and approached.

“It seems like a word worth listening to. Extraordinary martial arts are the way to call for blood. How many times has the tomb of an unknown Heavenly Demon been dug up?”

“I heard it well.”

Jeongyeon Shin nodded silently.

Namgung Hwasin said with a slightly relieved expression on his face.

“I lost in a row. To one of the Sohyup players.”

“If we cross swords again, what will happen?”

“For now, yes. But do you know what? This Namgung Mo is the one who personally experienced the growth of Sohyeop. At the time of the Emperor’s arrival, and now.”

He said with a grin.

“The opponents that Sohyeop will face in a year or so will be different. It’s the same in Thirteen Heavens or Nine-Pa-Pal-Ga. At least, they won’t be the same age.”

“······.”

It was awkward to respond, but it wasn’t wrong. It had to be that way to rise up the ranks of the Shingeomdanju.

You must obtain the martial arts skills to crush the countless mid-level masters who have already made a name for themselves throughout the world.

“But now is now. If I may give you some advice, Jeong So-hyeop should further hone his mysterious techniques and swordsmanship. Increase your internal energy as much as possible. Use whatever method you like.”

Namgung Hwasin said with a serious expression.

“My older brother······ is a strong person in and of himself. His martial arts skills are no different. He has never won before leaving his hometown. It would be best not to think of winning with martial arts skills. If you count the elixirs that my older brother has consumed as the eldest son of the Namgung family, he would be one of the best in the world among his peers.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Jeongyeon Shin bowed her head slightly.

I had already found my way, all I needed was time.

“The days are getting longer.”

Namgung Hwasin muttered as he bowed in silence.

The hot, burning sunset was still clear, as if signaling the end of summer.

People left one by one in the red shadows cast by the ground without any sign of settling.

There were also those who kept their seats.

“I knew it would turn out like this!”

They were the masters of Suncheonik and his colleagues, including Heonwonchang.

Shin Bin-bin, sitting on the steps across from her, had a complicated expression on her face.

Jeong Yeon-shin looked at her junior Ma Gwang-ik and Shin So-bin sitting next to her. Their big, round eyes were still the same.

Binbin and Sobin. At first glance, they looked like sisters, and I could tell what they were talking about.

It was because of Shin So-bin, who was smiling alone. Her refreshing face was quite funny.

While the attendants were tidying up the place, Grand Master Ip Hwang-seong approached with a smiling face.

There seemed to be a hint of pleasure in the gaze that alternated between Jeongyeonshin and Namgung Hwashin.

“It was an impressive performance.”

“Your Majesty the Grand General.”

“Meet the Grand General.”

His smile deepened at the sight of Jeong Yeon-shin and Namgung Hwa-shin’s winning tickets.

“It takes time to deliver the official document. That’s because we have to declare war on Namgung first. However, we will be able to receive the results after this day at the very least.”

His reign was the last.

The long and short competition has come to an end.

It was a day when many names, including Ma Gwang-ik and Seomye, were strongly engraved on the vast Iphwangseong Fortress.

* * *

since.

Time passed by so quickly.

Many people came to visit the very next day. It was a different experience from the ceremony or the blue promotion ceremony.

A considerable number of the Ip Hwang Seong masters were interested in the people who would deal with Namgung Se Ga. It was inevitable.

The best in the world.

Even though it may be denied in the thirteen heavens of Sapa, it is said that Namgung is never left out when the Jeongjong warriors discuss the best in the secular world.

It is said that this is the strongest family among the martial arts families in the world. The one-on-one duel between Namgung and Iphwang would be something that would shake the entire martial arts world.

‘Later. There are only a few days left.’

Jeong Yeon-shin rarely went outside. She usually stayed in her room, lying on the floor.

I repeated the exercise and infused energy into the meridians and veins of my body several times.

I focused all my energy on making my body feel refreshed. I also tried to make sure that the gold ointment I applied to the wound would dissolve quickly.

The sunset continued to fade. He waited for the half moon to fill the sky with its radiance.

‘soon.’

Every time I finished the Great Circulation of the Blood Vessels in my upper body, a person’s face would come to mind.

He was a supreme being. His status and his inaction were all the same.

The full moon was approaching.