Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 427

Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly regained his senses. The banquet hall was teeming with renowned martial artists from the righteous sects.

‘Tsk.’

A delayed wave of pain surged through his hand. A searing burn. His grip on the sword hilt had been completely torn apart.

Drip. Drip.

Beads of blood trickled down, staining the soil beneath the edge of the Divine Sword, Yeorei. Dark crimson dots spread across the ground, one by one.

That was the only sound reverberating in the silence.

Jeong Yeon-shin lowered his eyelids slightly.

Every experience was invaluable.

Instinctively, he began replaying the exchange in his mind.

The breathing of supreme martial artists was extraordinarily long.

Even though he had shared only a single breath with the Peng Family Head, they had actually exchanged nearly twenty moves.

Facing an unfamiliar Gongwolmu head-on.

Samdo Wi Bong-shin (Forest Blade, Sealing the Gods)…

A tidal wave of blade strikes. To navigate the surging currents of the Gyeongpa technique, Jeong Yeon-shin had to unravel every last technique of Timeless Bloom: Boundless Current and Thunderous Sword: Cleft Ridge Strike.

The recoil was immense. The meridians from his palm to his elbow were left in tatters.

An internal injury along the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian. For a moment, it felt as if lightning crackled within his arm.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s martial arts had never been about yielding flexibility.

He had crushed the Life-Saving Knot Technique of the Peng Family Head with Yeorei Sword, and the result—Peng Family Head’s upper body blown apart.

Stronger than the Ghostly Tyrant King.

Peng Yeol-ran’s swordsmanship, in terms of sheer ferocity, fell short compared to her son’s. Likely due to her seclusion within the impregnable tactical formation of the Flood Dragon.

Once again, Jeong Yeon-shin was reminded of the importance of real combat.

And he mused—he had gained decades' worth of experience in mere moments. This one was especially valuable.

So was the outcome of this duel.

The martial arts of the Nine Great Sect Leaders ran too deep to gauge. For them, such short duels would rarely be decisive.

Thus, this moment had to be used to announce that Ipwang Fortress stood strong.

Then—

“…Unbelievable.”

• The ascension of Yeonhwa Nata of Seomye to the Purple Rank.
• The death of Peng Mun-geuk, the Grand Tyrant Blade, in a mere few exchanges.

• Personality traits of each individual.
• Strengths and weaknesses in their martial techniques.
• Who was best suited for the upcoming battle against the Peng Family.

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