Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 430

A warm breeze brushed past the dueling platform, sweeping toward the spectator stands.

The sunlight pouring down from the open sky was already overwhelming on its own, but it was nothing compared to the noise of those who lived their lives in the turbulent martial world.

“Who is that man? On what grounds does he enter this duel?”

“Didn’t he just say ‘Jeong Family Inner Arts’…? That’s the very martial art that the defeated White-Robed Warrior mentioned as a ‘condensed version’ earlier!”

Voices filled with shock and speculation echoed from the audience. The crumbled wall continued to collapse in pieces, spitting out coarse fragments of stone with dull thuds.

On one side, the Peng Family retainers, all clad in silk robes and carrying ancient sabers, stood in complete silence. Their expressions varied, but they all shared one thing in common—an unease born from witnessing something outside the norms of the orthodox martial world.

Most of the crowd had only begun whispering amongst themselves after the black-clad man deflected Peng Ga In-hu’s saber strike.

Some, however, had already recognized his identity, their faces paling.

Even the high-ranking masters of the Peng Family were the same.

Just moments ago, they had shown subtle satisfaction at Namgung Hwashin’s inaction.

Now, their expressions were forcibly composed, as if suppressing an internal shock. Their lips no longer carried the faintest trace of a smile.

Among them, the elderly grandmasters and younger warriors murmured in low voices.

“That’s Hellslayer Ma Jin… the former Lord of the Radiant Wings Division.”

“I heard he lost an arm and was forced to become the Head of the House of Ipwang Ma… but that movement just now was far too precise for someone whose meridians were supposedly crippled.”

“He said ‘Jeong Family Inner Arts.’”

“I recall hearing that the Lord of the Radiant Wings Division created that technique himself. Of course… given that this man is his uncle, it’s likely he received not a simplified version, but the full-fledged original.”

This was a battle to determine the hierarchy of the great sects.

There was no duel in the martial world with as much prestige riding on it as this one. And that was precisely why Ma Jin had chosen to reveal his martial arts here.

After effortlessly sheathing Peng Ga In-hu’s sabers back into their scabbards, he had uttered the name of his technique.

It was impossible for anyone not to take notice.

Jeong Family Inner Arts.

Very little was known about it.

Some warriors from Ipwang Fortress had claimed that it rivaled Shaolin’s Muscle-Tendon Change Classic, but few in the martial world had taken such rumors seriously.

After all, the Muscle-Tendon Change Classic was legendary. It was a transcendent technique that refined the very foundation of the greatest warriors in history.

Furthermore, creating a new internal technique from scratch was an entirely different matter compared to simply possessing raw talent as a martial prodigy.

“Hoooh…”

Among the spectators, several individuals with keen insight narrowed their eyes.

They were the very same figures the crowd had earlier referred to as the Six Kings Sect—warriors with leather gloves wrapped around their bare hands, ranging from youthful prodigies to aged yet refined masters.

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