Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 431

From his seat, Go Geomjin glanced at Jeong Yeon-shin before speaking again.

["Ipwang Fortress has won three times, while the Peng Family has won once. As there is no room for dispute regarding today’s duel, in accordance with the Huashan Compact, our Wudang Sect certifies Ipwang Fortress’s victory. Ipwang Fortress may rightfully prepare for the next duel in six days."]

It was a formal declaration in the style of the Six Harmonies Heavenly Voice. Regardless of the lofty authority of the Wudang Sword, these words served as the official announcement of the results of the duel between sects.

The righteous factions of the martial world place great importance on propriety and procedure.

It was not Naraksal Ma Jin’s act of subduing his opponent that finalized today’s duel between Ipwang Fortress and the Peng Family, but rather the certification of Go Geomjin.

That was the spark.

A great commotion spread through the gathered crowd. Cheers began to break out sporadically.

"Truly remarkable!"

"...Naraksal has finally returned to the martial world. This is not necessarily good news."

"Another Black Robe has been added to Ipwang Fortress. This is no trivial matter. You—record this duel in detail and send a carrier pigeon to the main branch."

Naraksal Ma Jin had defeated the Peng Family’s Inhu. No one could dismiss it as a mere occurrence.

The former Ma Gwang-ik Lord, renowned as a master of the blade, had defeated the divine prodigy of the Peng Family without even drawing the sword on his back.

Even among the so-called Hwanmyeong Ojeol—the Five Radiant Geniuses—the disparity in martial prowess was laid bare through this duel.

Naraksal could not possibly be stronger than the newly appointed Violet-Rank warrior.

Some of the well-dressed martial artists were visibly shaken, murmuring the name Jeong Ga-donggong over and over.

A new martial art had emerged from the Daebang Sect, an established pillar of the martial world’s order.

When considering the future balance of Murim, this was a martial discipline that could not be ignored.

"Acting Family Head!"

"What is the meaning of this...?!"

From the Peng Family’s side, several swordsmen clad in yellow silk robes rushed onto the dueling platform. Among them were one elder and four mid-tier experts, two men and two women.

Upon seeing Peng Ya lying at Ma Jin’s feet, their expressions stiffened.

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