Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 103

◈ Mayhem (1)

“Mujin of Shaolin! Passed the first preliminary round!”

“Congratulations on passing. “The first round of preliminaries are all over, and the second round of preliminaries will be held in five days, so come back then.”

One of the examiners wrote Mujin’s affiliation and name on a piece of paper that looked like a guestbook, then handed over a plaque to the successful candidate.

On the way out of the training center after finishing the first preliminary round. There was a figure approaching the unmanned Sain room.

“Monk Mujin. “It’s been a while since I saw you.”

“Amitabha Buddha. Jegal Jin-hee, my lord. It’s been a really long time. ha ha ha.”

Jegal Jinhee, who was watching Mujin’s screening from afar, greeted Mujin with a smile.

“ah. This must be your first time seeing these guys. In order, they are Mugung, Mugyeong, and Muyul.”

“Nice to meet you. “My name is Zhuge Jinxi.”

At Mujin’s introduction, Jegal Jinhee greeted the Mujabae trio, and then the trio greeted her.

Mugung greets me in the blunt tone that I have become quite accustomed to recently.

“Amitabha Buddha. “It’s called Mugung.”

Perhaps because he was still shy, or because he was surprised by Jegal Jinhee’s beauty, Mu-gyeong greeted him with a slightly awkward expression.

“Amitabha Buddha. “Mu, it’s Mu-gyeong.”

Lastly, it was an honest and shameless greeting.

“wow! “You truly are a beauty!”

“Muhyul. “What kind of speaking habit was that?”

“Hehe. I’m sorry. You are sentenced to death. Amitabha Buddha. “It’s called Mu-yul!”

Zhuge Jinhui smiled faintly at the look of his brother, who seemed blunt, and the priest, who seemed mischievous.

“Hehe. It’s okay. “What woman doesn’t like being told she’s beautiful?”

There was one person who had a strange expression on her answer: a woman who followed Zhuge Jinxi and approached them. She was like Dang Somi.

A few days ago, after meeting Zhuge Jinxi for the first time at the Zhuge family’s palace. Her friend Somi, who was intrigued by her, continued to follow her around.

Zhuge Jinxi simply remained indifferent, so it wasn’t that difficult to follow him.

And as Dang So-mi watched over the past few days, Jegal Jin-hee used to look at the men who were flocking to her, saying that she was a beauty and that she was beautiful.

But why is it that people smile here and there?

Moo-jin, who saw the change in Dang So-mi’s expression, tilted his head and asked.

“By the way, is the female lord behind you a member of the lord Jegal Jinhee’s group?”

“Ah, rather than a group… … .”

“It’s a group! Nice to meet you, everyone! “It’s Dangsomi.”

Zhuge Jinhui, who was trying to remove the annoying leech, slowly turned his head and sighed.

Meanwhile, Tang Xiaomi was having a very lively conversation with the Shaolin disciples.

“By the way, if you are Mr. Tang, are you the lord of the Sichuan Dang family?”

“yes! A peerless beauty from Sacheondanga! The best food in Sacheon! “It’s Dangsomi.”

“ah… … “Is that so?”

Mu-jin answered with a shocked expression, while Mugung and Mu-gyeong were trying hard to pretend not to hear.

“uh? The Lord of the Lord was more beautiful than before. town! town!”

Muyul, who was trying to blurt out nonsense, was subdued by Mugung, who was quick-witted despite his size.

“The priest made a mistake. I will apologize on your behalf. “Dang So-mi, Lord.”

“oh. are you okay. Don’t everyone have different standards of beauty? Ho ho ho. “Every time I look at my face, I think I am the most beautiful, so it doesn’t matter.”

Even Mujin clicked his tongue at her bold expression.

Of course, that didn’t mean she was ugly. Looking at her objectively, she was a beauty. She is a completely different beauty from Jegal Jinhee or Liu Seolhwa.

Jegal Jin-hee was a beautiful woman with a noble yet elegant appearance. On the other hand, what can I say about Dangsomi? She was a beauty with great health.

From Mujin’s point of view, who knew about Zhuge Jinhee’s greed and effort in martial arts, in a way, Zhuge Jinhee was also a beautiful woman with great health. If you look at her appearance alone, she gave that impression.

Meanwhile.

Jegal Jinhee, who must have not liked the way Dang So-mi was focusing on Mu-jin, quickly joined the conversation.

“ah. In fact, we were watching and participating in the judging process. “Monk Mujin, it looks like you’ve been training your external skills even more in the meantime.”

“It’s been two and a half years since then, so shouldn’t it increase a little bit? ha ha ha.”

“I thought I tried hard for two and a half years, but it seems like Monk Mujin has improved even more than he did then.”

“I wonder how much the Lord Jegal Jinhee must have felt. “How much weight are you lifting these days?”

Is it really because the topic shifted to exercise? Jegal Jin-hee and Mu-jin talked about the weight they were each carrying.

However, sadly for Zhuge Jin-hee, Tang So-mi inevitably intervened in their conversation.

“Two and a half years ago? “Did something happen between you two at that time?”

To her question, Jegal Jinhee quickly answered on behalf of Mujin.

“Around that time, I happened to meet Monk Mujin and we had a sparring match. “After the sparring, we talked a little about martial arts.”

A look of surprise flashed across Dang So-mi’s face at Zhuge Jin-hee’s explanation.

‘That arrogant sister, Zhuge, had a sparring match and even talked about martial arts?’

It was Zhuge Jin-hee who did not easily get along with other late exponents who were from the same Five Generations. Now she’s just following Somi around one-sidedly.

As Dang So-mi felt puzzled, a story she heard a few days ago naturally came to mind.

‘It was that monk! The opponent I want to win this Yongbong branch!’

That monk named Mujin must have been an unidentified late monk whom Zhuge Jinhui considered superior to Namgung Jincheon, who was called the greatest scholar in the continent.

“Monk Mujin was a greater expert than I thought!”

Dang So-mi smiled brightly and said, and Mu-jin shook his head.

“We’re not yet at the level where we can hear that.”

As Mujin gave a moderately humble answer, Jegal Jinhee quietly joined the conversation.

“It looks like you’ve all passed the first round of preliminaries. Where are you all headed?”

“ah. “Actually, we made a light bet during the first preliminary round, but I’m thinking of taking some strength training time to fulfill the penalty.”

“My bet?”

‘Buddhists are making bets!? A disciple of Shaolin too!?’ Dang So-mi asked back in a perplexed tone, but it was buried by Zhuge Jin-hee’s subsequent question.

“ah! “If you’re doing strength training, is it okay if I join you?”

“ha ha ha. “I was already curious about how much Jegal Jinhee’s patronage would have increased, but it turned out to be a good thing.”

Dang So-mi, who came to her senses in their conversation, quickly intervened.

“Is it okay if I join you?”

Mujin thought about Dang So-mi’s request for a moment.

After the martial arts competition ended. Mujin planned to escape from Shaolin and head to Sacheon. This is to prevent the conspiracy being prepared by the dark side there.

‘Go ahead… … . There’s no need to make a kite now, right?’

However, there was no need to form a friendly relationship with Dang So-mi. No, it might be best to avoid it. Because the goal was to finish it before the party got caught up in the matter.

“sorry. “Because it is a practice of asceticism, it cannot be practiced with outsiders.”

When Mu-jin cut her request like a knife, Zhuge Jin-hee was inwardly delighted, but Dang So-mi was quite a leech.

“uh? But is Jinhee okay?”

“We had a relationship two years ago, and I received permission from the monk at that time.”

“ah… … .”

Tang Somi let out an embarrassed voice for the first time, as it was the first time in her life as the daughter of a Tang family that she had ever been rejected so coldly.

“Then shall we go? Monk Mujin.”

On the contrary, Jegal Jinhee had a faint smile coming out of her blunt-looking face.

‘Why bother telling such a lie and then cut it out? Does this mean that he considers me special?’

I have never heard of such a thing, that permission was obtained from the monks. It’s just that Mujin taught her how to exercise two years ago when she went to Shaolin herself.

Mu-jin chose this as a deal to obtain information from Jegal Sega, but Zhuge Jin-hee, who did not know this fact, only felt it was Mu-jin’s favor.

In the end, Mujin, Jegal Jinhee, and Muhyul started moving together, leaving Dang Somi alone.

“… … Was the punishment muscle training? Death penalty.”

“This is my first time hearing this too.”

“But Mujin, there is no penalty anyway, so why are you going to train your muscles?”

“… … “Isn’t he really that kind of guy?”

“… … “He is like that too.”

Mugung and Mu-gyeong, who were talking with empty faces, sighed.

* * *

How long had it been since Mujabae Sainbang and Jegal Jinhee walked down the street together?

Mujin, who reached his destination, stopped and said.

“This is the place.”

Naturally, Zhuge Jinhui’s gaze turned to the signboard at the destination.

[Cheonryu Sangdan]

The external appearance of Cheonryu Sangdan. The Cheonryu Sangdan, one of the Five Great Sangdans in Cheonhao, was giving a small amount of donations to the Murim Alliance in order to maintain a positive relationship with the Murim people.

It was not at all surprising that such a high-ranking Bunta was located in Oehyeon, where the Murim League was located.

The only problem was why Mujin, who said he was going to do strength training, came here.

‘no way… … .’

There, Jegal Jinhee’s face strangely stiffened as he felt an unexplainable sense of foreboding.

“Monk Mujin!”

Her face, which was already stiff, hardened even more at the lively voice that came out of nowhere.

The person with the lively voice was Ryu Seol-hwa.

Thanks to the acceptance of Mujin’s request by Sangdanju Ryu Ji-gwang, Ryu Seol-hwa was not currently a member of the National Assembly but was here at Cheonryu Sangdan Bunta. Along with various exercise tools requested by Mujin.

Since Oehyeon is a place where only martial people gather, it was not a suitable place to open a musculoskeletal treatment clinic.

There were no high-ranking officials or local officials who were customers of the Cheonryu Sangdan, and there were almost no sentient beings for the Shaolin Temple to save.

However, it was Zhuge Jin-hee who did not want to know about such circumstances, and Ryu Seol-hwa, who was cheerfully greeting Mu-jin, was also able to soon spot her.

“… … long time no see. “Jegal Jinhee.”

“… … nice to meet you. Ms. Ryu Seol-hwa.”

In response to the somewhat awkward greeting of the two women, Mujin tilted his head and asked.

“Did you two know each other?”

Since they are from famous families on both continents, I may have heard their names, but when I saw them greeting each other, it seemed like we already knew each other.

“Oh, I found out by chance.”

“yes. Somehow it happened. “Yeah, that’s right.”

The Shaolin disciples, including Mujin, felt strange for some reason at the answers of the two women, who were as awkward as wooden dolls.

To break the awkward atmosphere, Mujin quietly asked Ryu Seolhwa a question.

“Lord Seolhwa. “Could you please guide me to the prepared location?”

“As much as you want! Oh, by the way, are you all going together?”

Ryu Seol-hwa said, ‘Please don’t!’ I asked with that feeling.

“yes. “That’s how it happened.”

Sadly, it didn’t reach Mujin.

* * *

Mujabae Sign Room and Zhuge Jinhee. And they arrived at the training ground that Ryu Seol-hwa had prepared at Bunta, Cheonryu Sangdan.

In the training hall, there were various pieces of iron that Mujin had requested.

Muyul, Mugung, and Mukyung, who had already learned exercise by supporting and frying with Mujin for over five years, each began exercising according to a training routine (routine) that suited them.

And Mujin was looking after Jegal Jinhee, who had been working out together for the first time in a long time. Even though she was somehow with Seonji and Ryu Seolhwa.

“First, let’s start with a warm-up before strength training.”

Warming up before lifting weights is the most basic. Muscle lengthening surgery began under Mujin’s leadership.

Ryu Seol-hwa, who learned rehabilitation exercises (Pilates), yoga, and muscle lengthening techniques from Mujin for over three years and worked as a rehabilitation exercise instructor, performed muscle lengthening movements with great flexibility.

And Jegal Jinhee was also good at performing at least the movements that Mujin had taught him two and a half years ago.

‘Hmm. Zhuge Jinxi attaches great importance to the martial arts techniques of Kwae and Yu, so it would be helpful if you tell us a little more, right?’

Mujin thought so and made a slightly more difficult move. Beyond muscle-lengthening techniques, he showed off some movements that were closer to yoga.

Ryu Seol-hwa, who had already learned all the movements, followed along easily, but Zhuge Jin-hee’s posture was a little disturbed as he was learning the movements for the first time.

Naturally, Mujin approached Zhuge Jinhui like he did two and a half years ago.

“Let me help you a little.”

I held her with my own hands and adjusted her posture.

“!!!”

The eyes of Ryu Seol-hwa, who was proudly imitating the movements taught by Mu-jin next to him, shook violently.

Until now, she had never had any direct contact with Mujin while learning exercise.

That is why Ryu Seol-hwa acted boldly.

“You, it’s so hard. Monk Mujin. “Can you help me too?”

She had been following along just fine until a moment ago, but suddenly she twisted her posture on her own and asked Mujin for help.

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