Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 108

◈ Main character (4)

After the dance between Zhuge Jin-hee and Hong So-il, two more dances took place.

Finally, the turn Mujin had been waiting for came.

A swordsman and a swordsman each sit on one side of the off-stage.

A sparring match between Do Wol-cheon and Namgung Jincheon.

To express it in terms of the odds at the top of the coin, it is a match with odds of 100x and odds of 1.07x. Unless a miracle occurred, Dowolcheon’s victory seemed impossible.

visor!!

“victor! Namgung Jincheon small cooperative!”

In reality, the sparring was over in just one day.

Off stage.

Namgung Jincheon, who won, had an expressionless face as if it was all natural, and Do Wolcheon had a slightly ecstatic face.

The moment when a man who had lived as an idiot faced a ‘wall’ for the first time.

‘It’s just the beginning.’

And above all, it was the starting point of the novel Sado-Pae-Hwang-Jeon.

However, I was not watching Bimu just to feel that way.

Mu-jin, who saw Do Wol-cheon going down the dance floor after finishing his dance, carefully followed him.

Mujin had made a decision in his mind about the worries he had been having since he first encountered Dowolcheon.

Therefore, Mujin left the place prepared for the Yongbong branch and followed Dowolcheon, who was trying to escape Oehyeon.

“Sir.”

And at some point, he ran ahead of Do Wol-cheon and blocked his path.

“Do you have something to say to me?”

Mu-jin thought as he looked at Do Wol-cheon who asked him a question with a puzzled look on his face.

I thought to myself, ‘I was still quite naive during this time.’

If Dowolcheon, who had just started walking down Sura Island after his family was massacred, had suddenly been blocked, he probably would have swung his sword right away.

And his body must have been broken in two by that enormous attack.

However, after seeing Do Wol-cheon’s simple reaction, he became convinced that his choice was right.

“My name is Mujin, the third great disciple of Shaolin. Amitabha Buddha.”

“I know because I saw sparring. It is called Dowolcheon of Cheonseommun Gate.”

A young man who suddenly blocks his path the first time he meets him and simply responds to his greeting.

If he had ignored that young man’s misfortune so that it would lead to his future failure, he would have greatly regretted it in the future.

The driving force that helped him overcome the unfortunate environment he was in as a child. He did not want to ignore the misfortune that would befall the person who was his idol during his school days.

And above all.

‘With this guy, he will be able to become stronger even if that misfortune doesn’t happen.’

Mu-jin decided to trust Do Wol-cheon, who was his idol.

Just in case there is a problem.

‘If you show up all of a sudden and tell them that your family will soon be exterminated, you’ll be treated like a crazy person.’

That’s why Mujin was worried. How can I persuade Do Wol-cheon at the first meeting?

The conclusion Mujin came to through those concerns was simple.

“Dowolcheon small cooperative. “Are you not interested in Buddhism?”

I was planning on selling medicine to the future Emperor.

* * *

Of course, Do Wol-cheon looked at Mu-jin with an expression as if he had seen something strange.

“… … There is no meaning in Buddhism. “Okay then.”

And after a while. Do Wol-cheon, who was trying to control his expression, answered in a blunt manner and tried to pass by Mu-jin.

“Amitabha Buddha. Lord Dowolcheon may not be interested in Buddhism, but there is something called fate in this world.”

Before we knew it, Mujin had taken a step to the side and blocked Dowolcheon’s path again.

I’m already defeated in a single match and on my way back to my hometown. Dowol-cheon started to get annoyed when Daengjung kept blocking his path, but he also felt puzzled.

‘Like Namgung Jincheon, why is he the monk who defeated Hwang Bo-ung, a member of the Five Great Families, in one go?’

I wondered why a monk who had reached such a high level that he could not even be compared to himself would do this.

“Thanks to studying Buddhism, I have been able to understand, to a small extent, the meaning of fate.”

But somehow, the more I listened to it, the more spectacular it became.

“Is that so? “I’m not interested in that, so let’s go.”

He tried to ignore the crazy noise and pass by, but his next words caught Do Wol-cheon’s foot.

“And today. I happened to see the fate of Lord Dowolcheon. Doesn’t Lord Dowol Cheon have a small scar on his left forearm? “When I was young, I was wielding a Jinsword instead of a wooden sword without adults knowing, and I got cut by my own sword.”

“H-How can I do that!?”

Dowolcheon asked in surprise.

‘Of course I know because I saw it in a novel.’

Although there is no scene in the novel where he accidentally cuts his own arm when he was young, there is a flashback part.

When Do Wol-cheon was walking through Sura-do and his entire body was covered with wounds and scars. The scene where she recalled her family, seeing the wound on her left arm covered with other wounds.

Additionally, there was one more scene in the novel where Do Wol-cheon recalled his family and reminisced about the past.

“And doesn’t Lord Dowolcheon have a younger sister? “I am the younger sister who loves the mooncakes that the great lady makes more than anything else in the world.”

The minions of the dark forces who tried to kidnap a child with a special constitution. So, it happened during a conflict with the Paedo group.

A mooncake given to me by Yangmin’s wife as a thank you for saving her child.

Since moon cakes are such an old food, the fillings used vary depending on the region or household. However, the mooncake the woman gave her tasted just like the ones Dowolchun’s mother used to make, so Dowolchun remembered her murdered sister and family while eating the mooncake.

And the next day.

Paedobang collapsed at the hands of Dowolcheon, and a few days later, Cheonryu Sangdan collapsed.

‘Wow. It was huge.’

It is a heart-warming story, considering that in the process of the collapse of the Cheonryu Sangdan, even Geumnachal Ryu Seolhwa lost his life to Dowolcheon.

‘Since Ryu Seolhwa and Cheonryu Sangdan have changed, something like that won’t happen… … ?’

Mujin, who was reminded of the terrible sight of the Cheonryu Sangdan that he had worked so hard to transform collapsing at the hands of Dowolcheon, shook off his distracting thoughts and looked at Dowolcheon standing in front of him.

“Did you really read my fate?”

As someone who was meeting him for the first time guessed things one after another that he had no way of knowing, Do Wol-cheon’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

Facing Dowolcheon, Mujin bowed his head while shouting displeasure.

“That’s right. And I’m sorry. Sir. “I know it’s not right to look at other people’s fate, but I’m telling you this because it’s so important.”

“Is it important? “What do you mean by that?”

“According to the fate I read, a great misfortune may befall Cheonseommun within a year.”

“Are you saying that bad luck will befall our family?”

Do Wol-cheon asks in surprise.

Normally, if someone I had never met suddenly said something like this, I would have gotten angry.

Woe is coming to the family. Doesn’t this sound like a homemade curse?

However, since Mu-jin had already read two stories of his life in succession, in Do Wol-cheon’s eyes, Mu-jin seemed like a true prophet and not a fraudster.

Mujin, who was convinced that his act as a prophet was working, continued speaking.

“That’s literally it. A great wave of fate awaits the future of Dowolcheon and Cheonseommun. And, it’s a sad story, but the current mayor doesn’t have the strength to overcome that wave.”

“… … “Then what should I do?”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

Mu-jin took out a case from his sleeve and held it out to Do Wol-cheon, who gritted his teeth and asked.

Do Wol-cheon looked at Gap with a puzzled expression, and Mu-jin said with a benevolent expression.

“This is a summons group.”

“!?”

“I would like to personally prevent your misfortune, but there are other misfortunes that I must prevent, so I cannot easily be there. So, use this to build your strength to block the waves of fate. Lord.”

With that said, Mujin opened the case, and surprisingly, there were not one but two Hwandan inside the case.

Looking at the two pills in the box, Do Wol-cheon asked in a puzzled tone.

“Hmm, why are you giving the elixir of Shaolin to someone I don’t even know?”

“As I said, it is because I have read the great negative news surrounding the Lord’s fate.”

Mujin’s answer touched Dowolcheon’s heart.

‘Even though he looks about my age, this monk is truly a great man!’

The skills he showed at the Yongbong branch a little while ago, and his Buddhist skills are deep enough to read other people’s fates. In addition, they even hand out the Samun’s elixir to those who are meeting them for the first time!

Do Wol-cheon said with an impressed face as he hurriedly took the gun.

“I will definitely repay this favor, even if it means risking my life. Monk Mujin.”

“It’s just something you have to do as a Buddhist, so don’t worry about it.”

Do Wol-cheon was moved again as he looked at Mu-jin smiling kindly.

Mujin held out the summoning altar to Dowolcheon, who looked as if tears were pouring from his eyes, and Dowolcheon, not knowing what to do, accepted the box containing the summoning altar.

And Mujin added with a kind smile.

“To be honest, no matter how many summons you consume, it will not be easy to prevent the bad news that will befall you.”

“If so, what should I do? “Do you need to move your family’s home?”

Do Wol-cheon, who was completely fooled by Mu-jin’s speech and the bribe called the summons, asked urgently, and Mu-jin shook his head and answered.

“It is not a bad news that can be avoided by moving the site. However, as is the case with fate, there is no hardship that cannot be overcome. “Suffering exists to be overcome.”

“Then what is the way to overcome that bad news?”

“As I said, Lord Dowolcheon must become strong enough to overcome the adverse events. For this to happen, we need the determination of Lord Dowolcheon.”

“You mean my resolution?”

“That’s right. “I’m willing to admit the limits of my talent.”

“!!!”

“And above all, you need to be willing to endure hellish hardships to overcome those limitations.”

Acknowledge the limits of your talent. She had already felt the wall from her sparring with Namgung Jincheon, but hearing it from someone else’s mouth was not pleasant. but.

“Is it okay to train so persistently that you can overcome your limits until bad news approaches?”

The danger to the family was more important than that slight humiliation.

“That alone is not enough. You must give up your greed. Let go of the desire to perfect the martial arts of a recluse. You just have to hone that one herbivore to the limit. It is as if monks attain enlightenment through penance. “The summons I gave you are simply a gift to shorten the period of your penance even a little.”

“… … Does this mean that with my talents, it would be too much to even complete one herbal meal? “Do you mind if I eat this summoning group?”

In response to the question of Do Wol-cheon, who looked somewhat sad, the monk standing in front of him made a strange expression.

“That’s right.”

It’s like looking at a far away place. Or, the monk, who looked like he was swimming in a dream, added:

“But, when you completed that one herbal meal. Dowolcheon City Lord has his own limitations. No, you will obtain a sword that can shatter the sky.”

* * *

“Whoa.”

Mujin sighed as he watched Dowolcheon leaving in the distance.

It seemed like his acting had somehow worked.

Well, the biggest reasons were bringing up personal stories and offering a bribe called a summons.

‘I didn’t bring it with Dowolcheon in mind.’

In the first place, on his way out of Shaolin this time, Mujin secretly brought three summons from the medicine house.

The original intended use was to feed Mugung, Mugyeong, and Muhyul.

Although all three consumed one summoning order, their strength was still relatively low compared to their martial arts level.

Since they were eating again the same summons they had already eaten, the effectiveness of the medicine would be considerably lower than the first time, but each person would be able to gain an additional ten years of power.

However, two of the three summons that should have been given to them were given to Do Wol-cheon. Nevertheless, Mujin wasn’t particularly worried.

‘Well, it’s an elixir. If I leave Shaolin this time, there’s a way to get it separately.’

I don’t remember all the miracles or elixirs that appear in Parts 1 and 2 of the novel, but I still remember one or two.

On this trip, I planned to take one of the dogs and give it to the three homeless people.

If you’re going to do that anyway, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to hand over all three summons to Do Wol-cheon, but if you take the same elixir multiple times, its effectiveness will decrease.

Up to two would still be half effective, but if there were three, there wouldn’t be much of an effect.

‘For the remaining members of the summoning group, we should keep them as emergency medicine to be used in case of internal injuries.’

As he organized his thoughts, Mujin looked at Dowolcheon leaving in the distance.

With a mixture of anticipation and concern.

Indeed, will Dowolcheon be able to overcome this level before suffering misfortune?

Since I have decided to help, it would be nice if we could join together to prevent that bloodshed.

‘For now, I have no choice but to believe.’

In the first place, there was nothing in Mujin’s plan to help Dowolcheon. Originally, I had planned to leave it alone.

I thought I would be able to quickly organize the things I had planned and go help if there was no bloodshed by then.

‘First of all, start by winning the Yongbong branch.’

After organizing his thoughts, Mujin caught a glimpse of Dowolcheon’s back disappearing in the distance and turned around.

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