Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 114

◈ Genius (1)

Right after Yongbong Branch finished its second match.

As if it was natural, the non-Japanese signing room headed to Cheonryu Sangdan Bunta. This was because of Mujin’s guidelines that stated that exercise could not be skipped even on days when there was no training.

Of course, if the dance was at a very difficult level, recovery training focusing on muscle lengthening techniques would have been conducted, but none of the four were in such an unreasonable state.

And Jegal Jinhee also came to Cheonryu Sangdan Bunta as if it were natural.

“I wanted to come early, but I was a little late because Odaese was tied up for a meeting.”

Although she said so, in reality, the reason she was late was because of Dang So-mi.

For some reason, it was Jegal Jinhee who wasted time trying to ostracize her, who had become more interested in Mujin after Bimu.

Ryu Seol-hwa, who was receiving private lessons from Mu-jin, smiled brightly and said to Zhuge Jin-hee.

“Since you are late, it would have been okay if you skipped today. “You did a good job today, so why don’t you take a break for a day?”

“Ho ho ho. You can’t skip training just because of one dance. “Isn’t that right?”

Both women were clearly smiling and talking, but it felt like strong energy waves were colliding with each other.

‘… … Did Ryu Seol-hwa also learn martial arts?’

Mujin wondered if Oknyeo-gong, whom Ryu Seol-hwa had previously told about, was in fact a fairly advanced martial arts scholar.

Anyway, today, as usual, the class was held in a bright and scary atmosphere, and after sufficiently tormenting the muscles, it was time for the muscle lengthening surgery.

While I was in the middle of flexing my muscles, Mujin asked carefully.

“Did anything special happen at Sega?”

“There was nothing particularly special about it.”

Jegal Jinhee answered Mujin’s question while trying to maintain a straight face.

After learning body training and muscle extension techniques from Mujin and practicing them at Sega, she began to be treated as a special type at Sega.

However, there is no need to tell Mujin such details.

‘There is no need to be compared to Ryu Seol-hwa.’

In particular, there was no need to reveal the situation of oneself and the family, which was so contradictory to Ryu Seol-hwa, who was fully supported by the owner of the merchant.

And Mujin’s words that followed caused her illusion.

“If anything inconvenient happens at any time, please contact us. “Regardless of the monastery or family we belong to, Master Jegal Jinhee is my precious friend.”

Mujin was just saying this to capture the uniqueness of the Jegal family that will happen someday.

‘also… … ‘You already knew.’

Zhuge Jinxi took it in a different meaning.

The reason she was treated as a special breed was because she, a direct descendant of the Zhuge Dynasty, trained in the external style of martial arts rather than learning martial arts through internal qigong and Oseong.

Fundamentally, Mujin was the source of influence for the Zhuge Dynasty. Furthermore, it was because he seemed to maintain a close relationship with Sorim.

“yes. “If something inconvenient happens in my family, the first thing I will do is ask Monk Mujin for help.”

Jegal Jinhee was grateful for Mujin’s words, which seemed to pay close attention to her, but also felt that the words calling her a ‘close friend’ were harsh.

* * *

“Elder. Do you plan to leave her like this?”

To the question of the Xuangeomdan warrior, who was no better than his hand and foot, Zhuge Hyeon answered in a blunt tone.

“Just leave it alone for now. “Aren’t you the only one in Sega to advance to the third round?”

Only eight latter-day indices advanced to the third round of the Yongbong branch. Among them, only two people are from the five major generations. There were only Namgung Jincheon and Zhuge Jinhee.

This was because as many as four people from Shaolin, which the Zhuge family implicitly considered a hostile force, advanced.

However, simply because she was one of the eight, or because she was enhancing the family’s honor, did not mean that she would be allowed to indulge herself.

Currently, in Oehyeon, elder-level figures from the five generations are continuing to meet and discuss a Sega alliance.

However, as is usually the case with alliances, it was not something that could be summed up in one word, ‘Let’s form an alliance!’

Such a mere alliance can fall into disrepute at any time, so basic rules and agreements are naturally needed to maintain the alliance.

And in the process of setting the rules and agreements, each Sega was engaged in a war of nerves, trying to take the lead to give themselves an advantage.

In that sense, the results of the current Yongbong branch meeting were a very important issue.

Right now, they are just late-stage exponents, but after ten or twenty years, they will grow into major figures in each Sega.

In other words, the Yongbong branch could be said to be a yardstick that could vaguely determine the future of each family.

Therefore, to the extent that Zhuge Jinxi plays an active role, the influence of the Jegal family can become stronger in the process of forming the Sega alliance.

That much, the subordinate also understood.

“… … One, the next opponent is the head of the Nangong family. No matter how exceptional the young lady’s talent is, it won’t be easy against ‘that’ Sojiazhu.”

Nevertheless, the reason why the subordinate asked the question was because he believed that even Zhuge Jinxi would not be able to defeat Nangong Jincheon.

To be precise, he was worried that if he lost to Namgung Jincheon in the next fight, his indulgence so far would turn into a huge upset for her.

“It is done. “Just leave it alone for now.”

“… … yes. “Elder.”

However, when Zhuge Xuan gave the same answer again, Suha did not add any more words.

The hierarchy of the Moorim family is very conservative. He was only able to ask questions because he was, in his own way, a confidant of my brother-in-law. If he had asked more questions when he had already received the same answer, he could have been kicked out.

‘The fact that the young lady came here and continues to hang out with Shaolin must have already been passed down to the family by other minor officials. ‘I don’t know what you or the elder are thinking.’

Suha could only think of the question he could not ask.

If things continue like this, Zhuge Jinxi could lose sight of Zhuge Wen, the head of the family and her grandfather.

Because she is a woman, those who regard her as a thorn in the side of the family, aiming for the position of head of the family, will continue to frame her.

And funny enough, that was exactly what Zhuge Xuan wanted.

‘The more Zhuge Jinxi is at odds with the immediate family members, the easier it will be to recruit her.’

At the same time as the picture of the five generations as allies, Zhuge Hyeon was simply drawing a grand plan to repay the sorrow of living as a collateral world.

* * *

On the way back to the Shaolin Pavilion after finishing the exercise with Zhuge Jinxi and Liu Seolhwa.

“Monk Mujin! I see you here. “Infinite Buddha.”

“Since we are in the same area, it seems natural that we would meet. Amitabha Buddha.”

They were Shaolin disciples who happened to encounter Cheongsu Dojang and shaman disciples.

“ha ha ha. In fact, I tried to visit the Shaolin Pavilion several times.”

“You mean our palace?”

“yes. “The bracket was strangely twisted, and the meeting was delayed, so my hands were itching.”

As the Cheongsu seal says that, he smiles brightly and puts his hand to his sword.

‘… … It’s a good thing that guy joined a shaman, if he had joined a Sapa or a demonic cult, he would have become a real murderer.

If that had been the case, a tremendous swordsman who would cause bloodshed in the martial arts world would have been born.

“Are you really planning on having a fight here in the middle of the street?”

“ha ha ha. As long as I can compete with Monk Mujin, what does the location matter? However, I think it will be a little difficult because of the judgment of the ascetic adults.”

It was the Cheongsu seal who took his hand off the sword and sighed as if he was truly regretful.

It felt strange that he had glue on his hands and was having such a hard time peeling it off.

“Still, I think we can hold on as we can make it to the semifinals.”

“Hmm. “I’m so glad about that.”

Mujin just smiled awkwardly and answered. Rather, it was Mugung, not Mujin, who was stimulated by Cheongsu Dojang’s words.

As expected, the opponent that Cheongsu Dojang would face in the next non-Muin third round match was none other than Mugung.

‘Are they already thinking that they will face Mujin in the semifinals?’

That expression, as if he didn’t even care about himself, touched Mugung’s pride.

If it had been Mugung a few days ago, I probably would have just felt a little uncomfortable inside.

Unlike himself, Cheongsu Dojang was a genius who was famous throughout the continent.

However, he had the experience of winning against the genius Ilhwi Dojang, which had already taken root in his mind.

‘If only I could defeat Cheongsu Dojang, just like I defeated Na Jinseong!’

You can bring all of the martial arts attention that is focused on Cheongsu Dojang to yourself!

An opportunity to take a big step closer to being named the Moorim Myeongsook of your dreams.

Mugung’s desire to win was aroused by the thought that he could get revenge on the Cheongsu dojo who had slighted him and at the same time attract people’s attention.

Of course, Cheongsu Dojang was just waiting for the meeting with Mujin. I had no intention of ignoring Mugung.

“Hahahahahaha.”

The one who spoke without thinking was Cheongsu Dojang, who was similar to someone close to Mujin.

* * *

two days later.

The morning of the third round of the Yongbong branch dawned.

As before, the Shaolin disciples all headed to the off-stage together, and after a while, Mugungi stepped onto the off-stage at the start time of Yongbongjiho.

And on the other side, among the shaman practitioners, Dojang Cheongsu was climbing the non-stage with a calm gait.

‘Whew. Let’s focus.’

Mugung, who was burning with a desire to compete against the Cheongsu dojang, calmly caught his breath.

Although Mugung still had a lingering desire for fame, the training of his immovable mind over the past four years was not meaningless.

He at least had enough discipline to distinguish between when to remain unmoved and when to run wild.

“Amitabha Buddha. It is called the Mugung of Shaolin.”

“Muryangsubul.” “This is the shaman’s Cheongsu.”

Immediately after Mugung and Cheongsu Dojang, who came to the off-stage, exchanged greetings with their respective class leaders.

“I will begin the dance between Shaolin’s Mugung monk and shaman Cheongsu Dojang!”

A shout of judgment erupted, but neither man made a hasty move.

‘It’s different from Ilhwi’s dojo. ‘Is this because I’m a shaman?’

The shaman’s martial arts focused on defense and counterattack through Yu’s techniques, so it felt like he was waiting for his own attack to come first.

However, that doesn’t mean we can just wait like this.

“Ha!”

Mugung took a big step forward with great spirit and approached Cheongsu Dojang.

And simultaneously with the movement of the Mugung, the sword of the Cheongsu Dojo began to dance slowly and gently.

Mugung read the sword of the Cheongsu Dojo with calm eyes and let out an exclamation inwardly.

‘It’s not called the best shaman for nothing!’

At first glance, the black circle of the Cheongsu seal seemed to be moving slowly. And that circle contained all the directions from which Mugung could attack.

In other words, it meant that no matter where the attack occurred, he was ready to ignore it and counterattack.

Mugung walked around the Cheongsu Dojang step by step. In the meantime, she tried to deceive the Cheongsu Dojang by putting in tricks here and there, but the Cheongsu Dojo’s defense was only strong.

In the end, Mugung, who failed to find a loophole, chose the regular method.

‘If there are no gaps, all you have to do is create them!’

The moment you make your decision. Geumyangji and Geumgi began to flock to Mugung’s palm.

Naturally, his palms began to turn scarlet.

In the second match, Mugung, who opened the Tathagata Shinjang, the Shaolin season that broke the Jeomchang Sect’s Split Thirteen Numbers, unleashed a blow towards the shaman’s Taegeuk.

And just like Ilhwi Dojang, who was attacked by the Lord Tathagata, the look in the eyes of Cheongsu Dojang, who had always been relaxed, changed.

However, he was not as embarrassed as Ilhwi Dojang.

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

Instead of being embarrassed, Cheongsu Dojo burst out laughing as if he was having a little fun now.

He looked with an ecstatic expression at the scarlet palm of Mugung that was reaching towards him, and began to draw countless taegeuks made of sword energy in the air.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,