Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 136

◈ Special report (2)

As if they were exchanging rumors about who would step forward, no one from Cheongseong and Army came forward.

“If there is no one who wants to come forward, please leave now.”

At Mujin’s confident shout, among Cheongseong and Ami, who had been exchanging glances for a while, a Doin from Cheongseong stepped forward.

“This is none other than Feng Yun, a great disciple of the Qingcheng sect.”

Looking at his appearance alone, he was a Taoist monk who appeared to be in his early to mid thirties.

“Cheonguncheoksa (靑Cloud斥邪)!”

“The Qingcheng faction has made up their minds!”

Although he was a character who did not appear in the novel, judging by the reactions of the onlookers, he seemed to be a fairly famous expert.

– be careful. As you may know, that Taoist master made it to the third round at the Yongbong branch held last time.

Although he had no idea, Dang So-mi sent a warning to Mujin via telegram anyway.

The Moorim Convention, held by the Yongbong Branch, is held every ten years.

In other words, ten years have passed since the team advanced to the third round (quarterfinals) at the last Yongbong branch.

They say that even rivers and mountains can change in ten years, which means that they are quite dangerous opponents.

However, Mujin paid no heed to Dang So-mi’s advice and greeted Pungwoon Dojang.

Although it was a little awkward to use the standard greeting method of 4-kwon in place of the class president, who had become accustomed to it because he was dragged into the novel and did it so often.

“My name is Kanghyuk.”

In response to Mujin’s greeting, Pungwoon Dojang frowned and asked.

“… … “Aren’t there any recluses?”

“You probably don’t know even if you hear it. “Because it is not a sect located in the central region.”

“But please tell me first.”

“I come from a special profession located in a faraway eastern country.”

“Special report… … “You mean?”

It was a Poongwoon seal with an expression of no understanding.

‘Of course I don’t know. ‘I just made this up.’

It wasn’t a name I just came up with. Because it was a name taken from a special forces unit.

This is the method that Mujin plans to use in this match. That was the actual martial art I learned during my time in the special forces.

I had experience using it with Mugung in the past, and I also used it when dealing with Ryu Seol-ho’s guard warrior at Yeon Ga-hee’s 70th birthday party.

‘It has never been used in the Yongbong branch, so no one will know.’

While Mujin was thinking these thoughts, a strange expression appeared on Pungwoon Dojang’s face.

A face that is a mixture of relief and carelessness.

‘Is this because it’s the name of a clan I’ve never heard of?’

I didn’t feel particularly bad. It would be more convenient for Mujin if the other party let down their guard.

I felt like, ‘I’ll come to my senses after getting hit a few times.’

“I’m not suggesting that you just want to talk, so would you please stop now?”

“Good.”

In response to Mujin’s question, Pungwoon Dojang drew his sword, and Mujin, who was watching, slightly turned his body to the side and took a stance.

In order to perform both punching and grappling, both hands are held only halfway, the left foot and left hand are forward, and the right hand and right foot are backward.

Bend your lower body slightly for flexible movement, and bend your upper body only slightly so that you can dig in and tackle at any time.

It was the most basic posture often seen in mixed martial arts matches.

In fact, the martial art taught as a mandatory training course in the Korean special forces was ‘special attack martial arts’, which was a martial art based on Hapkido or Jujutsu.

In addition, content covering weapons likely to be used in military combat, such as military bayonets and field shovels, is added.

However, because this was a very old training process, modern fighting techniques were also incorporated to some extent.

And a strange expression was drawn again on the face of Pungwoon Dojang, who was aiming his sword at Mujin.

It was because it was the first time I had ever seen a cardinal ceremony.

A clan you’ve never heard of, and even a ceremony you’ve never heard of.

However, even though he ignored his opponent, he did not blatantly let his guard down.

In any case, it was for the benefit of the clan, and since he was in his thirties, he had accumulated some practical experience.

Cheonguncheoksa Pungwoon.

He mastered the Cheongun Jeokha Sword, one of the sacred weapons of the Cheongseong Sect, and earned the title of Cheongun Cheoksa thanks to killing several Safain. His sword moved.

At the same time, blue sword energy erupted from his sword like fog.

From the beginning, they began to perform the Cheongunjeokhageom (靑雲赤霞劍) sword, which is a sacred festival.

Blue clouds and a red sunset sword.

It is a sword that reflects the appearance of nature and changes with the passage of time, and the first sword is characterized by a sword technique that starts with a clear blue color and turns red as time goes by.

Pungwoon killed several Safa people and took his swordsmanship in a slightly different sense.

‘The blue clouds are bound to turn red with the blood of the equator.’

And this time too, he had no doubt that his luck would be stained with the blood of that man named Kang Hyuk.

Swish!

However, Mujin easily dodged the first sword by simply leaning back slightly.

Windyun didn’t care and continued to emit blue sword energy. His sword energy spread widely like a cloud and dominated the space.

Then, Mujin spread the gold ball with his hands, making it look like a rolling instrument, and began to beat out the clouds.

“It looks like there was a solution!”

Poongwoon Dojang, who pretended to be excited and shouted, raised the bet even more.

As the sword technique moves forward, the blue mist emanating from his sword slowly turns red.

“Try blocking this too!”

The moment when Poongwoon Dojang shouted confidently towards Mujin, who was busy defending and evading.

Pot!!

Mujin, who was only moving sideways and backwards, made a surprise attack.

Mujin was waiting for the opponent to let down his guard a little more and for his opponent’s movements to increase even a little.

The reason was simple. This was because now that he had to hide his martial arts skills, he could not use his gold and metal skills or show bankruptcy with all his might.

Because of that, his clothes were torn and blood spattered from his skin as the red sword came into contact with him while he was digging in.

Pot!

Instead, it was Mujin who succeeded in grabbing the Poongwoon seal by the waist with both hands.

At the same time, use both hands to pull the groin and push the opponent’s upper body with your shoulders.

It was a standard tackling move.

“Tsk.”

While the Poongwoon Dojo groaned from the shock of being forced to the floor, Mujin moved quickly and first grabbed both of the Poongun Dojo’s hands with both hands.

It was not to prevent the Windwun Dojo from swinging his sword. This was to make it so that the Poongwoon Dojang could not use Geumnasu or Jibeop.

Mujin came to this world and used submission techniques a few times, but there was one thing he realized in the process.

The point was that it was very dangerous to use submission-type techniques against a master.

It wasn’t difficult to access. The problem is after access.

In this world where blood and energy exist, a single finger’s slightest touch to the body could take one’s life.

This was because it was possible to target bloodletting or demonic blood using local techniques.

‘If you can only use the gold ball, you can just defend your whole body with the gold ball and perform a submission.’

That was the direction Mujin was pursuing, but since he couldn’t do that now, he decided to suppress Son first.

Using his overwhelming superiority in strength, Mujin climbed on top of the opponent’s stomach and dragged both hands to the opponent’s chest. He grabbed both of the opponent’s hands with one hand and grabbed the Poongwoon Dojo’s neck with the other hand. .

“Will you surrender?”

If you don’t surrender, your neck will be broken.

Pungwoon Dojang, who easily realized this fact through Mujin’s enormous strength that he felt from his neck, opened his mouth with difficulty.

“… … “I admit defeat.”

Being thrown to the floor and being held by the neck in defeat. It was such a humiliating defeat that his face turned red.

But why?

“We cannot admit it!”

On the Cheongseong faction side, several old Taoist monks raised blood in their necks and screamed loudly.

“You are now calling a technique like a back alley street joke a martial art!”

“It’s no different from Naryeo Targon!”

Mujin responded to their crude criticism by raising the corners of his mouth.

“So, has the Poongwoon Dojo collapsed due to the techniques of the back alley street gangster?”

“!!!”

“W-what kind of unreasonableness… … .”

“You are not forcing anything!”

While the elders of the Qingcheng faction were silent for a moment, the people of the Tang family fiercely took Mujin’s side.

“Hmm! I will admit martial arts! However, this was clearly a secret. So, you can say that Kang Xiaohyeop was already defeated by being cut by the sword before he defeated Feng Yun!”

“That’s right! Just because you got that much hurt means you lost the fight! “Feng Wun showed mercy and dug in while he stopped his sword!”

“You mean this?”

In response to the other person’s continued insistence, Mujin now pointed to his own wound with a blatant sneer.

And then.

Jjijijijijik!

With both hands, he tore the top he was wearing as if he were tearing a piece of paper.

What was then revealed were muscles that looked massive and strong, as if they were made of diamond stone.

There were cuts and blood all over my skin from the rubbing a little while ago, but thanks to the muscles that looked so strong, it felt like I was just getting a little incontinence on a rock.

“I’m learning external skills, so I have a scratch like this, but it’s only at the level of mana, right?”

The Cheongseong faction’s warriors could no longer utter a rebuttal to Mujin’s mocking words.

The surrounding atmosphere was already in favor of Mujin.

This was because the sight of him tearing off his top and revealing himself was so intimidating.

The appearance, like an armed man sweeping into the middle of a battlefield, seemed to be claiming that the occasional wound was not even a wound.

– it’s okay. Since we have already figured out the author’s martial arts skills, let us Amifa finish it. Amitabha Buddha.

Into the ears of the elders of the Cheongseong sect, the message of the Ami sect nuns was transmitted.

“Hmm… … “I admit defeat.”

“Then this time, we will ask for a dance at Amifa. “Kang Sohyeop.”

It was obvious what Cheongseong and Ami were talking about, but Mujin readily accepted the meeting.

“great.”

It was a place in Mujin where it was easier to have a conversation with fists rather than a clinking argument.

No sooner had Mujin answered than a woman from the Amipah nuns stepped forward.

“My name is Amipha Lee’s great disciple Gyeryun. Amitabha Buddha.”

“This is Special Specialist Kang Hyuk.”

Mujin exchanged greetings with the nun and analyzed the other person.

‘Seeing as you have bare hands, does this mean you thought of a solution of your own?’

Although Amipa was Buddhist, his swordsmanship was also quite famous. But the opponent is the enemy, Gongkwon.

In the process of Mu-jin’s submission, it was clearly revealed that he was planning to target the blood with either Ji-beop or Geumna-su.

However, they had one big mistake. The illusion that Mujin’s only weapons are external attacks and submission techniques.

Immediately after the dance started.

Mujin willingly took a step forward.

Unlike when dealing with a swordsman, you get into a very close encounter and have a very brief battle of nerves.

When Mujin attempted to attack by lowering his upper body in a surprise attack, Gyeryun, as Mujin had expected, attempted to use the Geumnasu method to point out Mujin’s acupuncture points.

However, Mu-jin, who had snuck into Gy-ryun, instead of trying to hold on to O-geum with both hands like before.

puck!

He pushed back his upper body, and at the same time lightly swung his left hand, aiming for Gyeryun’s face.

To put it in modern terms, it was a tackle fake followed by a left jab.

Still, he was a disciple of Lee Dae, who represented the Ami faction, and it was Gyeryun who narrowly blocked Mujin’s left power.

puck!

puck!!

Once Gyeryun was on the defensive, Mujin continuously launched left and right attacks.

The punches were thrown lightly, like modern jabs, but the problem was Mujin’s tremendous strength and enormous internal power.

Compared to its apparent lightness, its power was terrible, so naturally Gyeryun’s defenses were shaken.

Gyeryun hurriedly took steps to escape the attack, but Mujin chased after the nun as if he would not let her go.

pop!!

In the end, the moment when Mujin’s arms were wide open, unable to withstand his strength.

puck!

Mujin’s left fist was inserted into Gyeryun’s face.

And with that one blow, the mixing ended.

I had no intention of killing him, so I won my bet at the end, but Mujin’s strength, which had been trained to the limit, was not something that could be endured with a bare face.

Is it because he defeated two great disciples of the old faction with an unprecedented martial arts skill from an unknown sect?

There was a cold silence in the area.

However, the surrounding atmosphere is like that.

Mujin looked at the nun sprawled on the floor with her eyes closed for a moment, then tilted her head to the left and right as if to relax her neck muscles and said.

“next.”

Amidst the cold silence, only the faint sound of a tap, a tap, a tap, was heard.

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