Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 148

◈ Heukungchae (3)

“How dare these guys!!”

Daeho Chaeju, who thought he was being disrespectful, screamed and threw himself away.

Even though he was carrying a massive stick and an absurdly large weapon, he flew towards Mujin and the others at explosive speed.

“Hwaaaap!!!”

Befitting his nickname, Black Busangun, he raised an ink-colored blade on his huge black axe, and Daeho Chaeju swung the ax at the guy who was harassing his subordinates in front of him.

And Mujin, who was at the forefront of attacking the bandits, swung his ax at the ax flying towards him.

bang!!

Mu-jin, who easily blocked the ax with the soles of his golden-stained feet, kicked Daeho Chaeju away with his feet.

However, it was not an attack to finish off Daehochaeju.

“Boss!! “That guy is Daeho Chaeju!”

It was just an attack to push Daeho Chaeju into Mugung’s fight.

Isn’t the original flower of turf wars fights between heads?

“Ha!”

Mugungi fired a full blow at Daehochaeju, who was kicked by Mujin and flew away.

“You bastards!!”

Daeho Chaeju, who was not only ignored but even kicked by Mujin, turned his face and swung his ax at Mugung.

bang!!!

As the huge Mugung of Tteokdae and the equally large Daehochaeju collided, loud noises erupted repeatedly.

The bandits did not dare to intervene in such a high-level fight.

“Ukki! Wooki!!”

“Where are you running!”

Mujin and his party were busy beating down the bandits, as if they didn’t care about the battle of Mugung.

And Mugung-eun, who happened to be the head of the Black Woongchae and face off against the head of the Daehochae.

‘shit. On the topic of bandits!’

It was quite a struggle.

However, this does not mean that Daeho Chaeju was a tremendous expert.

Although the level of martial arts was different, if we had to compare it, it was slightly lower than the level of the Ilhwi Dojo of the Jeomchang faction that Mugung had faced at the Yongbong branch.

Of course, since he had much more practical combat experience than Ilhwi Dojo, he was a slightly more difficult opponent even if his level was lower.

However, since then, Mugung has experienced practical combat at Shintubidong and Taeeulmun, and has gained a skill level of half a kilogram through luck.

Although it was an opponent that was easily defeated, the reason why Mugung was struggling was simple.

‘If only I could use the Tathagata Kidney to my heart’s content!’

This was because they had to hide their identity and could not hold a public holiday.

In the end, the confrontation between Mugung and Daehochaeju only made a lot of noise and continued as a bitter fight that was almost like a standstill.

Meanwhile, Mujin and his party, who had already finished off all the bandits, were sitting around watching the fight between the two.

“Defeat the boss!”

“Ukki! “Ukki!”

Unlike Muyul, who danced around with Lingringi and cheered Mugung on, Mujin yawned and looked bored.

“How long are we going to fight? boss.”

“What kind of subordinate talks to his boss like that?!”

Mugung, overcome by evil, shouts as he strikes away Daehochaeju’s axe.

“W-what!?”

Daeho Chaeju, who had been busy fighting Mugung, only then realized that all of his subordinates had fallen and looked around in embarrassment.

They seemed worried that these guys might launch a joint attack.

Mujin waved his hand towards Daeho Chaeju.

“Don’t worry. “Isn’t it true that turf wars are usually concluded between the bosses?”

While Mujin was trying to calm Daeho Chaeju, Mugung quickly thought of a trick.

How to use the Tathagata Kidney and not be found out that you are the Tathagata Kidney!

“Haaah!!”

Mugung suddenly raised his internal energy and assumed the posture of Tathagata Kidney.

The moment when the Geukyangjigi, which started from the Danjeon, ran through the four limbs and the White Sea and was about to erupt through his palm.

Wow.

Instead of stretching out his heart and releasing the heat, he rolled it up and squeezed it.

“It’s an explosive fist!!”

He suddenly swung his fist, which was wrapped in flames, at Daeho Chaeju.

Daeho Chaeju, who was paying attention to Mujin and his group watching around him, urgently tried to stop Mugung’s attack by raising the swelling.

bang!!

Tathagata kidney. No, he was unable to withstand the power of the explosion fist and was thrown far away.

“How are you? “The power of the explosion fist!”

Mugung, who defeated Daeho Chaeju, shouted to show off his excellent improvisation.

“Any way you look at it, it’s a blast fist. “It’s just a fake Tathagata kidney.”

Mujin could only answer indifferently, picking his ears.

* * *

A place once called Daehochae.

There, as many as fifty rugged men were sitting on their knees, with wounds everywhere.

“From now on, the name of this place is Heukungchae. Do you understand?”

“All right!!”

The kneeling bandits answered Mujin’s question loudly.

“Boss. “Please tell me something.”

“Keu, keuhm.”

Mugung went out in an awkward manner with a red face that did not suit his size.

From the perspective of Mugung, who despite his size was full of strange romance, acting as a bandit leader was embarrassing in many ways.

“Huh, it’s Heukwoong.”

When Mugung introduces himself in a dying voice, several shrewd bandits loudly respond.

“Please take care of me. “Boss!!”

“You look truly manly! “As soon as I first met you, Gangmo, I felt like I had to treat you as my older brother!”

Mugung’s face softened slightly as he received the warm welcome from the rugged men.

“Hmm. Please take care of me.”

“Whether it is possible or not!”

“We will do our best to serve you!”

“Hmm. All you have to do is trust me and follow me!”

As the bandits respond more favorably, Mu-jin chuckles at the sight of Mugung, who is turning into more of a bandit leader.

I approached the bandit who was fawning hard in front of me and squatted down.

“young. You speak well. “What’s your name?”

“It’s called Gangil! Deputy pastor!”

“Why am I a vice-president?”

“It just felt like it! Sorry if I got it wrong. older brother!”

Seeing a guy named Kang-il subtly flattering while his military spirit was on the line, Mujin tapped the guy on the back of the head.

“no. You guessed right. good. Then, from now on, you will be ranked first. Boss and me. And if you exclude the four who were originally Black Woongchae, you are the highest. got it?”

“… … “Then shouldn’t it be sixth rank?”

When Kang-il asked this question as if he was puzzled, Mu-jin pointed his finger at Ling-ling.

“He should count too.”

“ah! All right! “He must be the sixth brother!”

Mujin was impressed by the sight of him bowing his head towards Lingling.

‘Hey. ‘He has no pride at all.’

But right now, it’s more convenient to have at least one guy like this around.

“good. “Then Kang Il is the seventh in our ranking.”

“Yes, assistant pastor!”

“We have a quick chat, so you can stay here and keep an eye on the others. “If anyone has different feelings, tell them right away.”

“M-you mean me?”

The surprised guy turned his gaze and looked somewhere.

A place where the Black Busan Army and executives who were originally Daehochae’s lenders gathered.

But Mujin immediately understood the meaning of that gaze. It wasn’t because I was afraid of them.

“Don’t worry. When we were away and came back. “If our Kang-il has even the slightest wound on his body, I will punish those bastards first.”

Mujin shouted very loudly as if everyone here could hear.

This shrewd bandit was looking at them in order to properly guard the house.

This means that the order of rankings should be properly organized.

Instead, Mujin appointed a fox cub to take charge of surveillance, and went to Daehochae with his companions. No, I headed to the corner of the mountain village that had now become black and white.

As soon as he could move to avoid the bandits’ gaze, Mu-gyeong asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“Aren’t they going to clean up?”

“You finished organizing it, right?”

“Not organizing the ranks. “Shouldn’t we abolish the Danjeon and break it with our arms and legs like the bandits we met last time?”

“ah. “It was useful for a while.”

“Useful?”

Everyone looked puzzled, but Mujin responded that it was no big deal.

“There is somewhere I need to clean up.”

What does it mean for bandits to bandit?

* * *

When I returned from the conversation.

puck!

The fox guarding the house was hitting the back of the former landlord’s head.

“You bastard!!”

The former creditor, Cheolsanggui of Black Busan County, rolled his eyes and stood up, but when Kangil looked towards Mujin and his group, he started making noises and eventually collapsed to the ground again.

It seemed like he was really enjoying the escort service.

“Kangil.”

“yes! Deputy pastor!”

Mujin laughed bitterly at the sight of the fox jumping at Mujin’s call.

“Please introduce me to wild vegetables.”

“Do you have any doubts, Vice Minister? “Where should I start?”

“First, where I hid the money.”

“All right. Deputy pastor!”

Mujin left the group to watch over the bandits and moved with Kang Il.

A thatched-roof house located in a corner of a mountain village. Mujin laughed as he checked the treasures hidden under the straw piled up in that thatched hut.

“You saved it well.”

“ha ha ha. This place is quite nice. Deputy pastor.”

“But what do you do by collecting it so ignorantly? “I wouldn’t be able to spend the money since I was a mountaineer anyway.”

“Hehehe. “There is a way to use it all.”

“Is there a way to write it? “You can’t go into the nearby prefecture anyway because you’re wanted, right?”

“We are using a slash-and-burn village far away. We give them some money and tell them to buy things for us. “With that, I often bring girls over and drink alcohol to solve the problem.”

When Kang-il said something while rubbing his hands with a sinister look in his eyes, Mu-jin slapped him on the back of the head again and then subtly got to the point.

“Rather than that, since these are probably all stolen goods, shouldn’t we go to Heuksi to sort them out?”

Heuksi (黑市). It is a place that is often referred to as a black market, and the original purpose of Mujin’s visit to Guangxi Province was also related to black poetry.

However, in order to approach him more naturally, he decided to pretend to be a bandit, and while he was already pretending to be a bandit, Mujin came to Ha Ji-hyeon with the intention of stealing something.

“There are often times when black vision is used.”

“hmm? “Then, do you know about Heuksi in Gyerim?”

I asked about the Gyerim Black Poetry that was my target, but Kang Il shook his head.

“It’s a long way from here to Gyerim, so I don’t know much about it. Perhaps, the mountain vegetables located nearby would know… … .”

“But, what?”

“Because Gyerim is famous as a resort, many people visit it, so the mountain vegetables located around it are of a very high standard. ah! Of course, if you are the leader Heukwoong and the assistant leader, you will be able to accept it as much as you like!”

Mu-jin smiled darkly at Kang-il’s flattery and gathered his thoughts.

‘I guess I’ll just organize things here and go rob the wild vegetables there.’

* * *

Even after Daehochae was changed to Heukungchae, the daily lives of the bandits did not change much.

Divided into several groups, they monitored the road passing by Nosan to check whether merchants or envoys were passing by.

If only there was a difference.

“Boss! “The messengers are passing by!”

“okay? “Where are you from?”

“It’s Hwajinpyo soup!”

“Just let me go.”

Just monitoring. They had not been robbed even once.

Of course, the original Daehochae did not eat up all the passing marks. We simply collected a small amount of toll fees through trade(?) and negotiation(?).

But now, the problem was that even the minimum toll was not being collected.

Of course, since they can’t make money, the bandits are likely to be dissatisfied.

“You worked hard, now rest in peace.”

“Hehehe. Thank you. older brother!”

Thanks to the sumptuous feast of wild vegetables and alcohol, there were no complaints at all.

No, only the existing shareholders and executives of Daehochae were on the verge of turning a blind eye.

All that alcohol and feasting were bought with the wealth saved by the former Daeho Chaeju.

Mujin and his party simply gave instructions to the bandits to watch the streets, buy alcohol and food, and then spent leisurely time at the mountain lodge.

Through Mu-gyeong, Mu-jin began to learn the ghost-bo and dark-yeong-gong techniques that Mu-gyeong had entrusted to him to interpret, and during other times, he used rocks and trees to strengthen his muscles.

The other party members were also spending time practicing martial arts or looking at the mountains.

The most unusual one was Mugung.

Mugung, perhaps because of his experience struggling to hide his Tathagata stature, tried to learn a new martial art.

“With one swing of the ax with your powerful forearms, the warriors will fall down one after another!”

“Ah! “It can’t even be compared to the ax that the youngest bastard was swinging!”

It was the bandits who fanned the flames.

As Kang-il’s rank rose through flattery, there were several people who followed Kang-il and started farting at Mujin and the others.

Well, Mujin was using it appropriately, and Muhyul and Cheongsu Dojang didn’t think anything of it. And Mu-gyeong was uncomfortable with those bandits.

“Hahaha. “Is that what you guys think?”

For some reason, Mugungi was very excited.

“Hey, since when did he smile like that?”

When Mujin laughs as if it is absurd, Mukyung scolds him.

“You can’t call the boss that.”

“That’s right, anyone can see what you’re doing, you’re the boss.”

Mugung, who was instigated by his subordinates, stole the godfather of Cheolsanggui, who had been the owner of the Great Tiger and was now the youngest in rank, and swung his ax in the air.

“Oooh! “It is truly a power sent from heaven!”

“As expected, our Heukwoong brother is the best man!”

Every time Mugung’s ax makes a booming sound in the air, Gangil, who was enjoying alcohol and meat next to him, flatters him.

“Hahaha!”

Mugung, who felt good about Kang Il’s flattery, laughed heartily.

Unlike Moo-jin, who treated him like a child rather than a death sentence, or Mu-gyeong and Mu-yul, who treated him like a friendly neighborhood brother, the bandits were praising him, and Mugung’s mood was soaring these days.

“Khahahaha!”

Of course, Mujin could only shake his head as he looked at the scene.

How long did it take to spend such a leisurely day?

“Boss! “A flock of lions is passing by!”

“okay? “What is the name of the country?”

Today, as usual, the bandit who was in charge of surveillance said, ‘Why are you asking for my name if I’m going to let you go anyway?’ I answered while trying to hide my feelings.

“It’s North Wind Pyo Soup!”

After hearing the answer, Mujin stood up with a somewhat evil-looking smile.

“Guys. “Bring your tools.”

Finally, the prey they had been waiting for appeared.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,