Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 175

◈ Changed fate (2)

Gaogu County, Hubei Province.

It was close to Wonneung County, which had developed due to its geographical advantage, but unlike Wonneung County, it had a quite relaxed atmosphere.

Of course, it is only close by continental standards. Although it was actually about 300 miles away.

In the relaxed atmosphere of Gojanghyeon, Cheonseommun, the shrine and shrine of Dowolcheon, was located.

Cheonseommun’s manor is tiny compared to the huge family.

In the main training hall located in the center, Do Wolcheon was constantly swinging his sword.

“Hmph!”

And that’s just one herbivore.

The first second of the martial arts Cheonseomdo before the head of the Cheonseommun. I had already repeated dozens of times.

But it didn’t mean there were no changes.

Dowolcheon, who at first unfolded infinitely slowly and observed the posture, muscles, and flow of bets, gradually increased the speed.

Swish!

And around the hundredth time.

Following his stroke at the speed of a beam of light, sharp swords flew out and succeeded in cutting down a tree located a long distance away.

However, as if he could not be satisfied with this, Dowolcheon retrieved the Tao and prepared to use it again.

match! match! match!

“Oh oh!”

At that moment, Do Wol-cheon’s concentration was shaken by a sudden sound coming from the other side. This was because I knew who the owner of that sound was.

“As expected, you are Lord Somun.”

“I don’t think there will be any sect in Gajeonghyeon that can deal with our Cheonseommun anytime soon. ha ha ha.”

Looking at the fifteen Cheonseommun disciples approaching with happy smiles, Do Wolcheon made an awkward expression.

“It’s still far from enough.”

“What do you mean by that? “Didn’t Lord Mun already say that Lord Somoon was ahead of Lord Mun when it came to just one island?”

At what one disciple said, the others also nodded as if they were right.

To Cheon Seom-mun’s disciples, Do Wol-cheon was a very proud small master.

Born in this small village, didn’t he raise the name of his sect by reaching the finals of the Yongbong Branch?

Somoonju only said that she failed in the first round of the finals, but upon hearing it, she said that her opponent was Namgung Jincheon, who took second place.

So they thought. If the matchup luck had been good, I think Somoonju would have made it to the third game.

“And since Master Somoon’s skills have improved a lot recently, maybe now it might be worth competing against Namgung Jincheon again. ha ha ha!”

“Confucius Nangong is also probably concentrating on training, so I think it will still be difficult.”

“In our opinion, that is our great Lord Somoon’s only flaw. Be a little more confident. Lord Somoon!”

“That’s right! It seems that Kwiryeong Ilseom has already reached completion, so shouldn’t other herbivores start training now too! You can be confident in your own skills!”

Do Wol-cheon sighed inwardly at the words of his disciples.

It was a sigh that came out because I knew that their words were not flattery, and I wished they had been flattering.

‘You’re all frogs in a well.’

This was the difference between them and Do Wol-cheon, who came to the Yongbong branch and met geniuses who were incomparable to himself, located all over the continent.

However, Do Wol-cheon knew from the experience of the past half year that explaining the world to those who could not come and see it was a blessing in disguise.

“I appreciate your words, but it is impossible for Cheonseommun to become stronger on my own. So now, you too, start training with me.”

“Hmm. Well, that’s how it should be done.”

In this way, Do Wol-cheon led the training by forcing the students who showed signs of wanting to avoid the training.

“Okay, I’m going to go do my training. “Everyone, please stay and repeat the training we did so far one more time.”

“Well, I will do that. Lord Somoon.”

Even though he knew that the moment he left, it would spread quickly and he would rest, Do Wol-cheon had no choice but to leave the training ground.

It was good to take care of them, but my own training was also important, so it was unavoidable.

While heading to the Soyeonmujang for personal training, Do Wolcheon hurriedly took the gun upon seeing a middle-aged man appearing across from him.

“You worked hard today too. “Son.”

“It was something that had to be done. father.”

After a short conversation, the father and son exchanged glances that formed a strange sense of empathy.

Fortunately for Do Wol-cheon, his father, Do Ji-hwan, was not a Jeong Jeo-jiwa like his disciples.

No, it was Do Ji-hwan who sent him to the Yongbong branch in the first place to come and see the world.

“I am at a loss as to how to lead my disciples. father.”

“… … Aren’t we all born and raised only here? Moreover, it is inevitable because it is a time when people are unaware of the fears of the world and are full of youthful energy and a desire to win. And, what they say is not wrong. “Son.”

“You’re saying you’re not wrong?”

“It may seem frustrating to you, but those kids are enough to do one person’s job in Gohjeonghyeon, right?”

This was one of the reasons why the disciples did not focus much on training.

Anyway, since I had developed enough skills to be useful in Gojanghyeon, I was anxious to experience real combat rather than just training in a sect.

“However, it is dangerous if things continue like this. father.”

“… … It’s not a sure thing yet, so don’t worry too much. “Then I’m worried that Simma will come looking for me.”

Do Wol-cheon sighed lightly at his father’s words.

The warning and help that Do Wol-cheon received from Mu-jin were kept secret according to Do Ji-hwan’s advice.

Firstly, I don’t want to create anxiety about something that may or may not happen. Secondly, I don’t want to create anxiety among my students who are already full of victory spirit, and thirdly, if there are people who are actually preparing for an attack, there is no good point in showing them that they are prepared. That was the reason.

Therefore, Do Wol-cheon tried to show his disciples an example while keeping quiet about the attack.

I was hoping that if I showed myself practicing to my best, others would also be influenced.

‘The effect was short-lived.’

Everyone, led by Dowolcheon, was just imagining taking over Gohjeonghyeon.

The sight of the frog in the well was pitiful, but they were also executioners who had been together for more than ten years, both alive and dead.

If possible, we wanted to develop our skills together and overcome difficulties.

“father. “Okay then, let’s just go ahead and finish the remaining training.”

If that doesn’t work out, Dowolcheon pledged to protect Cheonseommun Gate even if it meant improving his own skills.

* * *

Do Wol-cheon, who continued to practice the Ilcho type Kwieryeong Ilsum until late in the evening, stopped practicing only at midnight and returned to his room.

After about an hour of eating a fortune-telling breakfast to restore my energy, I went to sleep.

It was early morning, about an hour later.

“Turn it off!”

A small, interrupted scream pierced the ears of Do Wol-cheon, who was sleeping.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Do Wol-cheon took the sword that was placed next to him and left the hall.

And Dowol-cheon shouted at the sight of the guys dressed in black clothes near the wall.

“Who are you!!!”

It was meant to ask about the other person’s identity, but it was more of a warning to wake up those who were sleeping.

And just as Do Wol-cheon had intended, upon hearing his shout, Cheon Seom-mun’s disciples from all over the manor began to come out, kicking down the doors.

However, even though the night raid failed, the men in black seemed somewhat relaxed.

When the man in black standing on the wall near the main gate pointed to Cheonseommun’s manor with his finger, the men in black immediately attacked Cheonseommun’s disciples.

‘Are you confident that you can kill as many people as you want?’

Meanwhile, several people in black were still standing on the wall.

The number of people in black who rushed towards Cheonseommun’s disciples was at most about ten.

And one person remained on each side of the wall, guarding the spot.

From the looks of it, it seemed like the purpose was to establish a siege and prevent even a single one from escaping.

However, rather than being angry that the other party was ignoring them, Do Wol-cheon viewed this as an opportunity.

If only we could reduce the number of people in black when the opponent is off guard!

“Wow!”

“Kwaaaak!”

But that was a miscalculation.

Most of Cheon Seom-mun’s young disciples did not have the skills to deal with the man in black.

“Close disciples, gather together and form a Samjaejin!!!”

Do Ji-hwan, the master of the Cheonseommun Gate, appeared at that moment and quickly shouted, blocking the attack of one of the black robes.

Meanwhile, Do Wol-cheon also rushed to the man in black to protect his disciples.

He was a man dressed in black with a cloth covering his lower body, but his eyes contained blatant arsenic.

And that carelessness was the defeat of the man in black.

Dowolcheon ate two summoning dans, and Kwiryeongilsom, which he had been practicing repeatedly like a madman for half a year, flew toward the guy’s neck faster than sound.

visor!!

The man in black, who was an expert in his own way, managed to react and stop the incident.

Suddenly!

The second sword of Kwiryeong Ilsum, which had unfolded before I knew it, dug into the side of the man in black, whose posture had collapsed.

“Ugh… … .”

Suddenly!

And while the bastard was moaning, it was Do Wol-cheon who succeeded in cutting off the bastard’s head with his third strike.

“Don’t let down your guard!”

However, as soon as they could quickly kill one of the men in black, the man in black who seemed to be the leader started yelling.

As soon as the leader’s order was given, a new man in black approached Do Wol-cheon.

But it was different from the person in black from before. That guy didn’t let down his guard, and he didn’t hastily try to kill Do Wol-cheon.

visor!

All he does is use defensive sword techniques and tie up Do Wol-cheon.

Kwasik!

“Kwaaaak!”

Meanwhile, the people of Cheonseommun were dying one by one.

The young disciples were divided into threes and formed a three-way formation, but they did not have the skills to deal with the man in black.

Fortunately, Do Ji-hwan, Do Wol-cheon’s father, also had the upper hand against a guy in black.

“Woah, Master Moon! Well, you have to run away. Wow… … .”

Sector owners or bridgeheads. The middle-aged people who had studied martial arts under the previous family head, Do Ji-hwan’s father, were also falling one by one at the hands of the man in black.

Do Ji-hwan, who realized that everyone would die if things continued like this, recalled a move he had been thinking about since he heard about the unsettling future from his son.

– Wolcheon! This father will make his way through, so don’t miss the moment and get out!

Her secret trick is to sacrifice her life to clear a path to save her son.

– How can you, as a minor lord, abandon your clan and run away!

-Shouldn’t the mother and Wolyoung be saved?

At his father’s next words, Dowolcheon gritted his teeth.

They may not know it, but this was a future that had been changed by Mujin’s intervention.

Originally, Dowolcheon was planning to escape from here alone thanks to the sacrifices of his family and all his sect disciples.

However, because Do Wol-cheon’s martial arts skills were outstanding, Do Ji-hwan decided to entrust his daughter and wife to his son.

And the moment Do Ji-hwan, who had made his decision, was about to move to throw away his life.

A change occurred on the battlefield.

bang!!

With a violent noise, one of the walls of Cheonseommun Gate burst open and new figures appeared.

Naturally, there was a momentary silence on the bloody battlefield, but the newcomers did not care about that atmosphere at all.

“Whoa… … . “The timing is amazing.”

“timing? “What does that mean?”

“There is such a thing. Don’t try to find out. “I’m hurt.”

Do Ji-hwan felt dizzy as he saw them exchanging unknown words, but his son’s subsequent shout immediately brought color to his face.

“Monk Mujin!!”

“oh! Luckily you’re alive! Lord Dowolcheon!”

‘If it’s Monk Mujin, isn’t he the Shaolin Divine Dragon who informed Wolcheon of the secret attack and gave him the summoning group!’

Jeongpa Jeil Review Index, who won the Yongbong branch.

As if that wasn’t enough, there were even rumors that he had recently been playing a game in Guangxi Province and was fighting in Nokrim and Amcheonhoe, so a master who could already be considered a martial arts master, regardless of his age, came to help.

‘To them, Wolcheon and Wolyeong. And I guess I’ll have to ask you to save me a wife.’

Before Do Ji-hwan, who had organized his thoughts, could open his mouth, Shaolin Shinryong and his companions took a step forward.

“Hold on just a little longer! “Let’s go, guys!”

The Shaolin Divine Dragon that shouted like that flew at incredible speed towards the leader, the man in black, who was located on the wall near the main gate.

bang!!

And with a huge roar unbecoming of an expert, the leader and the Shaolin Divine Dragon began to engage in a fierce battle.

Meanwhile, a young swordsman dressed in a ceremonial sword entered among the young disciples of Cheonseommun and began to block the attacks of the men in black on behalf of the disciples.

Suddenly.

No, the moment there was even the slightest gap in blocking it, it was creating a breathing hole in my hair or my heart.

‘W-what.’

From Do Ji-hwan’s point of view, the skill of inserting the sword very precisely and quickly into a small gap that did not even feel like a gap was truly ghost-like.

“die!!”

In another place, a young man was slaughtering people in black with a wild sword.

“Hmph!”

The young man, who boasted a large stature, was pushing the man in black while spouting flames from his hands.

But Hwaryong’s point is.

“Whoa, monkey?”

It was a young man beating up people in black with a monkey.

“Are you sure you’re human?”

No, when I saw them moving, I almost thought they were two monkeys, not people.

It was clearly the people in black who had been pushing them a while ago, but the battlefield was already going in their favor.

The men in black had even given up on the siege, as the three men blocking the left and right rears hastily joined the battlefield.

Kwasik!

They were also nothing compared to the skills of the Shaolin Divine Dragon and his party.

And it was around the time that most of the people in black were rounded up.

“Mujin. it’s over?”

The Shaolin God Dragon, who had attacked the leader, the Black Man, returned with his clothes in tatters.

“It seems you were stronger than I thought?”

In response to the question of the large man who saw Shaolin Shinryong’s facial features, Shaolin Shinryong spat out phlegm like a city official.

“Damn muscle loss.”

He was making unidentifiable noises.

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