Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 258

◈ Sejak (3)

It may be natural, but among the general members, there was no one who wanted to apply for military service to Mujin.

Because I felt like there was an absurd gap, I didn’t even have the motivation to challenge myself.

Of course, neither Dokgopae nor Mujin even thought that others would challenge them.

‘What do we do? f*ck. Should I at least send a message to Namgung Jincheon and ask him to pretend to be dead?’

Mujin tried to hide his burning feelings and secretly observed Namgung Jincheon’s movements.

‘f*ck. It will break through. Very just.’

And as expected, Namgung Jincheon was glaring at himself with eyes that burned even brighter than before.

Mujin quickly opened his eyes and quickly recited a spell as if he was chanting Buddhist prayers.

‘Please don’t come out. Please don’t come out.’

As if to disappoint Mujin’s expectations, the sound of ‘jump-jump-jump’ footsteps got closer little by little.

‘shit.’

What Mujin saw when he raised his head and felt like he had to give up on brainwashing.

“Then let me ask you again! Mujin Do-nim.”

It was the appearance of a Cheongsu seal pulling out a sword with a bright face.

“… … ?”

Feeling puzzled, Mujin glanced again in the direction where Namgung Jincheon was standing.

‘what?’

The guy was still standing there as if he were nailed to the spot.

Even though his eyes are burning brightly as if he will attack at any time.

* * *

After the dance between Mujin and Cheongsu Dojang was over. No new challengers emerged. Of course, just like yesterday, Bimu ended with Mujin’s victory.

And at a time when training was in full swing at the training center under Mujin’s leadership.

Dokgopae was playing alone with Namgung Jincheon.

Dokgopae took a sip of tea, hid his true feelings, and opened his mouth with a gentle expression.

“Honestly, I was surprised. Nangung Sogaju.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean rain. “Looking at the look in Su Jiazhu’s eyes, I guessed that he wanted to compete with Shaolin Divine Dragon Xiao Hyeop.”

Namgung Jincheon snorted at Dokgopae’s words.

“I am not a fool like the shaman’s Cheongsu. We already competed once and confirmed the gap. “Is there any need to show me losing again?”

“… … “It looks like you are scared of the Shaolin Divine Dragon.”

Dokgopae said that to sneakily scratch Namgung Jincheon, but what came back was Namgung Jincheon’s arsenic.

“What a narrow-minded thinking. “I confirmed the gap with him yesterday, so I plan to compete again after reducing the gap.”

If it had been him, he might have applied to Mujin again today out of pride.

However, when he was defeated by Mujin at Yongbongjihoe and returned to his family. Namgung Jincheon had such a conversation with Namgung Mugeuk, her grandfather and the owner of her Taesang family.

‘Jincheon. ‘It’s a joy to meet a man stronger than yourself when you’re young.’

‘Why is that so? ‘Grandpa.’

‘A king is a lonely law. In the process of walking that lonely path, it is a great comfort to have someone to aim for. And as a warrior, nothing can compare to the joy he feels when he defeats the man who was his target.’

‘One, isn’t our Namgung family the best family in the world? Wasn’t defeat unacceptable?’

‘You are right. Our Namgung family is the best family in the world. And since you are of the best blood in the world, you are destined to become the best person in the world someday. So, enjoy the fact that there is a man stronger than you right now. One day, there will be no more enemies.’

Namgung Jincheon believed that Namgung Mugeuk’s words were truly correct.

That’s why he endured today’s rain.

Recalling the level of Mujin I had seen yesterday, I planned to accelerate my training in the future. Until one day I became convinced that I had surpassed the man named Mujin.

However, this is only Namgung Jincheon’s position.

It was an incredibly frustrating story from the Dokgopae’s perspective.

‘shit. He was a guy with a lot of pride, so I thought he would step forward as long as I laid the foundation for him.

Judging by the way he spoke now, it seemed like he had no intention of fighting Mujin for at least a year.

Should I change my plan? Or, should we at least force ourselves to create a situation where we have no choice but to fight?

When Dokgopae was thinking about such concerns. Namgung Jincheon made an unexpected request.

“I heard that the organization of the Blue Dragon will be decided through the interview. “Nothing else matters, so please place it as close to the Shaolin Divine Dragon as possible.”

“hmm? “Weren’t you trying to avoid the Shaolin Divine Dragon?”

“To beat your opponent, you have to know about him, right? “In a few days, I may leave for Cheonghae and engage in battle with the Demonic Cult, so I would like to get a closer look at his martial arts skills.”

Namgung Jincheon was a plan that was thought of to quickly reduce the gap with Mujin.

When Dokgopae heard that request, a new plan came to mind.

* * *

two days later.

After greeting Master Hyeonhyeon, the disciples of Shaolin, including Mujin, left the shrine of Shaolin.

The two days that Zhuge Wuhuan had talked about had passed, and now they, who were part of the Envoy Corps, were scheduled to move towards Qinghai.

And this time, only the latter Jisoo and warriors from the Murim Alliance who belong to the Four Gods are together. Adults from each wave could not be together.

It was an unavoidable problem because it was obvious that if someone from the Shaolin side tried to join, there would be an uproar on the other side.

‘Still, I’m glad they didn’t try to force me to do a massage after that day.’

Mujin’s heart had been pounding for the past two days and he felt like he was going to die.

If he went to the Cheongryongdan’s training hall, Namgung Jincheon would always glare at him as if he was going to kill him, so he had to worry that he might end up killing that guy.

I didn’t like the eyes that kept staring at me, but if I wanted to kill a guy that size, I had to kill him secretly and destroy evidence, I couldn’t kill him openly.

‘Oh my. I’m also a Murim guy. ‘You’re thinking of killing me just because you feel bad.’

Mujin was surprised by his own way of thinking and shook his head.

He hasn’t done anything particularly bad, but you can’t kill him just because of his bad looks.

Mujin decided to change his mind to squeeze in a few cars.

And when Mujin arrived at the Murim Alliance, he approached the poster near the entrance to the Murim Alliance.

It was a detailed schedule for each group that was confirmed through interviews over the past three days.

“crazy?”

After checking the poster, an expletive came out of Mujin’s mouth without realizing it.

Damn it, Namgung Jincheon was tied up with him.

“Hmm~”

And Namgung Jincheon, who came to the poster without a doubt, checked the poster, snorted as if he was satisfied, stared at Mujin once again, and turned around.

Her enthusiasm was so intense that anyone would see her as if she had a crush on Mujin.

Mujin, who had goosebumps on his muscles, thought as he ran his hands down his forearms.

‘shit. Why was the group formation done this way?’

According to common sense, since he was the vice-captain, it was normal for him to take on the position of leader even if he was not good at it. It is not necessary to join as a member of the group you belong to.

However, when I asked Dokgopae this again, I couldn’t help but feel suspicious that he was asking such a question while being brainwashed.

Around this time, Mujin was sorting out his complicated brain.

Later exponents continued to gather in the Murim Alliance.

Since it would have been suspicious to just stop in front of the poster like this, Mujin headed to the training hall first.

It was not a training ground where the Blue Dragons gathered to train. It was the place where the later exponents of the Reaper Corps first gathered.

Today was the day the envoys left for Cheonghae as scheduled, so a departure ceremony was scheduled to be held at the grand banquet hall.

Indeed, there were four signs erected around the platform.

As Mujin approached the place where the sign saying [Cheongryong] was written, Dokgopae welcomed him.

“Welcome. Vice leader. “If you saw the organization at the entrance, you would know. All you have to do is take a seat according to that organization.”

“All right.”

Dokgopae, the leader of the group, was located right next to the sign that said [Blue Dragon], and right behind it was Mujin. And Namgung Jincheon came and took a seat next to Mujin.

It was a breathtakingly uncomfortable seating arrangement.

The guy who ordered Namgung Jincheon to be killed is in front of him, and the guy he needs to kill is on his right.

Regardless of Mujin’s intentions, as time passed and all the later indexes found their seats, Wijihak soon rose to the stage.

“In this way, I would like to first express my gratitude to the young heroes of the martial arts community who took the lead in the crisis of the martial arts community!”

As soon as he got up to the podium, Wi Ji-hak greeted his juniors, who were much younger than him, with an open hand and continued with a short but powerful speech.

And when Wei Ji-hak, who had finished his speech, stepped aside from the podium, the commander-in-chief, Zhuge Wu-hwan, ascended to the podium.

“For this expedition, Zhuge Wuhuan, the commander-in-chief, will be with us as the commander-in-chief.”

“Nice to meet you. “My name is Zhuge Wuhuan, who will be the commander-in-chief of this expedition.”

Instead of continuing his morale-boosting speech like Wei Ji-hak, Zhuge Mu-hwan briefly explained the schedule and then left the podium.

“Then, I hope that your expedition will be filled with endless glory!”

After Wijihak’s last words, the leaders of the four groups shouted at the same time.

“The Reapers! “Send troops!!”

In response to their cries, more than three hundred later leaders of the political faction embarked on an expedition to Cheonghae.

* * *

As the members of the Reaper Corps were all skilled in martial arts, the speed of their advance was considerable.

The envoys who left the outer county of Shaanxi Province, where the Murim League was located, arrived at Nanju, the capital of Gansu Province, after traveling for half a day.

On the second day, we arrived at Seonyeong, the capital of Cheonghae, and on the third day. They were able to reach Donan (都蘭), which is about halfway between Seonyeong and Sadalmok Basin.

And in Donan, they were able to meet with the Taoists of the Kunlun Sect who were in charge of the preliminary investigation.

A military meeting of sorts was held to report on the status of the investigation, and Mujin, the vice leader of the Blue Dragon, also attended the meeting.

Among those in charge of the investigation, Jinin Heo of the Kunlun faction, the representative, stepped forward and briefly explained the circumstances so far.

“As a result of investigating the Sadalmok Basin over the past few days. Judging from the remaining traces, at least a hundred warriors must have stayed in Sadalmok Basin for several days. However, we have not been able to track where they moved.”

“Hmm? “There are traces of the lives of over 100 people, but are you saying that there are no traces of them moving to other places?”

Heo Do Jin-in’s explanation was answered by Zhuge Mu-hwan, who asked in a puzzled tone.

“That’s right.”

“This is truly a strange thing.”

“We in Kunlun think it may be a deception by the Demonic Cult. Even though they have the ability to erase their traces, they still left behind traces of their time and battles.”

“Are you saying they intentionally tried to let us know that they had been there?”

“If they are arrogant demons, won’t they get away with that?”

Heodo Jinin’s eyes, filled with hatred for the Demonic Cult, were filled with anger.

However, unlike Heo and Jin-in, Zhuge Mu-hwan, who could be said to be in charge of this operation, just waved his fan with an expression that could not be understood.

“Well, it may or may not be for that purpose.”

“… … “Is there any other reason that came to mind, Commander-in-Chief?”

Zhuge Mu-hwan answered Heo Do Jin-in’s question.

“First of all, it may be because of the reason Heodo Jinin inferred. And secondly, it could be a strategy aimed at a kind of gender equality. “It may be that the traces were intentionally revealed to draw our attention to Sadalmok Basin.”

“What are you saying that the Demonic Cult has something to gain by drawing attention to Sadalmok Basin?”

“When a problem arose in the Sadalmok Basin. Where will the most people move?”

“… … no way?”

Heodo Jinin’s face turned white for an instant. He realized that the place Zhuge Wuhuan was talking about was the Kunlun Sect, a Buddhist monk.

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