Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 27

◈ Mountain entry screening (2)

Hye-geol had an intense glow in her eyes as if she would not miss a single move of Mu-hyul.

He was blatantly showing that he could never give up that child to other executioners.

In that way, Muhyul, who had been singled out by Hye-geol without even realizing it, continued to spar with Lee Dae-dae’s disciple for nearly 40 years.

Around the time when Dalian was in full swing.

“stop!”

Hyejeong, who was watching the situation, belatedly stopped the sparring.

The entrance examination was to check the children’s level, not to decide whether they would win or lose in sparring.

No, of course the winner and loser were decided from the beginning. Because in a battle between an introductory disciple and a great disciple, it was impossible for the great disciple to lose.

The reason why Hye-jeong stopped sparring was because the atmosphere of the sparring got heated and Lee Dae-dae’s disciple, who was watching her, was worried that he might harm Mu-hyul by mistake.

Due to Hye-jeong’s sudden interruption, there was silence in the gym for a moment, but soon those who understood Hye-jeong’s intention applauded Muhyul for showing excellent box fighting.

Clap clap!

“Hehehe. thank you!”

In response to the unexpected applause, Muhyul bowed to the adults with a bright expression, along with the class president, and returned to his seat.

And when the Lee Dae disciple who had sparred with Muhyul seemed to have regained his composure, Hyejeong resumed the entrance examination.

* * *

About an hour passed after the entry screening began.

In the meantime, more than 20 children completed the screening, and so far, all children have passed the screening.

Although only about half of the screening has been completed, it has already reached a level comparable to the previous highest number of successful applicants.

Naturally, embarrassment could not be seen on Ambassador Hyeoncheon’s face as he watched the mountain entry screening.

“How on earth did you raise the children’s level to this level? “By any chance, did you give out summoning altars to the initiated disciples without my knowledge?”

“Hehehe. “How dare I do something like that?”

Hyeonseong responded to Hyeoncheon’s joke with a smile.

“And it is still too early to be alarmed. Monk Bangjang.”

“Too much to be surprised?”

Hyeon-cheon asked back with his eyes shining at Hyeon-seong’s strange words, but instead of answering the death penalty’s question, Hyeon-seong just looked at the center of the training hall.

As if you wanted to see it with your own eyes.

And what was reflected in the eyes of Master Hyeoncheon, who turned his gaze to follow Hyeonseong, was the appearance of a child boasting a size that made one think he was an initiated disciple.

* * *

It was when the excitement of mountain entry screening was heating up.

“hey. “Kokeshi doll.”

Mujin said, poking Mugung’s side with his elbow.

“Oh, why again?”

When Mugung, who was getting stiff because of her upcoming turn, asked with a sullen expression, Mujin spoke in a casual tone.

“Don’t stand still, just follow what I do.”

With that said, Mujin showed several muscle lengthening exercises that relax the shoulder and neck muscles.

“I have to leave soon, so what difference will it make if I do it now?”

“If it’s loud, just do it. men and horses. “Have you ever heard anything wrong from me?”

At Mujin’s words, Mugung made a sullen expression but eventually began to imitate Mujin’s movements.

And for some reason, as I imitated Mujin’s movements and relaxed the muscles in my neck and shoulders, the tension gradually eased.

The muscles that had been condensed with tension were relaxed, and conversely, the tension was also relieved a little.

‘If this guy, who is already so stiff, stiffens from tension, he’s really no different from a wooden doll.’

Looking at Mugung, who was now starting to relax on her own, Mujin sighed and burst into laughter.

At the time Mugung was trying to relax his tense muscles.

“Initiate Mugung, please step forward!”

Finally, Mugung’s name was called out of Hyejeong’s mouth.

“So, that child is really an initiated disciple?”

“… … “Didn’t you lie about your age?”

Looking at Mugung’s appearance in the center of the training hall, all of the Shaolin disciples who were participating in the judging muttered with surprised expressions.

Mugung is one year older than Mujin and is now fifteen years old. He had always been significantly larger than his peers, and as he went through secondary s*xual characteristics, his size grew even larger.

At just fifteen years old, he was already six and two inches tall (186 cm). In addition to his unique massive muscles, he boasted a size that was far superior to that of the Ewha student who was standing against him.

But he was a lot bigger, so anyway, fifteen is fifteen. Mugung’s heart was pounding as he looked at the gaze of the two hundred monks.

‘Whew. You need to calm down. You need to calm down.’

I have endured the grueling training for two years just for this day.

It was impossible for my body to become stiff and make a mistake at this important moment.

“Whew. I’m ready. Hyejeong Sasukjo.”

Mugung once again relaxed the muscles in his neck and shoulders with a simple muscle lengthening procedure and then opened his mouth.

Is it because of its size? The sight of him flexing his neck muscles somehow resembled that of a local municipal streetcar.

“Begin!”

And as soon as Hye-jeong’s cry fell, Mugung boldly rushed towards Lee Dae-jeong.

Mugung was a child who was naturally proud of his size and strength. Although she did have the problem that her body was quite stiff instead.

Anyway, over the past year and a half, Mujin has been training Mugung’s body and trying to maximize his strengths.

We corrected the stiffness so that it did not interfere with movement, but instead of focusing too much on flexibility, we created a schedule focusing on strength after securing the minimum flexibility.

In addition, Mugung, despite his appearance, is quite concerned about what others think. And he was a hard worker who never stopped trying to impress others.

And at this moment.

The results of his efforts over the past year and a half were unfolding in his fists.

pop!!!

“!?”

An indescribably violent sound erupted from the initiated disciple’s fist.

Disciple Lee Dae-dae, who had slightly turned his head to avoid the fist, made a puzzled expression at the sound that erupted next to his ear.

‘Hey, this is an introductory disciple?’

Disciple Lee thought for a moment.

I wonder if it is the right decision to save effort against this guy.

Even if the initiated disciples are from a martial arts family, they are young children who have trained martial arts for at most five years.

On the other hand, these great disciples are those who have been practicing for at least fifteen years and as long as twenty years. Of course, there was a big difference in the strength they had.

Therefore, all of the Ewha students who have been in charge of the evaluation so far have done so without using more than five years of effort.

Even if they used the same internal skills, there was a big difference in the number of years they had learned the martial arts, so there was no particular problem as there was a huge gap in the use of martial arts and internal skills.

But will it be possible to use only the same air power against that ignorant size and enormous strength?

‘For a proper review, I think I need to improve my skills a little.’

In the end, after making the judgment, the student of Lee Dae raised his skills compared to when dealing with other children.

And in the air, Mugung’s outstretched fist and Lee Dae-disciple’s fist collided.

bang!!

indeed. According to the judgment of this great disciple, despite ten years of effort, the two fists were equal in number.

If the power and speed are at a similar level, then use martial arts.

Naturally, Great Disciple Lee thought that he would be far ahead of his opponent, but Mugung was not such an easy opponent.

“bout!”

Mugung’s fist flew in with a refreshing blast, but the sound was weaker than before.

Instead of reducing his strength a little, Mugung mixed in the motions between thrusting his fists.

As I learned from Mujin, shoulder and arm movements. Or they started mixing fake movements with their strides.

As you mix the herbs, the power of each punch and kick decreases.

pop!

Well, it’s just a reduction from the standard of the infinite. That superpower wasn’t going anywhere.

Moreover, since Mugung came from a military family and was a hard worker, he also learned four basic martial arts.

His attacks, which skillfully used a mixture of herbs and herbs, were simple, powerful, and diverse.

“Huh. “It’s a miracle!”

“He is the perfect child for our Shaolin. Amitabha Buddha.”

It was natural that those who watched the martial arts sparring burst out in exclamation.

In particular, Shaolin’s martial arts were mainly strong and heavy, even though they were Buddhist.

From that perspective. Mugung was an excellent disciple candidate that most Shaolin disciples would aim for.

“It’s not bad.”

A middle-aged monk, boasting a massive body like that of a statue of the Four Heavenly Kings, opened his mouth in a grave tone.

A technique that can be said to be the essence of Shaolin martial arts. Jeongjeong-dong (停中movement).

As the saying goes, martial arts has been developing for over a thousand years.

Numerous tricks emerged in the process. Kwae (快), Sok (速), Hwan (幻), Byeon (變), Yu (柔), etc. appeared, but Shaolin has valued the principle of Jung (重) above all else for a long period of a thousand years.

Among those martial arts, these are the ones that pride themselves on being the heaviest.

Hyedam, the inheritor of the Geumgang Fudongshinbeop (金剛不動身法) and Tathagata Shinjang (如來神掌), was observing the movements of Mugung with a dull expression.

However, due to the influence of martial arts skills that he was accustomed to in his personality, his emotional expressions were not revealed on the outside.

“Master. “Do you like that kid?”

Beop-hwi, Hye-dam’s immediate disciple and second-generation disciple, was able to sense that his teacher liked that child.

“If that’s the case, there is a possibility that we can succeed the sect of Shaolin.”

It was an expression full of pride in the martial arts he had mastered.

And Hyedam had the skills to be proud of.

The Baekpal Arhat, a symbol of Shaolin military power, protects Janggyeonggak and Shaolin Temple. The Hundred and Eight Arhats are composed of six groups, each consisting of eighteen Arhats, and are combined to form the One Hundred and Eight Arhats.

And Hyedam was the leader of the first group among the six groups. It was said that he was one of the representative figures symbolizing the power of the current Shaolin.

Hyedam, called Geumgangshinjang (金剛神將, 金剛神掌), who has two meanings in martial arts, thought while watching Mugung’s sparring.

‘You tried to minimize unnecessary movements.’

It meant that he understood how great Jeong Jeong-dong’s teachings were.

And unfortunately, the passionate gazes of Hyedam and the audience made Mugung feel very excited.

‘Hehehe. ‘Everyone is watching me.’

In that case, you need to make a stronger impression.

Mugung, whose thoughts had gone so far, took a stance to use the most extravagant herbivore he knew instead of the simple movements he had repeated so far.

“Hey, that two-headed body.”

Mujin recognized that posture and covered his face. It’s as if the results are so obvious that I don’t even want to see them.

And just as he expected, an intense ‘thud!!’ sound of skin hitting skin echoed throughout the training ground.

“Gagging.”

Mugung, who had been hit in the stomach by Lee Dae-dae’s disciple, was rolling around in the training hall, clutching his abdomen.

“Hmm. Maybe it’s because the child is still young, but he still seems to have a bit of an outward appearance. “Master.”

As Beop-hwi spoke in an awkward tone, looking at Mugung lying on the floor, the character Naecheon (川) was drawn on Hye-dam’s forehead.

“You are a child who needs education.”

Although the last appearance was quite scary, it meant that he had decided to take Mugung as his fourth hand.

* * *

Meanwhile.

The excitement of the mountain entrance examination was heating up the quiet Shaolin Temple.

The great disciple of Shaolin, who was watching Mugung’s sparring, frowned at the scent that was wafting from somewhere and did not suit Shaolin.

‘Alcohol scent?’

The smell of alcohol. It was a scent that was completely out of place in the pious Shaolin Temple.

But why?

Because of the smell that did not suit Shaolin, Great Disciple Lee was able to easily guess the owner of the smell.

“… … “I’d like to meet you, Hyegwan (慧觀).”

When this great disciple gave class rank to a middle-aged monk who smelled of alcohol, the man called Hyegwan only waved his hand in an appropriate manner.

As if the trivial greeting was annoying.

“Hmm.”

For a moment, he looked towards the center of the training hall without even looking at the student of Lee University who had bowed to him.

“He’s like a nerd who would like Hyedam’s execution.”

Hye-gwan looked at Mugung lying on the floor of the training hall and burst into laughter.

“The grounds were noisy, so I was hoping that the head of the temple, Sabaek, would finally go crazy and hold a drinking party. It seems that today was the entrance examination day.”

Saying that, Hyegwan began observing the mountain entry screening with a playful expression.

I was hoping that something interesting would come out.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,