Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 28

◈ Mountain entry screening (3)

After a while.

Mugung, who had barely caught his breath, stood up with a bright red face and retreated from the center of the training hall.

“You’re saying you don’t fit in with that kind of flashy type?”

Mujin’s beatings continued towards Mugung.

It is a weapon that is large and not very flexible. It was said that as the movement grows, the gaps inevitably increase exponentially.

So, I have always told Mugung to use simple attacks and simple moves to maximize his strength, his divine power.

“I am sorry. Sheesh.”

When Mugung, who was humiliated in front of the Shaolin adults, laughed with his face turning red, Mujin ended up bursting into laughter.

‘okay. ‘I’m still at the age where I’m suffering from illness in my second year of middle school, but there’s nothing I can do about it.’

What do you want from your kids? All I had to do was pass.

First of all, it seemed that Mugung had passed the entry examination safely, so Mujin’s interests naturally shifted to other areas.

It was directed at the guy who was digging a tunnel alone in a corner of the place where the initiated disciples were waiting for their turn.

Mu-jin put his arm around Mu-gyeong’s shoulder, who looked nervous, and said,

“Are you ready?”

“Ah, ah, ah, no.”

In response to Mujin’s question, Mukyung trembled so violently that it seemed like she had an electric motor attached to her mouth.

Not only the mouth, but also Mu-kyung’s shoulder, where Mu-jin had his arm around, was shaking violently.

“Can I, my, my, can I do well?”

In response to Mu-kyung’s trembling question, Mu-jin shook his head.

“You don’t have to be good.”

“Yes?”

“There is no need to try to do well.”

With that being said, Mujin taught Mugung some muscle lengthening techniques that can relieve tension, just like he did to Mugung.

And he added one of the most important pieces of advice to Mu-kyung, who was warming up after him.

“Mukyung. “Just remember this one thing.”

This is what Mu-kyung needs to be most careful about during this review. That wasn’t ‘not being nervous’.

“Never get excited. got it?”

As a result of watching over the past year and nine months, Mu-kyung was a guy who had bigger accidents when he was excited than when he was nervous.

* * *

The mountain entry screening is slowly approaching its final stages.

“Initiate Mu-gyeong, please come forward!”

Finally, Mu-gyeong’s name was called.

“Don’t get excited!”

Leaving behind Mujin’s words of encouragement or warning, Mukyung headed toward the center of the training ground with trembling steps.

Mujin looked at Mukyung with a worried expression.

I wasn’t worried that Mu-kyung would be eliminated from the judging.

‘Mukyung didn’t become a future blood monk for nothing.’

Mu-gyeong was literally a genius.

It was only after coming to Shaolin Temple that Mu-gyeong began to practice martial arts for the first time. Moreover, his physical talent was rather lacking compared to martial arts or mugung.

But he had a talent that surpassed all of that.

He has the intelligence to understand the structure of martial arts at once and the talent to use internal skills to put what he understands into practice without difficulty.

In the world of martial arts that values ​​martial arts and internal skills, the talent of martial arts is what the word ‘genius’ is most suitable for.

Nevertheless, the reason why Mu-jin was worried about Mu-gyeong was because that guy was the future blood monk.

* * *

Meanwhile.

A student from Lee University went to the training hall to judge Mu-gyeong. Beophan (法煥) looked at the initiated disciple standing in front of him with his strange expression.

Other children usually took the lead for judging purposes. This is because, in order to show off her skills, attack is more advantageous than defense.

However, the child in front of him did not go on the offensive even though the sparring had begun. He even looked nervous.

‘Perhaps, there may be a child who fails this screening for the first time.’

Although it was unfortunate that he had to make a failed candidate with his own hands, the evaluation must be fair.

Since the opponent did not attack first, Beophwan had no choice but to launch a preemptive attack.

Swish!

And the child, who clearly looked nervous, easily avoided Beophwan’s attack by following the flow of the basic martial art, Gungonbo.

‘Hoo.’

Beophan, who immediately realized that Geongonbo’s achievements were very outstanding, swung his right foot towards the gap hidden in Geongonbao.

pop!

However, as if he had anticipated this, Mu-gyeong used Na Han-jang’s defensive herbivore, Samsik, to block Beophwan’s attack.

‘I can’t believe you can use the rhododendron so comfortably while stepping on the gungbo. It looks like both of them have learned their polarity.’

Beophwan, who noticed that the child’s level was higher than expected, brightened his eyes and continued his offensive even more actively.

From the time the sparring crossed the border, his face gradually became filled with astonishment.

He struck out a punch aimed at an opening with the six-yang hand, and when Beop-hwan used the five seconds of the Gwaneum-sippal-rei (觀音十八腿) in succession, he switched his walking method from the geon-gun step to dodge it with the non-moving step. paid it

From then on, whenever Beophwan attacked while looking for an opportunity, he used a different martial art to show the most optimal defense or evasion.

And perhaps as the tension slowly eased after dodging Beophwan’s attacks a dozen times, Mu-gyeong finally attacked as well.

It started with the Diamond Kwon.

As Mu-gyeong unfolded the first and second seconds of the Diamond Fist in succession, Beophwan tried to take advantage of the gap created when the three seconds continued. However, surprisingly, the second meal that followed was not three seconds.

No, it wasn’t a diamond fist in the first place.

Mu-gyeong’s legs, which were in the midst of stepping on an immovable foot, flew up according to the technique of Guanyin’s 18 steps.

The moment Beophwan avoided the kick by leaning back, he took a step forward and swung his arm with Yuk Yang-su’s three seconds.

Beophwan tried to strike the arm away.

“!!”

It was a mistake. Mu-gyeong reversed the form of his hand, which had been swinging as if to scratch his opponent, and struck Beop-hwan’s palm away using the Gwaneum technique, then swatted his finger away.

Using the technique of stone chopping, it was aimed precisely at Beophwan’s energy and blood points.

puck!

Sweat was already running down Beophan’s forehead as he barely swung his arm to swat the finger away.

And the others who were watching the sparring were equally as surprised.

“Well, how many martial arts have you learned?”

“her. “I can’t believe there’s such an outstanding child out there.”

So far, the total number of martial arts used by Mu-gyeong for evasion, defense, and attack seemed to be ten.

However, just because you learned a lot of martial arts did not necessarily mean you were strong. If all the martial arts you have learned are played separately, learning a lot will only be a hindrance.

But Mu-gyeong was not like that.

All the martial arts and herbal techniques used so far were naturally connected even though they were obviously different martial arts. It’s as if it were a martial art.

“He must be the most outstanding of the new disciples.”

“Amitabha Buddha.”

This was truly surprising.

Originally, martial arts had to flow through a certain blood level according to each herbivorous type. Naturally, if you tried to use multiple herbivores in succession or at the same time, the flow of the bet was bound to be disrupted.

Chosik belongs to the same martial arts class. Or, if you exclude the martial arts that were created to form a pair in the first place.

However, there were more things that Mu-gyeong used that did not form a pair than things that matched. However, the fact that it can continue so naturally means that the child named Mu-gyeong has an excellent level of understanding.

And for a mere beginner to use more than ten martial arts skills so freely, it was a violation of common sense.

This was partly because Mu-gyeong’s understanding of martial arts was different, but the stake in Mu-jin’s training methods was also significant.

Originally, Mu-gyeong’s body was lacking compared to his martial arts talent. So, if things had gone as planned, he would have overcome his lack of physical ability with a much more complex betting strategy.

However, Mu-gyeong, who had systematically developed his body over the past year and a half, was able to connect with herbivores much more easily.

The number of basic martial arts that such a martial artist is currently learning.

“It’s not how many things you’ve learned, it’s how much you haven’t learned.”

It was ‘everything’.

The basic martial arts of Shaolin that are allowed for beginning disciples. Mu-gyeong learned all of the martial arts that only two or three are taught according to each person’s body type or constitution. And he was able to use all of those martial arts skills in conjunction with his own taste.

But why?

There was concern on Mujin’s face as he watched Mu-gyeong’s great sparring.

That’s right, the guy who was only avoiding and defending out of tension in the beginning started going on the offensive in earnest at some point.

Mu-gyeong’s movements continue like a painting. Even though different martial arts were mixed together, there was nothing jarring in the movements.

As the sparring continued, a smile grew on Mu-gyeong’s timid lips.

A somewhat crooked smile.

As if he was dying of enjoyment from this breathtaking sparring, Mu-gyeong unfolded the martial arts he had learned.

Beophwan, whose hands were becoming more complex the more he dealt with Mu-gyeong, had no choice but to fall into trouble.

‘Really, you can’t deal with this kid with just basic martial arts?’

No matter how limited their internal skills were, the length of time they had been training their martial arts was at least 15 years apart. Yet, I can’t believe I’m falling behind in my understanding of basic martial arts.

Beophwan was momentarily worried, and a slight gap appeared in his movements, and the moment Mu-gyeong caught the gap.

Il-kwon, with his deadly spirit, flew towards Beop-hwan’s vital point.

‘Survival!!’

And Beop-hwan also reacted to that life and instinctively placed a bet without me even knowing.

A martial arts skill that will never be used during the entrance exam.

He performed the most powerful martial arts technique he had mastered, the Bodhidharma Eight Eight Hands, one of the seventy-two types of martial arts.

No matter how outstanding the martial arts talent is, it is impossible for even a beginner disciple to block the Seventy-Two kinds of martial arts.

“no!!”

As the worst possible situation unfolded, Mujin shouted and tried to run towards the training ground.

Before that, a shadow appeared in the training hall.

bang!!

The man who appeared in the training hall blocked Mu-gyeong’s fist with his right leg and at the same time blocked Beophwan’s hand blade with his left leg.

No matter how unfinished the Eighteen Dharmas were taught by Lee Dae-dae’s disciple, the man who blocked the attack had a relaxed attitude, as if he had just had a drink.

Jump, jump, jump.

Even that wasn’t enough, the sight of him blocking attacks from the left and right with his right and left arms, while taking a swig from the bottle of liquor in his right hand, seemed somewhat bizarre.

at that time. Hyedam frowned and shouted in her stern tone towards the man who was drinking her drink.

“Hye-gwan. How dare you drink alcohol in the grounds of Shaolin? “I see you really want to go into the chasmhoe-dong.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha. Hyedam’s death penalty joke is going too far. “How dare I drink alcohol within the grounds of Shaolin?”

The man smiled mischievously and threw the wooden liquor bottle he was drinking at Hyedam.

And surprisingly, not even the slightest scent could be felt from the bottle of alcohol that Hyedam grabbed.

In that short period of time, the spirit was blown away using the Geukyangjigi, which is unique to Shaolin martial arts.

Hyedam clearly knew that he had simply unleashed a huge group of people who were blowing away the alcohol without any effect on the wooden bottles and water.

“Whoa… … . It’s not that I don’t know your hard work, but you shouldn’t cross the line. “Hye-gwan.”

But despite this, Hyedam did not interrogate him further. No, no one here tried to interrogate Hyegwan.

This was not only because of the personality of Hye-gwan, but also because of the heavy karma he was carrying.

Shaolin was Buddhist. And Buddhist teachings placed great significance on compassion, enlightenment, and non-saltation.

However, sometimes in this world, there were terrible evildoers that were impossible to guide.

And in Shaolin, some people would often be sent out of Shaolin to punish such evil enemies.

The only ones in Shaolin who have escaped the law of non-killing. Those who have given up Buddhism and are willing to walk through Sura for the sake of living beings.

The leader of these people, known in the world as the Death Demons, was Hyegwan.

And because they understood the weight of the karma that the Destroyers were carrying, everyone was ignoring Hye-gwan’s misdeeds.

As someone who has learned Buddhism, I knew how difficult it is to continue one’s life.

This was because he believed that all such frivolous behavior and drinking were efforts to overcome the enormous guilt.

Hyegwan, who is called Chuibul (醉佛) or Hangmabultoe (降魔不退) in the martial arts community, accepted Hyedam’s warning with a playful smile.

“Hehehe. Several monks, monks, and priests were observing the mountain entry screening. “I’m sorry for suddenly interfering, but I did so because I felt like I should take care of this child.”

And at once, he declared that he would make Mu-gyeong his son-in-law.

This is Mu-gyeong, who showed off his incredible talent in Dalian a little while ago. Of course, others couldn’t help but become greedy, but no one complained about Hye-gwan’s words.

This was because those with a low level of status did not have the confidence to endure Hye-gwan’s temper, and those with a high level of status knew why Hye-gwan came forward.

They also understood the madness and murderousness shown by Mu-gyeong at the end of the sparring.

‘Amitabha Buddha.’

Master Hyeon-cheon, the head of Shaolin, was looking at Hye-gwan and Mu-gyeong with a somewhat sad expression.

‘Maybe it’s a good thing.’

Buddha valued mercy and forgiveness. Rather than kicking the child out of Shaolin because of his madness, it might be more helpful for him to practice under Hye-gwan, who fights against demons. This was Hyeon-cheon.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,