Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 327

◈ Who is the Fool (2)

The Jeongmu Alliance was created by uncovering the dark side of Sincheon and, in the process, sealing off the old-school factions such as Hwasanpa and Jeomchang, and even taking down the leader of the martial arts world, Wi Jihak.

When the civil war between the political factions was in full swing, this man was just watching from the back room, but now he’s aiming for the position of leader.

The moment Mujin couldn’t stand Hwangbo-ak’s absurd actions and was about to open his mouth.

Zhuge Wuhuan’s message was relayed to Wujin.

– First, just watch.

Mujin frowns at the unexpected sound.

“Hahahaha! I’m so happy that Pengga and Kunlun have the same intentions as us.”

Is it that he doesn’t even care about Mujin’s expression, or is he just really clueless?

Hwang Bo-ak was still leading the meeting with a loud voice.

I hope that Hwang Bo-ak will listen to the things he shouts out as he pleases.

“Ahem. You must have had a hard time traveling such a long distance. I will now show you to a place to rest.”

When it seemed like Hwang Bo-ak’s nonsense would never end, Hyun-cheon stepped in to mediate.

“I want to hear a definitive answer, my lord. By changing the subject like this, are you perhaps trying to ignore our opinions?”

Now, Hyeoncheon responded to Hwangbo-ak, who was acting as if Peng Ga and Kun Lun were in league with him, with his characteristically gentle smile.

“I’ve already answered that question, so I don’t think there’s any need to discuss it again.”

“Hahaha! The leader is a more generous man than he looks!”

Hyuncheon agreed to the idea of ​​electing a new leader. Here, Hwangbo-ak burst into hearty laughter again and got up.

“It is fate that we are here together, so how about enjoying dinner together?”

“It’s just the beginning, so I think it’ll be hard because there’s a lot to take care of.”

When Hyuncheon and Jegalmuhwan expressed their intention to refuse, Huang Boyue looked at Kunlun’s Heo Yun and Peng Junying of Pengga as if he had not even expected it.

Heo Yun showed signs of being tired and declined Hwang Bo-ak’s invitation, leaving on his own, while Peng Gun-yeong left the palace with Hwang Bo-ak, smiling.

After Heo Yun, Hwang Bo-ak, and Peng Gun-yeong all left, Mu-jin asked Jegal Mu-hwan with a very crumpled expression on his face.

“Now, would you please tell me why, General?”

But Zhuge Wuhwan asked a ridiculous question in return.

“Have you ever met Hwangbo Gaju?”

“… … No, but why are you asking that?”

“I’ve met Hwang Bo-ak a few times while working as a soldier in the Murim Alliance, but he’s not a very smart person.”

“… … Just looking at the obvious tricks he was using, he didn’t seem that smart.”

“What I mean is, I wasn’t smart enough to come up with something like that.”

How stupid does that mean?

‘Well, Hwangbo Se-ga was originally famous for his innate divine powers, but he was also famous for being stupid.’

But even so, if he was the head of a Sega family, he might not be that stupid.

Above all, to learn martial arts to that level, you had to have at least a minimal amount of brains.

In particular, judging from the momentum he had felt a little while ago, Hwang Bo-ak had reached a level that could be called a ‘master’ even from Mu-jin’s perspective.

“Hmm. Since you’ve been the head of the household, maybe you’ve gotten a little smarter?”

“That’s not impossible, but another possibility comes to mind first.”

“What are the possibilities?”

“This is one of the pieces of information that Kwonje found out a while ago. The information that the three great lords of Shincheon are located in Shandong Province.”

“Does this mean that Hwang Bo-ak might be being used by Shincheon?”

Zhuge Wuhuan nodded.

“In the past, when the Tang family, Ami, and Cheongseong were in conflict in Sacheon, it was revealed that the head of a place called Unhyangwon was the head of Sincheon. And I heard that the Gwangdongjin family, which was a member of the Sapae Chilju, also had a connection with the Nachal Witch, and that they caught a man named Hwang Gon, who was the head of the Nanman clan. If that’s the case, then it’s possible that they reached out to the Hwangbo family.”

Although it was a story brimming with possibility, Mujin became even more puzzled.

“If that’s the case, shouldn’t we chase them out even more since they are the ones who fell for Shincheon’s trick?”

“Hahaha. The enemies are trying to take advantage of us by putting up a fool. How can we just sit back and watch? We have to take advantage of them too.”

As he spoke, Zhuge Wuhwan smiled viciously. Anyone who saw him looked like a worn-out gambler.

But at least Mujin agreed with what Zhuge Wuhuan said, so he also smiled viciously and asked.

“If so, do you have any plans in mind?”

“First of all, we have already sent someone to Shandong.”

“Are you a trustworthy person?”

“Hahaha. Military officer Baek Ga-ryeong volunteered to take charge. Since she didn’t join the Alliance, very few people even know that she is a member of the Alliance.”

Mujin nodded, saying, “Indeed.”

Mujin was curious as to why Baek Ga-ryeong did not join Ryu Seol-hwa even though she had joined the Maeng.

“She also already judged that if the great lord of Shandong moved, there was a high possibility that she would come into contact with the Hwangbo family, so it is highly likely that she obtained some information. However, since it is far from Shandong to here, there is no information passed on from her yet.”

“If we see that Hwangbo Gaju came in person and caused a ruckus, then there must have been some recent contact with Hwangbo Sega from Daeju or Sincheon.”

“Yes. If it was something Hwang Bo-ak came up with on his own, then there wouldn’t be anything special, but if someone had contacted him and incited him, then Baek Ga-ryeong would not have missed it.”

“So, did you accept all those things just to keep Hwang Bo-ak in check and wait for news from Lady Baek Ga-ryeong?”

“Hahaha. How could I just wait for information when there’s a fool right in front of me?”

“As expected. It looks like you have something in mind?”

“Hahaha. I plan on contacting Hwang Bo-ak myself soon. I’m thinking of trying to flatter him a bit and make him my leader.”

“!!!”

While Mujin was looking surprised at the unexpected method, Jegal Mu-hwan spoke very confidently.

“Anyway, I went from being the commander-in-chief of the Murim Alliance to the commander-in-chief of the Jeongmu Alliance, so to outsiders I’m no different from a symbol of a traitor. Hwang Bo-ak probably won’t suspect me of flattery.”

It could be said to be a very excellent self-objectification.

To be honest, Mujin was doubting in his heart, thinking, ‘After saying that, is he really going to switch sides with Hwangbo?’

But instead of asking about his doubts, Mujin asked about something else.

“What would you do if Hwang Bo-ak refused to entertain the General?”

“Hahaha. That’s very likely. If you put forward a fool like Hwang Bo-ak and don’t have someone to help him, it means that the opponent is really stupid. The copycat who’s attached to Hwang Bo-ak will definitely order me to be driven out.”

“Oh my. Are you trying to flatter me by aiming for that?”

“Yes. I plan to find the copycat who is attached to Hwang Bo-ak, compare the contents of the letter sent by the Baek Ga-ryeong military, and find and deal with the great lord of Sincheon or his subordinates.”

Zhuge Wuhuan spoke with a very relaxed expression.

As if it were no big deal to tease such a fool with his tongue.

Mujin, who was looking at Jegal Mu-hwan like that, asked as if a good idea had occurred to him.

“Well, can I vent my anger a little while you track down the swindlers?”

“You’re venting your anger… … What are you planning?”

“I can’t kick out Hwangbo-ak, so I’m thinking of provoking him a little. After all, I’m from the same Shaolin clan as the leader, so from his perspective, he’ll probably see me and the leader as collaborators. The more I show my territoriality, the more Hwangbo-ak will be happy to flatter the general.”

“Hahaha. Not a bad idea.”

The two looked at each other with mean expressions and exchanged plans to rip off the fool named Hwang Bo-ak.

And the leader of the group, who was stuck between the two and was just listening to their conversation with a blank expression, thought of something like that to Master Hyeoncheon.

‘Amitabha Buddha… … . I can’t tell if this is Jeongmu Maeng or Bokmajeon.’

* * *

The next morning, the time for Shinsungdae’s external training came without fail.

However, the number of people participating in the training has increased significantly compared to yesterday.

This was because Kunlun, Pengga, and Huangbo Sega joined.

In the case of Kunlun, not many people came to the Jeongmu Alliance, but the Peng family came in numbers no less than other Sega and Sects.

‘They’ve decided to completely swallow up the Jeongmu Alliance.’

As many as two hundred Hwangbo Se-ga joined the Jeongmu Alliance.

Of course, not all of the two hundred joined the Shinsungdae of Mujin.

As its name suggests, the Shinsungdae (新星隊) was a unit comprised of young warriors.

However, as many people joined from Hwangbo Se-ga, there were over 50 young warriors in total.

Mujin, who had gathered together the young warriors of the Hwangbo family, immediately announced the start of training.

“Today, we will train the muscles of the arms and shoulders, including the biceps and triceps.”

Mujin began demonstrating bodyweight exercises using a slingshot on the upper stage, and for a moment, strange screams echoed throughout the training grounds.

Mujin, who was leading the training, opened his mouth while looking at the place where the young warriors of Hwangbo Se-ga were gathered.

“It seems that this level of training is too light for someone from the Hwangbo family. Each of the Hwangbo family’s warriors should carry two additional sacks.”

At Mujin’s suggestion, one of the Hwangbo Se-ga warriors who had been leisurely training stepped forward.

He was Hwangbo Tae, the biological son of Hwangbo Ak and the head of the Hwangbo family.

“Why do you only require us to practice more difficult practices?”

Mujin answered his question, which seemed to indicate that he was in a bad mood.

“External training is only effective if you push your body to its limits. And Hwangbo Se-ga is famous for being born with divine powers, so this level of training probably won’t even have any effect on his muscles.”

Of course, it was an excuse.

Since his father had done something wicked, Mujin was determined to show his son and his cousins ​​what the real truth was.

“Look around you. Aren’t they all lifting different weights according to their strength? Or is it possible that Hwangbo Se-ga, who is famous for his strength, can’t even lift two more sacks?”

When Mujin asked in a questioning tone, Hwangbo Tae’s face instantly turned red.

“Do you dare to mock the Great Hwangbo family now?”

“If you can, just take it. Everything else is just a joke. If you don’t like my training, just leave the Jeongmu Alliance. I don’t intend to catch anyone who leaves.”

Hwang Bo-tae’s face became even redder, and his blood vessels popped out all over his body as if they would burst at any moment, but he couldn’t bring himself to say that he was going to leave.

He had to hold on to the Jeongmu Alliance because he could later help his father become the leader of the Jeongmu Alliance.

At that moment, one of the young men next to Hwang Bo-tae opened his mouth as if an idea had occurred to him.

“It’s unfair to only give us this kind of training. If you’re going to give us such instructions, shouldn’t your Highness the Great Kwon also be given the same weight?”

At the man’s question, Mujin had to try hard to suppress his laughter.

This was the ultimate purpose of Mujin’s quarrel, but the other side is adjusting to it.

“That’s a very good idea. Then, Hwangbo Se-ga will train with the ‘same’ weight as Bonseung from now on.”

“great.”

“Please don’t regret it.”

The young warriors of the Hwangbo family shouted in a very confident tone.

They also knew well about Mujin’s skills.

But for now, it’s just about training external skills.

And the Hwangbo family was famous for being born with a bloodline of merchants.

Since they are used to overcoming their stupidity with physical ability, they did not think about losing if it was a competition based on strength alone.

As he watched the confident young people of the Hwangbo family, he felt like he was about to burst out laughing, so Mujin tried to turn his gaze away and gave instructions.

“Bring me the lumps of iron from my personal training ground.”

The young men of Hwangbo Se-ga became even more arrogant at the sight of Mu-jin avoiding eye contact, but soon their expressions could not help but cool as they looked at the lumps of iron that people were carrying.

thud!!

You could tell that the iron was quite heavy just by the heavy noise it made as it hit the floor or by the cracks it had created.

As if he didn’t care about their changes, Mujin picked up one of the lumps of iron the people had brought and demonstrated the dumbbell curl, the most common and representative biceps exercise.

Dumbbell curls are an exercise that involves holding dumbbells in both arms with the elbows at your sides, stretching the arms down and then lifting them up again while bending them.

There are various names depending on whether you do it with alternating arms or both arms at the same time, standing or sitting, or the shape or angle at which you hold the dumbbells.

Anyway, when Mujin first showed off the most basic dumbbell curl posture, the young men of Hwangbo Se-ga, whose competitive spirit was invigorated, came forward one by one, holding iron blocks and imitating Mujin’s posture.

Even though they had only lifted and lowered the bar fifteen times, they felt their arm muscles tensing up as if they were going to burst, but they couldn’t show that they were having a hard time.

“joy.”

Instead, they snorted and bluffed as if they had been provoked to this extent.

At that sight, Mujin burst into laughter and picked up a new lump of iron.

At first glance, it looked like a much larger and heavier lump of iron than the one I had lifted earlier.

“What are you so happy about with a warm-up exercise?”

Mujin thought as he lightly lifted the heavier lump of iron.

I wonder if those guys have ever heard of a pyramid scheme.

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