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◈ Who is the Fool (5)
“If we compete in external forces, are you saying we should compete to see who can lift the heavier weight?”
Hwang Bo-ak laughed heartily at Mu-jin’s question.
“Hahaha. That’s a method. But aren’t we martial artists, not street vendors?”
“Are you saying that we should fight against the enemy through external means?”
“That’s right. Without internal energy, using only external energy.”
Hwang Bo-ak looked at Mu-jin with a confident face.
This was a strategy that Hwang Bo-ak came up with based on the information about Mujin he heard from Jegal Mu-hwan and Hwang Bo-tae the night before.
Since his son, Hwang Bo-tae, was a pure warrior, he had no reason to lie to himself.
If Hwang Bo-tae felt that Mu-jin’s strength was stronger than his own, it was likely true, although it would hurt his pride.
That is why Hwang Bo-ak decided to decide the match through ‘non-combat’ rather than showing off his strength.
Even though he was strong enough to be given the nickname of Kwonje, it was a different case when he fought without any internal energy.
When discussing the strength of a warrior, the strength of the body, commonly called external strength, and the size and operational ability of internal strength.
Understanding of martial arts such as swordsmanship, light-heartedness, and recommended kicking techniques. And it is planned to comprehensively discuss practical experiences.
However, if your internal energy is lost, it doesn’t just mean that the ‘size of your internal energy’ is lost, but it also means that you won’t be able to use martial arts that require ‘complex internal energy management.’
In other words, in addition to physical ability, understanding of basic recommended techniques and techniques and practical experience were all that was needed.
‘Hehehe. Even though I’ve mastered the Shaolin martial arts and am called Kwonje, a guy who’s barely the same age as me can’t be my opponent.’
Hwang Bo-ak had lived as a martial artist for more than twice as long as Mu-jin.
Whether it was his practical experience or his understanding of the recommended techniques, he was confident that he would be able to overwhelm Mujin.
Mujin, who was looking at Hwang Bo-ak with a confident attitude, smiled and gladly accepted the offer.
“Okay. Let’s have a duel.”
At Mujin’s answer, Hwangbo-ak thought, ‘As expected.’
‘It turns out that the words of the General Staff, who said that he was extremely arrogant, were true!’
It was Hwangbo-ak who, using the advice(?) of Jegal Mu-hwan, vowed to show that little brat the fear of the world.
“Wow!”
Regardless of what the two were thinking, the Shinsungdae warriors, who had come across a good spectacle, cheered and spread out to create an open space.
And Mujin and Hwangboak faced off again in the center of the empty space created by the unmanned forces.
“Come in.”
Hwang Bo-ak provoked Mu-jin by snapping his fingers, but instead of rushing at him recklessly, Mu-jin calmly approached him and lightly extended his right fist as if to restrain him.
Even though he swung it lightly, Mujin’s fist, like a lump of iron, cut through the wind and created a bloody noise.
Boom~
In the end, it ended with a sound that cut through the air.
And Hwang Bo-ak, who simply turned his body to avoid Mu-jin’s strike, began to counterattack.
“ha ha ha!”
He burst into hearty laughter and threw down the scepter.
And at the moment when Mujin was about to dodge the left-hand strike, he twisted his arm in a very natural way and aimed for Mujin’s temple with his elbow.
In addition, he would mix up his upper body movements with his body law and use surprise attacks, or he would swing his left and right fists in succession to launch a flurry of attacks.
‘indeed…….’
Mujin let out a small exclamation of admiration as he blocked or dodged Hwang Bo-ak’s relentless series of attacks.
Hwang Bo-ak’s confidence was not unreasonable.
The fighting skills of this man, who had practiced martial arts for decades and experienced countless real-life battles, were extraordinary.
‘Is this something that cannot be ignored?’
As expected, Hwangbo Se-ga would use brute force to push forward without any training, but his attacks were quick and concise, while still making use of his powerful strength.
‘There is no other teaching material that Mugungi should see and learn from.’
There were no overly flashy attacks or attacks that created unnecessary gaps.
However, each movement had a ‘purpose’, and there was no awkwardness or discontinuity in the movement.
‘I guess I have to admit what I have to admit.’
If you just look at the basic recommended techniques, it feels like they are better than me.
In fact, from Mujin’s perspective, the current situation felt somewhat unfamiliar.
This was because I had been using my internal energy whenever I fought or dueled for quite some time.
Since I couldn’t use my internal energy, I couldn’t unfold the Bankruptcy Report.
That’s why it’s impossible to break into Hwangbo-ak with explosive movements, and it’s also impossible to knock him down in one go using Geumgu-gong or Musangsin-kwon.
That’s why I was buying time by enduring Hwang Bo-ak’s attacks for a while to adapt.
And that time, literally ‘a moment’ was enough.
‘In the end, if you lose your internal energy, it’s no different from modern martial arts, right?’
And when it comes to martial arts, Mujin was confident that he would not lose to anyone within the ‘murim’.
It wasn’t arrogance.
Since ancient times, there has been a term called ‘weight difference’ in fighting sports.
Of course, there were videos of huge, muscular men being knocked out by much smaller people with just one punch or kick.
But that’s only the case when a bodybuilder or powerlifter who hasn’t trained in martial arts fights a martial artist.
If it were a match between people who had learned martial arts from each other, the weight class difference would have been a huge obstacle.
Just like right now.
Pot!
Mujin, who was playing defensively and barely blocking or avoiding Hwangbo-ak’s attacks, tried to catch Hwangbo-ak’s right fist with his right palm.
But this was also the situation that Hwang Bo-ak was aiming for.
By now, while attacking Mujin, Hwangbo-ak also realized that Mujin had reached the state of invincibility.
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But even if your skin is strong, your joints and muscles are out of the question. No, the stronger your skin is, the more painful it will be when your joints are twisted.
At the moment when Mujin’s palm was about to catch his fist, he opened his fist and simultaneously used the Golden Nail Technique to catch Mujin’s wrist.
At the same time, he dug into Mujin, grabbed Mujin’s forearm with his remaining hand, and used the golden nail technique to spread his joints.
“!?”
Strangely enough, Mujin’s left arm did not twist at all.
The reason was simple. Hwang Bo-ak’s golden thread method was simply endured with brute force.
Even in the midst of all this, Daegyeonghan Hwangboak quickly flew away.
WHACK!
Mujin’s right hand, which barely managed to grab Hwangbo-ak’s torso, tore Hwangbo-ak’s shirt off.
It wasn’t that he used his internal energy. It was just that the force that Hwang Bo-ak had thrown in a hurry and Mu-jin’s evil power combined to tear his clothes to shreds.
However, Hwang Bo-ak had no time to care that his upper body was torn off.
He realized it too late.
That I was mistaken.
Even if you attack with a striker, it is no different from self-harm since you are striking the invincible body with your bare hands.
Of course, Hwang Bo-ak was also a martial artist, so he trained his skin and bones, but it was not enough compared to Mu-jin’s.
And the joint attacks that weren’t striking attacks didn’t even work because of that guy’s ridiculously strong strength.
It felt like it didn’t make sense.
In the first place, joint techniques were a technique that could subdue an opponent even if the opponent’s strength was weaker.
If the difference in weight class and strength is overwhelming, then it wouldn’t matter.
‘If I do that, does that mean that guy is overwhelmingly stronger than me?’
Hwang Bo-ak, who had just noticed the fact, opened his mouth urgently.
“Okay, just a moment… … .”
Mujin, who took the opportunity when Hwangbo-ak’s breathing became difficult because he was opening his mouth, immediately attacked Hwangbo-ak.
“Wow, I’ve confirmed my junior’s outstanding skills!”
Hwang Bo-ak tried to push Mu-jin away with skillful movements and frantically moved his arms and legs while continuing to speak.
Hot.
Mujin, who was certain that his opponent’s attacks would not work on him, ignored his opponent’s attacks as if he were dealing with a child and eventually succeeded in grabbing Hwangbo-ak’s left arm and right leg.
Hwang Bo-ak, who had one arm and leg grabbed, tried to shout something urgently.
“Well, so it’s a draw… … .”
Without even listening to the end of his words, Mujin lifted Hwang Bo-ak’s large body up.
The sight of his body, which was over 6 feet (180 cm) tall and weighing at least 150 pounds (90 kg), floating into the air seemed almost unrealistic.
All the people watching the two of them danced for a moment, lost in the strange sight.
bang!!!
The giant that had been soaring into the air was stuck in the ground much faster than it had risen.
* * *
Hwang Bo-ak, who had passed out with foam at the mouth, was carried to the hospital by the young warriors of the Hwang Bo-se family.
And Mujin began to lead external training as if nothing had happened.
‘… …Why did everyone’s eyes become so Jongnam-like?’
The members of Shinsungdae, who had once again felt Mujin’s tremendous power, looked at Mujin with eyes full of respect.
‘… … Anyway, did we succeed in uniting as one according to Zhuge Wuhwan’s instructions?’
Mujin, who finished his training while trying to think positively, took a bath and went to the battlefield.
It was not intended to report that the Shinsungdae had succeeded in uniting as one.
It was because a warrior from Jeongwu Alliance came to find Zhuge Wuhwan.
“I think I saw you this morning too. What brought you here?”
In response to Mujin’s question, Jegal Mu-hwan opened his mouth with a face that looked a little more relaxed than when he had seen him in the morning.
“I asked for information from Biyeonggak. They said that among the Hwangbo Se-ga group that came to visit Jeongmu-maeng this time, there was a man named Son Mu.”
“Is that the man who cheated on Hwang Bo-ak?”
“It seems likely given the circumstances. Not only is he on good terms with Hwang Bo-ak, but he also seems to be planning to place him in the military leadership if he becomes the leader of the political alliance.”
“So, should we just catch him and interrogate him now?”
“That might be a little risky.”
“How come?”
In response to Mujin’s question, Jegal Mu-hwan took a sip of water.
It was honey water, made to cure a hangover.
“It is true that Sonmu is controlling Hwangboak, but there is a high probability that he is not the Great Lord. If you move rashly, you risk having your tail cut off.”
“What do you plan to do then?”
The moment Jegal Mu-hwan was about to answer Mu-jin’s question, he felt a presence at the entrance of the room.
“Sir! This is an urgent report, delivered by special express!”
“Come in!”
As soon as Zhuge Wuhwan answered, a man covered in dust hurriedly came inside.
He carefully took a letter out of his bosom and handed it to Zhuge Wuhuan, then left the room as if he had finished his business.
Then, Zhuge Wuhuan tore open the sealed letter and began to read it.
Mujin also read the letter through the ink spread behind the letter, but he was unable to understand its contents.
To be exact, the content written in the letter was nothing more than everyday trivia.
It seemed to be a cipher that had to be deciphered using specific rules.
While Mujin waited, having given up on deciphering the text, Zhuge Wuhwan, who had read the rather long letter, burned the letter with a candle and opened his mouth.
“Things have changed drastically.”
“Was it a letter related to the Hwangbo Se family?”
“Yes. It was a letter sent by the Baek Ga-ryeong military. First of all, our prediction was correct.”
“Are you talking about Sun Tzu?”
“Yes. Sun Tzu was the head of a small merchant group called Jinyingdan in Jinan, Shandong Province. He had been in contact with the Huangbo family for several years, and had been successful in several businesses, bringing Huangbo family great wealth. Recently, after the establishment of the Jeongmu Alliance, he has been visiting the Huangbo family more often. And it seems that Baek Gun-jun has also had the same questions as us.”
I could tell what the mystery was without even asking. It meant that Sun Tzu was not the lord but merely his lackey.
“The Baek military searched for all groups or individuals who had even the slightest connection to the Geumyeong Group, and then spread disinformation to each place to monitor their movements. As a result, they succeeded in finding the main body.”
After finishing speaking, Zhuge Wuhwan clicked his tongue as if he felt regretful about something and said.
“It was too risky a method. Although we were able to find the body right away, there was a risk that the existence of the Baek military would be exposed in return for spreading false information.”
After finishing explaining the situation, Jegal Wu-hwan looked at Mu-jin with an unusually serious expression on his face.
“Honey, we need to move now. Before they realize they’ve been caught and run away. And before they target and assassinate the Baek military.”
Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,