Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 339

◈ Water droplets wear away stones (1)

Two days later. Early in the morning.

The warriors of the Jeongmu Alliance began to march out of the alliance, maintaining their ranks.

There was still some time left until the promised battle start date with the Namcheonhoe, but because of the distance from the Sadoyeon, they left a day early and headed to the battlefield.

After traveling for half a day, they arrived at Dexing County in Jiangxi Province near Dongting Lake in Hunan Province.

Deokheung County was a county located in the northeastern part of Jiangxi Province, bordering Anhui, Zhejiang, and Fujian provinces, making it a strategic location with easy access to any direction.

Especially after Hyukjin River reappeared.

Since the front line between the Sadolian and Nanggong Sega ran between Zhejiang and Anhui provinces, it was very easy to join either way.

While everyone else was resting in their respective inns or tea houses, Mujin went to see Jegal Mu-hwan to discuss future plans.

Zhuge Wu-hwan, who was drinking tea and reading a letter at a tea house, greeted Wu-jin.

“You came at a good time.”

Mujin briefly greeted the class president, sat down across from him, and asked.

“What do you plan to do now?”

“Information has arrived regarding the location of the general striker.”

As he spoke, Zhuge Wuhwan shook the letter in his hand, then held it up to the candlestick and burned the letter.

“We plan to move out early tomorrow morning to capture the general election leader.”

“If I do that, can I just join Namgung Se-ga’s side?”

When Zhuge Wuhuan nodded, Wujin sighed.

“Somehow, I get the feeling that he doesn’t want to deal with Namgung Se-ga and is passing the buck to me.”

“Hahaha. Surely that’s not true? On the contrary, since Your Majesty is gone, we need someone to command the battlefield, so I have no choice but to go to the General Pyo-ja side.”

“On the other hand, couldn’t the General go towards Namgung Se-ga and I go towards the General Pyo faction?”

In response to Mujin’s question, Jegal Mu-hwan slowly turned his head to the side and waved his fan.

“Will those humans just turn a deaf ear to my orders? Hahaha. If you want to help Namgung, you need force rather than intelligence.”

Let’s take a moment to look at the sly Zhuge Wuhwan.

Mujin let out a sigh and sat up.

“We need to arrive early for the battle tomorrow, so let’s leave now.”

“I wish you good luck.”

After exchanging brief greetings with Jegal Mu-hwan, Mu-jin headed to the inn where Shinsung-dae was resting.

The number of the Shinsungdae, which consisted only of the latter index, reached two hundred, but about half of them, or about a hundred, joined Mujin.

“We will be moving as a separate unit. We will be departing again in 30 minutes, so please prepare the necessary items or take a rest.”

Mujin gave instructions to the later members of the Shinsungdae who were with him, and after this, he left Deokheunghyeon with them.

And after traveling for about half a day, they were able to arrive at Qingyang County, located near Jiuhua Mountain in Anhui Province.

Currently, the main force of the Namgung family was staying in Cheongyang-hyeon.

Namgung Se-ga, who had once vigorously attacked the Sadolian Army and driven them back to Zhejiang Province, had retreated to Anhui Province.

This was because Hyuk Jin-gang, who had been in seclusion after being attacked by Namgung Geom-hwang, joined Namgung Se-ga’s front line.

Because Namgung Se-ga stepped down, the Chongpyo faction, which had been taking charge of the North alone, had some free time, and with that free time, the Chongpyo faction secretly escaped and targeted Baek Ga-ryeong and Mugung’s group.

Anyway, Mujin, who knew where the main force of the Namgung family was staying, headed to the estate where they were staying.

“What kind of guys are they!”

Namgung Se-ga, who was guarding the entrance to the estate, spoke to Mu-jin and the squad leader while being stopped by Mu-in.

“I am the Shaolin Wujin from the Jeongmu Alliance. I have come to join the Jeongmu Alliance’s sacred force.”

Perhaps it was because Mujin’s fame had spread throughout the martial arts world recently. All of those who were guarding the gate seemed to know Mujin’s Buddhist name.

Moreover, since the sacred sect included later leaders of the great sects and sects, the gatekeepers could easily recognize them.

However, the gatekeepers did not let their guard down easily.

“Only one representative can be allowed in right now.”

Now we are at war with the Apostolic Union.

It was foolish to let outsiders in without permission, as they could use magic or disguise themselves as human beings to perform tricks.

“Miss Jegal Jinhee. She is taking a break while leading the troops.”

Mujin entrusted the command of the Shinsungdae members to Jegal Jinhee, who was acting as a sort of deputy commander, and entered the palace.

I followed the man who was giving me the tour for a while. The man stopped in front of a large pavilion and shouted toward the pavilion.

“Your Majesty, Monk Mujin of the Jeongmu Alliance has come to see you.”

“Come on in.”

As soon as Gaju’s answer came out, the man who had been in charge of guiding stepped aside.

Mujin willingly opened the door to the pavilion and entered inside.

“The great disciple of Shaolin, Mujin, meets with Namgung Se-gaju.”

Mujin paid his respects to the class president and glanced around the inside of the building.

However, there wasn’t really anything to look at.

At the head table was a middle-aged man I had never seen before. On the other side, a young man with a familiar face was sitting.

Namgung Jincheon, whom he had met for the first time in a long time, was looking at Mujin with a victorious expression, perhaps due to his previous experience of defeat, but Mujin was not particularly interested in him.

‘Hmm. That man is Namgung Chang-hwi, also known as the Sword Master.’

Even his appearance was strangely similar to Namgung Jincheon.

“It seems like you’ve been busy moving around Honam, what’s going on here?”

Namgung Gaju asked straight to the point, as if he was tired of exchanging useless formalities. With a blunt expression.

“Now that we have successfully reorganized the alliance, shouldn’t we attack the Sado League?”

“You stayed behind when the war was in full swing, but now you’re joining the fight.”

Although it was a sarcastic remark, Namgung Chang-hwi’s expression was still blunt.

“In order to fight against a great force, we also needed to create a great force… … In fact, Namgung Segae didn’t seem to welcome our request for support, so we were just waiting.”

“You know very well.”

Namgung Chang-hwi nodded once and asked with a cold expression.

“But I don’t understand why you’re coming here now when you know us so well. Did you think we’d swallow our pride and ask for help by now?”

In contrast to his blunt face, an intimidating and tyrannical aura emanated from his body.

No, rather, the oppressive aura and blunt face mixed together gave off an ’emperor’ vibe.

“Hahaha. How could we possibly play such a prank on Namgung Se-ga?”

Mujin, who had already fought countless masters, had no way of being overwhelmed by their momentum.

While smiling on the outside, Mujin sighed on the inside.

‘With those guys who have such high self-esteem. Oh my.’

I came to help because I was being pushed back after Hyukjin Kang joined.

I think I understand why Zhuge Wuhwan was so obsessed with Namgung Se-ga.

However, he could not miss the opportunity to catch Hyukjin River, the leader of Shincheon, so Mujin followed the advice he had heard from Baek Ga-ryeong and opened his mouth.

“Isn’t the Namgung family’s goal to be the Sado Ryeonju anyway? Our Jeongmu Alliance plans to use this opportunity to deal with the total voter faction. Hyukjin River is entirely Namgung family’s responsibility.”

“If you wanted to go that way, why did you come here? From what I heard, it seems like the later index members brought several people with them.”

It seems that he had also received reports about the Shinsungdae in that short period of time.

“Because our Shinsungdae is a gathering of the later generations of the Jijus. The Jijus are the future of the martial arts world, so wouldn’t it be better to send them to a safe battlefield if possible? At the same time, we could also give them a chance to test the sword of Namgung, who is known as the best in the martial arts world.”

When Mujin praised Namgung Se-ga, the corners of Namgung Chang-hwi’s mouth went up in a crooked manner.

It felt strangely similar to Zhuge Wuhwan’s smile. Only the corners of his mouth were smiling, while his eyes were not smiling at all.

“It’s to the point where I doubt if the nickname Kwonje was actually chosen with a three-inch tongue.”

“… … .”

When Mujin looked into Namgung Changhwi’s eyes without saying anything, Namgung Changhwi opened his mouth again after a while.

“As long as you don’t interfere, there’s no reason to stop us from being together. But I can’t kill someone just because they’re from the same political party.”

He just told me to watch from the side, but he meant that he wasn’t going to kick me out anyway.

“We plan to leave here tomorrow morning and move to attack the Sado-ryeonju.”

“I will prepare.”

Mujin paid his respects to the class president again and left the hall with light steps.

Namgung Chang-hwi, who had been looking at Mu-jin’s place for a moment, turned his head and looked at his son.

“It seems like the cows aren’t even in your sights. What do you think?”

“… … I thought the gap had narrowed, but it still seems insufficient.”

Namgung Jincheon answered with his teeth gnashing.

Having experienced many real battles during the war with the Sadoyeon, and with the addition of the last lessons learned from Namgung Geomhwang, Namgung Jincheon’s recent skills have grown to a level that can only be described as rapid progress.

However, since the gap between them had widened since the last time they met at the Murim Alliance, Namgung Jincheon felt a sense of pride.

Namgung Chang-hwi, who was looking at his son, nodded once and said.

“It’s a good attitude. If I hadn’t noticed the gap, I would have scolded you severely. And if I had been overwhelmed by the gap and given up, I would have given up on you.”

A cow that is afraid of its opponents is absolutely unsuited to the great Namgung family that produced the best in the world.

“We are the chosen ones, born with the blood of the emperor.

In the end, we will be the ones who will rise to the top. Be happy that you have a rival, and whip yourself.”

“I will do so, my lord.”

Namgung Chang-hwi looked at his son who was burning with enthusiasm for a moment and said.

“If you do, go back and rest for the battle tomorrow.”

At his father’s order to congratulate the guests, Namgung Jincheon paid his respects with a lottery ticket and left the palace.

And right after his son left, the father remembered the feelings he had been keeping hidden.

‘Kwon Je-ra… … .’

It was a heavy nickname for a young warrior in his mid-twenties to bear.

‘I thought the rumors of the Gangho were not to be trusted.’

The young man I met for the first time today was beyond my expectations.

Who would have thought that the spirit that was scattered as if it were a test would be so easily thrown away?

‘He was a strange guy.’

Namgung Chang-hwi gave off a completely different vibe from the masters he had met so far.

Rumor has it that he learned a unique martial art and focused more on external skills than internal ones, so I thought that might be where the difference came from.

Namgung Chang-hwi, who was thinking about Mujin, smiled faintly, perhaps because no one was around.

“It’s not just Sogaju’s problem.”

Namgung Chang-hwi realized that if he made a mistake, not only Sogaju but also himself could be pushed out by Kwonje.

* * *

The next morning.

Mujin was leading the later indices of the Shinsungdae, and Namgung Se-ga was following the warriors.

In a little while the war will begin.

It did not simply refer to the war between the Namgung family and the Hyukjin family.

At around the same time, the battle between the Jeongmu Alliance and the Chongpyo faction would also begin, as would the battle between the Namcheonhoe and the Nachal Witch.

While heading to the battlefield, a conversation from a few days ago naturally came to Mujin’s mind.

‘Did Do-wol-cheon really understand?’

Upon hearing Baek Ga-hwan’s message that martial arts were blocked by a wall, Mu-jin gave advice to Baek Ga-ryeong.

If there had been no problem with the letter that Baek Ga-ryeong sent to Baek Ga-hwan, his advice would probably have reached Do-wol-cheon.

However, it was unclear whether Do-Wol-Cheon understood that advice.

Originally, enlightenment could be expressed in sentences or words, but it could not be expressed in reverse.

It may sound funny, but that’s why it was an epiphany.

If it is a sentence or phrase that best fits the wall blocking you or the situation you are going through, then it will be an enlightenment, but if not, then it will only be ‘knowledge’ and not enlightenment.

People are all like that. Even if you know it in your head, there are bound to be things you don’t do.

That is why the timing and situation were important for the beginning of enlightenment, and conversely, there was a risk that the beginning of enlightenment that was encountered too early would remain as knowledge and be taken for granted.

If there was one thing that was fortunate, it was that Mujin understood Dowolcheon to a considerable extent.

I reread the novel, “The Story of the Apostle Emperor,” several times during my school days, and wondered how Do-wol-cheon became so strong.

I knew what realm I had reached, what enlightenment I had gained, and what wall I had overcome.

‘Yes. If it’s Do-Wol-Cheon, I’m sure he’ll win.’

Mujin calmed his mind as he recalled Do-wol-cheon from Sado-pae-hwang-jeon, who was his idol during his school days.

There was no room for idle thoughts any longer.

Before I knew it, countless dolls had appeared in the distance.

Fantasy, Wuxia, Fusion,