Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 41

◈ Apostolic Monk (3)

Mujin, who was not interested in the influence his brain had on the three great disciples of Shaolin, was having a day like any other day.

Starting at dawn, I headed to Nahandang to train my body with the newly introduced exercise tools, and then trained my martial arts skills in the morning.

And in the afternoon, treatment for Hyeon-gwang was carried out.

Just as new CrossFit tools were introduced to Nahandang, new exercise tools were introduced to Hyunkwang’s residence. So Pilates tools came in.

“Starting today, I will teach you proper rehabilitation exercises.”

Mujin pondered how to translate the term Pilates and decided to just call it rehabilitation exercise.

“First, I’ll teach you how to relax your muscles with this.”

The first tool Mujin chose was a foam ruler.

Foam ruler. Here, the object named Hyukbong because its surface is covered with leather can be used in a variety of ways.

You can also relax the muscles near the wing bones by rolling them against the wing bones, sides or thighs. Or the back of the thighs, called hamstrings. All you have to do is place it on various parts and roll it around.

only.

“Huh… … .”

“Grandfather. You need to breathe. “You have to move while breathing to properly relax your muscles.”

The only problem is that when people with stiff muscles use it for the first time, they experience tremendous pain.

Mujin has only performed body lengthening surgery so far. Since she didn’t use a foam roller or any other tools, she felt a bit stiff. So the pain that Hyeon-gwang, who was close to her half-corpse, felt was enormous.

“Hehehe. This is a tool I definitely want to give priests a try. We Shaolin disciples have been practicing useless penance. “Hehehe.”

The pain in his muscles that screamed every time he touched the bar reminded Hyunkwang of wise men like him. He was an ascetic, and there was no need for him to do anything like a wall or a hundred and eight bows. After rolling my body once on the hyukbong, I felt like all my worries were flying away. All that remains in my mind is a feeling of pain.

When expressed this way, it felt like torture, but this act is only painful in the process, and once it is over, the tight and throbbing muscles are relieved and a cool sensation comes.

It was a brilliant light that made me wonder if there was any other activity more suitable for meditation or asceticism.

‘Every time the priests come to nag me about eating meat and alcohol, I have to give them this punishment.’

It was just a feeling of caring for the priests.

After warming up with Hyukbong, Mujin did a few more exercises.

“After standing on top of this, you can place your right leg on top of the round tube like a bow. yes. In that state, turn your body, raise your arms, and lean to the side. yes!”

First, use the Pilates barrel to relax the muscles again, focusing on the lower body and central muscles.

“Now, I’m going to start increasing my strength little by little. Since this is your first time, today I will proceed with only one spring attached.”

After that, I began full-scale rehabilitation exercises using a reformer to restore my strength, which was my original goal.

You can lie down on the floor connected to a spring and attach a leash to your leg and push your body using your leg strength, or sit down on the floor and attach a leash to your arm to push the spring with the strength of your arm.

I continued to pay attention to my posture and stimulated each part little by little while maintaining the balance of my central muscles.

After carrying out rehabilitation exercises for a little over half a hour, Mu-jin displayed the martial arts skills he had completed with Hyeon-cheon’s help in the cave in front of Hyeon-gwang.

“It looks like you’ve had some accomplishments so far.”

“yes. The herbivore combo has become much smoother. “Grandfather.”

They were two grandsons who casually exchanged stories about practicing martial arts among the walls.

“Hehehe. If so, I would like to visit this place. “It will be of great help to you now.”

Saying that, Hyeon-gwang handed Mu-jin a piece of paper with the name of a certain pavilion written on it.

* * *

A pavilion located on the outskirts of Shaolin.

It was a place rarely visited except by disciples belonging to a certain faction.

And there, the sparring was in full swing.

A young monk attacked by moving his arms and legs here and there, but the middle-aged monk who was dealing with the young monk was blocking or avoiding all of the attacks in a leisurely manner.

“Sason. “If you do that, you won’t be able to catch even a fly.”

The middle-aged monk, who had been avoiding the attack without even taking a single step out of the line he had drawn, took a sip of alcohol from the bottle in his right hand and stretched out his left hand toward the monk.

But surprisingly, the monk repeatedly performed the martial arts he had learned and blocked the middle-aged monk’s left hand.

“Hehehe. “Of course you have to rush, but you’re doing it right.”

The middle-aged monk with a wry smile crossed the line he had drawn to attack rather than evade or defend.

“Sajo Sajo!?”

When the other person broke his promise and stepped out of the line, the monk cried out with a surprised face.

“Let’s try to stop this too!”

He wasn’t a man who would look at me like that.

Still holding the bottle in his right hand, the man swung only his left hand and cornered the rider.

The difference in state was so extreme that his hands and feet were likely to become dizzy, but as the situation became more critical, the monk’s eyes, which had been shaking, regained their calm.

“Hmph!”

At some point, a smile appeared on the face of the monk, who was clearly nervous.

After shaking off the tension, the monk broke away from evasion and defense and began a counterattack. He organically connected all the martial arts he knew and constantly played with his body.

On the contrary, the middle-aged man who had initially pushed Dongjaseung focused on defense again when Sason switched to offense.

“Hehehe!”

And then the monk’s eyes widened completely and he started pointing his fingers at bloodletting and vital points.

Swish.

The middle-aged man threw the liquor bottle in his right hand into the sky and hit the monk on the back of the neck with his right hand.

Tick.

Then, he grabbed the bottle of alcohol that had fallen due to gravity with his right hand again and gulped down the bottle.

“Tsk tsk. “There is still a long way to go.”

A middle-aged man. Hyegwan clicked her tongue lightly and turned her head to the side.

There, his disciple Beophye and a fellow monk Wen were sitting together.

‘Hoo?’

Hyegwan’s eyes lit up as she looked at the monk’s bizarre hairstyle.

“Master. “I brought Hyeon-gwang, Sa Baek-jo’s letter, so I let him in first.”

“I meet Hyegwan Sasukjo. “My name is Mujin, the third great disciple.”

“Hahahaha. Our three great disciples of Shaolin have hair like that. “It is truly amazing.”

As Hyegwan burst into laughter, Mujin responded with a light smile.

“I also received permission from the Lord of the Law.”

Mujin thought it was really annoying to explain it every time, so he simply explained his logic.

Except for the threats made with beards and eyebrows.

“Hoo. Are you saying that the Lord of the Law, Four Baek, accepted that?”

“So it is.”

In response to Mujin’s answer, Hyegwan looked at her son who had fallen on the floor with a strange expression.

‘I can’t believe you were hiding such an interesting story. Hehehe.’

He was worried about how to decorate the hair of his grandson, Mu-gyeong. Of course, he was Hye-gwan and had no intention of playing with his head.

“Hehehe. “I guess I’ll give it a try when my hair grows a little.”

Hye-gwan came up with a good idea and smiled wryly, then turned his head again and looked at Beop-hye, his student.

“You said it was Hyeongwang Sabaek’s writings, right? “Give it to me.”

“Here it is. “Master.”

Beop-hye handed the letter she received from Mu-jin to Hye-gwan. And Hye-gwan read the whole letter and looked at Mu-jin.

“Do you know the contents of the letter?”

“I haven’t read it separately.”

“Sabaek Hyeon-gwang asked me to teach you in my way. “Do you have any idea what kind of training method I’m going to use?”

“… … “Is this the same one I saw a little while ago?”

When Moo-jin glanced at Mu-kyung lying on the ground and asked, Hye-gwan burst out in a strange laugh.

“Hehehe. “I got it right.”

An organization dispatched to Shaolin to deal with terrible evildoers and demons who show no signs of remorse. Destroyer squad. The training method of Hyegwan, the leader of the Destruction Demon Corps, was simple.

A sparring that is close to the real thing.

Since they had to deal with demons, it was a dangerous sparring in which even despicable methods were allowed, rather than the honest sparring typical of the political faction.

“No matter how much the Four Baek Hyeon-gwangs sent, there are no exceptions.”

“student. “I am willing to undergo the training.”

To Hye-gwan’s explanation, Mu-jin answered confidently, raising the class president.

Mu-jin understood why Hyeon-gwang sent him here.

With Hyuncheon’s help, the martial arts connection became more natural, but it was nothing more than waving his arms and legs in the air alone.

In order to properly complete martial arts, you need practical experience. Mujin decided to treat it as training for that practical experience.

“There will be no need to drag it out for a long time. “Do you want to come in?”

Hye-gwan smiled wryly at Mu-jin, said that, and took a sip of her drink.

And Mu-jin rushed towards Hye-gwan, who was willing to drink.

“Hehehe. “Mukyung is better than that guy.”

How can you rush at someone who is drinking? Hye-gwan burst out laughing at her bolder appearance than her in-laws.

Moo-jin, who rushed at Hye-gwan at explosive speed, used his bet and punched her.

And the power contained in Mujin’s fist was much stronger than during the entrance examination.

The martial arts that Mujin originally made were shaped like tattered rags.

An image of six different types of cloth of different colors and materials being forcibly sewn together. And the thread that tied the six martial artists together was Mujin’s strong body.

However, as Mujin’s strength deepened and the size of the cloth grew, it became difficult to hold it with just the strength of the thread.

There, the essence of the Diamond Fist shined. The martial arts, which had different colors and materials, began to gradually transform into similar colors.

Because the connection between each key has become much smoother, the burden on the body is reduced even when using larger bets.

pop!!

Hyegwan caught Mujin’s fist with her left palm and whistled lightly.

The power contained in the fist far exceeded that of the Sason Mu-gyeong.

Then, Mu-jin spread out his right hand and held Hye-gwan’s hand with a golden handle so that she could not escape.

Boom!

With strong attack power, the left angle was swung.

bang!

The leg that Mujin swung collided with the right leg that Hyegwan lifted, creating the sound of metal clashing again.

“Hehehe. It even made me use my legs. That’s great. If so, I should give you a reward.”

Hye-gwan, who blocked both attacks, threw away the hand that was holding Mu-jin and at the same time extended it towards Mu-jin’s face.

Mu-jin tried to avoid the hand by turning his head, but Hye-gwan’s arm was twisted at a bizarre angle and followed Mu-jin’s movements.

The moment when Mujin had no choice but to raise his arm and hit that hand away.

puck!!

“Tsk.”

Hye-gwan’s right foot, which I don’t know when she swung, kicked Mu-jin in the abdomen.

He waved his sight with his hand and threw a surprise kick.

“Hoo? “I adjusted my strength just enough to collapse, but I never thought I would be able to hold on.”

During the mountain entrance examination, Hye-gwan took Mu-gyeong as her second hand and left. Of course, he couldn’t watch Mujin’s sparring. Later, I only heard that Hyeon-gwang and Sa-baek had taken him in as a visa.

However, just by exchanging a few words, I was able to roughly understand the martial arts that Mujin had learned.

‘You even cooked Cheolposam.’

In order to create your own martial arts, you learned martial arts that had been neglected.

“Are you coming in again? “Next time it won’t end like this.”

“Please one more time!”

Mu-jin, who answered Hye-gwan’s question, rushed forward again.

How many times did I try to block or avoid Mujin’s attacks like that? Hyegwan was able to figure out Mujin’s condition.

‘The power of each one is strong, but the connection in actual battle is not perfect.’

After completing her judgment, Hye-Gwan swung her left and right swords, aiming for Mujin’s opening.

These were counterattacks aimed precisely at the gap that was created right after Mujin attacked once and led to the next attack.

puck!

Mujin’s face crumpled after being hit in the side again.

‘After all, cilantro is cilantro.’

Although I had made my martial arts skills much smoother through training, it was my first time using them in real combat.

Only after thinking about how to move my inner energy did my body follow, and in sudden situations, the connection was bound to be cut off.

“I’ll go one more time!”

“OK.”

Hye-gwan sipped and answered Moo-jin, who was relentlessly attacking her, and drank again.

Mujin launched a variety of attacks, using a mixture of finger and elbow techniques at the recommended angle.

Hyegwan did not miss the slight gap that appeared between the attacks and boldly attacked Mujin with either the left or the right attack.

Just like that, Mu-jin rushed in and exchanged a few hits before being hit by Hye-gwan and being pushed back several times.

“Tsk tsk. The young guy is so persistent. “Women will hate it.”

“It seems that Sasukjo is quite popular?”

When Moo-jin asked while stroking the slap he had just received, Hye-gwan burst into laughter with a sinister expression.

“ha ha ha. “If you succeed in punching me in the face even once, I’ll tell you a funny story.”

It was not something a Buddhist would say, but neither Mujin nor Hyegwan paid any mind.

Instead, Mujin focused on his martial arts skills.

‘He’s targeting exactly my gap. ‘You have to keep thinking.’

Mujin continued to pay attention to the gaps where he was attacked.

In a high-speed exchange, it is inevitable to move slowly after looking at the opponent’s movements, thinking, and judging. So, whether it’s modern martial arts or the martial arts masters here. Through countless training, it was possible to make decisions and move at a speed close to instinct.

However, on the other hand, if you just practice without thinking about direction, you will not be able to imprint movements close to instinct in your body.

Although it may be awkward at first, you have to keep conscious of it in your head, but at some point, the movements unfold instinctively.

Mu-jin sparred with Hye-gwan several times, using his body to fight.

bang!!

Mujin was the first to succeed in blocking Hyegwan’s kick aimed at an opening.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,