Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 6

◈ It was shattered?

“Mugung and Mujin, come forward!”

The morning of Dalian day.

As if there was no need to say anything, Hyejeong shouted in a solemn voice.

Hyejeong looked at Mujin for a moment with a complicated expression.

For the past week, Mujin had been training arbitrarily during early morning training, and always did his best to practice Yeonhwan Quan during morning martial arts training.

As she continued to watch this scene for seven days and nights, Hyejeong gradually became a little confused.

‘At least it didn’t seem like he was making an excuse because he didn’t like training.’

It seemed like the young guy had his own training method.

But even so, it was impossible to completely forgive. No matter how much you have your own training method, how dare you compare it to that of Thousand Year Shaolin.

‘I hope you take this opportunity to acknowledge that Shaolin’s training methods are superior to those you know.’

As a Buddhist monk, it could also be said that his role was to correct young disciples who were following the wrong path.

After thinking that far, Hyejeong turned her head and looked at Mugung.

‘If it were Mugung, it would be more than enough to correct that child’s wrong thinking. cancer.’

He was the one who showed the most outstanding results among the seventy or so new disciples who entered this time.

Even though it was a basic martial art, the child had an excellent understanding of the complex Yeonhwan-kwon. In addition, I was faithfully participating in training every day and volunteered to train whenever I had time.

In addition, his natural muscles were superior to other children, so he was a child with full potential to become a member of Shaolin.

And Mugung’s heart was pounding as she received Hyejeong’s expectant gaze.

‘Hyejeong Sasukjo is watching me!’

His dream is to become a disciple of Shaolin and make a name for himself in martial arts.

Right now at this moment. She was Mugung, who intuitively felt that she was one step closer to achieving that dream.

‘I feel sorry for you, but I have to step on you.’

Mugung, who saw this as an opportunity to make a lasting impression on Hyejeong and Sasukjo, looked at Mujin with full enthusiasm.

“Tsk tsk.”

Whether Hyejeong and Mugung were thinking about something among themselves, Mujin was squatting alternately on both legs in a relaxed manner, stretching out his leg muscles.

And Mujin, who had moderately relaxed his muscles, asked Hyejeong in a relaxed tone.

“Can we start now?”

At that relaxed attitude, tendons appeared on Mugung’s forehead.

‘joy. ‘You’re bluffing!’

I was thinking of such things in my head, but Mugung, who was still young, was very drugged without me even realizing it.

“Begin!”

Is it because of that anger?

Mugung’s judgment was somewhat disturbed, and when Mujin, who had been acting leisurely, rushed in as soon as the sparring began, Mugung ended up moving his body earlier than expected.

Yeon Hwan-gwon, who had been training non-stop for the past three months, came out as a conditioned reflex.

As expected from Hye-jeong, Mugung’s Yeonhwan-kwon boasted a level of perfection that could not be compared to that of children her age.

As shown in the picture, the fist stretched out in a straight line was very fast and even produced a striking force that was inappropriate for his age.

but.

From Mujin’s point of view, who had practiced Yeonhwangwon for the past seven days and nights and was familiar with Mugung’s movements, it was also a punch that flew so obviously that he could avoid it without even looking.

Mujin lowered his upper body in the nick of time, just before Mugung’s fist hit his face.

“!?”

The moment Mugung, who was surprised, moved his body to use something different.

Mujin did not miss the moment when Mugung’s center of gravity was distorted. He pressed Mugung’s abdomen with his shoulder and simultaneously pulled Mugung’s groin with both arms.

It was a perfect tackling move, just like the picture.

The act of rubbing against a tree. That was just practicing tackling.

“W-What?!”

“what!?”

Everyone who was watching the sparring with the thought that Mugung would naturally win was shocked by the sudden situation.

Mujin carefully laid Mugung down, being careful not to break her head as she fell under his tackle.

With a lightning-like movement, he fell to the side and simultaneously applied an armbar.

The time from when the sparring started until Mugung was overpowered was only about 1 second.

As the game was decided in that short period of time, some people couldn’t even understand the situation and had blank expressions on their faces, while others just opened their mouths in shock.

“Hurry up and get out!”

“A disciple of Shaolin can’t even endure that much!”

It was only after the situation was over that a few Ewha students came to their senses and gave some pointless advice.

But they also knew it in their heads.

They didn’t know the armbar technique, but since they had all practiced martial arts for at least ten years, they knew how much pain that posture would cause to their arms.

It’s just that he couldn’t accept the situation when the disciple he trusted was defeated so easily.

“Queuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

And Mugung, who was caught in the skill, was feeling very dead right now. I felt a terrible pain in my arm, and the disciples of Lee University, who had to make themselves visible, kept undoing it and shouting for me to stand up.

In addition, there is now a little guy named Mujin who has suppressed his arm.

“hey. If you resist, you’ll break your arm. “Why don’t you just surrender?”

Squeak.

He was pressing his arm moderately and adding a subtle threat.

Mujin had no intention of breaking the arm of a child who was more than twenty years older than him. I just said this in hopes that the child would surrender before he gets hurt.

The only problem was Mugung’s current situation.

“Uh-huh! “Wake up!”

“This is an opponent who hasn’t even trained properly! “With your strength, you will be able to solve it!”

On one side, Lee Dae disciples who wanted to make a good impression were yelling at him to stand up.

I’m sorry.

“Hey. If you apply more force, your bones will fall out? Don’t you feel it? If you push just a little harder, you’ll be crippled for the rest of your life. men and horses. Just surrender quickly.”

On the other side, Mujin was holding his arm and threatening him.

In the end, Mugung was unable to withstand the pain coming from her arm and the terrifying pressure coming from both sides.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Ugh. Black. “Aaaaa!!”

I ended up crying.

That kid was a head taller than the other kids and acted like an adult.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Seeing Mugung, who boasted a particularly large size among his peers, lying on the ground and wailing loudly, silence immediately fell in the training hall.

“I solved it. I solved it. I’m sorry. huh? It’s my fault.”

When Mugung burst into tears, Mujin urgently released the armbar, comforted her and gently applied pressure to her arm, which must have been under pressure.

“Eight. So why did you make me fight with a child for no reason?”

It was a legitimate sparring, but Mujin muttered to himself, feeling like he was bullying a child who was over 20 years older than him.

Naturally, everyone’s attention was focused on Hye-jeong, who had arranged this sparring match.

“Hmm.”

One of Lee University’s disciples who came to his senses quickly cleared his throat, and only then did everyone turn their heads.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Ugh. Chi, shameful!”

At that time, Mugung, who was in the middle of crying, shouted in a sad voice.

“Are you saying it’s cruel?”

“You suddenly rushed in as soon as it started! And you attacked with a strange technique, not Yeonhwankwon! It’s disgusting! “If I fight properly, I can win!”

Mugung, who was pretending to be an adult, burst into tears once and started acting like a child and screaming wildly.

“Oops. I see. sorry. Our Rose of Sharon is very good at Yeonhwangwon. “Yes, that’s right.”

“It’s not the Rose of Sharon, it’s the Rose of Sharon!!”

“Oops. I see.”

Around this time, Mujin was in the middle of comforting Mugung, who was lying on the floor and whining.

“After listening, I see that Mugung’s words make sense.”

One of Lee Dae’s disciples, who was watching the situation, stepped forward and said.

“When it comes to sparring between Shaolin disciples, it is natural to use Shaolin martial arts. “You broke that rule.”

The great disciple spoke triumphantly as if he had caught the gun, but Mujin, who was in the midst of comforting Mugung, just snorted.

“Surely you didn’t tell me a few days ago? Shaolin martial arts focuses on ‘subduing’ the enemy.”

“Yes.”

“I definitely defeated Mugung. “It’s much neater than using a renewal voucher.”

“What!?”

“If we had used Yeonhwan-kwon, we would have kept punching each other, but if we had done that, our injuries would have been more serious than they are now. But what about now? Mugungi burst into tears, but she wasn’t hurt at all, right?”

He threatened to break my arm, but in the end he didn’t break it. He was even careful when tackling the person, so he didn’t hit his head or anything else.

In other words, he succeeded in subduing him without leaving a single wound or injury on his body.

“Well, that…” … .”

“That is far-fetched! How can you not use Shaolin martial arts in Shaolin sparring!”

In response to Mujin’s logical rebuttal, Lee Dae’s disciples, who seemed much older on the outside, began to act unreasonably.

Hyejeong, who watched the scene for a moment, quickly realized that the atmosphere was not going well and stepped forward.

“Mujin.”

“yes. Hyejeong Sasukjo.”

“What you mean is that you deliberately used that technique to subdue Mugung without hurting him.”

“That’s right.”

“Then, the technology you used can be seen to some extent to be in line with our Shaolin’s wishes.”

“!!!”

“So, today’s sparring is Mujin’s victory.”

The students of Lee University looked at Hye-jeong with surprised faces again at Hye-jeong’s sudden defense. Even Moo-jin, who thought of Hye-jeong as an old man, also had a surprised look on his face.

However, Hyejeong’s words were not over yet.

“one. There is one important issue missing here. The technique you used may be able to subdue your opponent more efficiently than Yeon Hwan Kwon. However, that only happens when the opponent’s level is poor. The reason why we, Shaolin, learn martial arts. “It is to subdue vicious madunas and evil enemies who have learned martial arts.”

The reason why Hyejeong stopped the efforts of Lee Dae disciples and acknowledged Mujin’s victory.

That was because of the strange current that began to flow among the initiated disciples who were watching the sparring.

The Yeonhwan-won that they had worked so hard to acquire over the past few months was destroyed so easily.

As if that wasn’t enough, the disciples of Lee University, who had been harassing them for the past few months, saying they would teach them a martial art that was so easily destroyed, are now forcing themselves to do so.

Among new disciples, ‘Why am I going through all this trouble to learn this?’ It was inevitable that an atmosphere would be created.

Lee Dae-dae disciples, who had little experience with social life because they were only training, could not read the mood, but Hye-jeong, a first-generation disciple who had lived a martial arts life in her own way, could sense it.

‘If we leave it like this, all of these disciples may leave Shaolin.’

It would be a relief if they just left, and if those kids who left even started a rumor about this incident, it would be such a shame for Shaolin.

Therefore, Hyejeong acknowledges Mujin’s victory and brightens the mood.

“So, this time I will personally show you the essence of our Shaolin martial arts! “The power of martial arts to deal with the vicious Madou who uses martial arts!”

The plan was to show the disappointed disciples what Shaolin martial arts were and turn their disappointment into anticipation.

“Bring me a rock!”

As Hyejeong gave instructions to Lee Dae’s disciples, the two quick-witted ones understood Hyejeong’s intention and quickly ran away.

And after a while.

Two great disciples of Lee reappeared together, holding a rock much larger than most people.

“Whoa.”

Hye-jeong approached the rock, took a deep breath, and assumed the basic posture of Yeonhwan-kwon.

“Take a good look. “This is the true power of the Yeonhwan Quan that you are learning.”

The moment when the magnificent inner energy coiled around his Danjeon spread out into the White Sea, and Hyejeong, who had finished preparing, raised her fist.

bang!!!

The huge rock shattered into pieces.

“Wow!!”

Thanks to Mujin’s performance, the young monks who had doubted Shaolin’s martial arts skills for a while burst out in exclamation.

The exclamation was mixed with the expectation that if they endured the same asceticism just a little longer, they would also gain that kind of divine power.

Hye-jeong, who was looking at this with satisfaction, looked at Mu-jin, who was the starting point of the incident.

“Oooh!”

And Mujin was also looking at the shattered rock with exclamation.

‘Wow. yes. ‘This is martial arts.’

There, the scene he had imagined while reading martial arts magazines as a child unfolded.

What is martial arts in martial arts magazines?

If you swing the sword once, Taisan will be cut off.

With one swing of the sword, hundreds of enemies can be killed.

If you swing the fist once, the enemy’s body explodes… … .

“uh… … ?”

Mujin, who was exclaiming with admiration like the other children, suddenly made a strange expression and looked at Hyejeong, pointing to the shattered rock with his hand.

“… … “Didn’t you say it was a suppression technique?”

“Well, it was like that, right?”

“It broke into pieces?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

A strange silence came to the training hall again.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,