Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 98

◈ Season (2)

Baekbo Shinjeon (百步神拳).

Literally, it was a punch that spanned the distance of a hundred steps.

In fact, it was said that the attack was carried out at a distance of about 40 to 50 meters.

Even if you have reached the point where you can vent your energy to the outside, it is only natural that it becomes more difficult to handle it the further away it is from your body.

In order to manipulate energy so precisely that it can cover such distances, a complex and profound study was required.

Therefore, of course, the Hundred Treasures Divine Fist was one of the seventy-two kinds of rites of Shaolin.

‘Can I learn it?’

Mujin thought about that for a moment.

Ever since he first woke up in Mujin’s body, he had always been worried about that.

I worry about whether I will be able to interpret and understand the complex essence of martial arts, so-called jeolgi or new techniques.

Because he was not the real protagonist Mujin in the novel, but Choi Kang-hyuk, who lived in modern times.

I couldn’t imagine myself gaining enlightenment through a speech filled with random sounds.

but.

‘Whew. You can’t avoid it forever. And with Grandpa’s help, it might be possible.’

He thought that if Hyeon-gwang could explain the key points, he would be able to learn them well, no matter how lacking in understanding he may be.

“Please teach me. “Grandfather.”

“Hehehe. “I will do it.”

When Moo-jin spoke as class president and showed his respect, Hyeon-gwang burst into laughter.

* * *

The first practice of Baekbo Shinjeon was to memorize the older brother and yogyeol.

Baekbo Shinkwon subdivided the simple action of taking power into fifteen steps and went through a complex betting operation process for each step.

Moving on from there, the detailed steps had to be connected naturally into one movement rather than being cut off abruptly.

There is one fortunate thing.

‘I’m glad Grandpa Hyunkwang explained everything to me.’

Those extremely complicated points were written in Buddhist scriptures, as it were, of course. However, Hyeon-gwang did not tell Mu-jin to interpret it on his own, but rather interpreted each and every sentence and explained it to Mu-jin.

Just organizing the main points and the summary was the size of a booklet, but if you wrote down all the explanations of the main points, it would have been enough to fill four or five booklets.

And Mu-jin wrote down all the essential explanations that Hyeon-gwang had given him on paper, made an interpretation of the Baekbo New Book, and memorized it really well.

If you can’t solve a math problem with a genius mind, shouldn’t you just memorize the solution to solve it?

I met my brother over a few days like that. And Mujin, who had memorized all the essential solutions, continued to punch the air from that day on, even when he was not training his muscles.

At first, it was incredibly slow.

Because in just one administration, we had to conduct four or five book-length betting operations.

Even though I played incredibly slowly, I made far more mistakes than I did when I executed my bets correctly.

How much did it take to endlessly pump your fist in the air until you got used to the betting operation?

A month passed, and Mujin turned seventeen.

Mujin unfolds it slowly and smoothly, but at least he has become familiar with the essentials of Baekbo Shinken to the point where he does not make mistakes in betting.

‘Whew. Now we have to connect it so that the movement doesn’t break.’

After that, another three months passed, and the cold winter came to Seongsan.

Mujin was able to unfold his new power with a hundred steps at a speed similar to that of a normal regime regime. The movement also did not stop.

Every time Mujin struck a punch, golden energy erupted from his fist.

However, it was not powerful enough to live up to its name, Baekbo Divine Fist.

The energy he released only flew a distance of about three feet at most. If I had to express it, it felt like a two-step priesthood.

Hyunkwang, who had been watching the training for four months, opened his mouth.

“Hehehe. “I seem to have become familiar with the previous volume of the Baekbo Shinken, so now I need to learn the later volume.”

“Was there a successor?”

“Don’t worry. The second volume only has the gist of it. “The content is not particularly tied to a format.”

Instead, it was Hyeon-gwang who omitted the content that the yogyeol was longer and more complex.

If the content of the entire volume is about using the internal energy contained in the body according to complex principles and releasing it strongly.

The contents of the second volume were the gist of the previous volume to send the bets that had been released further, stronger, and faster.

Mu-jin again wrote down the summary and explanation of the second volume of the Baekbo Shin-kwon that Hyeon-gwang taught him on paper and memorized it.

And I tried to control the energy that came out as I unfolded the Hundred Treasures Divine Fist according to its essence.

While training was repeated, spring came.

He practiced external exercises early in the morning and in the evening. And the rest of the time, he continued to punch his fist in the air.

Then, when I used too much energy and my danjeon was empty, I sat cross-legged, drank energy, and fell into meditation.

Even during meditation, the only thought in his mind was the Baekbo Priesthood. He imagined that from a third party’s perspective, he would be watching himself unfold the Hundred Step Priesthood.

Contemplating himself in the world of images, he would ruminate on the sensation of energy radiating away from his circle.

Time passed again, and the warm, scorching sun beat down on Seongsan Mountain.

“Sigh!”

A rock that was a whopping twenty paces away was shattered by Mujin’s exhalation.

Hyunkwang, who was watching the scene, clapped with a happy expression.

“Hehehe. “Enough with Baekbo Priesthood.”

If the goal was to achieve great success in the Hundred Treasures Divine Realm, there was still a long way to go. The farther the distance that could be advanced, the more arduous and lengthy training would have to be completed in order to advance to the next level.

However, the purpose of teaching Mujin the 100-step divine power was not to attack an enemy at a distance of 100 steps.

“Now, let’s apply the skills and senses learned through Baekbo Shinken to your martial arts.”

Mujin’s purpose was to create self-defense qigong that protects the entire body by expanding the range of energy contained only in the hands and feet.

After adding the ignorant light attack called Pasanshinbo to the power of self-defense technique and Jade Geumgang technique, he launched a hand-to-hand attack. Overpowering the opponent with overwhelming strength was Mujin’s own path.

And this time, as expected, it was Mu-jin who received great help from Hyeon-gwang.

Hyeon-gwang explained ways to incorporate the essentials of Baekbo Shinjeon at the right time and place in various movements.

With the help of Hyeon-gwang, Mu-jin tried to become familiar with his martial arts, which incorporated some of the essentials of the Baekbo Shinken.

And time passed, the following spring.

Finally, the time for the Moorim competition has arrived.

* * *

Thirty-eight years ago. When the Demonic Cult invaded the central plains.

The members of the political faction formed an alliance called the Murim Alliance to fight against the Demonic Cult. And the coalition succeeded in driving out the Demon Cult after a war that lasted nearly a year.

But is it because the public enemy, the Demonic Cult, has been driven out? As time passed, the name of the Murim Alliance became less famous.

In fact, in the past, there were several cases where political factions united to prevent invasions by foreign forces, including Safa, Heukdo, and Demonicism.

At that time, the political factions united under the name of the Murim League, as if they were claiming to be the legitimate masters of the martial arts, and after the war ended, the group naturally disappeared.

But this time was different.

Perhaps because similar history has been repeated every time, the idea of ​​maintaining a coalition instead of forming one after an invasion has emerged.

And in order to maintain the alliance that was fading away, they began holding huge unity rallies every ten years thirty years ago.

Since it was a unity competition held by the Murim Alliance, it was called the Murim Competition.

There were various events at the martial arts competition, but the most meaningful event was the Yongbongjihoe (龍鳳之會), where one could identify the later leaders who would lead the political faction in the future.

As it was a competition to identify talent that would lead future political factions, the Yongbong Branch was a small-scale competition venue for prestigious factions and large families.

Naturally, each sect sent the most talented late exponents from their sect to the competition.

And this was no different for Shaolin.

The current master of Shaolin, the leader of Hyeonjabae, and the elders gathered together and after a strict meeting, the four selected disciples were preparing to leave Shaolin.

* * *

A hall of Shaolin Temple.

Hye-geol was looking at her son-in-law with a happy expression.

“Hehehe.”

Muhyul’s brightly smiling chestnut head had at some point been engraved with a picture of a leopard instead of a picture of a snake.

It was a drawing that Hye-geol herself had engraved while getting her hair done not long ago.

After training for a year and a half, this picture was engraved to show that he had mastered all the techniques, including the pyogwon (豹拳).

There are only a handful of cases in the thousand-year-long history of Shaolin that have mastered Pyoken at the age of only eighteen.

‘ha ha ha. It felt like hell when the essentials were taught to him, but once he got used to the essentials, he was the child who was most free-spirited.’

An intellect that is excessively poor compared to his excellent senses and animal-like physical abilities. At the time, when I had to repeat the same basic solution dozens, hundreds, or thousands of times to make up for my intellect, it was truly a feeling of death.

However, once he got used to the basics, he would perform his martial arts skills at a level that would rival even a genius.

So, Hye-geol spoke confidently to her in-laws.

“Muhyul. “You will be able to make the name of Shaolin and the Five Fist of Shaolin famous in this martial arts competition!”

“Hehe. “Really?”

“cancer! “Of course!”

“So am I going to win?”

Hye-geol, who had been answering vigorously, flinched at Mu-yul’s bright question.

“If the match-up is good, won’t you make it to the finals?”

As Hye-geol answered, the face of a certain student appeared in her mind.

The three great disciples are only eighteen years old, and there is one monster who has already surpassed the level of the two great disciples. It existed in Shaolin.

* * *

“You shouldn’t be excited about participating in the Yongbong branch.”

“yes. Sajo.”

To Hyedam’s blunt advice, Mugung also responded in a blunt tone.

Looking at that calm figure, Hyedam could only remember the feeling of satisfaction.

Of course, his expression was still very blunt.

“The martial arts competition will be a great experience for you.”

We have been together and watched over the past three and a half years. What his son needed most was self-esteem and confidence.

I could have been swayed by such emotions and acted arrogantly or made a wanton mistake, but thanks to the constant training I had done for three and a half years, the probability of making such a mistake was very low.

Rather, Mugung was a child who had the tendency to strengthen his immovability through such self-esteem.

So, if you meet, fight, and win against later exponents of other sects in this martial arts tournament, it will be of great help to Mugung.

From that perspective.

‘Should I just hope for good fortune?’

Hyedam had to think of a thought that was completely uncharacteristic of him.

There was one child in Shaolin whom Mugung did not want to meet if possible.

* * *

“Go and beat up the guys you don’t like. Hehehe.”

Hye-gwan spoke in a cocky manner as always and took a sip of her drink.

“But you shouldn’t kill anyone.”

“… … Do you know that I am Sajo?”

To Hye-gwan’s joke, Mu-gyeong grumbled in reply.

This guy, who was very timid in the past, has had a strange change in his personality.

Well, after being beaten for three and a half years in the name of training, it was strange that I didn’t become crooked.

However, Hyegwan did not regret her training method.

It felt somewhat crooked and grumpy, but at least it rarely descended into madness anymore.

Instead of the personality going back and forth like a dual personality, it felt like the two personalities were properly mixed together, so Hyegwan thought that things were better now than in the past.

‘Hehehe. That’s enough.’

As for martial arts, there was nothing to worry about since he was such a genius.

With the power of the Summoning Team, his skill level increased, and he gained great wings thanks to constantly training his body with Mujin’s training methods.

“I guess I’ll just come in second place.”

“Isn’t that usually what you have to do to win?”

In response to Mu-gyeong’s answer, Hye-gwan gestured somewhere with her chin, as if she didn’t feel like answering verbally.

That place was in the direction of Hyeon-gwang’s residence.

“You might be able to overcome it in the future, but it doesn’t seem like right now. Amitabha Buddha.”

“Please give us a little support, even verbally.”

“okay. I will pray to the Buddha that I don’t meet Mujin until the finals. Hehehe.”

Hye-gwan thought while smiling bitterly.

It is true that my son-in-law is a genius. From that perspective, how should we describe Mujin?

‘Mutation? monster?’

Hye-gwan, thinking of such a thought, smiled and glanced at her arm without realizing it.

This was the area where we clashed while sparring with Mujin not long ago.

‘I never would have thought that Hyeon-gwang Sa-baek’s Taesa-son would use such ignorant martial arts.’

In the end, it was Hye-gwan who won, but succeeded in subduing him only after giving his all.

He is said to be an unstoppable hero, and a mere 18-year-old kid has brought out his power that makes the evil people living in the central plains tremble.

Although it was more difficult because we had to subdue it rather than kill it.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,