Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 19

◈ Group training supervision (group PT) (2)

“Hmm. “Isn’t it too small to compare with just three?”

“Isn’t it still difficult for everyone to believe in our family’s training methods? “If the training was conducted with too many children and it was ineffective, I thought I would be wasting the time of other initiating disciples, so I thought I would start with only three people.”

Hyeonseong’s eyes lit up at Mujin’s explanation.

‘I never thought this child would have thought that far.’

Doesn’t that mean that it was a choice made out of consideration for the owner of Nahandang himself, Hyejeong, who is in charge of training the new university disciples, and the Lee University disciples?

Hyunseong nodded with a satisfied expression on his thoughtful choice.

“Then first, do as you said and train with those three. “We will wait until the end of three months to decide on additional matters.”

“I am just grateful to the head monk for his consideration.”

Mujin, who received permission from Hyeonseong, expressed his gratitude by raising a royal rite.

‘Good.’

Of course, it wasn’t really a choice made out of consideration for Hyeonseong or others.

‘Are you teaching other guys what’s pretty?’

Mujin was busy raising his still weak body, and had no intention of taking care of dozens of children for free.

* * *

Early morning the next day.

Mugung woke up as usual and headed to the training ground as soon as he woke up.

Mugung, a hard-working person who did not like to show weakness in front of others, as soon as he arrived at the training ground, he grabbed his hunting bag and tried to take Mabo.

“hey. “What are you doing there?”

If only the guy from Mujin, who came out to the training ground afterwards, hadn’t started talking to me.

“What are you doing? “Can’t you see I’m trying to train?”

“You don’t have to do that today. men and horses.”

“???”

“Starting today, you have to exercise with me. “You, Muyul, and Mukyung.”

“??????”

Around this time, Mugung, who couldn’t understand Mujin’s words, looked around with a puzzled look on his face.

Before we knew it, Beopgang, who had come out to the training hall, backed up Mujin’s words.

“What Mujin said is right. “You three must train with Mujin for three months from today.”

For Mugung, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Mugung would hang out with Mujin and warm up his body with muscle extension techniques or practice Yeonhwangwon, but he never did physical training together.

This was because both Lee Dae disciples and Hyejeong knew that Mujin’s training method was denied.

As a Mugung who dreams of becoming a named disciple of Shaolin, would he have the courage to do something that would be criticized by his monks?

From that perspective.

‘Just because you hung out with that guy, you’ve already been caught!’

The call to train with Mujin could only be heard as a call to kick him out of Shaolin.

However, whether Mugung was frustrated or not, Muhyul and Mugyeong, who were with him, had nothing on their faces.

“Hehe. “So, starting today, we’ll also be doing what Mujin is doing?”

“Mu, Priest Mujin. “Please, please be gentle.”

Mugung was once again frustrated at the sight of the two thoughtless priests.

‘The dormitories view me at the same level as those two… … .’

While Mugung was playing drums and janggu alone, Hyejeong, who had already arrived at the training hall, burst out from the mouth of a magnificent lion.

“Start early morning training!”

At the same time, all the initiated disciples took their own sachets and began to drink Mabo.

puck!

“Wake. men and horses.”

Moojin coolly hit Mugung on the back of the head and woke him up.

“You all have been tormenting your lower body and knees by doing mabona every day, so today let’s start with your arms, which are probably the ones that have been lacking the most exercise.”

To demonstrate, Mujin first held two sags in each hand and alternately folded his arms to show how to exercise his biceps.

“ruler. “It’s our first time with Mugyeong and Muhyul, so let’s only carry one sachet, and since Mugungi is strong, let’s start with two.”

Immediately after the demonstration, Mujin led the training by having the children hold a sachet in their hands.

“Hehe. “It’s really comfortable.”

“I-I think I can do it at this level.”

Muhyul and Mugyeong looked happy at the thought that it was much more comfortable than the Shaolin training they had been through until then.

‘shit! You can’t become a Jinsan disciple if you only do these kinds of exercises!’

Mugung, on the other hand, was internally yelling at the training that was too easy. If she spits it out, she will be stabbed by Mujin again.

However, it seemed a bit premature for the three of us to think that training was easy.

“Okay, if you’ve done all 15 times, your muscles will be a little warmed up, so shall we try adding more saccs one by one?”

The intensity of training was scheduled to gradually increase steadily.

One more sarang in each hand, Muhyul and Mugyeong each have two. Mujin and Mugung held three sarangs in their hands.

Instead of the number of sags increasing, I reduced the number of times and immediately after completing twelve, the number of saṇangs increased one by one again.

After lifting it ten times for the third time, the children’s reactions gradually changed.

“Priest Mujin. “I don’t think I can.”

Mu-gyeong’s negative side is slowly starting to emerge.

“Hmm.”

Mugung, with the veins on his forehead standing, started to stubbornly lift the four sags again.

“Ummmm. Mujin? “My arm won’t rise, what should I do?”

And for some reason, Muyul still had a bright expression on his face.

“Hey. Don’t give up just because you can’t. “Now, I’ll help you, so give it as much strength as you can.”

It may be obvious, but Mujin was not one to lower the intensity of exercise just because it was difficult.

He willingly lifted the arms of Muhyul and Mugyeong, who were struggling underneath them.

It was a very minimal amount of strength, just enough for Muhyul and Mugyeong to lift it with all their breastfeeding strength.

“For Kyung and Yul, the maximum is three each. Are there about four palaces? So from now on, just reduce it one by one. Let’s do two at a time.”

What Mujin is doing is a pyramid set, one of the famous exercise methods.

The method was to start with a light weight, go up to the maximum weight that could be lifted, and then gradually reduce it again.

It had the advantage of being able to warm up by lifting light weights and continuing to exercise even with tired muscles after hitting the maximum weight.

In other words, it was said to be one of the exercise methods that can squeeze your muscles to the limit.

And, aside from the biceps, the muscles that Mujin could squeeze were infinite.

“good. “After a brief rest for the biceps, it’s time for the triceps.”

Biceps, triceps, deltoids, forearms, etc.

Ban Si-jin wants to squeeze all the muscles from his arms to his shoulders one by one.

The three men’s arms were trembling, causing tremendous vibration.

‘W-was this such a difficult exercise?’

In particular, Mugung’s face was full of embarrassment as he was implicitly belittling Mujin’s training.

Shaolin training usually involved using the entire body. So, after finishing his training, his whole body would ache and he would feel so exhausted that he would collapse on the floor.

However, Mujin’s exercise method had a completely different direction.

I didn’t use my lower body or abdominal muscles very much, so I had no problem standing.

“Wow, I don’t have any strength in my arms at all.”

In the case of the arm that was exercised intensively, it was not possible to even lift a single chopstick.

“Mujin. “It’s all over now~?”

Even Muhyul, who used to be so bright, asked Moojin with a slightly watery expression. With every muscle in her arms clenched, she expected there would be nothing more to do.

“Now that we’ve done one lap, we have to go one last lap. “I rested for half an hour, so I can start with my biceps again.”

There was no way Mujin could let him go that easily.

Mu-gyeong, who was timid, shouted with an unusually startled face at Mu-jin’s terrible story.

“Shh, I can’t believe I rested!! What do you mean, Priest Mujin!?”

Naturally, the beginner disciples and Lee Dae disciples who were training separately next to him glared at Mu-gyeong, but Mu-gyeong had no time to pay attention to their gazes.

I feel like my arm is going to be cut off right now, so what does looking at me have to do with it?

However, despite Mu-kyung’s resistance, Mu-jin just smiled brightly and responded.

“At first, you worked out your biceps and only worked on other parts during the half-time examination. My biceps were rested for half an hour. is not it?”

With smiles as bright as those from Muhyul, the three of them had the same thought.

‘It’s a horse.’

‘The basket was here!’

‘Mom. Mujin got strange again. ‘Hmph.’

* * *

Afternoon after finishing the scheduled work.

As always, the initiated disciples gathered in the training hall and conducted their own independent training.

And today again, Mujin was doing something strange by himself.

“Mujin, what are you doing?”

Even after being harassed like that in the early morning, Muhyul just asked the question.

Mujin confidently explained to Muyul the masterpiece he had created.

“this? Punching ball. No, it’s a hitting ball.”

A tree located on one side of the training ground. It was a punching ball made by hanging a rope from a thick branch of the tree and tying it with a sandbag.

“A hitting ball? What is it?”

“hmm. Let me demonstrate first. “Take care of Gyeong and Goong.”

Mu-jin said the same thing to Mu-gyeong and Mugung, who were looking like they had been forcibly taken away, and then showed them a demonstration.

First, I closed my fist lightly. Tap it for a moment as if you were throwing a boxing jab.

Mujin, who had a good posture, used the Yeonhwan Kwon he had been training for several months and hit the batting ball with ease.

“ruler. This is how I write it. You can’t just practice Yeonhwanquan in the air all the time, right? So, first, practice light continuous attacks with this. Or you can do shadow boxing like this.”

Mujin once again used Yeonhwangwon’s herbivorous attacks in succession, occasionally showing moves to dodge the striking ball as if it were an imaginary enemy.

“wow! “I want to try it too!”

After hearing Mujin’s explanation, Muyul was happy like a child who got a new toy, and Mukyung also seemed quite curious, although she didn’t say anything.

And Mugung, who was watching from behind, pointed to something next to him and asked.

There, several snakes were tied tightly with rope to a wooden pole in the training hall.

“Then what is that?”

“Oh, that one. A punching bag. “This is also for martial arts training, but you can train with it that you can’t do with a striking tool.”

Mujin once again took a stance in front of the striking battery to demonstrate.

However, the atmosphere was different from when I hit the batting ball. From the beginning, he took the correct posture, calmed his breathing, and practiced his internal energy.

And the moment when the power that started from Danjeon spread out to the Sajibaekhae.

puck!!

Mujin’s fist flew through the wind, hitting the striking battery and making a heavy sound.

“ruler. This is used to practice utilizing internal energy. If you use it in the air, you won’t be able to know what it will feel like when you hit the opponent, right? However, if we hit each other with our inner strength, we will score a goal.”

Mujin, who briefly explained the striking ball and the striking battery, spoke to the trio.

“ruler. So, from now on, in the afternoon, I will practice the application of Yeonhwan-kwon by loosening my hands with the striking tool, and I will practice Yeon-hwan-kwon with internal power as a hitting bag. got it?”

“Yep! “Then can I try that hitting ball first?”

As soon as Mujin’s explanation was over, Muyul ran towards the batting hole as if running away and started swinging his fist.

Mujin muttered as he looked at Muyul, who was swinging his fist while looking blankly at the batting ball with a possessed face.

“… … “It’s not some kind of cat.”

It looked just like a cat that found cat grass.

“Is it a real cat? It’s my first time, so why am I doing so well… … .”

The sight of boxers and martial arts players hitting a punching ball often seems playful, but in reality, it is not an easy exercise to practice.

However, Muhyul was hitting a punching ball for the first time today, and was shadow boxing, even getting into the rhythm.

surely. His physical skills seemed to be the most outstanding among the initiated disciples.

‘It’s a problem with my head. Head.’

Mujin shook his head and this time looked at Mugung who was approaching the strike battery.

Mugung, who had already been training tirelessly with Yeonhwan Quan, was actually itching to try out his internal skills.

That’s why Mugung chose a hitting battery instead of a hitting ball. And Mugung, standing in front of her striking battery, concentrated her mind to create a louder hitting sound than her Mujin.

puck!!!

When Mugung punched with all his might, a cool hitting sound came out.

“Hahaha, how are you? “My skills.”

“Okay, okay. “It’s refreshing.”

Whether Mugung was showing off or not, Mujin, who was digging his little finger into his ear, waved his hand as if to shoo away flies and pushed Mugung away.

“ruler. “I did it once, so get out of the way, and now it’s Mu-gyeong’s turn!”

“I, I shouldn’t do that (hit ball) either… … Will it work?”

Mu-gyeong asked in a slightly tense tone, but Mu-jin just stared at him without saying a word and took a seat in front of the batting battery with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.

“Have confidence! you can do it! ruler. Concentrate! Think of that striking battery as that Mu-tae guy from back then and hit him! “You did well last time!”

Mu-jin gave words of encouragement from the side to boost Mu-kyung’s confidence, but Mu-kyung’s face was red as if it was burdensome.

* * *

After that, Mujin still wanted to be recognized by Hyeonseong. And above all, they worked tirelessly day and night to raise the physical level of the trio.

In order for him to survive and see the ending of this novel, those three were absolutely necessary talents.

Mu-gyeong was a child who would become a blood monk in the future, and I was confident that if only the shortcomings of Mu-yul and Mugung-do were corrected, they could grow up to be big enough.

You might think that it would be better to take more time to train yourself instead of taking care of those three things.

‘You need to get insurance. cancer.’

People’s affairs were unpredictable. In particular, he is now possessed as the main character in a novel called ‘Mujin’.

I don’t know if his talent would be outstanding as he was in the main character’s body, but the problem was that it was Choi Kang-hyuk himself who was now in the main character’s body.

Now that external attack-focused training is in progress, his knowledge as a fitness trainer has been of great help.

‘Will I ever be able to attain enlightenment about Taegeuk, the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams, reincarnation, and eons?’

To be honest, Mujin was anxious about this part.

If you were the main character in a novel, it would have been an enlightenment you came to on a false day, but for Choi Kang-hyeok, who possessed Mujin, it was extremely embarrassing nonsense.

That’s why Mujin wanted to raise the trio.

Worst case scenario. So, if you haven’t grown up to the level of ‘Mujin’, the main character in the novel. To overcome difficulties even by joining forces with them.

So, to Mujin, the trio were not only PT members but also cute nephews.

They were colleagues and insurance that would be with him in the future.

Therefore, we had to raise them as much as possible, at least in terms of external performance, and in that sense, being recognized by Hyeonseong was a very important issue.

That way, I will continue to teach them three months later.

However, contrary to Mujin’s thoughts, the time of the promise to Hyeonseong was approaching. Things started to take a strange turn.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,