Genius Martial Arts Trainer Chapter 4

◈ Fist of Shaolin

After the Buddhist scriptures, which were like a war (against drowsiness), were over.

“and. Mujin. “How have you never slept?”

Muhyul, who was sitting next to me and had been beaten more than 20 times with a bamboo stick, asked me with his eyes shining brightly.

Muhyul, who was bright-headed, said that the most difficult time was the Buddhist scriptures, where difficult Chinese characters appeared one after another.

So, I was often beaten with a bamboo stick every day, but today the number of times was twice as much as usual.

Thanks to Mujin’s accident during early morning training and breakfast, Lee Dae’s disciples were already preparing to scold Mujin.

However, Mujin was busy analyzing the current situation and planning for the future, and did not show any signs of dozing off during the Buddhist scriptures, and sadly, Muyul, who was sitting next to him, ended up monopolizing the affection that should have been directed at Mujin.

Muyul, who was naive, did not even know about the situation, and just looked proudly at Mujin, who did not fall asleep even once while he was beaten over 20 times.

“huh? “How did you not fall asleep?”

“huh. huh! I get scolded all the time. Even if I listen to Buddhist scriptures, I still feel sleepy. I think it makes me sleepier than the lullaby my mother sang to me when I was young. Hehehe.”

Seeing Muyul smiling innocently even after being beaten like that with a bamboo stick, Mujin sighed and burst into laughter.

I was single until I was 37 because I was so busy with work, but I thought it would have been like this if I had gotten married early and had children.

“How did you survive without falling asleep?”

“Yep.”

“That’s simple. Just listen with one ear and let it go with the other.”

“huh? Both ears are open, so how can I hear with only one ear? Can I block one side?”

In response to Mujin’s playful reply, Muyul covered his right ear with a serious expression and muttered to himself.

“ah. ah. Wooden Amitabha Buddha. huh? Do you only hear it with your left ear? It’s not? “I can hear it on the right too.”

“… … .”

Mujin watched the scene for a while and decided to change his thoughts about Muyul a little.

‘Not a son, but a nephew.’

Anyway, my future son won’t be that stupid. cancer.

“Ah, but Muhyul. “After Buddhist scriptures, what’s next?”

“Next is of course morning training! It’s already been three days and you forgot your routine again? Hehehe. “It looks like Mujin is secretly in a bad mood.”

“… … .”

Mujin thought to himself that if it weren’t for his nephew, he would have hit him once, then sighed and said.

“Then first, I guess I’ll have to go to the training ground.”

“huh? “Is there still some time left?”

“Because there’s something I need to do in advance.”

“huh? “Something I need to do in advance?”

Instead of answering Muyul’s question, Mujin moved towards the training ground with brisk steps.

“What do you need to do in advance?”

Muhyul, with a bright face, followed behind Mujin.

After exchanging light chat with Muhyul, I arrived at the training hall and saw that a few monks had settled down first and were moving around.

Although they are introductory disciples of Shaolin Temple, most of them are young children who have not yet reached puberty, so they want to play whenever they have free time.

Even when they had free time, only a handful of children came out to the training center and trained.

Among the few model student monks, some were doing the ignorant training they had done in the early morning, while others were doing the regime while drunk.

“Tsk tsk.”

Mujin, who was glancing at the scene, clicked his tongue with a sad expression and flopped down on the stone floor.

In that state, I slowly spread my feet to the left and right and tilted my upper body toward my left leg.

‘oh. Is it because I have a young body? It’s very flexible, isn’t it?’

Mujin felt it from the moment he stretched out his legs, but when his body was stretched wide without any particular pain, he let out a small exclamation inwardly.

The reason why Mujin headed to the training center before exercising. That was to do some stretching beforehand.

Stretching before and after exercise was a basic of the basics. Even if it is to avoid suffering as you get older, and to avoid damaging your body through excessive exercise.

“Seup.”

“Whoa.”

This time, as usual, I was taking deep breaths repeatedly to relax my leg muscles.

Mu-jin caught the sight of Mu-yul standing awkwardly and looking down at him.

“Yul. Do you want to join us too?”

“Yes? “Mujin, what are you doing?”

“okay. You should do it in advance too. “Otherwise, you’ll suffer from bone disease later on?”

Muyul, who looked like he was thinking about Mujin’s words for a moment, made a decision and flopped down on the ground like Mujin.

“Is it okay if I stretch my legs like this?”

“oh. yes. yes. you’re good? “Then do you want to try this too?”

As Mujin slowly leaned forward with his legs outstretched and exhaled, Muhyul also imitated the stretching motion in a very natural manner.

‘Maybe it’s because this guy is young, but the stretching is easy to follow?’

After all, should we learn exercise from a young age? That was when Mujin was thinking to himself.

‘Tsk.’

As soon as the Buddhist scriptures were over, Mugungi, who was training, came running from the training hall, clicked his tongue, and caught a glimpse of the two.

“Whoa.”

After catching her breath, Mugung turned her attention away from Mujin and Muyul and focused on her own body.

In fact, Mugung had no particular interest in Mujin. Although Mujin looked pathetic for making up such a lame excuse to skip her training, she had no intention of laughing at him like her other classmates.

This was because he understood that it would be more helpful for him to swing his fist one more time instead of laughing at the two.

Although Mugung was only a child of thirteen, her hair grew thicker as her body grew faster than her peers.

It was more important to focus on training and work hard to be recognized by the teacher when there was time to worry about the fights between the kids.

It was his dream to become a named disciple of Shaolin Temple and make a name for himself in martial arts.

In other words, for Mugung, Mujin was nothing more than a stepping stone that he had to step on to achieve his dream.

“bout!!”

In order to be recognized by Lee Dae disciples and Hyejeong and become a named disciple, Mugung gave a loud cheer and repeatedly pumped his fists in the air.

It is an introductory martial art from the Shaolin Temple that Mugung has learned over the past three months. They were herbivores from Yeonhwan-kwon.

“Atta. “You have a nice voice.”

At the sound of Mugung’s loud cheering, Mujin, who was in the middle of stretching with Muyul, let out an exclamation without realizing it.

“lol. Isn’t the Mugung death penalty amazing? His voice is loud and his fists are really strong! “Does your fist just make a banging noise?”

Muyul, who was in the middle of stretching along with Mujin, added a hint of humor to Mujin’s words.

Mujin, who was sitting in front of him, had a clear voice, as if he had already forgotten that he had to spar with Mugung in a week.

“Death penalty?”

“huh. Of course it’s the death penalty. He came in two months earlier than me. Oh, come to think of it, Mujin came in a month later than me, so you should call me a death penalty?”

“That’s okay, so that means that Mugung guy has been training for over three months, right?”

“huh. You were probably the first to come in, right? In addition, he did much better than other brothers who came in similarly, so his masters and Master Hye-gwang’s master praised him every day. “It is said that the martial arts executioner’s Yeonhwan Kwon (連環拳) is the best.”

“Oh yeah?”

After hearing Muyul’s entire explanation, Mujin burst into laughter.

‘It’s like a monk with a bowl the size of a soy sauce bell.’

I thought they named him because he was reasonably big, but it seems like they named him the best among his peers.

You put a guy like that aside and only give him a week (seven weeks and nights).

‘It’s a kids’ fight anyway, so I won’t lose… … .’

Boom!!

As Mugung repeatedly announced his regime in the air, creating a castle that was inappropriate for his age, a picture of what would happen a week later naturally appeared in Mujin’s head.

Winning wasn’t a big problem, but the problem was the process.

‘The physical difference is too big?’

Mujin had a strong feeling that even if he won, he would look unsightly.

I don’t know if it was the original Choi Kang-hyuk’s body, but the current person was Mujin, who was only twelve years old.

‘It’s also embarrassing to get into a vicious fist fight with a kid who is over 20 years older than you. under.’

While Mujin was thinking about such difficulties, the training ground suddenly became a little noisy.

Between Buddhist prayer time and morning training time. During the break, the monks who were playing began to flock to the training ground one by one.

As soon as they approached the training hall, the sound of the bell announcing the start of the five o’clock hour (11 a.m. to 1 p.m.) rang throughout the Shaolin Temple, and soon Hye-jeong and Lee Dae disciples appeared in the training hall.

“For morning training, as always, we will practice Yeonhwanquan, the introductory martial art of Millennium Shaolin!”

Hye-jeong, who arrived at the training hall and looked at Mu-jin for a moment, caught a glimpse of him and shouted in a serious tone.

And for some reason, Mujin’s eyes began to sparkle after hearing Hyejeong yell.

An opportunity to learn the introductory martial arts of Shaolin.

As an avid reader of martial arts magazines, this was truly a dream situation.

Mujin resisted the physical training that took place in the early morning because it was the field he knew best, but martial arts was a completely different story.

Mujin was not an idiot who pretended to know a little about a field he knew well. What if she actually actively tries to learn?

furthermore.

‘If it’s Yeonhwangwon, it was the fighting method that that guy named Mugung used earlier, right?’

It is a martial art used by the opponent with whom one must spar in a week. Aren’t there also famous sayings left behind by great saints? If you get tired, it’s a disaster.

They said that there was nothing wrong with Mujin learning Yeonhwangwon, even if it was just to easily defeat that big boy.

“Japanese eclipse! “Heart-centered fist!”

“bout!!”

“bout!!!”

In response to the shouts of Hye-jeong, who was at the head of the table, the children’s monks started blowing their fists one after another, starting from the first second, and the disciples of Lee Dae, assisting Hye-jeong, began going around the practice hall, pointing out and correcting the children’s posture.

“Four meals!”

Hye-jeong, who was at the head of the table and shouting with solemn energy, began to have a subtle frown at some point.

‘Why is that child receiving training so obediently?’

The reason was Mujin.

The guy who had a series of accidents during early morning training and breakfast time is now training diligently, as if he has reflected on himself, and it is truly amazing.

As a Buddhist disciple, I cannot persecute a child who shows reflection on his mistakes.

If the mistake that child committed was not that he dared to go against the Millennium Shaolin training method, I might have forgiven him if he had shown even that level of reflection.

Or, to put it bluntly, which sect would forgive someone who ignored their own sect’s training methods? Since this was Shaolin and the other person was a child, they only tried to punish him by giving him seven days and nights and sparring.

If it had been any other sect, he would have been at least crippled the moment he pulled out something stupid like that. Even if it’s a child.

Hyejeong wasn’t the only one thinking of such thoughts.

‘what? Why is Yeon Hwan-kwon following along so well?’

The disciples of Lee Dae, who were walking around the training hall and looking at the postures of the monks, were also feeling a similar sense of absurdity as Hyejeong.

As expected, Mujin’s Yeonhwanwon was not at all lacking compared to other children. Of all the children here, even though he was the one who arrived late in life.

Although Lee Dae’s disciples and Hye-jeong may not have known, today was the first time Mu-jin learned Yeonhwan-kwon. Because Choi Kang-hyuk was replacing the original Mujin.

However, Mujin was practicing Yeonhwan-kwon in a similar way to other children.

This was partly because I had carefully observed Mugung’s movements during the break a little while ago, and partly because the young monk named Mujin had outstanding talent, befitting the main character in a novel.

‘How is it so simple?’

Above all, the biggest reason was that the person in Mujin’s body was Choi Kanghyuk.

Yeonhwankwon is an introductory martial art.

In particular, as the initiating disciples were young, the movements of Yeonhwanquan, which were tailored to the age of the disciples, were quite simple compared to other martial arts of Shaolin Temple.

However, that only means that the movements are simpler compared to other martial arts. Usually, younger monks would take several days just to understand and memorize all the movements.

However, the current Mujin is a Dongja-seung, but it was not a Dong-ja-seung. He had been working hard for ten years, and although he was not a martial arts expert, he was imbued with the spirit of Choi Kang-hyuk, who served in the special forces and learned his own fighting techniques.

Naturally, the martial arts training for fellow monks seemed too simple to him.

‘her. ‘What on earth is this guy?’

‘You show such an attitude early in the morning, and your talent is so outstanding.’

‘The Buddha gave talent and took away humanity. ‘Amitabha Buddha.’

The disciples of Lee University, unaware of such circumstances, only tried to hide their surprise at Mujin’s talent. This was because there was no student at Lee University who wanted to praise the troublemaker and troublemaker.

Well, the disciples of Lee University may be surprised or not.

Mujin was currently practicing Yeonhwangquan, with one part of his head immersed in his own thoughts.

‘Fighting with that guy with this is really the most ignorant thing in the world, isn’t it?’

The operation of Yeonhwan-kwon is quite simple. In other words, as it had low technical complexity, it was also a fighting method whose power was easily influenced by physical ability.

In other words, fighting with Mugung, who was physically superior to his current self, with Yeonhwan Kwon was no different from imposing a penalty on himself.

So how can I cleanly defeat that big-ass kid who is over 20 years older than me?

During training, take a moment to quietly observe Mugung’s punches.

‘ah! ‘I guess I can use that?’

In Mujin’s mind, a method to subdue Mugung at once occurred to him.

fantasy, martial arts, fusion,