◈ Genius (3)
The reason why Muyul made this strange suggestion to Mujin was because of advice he received from Hyegeol, a member of the Buddhist school, a few months before the start of the Yongbong branch.
– Muyul.
– Yes, Sajo!
– This martial art should only be used when you encounter an opponent in Yongbongjihoe that you cannot think of a way to beat.
With those words, Hye-geol taught Mu-yul a special secret technique a few months before participating in the Yongbong branch.
After completing the pyogwon, Hye-geol engraved the character pyo (豹) on Muhyul’s head. Biggi has been preparing for several months until the Yongbong Branch opens.
Muhyul bent his knees and lowered his upper body in a posture close to quadrupedal walking, as if he was using the pyokwon he had used so far.
And, according to the flow that has been imprinted in the body through repeated practice over the past few months, the bet is circulated.
Immediately after getting ready in an instant. Muhyul, who gained propulsion from the power of the extremely compressed bet on his thigh, rushed at Mujin with the force of a fierce tiger.
Muhyul, who narrowed the distance with an explosive movement, threw his right fist at Mujin, and the fierce power that rose from his fist erupted like sharp claws.
It was almost like a tiger stalking its prey, crouching down and then lunging at it all at once.
The four stages of Shaolin Five Fist.
It was Ilcho Maengho Gangseup (猛虎强襲), the only herbal technique of martial arts that Muhyul had learned.
At first glance, it was a similar stance to the one Muhyul had shown so far, but the power revealed at the end was truly world-class.
However, despite Muyul’s completely unexpected attack, Mujin held out his hand towards Muyul’s fist with a calm face.
An energy reminiscent of a fierce tiger’s claws was emanating from Muhyul’s right fist, and a solid golden energy was flowing from Mujin’s palm, which was facing him.
bang!!!
As the two energies collided with each other, a violent explosion and dusty wind rose up around the non-stage.
After a while, when the wind of dust cleared, it was revealed that Muhyul’s right hand was being held by Mujin’s left hand.
Mujin, who blocked the secret technique that Muyul had prepared, opened his mouth with a grin.
“So, is it my car now?”
Muhyul answered that question with a bright smile.
“no! “I’m out of strength, so I’m going to surrender!”
“… … .”
Mujin looked dumbfounded at Muyul’s answer.
‘what? How does it feel to be fooled?’
Yeah whatever. If I had been tricked by smart guys like Zhuge Se, I would have said, ‘You f*cking idiots!’ He might have been angry.
However, after Muhyul falls victim to this guy’s scheme(?), rather than anger, a sense of self-destruction comes over him.
‘I think I know why that guy fell into the habit of buying coins after Panga. Write.’
Since the difference in skill was so great, it just ended like this, and Mujin wondered if he would have ended up in the same situation as Pangafu if they were similar.
“As expected, Mujin is too strong!”
Mujin felt a bit nervous, but when he saw Muyul smiling brightly, he smiled faintly.
‘okay. This guy is not that kind of guy.’
It was probably not a lie to say that Muhyul’s strength had run out.
Muhyul, whose intelligence was lower than his physical talent, had a summons, but his resistance was clearly lower than that of Mugyeong or Mugung.
This was because due to lack of understanding, the understanding of Naegongsimbeop was low.
Since he used a lot of internal strength to fight the battle, it was inevitable that he would not have enough internal strength.
In times like these, it seemed better to show generosity as an adult.
“Still, you did well. “I didn’t even know that he had even learned the martial arts skills.”
Mujin was stroking the head of Muyul, who was smiling brightly, as if praising him.
A strange point suddenly occurred to me and I asked.
“But how did you learn Ho-kwon? Well, ho… … “I didn’t hear that Rangi was captured?”
Obviously, if a tiger had been caught, it would have inevitably caused an uproar in the palace, no matter how Shaolin it was. It was impossible to learn it in secret.
“Hmph. I couldn’t catch the tiger. Master Sajo said he would catch it after the Yongbongjihoe was over, so for now, just cook it as a herbal meal. “It’s similar to a ticket, so it won’t be difficult.”
“Oh yeah?”
Mujin thought as he answered in an uneasy tone.
‘You’re thinking of catching a real tiger… … .’
I felt like I had made the wrong first step during school.
‘Yeah well, it’s not like I’m going to catch them.’
Today too, Mujin decided to ignore Hye-geol’s hard work.
* * *
After finishing the dance and looking at Mujin and Muyul quietly talking about something, Jegal Jinhee composed himself and headed to the dance.
This was because the third dance of the third round was her turn.
Following her, a young man headed to the non-stage where five generations of warriors had gathered, just like her.
Giraffe of the Namgung family. Namgung Jincheon.
Zhuge Jinxi, who was on the off-stage, turned and looked at the young man with an indifferent face.
Beyond Namgung’s best talent, this person is called Odaesae’s best talent. Some people go further and call it Moorim Jeilgijae, the best review index.
Currently, she is aiming for Mujin, but at one time, as a member of the same five generations, she tried to surpass Namgung Jincheon’s stronghold.
But I don’t know if I know her feelings or not. Her Namgung Jincheon was just looking at her with an expression of no interest in her.
The gaze that sees everyone equally and everyone at their feet.
‘I will defeat Namgung Jincheon here and meet Monk Mujin in the finals.’
The moment when Zhuge Jinhui thinks of such thoughts and strengthens his fighting spirit.
“The Emperor of Zhuge, the daughter of Zhuge Jinhui, and the Emperor of Nangong will begin the meeting of the Nangong Jincheon Small Association!”
The referee announced the start of the fight.
* * *
Around the time when the dance started and around 10 minutes had passed.
“also… Is it like this?”
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Mujin muttered with a bitter expression as he looked at Jegal Jinhee, who had fallen off the stage and suffered an over-the-counter loss.
She fell to the floor, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth as if she had suffered internal injuries.
However, this did not mean that Zhuge Jinxi was defeated with one sword like before. If that had been the case, Bimu wouldn’t have gotten into trouble.
However, while the fight was a close match, it was difficult for Mujin to agree. Namgung Jincheon always had a relaxed attitude.
okay. What can I say?
Rather than feeling like he was seeing Zhuge Jinxi as a ‘secret opponent’, it was closer to an attitude of testing how useful the opponent was. She is male and she feels like she is her superior.
“For a woman, she’s quite useful.”
There was no room for doubt just by looking at the lines Namgung Jincheon, standing alone on the non-stage, looked down at Zhuge Jinhee who had fallen to the floor, as if he were criticizing her.
Mujin muttered unconsciously as he looked at that unlucky figure.
“You envious bastard with a golden spoon.”
As he appears as the protagonist’s nemesis in the novel, Mujin knew how much support Namgung Jincheon had grown up with.
To be honest, at that point, even saying I had a golden spoon was an understatement.
‘Diamond spoon. No, at that point, it’s almost a lifetime old spoon.’
It was Mu-jin that even made him feel regretful, wondering what it would have been like if it had been Namgung Jincheon rather than Mu-jin that he had possessed.
Well, if I had done that, I wouldn’t have met the Three Mujabae Gang or Hyeon-gwang, so there’s no way things would get better.
Mujin, shaking off meaningless thoughts, slightly turned his gaze and looked at Jegal Jinhee who had fallen off the stage.
‘… … ‘You seem quite upset.’
Mujin knew best about her competitive spirit.
Wasn’t she the woman who, after losing once in their first meeting, came alone to Shaolin’s musculoskeletal treatment clinic, which was almost like an enemy, a few days later?
However, there is no need to worry about Zhuge Jinhui.
‘If you grit your teeth and train when you lose, you’ll train. I’m not a person who will be disappointed.’
In reality, she was glaring at Namgung Jincheon as if she were going to kill him.
For some reason, Mujin felt like he might cling to him even more under the pretext of training to get revenge on Namgung Jincheon.
‘Well, this isn’t important right now either.’
Mu-jin, who caught a glimpse of Zhuge Jin-hee retreating with his fighting spirit burning, looked at Mu-gyeong who was standing next to him.
“Do well. “If you fall, I’m the only one left in Shaolin, right?”
“… … “Isn’t it usually good in the semifinals if only one person remains from each faction?”
Mu-gyeong answered as if it was absurd, but Mu-jin smiled slightly and shrugged his shoulders.
“Where is that? “Four people from Shaolin participated this time, so it would be great to see all four make it to the semifinals.”
“It would have been possible if it were all four of you. Ugh. “Let’s not talk.”
Moo-gyeong sighed and walked towards the off-stage, uncharacteristic of a monk.
And the sparring that started went as Mujin expected.
It was said that Mu-gyeong had won. It took quite some time, but Mujin didn’t think Mukyung was having a hard time.
“Did you successfully steal the open method?”
“Whew, you’re stealing. “I didn’t do anything?”
When I secretly ask Mu-gyeong, who came down from the meeting, she comes out blankly saying she doesn’t know.
Of course, there was no way that would work for Mujin.
“To deceive anyone. “You’ve been practicing the World Thirty-Six Swords since you sparred with Byeokwan Dojang two days ago, right?”
“no. Well, I just got used to it because the opponent was strong and we fought for a long time. “You didn’t steal it?”
Mujin chuckled at Mukyung’s consistent ignorance.
Well, that would be half true.
Anyway, the opponent was also a martial artist who advanced to the third game. It would have been difficult to win easily, and while the sparring continued, he would have found a way to destroy his opponent Chosik and won.
However, in the process of finding the method of destruction, you may have already been analyzing and reassembling the opponent’s martial arts in your head.
“Open’s batting stick method is good, but first, practice more with the worldly thirty-six swords you stole last time and the shaman’s martial arts. So much so that you can’t even tell that it is the thirty-sixth sword in the world. “Those two will be more helpful to my next opponent.”
“What about the next opponent, Lord Namgung Jincheon?”
“okay. As you can see, his main martial skill is a heavy sword and he is incredibly powerful, so he probably won’t be able to handle it in a head-to-head fight.”
Mu-kyung shook her head without saying anything at Mu-jin’s advice.
Because it was reasonable advice.
* * *
The third round of the Yongbong branch finals has come to an end, and the semifinal matchup has finally been decided.
The first dance is between the shaman’s Cheongsu Dojang and the Shaolin’s Mujin.
The second dance is Namgung Jincheon from the Namgung family and Mugyeong from Shaolin.
Although two of the Shaolin disciples who caused a stir at this year’s Yongbong branch were eliminated in the third round, there were still surprises.
One of them lost to Cheongsu Dojang, who was a contender for the championship, and the other was eliminated after competing with fellow Shaolin disciples.
It was surprising that two students from one sect made it to the semifinals, and in addition, stories like that have started to circulate recently.
There is talk that an incident might occur where Shaolin disciples defeat the contenders for the championship, Cheongsu Dojang or Namgung Jincheon.
By nature, humans like to line up, and since the martial arts people do not mind watching a fight, it was truly an interesting story.
Deep inside the Murim League.
There were people who were troubled by the incident that occurred at this year’s Yongbong branch.
“ha ha ha. It seems that many truly great reviewers participated in this Yongbong branch. “Isn’t that right?”
– Is it really okay if it continues like this? You all know. The fact that that item was prepared targeting Cheongsu or Namgung Jincheon.
“You are correct. Looking at them, I can say that the future of our political faction and the Murim Alliance is truly bright.”
– Huh. There is no way, right? We can’t suddenly stop the Yongbong branch here. For now, all I can do is hope that Namgung Jincheon or Cheongsu Dojang wins.
What you say on the outside is just a disguise to deceive the eyes and ears of others.
– joy. Is there really any need to just pray? All you have to do is deal with those two Shaolin disciples, or simply make them unable to advance to the semifinals.
They were sharing completely different content from what they were saying out of their mouths very naturally.
fantasy, martial arts, fusion,
