Genius Martial Arts Trainer

Chapter 255:

sa-shin-dan

mu-jin, who had stepped forward, spoke up.

“it seems there’s no one else to come forward. who shall i fight first among the two of you?”

as soon as mu-jin finished speaking, cheongsu dojang and namgung jin-cheon glared at each other.

mu-jin sighed inwardly at their childish behavior, each wanting to go first.

“you both seem to have used quite a bit of your internal energy during the match. i will fight the one who recovers their energy first.”

as soon as mu-jin finished speaking, the two immediately sat down cross-legged and began to gather their energy, despite being surrounded by dozens of people.

in any other situation, a sudden attack could be fatal, but their priority was the match against mu-jin rather than such risks.

“crazy fools.”

mu-jin shook his head in disbelief.

how much time had passed in this strange tension?

namgung jin-cheon was the first to open his eyes.

as soon as he finished gathering his energy, he stood up abruptly, glaring at mu-jin.

namgung jin-cheon had endured three years of hellish training for this moment.

for someone who prided himself as a king, the idea of anyone being above him was intolerable.

but his pride also meant he couldn’t resort to underhanded tactics like sending assassins or plotting secretly.

defeating the man who looked down on him with his own strength—that was the namgung family’s way.

the determination in namgung jin-cheon’s eyes was familiar to mu-jin.

“he’s just like his grandfather.”

it was the same look namgung sword emperor had when fighting against yunheo zhenren and hyun-gwang.

“shall we begin?”

“whenever you’re ready.”

without another word, the two men moved.

boom!!

the sound of their initial clash was deafening, beyond the level of a simple sword and fist meeting.

boom!!

their continued exchanges of sword and fist produced constant explosions.

“as expected, his strength is monstrous.”

despite employing the chang-gung muae swordsmanship, known as the greatest heavy sword technique, namgung jin-cheon couldn’t overpower mu-jin.

if anything, if he slowed his internal energy flow even slightly, he would be pushed back.

screech.

the clash of mu-jin’s fist against the sword created a grating noise from the friction between the sword hilt and his palm.

as namgung jin-cheon focused on his sword, mu-jin suddenly swept his leg.

“hup!!”

barely retreating in time, namgung jin-cheon’s forehead was covered in sweat.

using his arm to block the sword while sweeping his leg—such ease in distributing his power.

though it was a blow to the pride of a direct descendant of the namgung family, known for their unrivaled heavy sword, namgung jin-cheon wasn’t discouraged.

in his match with cheongsu dojang, he hadn’t been serious.

why had he endured three years of grueling training after the yongbongji conference?

“haaaa!!”

it was for this moment.

to repay the humiliation suffered at the hands of the shaolin dragon.

boom!!

as mu-jin blocked namgung jin-cheon’s sword again, a ripple of intensity flickered in his eyes.

the impact through the sword was getting heavier with each clash.

namgung jin-cheon’s sword was growing heavier with each strike.

born as the eldest son of the namgung family, namgung jin-cheon had undergone the balmo se-su and consumed miraculous elixirs as casually as snacks.

some said that consuming excessive elixirs could turn the surplus energy into poison, harming the body.

but for namgung jin-cheon, who was born with exceptional martial bones and underwent the balmo se-su, it wasn’t an issue.

however, while he had no problem accumulating internal energy, there was a hidden flaw he didn’t realize.

when he used his martial arts, he didn’t handle his internal energy with precision.

even with reckless use of internal energy, his techniques flowed effortlessly without straining his body.

thanks to his naturally robust physique and the reinforced blood pathways from the balmo se-su.

unaware of the flaw, he couldn’t perceive it as a problem.

but three years ago, after his defeat, namgung jin-cheon realized his flaw.

and now...

boom!!

incredibly, the contact produced a metallic sound as if his body was made of brass, reminiscent of the ancient deity chi you.

however, the most bizarre aspect was that despite the dire situation...

master cheongsu’s face wore a sinister smile of pure enjoyment.

it was as if he was happiest when pushed to his limits.

while namgung jin-cheon had trained for three years to avenge his humiliation at mu-jin’s hands, cheongsu had a different goal.

after traveling to guangxi province with mu-jin, cheongsu became aware of the suffering of the common people under the cruelty of evildoers.

to protect the weak and punish the wicked, cheongsu sought the teachings of yunheo zhenren.

and now, at this moment...

– “it is said that flexibility overcomes hardness; if your taiji reaches its peak, no attack in the world will penetrate you.”

immersed in a deep state of muah ji-kyung, master cheongsu executed a technique encompassing his entire training.

the loosely formed yet all-encompassing web of his aura succeeded in encircling mu-jin’s fist.

‘now for the final strike.’

in his deep meditative state, master cheongsu prepared to unleash a lethal strike at the immobile mu-jin.

however, cheongsu overlooked one crucial aspect.

while peak softness can overcome hardness, peak hardness can tear through softness.

mu-jin tore through the aura web, closing in on the readying cheongsu in an instant.

“got you.”

with a grim light in his eyes, mu-jin grabbed cheongsu’s arm.

immediately after...

“aaaargh!”

master cheongsu’s scream echoed through the training ground.

* * *

after the duel concluded...

everyone who witnessed the duel looked at mu-jin as if he were a monster.

“that’s our instructor for you!”

except for the disciples of the zhongnan sect, who had undergone mental training with mu-jin.

even the disciples from the shaolin sect, like mu-jin, looked at him with exhausted expressions.

mu-jin saw himself as vastly inferior to hyun-gwang, but by his peers’ standards, he had already stepped into the realm of a monster.

“hm. it seems the deputy leader is decided.”

the one who broke the awkward atmosphere was dok-go pae, the leader of the qinglong unit.

“now, we will proceed with individual interviews for training and personnel distribution.”

“personnel distribution?” mu-jin asked, puzzled.

dok-go pae elaborated, “managing all eighty members at once can be problematic, so we’ll divide them into four groups of twenty. we’ll conduct brief individual interviews to allocate members to each group. during the interviews, deputy leader mu-jin will oversee the training.”

“you want me to train everyone here?” mu-jin looked perplexed.

with factions still divided and no unified leader, it seemed unlikely that his orders would be followed.

“since everyone is from different sects, training will be conducted as self-training for now. deputy leader mu-jin, your role will be to supervise and ensure no accidents occur during self-training.”

understanding dok-go pae’s intention, mu-jin nodded.

“understood.”

dok-go pae, satisfied with the answer, called over a middle-rank member from a smaller sect and headed to a pavilion next to the training ground.

as the self-training session began, the members of the qinglong unit started training reluctantly.

it wasn’t that they lacked motivation; the issue was the divided factions.

unwilling to showcase their skills in front of others, they stuck to basic exercises.

while mu-jin pondered the futility of this, disciples of the zhongnan sect approached him.

“instructor! please guide our training!”

“it’s self-training, isn’t it?”

“yes! but we want to lift weights, and there are no suitable tools here!”

at the words of a disciple, mu-jin nodded, understanding the problem.

indeed, there were no tools suitable for weightlifting here.

“then today, i’ll teach you some bodyweight exercises you can do without tools. since it’s the first day, let’s start with lower body exercises.”

bodyweight exercises, unlike weightlifting, would appear as basic physical training to outsiders.

there was no reason not to teach them in front of others.

as mu-jin began teaching the zhongnan sect disciples bodyweight lower body exercises, disciples from shaolin, wudang, jegal family, tang clan, and beggar sect also joined in.

while teaching about twenty people, mu-jin noticed something and scanned the surroundings.

‘hmm. this might make it seem like i’m forming a faction.’

mu-jin wondered if this was an opportunity to draw in some neutral sect members.

he noticed some martial artists pretending to train while sneaking glances at him.

when they made eye contact, they quickly looked away, much like gym newcomers peeking at a seasoned bodybuilder.