Muscle lengthening

 

In the evening, after the training of the annual circle that was held during the five o'clock (11 a.m. ~ 1 p.m.), all the daily work was completed.

In the front yard of the dormitory given to the monks, Mu Yul tilted his head and spoke.

"Mujin-ah? What are you doing?"

"Phew..."

After repeating something for a while, Mujin took a moment to catch his breath and stood up, answering Mu Yul's question.

"Practice to suppress the Infinite Realm in one fell swoop·"

"Defeat the death penalty forever?"

"That's right..."

"Huh? The death penalty is swaying in his fists and the sound of the wind is coming out? He's one ship (about 30 centimeters) bigger than us, isn't he?"

"A· Not up to one ship, but 20 centimeters ... Let's see· It's 3 cm a tooth. yes, it's about seven inches taller..."

Mu Yul, who was momentarily stunned by Senti's incomprehensible words, asked again.

"Hmm? The death penalty is seven inches big, and the fists are crackling?"

"Tsk... Mu Yula· You don't win a fight just because you're big."

"Huh... Was it a fight? Weren't you sparring?"

"No... That's not what it is, it's just that..."

Mu Jin sighed lightly at Mu Yul's innocent reaction.

"I can't say anything in front of him..."

There was nothing wrong with adults telling children to be careful with their words.

"After all, sparring doesn't have to be big to win. So don't chase Muyul if someone bigger than you comes at you later. Okay?"

Mujin, who had left Mu Yul a life lesson, repeated his original moves.

"Phew· It's been a long time, so you need to practice."

Although he had spent the last decade working out a line of body building and taking care of himself, he was definitely a human soldier who had served in the Special Forces for seven years. Well, the last two years have been plagued by the aftereffects of injuries.

Anyway, for five years before I got hurt, I practiced and experienced the actual martial arts to the point where I was tired of it.

And the actual martial arts were usually full of techniques that would make you squirm or die if you got it wrong.

Why is he practicing so badly now? It wasn't to defeat the child named Mugung, but to subdue him so that he wouldn't get hurt.

It was also the first time in more than a decade that he was going to use it, and his current body was not Choi Kang-hyuk's body in the first place, but the body of Mujin, who was still awkward.

Mujin decided that if he didn't practice to a certain extent, it would be dangerous in many ways.

And when Mujin was in the middle of training to save Mugung.

"Is Mujin an idiot?"

Mu Yul tilted his head again.

"If you have to win the death penalty forever, why do you keep rubbing yourself against the tree?"

The training that Mu Jin was doing was too profound for Mu Yul to understand.

* * *

After honing your skills for sparring with Mugung in your own time, it's time to go to bed·

"Hey... If you just sleep like that, you'll get sick..."

When Muyul was about to lay down on the futon, Mujin pulled it down.

"Why do you get bone sickness when you sleep and rest?"

Mu Yul asked with an innocent face, and Mu Jin clicked his tongue and said,

"Your muscles have been strained from moving since dawn until now... If you don't relax those tense and tired muscles, they'll stiffen into a contraction state."

“???”

"You don't know what you're talking about, do you?"

"Yes! Heh

"If you don't know, just do what he tells you to do. Inma· It's all about wishing you good..."

"Hmm· Am I the death penalty?"

Ignoring Mu Yul's whining words, Mu Jin made Mu Yul sit cross-legged and made him place his right arm on his left knee and stretched his left arm over his head to the right.

It was a stretch that loosened the lumbar rectus muscle, which is located on the side of the body that connects the pelvis to the ribs.

"How's that? Isn't that cool?"

"Huh? Cool? Does this make you feel cold in your body?"

"Oh . . . Nope· Didn't the muscles that were uncomfortable get better?"

"Oh! yes!! It's so much easier!"

Mu Jin laughed at the sight of Mu Yul only understanding what he was saying.

Afterwards, Mujin showed her various stretching movements to warm up her body and teach Mu Yul the stretching moves as well.

"He's a curious guy... You look like you're stupid, but you can use your body just right."

I was surprised to see Mu Yul who was so good at stretching.

* * *

The next morning·

Mujin, who woke up early in the morning for early morning training, shook Mu Yul, who was still sleeping, to wake him up.

"Huh? Why did you wake up so early?"

It was a time when the bell hadn't even rang for early morning training.

"Stretching should be done before exercising..."

Yesterday, I was suddenly dragged into the novel and overslept. Originally, Mujin was a busy man who was called a workaholic.

He forced his squirming mu to wake up and began to warm up with stretching, just like he did last night.

"But what the hell are you talking about stretching from yesterday?"

Mu Yul, who had been warming up with a sleepy face, yawned and asked, and Mu Jin rolled his head for a moment.

'Hey, I don't know. You can't speak English in a martial arts world."

If I kept writing it, the people around me would look at it strangely.

"It means muscle lengthening... That's what I'll call you from now on. You know what I mean, right?"

"Yes! It means you're going to stretch your muscles."

"Okay· If you can understand it, it should be a good word."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I was just talking to myself, so don't worry about it..."

"Heheh... Mujin seems to like talking to himself..."

By the time Mujin and Muyul finish stretching properly, The sound of the bell announcing the dawn of Shaolin echoed through the Shaolin Temple.

The two of them got ready and moved toward the theater.

Hyejeong, who appeared before the children arrived at the theater, looked at Mujin for a moment this time and then turned her head.

"You showed remorse yesterday, so today you will join the training... Tsk· But we've already decided to go to sparring, so what a shame about that."

Bullying a remorseful child was not in line with the temper of the Buddha Shaolin.

However, Hye-jeong's worries were truly useless.

Because Mu Jin didn't have the slightest intention of remorse.

"Take Mabo!!"

With Hye-jeong's cry, the other monks began to abuse her knees again.

"Suh

Mujin was breathing in a posture that had nothing to do with Mabo.

"I tightened my lower body yesterday, but I can't do it again today. Cancer·'

The method of muscle growth in modern kinesiology is based on the theory of superrecovery.

The theory was that when the human body is injured, it makes the wound stronger during the healing process.

And what's really important here is... It was the Restoration. Inflicting irreparable wounds on the muscles or continuing to build up wounds without a chance to recover.

It wasn't exercise, it was self-abuse.

But that doesn't mean you can't just exercise for one day and rest for two or three days just to recover.

That's why the daily routine came into being.

If you use your lower body one day to support your lower body, while your lower body is recovering, you will use other parts of your body, such as your arms, chest, or back, instead of your lower body.

Then, during the period of straining the other part, when the leg has recovered, the leg is stretched again.

Through such a regular routine, each part takes turns resting, but a beautiful schedule is completed with no days off from exercise.

Today's part chosen by Mujin, who tightened his lower body yesterday, It was the chest and the back.

Mujin put his hands on the ground and sat face down.

"Suh

Inhaling, Mujin slowly bent his arms, concentrating on the movement of his pectoralis major (pectoral muscles) and wing bones.

"Phew..."

Exhaling, he stretched out his arms again and lifted his upper body.

Push-ups· Or it was a push-up.

As a trainer of ten years, Mujin repeats push-ups in a posture that can be described as a classic.

'How dare you!?'

Watching the monks' demon postures, veins sprouted from Hyejeong's forehead.

'What you saw yesterday was an act to despise me!'

One of the greatest teachings of the Buddha was compassion, and when she saw that she was actively participating in the cultivation of the Lotus Realm, she felt a little weak.

'It's even worse than yesterday!!'

At least yesterday I did some slanted postures (lower body exercises like squats and lunges).

Why am I doing push-ups here by myself today?

If this act is not for that little boy named Mujin to contempt himself, what is it?

"Trees . . . Boom... Amitabha Buddha·"

Naturally, Hyejeong's mouth rang out louder than yesterday's, and the sound of chanting and teething.

"Suh

"Phew..."

Mujin, who was busy concentrating on his muscles, didn't even care.

* * *

It was breakfast time that was waiting for Mujin, who had been tormenting his back and chest muscles as best he could during the early morning training.

"Just a few more beans and mushrooms, please!"

Monks' Meal Bowls· Mujin, who had already filled the bar with beans and mushrooms, exclaimed as if he couldn't be satisfied with that.

"Uh-huh! A disciple of the Buddha is a picky eater!"

The Grand Disciple Li, who was serving food, was already aware of Mujin's notoriety, so he shouted sternly.

"Aren't all the other kids avoiding beans and mushrooms anyway? Isn't it really wrong for farmers and herbalists to leave behind the food they have laboriously grown and gathered? I will show the Buddha's mercy by eating the remaining beans and mushrooms."

“····”

A naïve disciple who had only been training for more than a decade and had barely had a proper social life, who looked to be in his mid-to-late twenties, could not afford to be verbally incapacitated.

Mu Jin, who had simply cooked the Great Disciple, made a mountain of beans and mushrooms that seemed to overflow with barley, and then sat down next to Mu Yul.

"Come on... Eat some of you, too..."

"Hmm· Why me?"

He even showed his benevolence by handing over some of the beans and mushrooms he had brought with him to Mu Yul.

The basis of kinesiology was superrecovery, and in order to restore the lost parts of the body, the necessary nutrients had to be consumed.

In other words, you need to eat a lot of protein. And in this damn Shaolin Temple, there is no meat, let alone protein supplements.

In the end, in order to get the protein I lacked, I had to eat at least some beans and mushrooms.

Of course, some of the Shaolin Buddhist monks who did not have the knowledge of such scientific knowledge avoided beans and mushrooms as if they were children.

Mu Yul was one of those kids.

"Do you remember the muscle lengthening technique I taught you yesterday?"

"Hmm..."

"Doesn't that make you feel a lot better?"

"Hmm..."

"It's the same thing... Just trust my brother and eat it for now..."

"Hmm..."

After thinking about Mujin's insistence for a while, Mu Yul began to scoop up the beans and mushrooms that Mu Jin had passed with a dejected face.

"Squeeze Sik· Later, you'll want to bow down to thank you."

Mu Jin, who was looking at her niece's cute appearance, also began to chew on the heaps of beans and mushrooms in her bari.

The simple and ignorant training methods of Shaolin that he rejected were too harsh for a child.

In modern times, child abuse would have made headlines.

He wanted to teach his own workouts right away, but he hadn't been recognized yet, so he wanted to at least stretch and eat.

So why don't you take care of the other monks?

'Why take care of the kids when they don't have anything cheap?'

Of the dozens of bronze monks who were his siblings, there was only one monk who didn't laugh at Mu Jin.

In good faith, in good faith· Malice is Greater Malice·

It was the motto of Mujin, who had gone through everything before birth.

* * *

Tighten your muscles during the early morning training session, and train the ring circle in the morning training and think about the Pahwa method. In the evenings, I practice the Fa Technique with my own body.

At mealtimes, I ate beans and mushrooms like rice to recuperate my body, and stretched whenever I could, so the seven days and nights flew by.

And finally, today·

The day of sparring with Mugung has dawned.