Why are you coming out of here? (3)

 

"Hey... Did you really bring that bastard?"

Mu Jin laughed at the words of one of the monks behind the shrugged hall.

"Hey... Did you expect us to come?"

"I've seen you go out together for a few days, don't you know that?"

"I thought you were coming, but you didn't run away, what did you do?"

At Mu Jin's question, the three bronze monks covered their mouths with their hands, trying to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.

No matter how spooky it was, it was because if you laughed too loudly as it was inside the Shaolin Temple, someone might come.

"Uhhhh Why do we have to run?"

"Hey... Do you think you're full of confidence that you've beaten that big idiot?"

"Look... He's crazy..."

Barely holding back their laughter, the three of them took turns teasing their mouths. And for some reason, Mu Jin also burst out laughing at their words.

"Uhh Hey· I heard? You're a big idiot... Didn't you say you would win?"

“··· That's how they looked at me, didn't they?"

Mu Jin's taunt worked well, Mu Gong put a blood on his forehead and took a step forward.

"Attack anybody. I'll never let you talk that nonsense again..."

"Hmph· Who would have thought that would scare you?"

The bronze monk who had just boasted in front of his friends that he would beat Mu Gong approached Mu Gong.

"Hmmm· So is that the one that's left is mine? I've decided that Kyung and Yul will be in charge of the one who seems to be innocent..."

And Mu Jin also approached the statue next to Mu Tai as if he were going out for a drink in the neighborhood.

"Hmph· I was still waiting, man. I'm going to swipe the bridge of your nose when you said you won a little bit..."

Once each opponent was chosen, all that was left was no respect, no rate, and no room.

Mu Tai walked with a very confident stride towards Mu Yul and Mu Kyung.

The hands of the martial arts who were looking at Mutai were trembling as the distance of Mutai approached.

Due to the repeated violence of the past two months, the image of Mu Tai in his heart had become too large.

"Oh· Is it true that our son Mu Kyung is going to hit me?"

Perhaps he knew Mu Kyung's feelings, Mu Tai pretended to be relaxed and provoked Mu Kyung. He even stepped up to the front of his nose and shoved his face in the face, as if to give him a slap.

On the contrary, the provocative attitude made the martial arts body shrink even more. Even though the opponent was not ready to attack, Mu Qing's body was shrunk like a turtle.

In the experience of being beaten and trampled on, my body had become accustomed to being beaten with a little less pain.

Mu Tai's mouth sneered at the turtle-like appearance. Mu Tai whispered in Mu Kyung's ear and made one last threat.

"What do you think your father will do if he hits me?"

On the contrary, the words came back as a catalyst.

Worries about fathers overshadowed by fear of unborn childlessness

It was a reminder that if he endured this guy's bullying, as Mujin said, his father would end up being treated like a slave by him.

So there was only one way out.

To scold this guy and become a true disciple.

"Don't bother my father!!"

The moment when anger overcame fear· Mu Qing shouted and threw his fist at Mu Tai, who was just around the corner.

"Gosh!"

But the fist of the martial arts officer who gave himself over to his anger was too simple...

"Is this bastard crazy!"

Mu Tai, who easily dodged the fist of the martial arts, counterattacked. With the herbivore of the Yan Ring Fist, a fist loaded with internal attack flew towards the abdomen of the martial spirit.

"Hap!"

Just before Mu Tai's fist hit Mu Kyung, Mu Yul threw himself away in the nick of time and pushed Mu Kyung away.

"Death penalty without merit! Wake up!"

Perhaps his pride was hurt by the fact that his fist had hit the air, so he changed his target and began to swing his fist at Mu Yul.

"Suck it!"

But what the hell is it?

Even though it was a fist loaded with internal attacks, Mu Yul was dodging all of his fists.

It was thanks to Mujin's teachings over the past two days. It was impossible for Mu Yul's young eyes to follow the fist with the inner attack, but he was able to make out the pre-moves.

"Uhhh

Mu Yul was able to dodge the punch in the nick of time as he flew around.

But on the other hand, the pace was so fast that Mu Yul had no time to fight back. It's like an acrobatics, and it's just a matter of dodging.

While Mu Yul was dragging out the time, he was knocked to the ground by Mu Yul Mu Qing came to his senses and looked up to watch Mu Tai's movements.

'I see!'

I couldn't see the fist properly, but the trajectory was exactly the same as the previous movement.

'I can do it!'

Feeling confident at that, Mu Qing cautiously approached Mu Tai.

'Ring ticket typo!'

The stride and shoulders that Mu Tai took· Then, looking at the position of his elbow and predicting his next move, Mu Kyung swung his fist at Mu Tai's left side.

Blind spots caused by using the typo of the annualization·

Naturally, Mu Tai couldn't notice Mu Qing's approach.

"Take it!!"

Puck!

Mu Qing's fist dug into Mu Tai's left flank.

* * *

On the other hand·

Mu Jin was also engaged in a bloody battle with Dong Jia from the Sokga family.

'Oh, it's fast...'

As expected, when I experienced the punch in front of my nose, the speed and power were more than I had imagined.

Mujin, who didn't know how to use the ball yet, was a force that could have led to a goal if he was beaten now.

"Well, that's all..."

In fact, the reason why Mujin didn't take down his opponent right away was just in case.

It's an opponent who can use dangerous attacks just by brushing against them. If there was anything else in the air, I could dig in and get hooked.

That's why I kept a reasonable distance for safety, but from what I've seen so far, I haven't seen anyone using herbivores other than the annulus.

He didn't even have a mix of herbs or variations.

"That's it..."

As if there was nothing more to see, Mujin rushed at his opponent.

The opponent saw it as an opportunity when Mujin closed the distance. The moment Mujin raised his fist, he prepared a ceremony for a counterattack.

“쯧쯧·”

Mujin, who had induced it in the first place, dug into the side of his opponent's hand blade to defend himself and slammed his fist into his abdomen.

“컥·”

The monk, who only knew how to swing his fist but couldn't reach the level of his body, let out a violent moan at the blow.

Aside from the internal attack, I had almost no experience of being beaten up because I was growing up.

And Mujin didn't want to wait for the other party to come to his senses.

Puck! Puck!

Mujin's barrage of blows pierced his face and abdomen one after another.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Finally, he clutched his aching abdomen and burst into tears.

"Wow... Isn't that how bad I am? What are you guys doing with such an ignorant kid?"

"Ugh... Ugh· Aaa Oh, I'm going to tell Dad!"

“····”

Mu Jin, who was speechless at the sight of the monk crying uncontrollably, let out a sigh of relief.

At this point, I felt like I should be beating their parents, not the kids. How did you raise her?

"Oops· This is not the time."

He wasn't fighting alone now.

After defeating one of the bronze monks, Mujin looked elsewhere.

"For the time being, he's fine..."

Perhaps because he taught me how to destroy the Yan Ring Fist, Mu Gung was also easily overpowering his opponent's bronze statue.

At that moment, Mu Yul's urgent voice burst out.

"Mujin! Hurry up and help me!!"

Surprised, Mujin turned his head and looked in the direction the three of them were fighting.

“???”

There was a natural hint of wonder on his face.

Without help, Mu Tai was already lying on the ground, being beaten up merrily.

'What do you want me to do for you?' he thought to himself. I cried out urgently again.

"Dry up the death penalty with me!"

Mu Yul yelled and lunged at Mu Kyung, who shook off Mu Yul who had grabbed him, and climbed on top of Mu Tai again and swung his fist.

He slapped his already bloody face mercilessly, leaving Mu Tai's face covered in blood.

However, his eyes were completely turned and he continued to swing his fists at his bloodied face.

And the blood splattered from Mu Tai's face, staining his fists and face red.

His eyes glistened with madness and the blood stained his face, flashing back to a memory that had been dormant deep in Mujin's mind.

A monster who loves blood more than anyone else·

A lunatic who cried out that all men were evil, and claimed that he washed away the bonds of sin with his blood.

The most insane villain character in the first work of Ga Kyung, the author of Mujin's novel "Shaolin Shin Seunggi", "The Return of Mazon".

Blood-Monk Sutra ·

'Crazy· Was that him?'

It was only then that Mu Jin remembered why the name Mu Kyung was so familiar, and he was shocked.

No matter how much I liked the novel, it was eighteen years after I last read it. I couldn't even think of him because he was a person I remembered as a sentence rather than a picture or a picture.

The image of the blood monk who burst mad in the blood that I read about in the novel...

The moment I saw the image of Mu Kyung, who was covered in blood and threw out a continuous fist, overlapped.

Mujin's equivalence gave me goosebumps without knowing it.

'What have I woken you up now?'

A child whose self-esteem has been shattered by long-lasting bullying.

I never thought that what I had done to restore her self-esteem would turn out this way.

But now wasn't the time to be surprised.

Mu Jin shouted as he ran towards Mu Qing.

"Hey! Hurry up and get him!!"

Mu Jin and Mu Yul grabbed their arms from both sides, and Mu Kyung struggled violently as if he were having a seizure.

"What kind of power is so strong?"

I almost wondered if I was using some kind of innate genius.

"Let it go!! That's it!! He's trying to bully my dad!!"

For a while, Mu Yul and Mu Jin held on like a villain.

“흐으으윽· 흐으으윽·”

Perhaps his anger had subsided, he suddenly burst into tears.

Mujin looked at it for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're not a blood warrior yet..."

He wondered if this incident had been the catalyst for Mu Qing to become a blood-mad madman.

However, looking at the current situation, it occurred to me that this may not necessarily be the case.

"I don't know if I remember correctly, but the Blood Monk just came out as a madman... There was no talk of why he became a madman."

Perhaps, when I was a child, I endured the same bullying as I do now, and in the end, I crossed a line that I shouldn't have crossed.

And when Mujin was thinking to himself...

"Gal !!"

A roar of fire erupted behind them.

It was only then that Mujin's eyes came out of his distractions, and the view of this place came into view again.

The sight of him and the two bronze monks who had been beaten by Mu Gong fell to the ground and wept, and the image of Mu Tae turned into a piece of blood.

‘··· I'm screwed...'

Thinking about how to break this situation, Mujin carefully turned around.

What he saw was the appearance of the Dharma Master's Quarters.