Rather good (3)

 

What had been a hellish routine for the inductees had come to an end.

After the incident ended, Law Kang kept the promise he made to Hyun Sung and Hye Jung.

It was a huge roll of the admittents.

The intensity of the training was stronger than usual, and even one of the autonomous hours, which was originally one and a half hours, was subjected to additional training under the guise of "afternoon training."

After all, the time to wash up and rest is about half an hour at most.

After lightly wiping off his sweat with cold water, he returned to the inn in a corpse-like state.

"You can't sleep like that. Death!"

Mu Yul, who had been helping him since the early morning training, started to interrupt him as he tried to enter his room and rest.

"Why can't I sleep...?"

Mu Qing asked with a face that looked like he was about to cry, and Mu Yul replied with an uncharacteristically solemn expression.

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

As it turned out, he didn't have a solemn expression, but he imitated Mujin.

"Priest Mujin said that?"

"Yes! So from now on, I'm going to tell you what I've learned from Mujin. Oh boy! I'm going to do the death penalty for nothing!"

It was Mu Yul who caught Mu Yu who was heading to the inn after taking a bath.

"Shall we do it together? What?"

"I learned it from Mujin! After doing it, my body feels very comfortable~· Heh

"Mujin learned from her?"

Mu Yule's explanation made Mu Mu Mu Mu come to him with a gin sour expression. I was intrigued by the technology that Mujin had taught me.

"Let's start with the legs!"

Mu Yul, who attracted Mu Gong and Mu Kyung, demonstrated the muscle lengthening technique that he had learned from Mu Jin one by one.

Mu Yul, who has a pure mind but a knack for using his body, was able to perfectly demonstrate most of the muscle lengthening moves he had learned from Mujin.

"Hmm... Was this what it was?"

It's just that the order was a bit jumbled.

Anyway, every time I finished a demonstration, Mu Yul took a respectless stance.

"Death penalty without merit! I need to spread my legs more! And if you put weight on your upper body and press down on your legs, it will stretch even more!"

"Ugh... Priest without mercy! What did I do wrong? I'm sorry!! Please save me!!"

Of course, from Mukyung's point of view, this was a new form of harassment.

The reason why he couldn't stop even though he was in such a mortal pain was simple.

I felt like I was being bullied, and I couldn't say no because I was timid.

But that's only for a moment.

"Huh?"

After repeating a few muscle lengthening movements in the midst of forced pain, the muscles that had been tightened were stretched and a strange sense of comfort returned.

"Heheh... How's that? Cool, isn't it?"

"Uh-huh... Isn't that cool?"

And Mu Gong, who had been watching for a while, was also curious and tried to imitate one of the postures.

"Eternal Execution· What are you doing?"

Mu Yul, who was looking at Mu Qing's posture, which was even more sloppy than Mu Qing, asked with a puzzled face.

"What are you doing? I'm going to try it."

"Spread your legs more!"

“··· Is this the maximum?"

"Heheh... I learned it from Mujin, but when I pressed it, it increased even more!"

In order to help Mu Gong, Mu Yul willingly put the weight of his whole body on it and crush Mu Gong.

"Aaa!!a

Even though his legs were only slightly wider, a tremendous moan escaped his mouth.

Mugung, who boasted great size and strength for his age, was severely stiff.

Feeling the intense pain, as if he had been struck by Mujin's strange technique, Mu Gong shouted, almost begging.

"Come out!! Please stop!!"

"Hmm· This is so cool..."

At the cry of the evil infinite, Mu Yul stood up with a somber expression.

'Damn· Now that I see it, did Mujin practice against Yuli?'

Mu Gong, who managed to escape the attack, thought of such a thought. Mujin deceived the stupid Mu Yul into thinking it was good and put his skills to the test.

Just then· A serious voice came from behind them.

"It looks like he was doing muscle lengthening surgery..."

The owner of that voice was Dharma Kang.

Dharma Kang came to check on the condition of the victim, Mu Kyung, and was intrigued by the way they practiced muscle lengthening techniques.

"Muscle . . . Do you mean tools?"

Mu Gong asked in a puzzled voice at the words of the Fa lecturer who appeared behind him.

"Yes... I learned from Mujin, too. It's a very useful technique."

With that, Dharma Kang also began to demonstrate the muscularity postures he had learned from Mu Jin.

"The innocent guy . . . Could it be that you have deceived the Master of the Fa River?"

He was the only one who could deduce that Mu Jin had defrauded the Law Kang.

The problem was that the content was completely different.

Dharma Kang, who had been doing muscle lengthening with the children for a long time, suddenly remembered and called out to the martial arts.

"Yes· Dharma Lecture Dormitory·"

"Actually, I have something to tell you, so I'm here..."

Mu Qing looked puzzled, and Dharma Kang told Mu Qing what had happened in Yi Chen County.

The story that Mu-tae's parents' office, which had been harassing him, had completely shut down, and that Mu-kyung's father had introduced him to a new job.

"So don't worry about the things of this world, and do your best to become a Jinshan disciple..."

At the end of the last Fa lecture, Mu Qing sat down with a crying face.

"Soseung· I'll do my best!"

As Mu Jin said, Shaolin was a place where disciples were not abandoned.

* * *

Mu Jin began to cultivate the face wall, and at dawn on the day of the seventh day and night,

Today, without fail, the Dharma River came to the cave before the dawn bell of the Shaolin Temple rang.

However, unlike before, the Dharma River approached with a blatant demeanor.

"Now that you're done practicing the face-wall, get up now..."

At the words of the Fa Kang, Mu Jin, who was staring at the wall, stood up and looked back.

"May I speak now?"

"Yes... It's time for the early morning training of the inductees, so let's head to the training hall."

"Yes..."

After getting out of the cave, Mu Jin lightly dressed up and moved towards Shaolin Temple with Dharma Kang.

Let's walk like that for a while.

Mujin asked Dharma Kang what he had been curious about.

"What happened to the case? Dormitory·"

"What do you mean by the ungodly thing?"

"Yes..."

In response to Mu Jin's question, Dharma Kang explained to him what had happened in Yicheon County.

"It seems like a neat way of doing things, and it doesn't..."

He took away the power of the sinners so that they could no longer commit sins, and returned the goods they had taken away.

But it was a shame that I didn't feel like I had smashed everything in a cool way.

"Is this the spirit of Shaolin?"

Avoid killing as much as possible, and make them pay the price for their sins.

It felt like it was right, but it felt like it was stuck.

"That's why I'm still alive."

Now that I had accepted the fact that this was not a dream, Mujin was slowly coming to the senses. The fact that the first accident he had had was something that would have gone to the goal long ago.

While Mu Jin was thinking about it in his heart, this time he said to Mu Jin in a tone that the Fa Kang was not a big deal.

"Oh... And during the last seven days and nights the intensity of the training has increased."

"Is that so?"

"In the meantime, according to the covenant, I have let your training go, but for the sake of equity with the other children, you will now have to follow Shaolin's training."

It was ridiculous from Mujin's point of view. And I wasn't ready to accept an unreasonable exercise just because the other party told me to.

"Shouldn't we just increase the intensity of our training? I'm going to try my own more difficult training. If Master Dharma is watching and I feel that equity is not right, then I will follow it."

“··· I'll take a look..."

After talking so far, the two of them arrived at the banquet hall of the Nahan Party.

Even today, dozens of inmates were seated in the theater from early in the morning.

"Mujin-ah~!!"

Seeing Mu Jin entering the theater, Mu Yul smiled and waved his arms, and Mu Yu and Mu Qing were sitting on the left and right of Mu Yul.

"How's everybody?"

"Heheh... It was very ~ really hard· Suddenly, it's hard to cultivate..."

"I almost gave up on Po..."

"Hmph· That was a piece of cake for me..."

After listening to Mu Yul Mu Qing Mu Gong's answers, Mu Jin could tell that the training was quite difficult.

"Go!!"

When the four of us were lightly unwrapping the cloth like that...

Without fail, a majestic lion burst out from the mouth of Hye-jeong, who was sitting at the top of the table.

"We're going to start the dawn training now!"

Before Hye-jeong's shouts erupted, the inmates trudged somewhere, their faces like corpses.

There were piles of sandbags where they went.

"Six days ago, I suddenly started training with it on. That's why it's so hard... Heh

Mu Jin, who had already heard from Dharma Kang that the intensity of his training had increased, listened to Mu Yul's words and headed to the sandbag pile. With a twinkle in his eye·

When I saw the sandbags, I could think of a lot of good exercises.

"Disciples with their sacks, hurry up and go back to your seats!"

"The lukewarm child will carry an extra sac!"

Immediately after Mu Jin chose the sa nang, the two disciples shouted, and the children returned to their seats.

"Take Mabo!"

Without fail, the simple ignorant dawn training began.

And Mujin was doing his own workout instead of Mabo today.

The only difference from a week ago is that they carry one sac in each hand.

That's right. Mujin was enjoying free weights as if Sanang were a dumbbell.

Holding your breath, you bend and extend your arms alternately as you hold the sac.

"I don't have much balance and grip, so it's harder."

Mujin realized that the process of lifting and lowering was much more inconvenient than when using dumbbells.

"Well, I'm not trying to be a bodybuilder, so maybe this is better."

As the grip and center of gravity were messed up, the part that applied force in the process of lifting and lowering the sac was bound to be distributed.

In other words, it meant that the entire arm and shoulder muscles would be used evenly.

For Mujin now, it could have been seen as more helpful. Mu Jin was not a gym trainer, but a disciple of the Shaolin Temple. In modern terms, it was a pre-martial artist.

In other words, the overall balance was more important than the size or shape of the muscles on the outside. Mujin spent a lot of time on muscle lengthening surgery every time, partly to keep his muscles strong, but more to maintain his flexibility.

If you're a martial artist, you'll need to be able to strike and apply power from a variety of positions.

"Shi Euph Fuuu

Mujin, who warmed up lightly with one sac, stretched the sac this time and repeated the exercise with two sacs in each hand.

After training his biceps, Mujin took a moment to catch his breath and then changed his position to raise his arm with the sac and lower it behind his head repeatedly.

It was an overhead extension that squeezed the triceps.

In addition, the posture of raising both arms holding the sac to the side. The so-called side lateral raise torments the lateral deltoid muscles.

Using the sac, he did a variety of dumbbell exercises that he knew.

'Ugh· I was tired of exercising with my bare hands, but I can't believe you even brought me dumbbells like this."

When all the other inmates have dying faces. He was exercising with an ecstatic expression on his face.

Naturally, the eyes of the initiators who were taking Mabo with their sacs tied to their arms and legs could not help but be fixed on Mujin.

"Ahem..."

The gaze of the disciples and Hye Jung also turned to Mu Jin.

However, because of the covenant they had made more than half a month ago, they were unable to do this or that, and the disciples involuntarily turned their gaze towards the Fa River.

It was because of the fear that if he left it alone, the Fa River would have another seizure, and the expectation that the Fa Kang might know some kind of solution.

"Phew..."

Sighing at their expectant gaze, Dharma Kang approached Mu Jin.

He was going to tell Mu Jin to go through the same training as the other inductees.

The way he simply raised and lowered his arms made him look more relaxed than the other inmates, and unlike the other children who were bamboo merchants, Mujin's expression seemed to be somewhat amused.

However, when he approached Mu Jin's side, he had no choice but to withdraw his thoughts.

He didn't know it from a distance, but when he got closer, he saw that Mujin's face was already covered in sweat.

Quite heavy for young children. In addition, unlike dumbbells, the grip and center of gravity were not very good, so the difficulty of the exercise doubled.

Contrary to Mujin's expression of ecstasy, his arms were screaming for his life, his tendons sticking out.

But what really surprised him wasn't Mu Jin's sweat and forearms.

"Do you want to do it?"

This was because the child who had mastered the Buddha Mind Technique and had not even passed half a month had already reached the realm of Meditation.