Shinkijegal (3)

 

Even if there was a reason why Hye Guan arranged Dalian, Mu Jin had something to say.

"No matter what, it's a battle for Shaolin's interests. I'm going to fight more masters than I am, so please give me some advice."

At Mujin's words, Hyekwan laughed.

As the first Shaolin family is a fa succession, I didn't mean to make a about Shaolin disciples' interests.

"Look at that lady. Isn't she just a beautiful woman?"

"Yes..."

"So stick to it like a reveler."

“··· Didn't you say before that squishy men are unpopular?"

Mujin countered Hye-kwan's nonsense with a nonsense, and Hye-kwan replied with a drink.

"A petty man who remembers every word he said in the past is not popular."

“····”

Mujin, who had been staring at Hye-kwan like a madman, finally sighed and headed for the theater.

Then, Mu Jin, who had climbed the stage stage, calmed down and looked at Zhuge Jinxi who was standing in the distance.

'Fan . . .'

Zhuge Jinxi, who was in the sparring battle, was holding an iron wire in his right hand.

Zen Law · It was the kind of martial arts that Mu Jin had never experienced before.

"My name is Mu Jin, the Three Great Disciples of Shaolin. Amitabha Buddha·"

"This is Zhuge Jinxi of the Zhuge family."

Immediately after paying courtesy to each other with the prefect and the president.

Pot!

Mujin moved first·

Hye-kwan was talking, but it must be true that she was better than him. It was judged that there was no need to concede the first attack against the master.

Mujin, who quickly closed the distance, took advantage of his speed and screamed.

Zhuge Jinxi also reacted to the speed and took a step back, swinging the fan at Mu Jin's fist.

Pot!

Mu Jin stretched out his fingers as if he was in vain, and he turned his course and aimed at her demon blood with a golden beast.

Visor!

But before he knew it, the unfurlable side of the fan blocked all of Mujin's fingers.

Then, as if she were dancing, she spun her body around and moved the fan that clashed with Mujin's hand, sending it back.

Wu Su, who had been stretching out his golden hand, was sucked forward even more, and her upper body stretched out towards Mujin's abdomen, which had finished spinning.

Mu Jin also moved the moderator to block her.

Immediately after exchanging words with each other, Mu Jin and Zhuge Jinxi lit up their eyes at the same time.

'At his age, he's at this level!'

'At that age, I think I could have been in a novel, right?'

Recalling their strangely different impressions, they swung their powers and fans at each other again.

Bang!

The fan and the fist collided, and a strange result popped out.

In terms of strength, it was Mujin's superiority. Zhuge Jinxi only used his footsteps to dispel the shock, but he clearly felt pushed back.

On the other hand, in the case of Mujin·

'Damn· I almost broke my fingers...'

He had barely held back the pain in his fists that almost made him frown.

"In terms of strength, I'm still in pain, so I must be putting energy into my debt."

If it was a weapon that had been infused with energy, it would have been difficult to hold on with his own iron cannon, which was not yet complete.

"He's better than the swordsman I've dealt with in the Black Four..."

Remembering the swordsman who had made a wound in his side, Mu Jin dug into Zhuge Jinxi, who was biting back.

For Mujin, whose main weapon is the Recommended Horn Technique, melee combat was the answer in the end.

"It's dangerous to hit the wire directly when it's folded."

Mujin, who had learned his lesson in one day, induced her to unleash the debt and swung the right angle.

It was Mujin who had begun to drive her away, mixing up the hush as he had done the first time.

Pot!

Maybe it's because I'm on the defensive... She unleashed her divine technique and dared to throw backwards, and at the same time threw the iron wire she was holding in her hand at Mujin.

The sprawling fan spun violently and spun so fast that it looked like a disc rather than a fan.

Mujin twisted his upper body and narrowly avoided the fan.

“!!”

After the fan, Zhuge Jinxi, who had taken out a new fan, dug in.

She stabbed the folded wire as if it were a sword. Instead of slamming his fist into the sword, Mujin slammed the side of the wire with his right rod, narrowly deflecting the attack.

Crisis is opportunity, so Mujin slammed her for digging inside.

Zhuge Jinxi twisted her upper body and used her stride to avoid the left side, and Mu Jin's kick flew at her as she mispositioned.

She unfolded her fan and parried Mujin's kick with her cotton, but it couldn't fully counteract the force, sending her flying backwards.

No, it was as if he deliberately surrendered himself to its power.

Where she had flown was the fan she had just thrown into the ground.

Quite naturally, she picked up the fan from the floor with her left hand, and began to monitor Mujin's movements, holding the wire in both hands.

"Sword and Shield· And even memorization· One fan can do it all."

After a brief tussle with her, Mujin leaned forward and pretended to dig in, then pounced on her as she flinched.

"As Hyekwan said, she is the best in the realization of martial arts."

For Mujin, who had only been practicing martial arts for a little over two and a half years, it was perhaps a matter of course.

But that didn't mean he had given up on sparring and was charging in mindlessly.

"On the contrary, apart from that, I have a better advantage."

I don't know the level of the internal attack, but at least in terms of external attack and actual combat experience, I had the upper hand.

So I had to force her into a squishy fight so that she wouldn't be able to perform her skills to the fullest.

Just as Hyekwan advised.

* * *

It's been a while since the sparring began.

Zhuge Jinxi's hair, which had been elegant, had become disheveled, and her neat clothes were damp with sweat.

However, considering herself a Murim person, she was not so stupid as to be distracted by the condition of her hair and clothes.

She only focused on her sparring partner, Mu Jin.

"I can't believe there was such a thing in Shaolin..."

Zhuge Jinxi was stunned inside.

She was proud of her skills. It wasn't just because he was called a "genius" from an early age.

What would you do if you were called a genius when you were young? She couldn't become the head of the family because she was a woman, and because she was a woman who was to become an outsider, she couldn't even learn martial arts that were only handed down to her direct descendants.

She was the most outstanding girl from a young age, so she said, "I'm a woman, so I can't learn martial arts in my direct line." When I first heard that, I felt as if those martial arts had been stolen.

That's why she wanted to be perfect.

I tried to hide my feelings and not show them to anyone. He trained his martial arts like a villain, and continued to make everyone reverend him as a "genius."

I thought that if I lived like that, one day I would be accepted by the elders.

But I can't believe that there is a child who is better than me who has worked so hard.

She shook her head inwardly, feeling as if she had become a Zheng Zhiwa.

'No, I don't. I'm better at nothing!'

He couldn't be defeated by a fellow who was three or four years younger. Above all, failing in the first mission given to him by the family.

The thought that everything she'd built up could be completely destroyed drove her to the core.

"Judging from the sparring so far, Ida has not yet reached the stage of erection. I'm going to have a fight!'

It was her own sober judgment based on the fact that her realm was higher.

Once again, she calmly watched Mujin rushing towards her without a doubt, and unfolded the iron wire in her hands.

Immediately after that, the flow of bets that started with her short battle began to flow down her heart and into the wire.

Wheeeeeeing·

Some of the bets that had been sucked into the wire slipped out of the wire and began to spew a whitish energy into the air.

Merchant of the Ancestors ·

The minimum standard for judging coriander among the Murim people· She was only eighteen years old and had reached that point.

It was still only possible with the help of martial arts, but considering his age, it was truly a surprise.

And her iron wire, filled with goodness, moved towards Mujin, who was digging into her.

If it had been Mujin a few days ago, I would have been confused.

Attacks like sword qi and pottery were not something he could withstand with his iron cannon.

But why?

For Mujin now, her attack felt like an opportunity.

"Creating a Zen flag has slowed down the speed of herbivorous food."

The duel between the Ark and Hye-kwan that I saw a few days ago was a shame that I could picture in my head.

Mujin dared to take a step towards the line that would tear his body to shreds.

Her hands, which had not yet fully developed their herbivory, were grabbed with a golden technique.

Spatula!

The lines flowing from her wire made cuts on the backs of Mujin's hands, hands, and forearms, but not deep enough to cause bone or muscle problems.

“!!!”

For the first time, her eyes rippled, which she didn't expect to be blocked like this.

Mu Jin swung his right angle at Zhuge Jinxi who was confused.

Was it the power of cultivation that had been repeated over the years? Zhuge Jinxi panicked, but he lifted his left angle to block Mu Jin's kick.

However, the difference in strength was obvious, and Zhuge Jinxi's expression frowned immediately after their legs collided.

Now each of them is on the ground with only one leg on each other, with both hands and one leg together.

As they blocked each other's means of attack, she expected Mujin to push her back with all her might.

However, Mujin's actions far exceeded her expectations.

As she pondered how to get rid of Mujin's strength, what reflected in her eyes was Mujin's head, which was closing the distance in an instant.

Bang!!!

Mujin's headbutt struck her on the forehead.

* * *

With a cracking noise, a large lump appeared on her forehead, and she collapsed before Mu Jin could let go of her hands.

She was already exhausted and couldn't bear the impact of the headbutt and fainted.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

After winning the sparring match, Mu Jin squinted slightly at the deep pain in his forehead and chanted.

"I see... He said it was a new thing...'

Maybe it was because I used my hair a lot, so my hair was harder than I thought. If she had made a mistake, Mujin would have fainted, not her.

On the other hand·

When the thrilling and splendid sparring ended with a headbutt that could have come out of a fight between the paraks, there was a moment of silence in the theater.

And it was the breeder who quickly came to his senses and broke the silence.

"Ahem· The winner of the sparring is Mu Jin's brother..."

As a notary, when the Sun Zhong Sun confirmed the victory and defeat, the mood of Shaolin and Zhuge was sharply divided.

“··· Support Jin-hee· Let's go back..."

Zhuge Xuan knew how foolish it would be for an elder of the Zhuge family to protest the verdict made by the councillor in this situation.

* * *

Immediately after the sparring was over, Zhuge Sega and the Liang family of the breeder had all left.

The atmosphere inside the clinic was more of a festival.

"Uh-huh! Mu Dou Pupil! What a great sparring experience!"

Shaolin's gendarme, the master of the Buddha Gate, Mak Ji-hyuk, laughed very heartily and praised Mu Jin.

"Now that you've defeated her, the Zhuge family, it's probably going to be hard for Zhuge Sega to come out for a while, even if it's just to hush up this matter... Hahaha! And the elders of Cham are satisfied with this place, so I don't have to worry anymore."

"It's not over yet..."

Turning to Mak Ji Hyuk, who was just as happy, Mujin replied in a serious tone that was not appropriate for his age.

"The reason why the old man liked this place was simply because he was satisfied with today's treatment. Of course, I plan to maintain that level of care for as long as I'm here, but I can't stay here for the rest of my life."

Still, with his age, Mak Ji Hyuk quickly understood Mujin's intentions.

"Starting today, I will double the amount of time I spend practicing the Healer. So that the councillor can be maintained after he leaves."

"Then I'll take care of you until I leave. Mak Ji Hyuk Moon·"

"We beg of you. Mujinja·"

Mujin exchanged greetings with Mak Ji-hyuk before moving on.

When he arrived at a place where no one was around, Mujin opened his fists slightly, which he had been clenching until now.

'Ugh...'

During the sparring session, I had a fever and couldn't feel it well, but when I opened my hand, I felt a deep pain. In particular, the area around the middle finger was red and swollen with blood.

It was the result of colliding with her hard-edged wire at the beginning of the sparring.

When he lifted his middle finger, it looked like he hadn't broken the bone, but the swelling showed that he was in the nick of time.

That's why Mujin thought.

'Why didn't she appear in the novel?'

I don't know if Zhuge Sega had a very low proportion in the novel. Zhuge Sega was a place that was treated with "some weight" in the second part of the novel, the Fall of the Apostle Emperor. With a specific gravity similar to that of the top of the heavens.

The reasons were similar. Just like the Heavenly Stream, Zhuge Se was also attached to the Black Curtain faction in the future.

That's why today, when the Tai Sword reappeared with Zhuge Sega on his back. Mujin inwardly called out for joy.

It would have been quite difficult if it had been a sect that would have to fight the Black Curtain with him in the future, but if it was Zhuge Sega, who was going to be an enemy anyway, there was nothing to worry about.

Thinking back to the Zhuge family, Mu Jin's mind naturally thought about the second part of the novel.

'Ugh· Zhuge Sega was surprised by the episode again."

The pleasure of the protagonist of the second part breaking through the traps set by Zhuge Sega and the Black Curtain with only force was indescribable.

However, in the process of the protagonist of the second part smashing the Zhuge family, the character Zhuge Jinxi never appeared. No matter how much I searched my memories.

'Hmmm· If it's similar to the top of the heavens, you're going to be dead by then, right?'

I thought it might be for a similar reason to why Liu Jiguang and Yan Ga-hee didn't appear in the novel.

Naturally, I thought about approaching the Zhuge family through her, just like Liu Zhiguang did...

"I got by that today, but I'm going to get along with you."

Mu Jin shook his head, realizing that he had already done so.

He was busy with Tianyu right now, and it was too much to worry about Zhuge Sega.