Genius (3)

 

The reason why Mu Yul made such a bizarre proposal to Mu Jin was because of the advice she received from Hye-geol, a priest, a few months before the start of the Dragon Seal Branch.

– Mu Yula·

– Yes, Sajo!

– If you encounter an opponent who you can't think of a way to win in the Dragon Seal Branch, you should only use this martial art.

With that, Hye-gal taught Mu-yul a special trick a few months before she joined the Dragon Seal Branch.

After completing the ticket and having the symbol engraved on Mu Yul's head, the Hye-gal carved the mark (豹) on the head. I've been preparing for months until the Dragon Seal Branch is held.

Mu Yul bent his knees and lowered his upper body in a posture close to quadrupedal as if he were using the ticket he had used before.

Then, after the repeated practice of the past few months, the bet is circulated according to the flow imprinted on the body.

Immediately after I was ready in an instant· Mu Yul, who gained momentum from the force of the bet that was extremely compressed on his thigh, rushed at Mu Jin with the same momentum as a fierce tiger.

Closing the distance with an explosive movement, Mu Yul slammed out a right hand at Mu Jin, and the furious burst of his fist like a sharp claw.

It was more like a tiger crouching down and pounce on its prey.

Four Stages of the Shaolin Five Realms·

It was the only herbivore of the Tiger Realm that Mu Yul had learned.

At first glance, it was a posture similar to that of Mu Yul so far, but the power revealed in the end was truly Tianyangji.

However, despite Mu Yul's unexpected favor, Mu Jin calmly extended his hand to Mu Yul's fist.

Mu Yul's right fist was emitting a wind qi reminiscent of the claws of a fierce tiger, and Mu Jin's palm was oozing a solid golden aura.

Bang!!!

The two energies collided with each other, and a violent explosion and dust storm arose around the stage.

After a while, the dust cleared, revealing that Mu Yul's right hand was held in Mujin's left hand.

Mujin, who had blocked the secret that Mu Yul had prepared, smiled and opened his mouth.

"Then it's my car now?"

Mu Yul replied with a clear smile to the question.

"Nope! I'm running out of air, I'm going to surrender!"

“····”

Mu Yule's answer made Mu Jin look stunned.

'What is it? How does it feel to be tossed around?'

yes, what· If Zhuge Se had fallen for the schemes of the same smart guys, he might have been furious, saying, "You bastards like Zhuge Se!"

But Mu Yul is his trick (?) After being hit, I feel more self-reproach than anger.

"I think I know why he fell into the mouth of the coin... Bitter·'

The difference in skill was so great, it just ended like this, and if it was similar, I wondered if I would end up like Fanggafu.

"After all, Mujin is too strong!"

He felt a little nervous, but Mu Jin smiled faintly when he saw Mu Yul smiling brightly.

'Yes... He's not the kind of guy who's going to do that..."

It wouldn't be a lie to say that Mu Yul's inner air had run out.

Compared to his physical talents, Mu Yul, who had no five abilities, ate the summoning platform, but his internal attack was significantly inferior to that of Mu Qing and Mu Gung.

Due to the lack of five voices, it was due to a lack of understanding of the internal trial method.

Now that he's done so well, it's inevitable that he's not good enough.

In such a case, it would be better to show generosity as an adult.

"Well done, though. I didn't know that I had mastered the right to the right ...

Mujin was patting his head as if to compliment Mu Yul on his bright smile.

Suddenly, a question came to mind and asked.

"But how did you learn to do it? The arc . . . Didn't you hear that Rangi was caught?"

I'm sure if the tiger had been caught, there would have been an uproar in the hall, no matter how Shaolin was. It was impossible to learn it in secret.

"Hmm· I couldn't catch the tiger. Sajo will come back to you after the Dragon Seal Branch is over, so for now, I'll just cook one herb meal. It's similar to a ticket, so it shouldn't be difficult."

"Oh yes?"

Mujin replied with a trembling tone, thinking.

"I'm going to catch a real tiger..."

Apparently, I felt like I had put the wrong button on the first time I was in school.

"Well, I'm not going to catch you..."

It was Mujin who tried hard to ignore Hyegal's hard work today.

* * *

After finishing the dance, looking at Mu Jin and Mu Yul having a chat, Zhuge Jinhui made up her mind and headed to the rain stage.

It was her turn to play the third game.

Following her, a young man headed to the off-stage where the five great warriors had gathered.

The giraffe of the Namgung family· Namgoong Jincheon·

Zhuge Jinhui, who was on the stage, turned around and looked at the young man with a nonchalant face.

Beyond the Namgung First Equipment, it is called the Five Great Generations First Equipment. Some go even further and call it the best review index, which is called the Moorim First Index·

Today, she is aiming for Mujin, but there was a time when she was a member of the same Five Great Generations and tried to surpass the Fortress of Nangong Jincheon.

But whether or not you know her feelings... Nangong Jinchen just stared at her with an expression of no interest.

The gaze that looks at everyone from the bottom of their feet, fair to all.

"I will defeat Nangong Jinchen here and meet the monk Mujin in the final."

The moment Zhuge Jinxi thought of such a thought in her heart, and made up her mind.

"Zhuge Se Zhuge Jinhui Sozer and Nangong Se will start the secret dance of Nangong Jintian Xiaojie!"

The referee announced the start of the game.

* * *

Around the time when the rain started and about a few days had passed...

"After all. . . Is this how it works?"

Mu Jin looked at Zhuge Jinhui, who had fallen outside the stage and was beaten outside the venue, and muttered bitterly.

When she fell to the floor, blood was dripping from the corners of her mouth as if she had suffered internal injuries.

However, this did not mean that Zhuge Jinxi was defeated by a single sword like Bimu before. If that were the case, Bimu wouldn't have been able to get a lot of trouble.

However, it was difficult for Mujin to disagree. Nangong Jinchen had always had a relaxed attitude.

That's right· I don't know what to say.

Rather than feeling like he saw Zhuge Jinxi as a "non-martial opponent", it was more like a test of how useful the opponent was. As if he were a superior.

"That's pretty good for a woman..."

Standing alone on the stage, Nangong Jinchen looked down at Zhuge Jinhui who had fallen to the floor and said the words as if he were in a good mood, and there was no doubt about it.

Looking at his unlucky appearance, Mu Jin muttered involuntarily.

"Envious golden spoon bastard..."

As much as he appears as the protagonist's adversary in the novel, Mu Jin knew how much Nangong Jinchen had grown up with outrageous support.

To be honest, by then, the word "golden spoon" was an understatement.

"Diamond Spoon · No, by then, it's almost a full season."

Rather, it was Mujin who even regretted what would have happened if it had been Namgong Jinchen instead of Mujin who possessed him.

Well, if that were the case, I wouldn't have met the trio or Hyun-kwang, so it wasn't necessarily going to get better.

Mu Jin shook off his meaningless thoughts and turned his gaze slightly to look at Zhuge Jinxi, who had fallen outside the stage.

‘··· You seem to be."

When it came to her desire to win, Mujin knew it best.

Wasn't she the woman who had lost her first meeting and a few days later came to the Shaolin musculosher clinic alone?

But on the other hand, you don't have to worry about Zhuge Jinhui.

"If you grit your teeth and cultivate when you lose, you've cultivated, and you're not the kind of person who will fall into despair."

In fact, she was glaring at Nangong Jinchen as if she was going to kill him.

For some reason, Mujin felt like he was going to cling to himself even more severely under the pretext of training to take revenge on Nangong Jincheon.

"Well, this isn't important right now..."

Mu Jin glanced at Zhuge Jinxi who was retreating with full enthusiasm, and looked at Mu Qing, who was standing next to him.

"I'm doing well. If you fall, I'll be the only one left in Shaolin, right?"

“··· Isn't it normal for a semi-final to have only one player left in a group?"

Mu Qing replied with a hint of bewilderment, but Mu Jin smiled faintly and shrugged his shoulders.

"Where's that? There were four of us in Shaolin this time, so it would be great if all four of them made it to the semi-finals."

"If it were all four of you, it would have been possible... Ugh· Let's not talk..."

He sighed and walked like a monk and headed for the stage.

And the sparring that began went as Mujin expected.

It was a sign that the martial arts had won. It took a while, but Mu Jin didn't think that Mu Qing had struggled.

"Did you steal the Seal of Opening?"

"After stealing... I didn't do anything?"

When I sneak up on Mu Kyung, who came down from the rain dance, Mu Kyung comes out in a swoop that he doesn't know.

Of course, there was no way that would work for Mujin.

"Who's going to deceive you? You've been practicing the Thirty-Six Sword since you sparred with the Wall Arm Dojo two days ago, right?"

"No... Well, it's just that the opponent is strong and I've been fighting for a long time, so I'm used to it. You didn't steal it, did you?"

Mujin laughed at the consistent silence of the martial arts.

Well, that's half true.

After all, the opponent was also unmanned who made it to the third round. It would have been hard for him to win easily, and he would have found a way to destroy his opponent herbivores during the sparring and overcame it.

However, in the process of figuring out how to destroy it, I was already analyzing and reassembling the opponent's martial arts in my head.

"It's good to have an open batting technique, but for now, practice the Thirty-Six Sword and the Shaman Martial Arts that you stole last time. Thirty-six swords. The next opponent will be more helpful than the two of you..."

"If you're next to me, Lord Nangong Jinchen?"

"Yes... As you can see, his main martial arts are also heavy swords, and he's ignorantly full of internal attacks, so he probably won't be able to handle it head-on..."

Mu Qing shook his head without saying anything at Mu Jin's advice.

It was fair advice.

* * *

The third round of the Dragon Seal Branch Tournament has come to an end, and the bracket for the semifinals has finally been decided.

The first secret dance is the shaman's clear water dojo and Shaolin's mujin·

The second secret dance is the Nangong Jincheon of the Nangong Sega and the Shaolin Buddhist Landscape·

Even though two of the Shaolin disciples who caused a stir in the Dragon Seal Branch were eliminated in the third round, the surprise still continued.

One had been beaten by the favourite, Qingshu Dojo, and the other had been eliminated by fellow Shaolin disciples.

It was surprising that two disciples of the same sect made it to the semifinals, and in addition to that, there have been rumors about it recently.

I wonder if there will be an incident where the Shaolin disciples will be able to overcome the favourites Qingshui Dojo or Nangong Jincheon.

Humans tend to line up, and they don't mind watching fights, so it was an interesting story.

The Depths of the Wulin Blind·

There were some people who were troubled by the incident that occurred at the Dragon Seal Branch this time.

"Hahaha· It seems that there are a lot of great late-year exponents who participated in this year's Dragon Seal Branch. Isn't it?"

– Does it really matter if it goes on like this? Everybody knows... The fact that the item was prepared for the purpose of Qingshu and Nangong Jincheon.

"You're right. Looking at them, I can say that the future of our political faction and the Wulin League is very bright."

– Ahem· There's no way, right? I can't suddenly stop the Dragon Seal Branch here. For now, I can only pray for the victory of the Nangong Jinchen and Qingshui dojo.

Outward words are just a camouflage to deceive others' eyes and hearings.

– Hung· Do you really need to pray? It's enough to deal with those two Shaolin disciples, or simply make them incapable of making it to the semifinals.

They were exchanging things that were quite different from what they were uttering in their mouths, quite naturally.