Human Testing (1)

 

To become a great disciple of the Japanese gate, and later become a gossip lord, and from there to become a long-term disciple.

It was a goal in life for someone living in a martial arts world, but it wasn't for Mujin.

It wasn't because of a reluctance to be a boss.

If I had a repulsion to do that, I wouldn't have been able to become the owner of a major health club.

Nonetheless, why is Mu Jin reluctant to become the Great Disciple of Shaolin?

'Are you crazy and want to be a monk for the rest of your life?'

It was also because of his rejection of the life of a monk.

I can't even get married. Meat eating is also prohibited. I can't even drink.

Of course, in modern times, Mujin didn't drink alcohol because of his muscles, but in this world it was different, because he could blow up Zhu Qing with his inner air.

'No, I don't. After I become the moderator, I can change the rules, right?'

He thought about it for a moment, but then Mujin shook his head.

What I've seen so far. The head of the room couldn't decide the big and small affairs of Shaolin on his own.

No, beyond that, in the first place·

"I've got at least thirty years left to be the head of the room anyway, and there's no guarantee that I'll be here until then."

In terms of the development of the novel, the story of the trilogy will come to an end within ten years at the latest.

And after that, maybe you will go back to the present day.

What if you solved all the cases and still stayed in this world?

‘··· Then you should get married and live happily ever after. The monk is a dog's horn.

It's a shame that I'm trapped in the medieval martial arts world, but I'm a monk. It wasn't supposed to be.

In other words, he couldn't be the head of the room.

Of course, it was also possible to accept the position of high disciple in moderation and then see the end of the whole story.

If he were to go back to the present day, he would disappear anyway. If not, it would have been enough to just escape Shaolin as it was.

‘··· By then, Grandpa Hyun-kwang won't be around."

On top of that, there would be no more dark curtains to deal with with the Shaolin's power, so he would be able to escape without hesitation.

But despite this, why can't Mu Jin accept the position of the Great Disciple?

"If you're a great disciple, it's going to be hard for you to leave Shaolin..."

He still had a few things to do.

There were some things that I could do as a Shaolin disciple, but there were also things that I couldn't.

"After my training with Grandpa Hyunkwang is over, I have to go see him..."

In particular, from the standpoint of Mujin, who was the scribe of the current Tianma and had to come into contact with the future Tianma, the position of "Great Disciple" was a position that he could never hold.

But you can't just tell the Shaolin master that you have to meet the Heavenly Demon Scribe.

Mujin decided to refuse in a moderate manner.

"I'm sorry. I don't think the position of high disciple suits me."

"Hehehe... yes, I think well... What did you say just now?"

Was Mujin's refusal unexpected? Hyuncheon's smile that had been smiling softly hardened as it was.

"I told you that it would be difficult for me to take the position of the Great Disciple ...

"Why did you think that? Or is it because you have a low rank in the Mujabae?"

Mujin's resistance in Mujabae was just halfway through.

He was the youngest rider in the group, but there were others who preceded him, and there were children who came in after him.

However, the answer that came back was different from what Hyuncheon expected.

"Because the title of high disciple itself is not for me. I'd rather be in charge of the affairs of the Shaolin than be in charge of the affairs of the Shaolin from within. I'd rather become a disciple of the Outer Party or the Annihilation Battalion."

Mu Jin looked at Xuan Chen and added.

Judging from the look on his face, he was going to turn his words around, as if he was going to force him to stay still.

"Oh... Speaking of which, Master Zhuge Jinxi came to me and asked me to teach him how to cultivate my outer air."

"In Zhuge Sega?"

"Yes· I have agreed to receive some things from Master Zhuge Jinxi, so I accepted the offer first, but why don't you take this opportunity to leave a record of my cultivation method in Shaolin?"

Hyuncheon's interest in how to make Mujin a great disciple naturally shifted to that direction.

There was no doubt about Mujin's external attack cultivation method. Didn't Mu Jin and many of Shaolin's disciples taste its benefits?

However, as with all things, there was a risk that oral transmission would be passed down or deteriorated at any time.

"I think it's a good idea to leave a secret fee for your foreign attack cultivation method... Study it with Zhuge Sega, and talk to the martial monks of the Long Pavilion."

"Yes· Then I'll leave it at that."

Before Hyuncheon grabbed him, Mujin tried to quickly leave the room manager's room, but just before he left the door, Hyuncheon added:

"Yes... I'm going to leave it out of the way for today, and think about the matter of the Great Disciple one more time."

“··· I understand..."

Mujin, who answered appropriately, left the room as it was.

* * *

The day after I rejected the room's unnutritious suggestion.

"This isn't a zoo monkey..."

Mujin felt such an impression as he sat in front of the metal ball.

"I'm ready. Mujin Monk·"

"We're ready, so let's get started."

There were about a dozen people in front of Mujin, staring at him.

Half of them were from Zhuge Sega with Zhuge Jinxi, and the other half were Shaolin martial monks.

They are Mujin's Outer Air Training Method· So they came to study iron.

But that didn't mean Mujin was going to give them a lesson.

If they were going to conduct the lesson, what they had in their hands would have been a piece of metal, not a brush and paper.

Mujin had promised to teach him the theory of iron after his workout was over.

However, there was also a problem with exercising again for the demonstration after straining the muscles, so a different method was introduced.

While Mujin is exercising that day, Zhuge Sega and Shaolin martial scholars draw pictures of Mujin exercising.

After the exercises were over, Mujin would explain each exercise, and they would add Mujin's explanation as a footnote to their drawings.

In other words, they were the ones who came to paint Mujin while he was exercising.

'Do you think this is not a zoo monkey, but a model?'

Thinking about it made me feel much more at ease.

I've taken a body profile for the gym promotion several times, so I decided to think it was a similar situation.

Shaking off his thoughts, Mujin approached the power rack, which was much thicker than the one he had used in the past, and spread his legs shoulder-width apart.

Today, I was going to warm up my muscles by lifting light weights with squats first.

"Phew..."

But it wasn't just a warm-up exercise.

Starting with the warm-up workout and ending with the main exercise· I had to concentrate and contemplate and control the movement of my muscles.

Since the human body has a limited endurance, there was a limit to the amount of time and amount that could be exercised per day.

If I passed it over, it would be self-harm, not exercise.

Only by extracting the best efficiency from a set amount of momentum at a set time can we quickly get closer to the goal.

There's a saying that gym people often say. I can't exercise today. It's a day when you don't get muscle puffing.

In order to avoid wasting such time, stretching and warm-ups. I had to be serious about every workout to maintain high efficiency.

* * *

Mujin, who had begun to exercise in earnest, seemed to have forgotten the existence of the fifteen people around him who were watching him.

He just concentrates all his attention on his own muscles and iron, and repeatedly lifts and lowers the metal with repetitive breathing.

Therefore, in the courtyard of the dwelling place of the Prefecture, the sound of Mujin's breathing...

"Phew..."

Sweep ·

Sweep ·

The sound of Zhuge Sega and Shaolin martial scholars painting could only be heard faintly.

They were positioned in a large circle around Mujin, and each of them was drawing a picture from eight different directions.

After each exercise, he wanted to understand every single aspect of Mujin's posture and muscle movements from the front and diagonal back.

"Phew..."

When Mujin finished the last round of his warm-up workout and was taking a deep breath.

One of the Zhuge family warriors in the back flashed and raised his hand.

"Monk Mujin· I have a request."

"Yes· You say..."

"I'm sorry, but could you please fold your pants up a little? That's ... I can't see the movement of the semimembranous muscles because they are hidden by clothing."

The Shaolin martial monks who were painting with the brave man's words also added their words.

"Ahem· In fact, we were a little uncomfortable with that..."

"Shouldn't the muscles be exposed in order to see the correct muscle movements?"

When even the Shaolin martial monks said so, Mu Jin gladly took off his jacket.

I couldn't even take off my pants, so I cut them off to the level of moderately short shorts.

'Why does it really feel like you're taking a body profile?'

Mujin, who smiled faintly at the noble memories, soon brushed off his thoughts and regained his focus on the exercise.

In the first place, there were other people, so I just dressed up and exercised.

When I was exercising alone or with my children, I often took off my jacket, so I felt more comfortable.

"Phew..."

Sweep ·

Sweep ·

As Mujin immersed himself in the exercise again, the same small sound echoed throughout the hall.

However, unusual sounds would often mingle between them.

"Huh

"How could you have such a muscle..."

I wonder if it's because I took off my clothes and started this exercise.

Every time Mujin struck again, the vicious muscles attached to his body twitched violently.

Some of the onlookers could hardly hide their exclamations.

Not to mention Shaolin, who had already been tainted by Mujin, the people of the Zhuge Sega family who had recently been trained by Mujin also had a vague knowledge.

How long do you have to do those painful, static exercises to build muscle that big?

‘··· How much power will the martial arts that you perform with such a body exert?"

"It's a body for nothing! It's beautiful!'

Very occasionally there would be a dry swallowing sound mixed with such sentimental exclamations.

Gulp·

The man of the Zhuge family, who had been painting Mu Jin for a long time, involuntarily turned his head towards the epicenter of the swallowing sound.

“··· Lord Soga?"

There, Zhuge Jinxi had stopped brushing and was swallowing dryly.

Like a man who found water in the midst of his thirst.

Seeing the man's puzzled gaze, Zhuge Jinxi finally realized her ugliness and hurriedly began to control her expression.

She had developed an uncanny ability to control her face from blushing, and she said with her usual chilly face.

"Isn't that great?"

"Oh yes... Isn't that right?"

"We're going to get a way to build a body like that. And that's how we create the New Co-Ophthalmology. It's a drooling situation. Isn't that right?"

If he said no, he would not let go, and the man of the Zhuge family shook his head in a hurry.

"That's right."

However, Zhuge Jinxi was still glaring coldly at him, and Zhuge Sega's manly could soon deduce the reason.

Gulp·

The man swallowed dryly, as Zhuge Jinxi did, and Zhuge Jinxi turned his head with a satisfied expression.

* * *

Mujin enjoyed every day.

I can't believe that I can live my life completely focusing on building muscle.

Every day, she lifts the heavy pieces of metal that Zhuge Jinxi gave her, straining her muscles, and Zhuge Jinhui and Hyunkwang (!) Through the various foods that were provided to me, I was able to get the ingredients I needed and build up my body.

And when he took a break from exercising and eating, he told them about the benefits of the day's exercises and what to pay attention to when taking a posture, based on the drawings made by the Shaolin monks and the Zhuge family.

"When you do this exercise, it may look like you're using your arms, but you shouldn't... When you pull the iron, you should concentrate on the muscles of your chest, and when you push it out, you should focus on the infraspinatus muscles, which are located on the side of the wing bones, not on the arms."

How long has it been for me to focus so much on my diet and protein intake?

Mujin, who had been intoxicated by exercise, looked at his muscles reflected in admiration and realized that something was wrong.

"What is this muscle pig...?"

It was Mujin whose muscle development had preceded the achievement of the Jade Kumgang Ball.