Human Testing (2)

 

As usual, when you come back from your workout, you can look at your muscles and get drunk with pleasure.

Choi Kang-hyuk, who was happy that his muscles had grown, soon returned to Mujin instead of Choi Kang-hyuk.

What he saw was a man in the early stages of the Hell Spear who was transforming into a square man.

This was still not enough for Helchang, but before he was Helchang, Mutuga·

Mujin managed to come to his senses and raised his arm and passed it behind his back, just in case.

It was often a position to scratch myself when my back was tickling, but I felt that the deltoid muscles in my shoulders and the biceps muscles in my forearms were interfering with the movement.

The good news was that it felt uncomfortable, but I managed to touch my fingertips on my back.

"Phew· It was dangerous."

If your muscles are disturbed by this kind of movement, it will be difficult for you to perform a martial art.

"I almost ended up like Mugung ...

Remembering Mugung, who is synonymous with stiffness, Mujin decided to revise his schedule in the future.

"I'm going to have to work hard for a while..."

For now, I've decided to prioritize muscle compression and focus a little more on flexibility.

But that didn't mean he was going to stop doing it altogether. How can you get rid of those muscles when you've grown them?

* * *

The next day·

"Huh?"

Mu Jin stopped his iron earlier than usual, and such a sound came out of the mouths of those who were watching his workout at the same time.

Mujin, who usually works out for a while, somehow started to clean up the metal about 30 minutes early.

"Are you already exercising?"

Seeing Mu Jin start to put on the clothes she had taken off, Zhuge Jinxi asked with regret that she couldn't hide.

"I feel like I've overgained a lot of muscle and I'm thinking about taking a break."

"Are you saying you're going to lose muscle?"

Mujin replied to her question with a stunned face.

"Muscle loss... What are you talking about?"

"So what are you going to do?"

Mu Jin's reaction as if it was causing a game made Zhuge Jinxi hesitate and asked.

"Ahem· We're going to keep the muscles, but we're going to compress them by increasing the achievement of the Jade Steel. For the time being, I'm going to spend a little less time on ironwork and more time cultivating jade steel."

"Oh, I see..."

Zhuge Jinxi closed his mouth in regret. It wasn't because I had less time to look at my muscles.

It wasn't exactly for that reason.

The method of cultivation was Mujin, who was public, but Jade Jin Kang Gong was Mujin, who did not cultivate in front of others.

It was a martial art that Hyunkwang told me, so I didn't intend to reveal it casually.

In other words, the words of cultivating the Jade Kumgang Gong were tantamount to issuing a blessing order to those here.

But he wasn't saying he was going to leave right away, so Zhuge Jinxi swallowed his regret and asked a "public" question.

"So today's training was just to maintain the status quo?"

"That's right..."

"Can we get an explanation of the status quo later?"

This was an important issue.

As long as Mujin didn't reveal the Jade Kumgang Gong, most of the Mujin would be more important to maintain than grow once they reached a certain level.

Once you have perfected the body shape and muscle quality that matches the martial arts you are learning, the changes in your muscles will be poisonous.

"Hmmm· It's actually a sensory realm based on experience. If you have a little too much muscle, you need to reduce the intensity of your training a little and gradually increase the intensity when it is not enough, and create the most appropriate repetition procedure."

“··· You're saying that trial and error is bound to happen."

"Yes· Isn't that the same for me now?"

Mujin's answer made her let out a faint exclamation, as if she had realized it.

"Oh... Then, it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to study how to find the proper repetition procedure."

"It doesn't matter, but... It's going to take a while, right?"

"You don't have to worry about time. After all, I'm going to be in Shaolin for a year to check the changes in the seasons just to make sure that the Jin Law is continuous."

It was half true and half false.

Since it is a true method that uses nature, there was a possibility that subtle problems could arise in the base system due to seasonal climate change.

However, the Zhuge Sega's true method was basically set up with that in mind.

It's just that they have a "justification" to stay because there is a chance that a defect will occur about one in a hundred.

Of course, Mujin, who was no stranger to the true law, could only move on.

And that evening·

Mu Jin, who was resting after completing his training and muscle lengthening surgery, happened to encounter Mu Gong in the precincts of Shaolin Temple.

After returning to Shaolin, Mu Jin and everyone else were busy cultivating.

Seeing Mu Jin for the first time in a long time, Mu Gong was a little surprised.

'Did that madman gain more muscle?'

After all, it's strange that he's not gaining muscle since he's singing muscle muscle like that.

But why?

Mujin, who I haven't seen in a long time, glanced around his body and made a strange noise before leaving.

"Wow... I almost ended up like that..."

"Like that? What do you mean by that? Huh?"

Mujin asked back, feeling uncomfortable, but Mujin hurriedly left the place as if he was worried about getting sick.

Mu Gong, who looked at Mu Jin's back with a puzzled face for a while, immediately turned off his nerves.

It was a waste of life to care about every time a madman did something crazy.

But the madman was worth watching and learning from time to time...

'Hmmm· Shall I build more muscle?'

Mu Gong thought of Mu Jin who was about to catch up with him.

'Yes! You also said that it is more important to build up my martial arts than to learn new things!"

Then, what if the depth of the inner cavity and the height of the inner cavity and the height of the inner cavity are added to the muscle strength?

Anyway, I don't even have a pleasure or pleasure trick for me.

So why not build up your muscles and take it to the extreme?

With his thoughts in place, Mu Gong headed for the theater full of iron.

* * *

And so on for another month.

Mu Jin worked hard to maintain his strength and increase the achievement of the Jade Kumgang Gong, and was able to obtain a certain amount of achievement from the Jade Kumgang Gong.

From then on, Mujin adjusted the ratio of jade strength and strength training to a fine line, adjusting the amount of exercise every time he tried to become a square person, gradually increasing his strength.

One day, after another time,

Mu Jin, who happened to face Mu Gong, asked with a stunned expression.

“··· Mugunga· Did you eat something wrong?"

“잘못 먹었냐니? 왜?”

"No, it's not something wrong, but how can an ignorant big guy get bigger?"

I didn't notice it when I ran into him from time to time, but today I saw Mujin's body.

But what the hell is it? Mu Jin replied to Mu Jin's question with a triumphant face.

"Looks like you've figured it out now... Hmph· In the meantime, why do you feel weaker than last time?"

What could be more provocative for an exercise addict? Mujin's forehead stood blood.

"I compressed it on purpose... Why did you gain more muscle when you didn't even learn the Jade Steel?"

“훗·”

Instead of answering Mu Jin's question directly, Mu Gong snorted and took the flag bearer ceremony of the Nyorai Xinjiang.

And the moment when Mu Infinite stretches out his work...

Boom!

The flames were even more powerful than what I had seen before.

"What do you think?"

Mu Gong, who had demonstrated, said in a very triumphant tone, but Mu Jin let out a deep sigh and stood in front of Mu Gong.

Then he lifted his left hand outstretched and made it straight in his right hand. It's like holding a mitt in boxing training.

"Do you want to hit this palm with your kidney? Stretch out your right hand exactly in a straight line..."

Mu Jin was puzzled by Mu Jin's instructions, and then he unfolded a second of the Nyorai Xinjiang.

And as a result, a voice came out of Mu Mu's mouth, "Huh?"

He thought he had reached out in front of him, but for some reason, Mu Jin's palm barely touched the tip of Mu Jin's left palm.

"Did you slip around?"

"Hey, you mutually motivated bastard... I've so ignorantly grown my biceps and pectoralis majors, so will my arms go straight? The muscles are stacked on top of each other, and the arms are spread out to the sides..."

"A martial priest! You're talking too much!"

"Didn't I tell you clearly? You can't build more muscle there, so just keep it up and focus on muscle lengthening. If you can't remember what you said, what's the difference between you and Mu Yul?"

Mu Gong, who was speechless at Mu Jin's point, blushed and exclaimed.

"Humph! Did you think about it all?"

Saying that, Mu Gong twisted his body slightly to the side and stretched out his kidneys towards Mu Jin's palm.

As much as his arms fell to the side, he twisted his body in reverse and spread it out.

"How's that? Isn't that okay?"

"Do you want to do that in practice? When your opponent is in front of you, do you dare to twist your body to the side and use your Nyai Kidney? What kind of flounder are you?"

In the end, Mu Jin was bombarded one after another, and Mu Gong only bowed his head with a gloomy face.

'Damn it. I'm on par with the Martial Priest."

Mu Jin sighed at the dejected appearance of Mu Jin and gave him some advice.

"For a while, I'm going to refrain from losing some muscle and focus on muscle lengthening. In my spare time, I'd rather devote myself to the deliberation method and increase my internal work. If I cultivate in that state, I'm going to become a real flounder..."

Mu Jin, who had given Mu Gong advice that would become his bones and muscles, headed to his place to cultivate today.

And after the muscles had finished screaming with joy.

Research on external attack training methods· Zhuge Jinhui, who was also writing Mu Jin's exercise diary, asked with a faint smile.

"Looks like you've found some balance now?"

At her words, Mu Jin burst out laughing vigorously, unlike when he was dealing with Mu Gong.

"Hahaha· At first, I was a little confused, but now I feel like I'm getting the hang of it."

At first, he struggled a lot to keep up with the pace of his muscle development, but lately he seemed to have found a good balance.

Yesterday I felt like my muscles were sticking out a little too much, but today I was in just the right shape.

'Maybe it was because my muscles were pumped up right after my workout yesterday?'

It was Mujin who was thinking so positively.

And the next day·

Mujin, who woke up in the morning and looked at his body with longing, froze as it was.

I don't know if it's because of my mood, but I feel a little thinner than yesterday.

Naturally, Mujin's mind flashed back to the conversation he had with Mu Gong.

'Damn· Maybe it's because I was talking about muscle loss yesterday."

I wonder if the price of encouraging others to lose muscle came to me.

"Or maybe he didn't curse me?"

Mujin thought of such a superstitious idea, but then shook his head.

"Oh, no matter how martial arts you are, it's a curse... I guess it's just my mood..."

Maybe it was because it was morning and he looked a little skinny. There wasn't much of a difference.

I told myself that it was because of my mood and worked out for a few days.

"It's not my mood!!"

No matter how I looked at it now, I was definitely thinner than the day I met her.

Misreading· Misreading·

Biting his nails like a paranoid person, Mujin was worried.

"Why? Why? Why do I lose weight? You've lost a lot of weight, right? I don't think I'm a muscle loss, do I?"

For a moment, even the person watching from the sidelines would be in a state of emotional instability.

Every time he cultivated martial arts, his brain spun more intensely, and a clue appeared in Mujin's mind.

"No way...?"

It wasn't a sure thing, but at least when he thought about his current state and his recent lifestyle. It was the most likely reason.

At least based on the kinematic knowledge and experience that Mujin has acquired.

And, sadly, this was the kind of problem he couldn't solve on his own.

Mujin sat down on the floor, grinded the jelly, and began to scribble something on the paper.