Political Affairs (3)

 

Looking at Mu Jin, who was now more relaxed than before, Liu Xuehua smiled softly.

"It's late, so I'm going to get up..."

"Yes· Take a look· Lord Sulwhath·"

After exchanging a light greeting with Mujin... Liu Xuehua said the last thing he had been saving.

"Please do your best to help the Political League win. And above all, please keep Monk Mujin alive."

With that, she greeted him and left Mujin's residence.

* * *

The next morning·

Those who arrived in Hunan Province first waited for the new members of the Zhongnam and Tang Zhuge families to join them in the future, helping with the construction of the Meng and cultivating on their own.

Mu Jin was also about to start cultivating, but Zhuge Muhuan came to visit him.

"What has been going on since early in the morning?"

As the establishment of the League was formally discussed, it was inevitable that various positions would be created.

Although not all the armed forces and positions have yet been cleared, the position of the General Army naturally belonged to Zhuge Muhuan.

Now that he was in charge of the general military in the newly created Political Affairs League following the collapsed Wulin League, it was likely that a man with such an unusual background would not appear in Wulin for a while.

A man with such an unusual background opened his mouth with a smile that he had never made before.

"Now there will be a lot of hot-blooded warriors here. Kwon (拳帝) ·"

When Zhuge Muhuan called himself Kwon Jie, Mu Jin felt goosebumps sprout up without knowing it.

‘··· Will you get used to this star after a while?'

Or maybe there was a more serious nickname in the future.

"Ahem· I know, but... Are you here to remind me of it in case I've forgotten about it?"

"I'm here to tell you more accurately."

Saying that, Zhuge Muhuan folded the fan and pretended to tap them one by one, as if there were some kind of bell hanging in the air.

"The Shaolin shamans, the martial arts of the Zhuge Tang family, will gather here. In addition, those who have agreed to join us in the past will also come here. In addition, countless unmanned people from all over the Central Plains will also flock to the area."

Looking at Mu Jin's expression, who wanted to tell another story that he knew all about, Zhuge Muhuan unfolded the folding fan and said,

"And you need a focal point to lead those who are no different from the central ones."

“··· If it's the centerpiece, isn't there already a fierce lord?"

"Fufufu · The King doesn't go to battle. After all, when the king falls, everything is over. The focal point I'm talking about is not the focal point of 'decision-making'. I'm talking about the center of gravity on the battlefield."

"You mean the commander? Like a general?"

"It's a little different. I'm going to make a strategy anyway for myself and the upcoming military society. The core of the battlefield that I am talking about is "longevity" that everyone can trust and follow. So, to put it simply, we need heroes. "If you go after that man, you'll win. I can survive." The kind of hero that soldiers can trust and follow..."

From Title to Hero· Mu Jin frowned as the story continued to shrivel up.

If someone else said it, it would be a compliment, but for some reason, Zhuge Muhuan seemed to be aiming for something.

"So you want me to be that hero?"

"Hahaha· You don't have to be a hero."

“???”

Turning to Mu Jin, who had a puzzled expression, Zhuge Muhuan pointed to the folding fan again.

"You're already a hero. . . A genius of fire who single-handedly overcame the man who was called the lord of the Wulin Meng and the king of the realm at the age of only a late exponent. Alone, he overcame the pincer attack of the Ami Sect, the Qingcheng Sect's Zhang Wen Yin, and the Fortune Spear Sect Elders, and led the battle to victory. That's the evaluation of the title from the public's point of view."

“····”

Mu Jin was speechless for a moment at the endless compliments, then let out a deep sigh and asked:

"What do you want from me if you end this point?"

"It's simple· If he is a hero that everyone sees as a hero, then from now on, all the young warriors who come here will have no choice but to follow him. We are going to select the young warriors who come to Meng to form an armed force, and you can take charge of the captain of the armed forces."

When I turned down the position of the commander, this time the captain of the armed forces was waiting for me.

For some reason, Mu Jin felt that it would be difficult to refuse this time, so he sighed and said,

"What are you supposed to do there? If it's a job where you have to divide the faction or plan a strategy or tactics, it's not a good fit for me."

"You don't have to worry. Fufufu · I know you don't have a knack for using your brain."

“····”

I didn't know if this was the one who came to recruit me or the one who came to crack me.

Whether Mu Jin had a puzzled look on his face or not, Zhuge Muhuan said with a characteristic expression.

"But he has great intuition and determination, so he is more than capable of being a 'field commander' rather than a 'soldier' ... Also, there is only one thing we want from you. All you have to do is bring together the young warriors who are no different from the Junggu Heating who have different origins."

"It's easier said than done, but how do you come together?"

Zhuge Muhuan shrugged his shoulders lightly at Mu Jin's sullen reaction.

"Well, it's okay to gather a group of young warriors for a drink, or you can give them advice on martial arts or help them with training. Since Kwonjie's reputation is already well known in the Middle Kingdom, there will be many people who will regard his advice as if it were gold."

"Hmmm..."

Mujin pondered for a moment.

"It's going to be a drinking party for a while, so I don't think it's going to be a drinking party."

He can't just drink for days in a row when he needs to improve his skills to deal with Shincheon.

"Oh... Speaking of which, you said that sooner or later, people from Jongnam and Zhuge will also come. So they're coming under me too?"

"Yes· The young warriors are going to do that, but do you have any inconveniences?"

Mu Jin shook his head at Zhuge Muhuan's words.

"It meant that it was good."

Guys who can be used as trainers are coming to my feet.

* * *

Hansung Chang·

He was a young powerhouse from Sango County, Jiangxi Province.

He was the second son of the traditional Hokenmun clan in Sango Prefecture, and he was a young man who devoted himself to martial arts training during the day and enjoyed drinking in the evenings while discussing the future of Kangho with his young friends from the Mun sect who were living nearby.

Then he happened to see a poster.

It was a sign that a new alliance would be established to drive out the Sado and Safa forces that were disturbing the Central Plains.

And Zhang Hansheng was willing to get ready and set out towards Hunan Dongjing Lake.

The reason was simple. The desire to slay the despicable Safa had burned in his heart, and above all, it was because there was a power there.

Despite being the same age as him, he is already considered one of the best players in the Middle Plains.

Zhang Hansheng, who excitedly searched for the Dong Zheng Lake, was able to arrive at the building of the Political Pavilion before long.

There, a screening was underway to select members, and Zhang Hansheng was able to pass the screening without difficulty.

'After all... My skills are good enough here, too."

He was full of pride.

Since he was born and raised only in Sango Prefecture, his worries about whether he might be a frog in a well melted away when he passed the membership examination.

But a few days later·

When he passed the membership examination and went to the Political Affairs League on the day of the official convocation. It wasn't hard to see that his thoughts were arrogant.

Unmanned people who were scattered in ununified outfits like themselves.

He thought as he looked at the people who were in a similar situation to him, who had come from all over the world.

‘··· It's all formidable."

Those who are considered inferior to themselves in terms of the atmosphere and momentum they feel are counted among the hand.

But even worse were those who wore uniform attire.

Shaolin Shaolin Shaman Zhongnan Zhuge Tang Family·

The warriors of his age, each dressed in their own unique uniforms, all exuded a stronger momentum than him.

By the time Zhang Hansheng was intimidated by their momentum,

Jersey· Jersey·

With the sound of heavy footsteps, a new figure entered the theater.

Naturally, all eyes were on him.

‘··· I don't feel any particular momentum, do you?'

You can feel the strength in your rock-like muscles, but in the end, it's all about the inside of the ball. Zhang Hansheng didn't feel that the man was a master.

However, contrary to Zhang Hansheng's sentiments, he stepped up to the top with a dignified stride and opened his mouth with a deep inner voice.

"Nice to meet you. From today, you will be a member of the Armed Forces of the Political Affairs League. It is said that this is Mu Jin of Shaolin, who has been appointed as the captain of the Sacred Battalion."

“!!!”

Zhang Hansheng looked at Mu Jin with a surprised face. And most of those who didn't know Mujin's identity had similar reactions.

'That man, that's the one?'

I didn't feel any particular momentum. But when I think about it, the inner air in his voice a moment ago was nothing short of gloomy.

"They said you can't judge your opponent when the level difference is big, and I didn't think that was true..."

While Zhang Hansheng was thinking about it, Mu Jin said again with a deep feeling.

"As a captain, I will lead your training, but since each of you has a different martial arts skill, I will focus on the external attack rather than the internal attack."

At Mu Jin's words, Zhang Hansheng had a regretful expression.

I thought it was a chance to be taught by a great master, but it was only a foreign attack.

"Ouch!!"

"Understood!!"

But what the hell is it?

Just as I thought the masters were gathered, a series of loud shouts erupted from the Tang Street.

Surprised, Zhang Hansheng turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him with anticipation.

‘··· What is it?'

While Zhang Hansheng is puzzled· Kwon Ze spoke again.

"As there are many people here, we will have a teaching assistant to guide us smoothly."

As if it had been arranged before Mu Jin could finish speaking, the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect flew away.

"Ouch!!"

With an unidentified shout·

As the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect spread out throughout the hall and took their places, the Emperor continued.

"If the monk first demonstrates and explains the posture for the cultivation of the outer gong, then the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect, who are in charge of the teaching assistant, will do the same. You should look at the posture of the Zhongnan Sect trainers and imitate their posture."

"!! Evil"

As Zhong Nan Sect shouted a similar cry again, Kwon Jie furrowed his brow.

"Ahem· Teaching assistants· Today is an 'ordinary' training, so there is no need to unify the answer with 'evil.'"

"Training is like the real thing! Practice is like training!"

"Whether it's training or actual combat, I'm going to stick with evil! Ouch!!"

“····”

At the roaring cry of the Zhongnan Sect disciples, Kwon Ze bowed his head and bowed.

Mu Jin let out a loud sigh secretly and proceeded with the training as if he had given up.

"Today is the first day, so I'm going to tell you how to train your lower body and core muscles, which are the most important for Muin."

Mujin taught the movements mainly bodyweight exercises using sandbags that he had kept around the table beforehand.

It was a hastily arranged training schedule, and they didn't have enough metal to share with the hundreds of young warriors here.

However, since Shaolin had already taught bodyweight exercises using the sac several times, there were plenty of moves to teach him.

And when Mujin demonstrates the moves...

"Ouch!!"

Everywhere, the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect mimicked the movement and let out grotesque screams.

But when the training started, it wasn't just the Zhongnan sect that was weird.

"I am!"

"Happy!!"

Every time he bent and extended his legs, he let out a grotesque scream from Zhuge Sega as well.

"I am!"

"Ouch!"

"Happy!"

"Ouch!!"

At the fantastic duet created by Zhong Nanfa and Zhuge Sega, Zhang Hansheng looked around with a mesmerized face.

‘··· Does this really make any sense?'

Zhang Hansheng, who had come to Tokyo with a lot of expectations, feared that he had made the wrong choice.