Genius Martial Arts Trainer

Asceticism

However, Baekun Zhenren of the Nogang Sect was not seized by blind hope.

‘If Shaolin attacks alone, they might get devoured by the enemies! We must hurry and help them.’

Currently, the formations allowed Shaolin and his own group to potentially sandwich the enemies, but the problem was the considerable distance between them.

There was also the risk that Shaolin could be overwhelmed by the enemies.

But there was an issue.

Clang!

Baekun Zhenren was solidly blocking the attacks of three opponents but couldn’t overwhelm them alone.

This was true for others as well.

Most of the fighters were disciples from Zhongnan and Wudang, specialized in defensive swordsmanship.

Of course, their martial arts were also adept at counterattacking, but on the flip side, it meant there were few who had mastered aggressive swordsmanship to push the enemy back.

It was a paradox.

The defensive martial arts allowed them to block the enemy’s offensive, but now, when it was time to counterattack, those very techniques could hinder them from seizing the opportunity.

And then,

From far away in the enemy camp, a very familiar voice to Baekun Zhenren resounded.

“It’s the hammer and anvil! Hold on a bit longer!!”

At Mu-jin’s loud cry, infused with massive internal energy, Baekun Zhenren frowned unconsciously.

‘Hammer and anvil? What is that supposed to mean?’

But unlike Baekun Zhenren, the strategists of the Jegal Family who were in command understood Mu-jin’s shout perfectly.

“Form the phalanx!! Do not advance further!”

“Hold out a bit longer and keep the enemies in front of you occupied!”

The hammer and anvil.

This was a tactic Mu-jin had used in the Jegal Family’s internal conflict.

Specifically, it was used during the rescue of Jegal Gung, who was hiding in a secret house.

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Mu-jin, who anticipated the Jegal Family would understand his words, began preparing in earnest.

The hammer and anvil is a well-known tactic in military history but is not a perfect strategy.

If either the hammer or the anvil fails, it can lead to a piecemeal defeat.

However, that was why Mu-jin thought the hammer and anvil were the best choice.

The enemies wouldn’t understand the name of the tactic, so he could shout it out openly without them catching on.

Moreover, those holding out in the Zhongnan Sect were all specialized in defense.

In other words, the anvil was perfectly prepared.

What remained was for the hammer to pierce through and crush everything between.

And there, the strongest hammer on earth was ready.

Bang!!!

Mu-jin, having fully executed the Fast Ascent Step, charged forward.

Encased entirely in the Golden Turtle Technique, Mu-jin swung his fist at anyone who dared to stand in his way.

Every time Mu-jin’s fist connected with someone’s body, a deafening explosion followed.

There was a saying among the people.

The best defense is a good offense.

By aggressively attacking the opponent, they wouldn’t have the chance to counterattack, naturally creating a defensive effect.

From this perspective, Mu-jin’s martial arts exhibited the exact opposite effect.

The best offense comes from superior defense.

With overwhelming defense, there was no need to worry about the enemy’s attacks.

Clang!

The weapons of the enemies bounced off Mu-jin’s Golden Turtle Technique.

Crack!!!

Mu-jin’s fist struck the bodies of those who launched futile attacks.

In the face of overwhelming violence, no one could stand against Mu-jin.

However, the battle currently involved more than a thousand people on both sides.

Naturally, the path Mu-jin alone could carve was too narrow for the scale of the battle.

But Mu-jin wasn’t alone.

“Keep following! Do not lose Mu-jin!”

As Mu-jin created a small breach at the forefront, the monks following him widened that breach continuously.

Charging in wedge formation, the defensive lines of the Martial Alliance and the Huashan Sect were torn like paper.

Zhongnan, feeling a sense of achievement from a few months of external training, thought they had made significant progress.

If so, what about Shaolin, who had been repeating such training for several years?

“Use all the strength you have honed!”

“Amidabha~!!!”

The monks of Shaolin, moving their limbs with bulging muscles as if performing the last set of a workout, had a formidable energy.

‘I have endured training for this moment!’

‘How regretful it would have been if we couldn’t fight today and had to consume that terrible yellow powder again!’

Whether it was from the fulfillment of enduring hardships or the intermittent training and protein supplementation on the way to Zhongnan, the monks wielded their unusually bulging muscles more vigorously.

The Shaolin monks, swinging their limbs exuberantly, all felt a similar sensation.

‘Is my body this light?’

‘My body moves freely as I think!’

Thanks to the repetitive training taught by Mu-jin over the years, they had developed much stronger muscles compared to the past.

However, they rarely felt their bodies being so light.

Following Mu-jin’s teaching, they split their muscles into different parts and trained without skipping a day, so they often felt some lingering soreness.

But this time was different.

Mu-jin had conducted training to prevent muscle loss at an appropriate level and focused on muscles at high risk of injury in actual combat.

As a result, the monks’ muscles maintained a perfect state, neither too rested nor too tense.

By appropriately warming up on the way up Mount Zhongnan for the battle, they began flying as soon as the fight commenced.

With the fierce support of the Shaolin monks wielding their muscles, Mu-jin finally reached the area where Zhongnan and Wudang’s Taoists were fighting.

It meant he succeeded in splitting the formations of the Martial Alliance and Huashan Sect.

Seeing the path completely cleared, Mu-jin turned around. Behind him, the Shaolin monks who followed were engaged in battle with the split enemy forces.

“The enemy’s formation is divided!”

“The left and right wings, spread out now and encircle the enemies!”

Following this, the strategists of the Jegal Family shouted commands, and the swordsmen of Wudang and Zhongnan, who had been focused on defense, also began their full-scale attack.

Seeing the overall battle shifting favorably, Mu-jin turned his body and headed somewhere else.

Because there was a man Mu-jin called “son of a bitch.”

“Long time no see, Leader!!”

Surrounded by several martial artists, Mu-jin leaped into the air and sent his fist towards the Martial Alliance leader.

“Hahaha. Your face has gotten quite better since I last saw you.”

While blocking a combined attack, Wi Ji-hak easily dodged Mu-jin’s fist and greeted him cheerfully.

“And you, Leader, seem to have aged ten years in that time.”

“Hahaha. All thanks to you.”

“Then, let me ensure you don’t need to age any further.”

With that, Mu-jin lunged at the leader.

The leader, in response, launched his Meteor Shower Fist towards Mu-jin just as before.

A barrage of fierce energy flew towards Mu-jin.

Amongst them, hidden killing blows aimed to leave critical wounds on a careless opponent.

But,

This time, it wasn’t like before when Mu-jin had been chased all day by the Tianluo Network.

Mu-jin, fully utilizing the Golden Turtle Technique, charged forward, ignoring the barrage of energy.

And he dismantled the surprise attacks with his Invincible Divine Fist.

As Mu-jin drew Wi Ji-hak’s attention,

“Haa!”

Jegal Jin-hui, who had moved stealthily, launched an ice attack from Wi Ji-hak’s right with Moonlit Fan Dance, while Cheongsu Dojang, with a deep smile, unleashed a deadly sword strike from the left.

However, the leader was not a man who rose to his position by mere luck.

Stepping lightly, he evaded Jegal Jin-hui’s surprise attack and instantly deflected Cheongsu Dojang’s sword with his hand clad in Blackscale Gauntlet.

Yet, their combined attack was not in vain.

While the two distracted him,

Mu-jin, who had smashed through the Meteor Shower barrage head-on, had already closed in on Wi Ji-hak.

“Now, meet your end!”

To end the fight swiftly, Mu-jin swung his fist towards Wi Ji-hak’s abdomen using the Invincible Divine Fist.

In a desperate moment, Wi Ji-hak moved his hands quickly to block Mu-jin’s fist, but

Bang!!!

With a massive explosion, Wi Ji-hak’s body was sent flying at great speed.

As Mu-jin tried to finish Wi Ji-hak, a top disciple of Wudang stepped in to stop him.

“Move away!!”

Mu-jin, having sent Wi Ji-hak flying, urgently shouted.

During the clash, Mu-jin had felt it.

Despite the violent explosion, the feeling from his fist when it hit Wi Ji-hak was incredibly light.

Wi Ji-hak had minimized the impact by throwing himself backward while blocking Mu-jin’s fist.

Pretending to be helplessly blown away, Wi Ji-hak lightly clicked his tongue and twisted his body to land steadily on the ground.

Wi Ji-hak intended to reverse the situation by dealing with the approaching top disciple of Wudang.

Regretting the missed opportunity to finish off a master, but only for a moment,

“Then, see you next time, Shaolin Dragon.”

The main reason Wi Ji-hak had let Mu-jin’s attack send him flying was to create distance from Mu-jin, Cheongsu, and Jegal

Jin-hui.

They were the most troublesome among his attackers.

Given the unfavorable turn of the battle, there was no reason for him to stay and fight to the death.

“Everyone, retreat!!”

Shouted the Martial Alliance leader, and as soon as he finished speaking, he used his lightness skill to start fleeing.

“I won’t let you escape!!”

Mu-jin, Cheongsu Dojang, and Jegal Jin-hui all used their lightness skills to chase Wi Ji-hak, but

Clang!

The warriors of the Martial Alliance blocked their way, forcing Cheongsu Dojang and Jegal Jin-hui to fall behind Mu-jin.

Unlike them, Mu-jin, fully utilizing the Fast Ascent Step and Golden Turtle Technique, ignored the enemies and charged forward.

Bang!!

While fleeing, Wi Ji-hak occasionally launched Meteor Shower Fist attacks at Mu-jin. His eyes sparkled momentarily.

This was Wi Ji-hak’s plan all along.

He intended to lure Mu-jin deep into the enemy lines and finish him off.

The sudden appearance of Shaolin had turned the battle against him, but if he could eliminate Shaolin Dragon at the cost of some of his subordinates, it would be a significant gain.

“Hahaha. How can a young man be so slow?”

Wi Ji-hak taunted Mu-jin while fleeing.

He calculated that Mu-jin, who had suffered a significant loss at his hands last time in the Tianluo Network, would be driven by revenge and lose his composure.

But Wi Ji-hak had made one miscalculation.

Mu-jin, who appeared to be a hot-blooded young man in his early twenties,

was, in fact, a cunning old hand with ten years of experience as a fitness trainer.

The moment Mu-jin, who had been charging furiously, suddenly stopped,

Wi Ji-hak sensed something was wrong.

Smirk.

Mu-jin, who had halted, had a mocking smile on his face.

“Run away alone, Leader.”

Seeing through Wi Ji-hak’s intentions, Mu-jin bid him farewell and

Bang!!!

began swinging his fists wildly at the surrounding enemies.

With Wi Ji-hak retreating,

Mu-jin rampaged among the Martial Alliance warriors like a tiger let loose in a rabbit pen.

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