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"Shaolin Mu-jin! Lolos kualifikasi babak pertama!"
"Selamat atas kelulusanmu. Babak pertama telah selesai, dan babak ini dijadwalkan berlangsung lima hari lagi, jadi silakan kembali saat itu."
Salah satu penguji menuliskan nama dan afiliasi Mu-jin di selembar kertas yang tampak seperti buku tamu, lalu menyerahkan plakat untuk para peserta yang berhasil.
Di tengah jalan keluar dari arena setelah babak pertama kualifikasi· Ada seseorang yang mendekati ruang tanda tanpa pendamping.
"Biksu Mu-jin· Sudah lama tidak bertemu..."
"Amitabha Buddha· Putri Zhuge Jinhui· Sudah lama. Hahaha·"
Zhuge Jinhui, yang telah menyaksikan ujian Mu-jin dari kejauhan, menyapa Mu-jin dengan senyuman.
"Oh... Aku belum pernah melihat orang-orang ini sebelumnya. Bergiliran, itu tak terbatas tanpa prinsip..."
"Senang bertemu denganmu. Namaku Zhuge Jinhui."
Saat perkenalan Mu-jin, Zhuge Jinxi menyapa ketiga orang itu, dan kemudian ketiganya membalas sapaan itu.
Akhir-akhir ini, dia menyapaku dengan nada blak-blakan yang sudah cukup membuatku terbiasa.
"Amitabha Buddha· Namanya Tanpa Batas."
Mungkin karena masih malu, atau mungkin terkejut dengan kecantikan Zhuge Jinhui, dia menyapa dengan sedikit ragu-ragu.
"Amitabha Buddha· Ini duniawi..."
Akhirnya, itu adalah sapaan yang jujur.
"Wow! Kamu cantik sekali!"
"Mu-yul-ah· Kebiasaan macam apa itu?"
"Heheh... Aku minta maaf atas hukuman mati· Amitabha Buddha· Ini disebut bukan apa-apa!"
Zhuge Jinxi tersenyum tipis melihat hukuman mati yang tampak blak-blakan dan biksu yang usil itu.
"Whoa... Tidak apa-apa. Wanita mana yang tidak suka kata cantik?"
Ada sosok dengan ekspresi aneh di wajahnya, dan wanita yang mengikuti Zhuge Jinxi ke arah mereka. Tang Somi melakukannya.
Beberapa hari yang lalu, setelah bertemu Zhuge Jinxi untuk pertama kalinya di aula keluarga Zhuge, Tang Somi, yang tertarik padanya, terus mengikutinya.
Zhuge Jinxi hanya acuh tak acuh, jadi tidak terlalu sulit untuk mengikutinya.
Dan seperti yang diamati Tang Xiao Mi dalam beberapa hari terakhir, Zhuge Jinhui telah menatap para pria yang berteriak bahwa dia cantik dan cantik, seolah-olah dia memandang mereka seperti serangga.
Tapi mengapa ada begitu banyak senyuman di sini?
Mu-jin, yang melihat perubahan ekspresi Tang Somi, memiringkan kepalanya dan bertanya.
"Apakah kamu anggota rombongan Zhuge Jinxi?"
"Oh, ini bukan seperti grup..."
"Ini grup! Halo semuanya! Ini Dangsomi..."
Zhuge Jinxi, yang hendak menyingkirkan lintah yang mengganggu itu, menoleh dan menghela napas.
Sementara itu, Tang Xiao Mi sangat energik dan mengobrol dengan para murid Shaolin.
"Jika kamu Tuan Tang, apakah kamu penguasa keluarga Tang Sichuan?"
"Ya! Wanita cantik dari keluarga Sichuan! Kecantikan Pertama Sichuan! Ini Dangsomi..."
"Oh... Benarkah?"
Mu-jin menjawab dengan ekspresi gemetar, dan Mu Gong serta Mu Qing mencoba yang terbaik untuk berpura-pura tidak mendengar.
"Huh? Tuan itu lebih cantik dariku tadi. Kota! Eup!"
Mu-yul, yang hendak mengucapkan omong kosong, dikalahkan oleh Mu-gung, yang cepat melihat seperti pria besar.
"Pendeta mengucapkan kesalahan. Aku minta maaf atas namamu. Dashi Dangsomi·"
"Oh maaf... Jangan khawatir· Bukankah setiap orang punya standar kecantikan yang berbeda? Ho Ho Ho· Tidak masalah karena setiap kali aku melihatnya, aku pikir aku yang paling cantik."
Bahkan Mu-jin menjulurkan lidahnya ke dalam hati melihat ekspresi percaya dirinya.
Tentu saja, itu tidak berarti dia wanita yang jelek. Secara objektif, dia wanita cantik. Ini adalah citra kecantikan yang sangat berbeda dari Zhuge Jinhui dan Liu Xuehua.
Zhuge Jinxi adalah wanita cantik dengan kesan mulia dan elegan. Di sisi lain, Tang Somi agak seperti itu. Itu adalah kesan cantik yang penuh kesehatan yang baik.
Dari sudut pandang Mu-jin, mengetahui keserakahan dan usaha Zhuge Jinxi untuk seni bela diri, Zhuge Jinxi juga wanita cantik yang penuh kesehatan yang baik. Dilihat dari penampilannya, itu memang kesan seperti itu.
Di sisi lain·
Tang Somi terintegrasi oleh Mu-jin (?) Dia tidak menyukai penampilannya, jadi Zhuge Jinxi buru-buru memotong percakapan.
"Oh... Sebenarnya, kami menonton sambil berpartisipasi dalam penilaian. Biksu Mu-jin, sepertinya kamu telah melatih qi luarmu lebih banyak lagi selama ini..."
"Sudah dua setengah tahun sejak saat itu, jadi aku pikir itu harus sedikit lebih lama. Hahaha·"
"Aku pikir aku telah bekerja keras selama dua setengah tahun, tapi sepertinya Biksu Mu-jin bahkan lebih baik dari dirinya saat itu..."
"Aku ingin tahu seberapa banyak Tuan Zhuge Jinxi pasti merasakan... Berapa pon yang kamu angkat akhir-akhir ini?"
Apakah karena aku sudah pindah ke topik olahraga? Itu adalah Zhuge Jinhui dan Mu-jin yang berbicara tentang beban yang mereka bawa.
Namun, untuk kesedihan Zhuge Jinhui, Tang Xiao Mi selalu menyela percakapan mereka.
"Dua setengah tahun yang lalu? Apakah sesuatu terjadi di antara kalian berdua saat itu?"
Zhuge Jinxi dengan cepat menjawab pertanyaannya atas nama Mu-jin.
"Sekitar waktu itu, aku kebetulan bertemu dengan seorang biksu dan kami melakukan sesi tanding... Setelah sesi tanding, kami berbicara sedikit tentang seni bela diri."
Penjelasan Zhuge Jinxi membuat wajah Tang Xiomi terlihat terkejut.
"Kakak Zhuge yang sombong itu bahkan melakukan sesi tanding dan berbicara tentang seni bela diri?"
Itu adalah Zhuge Jinhui yang tidak mudah bergaul dengan para ahli muda lainnya yang berasal dari generasi yang sama dengannya. Bahkan jika Tang Somi pergi dengannya sekarang, itu hanya tindakan sepihak.
Merasa bingung, pikiran Tang Somi secara alami mengingat cerita yang dia dengar beberapa hari yang lalu.
'Biksu itu! Aku ingin memenangkan Pertemuan Segel Naga ini!'
Biksu Mu-jin itu pasti Bendahara misterius yang Zhuge Jinxi anggap di atas Nangong Jinchen, yang dikatakan yang terbaik di benua itu.
"Biksu Mu-jin lebih ahli daripada yang aku kira!"
Tang Xiomi berkata sambil tersenyum lebar, dan Mu-jin menggelengkan kepalanya.
"Kami belum pada titik di mana kami bisa mendengar itu."
Mu-jin memberikan jawaban yang cukup rendah hati, dan Zhuge Jinxi menyelinap ke dalam percakapan.
"Sepertinya kamu telah melewati babak pertama kualifikasi, tapi ke mana kamu akan pergi?"
"Oh... Sebenarnya, kami membuat taruhan ringan selama kualifikasi pertama, tapi kami berpikir untuk meluangkan waktu untuk melakukan latihan kekuatan untuk menangani hukuman itu."
"Taruhanku?"
"Seorang Buddha membuat taruhan!? Apakah itu juga murid Shaolin!?" Tang Xiao Mi bertanya dengan nada bingung, tapi tenggelam oleh pertanyaan Zhuge Jinxi berikutnya.
"Oh! Jika kamu melakukan latihan kekuatan, apakah kamu keberatan jika aku bergabung?"
"Hahaha· Aku masih bertanya-tanya berapa banyak Zhuge Jinxi telah tumbuh, tapi itu hal yang baik..."
Tang Somi, yang tersadar dalam percakapan antara keduanya, buru-buru campur tangan.
"Apakah kamu keberatan jika aku bergabung?"
Mu-jin berpikir sejenak atas permintaan Tang Somi.
Setelah Turnamen Wulin· Mu-jin telah berencana untuk melarikan diri dari Shaolin dan menuju ke Sichuan. Untuk mencegah plot yang sedang disiapkan Tirai Hitam di sana.
'Dangara... Kamu tidak perlu membuat layangan sekarang, kan?'
Tapi itu tidak berarti dia harus berteman dengannya. Atau mungkin yang terbaik adalah menghindarinya. Tujuannya adalah untuk menyelesaikan masalah sebelum keluarga Tang terlibat.
"Maaf. Ini adalah metode kultivasi pertapaan, jadi kamu tidak bisa mengganggu orang luar."
Mu-jin memotong permintaannya seperti pedang, dan Zhuge Jinxi meniup napas kegembiraan di dalam hatinya, tapi Tang Xiao Mi cukup lintah.
"Huh? Tapi apa dia baik-baik saja?"
"Aku punya layangan dua tahun lalu, dan aku mendapat izin dari pertapa saat itu..."
"Oh..."
Itu pertama kalinya dia pernah ditolak dengan dingin seperti itu dalam hidupnya sebagai anggota keluarga Tang, jadi dia menyuarakan kecanggungannya untuk pertama kalinya.
"Bolehkah kita pergi kalau begitu? Biksu Mujin·"
Sebaliknya, Zhuge Jinxi memiliki senyum yang bocor dari antara wajah cemberutnya.
'Kamu berani berbohong seperti itu dan memotongnya... Apakah itu berarti kamu menganggapku spesial?'
Aku belum pernah mendengar hal seperti mendapatkan izin dari para pertapa. Hanya saja ketika dia pergi ke Shaolin dua tahun lalu, Mu-jin telah mengajarinya cara berolahraga.
Mu-jin telah memilih ini sebagai tawar-menawar untuk mendapatkan informasi dari keluarga Zhuge, tapi Zhuge Jinhui, yang tidak tahu tentang itu, hanya bisa merasakan bantuan Mu-jin.
Pada akhirnya, meninggalkan Tang Somi di tempat, Mu-jin, Zhuge Jinhui, dan Mu-yul mulai bergerak bersama.
"··· Apakah itu pelatihan otot hukuman? Hukuman Mati Tanpa Akhir·"
"Aku juga pemula..."
"Tapi Mu-jin tidak punya hukuman pula, jadi mengapa kamu pergi untuk melatih otot-ototmu?"
"··· Bukankah itu yang seharusnya?"
"··· Itu juga benar..."
Mu Gong dan Mu Qing, yang telah mengobrol dengan wajah kosong, menghela napas.
* * *
Berapa lama waktu yang dibutuhkan Mu Jabae Sign Bang dan Zhuge Jinhui untuk berjalan di sepanjang sisi jalan bersama-sama?
Ketika Mu-jin tiba di tujuannya, dia berhenti dan berkata:
"Ini tempatnya..."
Secara alami, pandangan Zhuge Jinxi beralih ke plakat tempat dia tiba.
[Puncak Surga]
Bunta Prefektur Luar dari Aliran Surgawi· Salah satu Brigade Besar Tianhao, Paviliun Tianliu, untuk menjaga hubungan positif dengan orang-orang Wulin, telah membentuk sedikit (?) Itu adalah situasi di mana aku membayar untuk sponsor ini.
Sama sekali tidak mengejutkan bahwa Bunta dari Aliran Surgawi seperti itu terletak di prefektur luar tempat Wulin Meng berada.
Satu-satunya masalah adalah mengapa Mu-jin, yang seharusnya melakukan latihan kekuatan, datang ke sini.
'Tidak mungkin...'
Merasa firasat buruk, wajah Zhuge Jinxi mengeras secara aneh.
"Biksu Mu-jin!"
Wajahnya yang sudah mengeras mengeras lagi mendengar keceriaan suaranya yang tidak salah lagi.
Protagonis dari suara energik
Mayhem (1)
"Shaolin Wujin! First round qualifier passed!"
"Congratulations on your passing. The first round is all over, and this round is scheduled to take place five days later, so please come back then."
One of the examiners wrote Mujin's name and affiliation on a piece of paper that looked like a guest book, and handed over a plaque for the successful candidates.
On the way out of the arena after the first round of qualifying· There was a person approaching the unaccompanied sign room.
"Monk Mujin· It's been a long time since I've seen you..."
"Amitabha Buddha· Zhuge Jinhui Princess· It's been a long time. Hahaha·"
Zhuge Jinhui, who had been watching Mu Jin's examination from afar, greeted Mu Jin with a smile.
"Oh... I've never seen these guys before. In turn, it is infinitely unprincipled..."
"Nice to meet you. My name is Zhuge Jinhui."
Upon Mu Jin's introduction, Zhuge Jinxi greeted the trio, and then the trio greeted her.
Recently, he greeted me in a blunt tone that I have become quite accustomed to.
"Amitabha Buddha· It's called infinity."
Perhaps it was because he was still shy, or maybe he was surprised by Zhuge Jinhui's beauty, but he greeted her with a slight hesitation.
"Amitabha Buddha· It's unearthly..."
Finally, it was a frank greeting.
"Wow! You're so beautiful!"
"Mu Yul-ah· What kind of habit is that?"
"Heheh... I'm sorry for the death penalty· Amitabha Buddha · It's called nothing!"
Zhuge Jinxi smiled faintly at the sight of the blunt-looking death sentence and the mischievous priest.
"Whoa... It's okay. What woman doesn't like the word beauty?"
There was a figure with a bizarre look on her face, and the woman who had followed Zhuge Jinxi to them. Tang Somi did it.
A few days ago, after meeting Zhuge Jinxi for the first time in the hall of the Zhuge family, Tang Somi, who was intrigued by her, continued to follow her.
Zhuge Jinxi was just indifferent, so it wasn't too difficult to follow him.
And as Tang Xiao Mi had observed in the past few days, Zhuge Jinhui had been looking at the men who were screaming that she was beautiful and beautiful, as if she were looking at them like a bug.
But why are there so many smiles here?
Mujin, who saw the change in Tang Somi's expression, tilted his head and asked.
"Are you a member of Zhuge Jinxi's party?"
"Oh, it's not like a group..."
"It's a group! Hello everyone! It's Dangsomi..."
Zhuge Jinxi, who was about to remove the annoying leech, turned her head and sighed.
In the meantime, Tang Xiao Mi was very energetic and chatting with the Shaolin disciples.
"If you're Mr. Tang, are you the lord of the Sichuan Tang family?"
"Yes! A beautiful woman of the Sichuan family! Sichuan First Beauty! It's Dangsomi..."
"Oh . . . Is that so?"
Mu Jin replied with a trembling expression, and Mu Gong and Mu Qing tried their best to pretend not to hear.
"Huh? That lord is more beautiful than I was earlier. Town! Eup!"
Mu Yul, who was about to spit out nonsense, was overpowered by Mu Gung, who was quick to see like a big man.
"The priest uttered a mistake. I apologize on your behalf. Dashi Dangsomi·"
"Oh my... Don't worry· Doesn't everyone have a different standard of beauty? Ho Ho Ho · It doesn't matter because every time I look at it, I think I'm the most beautiful."
Even Mujin stuck out his tongue inwardly at her confident expression.
Of course, that didn't mean she was an ugly woman. Objectively, she was a beautiful woman. It's a completely different beauty image from Zhuge Jinhui and Liu Xuehua.
Zhuge Jinxi was a beautiful woman with a noble and elegant impression. On the other hand, Tang Somi is kind of like that. It was a beautiful impression full of good health.
From Mu Jin's point of view, knowing Zhuge Jinxi's greed and efforts for martial arts, Zhuge Jinxi was also a beautiful woman full of good health. Judging from his appearance, it was such an impression.
On the other hand·
Tang Somi is integrated by Mujin (?) She didn't like the way she looked, so Zhuge Jinxi hurriedly interrupted the conversation.
"Oh... In fact, we were watching while participating in the judging. Monk Mujin, it seems that you have trained your outer air even more in the meantime..."
"It's been two and a half years since then, so I think it should be a little longer. Hahaha·"
"I thought I'd worked hard for two and a half years, but it seems that Monk Mujin is even better than he was then..."
"I wonder how much the Master Zhuge Jinxi must have felt... How many pounds are you lifting these days?"
Is it because I have moved on to the topic of exercise? It was Zhuge Jinhui and Mu Jin who talked about the weight they were carrying.
However, to Zhuge Jinhui's sadness, Tang Xiao Mi invariably interrupted their conversation.
"Two and a half years ago? Did anything happen between the two of you at that time?"
Zhuge Jinxi quickly answered her question on Mu Jin's behalf.
"Around that time, I happened to meet a monk and we had a sparring match... After the sparring session, we talked a little bit about martial arts."
Zhuge Jinxi's explanation made Tang Xiomi's face look surprised.
"That snotty Zhuge sister even had a sparring session and talked about martial arts?"
It was Zhuge Jinhui who didn't easily get along with the other late exponents who were from the same generation as him. Even if Tang Somi is going with her now, it's just a one-sided follow.
Feeling puzzled, Tang Somi's mind naturally remembered the story she had heard a few days ago.
'That monk! I want to win this Dragon Seal Meeting!"
That monk Mu Jin must have been the mysterious Treasurer that Zhuge Jinxi thought was above Nangong Jinchen, who was said to be the best on the continent.
"Monk Mujin is more of a master than I thought!"
Tang Xiomi said with a wide grin, and Mu Jin shook his head.
"We're not yet at the point where we can hear that."
Mu Jin gave a moderately humble answer, and Zhuge Jinxi snuck into the conversation.
"It looks like you've made it through the first round of qualifying, but where are you headed?"
"Oh... In fact, we made a light bet during the first qualifier, but we're thinking about taking some time to do strength training to deal with that penalty."
"My bet?"
"A Buddhist makes a bet!? Is that also a Shaolin disciple!?" Tang Xiao Mi asked in a confused tone, but was drowned out by Zhuge Jinxi's subsequent question.
"Oh! If you're doing strength training, would you mind if I join you?"
"Hahaha· I was still wondering how much Zhuge Jinxi had grown, but that's a good thing..."
Tang Somi, who had come to her senses in the conversation between the two, hurriedly intervened.
"Would you mind if I join you?"
Mujin thought for a moment at Tang Somi's request.
After the Wulin Tournament· Mu Jin had planned to escape from Shaolin and head to Sichuan. To prevent a plot that the Black Curtain was preparing there.
'Dangara . . . You don't need to make a kite now, do you?'
But that didn't mean he had to make a friendship with her. Or maybe it would be best to avoid it. The goal was to finish the matter before the Tang family got involved.
"I'm sorry. It's a recluse cultivation method, so you can't mess with outsiders."
Mu Jin cut her request like a sword, and Zhuge Jinxi blew a sigh of delight in her heart, but Tang Xiao Mi was quite a leech.
"Huh? But is she okay?"
"I had a kite two years ago, and I got permission from the recluse at that time..."
"Oh..."
It was the first time she had ever been so coldly rejected in her life as a member of the Tang family, so she voiced her embarrassment for the first time.
"Shall we go, then? Mujin Monk·"
On the contrary, Zhuge Jinxi had a smile leaking out from between her sullen face.
"You dare to lie like that and cut it off... Does that mean you think I'm that special?'
I had never heard of such a thing as getting permission from the recluses. It's just that when she went to Shaolin two years ago, Mu Jin had taught her how to exercise.
Mujin had chosen this as a bargain to get information from the Zhuge family, but Zhuge Jinhui, who didn't know about it, could only feel Mujin's favor.
In the end, leaving Tang Somi in place, Mu Jin, Zhuge Jinhui, and Mu Yul began to move together.
“··· Was the penalty muscle training? Endless Death Penalty ·"
"I'm also a beginner ...
"But Mu Jin doesn't have a penalty anyway, so why are you going to train your muscles?"
“··· Isn't that what he's supposed to be?"
“··· That's right, too..."
Mu Gong and Mu Qing, who had been chatting with a blank face, sighed.
* * *
How long did it take for Mu Jabae Sign Bang and Zhuge Jinhui to walk along the side of the road together?
When Mujin arrived at his destination, he stopped and said:
"This is the place..."
Naturally, Zhuge Jinxi's gaze turned to the plaque of the place where he arrived.
[Top of Heaven]
Outer Prefecture Bunta of the Heavenly Stream· One of the Tianhao Grand Brigade, Tianliu Pavilion, in order to maintain a positive relationship with the Wulin people, has formed a little (?) It was a situation where I was paying for the sponsorship of this.
It was not at all surprising that such a Bunta of the Heavenly Stream was located in the outer prefecture where the Wulin Meng was located.
The only problem was why Mujin, who was supposed to be doing strength training, had come here.
'No way...'
Feeling a sense of foreboding, Zhuge Jinxi's face hardened strangely.
"Monk Mujin!"
Her already hardened face hardened at the unmistakable cheerfulness of her voice.
The protagonist of the energetic voice was none other than Liu Xuehua.
Thanks to Liu Zhiguang, the upper lord of Mu Jin's request, Liu Xuehua was not a member of the council at the moment, but came to the Tianliu Upper Bunta. Along with the various exercise tools that Mujin asked for·
Since Oehyun is a place where only the Murim people gather, it is not a place to open a musculoskeletal clinic.
There were no grand viziers or local officials who were the customers of the Heavenly Stream, and there were very few sentient beings that the Shaolin Temple needed to save.
However, Zhuge Jinhui didn't want to know about such a situation, and Liu Xuehua, who had been greeting Mu Jin cheerfully, was also able to spot her soon.
“··· It's been a while. Zhuge Jinhui·"
“··· Nice to meet you· Liu Xuehua Yang·"
Mu Jin tilted his head at the awkward greetings of the two women.
"Did you two know each other?"
Since they are from a famous family on the continent, they must have heard of each other's names, but when they greeted each other, they were already familiar with each other.
"Uh, I found out about it somehow..."
"Yes· It just so happened that ... That's right..."
The two women's answers, which were as awkward as wooden dolls, made Mu Jin and other Shaolin disciples feel strange.
In order to break the awkward atmosphere, Mu Jin sneaked a question to Liu Xuehua.
"Lord Sulwha... Can you show me where it has been prepared?"
"As many as you want! Oh, by the way, are you all going with me?"
Liu Xuehua asked, "Please don't!"
"Yes· That's how it went..."
Sadly, it didn't reach Mujin.
* * *
Mujabae Sainbang and Zhuge Jinhee· Then, Liu Xuehua arrived at the theater that had been prepared in the Tianyu Upper Bunta.
In the theater were the various pieces of metal that Mujin had requested.
Mu Yul and Mu Mu Kyung, who had already been learning exercises by roasting and roasting with Mu Jin for more than five years, each began to exercise according to the training routine that suits them.
And Mujin was watching Zhuge Jinhee, who had been exercising with him for the first time in a long time. For some reason, I was even with Liu Sulhua.
"First of all, let's start by warming up before strength training."
Warming up before lifting weights is the basics of the basics. Under the leadership of Mujin, he began muscle lengthening surgery.
Liu Xuehua, who has been learning rehabilitation exercises (Pilates) and yoga muscle lengthening techniques from Mujin for more than three years and working as a rehabilitation exercise instructor, has been able to perform muscle lengthening movements with great flexibility.
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