Chapter 189 – 189. Good Luck!

The poisoner seemed to be going crazy.

It was because I was sitting down and standing up repeatedly with a weightlifter, one of the training equipment, slung over my shoulder, in intense pain as if my limbs were being crushed in real time. Geumgang Cheongoegong, whom Baekwoon had taught him, did not have to sit cross-legged and stay still.

The reason was soon realized.
Since the efficacy of Yogyeol only taunts the muscles and does not touch the internal energy, there was no internal injury or falling into the coin intoxication.

Fast.

“Queuuuuuwuuuuu…! Stand, Leunhanaaaaa…!”

Instead, it really hurt like crazy.

The pain continues as if the flesh is being crushed, as if it were grinding each muscle cell. Even exercising in such a situation, Dokgoja was on the verge of going crazy.

Nevertheless, isn’t it because of the leader who is like a ‘family’ who leads him by his side that he continues this physical training?

“One more time!”

That word is already the thirtieth.

“You can see that Hwaan Gold Pavilion still has some energy left. You can do more!”

That word is already twenty-ninth.

If you look at Baekwoon, who clings to you as if you are closely monitoring him and leads him to you, who seems like he is about to be searched for.
… I really want to hit one.

‘What kind of madman made this crazy foreign work?! I will kill you!’

How would you feel if you realize that your future self has contributed the most to transforming Sangunji Goegong into Geumgangcheon Goegong?

“Turn it off, kuhh?!”

When the limit is reached, the breath that has been held in bursts and the air escapes from the lungs. The rapidly escaping air loosens my mind and makes my eyelids feel heavy.

‘Wouldn’t it be more comfortable if I passed out like this?’

The moment when you feel that way.

“Uh huh! Look at you trying to lose your mind!”

Recognizing it like a ghost, Baekwoon uttered another magic word that brought him back to his senses.

“Hold on tight!

I woke up. The tension that was about to be released tightens itself up and makes sure not to lose sight of it.

In response, Baekwoon smirked and raised the corners of his mouth.

“Are you not going to finish it?”
“Huh! … Thirty, douuuo!”

Did you mention the poisoned sword?
As a dokgoja, he continued to train his body even if he came.

Having reached his goal, he had already become a human being.
Lying down on the floor of the gymnasium was perfect for the openness, but I got the impression that it was more messy than that, so compared to a beggar, I felt sorry for the openness.

I’m not joking, but Dokgoja, who had no energy left to lift chopsticks and was on the verge of exhaustion, wanted to pass out.

Baekwoon said calmly, looking at such a dead place.

“Rest for 30 minutes. After that, let’s go back to work.”
“…What?”

Seeing Dokgoja’s face as if he had heard that the world was collapsing, Baekwoon almost felt weak. It was because I was feeling a bit of remorse because Hyun-kyung was in twice as much pain as he was crying.
For reference, Baekwoon’s conscience was shorter than 3 minutes of cup noodles.

Is the billionaire collapsing?
At the trembling Dokgoja, Baekwoon gave a sharp blow.

“Your back muscles are important when you wield a sword. You did a full-body workout with weightlifting, but your back is more important. So you need to work your back more than your limbs.”
“Yeah, but…”

Wouldn’t it be better to go crazy than to go through this pain again? Dokgoja, who was seriously contemplating whether to let go of his mind like this, began to twitch his eyes and look around for his excuses.

“You, too much training can ruin your body!
“Ah, if that’s the case, I can help.”
“Yes?”

I felt an uneasy future at Baekwoon’s fingertips as he rummaged through something in his arms.

In this training, there was nothing to consume, so he was still full, so he concentrated on his legs and immediately tried to escape by raising a new technique.

Ugh.

The atmosphere is distorted, and the five senses are entangled and cannot function properly.

“The true method?! When did you install something like this!?”

Dokgoja’s complexion turns pale when he recognizes the situation that he is trapped. The fact that I was put in a position where I had to go through training close to torture just now.
Makes him scream

When I turned my neck, which creaked like an ungreased hinge, Baekun was sending a refreshing smile.

He took out the red hat he used during the swordsmanship lecture and put it on.

[Instructor (temporary)] Was written on the front of the hat.

“This temporary instructor can be either an envy or an irreplaceable adult, depending on the trainee’s sincerity and enthusiasm.”
“…”
“I will do my best to shorten the training time as much as possible, looking forward to the efforts of the trainees in the future.”
“…”

Both eyes of Dokgoja died.
I thought it was Dongtae’s eyes for a moment.

***

The tip of Dokgoja’s nose, which is in a straight posture for push-ups, drips with drops of sweat.

“One~!”
“Luck!”

Dokgoja’s arm on top of the blade bends.

The result of pure muscular strength that does not contain history. The rhythm-like movement of the back muscles felt from the seated back makes me feel satisfied as an instructor.
Is this why everyone accepts disciples?

“Dooul~!”
“Energy!”

Dokgoja’s arms are stretched out, and the lowered field of vision rises again.

“One! Two! One two!”
“Fortune! Ki! Fortune!”

Luck in one.
Cheers to both.

It couldn’t have been a really good sound.

Of course, this process was not without twisted rebellion.
On the first day, Dok-go, who gave up because of the military training and received physical training instruction until the end, became green onion kimchi, which I personally carried to the lodging. From the next day, he was just going to run away, so he assigned one alter ego to keep an eye on him.
If they show signs of escaping, they will be stunned and kidnapped to the gymnasium… Brought

After spending a few days like that, Dokgoja, who was in a state of despair, obediently followed my education with enthusiasm.

Thanks to this, his dokgogu sword, which has recently become stronger all over his body, has become more stable and powerful. The person himself must have recognized and followed the effect of this physical training after realizing the subtle but unmistakably advanced Dokgogu sword.
It was only in the peak of the moment that Hyungyeong would feel the pain, a side effect of Geumgang Cheongoegong, that he felt twice, but his persistence was worth recognizing.

“Lucky. Ki. Unlucky!”

He asked leisurely, using Dokgoja, who is continuing his physical training, as a rocking chair, while still using Geumgangcheongoegong well.

“But he’s a eunuch.”
“Dokgo is Unlucky! It’s Sung, Gigi!”
“That’s done.”

I waved my hand and asked what I was curious about.

“If you complete Geumgangcheongoegong and learn Dokgogugum, what are you going to do next?”
“Fortune…! Hmm? Why, are you curious about that?”

Is it a limit now?

I came down from my back because I could see my limbs fluttering against the wall, covered in sweat. I returned the answer to the question to Dokgoja, who sat down next to him and made an expression that the weight was lightened and seemed to live.

“Even if you’re not the family head, I can see how strong your mind is to complete the poison sword. I can’t help but admit it when I see you training your body while learning Geumgangcheon Goegong, which promises to destroy even the sky. He didn’t know why he hanged himself until then.”
“…”

If it was Dokgoja’s talent, even if it wasn’t Dokgogugum, he would have been able to achieve greatness by self-educating others.
Nevertheless, seeing as he is clinging so hard to complete Dokgogu Sword, it must be no ordinary reason.

Even the future Dokgoja didn’t tell me anything about him.
Until now, he was sure that it would not interfere with the future, so he never bothered to ask.

But only one.

If that ultimate goal is even slightly intertwined in my future path. And if that will might cause a miracle and help hinder him, can I really leave him alone?

At my question, he stops doing push-ups and sits back comfortably with a serious expression on his face.

“I… I’ve seen countless other brothers and relatives in despair because they didn’t get attention from my father because they didn’t have the talent to learn the Dokgogu sword. As the head of a huge organization called the Murim Meng and the head of a family, my father is a good person… But he’s a kind person. Is not.”
“I think you know what it is.”

Do you love your children as a father?
The kind of person who doesn’t expect that child to be a great adult like himself.
The Murim Lord seems to be such a person.

Looking at Dokgoja again, I can see that his eyes are burning with determination.
That flame of will that burns fiercely will never go out easily.

“That’s why I’ve been thinking since I was little. Let’s become their hope by becoming a model that proves that I can master the Dokgogugum without the Yellow Dragon Demon. Then, at least, the reaction I saw won’t happen again within the family.”
“What a dream.”

I am now.
I was sincerely relieved.

Since his ultimate goal didn’t get in the way of my plans, there was no need for friction.
At least I didn’t want to harm the comrades I lived with in the future.

So let’s help him achieve his dream.

“Now. Now that you know the ultimate goal, let’s do the Geumgangcheongoegong training vigorously again. This time, stand on your hands and do one hundred push-ups.”
“…Fuck.”

I scolded him for barely doing a handstand as if eating mustard while crying with a stern expression on his face.

“Uh huh. Trainee. Cursing at the instructor like that? I can’t do it. Do it 120 times!”
“…Fortunate!”

It seemed that he realized that even if he refuted, the number of times would only increase.
It was a good habit.