Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 658

Episode 658

“How was it?”

“When my brother hits my chest… I feel like some of my strength is dissipating?”

Jin Cheon-hee nodded at those words.

“If you change your body movement just a little when a blow is coming, you can significantly disperse the power of the incoming blow. You know how to let go of your energy, right? I did it with my body. “In particular, if you are familiar with external attacks, you can greatly reduce damage.”

“Hoo?”

“It looks like Donggwiejin, but actually I don’t suffer much damage. Instead, the opponent will inevitably be seriously injured. “What if we added the Immortal God Sword and the Heavenly Dragon Sword to this?”

Both Immortal God and Heavenly Dragon were martial arts that maximized the recovery of physical wounds.

“…It will be a huge synergistic effect. aha. “So you need beast sense?”

“yes. Because only the sense reached to the extreme through the beast sense degree can make the technique of releasing power possible. A sense of being able to react to the opponent’s movements. “If you have that, it will be maximized even more.”

He is also my brother.

If necessary, I learn whatever I can.

If someone else saw it, they might call it a mixed bag.

But a terrible pragmatist.

My older brother’s duty lies in living a life.

save people

For that, everything is just a tool to get there.

“Your brother’s way of thinking is definitely different from Kangho. “Is it because he’s a member of the National Assembly?”

“Maybe so.”

I answered that way, but I thought it was probably because of memories from my past life.

‘I don’t think it would have mattered if I had fallen to a strong team when I was in high school.’

A sense of my own that I gained through countless failures and successes as an adult.

This is the wisdom of life that is possible as an adult.

‘In that sense, should I try to find and learn the Northern Myeong Divine Technique or the Honwon Divine Technique? If I could absorb Lee Jong-jin without a coin attack, that would also be quite useful.’

Jin Cheon-hee was lost in thought and nodded.

‘Even if that’s not the case, I’ll have to visit the Imperial Palace Vigo again because of the divorce law, so I’ll have to try to resolve it then.’

In martial arts, it is usually depicted that when different types of energy (Lee Jong Jin Ki) meet, they collide and explode.

That’s why the main characters of martial arts land make special moves through this clash of Lee Jong-jin.

It is used at least once by shamans who deal with yin and yang, or by protagonists from the Demonic Cult’s North Sea Ice Palace.

Absorbing Daebeop is an evil martial art that sucks up other people’s internal energy.

On the other hand, this kind of conflict can make it difficult to write much because it can get lost.

‘Actually, if the absorption method works as well as expected, it will be a fortune. All I have to do is share in the efforts made by others.’

However, the reality is that uncertainty is one of the main causes of coin buying.

Thanks to this, sane martial people do not touch Heupseongdaebeop.

Even if they do, they try to suck only the same type of penis.

Because you can really reach the goal.

There are rare cases where orphaned children are brought in and taught to learn the same kind of magic, and then a person of high rank absorbs them with the Great Absorbing Method.

Some of those who get sucked in like that run away and come back to repay their debt.

Learning the same kind of magic from a high-ranking person also means learning a high-level martial art.

‘Lee Jong-jin fusion.’

Fusion, not conflict.

It is different from simply Hunwonil Qigong.

Hunyuan Ilqigong was created by Jin Cheonhee so that it could be easily taught to Baeklindae and Yeonmudao using a fire board.

-Honwon and the five elements ultimately become one, which means Manryu Gwijong.

However, this does not deny coexistence and opposites. It is unity within it.

In Jin Cheon-hee’s opinion, Lee Jong-jin’s fusion was at a higher and more dangerous level.

‘Let’s do that later.’

Jin Tianxi spoke to Sima Xuan.

“Well then, from now on… you will memorize.”

“Memorization?”

“Memorize it. Just memorize the numbers. I’ll teach you just three things. “It’s about repeating that.”

Jin Cheonhee’s eyes lit up.

Sima Xuan asked.

“If you teach me, I will learn, but will it only be three?”

“The simpler it is, the easier it is to write. “Samjae Bobeop only has three directions, but how good is it to use?”

Sima Hyeon narrowed his eyes at those words.

“Isn’t that because you’re an older brother?”

That amazing divine law was only possible because of Jin Cheon-hee.

“anyway! Learn! “If you’re going to die later, you’ll be able to come back alive.”

My brother’s eyes shine.

Seeing that, Sima Xuan sighed.

“I understand. “I’m going to memorize it thoroughly and leave.”

Jin Cheon-hee was a person who never gave up on teaching.

* * *

Sima Hyeon repeats the same movement dozens or hundreds of times.

By the time I reached the thousand mark, my entire body was drenched in sweat.

The martial arts my older brother taught me seemed easy, but the deeper I went, the more difficult it became.

And oddly enough.

‘I don’t pay any attention to things like appearance or posture.’

Martial arts is essentially gaining enlightenment by looking at things like nature or animals, borrowing their movements, and imitating them to create greater martial arts.

Strangely enough, Jin Cheon-hee had nothing like that.

Cutting is cutting and stabbing is stabbing.

Spilling is shedding.

In short, it lacks aesthetics.

Nevertheless, its simplicity strangely catches people’s attention.

‘What does your brother call this? simple? No, it’s different from that word. Modern? I think it’s similar.’

Sima Xuan tried to remember his brother’s every move.

I can’t help it.

Because for him, he was the first ‘person’ he met.

Die or be killed.

Take it or be taken away.

The older brother was the only shining light for the siblings in the bottom of Hangzhou, where there were only two options.

Is it human instinct to resemble people we respect?

Hye-ah followed her older brother in her own way.

Living person.

Of course, I knew that even at this moment there were a lot of trials and errors.

‘I don’t know~’ Something

like saving someone’s life is impossible.

In the first place, I can’t leave Haomun because I learned the art of the Heavenly Blade from the damn old master Seok.

Haomun.

A place where one becomes a murderer and kills people, becomes a gold dealer and makes money, or enters the base and engages in selling alcohol or one’s body.

If you do clean work, you are not Haomun.

So Sima Xuan also got his hands dirty.

There was no need to rub my hands, which had already been dirty once.

I repeatedly went to each and every one of those who tried to take my younger brother hostage and rooted them out.

Because I went through a lot of journeys to avoid drawing attention to that direction.

And the result.

Hye-ah and her brother.

I was able to spend time without letting go of the two people’s hands.

“Whoop…!”

Sima Xuan takes a breath again and assumes a herbivorous posture.

Suddenly I saw my brother.

Strangely enough, my brother was standing on his head with one finger.

Left little finger.

Severed finger.

I know that it is covered with a special glove.

When internal force is injected, it moves like a real finger.

So, I was standing on my head and supporting my weight by putting internal force into my little finger, which wasn’t supposed to exist.

‘Isn’t the level of concentration required to use internal energy when just going out for a moment and maintaining internal energy by continuously sending out more than a certain amount of energy necessary?’

Sure enough, sweat was dripping down my brother’s face.

Still, I don’t open my closed eyes.

In this case, equilibrium cannot be discerned with the eyes. I had no choice but to maintain balance solely through the sensations I felt in my body.

doing that

My brother.

Suddenly something strange occurred to me, so I looked again and saw that Gwanunjang’s head was resting on the sole of his foot.

The statue of Gwanunjang at the entrance to the battlefield.

Since it is made of gold, it is quite heavy. And if it’s just the head, the center of gravity is probably pretty well maintained. It’s the perfect size to put on the soles of your feet.

Sima Hyeon muttered in bewilderment.

“Gwan Gong. Why did you come with only the head….”

Geumhyeolbang Bunta, the head of the Geumhyeolbang, will be without a head for a while.

Continue until your brother’s training is over.

* * *

How much time has passed?

Sima Xuan began to learn the true meaning of martial arts taught by his older brother.

‘It’s on a different level from asking people to do strange pieces to expand their awareness like in the last Hwagyeong.’

Does this mean that when you need to realize it, you need to realize it again?

Movements that I thought I already knew well now started to feel oddly difficult.

Still, I do it.

hook!

Sima Xuan’s palm repeats the same movement over and over again.

In some ways, it may feel like a madman’s dance.

‘This can save your life.’

My brother said it, so it must be true.

Sima Xuan doesn’t have any doubts.

Today my brother is sitting cross-legged.

Instead, the head of the gwanunjang is placed on the head of the person.

Every time the wind blows, Gwanunjang’s head rattles and looks as if it might fall, but strangely, it doesn’t fall.

‘Why on earth do you practice like that…?’

I don’t understand, but isn’t he a genius of the Zhuge family?

There must be a meaning that ordinary people cannot understand.

Every time the wind blows, my brother’s hair gently puffs up and then falls.

I saw my fingertips twitching and moving slightly.

‘Ah, it was a reenactment of a past battle.’

To borrow an expression from Jin Cheon-hee, he said that reviewing is more important than preparing for all studies.

The same goes for martial arts.

He said that after a battle, you must think about it again and again.

That’s because he survived.

‘Surviving means there was a good reason. Hyuna. I need to know why I survived. Only then will you survive next time.’

Why on earth is the head of a government official placed on the top of one’s head when performing the reconstruction?

Anyway, the head of the Geumhyeolbang Bunta is still headless at the entrance.

Everyone is looking at my brother like they are looking at a crazy person.

-No, fire lord…? Why on earth does Byeok-an Shinui take the head of our governor with him?

-Why the hair?

-I gave him a golden toad statue instead, but he declined, saying it had to be this head.

…Do you understand why it is Sima Hyeon?

Just because my brother said it, it must have a deep meaning.

Click –

At that time, Gwanunjang’s head shakes once and then regains its balance on the top of his brother’s head.

The next day, my older brother came back, this time carrying only the body of the gwanunjang, and again began to stand on his head with the little finger of his left hand.

The head is back in its original position.

Sima Hyun said.

“Gwan Gong. “Why did you come only in body?”

Whiiiiing –

an empty training ground where only the sound of the wind can be heard.

Ilgwang (??) Jin Cheon-hee’s travels are not over.

* * *

And the day before I left.

Jin Tianxi and Sima Xuan danced.

You hit each other without using your inner strength.

“Oh Hyuna. “Who made your statue of Gwanunjang?”

“Can you order too?”

widely!

Jin Tianxi blocks Sima Xuan’s attack with one hand behind his back.

Since we are competing without any internal skills, of course my brother has a much advantage.

Because no matter how Sima Xuan is, he does not intend to defeat Zhuge Dynasty by fighting.

But isn’t it too much to fight with one hand sealed?

Even though it crushes his pride as a martial artist, Jin Tianxi is doing it and Sima Xuan doesn’t think anything of it.

Sima Hyeon also has to continue this workshop by repeating only the three movements that his brother taught him.

“huh. Both the size and the weight. “It was the ideal shape I thought of.”

Was it the size and weight?