Chapter 32
Seductive Touch (1)
Any man who had trained their physical body even a little would know.
No, most of the people present were those who trained in the martial arts, so they had a more detailed understanding of the body’s structure, muscles, and acupressure points than civilians.
In their eyes, Mumu’s muscles, revealed as he rolled up his pants, were literally beyond imagination.
It was so incredible that it raised the question: how could one train to achieve muscles with such an intricate form?
Everyone was shocked, but Do Yang-un, the Dormitory Head of North Heaven Hall and grandson of the Northern Heaven Fist Hero, was even more so.
‘…What incredible muscles.’
Even creating sculpted upper body muscles required an immense amount of training.
It was a time of perseverance different from honing one’s internal energy.
But when he imagined how much that fellow named Mumu must have trained to build such overwhelmingly powerful muscles, he couldn’t help but swallow dryly.
‘Was that the secret to his strength?’
Now, he finally understood.
How Mumu, with mere muscle strength, could surpass a first-rate master and reach the realm of the Peak.
To get like that, the fellow must have gone through his own immense time of perseverance.
Thinking of this, he was filled with admiration.
He suddenly recalled the advice his grandfather, the Northern Heaven Fist Hero Do Jin-cheon, had given him before his academy enrollment at the Changcheon Martial Arts Academy.
[Do not become complacent just because you learned martial arts from me and are a step ahead of others. The world is wide, and there are many hidden eccentrics and unusual sages.]
[I understand.]
[You can learn from a flying bird and gain enlightenment from a crawling insect. If you can learn anything from it, you must treat it as a master.]
[I will keep that in mind.]
[If you keep in mind just these two things this grandfather of yours has told you, you will gain much at the Changcheon Martial Arts Academy.]
He always held himself back to avoid becoming complacent.
But he had forgotten the second teaching at some point.
It was because he had been caught in the shackles of thinking that to reach a high state, he had to overcome his limits solely through a battle with himself.
Do Yang-un looked at Mumu with trembling eyes.
Just then, one of the floor managers of North Heaven Hall angrily confronted Mumu.
“You kick a senior just to show off your muscles, you bastard. If you’re so strong, let’s have a spar.”
The floor manager took the opening stance of a fist art.
His name was Gang Seo-ryang.
He was the Young Sect Leader of the Pyeong-ryang Gang-seo Fist Manor, a prestigious martial family from Gansu Province, and served as the 5th floor manager.
As a second-year academy student, his martial prowess was the best among the second-year floor managers of North Heaven Hall, second only to the Dormitory Head, Do Yang-un.
‘I can’t let this go.’
Because of Mumu, two floor managers of North Heaven Hall had been humiliated.
Those incredible muscles were surprising, but this was not right.
If they let this pass in front of new students and the dormitory heads and floor managers of other dormitories, North Heaven Hall’s face would be ruined.
The way to make up for this was to beat Mumu down and show everyone that no matter how great his muscles were, they were useless in actual combat.
“Take your stance. Or else…”
“Wait.”
The Dormitory Head, Do Yang-un, blocked Gang Seo-ryang’s path.
Gang Seo-ryang frowned and asked,
“Why are you stopping me? If we let this go, our North Heaven Hall’s honor will be…”
“I will not forgive anyone who touches this person without my permission.”
“This person?”
What on earth was he talking about?
While he was baffled, the Dormitory Head, Do Yang-un, approached Mumu.
Then, he clasped his hands together and performed a fist and palm salute.
“D-Dormitory Head?”
The other floor managers of North Heaven Hall were just as bewildered.
They couldn’t understand why Do Yang-un was acting like this.
Mumu, too, tilted his head in confusion at Do Yang-un’s attitude.
Just then, Do Yang-un spoke to Mumu in a polite tone.
“Young Master Mumu. Please become my master.”
‘!?’
At Do Yang-un’s words, everyone in the crowd was dumbfounded.
Hearing such an outlandish statement, Mumu’s companions, Jin-hyeok, Mo Il-hwa, and Haeryang, were equally surprised.
‘…What is this situation?’
Mo Il-hwa had thought things had gone wrong.
After he put another North Heaven Hall floor manager in that state just to show off his muscles, she thought they had become complete enemies with North Heaven Hall and was wondering how to handle it.
But the result was completely different from what she had expected.
No, should I say it was even more than that?
“Master?”
“That’s right. Seeing your muscles, Young Master Mumu, I realized what a frog in a well (井中之蛙) I was.”
“Oh, really? I’m glad I could be of help. Then you should also train your lower body hard to achieve a sense of balance…”
—Grip!
Do Yang-un snatched Mumu’s hand and held it tightly with both of his.
And with eyes burning with passion, he said,
“Young Master Mumu. I want to have a body like yours. Please give me your teaching. No, please become my muscle training master.”
“Like me?”
Mumu’s eyes narrowed.
He wanted a body like his? Was this man being sincere?
Just then, Gang Seo-ryang, the 5th Floor Manager of North Heaven Hall who had been about to ask Mumu for a spar, cut in.
“Dormitory Head! Calling a guy who just got enrolled a master?”
Mumu was a new student of the Changcheon Martial Arts Academy.
Asking such a fellow for teaching was just not right, no matter how you looked at it.
He had to stop Do Yang-un immediately.
“There are many eyes watching. Please stop…”
“My grandfather told me not to be ashamed of asking for teaching from anyone if there is something I lack.”
“You mean the Old Master, the Northern Heaven Fist Hero?”
With Do Yang-un bringing up his own grandfather, it became difficult to stop him.
Also, judging by the determination in his voice, he truly seemed intent on taking Mumu as his master.
The thought of that damn fellow looking triumphant was devastating.
Just then, Mumu opened his mouth.
“It could be a difficult path. Are you prepared for it?”
At Mumu’s words, Do Yang-un’s face brightened.
“How could I have asked for teaching from Young Master Mumu without the resolve for such diligent polishing?”
At this, Mumu scratched his head.
“Hearing you say that, Dormitory Head, makes me feel a bit shy. Anyway, since you’ve decided to learn from me, I will officially accept you as the first disciple of the Muscle Training Style.”
‘Ha.’
At Mumu’s words, Gang Seo-ryang was so dumbfounded he almost laughed.
To attach a school name to something as trivial as muscle training was truly childish.
Mumu squinted at him.
Then he turned to Do Yang-un and said,
“I was bothered by everyone’s lower body anyway, so since it’s come to this, how about not just the Dormitory Head, but all the floor managers join the Muscle Training Style?”
‘What?’
Gang Seo-ryang frowned.
He had no intention of playing along with such games.
But the Dormitory Head, Do Yang-un, agreed, saying it was a great idea.
“I was about to ask you anyway, Young Master Mumu. Please accept our floor managers as disciples of the Muscle Training Style as well.”
‘Wait, hold on!’
‘H-He didn’t even ask for our opinion?’
‘Hey. Hey, Dormitory Head?’
The pupils of the North Heaven Hall floor managers shook wildly.
Even the upper body muscles they had now were only built because of Dormitory Head Do Yang-un’s insistence.
But now it seemed they were being forced into the Muscle Training Style without any choice.
“Hmph. This has gotten boring. This is why I hate men.”
Guyang Seo-rin, the Dormitory Head of West Wind Hall, who had been watching quietly, clicked her tongue as if she had lost interest and left with her floor managers.
‘Of all places, it had to be North Heaven Hall.’
Dang So-so looked at Mumu with a disappointed expression.
As someone who had secretly hoped Mumu would join West Wind Hall, this situation was unfortunate for her.
Did they have to become competitors like this?
‘No. This isn’t so bad either.’
Because she would be able to keep seeing the combination of wild beauty and juicy beauty.
Licking her lips, she soon followed the West Wind Hall floor managers back to the barracks.
The dormitory assignment wasn’t over yet.
Just like West Wind Hall, the other two dormitories also returned, unable to hide their frustration, seemingly judging that the mood had shifted to North Heaven Hall.
The war of nerves between the four dormitories that broke out at the dormitory assignment ceremony.
There were two people watching this process from a distance.
One was Ha-ryun, who had a splint on his right hand, and the other was a girl overflowing with seductiveness, hiding her body with a purple hooded cloak.
After staring at Mumu for a while, the girl opened her lips, reddened with rouge.
“He’s quite fascinating, but he doesn’t seem like a particularly dangerous fellow.”
At her words, Ha-ryun scoffed inwardly.
He may have been careless, but hadn’t he also underestimated the fellow’s monstrous strength, clashed palms, and ended up in this state?
“I don’t know why Master Heo told me to test him.”
“Let me give you a piece of advice. You’d better be careful and not get into trouble by being careless.”
It was sincere advice.
At Ha-ryun’s words, the girl snorted and said,
“I have no desire to hear advice from someone who got injured in a mere enrollment exam.”
“What?”
One of Ha-ryun’s eyebrows shot up menacingly.
Looking at him, the girl let out a small laugh and brought her hand close to his face.
“What are you doing?”
As Ha-ryun tried to step back, the girl made a strange hand gesture.
Then, a fragrant scent enveloped his nose, and his heart began to beat rapidly.
‘Poison?’
Ha-ryun took a step back.
Something was strange.
He had a constitution with strong resistance to poison.
But there was no way his heart would race and his face flush just from smelling a scent for a moment.
Just then, the girl flicked her tongue and winked at Ha-ryun.
At that, Ha-ryun felt a strong libido rising within him.
‘Damn it!’
Ha-ryun urgently circulated his unique internal energy mind method to suppress it.
Unlike him, who had revealed he was from Baeksagok, she had thoroughly hidden her identity, so he didn’t know which of the Eight Evils Guard Family she belonged to, but now he seemed to know.
“Perfume-Crafting Ecstasy Palace!”
“Hohoho. To only figure it out now is disappointing.”
At her words, laced with ridicule, Ha-ryun bit his lip hard.
The masters of Baeksagok had warned him that it was a group of foxes to be most wary of.
He could now understand why they had given such a warning.
For a girl who was only seventeen to be so full of seductiveness.
‘I shouldn’t get close to her.’
Even if they were part of the same Eight Evils Guard Family, she was someone he absolutely had to stay away from.
The girl said with a triumphant face,
“No man can escape my seduction once he falls into my hands. Just watch. Watch how I devour that man.”
The girl who flicked her tongue again.
She looked at her target, Mumu, and the corners of her lips curled up.
Mumu, who was waiting as the dormitory assignment for all the new students had not yet finished, was spending his time by slowly squatting and standing up with his legs spread at a regular interval.
The key to this training method was to squat until the thighs were parallel to the knees and then stand up.
By doing this process very slowly, not quickly, one could strongly stimulate and train the sartorius muscle, as well as the rectus femoris and vastus lateralis muscles.
‘It would be nice if I had something heavy to lift.’
Normally, he would do this while carrying an iron wooden staff with rocks weighing about one thousand geun on each side, but doing it with nothing felt incredibly empty.
After repeating this process for a while, Mumu felt the need to urinate.
After asking where the latrine was, Mumu heard that it was at the end of the northwest path of the plaza and headed there.
‘Ah! It’s Mumu.’
Dang So-so, who was selecting new dormitory students at the West Wind Hall barracks, spotted him.
She was disappointed that she couldn’t greet him earlier because she was flustered, but now that the assignment quota was almost full, she thought she should at least say hello.
“I’m just going to step out for a bit.”
After telling another floor manager, she followed Mumu, who was already far away.
Judging by the path, it seemed he was going to the latrine.
‘Ah, should I greet him on his way back then?’
Following someone who was going to relieve themselves at the latrine didn’t look good.
Should I call it a nuisance?
But then, someone caught Dang So-so’s eye.
It was a girl wearing a hooded cloak, with makeup too heavy for her age.
‘…What is this?’
The latrine on the northwest side of the plaza was for men only.
The women’s only one was down the northeast path, so she didn’t know why that freshman was going that way.
Feeling something was off, Dang So-so secretly followed her.
“Hoo.”
Mumu came out of the latrine after relieving himself, a refreshed look on his face.
As he was about to head back, someone was waiting in the path.
It was a girl wearing a purple hooded cloak.
‘But this is the men’s only latrine?’
A puzzled Mumu tilted his head in confusion.
Then, figuring she was waiting because the women’s only latrine was full, he tried to pass by her.
Just then, the girl blocked Mumu’s path.
“Hello.”
“…Hello.”
Mumu also greeted her, caught by surprise.
Then, the girl gave a seductive smile and spoke to Mumu in a sultry voice.
“My name is Jo Mae-hee.”
“I’m…”
“Young Master Mumu, right?”
“Huh? How do you know my name?”
“There are ways of knowing. Haa.”
Jo Mae-hee deliberately let out a sultry breath towards Mumu.
The secret art of the Perfume-Crafting Ecstasy Palace, the Art of Seductive Tones, begins by stimulating the sense of hearing.
A man who hears the sultry sound is meant to have his imagination stimulated, strengthening his desire for a woman.
[Mae-hee. It’s half air, half sound.]
That was the main secret method of the secret art that the Ecstasy Palace Lord had taught her.
“Young Master. Haa.”
Mumu asked the girl making the sultry sounds,
“Are you sick somewhere?”
“…”
After hearing her sultry voice full of seductiveness, the first thing he asks is if she’s sick?
Judging by his expression, he seemed to be asking sincerely.
‘What is this?’
She was inwardly baffled, but she quickly calmed her mind.
‘Ah!’
According to her master, among men, there existed premium goods with a natural innocence, known as virgins.
‘Is this one of those premium goods?’
If so, it made perfect sense.
But once caught by the secret art, even a natural like him would become a beast.
Jo Mae-hee smiled sultrily and said,
“Haa. Young Master, aren’t you hot?”
—Ssssk!
With those words, she took off the hooded cloak she was wearing.
A top made of thin silk that blatantly revealed her cleavage and a short skirt that exposed her thighs were revealed.
It was a provocative attire that courtesans from a red-light district might wear.
‘No!’
Dang So-so, who was watching from a hiding place far away, instantly covered her mouth.
She had followed because something felt suspicious, and now such an incredible thing was happening!
‘What’s with that girl?’
This was blatant seduction.
As Jo Mae-hee took a step, her large breasts bounced.
Seeing this, Dang So-so briefly lowered her gaze, then raised it with a sullen face, and soon glared at Jo Mae-hee.
‘That-That thing is a total vixen!’
Trying to target our pure and juicy Mumu.
She couldn’t just watch this.
Just as she was about to step in and stop it, Dang So-so covered her mouth with a look of disbelief.
Mumu was openly staring at that vixen’s chest.
‘M-Mumu, you were that kind of man too? That’s not all there is to it.’
Dang So-so, her face flushed with rage, chewed on her lower lip.
Jo Mae-hee raised the corners of her lips with a satisfied look.
‘Just as I thought.’
As expected, all men are the same.
Just take off the hooded cloak, and they can’t take their eyes off it.
The match was already over.
If she thoroughly subjugated him as her prey here and made him her slave, Master Heo would praise her greatly and give her credit.
Jo Mae-hee made a hand gesture and said in a sultry voice,
“Haa. Young Master, come here. Don’t you want to touch it?”
At her words, Mumu frowned and opened his mouth.
“It’s too serious.”
“Haa. I know. I also know that my here is different from others’…”
“It’s worse than Il-hwa’s. Do you, by any chance, want to receive chest training?”
“…”
What the hell is this bastard saying right now?
