episode_0175

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The trainees were more rebellious than I expected. And I could guess why.

corner.

Not only did he carry out diplomatic activities for the empire by traveling to various countries, countries, and countries, but he also imported various cultural products from Europe.

There are many achievements of corn, but the biggest one is probably the import of corn seeds. Instead of growing explosively, corn greatly damages soil power, so it could be said to be the perfect crop for this country with surplus land.

The setting of the martial world is that in the future, corn will be called corn to praise the achievement of importing corn seeds.

In any case, his unique friendliness and quick wit would not have gone anywhere, so he would have been gathering various information by poking around from one unit to another, and he would have spread a lot of negative rumors within the unit.

I didn’t particularly crave corn.

Is there really a need to dig it up? If you carelessly share any information, you will be learning for yourself what will happen during this month.

I thought to myself as I put on the beret I commissioned from Cheonui Mubong.

Re-injury was still just a bunch of accidents. If a person with the ability to be re-injured had chosen the means and methods well and had persevered, he would have been able to alienate the training instructor from the unit and take the initiative without making much noise.

The problem was simply that he wanted to show off his power and abilities by clashing with me and clashing with me.

‘Look, I am someone who can fight and win against the instructor from the front!’

Well, this kind of display of exhibitionism must have made Jaesanghae an idiot.

I guess these guys are still rookies. Corn was friendly, but he was just a simple showman who couldn’t tell when to open his mouth and when not to, Jo Ga-ju had yet to hold his best friend, a spear, and Jae Sang-hae was a goby who had never been beaten in his life.

The same goes for others. The appearance of easily antagonizing the training instructor has not yet ripened.

“This instructor can become an angel or a devil depending on what the cadets do.”

Fourteen trainees looked at me as if I was dumbfounded. Oh yeah, I thought that too when I was a trainee. And then the teaching assistant said this.

“Get down.”

Rumble.

“Do you think this instructor’s words are funny? Why is no one answering!”

“Evil!”

“Weather!”

“Evil!”

“This instructor and cadets will train together for one month.”

“Evil!”

“From now on, this instructor will not only repair the cadets from head to toe, but also train them mentally from the beginning. Do you understand?”

“Evil!”

“It is not enough time to rebuild the cadets’ sloppy foundation and rotten spirit, but we will do our best. We hope that the cadets will also follow the instructor’s guidance. Do you understand?”

“Evil!”

I looked at the cadets’ faces and smiled inwardly. All the talented people here will eventually go to other fields. Strictly speaking, Jo Ga-ju can be said to be somewhere between a martial artist and an instructor, and with the exception of Kangchumoru, who later becomes a general, all of them are not soldiers but dispersed into their respective fields.

The story was that if you teach things like martial arts and tactics, it will all be in vain later.

Since I have already been able to teach them, I should leave something behind to have a positive impact on their future.

“In our view, the basics of our trainees are very poor.”

“Evil!”

This was true.

Currently, their level is generally top-notch. If you ask why the martial arts skills of those who passed the famous Geumuiwi exam are only top-notch, it is because the Geumuiwi is not a group of martial artists, but a group of elite imperial soldiers.

The purpose is to train martial artists and improve their martial arts skills, and the purpose of the Geumuiwi is to do ‘work’ that utilizes those martial arts skills.

These young people have proven to be talented simply by being top-notch at a young age, but in Ho Cheon-an’s opinion, they are all a mess.

Of course, in the eyes of Hyeok Kirin and the Zen masters, I was also in a situation where my training was a mess, but isn’t everything relative?

What does it mean to say that these are people who have applied to the National Assembly, who are excelling in their own fields? This means that they are young people who consider a life of making use of their own family business or unique talents to be trivial. It also meant that he studied at a local military academy or studied on his own with the help he learned from somewhere, with the ambition to become a master of the Geumuiwi and live a splendid life by criticizing the world.

As a result, their training conditions were miserable.

“So, from now on, our center will teach pitu gymnastics!”

“Evil!”

So, let’s start by building basic physical strength.

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The trainees swallowed their saliva.

Bloody gymnastics. Does this mean that it is a blood-spattering training method? How vicious is this training method, so much so that it is called PITU gymnastics?

The trainees were very nervous and watched Ho Cheon-an as he was demonstrating.

“High jump number 1.”

However, the trainees looked slightly puzzled by Ho Cheon-an’s demonstration. Although the movements were a little unfamiliar, the four distinct movements were not that difficult.

A movement that seems to be a mixture of common training movements.

“Be sure to keep your feet off the ground for each movement. At first, we will only do it ten times. Be sure to count loudly each time you perform one rep. The intention is to ensure that cadets are focused on their main training. Never chant ten times.”

“Evil!”

“Good. Count the numbers with the same momentum as now. Let me say it again: Ten chants are not chanted.”

“Evil!”

“Now then, everyone, get ready for the first move of PITU gymnastics!”

“Evil!”

“The number of times is ten!”

“Evil!”

Ho Cheon-an asked the whistle.

Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep big!

“One!”

Pitu gymnastics performed to the beat. The trainees thought as they repeated the first movement of pitu gymnastics, running toward the heat.

Surprisingly, this is normal training.

Ho Cheon-an, whose eyes were shining with madness just a moment ago! The dark look in his eyes as if he could catch and kill someone at any moment was the same, but the training itself was going on very rationally.

As soon as he enters the training, which can be considered his main job, Ho Cheon-an even demonstrates and gives precise instructions. The trainees, who were afraid that something terrible and inhumane would happen if they were trained by Ho Cheon-an with the eyes of a madman, felt quite relieved.

Beep-beep! Beep beep beep beep big!

“heat!”

Is it because of that? There were more than one person who loudly shouted the slogan for the tenth time.

Hocheonan’s whistle stopped and all the trainees stopped in their basic postures.

Time stopped for a moment in the space where Hocheonan and the trainees were.

And what broke the silence was a single word from Ho Cheon-an.

“Get down.”

Rumble!!

“Did this instructor ask the cadets to do something difficult?”

“Evil!”

“Positivity is evil. Negative is unified as no. I’ll ask again. Did this instructor ask the cadets to do something difficult?”

“No!”

“Weather!!”

Warrr!!

“Fitu gymnastics: Perform high jump 1 time. Twenty times! How many times?”

“This is episode 20!”

“Good. Tens commands are not added. I say it again. Ten and twenty commands are not given.”

“Evil!”

“Get ready for P-Tu gymnastics move number 1!”

“Evil!”

Beep-beep! Beep beep beep beep big!

“heat!”

A slogan that came out loudly.

“Roll left, roll right! Sleep backwards!”

“Evil! evil! ”

“This pitu gymnastics consists of fourteen movements! Are you planning on staying up all night with just one move?”

“No!”

The trainees’ complexions turned pale. There are…fourteen of these?

“This time there are thirty. How many repeats?”

“There are thirty!”

And of course.

“Thirty!”

“Ugh…”

“It’s a bit wrong.”

Trainees complaining about someone’s loud shouts! And it was not Ho Cheon-an who would miss such words.

“Everybody get down!”

“Evil!”

“The instructor said that Nunui unit is one unit, but it seems the trainees still did not understand.”

“No!”

“You are one unit, and your comrades’ fault is the unit’s fault. Do you understand?”

“Evil!”

“Do cadets who know that say such things! Everyone lift your right leg!”

“Aaagh!”

“Hold it above your waist!”

“Aaaa!!”

“Bend your arm towards him! I am happy to hear that you are happy! The unit is!”

“The unit is!”

“It’s one!”

“It’s one!”

“Go down with one and come up with two! Bokmyeongbokchang! One!”

“The unit is!”

“Two!”

“It’s one!”

“Can you do well this time?”

“Evil!”

“Good. In its original position!”

“Evil!”

“This time there are sixty. How many?”

“Sixty!”

“Get ready for P-Tu gymnastics move number 1!”

“Aaagh!”

It took half a day for Ho Cheon-an’s unit to complete all 14 pityu movements.