episode_0182

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Two weeks have already passed since the Geumuiwi trainees began receiving training.

“Car lower pressure!”

“Lower pressure!”

Over the past two weeks, the trainees’ capabilities have improved rapidly. I was able to keep up with the canter at a good pace now, and most of the piti exercises could be completed in one go.

“Um.”

Song An-seong, who observed Hocheon-an’s unit whenever he had time, was struck by the changes in the trainees. The trainees from two weeks ago and the trainees now are completely different people.

Song An-seong looked at Ho Tian-an’s trainees and smiled bitterly. There are times when talented people who should go elsewhere apply to the Geumui Commission, but in reality, there are not that many talented people of that level. There were people in the Twelve Generations of Hocheonan who had exceptional talents, but they were all talented in other areas rather than martial arts, so they were eliminated from the Gold Medal.

‘Except for Jo Ga-ju and Jae-sang, I can’t really say that they are outstanding martial arts people…’

Even these people could see their capabilities increasing.

“Stand and shoot!”

“Evil!”

Shoo shoo shoo!

“Lie down and shoot!”

“Evil!”

Faba Park!

“Um.”

Song An-seong smiled happily as he watched the Twelve Troops practicing their martial arts techniques with consistent movements. While showing unified spirit and controlled movements as one, he is hitting hit after hit.

“This is the place of gold.”

As I looked around at other units, I saw units practicing formation techniques or units undergoing individual training. Looking at that scene, Song Ansheng clicked his tongue inwardly. The training in fighting techniques, which should have been more organic and consistent than anyone else’s, seemed to be nothing more than a leisurely exercise. Is that the result achieved over two weeks by sticking to one strategy?

Those doing personal training were equally dissatisfied. What is the bottom of the market? There was not the slightest trace of order among the trainees who were just concentrating on their own training.

“Hmm.”

Ho Cheon-an nodded as he looked at the results of basic Bido practice. Although it cannot be said to be a skilled rain skill, it has reached a level where it can be used in actual combat.

However, the trainees who saw Ho Cheon-an’s expression could not relax their tension. Ho Cheon-an frowned as if he didn’t like something.

“Power. Take off your top!”

Suddenly taking off your top? Doubts passed through my mind, but I acted quickly. Twelve unit trainees quickly taking off their clothes.

“Oh.”

Song An-seong, who was watching, burst out in exclamation. The bodies of Shim Eun University trainees who maintained a low-carbohydrate, high-protein diet for two weeks showed a clear change. By doing intense aerobic exercise, my body fat percentage decreased significantly and my body became lighter and more agile. The full body muscles developed through pitu training were clearly revealed.

“Do you feel your body changing?”

“Evil!”

“The training has now reached the halfway point. Your body will begin to see results too. Over the next two weeks, you will grow even more.”

The expressions on the trainees’ faces were mysterious. It was true that I could feel the results of my training, but I had to experience this hell for two more weeks? Trainees who cannot do this or that and make complex facial expressions.

“What are those facial expressions? Is it based on mental education?”

“No!”

“Make sure you have the right mentality!”

“Evil!”

“Fire a powerful shout forward for 5 seconds!”

“Wow!!”

“The sound is small! A powerful shout is fired at the front again for 5 seconds!!”

“Ahhhh!!!”

“Kyaaa!!!”

“Quaaa!!!”

The trainees, who had improved their skills in observing Hocheonan over the past two weeks, realized that Hocheonan was a low pressure area. Gapdeok Cho thought. Did you fight with that girlfriend who is said to be the most beautiful woman in the world?

‘Shibeol.’

The job of external instructors at the Geumuiui is to train, or rather train, trainees. A life where you can flirt with your beautiful girlfriend at a luxury hotel after work. I was so jealous that I was going crazy.

Someone is rolling around like a dog!

“Disband! We will each conduct personal training until lunchtime!”

“Evil!”

As Jo Gap-deok and the trainees’ angry answers echo and the trainees scatter, Ho Cheon-an…

I was thinking about something else.

‘This is difficult.’

Ho Cheon-an looked at the other trainees with disapproving eyes. Training units other than the Twelfth Division.

The instructors made a good choice.

I tried to improve my competitiveness by following the training manual shown by Do Je-sik and incorporating my own experience, but unfortunately, the training was not as effective as expected.

‘The calculation is going wrong.’

Proper training, appropriate personal training. What kind of results can you achieve in a month with something like that? Aren’t trainees who have already put in a reasonable amount of effort for several years or even more than ten years?

At the point where visible results were expected within a month, Ho Cheon-an’s perspective was already distorted, but Ho Cheon-an’s words were not wrong.

Although Song An-seong was interested in Ho Cheon-an’s training, that fact and his disapproval of other units were completely separate issues.

The reason Song An-seong was dissatisfied with other units that conducted training based on textbooks was because they did not achieve the same results. In fact, the training of other units except for the 12th Division had insufficient results compared to other regiments.

I didn’t know about Hocheonan, but the variable was Hocheonan. Thanks to Hocheonan, instructors could not forcefully lead training.

In order to control the trainees who were seeing the red ghost in the neighboring town with fear, they had no choice but to take extreme measures.

As a result, I had no choice but to take a milder route.

Of course, taking a gentle stance wasn’t a bad option. There may be problems with those who are unmotivated and lazy, but these are Geumuiwi trainees. Trainees are full of motivation to become gold medalists without anyone pushing them.

However, there was something that was not taken into account in the calculations of the instructors who thought so.

It was Hocheonan’s training.

Mountain cantering, piti gymnastics, and PR training, which on the surface seem to be nothing more than spirit and determination.

It was a training exercise that was perfect for looking funny, but the reason the trainees started to completely look down on the Twelve Units was because Jo Ga-ju changed their weapons.

Jo Ga-ju was quite strong among the peak masters, and even in this entire training center, he was one of the ten strongest. In the end, Jo Ga-ju, who could be a strong contender for the Geumui Commission exam, was the subject of attention, and that wariness soon turned into ridicule.

A peak expert changes his main weapon? It was also changed from a sword that was the king of all diseases to a spear that could be held by a soldier who knew nothing about martial arts!

Ho Cheon-an offered a spear to Jo Jia-ju in the public practice hall. The Twelve Units and Ho Cheon-an, who originally had a bad impression, began to be completely looked down on by the trainees after Jo Ga-ju took up the spear.

Since the trainees thought that the last place unit had been completely confirmed, the atmosphere was naturally relaxed, and the training ground, where there would have been suffocating tension for other riders, was full of leisure.

Since I trained without any tension, my performance was bound to decline.

‘It can’t go on like this.’

Song Ansheng stroked his chin after coming to the same conclusion as Hu Tianan. It was true that I was interested in Ho Cheon-an’s educational method, but it was not to the point where I lost sight of my purpose. If things continue like this, not only will we not be able to bring out the potential of the trainees of the Geumuiui University, but I also feel like the Twelve Units may end up falling apart.

“We need to set the whole unit on fire.”

Song An-sik went to the admiral’s office to ask for permission from Song Chang-sik, the admiral and father.

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“Mock battle?”

While Ho Cheon-an was wondering whether he should come to the Seventh Division, where there was a conflict, to break up the dispute, Song An-seong called all the units and instructors together.

“In fact, there will be no special mock battles while the group training test is in progress. This is because competition is so heated that there is a possibility that something unfortunate may happen.”

The instructors and trainees, including Ho Cheon-an, focused on the next words. The dangers of mock warfare were understandable to everyone. But what happened that suddenly led to that mock battle?

“The day the group training test is held. Princess Yuya is planning to come.”

Everyone opened their eyes wide and murmured.

The princess is coming?

“That’s why we hold mock battles. This is because I believe that both instructors and trainees have the desire to show even a little better image to the princess.”

A chance to show off your skills in front of the royal family! It was a major event that excited not only the trainees but also the instructors.

“So! I hope you will have time to check your own unit’s strength and understand the opposing unit’s strength through the mock battle. Tomorrow will be an individual battle, and the day after tomorrow there will be a unit battle. Although it is a sudden mock battle, the skills you have honed in normal times will be on display. That’s it!”

“Chung!”

“Evil!”

An announcement was made about individual and group competitions, and all units that checked the notice were on fire.

“Gather the troops!”

“Establish a strategy first in the dormitory!”

Everyone, from instructors to trainees, were filled with enthusiasm and began preparing for the mock battle.

The Twelve Troops led by Ho Cheon-an were also burning with motivation. In this mock battle, I will crush the noses of all those who look down on me!

Ho Cheon-an opened his mouth while receiving the gaze of the motivated young trainees.

“This mock battle is conducted among unit members.”

The trainees gaped. I just heard that the princess herself is visiting. What? Missing? The first thing that came to my senses was re-injury.

“I have a question!”

“What is it? Re-injury trainee.”

“Shouldn’t you come up with a strategy? It is obvious that other units will devise strategies under the leadership of their instructors!”

“That’s right. But is it training that the instructor comes forward and provides the answer? This instructor does not make that judgment.”

You’re crazy about training like this. Is training important now? They say the princess is coming.

The trainees cursed at Ho Cheon-an in their hearts. The atmosphere quickly became tense, but Ho Cheon-an calmly picked his ears and continued speaking.

“The position of the main office is training instructor. Our mission is to provide opportunities for you to grow in various fields. This mock battle is a perfect opportunity for trainees to grow. Except for basic training in the morning, today and tomorrow’s training will be left up to you. It is good to devise a strategy and it is good to train your weaknesses.”

“Evil!”

“I think the trainees are well aware of how other trainees view the Twelve Units.”

“Ahh!!”

“The headquarters is not interested in anything other than the growth of the trainees, but if the trainees’ pride has been hurt, I think it would not be a bad idea to pay them back in this mock battle.”

“Aaagh!!”

The trainees’ motivation burned like an active volcano. In addition to the 7th Squad members who had a fight, there were more than one person who pointed or laughed at the training. It was an opportunity to flatten the noses of other training units who had raised their arrogance without any basis.

“Then we disperse.”

“Evil!”

The motivated trainees of the Twelve Units rushed to the dormitory to devise a mock battle strategy.

“Ah! Trainees who fail the Bidojutsu test to be held this Friday will definitely go to PR training, so don’t forget Bidojutsu!”

The trainees were shocked by Ho Cheon-an’s comments.