The two young men preparing for the spar warmed up. Their arms were just touching, yet their faces already glistened with sweat.
Both focused on Myung Cheols voice.
The Body Pushing game was one where the body speaks. Its about accepting the body and energy of another and expressing your own through free-flowing movement.
Tak
Jin Kang, the one who attempted this first, pushed when his opponent gently took the force. When the opponent absorbed it, he pushed harder.
Ugh!
Usually, a surprise push through such contact was successful.
Hmm!
But Jin Song quickly grabbed the elbow of his opponent, released the strength, and pushed back.
Hmm.
Jin Kang also grabbed his opponents elbow and used it to support his push. If they continued like this, they would both struggle to maintain balance.
Tak. Tak.
Movements that employed the same four straight hand techniques or changed the forces direction. Any slight disruption in form would give the opponent a chance to knock them down.
Tauk. Shhh!
After some initial probing, the momentum shifted.
The competition intensified. It moved beyond demonstration methods and became a pure power struggle.
Shh!
Tang! Tang!
Internal energy began to swell within the two men. Beyond the contact point between their arms, strength grew in their lower backs and outstretched legs.
It starts from now.
Elder Myung Cheol must have seen this. He would wait to end this.
Why worry about that? If they make a mistake, they could get hurt.
Seol-Hwi nodded in agreement. The force emanating from the two tense Taoists was now anxious, a marked change from before.
As it turned out, no one could claim a clear victory.
The floor was a good place to take advantage. Stepping from his place was unstable, so if the balance was off even for a moment, the person who used the most strength would be the one who fell right then.
Cheeky bastard. You think you can take me down?
Jin Gang provoked, and Jin Songs eyes changed.
He gave off a force which made it seem like he was about to throw a punch.
Ah, what will you do just opening those eyes? Dont you have the courage to hit me? Then I will do it.
Shh
Jin Gang took his stance after shaping his hands in the form of Taiji. He began to approach little by little, extending the front hands and pulling the legs back.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the ground. This made the other person reflexively look down.
Ah!
As if waiting for it, he grabbed the ground with one hand and extended his leg to hit the shoulder.
Thud!
Jin Song was pushed back with a puzzled look. It was not simply because he was hit.
The last step was a movement that did not exist in Taiji martial arts.
So he looked at the officer.
It was a sign of protest that this move was a foul.
If it had been any ordinary instructor, they would have nodded.
It is a hit. If you move the right leg diagonally, such a movement will happen.
But the man here was Myung Cheol, and he was one who allowed this.
In this way, it changed into a technique that focused on practical usage, one that helped improve the physical strength of ordinary people such as farmers, and more. They had continued to develop existing close body attacks.
And in that direction, Jin Gang was now applying it in his own way. But it seemed like a separate check-in was needed to determine if this followed the teachings of Taiji or not.
Ahhh.
Jin Gang approached Jin Song with clenched teeth.
Hmm!
Jin Song, worried that another attack would come, immediately opened with the Six-Way Block technique to block the front, back, left, and right.
Tak
Then Jin Gang immediately used the Eight Dragons technique and put pressure on his opponent. His intention was not to attack the body but to shake their balance.
Crack
Jin Song changed the foot he was targeting, and seeing this, Jin Gang placed his foot back on the ground and attempted a kick.
Puank!
Jin Song was hit twice with the same move. His face turned red, and his opponent, Jin Gang, grinned.
Ahhh!
In the end, Jin Song could not hold back his anger and rushed at him.
Hold the head and shake.
It was a movement in which one covered the head with both hands and then struck the opponent with the elbow.
To put it simply, he pushed with both arms. However, this action was not successful.
Puak!
He was hit by the left fist of his opponent, which was aimed at the chest, and pushed back with a single right side kick as Jin Gang continued to strike.