The Heavenly Demon Gives a Massage - The Heavenly Demon Gives a Massage chapter 193

‘I’ll try to lend a hand though.’

As time passed, the energy continued to accumulate in Seonghyeon Choi’s Danjeon.

Clearly, at the level of Seong-Hyun Choi, this alone is great enough. However, as much as one step was skipped, the form is bound to be clumsy in many ways.

To take one of them as an example, the condensation of energy is taking place, but the center point where the power will be concentrated has not been determined, so it is a situation where it is gathered in a very unstable form.

It’s not bad to go through these processes yourself, but… Still, if you add a little, very little help here, you can expect much bigger growth.

So, Kang Tae-han cautiously walked towards Choi Seong-hyeon. He deliberately hides his presence and walks. When you’re focusing on your inner self for a long time, even a little stimulation can feel big, and it can become a dangerous situation in many ways.

Of course, the realm is still low, so there will be no coin initiation to come… However, it is unlikely that it will be a good influence. Kang Tae-han, who slowly approached him, placed his right hand on his shoulder.

It’s not about taking any grand action.

It is just a very slightly condensed air mass with a higher concentration than the qi stored in the danjeon inside Choi Seong-hyun’s body, which is loaded into the blood duct and sent to the danjeon.

The moment you enter the blood road, the air mass starts to flow like a paper boat floated in a stream. Kang Tae-han, who quietly watched the process, removed his hand from his shoulder with a light smile.

And the change came faster than expected.

The moment the stylobate reached the danjeon and took its place, the lumps that were being formed in various places began to gather around it.

“The response comes out quickly.”

I knew that I had my own talent, but Choi Seong-hyun showed a much bigger achievement than I thought.

As soon as he added a little help to it, he reacted immediately, and Kang Tae-han, who was watching him, unknowingly put a pleased smile on his lips.

* * *

Seonghyeon Choi’s sense of time was a mess.

Sometimes it seems to flow infinitely slowly, but other times it passes like a fleeting moment. I don’t know how much time has passed now. No, I’m not interested.

Just watch this inner possibility until the end.

Will this attempt end in success or failure?

I can’t say for sure, but I can be sure of a few things. If this attempt succeeds, the door that has been blocked can be opened coolly. And opportunities like this don’t come every day.

However, something is missing.

In order to take one more step in front of this, that something was needed. I came this far by not doing anything, but in order to move on to this next, I need to find a new answer again.

But at that moment.

Something flowed into his danjeung.

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Like a pearl shining in the mud, a single dot that reveals its presence intensely.

‘… This is it.’

And Seonghyeon Choi instinctively realized.

That was the part that was missing.

At the same time, the energy within the danteon quickly regained stability and began to gather and condense around the suddenly appeared air mass.

One air mass thus formed.

It was somewhat clumsy, but compared to the previous lumps, it was so clean that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it looked completely different.

There, Seonghyeon Choi carefully lifted the podium.

A certain floating feeling that you can feel yourself.

Originally, just trying to move the qi would have crumbled and lost concentration, but at this moment, that mass of qi was clearly floating inside the dantian.

Now carefully pull it out of the dantian.

Borrowing the power of circulation of the blood vessels flowing through the body, it is transported to the destination, and then circulated again to go to the next.

The moment when the air mass returned to the lower part of the body after making a round trip around the main acupuncture points of the upper body.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa… … .”

Choi Seong-hyeon finally opened his long-closed eyes and exhaled a long, thin breath as if air was leaking out of a balloon.

‘I did it.’

After I caught my breath and regained my sanity, a sense of accomplishment followed that filled my heart.

But that’s for a while. Soon after, Seonghyeon Choi looked around at his body as he felt a chill all over his body.

“what is this?”

Sweat beaded all over the body. It wasn’t just sweaty, it was completely wet.

When I was concentrating on meditation, I didn’t know because I was in a state of being so hot and numb to the outside senses, but now after meditating, my whole body was so damp that I wondered, ‘How did I not know this?’

“time is… What, it hasn’t been that long.”

Choi Seong-hyeon looked at his watch in shock at the sudden thought, but he soon let out a sigh of relief.

The hour hand on the clock is pointing to nine o’clock.

The time I sat down before work was around eight o’clock, so at most about an hour had passed. Seonghyun Choi stretched lightly.

“Then, let’s get off work soon…” … .”

“What kind of guy is going home from work?”

“Aww!”

There was no sign of anything, but suddenly a voice came from behind. When I turned my head in amazement as if almost starting a game, Kang Tae-han was standing there with a smile on his face.

“What, dude! If you come, you shouldn’t have to say that you’ve come!”

“If so, your meditation would have ended there.”

“that… is it?”

At Kang Tae-han’s words, Choi Seong-hyeon tried to refute something, but soon swallowed his words and tilted his head. Certainly, if someone had spoken to her, she would have lost her concentration.

“Have you been watching?”

“I’ve been watching since the end.”

If so, it means that he was also watching the moment of achievement. Choi Seong-hyun, whose expression expresses anticipation without even realizing it. Seeing that, Kang Tae-han smiled and opened his mouth in a calm voice.

“You can be in charge of Cain this week.”

“OK!”

Seonghyeon Choi clapped his hands once as if to congratulate himself, then raised his fists to the height of his head. Perhaps it was because he worked so hard to achieve his goal, and his face showed a deep sense of satisfaction.

No, it’s not just because of achieving the goal.

That he has achieved a new achievement in internal engineering.

And that achievement was recognized by a being who could be called a teacher.

Although he was not conscious yet, his sense of accomplishment reached a sky-high level as the desires that a Moorim man had, of course, were met.

“under… I think I can go home in a good mood today.”

Choi Seong-hyun gets up from his seat with an expression drenched in the sense of accomplishment. He kneaded his neck and walked slowly toward the door. I was going to.

“So, are you saying you can’t go to work?”

Kang Tae-han’s voice blocks his steps.

Seeing that voice that seemed to contain laughter somewhere, Sunghyun Choi tilted his head and asked in a questioning tone.

“It’s past nine o’clock, why are you saying you can’t leave work? Did you suddenly want to work overtime?”

“That’s right, I don’t say anything even if I get off work at nine in the evening. But now it’s nine o’clock in the morning, you bastard.”

“… What?”

Choi Seong-hyun, who shows a momentary reaction.

The first thing he did was to take out his smartphone from his pocket and check the date. After staring at the smartphone screen for a long time, he opened his mouth with a still dumbfounded voice.

“then… I’ve been here for over twelve hours?”

“That’s it.”

When I came to my senses while meditating, time flew by. It’s like a cliché in martial arts, but it’s an unfamiliar experience for Choi Seong-hyun.

He made a puzzled expression, put his hand on his forehead, and then let out a small sigh and said:

“… Boss, I’m sorry, but can I wash my body?”

I had been immersed in meditation all night, so of course I couldn’t even wash.

It didn’t take that long for the first reserved guest to arrive, but that doesn’t mean we can’t receive guests with such a sweaty appearance. Kang Tae-han smiled at Choi Seong-hyeon’s words.

“Yeah, I’ll eat some rice while I’m out.”

“rice is… … .”

growl!

The moment Choi Seong-hyeon tried to answer that he was fine, a loud sound resounded in his stomach. Is it because of that? An immense hunger, which he had not been aware of until just now, came flooding into his stomach.

It was only natural that he spent all night sweating and consuming his mental strength. Choi Seong-hyeon unknowingly grabbed his stomach and opened his mouth with a shy expression.

“Then I’ll eat some rice… … .”

“It’s okay to be a little late, so eat something hearty.”

“Thank you, Taehan… … .”

It is Kang Tae-han who can understand the hunger because he has already experienced it. In response to that benevolent voice, Choi Seong-hyun left a sincere thanks and went out.

* * *

On the other hand, it is not only Cheonma Massage that is gaining worldwide recognition.

“Oh, my God! This is really fantastic!”

“The fatigue from training just melts away!”

“I’m sorry to our team manager, but I think sitting here for 30 minutes and getting up will make you feel better?”

After a sudden interview with Everton FC player Joo-Wan Kang, the existence of the massage chair ‘The Meister’ began to be known in the sports industry of each country.

Of course, that didn’t mean there was an explosive reaction from the beginning. It was just a level that became a topic of conversation to some extent, and it was only to the extent that it aroused interest at the level of ‘should I try it once’.

The number of teams that have purchased and used one directly starts to increase one by one, and the number of massage chairs that were only one in the team increases to three or five… … .

Furthermore, when the team’s players’ game condition noticeably improved, objective achievements began to appear, and awareness began to rise noticeably.

Moreover, it does not require any special facilities and is not difficult to use. A simple structure that requires just buying the product, connecting electricity, and simple operation.

Rumor has it that you can get a high-quality massage and condition care with just that, and ‘The Meister’ was selling so hot that the word ‘competition’ was appropriate.

… However, the product still has limitations. No matter how much ‘The Meister’ was, it was not possible to satisfy everyone’s expectations.

“How about it, is it any use?”

A voice full of concern.

At that, the man sitting in the chair shook his head slowly. He tried to hide his disappointment, but his expression seemed to be leaking out inevitably.

“There is definitely something different about it… That doesn’t mean it doesn’t have a noticeable effect.”

The man raised his hand lightly and said. As if to prove that, his limbs continued to tremble while he spoke. That’s harsh too.

“I’m sorry, Coach.”

“Caliber, that’s why you should apologize.”

“… Just.”

At the words of the coach, the man, Caliber Smith, shrugged his shoulders with a bitter laugh. Even that didn’t work properly, and it looked pretty clumsy.

Caliber’s body wasn’t like this from the beginning.

I was able to guess that fact enough just by looking at the muscles that still remain all over my body, and the massage chair I was sitting on felt a little narrow.

His occupation is a professional football player.

As a quarterback who throws the ball and can run as it should, he is a player who has built a very high reputation by playing an active part in numerous games as a running quarterback.

He received 10 million dollars as an annual salary, showed performances and activities that matched it, and was popular with countless fans, truly an NFL star.

But now… I’m just a patient with my whole body lame.

It’s not that the body is paralyzed, but it’s actually a symptom of that level. It’s been this way ever since I lost consciousness from a concussion in my last Super Bowl game.

“I’m glad the season is over, though.”

“… That’s what you say.”

“You can keep it a secret from the fans.”

Caliber laughed at the coach’s words. It seemed like a joke, but the coach couldn’t help but laugh.

The next season opens in September. However, even then, there was little chance that his condition would improve.

‘… Although I am also a football coach.’

This American football sport is a very harsh sport for the players. Getting injured or broken somewhere is normal, and brain damage from violent collisions can be called an occupational disease.

Even if it is a player who has not suffered a single injury during his active career, it is in this industry that stories come out that he suffers from aftereffects later.

At least it’s enough to fix the physical injury.

Problems with the nervous system or the brain itself… I have no choice. All you have to do is prescribe some painkiller.

The same goes for the player in front of him, Caliber.

Aside from being a player with excellent skills, he was a very good person as a person to person, but there is no action that can be taken.

In the current situation, I just bring painkillers, pray for myself to recover, and check my body condition every day. That was all I could do for him.

‘… Whoa.’

Seeing his helplessness, the coach only sighed quietly as he stared up at the ceiling.