Miracle Physical Therapist
Health is National Power (3)
“What, what happened? Did you lose?”
The members who were gathering to watch the duel suddenly said as if they were bewildered.
It wasn't a big deal, having trained for a year with them, Senior Dong lost to a new member who was doing his first week today.
Moreover, Lim Seon-dong had trained in this gym for a year before.
“Yeah. What did you learn for a year? How come you can't beat one new member? ”
In the end, the dung appeared to Park Choon-woong, the commander. It was natural for him to have doubts about his ability to supervise, since he had lost to a beginner for a year.
Park Choon-Woong, who was sweating like he didn't even jump the game, urgently protested.
“It's not that my incitement is weak...... I'm doing well with the new you. It wouldn't be his first time. ”
Park Cheon Ung said that and said towards the miracle.
“You, be honest. This isn't your first rodeo, is it? How can someone who's never played a Triangle Choke so perfectly before? ”
Miracles scratch your head beautifully.
“No, it's my first time. Triangle Choke saw something on TV, so I was just copying it……. ”
“No, this is the end of him. If you copy everything you see, it's genius, genius. He should be in Octagon. You can't lie anymore. I'm in trouble. ”
Park Cheon Ung said like a tree. I remembered the unpleasantness in the face of the miracle that had made me a sleepy liar.
“No, it's my first time. You're being a little weird. ”
It was time for Park to sigh and say something. An officer who had barely recovered his breath intervened in their conversation.
“Chief, that's the first time he's done this. I assure you, I've fought it myself. ”
Of course, I couldn't have known it was Park Cheon Woong. The miracle movement was definitely a beginner's move.
But I couldn't admit it under the circumstances. Park Cheon Woong, who was determined, shot me strongly.
“Hey! What are you talking about? You lost to your first kid? ”
Park was referring to the miracle as a child. Seon-dong nodded calmly.
“You know, if you're being honest, I didn't lose because of technology. He's very powerful. I felt a little strong with the enema. If you don't believe me, try wrestling with him. If you try, you'll know what I mean. ”
“What, arm wrestling? You want me to wrestle your arm? ”
Park Cheon Woong asked as if it was some kind of nonsense. It's not a battle between David and Goliath. I can't believe I wrestled with a miraculous miracle when I see myself as a heavyweight. This was a match with the answers already in it. I was shaking my head, but my senior said something.
“Maybe you can lose. Aren't you? You won't be able to win easily anyway. ”
"Ha, what the fuck is he talking about? ’
However, Park Cheon Woong did not shake his head as a result. It was because members were looking at themselves with an anticipated expression.
“Arm-wrestling... Do you want to try it? Of course, if you are unwilling.... ”
Park Choon Woong tried to run the whole tribe saying he didn't have to do it if he didn't want to. But before he finished speaking, the answer came back from the miracle.
“Very well.”
Park Cheon Woong's face was slightly distorted due to his confident expression and answers. He was angry because he thought he was completely shallow.
On the other hand, the faces of the members watching the situation reminded me of a smile that cannot be hidden. They seemed to be interested in watching the duel between David and Goliath.
Of course, people's hearts leaned toward David, the abbreviation. Even though they had seen many years and did not cheer for miracles openly, they were praying for a miracle propaganda by exchanging cute words with their neighbors.
“If he wins, it'll be fun. Right?"
“I mean, if you look at him like that, he's really trying, but I think it would be really fun to win. ”
“It's not gonna be easy, though. I see the enema every day, and he was at one point before the Light Heavyweight Champion. ”
“That's right. But the arm wrestling isn't about being big. Of course, a big man can be advantageous, but sometimes a small man can beat a big man. ”
“By the way…… let's see. ”
In the midst of the suspense, the two miracles and Park Cheongwoong faced the table.
“Well, shall we? ”
“Is that so?”
As the two of them reached out their hands, Senior Chief Dong faced the judgment.
“Take both hands. I'll start.”
Park Cheon Ung was a bit grumpy, but he grabbed the hand of a miracle without showing it.
Until then, there was no word classical in his head at all. The user only thinks about the scene where the user slaps the back of the opposing Pokémon's hand on the ground at the same time.
But his thoughts became clearer as he held the hand of a miracle.
Oh, look at this. You've got good hands. I can see why you said that. But... but not for me. ’
Did I tell you that a master recognizes a master? The moment he held hands, he sensed that the magic grip was stronger than he thought.
But that was it. I had a hunch that the grip was strong but not strong enough to exceed 100 kilograms.
Seon-dong, who held both hands, said.
“Come on, power! Tsk, tsk! ”
At the same time, Park Choon Woong pours out his strength as he intends to see the end at the beginning.
So what happened? The arm of a miracle, like a scrotum, is hardly moved compared to its own. Park Choon Woong was embarrassed.
"What, why don't you skip this? I'm the one with the most power. ’
In fact, Park Choon-Woong, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, was ahead of the miracle of barely exceeding 70 kilograms.
No matter how strong the grip was, the weight difference was clearly not negligible.
Nevertheless, there was a clear reason for the miracle to last. It was a miracle that he was a physical therapist who had learned clinical kinetics.
Clinical Kinetics is literally the discipline of learning about the exercise used in clinical practice. When you learn this clinical kinetics, you come across the key word Momentpal.
It's very difficult to describe momentum, but let me just put it this way.
It is the principle that a lot of force can be exerted with a little force, and a lot of force can be exerted with a little force, depending on the distance in the joint.
If you want to understand it easily, think of Seesaw. The principle of a seesaw that even the same weight varies depending on how far it sits from the center.
The miracle was someone who understood exactly how momentum like this works. In fact, I never lost a tug-of-war or arm wrestling to a physics therapist when I was in college.
When you use your momentum arm, it's really great because 20 men and 20 women can win. So I have no choice but to endure the miracle against Park Cheon Woong...
Of course, Park Choon-woong, who didn't know this, was really crazy and fascinating.
He uses evil enough that his face will explode, but the hand of the miracle will not move a bit. Every time he hears a sighing voice around him, his medication rises sharply.
“Uh, what is it? He's hanging in there. ”
“Such a big guy... Can't you give him over to that big guy? ”
“I know. I'd hand it over in a heartbeat. ”
If it weren't for this voice, Park Cheon Woong wouldn't have gone to great lengths to hand over the miracle. But his voice made him feel hasty.
‘The longer I drag it, the more I have to lose. I have to give it to him fast, even for a second. ’
Because of this, he draws on his strength as he does not think he can save it. I couldn't make my face turn red, so I turned black.
On the other hand, the face of the miracle was relatively quiet. Even though they are distorted while trying, they are still peaceful enough compared to Park Cheon Woong.
‘If you stand still, you will have a chance. ’
In fact, he hadn't done all he could yet. He was holding on to his shoulders, waiting only for the moment when Park Cheon Woong's strength was gone.
How long do you think that's been going on? I realized that the miracle was quite tiring for Park Cheon Woong. And that was that moment.
“Huh? Over!”
“Yes! Yes! ”
People were excited and raised their voices. It was because the arm of the miracle that had been placed on the throne consistently restored the central notice.
“Hnng... ”
Park Cheon Woong tried hard to survive somehow. However, the arm of the miracle did not stop.
Although quite slow, his arms are clearly moving slightly in the opposite direction. It's like a clock moving forward.
One o'clock, two o'clock.
The hand of the miracle moves toward victory. And then finally, at 3 o'clock,
The back of my hand touches the ground with a shout. Of course, the protagonist of the hand that touched the floor was Park Cheon Woong.
It was the moment when Park Choon-Woong, a 100kg beggar, lost to a 70kg miracle.
“ ……! ”
The intestine was completely silent. Neither of you opened your mouth and made a sound.
The scene was that shocking. They were surprised to see the miracle that lasted well, but they did not really imagine that the miracle would be won.
It was a miracle to break the long silence. He said, pulling his hand out of Park Cheon Woong's sweaty hand.
“You're very strong. I barely won.”
It was originally a miracle to say what Park Choon Woong should have said.
In front of that, Park Cheon Ung didn't say anything, and she raised her voice as if she wanted to see it.
“You see, it's very strong. I didn't lose because I didn't have enough skills, I was overpowered. ”
He said that and turned his gaze toward the miracle. Then he spoke with a raised tone.
“Wow, bro! Why are you so strong? I knew it was tough, but I never thought I'd actually beat you. What is the weight difference... …. ”
Seeing Lim, Seon-dong, who killed Park Cheon Woong twice, the miracle looked fabulous.
“No, you're stronger. I won because of Momenthal. ”
“Momentum? What's that? ”
“So you can use your momentum arm to gain even more power with less force. Make sure you get as close to your shoulder joints and wrist joints as possible around these elbow joints to generate more strength. ”
As I explained the miracle by drawing a virtual line on my arm, the people watching me came to the miracle.
“What are you doing? Do you know him that well? ”
“Oh, physical therapist? Ah! That's how you know it. Center in Gangnam? ”
“I want to know how to wrestle. How do you do that?”
“Me too! Let me know. I want to be good at arm wrestling. Let us know and we'll sign you up. ”
Suddenly, next to the miracle, there were students who wanted to learn how to wrestle well.
More than 10 members who were exercising in the gym came to all the miracles.
Of course, there was one person who couldn't do it. The protagonist was Park Choon-Woong, who lost to arms wrestling and faced his face.
He looks at his trembling hands with an unbelievable look on his face.
Until then, he didn't know. This terrible after-storm of defeat.