Aptitude Test (3)

"Good morning. Starting today, I'll be teaching you martial arts, Seonghun."

Han Jo-hyun stood there in a skintight athletic outfit — the kind of sports bikini female track athletes wore, a second skin that covered only the barest slivers of her body.

"We're going to explore your aptitude by circulating internal energy and moving your body. Here, change into this."

Jo-hyun handed me a black swimsuit barely the size of my palm.

"What is this?"

"It's the uniform for Taiyu Extreme Way, the martial art I'm studying. Since it's a grappling art like wrestling, you have to cover as little surface area as possible. Once you become an official disciple of the main sect, you'll often train completely naked."

Taiyu Extreme Way was this world's equivalent of taekwondo. Back in my original world, taekwondo had been a striking art built around kicks. Here, it was a comprehensive grappling martial art that blended judo, wrestling, and Brazilian jiu-jitsu.

I took the swimsuit-like briefs from Han Jo-hyun and changed into them at once. They were so tiny my pubic hair spilled out over the edges.

Han Jo-hyun reached out and stroked the stray hair, a faint flush coloring her characteristically stoic face.

Then she plopped down right where she was.

"I'll teach you energy-circulation breathing. Sit on top of me."

"What?"

"Sit down. Now."

I had no choice but to sit on her. She lifted my legs and folded them into a cross-legged position, arranging my posture for me.

"This is called the lotus position. Hmm. Your body's more flexible than I expected."

Good thing I'd already boosted my stats. My physical abilities were holding up just fine.

"Did you work out in your previous world, too?"

"No."

I'd never exercised in my life, except during my military service.

"For someone who didn't, you've got abs, and the muscle development across your whole body is remarkably even."

She ran her hands over every inch of me, probing and assessing.

"You've already formed a mana heart. People who create one in such a short time are rare. So the rumors about your extraordinary talent were true. Dimensional travelers really are different."

She injected true energy into my body, examining my internals as she spoke.

"We're going to start energy circulation now. Someone like you should be able to form a dantian in no time."

She kept me locked in the lotus position and guided my hands together ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠over my lower abdomen.

"Now, breathe in... and out... Feel the mana. Let it pass through your heart and down into your dantian."

I closed my eyes and felt her touch. The energy inside my body gathered and began flowing downward along my meridians. Some pathways were blocked; others were clogged with waste. The further the true energy traveled, the slower it became.

"My god. You can move energy on instinct. You really are incredible."

By the time her fingertips passed my solar plexus and reached my navel, the faint stream of energy I'd sent out had already dwindled to half.

"Further down."

Her fingertips descended to my lower abdomen.

"Even further."

At last, the energy reached my dantian.

"That's not the end. You have to pierce through the perineum point, loop around, and settle the energy in your dantian."

She poked and prodded beneath my balls as she spoke.

"Nngh! That's—"

"Oh my. Good heavens."

The moment my concentration broke, those faint traces of true energy scattered and vanished. I looked down at her hands. My massive cock was already rock-hard, jutting straight out of the athletic briefs.

"There's no way you can learn martial arts in this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠condition."

She peeled back the foreskin of my glans. Then she wrapped her hand around ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my shaft and began stroking slowly. Sitting in the lotus position, my legs were so thoroughly tangled that I couldn't even stand up off her voluptuous body. All I could do was moan.

"Nngh!"

"Stay still. I'll take care of this."

Slap, slap, slap, slap. Her hand pumped faster and faster.

"Ahhh!"

"Focus your mind. Feel the blood flow accelerating. Feel the energy racing through your meridians."

I closed my eyes again and reached for the energy.

"Hooo... huuu... hooo... huuu..."

I breathed deeply, guiding the energy into my dantian, from the dantian down to the perineum point, and then settling it back into the dantian once more.

"The energy has settled in your dantian."

"That's it!"

A tiny, fragile wisp of energy stayed put instead of scattering through my body or leaking out. It had taken root.

"Keep repeating that. Afterward, I'll teach you the breathing method for purifying the energy and making it your own."

First, I had to gather the energy.

"Hnnngh!"

Splurt. I couldn't hold out against her hand and came.

"Aaah!"

A massive amount of semen shot an incredible distance. Boosting my virility stat into the thirties had clearly paid off.

"What incredible force."

She stroked my cock as she spoke, almost admiringly.

"Building internal energy takes a very long time. You won't get it done in a day or two. I'll help you with energy circulation all day today."

"Alright."

"Now close your eyes again and focus on your breathing."

"Hooo..."

Han Jo-hyun and I practiced energy circulation all day long. It was evening by the time I finally stood up.

Squish. I pushed off Han Jo-hyun's body to get to my feet.

"Nngh!"

Sitting in the lotus position all day had left my hips, legs, and lower back aching. Jo-hyun, a trained martial artist, stood up immediately as if it hadn't cost her a thing.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll teach you the practical techniques of Taiyu Extreme Way. Prepare yourself. This isn't a martial art you can pick up easily."

"Got it."

"That said, you definitely have a gift for martial arts. Whether you'll be as good with your body remains to be seen... but your mana affinity far exceeds that of an ordinary person. Calling you a genius wouldn't even cover it. You're a monster."

"Thanks."

"Go inside and get some rest today. Or..."

Her expressionless face scrunched slightly.

"Would you like me to give you a massage?"

"Sounds good."

I went back to the lodging with her and spent the night together.

The next day, I arrived at the gym to find a woman I'd never seen before standing there. More accurately, a girl I'd never seen before. She looked to be in her late teens.

"Good day. I am Choi Yeo-jin. I will be serving as Instructor Lee Seonghun's trainer starting today."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty."

"You look a little young."

"Hmph! I may be young, but I'm strong enough to beat you black and blue, Instructor Lee!"

"Oh-ho!"

"Don't you dare mock me for my age!"

She's kind of cute when she gets mad.

I looked at the inflatable rubber pool set up in the center of the gym. The interior looked to be about 350 square feet. I glanced at Han Jo-hyun, who'd set the whole thing up.

"What's this?"

"It's the ring for learning Taiyu Extreme Way. A sand pit works, and so does a mat, but an air pool is the best option of all."

"I thought you said this was like wrestling."

"Seonghun, have you ever heard of oil wrestling?"

"What? Oil wrestling?"

"Yes. You coat your entire body in slick oil and wrestle. Our Taiyu Extreme Way subdues opponents with incredibly fluid movements. The setup is a hassle and it costs a bit, but the oil-wrestling format is the most suitable."

She grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the air pool.

Slick!

"Whoa!"

I slipped on the oil and went sliding across the pool.

"Careful."

Jo-hyun pulled me to my feet.

"Apply oil so your skin doesn't get scraped."

She squeezed out oil and started rubbing it onto my body. Slick, slick, slick. Her hands spread the slippery oil across my chest and over my abs, then passed my lower abdomen and rubbed the pubic hair and glans poking out of my thin athletic briefs.

"Seonghun, your cock is so big it sticks out of the uniform even when you're not hard. If we leave it like this, the inside will chafe. You could scrape the skin or even get a friction burn."

Sliiip. She peeled off the skintight, swimsuit-like athletic wear.

"I'll oil you down thoroughly."

Han Jo-hyun coated her hands in glistening oil and rubbed my groin. Slap, slap, slap. She oiled every last inch — the insides of my thighs, my balls, past my perineum, all the way to my asshole and the cleft of my ass.

"Would you oil me as well?"

"Of course."

I took the oil from her and started spreading it over her body.

"Ah!"

My foot slipped, and I went down with Jo-hyun.

Thud! The air pool kept ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠us from getting hurt, but Jo-hyun ended up on top of me.

"Sorry."

Our eyes locked. Slick, slick, slick. I rubbed my body against hers, spreading oil across her skin. Squelch. I sprayed more oil on myself and ran my hands over every inch of her, slathering Jo-hyun's body in grease.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Choi Yeo-jin's voice rang out in disgust.

"Aren't you embarrassed, doing that in front of other people?!"

I let go of Jo-hyun with an awkward look on my face. The crotch of her sports bikini was jutting out conspicuously — her clit had swollen. I tugged her bottoms aside just a little, and a massive amount of fluid came pouring out.

"You! Get your hand off her!"

"Haaaah..."

Han Jo-hyun let out a faint moan, and Choi Yeo-jin's face went red as she glared at me with her eyebrows drawn into an inverted V.

Oh-ho. I can get S-Points from this kind of thing too? Interesting.

Smack! Choi Yeo-jin slapped my hand away.

"Ugh!"

She was young, but she was a martial artist — her strength was no joke. I yanked my hand back from the sharp sting.

"Ugh!"

I stumbled from the pain and shoved against Choi Yeo-jin's leg.

Slick!

"Ah!"

Thump!

She'd trained in Taiyu Extreme Way, so she could move naturally even on oil. Choi Yeo-jin didn't fall, but when she planted her hand for balance, she accidentally grabbed my groin.

"Huh? Where do you think you're touching?"

"I-it's not— this, this is—!"

Her small hand was gripping the part of my cock that was sticking out.

Wham! Talk about the pot calling the kettle black — Choi Yeo-jin kicked me in the leg.

"Guh!"

Even from a kid, a martial artist's kick hurt like hell. This was the first time I'd been hit since a teacher caned me in high school. Humiliating.

"Don't you look at me with those cocky eyes! And your dick is tiny, too!"

"You little bitch! This is small? You've never even seen a man in your life, have you?"

"Bitch? Never seen a man? Are you done talking?!"

Choi Yeo-jin's face said her entire psyche had been shredded. She'd just watched Han Jo-hyun — the senior she'd always had a thing for — getting intimate with me.

I'd accidentally pulled an NTR without even meaning to. No, wait. NTR is when you steal a woman from a loving relationship. This is just a kid throwing a tantrum after watching the girl she's been crushing on flirt with some other guy.

Even if she was a kid, I wasn't about to let this slide.

"Please, calm down."

Han Jo-hyun grabbed my wrist.

"You'll be learning Taiyu Extreme Way starting today, so get along with the instructor who'll be teaching you."

"Hah... fine."

"You too, Yeo-jin."

"........."

"Answer me."

"Okay..."

Hah. How should I mess with this brat? Ah. That was it.

An idea for thoroughly tormenting this cheeky little kid popped into my head.