< Bullying is too good at martial arts (48) >
When Mugyeol raised his head, lights came on all around, brightly illuminating the space.
Then he could see everything clearly.
Up-to-date training equipment, a weight training zone, and a clean octagon made to the standard.
The basement was set up like a training facility for only one martial artist.
“What is this all about-.”
While Mugyeol couldn’t come to his senses, Im Jin-soo, who had fallen down, rubbed his side and stood up slowly.
“Oh, I almost fell behind.”
“Brother, what is all this?”
“Can’t you see it?”
Before he knew it, Dong-gil was also looking around the gym facility next to Im Jin-soo with proud eyes.
“This space is for you. From now on, train to your heart’s content here.”
“…….”
“At the RCF Jongno branch, you seem to be paying attention to training to your heart’s content. But it would be ambiguous to go to another team.”
“…….”
“How is it? Do you like it? All facilities and equipment are of the highest quality.”
“It’s the money my brother and dad gave me to spend…”
Dong-gil replied with a hearty smile at Mu-gyeol’s words.
“okay. That’s why you wrote it like this.”
“…What kind of pun is this?”
“No pun intended, dude. You gave it your way, so we just used it our way.”
“…….”
“I really wanted to spend that money like this. Dad thinks of you as much as you think of him.”
“…….”
Im Jin-soo waved his hands toward Moo-gyeol, who was speechless, stirring up his emotions.
“You can cry! Cry! Like a high school student, cry in your father’s arms!”
Mugyeol never shed tears like Im Jin-soo’s wish.
But the moment I lightly hit the punching bag that smelled like new leather.
Touk-.
Its surface was cold, but strangely, it felt strangely warm.
“how is it? Are you good? Can I cry?”
“I don’t cry.”
“Hey, you’re not crying like this? toxic really. Are you a human?”
“thank you. sincerely.”
No tears were shed in the end, but Mugyeol expressed sincere gratitude to the two.
Actually, it was a pretty awkward moment for Mugyeol.
It was always a no-gyeol who only shared his fists on top of the Octagon.
That’s why I wasn’t used to exchanging something warm.
But it was never a bad feeling.
“Thank you. In fact, it’s as if it was made with your money.”
“okay. Dad and Jinsu just spent money.”
“Thank you anyway.”
“If you’re thankful, train hard. I will give you the monthly rent.”
“Don’t get hurt and always be careful.”
Mugyeol nodded.
In fact, I thought of building a personal gym one day, but I didn’t know that I would have such a great facility so quickly.
There could be no better environment to prepare for a title match against Han Dae-geun.
“Dad will be going home now. Come play with Jinsu.”
“okay.”
After Dong-gil went home, Mu-gyeol looked around the gym in earnest.
“It was made very meticulously well.”
“right? Because I cared so much.”
In the meantime, Mugyeol found a wreath placed near the entrance.
“What kind of wreath is this?”
“Ah, that was sent only by Seokjin.”
“hmm?”
Who is Seokjinman?
Mugyeol, who was in confusion for a moment, immediately recalled his memory in Apgujeong.
Seok Jin-man ranked 8th in the light heavyweight division.
He is a fighter belonging to Apgujeong, who previously supervised the sparring with Seok-Doo Choi.
“Your brother sent you a wreath?”
“uh. Isn’t it funny? Why are you sending a wreath when you haven’t even opened a business? He’s crazy too.”
“How did you know and sent it?”
“I asked Jinman about this and that while bringing in the training facilities. Aren’t I a little stingy on this floor? At least he’s the only one I can talk to.”
“I did.”
“I was very interested when I said that I would build your facility.”
“That older brother?”
“uh. He said he would come to play. Are you flirting with him?”
“…I can’t believe it…”
“You seem to like it.”
“He said he had something to do here.”
“Why don’t you try sparring at least once? It will help you too. Even though he’s a bit nerdy, his skills are amazing.”
“Jin-man said that hyung spar?”
“huh. He’s a complete sparring addict. Also, how many words…”
“But that hyung belongs to Apgujeong.”
“yes?”
“Can I? Isn’t the manager there Han Dae-geun?”
Im Jin-soo waved his hand as if to say not to say anything he didn’t know about the question.
“Aww, it doesn’t matter. He’s really bad at Apgujeong.”
“why?”
“Isn’t that obvious? Apgujeong Seonggol is one dae-geun, but I was bullied because I didn’t ride that line and walked my way.”
“Hmm?”
“Anyway, since he’s kind, he seems to have a lot of popularity with the government officials, so what do you do? For almost a year now, RCF hasn’t even held a game.”
Something like that happened.
Even if you belong to the same RCF gym, you will be treated differently depending on how you do politics.
I feel it again, but it is a group that doesn’t have a single thing I really like.
That’s why I want to destroy it even more.
“By the way, how does your brother know all that? Said it was bad.”
“Originally, Assassins are more bright about this kind of news.”
“…I see. Cheer up bro.”
“Why are you encouraging me? What’s wrong with Asa!?”
“Okay, grab the kick mitt quickly.”
“okay. If you’re mocking Assa, I’ll beat you hard from the first day, you bastard.”
From the first day of the opening of the private gym, Moo-gyul and Im Jin-soo wore mitts and rolled on the mat, sweating.
The gym only for flawlessness increased my concentration and, naturally, my training efficiency went up a lot.
And three days later, only Seokjin really came.
“Hey, did you decorate it well?”
“Puhaha, this bastard really came!”
Seok Jin-man, who brought a lot of supplies for the gym, exchanged a warm greeting with Im Jin-soo.
“Hey Seokjin, don’t you have anything to do?”
“Why brother? Aren’t you happy with me?”
“I’m so glad to see you, dude.”
Seok Jin-man, who exchanged greetings with Im Jin-soo, waved his hand gladly as he saw Mu-gyeol.
“No, we are old friends, right? I’m watching the game these days. It was brutal.”
“Yes, sir. Long time no see.”
“Just call me hyung, Sasa. It’s not like you’re being polite even in the Octagon.”
“The Octagon?”
“I’m here, but I’m not going to jump rope together. Isn’t Jinsu hyung not good at sparring because he’s old now?”
“…no comment.”
“Puhaha, come up quickly. Let’s take it lightly.”
Seokjinman, who quickly warmed up, went up to the top of the Octagon.
“I will do mass sparring. While paying more attention to the flow of technology. You know the feeling, right?”
“yes.”
“Then go!”
Low-intensity training called technical sparring or mass sparring.
Seok Jin-man was only lightly matching and accepting flawless techniques, but he was definitely a classy player.
He freely changes his stance and uses Muay Thai, wrestling, and jiu-jitsu like flowing water.
Moreover, whenever he had a chance, he never stopped talking and even gave Mugyeol a tip.
“Fake a tackle and then study the pattern of raising your kick! There are cases where the opponent gets caught as a counter while playing teddy (tackle defense)!”
Teach me how to play new patterns.
“When you get caught in the neck clinch, either pull your butt all the way back or stick it! If you hold the distance vaguely, your stomach will vomit!”
“Yes, senior!”
“Damn, call me older brother!”
It also taught the correct way to deal with the opponent’s attack.
Im Jin-soo nodded in satisfaction while watching Mu-gyeol and Seok-jin’s mass sparring.
Certainly, Seokjinman is a good hitter.
He was ranked 8th in the light heavyweight division, but he probably would have played in the upper water a lot more if he had been caught more often.
If he had a better track record, he would have been able to fight for the light heavyweight title at least once.
‘It’s a pity that such a guy got into trouble with Han Dae-geun’
Mugyeol also admired Seokjin’s excellent skills.
Even though they weren’t putting their full energy into each other, there were many things to learn from Seokjin’s own technique.
In fact, Ibrahim Mahmudov was basically a no-brainer.
The guy who lacked skills only sucked up drugs, so he had excellent physical strength and stamina, but in the end, he couldn’t defeat Mugyeol.
However, Seokjinman has a great physique and excellent skills.
So, even with mass sparring, it was not easy to subdue him.
But Mugyeol enjoyed sharing his skills with him.
When dealing with a guy with a bad back like Ibrahim, the aftertaste is not good even if you beat him overwhelmingly.
However, sparring with opponents who could learn something was different.
Even if you are pushed back, you can find improvements on your own, and through that process you can become a stronger fighter.
But in fact, what surprised me the most was Seokjin Bay.
‘Is this kid good?’
He is raising his stock price with 2 consecutive victories, but Moo-gyeol is still a newbie who lacks experience.
In comparison, Seok Jin-man is already a veteran with nearly 20 MMA records.
The ‘vibe that comes out of time’ is a weapon that can never be ignored.
According to Seokjinman’s prediction, Moogyeol should have been completely subdued by him.
However, Moo Gyeol absorbed everything Seok Jin taught him in an instant and made it his own.
From there, he went further and imitated Seokjin’s own movements and techniques that he had never taught.
‘This is a really strange guy!’
It was mass sparring because of that wind, but even Seokjin could not slow down the tension.
There would be nothing more embarrassing than that if I was overpowered.
“Hyung, just one more round.”
“One more round!? He is abusing the elderly.”
“Please, brother.”
“Let’s do it. Oh, I wish I was young dude.”
After running a total of four rounds like that, the two completely spread out.
“Okay, Round 4 is over! Take a break.”
Moogyeol sat down on the canvas and talked to Seok Jin-man.
“Hyung, is it really okay to spar here?”
“Why don’t you do it if it’s not okay?”
“Cheuk no.”
“Then why did you ask, you idiot?”
Saying that, Seokjinman hit Mugyeol’s head with a bean.
“Oh, it’s hard. What kind of mass sparring is as intense as a match?”
Seokjinman was breathing heavily, but Mugyeol still seemed to have many questions about him.
“Comparing Han Dae-geun and Hyung, who is better?”
“What question do you have?”
“I’m just curious.”
“objectively?”
“yes.”
“Well, I’m a bit bigger in size. When it comes to competing in a match, I don’t have confidence.”
“Even though your brother is in a higher weight class?”
“Han Dae-geun is also a light heavyweight. He’s a guy who loses a lot of weight, so he’s running middle.”
“Isn’t self-objectification too good?”
“no. Am I a guy who lives for my taste?”
“I see.”
“It’s just that one big muscle is fucking strong.”
“Then, what if I stick with you?”
“Are you honest?”
“yes.”
“Right now, if you do it ten times, Han Dae-geun will catch it nine times.”
Seokjinman conveyed his opinion without hesitation, and Mugyeol nodded.
“Are you upset?”
“no. It’s true.”
Certainly, it may be difficult for Mugyeol to subdue Han Dae-geun right away.
But Moo Kyul was a player who was growing faster than anyone else in the MMA world.
At this point, what if you are being pushed by Han Dae-geun in terms of skills?
It’s enough to try harder to fill the gap and jump over it.
Mugyeol has a stronger motivation than anyone else and even has a system to help him grow.
His never-ending spirit of improvement only harassed his sparring partner, Seok-jin.
“Ah, everyone rested.”
“what? already?”
“Brother, let’s go one more round.”
“What is Jinsu-hyung doing?”
“Then why did you pretend to come to play? Hurry up and hold another round.”
“Wow, that’s tough, really-.”
Although he grumbled on the outside, Seokjin was also quite happy on the inside.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen juniors united with such a pure spirit of improvement.
Apgujeong officials were only interested in politics to look good to Han Dae-geun, but technical training was a backfire.
On the other hand, this young guy attacks with the same momentum as the first time, even after being overpowered for four rounds.
However, it is not simply because of the desire to win or the desire to win.
The mindset to learn even one more thing through this sparring.
Although he had a young face, his attitude was extremely serious and humble.
‘A wonderful fellow!’
After meeting such a junior, the desire to give even one more to Seokjin naturally welled up.
“Now, this is the Southpaw’s sense of distance! Here, you have to keep in check when the opponent throws his front hand.”
“yes!”
“Don’t unconditionally pursue an opponent who turns his back! Always be aware of the spinning back fist!”
“Yes brother!”
The funny thing is that even in the midst of that, boxing was perfect without anything to point out.
In the first place, he drew attention for his excellent boxing skills and has been knocking out all his opponents with his fists.
‘I thought I was good at it, but this is almost an art’
But when I caught sparring up close, boxing is truly one of a kind.
Seok Jin-man was also quite confident in boxing, but he wasn’t sure if his boxing was better than flawless.
Because it was MMA sparring, only Seokjin was able to lead the sparring with Mugyeol.
But what if it’s a pure boxing match?
Witnessing his fantastic boxing skills right in front of his eyes, it was only Seokjin who had a desire to compete deep in his heart.
I’m not the kind of guy who gets into boxing anywhere.
I want to see a proper match!
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Yes. Good job.”
After the fifth round and plenty of rest.
Seok Jin-man made a proposal to Moo-gyeol.
“Mugyeol, do you have a 16 oz glove here?”
“Uh yes. I have.”
“okay?”
Before he knew it, Seokjin’s face showed serious fighting spirit.
“Would you like to have a fight with us in boxing?”
