< Bullying is too good at martial arts (49) >
“What? Fighting Mugyeol through boxing?”
“uh. to give it a try.”
“Hmm, are you going to follow?”
Im Jin-soo casually expected a flawless victory.
It was only Seokjin who was more eager to compete at the sight of him.
“It’s only me and Seokjin.”
“Yes, Jin-man. What do you need to say?”
Saying that, Im Jin-soo quietly put his palms together toward Seok-jin-man.
“What?”
“Jinman, aren’t you a Buddhist?”
“Then why?”
“My Jin-man said hello in advance to go to a good place.”
“This hyung has been making more gags lately.”
“Feel with your own body whether it is a gag or not.”
When Im Jin-soo came out like that, Seok-jin’s desire to compete grew even more.
Even though it’s not MMA, it’s a boxing match, but he’s so sure of a flawless victory without a doubt.
‘How can you be so good at boxing!’
It was agreed that the match would be held in the octagon as there was no boxing ring for 3 minutes and 4 rounds.
When only Seokjin climbed into the Octagon wearing 16 ounce gloves, Mugyeol was already warming up by stepping on the top of the Octagon.
It was definitely a much better look than when I was doing MMA, as if I had been training boxing for a long time.
At that time, Mugyeol hinted at Seokjinman.
“Aren’t you wearing headgear?”
“What kind of headgear should it be? just do it.”
“Are you okay?”
look at this guy
Mugyeol recommended him to wear a headgear as if he was only considerate of Seokjin.
“It’s okay dude.”
“No regrets?”
“okay. I’ll make it very bloody.”
Let’s see how well you play.
Standing in front of the Octagon, Lim Jin-soo once again put his palms together with Seok Jin-man and rang the gong.
Sometimes-.
The first round of boxing sparring began, and Seok Jin-man slowly approached while maintaining a pitch-curve (a style in which he raises his guard like a turtle and shakes his upper body).
Mugyeol, on the other hand, walked around Seokjinman lightly stepping on it.
Glaring at the flawless over the guard, Seok Jin-man fired a single shot with a back-hand straight like a bamboo spear.
I see you have quite a bit of skill in stretching your fist.
If you approach like a turtle like this, how will you attack?
Boxing gloves are already so big that it’s hard to put a fist through them!
At that moment, Mugyeol moved forward lightly and entered the punch range.
Right hand straight counter at the timing of pulling after flicking the fist in a picurb style.
That was Seokjin’s own tactic.
No punches will be able to pierce the tightly wrapped guard of a 16oz glove!
However, Mugyeol smashed his guard with an alien technique that only Seokjin could not have imagined.
Mugyeol, who caught the distance, suddenly put his right hand on Seokjinman’s guard and forcibly pulled the guard down as if tearing off a crab shell.
‘What is this!?’
Because of that wind, even for a very short time, Seokjinman’s chin was exposed outside the guard.
Mugyeol did not miss the moment and inserted a flashing left hook through them.
Embarrassed, only Seokjin took off the guard with his left hand this time without even having time to organize the guard.
Mugyeol, who tore off the guard as if dismantling the carapace of soy sauce crab, trampled the flesh once more with a precise right hook.
Seokjinman, who allowed two unexpected punches, was taken aback.
A technique that allows you to forcibly tear off the guard and insert your fist between them!
This is a skill only shown by a top-notch technician like Lomachenko among lightweight boxers.
‘What a fucking technology show!’
After allowing two hooks, my vision became dizzy.
If you are swayed by that splendid technique, you will no longer be able to eat or die.
It was only Seok-jin who moved forward quickly while maintaining a peak curve guard and threw a back-hand straight.
However, Mugyeol swayed the punch with cat-like reflexes and evaded it.
Only Seok-jin put in a ‘full counter’ aimed at the lower jaw precisely at the timing to retrieve his fist.
Whoops–!!
A light hitting sound that hits pinpoint accurately.
Even though he didn’t put much strength into his fist, the impact was enough to shake Seokjin’s brain.
It was a technique that could not but be admired even in the midst of fading consciousness. At this point, he seemed to know why Im
Jin-
soo put his palms together.
This guy’s boxing is truly monstrous!
However, Seokjinman also had a man’s pride.
Barely holding her body on the verge of collapsing, she kicked off the canvas barefoot and stretched out her left hand straight.
Possibly the last weapon left to Seokjinman.
Shuwook-.
However, Seokjinman’s vision turned white before the fist could reach him.
The hazy feeling of becoming a feather and swimming above the clouds.
In the midst of that, it seemed that he had seen the halo full of benevolence of a certain Bodhisattva.
‘Wealth Buddha?’
The moment I tried to show those features.
Chow-.
Only Seokjin wakes up on the canvas with the cold touch on his face.
“……!”
“how is it? Isn’t it thrilling?”
“…Did I get hit and stretch?”
“Do you remember the two hooks after taking off the guard?”
“uh.”
“Did you get hit by a straight right hand?”
“That’s vaguely…”
“Then you have a left-handed straight and a right cross counter there.”
“And passed out?”
“okay.”
“…I see.”
“Are you embarrassed?”
Seokjinman shook his head.
“For a moment, I saw Buddha’s toes.”
“Look at that. There’s a reason I joined hands.”
Mugyeol made an expression as if he was sorry for knocking him out, but Seokjin was rather relieved.
It was such a hot punch that even the thoughts in my head flew away.
“No, you’re really good at boxing.”
“Thank you bro.”
“no. i’m more grateful Let us often exchange technology like this. how is it?”
“Good.”
“I’ll spy on you if possible.”
“Oh, that’s a bit.”
“I’m kidding, dude. I’m not interested in anything so mean.”
Moo Gyeol and Seok Jin Man shook hands neatly.
“Guys, today is the end of the workout, right? Let’s go to Pochana together.”
“what? Mugyeol is a minor. Can I have a drink?”
“He won’t drink even if I ask him to drink. He’s a crazy guy who manages his diet even without a match.”
“I really am a bastard.”
“Let’s gossip about RCF after a long time and have fun. how is it?”
“It’s good.”
“Hyungs, Pocha is good, but let’s drink healthy drinks instead of our alcohol. how is it?”
“Wow Jin-soo hyung! Isn’t this bastard really an idiot?”
Moo Gyeol and Im Jin-su while Seok-jin and Man leave the gym and head for the carriage.
An official from the RCF Apgujeong branch saw this combination and hurriedly hid behind a wall.
‘Jinman and older brother… That guy is a car flawless!?’
He quickly took out his phone and called Han Dae-geun.
“Director, I saw something just now.”
* * *
RCF middleweight champion and head of the Apgujeong branch, Han Dae-geun had a cautious personality.
He is by no means a champ with a great personality or clean personal life.
However, his obsession with preparing for the match was nothing short of a championship feeling.
Jang Young-gil believed in Han Dae-geun because of his thorough preparation.
“Daegeun.”
“Yes, Chairman.”
“I think it’s time for you to catch Cha Mu-gyeol.”
“All right.”
“Is that possible?”
“of course.”
Since he had boasted in front of Jang Young-gil, he had to defeat Cha Moo-gyeol at any cost.
In fact, the injury has already healed, but there is still a four-month suspension period left.
During that period, it was Han Dae-geun who decided to sharpen his sword only to kill Cha Moo-gyeol.
‘This time I’m not vigilant!’
There was also an embarrassing past where he suffered a rib injury due to only 1% of carelessness.
That’s why this time, I thought to thoroughly suppress the tea flawless, regardless of means and methods.
Han Dae-geun contacted Cha Moo-gyeol’s Jongno branch and asked about his movements.
“Soohyun. How is Cha Moo Gyeol these days?”
– Is it flawless? He’s not going to the gym these days.
“what? Then where do you work out?”
-That’s… We don’t know either.
“Hmm, I got it.”
I don’t know where it went, but I’m glad I did.
At least as far as Han Dae-geun knows, there is no MMA gym in Seoul with better facilities and training partners than RCF Gym.
Even if you find a decent gym, you won’t be able to train properly without a good sparring partner.
At best, I’ll practice kicking with the kick lover Im Jin-soo.
Then one night, an official from Apgujeong gave him surprising news.
It was reported that Cha Moo Gyeol, Im Jin Soo, and Seok Jin Man were together.
It is said that Seok Jin-man and Cha Moo-gyeol even sparred.
The moment he heard the story, Han Dae-geun felt like his blood was gushing backwards.
No matter how much he walks My Way, Seok Jin-man is a member of the Apgujeong Gymnasium.
In addition, his skills were verified without question.
He’s the one who’s been watching Dae-geun Han the closest, and maybe knows his habits and weaknesses.
‘Could that bastard be…?’
I’ve never thought of him as such a sleepy bastard, but I don’t know.
Above all, I couldn’t forgive the fact that an official belonging to Apgujeong engaged in sparring with Cha Mu-gyeol.
Now that the matchup between Mugyeol Cha and Daegeun Han has been confirmed, isn’t this the same as helping the enemy?
The next day, Han Dae-geun called only Seok-jin to the front before starting the athlete team exercise.
“Only Seokjin. You don’t look good today.”
“No. Never mind.”
“Did you drink alcohol with Im Jin-soo’s tea mugyeol yesterday?”
“!”
“Tell me straight. Where did you go and what did you do yesterday?”
“You might as well have a drink.”
“Did you just drink, you bastard?”
“…….”
“A member of the Apgujeong Athletes Team spar with Cha Mu-gyeol?”
At the word ‘sparring’, all Apgujeong officers’ eyes were focused on Seok Jin-man.
However, Seokjinman also seemed to have no intention of backing down.
“yes. I went and caught him once.”
“what?”
“The match has not been held for a year, and here they are treated as invisible. Isn’t it possible to go sparring once?”
“This dog is really …
” Officials are more interested in politics than fucking shit. In the meantime, I met a cute junior after a long time and came here to play for a while, but it’s really fucking crazy.”
Han Dae-geun took a step closer to Seok Jin-man and stared at him with burning eyes.
“What did you do there?”
“I sparred and drank some damn tasteless detox juice.”
“What kind of information did you hand over to Cha Mu-gyeol, you bastard!”
“information? Puhaha, I don’t think you are.”
“What?”
“Do you think everyone in the world is like you, dude?”
At that moment, Han Dae-geun’s string of rationality was completely severed.
Han Dae-geun, who turned around without a word, climbed into the Octagon wearing a 6-ounce glove for competition.
“Did only Seokjin want to spar like that?”
“What is it all of a sudden?”
“Come up. I will make that wish come true.”
“Did you have to do this to catch me only once?”
Seok Jin-man also put on his gloves and climbed to the top of the Octagon without hesitation.
“Yes, Han Dae-geun. Let’s see the very end today.”
* * *
For a week after that, Seokjinman didn’t show up at the Perfect Gym.
Im Jin-soo, who had been calm, said, ‘Someday I’ll come again,’ and began to worry.
“No, this bastard comes when he doesn’t think he will come, and doesn’t come when he thinks he will.”
“I know.”
“Why are you pushing and pushing with us alone, damn it, damn it.”
And that evening, only Seokjin showed up at the gym of integrity looking quite shabby.
“Oh Chinta friends!”
His face was smiling brightly, but his left leg was in a cast from ankle to knee.
“what? What were you doing that hurt you?”
“Oh this? I had a fight with Han Dae-geun.”
“You said you fought hard?”
“What are we to fight about?”
“That bastard is naturally sparring!”
“I thought so too, damn it. Did he turn the heel hook?”
“what? You used a heel hook in sparring?”
“uh. Isn’t that a complete asshole?”
Seok Jin-man smiled and spoke calmly, but Moo-gyeol and Im Jin-soo’s expression were serious.
Breaking a ligament with a heel hook in sparring is the worst of all bad manners.
“You can’t believe you were caught meeting us…”
“Don’t worry about it, kid. did we do something wrong? That bastard is crazy.”
“…….”
“Good. There’s no match anyway.”
“Jinman is my brother.”
“Do you want to have a sparring match? You apply it even if I use a kerchief.”
Seokjinman pretended to be calm and continued to laugh, but Mugyeol’s anger did not subside.
He was a pretty decent teacher.
However, Han Dae-geun made Seok-jin incapacitated just because he interacted with them.
“I’m so sorry, Mugyeol-ah. I wanted to give it a shot, but that bastard was fucking strong.”
“…Hyung go in and rest.”
“okay. Don’t open your eyes pretty. I am scared to death.”
That day, I couldn’t exercise because of my anger.
Even the next day after waking up, Mugyeol’s anger still didn’t subside.
Han Dae-geun This bastard was a bully with a different feeling from Ibrahim.
Maybe in the summer after 5 months, I will have a title fight with him.
I wanted to get rid of the Handaegeun somehow, but the situation was not good.
“It is not easy to find a sparring partner.”
“…….”
“Of course no one will lend it to the RCF branch, and there are not many heavyweights in small gyms. Most of the guys who have it are guys worse than Choi Seok-doo.”
“Okay, thank you brother.”
“Eh, if only I had a great body… I’m sorry, Mugyeol.”
“I’m sorry.”
The influence of RCF in the Korean MMA world was great.
After the ‘Seokjinman Incident’, RCF seemed to have decided not to have any exchanges with the non-defective side.
It was not easy to find a sparring partner outside the reach of the RCF, as Korea already lacked heavyweight players.
If a sparring partner cannot be supplied, actual training is impossible.
“Competition preparation protocol” can be executed only six weeks before the match.
Except for those six weeks, it means that you have to train alone.
“It’s embarrassing.”
Moo Gyeol and Im Jin-soo were breathing a long sigh at the same time when they heard someone entering the gym.
“Flawless-. Is there any integrity?”
It was Yoon Min-ah’s voice that I hadn’t heard in quite a while.
“Yoon Min-ah?”
“Oh car flawless. Are you more handsome?”
“How did you know this place?”
“I asked my father.”
“How else would my dad know…”
“Hehe, everything comes out when you search the desk in the teacher’s room.”
“what?”
Mugyeol had a puzzled look on his face, but Yoon Mina looked quite impatient.
“Hey, that doesn’t matter now. It means that some foreigner called me and came.”
“foreigner?”
“Yeah, you know that tight-knit man who made a video call at a tteokbokki restaurant before. The old man called me and looked for you.”
If you’re talking about a tteokbokki restaurant, you’re definitely referring to Dave White.
“me?”
“okay. What did you mean by saying “Mukyun”?”
“Why did that person
tell you…”
“aha.”
“Anyway, I’m calling you again? What did you do? Does this mean calling again?”
Just then, Mina Yoon’s phone rang.
“Oh, come, come! Hey, take it.”
Mugyeol cautiously answered the phone.
“Hello?”
– Innocent?
“yes. That’s right.”
-Holy Crap! Innocent is right! It was frustrating because the girl couldn’t speak English so well!
The identity of the man over the phone was WFC boss Dave White.
“…What did you contact me about?”
– Um, I don’t really have any intentions.
“yes?”
– Should I say that I wanted to get to know you a little? Haha am I too fresh?
“okay.”
-It’s my way to build friendships before working together. Besides…
“Besides?”
-My I like you a lot.
Dave White, the boss of the WFC and a net worth of more than $1 billion, was as shy as a girl in unrequited love in front of Innocent.
– How are you these days? I had a good look before Ibrahim. That was an awesome finish!
“thank you.”
-I know that? My wife already knows your name. Soon our daughters will find out?
“okay. Good for you.”
what is it Did you really contact me because you wanted to discuss things like this?
– I don’t know if it’s okay to say that.
“yes. Please speak.”
-I really want to take you out of our organization someday. sincerely.
“You said that on social media four times.”
-Shit! Did you follow my social media too? I’m ashamed of this.
“thank you. But I won’t go to WFC right away.”
– Oh yes. are you okay. There must be a picture you are drawing.
“yes. First of all, we will win the title at RCF. You have to have that kind of career to get into the WFC.”
-That’s not true. But I don’t really need that…
“No. I’ll wear a belt even if it’s not required. After all, that will prove my skills and increase my ransom.”
At the words of no-gyeol, Dave White even clapped and liked it.
– Oh, right. You’re right! Haha, you also have a cool corner. To get a belt to prove yourself. I like that old school mindset.
“Thank you for a good look.”
-That might be a burden, but I mean.
Dave White spoke in a more cautious tone.
-As I said already, I am your fan and I really want to work with you someday.
“So do i.”
-And this is like bragging, but I’m a pretty powerful person in this industry.
“yes. I know.”
-So if there’s anything I can help with, feel free to tell me anytime. Because I’m happy to help you with anything that helps you develop!
Any help please let me know
Dave White, the biggest tycoon in the business?
At that moment, her innocent eyes sparkled.
“Mr. White, could I get some of that help right now?”
-what? Of course! As much as you like!
