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[Opening the first ‘Legendary Gym’!]
[Director: Artur Marcelo]
Mugyeol held the opening ceremony of the first ‘Legendary Gym’ without hesitation.
When I pressed the ‘Enter’ button, my consciousness was sucked into somewhere at once.
The feeling you get each time you run a challenge mission or match readiness protocol.
However, the final stop was in front of a Jiu-Jitsu dojo with a quiet and atmospheric atmosphere that I had never seen before.
A wooden building with a strange mix of oriental and western architectural styles.
Inside, in the middle of the neatly arranged jiu-jitsu studio, Artur Marcelo was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
…It’s like coming to a boss battle map in some fighting game.
Of course, this isn’t a fighting game, it’s a training ground.
When I went inside, Master Artur opened his eyes and greeted me.
“Welcome.”
As if he had been waiting for perfection for a long time, he took off his gi and prepared for the nogi (jiu-jitsu rule of not wearing a gi) jiu-jitsu sparring.
“Have your skills improved?”
“I’m still lacking, but I’m here to learn.”
“Okay, come in with all your might!”
From that day on, Mugyeol began to spend at least an hour a day at Artur’s ‘Legendary Gym’.
One hour in real life becomes five hours in Artur’s dojo.
The sparring with Artur was brutal.
However, as the days of training piled up, her Jiu-Jitsu skill naturally improved.
In a way, it was natural to receive five hours of lessons a day directly from the greatest master in existence.
Although he had already won two belts, his life was far from idle.
His end goal wasn’t something like the RCF three-weight championship.
To rise to the top in the WFC, where the world’s best players gather.
That was his ultimate goal, so he couldn’t be lazy.
At night, he practiced Jiu-Jitsu with Artur, and during the day, he focused on weight-training.
The ‘minimum weight’ for heavyweight is 102kg.
However, currently, Mugyeol’s usual height and weight are 193cm/96kg.
Considering that heavyweight players usually compete with a weight of about 110 kg, you should have a physique of at least 105 kg so that you will not be pushed back in a power struggle.
If I don’t exceed 102kg, I won’t be able to have a heavyweight fight at all.
Eat, exercise, train, eat, exercise, train.
The solid time has accumulated for a month.
The RCF side also slowly began to take steps to prepare for the next game.
‘Will Cha Mu-gyeol really make it to the heavyweight title fight?’
The public still doubted the ‘domination of three weight classes’, but the integrity was not shaken.
What Jang Young-gil wants is for Mugyeol to be defeated and become RCF’s dog forever.
I knew that in order to create such a situation, I would have to pull out my best card, the champion.
The heavyweight champion card most suitable for the title of ‘1 in 6 billion’, the king of all weight classes!
* * *
One month after the light heavyweight title fight.
The PPV settlement money sold in the meantime was deposited into the account of the flawless.
The money deposited this time was the PPV dividend from Han Dae-geun, Inoue, and Ji Kang-joo.
Daegeun Han 105,000 copies, Inoue 90,000 copies, Ji Kangju 112,000 copies sold, so the total number of PPV sales exceeds 300,000.
Of course, the broadcasting company and the main company took the dividend, but the money returned to Mugyeol was close to 1.5 billion won.
“One hundred and fifty million!? flawless! You can buy an apartment now!”
“Sure.”
He was always calm and innocent in front of money, but he was quite proud when he saw the 10-digit balance in his bank account.
In his last life, making a ten-digit balance was one of his goals.
“What are you going to do with this? Oh my God, I’m happy just imagining what I will do with 1.5 billion!”
“Well, I’m thinking of expanding the gym a bit.”
“what? Are you really thinking of just having a fight?”
While chatting for a while about how to use the money.
The door to the gym opened and a man in a suit that didn’t suit the space entered.
It was Woo Hyeon-cheol, the confidant of Chairman Jang Young-gil.
“Chairman Cha Moo-gyeol wants to see you.”
“…when?”
“I’m here to pick you up now.”
“I have to say something that makes sense. If you want to call someone, make an appointment…”
Im Jin-soo burst into anger, but Mu-gyeol shook his head.
“No bro. are you okay.”
“what? Are you going now?”
“Who is going now?”
Mugyeol smiled lightly at Im Jin-soo and looked at Woo Hyeon-cheol.
“But I just started exercising.”
“…”
“Wait a minute. It will be over soon.”
“…All right. I’ll wait.”
With Woo Hyun-chul standing still, Moo-gyeol calmly started training.
Whoops–!! Founding-!!
The usual three-hour workout routine.
Im Jin-soo continued to glance at Woo Hyeon-cheol as if he was concerned about him, but Moo-gyeol did not even look at him.
“…”
Woo Hyeon-cheol also silently waited for the Innocent Movement to end.
“Cheer up-! Good job!”
“That’s right. Good job, flawless.”
Finally, Moogyeol, who was covered in sweat, finished his warm-up and looked at Woo Hyeon-cheol.
“It is over now. Are you going?”
“yes.”
Mugyeol climbed into Jang Young-gil’s luxury sedan in the same clothes he had immediately after the workout.
“What did you call me for today?”
“…that I don’t know.”
Woo Hyeon-chul said he didn’t know, but Mu-gyeol seemed to know somehow.
At this point, it is obvious that Jang Young-gil sang Moo-gyeol first.
Five of the seven games have already passed, so now Jang Young-gil’s point of view will also burn.
You always thought you were A, but now A and B were slowly changing their positions.
Han Dae-geun Ji Kang-ju must have been the strongest card that Jang Young-gil had.
Now that all of the cards had been torn apart, Jang Young-gil couldn’t be at ease.
The black sedan that climbed the foot of the mountain in Gugi-dong entered the parking lot of Jangyeong-gil.
Mugyeol got out of the car and strode towards Jang Young-gil’s room.
When I opened the door, Jang Young-gil was sitting in his seat, sipping tea.
“Welcome.”
“…”
“Chief Woo, can you prepare refreshments again? The tea is all cold.”
Chief Woo nodded, but Mugyeol asked back.
“What car is it? Do it with alcohol.”
“Is that okay?”
“yes. I am no longer underage.”
A simple drink came soon after.
Moo-gyeol emptied the liquor Jang Young-gil poured into him and set the glass down.
“What are you doing today?”
“Did you receive the settlement money well?”
“…yes.”
“Good. I can buy a house now It is a world where it is difficult to own a house, but wouldn’t that amount of money still be enough?”
“yes. What would it be?”
“I don’t know what you think, but 1.5 billion is by no means a small amount.”
“…Did you call me to show condescension?”
“No way.”
Saying that, Jang Young-gil looked at the picture frames on one side of the wall.
Inside the frame were photos of champions from the first year of the RCF to the present.
“It’s a good thing. That fighters risking their lives take the money they deserve. It sounds like my pride, but I worked hard to create an environment like this.”
“…”
“Thanks to that, the champions are now able to make money. But among them, there is no fighter who has earned more than 2 billion won in 2 years.”
“…It’s right to be condescending.”
“Hehe, I’m just talking about reality.”
Saying that, Jang Young-gil had already drank his third glass.
“When I was young, I felt like I could take on any challenge.”
“…”
“Why don’t you know. I was a fighter too. I felt like I could conquer the world with these two fists. I actually had a pretty good career.”
“…”
“But sometimes I regret it. If my spirit of challenge had been weaker, I wouldn’t have to be indebted to such a thing now.”
Saying that, Jang Yeong-gil pointed to the blackwood cane in the corner of the room.
“Pure look at me.”
“…”
Jang Young-gil gradually revealed his desire more and more openly.
After emptying his fourth glass, he looked at Mugyeol with an almost pleading gaze.
“RCF can give you anything you want.”
“…”
“You already have two belts. Where is that? You already have a bank account balance of 10 digits at the age of 20. I bet no other fighter in this country has made as much money as you.”
“…”
“Why do you only think of challenges? Can’t hear people’s voices? The voices of fans cheering for RCF champion Cha Mu-gyeol. I get goosebumps every time I sit on the pitch.”
“…”
“Let Integrity stay at RCF. I want to make you the best franchise star who is stronger and more popular than Han Dae-geun or Ji Kang-joo.”
“…”
“You say you don’t want to leave it as a snake’s head? Then shouldn’t you turn that snake into a dragon?”
Looking at Jang Young-gil’s face, which seemed to be pleading, Moo-gyeol felt a kind of pleasure.
I have been drawing this picture since the moment I signed the contract.
To make Jang Young-gil into the position of Eul someday.
Entering the RCF and making the RCF an organization that ‘cannot be done without a car’!
The proof is that Jang Young-gil is now gripping the crotch of his pants.
There are only two games left on the contract.
Finally, Jang Young-gil began to collapse.
“President.”
“…talk.”
“I always feel it, but my tongue is sore.”
“!”
“Where is the spirit of throwing knives in the palm of your hand to eat for your family from now on? I am very disappointed.”
“…Don’t do this.”
“Try to pamper Gao as you did back then.”
However, Jang Young-gil was unable to say anything like a mute who had eaten honey.
“President. Let’s stick to our contract. It’s a business.”
“!”
“The contract between A and B is seven games in total. If B loses even one of those games, everything in the contract can be modified as A wants.”
“That’s…”
“You didn’t know it would turn out like this then, did you?”
“…”
“But what can I do? This is how things turned out.”
Saying that, Mugyeol moved closer to Jang Young-gil.
“But, President, don’t be too discouraged. did i tell you The game isn’t over yet.”
“!”
“Could Cha Mu-gyeol eat up to the heavyweight division?”
“…”
“So please prepare the strongest champion in the heavyweight division. Because that is the way the president lives.”
“Then the contract…”
“There is no modification. There is no renewal of the contract.”
“!”
“If you want to fix the contract, bring someone who can beat me.”
After speaking, Mugyeol jumped up from his seat.
In the rush, Jang Young-gil stood up without realizing it, and Moo-gyeol laughed.
“Why would you even send me off?”
“…!”
Without hesitation, Mugyeol left Jang Young-gil’s mansion and headed for the gym.
Jang Young-gil, left alone, was filled with anger and threw a glass, but nothing changed.
Clink-!
“Damn it!”
Cha Moo Gyeol and Jang Young Gil.
Their relationship was gradually changing.
* * *
The very next day, Mugyeol went to the gym and started exercising as if nothing had happened.
“What did Jang Young-gil say? Got a heavyweight schedule? Or do you want to renew the contract?”
“I don’t know. He was talking nonsense again, so I told him to fuck up and get ready for the game.”
“Did you tell me to fuck Joe?”
“huh. I don’t know if that old man is a jerk or not.”
“Puhaha, maybe you’re the only RCF champion who can act like that to that old man?”
“What are you going to do? If you want to cut it, tell them to cut it.”
While I was casually hitting the punching bag, a customer opened the gym again this time.
“anybody home-?”
However, it was not a man wearing a black suit like yesterday.
A customer dressed in casual sportswear, but with a radiant beauty.
Im Jin-soo unknowingly spat out a low exclamation and covered his mouth, but Mu-gyeol greeted her happily as if he knew she was coming.
“hello.”
“Cha Mu-gyeol. It’s been a while, right?”
“Yes, reporter.”
Mugyeol knew her identity.
Moo-gyeol must have a personal connection to destroy RCF.
‘Anti-RCF’ faction reporter Kang Hye-min visited the gym of no-gyeol.
“You are welcome. I had a lot of things I wanted to say.”
