Bullying is too good at martial arts (111)
Backstage at LA Coliseum Arena WFC 384.
In the midst of countless relay cameras, Mukyu and D’Angelo were preparing to enter.
“Let’s do our best. This and that happened, but I have no ill feelings toward you.”
D’Angelo greeted Mugyeol in a refreshing manner, but Mugyeol did not respond.
“Ugh tsk tsk-.”
His attitude was so cold that even the cameramen clicked their tongues, but it was natural for Mugyeol.
Kang Hye-min’s transcript revealed Anthony D’Angelo’s bare face without filtering.
Kang Hye-min handed over the transcript to Mu-gyeol.
…Don’t worry, Dad. I intend to slaughter that mongrel without making a mistake…
…as you may have seen, the bastard has crossed the line…
…and I will follow the instructions. I will publicize the superiority of our nation…
…I will make the Octagon floor flood with the low blood of that mongrel…
In the phone call recorded in the transcript, there were explicit racist remarks.
The premonition of innocence was exactly right.
Anthony D’Angelo was a far worse racist than you might think.
But at the same time, it was fortunate.
No matter how sporty it is, turning a guy with no enemies into a clot of blood is not comfortable.
However, it seemed that this guy could be smashed without any guilt.
Finally, the introduction music rang out and the two players left the backstage and headed for the Octagon.
[Appears with magnificent lighting. Cha Moo Gyeol and Anthony D’Angelo!! The 30,000 spectators gathered at the Colosseum Arena cheered in unison!!]
[Both players look good!! Cha Mu-gyeol, an excellent striker, D’Angelo, an all-rounder with good skills!! Whichever side wins, a hot match is expected!!]
Even the moment he reached the octagon, D’Angelo waved to the audience with a pretentious smile.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-.
The female audience cheered in high pitched voices and went wild.
Yes, enjoy it to the fullest now.
Mugyeol stepped out into the center of the octagon with his right hand clenched tightly.
“Five rounds of five minutes. Low blow headbutt Ipork cage hold (gripping behind bars) four points knee kick soccer kick stamping All fouls. you know?”
Absoluteness and D’Angelo nodded and went back to their respective corners.
Beep-.
The moment the buzzer sounded, Mugyeol did not miss the change in D’Angelo’s eyes.
The pretense I showed so far has disappeared without a trace.
Contemptuous eyes, as if looking at livestock or slaves, stared at the integrity.
[D’Angelo’s eyes change as soon as he enters the game!! His expression shows that he’s focused!!]
[D’Angelo slowly shakes his head and approaches Mugyeol Cha!! Who will be the opening hit!!]
Suug-.
D’Angelo calmly closed the distance with diligent head movements.
If you shake your head like that, it’s not easy to hit it with your fist.
Even at a glance, it is a smooth and refined movement that is quite disciplined.
A neat posture that gives you an idea of how much training you have done at once.
That’s why I got even more angry.
Has a man of this much talent been trained merely to prove racial superiority or something?
Before D’Angelo could close the distance, his flawless body exploded forward.
Parbabat-.
A lightning-like low kick followed by a light step forward – a straight link with the back hand.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!!
After being hit by a low kick, D’Angelo’s knee snapped, but he avoided the following straight line with a quick head move.
“Huh-.”
It was D’Angelo who did not lose and put his back hand into his side with a double jab with his front hand.
Paang Paang-.
Both jabs bounced off flawless parrying, and a body shot hit a solid guard.
“!”
Afterwards, a heavy middle kick with no determination.
uh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
“Khaaa…!”
With a single middle kick, D’Angelo’s body was pushed all the way back.
Mugyeol did not stop and spurred on the advancement.
Peo oop woo woo woo woo woo bu boo-.
A shower of punch punch punches hitting the guard lightly.
D’Angelo, who barely defended with monkey guard, extended a low kick.
jjoong-.
“!?”
The low kick was caught in a flawless kick check, and rather, D’Angelo suffered damage.
“Keugh-!”
The moment D’Angelo’s expression crumpled, the flawless, merciless back hand flew towards his face.
Whieik-.
However, D’Angelo diligently throws his fists, avoiding punches by ducking.
Pahang pahang pahang-.
Although most of the fists bounced off with flawless skillful parrying.
Shuwook-!
One of them pierced the paring and flew towards the innocent face.
A sharp straight punch with a reach of 202 cm.
“!”
However, as if Mugyeol predicted this, he lightly evaded it with a sway back and scored a full counter with exquisite timing.
No matter how good D’Angelo’s head movement was, there was no way to avoid this light-speed hand speed.
Wow-.
Finally, a neat jeonghwa hit D’Angelo’s chin.
As soon as the fist is released, the whole body turns with the rotational force and spins back kick!
uh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
A sharp back kick hit D’Angelo’s stomach.
“Kheuheo-!”
D’Angelo’s huge body, which had regained to 95 kg, flew towards the cage.
Papababat-.
Mugyeol dashed towards him quickly, not even giving him a chance to breathe.
[What the hell…!]
[The attacks never stop-!] A
fast-paced battle embroidered the top of the octagon, leaving the audience as well as the commentators breathless.
The undisputed choice of a full-on dash was Roy Jones Jr.’s signature super-fast left hand check hook.
However, D’Angelo’s counterattack was also formidable.
D’Angelo also quickly extended his jab against the flawless front hand hook timing.
woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-!!
The fists of the two fighters struck both faces, creating a strange hitting sound.
Tuduk-.
At the same time, two mouthpieces rolled across the octagon.
“…!”
This time, D’Angelo grabbed the clinch without even a chance for the referee to intervene.
Peo oop pe ow ow-.
However, even at close range, powerful short-bodied hits.
A gasp escaped from D’Angelo’s mouth.
It was D’Angelo who fought the clinch harder to avoid falling down.
Just as the mouthpiece was missing, Mugyeol opened his mouth.
“How about it? It’s not easy to kill hybrids, right?”
“!”
“This dog is a hypocrite.”
D’Angelo giggled, revealing bloodstained teeth, as the low, flawless voice resounded in his ears.
Only then did he take off the mask of pretense, with a light expression.
“Yes, poor catch.”
“…”
“I will sprinkle the dirty blood of your father on this floor.”
“…” “And
laid
you on it …”
However, before D’Angelo could finish his sentence, a devastating clinch knee kick hit D’Angelo’s stomach.
“Keuheugh–!!”
The enormous shock that landed on the pit of the stomach passed down his throat, and a retching-like scream leaked out.
The unstoppable short elbow bombing that followed.
oh oh oh oh oh-.
A fainting KO would have been possible if D’Angelo hadn’t managed to turn his head to reduce the damage.
Mugyeol tried to continue the blow, but at that moment, the referee blocked him.
“Stop! stop! Mouthpiece!”
“…”
Both players dropped their mouthpieces, so the referee arbitrarily stopped the match.
Until that moment, the audience who had been watching the game, unable to breathe, burst into cheers all at once.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
[Uh uh that’s amazing!! It’s a crazy speed workshop!! Cha Ungyeol and Anthony D’Angelo collide like crazy from the first round!!]
[As for striking skills, Cha Ungyeol is one step ahead, but D’Angelo is also tenaciously resisting!! Mysterious fighting spirit!! I didn’t even have time to comment!!]
[It sucks because the mouthpiece is missing, otherwise I would have been unable to breathe for 5 minutes!!]
[They’re trying to make the whole of LA into divers!!]
Frenzy While the cheers of ” covered the stadium, Mugyeol calmly chose his breath.
There are 3 minutes and 30 seconds left in the first round.
At middleweight, the fuel tank was small, but that’s enough time to crush D’Angelo.
D’Angelo spat out something in his mouth as if he was uncomfortable before biting into the mouthpiece.
A blunt-shaped molar tooth fell to the canvas floor.
He must have pulled out his molars, which had been shaken by the elbow shot.
D’Angelo’s eyes shone brightly as he clenched his mouthpiece.
It was not as blatant as the Mahmudov brothers, but there was a clear madness in its eyes.
Mugyeol recalled what he said in the clinch situation.
Did you say that you would stain the Octagon floor with your father’s dirty blood?
During the tour in Seoul, it was a no-brainer that reminded me of dinner with my father.
“Filthy father’s blood?”
… I think there’s one more reason to kill this dog.
* * *
“No problem. I can fight.”
“Are you really going to be okay?”
D’Angelo nodded instead of answering and glared at the innocence.
It’s not as easy as I thought, but it’s not like there’s no chance.
My chin and stomach throb when I hit him.
Among the middleweight, light heavyweight and heavyweight partners I’ve met in sparring, I’ve never seen a guy hit this hard.
Even if only one hit was right, it would probably be Groggy.
However, the pain made D’Angelo even more excited.
Since when did he start to enjoy pain?
Every time a fist hit his face or a knee pierced his stomach, he would be overcome with strange pleasure.
At the same time, nerve cells throughout the body became more sensitive, and agility also increased.
Is this just a perverted taste?
no it’s a talent
A talent bestowed on me by God to punish the filthy mongrel!
[Ja Yang looks like he’s ready to play again!! We’re waiting for D’Angelo, the car perfect player who finished the preparations first!!]
[So far, the super-fast batting battle has unfolded, but what kind of situation will unfold from now on!! Now, D’Angelo is ready for the game!!]
Beep-.
The game resumed with an electronic sound.
As soon as the sound rang, Mugyeol instantly closed the distance and raised a fist.
PABABABABABANG -.
Quick jab, but each one was as sharp and heavy as a bamboo spear.
A heavy hitting feeling transmitted over the guard.
The sore nose and throbbing pain in his temples made D’Angelo even more excited.
After plunging through a flood of jabs and grabbing the clinch, D’Angelo murmured in his ear unapologetically.
“Strike more, you mongrel bastard.”
“…”
“Pain only makes me stronger.”
Saying that, D’Angelo aimed for a flawless face with a clinch elbow.
Aaah-.
The elbow grazed his eyebrows and made a small cut, but D’Angelo didn’t stop.
Then, a double jab while widening the gap between the low kicks.
The pain really made his movements quicker.
This is why Anthony D’Angelo is a ‘slow starter’.
On the other hand, after the game resumed, Mugyeol did not take a clear movement.
‘Is the fuel tank running out?’
In fact, I raised the pace like that in the beginning.
[Well, after the game resumes, D’Angelo is looking for his pace!! A good elbow went in!!]
[A small cut occurs!! There isn’t much bleeding, but if it gets bigger, it could cause problems!!]
D’Angelo shook his head cheerfully and moved toward perfection.
Now this is my face.
How will you attack?
It looks like he’s running out of strength, so let’s do some damage with Ground & Pounding.
Or you could rip some more over that eyebrow and make it bleed.
Okay, cutting first…
“!?”
At that moment, the silent feet moved like lightning and closed the distance.
Crazy dash speed with a higher gear than the beginning.
“What what…!?”
The gap quickly closed, but D’Angelo couldn’t even raise his guard.
Dig-.
He quickly lowered his guard on the motion of a left body shot, but faked the first punch.
The real thing was a right-footed high kick that flew behind him.
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!
[It explodes aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Cha Moo-gyeol’s high kick!! It stretched out amazingly!! I barely put the cover up to block it, but the damage looks serious!! D’Angelo is staggering!!]
[The distorted expression makes you realize the power of the kick!! Cha Moo-gyeol is a really brutal blow!!]
Pugagak-.
“…!”
A single high kick fractured the thumb of his left hand.
It was a pain that made the hairs on his body stand on end, but D’Angelo was willing to accept the pain.
‘Pain makes me stronger…’
uh uh uh uh–!!
However, when he hit the guard again, an overhand punch nearly leaked out.
“This bastard…!”
While D’Angelo’s expression was distorted, Mugyeol stepped up the gear one more step lightly.
‘You mean you can go faster here!?’
While D’Angelo was flustered, Moo Kyul took the punch distance again before he knew it.
“What is the pain and what is it?”
“…!”
Another overhand punch over the fractured thumb.
“Ahhh…!”
This time, even D’Angelo couldn’t hold back his screams.
Unstoppable rushed toward him without hesitation.
A horn that made the pain stronger.
I can say that because I’ve never been hit really painfully.
Let’s die today, you scumbag.
[Tea Perfection Tea Perfection Enters!! With 2 minutes and 30 seconds left in round 1, Mu-gyeol Cha is gearing up again!!]
[D’Angelo turns his back on the cage!! It seems that there is a problem with the back of the hand!! Anthony D’Angelo vs Finch–!!]
