< Bullying is too good at martial arts (65) >
The sense of integrity was still alive.
It was never a shallow choke.
Artur’s thoroughly trained legs were pressuring the flawless carotid artery with terrifying momentum.
Every time I closed and opened my eyes, my vision was blurred.
It was difficult to even breathe because of the airway pressure.
Even so, Mugyeol did not let go of his consciousness.
He gritted his teeth and fought Blackout.
It can’t end like this here.
It was pointless to dismantle the choke grip with my hands, so I grabbed my thigh and twisted it.
I would do anything to regain consciousness even a little bit.
It wasn’t a belt match, and it wasn’t personal feelings.
However, Mugyeol wanted to compete with him even for a second.
Aspirations and fighting spirit toward something strong!
That is the primal motive that moves Mugyeol and the real reason he chose MMA.
And Artur Marcelo, who is now clutching his neck, is a man who deserves the title of the strongest in mankind, at least when it comes to Jiu-Jitsu.
How could it not boil over!
Moogyeol, who gave a perfect triangle grip, began to move little by little.
Little by little, but clearly, his knees were moving forward.
“!”
The one who was most surprised by the movement was Artur himself.
Have you ever cast such a powerful triangle choke lately?
It is normal to lose consciousness a long time ago.
But, what kind of guy is he?
Far from fainting, he is preparing for a counterattack by pushing his knees forward!
Was the carotid artery made of PVC?
At any rate, he would have released the choke.
However, at that moment, Arthur also completely forgot that this situation was an exhibition game and focused only on the game.
It wasn’t just the two of them on the mat who were immersed.
Even the referees, the broadcasters, and the onlookers surrounding them.
Since it was an exhibition game, it was enough to declare sanctions, but no one could move recklessly.
Grandmaster Artur Marcelo It’s hard to see him focusing so much on a game.
Kwaaaak-.
Artur tightened the figure for lock a little tighter and pulled her hair tighter.
It wasn’t strange when the blackout came, but Mugyeol was still moving.
The referee was also watching the situation with sweat on his hands.
I was going to stop the game immediately if there was any sign of fainting.
wiggle-.
The flawless body was still showing its will to play.
‘How the hell are you still moving? Is the grip shallower than expected?’
The moment the referee moved to check the depth of the grip.
“!?”
Finally, Mugyeol moved greatly.
“Ohhhh-!?”
The master’s triangle choke never came off as it was famous for.
However, Mugyeol slowly stood up from his seat, lifting the whole Artur who was choking.
“Fuck the fuck… what is that!?”
“Is that human?”
The power of the truly mysterious cervical spine and neck muscles and core muscles.
At the moment when his whole body was finally lifted, even Arthur Marcelo could not hide his bewilderment.
How the hell did he come to be?
At the beginning of the match, I thought he was just an interesting guy, but now it’s a little different.
Insane physical ability to not lose consciousness even when caught in a perfect triangle choke.
The tenacity to lift him up at the end after moving around.
It’s a game that doesn’t even cost anything.
This is pure obsession with winning.
To encounter such a pure desire to win in a competition like this!
However, despite having such a strong fighting spirit, Mugyeol did not slam Artur to the mat.
If I were to slam, I was in a situation where I could throw it away as much as I wanted from a few seconds in advance.
However, in Jiu-Jitsu competitions, slam is a foul.
‘This boy wants to beat me in the realm of jiu-jitsu!’
It was Artur, who even respected him for his flawless appearance.
However, it is impossible to do more roughly.
Artur squeezed out his last strength and put strength into his leg grip.
Kwaaaak-.
However, in the eyes of the referee, Artur was in a very dangerous condition.
‘It would be a waste if I get slammed like that!’
The moment the referee ran to stop the two of them.
“!”
Artur himself first let go of the choke grip and came down to the floor.
At the same time, a buzzer rang signaling the end of the game.
Artur took a deep breath and shouted to the referee.
“Quickly look at the condition of Cha Moo-gyeol.”
“yes? Ah yes.”
Recognizing the nuance, the referee approached Mugyeol and examined him.
“The car flawless player…?”
The referee immediately checked the condition and called the medical staff in amazement.
“I passed out while standing!”
* * *
Moogyeol came to his senses immediately after the medical staff’s simple treatment.
“Do you know where Cha Mu-gyeol is?”
“The venue for the 4th Scorpion Championship Tournament.”
“So today’s date is…”
“The day I lost to Artur Marcelo. Right?”
“Fortunately, everything seems to be fine.”
“yes. I’m fine. It’s because the side sold a little too much.”
A fainting KO in a triangle.
I wanted to try something, but the level difference between Artur and Mugyeol’s Jiu-Jitsu level was really far.
But strangely, it felt refreshing.
I did my best to do my best, and I was defeated.
I also knew that there was still a lot to go up.
Along with the fighting spirit, the spirit of improvement was one of the biggest motives that moved Mugyeol.
‘From now on, I’m going to work hard on jiu-jitsu’,
and he was firming his resolve, but Artur Marcelo came up to him before he knew it.
“It was a good match.”
Artur knelt in front of him, bowed his head, and handed him a respectful seat.
Mugyeol also hurriedly got up and bowed to him.
“Instructor Artur bows to the white belt?”
“I’m sorry for that guy.”
The onlookers looked surprised, but Arthur didn’t seem to care.
“are you okay?”
“yes. It’s fine now.”
“Thanks to you, I played a hot game. I’m a little sorry that I took it too seriously.”
“no. I was hoping for that.”
“I’m glad.”
Artur laughed lightly and asked Mugyeol a question.
“From what I’ve heard, you’re an MMA fighter.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Why didn’t you slam when you lifted me earlier? It must have been common in MMA.”
“Because it is against the rules.”
“Did you have time to think about it under that circumstance?”
“I wanted to beat Artur Marcelo in Jiu-Jitsu.”
“Khaha, you’re a fun friend after all!”
Saying that, Marcelo shook hands with Innocent with a pleasant face.
“Come visit Brazil someday. We invite you to our gym.”
“Are you talking about MBJJ?”
“okay. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to become a priest.”
“!”
Mugyeol knew the weight of those words.
Among the Brazilian Grand Masters, Artur Marcelo was famous for not increasing the number of students.
“yes. I will definitely see you someday.”
“good. I’m looking forward to it too.”
By the time the two of them were talking for a while.
A handsome Brazilian young man appeared and spoke to Mugyeol in English.
“It would be better not to say that you will become a disciple.”
“hmm?”
“This man training is almost hell.”
As soon as the young man appeared, Artur began exchanging Portuguese with him with a face that lost its dignity.
“Você não pode dizer isso! Este cara pode ser scardd!”
(What should I do if I say that! It scares me!)
“Eu não menti para você!”
(I’m not lying!)
Artur, who had been arguing with him for a long time, laughed hard at the integrity while wiping away sweat.
“This guy is my son. My name is Lucas. I am doing MMA.”
“Lucas Marcelo…?”
It’s a name I’ve never heard of.
He is receiving a love call from the WFC after winning 5 consecutive KOs in Brazil’s top MMA organization, FFC.
In the world of jiu-jitsu, I heard that he is a genius that appears only once in 100 years.
“Perhaps I will meet you.”
“…I guess so.”
“This guy is lazy by nature, so I don’t know how far he can go.”
“Hey uncle. Do I understand all English?”
“Lucas, won’t you go away?”
“Eu não vou! Meu pai disse-me que seria em breve!”
“Você é tão má!”
“…!!…”
“…!!…!!…”
The angry Portuguese continued for a long time before the two finally subsided.
It wasn’t until Lucas was gone that Artur found a peaceful smile again.
“Huh, I’m sorry. As you can see, my son still lacks a lot.”
“no. it’s okay.”
“Anyway, please come to Brazil. There are many things I want to teach you.”
Saying that, Artur held the hand of the innocence tightly.
Moo Gyeol once again felt a great power as he held his hand.
He was an ordinary father when fighting with his son, but Arthur is an out-of-the-box when it comes to Jiu-Jitsu.
Maybe the biggest income of this tournament is not 3000 points, but a kite with Artur.
Mugyeol got up from his hospital bed and went to pack his things with Artur.
As if the heat of the special match had not cooled down yet, most of the onlookers were gathering and talking at the venue.
As soon as Mugyeol appeared, everyone looked at Mugyeol and whispered.
“Didn’t that bastard get up to slam at the end?”
“well. don’t know that But it wasn’t good manners.”
“If you think you’re going to lose, you have to hit the tab quickly.
“I haven’t learned the basic manners of jiu-jitsu because I’m still a white belt.”
“Probably Master Artur took care of it and caught it.”
Artur asked Mugyeol a question to see if he had read the mood of the people.
“What are the authors saying now?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“No, didn’t we just have a relationship between the priest and the priest?”
“…”
“There should always be no lies between priests and priests.”
In Artur’s sanctification, Innocent conveyed their words.
As he listened to the story, Artur’s expression seemed to change for a moment.
When Mugyeol concluded his words, Artur gave Moogyeol a friendly pat on the shoulder and then took the interpreter up to the podium.
As he stepped onto the podium, the onlookers who remained in the venue all stared at him.
“Today was a really meaningful event. As an instructor, I came here to teach skills, but rather, I am gaining too much.”
“….”
“The absolute fighting spirit of Mu-gyeol Cha, the winner of the absolute weight class, reminded me of something amazing. From some point on, all the jiu-jitsu who deal with me humble themselves and do combos (fist bumps before the start of the match). Sometimes you get so much respect that it feels unnecessary. There were many times when I also participated in the game with the mindset of sharing skills rather than competing.”
“…”
“However, integrity was different. He really wanted to win me over. The color of the belt doesn’t matter. Even though he wore a white belt, he was more serious than any black belt when he entered the game.”
One by one, those who had ridiculed the flawlessness at Artur’s tip lowered their heads.
“Of course, at the dojo, we teach ‘it’s not polite to not tap.’ That’s not wrong. Jiu-Jitsu has gone beyond fighting and has become a way for many people to train their mind and body. So it is important to be courteous and respectful.”
“….”
“But is that what Jiu-Jitsu is all about?”
“….”
“Are we practicing this martial art just to be polite and respectful to our opponents?”
No one could answer Artur’s question and just hesitated.
“As you all know, there is no weight limit in the Absolute weight division. Absolute is a weight class created with the pride that our jiu-jitsu can easily overcome opponents of any size. From the street to the mixed martial arts and recent MMA… It is a product of history that numerous seniors have proven. At the very least, all of you gathered at this absolute-level tournament should have a fierce fighting spirit in courtesy and respect.”
“….”
“You didn’t hit the tab, so it’s rude? Of course you can say that. However, it seemed to me that it was a fighting spirit like a flame. That’s why I also took the game seriously.”
“…”
“I will ask again. Is there anyone here who can challenge me with the determination to pass out standing still?”
“…”
“Is there anyone who came to this Absolute Tournament with that level of determination?”
“….”
“Can you give a clear answer as to why the 0gral white belt won the tournament?”
Arthur, who had risen to the podium, slowly looked back at the jiu-jitsu with their heads down.
They laughed at the flawless and were staring at their toes with faces full of shame before they knew it.
“Courtesy can be taught.”
“…”
“But the lost fighting spirit will never be taught again.”
With these words, Artur went down the podium.
“Sorry for making the atmosphere heavy. Be sure to find me when you come to Sao Paulo.”
Lastly, leaving a friendly greeting to Mugyeol.
All the participants gathered at the venue packed their bags one by one with shocked expressions as if they realized something.
Mugyeol also packed his luggage, but the eyes looking at him were a little different from before.
“Wonderful.”
“I will continue to support you.”
“If you ever need a sparring partner, come to our gym.”
Some participants shook hands and exchanged brief greetings.
After all the competitions were over.
An unexpected hologram message appeared in front of Mugyeol’s eyes.
[Clear the hidden mission ‘Legendary Admiration’.]
[Additional rewards will be given!]
