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Maeng Hyo-don in the game was a very difficult character to deal with. When Joo Soohyuk had been in his sophomore year, Maeng Hyo-don appeared after being rescued a year later than now.

He was in a state of physical disrepair due to malnutrition and chronic poisoning of recovery items. With the full support of Joo Soohyuk, he managed to recover, but the use of recovery items was more strictly prohibited than now and he had to undergo rigorous rehabilitation training.

‘Because of that, he couldn’t even issue a sortie order against a rarity enemy of SSR level or higher, and in the story, even in forced sortie mode, he had to retreat after getting hit by one shot. On the other hand, Gwanglim is an ability that is quite easy to get hurt…’

The situation was much worse than now when the recommendation to refrain from using recovery items was issued. As the rescue was delayed, the experience points accumulated in the Fight Club were high, but that was all.

‘It was not easy to nurture because I had to accumulate experience points against enemy of low rarity without getting a single hit, and I had to hone my skills without a proper teacher.’

The new character Maeng Hyo-don became a target of shunning even among the core users who had a handful of leftovers due to the bizarre operation and the difficulty of nurturing. The aftermath of his background continued even after the second round began.

“Oh, it’s a waste!”

“Hyo-don is back again!”

“In that place, even if it’s just one hit, you have to dig in and grind it!”

In addition to the classmates, Song Dae-seok got up from his seat and clenched his fists, and shouted in this manner. The two of them were fighting so hard that the blood of the classmates and Song Dae-seok, who was still open, boiled.

Even so, Maeng Hyo-don was a high-level battle that was hard to imagine coming out of Dalian with that bread shuttle.

‘Tak Do-in thoroughly studied Maeng Hyo-don’s weaknesses and trained Bang Yeon Sub accordingly.’

Maeng Hyo-don’s weakness first. Maeng Hyo-don without a teacher has a very simple attack. Just like when Hwang Ji-ho and Han-yi used Taeho Kwon in their first team play, they didn’t do well because they were able to digest the attacking techniques they saw at that time as their own.

He didn’t work in 1v1 matches.

‘And his biggest weakness….’

His second weakness. taking care of the body. Maenghyodon has restrictions on the use of recovery items. At first glance, Maeng Hyo-don looked like the type to attack boldly, but this was an action that came from the conviction that ‘that attack can be avoided.’

In other words, if one were to feel that it was ‘difficult to avoid,’ Maeng Hyo-don did not come forward easily. Bang Yeon Sub’s onslaught, who had accurately understood Maeng Hyo-don’s attack pattern, was now a kind of attack that is difficult to avoid.

‘Still, Bang Yeon Sub is too talented. Opportunities come.’

Just like now. There was a gap because Bang Yeon Sub clumsily stepped on the steps and wielded the nunchaku. Maeng Hyo-don didn’t miss it, but he kicked it as it was.

Shh-!

Bang Yeon Sub loved the nunchaku as it was and passed the kick.

“Did you like Sun Guan, the boy who takes the bread shuttle? I don’t think it was.”

“You seem slower than Hyo-don, how did you avoid it?”

“I don’t think it was thrown out because I expected a kick to come after seeing the movement. Before Hyodon decided to throw a kick, I assumed it was going to happen and moved.”

This was all according to Han-yi’s sharp analysis. Bang Yeon Sub seemed to avoid and block Maeng Hyo-don’s attack mechanically, as he learned, rather than avoiding it by using his combat sense.

Tak Do-in studied the movements of Maeng Hyo-don through records left from school battle classes and recorded videos released by the association, and gave Bang Yeon Sub a short-term injection education.

‘Still, in the first round, I couldn’t carry out my lessons properly, so I lost a bit… … If Tak Do-in had not been taught by Bang Yeon Sub but was a medium-sized guy in Eungwang High when Maeng Hyo-don would have lost the first round as well.’

Maeng Hyo-don started to get nervous as he continued to read the next attack, so he started making more mistakes. He tried to attack by blocking the nunchaku that Bang Yeon Sub was wielding with the part wearing the protector, but he was struck with his bare skin outside the protector.

When Maeng Hyo-don grimaced as if he had suffered significant damage to his left arm. Without missing the opportunity, Bang Yeon Sub kicked Maeng Hyo-don’s stomach with his foot.

Whoops!

“…Ugh.” Maeng Hyo-don stumbled. Without missing the gap, Bang Yeon Sub blew the myeong-chi away with a nunchaku.

Puck— Koo!

Compared to Bang Yeon Sub, Maeng Hyo-don, who was shorter and dwarfed, fell on the stage. When Bang Yoon-seop was aiming at Maeng Hyo-don’s head, who had fallen, and was about to wield his nunchaku.

“Until there! Stop the match!”

Paah-!

Zhuge Jagul’s words were activated and Bang Yeon Sub was arrested in a very short moment.

In the meantime, Maeng Hyo-don came to his senses, back-tumbled, and jumped up and spread the distance, but Zhuge Jagul declared.

“If there was just an extra hit, I think that Maeng Hyo-don would have suffered damage that would make him unable to fight. So, the winner of Round 2 is… Student Bang Yeon Sub!”

Wow-!

“What happened, Bread Shuttle!”

“It’s crazy cool…”

“Is today really the last day of the bread shuttle? I heard it was fun to tour the bakery he went to.”

“Me too. He only chooses restaurants. Moon Sae-ron read everything that had a bread shuttle point in a restaurant article. it’s a shame.”

All the children in my class kept their mouths shut, but I could hear praises of Bang Yeon Sub from all over the place.

‘It was dangerous.’

If Zhuge Jagul’s declaration was delayed and Maeng Hyo-don was hit enough to be incapacitated, he may have impulsively forced Bang Yeon Sub to buy a truck with barley bread from Jeju Island.

“In ten minutes, we will resume the last round.”

At Zhuge Jagul’s words, the countdown clock emerged as a hologram. The stage maintenance was busy by the newspaper staff, and the band started playing ‘Last Round With Frost’ ahead of the final round.

Bang Yeon Sub was using a recovery item while talking with Tak-geo-san, but Maeng Hyo-don was different. Even if Maeng Hyo-don said something, Ham Geun Hyeong only shook his head.

‘You are doing that knowing Maeng Hyo-don’s physical condition.’

Ham Geun Hyeong was quite generous with his pupil’s behavior, but Maeng Hyo-don’s use of recovery items now was like drinking poison.

“Why don’t you use recovery items?”

“Is the damage I received less than I expected?”

“It’s funny. Didn’t you see that little bastard who was moving so quickly couldn’t get up for a moment and stumble after waking up?”

As Song Dae-seok said, even though Maeng Hyo-don wasn’t showing much right now, he must have taken quite a bit of damage. Maeng Hyo-don was looking at Bang Yoon-seop across the stage with an angry face.

‘Even if we lose due to a difference in skill, I don’t want to see my feet tied to this weakness.’

And so, he prepared an arrangement in advance. “The entrance is noisy….”

“Uh, who’s going to the stage?”

It was the student council officers who appeared from the staff side. And the one standing in the front…

“It’s Yoo Sang-hee sunbaenim!”

It was the best healer in our school, Yoo Sang-hee, a healing maniac

* * *

“I have been asked to come here. She plans to prepare a recovery item as well, but if possible, it would be nice to heal the great man. I was going to come earlier, but it was late because of the student council work.”

“How dare you eat Sang-hee like this! 1st year sucks. Instead of just treating, use a recovery item… sorry.”

When Geun Hyeong Ham and Sang-Hee Yoo stared at each other with harsh faces, Do Won-Woo decided to keep his mouth shut.

“I think this can be cured even if I don’t use Gwanglim. Wait.”

Paah! When the irritable wave flowing from Yu Sang-hee’s hand wrapped around Maeng Hyo-don’s body, her pain and trembling stopped.

Seeing that he was cured in an instant, Hyo-don Maeng bowed his head in admiration.

“Thank you…!”

“My junior is injured, so it’s only natural for me to treat him. If you want to say hello, say thank you to Eushin. I just came here on a request.”

After smiling softly, Yoo Sanghee walked over to Bang Yeon Sub as well. Maeng Hyo-don, who once again thanked Yoo Sanghee, looked at the audience and saw a suspiciously smiling vice president, Jo Eushin.

‘Do you give me a bottle or medicine? What are you thinking…!’

I had a lot to say, but now I had to shake off my clutter. Maeng Hyo-don took a breath and looked back at Bang Yeon Sub’s movements in rounds 1 and 2, and thought of countermeasures.

* * *

“I don’t understand.”

“What.”

“You didn’t want Maeng Hyo-don to lose.”

After Yoo Sanghee healed Maeng Hyo-don safely under the guidance of the newspaper staff, Hwang Jiho said abruptly. “You haven’t been actively blocking Takgeosan’s invitation in the meantime. Min Green was reacting so strongly.”

Hwang Jiho’s question was reasonable. After I realized that Takgeo was not a cultist, I had been neglecting it without giving any advice.

“Rather, I made it more difficult for Maeng Hyo-don to step down by taking the initiative to create such an event. But call Yoo Sanghee? What do you think?”

“It’s what you think. I want Maeng Hyo-don to become a disciple of Teacher Tak Geosan. But I don’t want to lose like that.”

Hwang Jiho was still looking at me with something he couldn’t understand, but he didn’t say any more.

“The final round begins. 3, 2, 1… … Zero!”

When the countdown of Zhuge Jagul ended, the confrontation between the two resumed. This round was clearly different from the first and second rounds.

‘Maeng Hyo-don has many weaknesses. still…’

He had the genius and tenacity to swallow up all his weaknesses. It was not like I had heard of a balance-breaking thug character at the end for nothing. Maeng Hyo-don was able to adapt to Bang Yeon Sub’s movements and moved leisurely between rounds 1 and 2.

Takgeosan was looking at the stage with an anxious face.

‘Tak Do-in must be guessing what will happen if he gives Maeng Hyo-don a break.’

When Bang Yeon Sub’s attack loosened a little, a rogue wave erupted from Maeng’s body. It was the forerunner of Gwanglim.

“I think Hyo-don wrote Gwanglim! Right?”

“Would you? Amazing, Great. Judging by the level of pressure from the psychic, it looks like a very strong Gwanglim!”

“Both of them didn’t use Gwanglim and did something.”

“Even in Dalian, there is a tendency to not use Gwanglim for a while. There may be gaps in…”

The reason Maeng Hyo-don didn’t use Gwanglim was probably according to Sawol Saeum’s answer to the sound of Song Dae-seok’s self-talk. I tried not to use it as much as possible, but seeing Yeon Sub’s ability, I thought I should write it.

If one was aiming for a complete win, it would have been better if you wrote it as soon as the second round started.

Paah!

Behind Maeng Hyo-don, Lee Neung-pa emerged in the form of a giant fist. The direction his fist was pointing was where Bang Yeon Sub was standing.

Yeon Sub was surprised that the fist might be flying, but took his defensive posture.

Paah…

Those fists spread like a psychic wave, wrapped around the stage, and disappeared. The audience and Bang Yeon Sub were bewildered, but all the people who knew the identity of Maeng Hyo-don’s Gwanglim only looked at the stage with curious eyes.

‘Maeng Hyo-don’s Gwanglim has been activated safely. It’s actually the first time it’s triggered.’

Maeng Hyo-don’s Gwanglim ‘A Fighter’s Gravity.’ While Gwanglim was active, he raised his status as a brawler and bound the enemy to a place recognized as a battlefield, both offensive and captive.

The opponent Maeng Hyo-don pointed out as the target of the fight could not escape from the ‘fighting ground’ designated by Maeng Hyo-don unless he was defeated or the Gwanglim was disarmed. The target of Gwanglim could be designated as multiple, and the scope of the ‘fighting ground’ could be set by Maeng Hyo-don.

‘Maeng Hyo-don didn’t like his Gwanglim very much.’

‘A Brawler’s Gravity’ was useful for surviving the Fight Club, but not for escaping. However, when he caught his enemy until the end and broke through the path of the benefactor Joo Soohyuk, he murmured that his Gwanglim had improved for the first time and met the end.

“Eat this!”

Maeng Hyo-don, who was activating Kwang-rim, threw his fist at Bang Yeon Sub. Fisting with much-improved speed and power. It was impossible for Bang Yeon Sub to take this and throw it away. He jumped, terrified that he had guessed it too.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

When Maeng Hyo-don’s fist, which contained Lee Neung-pa, hit the stage, the floor where Bang Yeon Sub was standing was crushed like tofu.

Bang Yeon Sub saw the stage cracked and turned to powder everywhere. He had a terrified face, but he screamed to extort his bluff.

“It’s a waste room, you head… Uh? Uh!”

Bang Yeon Sub shouted that and jumped back and tried to step back, but he was frozen and unable to move.

‘I got caught by a fighter’s manpower!’

He was caught trying to escape the ‘battlefield’ set by Maeng Hyo-don. If he showed a big room, he predicted that Bang Yeon Sub would get scared and run away, and he set the ‘fighting ground’ narrower than the octagon stage to induce him to get caught in the restricted range.

‘I have a stone head, but my fighting head is different…!’

It was also like my playable character, a fighting genius Maeng Hyo-don. Bang Yeon Sub still did not understand the situation and was belatedly, but later tried to escape to another place, but it was already too late. Maeng Hyo-don’s fists were close to his nose.

Wow!

“￱!”

A cool sound came from the face of Bang Yeon Sub, who was hit in the face. His twin noses bled, but it didn’t seem like his nose bones were broken, as if he had control over his strength.

When Maeng Hyo-don clenched his fist again and tried to beat Bang Yeon Sub…

“Until there!” The words of Zhuge Jagul bound Maeng Hyo-don for an instant. When Maeng Hyo-don lifted his fist, Zhuge Jagul declared, “The winner of the final round is… … Maeng Hyo-don!”

Wow-!

The text on the hologram display changed and the gym was full. When Maeng Hyo-don caught his breath and raised his fist that was about to beat Bang Yeon Sub into the air, the cheers grew louder.

[Maeng Hyo-don 2 : 1 Bang Yeon Sub]

[Maeng Hyo-don wins!] An electronic board with the final score came up, and the audience applauded for their struggle. However, Bang Yeon Sub, who stretched out to the stage as a great man, did not get up for a long time.