Chapter 2.2 Arena (2)
Just by looking at their physique, one can easily tell the answer.
It’s Zero.
Yoon Seok had an average 174 cm tall body, weighing 68 kilograms.
On the other hand, his opponent?
Looking at it’s his physical body, not even bodybuilders could be a match.
His species itself was completely different.
Quang!
He rolled to the side to avoid the monster’s feet that almost crushed his head. Yoon Seok got up off the ground.
At that moment, the monster’s fist flew towards him as if he predicted it.
Woosh!
Yoon Seok brought his arms instinctively around his face, to defend himself and closed his eyes shut waiting for the impact.
Without the daily routine of being beaten by Kang Hyung-woo, he couldn’t have done that.
Thwack!
As soon as the monster’s brutal fist made an impact with his arms, Yoon Seok was pushed back.
His brain went blank even though he used his arms to block it.
The muscles in his arms were throbbing because of the sudden force.
But it was strange.
He thought it was impossible to end this way.
‘Is he weaker than he looks?’
He thought he would either fall back or the worst case just flew off the ground.
Or maybe at least he would have broken arms.
But the result was rather different.
Staggering slightly he soon stood still with his arms perfectly fine except for a little pain.
Suddenly, Yoon Seok remembered the instruction he saw.
It was so hectic that the message was skipped through his head, but now he could clearly remember.
「In the name of fairness, both challengers ability will be adjusted to F-Rank.」
Perhaps…
Maybe, in that case, he and the green orc-like monster should have equal strength regardless of their physique.
And if he is right…
‘If I fight…’
He might have a way to live.
Of course, fighting doesn’t guarantee that he would win.
No, there is a higher possibility that he might lose.
Except when he was 10 years old, Yoon Seok has never fought back to Kang Hyung-woo, not even once.
Because after that day, rather than living as a human, he lived his life as a servant.
He had no such thing as self-esteem left, as he was always the first one to apologize. It didn’t matter if he was in the wrong or if it was Kang Hyung-woo. Though, Yoon Seok was rarely at fault.
Nevertheless, their fights were always one-sided.
Because he thought he couldn’t win.
But now it’s different.
In this situation, one has to fight even if they lose.
But with the heavens help, a small possibility appeared in front of him.
0 and 1 are completely different.
‘Okay, let’s do this.’
Yoon Seok was filled with resolve.
He raised his guard with his fists clenched.
He didn’t wrap his head like before but did enough not to cover his eyes.
This stance was not something he had learned. But in this situation, it was better to do anything, even if it was nothing but just an imitation.
As he got ready to fight, he could feel a lot of information rushing in his mind; like something was trapped in his unconscious mind suddenly unlocked!
“If I grab my fist too tightly, the force will make me feel tired. Simply, use as much force needed when I grab an egg…am I doing it right?’
He didn’t even know that this was the right method to make a fist.
‘Don’t ever close your eyes.’
The most basic yet most important thing in a fight.
Suddenly, Yoon Seok in his proper posture stared at the monster without a blink.
If an expert saw Yoon Seok in this posture they would have been surprised. That this man who knew nothing could have this posture and this endless stare.
‘Will my body move in time if I stay still?
Particularly, Yoon Seok wasn’t still, his whole body was syncing. It was in sync with a constant rhythm. Even he didn’t realize that he was holding his breath.
Short, yet deep, and in sync with the rhythm…….
“Chiinkk! Chiinkk!”
The monster, who was advancing towards Yoon Seok, stopped.
He could sense that Yoon Seok, who he thought could have been easy prey, had a complete 180 in his attitude.
However, he shrugged that off and marched forward with his fist clenched.
On the other hand, Yoon Seok looked at his fist and thought.
‘The Monster’s course of its arm is unnecessarily large. Maybe, if I bent backwards a little I can avoid it.’
He didn’t know how he could find all these possibilities, even though he had never fought properly.
But, Yoon Seok followed his gut.
Woosh!
A fist passed over his head, exactly how he thought it would.
Yoon Seok looked up at the monster.
No, to be exact, he only saw the monster’s jaw.
It may have been his illusion, but that part looked so shiny, so defenseless.
Suddenly, he heard a voice.
—Yoon Seok! It’s an uppercut. Do you hear me? Huh?
It was exactly what Kang Hyung-woo, in middle school used to say while using Yoon Seok as his sandbag.
—You don’t do it with your arm strength.
10 years have passed, but…
The conversation they had back in the day came to his mind.
No, the scene was vivid, as if happening right in front of his eyes.
His face, his friends’ faces who were laughing at him, they were all blurred, but…
That trajectory of the arm.
The movement of muscles that he could see clearly.
It was all imprinted on his head.
“He could have been a boxer.’
Hyung-woo learned boxing.
Though he learned to harass Yoon Seok, in less than a few months he went to the nationals and won a prize.
Funnily enough, Hyung-woo had the talent.
If he wasn’t the son of a chaebol, he would have seriously taken the course of fighting in the martial world.
—Now, use the power of your waist and your back for the rebound…
Kang Hyung-woo.
No, Yoon Seok slightly turns his back sideways.
Just then he felt his muscle compressed itself with that slight turn.
But that’s not all.
His neck, legs, thighs, etc.
All his muscles together just for this action created perfect sync making him feel as if he was stretched like elastic.
He felt like he was in a compressed spring.
He no longer waited and then.
—Like this!
Twack!
A perfect and neat counter uppercut.