The Bullied One Is Too Good at Fighting - Chapter 33

< Outcast is too good at martial arts (33) >

RCF Apgujeong branch gym arrived in Choi Seok-doo’s fully-tuned foreign car.

Around the Octagon, officials from the Apgujeong branch were already preparing to welcome the victory.

“Oh, welcome to the chamougyeol.”

The tall man sitting in the middle and waving happily was Seok Jin-man, the 8th ranked light heavyweight.

It seemed that he was going to act as the sparring manager today.

The prepared glove is a 12 oz MMA glove.

It is relatively heavy, so it is difficult to make a punch KO, but since it is an open finger glove, it is designed for wrestling and jiu-jitsu fights.

Only Seokjin, with a relaxed expression, briefly explained the motivation and rules of sparring.

“First of all, thank you for accepting the invitation.”

“…”

“Because our official seems to owe you something. If there is any sediment, it should be resolved on top of the octagon like a martial artist.”

“Whatever it is, it’s fine. Do you start right now?”

“Wow, this bitch is such a real man.”

Seokjinman, who giggled for a moment, shook his head.

“Hey, even if this is our main base, we still have to give it time to warm up. Would you bring a high school student home from school and tell them to unpack their school bags and fight right away? That’s bullshit.”

“…”

“Hyung, I’m not that kind of person. Do a warm-up first. You can use the gym facilities freely.”

“yes.”

After warming up completely, Mugyeol put on his gloves and climbed into the Octagon.

Full-contact sparring with rules and intensity close to real life without headgear or kick guards.

Choi Seok-doo, on the other side, also stepped up to the top of the octagon and took a light step.

‘You look much more like a fighter than before’.

Quite a bit of time has passed since ‘Real Fighter’ ended.

In the meantime, Choi Seok-doo seemed to be able to step on the steps of an MMA fighter more than before.

However, the tattoos covering the upper body of fat overflowing the abdomen were still intact.

“Hey, the chamugyeol won’t be the same as before. Got it!”

Choi Seok-du shouted fiercely and burned his fighting spirit, but Moo-gyeol did not blink an eye.

“okay. Let’s stick together.”

“Oh, you bastard!”

At this moment, Choi Seok-du wanted revenge, but Moo-gyeol wanted a test.

Time for the first performance test of the body that has been training for the past few weeks.

When he saw his opponent on the top of the octagon, his heart started pumping hot blood through his entire body like a 12-cylinder engine.

My toes squeezed the octagon floor as if they were about to jump out at any moment.

His back muscles, with punching power like a nuclear bomb, were ready to crush Choi Seok-doo.

Sometimes-.

Finally, the gong rang and Choi Seok-doo ran out of the corner screaming.

“Uh-uh-!”

A simple advance like a boar’s advance.

However, it was Choi Seok-doo who weighed close to 100kg, so the weight was considerable.

He could counter that punch and put him down in one shot, but it’s a great opportunity to do so.

I want to test the performance of this body a little more.

Avoiding a sudden overhand punch with a headslip and clinching before the next punch comes out.

Poo-!

Body to body only collided, but an intense sound rang out.

As much as that, Choi Seok-doo had a tremendous sense of weight comparable to that of a heavyweight.

however-.

“Mr. Mr. Bar. What is this-!”

Mugyeol was not pushed back in the clinch fight even against him.

The big toe squeezing the canvas.

Incredibly flexible Achilles tendon.

A strong lower body like the pillars of a temple.

His drum-like core musculature held back his charge.

It was not a response of using the opponent’s strength to technically counter it or exploit its weakness.

Literally, Seok-Doo Choi, who weighs 98 kg, received the tackle with force.

Perhaps at the time of filming ‘Real Fighter’, such a power struggle would have been impossible.

Moo Kyul herself was also surprised by the dramatic change.

‘If this kid isn’t looking after me, then my body has definitely been upgraded.’

Looking at Choi Seok-doo, who was pushing his flawless hair and even his ears were red, he didn’t seem to be paying attention.

“He’s quite a jerk…!”

The moment Choi Seok-doo gathered his strength once again, Mugyeol quickly widened the clinch distance and put two knee kicks into Choi Seok-doo’s abdomen.

Fuuk Fuuk-.

“Heo-eok-.”

When his hard knee got stuck in the thick fat, Choi Seok-doo reflexively took two or three steps back.

Taking advantage of that gap, Mugyeol took the distance of his blow and put a light jab into his nose.

Puck Puck Puck!

A whip-like long-range jab from a hitman style with one arm drooping.

‘Flickr Jab!’

Seokjinman jumped up from his seat without even realizing it and swallowed.

The flicker jab is a technique often seen in MMA as well.

However, it is the first time I have seen a player who has not yet had a professional record play with such exquisite control of his distance.

As soon as the clenched fist hit his face, blood began to flow from his nose.

“Kuhhh…!”

Seokjinman, who watched in silence, realized that he was no longer an opponent.

‘You’re playing with it!’

It was Choi Seok-doo who made tremendous progress for a beginner over the past few months.

He was so used to hitting someone with his fist and he had little fear, so he was able to grow quickly.

In addition, it has the ability to push like a dump truck with a weight of 0.1 ton!

In that reckless onslaught, most light heavyweight fighters had no choice but to avoid the operation.

However, Mugyeol blocked the rush with his body and even withstood it without being pushed back.

After widening the distance with two clinch knee kicks, from a relaxed hitman stance to a flicker jab.

In the first place, not only was there a difference in skills, but the speed of development was also incomparable.

The level of talent is completely different!

“Fuck do it right! Don’t run around like a mouse!”

Seok-Doo Choi once again spurted nosebleeds and charged Mu-gyeol fiercely.

Still, he learned MMA, but this time, he performed a two-leg takedown with a fairly low stance.

However, Choi Seok-doo’s takedown could not work for Moo-gyeol, who also blocked Han Dae-geun’s tackle.

If there was a variable, it was Choi Seok-doo’s weight, which was about 10 kg heavier than Han Dae-geun.

Whiik-.

“Murgo!?”

Mugyeol easily let Choi Seok-doo’s tackle sideways and quickly turned around and grabbed his back.

“This is what it is…!”

Getting caught by a bag in a wrestling fight is deadly.

A situation in which you cannot see the opponent and the opponent loses control in a position where they can see you.

If you lose your guard even for a moment, you can immediately give your neck to the RNC (Rear Naked Choke), and if you fall to the ground, you will be given a back mount.

“Turn it off, damn it!”

Choi Seok-doo, who was crumpled in the corner of the cage while holding the bag, struggled to escape.

Unlike the old days when he fought with one kangdagu, he now knew the danger of being caught in the back.

You have to keep the choke in check, pay attention to wrist control, and in the meantime, you have to sense the center of gravity and aim for escape.

Since there are so many things to be wary of, it actually exposed more gaps.

Mugyeol shoved his fists between the gaps and cooked Choi Seok-doo.

Seeing the 100kg Choi Seok-doo stuck in the corner of the cage and beaten by Moo-gyeol was like watching the final match of ‘Real Fighter’ again.

“Only season 2 of pig rolling. No, it’s a pig knead this time.”

Seokjinman only uttered admiration for Mugyeol’s excellent skills.

At that time, Mugyeol released his back position and took his place in the center of the octagon.

“…?”

The officials who were watching, as well as Choi Seok-doo, were puzzled.

“Come back, thug.”

“!?”

Mugyeol was blatantly provoking Choi Seok-doo.

Even though it was a situation where it was possible to finish it enough, I dared to continue the game.

Of course Moo Gyeol had the justification of ‘testing the body’s performance’, but that couldn’t have touched Choi Seok Doo.

“You bastard…!”

“Come in a little more properly this time.”

“Ssipaaal-!”

There are about 30 seconds left in the first round.

Choi Seok-doo swung his fists in full swing and attacked Moo-gyeol.

“Hey Seokdoo! Hit compactly!”

“Clinch it, clinch it! Fight with your weight!”

Officials gave Choi Seok-du instructions, but Seok Jin-man dissuaded them.

‘In the current situation, it might be better to push forward

without covering the front and back. ‘

Choi Seok-doo’s punches, which had already begun to lose stamina, did not reach Mu-gyeol’s body.

In comparison, even after punching and wrestling for five minutes, he still had flawless stamina.

‘Not only my strength but also my stamina has definitely improved!’

For the remaining 30 seconds, it was flawless to avoid Choi Seok-doo’s onslaught and confirm the development of physical strength.

Sometimes-.

The first round ended with the ball, and Moogyeol headed to his corner.

‘Now how much punching and kicking power has increased for the next round…’

The moment he walked to the corner while making plans for the second round.

Moo Gyeol felt a fat shadow covering his back.

It was the shadow of Choi Seok-doo.

“I’m a cub-!”

Even though the gong rang, Choi Seok-du’s anger did not stop.

No matter how fast Mugyeol was, it was unreasonable to react to an attack from behind the moment he was completely careless.

Pooh-!

Seok-Doo Choi’s full-swing hook landed behind Mu-gyeol’s ear.

“Choi Seok-doo you crazy bastard-!”

It was the moment when only Seokjin, embarrassed, quickly climbed into the cage.

Seokjin was the only one who was surprised by Choi Seok-du’s ill-mannered behavior, but what was even more surprising was the next situation.

He was hit in the vitals with a full swing by a 100kg giant.

Of course, it’s a fortunate situation if you don’t faint with crab bubbles.

However, far from collapsing, Mugyeol stood proudly on top of the Octagon and glared at Seok-Doo Choi.

what the hell happened

Did your fist go in wrong?

That’s not going to happen.

The sound of a bloody blow that erupted the moment the fist was thrust behind the ear was real.

It’s just that Cha Moo-gyeol’s tenacity has escaped human confinement.

“Hey Cha Moo Gyeol! Are you okay? see this? How many of these are there?”

“it’s okay.”

“We are sorry. There will be a match soon, so let’s stop sparring today…”

“That’s not possible.”

“What?”

“As you said, if sediment remains, shouldn’t we release it on top of the Octagon?”

“!?”

“I think I just got that sediment.”

“…!”

Mugyeol returned to the corner as if nothing had happened, rinsed his mouth with water, and calmly took a deep breath.

Rather, the one who was surprised was Choi Seok-du, who punched savagely.

First Bread Pilseung Back Bread Pilseung.

It was Choi Seok-doo who even brought the rules of the dirty streets and tried to bring Cha Moo-gyeol down.

However, even though there was a distinctly heavy feeling in his fist, Moo-gyeol did not collapse.

Rather, he was looking at Choi Seok-doo with a bloody look that he hadn’t seen before and was polishing his glove.

Even if he hits the first bread, he avoids it, and even if he lets go of the back bread, he just chews it.

How do you mean George like this?

Choi Seok-du looked only at Seok-jin without realizing it and said with his eyes.

‘Shouldn’t I stop doing this, ham?’

However, Seokjinman shook his head.

“You did it, so take responsibility.”

“!”

“I don’t know, dude.”

“Haeng-nim!”

Now Choi Seok-doo had nowhere to lean on, and only Choi Seok-doo and Cha Moo-gyeol were left in the Octagon.

Sometimes-.

The gong rang to start the second round.

This time Mugyeol approached Choi Seok-doo first.