Episode 117. Preparation for the competition (1)
After the weekend with Dyne, we got back to our daily lives.
-Time!
“Heo Eok, Heo Eok!”
“Hey.. Why is your stamina so bad…?”
“Should I… quit smoking…”
Now, Dain, Seoyoon noona and I were training together at the boxing gym.
-Guys, we have a contest in November, right? Let’s go out there.
At Seoyoon’s older sister’s suggestion, he started practicing hard for the competition for about a month left.
“No, but.. I didn’t work so hard, but I can go to the competition, right?”
Dain asked Seoyoon noona.
“It’s okay. First of all, you’re the type to use your body well, and the level isn’t that high… It’s worth saying. You’ve learned quite a bit over the past few months, haven’t you?”
“Sup.. Is it?”
Young had an expression of distrust, but what can I do?
As long as you decide to participate, you have no choice but to train hard.
“Oh, come to think of it, you haven’t sparred properly with me, have you? Would you like to try it?”
“Well, yes. Let’s do it.”
That day, the day I performed the act of being beaten in a back alley.
Since then, the two have completely let go of words and have been getting along as if they were the same age.
He looked at me once before heading to the ring, as if he was determined to fight.
“Going.”
I sent cheers without specifying the target.
It doesn’t matter who wins, it’s fun to watch other people sparring.
In the ring, Hyemin Seo and Seungwoon Baek were sparring.
Accordingly, Da-in and Seo-yoon noona were also sitting in front of the ring watching them.
-Shhh!
The sound of fists cutting through the air is fierce.
‘True..’
Baek Seung-woon, what is that hyung doing?
A member of the 2nd year, male. At the same time, I participated in the relay race during the athletic meet…
At that time, it was a male runner who was alone with me.
Seo Hye-min, who is on par with Choi Seo-yoon, and Baek Seung-woon, who is sparring with her.
‘It’s amazing.’
It’s really hard for a man born in this world to f*ck a woman.
His stance was a southpaw, with his right hand in front and his left hand behind.
Those who adopt an orthodox stance, that is, right-handed people with their left hand in front, throw the jab aggressively.
Left-handers are different. They prefer a counter-feeding strategy based on their superior sense of distance compared to right-handers.
Why do left-handers have a better sense of distance than right-handers?
Simple. Left-handed boxers are rare.
Left-handers have fought many right-handed boxers, but right-handers have not.
Baek Seung-woon was making good use of that advantage.
I threw a few jabs to keep in check from a distance, but whenever Seo Hye-min came in, I countered based on the movement of my upper body and footwork.
Although men may be inferior in overall physical ability such as physical strength and toughness, Rich has an advantage.
Originally, Seo Hye-min was an outboxer.
In the sparring with Choi Seo-yoon, that was noticeable, but in the sparring with Baek Seung-woon, he became an infighter.
-Time!
The gong rang, and they came down the ring and took off their gloves.
Baek Seung-woon held a drink bottle in his hand and began to hydrate his exhausted body.
Seo Hye-min said something, and she took the bottle from him and left it as it was..
Huh? That… Why are you drinking with your mouth open?
I got a little closer to the interesting situation, to the point where I could hear the conversation.
– Indirect kiss?
-What, are you kidding me with something like that while we just kissed?
-Where did Hyemin go?
– Not now.
‘What is that?’
Did the two of them have that atmosphere?
Seo Hye-min’s love line didn’t even exist in the original work.
She appeared only in the position of ‘Choi Seo-yoon’s friend’ in the original work.
A character who gives Choi Seo-yoon counseling when he has troubles with Kim Dong-hyun, and sometimes adds a comical element to him by chatting with him.
In the meantime, there was no love narrative of her own.
In other words, if this world is the world in the game –
That must be DLC.
In a web novel of the original game genre, dlc is something that writers add in the latter half of the story because they don’t know what to add to the story when they’re writing it all. Get that position
Of course, there are many other works, but…
We’ve been talking for a while, but anyway.
Seo Hye-min and her relationship don’t seem to have much to do with each other, so a picture like that was new again.
‘Hey, no. Know?’
-ㄲㅅ
Baek Seung-woon did not show any hostility towards me, and rather has a good personality.
It is not that there is no possibility of having a different personality at the deepest level like Jung Gun-woo.
However, doubting everyone like that is what we call ‘paranoia’.
I don’t have that disease.
After looking there for a while, she turned her head and looked at Seoyoon noona and Dain.
The two lean against each other’s corners, wearing headgear.
Soon the gong rang, and the girls came out into the middle of the ring.
Seoyoon noona puts her guard under her chin just like she did against Hyemin Seo, and puts on a pick-up style that activates her upper body movement.
It was Mike Tyson’s way of running the game, and she did it almost perfectly.
On the other hand, Dain, as taught to beginners, slowly lubricated the ring with his right hand next to his chin and his left hand extended forward.
She was the one who often came to the boxing ring though, so her beginner tee was slowly taking off her.
At that time, Seoyoon noona put on her guard and started attacking Dain in earnest, shaking her head.
**
‘Jab.’
She raised her guard against her swift fists.
That older sister is a monster.
I felt the same way when I defeated those thugs, and after that I felt the same way when I saw them sparring at the boxing ring.
‘But… I can’t just be beaten. Hurt my pride.’
There are few things more embarrassing than being carried out as a super corpse while my boyfriend is looking at me from the side.
Fortunately, Seoyoon unnie didn’t do her best, she was looking after me.
-f*ck!
Still, that fist was too heavy.
There is a saying that ‘a heavyweight’s left jab is no different than a light heavyweight’s KO punch’.
Obviously, my sister and I are in similar weight classes, but even the jab for containment felt like a straight line with great power.
– Booung!
‘Some kind of jab sounds like that..’
If you go to a Taekwondo gym, you will hear the flapping of the uniform and the sound of cutting through the air whenever you exercise.
Even if it’s a stance and hitting, it’s moving… Isn’t it even a check fist. Why does it sound similar
So far, only the jab came flying, and I could block it by raising my guard.
Let’s see the opportunity.
– Huung!
As the jab came in again, he hit it with his left hand and landed a straight right hand.
The counter entered at the right time.
-Pain!
However, my fist was too easily blocked by her glove.
Even that sound seemed weaker than her jab.
“Oh.. Good timing?”
I heard a voice of admiration.
I tightened the guard again.
Let’s think.
Boxing is a simple rhythm game.
Block or avoid flying attacks, and deliver my attacks at the right time.
The attack patterns are straight jabs and straights, hooks from the side, and uppercuts from below.
There are only three types, and the target is the body and head. There are only two Since there is either a right hand or a left hand, the number of cases is…
12 Kinds. There are only 12 types in one fist…
Patience, there are too many of them.
Still, don’t stop thinking.
Now she’s sticking to me, actively using her upper body movements as well as the jab.
-Pain!
A flying jab followed by a flying straight.
I dodged her by moving her body sideways.
Continuously think about the space inside the ring so as not to be cornered.
An intermittent one-two.
And Seoyoon unnie, who is digging like a dart.
In one breath, she ducks her head under my right arm and touches her torso.
“Did you look at it once?”
If that had hit her, she would have collapsed unsightly, bending over and drooling over her.
‘Profit…’
Thank you for watching, but at the same time, I was angry.
I want to eat at least one shot at that brightly smiling face.
-Hoo-wook!
He threw his left hand.
I will avoid it.
I want to jump right in and stretch out my fist, but to that person, it’s like a chicken coming to the chicken restaurant with all its hair plucked and fried clothes on.
No matter how much I think about it, there is only one way to catch that sister.
I pretended to fall for her provocation and threw the jab with more force than before.
Still, with her right hand, she held her guard tight, blocking her chin and side at the same time.
Concentrate all your nerves.
Her flying attacks are parried with her back hand, while her front hand pushes her.
-Hoo-wook!
A body shot coming in from the left.
I took a step back, and my fist cut through the air.
Suddenly, the pattern began to be read.
Her one-two gets stuck in my guard.
Next,
-Shhh!
That’s right. A sharp forehand hook aimed at the left temple.
Lean your upper body backward to avoid it.
When I jab, I try to counter it straight.
I hit it with my outstretched left hand.
“Uh huh..?”
He looked flustered.
I drove her momentum and pushed her even further.
At her barrage, she slid back behind her.
-Teouk
Corner.
And then, I put my fist in.
First attack her body with your left hand, causing the guard to come down.
The key is the right hand.
The guard came down and the space became empty.
Turn your back foot and feel the rotational force coming up from the tip of your foot.
Turn her back and pull her shoulders forward.
The fist is the last thing to go out.
As if the main characters in a cartoon use a special move, they gathered all their strength in this right hand.
And –
“I got caught.”
Where did she go with her flustered appearance just now? She bowed her head down to my right, preparing for a counter river shot.
If you throw a straight shot, it will hit the empty right side as it is..
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It was a trap.
“Ahh.. Whoa!”
– Huung!
It was a trap, a trap I dug.
I didn’t extend my right hand, but rather kept my torso blocked.
At the same time as weaving, I stretched out her left hand toward her head, which had fallen below my shoulder, preparing for an attack.
Gloves inserted from top to bottom.
He turned his torso from looking to the left until just now to the right and landed a left-handed hook.
The center of gravity is also tilted, and since it was in motion, you can’t even take another action.
Perfect timing, perfect shot.
And,
“Ah.. I almost got hit.”
She avoided even that. As if in limbo, I suddenly grabbed her torso and leaned back, my fist splitting the air.
I don’t know if that kind of movement is possible in that posture, and the fact that I don’t fall behind her while doing that… Is that a human?
‘Oh my god, damn it-‘
The next moment, I was lying on the ring floor.
