Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: 28. Finally, the Disaster (4)
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No one present could possibly disagree.
They were all witnessing a bizarre spectacle that was rare even to see twice in a lifetime.
Kwaaak!
Gyeongbuk First Sword slamming a flying knee kick into the ghoul-possessed boxing gold medalist.
Then, from the top sword's mouth poured a stream of lines so ridiculous they bordered on terrifying.
“This battle is brought to you by the intergalactic weapon brand Dogo... I am Jeong Yeong-woo07, Earth's human and the strongest in Gyeongbuk and Gangnam.”
“Ah...?”
“Huh?”
Songpa First Sword, Seocho First Sword, and dozens of Gwangjin District elites all dropped their jaws open at the exact same moment.
Incomprehensible.
Was this what they called the fear of the unknown...?
Even Cha Du-seong, who was human before becoming a mutant, forgot to fight for a moment and stared blankly at the regional top sword before him.
「What did he just say...?」
But Yeong-woo, for his part, was distracted by something else.
‘What the hell is this?'
He had only just noticed that Cha Du-seong's arms, which had blocked the knee kick, were wrapped in silvery-gray iron plating.
So, this must be...
'Ah, a weapon. This guy's unarmed.'
That explained why, despite clear hostile physical contact, no pain-infliction effect had triggered on Cha Du-seong.
Just like CEO Kim Tae-jun's granite hide, Cha Du-seong's arms were being recognized as some kind of weapon and armor.
'Means I have to break through the guard first for any real hits.'
As Yeong-woo pondered this, the floor of Rhom presented the next move.
It was none other than...
'...A low kick?'
From the start, this vicious prisoner's martial art had no intention of relying solely on punches against a boxer.
The hologram was already viciously targeting Cha Du-seong's left leg, so Yeong-woo swiftly shifted his body.
Hwwoot!
As Yeong-woo twisted his hips to launch the low kick, Cha Du-seong instantly caught on and hurriedly pulled back.
「You bastard.」
He glared at Yeong-woo with a panicked expression.
He could feel that this martial arts con artist surprisingly knew how to counter boxing.
Boxers generally spread their feet wide.
About 1.5 times wider than a kickboxer's basic stance.
That was necessary to stably control their center of gravity amid the frantic punches, ducking, and weaving.
Naturally, this left them vulnerable to attacks targeting the legs themselves, like low kicks.
Hwwooooot!
Even against Yeong-woo's clumsy low kick, he overreacted like this.
「Fuck.」
But who was Cha Du-seong?
A man who had once reached the pinnacle as a boxer.
And after being expelled from the boxing world, he had been embroiled in countless brawls and assaults, so he wasn't skilled only in ring fights.
Chwaat!
Soon, Cha Du-seong sidestepped, slipping out of Yeong-woo's sight like a shadow.
“......!”
Yeong-woo hurriedly twisted his axis to pursue, but...
Hwwooot!
A body hook was already exploding from the blind spot in his vision.
Puuuuk!
“Krgh...!”
For an instant, his side caved in, and immense pain seemed to surge.
But then...
“Ha... ack?”
All the pain vanished.
「Berserker」 - Mutation Talisman
【Ignores pain above a certain level.】
Cha Du-seong's fist had been so overwhelmingly powerful that 'Berserker' blocked the pain entirely.
「...Huh?」
Cha Du-seong felt another twinge of wrongness.
Sure enough, the moment he instinctively weaved, Yeong-woo's elbow flashed past his head from above.
'Crazy, this guy's no joke.'
Yeong-woo inwardly marveled at Cha Du-seong's evasion maneuver.
Then.
Paaaak!
An uppercut slipped in from below his field of view, smashing his chin and snapping his head back.
“Eugh!”
As Cha Du-seong weaved his upper body back, he unleashed a left uppercut.
With his chin properly struck and vision flipped upward, Yeong-woo had no choice but to eat the follow-up hits fully.
Right body shot, then the infamous 'liver shot' reverse hook.
Peofung!
With an absurd impact sound, Cha Du-seong's fist thoroughly scrambled Yeong-woo's organs.
“Krhek!”
Blood refluxed from his insides, up his esophagus, and sprayed from his mouth.
Since Yeong-woo's blood was essentially deadly poison that required avoiding contact, but Cha Du-seong had no way of knowing.
「Die, you freak.」
Thinking he had finally pierced his opponent's 'luck,' Cha Du-seong swung a clean left hook the moment Yeong-woo's blood-soaked head dropped back down with gravity.
Hwwoot!
「Y-You bastard!」
Ttaaang!
A bell-like ring echoed from Yeong-woo's head as the hook landed.
「Vanguard」 - Relic Helmet
【This helmet cannot be damaged.】
The helmet encasing Yeong-woo's head was equipment that couldn't be 'damaged.'
Of course, it didn't block kinetic energy, so Yeong-woo's head whipped violently, spraying more blood.
“Ptoo!”
In that instant, Cha Du-seong, drenched in Yeong-woo's blood, furrowed his brow deeply.
「Uh? What...」
A bizarre sensation he had never felt before in his life.
Then, a horrific pain began gnawing at his entire body.
「Haaak...!」
Yet even in this state, Cha Du-seong didn't forget he was in a match—no, a duel.
He quickly backstepped, creating distance from his opponent.
Mental fortitude at its absolute limit.
'My god.'
Yeong-woo was stunned by two facts.
First, as seen earlier, Cha Du-seong's mental strength was insane.
Second...
Tat!
Amid this, the 'floor of Rhom' was ordering a kick to Cha Du-seong's left leg.
'This floor-based martial art is something else.'
Even as he thought this, Yeong-woo was already launching a perfect low kick following the hologram.
Toward an opponent who couldn't even open his eyes properly from tasting pain-infliction.
“Die!”
As Yeong-woo fully committed to the floor of Rhom and charged mercilessly at Cha Du-seong, the onlookers all felt a fleeting pity.
But...
「Tsk!」
Cha Du-seong was far tougher than anyone imagined.
Sensing a threatening presence through his halved vision, he charged at Yeong-woo instead.
Pure physicality and grit for an all-out slugfest.
Hwut!
Because Cha Du-seong closed the distance instead, Yeong-woo's low kick merely tangled against his thigh.
Meanwhile.
Kwaduk!
Planting his foot into the ground with a forward step, Cha Du-seong shook his upper body and unleashed short hooks.
Essentially the desperate flailing for a lucky punch when cornered in a match.
But it was also the best option now.
Widening the gap further would just mean eating more low kicks.
「Graaaah...!」
As Cha Du-seong bellowed a roar that was either a war cry or a scream and opened the slugfest, the floor of Rhom ordered Yeong-woo to backstep.
Pull back and slowly cook him with low kick spam.
However...
“...Fuck.”
Yeong-woo ignored the legendary martial art's command.
First, he knew he could win without going that far.
Second, he wanted to shut down this guy's flailing quickly.
His system-certified 'hothead' trait was rearing its head again.
“Fuck off, that's enough.”
Buuk!
In the end, as Yeong-woo started trading punches and entangled in the slugfest with Cha Du-seong, something unexpected happened.
Peeing!
The distinctive chime of the Dogo quest rang out, followed by system text.
《Quest reward has been increased.》
And sure enough, the reward for 'Romanticism' jumped from 2 million karma to 3 million.
[ Dogo ] “Romanticism”
< Mission > Defeat Cha Du-seong in a bare-handed one-on-one duel.
< Reward > 3 million karma
< Special > You must disclose Dogo's sponsorship for this mission.
“Huh...?”
It was so shocking that Yeong-woo got distracted mid-slugfest, allowing Cha Du-seong's heavy hook to smash his head and spray another blood fountain.
“Prhak!”
Tududuk!
Blood shot skyward before raining down on Yeong-woo and Cha Du-seong's heads.
The spectators murmured in stunned expressions.
“F-Fuck...”
“What the hell is that?”
The scene before them had devolved into something too grotesque to even call a fight.
And around then, the floor of Rhom conceded to Yeong-woo's stubbornness and offered Plan B.
Chijik!
The backstepping hologram realigned, now instructing to step on Cha Du-seong's left foot while throwing a hook.
“Ah.”
Foreseeing the end of this brutal brawl, Yeong-woo immediately followed the guide.
Kwaak!
As Yeong-woo stepped on Cha Du-seong's left foot, which was extending toward him, the slugfest dynamics shifted dramatically.
With his left foot pinned, Cha Du-seong's left ankle mobility was restricted, reducing the power of all lower-body twists.
Meanwhile, Yeong-woo could still unleash most attacks at full force.
Puk, peuk!
From then on, it was like beating frozen meat hanging from a hook.
「Urk!」
Even so, true to his gold medal pedigree, Cha Du-seong maintained a decent guard rate in this situation...
But with the accumulated damage from the prior slugfest and pain-infliction, even his sturdy guard began to drop.
Puk!
As Yeong-woo suddenly focused on hammering the body, the pain there became impossible to ignore, so he occasionally dropped his guard entirely to protect his midsection.
'It's over.'
Even Yeong-woo, no boxing expert, could tell.
The opponent's rhythm was completely broken.
Puk, pak!
As the one-sided beating continued, Gwangjin District's survivors began opening their mouths one by one.
“...Ah.”
Déjà vu.
The scene they had witnessed upon first arriving at this park in response to the call of Gwangjin's top sword.
That tyrannical violence was now being fully repaid onto Cha Du-seong.
Puk, pkak!
“......”
Yet no one present could feel any satisfaction or laugh.
Puk.
“......”
Finally, with the strength draining from both legs, Cha Du-seong knelt to the ground as if collapsing.
Yeong-woo grabbed his head with both hands.
Kwuduk.
Then.
Swwoot!
This time, he drove a knee kick straight into the opponent's brow.