Turns Out To Be a Genius Duelist

"Welcome to the Arena, the test of duel.

A welcome phrase suddenly appeared before my eyes.

It was at the same time that I was able to clear my mind as if I was dreaming.

Challengers' ability to balance is adjusted in batches to F-rank.

Yoon-suk stared at the sky dazed and blinked.

The sunlight that poured into the blue sky was dazzling, and the air that wrapped around the lungs was cool.

Prepare yourself, the duel is about to begin.

A dream too vivid for a dream.

But, "Oh, this isn't a dream! ’I can't take it lightly.

I had no way to explain where I was and why there was a monster like that in front of me, unless it was a dream.

“Get it, get it! ”

Yoon-suk opened his eyes quietly.

Distance about 20 meters away.

Still there, a creature of green skin was exhaling like a fermented pig.

It looks like an orc that often appears in movies or games.

“ ……. ”

It seems like a bit of a confusion after all, but the monsters that were wandering around found Yoonseok and became frenzied.

“Humans, take advantage! The humans have trapped me! ”

It seemed good to understand the language for the first time in my life.

Yoon-suk felt breathless.

Living spectacles.

It was the eyes of an obvious predator.

His biological instincts screamed like crazy.

We have to run.

“W-what the hell...? ”

It was a moment when I unconsciously stepped back.

“Huh?"

Yoon-suk only realized that.

Somehow the standing leg does not move.

I can't move my whole body, not just my legs.

All you can do is breathe in and cook your eyes.

Then Yoon-suk could see where he was coming from.

Rome's colosseum is reminiscent of the circus.

With the exception of himself and that monster in this vast space, there was no ant cub, and the audience was empty for those who didn't know who it was for.

It gave me goose bumps.

"You expect me to fight a monster like that? ’

Look here and there, it doesn't look like a place made to hold hands and make friends.

However, Yoon-suk tried to deny it.

At first glance, over two meters of jewelry.

A muscle that was pumped up like it was about to burst.

Even a person with that type would feel overwhelmed, not even a person.

‘It must be a dream...? ’

However, unlike that belief, the translucent phrase in front of my eyes is why my heart is tightened.

In fact, Yoon-suk already knew the answer.

Start a countdown.

When faced with unrealistic views, ordinary humans deny and view reality from the beginning.

It's got to be a dream.

It repeats itself several times and seeks hope.

3.

However, on the other hand, I feel all over my body.

This has got to be real.

2.

There is a conflict between reason and instinct.

The head says it's a dream, but the body is constantly trembling with fear.

1.

A picturesque amphitheater that recreates the Colosseum.

The self and the green monster in the middle.

It is so obvious what will happen when the countdown is over.

START!

The moment the opening statement came into the air.

The restraint that was holding my body disappeared.

“Kill, kill! ”

I rushed to Yoon-suk as if a green monster was waiting for me.

Do you think the characters in the drama who were just waiting for the truck to attack were like this?

‘Er, Er...? ’

Yoon-suk remained frozen.

When I woke up late, I had already reached the edge of the green monster.

But that's when the phenomenon happened.

Is this the phenomenon where superhuman abilities come into play in times of crisis?

My senses are going crazy in my body.

Every visible movement slows down, and his hot breath touches the skin.

Thanks to this, Yoon-suk was able to see more vividly.

The fist of a screaming monster.

“Cow!”

Yoon-suk had no idea.

I don't know if I'll wake up from a nightmare if I get hit by that fist.

Or I'll just be crumbled into a lump of meat.

But instinct was more honest than anything else.

Whoo-hoo!

My fist was emitting a heavy wave.

The hard body moves and rolls the floor.

As soon as I hit my shoulder on the dirt floor, my senses disappeared like soapy drops.

None of this made me feel bad about it.

‘It's... not a dream. ’

Now it's clear.

It's not a dream.

Everything is unrealistic.

But the pain in the shoulder that just rolled up is undoubtedly real.

‘I wish it were a dream.... ’

Yoon-suk shed a tear.

The situation was that pessimistic.

It means that it's not a dream, so we have to fight that monster and survive. And what are the chances that Yoon-suk can defeat that monster?

Even at a distance, I can see the answer right away.

Zero.

174 centimeters to 68 kilograms.

Yoon-suk had a standard Korean body type.

Whereas what about the opponent?

I don't think I'll be able to fight any fighter just by looking at the body specs.

It's a different species at all.

Kuang!

He rolls to his side, avoiding the foot of the green creature that slaps his head, and Yoonseok quickly rises from his seat.

His fist flew as if he had been waiting for that moment.

Whoo-hoo!

Yoon-suk closed his eyes tightly.

It was the only compliment that was instinctively curled up and defended his face with both arms.

If there was no routine hit by Kang Hyung-woo, he might not have been able to do it even twice.

Phew!

A gruesome fist of the green creature hits the guard and Yoonseok pushes back.

My head is ringing even though I blocked it with my arms.

The muscles of your fist-blocking arm ache.

But it was strange.

I didn't think it would end this way.

‘Are you weaker than you look...? ’

I thought I'd just fall out the back.

At least I thought the blockage could break.

However, the results were different.

He was still standing still with a slight tremor, and his arm was fine, except for a little pain.

Suddenly, Yoon-suk suddenly remembered the phrase I saw at first.

It was a message that quickly came back and disappeared during a time when things were so chaotic.

Challengers' ability to balance is adjusted in batches to F-rank.

Maybe…….

Maybe he and that green monster have the same power, regardless of their size.

And if that prediction is correct…….

‘I have to fight...... ’

There's a way to live.

Of course, there is no guarantee that fighting will win.

No, there's a much better chance of losing.

Yoon-suk had never fought with Kang Hyung-woo except when he was 10 years old.

Since that day, Yoon-suk lived as a servant of Kang Hyung-woo.

His pride was shattered because he couldn't be discouraged, and whenever something happened to argue with someone other than Kang Hyung-woo, Yoon-seok always apologized first, even though it wasn't his fault.

However, when the fight broke out, he was unilaterally beaten.

I didn't think I could win.

But it's different now.

A situation where you have to fight even if you can't win.

But even the smallest possibility appeared to him, as if God had helped him.

0 and 1 are completely different.

‘Yes, let's do it. ’

At the same time, action was taken.

Yoon-suk raised the guard with his fist in his hands.

Not just blindfolded like before, but not blindfolded.

It was not an action I could do because I had learned.

I just thought it was better than not imitating it.

But when he decided to fight, all the information that had seeped into his unconscious mind floats on the surface.

"If you hold it too tight, you get tired quickly. Usually, I hold eggs like... Is this it? '

The right way to clench your fist.

"I told you never to detect the eyes. ’

The most important foundation when fighting.

Suddenly, Yoon-suk was in a good position to fight, staring at the green monster without blinking an eye.

I might be surprised if someone who is skilled in fighting saw such a Yun Seok.

I don't know about anything else, but one attitude and one eye are just right.

I thought you said your body wouldn't move in time. ’

Although not until the staff, Yoon-suk's body is shaken with a steady rhythm. He didn't know, but his breathing had changed for a long time.

Short, deep, and quiet in line with the rhythm...

“Get it! Get it! ”

The green creature stops as it takes a big step.

I sensed that Yoon-suk's mood had changed by 180 degrees because he thought it was an easy prey.

However, the green monster wields his fist, regardless of whether it was because of his mood.

Meanwhile, Yoon-suk, who was looking at his fist with open eyes, thought of a blur.

The trajectory of the arm is unnecessarily large.

I think I can avoid it with a slight bend in my lower back.

I didn't know how I could think like that even though I had never fought properly.

However, Yoon-suk followed his instincts.

Whoo-hoo!

A fist passes over the crooked head.

Yoon-suk looks up at the monster with his eyes wide open.

No, I saw the monster's jaw, to be exact.

It may be a temporary illusion, but it looks so bland that only that part shines lightly.

Suddenly, I heard voices.

It's called an uppercut. Do you understand?

When I was in middle school, Kang Hyung-woo made Yoon-suk as a sandbag.

- It's not an arm.

It's been 10 years since we talked...

Then the conversation comes to mind.

No, the scene itself is vivid.

His face is also blurry and the faces of his friends who laughed at him next to him....

The trajectory of his swinging arm.

Motion of the muscles that stain the outside of your clothes.

It regenerates like an imprint on your head.

‘Then you could have been a player. ’

Kang Hyung-Woo learned boxing.

It was a lesson to make Yoon-suk more vicious, but he won an award in the national bodywork in less than a few months.

Funnily enough, Kang Hyung-woo had a gift.

If it weren't for the son of a punitive house, it would have been a great talent to take the road to a fighting world seriously.

- Now, using the backlash of strength...

Kang Hyung-woo like that.

No, Yoon-seok stretches slightly to the waist.

Then the oblique muscle compressed as much as it twisted.

Not only that.

Neck, legs, thighs, etc.

The muscles required for this short gesture were all pulled tightly.

It feels like a whole spring.

Yoon-suk couldn't take it anymore.

- Like this!

Phew!

It was a spotless, clean counter uppercut.