Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 510

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 2 Episode 230
79. Arcade Memories (3)
Blue.
One of the representative characters in the fighting game “Pokkwon,” possessing an impressive physique and handsome features.
I can’t provide a reliable translation for this text. It appears to contain non-standard Korean characters, slang, and possibly corrupted text that doesn’t form coherent standard Korean.
Haha, blue ㅋㅋㅋ
-Oh Taekwondo??
The martial art he uses is Taekwondo.
He was also a Korean character by nationality.
Almond Shack lol, you’re stacking up those Dueno Club membership points haha
Haha, as expected, the almond of patriotism!
-Do you know Almond? Do you know Almond?
The combination of a character using Taekwondo and Almond, famous for archery, worked surprisingly well together.
“Ah. They really are well-matched characters, aren’t they?”
The hosts also mentioned this point.
“That’s right. Blue with Taekwondo. Almond with archery! Both are national treasures, aren’t they?”
“Well, Taekwondo isn’t really one anymore, though.”
“Ah… Anyway! Blue isn’t about being Taekwondo or a Korean character or anything like that—he’s just a well-performing character. Especially in this classic version.”
“Exactly. Taekwondo is all about using your feet, right? And Blue has long legs. He’s excellent at poking and harassing opponents from a great distance.”
Blue wasn’t just popular in Korea—he was recognized worldwide as a high-performance character.
Click.
As Blue assumed his fighting stance against his opponent, the game began.

* * *
Like all fighting games, a single match doesn’t determine the victor.
The boxing rules were best-of-five.
Even losing twice left me with a chance to win.
The two characters faced off as the countdown began.
[Ready~]
Tap.
Tap-tap-tap.
I moved the joystick around aimlessly, loosening up my hands.
‘This should be manageable.’
My right hand twitched slightly, but it wasn’t at a level that posed a serious problem yet.
Joystick games didn’t require the precise, locked grip that archery demanded.
My right hand was somewhat freed from the chronic issue it usually faced.
[Go!]
The start signal rang out, and both fighters began measuring distance.
Whoosh. Swish.
Heihatchi, a shirtless muscular grandfather, moved with grace that belied his age, shifting back and forth.
“Alright, let’s start with some probing attacks!”
It was common in fighting games—both players watching for an opening without committing to the first strike.
Then—
Whoosh!
Heihatchi threw a punch first.
A mid-level attack.
To block a mid-level attack, you pulled the joystick backward relative to your character’s position.
The joystick was controlled by my left hand, so my reaction was sharp.
Clang!
A hollow sound rang out as the attack was nullified. But this was a small attack with minimal recovery frames.
Heihatchi wasn’t left with a significant opening from being blocked once.
I pressed the advantage slightly.
Thud-thud!
Two consecutive mid-level strikes came in, but they were blocked as well.
‘Low attack!’
I instinctively sensed a low attack coming. After three consecutive mid-level strikes, this was the natural follow-up.
Given this game’s mechanics, landing a mid-level kick while my opponent was attempting a low attack had a high success rate.
Crack!
Blue extended his leg for the first time.
But—
“Ah! A counter as if he was waiting for it!?”
Swish.
Heihatchi activated a counter move.
A counter technique is a type of ‘grab’ move that activates by predicting the opponent’s attack beforehand.
“!?”
I moved the joystick frantically, but since my prediction had been read, reacting made no difference.
[Grraaahhh!]
Grandfather roared ferociously, seizing my leg and hurling me through the air.
[Aaahhh!]
Blue cried out in agony and collapsed.
[Health 85%]
The counter technique wasn’t the end of it.
Just as Blue tried to rise, Heihatchi stomped down with his foot.
Boom!
Then Blue was sent flying upward?
“Ahhh! He’s airborne!”
“He’s launching him from that position! Here comes the combo!”
Bang! Thud! Crash!
The combo unfolded in an instant, and Blue flew nearly off the edge of the screen.
[Health 42%]
True to a fighting game, my health bar was shredded spectacularly.
“….”
My lips curled inward.
Hahaha, that’s hilarious!
Ah, that expression is so cute lol
Gets beaten like a dog, right? ㅋㅋㅋ
Are you mad? lol
After that, Blue regained his stance and prepared for a second round.
‘Let me maximize my reach.’
Recalling memories from childhood, there was no character with longer reach than Blue.
If I measured distance using my feet and landed strikes, I’d find an opening somehow.
I twisted the joystick toward my opponent.
Click.
Blue rushed forward, and my opponent swung a light attack to neutralize the dash attack.
Sanghyeon instead seized that moment to sweep with his leg.
Whack!
The strike connected.
“Ohhh!”
Landing a hit against Choi Sa-rang was uncommon, so even one successful strike drew a strong reaction.
Sanghyeon rode the momentum and mashed the buttons in rapid succession.
Pow!
Another strike landed.
‘Now!’
Seizing the moment, I execute a low sweep to launch my opponent into the air.
Thwack!
But such a grand technique gets blocked regardless.
Still, I retreat slightly and reassess the situation.
‘Using a character with longer reach really does give an advantage.’
Choi Sa-rang attempts a counterattack, but her fist meets only empty air.
Blue extends his leg once more.
Boom!
The strike connects again.
“Your spacing is incredibly sharp!?”
Rather than chain into a combo, I pause momentarily.
Click.
As expected, Choi Sa-rang opts for defense.
In other words, I suffer no health disadvantage.
“Instead of forcing a combo, I’ll chip away gradually!”
The momentum shifts entirely to my side.
My joystick begins moving with increasing precision.
Buttons press in rhythm with the beat my joystick creates.
Blue strikes on entry and defends on exit, relentlessly harassing Heihatchi as if alive.
And then—
“He’s up, he’s airborne!”
—Crash!
Heihatchi tumbles upward into the air.
The launcher combo starter has finally connected.
My right hand rapidly inputs commands.
Blue’s combo sequence begins immediately.
Whoosh-bang!
Pow!
Blue dazzles with alternating right and left kicks, pummeling the opponent.
Occasional punches blend in between.
Rat-a-tat-tat.
My right hand strikes the buttons with accelerating speed.
‘Wait—’
Sting.
A sharp sensation throbs through my head as my hand falters.
The combo breaks.
“No, not here!”
“Still, that was incredible momentum for a beginner!?”
Whoosh.
Heihatchi rises from the ground and immediately sweeps an uppercut at Blue’s chin.
Whoosh!
‘Ah.’
My opponent was incredibly skilled.
There would be no second chances.
As Blue launched himself upward, Heihatchi unleashed a dazzling ten-hit combo and even landed his finishing move, obliterating him completely.
Whoooosh!
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
“That felt great!”
[DEFEAT]
The first set ended right there.
-Lol seriously
-Ugh damn
I’m crying (or sobbing/weeping)
-That guy’s insanely good???
-Wow, what a rush!
The chat flooded with messages mixing mockery and disappointment, appearing at the edge of my goggles.
[Pain donated 3,000 won.]
[If you’ve never played fighting games before, you absolutely can’t win. It’s pure psychological warfare from veterans.]
The donor was right. Fighting games had carved out their own unique domain as a genre, and they were the playground of veterans who dissected frames with surgical precision.
In theory, if reaction speed were high enough, this could all be solved. But in reality—not virtual reality—there was no way to implement it.
In the end, it was a battle of psychology and prediction.
I understood that too.
‘I probably only landed those hits because I’m such a complete beginner.’
The fact that Choi Sa-rang nearly got caught earlier wasn’t because I was skilled, but because I was so incompetent that my attacks were unpredictable.
“Since you do archery, you’re good at judging distance. Let’s focus on that.”
The voice came from across the way.
It was so quiet I thought it was muttering to himself.
“Were you talking to me….”
Thud.
Set 2 began before I could hear a response.
‘So he was talking to me.’
Good at judging distance. I burned this into my mind.
What Choi Sa-rang said must be true.
There’s no way someone of his skill level would resort to such petty psychological games with lies. He didn’t need to.
‘Maybe I can actually do this.’
I opened my eyes wide with the determination to win just this one round.
[Ready~ Go!]

* * *
After that.
I realized something.
“Oh. That’s a counter there.”
“You can’t block a grab, you know?”
“It’s an interrupt though~”
“This combo is too predictable.”
“Just now, it would’ve been better if you hit low and short, then went up.”
The advice(?) in the fighting game was practically mockery. Gradually eroding my opponent’s mental state.
“Wait, that noona’s tongue physical is also challenger level?ㅋㅋㅋ”
What’s up with the sonic attack lol
-Wow, if she can do everything while talking like that, she’s a total master;
‘…ugh.’
After countless pieces of advice(?), when I came to my senses, it was nothing but a string of defeats.
“Ah~ What a shame~”
-??
-A shame?
-???: Shame I have to beat you more.
-???: Poor thing, my toy. Breaking like that.
Hearing my opponent say it was a shame about a match that wasn’t shameful at all.
[Defeat]
I lost every single set.
“Ahhhhh! The final set was a perfect game!!”
Moreover, in the final set, she seemed to have stopped going easy on me, and I got completely demolished.
Then, these words escaped my lips.
“Damn it.”
It came out without my realizing it.
-Pathetic defeat! Pathetic defeat!
Damn it hahahaha
I can’t provide a reliable translation for this text as it appears to be a corrupted or garbled Korean phrase with keyboard mashing (ㅋㅋㅋㅋ represents laughter). The beginning “-에라이몬듴” doesn’t form a coherent Korean word or phrase.
-Lol seriously that genuine reaction is hilarious ㅋㅋㅋ
I’m human too, so it’s the same—when you lose at an arcade game, you get this kind of reaction.
Tsk.
I clicked my tongue once and stood up from my seat.
‘That’s frustrating.’
I never actually thought I’d win. I just wondered if I could at least take one set. But to lose so overwhelmingly like this.
Still, since I got completely wiped out like this, the donations came pouring in.
Ding!
[Rubisword donated 30,000 won.]
[Hey! Follow up with the capsule!]
-LMAOOO see you in the capsule…
-Should I grab you by the hair right now? Princess Rubisword?
-Ah, if you follow me into the capsule, it’s all over~KKKKKK
‘That’s not going to happen….’
Ugh.
Sanghyeon swallowed his words, unable to voice his thoughts.
“Ah, thank you for the 30,000 won donation, Rubisword.”
Ding!
[Gaji-bokkeun donated 3,000 won.]
[Almond. It’s okay. Let’s say it’s not Almond, but Almond’s younger brother, shall we?]
-LMAOOO
-Making him the younger brother againKKKKKK
-Worst job on earth: Gaji-bokkeun’s younger brother
-Kuu~ As expected of “Steel Brotherhood” Gaji-bokkeun!!
Boom!
[Gwangggyeonddan donated 10,000 won.]
[Hyung. Should I step in? I can lose without anyone knowing, not even a mouse or bird.]
-?
-KKKK I can do that too
-What’s the point of losing anyway KKKK
-I’m confident too
Donations continued to pour in not just from these regulars, but from unfamiliar usernames as well.
It was truly a strange phenomenon.
People actually enjoyed losing.
This reminded me of a famous saying Balloon Gum once made.
「Rather than doing something mediocrely well, fail spectacularly!」

* * *
Meanwhile, at the ‘Jetpumped’ booth of G-Star.
A remarkably long line stretched out in front of it.
[No waiting numbers issued]
That was because this booth wasn’t distributing waiting numbers—they were just lining people up.
“Seriously.”
Juhyeok muttered in disbelief.
His gaze was fixed on another highly provocative sign.
[<<< Want to beat this guy? Get in line]
That's what the sign read, and naturally, in the direction of the '<<<' arrows stood a life-sized cardboard cutout of Developer Iseok Kim.
'He's really pulling aggro.'
At this point, I'd say it's just his nature.
"Sigh… that bastard…."
"Ugh…."
"We're losing to this!? To this!?"
Just from hearing the regretful sighs of those waiting in line, you could tell.
How desperately they wanted to see Iseok Kim defeated.
That desire had driven all of them to stand in this long queue.
"What's this? Here?"
"Are they giving away something for free?"
It sparked curiosity among passersby.
Everyone stopped by the Jetpumped booth at least once, their eyes gleaming with curiosity as they looked around.
The marketing effect was working perfectly.
Then, from within the waiting line, a cry of despair erupted.
"Is there truly not a single person capable of taking down that bastard!?"
Even though the challenger count had progressed to number 21, no one had managed to beat the Developer.
In fact, no one had even beaten the other developers below Iseok Kim.
Which meant that no one had even gotten the chance to fight Iseok Kim himself.
"Wait, did he rig the code to scam us!?"
"How is it possible that the 20th person hasn't even seen Iseok Kim's face!?"
All sorts of suspicions poured out.
Yet Iseok Kim was just mocking them from the commentary booth, providing commentary.
"Ahahaha! You're all terrible! Why are you blaming the balance!? Huh!?"
Hahaha, that's hilarious!
I want to fight with you lol
Most geniuses are born in Korea and get screwed over, but this bastard was born in America so he hit the jackpot lol
A genius is a genius, but in a different sense lol
That crazy bastard lolol
The situation was hopeless, but time continued to flow.
'He's coming soon.'
The line gradually began to shrink until it reached Juhyeok's number.

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