Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

The gamer who sent a match request to Hae-rang.

As expected, it was ‘Joint’.

‘Seems like he was waiting more desperately than I thought.’

A warm breeze blew across Hae-rang’s sharp lips.

It hadn’t even been 30 minutes since he started Story Mode.

Since Joint might be focused on another game, he had planned to wait leisurely for a couple of hours.

But the match request had already come flying in.

“Why are you only logging in now! And why didn’t you accept my friend request!”

As soon as he pressed the match accept button, Joint raised his voice.

-Hahahahaha looks like someone’s really worked up

-Don’t..raise your voice Joint..you look weak

-Looking at how fast he came running, seems like he set up notifications??

-So, who’s the streamer and who’s the fan now?

-The rumor that he got wrecked that day and couldn’t sleep all night seems true?

-That’s understandable ㅠㅠ There have been several mocking posts about it in fighting game communities ㅠㅠ

However, unlike the extremely excited Joint, Hae-rang’s reaction was as cold and dull as a stone statue.

“I didn’t know how to do it.”

“Didn’t know how to do what?”

“Accept friends. I didn’t even know a friend request came.”

“This…!”

At that nonchalant answer, Joint gritted his teeth, and the Chat Window erupted hotly.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Look at that indifferent response lol ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Pathetic, Joint. Following around like a stalker just because you lost one game

-At this point, isn’t he a broadcasting genius? The game hasn’t even started yet but he’s got them wrapped around his finger with just a few words lol

“Ugh! Whatever! Just hurry up and pick!”

Joint roughly moved his cursor and selected ‘Monda’.

A build as large as Zangief’s.

A completely bare upper body.

But unlike the muscular Zangief, ‘Monda’ looked quite plump.

-Monda? Monda?

-Wow. He picked an extreme counter character.

-Joint. You’ve really hit rock bottom.

-Is it even possible to beat Monda with Zangief?

-Heh. Even when hunting rabbits, tigers give their all.

-Tiger my ass lmaooooooo there are tigers that got their asses kicked fighting rabbits?

-Criticism is temporary but victory is eternal. Something like that?

Hae-rang observed the Chat Window’s reaction.

The matchup between Zangief and Monda could be confirmed just by looking at the chat content.

‘Definitely…’

The most troublesome champion when progressing through Story Mode was ‘Monda’.

His strength didn’t fall behind Zangief’s, while his skills were diverse and highly versatile.

A character with many tools, unlike Zangief who only thinks about getting close and grabbing.

Hae-rang’s choice in response to this was,

-Zangief! As expected!

-Ah, this is really tough. It’ll be several times harder than Kyle before?

-A Zangief-only life. It’s a difficult path unless you’re quite the deviant.

-If it’s a concept, it’s persistent, and if it’s serious, that’s scary in its own way.

-This room is nice because there’s no ㅇㅅㅇ.

-What can you do. Once a thief, always a thief. He’s only tried Zangief

-This is seriously insane. I mean, even if Street Fighter doesn’t have that many characters, how do you play only Zangief from start to finish? lololol

Hae-rang calmly prepared for the game.

Meanwhile, Joint was running his mouth nonstop even before the match started.

“Shut up! I need to win first and see. Do you know how much ridicule I’ve endured for two days?”

“Whatever character I win with, you’re going to say something anyway!”

“Acting like you’re cheering on the surface, but who doesn’t know you want me to lose?”

Words directed at his own viewers, not his match opponent.

Hae-rang could understand Joint’s feelings one hundred percent.

‘Once damaged, honor is hard to restore.’

Hae-rang recalled his previous life.

At the age of ten, he had completely destroyed the Weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings.

The age difference was threefold, and the period of martial arts training was tenfold.

The criticism, contempt, and mockery that poured onto the Weakest at that time was unspeakable.

Eventually, the Weakest declared secluded training and left after giving up all positions.

“I understand.”

“What?”

“The higher you climb, the greater the fall. That’s what defeat against the weak means.”

“Are you mocking me right now?”

The moment Joint’s face twisted savagely, the game signal rang out.

【Round One! Fight!】

“I’ll smash you to pieces!”

There was no need to test the waters or anything.

Joint’s chosen ‘Monda’ quickly approached.

Hae-rang observed Joint’s movements with indifferent eyes.

Kiiiiing!

Meanwhile, drawing upon the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

“Huhuhuhuhut!”

As he approached to a certain distance, ‘Monda’ exhaled and quickly extended one arm.

Reactions like sighs burst forth in Hae-rang’s chat window.

-There it is! Hundred Flower Palm Hand!

-Shit, he’s really using it! Dirty, so dirty!

-Did… did you really have to win like this to feel satisfied!

‘Monda’s’ main technique, the so-called ‘cheap skill’ Hundred Flower Palm Hand.

A skill that extends arms continuously, unleashing wave-like attacks on enemies within range.

“Huhuhuhut!”

There’s not even a time limit on using the skill.

Unless Joint gets tired and lowers his hands, the skill continues forever.

-Wrong. Zangief has nothing that can win in priority.

-What a sneaky bastard. A gamer who was even on the national team comes to Street Fighting and uses huhuhuhut?

-Even elementary kids can use the Hundred Flower Palm technique lol there’s no dignity or class to it at all

-He could lose once, who the hell made Joint like this?

-Zangief’s hitbox is already huge as hell. Is there a way to overcome this?

-Just wait a bit. Gwanjong Cheonma will probably grab a chair and go find Joint’s house to swing a chair shot

Even Hae-rang’s viewers seemed to think this time would be difficult.

The suffocatingly slow pressure of the Hundred Flower Palm Hand.

Hae-rang’s choice was evasion.

Leap!

Zangief jumped backward with his heavy body.

He could have guarded, but since Hundred Flower Palm Hand is a regular skill, damage accumulates even when blocked.

‘What will you do, Hae-rang?’

Choi Gang-sik, who was handling manager duties, gulped.

The decision to create distance was rational.

But the space in Street Fighting is finite.

If you keep backing away, you’ll eventually be blocked by an invisible wall.

Hesitation.

Just like now.

Zangief’s movement, which had been continuously jumping backward, stopped.

He instinctively realized he could go no further back.

“Hahahaha! Don’t you know that because you’re a newbie? Huthuthuthut!”

Confirming he was blocked by the wall, Joint advanced forward energetically.

Even from Joint’s own (?) chat window, jeers erupted, but he didn’t care.

‘Even if you roll around in a dung field, winning first is what matters.’

Joint knew all too well that securing even a handful of practical benefit was the priority.

“There’s nowhere left to run! Huthuthut! Huthuthut!”

A dazzling speed invisible to the eye.

It was a moment where the skill name of blooming flowers with palms was perfectly fitting.

However,

Kiiiiing!

Someone could see it.

Each and every attack that Hundred Flower Palm Hand unleashed.

Thwack!

An ordinary heavy punch.

Zangief’s basic attack, the heavy punch, hit ‘Monda’s’ temple precisely.

It was an extremely simple attack mechanism, but its aftermath was greater than a tornado.

-????????????

-What? Heavy punch won?

-How did he do that? How did Hundred Flower Palm Hand lose in priority?

-He just threw a punch and beat a skill’s priority?

-Did Joint stop the skill?

-Hahahahahaha did you quit because it was too hard?

-No way. He was still using the skill. I saw it!

“This…!”

If even the watching viewers were shocked.

How much more so for Joint, the person involved.

He had only been thinking about turning cornered Hae-rang into mush.

But the one whose nose was actually bleeding was himself.

‘Again. That damn vibration again…!’

Joint recalled the memory of that day.

That terrible vibration when he took a hit from Gwanjong Cheonma.

That moment of hesitation created the worst possible situation for Joint.

Grab!

“Ah…!”

Tornado Driver.

Heaven and earth intersect, and soon his vision spins like a spiral.

With the sensation of his body floating, when he opens his closed eyes, he finds himself one with the clouds.

Peaceful and comfortable.

But Joint’s complexion had turned deathly pale.

He sensed the hell that would come after this brief moment of comfort.

Crash!

Joint was slammed into the ground, dragged by Zangief’s body.

Just like the afterimage of the shockwave that erupted from the ground, Joint’s gauge bar was deeply cut away.

-Wow!

-Ugh! Even watching makes me hurt.

-Honestly if I had wet myself that would’ve been legendary lmaooooooo

-Maybe it’s because the character is Zangief and Blanka, but it looks like double gravity is applied ㄷㄷ

-Is Joint alive? Didn’t he get Anti-Shocked like last time?

Fortunately, Joint didn’t log out.

However, he thought logging out might have been better.

“Ughhhhh!”

His whole body trembled from the intense vibration transmitted through his throat.

Even the latest games pursuing extreme reality don’t deliver this level of impact.

But the real hell was just beginning.

Pause.

“Ah…!”

Joint, who had been unconsciously backing away, felt his heart sink.

After the Tornado Driver skill is used, the positions of the two players switch.

That meant,

“The wall…!”

The one trapped by the invisible wall had become Joint.

Step, step.

‘Monda’ was stuck in a place where he could no longer escape.

Zangief slowly walked toward him.

Expressionlessly.

With the face of someone handling the day’s assigned work.

“D-don’t come! Wohohoho!”

Joint pulled out Hundred Flower Palm Hand once again.

Jeers of ‘Is that the only technique you have?’ erupted.

But for him, it was an appropriate judgment.

Hundred Flower Palm Hand was used not only to pressure opponents, but was also a useful skill to prevent enemies from approaching.

Because if they carelessly reached out, the enemy would get hurt instead due to its superior priority.

Smack!

However, this time too, the one getting hurt was Joint.

“Ughhh!”

Before he knew it, ‘Monda’s’ eyes had become black eyes.

It meant less than one-third of his health bar remained.

But the health bar wasn’t what mattered.

“H-how!”

Monda, who had become a panda, asked urgently.

“How did you do that?”

“What do you mean?”

“How did you break through Hundred Flower Palm Hand! This skill has no openings…!”

“I could see them though.”

“What?”

Joint was left speechless.

It was an answer he could never have imagined.

“There are gaps between the Hundred Flower Palm Hand. I just threw my punch at that moment.”

“D-don’t be ridiculous! I’ve never heard of there being gaps in Hundred Flower Palm Hand’s priority…!”

Bang!

“Keh! This is impossible…!”

Bang!

Joint, cornered, desperately reached out his hands.

His frantic struggling was visible from outside the capsule, not just in-game.

However,

Bang!

Three light punches.

The remaining gauge bar disappeared with three light punches, and ‘Honda’s’ body flew through the air.

【K.O.!】

【Zangief WIN!】

-Wow! He really won!

-Gwanjong Cheonma! Is he a god?

-Mom! When I grow up, I want to be Gwanjong Cheonma!Mom! When I grow up, I want to be Gwanjong Cheonma!Mom! When I grow up, I want to be Gwanjong Cheonma!

-How did he really do it. How can Zangief beat Honda?

-Even more humiliating than last time ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ At least Kyle has the excuse of being overpowered

Naturally, Hae-rang’s chat window was in chaos too.

Some even sent donations.

【A viewer has donated 1,000 won!】

【How did you break through Hundred Flower Palm Hand?】

While preparing for the next round, Hae-rang slowly rolled his neck.

“I just… saw an opening.”

-Opening? Where’s the opening in Hundred Flower Palm Hand

-Doesn’t it have hit detection from start to finish?

-In a ten-year-old veteran game, there’s still more to discover?

“The technique seems to flow endlessly, but there are gaps between the set patterns.”

Hae-rang answered casually, but from the viewers’ perspective, it was mind-blowing.

-That would require frame-perfect timing, wouldn’t it?

-What kind of nonsense are you talking about ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Just say you hacked instead

-Seeing it is one thing, but how do you explain hitting the timing perfectly?

“Well.”

Hae-rang brought his clenched fist up in front of his face.

“That’s why fundamentals are important, don’t you think.”

-Wow, damn. Sounds like a famous quote.

-Hahahahaha this was practice for a strong hand!

-Highly trained heavy and light punches are indistinguishable from special moves!

Beyond Hae-rang’s clenched fist, Honda’s crumpled face was visible.

Joint had tried to win using the so-called ‘Cheap Shot’ skill.

He tried to somehow pick up his pride that had fallen to the ground and become rags,

Thud!

Crack!

Bang!

No matter which champion he chose, he couldn’t beat Gwanjong Cheonma.

He even tried fighting with boss characters, but the result was,

-10 pulls lolololololololololol

-What’s today’s date? At this point we should designate it as fighting game anniversary day lol

-Even perfect games keep not happening? Damn damn damn damn damn

A shocking 10-game losing streak.

Joint, who had once made it to the national team, was utterly destroyed by a newbie who created his account this week.

“Th… This…!”

Seeing Joint’s crumbling expression, Gwanjong Cheonma’s manager,

Choi Gang-sik clenched his fists.

‘Perfect.’

Judging by his expression, the words they had been waiting for were about to burst out.

Sure enough.

Soon, shocking words came out of him.

“You! Follow me to Iron Fist!”

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