I Thought I Was Bullying a Nobody, But He's a Martial Arts Genius - Chapter 52

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Fighting Genius, Bullied Without Knowing It — Episode 52
[It appears Do Yun has completely lost his composure!]
The commentator’s voice wavered.
Do Yun was throwing punches like a man possessed.
His guard was down.
His chin hung open.
The textbook footwork had vanished.
Instead, his feet hammered the mat as if trying to shatter it.
Bang!
Right Hook.
Bang!
Left Hook.
Kuroda’s guard wavered.
[His signature precision strikes and technique are disappearing! Right now he’s swinging like a street brawler!]
The YouTube live chat erupted.
-Why’s Do Yun like this? He always loses when he gets worked up;
-Ah his eye got scratched, he’s lost it ㅠㅠ This can’t happen!!
-Swinging like that is gonna burn through his stamina
-Isn’t this exactly what Kuroda wants?
-He needs to stay calm please ㅠㅠ
But inside the Octagon, the reality was different.
Kuroda was being pushed back.
True, Do Yun’s punches were crude.
Heavy.
Brutal.
Wild.
But there were no openings.
Or rather, even if there had been, they couldn’t be exploited.
Kuroda extended his left hand.
His fingers spread slightly.
An angle aimed at Do Yun’s eye once more.
Do Yun’s head jerked like an animal’s.
Whoosh.
The fingertips slashed through empty air.
Simultaneously, Do Yun’s forearm swept Kuroda’s wrist away.
Snap!
His right arm came through.
Bang!
Over the guard.
Kuroda’s body slammed into the Steel Cage.
Kuroda clenched his teeth.
This time he dropped his head and drove it forward.
Butting.
Outside the Referee’s sight.
Do Yun’s elbow came down first.
Thud!
Kuroda’s forehead caught against the elbow.
“Tch!”
Do Yun didn’t stop.
Tapping the guard with his left hand.
Demolishing the arm with his right.
Crack! Bang! Crack!
Kuroda tried to laugh.
The corner of his mouth wouldn’t lift properly.
‘What is this.’
He looked at Do Yun before him.
He appeared to have lost his mind.
That’s how it should have been.
Provoke him.
Scratch him.
Gouge at the eyes.
Draw out rage, and the opponent crumbles.
That was how Kuroda won.
Outwardly, a savage beast.
But underneath—something else entirely.
He calculated.
The instant the opponent grew angry.
The instant breathing fractured.
The instant the guard opened.
That’s when he struck.
That was Kuroda’s true weapon.
Fists alone didn’t topple an opponent.
Words.
Fouls.
Expression.
Timing.
All of it was ammunition.
But now.
Do Yun did not crumble.
He raged.
There was no question—he was furious.
Yet his composure held.
If anything, it sharpened.
The calculation wasn’t working.
Kuroda tried to slip left.
Do Yun’s lead foot cut him off first.
He pivoted right instead.
An enormous hook swept across the space.
Whoosh!
Kuroda raised his guard.
Bang!
His forearm drove into his face.
Bone sang.
‘Crazy bastard.’
Kuroda’s eye twitched.
This wasn’t the fist of an excited man.
Violence surrendered to instinct.
But that instinct was trained.
Cling.
Tear.
Press forward.
Cut off the escape route before it exists.
For Kuroda, it was the worst scenario.
Cunning calculation worked.
When the opponent reacted like a human.
But Do Yun right now was not human.
He was a wounded beast.
Kuroda’s gaze flicked to Do Yun’s brow.
Crimson blood dripped.
One drop.
Then another.
Streaking down across the cheekbone, it fell.
Tap.
Blood dotted the Mat.
Kuroda’s eyes narrowed.
‘There it is.’
Do Yun’s fist came again.
Kuroda caught it high on his guard.
Crash!
His arm went numb.
But his eyes were locked on the wound.
That cut above the eye.
That blood.
All he had to do was open it up.
The Ringside Doctor entered again.
The match stopped.
Do Yun’s assault ended with it.
Kuroda clenched his teeth, his back against the Steel Cage.
Do Yun approached again.
A face bleeding from the eyes.
Shoulders lowered and squared.
A bestial stride.
Behind his guard, Kuroda slowly spread his fingers.

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[Aah! The momentum has shifted!]
The Commentators’ voices rose.
[We were worried just moments ago, but now it’s completely reversed!]
[Do Yun is overwhelming Kuroda with a one-sided onslaught!]
Kuroda’s back was pressed against the Steel Cage.
His arms were up.
But defense was all he could manage.
Do Yun’s fists kept raining down.
Bang!
Over the guard.
Bang!
The forearm.
Bang!
The ribs.
The strikes weren’t precise.
But they were heavy.
With each impact, Kuroda’s body shuddered.
The crowd’s jeers cut short.
Gasps of wonder took their place instead.
Do Yun drew his right arm back in a wide arc.
Kuroda’s eyes widened.
A full swing.
A Right Hook.
Whoosh—!
Kuroda raised his guard.
Too late.
Crack!
The fist drove through both guard and face.
Kuroda’s body flew sideways.
Thud!
His back slammed into the Steel Cage.
The Steel Cage shook violently.
Kuroda’s breath caught.
“Nggh!”
In that instant.
Kuroda’s eyes snapped open.
The cage’s recoil.
His body, driven backward, sprang forward again.
Kuroda dropped his head low.
Not a fist.
His head.
His forehead shot toward the gash above Do Yun’s eye.
“Stop!”
Tae Soo shouted from outside the Cage.
Crack!
The Butting connected cleanly.
Do Yun’s head snapped backward.
The split above his eye tore open wider.
Red blood sprayed.
Not a trickle.
A fountain.
Blood drenched half his face.
[No! That was a headbutt!]
[A clear illegal strike! Massive bleeding from Do Yun’s eye area!]
The Referee rushed in.
“St—”
Kuroda’s lips curled upward.
‘I’ve won.’
He was certain of it.
With that much blood, the Ringside Doctor would step in.
It was bleeding that couldn’t be stopped.
Do Yun would scream.
He would hang his head.
The match would be over.
Kuroda lifted his head.
Then he stopped.
Do Yun was looking down at him.
Half his face soaked with blood.
His right eye nearly swollen shut in crimson.
Yet the corner of his mouth was raised.
Stretched wide.
Slowly.
A smile touched with madness.
Something cold drove through Kuroda’s spine.
‘What—?’
Do Yun’s left hand clamped down on Kuroda’s shoulder.
The space to escape vanished.
Just as the Referee was stepping between them.
Do Yun’s right hand rose.
Like an axe.
And fell.
Crack!
It buried itself in Kuroda’s temple.
His head twisted to the side.
His eyes went vacant.
His legs buckled as though all power had been cut.
His body collapsed downward.
In that moment, Do Yun wedged his body beneath Kuroda’s chin.
A low voice drove into Kuroda’s ear.
“Hey.”
Kuroda’s body stiffened.
“Don’t go down just yet.”
Do Yun’s knees bent.
His hips exploded upward.
His right arm drove toward the underside of the jaw.
A ruthless Uppercut.
Crack-!
Kuroda’s jaw snapped skyward.
Blood and Mouthpiece scattered into the air.

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Crack-!
The Uppercut tore through the jaw.
Kuroda’s vision went black.
Darkness.
His body collapsed.
His knees buckled.
But before he could fall completely.
Impact crashed through his skull again.
Flash.
Consciousness snapped back on.
Dim lighting.
Ceiling swaying overhead.
Kuroda’s eyes opened in a daze.
‘What?’
He couldn’t breathe.
Blood flooded his mouth.
‘Why am I looking at the ceiling?’
Sound reached his ears.
Roaring.
Screams.
The Referee’s shouting.
Between them, a low Korean voice cut through.
“You awake?”
Kuroda turned his head down.
A blood-soaked face came into view.
Do Yun.
Half his face glistened red with blood.
Blood still dripped from the corner of his eye.
And he was smiling.
Like a demon.
Kuroda’s eyes widened.
Do Yun’s right shoulder drew back.
“Then let’s continue.”
Right Straight.
Bang!
The fist crushed Kuroda’s face.
His nose compressed.
His lips split open.
His head snapped backward.
The Steel Cage caught his back.
One thought alone drilled into Kuroda’s mind.
‘This man……’
Do Yun came in again.
‘He means to kill me in this ring!’
Before fear could even rise, his left hand erupted.
Crack!
A right hand planted in his jaw.
Bang!
Followed by a Left Hook that smashed his cheekbone.
Thud!
Then another right fist drove into his temple.
Do Yun didn’t stop.
Fists rained down like artillery.
Each one carried crushing weight.
With every impact, Kuroda’s body drove into the Steel Cage before bouncing back.
Each time, Do Yun’s fist met him again.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Kuroda’s guard had crumbled.
His arms wouldn’t rise.
His legs had gone limp.
His eyes had lost focus.
Still, Do Yun kept striking.
Precisely.
Ruthlessly.
Without mercy.
[Do Yun doesn’t stop!]
[Kuroda can’t defend! This is dangerous! The Referee needs to step in!]
The Referee rushed in.
“Stop! Stop it!!”
The Referee’s desperate cry.
But Do Yun didn’t stop—he swung his right hand.
Bang!
Blood erupted into the air.
Kuroda’s Mouthpiece half-dislodged.
His corner screamed.
“Stop!”
“Towel! Towel!”
Do Yun stepped forward one final time.
Kuroda’s jaw hung completely open.
Do Yun’s right hand chambered again.
In that instant.
A white Towel cut through the air.
Flutter.
It was thrown from Kuroda’s corner.
The Towel fell onto the Mat.
At the same moment.
Kuroda’s body collapsed.
Like a sandcastle.
His frame, braced against the Steel Cage, gave way and crumpled to the ground.
Thud!
The Referee shoved Do Yun’s chest.
“Stop! Stop! It’s over!”
Do Yun stepped back.
His fists still raised.
He looked down at Kuroda through bloodied eyes.
Kuroda didn’t move.
His face was drenched in blood.
His arms hung limp.
Even the smile from moments before had vanished.
The Referee crossed both hands.
Match over.
The instant that signal fell.
The Stadium erupted.
The Korean section of supporters exploded.
Team Jugjak’s corner came undone.
Tae Soo gripped the Steel Cage and roared.
“Do Yun!!”
A Yeon covered her mouth with both hands.
Her eyes glistened with tears.
Baek Seojun couldn’t speak.
He only watched Do Yun inside the Cage.
Covered in blood.
Barely able to open one eye.
A man who never fell.
[It’s overrrrrr!!]
The Commentators’ voice cracked.
[Do Yun of Team Jugjak!!]
[Do Yun completely destroys Kuroda!!]
[He becomes the Provisional Champion of the Asia Continental Cup Light Heavyweight Division!!]
The Referee gripped Do Yun’s wrist.
Do Yun breathed heavily.
His chest heaved.
His blood dripped onto the mat.
Plink.
Plink.
Then the Referee’s arm shot up.
Do Yun’s right arm thrust skyward.
[New Provisional Champion! Do! Yun!]
The roar tore through the ceiling.
Do Yun, his face streaked with blood, glanced down at Kuroda once more.
Then he turned his head slowly.
Beyond the Steel Cage.
His eyes met Baek Seojun’s.
Do Yun lifted the corners of his blood-smeared mouth.
No words came.
But Baek Seojun understood.
Your turn is next.

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