I Thought I Was Bullying a Nobody, But He's a Martial Arts Genius - Chapter 60

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Unaware He’s a Fighting Genius, He’s Bullied – Episode 060
Bang—!!
Baek Seojun’s back slammed against the mat.
Air rushed out of his lungs.
“Gasp—!”
Beyond the Steel Cage.
Do Yun brought the Steel Cage down hard.
Bang!
“Damn it!”
His eyes narrowed with fury.
“That old bastard planned this from the start!”
A Yeon’s face turned rigid.
Tae Soo gripped the Steel Cage with both hands.
“Seojun!”
Ryu Tae Hwan didn’t move.
Only his eyes turned cold and still.
“First Round: observation.”
Do Yun clenched his teeth.
Ryu Tae Hwan’s voice was low.
“Second Round: bombardment.”
Inside the Cage.
Lee Sung Jun was mounted on top of Seojun’s torso.
His knees sat low and tight.
His weight was immense.
His head pressed against Seojun’s chin.
Ryu Tae Hwan spoke.
“And from Round Three onward, drag him to the Ground and grind away his stamina.”
Veins bulged across Do Yun’s knuckles.
Ryu Tae Hwan added curtly.
“He walked straight into the trap.”
Do Yun pressed himself against the Steel Cage.
His voice cracked.
“Baek Seojun!”
That roar pierced Seojun’s ears.
“Get out of there no matter what!”
Lee Sung Jun’s shoulder crushed down against Seojun’s jaw.
His vision narrowed.
His breath caught halfway.
“I’m going to drain every ounce of your stamina!”
Seojun drove his arm forward.
Beneath Lee Sung Jun’s neck.
Frame.
He pushed.
But nothing gave.
Lee Sung Jun felt like solid rock.
Seojun twisted his hips.
Left.
He didn’t slip free.
Right.
Lee Sung Jun’s knee came along with him.
His body crushed down again.
Thud.
His ribs cracked against the mat.
“Choke—!”
Lee Sung Jun’s breath touched his ear.
Steady.
Utterly unlike Seojun’s.
Seojun tried to stretch his feet toward the Steel Cage.
Wall Walk.
He’d practiced it hundreds of times in training.
His sole found the fence.
In that instant, Lee Sung Jun’s hand locked down his ankle.
Baek Seojun’s leg came crashing onto the Mat.
Thud.
Short Pounding strikes.
Over the Guard.
Bang.
Another one landed.
His forearm drove into Seojun’s face.
Baek Seojun clenched his teeth.
He twisted his body.
Pulling his hips back.
Threading his knee in.
Trying to establish a Half Guard, anything.
Lee Sung Jun’s thigh blocked the way.
Weight settled down hard.
His breath came shorter still.
‘He’s so heavy.’
Seojun’s fingertips raked the Mat.
‘How is he….’
Lee Sung Jun looked down at him.
His face was impassive.
His chest crushed Seojun’s chest.
His shoulder drove into Seojun’s jaw.
His elbow sealed off any escape.
He said it to himself, quietly.
‘Useless.’
Seojun tried the Bridge again.
His back arched.
The Mat shuddered.
Lee Sung Jun’s center never shifted.
‘After my Rebound, I’ve already outgrown the Featherweight class.’
Lee Sung Jun’s elbow dropped away.
Crack!
Seojun’s Guard wavered at the temple.
Crack!
There was no room to breathe.
‘This isn’t weight that technique alone can hold.’
Lee Sung Jun pinned one of Seojun’s arms, deadening it.
He drove the other arm up and over Seojun’s head.
‘This is weight class.’
Seojun’s eyes widened.
His body opened.
A shadow dropped from above.
Lee Sung Jun’s right arm.
A short, heavy Pounding strike.
Smash!
Impact exploded through his Guard.
Seojun’s head snapped against the Mat.
The Audience seating erupted.
[Ah! The Champion’s Top Control! Baek Seojun is completely pinned!]
Do Yun shouted.
“Get your arm in underneath! Frame it up!”
A Yeon’s voice cut through as well.
“The fence! Find the fence!”
Baek Seojun swallowed hard.
He tasted blood.
His jaw throbbed.
But his eyes didn’t close.
Lee Sung Jun’s shoulder.
Wrist.
Hips.
Knees.
He’d seen them all.
His body was pinned.
But his eyes were still alive.
* * *
Lee Sung Jun dropped his weight lower.
Chest crushed against chest.
Shoulder driving into the jaw.
Elbow deadening Baek Seojun’s arm.
Perfect Top Control.
There was no way out.
That’s what it should have looked like.
In that instant.
Beneath him, Baek Seojun’s back began to writhe.
The Mat scraped.
Screech.
Baek Seojun’s toes found purchase on the ground.
His calf swelled with tension.
Sinew stood out along his thigh.
He twisted his upper body.
Swept across the Mat.
One hand’s breadth.
Another.
Lee Sung Jun’s eyes widened for the first time.
‘What kind of strength is this?’
He pressed more weight down.
Drove his shoulder deeper.
Dropped his hips lower.
Baek Seojun’s body was crushed beneath him.
But it didn’t stop.
Writhe.
Writhe.
A movement like an insect crawling.
But the force was no insect’s.
It felt like reinforced steel pushing up from beneath the Mat.
Baek Seojun’s fingertips found the Steel Cage.
Not quite there yet.
Lee Sung Jun raised his elbow.
Thwack!
A short Elbow Strike.
Baek Seojun’s Guard caved into his face.
Another one.
Crack!
Beside the temple.
Blood sprayed.
Baek Seojun twisted his head.
The clean strike missed.
Only skin split open.
The smell of the Mat rushed through his mind.
The Gymnasium floor.
Ragged breathing.
Upper weight class sparring partners.
Park Yeon Sung’s pressure.
Thick arms.
Heavy chest.
Pinned like this, breath wouldn’t come.
‘Again.’
Do Yun’s voice.
‘Again.’
Ryu Tae Hwan’s low command.
‘Feet first.’
Dozens of times.
Hundreds of times.
Pinned down.
Driven back.
Crushed beneath.
He crawled forward.
Those drops of sweat he’d shed then had become movement now.
Baek Seojun bent his knees—just barely.
His toes pressed the Mat.
His hips angled wrong.
His pelvis slipped free.
A fraction more.
Lee Sung Jun’s brow tightened.
He pressed down on Seojun’s head.
Tried to drag him back to center.
Seojun’s back muscles swelled.
Sweat burst from his skin.
It ran down the nape of his neck and streaked the Mat.
The slick surface opened a gap instead.
Seojun drove his body through it.
The Steel Cage drew near.
Lee Sung Jun’s elbow released again.
Bang!
Over the Guard.
Thwack!
Along his cheek.
Crack!
His ribs.
The dull impact buried itself in the Cage.
The roar from the Audience seating faded away.
All that remained was the sound of strikes.
Breath.
The Mat scraping beneath them.
Do Yun seized the Steel Cage and shouted.
“Keep your eyes open! Let it flow through!”
Ryu Tae Hwan’s voice followed instantly.
“Tuck your arms! Hide your chin!”
Seojun narrowed his arms.
His elbows cradled his face.
His chin tucked behind his shoulders.
Lee Sung Jun’s fist came down.
Thwack!
The impact traveled through his arm and dissipated.
The Elbow Strike bounced off.
Crack!
Seojun twisted his head the other way.
The killing blow glanced past.
Blood sprayed, but his eyes remained sharp.
Lee Sung Jun gritted his teeth.
He wrenched at Seojun’s waist.
Muscle and will trying to drag him back to center.
The Steel Cage pressed against Seojun’s back.
Clang.
First his shoulder.
Then his back.
At last, his spine drove hard against the cage.
Seojun exhaled sharply.
He planted his feet against the fence.
Lee Sung Jun pressed down immediately.
“Not happening.”
His voice low and flat.
The Champion’s hands shoved against Baek Seojun’s knee.
He was trying to drive the leg back down to the mat.
Baek Seojun held firm.
His thigh trembled.
The muscle in his calf tore.
His sole scraped against the Steel Cage.
Screech.
Lee Sung Jun pressed his forehead down hard into Baek Seojun’s chin.
Baek Seojun drove his elbow up against the Champion’s neck.
Bang!
Lee Sung Jun’s fist fell away again.
Baek Seojun’s head cracked against the Steel Cage.
Clang!
Still his grip didn’t break.
One arm was Frame.
One arm was Underhook.
One knee drove through between Lee Sung Jun’s ribs.
A body trying to rise.
A weight pulling it down.
Two forces collided in front of the Steel Cage.
Sweat streamed across the mat.
Blood mixed with it.
Baek Seojun’s feet stamped against the fence again.
Tap.
Lee Sung Jun’s shoulder burrowed in deeper.
Their bodies tangled like mud, rose, collapsed, rose again.
* * *
Locked together, they swayed.
Lee Sung Jun pulled down.
Baek Seojun pushed up.
His sole raked the fence.
Screech.
Baek Seojun’s knee planted.
His hips rose.
Lee Sung Jun’s shoulder pressed against his pelvis again.
Bang!
Baek Seojun’s back slammed into the Steel Cage.
He still didn’t go down.
Time remaining.
One minute.
Baek Seojun’s hand drove up beneath Lee Sung Jun’s chin.
His forearm swelled.
Veins bulged.
His thigh quaked.
One more.
A strangled gasp.
Baek Seojun twisted his body.
Lee Sung Jun’s pressure tore apart.
Clang!
Space opened between Baek Seojun’s back and the Steel Cage.
His foot slipped through the gap.
Left foot.
Right foot.
Both feet planted on the mat.
Do Yun gripped the fence.
“That’s it!”
His fist cut through empty air.
“That’s it, Baek Seojun!”
The Audience seating erupted moments later.
[Remarkable!]
[Baek Seojun has escaped from the Champion’s Ground control!]
[Until now, no fighter has ever escaped after being dragged into an All-rounder Champion’s Ground!]
Seojun swallowed hard.
His chest heaved.
His legs felt heavy.
His arms had gone rigid as lead.
But he remained standing.
Lee Sung Jun stepped back a single pace.
His expression didn’t change.
He showed no surprise.
He came forward again immediately.
Snap!
A jab drove into Seojun’s Guard.
Thud!
The Right Straight followed, crashing against his Guard again.
Crack!
The final shot in the Combination was a kick.
The thigh where the kick landed flushed crimson.
Seojun drew his Guard up tight.
His eyes alone remained open.
Left.
Right.
Torso.
Legs.
The Champion’s Combination never stopped.
Snap! Thud! Crack!
Seojun blocked.
Slipped.
Gave ground.
[He escaped, but the stamina cost was enormous!]
[Lee Sung Jun maintains the pressure immediately! This is a Champion!]
Thirty seconds remained.
Lee Sung Jun’s left hand came at his face.
Seojun raised his Guard.
Snap!
Over the Guard.
Immediately the Right Straight.
Thud!
Seojun’s arm wavered.
Lee Sung Jun’s foot controlled the outside.
Seojun’s escape route closed off.
Ten seconds left.
Lee Sung Jun’s shoulder dipped low.
Seojun tucked his chin.
Then it came.
A Left Hook descended in an arc.
Snap—!
The abdomen.
Straight to the liver.
Seojun’s breath caught.
White light flooded his vision.
“……!”
His Guard dropped away.
Lee Sung Jun’s eyes flashed.
‘Got him.’
Watching from ringside, Do Yun’s face went rigid.
“No!”
The water bottle slipped from A Yeon’s hands.
Ryu Tae Hwan stepped forward for the first time.
Lee Sung Jun’s right foot pressed into the mat.
His hips rotated.
His shoulders opened.
A devastating Right Straight.
It flew straight toward Baek Seojun’s jaw.
Whoosh—!
One clean hit and it was over.
There was no time to dodge.
Baek Seojun’s eyes were down.
His body folded inward.
His guard was lowered.
The Champion’s fist came within inches of his chin.
In that instant, from outside his vision, Baek Seojun’s left hand erupted.
Quick.
Low.
From an unseen angle.
A Left Hook.
Crack—!
It connected with Lee Sung Jun’s face first.
The Champion’s head snapped to the side.
Both his legs went slack.
The roar from the Audience seating cut off.
Lee Sung Jun’s knees buckled slightly.
Baek Seojun exhaled roughly.
“Haagh!”
He was already pulling his right hand back.
Right Straight.
The finish.
Do Yun roared from outside the Steel Cage.
“Now!”
Just as Baek Seojun’s right fist was about to explode forward.
Ding—!
The bell for the end of Round 3 sounded.
The Referee rushed in.
“Stop! Stop!”
Baek Seojun’s fist froze in mid-air.
His eyes still fixed on Lee Sung Jun.
His breathing was harsh.
His shoulders heaved with each breath.
Blood smeared the corner of his mouth.
His fist still raised.
Before him.
Lee Sung Jun sat half-collapsed, his jaw still turned from the blow.
His legs had given out.
One knee trembled as it nearly touched the mat.
He lifted his head slowly.
From below to above.
The eyes of the challenger glaring down like a predator.
And the Champion’s eyes—shaken for the first time—met his gaze.

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