I Regressed, But the World Isn’t Destroyed - Chapter 88



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Episode 88 [Iron Fist] – You are the next strongest after me! (1)

‘What the heck is this… .’

[YOU LOSE]

The defeat sign, indicating the end of the game, filled Gulov’s vision.

“… … .”

What could it be?

What on earth happened to me?

Such thoughts filled Gullov’s mind.

No, of course I know exactly what happened.

It is natural that one cannot not know.

After the paint, clean-hit the lower part, then connect with the sharpener and front kick, and catch the very brief stiffening time caused by it and immediately sharpen again.

How could I not know that combination?

“What the hell is going on? I can’t believe it even though I saw it myself! I think I saw that combo right before Lee Do-hyeok’s last move?”

“Yes, that’s right. It was definitely the same move that Gulov attempted a minute ago. Could it be a coincidence that the two players performed the same move? Or… …”

-WTF???

-Why are the skill sets that you two have prepared the same?

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋRolling pig crying

-is he kakashi?

-Why, why ㅋㅋ It’s because Dohyuk sensei went beyond. -Ah, this is it? This is Korea’s ‘Beyond’. -Yondu who was preparing for the match, freaking outㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ This combination is bound to be familiar to Gullof.

The perfect combination of Ivanov’s techniques that he had polished and honed for revenge, that he had confidently brought out, was something that unfolded through Lee Do-hyuk’s Tetsujin.

That’s why I keep having those thoughts.

‘What happened to you?’

There was something I realized through the first set against my opponent.

Lee Do-hyuk is a monster just like Kwabna… no, maybe even more so.

But now that I think about it, that was also wrong.

‘monster?’

I wonder if that word can explain it.

As seen directly in Set 1, Lee Do-hyeok performed all movements without any help from correction.

I thought he was a genius of an incomprehensible level, like a monster, just because he was able to achieve that through training.

Looking at the contents of the 2nd set…

‘You were just doing it? Like you just saw my combo and copied it on the spot?’

Is this possible?

I don’t know how many times I’ve thought about this recently.

And no matter how many times I asked, the answer was always the same.

How can you say it’s impossible after seeing it for yourself?

Bb-

“Phew.”

Gullof got up from the floor where he had been lying and erased the defeat notification that appeared before his eyes.

Then he looked at Lee Do-hyuk.

Two people whose eyes meet.

‘I have no choice but to admit it.’

I thought I was worthy of aiming to become the world’s strongest with Iron Fist.

That was just a vain delusion.

After Kwabna, now Lee Do-hyuk.

He himself lived in a time when there was no Kwabna…

And he is a player who existed in a time when Lee Do-hyeok did not exist.

At that time.

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

‘What if Kwabna and I face off? Maybe… Kwabna too…?’

Gullov’s thoughts did not continue any further.

It was because Lee Do-hyuk had called him at that moment.

“Oh, did you say Mr. Gullof?”

Shhh-

-Ugh lol

-no way?

-Am I the only one looking forward to ‘that’ right now?

But why does the smile on the other person’s face when looking at him make me feel uneasy?

And the words that followed were… .

-Something big is coming lol

-Just right

-Sensei Dohyuk, you cut two squares off your blood? Gullof, you…

“It was a good game. You definitely have some skills.”

What came out of Lee Do-hyeok’s mouth was praise that acknowledged his skills.

Gullov flinched for a moment when he heard that.

It’s a compliment… It’s a compliment, but…

“… Oh, yes. Thank you.”

Gullov answered sheepishly.

Should I like this?

No, aside from that, is this right?

-What is the changeup?

-Oh, you have skills that go beyond talent lol

-Gulov, you’re good, just do that!

-Rolling shack is so embarrassingㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋIf you look at the fact that he avoided defeat, it’s true

-Really lol

-You heard the compliment, so let’s have a drink~

-Ahhhhhh EVO season 1 praise

-Rolling! Rolling! Rolling!

Gulov, who has been a professional Iron Fist player for five years and has also been playing at the top level for five years.

It was the moment when he heard praise for his skills from Lee Do-hyeok, who had only been active for a month, according to what he knew.

* * *

Inside the players’ waiting room at Kwabna.

“────!”

“───! ──!”

People’s shouts can be heard through the capsule despite its soundproofing function.

“…hmm?”

It was so loud that even Kwabna, who was warming up in practice mode, could hear it.

‘I guess the first game is over.’

It’s earlier than I thought.

Did it end with a score of 2 to 0?

But even taking that into account, it’s still pretty early.

‘Was that Gullof guy one game?’

Probably so.

The opponent… Judging from what I don’t remember, he probably isn’t that great.

If so, it would have been an overwhelming victory for Gullov.

Tsk-

Kwabna clicked his tongue slightly.

Gullof.

There was a time when I had high hopes for him.

The tournament he debuted in, the Gulov he met there, was quite strong by Kwabna’s standards at the time.

I figured that if it was Gullof, I could make it even more fun for him next time.

‘But… it wasn’t.’

It’s not that Gulov hasn’t made any progress since that defeat.

When was it, was it the last competition?

Kwabna had another encounter with Gulov.

He came back then… stronger than the first time.

But even so, Gulov did not live up to Kwabna’s expectations when they met for the second time.

It got stronger, and the difference was by no means small, but it was still disappointing.

It was the first time that Kwabna felt bored with the game Iron Fist.

‘It’s not just him.’

This isn’t just limited to Gullof.

In addition to Gullof, there are Anatole, Nick Jackson, Tian Long, Beyond, etc.

Top-class players who made Kwabna look forward to it, even if only for a moment.

Kwabna no longer had any expectations of them.

‘Well, I guess it can’t be helped.’

Eventually, Kwabna realized.

Even though their skills gradually improved over time, in the meantime, Kwabna had to develop even further than they had.

The gap between him and other players will only grow wider and will never narrow.

That was the main reason why Kwabna was considering leaving the Iron Fist faction.

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“Hmm, is this the best you can do?”

]

The last round of 16 was also like that.

Cheon-rong, who is called by the grand nickname of Kwon-hwang (拳皇), which does not fit the topic.

The round of 16 where I met him.

Kwabna felt another disappointment from him.

[-

“It’s gotten longer than before… but if that’s all, then it’s disappointing.”

]

Of course, there were moments here and there where I thought, “No way.”

Bruce Green, a character who recently had balance changes.

In the end, it was said that it was a mediocre adjustment that was neither a buff nor a nerf, but even so, Cheonlong was able to make more threatening attacks than before.

Even in Kwabna’s eyes, some pretty creative and unorthodox attacks were unleashed by Cheonlong’s hands.

But that was it.

Cheon-rong’s play felt like he was trying to force himself to wear clothes that didn’t fit him yet.

If it had been fully embodied, I wouldn’t have known, but in the end, Kwabna was left with nothing but disappointment.

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“Heh, heh. Kwabna. Is this all you can do?”

]

[-

“…?”

]

Added to that is Cheonrong’s cheap provocation.

Before the second set ended with Kwabna’s overwhelming victory, it was Cheonlong who lost, leaving those words behind.

It was a provocation that was not worth worrying about.

I just wondered what on earth he was saying after putting me through that.

anyway.

Kwabna continued his training.

He was putting more effort into each and every movement than usual.

How much time has passed like that?

Tiring-

Notifications from outside.

After seeing that, Kwabna ended his training.

It was just the right moment for my body to heat up.

My own perceived condition was also the best.

Pushik-

The capsule door opened and Kwabna came out.

It was his agent who called him.

It’s time for the quarterfinals.

─Kwabna! Kwabna!

His name was heard from outside the waiting room.

A smile spread across Kwabna’s lips.

It wasn’t because of the crowd’s cheers.

The last match of the quarterfinals he will play.

“Hehehe.”

Because that opponent was none other than Tsuki, the one he had been waiting for since the start of the tournament.

‘It’s a prophecy.’

Is such an absurd statement really true?

Or maybe your own beliefs about yourself are correct.

It was time to check it out.

* * *

“Both players are ready!”

“Player Kwabna. You used Tetsujin until the last match, but you brought out Diabol in this quarterfinal?”

「Haha. Are you conscious of the other players? Or are you just planning to use your main character, Cain Diabol, starting from the quarterfinals?!」

“Considering the actions that Kwabna has shown so far, I think it’s the latter.”

Although Kwabna was able to handle many characters and his proficiency was close to the best of the best, he still had a favorite character.

The character Diabol, whose character concept somehow fits Kwabna perfectly.

The character that appeared as the final boss in the previous game was a playable character starting from the full dive version. Except for the fact that there was a high barrier to entry due to the highest combo difficulty, it could be seen as a tier 1 character with advantages in all aspects.

“And of course, Tsuki’s character is Hattori! Tsuki’s Hattori is in extraordinary form in this tournament, isn’t he?”

“That’s right. In the last match against Nick Jackson, he showed a big difference. In this tournament, all the Asian players are showing great skills.”

“Huh? That’s right. The three players who have confirmed their advancement to the semifinals. As if to prove that Koreans are a battle race that is crazy about games, they are all Korean players.”

Except for the current Daejeon, the quarterfinals have all ended long ago.

The four players who advanced to the semifinals were Lee Do-hyeok, Beyond, and Anatolo, all of whom were Korean.

For Korean viewers who watched EVO, it was a lethal dose of patriotism that they hadn’t felt in years, and for viewers in other countries, it was a moment when they wondered if perhaps the Korean occupation of the Ulpa era was coming back.

“… … .”

Because of that, Tsukiro, who had to face Kwabna in the quarterfinals, wondered what kind of nonsense this was.

The situation is that our neighboring country, Korea, has taken three of the top four spots.

But the person he has to deal with is none other than Kwabna.

“Phew-.”

Tsuki took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

If I said I wasn’t jealous of Anatol and Beyond, that would be a lie, but if you were to ask me if I was afraid of meeting Kwabna, that wasn’t the case.

‘I believe in myself.’

In order to reach the top, I had to defeat Kwabna and Lee Do-hyeok.

That’s why I’m not afraid.

Because the preparation was also close to perfection.

[3… 2… 1… ]

[READY]

[FIGHT!!!]

Tsuki’s gaze deepened.

Concentration at its peak.

‘I’ll show you. Kwabna Sang.’

Moreover, his skills right now are truly the best!

Tsuki was more confident in his own abilities than ever before.

The same goes for character mastery.

Tsuki’s Hattori has been honed and refined through many hardships on the Asian server before the competition!

“The game is starting!”

Taat-!

Tsuki ran towards Kwabna.

* * *

As soon as the match started, Kwabna and Tsuki ran towards each other.

The two fought each other, sticking close together as if they were determined to show off their skills without leaving anything out.

Swish!

Tsuki’s ninja sword moved quickly.

But Kwabna evades it easily.

The ninja sword cut through the air.

hook-!

However, Tsuki’s attacks did not end there.

A series of attacks that followed immediately.

The other hand, which had been shot late, flashed.

The target is Kwabna’s forearm.

Wow!

Kwabnada strikes with his fist as if he had been waiting for that.

Reading the opponent’s orbit ahead of time.

Then, he immediately steps hard on his heel and spins his body around.

grasp!

Tsuki’s response was excellent.

Tsuki blocks Kwabna’s roundhouse kick by crossing his arms in an X shape.

If the guard had been just a little lax, HP would have been reduced.

Kwabna backdashed briefly to gain some distance, then charged again.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

That’s how the workshop started.

Their hands and feet moved wildly against each other.

Offense and defense went back and forth, with fists, feet, and elbows all thrown.

The pace of the battle was so fast that some viewers even switched to reverse speed.

But it was clear who had the upper hand.

[Kwabna]

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[Tsuki]

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Tsuki is allowing attacks little by little.

A look of disappointment appeared on his face.

I thought I had avoided it, but I couldn’t completely avoid it, and I thought I had let it go, but I was caught.

And on the contrary, all of Tsuki’s attacks are either parried or deflected by Kwabna.

I guess Kwabna is Kwabna after all.

Eventually, the difference in damage dealt adds up.

[Kwabna]

■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

[Tsuki]

■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ □ □

For a moment, it seemed like the offense and defense were on equal footing, but Tsuki’s HP continued to decrease.

Taat!

Tsuki chose to retreat and did a backdash.

Then I prepared for the enemy’s advance in case they didn’t know.

Shh.

Kwabna, who was looking at him without rushing at him.

He was smiling broadly.

His face looked very satisfied.

Kwabna’s mouth opened.

“So that’s what it was. Okay, I admit it.”

As he spoke, Kwabna’s eyes sparkled with interest.

Of course, it was something Tsukiro didn’t quite understand.

“…?”

Just as Tsuki was about to ask what exactly he was admitting,

Kwabna’s words continued even faster.

“Don’t be sad about today’s defeat, Tsuki.”

Kwabna’s smile grew deeper.

“I can assure you that of everyone here except me, you are by far the strongest!”

“????”

…yes?

I’m the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings… no, I’m the third?