I Regressed, But the World Isn’t Destroyed - Chapter 92



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Episode 92 [Iron Fist] – Farewell, Strongest (1)

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Kwabna, who had completed character picks, examined his opponent.

This time, he chose Diabol.

Whirik-

An opponent who throws the ninja swords he holds in both hands upwards and then catches them again.

‘… that guy.’

I think your name is Lee Do-hyeok.

Kwabna frowned slightly.

Before the finals, there was a break given.

Perhaps in order to maintain the excitement that filled the stadium, not much time was given.

Because of that, Kwabna couldn’t watch Lee Do-hyeok’s play for long.

[-Bam!]

But that alone was enough.

The showdown with Gullof, and the showdown with Beyond.

Just by watching a brief highlight, you can gauge Lee Do-hyuk’s level.

Anatol, who Kwabna had just said was his strongest opponent.

‘Perhaps he could be compared to Anatole!’

There’s even Hattori, chosen by Lee Do-hyeok.

Could it be that guy…?

That thought came and went.

“Hehehe.”

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he’s right or not.

Anyway, it’s certain that I will be the one who wins.

And now, we are about to face off against an opponent.

Is that guy the guy in the prophecy?

[3… 2… ]

“Well, you can check for yourself to see if it’s you.”

Kwabna opened his mouth.

The countdown begins then.

[1…]

Lee Do-hyuk also muttered after hearing Kwabna’s words.

“What are you talking about by yourself? That kid has been doing that since a while ago.”

Their voices are transmitted without filtering.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-But what exactly is Kwabna? (I really don’t know)

-Kwabna, you always pretend not to be like thatㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-If you look closely, your mouth doesn’t really breathe lol

Hearing that, the viewers were left bewildered –

[FIGHT!]

The signal to start the game rang out.

* * *

Taat!

The two run towards each other without saying who will go first.

Both Lee Do-hyeok and Kwabna felt the same way.

I had no intention of engaging in any kind of boring exploration.

At that time, the distance was quickly closing.

thud!

Kwabna was the first to launch an offensive.

The character he chose, Diabol, is a muscular, large-bodied, martial artist.

The fist, the size of a pot lid, aimed for Lee Do-hyeok.

Zzaung! The opponent’s quickly extended blade clashed with Kwabna’s fist.

A perfectly timed counterattack.

Kwabna immediately twisted his body.

hook-!

At that moment, the opposite blade passed by his side.

Kwabna also did not stay still.

His legs were stretched out.

The goal is to stop the opponent.

But there was no sensation of contact with my feet.

Lee Do-hyeok jumps backwards to gain some distance.

Of course, I did not choose to retreat.

An offensive attack that starts immediately after stepping on the dash button.

Bam! Bam!

Their hands and feet crossed each other busily.

Kwabna’s extended fist.

Lee Do-hyeok blocks it with the blade in one hand, and aims for the forearm with the other.

-slap!

Neither of them got what they wanted.

Kwabna, who was planning to grab the straight blade with his hand and entangle Lee Do-hyeok.

However, Lee Do-hyeok saw the trajectory of the twisted arm for a moment, reacted to it, and turned his body around to avoid it.

In the end, Kwabna ended up just passing through the air.

‘React to this?’

Kwabna’s expression momentarily flinched.

It wasn’t that I was flustered or disappointed that the attack had failed.

“Khuh!”

Due to Lee Do-hyeok’s evasion, the two were now a few steps apart.

Kwabna laughed as he looked at Lee Do-hyeok.

“It was you!”

It was a confident statement.

A battle that lasted only a few seconds.

Even in the quarterfinals where he faced Anatol, Kwabna did not allow his opponent to attack first.

Their HP is currently the same.

That is, if we look at it up to now, it was Anatol who had the upper hand against Kwabna.

But even so, Kwabna was certain that the person in front of him was the one he was looking for.

It was possible because of Kwabna’s arrogant self-confidence.

Kwabna was close to losing in the first set against Anatol, and in the second set, his HP was reduced to less than half.

One, what if I get back together with Anatole now?

‘Even if I try, all I’ll get is a cut of one or two squares.’

His overwhelming victory.

Kwabna had no doubt about it.

This was definitely not overconfidence.

Kwabna, who did not allow any attacks from his opponent even in the latter half of the second set.

Tsuki’s play had surprised him before, and Anatole’s was even more advanced.

Kwabna was able to absorb it through battle, and beyond absorbing it, he was able to embody it as his own, and further develop it.

Basically, that’s what overwhelming talent is.

While others can only take one step, and even those who are called geniuses can only take two or three steps, he can walk with great strides alone.

Kwabna was the embodiment of such talent.

“You were talking about you. This time, it’s true!”

That’s why I was able to have confidence.

“… … ?”

Of course, Lee Do-hyeok, who had no idea what was going on, was just wondering what Kwabna was doing alone.

‘Did this kid pick up that habit again?’

Kwabna and Eileen, who strangely bickered with each other but were also good friends.

The name that Eileen used to call Kwabna was Muscle Brain.

‘Hmm. That was a very accurate nickname.’

Lee Do-hyuk also completely agreed with this statement.

Kwabna, whose brain is also made of muscles, sometimes gets obsessed with strange things and talks nonsense.

Every time that happened, the one who had to step forward was Lee Do-hyuk.

And the solution then was…

“hey.”

“…hmm?”

“You, Inma, should know that.”

“What are you talking about?”

In the quarterfinals, he said something against Tsuki, and in the semifinals, he said something against Anatol.

“Verse 1, verse 2… what next?”

“… … ?”

Taat!

After saying that, Lee Do-hyeok runs forward.

Kwabna also took a stance.

‘Huh! All of your movements are already… .’

After Tsuki and Anatole, now Idohyuk.

Kwabna had already figured out the secrets behind their play.

Except when utilizing Iron Fist’s game system, other movements are performed without relying on compensation as much as possible.

Kwabna has already adapted to it.

It was something he could easily do, as he was significantly less reliant on correction than most professionals.

‘Adaptation completed!’

… that was the moment I thought that.

Oh my!

“… … !”

An unexpected blow.

Kwabna’s eyes opened wide for a moment.

It was only thanks to luck that I was able to barely stop it.

This was because the trajectory of the fist that was extended at that moment overlapped with the trajectory of the opponent’s sword blade.

But luck only goes so far.

─Crunch!

Lee Do-hyeok’s blade passed by his side without him noticing.

I thought I avoided it for sure, but how?

As that thought occurred to him, Lee Do-hyuk’s mouth opened.

“Next is brain death. Little brat, brain death.”

Snap!

The blow that followed.

Kwabna’s back was bent like a sledgehammer.

* * *

Swish! Bang! Bang!

Attacks and defenses were fought without regard to swords, fists, elbows, or feet.

A fast-paced attack and defense that is difficult to keep up with.

“A rushing attack! Lee Do-hyeok! Lee Do-hyeok is overwhelming Kwabna! Ah, I have to dodge, ah! I’m allowing another attack!”

“I’m being pushed, I’m being pushed! Player Kwabna, a little faster! You have to make a decision quickly!”

-Wow ㄷㄷ

-I thought Dohyuk Sensei might have the upper hand… but was it to this extent?

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋNo, seriously, you’re crazy

-Is the suppression story true?

But it was clear which of the two had the upper hand.

[Kwabna-Diabol]

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[Lee Do-hyeok – Hattori]

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Kwabna, whose HP has already been reduced by quite a bit.

‘…now!’

Oh my!

Kwabna extended his fist and blocked Lee Do-hyeok’s blade this time.

The opponent’s blow was aimed at his chest just as he had read it.

Therefore, the question follows:

Why on earth am I being pushed back?

This is a question that has been haunting Kwabna since a while ago.

The overwhelming talent that Kwabna possesses.

The reason why he believes without a doubt that he is the strongest.

That is because his instantaneous reaction speed and kinetic vision were different from others.

Kwabna could read every movement present in Iron Fist frame by frame.

That is, he can block everything no matter what his opponent does.

And that’s why it doesn’t make sense.

Why am I being pushed back now?

This was not simply because not all of the opponent’s movements relied on compensation.

Haven’t you already finished adapting to him through Tsuki and Anatole?

So then why now… .

‘Left, down, fake here, no, opposite…’

That was the moment.

slap!

A fierce wind tore through the air.

Kwabna barely managed to pull his body back.

He saw Lee Do-hyeok’s blade passing by the tip of his nose.

“…hmm?”

At that time.

The flaw that Lee Do-hyuk spit out.

‘Again.’

Kwabna moved his hands busily.

Paat-!

Lee Do-hyeok’s movements are getting faster once again.

No, of course it doesn’t get faster.

It was originally going to be a showdown between top players who would use their characters’ abilities to the limit.

How can it get any faster here?

Since Iron Fist is a game, you can’t go beyond your established abilities.

However, Kwabna, who was directly facing Lee Do-hyeok, couldn’t help but feel that way.

Hook! Bang! Swish!

‘A gap…? No, it was intentional. If that’s the case… the top, it twists here, and then it bends again… Huh!’

─Bam!

Another direct hit.

‘Was this it?’

At that moment, a fleeting realization came to me.

Kwabna smiled slightly.

The reason why I felt that the opponent’s movements were getting faster.

It was because the speed of thought had changed.

The preparatory movements before the launch, posture, stride, angle of the limbs, trajectory of the blade, etc.

A partner whose meaning in each and every one of those things changes from moment to moment.

That’s why, even if you can read the intention, you ultimately can’t follow it.

To be exact, if you follow along, you’ll end up being late.

‘What the heck is this…’

How ridiculous.

Kwabna knew better than anyone.

“Hehehe.”

But that’s why the laughter bursts out.

Kwabna was still Kwabna.

Far from being embarrassed by his current disadvantage, he was actually enjoying the moment.

It had to be that way.

Bang! Swish- Whew!

“Kwabna’s counterattack! Ah, but this one didn’t reach either!”

“But it was a very sharp blow! Lee Do-hyeok, who had been advancing and pouring out attacks, did a back dash this time? He must have thought he couldn’t avoid it otherwise!”

Because Kwabna himself felt it too.

His own genius, which is shining through the current war.

A genius is someone who can fight and grow through fighting.

The opponent’s movements, which were difficult to adapt to at first, were now slowly becoming noticeable.

And that’s not all.

Kwabna’s movements are getting better and better amidst the continued exchange of attacks and defenses.

“Hahaha! Come on! I’ll use you as a stepping stone to further…”

In the end, the one who wins is yourself!

Taat!

Kwabna kicked his leg with that thought.

A rush towards Lee Do-hyeok.

That was when.

“hmm?”

Another flaw.

“This kid is acting up again.”

And Lee Do-hyeok’s words, which seem to have no doubts about his victory.

-Oh lol, it’s a mess lol. I guess that’s why the name is Kwabna lol

-?

-??

-Hey, someone please give me that little punk’s band.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋF*ck am I the only one who finds this funny?

Taat!

Lee Do-hyeok also ran towards Kwabna.

And so the workshop began again.

Shh, slap! Bang!

─Crunch! Crunch!

How long did this go on?

-?

-??

-WTF?

-no

-Is this it?

-??

-?

-!!!

-fuckk

-damn

The chat window is once again shaking and going crazy.

「… … .」

「… … .」

On the other hand, the commentators were speechless.

In fact, many of the spectators and viewers inside the stadium were in the same situation as the commentators.

Most people are at a loss for words.

The chat window went wild with just a few quick-witted viewers chatting.

“… … .”

A brief moment of silence like that.

────! ──!

───!!

Then, a roar of cheers filled the stadium, as if the stadium was going to burst.

It was a natural thing.

[Kwabna-Diabol]

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[Lee Do-hyeok – Hattori]

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End of set 1.

That Kwabnaga.

That Kwabnaga who was called the strongest, the monster, the pinnacle.

Defeated without hitting the opponent even once.

In other words, Lee Do-hyeok’s perfect victory.

“Ahhh─! What is this!!”

“Not a single one, not a single one! This is crazy! This is crazy!”

The more you fight, the stronger you become?

Genius? Overwhelming talent?

‘That bastard grew up to be me.’

Lee Do-hyeok opened his mouth with that thought.

Shhh-

Of course, I can’t leave this out.

“Farewell, Choi Kang.”

The rest will be done by the viewers in the chat window.

ON, the real mode that may never be seen again in a game called Iron Fist.

He had no intention of allowing Kwabna a single hit in this final.