Ryoma Takeda was once a rising star in the ring, an Interhigh champion, a golden boy with fists of promise. But one bitter loss on his pro debut shattered his confidence. A freak accident soon after stole his leg.

His career vanished. His fiancée left him. And all he had left were reruns of that one damn fight… and a hundred different regrets.

Then, just as he hits rock bottom, fate does the unthinkable. He wakes up ten years in the past, on the very night of his first professional match.

But this time, something’s different.

[System Initialized: Vision Grid Active]
“Your eyes see the truth beneath motion. Use it well.”

Armed with the Vision Grid System, a combat-assist module that turns his visual perception into tactical mastery, Ryoma now has a second chance.

To fix his mistakes.
To chase the career he lost.
To protect the mother he failed.
And to prove to the woman who left… that she let go of someone she’ll never replace.

But boxing isn't just a sport. It's war of bodies, of minds, of hearts.

And Ryoma Takeda is done losing.

He can accept a reach difference of two or three centimeters between himself and Ryoma. But right now, Ryoma's jabs are stretching far beyond what seems possible.


Still unconvinced, Kanzaki steps in again. The moment he pivots with his lead foot…


Ryoma's left lashes across his forearm.


Kanzaki shifts, sidestepping left and right, searching for a way into range. But Ryoma doesn't budge from his spot, snapping jab after jab without pause.


Ryoma takes a moment of pause, just to taunt his opponent.


"Did you think your boxing was the only style I stole?" Ryoma says, eyebrow lifting.


Then, as if warming into the rhythm, Ryoma shifts gears. His torso sways, his feet edge sideways little by little, left arm dangling forward.


Kanzaki presses to close the gap, but Ryoma just keeps whipping that left hand, carving space and edging out of the corner.


Chapter 81 - The Stolen Weapons