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Hahaha, here's today's episode, guys. I hope you enjoy it :PPPP
Note: For some reason, while writing this episode, I remembered a manhwa where a skinny guy's dick was struck by lightning and grew bigger. In some scenes, he could practically shoot lightning bolts and stuff. It's really weird, haha. I hope I'm not the only one who saw it.
Anyway, guys, I hope you enjoy the episode. By the way, leave me a review and your power stones. Don't be mean!
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The old coach looked at the others and frowned.
"What's wrong? Brats? Are you scared yet?" the old coach roared in a firm voice. "Who else wants to try the new guy?"
No one responded for a moment, but then they gradually recovered from their shock.
Until one of the veterans, a tall, muscular man, stepped forward. His face was fierce, he was bald, and he had a scar on his cheek.
"I'll do it, Coach!"
"Start!"
They both got into a fighting stance.
The opponent moved forward, looking for a high grab. But Seo Joon, who had seen him perform that same grab in the warm-up, lightly dodged the opponent's grappling attempt. The next moment, seeing an opening in the bald man, he instantly lowered his stance, changed angles, and slid between his legs, extending his arms and grabbing him from behind.
BAM!
"Kgghh!" A perfect double leg. The opponent's body hit the mat with a thud, emitting a small groan. Before he could react, Seo Joon was on top of him, completely controlling him.
"Great...!" someone whispered from behind. "That was the double leg Coach taught us weeks ago!"
"Next!" roared the coach. "Go, go, loser out, winner stays, and so on until everyone has passed!"
"..."
Another one came in. Smaller, Seo Joon could see after a brief exchange that his technique was undoubtedly polished, with years of effort and dedication in training, but it was no use.
He tried to control Seo Joon's wrist and force an opening. Seo Joon took a step back, let him approach... and then grabbed a leg with surgical precision, performing a dive with his opponent's leg next to his chest.
He began to struggle, trying to escape Seo Joon's one-leg hold, but in the next instant, Seo Joon wrapped his left arm around his opponent's waist.
"Shit, one-leg takedown, get out of there!" shouted one of those present.
But in the next instant, it was too late. With a forward hip thrust to generate momentum and a backflip, the opponent was thrown backward like a sack.
BAAAM!
The noise was shocking due to the power of the attack. It was a clean one-leg takedown, followed by an explosive lift.
At that moment, Seo Joon was in a state of utmost concentration, replicating what he had seen in minute detail. It wasn't just a replica; he was improving these moves and making them his own.
Unconsciously, without realizing it, his strength was increasing.
"..."
The third entered, the most technical of the group, determined to push Seo Joon off the mat. His movements were fluid, with good glide and excellent balance.
Seo Joon let him approach. He waited for just the moment when he attempted a feint, and then his eyes flashed with a faint yellow glow. He ducked below his center of gravity, grabbing his opponent's shoulder with his right arm, while his left arm extended and grabbed his opponent's right leg from behind. The opponent exerted force, trying to escape, but Seo Joon was like a damn beast. An immovable pillar of steel.
The next moment, he carried him on his back, knees on the mat, and the next moment, he spun his opponent around.
BAM!
FIREMAN'S CARRY!
The fighter went flying, landing on his back with a thud.
The coach witnessed all this. Over time, he realized this kid was a monster. Not only had he imitated everyone's techniques, but over time, he perfected them and made them his own.
"What an interesting guy!" he murmured.
Time passed minute by minute, and the opponents continued to fall until finally, there was no opponent left for Seo Joon.
Everyone's faces were dejected and extremely sad. They no longer despised this boy who had just crushed them; instead, there was a hint of fear on their faces.
Seo Joon sat on the bench, wiping away his sweat while drinking a bottle of water the old coach had given him.
"Phew, this training was pretty good! I feel like my strength has improved more than when I tried it on my own." "Although my physical strength remains the same, my vision and copying ability have increased. What could be the reason? Could it be because of the perfect copy?" The more you use it, the greater your mastery and proficiency will become?" Seo Joon thought, confused.
"Kid, from now on, come to training every morning. Don't worry about tuition, just focus on coming." "Understood?" The old coach's voice brought him out of his thoughts.
He frowned, doubting the old man's proposal. Seeing this, the old man quickly added, "Hey, kid, from the looks of it, you're about to enter university, right?"
"..."
Seo Joon didn't reply. Instead, he waited for the old man to finish what he wanted to say.
"Kid, from what I see, I highly doubt you're smart. I highly doubt you'll be able to get into college."
"..."
Three black lines appeared on Seo Joon's forehead after hearing this old man's words. He thought he was going to give a Rocky Balboa-style motivational speech, but it never occurred to him that he would belittle him.
"Relax, Seo Joon, he's just a senile old man!" Seo Joon thought, suppressing the urge to punch him in the face to vent his anger.
"With your talent and my training, I'm sure I'll unleash your body's full potential. By then, getting into college on a sports scholarship won't be impossible!"
"..."
"Forget about the sports scholarship. The Asian Championships, making the Korean national team, and participating in the Wrestling World Cup won't be a dream, and even making it to the Olympics isn't impossible."
"..."
The more the old coach talked, Seo Joon saw with his naked eye that the old man was getting more and more excited.
"Stop, stop, stop, I understand, I understand! Stop talking so much, old man!" Seo Joon hurried to stop the old man's chatter, fearing that he would bore him to death.
"Okay, okay, I'll come train in the mornings, old man! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go, I'm late for class!" Seo Joon said as he walked toward the locker room.
As for why he accepted the old man's proposal, it was because he had nothing better to do, and he felt that this old man's training was definitely helping him.
As he had already said, this old man certainly wasn't as simple as he seemed.
Watching Seo Joon leave, the old man smiled mysteriously.
Seo Joon arrived home. He was in the shower, his muscles still feeling swollen from training.
When he finished, he changed and got ready to leave. He walked over to the refrigerator, grabbed a carton of milk, and began drinking it.
DING DONG
The clinking of the door caught his attention. At that moment, he caught a glimpse of a girl with blonde hair, beautiful facial features, large breasts, wide hips, a narrow waist, and long legs.
Seeing this woman, a name came to mind: Baek Hyun-Ah, the fat old man's favorite woman.
Baek Hyun-Ah also looked at Yoo Jeon, noticing that she had grown a little. "I see you've grown quite a bit, huh?" she said with a mischievous smile.
Seo Joon stopped drinking the carton of milk and put it back in the refrigerator. "Hahaha, and you're getting more charming every day, Miss Hyun-Ah."
"Hahaha, what a sweet tongue you have!" he replied, covering his lips with his palm and giggled.
Seo Joon walked toward her, ruthlessly scanning the woman's body. Seo Joon could easily see that this woman undoubtedly had a fat butt; this woman would definitely look amazing on all fours and from behind.
Hyun-Ah also felt Yoo Jeon's burning gaze and subconsciously looked between his legs, remembering the words Chae Mi Young and Choe Ga Hyun had said yesterday at the café.
FLASHBACK
"I'm telling you, Hyun-Ah, that boy, Mr. Yoo's son, might be better endowed than that old bastard," Chae Mi Young said as she took a drag on her cigarette.
"Really?" Baek Hyun-Ah replied, barely paying attention, obviously not believing her words much.
"It's true, I swear, Choe Ga Hyun is a witness!" Seeing that Hyun-Ah didn't seem to believe her, she persisted.
Chae Mi Young looked at her friend Choe Ga Hyun, signaling her to speak. Seeing this, she nodded: "It's true, Hyun-Ah, what this girl says is real!"
"....."
Baek Hyun-Ah didn't speak at that moment; her mind was focused on that boy, Ahn Junpyo, for whom she had indescribable feelings.
"Hey, Hyun-Ah, why don't you try to get him to show you his dick to prove it!" Choe Ga Hyun said mysteriously with a mischievous smile.
"Ahhhhhh, are you crazy?" Hyun-Ah exclaimed, slamming the table and standing up abruptly.
"Woof, woof, calm down, Hyun-Ah! Why are you so mad? I'm just saying you should. After all, you're the one that old bastard likes the most, and you have the best chance of meeting the owner's son!" Choe Ga Hyun added with a mischievous smile, waving her hands to calm Hyun-Ah's mood.
"Ha! What a joke! You must be crazy if you think I'm going to insist on seeing a minor's cock!" Hyun-Ah sat back down on the sofa and snorted in dissatisfaction, but she'd clearly calmed down a bit.
"Now, now, Hyun-Ah, do me that favor! I would if I could, but I doubt Mr. Yoo would call us again. After all, he's grown quite fond of you!" Chae Mi Young pressed Hyun-Ah, eager to help her friend. She was also curious about Yoo Jeon, the owner's son.
"..."
Hyun-Ah remained silent. She had no intention of speaking.
"Remember, Hyun-Ah, you owe me this favor. Remind that customer who passed you by when you needed him most. If you do, we'll be even. What do you think?"
Seeing that Baek Hyun-Ah had no intention of speaking to Chae Mi Young, she had no choice but to insist on the favor she had done Hyun-Ah when she was just starting out.
"..."
Baek Hyun-Ah was stunned to see Chae Min Young so brazen as to bring up this topic. She gritted her teeth in frustration, but finally let out a helpless sigh.
"Okay, okay, I'll do my best! I don't understand how you two lunatics could be curious about a brat!"
Cha Mi Young and Choe Ga Hyun smiled mysteriously. "Hyun-Ah, you wouldn't understand. To be honest, this little guy is quite handsome!" Choe Ga Hyun said quickly, her gaze lost in thought.
"Yes, yes, Hyun-Ah, besides being handsome, haven't you noticed his physique? Have you ever seen anyone like him?" Cha Mi Young gritted her teeth and rubbed her legs together, suppressing her inner excitement. This kind of strong, muscular man was the one who turned her on the most. To be honest, she wished she could touch Yoo Jeon's broad chest and sleep on it, leaning against his. How wonderful would it feel to have a strong man hug you?
"Sure, sure. What would it be like to be with a guy like that?" added Choe Ga Hyun, her gaze lost in her fantasies.
"..."
Baek Hyun-Ah was speechless at the comments of these crazy bitches. At that moment, the image of Mr. Yoo's son appeared in her mind. To be honest, Hyun-Ah didn't deny that he was probably the most attractive guy she had ever seen.
Hyun-Ah shook her head quickly and dispelled those thoughts.
END OF FLASHBACK
Seo Joon walked past Baek Hyun-Ah. Seeing this, Hyun-Ah came to her senses. He was about to speak to Yoo Jeon when, at that moment, Mr. Yoo's old voice echoed.
"Hyun-Ah, are you here?"
"Uh, yes, Mr. Yoo, I'm coming!" he answered quickly and headed to the fat old man's room. He sighed, thinking about finding a way to chat with Yoo Jeon alone.
"..."
Seo Joon sat in class, listening boredly.
RIIIIINGGGG!
Finally, the sound of the recess bell echoed throughout the school after an unknown amount of time. Immediately afterward, he lazily walked toward the cafeteria.
Upon arrival, he waited patiently in line. When his turn came, he bought a hot chocolate, a bottle of water, and three chicken sandwiches. Once finished, he headed to his territory, the school rooftop.
Seo Joon was walking calmly when a faint smell of tobacco made him frown. Looking to his side, he saw cigarette smoke drifting through the window of one of the classrooms.
"Hmmmm!" Seeing this, his curiosity was piqued. He leaned closer and strained his ears.
SLAP!
"Kghhh!"
SLAP!
Even though everything was happening inside the classroom, Seo Joon could still hear the sound of slapping from outside.
"You bastard, you son of a bitch!"
"My Da-li is so upset because of you!"
SLAP!
"Ughhh
"How dare you flirt with my father-in-law's ass!"
SLAP!
"Mmm, are those Junie the dog boy whining?" Seo Joon muttered, listening and paying attention to the whining inside the classroom.
"..."
Inside the classroom, Junie was in a sorry state. Him cheeks were swollen from the slaps, and she could barely see out of her right eye due to the swelling.
DRIP
DRIP
Him nostrils were bleeding nonstop, and she could barely stand. Junie looked Yoo Da-li in the eye, hoping he could help him.
But it was in vain. Da-li watched all this coldly, a cigarette in his hand, not caring in the least about how miserable he felt.
Junie could see that Da-li had no intention of helping him; instead, she hoped she would learn him lesson.
He looked around, but everyone was like Da-li: they wore mocking smiles and watched indifferently as Tae beat him, enjoying the spectacle.
Junie sighed helplessly and clenched her fists tightly, ready to withstand Tae's beating.