Best FC (4)

"Young-min! Pull yourself together! Take it slow!"

Ki Young-min wasn't particularly old, but he was a fighter with plenty of experience. He was the type to compete frequently, and at his peak, he had participated in up to six matches in a year. The fact that he had only one loss despite competing so often meant he was a talented fighter. Ki Young-min, who had been breathing heavily and taking a stance as if he was about to rush at Yu Jung-ak, surprisingly relaxed his body at a single word from his second.

'It's not easy to find composure in that situation.'

Yu Jung-ak realized that one of his tactics had just flown out the window. It was the tactic of gaining an advantage through points and shaking the opponent's psyche to make them excited. Ki Young-min had clearly been shaken, but amazingly, he regained his composure at a single word from his second. This meant that the trust between Ki Young-min and his second was stronger than expected.