Chapter 37: Invading Ansan (2)

Part 1: A Savage Sight

Solomon, fueled by a burning rage, stormed into Taejuk's stronghold in Ansan. He arrived at a grim scene. Minho lay on the floor, his face bruised and battered, a testament to the cruelty he had endured.

The sight sent Solomon over the edge. A guttural growl escaped his lips as his anger reached a fever pitch.

"So, you finally showed your face, Solomon," a taunting voice broke the silence. It was Choi, a smug smile plastered across his face. "Here to witness your precious friend's demise?"

Solomon's eyes met Choi's, a chilling intensity burning within them. "You will pay for this," he growled, his voice laced with a deadly promise.

Part 2: A whirlwind of Fury

Choi, underestimating Solomon's fury, launched a flying kick aimed at his head. But Solomon was a blur of motion. He sidestepped the attack with practiced ease, returning the favor with a brutal kick to Choi's jaw.

The blow sent Choi crashing to the ground, his smug smile replaced with a grimace of pain. The fight had begun.

Solomon's movements were a lethal blend of martial arts techniques. He flawlessly executed kicks from capoeira, throws from judo, and strikes from karate, each move honed to perfection. His memory, as sharp as ever, recalled Kuroi's fighting style from their encounter in Japan. He incorporated elements of Aikido and Kudo, further diversifying his arsenal.

The scene became a whirlwind of fury. One by one, Taejuk's subordinates fell before Solomon's relentless assault. He fought like a man possessed, his movements fueled by a potent mix of rage, desperation, and a burning desire to save Minho.

Part 3: A Shocking Revelation

Solomon, battered but unbroken, stood amidst a pile of unconscious bodies. His victory, however, was short-lived. A figure emerged from the shadows, an imposing silhouette radiating an aura of power.

It was Taejuk, his face devoid of emotion, his eyes glinting with a cold challenge.

"You think you've won, Solomon?" Taejuk sneered, "You've merely cleared the path for your own demise."

He removed his overcoat, revealing a well-toned physique honed from years of training.

Part 4: An Unequal Match

Without further ado, Taejuk launched himself at Solomon with a powerful punch. The impact sent a shockwave through the air, and Solomon coughed up a mouthful of blood. He felt the raw power behind the blow, a strength far exceeding anything he had encountered before.

Taejuk relentlessly attacked, utilizing a combination of Judo throws and Suplexes, each move designed to incapacitate Solomon. Solomon, overwhelmed by the sheer force of the attack, found himself struggling to defend.

"So this is the power of Gangbuk," Taejuk taunted, his voice dripping with disdain. "I must admit, I'm slightly disappointed. You're far weaker than I anticipated."

Despair threatened to engulf Solomon. All his training, all his sacrifices, seemed meaningless in the face of Taejuk's overwhelming power. Was this the end? Would he fail to protect Minho, fail to fulfill his promise?

Part 5: A Dark Awakening

Just as Taejuk raised his arm for the final blow, a change swept over Solomon. His eyes, previously filled with despair, now burned with an unnerving intensity. A chilling smile spread across his bloodied face.

Far away, on a hilltop overlooking the battle, Lee Jin gasped. "Self-hatred mode!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief. He turned to Kim Daeho, who wore a thoughtful expression.

Part 6: A Savage Transformation

Solomon had entered a dangerous state, a state fueled by self-loathing and pain. In this state, he felt no pain, his strength increased with every blow, and his fighting style became more brutal, more unpredictable.

He abandoned his previous elegance, resorting to bites, kicks with makeshift weapons, anything to inflict damage on Taejuk. The once pristine martial artist was now a savage force driven by pure animosity.

Part 7: A Desperate Struggle

The fight took a brutal turn. It was a clash between power and technique, desperation and control. Taejuk, surprised by Solomon's sudden transformation, found himself struggling to keep up.

Just as Solomon landed a devastating Taekwondo kick to Taejuk's chest, inspiration struck. He remembered Kuroi's signature Aikido technique, the very move he had witnessed in Japan.

With a lightning-fast movement, Solomon trapped Taejuk's arm and used his opponent's momentum against him. With a powerful throw, he sent Taejuk