Ding! Ding! Ding! Round Two!

I woke up on a chair with an ice pack over my forehead, I couldn't believe that she knocked me out. If this was training then somebody take me the fuck off the menu because I'm done.

I looked around and soon realized that I hadn't even left the gym, I expected to wake up in a hospital or something.

"I see you're awake…" The familiar voice said, I looked and saw her sitting right across from me, her thighs doubling in size.

I couldn't help but admire her physique and this wasn't even in a perverted way, the years it must have taken to hone it.

"I should charge you for attempted murder," I blurted out, feeling my old self coming back as I no longer cared for appearance.

Vicky giggled the moment she heard this and I had to say, she had a feminine laugh despite her physique then I couldn't help but wonder what her moans would sound like.

I quickly pushed that thought out of my head before my lower member could react to that though.

I had on shorts so any bulge, however slight, would be visible for all to see but I did find it strange that she took it upon herself to ensure I got better when it would have been easier to ask someone else to handle it.

"I expected you to be a lot stronger… I have heard quite a lot about you so you could say my expectations were high," Vicky confessed, her sweat had soaked through her crop top and due to how she was seated, it was stretched making her nipples visible.

I had to focus, it was hard looking her in the eyes despite her chest not even being on the big side.

"What do you mean you expected me to be stronger?" I questioned as I sat up, taking off the ice pack even though I felt my headache slightly.

"People that require my service are usually world-class athletes or someone with too much money that they have no idea what to do with…" Vicky pointed out and without saying it, I knew she was implying I was in the latter category.

I had to prove her wrong, I didn't know how but the fact that she was looking down on me told me that she didn't think much of my fighting prowess and that rubbed me off the wrong way.

I realized I had a point to prove and thankfully, I had accomplished whatever task the God of Combat assigned to me so I assumed this meant that I would get something in return.

I maintained my good looks thanks to the Goddess of Beauty but now, I needed to find a way to enhance my fighting ability.

If I could, I knew it would go a long way in not just fighting Vicky but also fending off the people in the world I was about to dive into.

"You know what, how about we go for another round?" I asked, springing to my feet but the speed at which I did temporarily made me light-headed. 

I didn't have a concussion but I knew I had to take it easy or things could get worse.

Vicky didn't look impressed one bit, almost reluctant but I was a client and it was her job to keep me happy.

I hoped and prayed that the God of Combat would intervene or I would be fucked.

[[A message from the God of Combat: Congratulations! You have temporarily unlocked 40% core muscle memory of your host for 24 hours!]] 

"What the fuck did that even mean!?" I thought to myself, hoping it wasn't too late to change my mind but Vicky had already gotten up except this time, she was putting on gloves to fight me with.

I knew at that moment I might have bitten more than I could chew but I had to keep the aura of confidence going. You know what they say? Fake it until you make it.

Before I knew it, I was in the ring with her, she had on her gloves and gave me mine.

We were going to have a proper spar, my heart was thumping but I knew I couldn't give up when I hadn't even started.

Fuelled by my hatred, I knew this was a small price to pay and the look in my eyes changed, I could tell because Vicky looked startled momentarily.

I was channeling my rage for Bong right at her and the killing intent that came with it fazed her temporarily.

She didn't waste time, coming forwards she attempted a simple right jab, and the attack itself wasn't the problem.

It was the speed with which it came but something inconceivable happened as I not only dodged it but I simultaneously launched a counter-attack.

Landing a jab so fast that even I couldn't see it, Vicky was stunned because I went from showing the footwork of someone who had never thrown a punch to that of a professional.

"W-What?" Vicky could barely get her words out before I charged at her, she tried to land an inswinging jab from the left but I was like a dancing willow, it didn't touch me but I knew that I had dazed her.

She had underestimated me and maybe that was why this was possible but I was beginning to understand what the God of Combat meant, this was Minsuk's innate power.

It was granted by the gods but rather, it simply allowed me to access what this body had attained in its previous life.

Vicky composed herself, I could tell because her stance changed, that she was going to take me seriously as she wondered if I had tricked her to get her to lower her guard.

If so, it was a cheap shot but she should have known better than to let down her guard.

But that wasn't going to happen again, whatever the God of Combat, thank you!

If this was 40%, I wondered how strong I would be when I unlocked the full potential of this body I was currently inhabiting and how do I make it permanent as I now knew why this body was chosen. It was fucking perfect!