Yu Jung-ak, the wrestling prodigy of middle school, Emerges from four grueling years of mountain training with his father, His body honed to perfection, an ultimate fighting machine! But wait—what's this shocking news? "Wrestling struck from the Olympic roster?" As Yu Jung-ak's raw talent and chiseled physique ignite, The combat world trembles, anticipating the rise of a new fighting deity!
A week had passed in the blink of an eye. During that time, Yu Jung-ak focused on recovery-oriented training and was gradually increasing the intensity.
Yu Jung-ak's daily routine remained the same.
Despite earning profits that even CFC top fighters couldn't easily obtain through the Ryusei fight, he didn't spend much. He only bought a few things he had wanted for a while. Other than that, nothing had changed. Yu Jung-ak spent more money on his team members than on himself.
Oh Jung-ryong noticed that Yu Jung-ak had gifted watches to Yoon Chang-seon and Cho Yong-il, and started pestering Yu Jung-ak for a watch whenever he saw him.
"Oh my, my wrist hurts. Young-tae comrade! Are there any comrades in South Korea without a wristwatch these days?" Oh Jung-ryong pressured Yu Jung-ak while imitating a clumsy North Korean accent.
"Just wear a smartwatch or something."