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!
Hiroshi, having smoothly completed the weight regain process, weighed himself at 5 PM sharp.
"How much? How much?!" Oh Jung-ryong watched Hiroshi's weight as if he were watching a lottery draw program. The weight regain was successful.
"71kg"
"Success!"
"Then let's start sparring right away. Like it's a real match. Hiroshi, can you do it?"
When Oh Jung-ryong asked, Hiroshi nodded as if he understood.
"Who's going to be his opponent?"
Yu Jung-ak asked.
"You should do it."
"The weight difference between us is huge."
"We're just looking at performance, so it doesn't matter. Go easy."
"We can't just look at performance alone. We need to see if he can match bantamweight speed or not. You should do it, hyung. You were bantamweight, right? Your current weight should be similar to Hiroshi's."
When Yu Jung-ak spoke, people nodded.
"Hey, I can't do it."
"Why? You said we'd go easy."