Chapter 511: Chapter 511

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Just like earlier, Kim Pyung Bum was neatly wearing his school uniform and looking run-of-the-mill as his name. Although nothing had seemingly changed at all, his dignified look and confidence seemed to have threatened other people that no one dared to raise their hands to volunteer as his contender.

Looking around, he nodded and jumped off the stage as if he was flying down. Kim Pyung Bum then strode toward the entrance of the gym.

The two students guarding the door told him that they couldn’t open the door. Kim Pyung Bum threw a knockout punch to them and stepped outside determinedly.

While only silence prevailed in the space, Jung Yohan’s murmur sounded quite loud.

“…What’s wrong with him…?”

‘I feel you, man,’ I said to myself. Geez, I had never imagined that we would ever share the same thought for something like this.

Shortly after, the host pulled himself together and declared Kim Pyung Bum as the winner, who just left the site. The empty stage was now waiting for a new contender.

Everyone began to fight with all their might in order to become the first one going up on the stage. Amid the situation, all attention was on, none other than, Eun Hyung. Not only those who were rolling on the floor, dogfighting, but also Jung Yohan and his henchmen, stepping aside and just watching the sight, were fastening their gazes upon Eun Hyung. The overall situation terrified me.

It was such a nightmare-like scene to see every people on the first floor directing their eyes in one direction.

I clenched my fist and looked beside me. Yeo Ryung also doubled hers so tightly that her hand might lose circulation. Quietly holding her hand, I looked downstairs.

The host shouted, “The next contender, please come up to the stage! If no one comes up until I count to three, then it goes random! One, two, three…”

The fierce competition over becoming the next contender on stage came to an end, at last. A person then jumped up to the stage.

Dusting off his disheveled hair and outfit, he yelled with confidence.

“Kwon Eun Hyung, come out!”

It was just as everyone on the site expected.

Although people were booing loudly, Eun Hyung walked up to the stage with such relaxed steps that he seemed to go up there to have a speech, instead of a fight. However, this place was definitely a bloody colosseum of gladiators.

When Eun Hyung finally stood on the stage silently, the boy rolled up his sleeves and murmured nervously. Beads of sweat fell down his chin and dropped to the floor.

“Yeah, you only live once. It was such a long way to come up here, so I must become the Number one…”

The audience booed again toward the stage.

“Do you think you deserve it?!!!”

“Sir Yohan must become the Number One! Come down!”

“Those who don’t belong to this place are ruining up the title of the Number one!”

Regardless of their abusive remarks, the boy struck a pose and just firmly stared at Eun Hyung. Watching his act, I wasn’t sure whether I should say he had a strong will to win despite the audience hooting him or he was just being shameful to achieve his goal.

While I revealed an expression of mixed feelings, the host finally raised his hand.

“Then, get set, go!”

Eh, already? They seemed to give enough preparation time in the previous fight! With that thought in mind, I carefully observed the host in bewilderment.

There was a sign of fatigue on his face. He seemed to have a premonition that people would continue having slow and boring fights to become the next contender once Eun Hyung loses his Number one title to the boy. In other words, the host was trying to go through dull games as soon as possible.

Still! Eun Hyung was joining this Ranking Battle for the first time in his life! At least, he needed some time to warm up!

However, Eun Hyung looked very chill regardless of my concerns. Like a piece of a puzzle dropped from another picture, he wandered around the edge of the stage then spoke as if something flashed through his head.

“Ah, okay, I should first roll up my sleeves to keep my buttons…”

Oh, Eun Hyung… please, you should worry about something more critical than just the buttons on your school uniform…

While I muttered in a daze, the boy gave loud shouts of concentration and dashed towards Eun Hyung.

“Yaaaaaaaaaaappp!”

However, Eun Hyung didn’t show even his slightest concern about the boy’s strong shout but just rolled up his sleeves carefully as if he became a panel in a cooking show. After that, he also untied his necktie.

“It shouldn’t get dirty…” he said.

Something entered my head. Eun Hyung would be definitely talking about his tie getting dirty with blood; however, why was something like an egg white coming across my mind…?

Meanwhile, the boy’s black shadow came right behind Eun Hyung.

As if she could stand no more, Yeo Ryung stood up and screamed, blowing a hand trumpet.

“You idiot, look behind you!”

Finally putting his tie in his pocket, Eun Hyung showed a satisfied look on his face then turned his head in our direction.

“Huh? What did you just say, Yeo Ryung?”

“No! Eun Hyung, not this way, that way!!” In the end, I also shouted while being unable to endure the tense situation. The contender who approached right behind Eun Hyung quickly threw his fist at Eun Hyung.

The speed was so fast that I could even hear the noise from the moving air. That was when I tightly closed my eyes against the unavoidable attack.

BANG! With the light sound of something hitting a sandbag, the whole space seemed to turn like a vacuum state. The first floor, noisy until just now with people booing and hooting, became deadly silent as if it was swept out.

Opening my eyes slightly, I looked down and soon emitted a whoop.

“… Wow, indeed…!!”

Not only his academic performance but when it also came to his fighting abilities, Eun Hyung was such a talented person.

I looked back and forth between the opposite ends of the stage. The result was obvious. In the direction where Eun Hyung was stretching his leg, a boy had flown over all the way to the end and was thrown in the corner.

Eun Hyung’s stance was so clean and stable like that in a fighter’s guide. He then put down his leg and uttered in embarrassment.

“I like that our school uniform pants are spandex.”

That way I learned something about our boy’s uniform, which I had no interest in. I mean, it was sincerely useless to know something like that. While I had some mixed feelings, Eun Hyung became grim as if he had recalled something unpleasant.

Perhaps, Eun Hyung never wanted to throw his fist at someone. However, he had to, or else, Ban Hwee Hyul should have joined this battle.

Still, I could feel Eun Hyung’s torment; he had to perform acts of violence in which he detested the most in life.

The moment I tried to understand and quietly empathized with his pain, Eun Hyung dropped his gaze to his pants with a grimace. He murmured, “But spandex must be hand-washed, which is too uncomfortable.”

“…”

I mumbled, again, with complicated feelings, ‘Eun Hyung, please…!!”

It was such a long day. The thing that stirred up Eun Hyung the most today was not Jung Yohan or the fight itself, but just the spandex school pants.

Anyway, Eun Hyung’s uncomfortable to wash but extremely elastic spandex pants––hmm, it sounds like a new weapon––helped him knockout the boy with a clean, fancy kick. The boy remained collapsed until the end.

Meanwhile, Eun Hyung, who looked like a class president preparing for a school festival, asked refreshingly, “Anyone else?”

Those who roared like beasts to become his contender just now all hesitated to confront him now.

Well, Eun Hyung’s simple but powerful move was enough for them to estimate his abilities. At least, they would have grasped that he wasn’t a nobody.

While I had those thoughts in mind, a threatening figure suddenly appeared like a missile. Striding toward the middle of the stage, the bulky guy looked quite familiar. According to my memories, he was one of Jung Yohan’s cliques.