Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 208

[Referee urgently trying to stop]

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- "Huh? He lasted three rounds during the Olympics, though?"

- "This one’s confused about the stage."

- "I had a strong thought that I needed to control my power."

- "If that last uppercut landed, it could’ve been a real disaster."

[Kim Donghu’s Boxing Style, Analyzed after this Match]

- "What’s crazy is that he doesn’t generate power by hitting precisely."

- "He’s just using his strong punches, and the result is insane."

- "It’s hilarious when the haters say his stamina is a weakness, haha."

- "Anyone who lasted a full round against him without full doping is a joke, so what stamina is needed?"

ㄴ Real Fact: The opponent in the first round was genuinely gasping for air.

ㄴ The pressure Donghu puts on his opponents directly affects their stamina.

ㄴ He doesn’t let «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» them manage their stamina—his power exhausts them completely.

ㄴ Could he be a flawless player? Let’s think carefully.

ㄴ I agree.

ㄴ It could be different at the pro level, but at least he’s completely dominated the amateur level.

ㄴ Haha, what’s that about? There’s no one who made it to the pro level with results like this.

[The 4th round opponent is going to be a headache]

- "There should be something to analyze, but it ends too quickly."

ㄴ Wow, it ended way too fast... (X)

ㄴ If that’s how it ends, I could finish that fast too. (O)

ㄴ But honestly, his condition seems absolutely top-tier this time.

ㄴ It’s not just his face glowing, it feels like his entire body is radiating light.

According to a post on the community, the Kazakhstan boxer Erzan, who will meet Kim Donghu in the semi-finals, was feeling a subtle tension.

"It looks like there’s now an insurmountable wall in amateur heavyweight boxing."

"But you’re not going to run away, are you?"

"Of course not. We’ll either beat him or go pro and call him out."

Kim Donghu: The sudden monster newcomer in the 2016 Rio Olympics.

About 4 minutes. That’s the time it took him to claim the heavyweight throne.

"Normally, the Asian games are split between Uzbekistan and us."

"It’s fine, anyway, I won’t care about whether it’s silver or bronze."

Erzan’s coach’s words made him nod bitterly. In amateur boxing, there’s no third-place match.

If you lose in the semi-finals, a bronze medal is automatically confirmed.

"If you avoid Donghu, it’s silver, if not, bronze. Everyone knows that."

This isn’t an excuse. Articles supporting this idea had been consistently published.

Some even claimed that the bronze medal earned by fighting Donghu was the real one.

"No, that’s not it."

"Huh?"

"Medals don’t matter. This is just a stage to prove myself."

Erzan was confirming whether he could stay in the heavyweight division and whether he was ready to go pro.

With that, Erzan prepared with everything he had for the upcoming August 29th Asian Games boxing semi-finals.

Ding!

The bell signaling the start of the round rang.

'Heh, here I go!'

Immediately, Erzan shifted gears.

Since he probably wouldn’t last long, he decided to change his strategy.

'From the start, I’m going full contact and pushing forward.'

By keeping close, he believed there was a chance for a possible variable.

He got in close and subtly leaned forward, signaling a jab.

Swish!

In response, Donghu’s fist flew toward him.

'Gotcha!'

Erzan didn’t know what Donghu’s plan was, but the moment he saw the punch coming, he turned his head and swung his rear hand, attempting a hidden counter.

Bang!

"Ugh!"

Donghu’s punch angled mid-swing and hit Erzan square on the chin.

Erzan had promised himself and his coach that if he got hit cleanly, he’d back off.

'I need to avoid it, no matter what follow-up comes!'

His first instinct was to pull back, but it was too late.

The moment the clean punch landed, Donghu’s rear hand was already coming.

Shoulder roll? Guard?

Erzan had no time to think as the chaos in his head demanded an immediate response. His years of training kicked in.

Boom!

Erzan took the blow to his chin but wasn’t ready to give up. His body instinctively curled up, blocking the following punch with his arm.

No, to be more precise...

'It feels like a hammer coming down on me.'

The damage to his right arm from the punch was enormous.

With that blow, Erzan knew his right arm was severely compromised.

He now had to rely on his left arm to finish it off.

Next round? Not a chance.

'I’ll hit him right—right on the chin!'

That thought drove him to straighten up and prepare for the next move.

Bang!

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Just as Erzan positioned himself, Donghu’s punch slammed into his abdomen.

The boxer’s most well-conditioned part—his core.

"Ugh...!"

Erzan’s well-trained abdomen, designed to absorb shocks, broke under the punch.

His internal organs twisted, sending shockwaves throughout his body.

The brain, already shaken from earlier, took another blow.

"Ugh...!"

He crumpled to the ground.

1 minute and 2 seconds into round 1.

The match that had felt like an eternity was finally over.

***

The moment the Asian Games heavyweight semi-final match ended.

"...Aaaah!"

Thud.