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Cha Jin-Hyeok frowned.
‘Isn’t that Kim Doo-Hwan?’
The screen showed the Player Taekwon V, Kim Doo-Hwan, bloodied and his wrists shackled with chains.
“What is this? Are they filming a movie or something?” Jin-Hyeok asked Cha Jin-Sol.
“It’s not a movie. It’s for real.”
He found the situation incomprehensible. “It must be some kind of performance.”
“It’s not!”
After suffering a crushing defeat at Jin-Hyeok’s hands, Doo-Hwan seemed to have had an epiphany and had been honing his skills in the field of performance. Jin-Hyeok had found this extremely satisfying.
Doo-Hwan was an entertainer-class Player[1] whom Jin-Hyeok had admired even before his regression, someone who had integrated Taekwondo into his Play to create flashy and beautiful techniques, standing at a pinnacle different from that Jin-Hyeok stood on. Doo-Hwan was known as the Hwarang of the Ashen Cherry Blossom, an impressive nickname in Jin-Hyeok’s opinion.
“If this is not a performance, then what is it?”
Doo-Hwan’s comrades were also beaten to a pulp and scattered across the floor.
“Hold on. I need to see when the video first starts. Rewind it for me,” Jin-Hyeok asked.
On the screen, a man with a red beard, Oliverne, laughed.
⌜Behold. This is the true face of fake martial arts. These are the kinds of trash who are even worse than...
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