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Even if Yuji was momentarily at the Workers' side, Hobin wouldn't stop himself from taking them down.
He wanted to save Gaeul, that was an immutable fact. But he couldn't ignore the atrocities committed by the Workers, and Gaeul, if she were with him, would be the first to support him in exposing them.
But it was far from being like his previous fights. His Newtube channel couldn't help him in this situation.
He relied solely on his own strength, which he had worked hard to cultivate over the last few months.
To take down the Workers' first branch, he would have to use everything he had learned.
And with Allied finally breaking into the abandoned building that the first branch used to hide its illegal activities, he would have the chance to do just that.
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When the group split up to gain time, Hobin advanced while Daniel stayed behind to take out some of the guards.
From what Daniel had told him, they should find someone called Jinyoung Park and save those captured by the Workers.
Hobin didn't know any of them apart from their names, so he could only advance and clear the way to facilitate the Allied advance.
But while he took down a few guards along the way, he didn't expect to find one of his allies completely knocked out when he entered a room.
Jay Hong was his name, if Hobin wasn't mistaken. And from his state, he seemed to have lost a tough battle.
And considering the tall, strong man looming menacingly a few meters away, Hobin could tell who was responsible for this.
"You didn't feel sorry for him at all, did you?"
Hobin, seeing the blood oozing from Jay's wounds, frowned as he turned to the person responsible for it.
"Because of that, I won't feel sorry for you."
With his strange black eyes staring at him, Hobin got into position, his fists clenching as he anticipated the battle.
This opponent of his was strong, he could tell with just a quick glance.
But as he carefully analyzed the opponent in front of him, Hobin could tell that he was absurdly strong.
'It's like I'm face to face with Yuji.'
Taking a step back, Hobin swallowed.
Retreating was far from an option at the moment.
"Do you understand, Hobin?"
In the middle of a forest, Hobin was sitting on the ground while an imposing Yuji stood in front of him, his body towering over the boy's small body.
"I'm teaching you because I see potential in you, a potential I don't see in many people."
Hobin, who had a few bruises all over his body, stood up slowly as he struggled to regulate his breathing.
"This style I'm teaching you, you have to make it your own. Use it, implement it, improve it as you see fit."
With blood dripping from a cut on his forehead, Hobin raised his head to face Yuji.
"Talent without effort is nothing, and an apprentice of mine should never submit to a lack of effort.
Show me, Hobin. Show me that teaching you wasn't a waste of time."
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Exploding towards his opponent, Hobin immediately attacked with a punch, but it was really an unpleasant surprise when the man merely swung his arm towards him, hitting him squarely with a punch that threw his body away.
'Strong!!!'
With blood flying from his mouth, Hobin quickly pulled himself together, his eyes widening as his opponent appeared in front of him.
Boom!
Unable to block a punch, Hobin had his solar plexus hit hard enough to knock all the air out of his lungs.
But as agonizing pain coursed through his body, his opponent seemed to have no intention of stopping when he hit him once again, this time with an elbow that pushed him to the ground.
'I'm being completely dominated!'
Pushing himself away, Hobin quickly stood up, only to realize that his left eye was covered in his own blood.
'Shit!'
Seeing no sign of his opponent, Hobin desperately put up his defense, but he wasn't fast enough to block a powerful punch that hit his ribs.
With blood pouring from his throat, he could clearly feel some of his ribs cracking, his teeth clenching as he gripped his opponent's shoulder.
"Got it!"
About to attack, a single punch from his opponent was enough to intercept him completely, his face colliding with the ground with enough force to crack the concrete.
The man he was facing was a monster, and Hobin had no hesitation in saying that he was on the same level as someone like Yuji.
How could he defeat someone like that?
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Getting up with difficulty, Hobin immediately had to raise his defense, his teeth clenching in pain as he was hit.
How could he beat someone of this level?
Jumping away to escape a kick, Hobin tried to advance, but a punch to his chin pushed him away.
"Make this your style."
With his eyes widening, Hobin's previously frightened expression hardened, his posture changing as his opponent exploded towards him.
'I understand.'
Narrowly dodging a punch, Hobin grabbed his opponent's wrist.
'I must use what I've been taught.'
With his opponent about to attack, his black eyes widened as his feet were suddenly lifted off the ground, his body doing a complete flip in the air, before his face was hit by a kick that sent him flying across the room.
"Hey, you idiot."
With his opponent already recovering from the blow, Hobin gave a small smile as he approached.
"Let me show you the power of the best style of all."
Boom!
Blocking a powerful punch with his forearms, Hobin immediately countered with a punch that flew in completely unpredictably, hitting his opponent full on.
"Baritsu!"
Grabbing his black-eyed opponent's shoulder, Hobin slammed him to the ground in a full shoulder throw, smashing the back of the man's head into the ground.
Taking advantage of this moment, Hobin tried to stomp on his face, but his opponent was quick to roll to the side while using a single arm to lift himself off the ground, hitting Hobin with a kick as he stood up.
'Even the shoulder throw didn't do much damage to him.'
With a nervous smile, Hobin wiped the blood from his lips as he prepared himself.
'I'm fucked.'