Font Size
15px

In a typical situation—

When a fighter tumbles off the ropes and hits the ground from the impact, they often land on their head, creating a serious risk of injury.

But—

"Ah! Zain Lance! He pulled off a perfect tumble as he fell!"

"Looks like Donghu Kim expected it—he doesn’t even bother to check!"

"Wait, we’re being told there was already a mattress laid out where he landed! That’s incredible!"

"Wow, I didn’t know they’d prepared sothing like that. Was it the organizers’ ticulous planning?"

Zain Lance got up completely fine, as if there was nothing to worry about.

Even though Donghu had clearly knocked him down.

Even though the hit should’ve given him a concussion-level shock.

"...Ha. Didn’t expect that kind of twist."

Zain Lance looked straight at —calm and unfazed.

But—

‘Did it work?’

His gaze was nothing like the Zain Lance I knew.

His pupils were dilated, unfocused. But his mouth moved like nothing was wrong.

Like his body was dead, but his mind was still barely alive.

Even soone with zero awareness could tell—

This was Fate.

"You pulled so bullshit and bought yourself a delay from death, huh."

"Whoa, wait a sec... this whole situation is really..."

"What?"

"Pathetic."

Losers are supposed to stay silent.

But now he was literally trying to possess his own body to keep talking?

‘I hate this kind of plot.’

This was the classic video ga pattern.

Phase 1: the villain gets wrecked.

Then he says things like “I didn’t expect this,” “You’re strong,” “I acknowledge you,” “This is getting fun.”

And then the real duel begins in Phase 2.

I’d seen it so many tis in past lives, it made sick.

Honestly, I had nothing to say to him.

He’d been trying to kill the whole ti. Like so Poké-monster yelling "I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!" every chance he got.

What kind of conversation can you have with soone like that?

So I just turned my back and walked away.

The winner’s interview was scheduled for the press room anyway.

No reason to waste more ti here.

***

While Kim Donghu was giving his official press conference—

The world was still watching the Donghu Kim vs. Zain Lance match.

ㄴHoly shit, that was insane.

ㄴRewind it.

ㄴNo, seriously, this doesn’t even make sense.

People kept rewatching the match again and again.

ㄴI thought I was watching Tekken.

ㄴThat uppercut that launched him? That’s literally a Shoryuken.

ㄴPerfect fra input—this guy’s a lunatic.

The scene from Round 1 where they traded blows intensely—

Then Donghu dodged the headbutt and countered perfectly—

That mont beca one of the most replayed highlights.

ㄴHow did that get ruled “unintentional” headbutt?

ㄴDid the ref get paid off?

ㄴDude was clearly aiming for the spot with murder in his eyes.

ㄴHe looked like a goddamn rhinoceros. 😂

His eyes were locked on Donghu the entire ti—how was that accidental?

So even said he tried to stomp on Donghu’s foot and target the back of the head.

Why wasn’t that penalized?

The discourse exploded—

But since Donghu won, it ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) didn’t really erupt into scandal.

Especially because—

"There's been talk that Zain Lance pulled so dirty tricks during the match. What are your thoughts?"

"He gave it everything he had to beat . But he couldn’t. So it’s just unfortunate for him."

Donghu’s sharp, candid responses made sure any foul play got publicly dragged through the mud.

And since the fighter himself called it out, the audience had no reason to get upset on his behalf.

If the man in the ring said it was shady, then that’s what it was.

"SNS has shown so rather wild behavior from you lately. Was that part of your strategy?"

"Yes. I’m not just a boxer, I’m also an actor. I felt like adding so story flavor."

"So people are saying you’re like Bruce Wayne by day, Batman by night. What’s your take on that?"

"I’m grateful to be seen as both Bruce Wayne and Batman."

Having just achieved the fourth-highest box office success in Hollywood with Murciélago—

Kim Donghu’s global influence was now impossible to ignore.

At that very mont, his post-fight interview was being watched by an estimated 300 million people.

He was, quite literally, “the man the world is watching.”

And that man—

"The next match is scheduled for six months from now, in the UFC. Is that right?"

"Yes, that’s correct."

"Can we hear your thoughts heading into that?"

"I’ll crush him again. Maybe even lighter this ti."

He didn’t hold back when talking about his rival.

Strike while it’s hot—so they never get any foolish ideas again.

Donghu planned to obliterate Fate once and for all in that next opportunity.

‘That’ll be the last ti.’

After that match, there’d be no room left for tricks or interference in his life.

No waves, no gods, no Fate—nothing.

"So might say Zain Lance’s true stage is the UFC."

"Is that so?"

"MMA involves so much more than just punching. Are you not afraid of that?"

A journalist asking the winner if he’s afraid?

His bias was showing so clearly, it was almost funny.

"Why should I be afraid of a loser?"

"P-pardon?"

"Why do you think I wouldn’t be good at MMA? Do I look like this was my first MMA fight?"

When soone acts out of line, you push back.

"This isn’t the first ti I’ve received an offer from the UFC. And I turned them down every ti. Do you know why?"

"Uh, well..."

"No. You’re misunderstanding sothing. It wasn’t because I was scared."

Donghu ford a circle with his fingers and smiled brightly at the reporter.

"It’s because they didn’t offer enough money. Not enough to get in the Octagon."

That implied he could’ve fought anyone, anyti.

Flash!

Caras exploded like fireworks.

Donghu, unbothered, kept speaking.

"When Zain Lance gets crushed inside that cage at year’s end... who’s even left for to fight? Can you find soone who can afford to put in the ring again?"

If Zain Lance—currently considered the strongest—gets brutally defeated inside the UFC cage...

Who could they pit against Donghu next?

None of the reporters could answer.

And with their stunned silence, the victorious interview ca to a close.

***

After all the boxing events and responsibilities wrapped up—

I went straight ho to my house in Hollywood and collapsed on my bed.

"Phew... not easy."

Even after the match, the to-do list was endless.

I wanted to rest so badly...

But I didn’t want to skip fan service. I got greedy.

But then—

"...Wait... no one left?"

Sensing people nearby, I sat up.

"Of course not. If we leave now, who knows when we’ll see you again?"

Starting with Sujin—

"...It’s rare when our tour schedule lines up this perfectly."

Jaerin.

"I’m your boxing manager. Isn’t it obvious I’d be here?"

Yerim.

"Harley Quinn’s supposed to be with Joker."

Evelyn.

"Onii-chan! Chisako is Catwoman, rember?"

Even Chisako was here.

God knows when they all snuck into my house.

"It’s ti we finally win."

"Huh?"

Despite Sujin’s sudden declaration—

The other four won all nodded solemnly.

"How long are you planning to keep that stamina? That’s not normal! It’s not even possible!"

"Wait, hold on—what are you talking about?"

"You finished your match, then imdiately went to events, running around nonstop. You must be exhausted, right?"

"Right?"

"Which ans this is our best chance to win!"

Sujin kept saying all this confusing stuff—

And Chisako just kept nodding along like “Mhm, mhm.”

‘Wait... are they still hung up on that dressing room thing?’

When all five of them ganged up on ...

But never managed to find the end of my stamina.

Honestly, it was the first ti I ever felt truly satisfied.

But now—

They wanted revenge.

Because I was at my weakest.

"S-soone told this is important for a long-lasting marriage..."

Jaerin, blushing, said it with surprising courage.

"At night, the woman’s supposed to win!"

Yerim chid in.

"Majority wins, Tarzan. That’s just logic."

Evelyn added.

"Charge! Forward!"

And with Chisako’s rallying cry—

All five of them charged straight at the bed I was sitting on.

The result, of course—

"...Hah. That was really close today."

Was still my victory.

***

Six months passed.

Honestly, nothing major happened during that ti.

YouTube kept pumping out videos of the Kim Donghu vs. Zain Lance fight.

All the articles were basically the sa.

Whenever I got bored and browsed YouTube—

Every channel was analyzing how the UFC match might go.

Current fighters, retired ones—

Anyone even remotely linked to combat sports threw in their two cents.

And every single video got at least 500k views.

The Kim Donghu vs. Zain Lance match had beco a bottomless goldmine for views.

As the world debated who would win in the UFC—

Ti passed quickly.

And finally—

The day of the UFC fight arrived.

You are reading Life is Easier If You’re Handsome Chapter 319 on novel69. Use the chapter navigation above or below to continue reading the latest translated chapters.
Share with your friends
Library saves books to your account. Reading History saves recent chapters in this browser.
Continuous reading

You may also like

No reviews yet. Be the first reader to leave one.
Please create an account or sign in to post a comment.