3RD PERSON POV

K: *smirk* Ah Yu....thank you for coming to Lion's Boxing Gym. Is it just you?

Yu: Everyone else is settling in. My match is in  more than a month and 2-3 week after my brother's first match. Ben's is in 2 months. We have a total of 3 months to stay here....but yes I'm alone for the day.

K: Good....very good. Come Yu.

They head through the gym, everyone stopping to look at Yu's rather ripped body as they make their way to K's special training room he prepared for his arrival.

Carmen: K....are you sure this punch bag is needed? No one can even move it, even some of the strongest professional boxers that come here can't move it.

K: *smirk* Yu here is different. I seen his strength....this is perfect.

*BOOM*

Yu punches the punching bag, a loud bang heard as the bag was moved back a bit.

???: *shock* What the....'That was like a cannon!'

Yu: *curious* Huh....

K: *smirk* Not so easy now is it? We'll be training her for the duration of your stay. And in addition, we'll be watching some of these debut matches as well. I got some to show you.

*BOOM*

He ducks under a cannon ball that eas shot at him from his side.

K: And you can't rest now...so show me what you got!

Yu: Ok.

He throws his stuff to the side, ready to box as K drills him on his specialized training with much eagerness as he was excited on the prospect of teaching Yu a thing or two.

Later

*BOOM*

Taesoo: Very good.

Ben: *pant* Thanks....

He rubs his fist before punching the rock as hard as he could, splitting it in half though Taesoo rubs his chin.

Taesoo: But your punch is still incomplete. You're very lucky my debut along with my disciple and Y/N collide with each other, or I might not have trained you. But anyways, what's your fighting style?

Ben: I just hit as hard as I can. 99.9% I just use my fists.

Taesoo: And fists we'll SOLELY work on. Your fists....have faith in them, and in two months, you'll be ready to take on anyone out there.

Ben: YES SIR!

Taesoo: *smirk* Call me Taesoo.

Hudson: Master, shall we train again?

Taesoo: Of course....*smirk* after all, winning debut matches may give you a lot of money. I can't slack off now.

They all trained their fists, Ben missing his friends but feeling that he is becoming more and more stronger.

Later

Y/N: JUST 15 MORE SECONDS!

Moon/Dal: S-SO TIRED!

They were doing some torturous exercise for hours already, Maya, Lee Na, Dajun and his crew joining in with everyone as they collapse onto the ground after 15 more seconds.

Do-Gyeom: *pant* H-How much stamina does Y/N have?!

Eundong: *pant* A-A lot...

Y/N: You alright? You seem the most winded out of everyone though you did half the work.

Y/N was quite concerned, seeing Eundong completely exhausted and wiped out as he hands him an energy bar.

Eundong: O-Oh.....

Y/N: Let's stop here.

Everyone: FINALLY!

Everyone collapses to the ground, grabbing their water bottles and chugging down some cool liquid while Y/N hung around with his girlfriends nearby.

Lee Na: *pant* H-How...do you have so much energy?

Maya: I can barely keep u-up.

Y/N: Training every single day of your life and fighting those stronger than you gets you to a lot of places.

Moon: How's Ben?

Y/N: He's training under Taesoo from back where we came from. He's a first generation king.

Dal: Is he like.......Mr. Kwak?

Y/N: He only uses his right hand.

Maya: Just his right hand?

Y/N: Just his right hand cuz that fist is all he needs. Though he's weaker than Jichang.

Lee Na: Huh...is there anyone I should know about?

Y/N: There's who you call the Iron Fortress...I-

*WHOOSH*

He dodges a punch and catches the fist of whoever punched him, turning around to find a guy with red hair grinning.

Qasim: SO YOU'RE A CONTESTANT TOO EH?! RANK #1450 OUT OF 5000 CONTESTANTS IN THE WORLD!

Y/N: Wait....what rank?

Qasim: Ah so you don't know...if you got a phone, they already sent you info about the world fighting championship league! Your opponents are even displayed!

Y/N whips his phone out immediately, logging into the website of the fighting league and went directly to his profile as his name was displayed.

NAME: Y/N

PARENTS: DECEASED

HEIGHT: 5'10.5''

RANK: 1450/5000

Y/N:..........This is a joke isn't it?

Moon: I mean it's world wide.

He scrolls down, seeing that Jichang was ranked #875, Ben was ranked #4875, Yu was ranked #1451, and Gun is ranked #1023.

Dal:....I call BS.

Qasim: I'M RANK #345! They heavily favor professional boxers and only take your achievements that are public. Age matters too....BUT WHO CARES?! YOUR BROTHER WILL BE MY OPPONENT FOR THE FIRST ROUND, SO I'VE TO TELL YOU THAT ONCE I'M FINISHED WITH HIM, YOU'RE NEXT!

He runs away, laughing as Y/N looks at the other rankings.

Lee Na: Rankings may be highly inaccurate so don't take it for granted.

Y/N: Got it.

???: You don't need to worry about that.

They all turn to find a lady in what seemed to be a white shirt with a tie and black pants...kind of like a mafia member approach them.

???: Are you girls signing up for the showcase portion instead?

Dal: Yup! Tryouts are in a month!

???: I am too with the mixed main tournament....good thing they're fixing the rankings 3 days after debuts.

Maya: Who the fuck are you?

???: Ah...name's Emma. Mafia boss, living in the US, learner of 16 different languages, ranked #65 out of the 5000....*chuckle* Your ranks are obviously way too low are they?

Y/N: HELL YES-

*BOOM*

He was sent flying through the air, the small tree breaking under his weight as he tumbles along the ground until he lands onto his feet.

Emma: You may be known in South Korea, but I'm known very much around the world. Lower ages are usually ranked lower than those older.....*whistle* Not bad....

Y/N gets up, wiping the blood off his nose while grinning.

Y/N: Not bad...I got caught off guard though. You're strong!

Emma: You too. But now the real game begins since I held back.....let's see-

Charles(PvP): WOAH WOAH EASY THERE!

Bodyguard stopped them before they could charge at each other.

Y/N/Emma: Charles?

Emma: Wait you know him?

Y/N: Yeah there's like a massive underground fighting league in the entirety of South Korea and I met him there. I fought like....15 times and all wins. How the hell-

Charles(PvP): I've been personally invited to help guide and create many unique events and systems for the world fighting championship league....*smirk* If you're a low rank, prove that you could rise to the top. And Emma is it?

Emma: Huh.....

Charles(PvP): There was a talk given to only Top 100 ranked people in the entire world just 3 days ago here. If you go around....you might meet some of them~ And there are several facilities dedicated for exclusively members of this league. But no fighting outside of official league battles!

Y/N: *phone* Wait.....the battles are beginning in 30 minutes!

Charles(PvP): *grin* There's one nearby at you could run to in 15 minutes~ Seats are reserved usually for people of the tournament itself though with as many guests as they want...which is why they often bring tens, even hundreds of people with them-

The all began sprinting in the direction of wherever they're going as some men put Emma's cloak back onto her before they head away in a large car.

Charles(PvP): Yeah...they fucked up the ranking system alright.

Later

Carmen: Why do you box?

Yu: To be strong enough to protect my friends and family.....especially myself.

K: Those two infamous criminals that big guy and your brother crippled for life......they would've been ranked pretty high. That 1451 is NOTHING...because they don't know your true potential.

Y/N: Yo.

Yu turns around, surprised to see his brother and everyone else sitting right behind them.

Do-Gyeom: *CRUNCH* Popcorn sure is good.

???: Yeah....

Maya had a curious look on her face, resting her chin on Y/N's head while Lee Na held Y/N's right arm. Moon held his left arm and Dal was sitting on his lap, guys staring at him with a jealous look though quickly looked away from his glare.

Emma: You can intimidate them pretty easily Huh.....

Y/N: Yeah.

Yu: Who's she?

Y/N: She's Emma and is ranked 65 out of the 5000.

K: *curious* Oh? Top 70 in the entire world?

Maya: Ranking's are inaccurate...but to be ranked into the top 100, you have to be strong enough to be recognized like that.

K suddenly had a look of curiosity and excitement on his face and sizes Emma up.

K: Mmm....not bad at all...

Y/N: She sent me flying with a punch...it kinda hurts too.

Emma: I held back.

K: 'So she's a force of nature too....*smirk* I can't wait to meet everyone who's strong!'

*BAM*

???: CONTESTANT AARON TIDE IS MERCILESSLY BATTERING CONTESTANT SERGEANT BRIAN WITH A BARRAGE OF BLOWS!

*CRUNCH*

K: Ranked 20 out of 5000.........

Y/N: Tom Lee's.......Ranked 16.......to think there could be someone stronger than him.....

Emma: Tom?

Y/N: Tom Lee, Mr. Carpenter...he's from South Korea like me.

Emma: Ah....

Y/N: I regularly spar with him.

Emma suddenly had a shocked look on her face along with several tournament competitors who faced him.

Y/N: He's definitely stronger than me though...but I manage each time.

Emma: Seriously?

Y/N: Yup.

*BOOM*

A loud thud was heard as Aaron's opponent collapsed onto the ground, unconscious and bleeding.

Aaron: *surprised* 'I used a lot of my strength there...and it took 10 minutes!'

Aaron was relieved his punches weren't sending these competitors to the hospital, but was worried what would have happened if he was pushed to his limit as he greets his wife and kid.

K: Winner actually can now earn 500 million dollars and then 250 million for second place and so on. Prize pool extends all the way to the round of 1024 where every contestant even if they lose get $250000.

Y/N: How the hell did they get this much money?

Emma: They actually have been working on something like this for the past 20 years, saving up enough money to pull something this big as well.

Y/N: I see.....

Moon/Dal: *awe* Woah......

Emma: The showcase side sadly gets much less with about $90000 as a consolation prize from losing even with the women side of the championship league.

Dajun: Damn.......

They all talked with each other, everyone having the time of their lives as the next match rolls in.

Y/N: 'Who exactly is my opponent though?'

Later

???: Roberta that was amazing!

Roberta: Yeah...I know.

A seemingly normal maid though her eyes were as sharp as ever walks with her master's son, making their through the streets that they were on after she finished a rank 745 in just a minute. Poor guy was crying after his bones shattered and he was bleeding profusely from dozens of cuts though he was in stable condition.

???: But....please take it a little easy now. He was-

Roberta: Injuries will be taken care of...don't worry master....I won't-

*THUD*

She crashes into Y/N out of nowhere though the two stood rooted in place.

Roberta: So you're my 2nd debut opponent.

Y/N: And you're my first.

Roberta: How unlucky....

Roberta: You should forfeit if you value your life.

This sent chills through Y/N's spine, confusing him as she walks away with the kid yelling SORRY!

Y/N:.....*looks at phone* 'Damn this might be harder than I thought....former FARC guerilla soldier trained as an assassin...internationally wanted criminal....even half the top 20 ranked people prefer not to fight her with the highest being ranked 3 saying he would need preparation to avoid injuries and he'd rather not get injured in debut matches....well Tom said I'll be fine so yeah. Ranked 40....could be higher according to Charles cuz rankings are inaccurate. Main hand to hand is CQC.' Oh.......damn.

Emma: I pity you really-

Y/N: *excited* I want to fight her.

Maya: Y/N....you sure about this?

He looks at Maya who had an uneasy look on her face.

Maya: *sweating* Bloodhound of Florencia....the entire military branch I was in fears her. Many soldiers across the world fear her. There's a reason not many people want to fight her. You need a literal army with military grade guns to contest with her.

Y/N: Honestly I'm down for it.

Maya shakes her head, Y/N not knowing what he was getting into as he casually sips some water and oblivious to how everyone was worried about Maya's scared expression at the sight of the woman.

Y/N: 'Hmmm...maybe I should take this opportunity to train.'

Next Chapter: Hardcore Training