Guys, did you all read the latest lookism chapter.
Personally I love Jinrang however no freaking way the man defeated all the kings...Like no way, Gongseob and Taesoo looked so effortless in their panel and yet everybody thinks that Jinrang defeated them all...I don't know why.
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"Have you ever heard of Gapryong Kim ?" Apollo spoke while sneaking a few sips in between.
He had already explained to Jichang what the Kings stood for... Which for now didn't mean anything since the title had yet to be officially established.
Every king had his region in which their business was supposed to be operated. Amongst the many kings, Jichang was the richest. That much was clear from the manhwa that Apollo had read, and it was that fact that made him want to acquire Jichang beforehand.
Even Kitae Kim wanted him as his advisor.
"Yes, I have ...he is a failed politician, why?" Jichang spoke; he had long since become accustomed to the surprise Apollo brought.
He smirked. Saying Gapryong Kim was just a failed politician was the understatement of the century...the man singlehandedly could be called the strongest.
He had put Shingen Yamazaki into depression...and that man was the king of the Japanese underworld.
"Alright then, let me tell you all about the leader of the Fist Gang."
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"You are saying his punch could shatter buildings... Don't make me laugh; we do not live in a fantasy world." Jichang still couldn't believe the tales of the man he called the leader of the Fist gang.
Of course, why would anyone? The idea of kings was acceptable…while outrageous...but acceptable, but humans weren't born with the ability to shatter buildings.
Apollo didn't take any offense to his cautiousness.
Instead he suddenly stood up, "Pay the bill and follow me."
Jichang could only resign and follow him. The man had evoked too much of his curiosity.
They kept walking until they ended up in a small area full of trees.
Apollo looked at him and spoke, "Watch this."
While his master had only made him condition his body, his mind still remembered the back kick his teacher had shown him.
Hansu Seong was strong...enough to be called a legend. Just by copying his technique, Apollo had risen to a new level.
With the better state of his body, he could do things that people would never believe.
Seeing Jichang observing him, he quickly twisted his body. Every single muscle followed his intent. A slight illusion of Hansu Seong appeared behind him.
He pushed back with all his strength; his leg became a phantom as it launched itself at the tree.
BOOM
Jichang took a step back from the wind pressure that was generated; Apollo's leg ached; however, he didn't let it show.
Instead, let the future King of Seoul gawk at his display of strength.
The tree had a foot-sized dent inside; small shards were spread all across the ground.
Jichang looked at the sky before sighing, "Fuck, you are right."
He snapped his head back before looking at me, "What is our business plan?"
Jichang wasn't an advisor or a sidekick. No, he was an equal, a partner with whom Apollo intended to reach the skies.
"First, you get the seat of the King of Seoul."
This time Jichang's lips parted a bit; a small smirk tugged at his lips.
The future had something for him, and for a long time, he was excited.
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Apollo was satisfied with his deal with Jichang; they had understood their roles and even discussed the terms of their future business.
Of course the first thing he did was remove the god-awful cap that Jichang wore, instead letting him relish in a side part.
"This suits you so much better," he had spoken back then.
Of course, right now he was heading back to his orphanage. While being rich was a plan, he had yet to achieve any of it.
'Now all I need to do is train and train.'
Just like that, the rest of the month soon passed as well. Hansu Seong taught every single technique he knew to Apollo.
He made him run till his legs were on fire, made him jump with a log tied to his back, and even stretched his legs like they were jelly.
And Apollo took all of the training with a smile. His body grew stronger and fuller. He was now exactly six feet tall and had a very good foundation in taekwondo.
His legs had the strength of a bull, and his speed was enough to blitz multiple people.
He had long since changed his hairstyle as well; his bangs were now a part of history. Instead he now rocked a middle part.
His face had maintained its low body fat, clearly showing off his well-made jaw and high cheekbones.
Apollo was handsome, and he knew it.
And his first step in Ansan was to finally rejoin his school.
'After all, the bully system had to be placed,' he thought as he went to his school after a whole month of rest. The reason? He was ill.
It was bad, but since his principal agreed, that was all he needed.
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Meanwhile, Jichang had been training and fighting across all of Seoul.
At first the man had tried boxing; however, he could tell the art wasn't working for him.
He switched between multiple martial arts styles and continued pressing school after school.
His goal was to go after the current strongest in Seoul; however, as Apollo had warned him, he must first find his own fighting style... So all he did was fight and adapt.
He kept doing it until he finally decided on one.
The Hand Blades.
His hands moved like a serpent, and he could utilize most of his intellect in the fights. From the very moment he found his fighting style...something changed. He was even stronger; he adapted, and he kept growing strong.
He could destroy trees if he tried, and he finally believed himself to be ready.
'Ready to take the seat of the King.'
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Of course, things weren't as simple for everyone. Gapryong Kim was just sipping tea one afternoon when a member of his crew suddenly barged into his room, panting.
"What is it ?" he asked, barely giving him a glance.
"Sir... sir, a kid with those eyes has been spotted."
Gapryong's eyes widened. "Where?"
"Ansan"
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