Life is Easier If You’re Handsome

Kim Donghu is an irreplaceable talent in Korean boxing.

At just 20 years old, he won the Olympic gold medal in the heavyweight division.
Then, just two years later, he claimed the gold in the heavyweight division at the Asian Games.

The time it took him to achieve this? Less than 12 minutes.
There had never been a boxer in history who delivered a performance like that.

So, when Kim Donghu announced that he would hold an intensive training camp for athletes,
active boxing players were filled with immense expectations.

They didn’t expect anything extraordinary.
They just wanted to experience it for themselves.

How high is the bar of the world they should aim for?
How strong is the strongest human being at this point in time?

They wanted to experience that strength firsthand.

But...

"Ugh!"
I never imagined I’d experience it so quickly.
And so directly.

"Your breathing is weak when you’re hit. If this were serious, you would’ve been down by now."
"...Ugh, gasp, thank you."
"If it’s too much, you can stop anytime."
"No! I must finish the first round! I must!"

This was a golden opportunity.
I absolutely couldn’t miss it.

With that thought, Park Ji-hong clenched his mouthpiece tightly.

‘This is 50%?’
I’d trained my abdomen well, and I’d never been knocked down by a body shot.

But I never thought I’d experience it during training.
And in a sparring session where the opponent was only giving 50%.

It didn’t feel humiliating.
It was actually thrilling.

This was what the world’s strongest looked like right now.
And I had the chance to be in a camp with that strongest.

I was ecstatic.

‘But this pressure... it feels like I’m facing a wild beast.’

Park Ji-hong stared at Kim Donghu’s eyes, surprised.
Is this really the atmosphere that a human can give off?

A form that seemed like it was forcibly woven from untamed lines.
A punch that could send anyone flying no matter where it landed.
Still, Kim Donghu faced his opponent with a calm demeanor and not a single change in expression.

All these things stacked up, creating an overwhelming sense of fear.
And the most frightening of them all was his breathing.

Even though less than a minute had passed.