Entering the judo field, Oh Sung-deuk smiled and raised his hand when he saw Jong-seok.

"Did you have fun yesterday?"

"Thank you for your consideration."

"Sometimes you have to let go. Pull it every day and it'll break off."

said Oh Sung-deuk, who smiled and spoke.

"And now that you're here, would you like another round?"

"Wouldn't it get in the way of the players?"

"It would be helpful for my children to stand up to a strong man, but what a distraction... ...I'd rather ask you."

"Then I'll change my clothes."

When Oh Sung-deuk nodded and saw Cho Hyun next to him, he took Jong-seok to the fitting room.

Several players were changing their clothes in the changing room.

Among the players who bowed their heads at the sight of Cho Hyun were Kim Sun-beom and Lee Chang-gul.

When Jo Hyeon came in, the players bowed to him.

"You're here."

Cho Hyun pulled his head to Kim Sun-beom's greeting and introduced Jong-seok.

This is Lee Jong-seok, a junior in high school. He's a fan of you guys."

Cho Hyun's words made Jong-seok taste better. Actually, I wanted to see them yesterday... ...but I didn't want to use the expression "fan" after hearing them talking earlier.

But since Jo-hyun already introduced it like that... ...

"This is Lee Jong-seok. It's good to see you."

"I heard about it yesterday. You're very good."

"It's great that you've knocked down four national team players."

Jong-seok said, looking at the two people smiling and greeting each other.

"If you don't mind... ...I'd like to learn a lesson from the two players. Is that okay?"

Jong-seok's Malel Kim Sun-beom laughed.

"You have a big weight difference with me. Is that okay with you?"

"I'm learning from a gold medalist, so please do me a favor."

"Then let's do that."

Kim Sun-beom weighs 90 kilograms, so compared to Jong-seok, he is more than 20 kilograms apart.

The difference in weight was both power and height. This difference was as disadvantageous as an adult and a child.

When Kim Sun-beom went out in uniform, other players began to change their clothes one by one.

Watching such players, Jong-seok began to wear uniforms.

'There's no hard feelings. But... ...the more Cho sees me, the better the treatment is. That's why I'm going to win.

Jong-seok intended to beat Kim Sun-beom. If Cho beat the gold medalist, he will see himself with really great eyes.

With that in mind, Jong-seok, who changed his uniform, began to enter the judo field.

"Whoa!"

Jo Hyeon hit Jong-seok's shoulder after a long breath.

"Let's warm up first."

Jong-seok nodded at Cho Hyun's words and approached the players who were warming up lightly.

Then Jong-seok, caught between them, slowly warmed up and saw Kim Sun-beom.

"Should I write my own work?'

The national team is an elite group of athletes. Any athlete wants to come in, but anyone can go in, it's Taereung.

That meant the national team was an elite player of the elite.

However, not all national team members are the same. There was a rank among the national team members.

First of all, the standing army and the first year of the village...He is a commoner. He is a member of the national team, but he is still unfamiliar with everything. He is qualified to exercise in Taeneung but not a member of the national team.

These are commoners... ...no, maybe lower classes than commoners.

And the national team players who are more than two years old are junior officials.

Most of these players are the mainstay of training and do all kinds of things. In military terms, it's a private first class.

And medalists... ...they are nobles. It is the highest class of athletes in the world.

However, even this aristocratic class is divided in rank. It's the color of the medal... ...and even if you win a hundred silver medals, one gold medal wins.

The gold medal is held by the world's best athlete, leaving Taeneung.

So the gold medalist is called the royal family. And among the royal family, the athlete who won several gold medals... ...is God.

And Kim Sun-beom was... ...a player in the very realm of God.

Kim Sun-beom was the God of Judo, who won three gold medals in Olympic gold, Asian championships, and Asian Games... ...and will have a grand slam if he wins a gold medal in the world championships in the future.

That's why Jong-seok tried to meet Kim Sun-beom.

Jong-seok was a little worried about whether he would be able to beat Kim Sun-beom only with his skills.

That's why I'm thinking about whether I should use my own work or not.

Let's stick together and decide.

It seems a bit cowardly to use the ball to an opponent who doesn't have it.

Kim Sun-beom approached Jong-seok, who warmed up with such thoughts.

"Then let's get started."

At Kim Sun-beom's words, Oh Sung-deuk from one tribe saw him.

"Are you going to have a fight with Mr. Lee?"

"Because you asked me to."

"Hmm..."

At Kim Sun-beom's words, Oh Sung-deuk opened his mouth while looking at Jong-seok.

"Mr. Lee's skills are real. You'll have to be careful."

Kim Sun-beom smiled and twisted his shoulder at Oh Sung-deuk's words. The meaning was clear.

I'm Kim Sun-beom.

Oh Seong-deuk nodded while thinking about something for a while about Kim's move.

"Mr. Lee's skills were real. In particular, changing the balance between the center of gravity and the opponent... ...is above the Seon-beom. But we can't ignore the weight difference.

From Oh's perspective, Jong-seok's skills were real. However, Kim Sun-beom is also a very talented person.

"Good for you. If you win, you'll avenge your children's loss yesterday, and if you lose, he'll feel something, too.

After winning the gold medal, Kim Sun-beom's personality was a little conceited.

I wasn't into training, but it was true that I was a little distracted from sports as I had a seat in the CF or entertainment field.

So even if he loses, it will help Kim.

I don't care how it goes.

Mumbling inwardly, Oh Sung-deuk gathered the players.

"Mr. Lee's skills are outstanding, so it would be good for you to see him."

At Oh Sung-deuk's words, the players saw Jong-seok and Kim Sun-beom.

"Isn't there too much weight difference?"

"You even said yes."

"Chansung weighs 81 kilograms, but the power difference between 90 kilograms is huge."

"Who's going to win?"

"I can't feel it yesterday."

Kim Sun-beom and Lee Chang-gul's faces were bewildered by the players' murmurs.

What are they saying?'

You can't sleep?'

It's just absurd. No matter how good he is, he is an ordinary person.

However, he says he doesn't know who will win if he does it with himself.

Against himself, the Olympic gold medalist.

"Ha!"

Kim Sun-beom, who burst into a small laugh, twisted his neck.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

Kim Sun-beom, who rubbed his neck, approached Jong-seok.

"If you can't feel it, I'll let you know."

When Kim Sun-beom approached Jong-seok, Oh Sung-deuk stood in the middle of both sides and raised his hands.

"Start"

At Oh Sung-deuk's cry, Kim Sun-beom raised his hand toward Jong-seok and began to approach him.

Jong-seok glanced at Kim Sun-beom as he approached him.

Instead of tension, Jo was looking at himself and Kim with curious eyes.

Is it just a competition from your point of view?'

Whoever wins or loses had nothing to do with Cho Hyun. Both of them are just the same juniors to Cho Hyun.

No... ...in terms of friendship, Kim will pay back more than himself. Kim Sun-beom has been working out in Taeneung for a long time.

Jong-seok, who turned his eyes from Cho Hyun and saw Kim Sun-beom, took a breath and approached him.

And Jong-seok's face hardened. As soon as he stood with Kim Sun-beom, he felt a huge presence.

'Is this the Olympic gold medalist's presence? It's like a mountain.

Jong-suk found the gold medalist too funny.

'He is at the pinnacle of tens of thousands of judo people all over the world. Best in the world, whether you're good or mentally... ...do your best."

Argh!

Jong-seok raised his inner space. It was conceit that he tried to face the gold medalist only with strength.

When Jong-seok raised his ball, Kim Sun-beom, who was approaching him, stopped moving.

"Gulp!"

The tension was also young in the eyes of Kim Sun-beom, who was looking at Jongseok. I could feel the weight of a mountain from Jongseok.

'Aslan?'

Aslan, a British judo hero who competed in the semifinals of the Olympics, was a rising presence.

'I can't feel it. Was that what you meant?'

Kim Sun-beom's smile was young along with his nervousness at Jong-seok.

It was the tension and joy of winning after a long time.

"Ha!"

With the shout, Kim Sun-beom quickly approached Jong-seok. There was no treatment or treatment for the general public.

Fa'at!

Jongseok was reminded of a gorilla when Kim Sun-beom came to grab his shoulder at the same time as he moved.

Papapot!

Along with him, Jong-seok's hand spread out a thousand leaves.

Kim Sun-beom's hands and Jong-seok's hands got tangled and quickly began to hit each other.

Pavat!

People often think Judo should be caught, but it isn't.

There exists the use of the hand to hold, and the power of the hand moving in the fight of its collar is strong.

And there's a kick. Of course it doesn't go up or move in splendor.

There is a slap on the opponent's feet and ankles just because it's an ankle slap. If you hit this ankle properly, the average person will pop and fall, and if you get hit properly, your ankle will break.

Now Jong-seok and Kim Sun-beom were fighting each other to create loopholes for each other using their hands and feet.

Papapot! Papapot!

The two finally caught each other in the intense movement of their hands and feet.

Fa'at!

Thud! Dudduck!

With the movement of the muscles, there was a cry of muscles from the collar that held each other.

Until now, the power of looking at each other's liver was strongly matched.

Argh!

'Crowl! What kind of grip......'

Jong-seok's face was surprised by Kim Sun-beom's strong grip on his collar and twist.

He was holding the collar of his chest, and it was a grip that seemed to rip off his chest.

What surprised him, however, was the same for Kim. He's holding his collar tightly and pulling it... ...

"You're not even close."

It is as if the body of the stone is immobilized at all.

In any case, it was Jongseok who moved first between the two men who were confronting each other with their feathers on them.

Moving back and forth, he began to shake Kim's balance.

Sweep! Sweep!

Kim Sun-beom started to move with the flow as if he had done well with Jong-seok's move.

Sweep! Sweep!

Kim Sun-beom, who was moving back and forth, put on the technique.

Foot-hitting... Kim Sun-beom's foot that sweeps the floor caught Jong-seok's foot.

'You're caught!

Kim Sun-beom moved his feet strongly with the feeling of being caught. As long as he didn't get caught, he twisted his hands and upper body upside down, putting his strength on the kick.

I'm trying to pass it on.

"Taat!"

Kim Sun-beom, who wriggles his body strongly and pulls his hand... ...

Then Jong-seok's body twisted with Kim Sun-beom pulling his hand.

It's as if it's been handed over by Kim Sun-beom... ...but...

Kim Sun-beom's foot touched the ground.

Blame!

Jong-seok, who turned his back on Kim Sun-beom at the same time as he touched the ground, gave him strength.

'What? Returning from this position?'

Kim Sun-beom gave more power to Jong-seok's behavior of attempting to reverse his ridiculous posture.

And... ...

"Taat!"

Kim Sun-beom's body soared with cheers.

'What?'

Kim Sun-beom, who soared into the air, quickly twisted his back. To prevent it from falling into the back and becoming a match.

Fa'at!

With the reflexive instinct of the gold medalist, Kim Sun-beom's body fell forward.

Then Kim Sun-beom's face hardened as he was about to wake up. Before he knew it, Jong-seok was riding on his body and putting his hand toward his neck.

'Gorge?'

I let my guard down. When the players compete, I prepare for tightness and pressure.

However, Jongseok is an ordinary person, so I didn't expect him to come in until I pressed him.

Surprised by him, Kim Sun-beom hurriedly tried to defend himself, but Jong-seok's arm was already in his neck, pulling his collar.

Kim Sun-beom's eyes began to relax at a moment when Jong-seok's technique, which came in in an instant and grabbed the collar and tightened it in an instant.

'You... ..run....'