Ch.240We’ll skip the face-off.

During the time when Kim Donghu and Evelyn were officially doing promotional activities together, there was an extremely famous clip that couldn’t be shown publicly.

The video began with Evelyn and Kim Donghu sitting side by side.

During an official interview.

-So I… I asked Tarzan, “Do Koreans always eat this spicy?” And he said well…

As Evelyn continued speaking, she naturally placed her hand on Kim Donghu’s leg.

-Um, huh? Ah! Uh, um… Oh, s-sorry. I, really.

The scene captured her immediately jumping up from her seat and apologizing right after placing her hand there.

The true meaning of the video was obvious to anyone perceptive.

ㄴKim Donghu, what exactly are you hiding in your thigh?

ㄴWhy does this person carry sausages in his pocket?

ㄴSo the rumor that he won over Tarzan with pure physical attributes was true

People were shocked.

Naturally, this video spread widely with hundreds of millions of views.

And of those hundreds of millions of views, about 20 were from…

“…That crazy bastard!”

Edward Maxwell was responsible for those views.

In fact, it would have been stranger not to watch it.

When it was just a few clicks away on YouTube.

How could anyone not watch it?

Edward still had feelings of unrequited love for Evelyn in his heart.

And in that situation, you dare to enter the press conference with Evelyn?

“You won’t even be able to sit together anyway!”

Since Evelyn wasn’t an official match participant.

She couldn’t attend the official press conference, only observe from nearby.

Yet the reason they entered together? It was too obvious.

“Openly humiliating me…! That crazy primitive bastard.”

Pure mockery.

On the surface, they claimed it was for promoting “Tarzan.”

But no one was fooled about the real reason being mockery directed at him.

“How did he even think to do something so arrogant? Did the promotion approve this?”

“It’s because of PPV sales. Do you know how much people are paying to watch this match?”

“…That much? For our match?”

At that answer, Coach Pence grabbed Edward’s shoulder firmly.

“Ed, you absolutely cannot make this his match.”

“What are you suddenly talking about?”

“It has to be our match, or more precisely! More precisely, you need to make it your match!”

“No, what are you suddenly saying?!”

“Don’t overthink it, just kill the primitive.”

After saying that, Coach Pence stepped back.

It was almost time for Edward’s entrance.

“Okay, I get it. Whatever it takes, winning is what matters.”

I’ll win today’s press conference.

And I’ll win the match too.

Muttering this, Edward left the fighter’s waiting room.

As soon as the entrance signal came, he headed straight for the press conference hall.

What he saw was numerous cameras, flashes, and reporters.

Hyenas trying to tear off something, anything.

And the next thing he saw was.

“Is this the kind of petty prank you play in your country? Primitive?”

The damn Tarzan.

Before even sitting down.

Edward sneered at Kim Donghu.

“Does everything look petty to a defeated male? Feeling helpless?”

Kim Donghu didn’t back down and fired back coolly.

This was the beginning of the first official press conference.

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Edward VS Kim Donghu match.

Bob Diren, the MC and top-ranked promotion company representative for the first official press conference, was slightly nervous.

‘Such a big match… Whew, I haven’t been this nervous climbing up to this position.’

Honestly, the first press conference was usually just like child’s play.

Most cases ended with pretending to hate each other or just saying something moderate.

Especially in boxing, this was even more so.

‘Usually they just fight over whose career is more impressive.’

But when a woman gets involved.

And not just any woman, but the current top diva.

The tension was unbelievable.

‘Plus, we skipped a lot.’

In the normal press conference order.

The promoter’s statement should come first.

But Bob, the promotion representative, skipped this process.

Since the most important thing now was this war of words.

He judged that such a process was unnecessary.

“Now we will begin the press conference.”

As soon as Bob finished speaking.

Rustle rustle.

The reporters prepared to type on their keyboards in optimal positions.

“First, I’ll ask the champion. What does this match mean to you?”

Edward was the first to receive a question.

He immediately brought his mouth to the microphone as if he didn’t need to think.

“Education. Teaching a primitive about modern culture, with my fists.”

Hahahahaha.

As soon as Edward finished speaking, the reporters laughed fiercely.

Riding the momentum, Edward also smiled and continued.

“What would he know? With just pretending to be a primitive in places where amateurs play.”

Continuing his words, Edward lightly held up five fingers.

“Five rounds, I’ll end it within five rounds. I’m predicting a TKO.”

Flash flash flash!

Flashes exploded fiercely at those words.

Simultaneously, the cameras turned toward Kim Donghu.

“What does this match mean to the challenger?”

The same question given.

“A light stepping stone for the unified heavyweight champion. Nothing more.”

But the answer was extremely short.

There was no following response from the reporters.

And from this answer.

Rustle rustle.

The reporters began raising their hands as if they had been waiting.

The official Q&A time began.

“A question for Edward. What do you think is your opponent’s weakness?”

“Stamina and experience, things a primitive could never have.”

“A question for Edward. What kind of match flow do you expect?”

“I’ll make him feel the wall from round one, play with him a bit, and finish him in round five.”

I’ll even give him time to surrender.

Always keep a white towel ready.

Haha.

Again, the reporters’ laughter followed.

In fact, the atmosphere made it inevitable.

There had been many provocations and various verbal exchanges.

Although many believed Kim Donghu had landed a good hit.

‘This is practically my home turf.’

The place where they were holding the press conference was ultimately in the West.

Edward had a tremendous home advantage.

Perhaps that’s why.

Most questions were directed at Edward.

Since the current social media opinion wasn’t favorable to Edward.

They were trying to gain an advantage at least in this local press conference.

‘Well, even a mutt gets to eat half at home.’

Kim Donghu wasn’t particularly moved by this aspect.

If the interview had been conducted in his own country, it would have been a similar situation.

‘In the end, it all comes down to what happens in the ring anyway.’

So no matter what Edward said, he wasn’t particularly concerned.

“For a primitive, you’re too arrogant. Is it because you received stupid teachings?”

Until he brought up family, that is.

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‘Wow, going hard from the first press conference?’

‘He clearly thinks they’re pushing for him.’

While the reporters were surprised by the high-level comment about family, which was quite intense for a first press conference.

BANG!

A sound like a bomb exploding came from Kim Donghu’s table.

“…?”

Wondering what happened, they urgently turned their heads.

“Holy shit.”

“Wait, wait! Guards! What are the guards doing!”

Kim Donghu, who had broken the table with a single blow, was standing up.

Even though the insult wasn’t particularly severe.

As if family was his sore spot, Kim Donghu rose from his seat.

Step, step.

He moved toward Edward.

A situation about to explode.

“Guards!”

Bob, who was conducting the press conference, urgently called for guards.

Guards bigger and heavier than Kim Donghu rushed to him, but.

“Move.”

Creak, creak.

They couldn’t stop Kim Donghu’s footsteps.

It was truly a destructive scene.

Even with nearly 2-meter tall giants clinging to him.

They couldn’t stop the footsteps of just one man.

‘Crazy, what strength…!’

‘Is he a monster?!’

‘He’s walking with us hanging on him!’

Kim Donghu walking steadily toward his opponent while carrying three people.

It was an indescribable terror.

Even Bob, who was between Edward and Kim Donghu.

‘…So why bring up family! That’s just something you shouldn’t mention!’

His knees were weak, and he couldn’t even think of stopping him.

He had met countless people and experienced various types.

But he had never seen someone this frightening.

With eyes that looked like he could really kill someone.

“Say that one more time.”

Kim Donghu, having passed Bob, arrived right in front of Edward.

By this time, two more guards had joined, but.

Even so, they couldn’t subdue Kim Donghu.

“W-what?”

A flustered Edward.

“Don’t cross the line, Ed.”

Calling him like a child.

Creak, creak.

Lightly crushing Edward’s microphone with one hand.

“Be grateful this isn’t the ring.”

Kim Donghu answered while suppressing his anger as much as possible.

“Don’t test my kindness.”

I’m not as generous as you think.

At those words.

“….”

Edward couldn’t say anything.

The momentum he had been riding, believing in his home ground advantage, died instantly.

Meanwhile, Kim Donghu.

Maintained his unwavering presence despite the guards clinging to him.

The sight was like watching Samson bound in iron chains.

“I’ve said all I needed to say, you can let go now.”

After delivering all his words.

Kim Donghu continued as gently as possible.

‘A beast in human form.’

‘The guards are straining to hold him back…’

‘Yet the man himself looks so calm, really…’

The reporters urgently raised their cameras, not wanting to miss this moment.

“…We will skip the face-off.”

Bob quickly delivered the closing statement to wrap up this moment.

About 10 weeks remained until the boxing match.

Gulp.

Somehow, it felt like that time would be someone’s execution.