Ch.243238 – Self-Defense Techniques

“Umm… excuse me…”

-What is this? lol

-LMAO

-It’s like filming a broadcast filming a broadcast filming a broadcast filming a broadcast…

-It’s like those mirrors on both sides of an elevator hahaha

-What are you even doing, NoName? lol

Two cameras are facing each other, filming one another.

The camera director, looking uncomfortable, finally says something to NoName who is filming him.

“Hey friend, what are you doing?”

“Filming.”

-Who is this person anyway?!

-Are you a robber?!

-Don’t worry~ I am a robber~

-Thought I wouldn’t catch your early morning stream?

-What’s with that camera? Looks like professional equipment.

-Is it just a skin?

It was already 11 AM with the sun high in the sky, but for some people, it was still dreamland hours.

With the broadcast suddenly starting without any notice again, managers who had notifications turned on rushed in, rubbing their sleepy eyes as they joined the stream.

And what do they find but some bearded man holding a broadcasting station camera and filming?

NoName turned her personal streaming camera toward herself to explain the situation to viewers demanding answers.

“Today I thought we’d do a somewhat special broadcast.”

-Spe?cial

-When has it ever NOT been special? (genuinely curious)

-How could you turn off your stream with just one match left for Grandmaster promotion?!

-NoName turned off the stream and got Grandmaster after all lolololol

-There were too many stream snipers.

-I curse you, NoName… may you get trolls and 15-minute surrenders in your next Challenger promotion series…

“This is the camera director. They’re currently filming for ‘Genius Discovery,’ and I thought we might need your help, so I came to ask for your cooperation through the stream.”

-Whoa!

-Genius Discovery?

-Wow!

-Ah, after all this time of hardship and oppression… finally the world recognizes NoName…

-A streamer with unusually low popularity compared to their skill.

└ 10,000 average viewers is practically a major corporation!

└ If NoName streamed consistently every day, she’d easily hit 30,000.

-Earth’s 2043-born highest output performer!

└ Someone born in the 40s exists? Stop lying~

-I can’t believe she’s 24 years older than me;;

└ You’d have to multiply NoName’s age by 4 to get your age lolol

[‘ChildZoneRacingDriverUmJunyong’ donated 1,000 won!]

-Mom, I’m on TV!

The camera director broke into a sweat upon witnessing the chaotic donor username.

If broadcast television is like the well-organized Olympics, internet streaming is like an underground fighting ring where contestants put their lives on the line.

Unfiltered expressions pour relentlessly from the audience.

Just when one might question whether continuing such a broadcast is appropriate for a child’s mental health, NoName returned as her World of Arsheria avatar.

The blonde woman drew a sword from its sheath.

Her sword handling seemed so natural that her flourishes, spinning the blade through the air several times, were truly impressive.

The camera director asked her a question on behalf of the production team, who were still preparing to enter virtual reality.

“Is this your friend’s avatar? What concept did you create it with?”

“Concept? Hmm…”

NoName looked upward thoughtfully.

Eventually, her cherry-like lips moved, producing a seductive voice.

“The strongest princess in the world?”

-LMAOOOOO is that a joke?

-Fact) That’s a fact.

-That account is a god!

-Show them the healer who crushes heads with a staff.

-NoName is a baby… NoName likes princesses…

-How is that a princess in any way?

The camera director had just heard from Professor Cheon that he was worried NoName always showed too mature a side of herself.

But seeing this childlike innocence occasionally pop out made those worries seem unfounded.

‘It feels like watching my daughter.’

The smile on his face seemed like it would never fade.

At least until NoName accessed World of Arsheria’s newly released training mode.

“Manager1, are you here?”

-(Manager1): ?

“Is now a good time? Can you log into World of Arsheria?”

-(Manager1): Why?

“I’d like you to be my guinea pig. No more, no less, just about an hour.”

-(Manager1): I have a lunch meeting with my thesis advisor later.

“I’m disappointed in you, Cha Eun-woo. Do you know how many people would love to broadcast with me? Being a manager in my channel but avoiding broadcasts makes me a little sad. Cha Eun-woo—”

-(Manager1): Fine, fine, fine, FINE! I’ll do it, just please stop!

* * *

Where exactly is the source of her combat prowess?

That’s a question everyone who watches NoName’s streams has wondered at least once.

She effortlessly executed various movements that weren’t even provided by the game’s assist functions.

In games, the enemy team’s healer is always the priority target to eliminate.

That’s why the assassin class, despite its limited specs, remains popular for eliminating healers and mages.

But NoName’s style was to flexibly avoid an assassin’s blade from behind, then counter with a surprising attack.

Today, NoName finally answered that question.

[NoName]

[World of Arsheria – Learning Self-Defense]

[Stream Time – 0:29:44]

[Viewers – 13048]

Manager1 ended up postponing his lunch with his thesis advisor by an hour to preserve his human dignity.

A fictional relative was sacrificed in the process of making excuses, but it couldn’t be helped.

At least he secured a one-on-one with NoName.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t looking forward to it.

Rather, thinking he could directly experience her skills, he clenched his fist.

Seeing this, NoName squinted one eye.

“You’re not planning to hit me with that fist, are you?”

Manager1 quickly shook his head, withdrawing his fist.

“No, no, no, no! That’s not it! Weren’t we doing a one-on-one?”

The chat unanimously condemned him.

-Booooooo~

-Wow, trying to hit an eight-year-old;;

-Look at that clenched fist. How could you think of hitting NoName?

-Human garbage, booooo.

“Actually, that’s right. I showed viewers before, remember that footage from Germany?”

“Oh yeah, that! How did you do that? Why were you filming a real-life GTA scene…”

“You can check the details when the broadcast airs later, but today I want to recreate that scene in-game. Our manager has agreed to help today.”

With a gesture from NoName, the map instantly changed to an arena.

Manager1, surrounded by swirling dust, stomped the ground a few times before showing a troubled expression.

“I’m the one getting beaten up?”

“No, feel free to counter as realistically as you want.”

“What if I accidentally hit you?”

“I doubt you’ll land a hit on me, but even if you did, what’s the big deal?”

The manager flashed back to the Korea University episode.

The preserved video of first-year theoretical magic student Shin Yeon-ho.

Fortunately, he was handsome enough to receive leniency from female viewers.

But Manager1 wasn’t.

It was clear that the moment he landed a punch on NoName’s face, even in-game, he would be socially buried.

“I’ll take it easy.”

“Okay, let’s begin. This straight punch at the beginning, it’s actually more complex than it looks, so I’ll skip that and show you the foot sweep part first.”

In the video, as a large man flew against the wall, another man next to him rushed toward NoName with arms spread.

But NoName buried herself deeply, and in an instant, the man’s body tilted and rolled on the ground.

She rewound the video 10 seconds and played it at 0.5x speed.

Then paused.

“The foot sweep is a useful technique for defeating opponents several weight classes above you. Grab the opponent’s collar, create a base with your left foot, then hook behind the opponent’s leg with your right foot, using the principle of torque to throw them down. Like this, one, two.”

As NoName pressed close, Manager1 could smell a sweet peach scent.

But only for a moment.

Her blonde hair whipped around once, and his vision twisted.

“Whoa? Ahhh!”

*Thud*

Dust rose from the ground.

As Manager1 awkwardly got up, NoName continued her explanation.

“I’m grabbing your arm through my avatar now, but if there’s a big height difference, you can grab anything on their right side that can be pulled, it doesn’t matter.”

“Wow, I got taken down instantly. But I don’t think I’ll fall for it twice?”

“That’s right, it’s difficult to use in real situations because the opponent will resist.”

NoName immediately agreed with his opinion.

“Want to try resisting this time?”

Just as before, she grabbed his collar and tried to sweep his leg, but Manager1 lowered his stance and pulled his leg back to resist.

“So here’s the practical point. When the opponent resists, the axis keeps twisting and the technique doesn’t work. If they step back, I step forward, perpendicular to the direction of the throw. One, two, three, four.”

As soon as she hooked with her right foot, she pushed her left supporting foot deeper toward the opponent.

“Whoa!”

Despite his resistance, Manager1’s body rolled across the ground again.

“But this is quite dangerous to execute. I could get countered. The most important point here isn’t the pushing right hand, hooking right foot, or supporting left foot, but the left hand that pulls the opponent in.”

“Left hand?”

“Not everyone can freely control their aura. But strengthening specific body parts to generate great force in a short time is easy enough to learn within a week with just a few hours of practice daily. Today, I plan to teach you these kinds of self-defense techniques.”

NoName had planned an educational broadcast.

While Korea was globally one of the safest countries, crimes still pervaded society.

She hoped that if even one or two people who learned these self-defense techniques from her broadcast could use them in emergency situations, it would help.

“Would you try attacking me this time? You can grab, punch, kick, whatever you want.”

“You’re really determined to bury me socially, aren’t you!”

But a broadcast is a broadcast, and he couldn’t refuse.

Manager1 pretended to strike moderately and helped with NoName’s self-defense educational broadcast, but viewers’ complaints grew due to his lackluster performance.

-The manager is half-assing it!

-Booooooo

-Men step aside! Step aside!

-Manager actually moves pretty well lol

-He’s a Challenger in World of Arsheria.

-For real?

-Experienced players are different!

Finally, Manager1 used his emergency exit card.

“NoName! I really need to go now, my professor is calling me…!”

“Really, Manager Cha Eun-woo?”

“T-trying to guilt me won’t work! I really have to go!”

Manager1 was afraid to look at the rapidly accumulating messages from his thesis advisor.

“Alright, I’ll let you off just this once. But who should I practice with now? Ah!”

As she sent Manager1 off, NoName sent a chat message somewhere.

Question marks began appearing in the chat.

A fox-eared girl descended through a portal that opened in the sky.

“Adella has arrived! Why did you call me, unnie?”

NoName extended her hand to her.

“What? You want to shake hands?”

“…”

“Here, a handshake.”

Adella, not understanding what was happening, took NoName’s hand.

Suddenly NoName gripped tightly and pulled her arm straight back.

Adella was helplessly pulled forward.

NoName hooked her leg and threw her to the ground.

*Thud*

Adella got up quickly, spitting out dirt.

“Ptooey! What are you doing?!”

“Let’s fight.”

“What? Fight?”

Adella looked at NoName with a strange expression.

‘Did she get heatstroke from running around outside?’

Seeing that expression, NoName put her hands behind her back and calmly said:

“Yes.”

“This kid has really lost it!”

“If you beat me here, I’ll give you a chance to change our unnie-dongsaeng relationship.”

“…Are you serious?”

Adella’s eyebrow twitched.

How long would she have to keep calling this eight-year-old kid “unnie”?

The time had come to repay all the humiliation.

“Get ready to die, unnie.”

“Now I’ll demonstrate with a real match.”

[‘Irashai’ donated 1,000 won!]

-What kind of crazy person starts fights claiming they’re teaching self-defense? LMAO

[‘DuelAddict’ donated 1,000 won!]

-This is a severe case of ‘sparring addiction’ requiring treatment.

[‘LifeIsOneShot’ donated 20,000 won!]

-Hmph, nonsense. Prove whether you’re right or wrong with strength. Let’s duel right now.