A Slave Career Planner Can Be A Successful Profession

Lesson 19

Standing on top of the ring is of poor quality because tension comes twitching. If that moment I dived through the entrance gate and decided to be ready, I wasn't nervous. But this is how I stand in the dazzling ring, and when I look around at the audience on all sides, I realize. That the tension has come again.

My heart is beating faster. My knee suddenly laughs out.

Chitta thought. Tension isn't like a storm hitting you at once. It is soaked to the shoulders like the sea, and there are constant waves.

Heavy chest. My heart is slightly loud. My knees laugh, and when I'm aware of the rhythm of my breathing, it's drifting away and getting weird.

"Followed by the red corner! Owner of the strongest fist in Oasis Street! It's Katherine's admission!

Ring call to Kathy.

Chitta is across the street, saw another entrance gate. There was a loosely tattooed figure of a female jewel there.

Unlike Chitta, who ran all the way to the ring for a breath, Kathy slowly went up to the ring as she put together her king-like style.

……

Confront.

I thought you were going to fight someone who had to look up, and it was going to crush my feelings.

There is a boiling audience on the ring (faceoff), but I thought Chitta was a pleasant one. They don't know the game that starts now.

It's a catfight.

Both women.

Since when did fistfights become nasty entertainment?

Good, do more.

The words of the elephant arrived in Chitta. I felt insulted, but I couldn't think properly because I felt like words were coming out of my ears before bluffing the meaning.

I'm obviously losing out on feelings.

"... Huh!

Meet your hands together.

Six ounces of light gloves are beaten.

I wrapped an elastic bandage around it and sealed it with black ink to make it obvious if I removed it with the mark "Take this off and don't grip stones or anything inside". The boxing gloves worn from above are heavy and soft against expectations.

Because it is made of demonic leather, they are excellent at dispersing local damage.

I succeeded in regaining focus for just a little while as the real feeling of meeting my hands passed on to my arms.

"Hehe."

I heard a laugh from Kathy.

We can't talk to each other much because we're chewing on the skin as mouthpieces. But I thought I figured out what Cathy was trying to say.

You're very motivated.

Chitta gave back with her eyes.

Of course I will.

(Let me pay you back the debt)

both to the center of the ring, I heard the referee instruct.

The referee completes the body check and sends his gaze to the gong clerk.

Take a breath.

Enough time flowed to reunify the spirit, and the gong was struck.

"Please"

We fisted each other and the fire lid of the match was cut and dropped.

First we distance ourselves from each other. This was also a stone move as an infighter chitter.

You have to figure out between what they're good at and what they're good at. On top of that, grab an image of them entering their nostalgia in Weaving.

The two turned to circle over the ring. While adjusting the distance in the circling motion.

"Huh!"

Chitta moves.

Step in all at once, a streak of left jabs.

Limit the target's sight like a blindfold and invite the guard. The right long hook all over your body letting you jump up from there. I slapped him over the opponent's left guard.

"Knock."

A loud, dry sound rang like an explosion. Kathy's face is slightly distorted.

And the audience's air changed in an instant. It was as if I now knew that this was not a catfight.

Success.

Chitta took the distance again. That's just a greeting. The only right of that full body is a throwaway punch. We'll rebuild the game again from here.

Slowly entering the circling movement again. Match the chitta Kathy also enters the circling movement, towing each other to jump in if there is a gap on the other side.

(I succeeded in making the right aware. Now you should stare that my finisher is around the right long hook)

Match making.

Chitta, who is not clever, can only practice a few patterns that that merchant taught her. Still, all of that pattern is an effective strategy for Chitta.

My body remembers.

So all I had to do was move out after that.

"Shh!"

Breathing leaking from the mouthpiece.

It was Chitta who moved again. Left jab with a cushion on from a loose stand up. Kathy tried to pay left with a guard for a series of slightly more edifying hits on her face than blindfolded.

There.

The left bodyhook ate in. Kathy broke her torso for a moment and flew away once.

(Body since I made my face aware with jabs. Is this also valid)

One of the basic combinations. The opponent is tempered for a moment.

Fill further in front so you don't miss this gap.

Jab to leap out. He released a right straight from a low position to dive in from there. But.

You expected it, the right straight is deflected with a head slip. It's an advanced technique that turns your face away at the moment of a hit and kills momentum.

I have good eyes just to boast of the iron wall defense.

But that was just one of the basic patterns. I was right on target.

"Huh!"

A left long hook shot through the opponent's side head. Bring it to the rush from here, aligning right to where it is.

Reverse one-two.

That's what Chitta showed you earlier. The right straight was not a finisher, but a jab-inspired throwaway punch. If you try to avoid it by force, intercept it with the left long hook.

Anomaly One Two's main hit is to the left.

That was also the aim of releasing a massive full right long hook at the beginning to make the opponent aware of his right. It's the left after you make the right seem like it's destiny and make it aware that you only need to avoid the right.

Chitta's left is not weak.

It has the power to be a finisher enough.

The fact that its left is in Jab's hands makes it pretty hard for the other person.

As per the operation, the situation leaned towards Chitta.

The audience understands that only marginally, too.

"Shh!"

Now the opponent struck out. It's time to step in and one-two forcefully, trying to grasp the pace. Sharp and linear.

I avoided Chitta. Sweebuck, which avoids it by turning its back, is unsavory. So I avoided sideways in Weaving and lightly met again in recoil.

Right here.

Step in and release the left upper.

The opponent makes it easier by distracting it. Aim there right body straight. Hit. But not the synagogue.

I get my opponent's jab in return.

Take a few steps back.

Kathy really has more punch power. It's an attack that you have to be aware of.

Each other's fists cut off the sky. Traction. But if there's a gap, there's sharpness to cut in.

"That's it!

Here is the signal for the end of 1R.

The two dropped to the corner while leaving 2 Rs. The corner has an operational staff for the boxing tournament, who take care of Chitta and Kathy respectively.

Sweat away, and wash with water.

Taking a breath, Chitta continued to breathe on her shoulders. Take a big, deep breath while turning the short time of one minute to rest at all costs.

Eventually, when my breathing calmed down a little, a minute plugged just at the end.

"... the results of the grading are now available!

There was a lot of effective hitting here. I didn't get anything from them. A slight win, maybe 10-9.

That's what I think and clear my ears.

"10-10! 9-10! 10-9!... Mutual!

Mutual?

I saw the grading officers while I thought they were such idiots. Mori Bear's husband was yelling at him for something next door.

Where the wind blows it and one of the grading officers was urging the gong clerk to ring it fast.

Kathy looked surprised, too, but for now, the gong rang.

(... chi)

Grading the other advantage?

Superior, Chitta thought. Then you can do KO. Above all, that's all there is.

The way you fight to earn your grades immediately doesn't suit Chitta's sexuality. Let's do what we always do.

When I thought about it, I was determined to reject it.

"Shh!"

Run to the center and attack the partition all at once. Left long hook with momentum.

Kathy seemed to have expected that, too, and she comes up with her hands to match the counter.

(It's a feint!

The hook is easy to take a counter on a straight line from the inside. Naturally Kathy's counter comes from the inside, it was easy to predict.

Stop the left long hook on the way and step lightly with your feet. Instantly put the momentum remaining in your body on the right body straight and devour a blow.

"Eh."

Keep right hand gently jabbed. Turn it into a southpaw fight and punch the face and body apart.

Right-handed southpaw. Surprise technique shown by the merchant. The jab comes to your right hand, so that alone puts different pressure on your opponent.

Cassie, who lost her sense of distance for a moment, consolidated her guard.

Left body hook there.

The opponent with a stiff guard collapses from the body. How to fight stones.

That's it for the handyman.

Chitta solved the unfamiliar southpaw here. Instead, it gets closer to the Infant from here.

Left upper, right straight and from here on out. Rarely hit over the opponent's guard.

And.

At that moment Kathy finally moved out when she felt the recoil of the left jab hit lightly, aware of the speed.

"Shh!"

Guard on the aggressive.

An explosive shock ran at that moment when he made a block high up his arm to protect his face.

My arm was numb.