Neurolink System in the Modern World

Chapter 49  Sparring 

Three days had passed just like that.

I was able to learn a lot with ease, and even my coach was impressed by my improvement.

BAM!

The punching bag sway the moment my right fist hit it.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

(Oh my god! Did you see how hard that guy punched?)

(He just started three days ago, and he's already this good? What are we doing with our lives)"

(This must be what you call a boxing prodigy. Some people are just born talented.)

Whispers echoed in the gym as they watched in awe.

Hehehehe. Talent? I have something better called the "System."

"Status"

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Name : Ji-Hoon Zyden

Age : 18 years old

Overall Stats : 30.3

Level (8) [75/3000]

<Attributes>

Strength: 5.7

Agility: 5.5

Stamina: 3.8

Endurance: 4.3

Intelligence: 3

Charisma: 8

<Skills>

Mind Eye [Level 2]

Suggestion [Level 10]

Skill Store I

*Quick Learning [Level 4]

*Intuitive Complex Problem Solving : [Level 1 ]

*Intense Concentration : [Level 1 ]

*Enhanced Cognitive Intuition : [Level 1 ]

Attribute Points: 0

Skill points: 0

Domination Points : 0

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With these skills, I was able to propel my learning to unparalleled heights. Enhanced Cognitive Intuition closely mirrors the effects of Complex Problem Solving. However, it's more instinctual, making it invaluable for combat and mastering techniques. In essence, it helped me identify areas to enhance my boxing techniques .

Intense Concentration is incredibly overpowered (OP). When activated, it boosts my learning speed from 100% to 150%, effectively increasing my rate of assimilation.

And the other thing that made me more excited was the rise in my stats. It seems all this "exercise" has worked wonders on my physique.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"Zyden, come here for a moment," I heard my instructor call me from the ring.

"Alright, Coach," I stopped what I was doing and went over to him.

"Climb up; I'm going to have you spar," the coach announced.

(For real? He's going to spar already? Most people only get to spar after a month, and this guy did it in three days!)

(Bro, did you see his boxing? It's only natural that geniuses get exceptions to the rule.)

That's right, praise me more. Hahahaa.

With that in mind, I hurriedly climbed up to the ring to showcase my supposedly awesome skills. Why should I be afraid? After all, I had all these skills to support me.

"Good eye," the coach chuckled when he noticed my determination. He might have thought that I had the willpower and hunger of a true boxer. Idiot. I just wanted to act cool and flaunt my powers.

"Who's my sparring partner ??" I asked.

"You're lucky. Someone's coming who can teach you a lot of things," a small smirk appeared on his face, as if he was excited to see my performance.

Then suddenly, the door swung open, and a man standing at 5'8" entered the gym. He had a well-built physique and exuded an aura of strength. His muscles were noticeably toned, and I could sense that his a fast boxer from the way he moved. With his straight hair and handsome appearance, he could easily pass as the rival of a protagonist in those popular shonen anime.

"Hello, Coach. Is this the prodigy you told me about?" he asked with a smile.

Damn, his smile is irritating me for some reason.

"Zyden, his name is Miyato, a half korean/Japanese boxer. He's the current Bantamweight Champion," the coach introduced him.

'Bantamweight champion?' I almost exclaimed out loud upon hearing that. Are you trying to embarrassed me? A champion right from the start? Typically, my first sparring match should be against someone who's just a going pro, but a freaking champion already.

"Mind Eye..." I whispered to myself, my confidence waning as I prepared to face this formidable opponent.

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Name : Miyato Ichero

Age : 22 years old

Overall Stats : ??

Level (22)

<Attributes>

Strength: ??

Agility: ??

Stamina: ??

Endurance: ??

Intelligence: ??

Charisma: ??

<Skills>

???

<Innate Skill>

???

<Title>

???

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'Level 22? Are you pulling my leg?' I couldn't help but curse inwardly. He even had innate skills and titles. Why is there an overpowered character in this seemingly ordinary gym? I had to bid farewell to my epic story.

I had planned to show them how cool I am, and the coach would call some big boxing celebrity , proclaiming they'd discovered a one-in-a-million genius. A boxer with Muhammod Ali's speed, the strength of Mike Tysan, the strategic ability of Hayweather, and the explosive power of Manny Pacmon .Then I would disappear like an enigma to everyone. That was the story I had in mind.

"Hey, kid, don't worry, I'll go easy on you," he spoke with an arrogant tone.

This jerk. I had originally planned to take a small beating and just leave, but now I was riled up and ready to mess him up. You might be a champion but I have a cheat system.

[Mission : Insult and beat the crap out of him ]

[Reward: 1000 EXP ]

'Good job system' I muttered to myself .

I put on my boxing gear, including a headgear, while he didn't wear one.

"Why am I the only one wearing a headgear?" I asked the coach.

"You're an amateur, so it's only right that you wear one," he answered.

"I won't spar with him if the conditions are not the same," I protested. To hell with putting a handicap; I didn't want others thinking that I beat him because I had an advantage.

"Kid, don't be too stubborn and just wear your goddamn headgear," Miyato sneered in contempt.

Oh, so you're showing your true colors now? Don't worry, I'll beat you so bad you'll be ashamed to put on boxing gloves ever again.

"I don't need a headgear to spar with just a national-level champion," I sneered in contempt, trying to rile him up.

( Dude, does that kid have a death wish or something?)

( Bro, he's challenging the prideful Miyato.)

(I know he's talented, but he's talking trash to a champion!)

"Get him what he wants, a little beating will teach this kid a thing or two about discipline,"

"I'm the one who's going to beat you," I chuckled, gesturing for him to come and take me on.

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