Neurolink System in the Modern World

74  Level UP I recognized the perfect opening in his defense. Stepping in quickly with my left foot, I brought my hands into a straight punch position, targeting his vulnerable chin. With all the force I could muster, I unleashed the punch, aiming to land it squarely on his jaw. I believed I had him,  but before I heard the satisfying sound of my knuckles hitting his face, a surge of alarm rushed through me. Reacting instinctively, I swerved, covering my face. A powerful kick swept upward from below, smashing into my outstretched arms with such force that I staggered backward, almost losing my balance. "Not good," I muttered to myself, clicking my tongue. I needed to regain my balance quickly, as I was wide open for an attack. He charged at me, his fists and feet moving incredibly fast and precise.

*KICK!

His first move was a powerful roundhouse kick aimed at my head. I managed to duck just in time, feeling the rush of air as his leg passed above me. Before I could fully straighten up, he unleashed a flurry of punches. A left jab followed by a right hook, each punch was executed with precision and force.

I did my best to block and dodge his punches, but the power behind them was evident. Gong Changmin's relentless attacks aimed to take me down in one strike.

*PUNCH!

*KICK!

*KICK!

*PUNCH!

Fortunately, my plan was working out well. I used my agility and boxing skills to dodge his strong kicks and punches while landing jabs on him. It became clear that my stamina was better than his, and my punches were wearing him down. He didn't seem used to taking this much punishment.

As Gong Changmin's relentless assault continued, I realized that I couldn't solely rely on dodging and blocking to win this fight. He was clearly the superior fighter when it came to physical strength.

But as we continued to exchange blows, I noticed the signs of exhaustion in his movements. His attacks were losing their precision and speed, and his breathing became increasingly labored. It was a small victory for me, considering his superior physical abilities.

I kept up my strategy of dodging and striking when I saw an opening. While my punches didn't deal significant damage individually, the cumulative effect was wearing him down. It was like a relentless rain of blows that chipped away at his stamina and resolve.

As I continued to shuffle my feet around him, landing occasional punches and avoiding his retaliatory strikes, I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. Gong Changmin was no longer the untouchable powerhouse he had appeared to be at the beginning of the fight.

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As I continued to shuffle my feet around him, landing occasional punches and avoiding his retaliatory strikes, I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. Gong Changmin was no longer the untouchable powerhouse he had appeared to be at the beginning of the fight.

However, I couldn't afford to let my guard down. Even a tired opponent could land a devastating blow if given the opportunity.

'This is it!' I exclaimed .

I saw my chance and threw a left hook, which he blocked instinctively. But what I did next surprised him – I executed a sweep right kick, a move I hadn't used before in the fight. Thanks to my ability to quickly learn, I managed to pull off this basic kick from watching him.

When my sweep kick connected, it threw him off balance. I took advantage of his vulnerable state, hitting him with a powerful left uppercut, followed by a right hook and a left straight punch in his chest.

*THUD!

He drop down in the ground.

But I didn't stop after taking him down. The system had instructed me to "beat the crap out of him," so I got close to his fallen body and straddled his stomach. As I looked down at him, my sadistic nature got the best of me, and I continued to rain punches down on him. 'Die, you arrogant jerk! I know people like you love to bully the weak! How many kids did you beat up? How many fat guys did you extort money from ? I'm sure that you also get a lot of hot girls, right ? I'm just beating the crap out of you as payment for all your sins. Wash away your sins with your blood, Fucker! ' I cursed internally.

*PUNCH!

(Hit the nose)

*PUNCH!

(Hit the mouth)

*PUNCH!

(Hit the Chin)

Blood began to flow from his face as I kept up the assault. But then, a sudden realization hit me like a ton of bricks – the system had only instructed me to "beat" him without using my active skills. I felt like a complete idiot for going overboard, so I immediately stopped punishing the poor guy. "My bad,"  I chuckled, realizing that my apology was rather pointless at this stage. The poor guy was already unconscious, so my words fell on deaf ears. "That was brutal!" The bald man couldn't contain his excitement after seeing me beat the crap out of Gong Changmin. But my attention was more focused on the sound of the notification. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

[+2000XP] [Level UP]. The other newbies, on the other hand, looked like they had just seen a monster in human disguise. I could see fear in their eyes, and for some reason, I loved it. The bald man, still grinning widely, clapped his hands together. "Well, well, it seems we have a promising newcomer here. What's your name, kid?"

I took a deep breath, trying to hide the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "They call me Zuzu."

The bald man nodded. "Good job, Zuzu You've proven yourself as a fighter today. From now on, you'll be part of our gang's fighters. Welcome to the Brutal Garden."

The other members began to chatter among themselves, some impressed, and others a bit intimidated by my display. It was clear that my brutal display of power had caught their attention.

As the meeting continued, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had successfully infiltrated the gang, and now I was one step closer to achieving my goals.

Sitting there, I realized that there was so much more I could do than just shift their attention out of Alyssa's dead lover. Contemplating the chaos I could sow within the gang, a mischievous grin crept across my face. I couldn't help but chuckle softly to myself, imagining the absurdity of gang members suddenly turning on each other. 'Oh, they have no idea what they're in for,' I muttered under my breath. It was going to be one heck of a ride in the world of organized crime, and I was ready to make my mark – one mind at a time.

'They will come to regret how easily they welcomed me into their gang. Hahaha. Bunch of idiots not even bothering to check my identity,' I chuckled softly to myself.

"Now that everything is settled, we will be conducting an investigation into your identities. We can't have moles in our ranks." The bald man spoke.

'Damn it, Zyden, you just had to raise a death flag." I cursed under my breath.