Ji Won was wearing a black bubble suit. His eyes were closed yet his whole body was trembling—the suit looked like any normal bubble suit—inflated with air.
But Ji Won's face. Contorted in pure exertion was definitely showing that it was anything but.
There was silence for a few more moments before Ji Won stood up from the ground
"How many more seconds!?"
He shouted to Sae Jaehyun who was casually sitting a bit away in the corner of the training hall—students from other clubs watching them both curiously. Even pausing their own training.
"Just a few more seconds~ Then you can take off the Compression Suit."
Ji Won grunted—not wanting to wear this Compression Suit anymore, it was not only heavy. It felt like a handsaw was cutting through his skin and bones. Sending vibrations through his entire body.
As soon as he hit the ten second mark—the suit was immediately thrown off of him—falling to the ground with a loud thud that echoed through the training hall. Leaving Ji Won in just a black tank-top and shorts
"Jaehyun.. How much does that thing weigh anyway?"
Sae Jaehyun stood up. Hands sliding into his pockets as he strolled towards Ji Won as he ran a hand through his hair—making it neat and clean once more.
"Well.. It doesn't weigh that much, its barely above one and a half ton. But, the fact that it feels like a shark is biting you—that's what makes it so strange that even a BD-Ranker like ya who can probably lift a few hundred tons struggles with this."
Ji Won nodded—rolling his shoulders as the painful sensation slowly dissipated. Leaving him sore but definitely wanting more.
"Oh? Really? I guess that is true, I wasn't able to push myself, the pain was just too much."
Sae Jaehyun let out a huff of amusement picking up the Compression Suit with ease—taking his own white suit off, and putting the Compression Suit on.
'This guy feels pain huh?'
The pain instantly began. But unlike Ji Won, Sae Jaehyun wasn't that resilient to pain and actually winced in pain—falling to his knees
"Shit! What's the pain level on?!"
Ji Won smirked, going to Sae Jaehyun's back and turning a small knob down back to level 5 instead of the original level—the vibrations and stinging lessened to a point Sae Jaehyun could at least handle.
"The pain level was at a 10, but you're a total wuss sooo.. I put it on 5,.. Bitch."
He watched as Sae Jaehyun squirmed around on the ground—noticing the stares from the student, turning around to make eye contact with each and everyone of them.
"What are you staring at? We have a problem?"
The students immediately turned their head away from Ji Won—too afraid of the man who just withstood pain like the Compression Suit at maximum difficulty.
Ji Won laid down on the ground, his muscles still twitching and rippling from the compression suit.
His system screen opened before him—the display having changed, become a bit more fancy, golden holographic leaves adorning the corners and the letters now written in cursive.
'I guess I really have leveled up a lot in the past month.'
He looked at his stats—each one increased to a total of 43 in each one—except Special Stat Luck which was still at 10.
'I haven't rolled in a while... I have one Gambling Token left—should I use it?'
Before Ji Won could swipe to the other window—he felt something fast coming at him. His head moving backwards just in time to dodge a solid steel arrow. The wind rushing past him.
'Unwarranted trouble huh? An archer.. Interesting—I haven't thrown hands in a while. So, this'll be a good chance.'
Sae Jaehyun noticed the arrow and stood up from the ground taking the Compression Suit off and throwing it on the ground—the suit deflating back into its original form. A small sheet of black plastic with a knob in the center.
"Oh? Juniors trying to fight their seniors huh?"
His eyes narrowed at a group of people off in the distance, wearing the same clothes as the duo—black tank tops and shorts. That seemed to be what most men were wearing anyway.
At the front of the group was a young boy—his body tall and strong, muscles toned and defined. Definitely didn't look like a normal archer. His hair was a light shade of silver, just like his eyes—giving off the vibe that the first years were just filled with High Class members of society.
"Seniors. You're too loud, please. Quiet down."
His compound bow was still reeled back, an arrow still loaded—like a small warning that he was not messing around.
Ji Won raised an eyebrow in a bit of amusement—he approached the archer, the people behind him taking a few steps back. But their leader stood still, unafraid of Ji Won.
"Hey kid. You seem strong, wanna join us?"
This surprised the archer who put his hands to his sides, still holding the compound bow in his right hand—he was speechless since he was definitely expecting a brawl.
"I.. I suppose? What will we do?"
Ji Won put a fist up, a simper spreading itself across his lips—overly fake to the point it looked like it was drawn onto his face.
"Well, a spar. I wanna beat in your face but I can't right now since violence isn't allowed in the training hall."
A club member, an average looking boy with black hair gritted his teeth—gathering the courage and tried to shove Ji Won but ended up stumbling back a few steps himself.
Yet he still was stubborn—not backing off.
"Y-You're a jerk!! You wanna spar? I don't do that! I go straight for the neck!-"
His words were interrupted, Sae Jaehyun striking his whole body with a pair of wooden daggers—the attacks not lethal but most definitely so painful that the boy fell to the ground, howling in pain.
'This is how the previous club leaders felt huh? Dunking on first years.. Now we gotta carry on that tradition I suppose.'
The leader pursed his lips, standing in between his club member and Sae Jaehyun. His eyes glowing white as his veins started gleaming blue.
"I'll do it. I'll spar you—just leave my club members alone."
Just then Pan Soo-yun also approached them, wearing a tracksuit—wooden swords floating around her. Orbiting her like small moons. Her hair neatly tied up into a ponytail.
"I also have a vendetta against both of you seniors. Shall I also join in?"
Ji Won let a huff escape his lips as he took a few steps back, hopping in one place—like turning an 'Fight' switch on inside his body, adrenaline filling his body and a grin spreading across his face.
Sae Jaehyun cracked his neck, holding a wooden dagger in each hand. A stoic expression on his face as he turned towards the two club leaders and their members that had gathered behind them.
Before the fight could start—someone pushed through the crowd—another club leader. This time the Assassin Club's leader, still sporting a charming smile on his handsome face. Holding a pair of black plastic BB-guns
"I shall also join in, I want to see what the members of the legendary Copying Club can do."
Ji Won's heart was beating rapidly—not out of fear or anxiety, but out of excitement. He always wanted to have a reputation like Baek Yoosung's, and this was his opportunity.
'I'm so gonna break their bones.'
Sae Jaehyun on the other hand was much more calm and collected—hut he had the same thought as Ji Won. Remembering what Baek Yoosung said to him before leaving.
'The Copying Club shouldn't have any members. It's gotta be feared, so. Go wild—beat the shit out of juniors but never ever lose. Or else I'll have to come and smash your face in'
Third years that were just walking around—noticed the first years gathering around Sae Jaehyun and Ji Won. One of them turned to face his friend, a bored expression on his face.
"Yoosung did this when he first opened the Copying Club too. He beat up basically all of us when we were first years."