Chapter 280 ·Step by Step (3)

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Step (3)

Eclipse couldn't take his eyes off.

'As expected...!'

He once again became certain about his choice. With every exchange with Lee Gyeongbok, that certainty only grew stronger.

'It's definitely different from the greatsword.'

Though what he was holding was just a mock sword covered with hologram projections, the momentum emanating from Lee Gyeongbok's sword strikes was incomparable even to that of a real blade.

'A swift blade, honed by pure talent—because of that, even freer.'

The greatsword, true to its name, focused on weight and strength, with each strike aiming to take the opponent's life.

But the swift sword Lee Gyeongbok displayed was different.

'The necessary restraint, and with that restraint unfolds a variety of sword paths.'

It wasn't about overwhelming the opponent with force. By controlling the strength just right, he blocked his own sword path and seized opportunities to pierce through gaps.

It didn't matter if he failed.

Because with each attempt, a new sword path would unfold, bringing forth yet another chance.

'Don't miss it.'

While Eclipse strengthened his resolve, Lee Gyeongbok wore a deep smile. He sensed Eclipse's changes in real-time.

'Is this how I must have felt in Elden Soul?'

When he first crossed swords with Eclipse, Lee Gyeongbok learned by observing Eclipse's experience. But now, it was the opposite.

'Is this the difference experience makes?'

What was notable was that Eclipse didn't possess an ability like Lee Gyeongbok's divine energy.

Now, he was achieving breakthroughs purely based on the experience he had accumulated over the years.

'As expected from a true master of swordsmanship.'

It was like building a house.

Collecting materials from scratch would've taken ages. But by deconstructing the "greatsword" house for materials and then building a new one called the "swift blade", he could proceed much faster.

Both were so immersed in their bout that they didn't even notice the crowd gathering around them.

"No way, is this for real?"

"Were they invited or something?"

"This is insane, seriously."

Not only did their swords clash, but every exchange triggered holographic effects, naturally drawing all attention.

Some of the mesmerized spectators apparently felt it was too good to watch alone.

[Stellagram Live!]

They sent live videos to friends using Stellagram Live, a function of the mostly photo-based Stellagram SNS.

—What's up with a sudden live, lol

—At the arcade?

—Is that for real Metal Punch?

Excited by his friends' chat, he spoke up.

"Hey, this is totally crazy. Seriously, he's like Tsujimoto."

—He's real Tsujimoto lololol

—Bro, get a grip on reality!

—Loser lolol

—But for real, they're really good?

—That's not the Metal Punch I know!

—Whoa, what is this lolol

Being the type who'd come to the arcade, they were visibly astonished.

—Is that Rodeo Street?

—Damn, now I wanna see in person

—Should I skip class?

—Who even are these people?

—Not like people this skilled are everywhere

They weren't just game fans.

—Is that Eclipse?

—No way lololol

—Why would Eclipse play real Metal Punch?

—But their build kinda looks similar

—Yeah lol, not many people as big as Eclipse.

"Nah, if it's Eclipse, no way he'd lose a sword fight."

That was thrown as a joke, since they also watched game channels. But then another possibility hit them.

—But what if there's someone who could beat Eclipse?

—No way!

—You think those two are Eclipse and Godple?

—Hey! I'm coming right now!

—Me too, skipping class!

—Dude! If it's really them, get me an autograph!

The one hosting the live couldn't say anything to his friends in chat.

'For real? Seriously?'

If what they said was true?

He couldn't even think straight, so unbelievable was the situation.

He opened his eyes wide, trying to see the face inside the hologram.

'Damn, can't see at all.'

With the dazzling effects, the hologram, and the helmet visors of the suits, he couldn't make out their faces.

Of course, even if he did see their faces, he wouldn't recognize them.

After all, neither had ever revealed their faces.

By that time, their match concluded—with Lee Gyeongbok emerging victorious.

"Man, as expected, I couldn't beat you."

"Hoo, this was more fun than I thought."

Both Lee Gyeongbok and Eclipse caught their breath and laughed. But only for a moment.

"Wow...!"

"This is actually insane."

"Should we try it too?"

"Are you crazy?!"

Bursting applause and chatter erupted around them, making the two finally look up.

"No way..."

"How did so many people gather?"

Only then did they realize the crowd and blinked in surprise.

Soon, a man quickly approached the stage.

"Uh, excuse me! Excuse me!"

"Yes?"

"A-are you... E-Eclipse..."

Unsure, his voice came out hesitant and small. But both Lee Gyeongbok and Eclipse heard it clearly.

"A-ah, no! I'm not that person."

Eclipse, flustered, waved his hands. The man flinched at the quick denial but still tilted his head.

"I didn't say 'person'..."

"Um, not sure what you mean."

Lee Gyeongbok looked between the embarrassed Eclipse and the man who had approached.

'Thankfully, he doesn't seem like a troublemaker.'

The energy from the man didn't feel unpleasant, seeming more like a genuine fan who recognized Eclipse.

'Still, Eclipse doesn't like to show his face.'

Lee Gyeongbok quickly pressed the call button. A mechanical beep sounded and a middle-aged man came running from the inside.

"Yes, what is it?"

Summoned, the arcade owner looked around in confusion.

'What's with the crowd here?'

The real Metal Punch had always been something of a white elephant, yet now there was a crowd around its stage.

"Ah, sorry, I have a favor to ask."

"A favor?"

Seeing the puzzled owner, Lee Gyeongbok smiled.

"Could we borrow this helmet, by any chance?"

"... Pardon?"

The owner sniffed reflexively, confused.

'Not drunk...'

If they had been drunk, it might have made more sense. But why would someone in their right mind borrow arcade property?

At that moment, Eclipse stepped forward.

'Should I call the police or something?'

Noticing Eclipse's large build, the owner instinctively cowered.

But contrary to expectations, Eclipse bowed deeply.

"Sorry, there's a reason for this. I promise I'll return the helmet. Or better yet, let me pay a deposit."

Eclipse quickly eyed the account number on the arcade's wall and operated his Smart Link.

The owner, briefly stunned by the sudden development, broke into a wide grin as soon as he saw the notification.

'Wha—this is enough to buy several new suits!'

He quickly came to a decision and nodded approvingly.

"Ah, of course you can borrow it! Honestly, it'd be better if you didn't return it..."

He cut himself off with a satisfied look, and turned to the crowd that had gathered.

"Okay, please move if you're not playing the game! You can't block the way!"

As he cleared away the people, Lee Gyeongbok and Eclipse took off their suits.

"Hey, wait!"

Despite a fan's shout, the two quickly left the arcade.

But since they were still wearing the helmets, they couldn't help attracting attention.

"Purple, let's take a taxi. This way!"

Eclipse went out to the road himself to hail a taxi. The driver's eyes widened when the two helmeted men got in the backseat.

Thankfully, they quickly took off their helmets, easing the misunderstanding(?).

Only after stating their destination did Eclipse finally relax.

"Ha... I'm really sorry about this. I made you go through so much trouble because of me."

Overwhelmed with guilt, Eclipse couldn't raise his head. Lee Gyeongbok chuckled at him.

"No, I really enjoyed it. Isn't this what being a Q-tuber is all about? Don't you do stuff like this often?"

He meant it, not as comfort but sincerely.

Lee Gyeongbok had actually enjoyed the whole series of events.

"By the way, it ended a bit abruptly so our sparring got cut short. I wonder if it was any help."

"No, it was a huge help. Really."

When Lee Gyeongbok changed the subject, Eclipse immediately waved his hand.

"I learned much more from this single spar than I ever did from hours of AI practice."

"Really? That's good to hear."

Lee Gyeongbok narrowed his eyes, then smiled gently.

"You're going to do a Metal Punch stream, right?"

"Eh? Ah, I should."

"Then let's do it together."

"You mean a joint stream? But I'm just a beginner..."

"That's fine."

At his reply, Eclipse's eyes widened.

"It's more fun doing it together than alone."

* * *

Late afternoon, serengeti TV headquarters.

Shoulder waited anxiously for someone.

Soon the door opened and a gaunt-faced man entered.

"Sorry, the meeting ran long. Have you waited long?"

"Oh, not at all, CEO."

Shoulder bowed and smiled. The man before him was none other than Bang Hanul, CEO of Serengeti TV.

"It's nice seeing you so often. But why are you here? The Metal Punch tournament just ended, didn't it?"

Bang Hanul found a seat and asked. Shoulder nodded.

"Ah, that tournament only did well because of your support, CEO. Serengeti sponsorship always helps us out."

"Must want something, since you're praising so much."

Bang Hanul glanced knowingly, and Shoulder scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Come on, you know it's not just for my own benefit."

"Oh, I know. But isn't it too soon for another tournament?"

"Technically, it's not a tournament. It's a different plan."

"A different plan?"

Bang Hanul raised his eyebrow.

"You're not thinking of another game besides Metal Punch, are you? Don't even think of it. In Korea, shoulder is Metal Punch, and Metal Punch is Shoulder. On Metal Punch, your shoulders carry the weight."

Clearly pleased with his own joke, he laughed. Shoulder forced a smile.

"If Serengeti pulled out of Korean Metal Punch, I'd be disappointed too. I assure you—this is about Metal Punch."

But Shoulder didn't rush. He needed to be extra cautious with this plan.

"CEO, have you heard of Purple?"

"Purple? Of course! Who doesn't know Purple in this industry lately?"

"Oh, you know."

"He's something else. Every time I hear about him, it's such a shame. Why did he have to start streaming on Tri... If Purple had started on Serengeti, I'd have treated him like royalty."

Bang Hanul smacked his lips, clearly disappointed.

"But nothing I can do. He's settled on Tri. From our side, he's basically a strategic nuke from a hostile country."

"Yes, he's that influential. And now, Purple has started playing Metal Punch. So I was thinking of setting the stage."

"Setting the stage? With Purple?"

Bang Hanul gave Shoulder a quick glance and snorted.

"Not even you, the mighty Shoulder, are out to check Purple, right? A joint stream is kind of tough, though."

He cleared his throat and waved dismissively.

"Don't get me wrong—I'm not saying I don't trust you. But right now, exposing Purple on Serengeti isn't a good move."

Shoulder stayed calm. This was the reaction he'd predicted after talking to a close friend from another channel.

"It's not about a joint stream—it's something bigger."

"Bigger?"

"Yes. I want to hold an event and I'll need Serengeti's help."

Bang Hanul's expression changed completely.

"I said a joint stream would be difficult, and now you have an even bigger card? I have to hear this."

Shoulder swallowed dryly.

They were friendly thanks to years of acquaintance, but at the end of the day, they were a platform and a broadcaster.

Bang Hanul, since becoming CEO, was rigorous about separating business and private affairs.

"I want to hold a Serengeti vs Tri platform battle."

"A platform battle?"

Bang Hanul didn't hide his displeasure, tapping the sofa lightly and glancing around.

A heavy silence fell.

"Hm, I get the outline of the picture you want. Whether Tri will agree is another problem."

He looked Shoulder in the eye and asked.

"When this blows up, it can't be stopped. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I know."

"Metal Punch, shoulder, and then Purple. With those keywords, the impact will be tremendous. Still want to do it?"

"That's exactly what I want."

Shoulder replied with confidence.

"Like you said: Purple is a strategic nuke right now. That nuke needs to go off."

If he lacked confidence, no one else would be persuaded.

"And the one to survive the explosion will be Serengeti."

"... You're sure you can win?"

Shoulder smiled—not with fake confidence, but conviction.

"You already said it, remember?"

"Oh, right. Metal Punch is Shoulder, and Shoulder is Metal Punch. I slipped."

Bang Hanul let out a hearty laugh, even clapping, but soon erased his smile and nodded.

"All right, give it a shot. But we can't go to Tri hat in hand. I'll provide the venue, so you complete the picture yourself."

"Thank you!"

"Sure, once it's confirmed, let's get a meal together."

Shoulder stood from his seat, but turned at the door.

"CEO?"

"Yes?"

"Please arrange the meeting with Tri as soon as possible."

Bang Hanul looked puzzled, so Shoulder explained.

"Purple—the pace that kid's growing at is beyond imagination. Not that I think I'll lose..."

He considered both the moderates who wanted to grow Metal Punch, and the hardliners obsessed with victory.

"The longer we wait, the harder it gets."

Shoulder was watching Lee Gyeongbok with two different perspectives.

* * *

Late evening, metal Punch day 2 stream.

Viewers couldn't hide their anticipation for Lee Gyeongbok's appearance.

—Welcome, the purest veteran after just a day.

—Is this a veteran or a prodigy?

—Fermentation speed: monstrous!

—Lol, are we getting to the Purple tier today?

—Godple always lives up to his name!

—Every competitive fighter must be queueing up to try Godple in the ranking lol

—Self-headshot time incoming?

They were certain Lee Gyeongbok would once again show insane promotion speed.

"All right, today!"

Lee Gyeongbok smiled and selected the Metal Punch menu. The chat filled with question marks at his actions.

—???

—Hyung? You should pick Rank Match!

—Why Arcade all of a sudden?

—Did Godple misclick?

—Damnit!

Lee Gyeongbok chose Arcade, not Rank Match.

It wasn't a mistake.

He then selected a submenu within Arcade.

[Tag Match]

The chat exploded.

—Huh? Huh!?

—Going for Tag all of a sudden?

—What's he hinting at?

—Is it viewer participation? For real?

—5252, it's the perfect bus tour today!

—HOXY, a surprise guest incoming?

Laughing at the reaction, Lee Gyeongbok opened his mouth.

"Today we have a surprise guest! He's a Metal Punch newbie, too. Let's invite him now!"

As soon as he sent the invitation, the guest made his appearance.

"Thank you for inviting me, sir Purple!"

Eclipse's cheerful voice got the viewers buzzing as well.

—WA! Chivalry!

—Eclipse is playing Metal Punch!?

—Is there a knight character in Metal Punch??

—Lol, is this a Tsujimoto play?

—The concept fits perfectly with the noble thief motif?

—Purple Day's physical top two, together in tag? I can't miss this lolol

—Dude lolol, is this really novice level?

—Breaking news) US FDA bans Purple Day water due to content not matching the label.

—Not spring water, more like poison, right?

—Drink it and you'll get wiped out lol

—Turns out tag meant swapping tanks?

—Lol, this is insane lolol

It was because the "purity" of these so-called newbies was clearly misrepresented.

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