Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 318

Thud.

Five seconds into the match.

Watching Zain Lance collapse so helplessly left the commentators momentarily speechless.

"...So, um."

"What just happened? Honestly, I didn’t catch it clearly."

"Ah, well... Rewatching the footage, after the glove touch ended, Zain Lance rushed in and then..."

The commentators, trying to regain composure, continued as the super high-speed camera replay unfolded.

"As soon as he rushed in, Donghu Kim deflected his punch and landed a counter right away."

"The whole thing happened so fast that to us, it just looked like he collapsed out of nowhere."

But is that even possible? Can a human punch be that fast?

The commentary team made no effort to hide their shock.

They'd watched countless elite-level matches.

They thought they had sharp eyes by now.

But what was unfolding before them now was on a completely different level.

"Ah! He’s up again!"

"A quick knockdown, sure, but yeah... there’s no three-down rule anyway, so... he still looks okay."

"The key is he took as much time to recover as he could. He’s shaken, but the damage doesn’t look serious!"

Just as they said—

The damage Zain Lance sustained in that five-second fall wasn't all that severe.

‘But why did I fall?’

But the psychological damage was significant.

He was in top shape.

And yet, he’d been knocked down without dodging a single punch?

‘Don’t panic. Just press harder again.’

Zain Lance dismissed the moment as a lucky punch.

Crack.

He shifted his weight onto his rear foot.

‘I’m going to kill you for real.’

Boom!

He closed the distance again.

Super close range.

Toe-to-toe.

A tense range where the slightest mistake could throw off balance.

Zain Lance’s rear hand shot forward at explosive speed—

Boom!

Trying to crush Donghu Kim’s ribs—

‘You psycho!’

But Donghu, as if seeing everything, pulled his rear foot back, shifted his torso sideways, and evaded.

Swallowing his disbelief, Zain Lance instantly swung his back left hand upward.

Boxing, after all, is a punch game where you predict not just the next move, but the one after that.

One blocked punch doesn’t ruin your plan.

But—

Tap.

Smack.

Thud.

What happens when every move gets blocked?

"Ah, Zain Lance’s punches look like he’s hitting a mitt."

"Usually, catching punches like this is risky. You never know what’ll happen."

"But right now, Donghu Kim is matching Zain Lance’s punches one-for-one with his own."

The audience, hearing the commentary, began to understand.

But it was only half right.

It looked like both punches were landing evenly—

Boom!

Boom!

But in truth, the part of the fist being struck was different.

Donghu Kim was targeting the protruding bone when forming a fist—commonly called the knuckle, or the metacarpal.

By hitting precisely there, he was shattering Zain Lance’s fists.

Unlike solid metacarpals, the finger bones were fragile.

And Zain Lance could feel them cracking in real time with every clash.

Ordinarily, the pain alone would have dropped a man.

But somehow—he held on.

As the fists exchanged and their bodies inched closer—

‘Now!’

Zain Lance revealed his hidden trump card.

He’d planned to use it later in the round...

But the situation forced his hand.

‘It’s guaranteed to land.’

A technique banned in most combat sports.

Using the hardest bone in the human body—the forehead.

The boxing technique known as—

“Butting! That’s a headbutt!”

"Ah, but it didn’t land cleanly. Not a direct hit!"

"Maybe his footing slipped in the clinch? From here it looked like Zain Lance’s forehead was headed right at Donghu Kim."

Butting.

If it lands, a concussion is guaranteed.

It could cause bleeding, even stop the match entirely.

If intentional, it often leads to severe penalties or disqualification.

But—

If ruled ‘unintentional,’

And it occurs before Round 4,

The match can be declared a no-contest.

Of course, the condition is that the opponent must be rendered unable to continue.

Zain Lance had fully factored that in.

‘The first button was fastened wrong. Might as well void the match altogether.’

His fists were breaking.

Not even a minute had passed in the round.

His best option: a rematch.

‘If the fight’s declared a no-contest, I won’t have to do it again per contract—we’ll go straight to the UFC.’

Boxing might be a challenge, but UFC was his domain.

So for Zain Lance, getting through this moment intact was the goal.

"I’ll fucking kill you!"

His plan was to scare Kim Donghu—

And use a ‘seemingly unintentional’ headbutt to void the fight.

But—

Boom!

It didn’t land.

Or rather—Donghu had predicted it from the start.

‘This guy wants to kill me. Of course he’ll pull anything.’

Honestly, even if he’d hidden a knife in his glove and tried to stab him, it wouldn’t be surprising.

In that context, a headbutt was almost cute.

‘And besides, the real fight is probably UFC anyway.’

In boxing, once someone goes down, no follow-up strikes are allowed.

So a knockdown usually doesn’t mean catastrophic injury.

But MMA? A takedown is just the beginning.

This match was essentially prep work for that.

But—

‘I’m not the only one being set up here.’

It wasn’t just Zain Lance allowed to use that.

Both sides were free to capitalize.

And Kim Donghu fully intended to do just that.

Whoosh!

He dodged the headbutt at close range again—

Boom!

And to punish the sin of bringing his head in close, he slammed a punch directly into his chin. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Striking precisely upward with his metacarpal.

Snapping the head back and rattling the brain.

"You son of a bitch!"

Even while his brain was shaking, Zain Lance could still speak?

Donghu briefly marveled at his recovery ability—

Boom!

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