The Boxer Webtoon Yu Novels & Stories

"How dare you speak to Joseph in that manner? Are you tired of living?!" One of Jacob's giants roars and charges at the boxer. "Hmph! Don't think because you are big, we are afraid of you! You are just 9.0ft, it's no big deal!" Two boxers stand in front of the first boxer to shield him and holler! The giant's eyes constrict. He gazes down at them and clenches his fist. "Let me show you how much of a big deal it is then!" He stamps his foot and reaches his hands to grab their heads.

"Ryder!" He looked up, ignoring Jay's repeated taps on his lap. Grunts filled the air as both men struggled against each other. Ryder had the poor guy in an arm triangle submission, and it's been almost a minute. With a grunt, he finally let Jay go, pushing him away. He collapsed on the floor, while Ryder got out of the boxing ring, taking off his pad.

Lucas calls whilst moving away without seeing if Greg’s alright. I love to the right, a box with a warrior named Jeon. He’s bully like a tank and I have no doubts that I’ll fair worse off with him that Greg. But bring it on.

It was an opening move, not an attempt to skewer me. "Damn it, you cowards," Yasmin snarled. "Give him a weapon." No one did. They didn't care for an outsider's opinion of their bravery. I fought as best I could with my natural talents. Boxing allowed me to take a beating, especially someone in my weight class. Jujutsu helped me fight prone as well as quickly getting back on my feet.

I look like a person dodging flies and other insect and not doing shadow boxing at all. I might be the next Mujahed Abby If I practice harder. "Who's Mujahed Abby Love?" He read my mind. He is really a werewolf I am still fighting my imaginary opponent. When Gideon ask. This fudger tried a right hook but I dodge. Take that motherfudger! "The boxer." "That's Muhammad Ali Love." "Same thing." I stop. Standing up straight I look at Gideon and smiled sheepishly. "Done?" I shrugged my shoulders.

“Doesn’t your mouth get tired from yammering that much?” Guy was miffed. He had come here to avenge his mate—not to stand and get dissed by some brat! Clenching his fists in rage, he bristled, “Fine, then! I’ll let my knuckles do all the talking from now on—the same knuckles who made Guy Metz the indisputable boxing champion of all six states of East Chinea! Get a mouthful of this!” He raised his fists and assumed a stance before his entire bravado crumbled, his knees buckling to cover his manhood. His hands had moved to cover it too.

Who would send him the box? He signed for it and looked at the sender. There was his father’s name. Before he could understand and think about how it could be, two big men came in and shoved him inside. Adi lost his balance and fell down, still clutching the box. “Give me the box,” shouted one of them, while the other came towards Adi, his hands extended to snatch the box. "Jacky, attack," commanded Adi. Out of nowhere, Jacky ran in and bit the man’s hand. As he held his bleeding hand, crying in pain, Jacky fell on the other one, his full weight made the burly man stumble and lose his balance.

He struggled hard trying to break from Shane. Without thinking twice Xayne moved at him and sent a powerful punch on at his lower abdomen causing him to cough out blood. "That's my girl, you're the boxer". Shane compliment. "I'm the boxer". Xayne said with a smirk. She punched his face and he groaned angrily. "Let me do the rest, Luv". Shane said and snapped the man's neck. He dropped dead to the ground and Xayne gasped. "You shouldn't have....". "Killed him". Shane cuts in sharply.

protested the cute boy, bravely defending me. "Beautiful? Ha! You must be blind, kid," scoffed Big Boy 1. "Maybe you need to see a doctor." As they bickered, I just sat there, feeling grateful for the cute boy's bravery. He may have been small like me, but he had a big heart. But then, suddenly, the big boys lunged forward and slapped the cute boy across the face. He fell to the ground next to me, and the big boys laughed as they walked away.

Charles’s POV Soon after the game started, I felt very bored. I rolled my eyes and squinted at their game. Although the two boxers on the stage looked very imposing, their boxing skills were really very elementary. Billy fidgeted around me. "This game sucks, right?" I asked him. Billy tugged at his hair and yelled, "Oh my God! They're nothing compared to our pack warriors! I feel like we paid for a children's game!" As soon as he finished, one fighter punched the other, and the rogue, who had failed, crashed into the guardrail, bounced back into the ring and passed out.