To translate - no, forget it. "Oh..." Wu Yi's gaze turned again to the ghost cruise ship that looked like an abandoned ship parked behind the luxury cruise ship. I feel like there's going to be some fun next. Volume 543: Chapter The Last Five "All the companies with invitation letters are here, right?" After confirming with the entire dock again through the ship's broadcast, the Quanyuan Association manager began to check the invitation letters one by one. Anyone with an invitation letter could board the ship. Not too many, not too few either, there were a total of twenty-eight invitation letters, which is equivalent to twenty-eight Quanyuanhui companies boarding the luxury cruise ship. But there are hundreds of companies present, so what should the rest of the people do? Send them directly home?
Of course not. Just as the last Kengan company with an invitation letter boarded the luxury cruise ship with its fighters, the Kengan Association manager who was previously responsible for checking the invitation letters moved away from the boarding gate and walked towards the back, all the way to the back half of the pier - and stopped right below the boarding gate of the shabby cruise ship that seemed to be about to be scrapped. Then he politely gestured for invitation. "Well, please follow me and board the ship." "Eh~" Ichinose, who was wondering whether to board the luxury cruise ship in front of him not long ago, suddenly pursed his lips. It’s not that the high-end places she attended during her three years of high school raised her standards too much, making her have more stringent requirements even for her own means of transportation. But this cruise ship doesn't look like a normal ship at all! Is it really not going to sink like the Titanic in the middle of sailing? "Ha, I knew it. Let's go." Wu Yi didn't care about it at all. He smiled and waved behind him, then led the way towards the boarding gate. Seeing this, the girls followed suit. As for the other Quanyuanhui companies that were still hesitating at the dock, they stopped thinking about it when they saw someone taking the lead in trying something new. Grit your teeth, stomp your feet, and get on board! Just like that, the Tokyo Bay Pier, which was crowded with people not long ago, instantly returned to the tranquility it should have at night, with only the evening breeze blowing through the dim street lights still telling of everything that had just happened. On the other side, Wu Yi and others boarded the dilapidated cruise ship and arrived at the deck of the cruise ship. To be honest, this is more like the roof of an abandoned factory building than a deck. It may sound strange to say this, but it is exactly as described. In the middle of the deck there is a half-person-high building that looks like a factory roof. This place was originally supposed to let light into the cabin, but now the glass above has been shattered or cracked, leaving only a desolate and windy empty frame and a few broken glass pieces still stubbornly stuck in the window slot. Leaning out from the deck and looking inside, you can see the huge cabin space below.
Why do I always feel that this ship is a bit like the slave ship of the past... Wu Yi couldn't help but wonder in his heart. Snapped!Snapped! The sudden crisp clapping sound interrupted his thoughts and also attracted the attention of everyone present. The Kengankai manager who had arranged for them to board the ship at the dock took out a loudspeaker from his body and put it to his mouth, and gave the latest arrangements again. "Now that everyone is here, please all the fighters gather in the cabin below that you can see now." Gathering in the lower cabin? What are we doing? no one knows. Well, it doesn’t matter. We’ve already boarded this pirate ship, so it doesn’t matter what happens next. Anyway, just follow the process. There was almost no commotion or dissatisfaction. The fighters working overtime automatically nodded or greeted their employers, and then followed the crowd slowly down the stairs to the cabin. For a moment, the sound of countless feet stepping on the steel stairs echoed in the vast space inside the ship. "Then I'll go down too." After looking around and seeing that he seemed to be the only one who hadn't moved, Wu Yi also spoke to Sakayanagi Arisu. His response was naturally the latter's elegant yet sweet smile. "Well, go ahead, and I wish you good luck in martial arts." "Received~" Wu Yi smiled and followed the crowd towards the stairs. The structure inside the cabin was not complicated. Just as he had suspected before, this was simply a slave ship that was used to transport slaves. Entering the cabin space below, since Wu Yi was one of the later ones to come down, when he arrived there were already many fighters who had arrived early. Everyone vaguely sensed that something big was going to happen next, so they all became more alert, and the atmosphere was filled with caution among each other. Wu Yi looked up and saw the girls leaning out from the edge of the leaky "roof" and looking at him. Yukinoshita Haruno waved her hand, and Kushida Kikyo made a fist gesture, probably meaning "come on" or something like that. It was clear as day. It felt like being in the Colosseum, with the walls filled with spectators. Wu Yi curled the corners of his mouth helplessly and raised his hand to make an OK gesture. At this time, someone came up from behind and called him. "Oh, as expected, I knew you would come to such an occasion." Hearing a familiar voice, Wu Yi put down his hand for the moment and looked in the direction, only to see a head of hair as flamboyant as a golden lion that caught his eye first.
And there is that face that thinks it is wild and unrestrained but is actually silly, rough and cheerful. "Oh, it's you. I remember your name was...Superman?" Wu Yi snapped his fingers as if he suddenly realized something and deliberately called the wrong name. "Superman is bullshit! Just be reasonable, be reasonable!" The manager waved his fists and stomped his feet twice in dissatisfaction. However, he had no intention of starting a fight on the spot over a disagreement. After complaining a few words, he put away his stance and looked around with Wu Yi, speaking as he looked. "Come to think of it, don't you think something interesting is going to happen next? Gathering so many fighters together, it can't be that they're just asking us to have some tea and chat, right?" "I don't care..." Wu Yi really looked indifferent, "I'm more curious about which company you're fighting for this time. If I remember correctly, you seemed to have been fired by that transvestite president. Did you find a new company?" "Next home? How could it be something so boring!" As if he felt that he had hit upon some blind spot in Wu Yi's knowledge, Li Ren proudly raised his thumb and pointed at himself. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am the president of SH Frozen, also known as Mr. Manager!" "Do you have money to start your own company?" Wu Yi doubted his ears. "Well, that's not the case." After bragging, Li Ren scratched his cheek. "But the money to start the company was provided by Uncle Nogi. He said that as long as I gave him my signature, he would lend me the money to help me set up the company, and also let me join the Kengankai to participate in the fatal tournament." "……borrow?" Wu Yi keenly caught this key word, and after a little thought, decided not to say anything more. Maybe...perhaps...probably...this guy doesn't know how much it costs to set up a company and join the Kengankai. Forget it, it’s better not to tell him about this for now. After chatting for a few minutes, there was a sudden bang. Turning around, they saw that the door they had come in through was closed, and two thick iron doors blocked the only entrance and exit. At the same time, the unique electric microphone sound of the loudspeaker came from above everyone's head, spreading to the surrounding rigid walls and echoing in this huge space. "Listen carefully. Your mission is to fight here until only five people are left standing. Regardless of time or location, as long as there are five people left standing, the preliminary elimination round will end immediately. However, if there are more than five people standing before dawn tomorrow, everyone will be declared a failure." "Well then, the preliminary elimination rounds of the Kengan Zetsu Tournament will now officially begin!" Volume 544: Chapter : Melee, Fighting Just think about it, if you gather hundreds of people with martial arts skills in a closed room with only the top open to see the space below, without any rules to restrain them, what will happen? The natural answer is to start an endless fight until only the final winner remains. Or maybe everyone would just die together. Of course, doing this is equivalent to refining a Gu, and using a group of living people to refine the Gu is too cruel.
The Kengan Society would certainly not do such a boring thing. After all, the purpose of this trip was to hold a death match, not to kill all the corporate fighters who did not receive an invitation, so a rule was added. ——From now on, you will fight each other, and the five people who survive will advance to the fatal elimination round. This is a very good idea. The schedule of the death race is tight, with only about one day. If the 28 companies that received invitations and boarded the luxury cruise ship in front were allowed to decide the winner, it would be more than enough. However, if the hundreds of people behind were included, it would be impossible. This not only allows us to quickly eliminate those fighters who are not strong enough and are just here to fill in the gaps, but it also saves a lot of resources. Wu Yi also thought this was a good idea. Being able to defeat a hundred enemies alone and have the whole world as his enemy is in line with his definition of himself as a fighter. There was a faint commotion among the fighters gathered in the distance, and a small-scale one-on-one battle quietly broke out in this space. The world is full of people who always believe in the idea of striking first and gaining the advantage. It can be predicted that in less than two minutes, this entire space below will become a huge poison-making field. Wu Yi moved his hands and feet, grinned and prepared for a fight, his fighting spirit transforming into an invisible aura. "The starting gun has been fired. I think it's about time we start, right?" "what……" The manager laughed loudly and was about to say something when someone walked up from behind him. "You bastard, you are so stupid!!!" "what?" Hearing someone calling out his name loudly, Li Ren immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the voice, then showed a slightly confused expression. Walking towards him was a fat but sloppy man with a face covered with scars as if it had been cut by criss-crossing blades. When he saw Li Ren, he looked like he was his sworn enemy. He strode up to him with a clear purpose, pointed at the scar on his face and spoke loudly. "Hey! Li Ren! Don't tell me you don't remember me. I came here to seek justice for the scars on your face!" "Oh." The manager nodded calmly. "So, who are you anyway?" "Varied……" Before he could finish his words, he saw Rito gently place his index finger on the side of the visitor's neck. The scarred man didn't even have time to react in the next second. With the sound of juice splashing, the hot blood gushed out like a fountain, flew three or four meters into the air and then sprinkled down, making a drizzle in some areas of the interior space. Li Ren didn't look at the stepping stone that was killed instantly by his casual blow. He turned his head excitedly to look in the direction where Wu Yi was originally. "See? After more than a month of practice, I have overcome the only weakness of my razor... huh?"
The sound stopped abruptly, and his boasting was in vain. Because at this time Wu Yi no longer stayed where he was. While the manager was still talking to the scarred man, he had already rushed out and plunged into the crowd. Wherever he went, people were flying around and the ground was filled with wailing. All those he touched had broken bones and tendons without exception. It was like a sharp Guandao that easily cut through the enemy's formation, as brave as Lu Bu riding Dian Wei. "Damn it, I can't lose!" As if they were in a competition for some unknown reason, the officer roared angrily and charged into the enemy camp, waving his ten-finger razors. "Those two people are so strong..." Among the audience who were watching through the broken window above, some noticed the two anomalies, Wu Yi and Li Ren.