Volume 563: Chapter : I saved my life ...It should be said that 99% of the people present here could not have imagined that the game would end in this way. In just one minute, the Killing Priest, who had seemed to be in control of the battle and was sure of victory, was beaten to the point of spitting blood and having no power to fight back. He was strangled by his opponent and made his last struggle like a man on the gallows about to be hanged. Time goes back to one minute ago, at the entrance of the stadium. Wu Horixiong looked at Wu Lei'an, who was stuck headfirst into the ground in the middle of the venue like a scallion with his legs twitching. He touched the back of his head, which was no different from that of an ordinary middle-aged man, and sighed helplessly. "Oh my, what should I say about this kid..." Behind him were two other members of the Wu clan, his nephews Wu Horiqi and Wu Lianyi. "That idiot! He messed up again!" Wu Lianyi's face was full of anger. This is clearly a serious competition, and we have been paid to be employed by others, so we should go all out to win. As a result, in a game that he was sure to win, he just wasted his time and ended up killing himself!
Anyone with a bit of temper would have their blood pressure soar in this situation and would want to shoot the man dead on the spot. At the same time, in the exclusive room located at the highest point of the stadium, Wu Huiliyang was shaking with anger, and her hands that were holding the chair tightly almost crushed the armrests. “Lei… this bastard Lei’an…” "Hoohoho~" Katara Metō was standing aside, smiling happily. "Oh my, it seems that Mogi Robinson is really powerful. Eri-o, you really chose the wrong person. If you let Hori-kun go, nothing would happen. In this way, not only did you lose the game, but you also lost your bloodline." "Bloodline? What does that mean?" Wu Huiliyang was very angry at the moment, and her tone was a little heavier when she replied to her old friend. Katara Metō stroked his beard and laughed again: "Eri, haven't you realized yet, that young man named Mokichi is not just using ancient judo? The blow that broke Raian's headbutt was a short uppercut in boxing. Think about it, it combines ancient judo with boxing techniques, that's right, that's Patton Technique~" "Barton Technique!?" "That's right, and Huiliyang, you can think about who the founder of Barton Technique is~" "The founder of Patton's technique..." Wu Huiliyang groaned. The history of Barton's technique is not too long, at best it can be traced back to the end of the 19th century. It was created by a very powerful Japanese ancient style judo fighter named Kotoura Shigenosuke who brought his ancient style judo to Britain, where he learned boxing techniques and combined them with his own ancient style judo to eventually create a martial arts school. (This is just the setting in Kengan, it is not the case at all in reality) “Kotoura Shigenosuke… Shigenosuke… Shigekichi… Could it be that!?” "Yes, Mogi Robinson is the descendant of Kotoura Shigenosuke~" Seeing his old friend's expression of sudden enlightenment, Katara Metō smiled even more happily. "So, Eriyo, you understand now, why I said that not only did we lose the game, but we also lost our bloodline. This game is indeed a bloodline battle between the Wu family and the descendants of Kotoura Shigenosuke."
"But, damn it... Is this brat Lei An planning to bring shame upon me?!!!" Wu Huiliyang was so angry that her dentures were almost broken. "wrong." On the other side, Wu Horiqi, who had been watching coldly with his arms folded at the entrance of the arena, suddenly noticed something strange. Wu Lei'an, who was stuck in the ground like a dead dog just a second ago, actually moved. As his hand, which was as close to the ground as his face, closed its fingers and slid across the ground, deep grooves were actually dug out in the mud that had been trampled on for who knows how many years and should have been as solid as a rock wall. boom! The next second, with a roar that echoed throughout the entire stadium, the ground cracked and rocks flew everywhere. Wu Lei'an jumped high into the air, and when his feet landed steadily on the ground, his body was covered with throbbing blue veins. An ominous black aura enveloped his entire body like a halo, appearing and disappearing with the rhythm of his breathing. [Secret Technique·Liberation] "Be prepared, Uncle Horio, Lianyi." Wu Hori's eyes narrowed slightly, "What's about to begin is not a battle, but a one-sided...massacre." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Lei'an took a powerful step forward. As the rocks shattered, his whole body turned into a shadow and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Maoji Robinson. With one punch, the priest was killed and flew backwards like a cannonball, with blood spurting out of his mouth like reeds floating in the air. Time goes back to the present—— In the center of the stadium, Wu Lei'an lifted up Mogi Robinson as easily as lifting a child. His throbbing hands were like a pair of pliers, tightly gripping the latter's neck, and he let out bursts of creepy laughter filled with malice. "A battle of equal strength? An exciting match? Eat the shit! I have no interest in such boring things. What a bullshit 'battle'. What I like most is one-sided ravage!!!" "That fellow Lei An is beginning to lose control of his desire to kill again." Even from such a distance, the roar could still be heard clearly. Garuda shook his head and said uncomfortably. Although the Killing Priest on the field was still trembling and holding up his [Secret of Patton Magic: Two Fingers] to resist, everyone could see that he had no chance of success. The opponent was fine despite all the skills he used before. Now, no matter how powerful your skills are, they will only cause him to suffer a few more scratches. "No, to be honest, he has never been able to control himself in this regard..." Wu Yi complained, and patted her sister's butt as she sat on her lap. "Okay, it should be over soon. I'll go get ready. It's time to go on stage." "Well, then...come on, bro?" Garuda cooperated and jumped down, blinking mischievously. Wu Yi didn't reply, but made an OK gesture without turning his head. When they arrived at the entrance of the fighting arena, the match had not yet ended, so Wu Horixiong and others were still waiting for Wu Lei'an to "finish". When they saw Wu Yi coming, they all waved as a greeting. At this moment, Wu Lei'an was still holding the priest and hitting him violently on the ground, as if he was not a living person but just a sandbag for venting his anger.
Noticing Wu Yi's appearance, he hummed unhappily, stopped what he was doing and looked over. Wu Yi did not speak, but just drew three English letters in the air with his index finger. ——GKD. "Huh? Hum..." The excited smile on Wu Lei'an's face faded slightly, replaced by an even more terrifying hideous look. He looked at Maoji Robinson, who was about to lose consciousness after being hit on the hand, and then looked at Wu Yi, who was silently urging him to hurry up with his hands in his pockets at the entrance. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Wu Lei'an's mouth. "Well, that's fine then." As he said that, Wu Lei'an stepped back with one arm, gathering all his strength as if he was throwing a baseball, and after a loud roar, he threw Maoji Robinson out with all his might. In an instant, the killing priest using the Patton technique flew high, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and then fell straight towards Wu Yi. "This guy Lei An..." Wu Yi held his forehead and let out a light breath, then stretched out a hand as Wu Horixiong and others beside him looked at him spontaneously. puff. With his palms pressed against his back, Mauji Robinson, who was playing the trapeze artist the last second, just stopped. The whole process was effortless, with a soothing feeling of picking something up high and then putting it down gently. "Uh……" "Hey, hey, hey, are you still alive?" Wu Yi looked down at Mauji Robinson, who was already shaky and exhausted, and had to support his back with his hands to barely stand, but still tried to open his eyes a little, and shrugged lightly. "Oh, congratulations, it seems that you are lucky, at least you have saved your life." Volume 564: Chapter [The Great Devil] "The winner has been decided! The winner is - Wu Lei'an!!!" As the referee's powerful shout came from the outside, the third round of the top 16 of the boxing tournament finally came to an end. The medical staff of Kengankai soon came over with a stretcher and carried away Mogi Robinson, who was seriously injured and unconscious. "...Ha, you bastard really like to do unnecessary things." Completely uninterested in the so-called cheers and applause, Wu Lei'an released himself from the "liberated" state after the referee confirmed the outcome of the fight. He went straight back to the entrance and started to challenge Wu Yi in a sarcastic manner. "He actually went out of his way to catch that weakling. How gentle of him! I had even adjusted the angle carefully. If he had landed in that position, that crappy pastor's neck would have been broken right on the spot. Hahahaha!" "Well, you're right." Wu Yi was too lazy to argue with him and just waved his hand nonchalantly. "Okay, go and take your rest. I'm almost ready to go on stage."
"...Tsk." Seeing that all his provocations had come to nothing, Wu Lei'an smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. But the corners of his mouth soon curled up again. "Forget it, that kind of thing doesn't matter. I've seen the schedule. As long as you can advance to the round of 16, we'll face each other in the next game. Let's have fun then." "Oh, whatever~" Wu Yi's nonchalant tone was as if he was holding the steering wheel of AE86 with one hand. "By the way, what's the matter with all this blood on you? Who did you have a conflict with?" "Conflict? How could that be possible? I just stopped by the toilet on the way here and had some fun with that guy who calls himself Superman... Don't worry, he's still alive, he just might be a little angry." Wu Lei'an's mouth curled up further: "I will use practical actions to tell them that I am the strongest. What magic spear or fang of destruction? Look at me, I will tear them all to pieces!" "walk slowly--" "cut……" Seeing that Wu Yi still had that attitude of "as long as you're happy", Wu Lei'an no longer had the motivation to continue provoking him. He smacked his lips again and just said this. "Okay, go ahead and fight. If you fail to advance to the round of 16, I'll kill you." "Hi hi~" "Then we'll go to the audience first." After briefly explaining the situation to Wu Yi, Wu Horixiong and the others turned around and left. At this time, the voice of Katara Shoka was finally heard again in the stadium outside. "Everyone! After the bloody and brutal third round, the next match we will have is the fourth match of the top 16 between Wuyi Trading Company and Panasonic. First, please invite the fighters from Wuyi Trading Company to enter—" “他是与第三轮赛时吴雷庵选手来自同一暗杀家族的少当家！乃汇聚了吴氏一族一千三百年来漫长心血的集大成之作！身高188公分，体重98公斤！拳愿战绩32胜0败，累计获得企业资产2376亿1500万！堪称最高杰作的——‘大魔’吴衣！！！” Another fighter from the Wu family! Upon hearing this information, the audience in the stadium was in an uproar. You should know that the last time someone from the Wu family appeared in a competition of this magnitude was half a century ago, when Wu Huiliyang, the first generation of Meteorangzhiya, helped the current Kengankai president Katara Meteorang to seize the presidency. And now that the death match has started again, people from the Wu family have appeared again, and there are two of them at a time. Although the previous Wu Lei'an was very crazy, his strength was undoubtedly strong. Now there is Wu Yi, who is said to be the greatest masterpiece of the Wu clan in the past 1,300 years. With two top-notch fighters appearing in the same era, is the Wu clan about to take off? "Big Demon? So this is Senpai's nickname?" In the participating company area of the audience seats, Tianze Yixia, who had finally waited for Wu Yi to appear, immediately became interested when he heard this nickname. "But I thought it would be more domineering, cool and awesome, like Blood Demon Killer or something like that. The nickname Big Demon does sound a bit ordinary. Although the senior is indeed quite 'big' and can always fill Yixia up, hehe~"
"Tian, Tianze-san, what are you talking about?" When Nanase Tsubasa, who was sitting next to the little devil schoolgirl, heard these words, her cheeks suddenly turned red. This is like when everyone was sitting together and talking peacefully, but someone suddenly turns the steering wheel towards Akina Mountain. Is this good? This is not good. Garuda smiled and explained: "As for this, according to my brother himself, he was too lazy to think about it, so he removed the top horizontal line of the word "天" in my nickname "天魔", but well——" "but?"