"Well, it's nothing..." Wu Yi shook his head, but a thoughtful look appeared on his face. "Maybe I'm overthinking it, but I always feel that Dr. Yingchu might not have simply died from a broken neck as we saw." "Is... this possible?" Katara Sayaka said this in a rather hesitant and uncertain tone and sentence structure. It's not that I don't trust him, but it took a full minute from the time Yingchu's neck was broken and the game ended to the time he was carried away by medical staff. During this time, there was no sign of his body recovering. He was completely motionless, like a dead body. Besides, how could anyone survive with his neck twisted like that? However, Wu Yi didn't think so. As for the basis, it has been mentioned before. Since Yingchu was sent by the Japanese government as the first step to execute Bando Yohei in the death match, it should have been done after considerable consideration of the feasibility. But judging from the game just now, this Dr. Yingchu is a complete madman who usually suppresses his madness with reason, but will completely let go of that crazy side under certain circumstances. He even said something like "winning or losing doesn't matter to him."
In this case, there are only two possibilities. One is that Eihashi has a method that can ensure that Bando Yohei will be killed 100% regardless of the outcome of the match. The second is that the Japanese government and the people they sent out are completely rebellious. But it is obvious that the second possibility is not very likely. After all, if someone can reach that position, you can say he is bad, but you should never think he is stupid. In this case, the only biggest possibility is the first one. But in that case, the question is back again, how would Yingchu kill Bando Yohei? I don’t understand, I don’t understand… “It really feels like watching a magic show and then guessing the secret.” Wu Yi said to himself. "Thank you for your hard work, Bando-kun." The perspective changed, and in the passage leading directly to the stadium, the late Ayanokouji Atsuomi finally appeared with several bodyguards who had retired from the special forces on the road that Bando Yohei had to take after the game. Looking up at the man who was covered in blood and won the battle, Ayanokouji Atsuomi's eyes did not show any admiration at all. Success is normal, but failure is not allowed. He is such a man. Whether to others or to yourself. However, Ayanokouji Atsuomi still appropriately demonstrated the care that he, as a corporate representative, should have for his fighters. "I've already contacted the infirmary for you. Just go over there and someone will help you treat your wound." "what……" There was no friendship between the two parties at all, and Bando Yohei didn't care about it at all. After a simple response, he planned to pass by him and continue walking forward. However, at this moment, his body shook slightly and his center of gravity suddenly lost balance.
boom! The sudden kneeling was like a hero who, after a hard-fought victory, endured the injuries and left the public eye gracefully, and then went to a corner alone to spit out blood secretly. But at this moment, Bando Yohei doesn't look like a hero who has come behind the scenes. All the wounds on his body that were cut by Yingchu during the battle began to bleed again, and the blue veins near each wound bulged out like a spider web, as if there were worms lurking under the skin. "Uh……" The severe pain and dizziness made Bando Yohei immediately realize that he might have been poisoned. This symptom, and this onset time... a neurological virus? But when exactly is it? There couldn't be any problem with the air or the food, which meant that only - For a moment, Bando Yohei's pupils contracted slightly. Blood transmission? After making a bold guess and careful verification, Bando Yohei's mind immediately emerged the two bone knives that were stretched out from Yingchu's hands in the previous battle. Is this really the case? He is really a crazy man. "I was tricked..." After saying the last sentence, Bando Yohei fell forward. On the other side, there was still some time before the penultimate match of the round of 16 on the commentary desk, and Wu Yi was lying in a chair playing with his mobile phone out of boredom. At this moment, a completely unexpected sound came from behind. "Should I say it's a pity or a cause for celebration? Although the result was slightly different from what I expected, the assassination was still carried out successfully." "Ah, this gentleman at the commentary desk can't... Ehhhhhhhh? Did a ghost appear?" When Katara Sayaka heard an unfamiliar voice, she was about to dissuade the other party from running around in the stadium. However, when she turned around, she saw Yingchu, who had his neck broken a few minutes ago and was lying on a stretcher covered with a white cloth like a corpse, now appeared behind her with his hands in his pockets as if nothing had happened. She was so scared that she almost jumped up from her chair. Yingchu, who was mistaken for a ghost, laughed happily: "How is that possible? From a scientific point of view, there are no such things as ghosts in this world." "But, contestant Yingchu, didn't you just..." Qiaoxiang touched her neck in shock. "Maybe some life-support device was stuffed into the body." Wu Yi said after taking a glance. "I also found it a little strange at first. How could a doctor who made a bone knife out of his own leg bones and put it in his arm, filled his heel with high-pressure gas, and even cut off his own pain nerves be killed instantly by a broken neck? But now it seems that it is not that simple." "Haha~ I'll take that as a compliment." Yingchu patted his chest with his intact left hand. "I implanted a device in my body to force my heart to beat. This way, even if I suffer a fatal injury, I can still survive with a high probability. But to be honest, it was a bit thrilling just now. If my spine was broken a little more, I would not be able to revive." "What about Bando Yohei...?"
"Ah~ His words are finished." Yingchu showed the two of them the wound on his palm that had not yet fully healed from being stabbed by a bone knife. "I have antibodies against several deadly viruses in my body. I injected myself with a virus before the match. As long as Bando Yohei comes into contact with my blood during the fight, he will definitely die." "But if I remember correctly, he seems to be a medical student at the University of Tokyo?" Wu Yi said with a hint of meaning. "Don't worry, even if he has the ability to develop an antidote to the virus in a short period of time, it will be useless." Yingchu pointed his index finger downward toward the ground beneath his feet. "After all, the medical equipment on this island is not sufficient to support him in conducting such experiments." "Wow~ So that's how it is. It really is a foolproof plan." "right." Wu Yi said this, but he had some doubts in his heart. Well, if only it were that simple. Volume 581: Chapter : After the game, hatred should disappear like flowing water Soon, after Eiichiro's match against Bando Yohei, the last two matches of the round of 16, titled "The weak challenge the strong" and "Human heroes are ultimately defeated by monsters", also came to an end before lunch. Since it was only the first round, except for one or two very rare matches, the majority of the other matches were decided within five minutes. The fastest even broke the record in Kengan competition history, ending the fight in an astonishing, unmeasurable fraction of a second. As of the end of the first round, all qualified companies and players are: Xipin Security, [Strangling King] Imai Xiaoyuco. If Sakura's life, [Executioner] Agutani Kiyoaki. Yamashita Company, [The Forbidden Descendant (Demon)] Wu Lei'an. Wu Yi business, [Great Demon] Wu Yi. Gu Hai Pharmaceutical, [Tiger] Wakatsuki Samurai. Toyo Electric Power, [Monster] Julius Reinhardt. Iwami Heavy Industries, [The Killer] Mutba Gizenga. Steel generation enterprise, [Prison Angel] Guan Linchun. Village of Dawn, [Roaring Fighting Spirit] Kaizuka Sappain. Golden Entertainment Group, [Thor] Yu Lei Ling. Motorhead, [Magic Gun] Kozakura Academy, [Beautiful Beast] Setsuna Kiryu. Nogi Group, [Floating Cloud] First Meet Izumi.
Ten Kings Communication, [Blood-stained Ivory] Bando Yohei. Eight-headed trade, [Fighting God] Gaolang Wensavado. Dai Nippon Bank, [The Fang of Destruction] Gana-ga. "Hey~ The first round is finally over, congratulations~" The perspective changed, and in the island's huge banquet hall named "Mietang Banquet Hall", under the dazzling crystal chandelier, Wu Yi was sitting at a round dining table happily feasting, and many girls including Qiaoxiang and Garuda were also present. "Let's do the math. There are still one, two... well, four games left to play. I hope I can advance to the finals in top form, but I know it's unlikely." Garuda took a sip of the drink in the cup and said, "That's right. After all, we will meet Raian in the next game." “Well, this is actually not a big problem…” Wu Yi shook his head. Generally speaking, in a competition like this where you have to fight in rounds within a short period of time to advance, quite a number of people will pray that they will not meet the final "champion" right at the start. Wu Yi is just the opposite. Since he has the strength to be a candidate for the championship, he hopes to meet other candidates for the championship in perfect condition as soon as possible. It's probably the same logic as the early use and early CD in the game. The sooner Wu Yi encounters other candidates for the championship, the more time he will have to recover after the battle. Especially with the support of the Wu family's strong physique, the one day in between was enough for him to recover from any non-fatal injuries, and he could still fight at full strength afterwards. In contrast, if he had an easy time in the beginning, he would end up with all kinds of setbacks like Wu Lei'an, Gana, and others at the start of the semi-finals, and he would be in a very difficult situation. "Well, at least we got through the first round safely. Plus, we have another day of rest tomorrow. Let's try to get into the best shape possible before then." Sakayanagi Arisu looked around as he spoke. "Compared to this, there are really a lot of people coming to the dinner tonight, more than we met on the boat yesterday." "Yes, yesterday, it was just all participating companies and a small number of politicians from various countries. Today, the remaining politicians from other countries have also arrived one after another, including those companies that were eliminated in the preliminaries yesterday." After saying this, Qiaoxiang added another sentence. "But if we really want everyone to be here, we probably have to wait until tomorrow." "Oh……" Everyone just chatted idly. At this moment, a sudden sound from not far away attracted the attention of everyone at the table. "Good evening everyone, may I bother you for a moment?" Turning around, I saw that it was Panasonic's president, Uzuta Sukiyozou, and the company's exclusive fighter, Inaba Ryo, running over. Uruta Sukiyozou was still the same as when we met in the morning, but Inaba Ryo looked a little miserable in comparison. Not only was his entire body covered with plasters, but his face was also wrapped in a thick bandage at the same level as his nose bridge. He could only eat on one side. "Good evening, President Uruta." Yukinoshita Haruno immediately smiled and stood up to negotiate.
Although she had been overwhelmed by the special exams full of loopholes and school rules and regulations when she was in Gaoyu High School, this kind of occasion was undoubtedly as relaxing and comfortable for her as playing at home. After all, the education we received since childhood was "how to thrive in the upper-class circle", rather than "how many firecrackers should be stuffed into the sewer to blow the enemy gang leader's butt off when he goes to the toilet." "Yo." Over there, Yukinoshita Haruno and Ukuta Sukiyozou were chatting happily. Here, Wu Yi noticed that Inaba Ryo who was standing aside had been staring at him without saying a word from beginning to end, so he also waved to him. BIU~ As if responding to Wu Yi's greeting, a strand of long hair on Inaba Ryo's forehead curled up and swayed left and right in the air, revealing a face that was a little pale but cute in both outline and features, like a girl's. He walked closer, raised his head, and looked at Wu Yi word by word.