The manager, who was aggressive at first, became quiet unexpectedly.
“…Ah, really? Now I understand what you said.”
"Oh?"
"Come to think of it, the next game seems to be yours, right?"
The manager turned around and stood still, the corners of his mouth raised with excitement, and his hands with ten fingers spread out in a standard razor stance.
"Then I'll just kick you out right here!"
"Out? Me?"
Wu Lei'an was not angry at being challenged like this, but instead smiled sinisterly.
"So you're trying to provoke me, right? Hahaha, that's great. That's why idiots like you are the most interesting. Since a man is being provoked, you should be mentally prepared!!!"
The words were powerful, and the next moment, veins throbbing like angry snakes spread throughout his body like a spell.
……
Time jumps back to the present. In the stadium, after the second elimination match ended, after a halftime performance by the Kengankai Dance Troupe, the third match followed.
At the commentary desk, Meixiang's clear voice resounded throughout the venue through the microphone.
"Everyone, thank you for waiting! Next up is the third round of the top 16 match. Please invite both players to enter the venue—"
"He is the number one problem child of the assassination family Wu Clan. He is undoubtedly ready to cause a big scene in this elimination match! Anyone who dares to offend the reputation of the Wu Clan will be killed! Height 188 cm, weight 94 kg! First time participating in the Kengan Tournament! A fighter belonging to the Yamashita Company - 'The Forbidden Descendant' Wu Lei... Huh!?"
Katara Sayaka, who was reciting her entrance speech as usual, seemed to have seen something incredible, and her voice suddenly rose at the end.
Wu Lei'an, who walked out of the blue mist that gushed out from the ground, was covered with dark red liquid. The glittering luster under the light seemed to still have a trace of residual warmth, and it was flowing down drop by drop.
"Hey...Um..."
"It's blood...right?"
"Really? What stupid thing did that guy do again?..."
Sitting in the stands where everyone was talking, Wu Yi saw this scene and subconsciously complained with his hand on his forehead.
At the same time, in a room located at the highest point of the entire venue, Katara Metsudo and Oh Hye Ryo were sitting on a chair each, looking down at the situation on the field below through the bulletproof glass surrounding them.
"What a bad boy, he is just like someone's youth~"
Seeing Wu Lei'an entering the venue covered in blood, Katara Metō laughed out loud and kept glancing at his old friend with a teasing look.
Wu Huiliyang, who was teased, sighed helplessly and held her forehead with her hand.
"...Alas, the past is too painful to recall."
"But fortunately, our Xiaoyi is still a very normal child. She doesn't have the bad temper that someone had when he was young." Katara Metō continued to tease.
But Wu Huiliyang shook her head.
"No, although Lei An looks abnormal, his mental state is actually quite stable."
"What do you mean, Eri-yang, are you saying that Xiaoyi is mentally unstable?" Katara Metō was slightly stunned.
"That's not what I meant..."
As if she felt that this question was a little difficult to explain, Wu Huiliyang let out a sigh of relief.
"To put it in an analogy, Lei An is like a boiling pressure cooker. Although it seems to be constantly hissing, the internal pressure is actually always at a controllable constant value. In the thousands of years of evolution, our Wu clan has, to some extent, completely surpassed the scope of normal humans. Not only are our physical and mental toughness far beyond that of ordinary people, but when we realize that we have been offended, we will also generate several times more anger than ordinary people, or murderous intent, especially for those with stronger bloodlines."
The First Generation of Destroying Hall Fang paused here.
"Although this situation will gradually become controllable as he grows older and his state of mind matures, Wu Yi is only nineteen years old after all..."
"But hasn't Xiaoyi's mental state always been very stable?" Katara Metō asked in confusion.
"This is what I'm most worried about..."
Wu Huiliyang shook her head again.
"Wu Yi's mental state has indeed been very stable, but that's because he hasn't encountered an enemy so strong that he feels from the bottom of his heart that he must use all his strength to kill him."
"Don't worry~ Xiaoyi is fine!"
"……what?"
Wu Huiliyang looked at her old friend in confusion, who was suddenly full of confidence and seemed to know her grandson better than she did.
Katara Metō gave a thumbs up firmly.
"After all, he is the son-in-law I like, right?"
Wu Huiliyang was stunned for a long while, and suddenly veins popped out on her wrinkled forehead and she rolled her eyes.
"I'll go to yours..."
Having said that, he felt inexplicably relieved.
Well, instead of an old man worrying here, it’s better to just let him give it a try.
Volume 562: Chapter : Garuda will also be jealous
Although Wu Lei'an's appearance was indeed a little scary, everyone present was not an innocent child without exception.
As the commotion in the stadium quickly subsided, Katara Shoka on the commentary desk also waved her hand and pointed to the other side.
"The next warrior to enter is the warrior from England! His blue eyes can only see victory! The holy warrior blessed by God is attacking! He is 189 cm tall and weighs 99 kg. He has a record of 48 wins and 0 losses in Kengan competitions, and his company has acquired assets of 7088 billion! From the Sendeli Company - 'Extermination Priest' Mogi Robinson!!!"
Priest?
It is said that there are only wrong names but no wrong nicknames. Out of curiosity about this title, Wu Yi narrowed his eyes and looked towards the other side of the arena.
A burly man with long golden wavy hair and blue eyes walked out from the blue dust. His facial features were regular and his mouth corners were slightly raised. He smiled a warm and compassionate smile, and the whole person seemed as if he was really bathed in the light of God.
And just behind him, at the entrance of the arena where he had walked out earlier, a beautiful girl with blonde hair and blue eyes was shouting with her hands open in front of her like a trumpet.
"Nisa, let's do it~!"
"……Um."
Mauji Robinson, who had already walked far away, heard the girl's voice coming from behind, and actually stopped, turned around and nodded with a smile, then continued to walk forward, while silently reciting in his heart -
Elena, for you, I will definitely win!
"What a pity, he's a pastor and not a priest, otherwise it would be possible... swoosh~piupiu~clang!"
Wu Yi kept uttering onomatopeia, and used both hands to simulate the action of throwing a dagger. Finally, he crossed the daggers in the air and said "A Gate" in a drawn-out tone.
"Father Anderson, right?" Garuda burst out laughing.
"Yes, that's why I say it's a pity." Wu Yi raised his chin towards the two people who were already facing each other on the field, "But it seems that the pastor also has a sister, and she's quite pretty..."
Bang!
Before she finished her words, the girl kicked someone in the shin with all her might. The sound was so loud that it startled everyone in the front and back seats, and they all turned around to look.
Wu Yi even gasped on the spot.
"Ah, it seems like Ni-chan is very dissatisfied with Garuda as her sister?"
The black and white pupil girl with princess-style hair narrowed her eyes and said with a forced smile.
Wu Yi was forced to hold the girl tightly despite the pain: "No, no, no, I was just sighing at the powerful power of genes..."
"Huhuhu?"
Garuda continued to stare for a while, and only retracted his gaze after five seconds. He snorted and said "forget it", then he turned his gaze back to the court and sighed softly.
"But that priest player was really unlucky. He actually met Lei'an in the first round."
"yes……"
Wu Yi agreed at first, but then his attitude quickly became indifferent.
"Well, since we are on this field, it means that we are mentally prepared. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is determined by God. If you are not as skilled as others, you will be killed. This is the Kengan competition."
As they were talking, the battle on the field had officially begun with the referee's order.
With almost no reaction time, Wu Lei'an rushed towards his opponent with wild laughter the moment the referee announced the start of the game. His speed was so fast that it left an afterimage in the vision.
And Mauji Robinson did not give in at all. The two disappeared from the spot almost at the same time. When they came into close combat, they raised their legs and kicked each other. The attacks collided in mid-air and made a loud noise.
Wu Lei'an pulled his legs back and attacked with punches, but all of them were blocked by Maoji who raised his arms and held the defense. He also took advantage of the break in the attack to kick out a high sweep kick, but it was also blocked by Wu Lei'an with one hand.
Wu Lei'an responded with a high sweep kick, but Maoji dodged by leaning down.
After that, the two sides attacked and defended each other for more than a dozen rounds, with both sides evenly matched and neither giving in.
"That fellow Lei'an didn't fight seriously at all..."
On the stands, Garuda curled his lips and complained after witnessing the fighting between the two sides below.
It doesn't require a very professional eye, as anyone who has watched the first two games carefully can see that Wu Lei'an's current fighting state is such that except for his strength, he has no skills at all, and all his movements are similar to those of street thugs.
It highlights the act of doing whatever one wants, with no precision at all, swinging his fists around randomly.
Wu Yi hummed: "To be honest, the other party is also quite at ease."
"right……"
Garuda also saw this.
However, the ease I have now cannot determine anything...
Wu Yixin said.
At the same time, after dozens of rounds of confrontation between the two men on the field, Wu Lei'an suddenly jumped back on his own initiative.
Under the shocked gaze of the whole audience, he bit the skin on the back of his hand, leaned forward and splashed all the blood gushing out of the wound onto the pastor's face!
"How about trying this trick of blinding your eyes with blood?"
puff!
The dark red blood rushed towards him and caught him off guard, blurring his vision.
This despicable guy...!
At the moment when Mauji Robinson subconsciously lowered his head to wipe his eyes, Wu Lei'an seized the opportunity, stepped forward, grabbed his collar and swung a side punch, aiming directly at his temple.
The temple is the fatal weakness of human beings. There is no doubt that once this blow is delivered, the outcome of the match will be decided immediately.
But at this moment, the priest, who should have been in a state of temporary blindness, suddenly raised his right hand, with five fingers spread out, not only catching Wu Lei'an's fist, but also breaking his clenched fist, and in turn clasped Wu Lei'an's hand with his five fingers.
"It's ancient style judo." Wu Yi understood.
The biggest difference between ancient judo and modern fighting lies in the use of knuckles. Since knuckles are needed for grabbing and fisting, once the knuckles are damaged, the fighter's strength will be severely weakened.
The ancient style of jutsu is designed to attack with the purpose of destroying the knuckles.
"But it's useless. The priest is not as strong as Lei'an. This level of joint skills will be defeated in an instant..."
Before he could finish his words, Wu Lei'an on the field ignored the fact that his wrist was still locked, and at the same time he twisted it with his backhand, grabbed Mogi Robinson's collar again, laughed wildly, put his face forward and was about to headbutt him.
boom!
However, a short uppercut from bottom to top caused his attack to fail directly.
Wu Lei'an's head tilted back due to the shock.
Mauji Robinson did not miss this flaw, turned around and grabbed the former's arm with his backhand.
An over-the-shoulder throw!
The world spun in an instant, and the next second, accompanied by a loud thunderclap, Wu Lei'an, who had no time to recover, was humiliated physically and thrown headfirst into the ground.
The gravel was flying and the ground was soaked with blood.
The demon stood with his feet facing the sky, motionless.
"Ah this..."
Wu Yi's mouth twitched slightly.
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After thinking about it, since it is a fan work, I will use the fan writing style. I won’t describe every battle in great detail. The text description of fighting is definitely not as intuitive as reading the comics directly, so except for the opponent that Wu Yi will meet in the finals, I will briefly write about the other battles, and some may just simply mention the victory or defeat.
After all, writing about battles is really troublesome, so it’s better to leave more space to write about them (scratching my head)
And I feel that Hedgehog Cat has really relaxed a lot recently. Before, I had to type "climax" as "高氵朝" separately, but now I can type it directly.
Even the cowardly hedgehog cat has become brave, it seems that good times are not far away (happy)
