"good idea."
"That's it!"
The brother and sister sang in unison, as if the facts had already been arranged clearly for Hayami Katsumasa. If they talked for a few more sentences, they would probably even decide where the body would be sunk into the sea.
However, at this moment, Katara Metō, who had been listening without saying anything, suddenly coughed lightly.
"Well, you don't have to care so much about what I say. I can probably guess what Hayami wants to do, so just let him do what he wants."
"……Eh?"
"Is it really okay?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Katahara Retsudo on the radio, but even Yingshan Minoru who had been following Katahara Metsudo opened his eyes slightly.
Only Katahara Metō continued to laugh nonchalantly.
"Haven't you noticed yet? I gave Hayami plenty of opportunities in this death match. From the moment he got on board, I deliberately set up some ambiguous rules that gave him plenty of room for maneuver. As expected, Hayami lived up to my expectations and took the bait. The night before the death match alone, two companies temporarily replaced their regular fighters. I guess Hayami felt that his situation was very good at that time."
"and--"
Katara Metō changed the subject, and his smile under his gray beard became even brighter and more domineering.
"If we take down Hayami right now, we can be sure that the match will go smoothly, but that won't be fun, right? Rather than nipping the danger in the bud now, it would be better to wait until Hayami thinks he has won and then suddenly give him a comeback. That would be more fun!"
"Dad, you..."
The voice of Katahara Retsudo coming from the radio was tinged with silence.
“I feel that in addition to the Teeth of the Destroyer, we need to create another position called the Joy of the Destroyer.” Wu Yi whispered in Shaoxiang’s ear.
"Aha..."
The brown-skinned girl smiled a little awkwardly after hearing this, but also nodded.
Obviously he quite agrees with this proposal.
"Then I'll just take care of this for now, Dad?" Katahara Retsudo asked over the radio.
"Oh, Lietang, if you have nothing to do over there, come back and rest for a while. There's no rush."
Katara Metō was sitting sideways at the commentary desk with his cheek supported by one hand. When he heard his son's words on the radio, he waved his hand leisurely.
"It will take a while to come back..." Katahara Retsudo sighed helplessly, "Also, dad, can you please not walk around casually? It's better to watch the game in the room upstairs. Do you know how many people in this venue want to harm you?"
"They have to be brave enough. Besides, the elderly also need proper stimulation, hahaha~"
Katara Metō smiled happily, but still stood up from his chair, holding his waist, and walked towards the back, pretending to be old and weak.
Wang Sen Zhengdao and Yingshan Shizai bowed to Qiao Xiang and immediately turned around and left.
"Well, then it's about time for me to..."
Wu Yi glanced in the direction of the girls including Yukinoshita Haruno in the audience, and was about to say that he should go back to the audience, but was stopped by Miaoxiang.
"It's okay, it's okay, just watch the game here. Dad has gone home anyway, so it's okay for you and Garuda to sit here and watch. It's clearer than in the audience seats, and for the next game--"
"if?"
"The next match is between Gu Hai Pharmaceutical and United Clothing. You know the fighter from Gu Hai Pharmaceutical, Yi-chan, right?"
Katara Tsaoka hinted implicitly.
It turned out to be Gu Hai Pharmaceutical...
Wu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Gu Hai Pharmaceutical is also a long-established enterprise in Quanyuan Association. Its medical research is almost at the forefront of the world.
The exclusive fighter of Furumi Pharmaceutical is Wakatsuki Bushi, known as the "Tiger", who has the most wins in Kengan's history and is recognized as one of the most likely candidates to win this fatal match!
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So in fact, Hamahama is already the second generation of the Destroyer Joy, and Hayami Katsumasa is the real first generation of the Destroyer Joy.
Volume 569: Chapter Draven Zhangsan
At the invitation of Katara Shoka, Wu Yi and Garuda sat down at the commentary desk.
The short halftime break passed quickly.
As another hot and unrestrained dance music ended in the arena, dozens of dancers in cool clothes, all of whom were young girls in their early twenties, made farewell gestures to the audience around the arena, and then lined up and skipped away one by one like lambs returning to their nests.
And Katahara Shoka, who had finally had a break for a while on the commentary stand, picked up the microphone again.
"Dear audience, thank you for your waiting! After a break of more than ten minutes, the fifth round of the top 16 of this ultimate tournament will begin. Are you all ready?"
"So--"
Like a super popular idol shining on the stage, Katara Shoka raised her right hand and made a gesture that was very similar to the one in Fairy Tail, and her already extremely loud and high-pitched voice went up a notch.
"Please invite both fighters to enter the arena!"
“率先登场的是这个男人！他是奥林匹克祭典的英雄！今天威风凛凛地降临于此！现代的海格力斯将要向绝境发起挑战！身高187公分，体重110公斤！拳愿比赛战绩19胜1败！企业获得资产682亿9600万！来自联合服装的——‘无法测定’室渊刚三！！！”
"Oh, it's Murobuchi Gozo."
Garuda, who was sitting at the commentary desk with Wu Yi next to Katahara Shoka, let out an "oh" as if he suddenly understood something.
Wu Yi had never paid attention to this name and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Why, Garuda, do you know each other?"
"It's definitely not to say that I know him. I just read a report about him in school before... or should I say popular science?" Garuda scratched his cheek.
The brother and sister on the commentary desk deliberately lowered their voices and only read each other's lips in the noisy arena, so they didn't worry about their voices being recorded in the microphone even next to Katahara Tsori.
"This Murobuchi Tsuyoshi was once a famous Japanese athlete who dominated the decathlon and was known as the King of Sports."
"It is said that he learned to stand when he was ten days old. When he was in junior high school, he began to break records in various track and field competitions. At the age of sixteen, he was selected as the representative of Japan in the decathlon. In the following twenty-five years, he has been active in various sports competitions. Even in international competitions, he has only failed five times. His excellent athletic ability can sometimes even surpass track and field athletes who specialize in a certain field."
"At that time, Murobuchi Tsuyoshi had almost become a national hero. His level of activity had made his achievements and honors completely beyond the scope of an athlete."
"But just two years ago, at the age of 41, he suddenly announced his retirement and disappeared from the public eye."
"Emmmm, and then you switch to underground fighting?"
Without Garuda continuing to speak, Wu Yi could roughly guess the subsequent plot.
Especially what Shaoxiang said, "The modern Hercules is about to challenge the desperate situation", coupled with the opponent's record of 19 wins and 1 loss, it is obvious that the only defeat was most likely at the hands of the "tiger" Wakatsuki Bushi.
As the two were chatting, the cheers from the audience suddenly rose significantly.
Wu Yi glanced in the direction where the cheers came from, then burst out laughing very impolitely.
Out of the rising smoke came a burly figure that fully lived up to his status as the king of athletes, but his face looked like Draven with a shaved head!
Including the smiling face, we cannot say they are exactly the same, we can only say they are completely consistent.
Draven's head was basically pressed on Sett's body.
After confirming that the previous fighter had entered the arena, Katahara Shoka suddenly moved her signaling hand to the other side.
“那么接下来是室渊选手本次将要对战的对手！拳愿比赛的猛虎向海格力斯露出了獠牙！至今为止共获得306场胜利！他就是拳愿史上获胜最多的男人！本次绝命赛夺冠候选人之一！身高193公分！体重也是193公斤！拳愿比赛战绩306胜2败！企业获得资产3兆2773亿9500万！古海制药的专属斗技者——‘猛虎’若槻武士！！！”
"Wakatsuki! Wakatsuki! Wakatsuki!"
As the news of Wakatsuki's upcoming appearance was announced, the cheers in the stadium continued to surge, even louder than when Murobuchi Gozo appeared just now.
"His height and weight are both 193cm, that's outrageous..."
Without looking at the figure walking out of the rising smoke on the other side, Wu Yi leaned leisurely on the back of the chair with his hands behind his head.
Just as Katahara Shoka said, Wakatsuki Takeshi is also a highly-anticipated candidate for the championship in this death tournament, but judging from his appearance, his physique is actually similar to that of Murobuchi Tsuyoshi. Except for being a little taller, the two have similar muscle circumference.
But even with the seemingly similar muscle circumference, Wakatsuki Takeshi's weight is more than 80 kilograms more than the latter, nearly double.
The secret to this weight is that Wakatsuki Samurai has an extremely high muscle density that is 52 times that of a normal person.
The effect of this muscle density is that no fighter can withstand the direct attack of the Wakatsuki Samurai!
Slowly walking out of the swirling smoke, Samurai Wakatsuki came to the center of the arena and looked at Murobuchi Tsuyoshi, who had been defeated by him. He sighed sincerely with a serious face like a real samurai on the battlefield.
"Compared to that time, you are much stronger now..."
"That's all thanks to you, Wakatsuki-kun."
Murobuchi Tsuyoshi raised his chin and responded without backing down.
The battle has not yet begun, but the atmosphere of a war has already spread between the two.
Wu Yi at the commentary desk also looked a little more serious.
He looked at the schedule and saw that Wakatsuki Samurai was in the big competition zone on the lower left. If nothing unexpected happened, they would meet the team in the upper left competition zone where he was before advancing to the semi-finals.
This game will be a great opportunity to collect information about the opponent and it should not be missed.
On the other side, the referee who was responsible for announcing the start and end of the match had also come to the center of the field, with one hand raised high like a sword between the two combatants.
"Both players, take your positions! Ready—go!!!"
The moment the hand was swung down, the person who took action first was Wakatsuki Samurai.
Bang! ! !
In the instant when everyone saw a flash before their eyes, the Wakatsuki warrior had already thrown a Russian-style over-the-shoulder punch forward at an extremely fast speed, which hit Murobuchi Tsunezo's confident Draven in the face without any buffer.
Blood splattered and Murobuchi Tsuyoshi's head tilted back at an extremely exaggerated angle.
Volume 570: Chapter The Tiger Roars!
The fierce tiger warrior Wakatsuki killed the unpredictable Murobuchi Tsuyoshi with one strike...
This is how it should have ended.
but--
Snapped!Snapped!
Just when the Wakatsuki samurai, with his fist stained with blood, easily knocked Murobuchi Tsouzo back with just one blow, the next moment, two hands that seemed to have been prepared for a long time grabbed the wrist of his fist almost at the same time.
It’s still Murobuchi Tsuyoshi!
He had once been defeated by Wakatsuki Bushi with just one simple blow, but after two years of rigorous training, Murobuchi Tsuyoshi not only successfully withstood Wakatsuki Bushi's blow, but also fought back!
"Ah!"
Murobuchi Tsuyoshi, who was leaning back from the knees up, suddenly raised his head.
His pupils contracted and his eyes widened, bloodshot. His originally decent face was now covered in blood after the blow, and his neat, shiny teeth were shattered like tiles hit by a hammer.
It can be seen that Wakatsuki's punch did cause considerable damage to Murobuchi Tsuyoshi, but he managed to survive!
And this distance, this posture, everything is just as expected!
As if he had seen the dawn of victory, a smile full of fighting spirit appeared on the corner of Murobuchi Tsuyoshi's bloodstained mouth.
He flew up, grabbed the wrist of the Wakatsuki warrior with both hands, and his feet also wrapped around the arms of the Wakatsuki warrior as if climbing an iron pole.
It turned out to be a counterattack with wrist strike and cross armbar!
"Oh~"
This move was quite beautiful, and even Wu Yi on the commentary desk couldn't help but admire it.
It must be said that this Murobuchi Tsuyoshi really worked hard to defeat the Wakatsuki samurai and successfully take revenge.
As an athlete, he not only trained his ability to withstand blows to the point where he could withstand a full-strength Russian swing punch with a force of 52 times the power of a super-muscle punch, but he also trained his wrist-thrust cross armbar to the point where he could use it perfectly by instinct without having to think.
Although he is a person with extraordinary physical talents, the other party is also a superman, and an even more superhuman superman.
In this situation, the only way is to use all your strength to fight against the opponent's arm and defeat them one by one!
however……
"Drink ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The Wakatsuki warrior whose elbow joint was locked roared with all his muscles tensed up and roared like a tiger or a dragon. Veins bulged out under his skin, forming obvious lines, and his eyes were wide open as if he was a real tiger.
After he finished throwing a punch, he was actually steadied when his opponent used a wrist-cuff cross lock on him, and at the same time he lifted up Murobuchi Tsunezo who was holding his arms.
boom!
A punch came down hard, gravel splattered everywhere, and in the dust, spider-web-like cracks spread out on the ground with the point where the Wakatsuki warrior's fist landed as the center.
But Murobuchi Tsuyoshi, who was supposed to be at the bottom, was nowhere to be seen.
He gave up the perfectly formed cross armbar just before Wakatsuki's fist came down and jumped with all his strength. At this moment, he was behind the latter with his fists raised high.
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