I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 387 The Rising Tide
February 1st, Saturday.

Tokyo Dome scene.

The much-anticipated fourth round of the King of Fighters competition - the quarterfinals.

Early in the morning, the auditorium was already crowded with people, and there were banners describing the words of support everywhere, as well as posters surrounding the top eight players.

In the air inside the stadium, multiple drones cruised back and forth from multiple angles.

Even before the game started, the whole place was already filled with exaggerated shouts.

Just like that, in an atmosphere of fanaticism and terror.

The time came to nine o'clock.

At the second when the point was reached, the familiar host's voice immediately sounded passionately.

"Hello to all the viewers here and around the world who are watching the King of Fighters competition!"

And the popular player Atobe Sosuke, who is cheerful and clear-minded.

"First, there is the cold and handsome male contestant "K'" with white hair and copper skin. He is 183 centimeters tall and weighs 65 kilograms."

Everyone is sitting on a gorgeous throne specially designed for them by the Luke Group, which further highlights their powerful nature that is completely different from ordinary people.

At this round of the competition, the remaining eight players have fully demonstrated their strength through past battles.

Whenever the corresponding player is introduced, there will be corresponding fanatical shouts and applause.

"Terry" is a handsome man with blond hair wearing a red hat, a white short-sleeved jacket, a red coat, loose jeans and canvas shoes, with a cheerful expression.

The calm and elegant "Sebastian" wears a decent suit even when fighting, and his silver-white beard and hair are neatly groomed.

Experts on the Internet have already evaluated the strength of these strong men through slow-motion review of high-speed cameras in various duels.

"The fourth round of the King of Fighters, co-sponsored by Luke Group and other companies, is about to begin. Now, let me introduce to you the eight players who will compete at the highest level for the world today!"

There is also "Maxima", a tall and steady man.

Following the host's introduction, the four screens directly above the arena were constantly switching between the images and information of the top eight players.

In short - almost everyone possesses the terrifying strength to single-handedly defeat a modern combat infantry company as long as they have enough time.

"Vega" is dressed as a soldier and has a sinister look on his face.

The names of the top eight players each have a large number of supporters supporting them. Although there is some difference in popularity, the difference is not big.

Eight top experts with different temperaments and body shapes are now sitting on the edge of the central arena.

K' was wearing a black motorcycle suit, leather gloves and sunglasses. He sat calmly in his position, occasionally revealing his sunglasses and his eyes were full of wildness.

"Dior", a man with magnificent appearance, yellow hair and white skin, wears a black tights, a yellow jacket and trousers on top of the tights, and has an evil and wild temperament.

Strength, speed, physique, reflexes, and incredibly exaggerated fighting skills.

Wearing a close-fitting training suit, the Valkyrie "Zara" has a beautiful appearance and a seductive figure.

Battle after battle, people all over the world clearly realized how terrifying the top powerhouses were.

If they are in a city with complex terrain, these top experts can even annihilate battalion-level troops by themselves as long as they have bunkers to move and avoid.

Of course, this does not mean that these strong men have the ability to confront firearms or even cannons head-on.

Rather, these top experts, relying on their strength and speed far beyond ordinary people, and the most important reaction ability, can calmly avoid being shot by firearms, and slowly defeat the enemy through attacks and assassinations. If ordinary people are targeted by these powerful men, they can only pray for a quick death.

Soon, the host’s introduction to the top eight contestants ended.

The atmosphere at the scene has also reached the most enthusiastic level today.

Off the court, in the auditorium closest to where Sousuke was sitting, a small group of his relatives and friends sat in the front row.

Maruko, Saki, Yumi, Motoko, Meixuan, Sakura, Rin, Ori, and Aoi Miyano and Maruko's daughter, Aoi.

The disciples and residents of Baiye Dojo stood side by side excitedly, cheering Sousuke enthusiastically.

Next to them, Fuhua, who had agreed with Zongsuke, was wearing sportswear that was no different from ordinary people today, wearing a cap and a mask, and was sitting silently on the seat next to them.

His calm eyes did not pay attention to the stadium, but silently scanned the auditorium and other locations, trying to find different people.

As a top expert, she naturally has a strong ability to identify strong people.

Especially special crazy species like the Yaqi clan have a different temperament from normal supernormal people.

However, from the moment she entered until now, she has not noticed any suspected crazy guy in the audience.

After all, there were more than 45,000 spectators, and they were not sitting quietly, but were cheering and moving around all the time.

Among them, there are more than 10,000 supernormal beings interfering with her senses.

It is indeed very difficult to find a specific person in such an environment.

What's more, these people from the Yaqi clan were not even in the audience.

They haven't even entered the venue yet.

Outside the Tokyo Dome, Goenitz and six other partners were standing on the roof of a building overlooking the stadium.

It seems to be for some sense of ceremony.

Today, no one in the Yaqi clan is wearing their usual clothes.

Instead, they were uniformly dressed in blue bottoms and black shawls, resembling priest uniforms. They looked like a team of church personnel about to conduct some kind of ceremony.

"It's such a huge 'willing power'" Goenitz looked down at the Tokyo Dome. In his feeling, the entire stadium was constantly rising and rolling with spiritual fluctuations like ocean waves.

These mental fluctuations filled the stadium, and then continued to converge and solidify toward several core locations. They were continuously compressed and aggregated to form something of higher quality.

The distribution location of the mental wave collection devices prepared by the Luke Group implies a certain special pattern.

Like a formation eye, a certain spiritual quality of the audience was fixed in the Tokyo Dome.

There was a certain glimmer in Goenitz's eyes.

The elegant and gentle smile showed unbearable excitement.

He chuckled and said: "These huge amounts of wish power need to be guided by fierce battle scenes to become more pure. Wait a little longer, and when the time is right, we will take action."

"To obtain the coming of our Lord, we need more chaotic and disorderly bloody battles, as well as a lot of death energy."

Goenitz took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated look.

"Never has there been such a wonderful situation."

(End of this chapter)