I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 390: Planning against the Celestial Beings

Although it is called "Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist", it is such a domineering name.

But the move delivered by the old butler was a karate punch that couldn't be more standard.

However, this punch was the move he had used the most times day and night in his decades of karate practice.

It was he who calibrated the boxing stance countless times and changed the force-generating methods for countless generations.

It is the most suitable punch for him, a one-hit kill.

It is a fist that returns to nature.

The process from the time the punch was thrown to the time it hit the target was like a time jump and was almost impossible to observe.

It instantly hit Sosuke Atobe's arm that was held in front of him.

And at the moment when the fist hit Sosuke's arm.

All the strength of the old butler erupted in an instant, like a volcanic eruption, erupting towards Sosuke without a single tear.

"boom!"

With one punch, Sosuke's entire body shook violently.

The broken floor mat material flew up, creating a cyclone like a sandstorm.

The ground beneath his feet exploded with a loud bang, and a large number of cracks spread out in a trumpet-shaped radiating pattern backwards.

However, Sousuke still stood firmly in his place.

Stay still!

Sebastian's pupils trembled.

The next moment, Sosuke took a lunge step and stretched his whole body to the maximum extent.

He held his right fist behind his back and suddenly blasted out with unstoppable force!
This attack was also a straight punch.

A perfect super straight punch.

SSR bare-handed skill——Roman Dagger!
A punch hit hard on the left arm of the old butler who hurriedly returned to defense.

The old butler was blown almost ten meters away. After landing, he took several steps back before he could barely stand.

His left hand drooped down and he couldn't lift it at all.

Looking down, he saw a red and swollen, obvious fist mark on his arm where Sosuke had punched him.

Just like the mark left when he punched Sosuke's arm.

The old butler sighed, raised his head and looked at Sousuke who had regained his composure: "If you hadn't shown mercy with that punch just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't die even if I didn't..."

Sousuke chuckled and pushed up his sunglasses: "Grandpa, you are my elder, how could I do such a thing."

However, the old butler was indeed right.

At the last moment, he used his extraordinary control to transform the originally heavy explosive punch into a driving force.

Otherwise, given the power of the "Roman Dagger", there is no need to knock people so far.

One punch was enough to make the old butler lose the ability to stand.

"However, I still want to thank the old man for sparring with me. After this battle, I found the right path for myself."

Sosuke touched his chin. In the battle just now, he controlled his own strength and fought fiercely with the old butler, a true master who had been honed in countless battles.

Under the suppression of the opponent's magical "first-come, first-served" tactics, he found the most suitable combat method for himself, just like a magic weapon sharpened by a whetstone.

He realized that he could perfectly display his skills based on insight and instinct alone.

From now on, his inflated level, which had been rising all the way but he had not had enough time to replenish his combat experience, will greatly reduce his disadvantage in experience.

The old butler saw Sosuke's smiling face and shook his head helplessly.

"Sousuke, you're too strong, and I can just finish the game. If it weren't for the agreement with you, I would have quit after the first round."

Then, he turned around and left the stage. The host reacted quickly and immediately announced that Atobe Sosuke won.

Off the court, Yotsubasa Saki watched the old butler leave the court and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had a keen eye and could naturally tell that the two were not fighting for their lives like the others.

The scars on the old butler's arm were the same as when Sosuke was attacked, just slightly red and swollen.

This is already the best result.

Outside Tokyo Dome, on the top floor of the building where the Yaki clan lives.

Goenitz looked down at the Tokyo Dome, holding a tablet device that was broadcasting the live broadcast of the event.

He frowned slightly: "If the intensity of the battle continues at this rate, it is very likely that these four battles will not be enough."

In the first match between Dio and K', the high-intensity willpower that was condensed due to the fierce bloody battle actually showed signs of decline in the second match between Atobe Sosuke and Sebastian due to the restraint of both sides.

If the same situation happens in the third and fourth battles, it will be a bit troublesome.

So he picked up his phone and called Luke's private number.

The call was answered quickly.

Luke's sneering voice came over: "Goenitz, what troubles you have?"

Goenitz didn't care about the sarcasm implied in the other party's words, and just said lightly: "According to the current progress, the high-level strong men's bloody battle is not enough, which may cause the ceremony to fail."

Luke's tone changed. He snorted coldly and questioned dissatisfiedly: "Goenitz, this is not something you can joke about."

Then he immediately asked: "Now, what suggestions do you have?"

Goenitz hesitated for a moment, then said, "Think of a way to create at least three more bloody battles of sufficient magnitude in that stadium."

Luke's voice was cold: "You know, the stadium is guarded by a monster like Fenglin Temple Tianren. There are probably few people in this world who can cause trouble under his nose."

"You and I can attack together, which is enough to stop him for more than ten minutes."

Goenitz said calmly, "In fact, if there are helpers of the same level as us, we might be able to kill him!"

"Oh? Are you telling the truth?"

Before Luke could speak, a magnetic voice filled with evil charm slowly sounded not far away.

Goenitz raised his eyebrows and turned around with his companions.

I saw three tall and strong men covered in cloaks and wearing stone masks on their faces. I don't know when they had stood in the shadow under the artillery tower.

He was exuding a tangible black aura and stared at them silently.

"who!"

Goenitz didn't say anything. The boy next to him, Chris, frowned and started questioning.

"My name is Kaz, the leader of the Dark Clan."

The masked man standing in the middle said calmly.

The voice just fell.

Goenitz's expression changed slightly, and then he immediately returned to his gentle and elegant appearance: "The Dark Clan? I didn't expect you to come all the way from Rome to Tokyo."

The masked man named Kaz continued, "Huhuhuhu. After all, the King of Fighters competition that was suddenly held from the dark must have a special purpose behind it."

Then, he changed his tone and said, "Now that I have the honor to see the Yaki clan, I am even more certain that I made the right decision to come and watch the fun."

"You guys, are you going to lead the Great World?"

"If it's true, then..."

"Even if it means killing the celestial being of Fenglin Temple."

"We, the Dark Clan, are also duty-bound to do so."

(End of this chapter)