I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 234 A meeting between wind and cloud
Suzaku Castle, Japan.

"what!"

The bearded Gang Quan let out a short roar, clenched his left hand in front of him and pulled it back, then punched out with his right fist from his waist. Air flowed all over his body, and two artificial air holes on his chest flashed. A blue-white aura rushed up into the sky, abruptly interrupting his apprentice's Rising Dragon Fist that was aimed at his face.

"boom!"

Long flew out horizontally, plowing a long furrow on the ground, then he turned over and got up covered in dust. A flash of scarlet appeared on his face, and a translucent wave of nothingness surged at the same time. Both of them disappeared in less than a second. He carefully observed the breath of his master and silently gathered the energy in his body.

"Not bad." Gang Quan nodded with satisfaction. He was able to master the wave of nothingness and suppress the boiling wave of murderous intent during the battle. Then he could go out and participate in fighting competitions.

At least you don’t have to worry about sinking completely into the Shura path on a whim.

However, Long did not think as much as his master. With a pure mind, he suppressed the crazy desire for killing and decisively put his hands on his waist and pushed forward.

"Buzz~Fallen"

A gas ball wrapped in thick flames gushed out from the clasped palms, and the hot air began to distort with the flames.

【Flame Wave Fist】

Gangquan's response was extremely simple and rough. Three artificial air holes on his back lit up, and he opened his mouth and roared. Circles of substantial air rings made of air gradually washed over him. The flame wave fist that looked very visually impactful turned into wisps of green smoke before it landed in front of him. If it weren't for the strange smell of burning left in the air, no one would realize that the air bomb wrapped in terrifying flames was still whistling a second ago.

"Master, you are so shameless." Long put down his hand, took a breath, with a helpless look on his face.

After my master mastered the technique called Qi Kong, he used Qi Kong in almost all his attacks within a year. He even gave up the profound secret of his own school, the Void Wave. He was too proficient in the application of Qi Kong in battle, and each time he released Qi, the power was nearly three times or more that of the same level.

What is this concept?
It is equivalent to that an ordinary punch has the power of half of the previous Rising Dragon Fist. If it is changed to Rising Dragon Fist, it can disperse dark clouds, destroy hills, and temporarily separate the sea water when used with full strength... It can truly reach the level of shaking the power of nature with human power.

However, it is quite difficult to master the pores. Even after several rounds of optimization, Long still finds it difficult to create pores to amplify every attack like his master. He can only use them to release enhanced versions of his special moves after accumulating power.

Therefore, in daily sparring, neither of them would use the air hole as something that could be used at any time, mainly to take care of him.

"Hey." Gangquan grinned, "If you want to keep your championship in this Street Fighter Tournament, then learn to adapt." After a long period of development of the pores, he firmly believed that the real breakthrough point for martial arts that have reached a bottleneck is the pores.

After the body has been trained to a certain degree, pores are artificially created, and slowly solidified one by one on the body. The artificial pores themselves will have the effect of highly efficient exercise on the body. When there are enough solidified pores, the amount of air and the amount of air released will increase dramatically, driving the improvement of physical fitness...

Now that he has only completed the solidification of ten pores, his physical fitness has been enhanced by more than 50%. When all the artificial pores in the body are solidified, what level will he reach?

When all the solidified pores are released at once, how terrifyingly powerful will the short burst be?

He was absolutely certain that this was a path to heaven in the martial arts.

After obtaining Lin Xi's consent, he passed on the pore-related skills he developed to his two apprentices. Unfortunately, one year was too short... However, it was time for them to see how powerful Lin Xi, who possessed the original pores, was.

Thinking of this, Gang Quan's smile became even wider. Forget about whether he supports his two apprentices or not. With his old bones now, he might not even survive a fight to the death with them, let alone two youngsters who are still groping on the road to becoming strong.

All I can say is, can we win?
will win.

"Lin Xi?" Long didn't know that his master had already regarded him as a loser. Thinking of the strong man he had fought before, his blood immediately boiled, and he rushed forward with full energy, shouting:
"It's coming! Teacher~!"
-
South Korea, Busan, Street Fighter preliminary round venue, outside the control room on the top floor, right aisle.

Chun Li leaned against the wall, watching the female researcher in a white coat swipe her card to enter the elevator, reach out to pry open the opening of the ventilation duct, and with the help of air, she silently unscrewed the iron fence, grasped the edge with both hands, did a very standard pull-up, and quickly got in.

She walked along the ventilation duct into the elevator shaft. Looking at the pitch-black elevator shaft that seemed to have no bottom, she took out a fluorescent stick from her pocket, broke it open and threw it down. The light quickly slid to the top of the elevator.

[Excluding the four floors above ground, there are at least eight floors underground. There is indeed something wrong.]

Chun Li grabbed the steel cable with one hand and slid down quickly. In just a dozen seconds, she slid to the sixth underground floor. She supported her body with her feet, slightly opened the elevator door, and after peeked outside and seeing that there was no one, she pushed herself with both hands and walked into the unknown sixth underground floor.

"Hi~" A woman's voice came from the corner.

Chun-Li took a stance, breathing full of energy, ready to attack at any time.

Then run away.

What a joke! The last time she was in the enemy camp, Vega mercilessly ambushed her, captured her, stuffed her with a mental device, and brainwashed her. The series of intense pains she suffered made her unforgettable. If she still charged forward with only a sense of justice in her heart, then she would be a complete idiot.

"Ms. Chun-Li." The woman, wearing white trousers, a spider web vest, and her hair braided into two horns, stood barefoot on the cold floor, holding a lollipop in her hand and licking it slowly. Her eyes, surrounded by seductive purple eyeshadow, revealed a somewhat inexplicable look, and she chuckled and said, "I don't remember that we invited you to the office area~"

"Han Zhuli..." Chunli recognized at a glance that she was the mysterious female fighter who had been listed on the Street Fighter Tournament website, "So you are also Yingluo's lackey?"

"Tsk~" Han Zhuli's smile suddenly disappeared. Her face became gloomy. A large amount of energy suddenly burst out of her left eye and surrounded her body. She kicked out.

"Buzz~boom!"

Chun-Li sensed the danger and rushed out to avoid it immediately, but she could not escape the elevator shaft and the wall, and could only be blown to pieces by the roaring purple airflow. In the smoke, her ears moved slightly, and her left whip kick lashed to the side.

"Bang!" The strong bronze calves and the calves wrapped in white trousers suddenly collided with each other, and the stirred air flow dispersed the smoke.

"Hee" Han Zhuli's vague figure gradually became clear, but disappeared in the next second. Her ethereal laughter seemed to be right next to my ears.

Oops!

Chun Li crossed her arms in front of her, and her Qi completely wrapped around her body in a defensive posture. "Bang!" Her eyes blurred, and she was kicked away. After her body crashed into several walls, her strength was gone. She steadied her body, thinking about the opponent's abnormal speed, strength and Qi.

[It's her left eye... Ying Luo's reconstruction surgery?] Her thoughts were still flowing, and the enemy was already close to her face. She was not a coward who only knew how to take a beating. After pressing the button for help, she kicked out with a cold expression.

The two women immediately fought in a group. One had transplanted Yingluo's latest Feng Shui engine, and the other had received Yuan's teachings and mastered some of the air hole techniques. The difference in strength was not as big as imagined.

[It's really lively...] Kusanagi Shibafu squatted in the corner of the wall far away, stroking his chin, watching the two women destroying the floor wantonly, without any intention of taking action.

In short, after being successfully defeated by his son and throwing away the mission of the Kusanagi family, he embarked on a journey of slacking off around the world like his parents. Some time ago, when he was traveling in Southeast Asia, the split of Kagera led to various other organizations in Southeast Asia that were originally suppressed by Kagera jumping out to get some benefits. Due to his lazy justice, he was forced to be involved in the dispute.

After the Street Fighter Contest was held, he keenly smelled the evil atmosphere in it. As for how he smelled it? Don't ask, the answer is blood.

In the future, he will inexplicably smell the evil aura mixed with Black Noah, bah, it's justice sent from heaven.

[Speaking of which, Jing actually participated in this year's Interspecies Fighting Tournament. It's really rare. Unfortunately, I have something urgent to do, otherwise I would definitely go back to celebrate his victory! ]

Kusanagi nodded, ignored his wife's repeated requests, and watched the fight between beautiful girls with great interest.

Time moves forward one minute, to the eighth underground floor, when the elevator stops.

"Ding~"

A female researcher wearing a white coat and a mask hurried out of the elevator and was about to go deeper.

"Wait a minute." Baroque, who was walking by the elevator with the mask hanging on his waist, suddenly called out to the other person. He put on the mask with interest and said in a slightly dull voice, "My beautiful little cutie, why didn't you say hello to me when you came back?"

"Swish~" A claw shadow flashed by and the white coat exploded instantly.

The female researcher jumped high, leaving a blood mark on the shoulder of her blue tights. Her golden braids swung in the air and her mask broke, revealing her delicate face.

"Dear Miss Jamie White~"

Baroque smiled softly, the sharp claws in his hands dropped, blood dripping to the ground, and he walked slowly towards the girl leaning against the wall.
-
On the streets of Busan, on a chair outside a cafe.

"Hua La~" Mai Zhuo, who was sitting with his legs crossed, tucked his blonde hair by his ears and turned the page of the magazine in his hand titled [Construction Machinery Weekly]. He looked intently at the disassembled three-dimensional structure of the machinery inside, nodded from time to time, with an expression of enlightenment on his face.

“Heh~heh~”

Weiss lazily lay on the table, her body hunched, her fat butt almost squeezed out of the gap between the seats, her long white legs were faintly visible, and because she was lying down, a large area of ​​white was exposed on her chest, making passers-by dizzy, "I'm so bored, Mai Zhuo."

“Ahhh, so boring, so boring.” She rolled her face on the table. “I really want someone to come and fight with me. It would be best if it’s a handsome boy who I can step on!”

"..."

Mai Zhuo looked up at her companion with disdain, her heart full of speechlessness. They both held MBA (Master of Business Administration) degrees. She was such an elegant and beautiful woman, so how could her teammate be a violent woman who paid no attention to details at all?
"Who made our BOSS..."

"Eh, what a strong aura!" Weiss almost jumped up, looking solemnly towards the street not far away. She showed hostility at first, then immediately whistled and looked up at the sky.

Mai Zhuo closed the magazine and saw the aura that locked onto the two of them——

An old man who was seriously ill and able to fight their boss Lukar Bernstein on the verge of life and death: Yuan.

Oh, and there is also a weak girl with a not-so-good aura.

"What are you looking at?!" Lin Yu suddenly noticed Mai Zhuo's contemptuous look, looked at her with hostility, and said loudly.

Yuan Dan put his hands behind his back, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and his voice was filled with indifference: "Mai Zhuo, Weiss, Bernstein's secretary, what are you doing here?" He still remembered these two women, especially the strange aura, it seemed that he had seen a similar aura decades ago...

"Mr. Yuan, of course we are here to participate in the Street Fighter competition." Mai Zhuo stood up, his body straight, with a protruding front and a curved back. His S-shaped curves instantly killed Lin Yu on the spot. The muscles of the half of his thigh that was exposed were very beautiful, and the whole person looked like a world-famous supermodel when he stood there.

It was really different from Weiss who was standing crookedly, whistling and looking at the sky.

"Hmm," Yuan responded without comment, locking onto the two's breath. He hadn't thought about killing the two women directly. Even if Lukar Bernstein had some conspiracy, he would be more than happy to do so. As long as he waited patiently for that guy, he would have a chance to avenge his original grudge.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent beneath his calm expression suddenly rose. Due to the existence of the secret technique and the pores, although he still has the risk of illness, it does not affect the display of his own strength at all. When he bursts out with all his strength, he is three times more ferocious than in his prime. Naturally, he did not come to the Street Fighter tournament to seek death.

At first, his purpose was just to train his apprentice Lin Yu, but he didn't expect to find the traces of Lukar Bernstein's Black Noah in South Asia, and even found that his two female secretaries had participated in the Street Fighter Tournament...

Of course you don't need to be polite then.

Yuan Ke has never been the kind of person who would apologize after being screwed over. He usually kills the other person's entire family.

"Follow me." He ordered lightly and turned to walk to the end of the street.

Weiss turned to look at her companions and asked for help: "What should I do?"

“Can you hold on now?” Mai Zhuo spread her hands. Without the power of Orochi, even if their memories were awakened by the BOSS, their strength would still be the same.

I had been enjoying a peaceful life for the first half of my life, but now I have to be involved in this kind of thing because of a shitty mission...

She sighed slightly, life is too difficult.

The two of them looked at each other, and as the aura that was locking onto them gradually turned into murderous intent, they followed obediently.

(End of this chapter)