Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

Although his face was shrouded in darkness, with only a pair of bright eyes able to see through it, his body shape was revealed in an instant.

Tall and robust, with short hair styled in a neat slicked-back look, he wore a white tank top and simple washed jeans, topped with a loose-fitting trench coat that was slightly fitted due to his muscles.

Through the exposed muscles of his neck, one could clearly see a crisscrossing network of tiny scars. Behind him followed a tall, elegant woman with a bun hairstyle and a masked monster dressed in a somewhat gothic style?

Well, since it was her first time participating in such an event, and she sensed that Yuan Chen didn't seem to intend to just take a look, Sakura Ibuki also put on a sheep skull mask that exuded a strong sense of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

If placed elsewhere, especially in the style of a fitness girl, this would definitely give people a very chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) feeling.

However, now, enveloped by Yuan Chen's aura, the seemingly childish goat skull mask combined with the dark gothic clothing actually brought some inexplicable pressure, or even a sense of oppression.

As Yuan Chen walked past Yoshitake Keiro and Nogi Hideki, he didn't say a word, but merely glanced at the two of them casually, his pupils not even lingering on them for long.

Even under these circumstances, Yoshitake Keiro and Nogi Hideki clearly realized that this was the 'new talent' that former Chairman Katahara Metsudo wanted to tell them.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Chen stepped directly into the arena.

Seeing this, the referee frowned slightly and immediately said, "Sir, if you want to watch, please step back behind the dividing line!"

"I am the contestant, Sakura Manor Barbecue, 1.95 meters tall and weighing 97 kg. The fighter is Yuan Chen."

As he spoke, Yuan Chen raised his head, and as the blackness that had been tinged by the activation of life energy gradually faded, he revealed a face that appeared stern, resolute, and heroic.

In terms of height, Yuan Chen is actually shorter than Renou Komada. But for some reason, the moment Yuan Chen stepped into the arena, everyone felt an extraordinary aura surging, growing stronger, and dominating!

Along with Yuan Chen's figure, the shadow of the dragon was also rising, growing taller and taller. If before, Niou Komada's burly physique and muscles made him seem like a small mountain of muscles, then now... Yuan Chen might be that insurmountable peak?

Upon hearing Yuan Chen introduce himself, some people in the audience who knew the inside story realized the special nature of Yuan Chen's identity and immediately let out a few exclamations. Others who did not yet know the truth also began to ask questions in hushed tones, and for a moment, whispers continued.

"Holy crap! As expected of the person you old codger called me in the middle of the night to arrange! He really is... overflowing with domineering aura!"

Gazing at Yuan Chen's figure from afar, Katahara Mitsudo's face was filled with surprise.

"I can hardly remember the last time I felt this... well, this spirit of responding to all challenges, crushing everyone, and then humiliating them!!"

"It's not just you."

Upon hearing Katahara Metsudo's words, Go Hyori's voice was filled with astonishment: "I had only watched his battle videos before... Indeed, compared to videos, this kind of real willpower can better demonstrate the spirit of a martial artist."

Thinking this, a complex look appeared in Wu Huiliyang's eyes.

He doesn't like Yuan Chen.

Yesterday, when Wu Qiqi, Wu Fengshui, and others went to find Yuan Chen to test its quality, Wu Huili asked Wu Jialouluo for his opinion on Yuan Chen.

Even now, Wu Huili still clearly remembers the admiration Wu Jialouluo expressed in his words.

If at the beginning it was just a young girl's infatuation, then when Wu Jialouluo seriously discussed Yuan Chen's potential and its bewitching attraction to the Wu clan's bloodline, and said that any price would be worth paying to obtain Yuan Chen, Wu Huili Yang realized that Wu Jialouluo was probably serious.

And now it seems... that's indeed the case.

Especially for someone like Wu Huiliyang, he is quite clear about what a martial artist's future is built upon—talent is one factor, willpower is another, and intention is yet another.

And now… as that legendary disciple, his talent goes without saying. According to Garuda and Feng Shui's information, he once survived for a month without a drop of water, relying solely on willpower. And now, as a martial artist…

Responding to everything, crushing everything, humiliating everything... Even as a legacy of legend, such a intent is far too domineering!

If it can truly be carried through to the end...

Wu Huili remained silent, as did Katahara Metsudo. Even Nogi Hideki, who had honed his skills and gained considerable insight through years of experience in the Kengan Association, remained silent...

Ignoring the surrounding stench, the street lord said casually:

"For a match that was already decided to be over in one game, someone suddenly tells you that after winning, you need to play an additional match... I'm sure you're not happy about this competitor that suddenly appeared, are you?"

Having heard Yuan Chen's words, Niou Komada and Ivan Kalayev, who had initially been intimidated by Yuan Chen's imposing manner, exchanged a glance after regaining their composure. Komada then said coldly:

"Looks like you're well aware of your problems? So? You're here to show off?"

"We're here to put an end to this farce."

Yuan Chen patted the dust off his palms: "I don't have time to waste here with you two, so you two can come at me together. It will save me from having to wait another two or three days for your so-called winner to recover from his injuries."

As he said this, Yuan Chen also turned his gaze to the referee beside him: "There shouldn't be any problems with the rules, right?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's question, the chubby referee was slightly taken aback.

Clearly, this was also his first time experiencing something like this, but after hearing Yuan Chen's words, he quickly regained his senses. After briefly recalling the many rules of the Kengan Association, he said with a strange expression:

"The rules... no problem. In the Kengan competition, in a one-against-many situation, it's fine as long as the side with fewer people agrees."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen's face showed a thoughtful expression, and then he smiled and looked at Komada and Ivan, saying, "And what about your attitude?"

"...Hmm?" Upon hearing this, the two looked puzzled.

Yuan Chen's expression, however, remained calm.

"The number of people is ultimately just to maintain a superficial balance, to respect the ideas of the weak... In that case, what is your attitude? If you don't feel confident, you can bring a few more people along."

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, both Komada and Ivan showed suppressed anger on their faces, and then they clenched their fists and looked at Yuan Chen with hostility and even murderous intent.

Although they felt annoyed and humiliated, the pressure they felt from Yuan Chen was also very real. They exchanged a glance, neither speaking, only letting out a cold laugh. Niou Komada then turned to the referee beside him and said:

"I think we don't need to ask any more unnecessary questions... Let's get started!"

"Ah."

Upon hearing Niou's words, the referee nodded in agreement and then came to the center of the field. After Ivan and Niou Komada stood on the same side, he raised his arm high.

"Although the situation is somewhat special, both sides have agreed! The battle for the exclusive three-year lease of a shop in the heart of Ginza's Chuo Avenue, valued at 500 million yen, begins!!"

As the referee's hand fell, Ivan and Renwang almost simultaneously transformed into a gust of wind, rushing towards Yuan Chen from the left and right respectively.

……

I only had one update yesterday because I adjusted my sleep schedule and went to bed early. I'll make up for it today, so there will be two more updates.

Volume 1: Chapter 83 - Crushing!

Although they were annoyed and angry at Yuan Chen's words, they knew more or less before they came here that Yuan Chen and his Sakura-sou barbecue restaurant had been forcibly added by Katahara Mitsudo using his chairmanship authority.

Although they didn't know why those big shots were doing this, now, after feeling Yuan Chen's strong aura, the pressure, as if facing a lurking predator, made them fight side by side without prior agreement.

Ivan arrived first.

He took a half step forward with his left foot, his center of gravity suddenly shifted forward, and his right leg shot out like a spring compressed to its limit.

With his instep straight and his shinbone slicing upwards like a sickle blade, he cut into Yuan Chen's blind spot with extremely high speed, force, and angle. Even Guan Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, was able to detect this rapid trajectory immediately.

And its target was none other than Yuan Chen's chin.

The mandibular nerve is densely packed and connects to the transmission of force. Once struck, it will cause a severe impact on the brain, leading to concussion or even intracranial hemorrhage. In all kinds of combat, it is an absolute fatal weakness that can be defeated in one blow.

"It's here! The Grim Reaper's Scythe!" a bloodthirsty spectator exclaimed. "The Grim Reaper's Scythe, which has never missed!"

Looking at Yuan Chen, who seemed completely unaware, a hint of excitement appeared in Ivan's eyes—he hit him!

But just as Ivan was thinking this, he felt his shinbone sink, and then, just as his calf was about to touch Yuan Chen, Yuan Chen's broad right hand blocked his cheek.

No, it wasn't blocking, but rather spreading its five fingers wide.

The collision between the shinbone and the palm produced a dull thud. Ivan's sickle stopped in mid-air, his toes less than half an inch from Yuan Chen's chin. Yuan Chen's face was calm and nonchalant, and even his eyes did not flicker.

Sensing something was wrong, Ivan instinctively tried to pull his right foot back. But Yuan Chen's five fingers were like steel clamps, without any technique, just using force to grip his ankle. His large knuckles, like thick, blunt steel bars, forcefully inserted into the soft tissue on both sides of the ankle joint, like iron clamps.

As he exerted force, Ivan's pupils contracted sharply.

As his signature move, he has kicked sandbags, wooden stakes, and steel pipes wrapped in tires; nothing has remained unmoved after taking a full-force strike from his sickle.

But now, Yuan Chen's wrist didn't even bend backward, and his entire right arm remained in the posture of striking, with only the cuffs of his trench coat rustling in the strong wind generated by the kick.

"It's too obvious." Yuan Chen said calmly, then his blood and qi surged, and in the instant his fighting spirit burst forth, he flipped his wrist and suddenly twisted his waist.

In an instant, Ivan felt the world spinning, and then he felt himself flying.

It wasn't a metaphor; Yuan Chen grabbed his ankle with one hand, pulled him up from the ground like a baseball bat, and then, with a cold expression, swung him directly from the air towards Komada, who was sprinting.

With his feet off the ground, Ivan's body traced a passive arc in the air. His internal organs were being squeezed against his diaphragm by the enormous acceleration. In the midst of the upside-down situation, he could even hear his spine groaning under the centrifugal force.

"Using your opponent as a weapon?!"

On the sidelines, Nogi Hideki's expression remained unchanged, but his pupils slightly contracted.

He was a worldly man—all sorts of fighting styles had appeared in the Kengan Association, but using people as weapons meant either the difference in strength was too great, or the person making the move didn't take the opponent seriously at all.

"No! It's force neutralization! It's extremely high-level force neutralization!" a bloodthirsty spectator exclaimed. "That guy neutralized Ivan's upper kick, and then used Ivan's own momentum to throw him up!"

Upon hearing this, Nogi Hideki also looked surprised, raising his head to look around, wondering which knowledgeable, bloodthirsty martial arts expert had intruded upon him.

When Komada saw Ivan being thrown at him as a weapon, an ugly expression appeared on his face, and he subconsciously cursed him as a piece of trash in his heart.

But then, Niou Komada quickly adjusted his stance, switching from offense to defense, and grabbed Ivan, who was being held by Genji.

He thought he could catch it firmly, but as soon as he touched it, a deep pain appeared on Komada's face.

It was heavier than he had imagined! Sensing something was wrong, Komada's body tensed his muscles almost instinctively, his waist sank, and his feet dug into the ground, like a shield of flesh and blood.

Even so, when Ivan's body slammed into Komada, accompanied by a muffled thud of flesh colliding, Komada's body was still uncontrollably dragged nearly two meters away, and the soles of his shoes left two charred rubber marks on the ground.

After stopping, he immediately threw Ivan, whom he was holding, aside, and then Komada knelt down on one knee, panting heavily.

Needless to say, Ivan was lying on the ground clutching his right leg. What caught the eye were five purplish-black finger marks on his right ankle, which had been grabbed, and the skin, which had been subjected to tremendous pressure, was already oozing blood.

Seeing this, Yuan Chen also put his hands in his pockets, his face calm, and walked towards the two of them with his trench coat rustling.

Feeling Yuan Chen's gaze, and the ever-increasing momentum and pressure accompanying their progress, even the spectators outside the arena felt the difference in their power.

Despite being significantly taller and heavier than Genji, for some reason, Genji seemed to grow taller and taller as they progressed, while Komada and Ivan appeared increasingly petite, almost like pets.

Feeling this pressure, Komada quickly stood up again after catching his breath, his copper bell-like eyes fixed on Yuan Chen, and then charged towards Yuan Chen like a bull.

He lowered his upper body, spread his arms to the left and right, and in an instant, he was in front of Yuan Chen with a fierce embrace.

"It's the Vajra Grappling! Niou's Vajra Grappling!!" One viewer exclaimed, "Lock him in with absolute power! Then use his physical advantage and brute force to throw him and end the fight!!"

Just like that bloodthirsty spectacles, close-range combat, suppression, and crushing are precisely the fighting styles that Nioh Komada excels at.

In Kengan's fierce battles, he never competed with his opponents in terms of technique; he competed in terms of physique and strength. After countless trials and tribulations, even if a real bison stood in his way, Komada was confident that he could knock it down or even send it flying!

But the moment they made contact—bang!!!

The dull thud of the impact startled the spectators on the sidelines. Tian, ​​however, immediately locked Yuan Chen's torso with both arms the moment he collided with him.

His blood surged, and the muscles in his arms swelled to their limit, with countless crisscrossing blood vessels bursting out on the surface of the muscles, giving his skin an unusual crimson hue. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his ten fingers were clenched tightly together, as if he wanted to crush Yuan Chen's center of gravity, then lift him up around the waist, and slam him to the ground.

But the scene was different from what people had imagined; in fact, it was completely different from what people had expected.

Although he looks clumsy, Komada's grappling technique is clearly honed through countless trials, and the speed he unleashes is enough to make even a bystander clearly feel the heavy impact.

Despite the heavy impact, when Komada's body collided with Yuan Chen's, Yuan Chen did not move an inch. He simply stood there with his hands in his pockets and his face dark.

Then—BOOM!!!

From behind Yuan Chen, an invisible shockwave extended from his feet, cracking the ground and sending paving stones flying, as if some terrifying force had been forcibly unloaded into the ground by Yuan Chen.

Even so, Yuan Chen's figure remained completely still.

Head held high, eyes looking down at Komada who was clinging to his waist, Yuan Chen's dark face revealed only a pair of eyes that could be described as indifferent.

Komada remained silent, only gritting his teeth and exerting his strength.

No matter how hard Komada exerted himself, Genji's figure didn't sway at all. It didn't feel like he was hitting a person at all.

Even with his hands clasped together, arms tightly wrapped, and legs stomping against the ground to generate blood and energy, Komada still felt as if he had not crashed into a person... but rather into a massive rock that was connected to the ground and deeply embedded in the earth's veins.

"Power, not bad." Yuan Chen said calmly, his voice barely rising and falling, but it was a genuine compliment.

After last night's battle with Wu Lei'an, even now, a whole night has passed, Yuan Chen still hasn't been able to comprehend that critical strike that resembles a star.

However, Yuan Chen did not come away empty-handed.

After unleashing that punch, the process of all the unquantifiable forces in Yuan Chen's body—cells, bones, flesh, blood, and even his soul and spirit—surging towards one direction and one point was deeply imprinted in his muscle instincts.

Although it cannot be reproduced, through reverse analysis of this instinct, combined with the skills that Yuan Chen already possessed... it was not a sudden comprehension or mastery, but purely, in Yuan Chen's perception, the flow of force became clearer.

Now, life energy flows through the body, both inside and out, and the muscle fibers transmit the power of the threads.

Undoubtedly, compared to Ivan Kalayev, Komada truly deserves the name of the King of Benevolence; the difference in strength between the two is at least two or even three levels.

Even when facing Ivan's Grim Reaper's scythe, Yuan Chen was still able to completely see through the flow of that power and then directly utilize it.

As for Niou's impact... although there are factors related to the different impact methods, Yuan Chen was unable to fully control it after seeing through it, and instead needed to deflect some of the force towards the ground.

The remaining strength is then borne by the body through sheer force.