Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

However, just as Yuan Chen was washing the dishes with a nonchalant expression, the door next to him was suddenly pushed open, and then a burly figure wearing a hoodie walked in from outside.

At first, Yuan Chen didn't pay attention, but just as he was about to say "not yet open for business", he realized something and paused for a moment, then a look of great interest appeared on his face.

"Not bad fighting spirit, you must be Rito?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, the burly figure, wearing a hoodie that obscured his face, paused slightly, then took off his hood and looked at Yuan Chen with a smile.

"Not bad! You recognized me right away? What, did you investigate me specifically?" Rito looked at Yuan Chen with a confident smile.

Although he wanted to project an aura of dominance, it was a pity, perhaps because he was a head shorter? Or perhaps because Yuan Chen was too tall? Li Ren felt that the guy named Yuan Chen in front of him was not affected at all.

"An investigation? There's no need." Hearing Rito's words, Yuan Chen shook his head and simply pointed at Rito's finger, saying:

“I can feel that the strength in your hands is far beyond that of ordinary people… No wonder you are called Razor’s Edge. This kind of innate strength is indeed difficult to surpass through training.”

Looking at Li Ren's palm, Yuan Chen was also amazed.

Through the perception of life energy, Yuan Chen could more or less sense the unusually active part of Li Ren's palm.

The joints, flesh, and meridians are all unusually large. Although outwardly it only appears as large bones and abundant flesh, more importantly, the meridians are also several times larger than those of an ordinary person.

This strengthening of the meridians allows the hands of a person to bear more blood and energy, and naturally, to generate greater power.

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Li Ren smiled, then looked at Yuan Chen with a mocking expression and said:

"You still say you haven't investigated? You know me pretty well, don't you? But it's fine, investigate all you want, I'm not an incompetent fool like Ivan Kalayev!"

“It’s not an investigation,” Yuan Chen said, shaking his head.

"I've only heard about your abilities by chance... In fact, I'd rather wait until the competition starts before meeting you, so at least I won't be bored."

"Ha, bored? I think you're scared."

Upon hearing this, Rito sneered disdainfully, "Don't think that just because you defeated guys like Ivan Kalayev and Komada, you can be compared to me. If I remember correctly, this should be your second Kengan match, right?"

"Remember this." Rito brought his face close to Yuan Chen's and said, "Your debut match is over, and the next match after your debut match, which is the second Kengan match, will be your retirement match!"

"Who knows, if things don't go smoothly, we might even have to figure out how to hold your funeral at the same time!!"

Seeing the undisguised malice in Rito's eyes, Yuan Chen hesitated for a moment before asking, "How old are you?"

Although she didn't know why Yuan Chen asked that, after hesitating for a moment, Li Ren still said, "Twenty-six years old... What's wrong?"

In response, Yuan Chen rubbed his temples and then said helplessly:

"Twenty-six years old...you're not a kid anymore, why are you still saying such harsh things to thugs?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Li Ren's expression darkened, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Yuan Chen didn't stop there. Instead, he sighed and said while washing the dishes:

"Why don't you go back and prepare for the competition?... Or find something to do on your own? Because just the thought that I'll be afraid or become as impulsive as you and turn around and threaten you makes me feel like my dignity is being constantly lowered..."

"You bastard..." Hearing Yuan Chen's helpless yet disgusted words, Rito subconsciously clenched his fists, about to lash out, when he seemed to remember something and sneered:

"So that's how it is... You were trying to force me to fight, and then use the rules of Kengan to disqualify me from being a fighter and win without a fight, right? What a clever plan! You cunning brat!"

"You're overthinking it." Yuan Chen shook his head, too lazy to explain.

"Then keep being stubborn." Li Ren glanced at Yuan Chen, sneered, and then simply turned and left.

"Your funeral is in three days... Enjoy your last moments."

"Okay, okay, I got it. Go ahead and get busy."

Yuan Chen's voice was full of boredom.

This made Rito even angrier, but remembering the rules of the Kengan Association, he finally held back and stormed out of the restaurant.

"Hmm...did someone just come by?"

Coming downstairs, Han Zhuli glanced at the half-open shop door, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"A good-for-nothing brat wasting his talent." Yuan Chen shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Volume 1: Chapter 103 - Yoshitake Keiro's Conjecture

The interior of a private boxing gym that has been temporarily booked by the Kengan Association.

Because the commercial contract being contested this time was of higher value than the previous lease, the arena's grade was upgraded accordingly; it was no longer just an underground parking lot.

The spectator stands were stacked in a ring, enclosing the circular arena like a deep well.

The light shone on the bottom of the well, and the air was filled with the scent of money. Members in suits and ties chatted in twos and threes, some smoking cigars, others holding champagne, and they discussed the odds of the competition with great interest.

“The odds are 1.3 for Li Ren and 3.7 for Yuan Chen. Judging from the odds, Yi Wu seems to have more confidence,” a man with slicked-back hair said with great interest.

"Nonsense, the Razor's Edge isn't called that for nothing. Have you seen the replay of Rito's last match against 'Fist Killer' Fujiwara?" said a man of similar age.

"If you ask me, Rito is practically cheating in this kind of unarmed combat where weapons can't be used. He's a natural razor; he can bleed his opponent to death with just two punches."

“That was one-on-one, but last time Yuan Chen was one against two.” The man retorted somewhat unhappily, “You know about Niou Komada’s grappling and Niou throw, and what happened? He still lost miserably to that guy from Russia.”

“That’s different. What level of fighters are Komada and Ivan? There are at least a dozen people in the Kengan Association who could beat them.”

"Don't flatter me, Yuan Chen will definitely respond immediately!"

"Instantaneous hair? Li Ren will definitely outmaneuver Yuan Chen!"

"Is the dog barking again?"

"Don't back down, dog."

……

Listening to the murmurs around him, Wu Jialouluo nodded in satisfaction:

"Just as I suspected, with Ah Chen's abilities, he'll shine like a star wherever he goes, attracting everyone's attention!!"

“That’s true.” Hearing Garuda’s words, Wu Fengshui, who had come to watch the match, nodded in agreement, then looked behind him and said:

"Brother, this is it. Don't wander off. If you hurt someone, Grandpa will have to apologize to you personally."

"Huh? Are you trying to control me, Wu Fengshui?! Don't think I'll indulge you just because you're my sister!"

Upon hearing Wu Fengshui's words, Wu Lei'an's face showed a hint of annoyance, but after glancing at the bloody mess below, he revealed a trace of dissatisfaction.

"And speaking of which, is Yuan Chen an idiot? He's actually playing this childish game here... If he wants to fight, he should come find me. My fists are itching to smash him to pieces!"

"Can you really do that?" Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui couldn't help but ask skeptically, "If it weren't for Brother Yuanchen's emergency treatment last time, you would have been beaten to death by now..."

"You...you," Wu Lei'an's expression changed upon hearing his bratty sister's words, and after a long while, he coldly snorted and said:

"Tch, after all, the liberation rate was only 28%, it's normal that you can't tell."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui's face fell, and he began to mutter to himself with a resentful expression.

Upon hearing the exchange between Wu Lei'an and Wu Fengshui, Garuda's face showed a hint of regret:

"Ugh... I should have known better than to chat with Grandpa when I got back that day. Otherwise, I could have made it to Ah Chen and Lei An's duel, had dinner with Ah Chen, and maybe even lived with him..."

Before Garuda could finish speaking, a sound of tearing energy came from the air beside him.

Sensing this aura, Wu Lei'an subconsciously turned around and looked back. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"Hey, hey, old man, your 'thing' is about to spill out!"

Upon hearing Wu Lei'an's words, Wu Fengshui and Wu Jialouluo, who were standing to the side, also turned to look behind them. They then saw Wu Huiliyang, holding a cane, standing there in a daze with a face full of resentment and anger.

Upon seeing Wu Huiliyang, Garuda smiled happily and exclaimed, "Grandpa! You're here too!!"

“…Ah, Garuda…I’ve come too…”

Upon seeing Garuda's happy smile, Wu Huili's expression stiffened briefly before quickly returning to its peaceful state, followed by a kind smile.

"After all, I also really like... Yuan Chen... that little thing...!"

Listening to Wu Huili's intermittent expressions of affection squeezed out from between her teeth, Wu Lei'an couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Everyone in the Wu clan knows that Wu Huiliyang is an idiot granddaughter, and they always spoil her excessively whenever Wu Jialouluo is involved.

Garuda happens to be a person whose thought process is extremely different from ordinary people. He almost never hides his preferences and is extremely stubborn about them.

In the past, Wu Jialouluo's naturalness, stubbornness, and trust in his family turned Wu Huiliyang, who was once known as a 'powerful demon,' into his granddaughter, a fool.

Now, also because of this instinct, naturalness, and stubbornness, Wu Jialuo has completely shifted all his thoughts and attention to that guy named Yuan Chen, and has even begun to learn from his mother about things after marriage and start wife cultivation...

Others in the Wu clan might not dare to speak on this matter, but Wu Lei'an didn't care about such things.

"Old man, if you keep holding it in like this, it's only a matter of time before it explodes, isn't it? Hahahaha~"

"Shut up!!"

Wu Huili tapped her cane forcefully, then fell into a brief silence. She sighed, rubbing her temples to calm herself, and said rather irritably:

“When a girl grows up, she will eventually get married. More important than that is the character of Yuan Chen… This guy, Mie Tang, I told you that ordinary fighters can’t satisfy Yuan Chen, but he still arranged such a competition.”

As she spoke, Wu Huiliyang exhaled a breath of stale air, her face full of annoyance, and looked towards the entrance passage representing Yiwu Real Estate on the other side of the crowd, saying:

"This guy is futilely wasting his talent, trying to force Yuan Chen to use all his strength? ... He might as well let Lei An do it."

"We can't win."

Before Wu Huiliyang could finish speaking, Wu Lei'an suddenly interrupted.

This surprised Garuda and Feng Shui, who were standing nearby, as well as Wu Huiliyang.

Wu Lei'an, who always thought he was second only to the heavens, actually admitted that he couldn't win?!

real or fake?

Although everyone could clearly sense some changes in Wu Lei'an, who had always been impetuous, arrogant, flamboyant, and difficult to approach, over the past few days, his frank admission that he was inferior to others was still beyond their imagination.

Thinking this, Wu Huili came here with Wu Huili. After pondering for a moment, Wu Qi said thoughtfully, "Is it because of that punch? The one Yuan Chen mentioned, 'Star Strike'?"

“…Ah.” Upon hearing this, Wu Lei’an paused for a moment, then nodded irritably: “More or less.”

"Can't it be defended against?" Wu Qiqi asked.

“It can be defended against,” Wu Lei’an said unhappily.

"That punch was still quite obvious... at least it was obvious when he used it last time. You might not be able to feel it, but when facing him head-on, his entire aura changes instantly. Anyone with a brain can tell at a glance that that punch was not simple."

“I’m confident I can defend against that punch… but I can’t block it.” Wu Lei’an exhaled a breath of turbid air, squinted his eyes and said, “Even he himself probably can’t fully control that power… otherwise he wouldn’t have detonated it prematurely.”

Although he switched to a modern style, it did not mean that Wu Lei'an lost control of power. Through the control of qi, although it is not absolute, the number of flying devices and long-range strikes mastered by classical martial artists is indeed much greater than that of modern martial artists.

Similar moves share a common characteristic: their power is usually less than that of direct punches and kicks.

Unless one abandons the all-around enhancement of fists and feet and specializes in a specific property of the flying tool, such as Han Zhuli's Killing World Wind Slash, which abandons the strength of the wind blade and transforms it into the pursuit of sharpness and speed.

Although Yuan Chen's punch exploded in the air beforehand, even so...

With his arms crossed and looking down, Wu Lei'an said with displeasure, "He clearly has such strength, yet he's playing house here..."

"...Hey, Yiwu Real Estate isn't bad either, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui, who was standing to the side, said with some suspicion, "I did some research before I came. It seems that Yiwu Real Estate is a big company that ranks among the top in the Kengan Association?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xinggao did not speak, but instead looked at Wu Fengshui, as if asking him why he thought that way.

Wu Fengshui then took out his phone and said:

"According to the information I have collected, Gibu Real Estate started by reselling building materials from postwar ruins. Although it cannot compare with ancient businesses like the Nogi Group that have been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years, it is still a real estate empire built by three generations with steel and cement. In terms of real estate, it can rank among the top three in the entire Kengan Association."

"And that guy using the alias Rihito, whose real name is Tanaka Ichiro, is also a very experienced fighter, with a perfect record of five wins, and he won quite easily, plundering 8.665 billion yen worth of assets for Yoshibu Real Estate. Although he's definitely no match for Brother Chen, he shouldn't lose easily either, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Shun hesitated for a moment before Wu Jialouluo said with a hint of helplessness, "After all, it's only twenty-eight..."

“Indeed.” Wu Lei’an nodded in deep agreement, looked at Wu Fengshui, and said with an expression that said, “I don’t know you well.”

"Don't go around saying you're my sister anymore, number 28."

"I specialize in visual enhancement! And I have a name, Wu Fengshui, not twenty-eight!"

Wu Fengshui's powerless resistance.

In contrast, on the other side, in the players' tunnel, Yoshitake Keiro's face was filled with solemnity as he looked at the other side of the tunnel.

"Where is Rito?" Yoshitake Keiro looked at the secretary.

"They're here~" Before the secretary could speak, Rito walked out from behind, one girl on his left and one on his right.