Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

"Just finished the whole warm-up routine, and broke my personal record again in the finger grip strength test!"

Rito's voice was full of leisure and casualness as he said enthusiastically, "I think you, boss, also know that I'm on a completely different level from that idiot Ivan Kalayev. You can rest assured when dealing with newcomers like this."

Upon hearing this, Yoshitake Keiro didn't say anything, but simply squinted and nodded.

As a veteran of the Kengan Association, Yoshitake Keiro was well aware that the Kengan Association was never short of strong individuals... it was just that his opponents were too unfamiliar.

Sakura-sou Charcoal BBQ is a family-run BBQ restaurant with registered capital that is less than a fraction of Yiwu Real Estate's.

The president is a young man who speaks like he's reciting lines. He's a college student who just turned eighteen and has only one official record in the Kengan Association, but he easily defeated two fighters, one of whom was a skilled fighter like Niou Komada.

And the current commercial street contract...

To be honest, even if Sakura-cho Charcoal Grilled Meat wins, it won't accomplish anything. Even if they sell everything they own, they still can't complete the corresponding planning and development.

In fact, very few companies within the entire Kengan Association are able to develop the business properly and reap the corresponding benefits.

Yoshitake Keiro thought winning the contract was a done deal, but then Sakura-sou Charcoal Grilled Meat suddenly appeared...

Although Sakura-so Charcoal Grilled Meat is not qualified to compete at the company level, it has a reason to launch a Kengan competition because it is a member of the Kengan Association.

When someone called him to ask about his purpose, the only answer he got was, "Oh, my fighters are interested, so I took the order."

What kind of ridiculous reason is this? What do you take the Kengan Association for? A ride-hailing service? When did the Kengan Association become this pathetic?!

Although it sounds like a strange coincidence, Yoshitake Keiro doesn't believe in coincidences.

He's been in business for forty years and has never believed in coincidences.

Although he pretended to be harmless, saying that even if he won, he would auction it off at a low price to prevent other Kengan competitors from starting a new round of competition...

Isn't that obvious?

According to the rules of the Kengan Association, members can participate in Kengan competitions if they cannot reach an agreement on a commercial contract. However, if they did not register for the first round after the competition, they cannot initiate a new round of economic or commercial purchases as members of the Kengan Association, even if they regret it later. Otherwise, they will be expelled from the Kengan Association and subjected to attacks from all member companies of the Kengan Association.

With the capital of Sakura-so charcoal barbecue, it's impossible to attract a large number of commercial orders in the short term. However, as a fighting organization, the absolute violence of the Kengan Association is the best bargaining chip to attract investment.

And you said you didn't understand Kengan... You just came in, and you've already mastered the rules of Kengan?

But in the end, they were too naive... It is precisely because all smart people know this rule that this path is absolutely impossible.

Thinking it over, Yoshitake Keiro said coldly, "Give this Sakura-so barbecue place a good lesson!"

Upon hearing this, Rito understood the meaning behind Yoshitake Keiro's words. Although he didn't understand, he then gave a cold laugh: "Of course!"

Volume 1: Chapter 104 - Katahara Shoka's Curiosity

Just as the Kengan Association was wondering what kind of background Sakura-sou BBQ had that would actually go head-to-head with a veteran like Yiwu Real Estate over a piece of bone that they couldn't swallow, a woman calmly walked into the center of the arena.

Upon seeing the woman, almost everyone who knew anything about the Kengan Association widened their eyes in surprise.

She was tall and slender with a curvaceous figure, her eyes were as red as fire, her long silver-gray hair was draped behind her head, and her skin had a healthy wheat color. She was wearing a hot red dress.

Ordinary people might just think of this person as a rare beauty, but anyone who knows anything about the Kengan Association will know that this is Katahara Sayaka, the eldest daughter of the current Kengan Association president, Katahara Metsudo, who was born after he turned seventy!

"That's... the chairman's daughter? The chairman's daughter is actually hosting this kind of small competition? Is it Yoshitake Real Estate?"

"Yiwu Real Estate is not qualified. It's not like we haven't held similar competitions before. Let alone this young lady, she's never even seen the guards before, has she?"

"Then...it can't be Sakura Manor BBQ, can it?"

"...Who can say for sure? In the end, that family barbecue place has a mysterious origin."

"It's said that Chairman Katahara suddenly gave the order in the middle of the night, specially inviting him to become a Kengan member..."

While the others were discussing amongst themselves, Wu Huiliyang, sitting in the private room, raised an eyebrow in surprise: "They've even sent out the incense sticks?... Ah, I see, they want to use this as a pretext."

Upon hearing Wu Huiliyang's words, Wu Lei'an, who was standing to the side, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yinzi? What do you mean?"

"You'll find out as you watch on," Wu Huiliyang said calmly, without offering a direct explanation.

"If you want to rise quickly in a place like Kengan, you naturally have to meet the challenges of everyone."

She was somewhat aware that her arrival had attracted a lot of attention, but Katahara Sayaka didn't care. On the contrary, her face, full of vitality, was brimming with enthusiasm.

"Those of you who came here that day probably already know what the main event is! I won't go into too much detail here—the battle for the planning and development rights of Tianhe Commercial Street, valued at 35 billion, belonging to the Kengan Association, officially begins!"

"Next! Please welcome the contestants from both sides to the arena!"

Although it is a female voice, Katahara Sayaka's voice is filled with a heroic spirit that is not inferior to men. It is loud and clear, yet it does not lose its feminine gentleness. At the same time, it can also make people feel a healthy and energetic wildness.

Just like now, although she was wearing a red evening gown, Katahara Sayaka's eyes were even more dazzling than the gown, like burning, blazing flames.

Accompanied by a loud voice from a human vocal cord that could be described as a 'demon's throat,' Katahara Sayaka suddenly waved her hand toward the contestants' tunnel.

"First of all! It has a history of over a hundred years and has been passed down through three generations!"

Rising step by step from the post-war ruins, rebuilding alongside a fragmented nation, a throne cast in concrete, a crown woven from steel bars—the evergreen of Japan's real estate industry, Yoshitake Real Estate, and its subsidiary, The Fighters—

Standing at 188cm tall and weighing 99kg! He has slicing through countless lives with the edge of a razor; a natural-born human weapon, his immense strength stems from his innate power! The 'Superman,' Rihito, who tears apart all rules with his fingers!

As they spoke, Rito, shirtless and wearing shorts, walked into the arena with a confident and arrogant expression.

Then, Katahara Sayaka, holding a card containing Yuan Chen's identity information, pointed to the other entrance passage.

Although she is the president's daughter, Katahara Sayaka's ability to become a 'famous referee' is by no means due to family connections, but rather because she has memorized the identity information of each player well in advance of each match.

"And the next one is of mysterious origin, unknown to all, yet he has made a name for himself, easily defeating two powerful figures in the Kengan Association, Yoshibu Real Estate and Nogi Group, in his very first match! He snatched food from the jaws of defeat, yet then auctioned off assets worth 500 million at a low price! Born for battle! Arriving for battle! Owner of the Sakura-so Family Charcoal BBQ Chain!!—"

Standing at 196cm tall! Weighing 101kg! A descendant of the legendary Assassination Fist of the Tang Dynasty! Bearing the weight of destiny, I possess unparalleled power! Devouring the strong! A desire to respond to all! A domineering will that surpasses all things! To humiliate all powerful figures! I am none other than "Great Consumption," Yuan Chen!!

As the words fell, Chun-Li, standing in the contestant tunnel to the side, nodded to Yuan-Chen: "Have fun, but don't go too far."

"That woman's voice is so loud." Han Zhuli, who had come along to see the world, also crossed her arms and complained, "But her infectiousness is undeniable... If I didn't know better, I would have thought it was some kind of apocalyptic duel."

"The one standing at the very back will definitely be me."

Upon hearing Han Zhuli's words, Yuan Chen chuckled.

Although I've watched both the manga and the anime many times before, I have to say that this film, featuring Saya Kaname, does have some unique aspects.

In the comics, her special characteristic is that she can become friends with everyone. This ability is not limited by age; even parents and grandparents like her.

Now it seems that, in addition to this strong social ability, we may also need to add the ability to summarize information.

Neither Yuan Chen nor Sakura Ibuki had ever met Katahara Sayaka, yet their introduction of the contestants clearly contained a strong subjective element…

Was the information collected through the connections of the Kengan Association and Katahara Metsudo, and then written down and is now being read aloud?

I'm afraid not... If a speech isn't written by the speaker themselves, then the emotional investment will naturally be problematic, making it feel long, tedious, and drowsy.

These days, the kind of things that get people excited just by listening to them are often things that people have personally gotten involved in...

If you really came up with this summary yourself... then that's quite impressive.

Feel the anticipation for a battle between strong contenders, the desire for clashes between the powerful, and the passion for bloodshed in Katahara's words...

Yuan Chen remained silent, simply raising his head and unabashedly unleashing his domineering spirit as he walked towards the contestants' passage.

Holding the card containing Yuan Chen's information, Katahara Sayaka pointed towards the passage, her eyes filled with curiosity.

She didn't dislike Rito because she could understand this 'child who hadn't grown up' who possessed extraordinary talents.

But more than this restlessness of the mind, what intrigued Katahara Sayaka was Gentatsu.

What kind of man is this man whom his father sees as the next starting point for the Kengan Association?

I heard he's only eighteen? That means he might be one of those young, arrogant, and reckless individuals who achieved fame at a young age?

Just as Katahara Sayaka was thinking this, she realized the next moment that it was not so.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, Katahara Sayaka keenly realized that something had changed.

It's not sound, not light, not temperature—it's air pressure.

Like the stillest moment before a storm, the overall change in the surrounding environment makes one's eardrums slightly bulge, and it feels as if something is gently pressing on one's chest; even the rhythm of breathing involuntarily changes.

Then there is light.

With the rising steam of blood, the lights at the top of the contestants' tunnel began to flicker. It wasn't a malfunction; something was emerging from the depths of the tunnel, and with each step, the frequency of the lights became erratic.

The footsteps themselves were not heavy, even light, but each step felt like it was stepping on one's own heart.

This caused Katahara Sayaka to tighten her grip on the microphone slightly.

She wasn't unfamiliar with powerful figures—as the daughter of Katahara Metsudo, she grew up among the top fighters of the Kengan Association. She had witnessed the imposing aura of Metsudo's Fang, felt the oppressive atmosphere after the liberation of the Wu clan, and even faced the chilling aura of her father when he was enraged... But now, everything was different.

It was an oppressive atmosphere, but Katahara Sayaka could clearly sense what was hidden beneath that oppressive low pressure... no, not hidden! It was waiting! Waiting for the domineering will to thoroughly humiliate all the strong, martial artists, and fighters!

Born with an extraordinary talent for judging people, Katahara Sayaka immediately realized that Yuan Chen, like herself, longed for a... no, longed for one battle after another, an endless battle, a battlefield where blood is washed away!

Then, Yuan Chen emerged from the darkness, still wearing a simple white vest, a trench coat that was obviously loose but made to look particularly fitted by his muscles, and blue jeans.

Upon seeing Yuan Chen arrive, Li Ren did not sense his strong 'intention'. Instead, he revealed a malicious smile, then stuck out his tongue, raised his thumb, and slowly drew it across his neck, offering Yuan Chen a throat-slitting gesture:

"Ha! Not bad! Looks like you're ready to be chopped up by me!"

Yuan Chen didn't speak, but just glanced at Katahara Shoka.

Feeling Yuan Chen's somewhat dull gaze, Katahara Sayaka also fell into a brief silence.

As a referee, she shouldn't have had any thoughts that would affect her fair judgment before the match results were announced.

However, now, with her innate and extremely strong emotional perception, Katahara Sayaka almost immediately noticed Yuan Chen's disappointment.

Yes…

In terms of age, Yuan Chen is eighteen, while Li Ren is twenty-six, a full eight years older than Yuan Chen, but far behind Yuan Chen in skill.

They couldn't even sense Yuan Chen's 'intention'...

Then, Yuan Chen looked at Li Ren and, in front of everyone, calmly withdrew his right hand, palm up, and opened it to Li Ren, as if to say—this one hand is enough.

This undoubtedly plunged the entire arena into a brief silence, and even many gamblers who had bet on Yuan Chen looked tense and started cursing.

Only a few figures hidden in the corners looked thoughtful, as if they realized Yuan Chen's intentions.

Upon seeing Yuan Chen's reaction, Li Ren's face showed a look of surprise and anger, followed by a twisted smile that came from extreme anger.

He opened his arms wide without any concealment, using his strength as he pleased, his innate power surrounding them. The space around his hands even slightly distorted due to the burst of blood energy, and the overflowing power seemed as if it would tear Yuan Chen apart at any moment.

Sensing the sudden change in the atmosphere, Katahara Sayaka abruptly raised her long, slender arm, which showed clear signs of training.

"Then, let's cut to the chase! Both of you, take your positions!"

As the hand landed, Katahara Sakura's loud voice boomed like thunder.

"The match begins!"

Almost the instant Katahara Sakura's voice fell, Rito rushed toward Genji without hesitation.

Although his 1.88-meter-tall, burly frame appeared clumsy, it suddenly unleashed a terrifying speed, like a cannonball fired with lightning speed, rushing towards Yuan Chen. A fierce wind swept across his strong right arm, and his hard, sharp fingers, like the fangs of a wild beast, attacked Yuan Chen's face.

"It's Razor's Edge! Rito used Razor's Edge right from the start!!"

Amidst gasps of surprise, Li Ren's left claw arrived first, its five fingers tearing through the air, the fingertips drawing five cold streaks in the lamplight.

This attack was extremely fast and pierced the angle. Even though some of the spectators had realized that Rito's target was Yuan Chen's face, they were still surprised when they saw the speed Rito displayed.

Clearly, beneath his seemingly reckless exterior, Li Ren was aware of Yuan Chen's extremely strong resilience and wanted to strike at his vital points to end the battle quickly.

Yuan Chen did not dodge. Instead, he raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and grabbed the wrist just as the other person's fingers were about to touch his face.

With immense force, the thick knuckles brutally sank into the soft tissue on both sides of the wrist bone, like iron clamps snapping shut. The wrist, which could easily tear apart coins when it was in elementary school, was thus forcibly fixed in mid-air, unable to move any further.

But at that moment, Rito's lips curled into a cold smile.

"You've been tricked!" His voice squeezed out from between his teeth, his eyes filled with the confidence that Yuan Chen had fallen into a trap.

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Because in Li Ren's view, Yuan Chen's left hand remained in his pocket and he showed no intention of taking it out.

Was it because of confidence? Or because of arrogance? But it doesn't matter now, because from the very beginning, Rito's real target wasn't Yuan Chen's face—"My target is your heart!"

With a low growl, Li Ren's right arm shot out from his waist almost without any obstruction, his five fingers joined together like knife tips, each fingertip carrying a visible vortex of energy, aimed straight at Yuan Chen's chest.

Throughout, his left hand was a feint, while his right arm, which was fully charged with power, was his real killing move!

The energy condensed on the five fingers of his right arm was several times stronger than that on his left hand. Just looking at it, one could hardly believe the horrific scene of Yuan Chen's chest being brutally ripped apart in the next moment!

At that very moment, Yuan Chen tucked his little finger inward and snapped his wrist downward.

With a muffled hum, Rito's strength was completely released into the ground as if a heavy hammer had landed. Rito himself was also forced to kneel down with the force of this release, creating a deep dent.