Huayu 93, I'm the ceiling of combat power from the moment I appear.

This time, the quiet time inside the venue lasted much longer than when He Xi first slapped Niu Changdai Shi.

The gamblers were almost all ruined.

Their hopes for a turnaround were ruthlessly crushed in a completely unreasonable way.

He Xi had already demonstrated this level of instant-kill ability in the first match.

They simply refused to believe it, thinking it was just luck.

So, He Xi deliberately staged four performances to match their shouts?

That bastard, how could he do that?

How dare he!

After a brief silence, the gamblers in the room instantly went berserk, shouting and preparing to rush onto the stage to attack He Xi.

He caused them to lose everything, and he won't have an easy time either.

Beside the arena, Lin Di'an and the others quickly moved closer to He Xi, their expressions filled with panic.

However, no one ran away.

I don't know if it was because there were too many people around, and I couldn't run away...

To He Xi's surprise, Hamasaki Fukami could easily blend into the Japanese audience simply by stepping back into the crowd.

But she stood firmly by her side, glaring angrily at the frenzied gamblers around her.

Looking at her expression, He Xi suddenly remembered a famous scene from a short video and couldn't help but smile and praise her.

"You little bastard!"

Hamasaki Abu doesn't understand Chinese, but when he saw He Xi smiling, he immediately smiled too, which eased his tension considerably.

Compared to the people around her, He Xi was much calmer.

Excuse me.

It's not that he's targeting anyone in particular; everyone here, whether they're gamblers, security guards, or contestants, is trash!

No matter how many people are trash, they are still trash.

Moreover, he also had two decks of cards that he had previously given to Hamasaki Ayumi, totaling more than a hundred cards...

If He Xi wanted, he could replicate the bestial acts of these gamblers' beastly ancestors here at any time.

Unfortunately, he ultimately did not get the opportunity.

The people guarding the venue are all seasoned veterans who have long had contingency plans in place to deal with similar riots.

Just as the gamblers were about to riot, a large number of security personnel dressed in black suits quickly appeared and stopped them.

These people not only had rubber batons in their hands, but some of them also had guns tucked into their waistbands.

Under their obstruction and suppression, the gamblers, though unwilling, eventually quieted down.

Soon, the day was over.

The competition is nearing its end, with only one match remaining.

He Xi battles against Shisaka Hihokawa, the master of the Kyokushin-ryu Karate technique, known as "Oborokage Danka".

Among all the contestants in this competition, he has the best historical record, the most seniority, and the strongest ability.

In the previous few days of the competition, many gamblers were emptied out, with not a penny left, only high-interest loans and deep hatred for He Xi.

From the moment he took the stage, they began to ridicule and insult him in every way, and the lines were extremely offensive.

Security personnel can suppress riots, but they cannot stop gamblers who have lost everything from cursing; they can only let it go.

On the stage, He Xi was also very annoyed, wishing he could shoot a playing card into every mouth that spewed filth.

However, he held back for the sake of the final $50 prize.

Hihoshi Shisaka is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his thirties.

His eyes are very sharp, and he has a bit of the look of Master Yu Hai.

Walking and breathing also have their own rhythm.

Clearly, this is a true master.

It's much stronger than the previous one, who also had a sixth-degree black belt and was a 1-2-3 step Xing Le.

However, at this moment, Shisaka Hihokawa also had a solemn expression on his face.

"You're very strong!"

"But why have I never heard of a water supply interruption?"

"Is your master a reclusive master who emerged from some major school of martial arts?"

"I might even know his name!"

He Xi shook her head.

"My master's name is not important."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of the 'Water Cutting Flow' school of martial arts, you'll find out today, won't you?"

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's get started."

"I want to finish playing as soon as possible so I can collect my prize money sooner."

Hihoshi Shisaka frowned slightly.

"Are you really that confident you can beat me and win the championship?"

"I am the strongest of the Kyokushin generation, and the next Gym Leader!"

"Among all karate practitioners in Japan aged 30 and under, I am the strongest!"

"Are you sure you can defeat me so easily?"

He Xi nodded.

"Okay, so, are you done? Can we begin?"

"you……"

Hihoshi Shisaka felt a little angry, but didn't want to say anything more.

He immediately signaled to the referee.

"start!"

The referee shouted, and Shisaka Hihokawa clenched his fists instantly, getting into top form, ready for a fierce life-or-death battle with He Xi.

Having watched the previous matches, he knew that he would not be able to win this final easily.

We need to proceed with caution and proceed step by step.

Moreover, He Xi had no precedent of taking the initiative to attack, so he needed to approach carefully, observe the angle of the opponent's attack, and be prepared for that unpredictable slap.

As long as you dodge that slap, you can do this, do that, and so on...

Just as Shisaka Hihokawa was making plans in his mind, he suddenly saw a figure flash in front of him.

Before he could react, a large hand swung up.

"What?!"

"How could he be so...fast!"

With a thought flashing through his mind, Shisaka Hihokawa quickly moved his feet, preparing to slip away.

Then there was a crisp "snap" sound.

Shisaka Hihokawa's face suddenly veered to one side, causing his entire body to fly up and spin 360 degrees in the air before crashing backward like a rag doll.

Haw!

One move, still just one move!

The strongest player in Japan aged 30 and under, the next generation successor to the Kyokushin-ryu school, and the top seed with the highest chance of winning tonight.

That's it, I've sent it!

At that moment, a terrifying and disheartening thought arose in the minds of everyone present.

The backbone and future of Japanese karate have been completely severed!

"What exactly is going on with this 'cross-river dragon'?"

"Is his water-cutting technique really that powerful?"

"I wonder if they're still accepting applicants after the water supply is cut off?"

At this moment, the Japanese people's inherent admiration for strength began to emerge.

He Xi is no longer the "lucky" person who used despicable means to make them lose all their wealth, but a powerful figure who crushes the entire Japanese karate world and suppresses the world.

They were instantly overwhelmed with pride and a sense of accomplishment at witnessing a miracle.

I don't even feel so bad about the money I just lost.

The way she looked at He Xi was tinged with admiration.

Shisaka Hihokawa was taken to the hospital again by ambulance to play Go-ji with the five fellow sufferers from before.

He Xi was stopped by a group of security personnel dressed in black suits.

The burly man leading the group had a fierce look on his face, and his waist was bulging with what appeared to be weapons. He spoke in a cold tone.

"Mr. Sansette, our boss wants to see you!"

"Please!"