Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

"Since I made the request, I'll let you go first," Miyamoto Jiro said generously.

Ichito twisted his arm and approached Miyamoto Jiro, who maintained a master's posture with his hands behind his back and his legs spread apart, ready to take a punch head-on.

The young devil put all his effort into his fist, which was the size of a sandbag, and with a twist of his waist and back, he aimed at Miyamoto's profile and swung his right fist out.

A full-force beating is a sign of respect for the strong!

Bang! ! !

Like the sound of a giant balloon exploding, the audience near the ring involuntarily covered their ears. This was the deliberate punch from the powerful physique of the Red Demon.

Logically, the guy who took that punch should have been decapitated on the spot, but Miyamoto Jiro stood still, his head tilted to the right by the force of the punch.

The punch was incredibly effective; even the stubble couldn't hide the redness and swelling on Miyamoto's cheeks.

"Pah!" Miyamoto spat out bloody saliva and turned his head towards Ichidou. "As expected of the Oni clan, this fight was quite solid. It almost cured my years-long cervical spondylosis."

"Your turn, old man," Ichidou yelled. "Remember to put in some effort!"

Ichito followed the rules, mimicking Miyamoto's stance, preparing to withstand the opponent's attack. However, the ominous premonition he had earlier grew stronger as time went on.

Miyamoto Jiro slowly moved his hand out from behind his back. Before Ichito could even see it clearly, a jab was thrown at high speed toward his face.

Snapped! ! !

Despite the exceptionally rapid offensive, it was far from matching the power of Ichito's twisting and hip-turning punches, so Ichito, who was hit head-on, only had his nose turn slightly red.

“Uncle, that’s not how you fight.” Ichidou kindly reminded his opponent, “High-speed jabs are used to break through defenses in combat. To strike stationary targets, you should use more powerful hooks, otherwise you won’t be able to hold on for more than a few rounds.”

Both have thrown a punch so far, but in terms of damage taken, Miyamoto is clearly more seriously injured. Yet, Miyamoto is looking at his opponent with a happy expression, which is puzzling and unsettling.

“I was a fighting prodigy when I was a kid, so of course I know this,” Miyamoto Jiro changed the subject. “But if I don’t use a jab, you might be able to see my fist clearly and thus give up on following the rules I’ve set…”

The lightly injured Ichito suddenly bent over, supporting himself on his knees with both hands, looking as if he was about to lose his balance.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"what happened?"

"That punch didn't look heavy..."

"Why couldn't Araki hold out?!"

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Yi Dou finally discovered that the opponent's hands, which had been hidden, were covered with a thick layer of yellow powder, which was the source of his ominous premonition.

It turns out that Miyamoto had previously gone to a grain store, where he chatted with the owner while reaching out to touch the soybeans on the display stand. Relying on his extraordinary grip strength, he crushed the soybeans into powder, smeared it on his hands, compensated the owner with some Mora, and then came to fight.

For the Oni race, who are allergic to beans, this is undoubtedly a deadly hand!

Xiao Yi knew that his elder brother was not an honest and upright person, and he had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. But that was fine, because Yi Dou could leave the stage without any worries about his life.

"Referee, he fouled!" Sara pushed through the crowd to the front of the ring and calmly accused, "The Grand Tournament rules classify poison as a herb element; his actions are tantamount to poisoning!"

"Slurp!" Miyamoto Jiro licked the back of his hand, indicating that the bean powder was clean and hygienic.

"Lord Kujo, what you're saying puts me in a difficult position," the referee said helplessly. "People's constitutions cannot be generalized. I only consider harmful substances that are generally harmful to everyone as poisons. I cannot rule out such a case as a foul. Please understand."

Just as the situation became tense, Araki Ichito straightened his back with all his might.

"A mere speck of bean flour? I've eaten countless bowls of fried tofu, and I'm still as lively as ever! I can still fight, let the match continue!"

"Hehe, this is truly an eye-opener for me," Miyamoto Jiro praised. "I was wrong. Even if you saw the bean powder in my hand, you wouldn't back down in the slightest."

Xiao Yi, mingling among the crowd, understood that this was Arataki Ichidou's sincerity. Even after discovering that he had been deceived by his opponent and was in a disadvantageous situation, he still followed the rules proposed by his opponent until he was completely defeated.

For no other reason than because I had promised.

That's why it's so difficult to persuade him to quit. Although we don't know why he helped Coral Palace, he will stand on the Grand Trial Arena until the very last moment since he promised Xin Hai.

“Willpower is one thing, but can your body hold on?” Miyajiro deliberately threatened. “If you continue to resist, you’ll ‘die’!”

He emphasized the word "death" in particular, hoping to break his opponent's courage, make him cowardly, and cause him to retreat without a fight.

Miyamoto Jiro failed to consider one point: the Oni race is a particularly stubborn species.

"You're asking me if I can hold on?!"

With a heavy stomp on the arena floor, a crack-like fissure suddenly spread across half the arena, sending shards of stone flying. Using the force of his stomp, he unleashed the heaviest and loudest blow of the day, striking Gong Cizhenlang squarely in the face.

"Don't underestimate me, old man!!!"

This devastating downward punch sent the wandering samurai sprawling to the ground, his head slamming against the ground and creating an equally exaggerated deep crater in the stone.

In his dazed state, Miyamoto Jiro couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy.

Having gotten used to the clever lads Yi and Xiao Jun, I'm really not quite sure how to handle this simple-minded young man...

Chapter 44 Coral Palace Senior Agent

"Pfft, cough cough cough, this is really tough..." Miyamoto Jiro, who was stuck in the ground with blood coming from his mouth and nose, smiled bitterly and mocked himself, "What's wrong with my brain? Why did I provoke such a monster? I should have just fought him fair and square with my swordsmanship."

Miyamoto Jiro sprang to his feet, using the momentum to deliver a jab that struck Ichito squarely in the face!

The fair fight, one against one, officially begins now!

Araki Ichito counterattacks!

Miyamoto Jiro retaliates!

Arataki Ichito attacks!

Miyamoto Jiro launches a fierce attack...

Inspired by the opponent's perseverance, Miyamoto chose to hold back slightly in the battle.

Knowing he had the upper hand, he threw a quick punch, but that was all. He abandoned using his back muscles and relied solely on the power of his arms to strike.

The bean-allergic demon transformed into a caged beast, using all its strength to retaliate with sincerity, and for a time the sounds of flesh exploding on the arena were continuous.

Below the stage, in the crowd.

"Lord Narukami, are you alright?" the guards asked with concern.

Xiao Yi rubbed his forehead: "Help me contact the Hall of Rebirth across the sea and ask Miss Atao to prepare a large coffin, no, two coffins, the highest grade..."

Of course, Xiao Yi was just joking; he could tell that someone was about to give up.

After exchanging about fifty punches, Araki Ichito, his face bruised and swollen, collapsed unconscious, while Miyamoto Jiro's face was covered in blood.

In the first game, Miyamoto Ichiro won.

There will be a half-hour break, during which a doctor will come to check on the injured.

If a player is deemed unable to continue the fight, or voluntarily concedes defeat, he will be immediately sent for emergency treatment, and his opponent will directly win and advance to the finals.

Miyamoto sat on the ground on the ring, closing his eyes to rest, while Ichidou was carried to the medical room to rest.

The referees and medical staff surrounded the unconscious oni youth, analyzing whether he could continue fighting, and Kujo Sara also took the opportunity to visit him.

The sound of guards stopping people could be heard at the door.

"Who are you? This is the players' lounge. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter."

The referee was a high-ranking warrior of the Heavenly Realm. He walked towards the door to check the situation, and before he even stepped out of the room, he immediately bowed deeply.

"Lord Narukami."

Xiao Yi entered the medical room without any guards following him. He quickly scanned the room.

"You all get out, including Sara."

Everyone obeyed the orders. As they passed by Kujo, Xiao Yi secretly gave her a thumbs up, implying that she didn't need to worry and that everything would be fine.

After everyone left the room and the door was tightly closed, Xiao Yi moved closer to Yi Dou.

"Yeah!"

The young ghost clan member lying on the bed instinctively threw a heavy punch, which was caught by Xiao Yi's hand. He was very surprised by the strength of the punch.

Is your brother going to take that kind of punch in the face?!

However, the fact that this ghost is so strong proves that he is temporarily alright, so we can try to wake him up.

“It’s time to wake up, samurai.” Xiao Yi rambled on. “Let’s burn this Inazuma Castle to ashes.”

Immediately, he generated electricity with his fingertips and stabbed a kidney.

"Hiss—stop it, it's tickling!" Ichidou, who was on his deathbed, sat up with a start, looking around in confusion. "Where am I? Is Uncle alright? Is the match over?"

"I didn't expect to run into you again. Are you still working as a doctor?" He recognized Xiao Yi's face and teased, "I should have eaten that beef patty. Maybe I would have had more energy."

Xiao Yi said seriously, "I am a senior agent of Coral Palace, here specifically to assist you."

This was his Plan B, where he would utilize his expertise: to deceive, and then continue deceiving.

"I've heard about this before." Ichidou suddenly realized, "I never expected it was you!"

"I'm here to give you an update on the situation," Xiao Yi said, making up a story on the fly. "However, I was out on work when you chose to help Lord Xinhai, so I'm not entirely sure how you joined the Coral Palace. Could you tell me now?"

If the target were someone else, Xiao Yi would probably try to get information indirectly by trying to elicit it. However, when dealing with Yi Dou, who is not very cunning, he can just ask directly.

The young demon scratched his head and recalled, "I heard a rumor that there was a particularly fierce demon beetle on Haiqi Island, so I led the brothers of the Ara-ryu Faction to catch it. In the end, we found a temple in the wild, and a super giant demon beetle was crawling on a pillar..."

"As a result, after we captured that insect, the entire temple collapsed. The Coral Palace soldiers surrounded us and took me to see their leader. That's how I met the High Priestess of Haiqi Island. However, she was probably terrified by my name and didn't dare to demand compensation from us."

Xiao Yi rubbed his forehead. He roughly guessed what had happened and blurted out, "Not only did she not demand compensation from you, but she also said that a prominent figure like you should naturally shine on the most dazzling stage in Inazuma. So, you, who had no interest in the Grand Tournament, just participated?"

"More or less," Ichidou replied without hesitation.

Xiao Yi tried hard to suppress his laughter.

It's likely that the temple was built by the Coral Palace, and the Ghost Beetle was attached by the Coral Palace, connecting to the mechanism that destroyed the temple. The news was also spread by Xin Hai's people.

All of Coral Palace's actions were aimed at luring in this powerful oni clan member who didn't belong to any of Inazuma's organizations, wouldn't use his position for personal gain, and was a complete sucker.

Xiao Yi's expression turned serious as he explained, "I need to inform you of the latest news. The situation has changed. You no longer need to win the championship. A new expert has arrived on Haiqi Island, and he will fight against Kujo to win the Grand Tournament championship."

"Who is it?" Ichidou asked curiously.

"That's the guy you were just fighting with," Xiao Yi said, making up a lie with a straight face.

"Is Uncle from Haiji Island?" Ichidou scratched his head in confusion.

“I can guarantee it came from Haiqi Island,” Xiao Yi said with utmost seriousness.

He thought to himself: Haizhi Island Prison is also Haizhi Island.