A muscular girl is presented to the passionate world of crossover anime.

At first glance, he was right. It's wise to be lenient with your opponent. A strongman like Kanao is a monster with top-notch talent, hard work, and even luck. Don't be fooled by the fact that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. He might even break through his limits during his fight with Kanon!

"Aww, this is so hard!" This time, Hanon didn't just facepalm; she was practically walking around with her head in her hands.

“You lack conviction, or at least you are not firm enough,” a voice suddenly rang out.

Hua Yin was taken aback: "Who's speaking? A deity? A demon?"

Unfortunately, none of them were him. Before anyone knew it, Aguya Kiyoaki walked towards them, with Hiyama Shunka following behind him.

As one of the first fighters Kanon encountered, Aguya and Kanon share a deep bond. Although it was just an accidental meeting, this top fighter of the Metropolitan Police Department and the "executioner" who secretly carries out justice saw through Kanon's troubles at a glance.

"What? I thought it was my conscience speaking, but it turns out to be you, you twisted guy..." Hanon snorted through her nose. This was the only guy she didn't want to be lectured by, even though he was the one who was mentally unstable.

The two met by chance. Aguya didn't say much, just glanced at Hanon and walked away. Hiyama Shunka didn't say anything either, and hurriedly followed her lover, showing the demeanor of a young girl in a Yamato Nadeshiko.

As they passed each other, Aguya shook his head with some regret: "Girl, you are very talented and strong enough, but unfortunately you are not a partner of justice... Perhaps one day you will also fall into evil, and when that time comes, I will personally execute you."

These words sent a chill down Hanon's spine, not from being frightened, but from feeling a bit sarcastic: "You're not young anymore, why are you still so immature?"

Well, actually, there's a youthful passion factor to Kanon's participation in the elimination tournament. She doesn't really have the confidence to mock others for being immature. But as I said before, there's one guy, Aguya, that Kanon doesn't want to back down from.

After exchanging a few words with Aguya, which eased her worries about Kanon's strength, Kanon's emotions calmed down considerably. Continuing on, she arrived at another familiar place—the rest room of the Ten Kings Communications.

So, Yohei Bando is here?

Kanon pushed open the door to check on Bando's condition. This man had attacked Kanon when she mistakenly entered the room, causing her considerable trouble. In return, Kanon had taught him a lesson, severely injuring Bando, to the point that he withdrew from the contest against Izumi.

Then Kanon saw an unexpected sight, or rather, an unexpected person.

"Mutba, what are you doing here?"

Mutba, that "gluttonous" guy, wasn't actually "eating"—Kane suspected it was because he had terminated his contract with Iwami Heavy Industries after losing the match and didn't have money to "buy food." However, Mutba and Bando seemed to have no connection whatsoever. Now that they met, Mutba was intently staring at Bando, who was bound in a mental patient's suit. Could it be a case of mutual respect between serial killers, an irresistible attraction?

Noticing that "Flavor" had entered the house, Bando calmly said to Mutba, "Unfortunately, someone has come, so you can't just kill me directly."

Mutba laughed indifferently: "I never intended to make a move. After all, I won't do a losing deal like this until Imperial University is willing to pay a high price. I was just assessing the possibility of killing you, since you only fought one game against Yingchu and haven't shown your full strength yet."

"I see." Kanon understood. So Mutaba knew that Teito University had been asked by the Japanese Ministry of Justice to eliminate Bando in the final match, but Eiichi had failed. Therefore, Mutaba was planning to assess the "work intensity" so he could find Principal Dazai to "take the job"...

As for Bando, he didn't seem to care much about Mutba's "truly murderous gaze," letting him sized him up. After all, in terms of combat strength, Bando was definitely not weak and should be able to fight Mutba. He wasn't afraid at all.

Mutba glanced at Bando, then at "Flavor," and finally chose to back down. He waved his hand: "Phew, I really can't do anything with you guys. You're all perverts. Making money from this show is really tough."

Bando didn't seem to care: "You seem to be an abnormal person too."

Hanon couldn't take it anymore: "Pervert? Who are you calling a pervert? You want a beating?"

Mutba quickly waved his hand: "No, I don't want to fight you again, little girl."

"You...you knew all along?" Kanon was stunned. She subconsciously looked at Bando. During the previous battle, Bando had already seen through her true form. Could it be that he told Mutba?

Bando shook his head: "It wasn't me."

Mutba pointed to his nose: "I was only observing your battle from a distance before, and I only felt that your figure and fighting style were somewhat similar to the girl I fought on the night of the draw. Now that I'm in close contact with you, I'm sure that the fragrance on your body has never changed."

"You perverted freak who remembers girls' body scent!" Hanon was helpless and could only protest verbally. She had indeed overlooked the fact that Mutba was blind and had an extremely sensitive sense of smell and hearing. This was the first time she had approached him since the start of the final match, and he had already recognized her.

The atmosphere suddenly became so awkward...

The first to break the silence was Bando. He moved his body and, using his incredibly flexible joints, easily freed himself from the special restraints for mental patients—the Juō Tsushin (Ten Kings Communications) had asked Bando to participate in the competition, so these restrictions were just for show.

"I'll be in the stands to witness your next battle. Good luck, little girl."

"Ah, yes, yes." Unexpectedly, Bando thought highly of her, and Kanon was a little overwhelmed: "The next battle will be very difficult, I hope I can find an opportunity."

"Hehe, we need to make good use of strategy. If we plan well, there's nothing we can't hunt down," Mutba also offered his advice.

However, Kanon was not in a good mood with him and immediately retorted, "Did you beat Kuroki? Can you hunt everything?"

"Hey, why are you so angry?" Mutba had a good temper and didn't argue. He just said, "Every battle has its purpose, and correspondingly, the price paid to achieve that purpose is different. I conceded defeat because the reward wasn't enough to motivate me to risk my life to fight Kuroki Gensai. So what are you fighting for?"

"Strategy and willpower..." Hanon pondered, Mutba's reminder once again strengthening her fighting spirit.

In just over half an hour, the various groups of people that Kanon encountered encouraged and reminded her in different ways. Behind these encouragements was the bond between Kanon and everyone. Unbeknownst to her, Kanon had built connections with many people during the final match!

Author's Note: That's right, today's two chapters are just setup... I hope everyone will let it rest for a bit; I'll probably be able to start tomorrow... Anyway, thank you for your support of this book... I'm feeling quite excited too...

Section 230, Chapter 228: Nonsense and Speculation

After saying goodbye to Mutaba and Bando, Kanon continued her journey.

Strolling leisurely, Kanon encountered many more people, such as the boxing champion Gaolang and the stubborn Passain. The two best friends naturally offered their blessings to Kanon, with the passionate Passain shouting, "Bring the king down! Let's get this fired up!" Gaolang gently told Kanon, "Gana is an excellent opponent. I don't regret fighting him to the death. If you are a true martial artist, you will definitely feel that it was worth it."

For example, Imai Kosuke, who was in a wheelchair and had difficulty moving around, saw "Vlavo" walk by in the distance and shouted, "Good luck in the next game! Vlavo, thank you for your encouragement. I have overcome my mental block and will become stronger! Let's have a revenge match after I recover!"

Kanon also saw Rei Mikazuki. Unlike Akoya and Hiyama's group, Kurakichi Rino was no longer with him. Could it be that Kanon broke up with him? Mikazuki didn't say anything when he saw Kanon, but left a cold message: "After I've mastered the Raishin-ryu style, I'll challenge you again." To this, Kanon could only shrug: "You'd better make an appointment in advance, I'm very busy."

Ren Nikaido, whose nose was still bandaged, kept his distance from Hanon.

Masami Nezu and the "Donald Duck girl" are all lovey-dovey, and he looks more like a domestic man than a powerful warrior.

Guan Linchun and He Luji went drinking again. When they saw Huayin passing by, they loudly offered their blessings.

Keizaburo Sawada and Ryoya Inaba greeted each other, but they had no connection with "Flavor".

Even the squad leader of the guards of the film source family, Xiang Sheng, when he encountered Hanon during his patrol, bowed to him and said, "May you have great success in your military endeavors."

Although Hanon spent most of her one-hour break wandering around, she felt she gained a lot and her mindset seemed to have matured a lot all at once.

"This feeling is so wonderful..." Kanon sincerely marveled at the wonder, greatness and inclusiveness of the world: "I originally thought my arrival was an accident, and I have always observed the world from a superior perspective. Now it seems that I have actually integrated into this world."

Before returning to the Byakuya News lounge, Kanon's last stop was the lounge at Yamashita Shoji.

At the entrance stood Akiyama, Kushida, and Rito, the two secretaries, who were discussing Rito's substitution for Tokita Ohma in the race.

"Rito, you're finally getting to play! Congratulations!" Rin Kushida said with a smile. "We'll update the player information."

Rito, however, was no longer as arrogant and excited. His fighting spirit remained, though the wounds inflicted by Kanon two days prior still lingered on his body. The crushing defeat to "Flavor" was a major blow to Rito. He began to realize that he had too many shortcomings, but didn't know how to improve. Clearly, his past methods of constantly training his physical abilities were unreliable; otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat to "Flavor."

"Don't make fun of me, Kushida," Rito said. "My level is actually far from that of the semi-finals. This Uncle Kuroki has only played one match against Mutba, but his strength is extraordinary. President Yamashita, is it really okay for you to ask me to play... Ah, it's you!"

Rito was startled, and Akiyama and Kushida also turned to look. They saw "Flavor" walk over, and then they saw "Flavor" come to Rito's side, raise a hand, and gently place it on his shoulder...

"Rito, President Yamashita gave you this opportunity so that you could learn more from the experts. You should cherish it."

"Uh... what do you mean?" Rito was speechless. He felt that "Flavor's" tone was a bit strange, as if she was holding back laughter and waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

"Don't think about winning the next match. My advice is to enjoy every second of the battle, because the match will be very short... cough cough, what I mean is that there aren't many opportunities to face such masters, so you should study hard!"

"What exactly are you trying to say!" Rito was somewhat angry. "Flavor" was clearly belittling himself. He was not as good as "Flavor," but how could "Flavor" be so sure that Kuroki Gensai would win?

"Damn it! Just mind your own business. Whether I win or lose is none of your concern!" Rito scolded. "Next up, you'll face the formidable Fang of Metsudo. I'll blast Kuroki to pieces for you. I hope you can defeat Fang too. Let the finals be my revenge match!"

Well, Rito's hot-blooded personality, which makes him easily get carried away, is actually quite good; at least he can always maintain courage and confidence...

"Flavor" patted Rito's shoulder gently, left a sentence, and pushed open the door to enter the Yamashita Trading Company's lounge, leaving Rito, Akiyama, and Kushida bewildered in the wind.

"I'm not meddling, but the one fighting next, Kuroki Gensai, is my master. His strength is no less than that of the Fang of Metsudo. Rito, you'd better watch yourself..."

As soon as Kanon entered the lounge, she saw that Tokita Ohma was shirtless, and Yamashita Kazuo was riding on top of him.

"Ah!" Hanon exclaimed, "I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!"

Okay, Kanon actually saw everything. This was just her teasing after she relaxed. She knew that it was Kazuo giving Ohma a massage. What else did you think it was?

"Ah... Hahaha, I've made Flavo laugh at you." Yamashita Kazuo paused for a moment, then resumed his gentle demeanor. It was as if, along with Tokita Ohma's struggles and fights in the final match, this middle-aged man in his fifties had also grown a lot.

"This is a massage technique I learned from Mr. Kureishi, the master of Imai Kosou. It seems that he also runs an osteopathic hospital while being a martial arts fighter, and he has a bunch of related certificates~"

Kanon pursed her lips. Martial arts families really do have hidden talents. For example, if Wakatsuki went to do manual labor, she'd definitely become a tycoon...

"Wait a minute, Mushi, the osteopathic clinic... I think Rimi-sensei used to go to a similar place for massages at Mr. Shirogane's gym?" Hanon had heard Rimi mention it in casual conversation, but she didn't take it to heart. As a young girl, she obviously didn't need the stress-relief methods that only "adults" needed.

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"Hehe, could it be that Flavor is also interested in massage? It's actually quite easy to get started. Look, the sympathetic nervous system is in this area, which can relax muscles... Acupuncture would be even more effective..."

"Hmm..." Hanon wanted to just give a perfunctory reply, but as Yamashita Kazuo pointed, her gaze fell on Tokita Ohma. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this person's body was... covered in scars!

Almost every inch of Tokita Ohma's skin was covered with scars, some small, some large, all kinds, some new, some old, obviously from different people and different battles, telling many untold stories. How much hardship must a man have gone through to get to this point?

Hanon was momentarily mesmerized by what she saw.

Author's Note: I hope we can get to the opening scene tomorrow. Most of the characters with strong bonds have already appeared. Is this some kind of handover ceremony between the main characters? 2333

In addition, the jacket and hat in the portrait above are almost exactly what Kanon looks like now. If her hair were a little shorter and black, and she wore bandages, she would be ready to eat... Huh?

Section 231, Chapter 229: The Definition of Power

"Isn't that amazing?"

Seeing Hanon's surprise, Yamashita Kazuo continued working, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "When I first met Mr. Ohma, I only thought he was very strong, and I didn't notice these scars at all. I really didn't know anything back then."

“Injuries are inevitable…” Tokita Ohma also spoke up: “After all, I’ve been fighting non-stop ever since I was old enough to understand things.”

Wang Ma extended his hand: "Yamashita Kazuo, do you still remember this scar?"

"Ah, that injury! Was it from Rito's razor cut during your debut match in the Kengan tournament?"

"Yeah, this wound hurts whenever it rains. If Rito finds out, he'll be really arrogant..."

"Haha, that's definitely Rin's style."

“It’s not just Rito. Wuqi, Sekirin, Inaba, Akoya, and Flavo, everyone has hurt me. And the wounds from before still hurt. This is probably what happens when you keep acting recklessly.”

Kazuo Yamashita and Ohma Tokita are old partners. Although they have only known each other for more than half a year, they are like old friends of decades, reminiscing about their past experiences. They understand each other perfectly and have a tacit understanding in everything they do. Their communication is smooth and natural, which makes Kanon on the side very envious and moved.

Kanon also gained something else from Ohma—a definition of "powerful".