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

Well, aside from hostility, the stares from other people are even more annoying.

"This young lady is really good-looking, no less so than a movie star! I really want to devour her whole!"

Among the group were several lewd men whose eyes were filled with disgust as they looked at Hua Yin. Hua Yin noticed them and, of course, understood men's thoughts. She couldn't help but feel angry: "Pah, you filthy scoundrels."

Faced with this situation, Hanon's chosen strategy was... to remain silent and observe the situation.

Faced with the silent Huayin, the fat old man took the initiative. He laughed and pulled Huayin toward a building on the side—a restaurant, so there was indeed a welcome banquet.

The fat old man led Huayin to the restaurant entrance, but instead of going in, he stopped and said, "Miss Ye, our Chinese culture has a long history, a large population, and many traditions. We have prepared a welcome feast for you, but, well, you have to show off your skills before you come in."

"Huh? Show off your skills? Show off what skills?" Hanon was completely bewildered the whole time. How did we get to the "show off your skills" segment?

As the fat old man directed the monks to move over a lot of tiles, he smiled at Huayin and said, "These are all the rules. It's just that Miss Ye needs to show off her skills before we can sit down for dinner. As the saying goes, friendship is made through martial arts..."

"Old man... I'm Chinese too." No, I can't stay silent. This is completely absurd! What kind of ridiculous rule is this? Hana has never heard of it before. This fat old man has been trying to fool her by treating her like a foreigner. It's an insult to her intelligence.

Hua Yin gently pulled her hand away from the fat old man and began to reason with him seriously: "I said, old man, are you sure you've got something wrong? I came here just to ask Li Yangwang a few questions, so why are you here picking me up from the airport, having a meal, and showing off your skills? What's going on here?"

Unexpectedly, the fat old man was also stunned after he finished speaking: "Li Yangwang? Which Li Yangwang?"

Huh? The same thing the person picking you up said?

Hua Yin had a vague feeling that there might be a misunderstanding or conspiracy behind this: "Could it be that we don't have Li Yangwang here?"

"No, we do have Li Yang and Wang, but there are several of them. I wonder which one Miss Ye is looking for?"

Seeing Hua Yin's puzzled expression, the fat old man further explained, "In the Guangdong martial arts world, the most famous figures throughout history have been Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo. There are countless masters of the Li family's boxing style, and quite a few have indeed become 'Foreign Kings.' Moreover, Li is a very common surname; there are at least 80 million people with the surname Li in the whole country, if not 100 million. Among them, there are even more people with the surname Li who have become 'Foreign Kings' by practicing other styles of boxing. For Miss Ye to want to find a 'Foreign King Li' is truly like finding a needle in a haystack."

"This..." The only information she had was now useless? Frustrated, Hana complained, "Isn't this going to easily confuse the way you address each other?"

"Hehehe, there's nothing we can do about it." The fat old man stroked his mustache and laughed. "The title of 'Foreign King' is the glory of a martial artist. Once you get it, no one wants to take it away. Everyone tries to address you as such. For example, my surname is Yang, and I am an elder in the martial arts province. Everyone calls me Elder Yang. Over the decades, I've almost forgotten my original name."

By this time, Hanon was feeling quite powerless, and asked again in a fit of irritation, "So how many Li Yangwangs do we actually have?"

Elder Yang thought for a moment and said, "Currently, in the Chinese martial arts world, there is one Sea Emperor, twelve Sea Kings, and many more Foreign Kings, a total of five thousand, among whom there are probably several hundred with the surname Li."

"Hey!" Hanon could hardly contain her urge to complain. The ratio of Poseidon to Poseidon was pretty good, so why did it suddenly explode when it came to Ocean King?

In the end, Kanon suppressed her impulse and calmly asked, "How come there are so many foreign kings?"

"As expected of Miss Ye, you've spotted the problem!" Elder Yang was treating Hana like a primary school student. But given his age, he probably just saw high school student Hana as an immature child...

"Originally, below the Sea Emperor was the Sea King, below the Sea King was the Ocean King, and below the Ocean King were the Lake King and the River King. There were about three hundred Ocean Kings, about one thousand Lake Kings, and about three thousand River Kings. Decades ago, some people pointed out that this system of titles was a way to classify martial artists, a remnant of feudalism, and should be abolished. However, there has always been no second place in martial arts, and abolishing the titles of Sea Emperor and Sea King would only cause chaos. After a heated debate, the Martial Arts Department decided to merge the titles of Ocean King, Lake King, and River King. These three categories together make up about five thousand people."

I see, that's really... intriguing.

What's even more distressing is that the "Li Yangwang" that Huayin was looking for has vanished without a trace, and it's impossible to find him again.

"Your actions will only cause chaos!"

Seeing Hua Yin's displeased expression, Elder Yang continued, "Indeed, with the increase in the number of foreign kings, their strength levels have become uneven, which caused some panic in the Martial Arts Department. However, we have come up with a solution—the foreign kings will also frequently exchange skills and spend more time recording the results of their matches. Over time, the truly powerful foreign kings will still be able to stand out."

He pointed to the row of martial artists behind him: "Look, although there are still a few who don't have their own dojos, these fourteen foreign kings are the top experts in Guangdong Province right now."

Author's note: The original intention of the Martial Arts Ministry in "Baki" is probably that the author simply imagines China as an old society, backward and with a strong martial spirit. The Martial Arts Ministry is similar to the various ministries in Japan, and is an official ministry, hence the existence of roles like Martial Arts Ministry officials... Here, I've turned the Martial Arts Ministry into a non-governmental organization.

Chapter 377, Section 383: What are you looking at? What's it to you if I look at you!

Top-tier Western king...

Hanon had studied muscle observation at Mr. Shirogane's gym and also studied human physiology with Kuroki Gensai. She looked at the fourteen foreign kings from Guangdong Province and found that they were indeed all strong and vigorous men with the demeanor of martial arts masters... but they lacked a sense of awe.

The power of martial arts can come from various sources. Some come from physical stature, such as Kono Haruo, Julius, and Wakatsuki Samurai; others from sheer impact, such as Wu Lei'an after his transformation, the flamboyant Sekibayashi Jun, and the mad and bloodthirsty Meguro Masaki; and still others from the imposing presence or profound and dignified demeanor of top masters, which is almost mystical, such as Kuroki Gensai or Kano Aki, each with their own unique style, but their strength is immediately apparent when they stand before you.

Of course, it is also possible that some people, after reaching the pinnacle of their cultivation, have restrained their aura and returned to simplicity, making them unremarkable. For example, the old lady Mifune and the old man Shikato whom Kanon first met, and Izou Honbu, whom she met not long ago. When communicating with them, one does not feel pressured. Only when actually fighting do they reveal their ultimate skills.

The problem now is that, looking at this group of foreign kings, Hana knows in her heart that they are all experts, but instinctively she cannot feel any sense of oppression at all, even though many of the foreign kings are baring their teeth at her and full of hostility.

In terms of physique, none were excessively strong or excessively thin; in terms of impact, none were excessively ferocious or excessively timid; and in terms of demeanor, there was absolutely no sense of power! Either these dozen or so foreign kings had all cultivated to a state of returning to simplicity, or…

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that Hua Yin was staring at them without saying a word, the foreigner could no longer hold back. He took a few steps forward and shouted at Hua Yin, "You little Japanese devil, how dare you look down on China's four thousand years of martial arts!"

This sentence was spoken in Mandarin with a slight Cantonese accent. If translated into Northeastern Mandarin, it would be, "What are you looking at? Who do you think you are? You want me to beat you up?"

From being assassinated at the beginning, to being completely confused during the pursuit, to discovering that "Li Yangwang" was everywhere and her own clues were completely useless, Hanon was already frustrated. Now, being provoked, her temper flared up.

"I'll say it one last time, I'm Chinese!" Hua Yin said coldly. "And what's it to you?"

If this were in Northeast China, a fight would have broken out by now. Even if the scene were moved to Guangdong, it would be pretty much the same. The foreign kings glared angrily at Hana, some of them cursing, and others with short tempers walking directly towards Hana.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, please calm down." Elder Yang from the Martial Arts Department quickly stepped in the middle and persuaded the foreign guests. However, the fat old man had a friendly smile, but his words were full of malice: "The ancients said, 'Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar?' Japanese martial arts originated from China. The martial artists on both sides are one family. If you rush at the guests, people will say that you are bullying the weak with your numbers, which would be terrible."

After implying that Japanese martial arts are descended from Chinese martial arts, Elder Yang said to Huayin, "Um, Miss Ye, we heard that you are a famous and highly skilled fighting champion from some martial arts association in Japan. You have come all this way to exchange ideas, and the foreigners are getting restless and eager to have a match. Hehehe... There are more rough men in our martial arts province, so please don't take offense. Let's just consider it a friendly exchange through martial arts."

Hua Yin secretly remembered Elder Yang's words. It seemed that the Chinese Martial Arts Province didn't know much about the Quanyuan Association, yet they inexplicably thought they were there to exchange ideas (or even challenge other martial arts schools). There might be something fishy going on.

However, Hana didn't ask. Firstly, the group of foreigners from the Martial Arts Department were indignant, and Elder Yang was a two-faced, treacherous person; even if she asked, she was unlikely to get a serious answer. Secondly, Hana wasn't made of clay; after being provoked for so long with a blank expression, she wanted to vent her frustrations!

"So, how am I supposed to make friends through martial arts?" Hua Yin looked at Elder Yang and said coldly.

"Miss Ye, that's a good question. We just brought out some bricks and tiles, which was meant to be a chance for you to show off your skills, but Miss Ye doesn't seem to care much. Now that a foreign king is eager to spar, why don't you join the fray and have a match? We Chinese have always valued benevolence and righteousness, and in martial arts competitions, we stop when it's over, so it certainly won't hurt you."

Elder Yang's words were clearly meant to provoke Hua Yin. Sure enough, the Martial Arts Department's goal was to provoke and overpower Hua Yin... Well, that's exactly what Hua Yin wanted.

Nodding, Huayin glanced at the foreign tycoons of Guangdong Province again, her expression now tinged with arrogance: "Who wants to go first?"

"Hey, you little devils, you have some nerve!" The foreign king who had provoked Hua Yin earlier was the most hot-tempered. He was also the most muscular of the group of foreign kings, tall and long-armed. He took two steps to stand in front of Hua Yin and looked down at her: "A bitch like you dares to challenge four thousand years of Chinese martial arts? Let me teach you what it means to be arrogant and ignorant!"

Kanon simply shrugged: "...Good luck?"

The open space in front of the temple was already quite spacious, and when the hundreds of monks formed a circle, it instantly created a fighting arena.

Hanon gently stepped on the ground: "It's cement, quite hard."

The foreigner opposite him sneered: "What, does Japan's fighting champion only know how to fight in soft-touch rings? They're really hothouse flowers... But then again, women practicing martial arts is almost a joke, so it's even more ridiculous that a woman could win a championship in Japan."

...Huanyin was just worried that the concrete was too hard to use her tumbling techniques properly! She didn't want to cause any serious injury. After being scolded by this foreigner, her mood worsened, and she could only console herself with the thought that "when you're in a bad situation, you don't feel it anymore": "Say what you want."

Ultimately, out of respect for her motherland's martial arts and uncertainty about the foreign king's strength, Hanon seriously adopted a karate forward stance, preparing to fight steadily and counter each move as it came. The foreign king opposite her did the same; he was tall and strong, and his stance also looked solid and powerful.

The monks formed a human arena, with two masters locked in a tense standoff, just like something out of a martial arts movie. Even though Hanon has been practicing combat sports for a year, this was a first for her!

Driven by curiosity, Hanon temporarily forgot her irritation and said, "Um, shouldn't I introduce myself? I... cough cough, I am Ye Hanon, please enlighten me."

"Hmph, not even mentioning their sect? The Japanese are so rude." Although still a little indignant, Hana's actions were perfectly in accordance with etiquette. The foreign king opposite her softened his attitude and clasped his hands in greeting to Hana: "Guangdong Province, Fire Earth Li Family Fist, Li Yangwang, please enlighten me."

Li, Li Yangwang?

This answer is really refreshing... Although the person on the other end seems a bit dim-witted, who knows if he's just pretending to be weak while actually being strong? Hanon became interested. In any case, let's deal with him first.

Elder Yang walked between the two and temporarily acted as the referee. Just as he was about to announce the start of the competition, the circle of monks suddenly stirred and then automatically parted to make way for the two newcomers.

Elder Yang was taken aback: "Ah! You are... Fan Haiwang?"

Section 384, Chapter 378: Fan, Fan Qingtian?!

Van...the Sea King?!

He was a handsome young man, looking to be in his twenties or thirties, at most no older than thirty-five. He was tall and had a sunny disposition, like a friendly older brother next door, with a sense of both intellectual and martial prowess.

The monks surrounding Hanon and Li Yangwang were buzzing with discussion. The Martial Arts Province recognized as many as five thousand Yangwang (foreign kings), and while some were extremely powerful, they were still just Yangwang, with several hundred assigned to each province. Haiwang, however, were different. The Martial Arts Province only had twelve, and some of those spots were even occupied by foreigners. Haiwang were usually either training or fighting, rarely participating in the daily affairs of the Martial Arts Province. Therefore, many of the monks present were seeing a Haiwang for the first time.

"Oh my, King Fan, what brings you here? Really... hahaha." Elder Yang, as a leader of the Martial Arts Province, was not lower in rank than King Fan, but in martial arts, the one with the bigger fist always had more influence. He had to be as polite and courteous as possible when facing a King Fan.

"Elder Yang, hello there." Fan Haiwang greeted him with a smile, like a spring breeze, instantly dispelling the hostility in the room.

"I came up the mountain this time because I heard that a Ms. Ye from Japan was visiting. She is a top figure in the martial arts world, but it seems that the reception style of the Martial Arts Province is a bit problematic, so I came here specifically to take a look."

Oh, what a kind person~ and it seems they've come to correct the martial arts department's terrible reception of them?

Hanon was a little happy, and even went so far as to explain again, "Although I'm from Japan, I'm Chinese!"

"Hehe, it seems Miss Ye is indeed troubled by this misunderstanding." Fan Haiwang chuckled, and before explaining further, he suddenly stepped aside to make way for his companions: "I met this old man on the way up the mountain. Was he with you?"

"Ah, Grandpa Ito!" Hanon exclaimed in surprise. The person who came with Fan Haiwang was actually the old butler Ito!

The old butler was unharmed, proving that Fan Haiwang was right; they had indeed only met briefly on the road and traveled together temporarily. The old butler, feeling awkward under Hua Yin's gaze, reluctantly greeted her, "Uh, Miss, hello..."

The situation at the Martial Arts Ministry was a mystery to Kanon because she was unfamiliar with the area, but she and Ito had lived together for a year and knew each other inside and out. With a little thought, she figured out why the old butler was there: "You put a GPS in my package, didn't you..."

This equipment was used by Kuroki when he took Kanon to train in the Sea of ​​Trees. The signal was excellent, and even the Hungry Ghost Plain, with its super strong electromagnetic field, could barely use it. I never expected that after more than half a year, it would be secretly placed on Kanon by the old butler Ito again! No wonder he agreed to go to the meeting with Kanon alone so readily just now. It turns out that he was planning to secretly follow and observe the situation before making a decision.

"Young Miss, I'm so sorry! I..." A proper butler shouldn't spy on his master, but Ito was so concerned that he made a mistake, and he couldn't disobey orders and follow Hanon, so he had no choice but to resort to this tactic. He followed Hanon to this mountainous area, looking for a place to spy on her, when he encountered Fan Haiwang. After spending some time explaining that he wasn't a bad person, he was brought here by the other party.

With a soft sigh, Hanon said gently, "Grandpa Ito, thank you for your hard work." Ito's actions neither interfered with Hanon's activities nor hindered her safety; he was truly considerate of her. The old butler had gone to great lengths for her; if Hanon were to blame him, would she even be human?

While Kanon and Ito were meeting and talking, Van Hoy said to the foreign dignitaries, "Is this how you treat your VIPs? You want to have a fight as soon as they arrive?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a certain charisma that silenced the once arrogant foreign tycoons, making them lose their previous tyrannical and erratic behavior.

Li Yangwang, who was the only one who wanted to fight Hanon, had the fiercest temper and was also the strongest among the foreign kings. He reluctantly protested to Fan Haiwang: "Fan Haiwang, are you mistaken? It is clearly this stinky... little girl who learned some ridiculous tricks in Japan and wants to challenge our four thousand years of Chinese martial arts!"

"Hey! I didn't!" Hana retorted, "Don't slander me out of thin air. I've been wondering about this ever since you sent people to pick me up. You were the ones who put on a show of force and challenged me. Why do you think I'm the one challenging Chinese martial arts?"

After hesitating for so long, with Van Hoy's help to maintain the atmosphere, Hanon was finally able to shout out those words. It felt so good!

Fan Haiwang looked at Li Yangwang: "Did you hear me clearly?"

He was the Sea King, whose status was far above that of the Foreign Kings. It was already quite patient of him to explain a few words to Li Yangwang. After that, he ignored the Foreign Kings and turned to Huayin and Elder Yang: "Now, can we have a proper talk? Elder Yang, you tell us first, why did the Martial Arts Department arrange to receive Miss Ye here and even fight with her?"

"This..." Elder Yang glanced at Hua Yin, feeling a little embarrassed, but looking at Fan Haiwang, he gritted his teeth and said, "These past few days we have received news that Miss Ye has learned advanced martial arts in Japan, and her purpose in coming to Guangdong is to challenge Chinese martial arts and humiliate our four-thousand-year-old martial arts world..."

Fan Haiwang nodded after listening: "So you prepared in advance, setting up a show of force and a challenger here?" He suddenly shouted: "You're wrong, Elder Yang, you're completely wrong!"

"Huh?" Fan Haiwang's shout was so loud that everyone, including Huayin, was taken aback.

"Leaving aside whether Miss Ye's purpose in returning to Japan is to represent Japanese martial arts and defeat Chinese martial arts, do you really think that a foreign king can represent Chinese martial arts?" Fan Haiwang rebuked, "If you win, people will only say that you are bullying the weak with numbers, making a mountain out of a molehill, and that you made such a big fuss when you could even handle a foreign king. If you lose, people will say that Chinese martial arts have lost for a while, and then Miss Ye will continue to fight against us sea kings."

"In short, it's a foolish plan, Elder Yang." By the end, Fan Haiwang was almost pleading with him, his expression one of sorrow for his misfortune and anger at his lack of ambition.

Elder Yang and the foreigners were reprimanded and speechless, but Hua Yin was overjoyed: "Oh my, this Fan Haiwang... he's practically a righteous official!"

"Fan Qingtian" continued, "I've also heard rumors about Miss Ye. It's been strange from the beginning; it suddenly became common knowledge in the Martial Arts Province. There must be someone behind it. So I investigated Miss Ye's background and found that the Ye family's boxing style, which she comes from, was recorded in the Martial Arts Province for several generations. Although it has declined in recent times, Miss Ye has suddenly reappeared! Are you familiar with the Kengan Association of Japan?"

"The Fist... Fist Alliance?" Elder Yang was stumped by the question: "I've heard of it..."

"Heh, Elder Yang, you really know how to lie." Fan Haiwang sneered. He could tell at a glance that this old fogey Elder Yang had no idea about the level of the Fist of the Will Association.