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Furthermore, with each dodge, Cohen would casually snatch something from the "wall of people," such as buttons, glasses, and zippers, which he used as hidden weapons and traps. Some were thrown at Huashan's vital points or even his eyes, while others, being sharp, were used as traps scattered along Huashan's path. For a time, Cohen's attacks constantly annoyed Huashan, but he couldn't break through his thick-skinned defenses at all. The powerful Huashan Xun was also helpless, like a slow-moving tank being harassed by a reconnaissance drone with a small pistol. It wasn't a big deal, but he was covered in small wounds and looked quite disheveled.

"It's tough..." Even Kanon backstage could see the helplessness of the situation. What was originally a battle with a huge disparity in strength had been turned into a hard-fought tug-of-war to see who would run out of stamina first. Although Cohen was very successful in doing this, his previous injuries were too severe, and if he continued, he would most likely be the one to collapse first.

“At this point, Cohen’s only chance of winning is through chokeholds, but the difference in their physical abilities is too great…” This was Hanon’s assessment. As a top-tier martial artist, her insight was still very sharp: “Cohen has actually already lost.”

Regardless of victory or defeat, Cohen on the battlefield seemed to be prepared for chokeholds. He started carrying more belts, all of which he had taken from the gangsters watching. His eyes were incredibly sharp as he stared intently at Huashan's throat, looking for an opportunity to deliver a desperate strangle.

As for Hanayama, he was also tired of the repression of not daring to land a solid punch every time he threw one, so he simply stopped throwing punches and instead opened his arms and began to use a pouncing attack.

With Huashan's strength, if he were to hug Cohen and squeeze him hard, the effect would probably be similar to squeezing out ketchup!

The moment to decide the winner has arrived!

With superior stamina, Huashan launched the first attack—but missed. Cohen then mustered his last bit of strength, circled behind Huashan, leaped onto his back, wrapped a thick rope made of several leather belts around his neck with one hand, and, since his other hand was useless, used his teeth to hold the belt in place, preparing to strangle Huashan on the spot.

Huashan was naturally unwilling to be strangled, but Cohen found the perfect angle and hid behind Huashan. Huashan waved his arms wildly, but it was difficult for him to actually catch him.

Using his teeth instead of his hands, Cohen is incredibly strong! And as expected of a master of weaponry, his moves are superior to those of Hanayama, who is completely unfamiliar with martial arts.

But just as Hanon thought, physical fitness is still very important—Hanayama couldn't grab Cohen's body, but he could grab the thick rope made up of several leather straps around his neck—with a strong pull, it made a loud "crack" sound!

The thick rope made of twisted belt didn't break; what broke were all of Cohen's teeth.

Cohen clenched his jaws together, splattering blood all over Huashan's back.

He then lost his balance and fell off Huashan's back. Huashan turned around and threw a punch—but missed!

Cohen reacted quickly; perhaps the shock of shutting up brought him to his senses. He barely dodged Huashan's attack and rolled back into the human wall. Huashan's subsequent pursuit... wait? Why is the human wall so close to Cohen?

It turned out that Huashan missed his punch, then suddenly reached out and grabbed a gangster from the human wall, throwing him out to block Cohen's path. Cohen was frantically dodging and didn't care about that, crashing directly into the "new human wall" created by Huashan, stopping his momentum.

Now, Huashan has caught him.

Hua Shan's hands gripped Cohen's calf from above and below. His grip strength, far beyond what ordinary people could imagine, completely cut off the blood flow. Then he squeezed the flesh and blood towards the center, squeezed, squeezed... There was only one result: with a "bang," it exploded!

What a strong grip!

A rain of blood fell from the ground, soaking the "human wall" from Cohen Chase's splattered flesh and blood.

There was no applause, no one spoke, and all the audience could hear was Cohen's pitiful wail. Everyone knew that the outcome of this match was already decided.

Author's Note: I hope this chapter's description isn't too extreme... However, the struggles within the Hanayama lineage in the Baki world are inherently brutal, and the Hanayama side story, "Crimson Face," is a mix of adorable cuteness and bloodshed... Anyway, tomorrow, Kanon and Ryuu's writing will tone down the gore.

Four updates tomorrow, fighting!

Section 439, Chapter 433: Hesitation Leads to Defeat!

Later, the global underworld's "BIG" Grand Prix became a legend, leaving a lasting legacy. Those who were fortunate enough to participate in that competition became "knowledgeable and experienced" representatives in their respective gangs.

One day, a gangster, whose henchman had watched that competition, described his experiences back then to his former underlings after becoming the leader of the organization.

"...At that moment, Huashan just gripped it, and bang! Cohen Chase's calf exploded! When we came to our senses, all we saw was a shower of blood bouncing up and falling down. The scene was indescribable, it was too horrific... Everyone was shocked by the scene. Even though it was the extremely popular Huashan, no one offered any congratulations for a moment. Only Cohen's screams echoed in the nightclub... Ah, that sound, I still can't forget it to this day."

"What happened next? How would I know! I heard Cohen survived, but in that state, his life is pretty much over. Apparently, after returning to England, he left the gang, retired from the life of crime, and became a priest... Hey, don't look so gloomy. For us gangsters, if we can retire smoothly, that's already a rare and good ending. I'm sure Cohen, who fought so hard and was defeated, is very respected in the British underworld! I'm sure no one would dare to bother his church."

"The main character is Hanayama! Hanayama Kaoru! That man is no joke, he's practically Benkei reincarnated! His invincible fists and chivalrous character are unforgettable after just one meeting. He's practically a saint of the underworld!"

"Huh? Did he win that tournament? Damn, was that my focus? Were you even listening?! Sigh, alright, alright, I'll tell you what happened next, that was memorable too..."

After Huashan defeated Cohen, he went backstage before the host could announce it. After everyone came to their senses, they finally settled the venue and Cohen, and then let "Joaquin" and Long Shuwen take the stage.

"Everyone looks so distracted." Hua Yin looked around for a moment, then shrugged at Long Shuwen: "It seems like hardly anyone's watching our match."

Long Shuwen remained with his hands in his pockets—this was actually his attack stance, a posture that suggested he was ready to fight at any moment. This 45-year-old man, experienced and worldly-wise, remained completely calm, simply smiling at Hua Yin's remarks: "What, young man, do you feel your limelight has been stolen?"

"No." Hanon shook her head: "As for attracting attention, as long as you perform well, you will naturally attract everyone's attention. I was just marveling at the shocking level of Hanayama Kaoru's pure violence. My battle with him will probably become an extreme duel of technique and strength."

"Phew... Are you sure you can fight Huashan? I feel like I'm being underestimated." Long Shuwen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly adjusted his mindset: "Maybe you can do it, but you'll have to get past me first."

I see. It seems Kanon was also captivated by Hanayama's performance and overlooked the person in front of her...

"Yes, I was overconfident." Hanon admitted her mistake and corrected herself: "I will fight seriously."

After saying that, Hanon launched the first attack.

It was still her still-unrefined but already extremely powerful offensive force; her slow, seemingly harmless fist moved slowly toward Long Shuwen.

Because of his performance in the previous battle against Da Men, no one dared to underestimate this punch. The audience held their breath, waiting to see how Long Shuwen would neutralize it. But Guo Haihuang spat out, "Girl, you're too attached to appearances. Who said that an attack that neutralizes force has to be slow?"

Guo Haihuang's assessment that Huayin's offensive and defensive abilities were still subpar was indeed accurate. This slow, deliberate punch was easy to catch, and Long Shuwen wasn't some fool standing there like a doorman or Feis ready to fight; he immediately blocked the punch.

The block was expected, but the effect surprised Hanon.

With just one hand outstretched, Long Shuwen effortlessly pressed down on Huayin's fist. Although a tremendous force immediately erupted, Long Shuwen did not retreat an inch!

The floor beneath his feet instantly shattered, clearly indicating that Kanon's punch was no joke. But he didn't retreat, meaning his attack was ineffective.

"Long Shuwen lives up to his reputation, he's a tough guy!" The gatekeeper behind the scenes had already anticipated this, so he wasn't surprised. He was just disappointed: "Tch, it's a pity it's not me who's going to fight you, 'fierce man' Shuwen."

If others had such feelings, then Hanon, whose punch had been effectively blocked, was naturally even more shocked.

But her shock was interrupted just as it began.

By Long Shuwen.

She was punched.

"Eek—" The punch landed squarely on Hua Yin's face. Although it wasn't heavy, it still startled Hua Yin because she hadn't even seen Long Shuwen's punch!

Perhaps it was because Hanon was surprised by the failure of her attack, or perhaps she still didn't want to seriously injure Long Shuwen, who had been kind to her, or perhaps Long Shuwen's attack was really sharp, but in the end Hanon was hit by a punch, to the head.

So Kanon could only retreat quickly, keeping a safe distance from this "fierce person".

"Oh dear, it seems I've been too arrogant all along..." Hana started to take a serious stance: "Uncle Long, you're really strong... Ah!" Just as Hana retreated, Long Shuwen rushed forward and launched a pursuit. Before Hana could finish speaking, she was punched in the face again.

The "ruthless person" was indeed a "ruthless person." He showed no mercy during the fight. Hana was still immersed in the friendly atmosphere of "senior guide Long Shuwen" these past two days, but the other party showed no mercy when he attacked.

Ultimately, his role as Hanon's guide and mentor was merely a favor; his official identity was that of a warrior representing the gang in the Grand Prix—a powerful warrior!

"Damn, this is it." Backstage, Harada Tokujiro, who had just lost to Long Shuwen in the previous round, was also watching the match: "Long Shuwen's attacks, even with his hands in his pockets, are incredibly fast! I really don't know how he does it."

Meanwhile, inside the human wall on the battlefield, Long Shuwen continued his fierce attack on Huayin.

His punches were unpredictable, fast, and ruthless. Normally, Hanon's habitual "not bad" technique could reduce a large portion of the damage, and by adjusting her mindset to defend or counter-attack, she could easily turn the tide. However, Hanon was keeping her promise to Guo Haihuang and used energy-absorbing techniques throughout, thus dispelling her "not bad" technique and not tensing her muscles. After being suddenly struck, her mind went blank, and she could only passively and fully bear the attack.

"No, no... My brain is shaking... I need to stop it..." Even in the Kengan Association's ultimate elimination tournament, only Kuroki and Gana could make Kanon feel this dizzy. Although Ryu Shuwen was strong, his attack power was not as good as theirs. Kanon felt like she was about to be caught off guard.

"Uncle Kuroki might scold me for underestimating the enemy... Gana... he probably won't say anything? Or he might be an unexpectedly sharp-tongued guy... Ah, why am I thinking about these things? This is clearly the most dangerous situation..."

Actually... after suffering a series of heavy blows, Kanon's mind was no longer quite clear.

But she never used "Not Bad" until the very end. A true man keeps his word, and she had agreed to use only gentle force and neutralization...

"Bang!" Long Shuwen's last punch hit Huayin's head again. The audience saw "Joaquin" being sent flying by a heavy punch, just like Feis, Cohen and Damen before him. He jumped over the wall of people and sprayed blood everywhere.

Her initial hesitation led to a series of mistakes, and now she has truly been defeated.

Author's Note: Hesitation leads to defeat, and the number of strange strangers has increased again...

Don't worry, the outcome will be different in a few hours...

And yes, it was indeed the fourth update today, but I'm still quite tired. Last night I was choosing a birthday gift for my girlfriend and accidentally stayed up until after 3 a.m.

Section 440, Chapter 434: Eighty Points of Energy Dissipation

Joaquin fell to the ground, while Long Shuwen stood proudly, delivering a beautiful and rapid series of punches!

“So this is Long Shuwen!” Backstage, Harada nodded: “As expected of Long Shuwen.”

Damen Dubing shook his head: "That brat Hua Jin is so careless. If this happens, then I, who lost to him, am being outdone by Long Shuwen?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Iwamura of the Inugami Group, who had lost in the first round, neither nodded nor shook his head. He scratched his head and asked, "Just who is this Ryu Shuwen? Why does everyone think so highly of him?"

After all, the Inugami Group was just a "music enthusiast" and knew nothing about the martial arts gangs outside of Japan. Daimon glanced at Iwamura. If "Joaquin" was just a seemingly cunning but actually low-key master, then Iwamura was simply lucky. He was the only slacker among the top eight in the finals, and the proud Daimon Tohei had no intention of paying him any attention.

Harada, out of consideration for his fellow Japanese, explained to Iwamura: "Although not a full-fledged member of the underworld, Lung Shu-man is a big star in the Hong Kong and Taiwan underworld. He started learning martial arts at nine, mastered it at fifteen, and by nineteen, he was invincible throughout Taiwan. Later, he was valued by the underworld and recruited to participate in underground boxing matches. No matter the rules or the opponent, Lung Shu-man could always win. He has never been defeated in twenty-five years!"

Harada didn't mention some details. Taiwanese customs are quite pro-Japanese, and the underground boxing scene there was also influenced by the Kengan Association. The stakes for the fights ranged from money to real estate to all sorts of random agreements, and the level of the matches kept rising. In the later stages, it was almost all professional fighters. To be able to fight in that arena for more than 20 years without being defeated and become an absolute king, Long Shuwen's strength must be super strong!

But there was no need for such embellishment. The previous commentary alone was enough to shock Iwamura, making his face contort in fear: "Ah! Ahhh... Is he really such a powerful being? It seems Joaquin's defeat was not unjust..." Iwamura had just chatted with "Joaquin" for a while and had quite a good impression of this young junior. Unfortunately, reality is reality, and strength is strength. The young Joaquin was indeed no match for a veteran powerhouse like Long Shuwen.

"With such a powerful Long Shuwen, I wonder if Hanayama can beat him..." Iwamura turned to Hanayama, who was also backstage drinking in silence: "Hey, Hanayama, you're the pride of the Japanese underworld, so do your best!"

"Hmm..." Sensing the expectations of a "senior", Huashan rarely responded. He stood up and was about to walk towards the battlefield to engage in the final showdown with Long Shuwen.

But before Huashan could even step out from backstage, a chorus of exclamations erupted from the nightclub outside.

Listen closely, and it seems people are shouting, "Stand up! Stand up!"

Yes, Joaquin stood up.

The gatekeeper was quite shocked. He got up and ran to the backstage area to take a look. Sure enough, Joaquin had already stood up, and his posture was straight and steady. He didn't look like he had been punched in the head many times.

"Hey, young people are really in great shape!" Da Men slapped his thigh. "Joaquin, you're a tough guy too!"

On the arena, Long Shuwen turned around in surprise and looked at Hua Yin, whom he had just defeated.

Hanon's face was covered in small cuts, and her eyes were bruised and swollen, making her look like a panda. However, since her face was covered in graffiti, others couldn't really see it. Instead, the blood flowing from her mouth and nose washed away the watercolor, making Hanon's face look even more bizarre and terrifying.

Apart from that, she showed almost no other signs of injury.

"Something's strange..." Long Shuwen thought to himself, "My punches shouldn't only have this much power... Flaws like this are tolerable, but what about a concussion? Can she handle a concussion?"

Despite enduring so many heavy punches from Long Shuwen, Huayin didn't faint or even suffer a concussion, which was indeed a very peculiar phenomenon. Perhaps she possessed superhuman strength like Huashan, with incredibly tough bones and flesh?

No, only Guo Haihuang in the entire room understood what had happened.

"Hehehe, although Ye girl's offensive debuffing is subpar, her defensive debuffing is better than I expected~"

Hua Yin didn't make any unnecessary movements, so Guo Haihuang didn't see it, but guessed it.

What happens when a person's head is hit? The brain shakes, of course! As the most important organ in the human body, shaking the brain can lead to dizziness, impaired thinking, memory loss, and even death.

How long does it take for the brain to recover after being punched hard? For some people, it takes thirty seconds, for others it takes ten minutes, but no matter how long or short the time is, during this period, the power of life and death is handed over to the enemy.