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

For a martial artist, this is defeat.

However, as a common phenomenon, it would be too narrow-minded to only talk about martial arts. It should be said that the brain will shake when subjected to force, which is a physical law.

Another physical law is that speed is relative.

The shaking of the brain is relative to the body—mainly the neck—so to control the shaking, simply keep the neck at the same frequency.

Ordinary people can't do this, but martial artists have a chance to achieve it after rigorous training. As for Hanon, it's easier for her because she can precisely control her muscles.

So after falling, her neck muscles both dissipated the force and began to move rapidly, working in sync with the shaking of her brain to generate momentum for herself.

In other words, this involved using force-absorbing techniques on one's own head?!

"Hehehe, high level, high level~" Guo Haihuang was so happy he almost hummed a tune: "Although she hasn't reached the state of naturally maintaining a state of energy dissipation anytime, anywhere, it's never too late to mend things. It seems her energy dissipation ability isn't just a passing grade of 60, but an excellent student with 80 points~"

Others didn't understand the mystery. The audience simply thought that Joaquin was born with superhuman strength, a tough guy despite his small stature. The martial arts experts, on the other hand, were baffled and could only continue to observe.

Long Shuwen, still with his hands in his pockets, faced Huayin again.

It would be a lie to say that Long Shuwen wasn't apprehensive, as he himself was unclear about what had happened. However, he hadn't lost his confidence as a martial artist: "Is this the kind of martial artist who bears the title of Sea King? Are the other Sea Kings this powerful? Or are you special? Sea King Ye... But, if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time. Your attacks cannot threaten me!"

The battle is about to begin again.

However, this time Huayin did not attack. Facing Long Shuwen standing in front of her, Huayin took a deep breath.

Then the people at the nightclub heard a strange sound, like a very strong and powerful heartbeat?

Beneath the thick graffiti pastel, one cannot see the changes in Hanon's skin tone, but the outline of blood vessels begins to show on Hanon's skin, and her eyes are bloodshot like purplish ink.

She raised her head and extended an invitation to Long Shuwen: "Uncle Long, you are a strong man. I have almost never been this embarrassed. So in return, I will not engage in a long fight with you... Please come at me."

Author's Note: Don't ask me why I can reduce the power in my own head; I've reduced myself to negative IQ... Okay, even Kaioh in Baki could punch himself to stop a concussion, right? Even though it's a low-martial arts world, logic just disappears if you keep reducing it... As long as it seems to make sense, it's fine, right?

Section 441, Chapter 435: Olympiad Math with Energy Dissipation

Without hesitation, Long Shuwen, with his hands in his pockets, began to walk towards Huayin.

“You were just knocked down by me, but now you’re asking me to attack you. You’re too arrogant, kid…” Long Shuwen’s expression was always calm, but that was only because he was knowledgeable and naturally cold-faced, not because he was completely unmoved.

Although the genius girl in front of him had changed a lot and must have something to rely on, Long Shuwen felt that he had no reason to back down.

His long-standing position of power fostered absolute self-confidence, and no matter what lay ahead, he was determined to forge ahead.

So Long Shuwen swung his fist again.

"Smack!" The fist struck Hanon again.

Immediately afterwards, similar sounds rang out continuously, almost drowning out the huge heartbeat of "Valkyrie Mode". Hanon's face, chest, abdomen, and limbs were all hit by punches. Each punch left a dent, indicating that the force of the punches was quite fierce.

However, Hanon didn't retreat a single step, no, not even half a step.

Her eyes even shone brightly, gleaming with a reddish-purple light: "This time I can finally see clearly~ Uncle Long~"

After activating "Valkyrie Mode," Hanon's physical abilities were enhanced in every aspect, including her eye movement speed and sensory acuity. She saw that Long Shuwen's unpredictable and incredibly fast fist wasn't actually drawn from his pocket before being swung; his actual attack started much earlier! In fact, Long Shuwen's attack relied on the power of his waist and abdomen to quickly twist his body, passively drawing his fist from his pocket and slamming it into his opponent.

To use an analogy, Long Shuwen's fist is merely the tip of a spear; ultimately, it's the fist that injures the person. However, before the spearhead reaches the victim, the person wielding the spear has already done a great deal of work, propelling the shaft far ahead. The so-called "hands in pockets" is just a perfect decoy. In Long Shuwen's entire routine, he rarely uses his fists; the key lies in his waist twisting and footwork.

With such martial arts skills, even though Long Shuwen is not a martial artist known for his speed, the speed of his punches and the unpredictability of his rhythm are absolutely top-tier in the world. To gain an advantage in an attack against him, it is almost impossible to achieve through technique alone; one can only rely on superior physical attributes to directly overwhelm him.

Kanon, who has activated "Valkyrie Mode," is perhaps the kind of person who can do this, but when faced with Long Shuwen's fierce attacks, she simply endures the attacks without showing any intention of turning the tables.

After all, Kanon still kept her promise to "only use energy dissipation".

Hmm? Using "Power Drain" in "Valkyrie Mode"? What kind of effect would that have?

Long Shuwen's fists moved like lightning, unleashing twenty or thirty punches at Huayin within five or six seconds. The muffled thuds echoed throughout the arena, leaving everyone who heard them shaken and bewildered.

However, before people could even show surprise on their faces, a truly unforgettable scene unfolded—Long Shuwen actually stopped attacking, retreated, and even stumbled, tripping over himself and sitting on the ground.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief. His hands... he couldn't lift his hands anymore. Both arms hung limply at his sides, clearly either dislocated or broken. In any case, he couldn't muster any strength at all.

That must hurt a lot!

It really hurt. Long Shuwen's expression changed from shock to pain. He was a tough guy, at least he didn't scream out, but seeing him covered in sweat, his eyes tightly closed, and his teeth clenched to endure it, anyone could tell that he was in a lot of pain.

Kanon used "Hosen" in "Valkyrie Mode".

Hanon's energy dissipation technique wasn't fully mastered. Previously, facing Long Shuwen's rapid punches, she was immediately overwhelmed, unable to pinpoint the right moment to dissipate the energy, let alone use "Phoenix" to counterattack at the specific point of impact. However, when "Valkyrie Mode" was activated, Hanon's physical abilities were greatly enhanced. She could then clearly see the direction of Long Shuwen's attacks and, using her amplified reflexes, precisely dissipate and counterattack each of Long Shuwen's punches.

Long Shuwen's punches were just too fast, and that was where he suffered. In fact, he had dislocated both of his wrists after less than ten punches to Hua Yin, but in just a second or two, when Long Shuwen was still in the heat of the moment and launching a fierce attack, before the intense pain could even reach his brain, Long Shuwen had already delivered ten or twenty more punches.

By the time he had thrown nearly twenty punches, Long Shuwen's arms had several dislocated and worn joints. When he had thrown almost thirty punches, the intense pain made him realize something was wrong; the bones in his hands had been completely destroyed by the recoil from "Fengxian".

"Uncle Long, the outcome is already clear." After Long Shuwen's all-out attack, people saw that "Hua Jin" had no new injuries. Even the swelling on his eyelids caused by the heavy punch to his face seemed to have flattened out a lot. What a terrifying young man! It seems that this punk kid with the afro, although unknown, is no pushover.

"No..." Long Shuwen couldn't use his hands, but he leaped up with his feet—not only did he get up, but he even stretched out his leg to kick Hua Yin!

Long Shuwen was well aware that the girl opposite him was incredibly strong, completely overwhelming him. However, his unwavering belief in never being defeated and his pride as a strongman drove him to persevere to the very end.

Not giving up... that's fine too. A man's battle should end in a man's way, of course. Hana met the charging Long Shuwen with an extremely fast punch.

"Huh? I think I was hit in the chest?" Long Shuwen's charge came to an abrupt halt. He looked at his body in confusion, feeling the increasing destructive power: "What kind of punch was that? So... strong..."

A tremendous force of gentle energy erupted within Long Shuwen's body. He coughed up blood, knelt down, and lost consciousness.

However, Long Shuwen did not actually kneel down; Huayin supported his body at the last moment.

Although there are no mercy in the ring, life is still warm and loving once you step out of it...

The next second, even the gangsters, accustomed to the law of the jungle and treachery, applauded the exciting battle and the chivalrous ending.

"Ye Yatou is a kind and righteous child." Guo Haihuang also took a sip of wine and clapped a few times for the battle between Huayin and Long Shuwen.

The old man recalled Hanon's performance in this battle: "The last punch looked beautiful, but it was just using her superb physical abilities to speed up the relaxation and tightening. The essence of her technique hadn't changed. It was still an extremely clumsy attack and defense. If I were to give it a score, it would still be a failing grade, even if it were 59.9999. A failing grade is a failing grade... However, on the defensive end, she was actually able to complete the counter-shock while neutralizing the force. This is a technique that I can only imagine but cannot achieve! She mastered it in just one month. Her compatibility with neutralizing force is indeed very high!"

Guo Haihuang tilted his head, smiling as he muttered to himself, "Hmm, her defensive abilities still can't remain constant and adaptable, so she can only get an 80... But considering it's outside of the regular exam, let's say she solved an Olympiad math problem, hehehe~"

Author's note: The fourth update should be at 22 PM, or a little later, as I am indeed running out of energy.

Section 442, Chapter 436: Hanayama vs. Kanon, the opening!

Gang fights like the "BIG" Grand Prix naturally result in many injuries and fatalities. Since gangsters can't openly go to the hospital for treatment as a group, there are about a dozen doctors in special rooms deep inside the nightclub who are on standby to treat the gangsters' wounds.

"Sigh, another one has been carried down. What a tragedy... What kind of injury did this one suffer?" A female doctor with a cigarette in her mouth said impatiently, telling the staff to put the injured person on the hospital bed.

Actually, there was a TV in the room showing what had happened earlier, but there were just too many injured people brought in tonight. This doctor, who had no interest in fighting to begin with, didn't have time to watch the fights and kept complaining that the organizing committee's arrangements were too dangerous. Luckily, she was a skilled doctor, otherwise at least three or five of the patients would have died.

"Let me see... dislocated arm? No, multiple fractures too, this is terrible, was his arm broken off inch by inch? And internal organs too, there's internal bleeding, the injuries are so severe! Quick, give me a scalpel, I need to drain the blood..."

After struggling for a while, the female doctor finally finished treating the patient. Just as she put down her scalpel, the door was pushed open and a senior figure in the medical field walked in.

Looking at the patient the female doctor had just treated, the senior doctor sighed: "So Long Shuwen was sent to you. It seems his injuries are under control."

The female doctor raised an eyebrow: "What, you know him? Is he a celebrity?"

"Hehe, Long Shuwen is a renowned master in the Asian underworld, and one of the champion candidates in this competition. Over the years, I have dealt with so many underworld figures, and many of them were beaten by him. Thanks to him, I have a wealth of experience in treating combat injuries."

The female doctor, instead of showing admiration, scoffed, "Hmph, the champion candidate still lost, and he calls himself a master... So, the person who defeats him is the champion?"

"No, you can't say that. The guy who defeated Long Shuwen in the semifinals was a greenhorn named Hua Jin, a newcomer to the underworld, the first time I'd ever seen him. Although he's a dark horse and very strong, the one he'll face off against in the finals... have you seen Old Wang?"

"Old Wang" was a doctor in another group, highly skilled, even surpassing this female doctor. She shook her head: "No, what's wrong with Old Wang?"

"The patient Lao Wang treated before was a loser who was eliminated in another semi-final. His injuries... well, it's hard to describe. Lao Wang is still trying his best to save him."

"Wow! That's amazing!" The female doctor knew her colleague's skill level well; for him to sustain such injuries, it must be incredibly severe. "Who did this? This guy is so good, it makes me want to watch the match!"

“Flower, mountain, lavender,” the old doctor said, enunciating each word clearly.

Kaoru Hanayama has arrived.

After seeing Long Shuwen off, Huayin also deactivated her "Valkyrie Mode." To be honest, it had been a long time since she had used this mode for an extended period, and she felt a little tired... She didn't need to leave the arena; instead, she sat cross-legged in the arena to rest and wait for Huashan Xun to arrive.

These real men are full of perseverance. They fight regardless of location or time; they just start whenever they want! So there's no time to rest. One match ends and another begins. From the quarterfinals to the semifinals, and from the semifinals to the finals, they compete against each other in this human wall of people.

"Oh, look, Kaoru Hanayama is here!" someone shouted from the crowd, and everyone's attention turned to the backstage area—Hanayama's popularity in the underworld was no joke. It was believed that after winning the championship tonight, this already legendary underworld youth would go even further and become a legend.

Yes, most viewers firmly believe that Kaoru Hanayama will be the next champion.

Even though Hanon displayed an overwhelming advantage, defeating two formidable masters, Daimon Tohei and Ryu Shuwen, people still preferred Hanayama. He possessed an incredible charisma and truly deserved to be called a saint of the underworld. Moreover, in the two battles just now, Hanayama's crushing effect on his opponents was only stronger!

The stage was right outside the backstage area. Hua Shan stood there without rushing to enter. In his hand, instead of the small wine glass he always drank from, was a bottle of beer—the same model that everyone had been scrambling for during the preliminary rounds. The bottle, which was about the size of a forearm, looked like a small soda can in Hua Shan's hand, and he snapped it in two with a single blow from his enormous palm.

Then Huashan tilted his head back, drank the wine in one gulp, and smashed the bottle.

"Oh, oh, oh, young man, you have quite the presence!" Men Dubing, who was watching from backstage, praised him. As Hua Shan drank and walked towards "Hua Jin", Men Dubing suddenly felt a sense of "I'm getting old": "This time when I came back to the scene, the younger generation has already emerged. Perhaps my era has really passed."

Not only did Hanayama drink alcohol, but he also took off his jacket. In the previous two matches, especially the one against Cohen, his jacket was covered in scratches, but Hanayama still didn't take it off. Only now, with the final match approaching, did Hanayama Kaoru take off his jacket, exposing his upper body.

He has a large tattoo on his back, a man holding a bronze bell... It's a story called "The Wandering Swordsman," would you like to hear it?

Anyway, Kanon doesn't want to.

The copyright of "Xia Ke Xing" that Hua Yin has listened to will forever belong to Mr. Jin Yong. RIP.

Rather than listening to absurd and outlandish Japanese folk tales, Kanon prefers to focus on the challenges at hand.

She watched as Hanayama strode confidently toward her. Though not particularly tall, his massive frame was incredibly imposing. Judging from their performances in the previous two battles, Hanayama Kaoru's punching power might even surpass that of Wakatsuki, or perhaps the two were evenly matched. However, Hanayama lacked Wakatsuki's muscle density, resulting in exceptionally broad muscles and a thick, imposing physique. This sense of physical dominance was even greater than when he confronted Kono Haruo.

"Gulp..." Hana swallowed hard, she was indeed a little nervous.

Its striking power is comparable to or even surpasses that of the Wakatsuki Samurai... I really don't know if her defensive abilities can withstand it.

If you can't stop it, that one hit will end the game.

Hanon's defensive end strength is certainly passable; in fact, as Guo Haihuang put it, he could score 80 points and still manage to solve some advanced math problems. But the key question is, how many points does Hanayama Kaoru need to withstand her attacks? 60? 80? 100?

The host inquired about the condition of both participants, and seeing that they were both ready, he raised his arm and announced: "The final of the 'BIG' Grand Prix begins!"

Then, Kaoru Hanayama struck a strange pose.