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“That’s not what I meant.” Ruyue was always serious, and he spoke because he sensed something was wrong: “Did you notice? There’s a murderous aura outside.”

"Yes, indeed. It seems we're not the only ones causing trouble."

As Kisaragi was carrying the stick and about to walk outside, Mayumi noticed her and asked, "Kisaragi, where are you going?"

Kenji Kisaragi has a natural constitution problem; he gets so shy around women that he gets nosebleeds, especially since he has a crush on Mayumi Tatsuse, making it even easier for him to bleed when he gets close. Now, when Mayumi asks him a question, his nose starts to itch slightly again: "Ah... I just went out on patrol."

Mayumi, unsuspecting, asked, "Huh? You just had a fight with Rumi and you have a lot of nosebleeds. Can you walk?"

"I'm fine, you'd better stay with Kotaro, or with his mother and Tenkoji," Kisaragi warned. "And the other little girl too... um?"

Before he could assign the task to Hanon, Hanon had already come over and patted him on the shoulder: "You just had a nosebleed, so don't go out. I'll go on patrol for you."

Strange, she's clearly a great beauty, so why doesn't my nose bleed when she gets close to me?

But Ruyue quickly realized: "No, it's dangerous outside..."

"So, little comrade, you don't understand." Hanon also sensed the unsettling atmosphere outside. She had spent the whole morning running around with Kotaro and the others, and she wanted to get some exercise too.

Leaning close to Ruyue's ear, Huayin whispered, "I can tell you also practice Chinese martial arts. Do you know about the Martial Arts Province?"

Then, to Kisaragi's astonishment, Kanon formally introduced herself in terms of her professional title: "And I am Ye Haiwang, the newly recognized Martial Arts Province's Martial Arts King."

Author: Hikaru Yumahama—Many people probably can't say the name of this generation's Demon Fang right away, right? He really is just an ordinary-looking guy, generally vicious but relentlessly vicious...

Section 465, Chapter 459: The Valkyrie, capable of stopping the nighttime cries of hooligans.

As mentioned before, there are many sets of martial arts evaluation rules in the new world of China, and the martial artists of Ruyue's lineage are not included in the Sea Emperor-Sea King evaluation system. However, as the most recognized system, the title of "Sea King" for Hanon is still quite impressive. Ruyue was both surprised and impressed... well, mostly shocked, and it wasn't until long after Hanon left that she realized what was happening.

As for Kanon, after walking back to the surface from the abandoned underground cafeteria, she saw a group of newly arrived delinquents, about thirty or forty of them, gathered at the entrance, waiting for their leader's order to rush downstairs.

It was quite a large-scale operation.

"Boss, give the order!" The thugs, armed with various baseball bats, iron bars, and folding knives, were itching to get their hands on the weapons.

"Yes, give the order! Go down and wipe out those new upstarts, as well as those outdated legends like Kisaragi, Tenkoji, and Shindo Kotaro!"

"Whatever happens, we're all hanging around in District D just to cause some chaos."

"Ah, someone's coming up."

Soon, the delinquents also saw Hanon, whom they saw as a delicate and beautiful girl, who opened her mouth and yawned widely.

"That's it?"

The fight involving dozens of people was already quite a spectacle, but Hanon was someone who had seen it all. She had fought her way through a thousand-person melee with Suzuran and Hōsen, so these people were just a pile of dirt and worthless.

So Hanon was a little puzzled: "Although this group has a lot of momentum, could they have managed to create such a strong killing intent just now?"

Regardless of whether they could actually do it, Hana's appearance ignited the bestial instincts of these delinquents, overwhelming their reason. After exchanging glances for two seconds, one of the delinquents roared and pounced on Hana: "Woman!"

"How thirsty are you guys?" Kanon was mortified. She thought they could exchange some harsh words before the fight started... But it didn't matter. If these guys were in a manga, Kanon would wipe them out without even needing a second panel.

So the first person to rush up was sent flying a fraction of a second later.

The second person who rushed up was lying down a fraction of a second later.

Then, the swarming delinquents burst into a cacophony of screams and howls in less than three seconds.

Kanon has already achieved N kills and become a godlike!

In less than ten seconds, half of the dozens of delinquents had fallen. In war, if casualties reach 20%, an ordinary army will lose its fighting spirit and retreat, let alone a group of hooligans. Immediately, some of them threw down their weapons and ran away crying.

"My God! It's a monster!"

"What kind of woman is this? She's so fierce."

"Waaaaah, waaaaah..."

Faced with his men whose fighting spirit had waned, the leader of the delinquents displayed remarkable composure. He stood motionless, then pointed and said, "Our target is the underground cafeteria. Don't get entangled with her. A few of you hold her off, the rest of you charge down."

That's true, but firstly, it's hard to stop the delinquents from retreating, and secondly, with half of them down, there aren't enough people to delay Kanon.

"Don't worry, reinforcements have arrived."

As soon as he said that, sure enough, another group of delinquents swarmed around him.

The new thugs all wore headscarves with a swastika on them.

"卍、卍陀无? Aren't they our enemies? Why are they here to help us?"

"No one from the swastikas should go downstairs." The leader of the previous group of delinquents commanded, "The rest of you... *pfft*!"

Before she could finish speaking, Hanon's cosmic phantom rushed over at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. As a result, it suddenly burst out from the crowd, and the leader of the delinquents had no time to react.

After defeating him, Kanon immediately confronted the newly arrived Swastika Unorganized.

"Hey, you guys." Hanon, with her back to the group of thugs, spoke up: "Even though you're all just getting beaten up downstairs, you might as well go down now." Hanon's heart was pounding, and she even activated her "Valkyrie Mode"!

Do you really need to use "Valkyrie Mode" against a bunch of thugs?

Emmm, don't forget, this swastika was the first person Kanon fought after she transmigrated!

"Let me show you my progress over the past year or so."

Hanon rushed towards Wanduowu, and this time, her speed was almost imperceptible to the human eye.

Before the thugs could even react, they heard a series of "bangs" and "crashes." With each sound, one or two people either flew up or collapsed. A figure of light darted back and forth in the swastika-like formation. Not only were there no opponents who could withstand a single blow, but there was no one who could even make the young girl pause for a moment!

"It's a monster!" The previous group of delinquents panicked even more: "Should we go down or not?"

"I think we should just forget about it. The leader is down, and we've lost more than half of our companions. This monster... oh right, if we go downstairs we won't have to face this kind of monster!"

These words were like a wake-up call. The thugs realized what was happening and ran downstairs. But those who reacted quickly were just getting downstairs when everything went dark, and the girl stood gracefully in front of them.

"Ah! How did it happen so fast?" The thug who had been stopped turned around and saw that all forty or fifty of Wan Tuo Wu's men were lying on the ground. Most of them had been knocked unconscious, while a few were clutching their broken limbs and crying in pain, all of them in a daze. Bloodstains were everywhere on the ground, including the girl in front of him, who was covered in blood—not a single drop of it was her own; it was all splattered on by Wan Tuo Wu's delinquents.

...What else can we do but silently question the heavens?

One of the thugs, quite comically, waved his hand at Hanon, saying, "Stop! No need for you to do this, heroine, I'll handle it myself." With that, he raised his baseball bat and hit himself on the head, then obediently lay down.

"Hmm~" Hanon was quite pleased. Although this fight was a stomp on a weakling, it had thoroughly taught the previously struggling Wandaumu a lesson, and she had also warmed up her body. Now, she had even scared the delinquent boy into fainting. She felt a sense of accomplishment, like "stopping a child from crying at night." Not bad, not bad~

But things didn't end that simply.

Seeing that Kanon didn't give chase, the other delinquents followed suit and "restrained themselves." Just as the last delinquent fell to the ground, a black light suddenly shot out from behind his head, heading straight for Kanon.

"Oh!" Hanon was startled, but although she was relaxed, she reacted quickly, turning her head to avoid the "black light".

The thing smashed into the wall behind it with a "boom," leaving a dent. It was... an iron ball?

"Things are getting more and more interesting." Hanon squinted at the direction from which the projectile had come. A large figure was hidden in the woods, completely black, not because of shadows, but because the person was wearing a black... ninja outfit?

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, there are martial artists in this world who can live to be 150 years old and individuals whose personal fighting strength rivals that of entire nations. It's not surprising that ninjas still exist in society today," Hana added after seeing the fat ninja emerge from the shadows. "And he's a blue-eyed Western ninja at that..."

Author's Note: I sincerely apologize to everyone here. I did write about Yumihama's storyline in the previous chapter before, and I was dizzy! I've already revised it and deleted some content... Speaking of which, I've been staying home since today, but I started playing Assassin's Creed Odyssey, so I'm getting dizzy from playing it... Please forgive me, and I apologize again.

Also, barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll resume four updates tomorrow. If I get too addicted to the game, I'll let you know...

Section 466, Chapter 460: European and American Ninjas and High-Tech Ninja Tools

Ninjas are considered a national treasure of Japan, mostly appearing in legendary stories set in Japan. It seems like it would be a disservice to the audience if there weren't a few ninjas.

Now, even Kanon couldn't escape the trend and faced a ninja at Tsurumine Academy.

Interestingly, this ninja was actually a European or American.

"So the real mastermind has shown up?" Hanon raised an eyebrow. "You guys came here for Ms. Gong Rumi, right?"

The large, Western-style ninja opposite her nodded, confirming Hanon's question: "You're quite clever, little girl."

It's not that Kanon is particularly clever; it's just that after transmigrating, she lived a normal life in modern society. The only ninja stories she encountered were the ones Tenkoji and Kotaro mentioned this morning about the history of the Shindo family.

The fat ninja continued, "Your performance just now was truly impressive. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe that a woman could be so strong... But the mission is absolutely necessary; we still have a third and fourth wave of reinforcements!"

Sure enough, following the fat ninja's words, groups of local delinquents from Tsurumine Academy emerged from the woods, numbering over a hundred in the blink of an eye!

When did thugs become so obedient?

Hana looked around and found a blind spot: "Could it be the legendary hypnosis? The gang leaders all look dazed."

The world is wondrous, especially this new world after my time travel. Everything seems ordinary at first glance, but in reality, there are many things beyond imagination. Hypnosis, and not just the kind that puts you to sleep like counting sheep, but a true art of manipulating minds and making people obedient!

In fact, Kanon's time travel was a miraculous experience in itself, and after so much time, she has grown into one of the world's top powerhouses.

So who's afraid of who! Hanon re-established her fighting stance: "It doesn't matter, with me here, none of you can—" Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly leaped up, dodging a "black light" that attacked from behind.

The iron ball that the fat ninja threw earlier could actually come back?

Although the attack didn't hit Kanon, the unexpected move forced her to move aside from the doorway, and hundreds of delinquents, under their leader's command, rushed into the underground cafeteria.

"Hey, why are you guys in such a hurry..." Hanon's polite words fell flat before she could finish, which was really embarrassing. But then the "black light" came again, and the fat ninja threw the iron ball again: "Let's play, little girl."

This time, however, Kanon was quite annoyed: "So annoying! He's just someone who plays with a metal yo-yo, and he dares to be so arrogant!"

Indestructible! Broken!

Raising her arm to meet the iron ball head-on, the immense force sent Kanon staggering back several steps. But her indestructible defense was undeniable; the mere iron ball did not inflict any damage whatsoever.

"Ah, that's truly remarkable," the fat ninja praised. "You're the first person I've ever seen who took a direct hit and didn't fall."

"But there's a second chance~" That iron ball really was like a yo-yo, connected by an extremely strong transparent thread, capable of performing countless tricks, and was known as the "Ten Thousand Death Ball". After being blocked by Hanon, it bounced back to the fat ninja's hand at an even faster speed, and then attacked again at twice the speed.

This time, the iron ball gained even greater acceleration, approaching the limit of Kanon's, or rather, the normal reaction limit of a human. Kanon barely turned her head to avoid it: "Troublesome thing."

She then dodged the returning iron ball, completely avoiding the attack.

The fat ninja retrieved the iron ball and praised again, "You're very clever. You didn't try to cut the connecting lines of the Ten Thousand Death Ball. These threads are made of NASA's special space rubber material. Normally, they're less than five centimeters long, yet they can make a five-kilogram iron ball fly twenty meters and then pull it back. Their elasticity is unparalleled. Any attempt to cut it with a sword is just asking for trouble."

The guy's smugness was palpable even through his mask; it was both infuriating and hilarious.

Western ninjas, equipped with high technology, sound pretty formidable, but if they can't even handle this kind of guy, then Hanon's year of martial arts training has been for nothing.

"Weapons are not such inconvenient things." Shrugging, Hanon saw many iron bars and baseball bats dropped by delinquents on the ground... but she didn't pick them up: "To deal with you, bare hands are enough."