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

"Yes, she is my sister's daughter, Kanon, and the future heir of our Takakaze family." Kirito knew that his behavior just now was too "domestic," just like an ordinary family's overly concerned parents. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, "Sigh, you don't know the gratitude you owe your parents until you raise a child. Having a child at home brings both joy and worry."

“There’s a Chinese saying that concern leads to confusion. My old friend, didn’t you realize that?” Kuroki’s eyes gleamed. “You don’t need to worry about your niece. She’s already quite a remarkable martial artist.”

Uncle Kuroki has finally made his appearance! Of course, there's a lot of story about Uncle Kuroki, but we'll save that for later. Recently, the author will be adding more interactions between Kanon and Kengan.

Also, nobody expected the actors to appear here, right? (laughs)

There will be another chapter later, so please add it to your favorites and recommend it!

Chapter 42, Section 42: The Money-Spending Young Master Instantly Kills the Young Lady

Kanon had no idea what Kirito Takakaze and Gensai Kuroki talked about afterward. The intense battles and travel of the past few days had left her exhausted, and she didn't think that if she could see Kuroki's strength, then Kuroki must have also noticed that Kanon was no ordinary person. She simply went back to her room and had a good sleep.

When Kanon woke up the next day, it was already noon. She suddenly remembered that today was the final day of the Tsurumine Academy Judo Tournament...

"It's too late, I don't even know if the competition will be over by the time I get there..." Hanon called her family's driver and sped off to Tsurumine Academy. Before leaving, she grabbed a piece of bread from the old butler to fill her stomach. To be honest, although Hanon hadn't enrolled in school since transmigrating, she was now acting like a female student who was late for school.

Sure enough, it was already afternoon when I arrived at Tsurumine Academy, and the Extreme Flow competition was already in full swing.

"Oh, it's Kanon, you're here~" Watase Mayumi had just won the vanguard battle. Her opponent seemed to be a perverted woman who came from a wrestling background. However, after being trained by the red belt grandma, Mayumi's grappling skills improved rapidly and she had considerable strength. She fought her way through the rounds and actually became the most stable scorer in the extreme style. Although her opponent in this match was strong, she was eventually defeated.

The match currently underway is between Kumi Mifune and Rumiko Misugi, a rising star versus a reigning queen, which can be considered the source of the grudges behind this tournament. The two are evenly matched and are locked in a fierce battle.

Oh, right, Grandma Mifune is here too. She's wearing a mask and sitting on the field as the referee.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!" Hanon apologized hastily. She regretted missing the match between the Kyokugenryu and the 13 Judo Clubs. Although she knew that the 1st Judo Club in the finals was Kyokugenryu's real "arch-rival," Hanon was still more familiar with the 13 Judo Clubs. As a result, she arrived to find that the match was already over, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hmph, those guys from the Judo Club No. 13 are no match for me." Speaking of this, Hyakutaro became smug: "I also won easily."

"And you're one to talk! What kind of rubbish was your performance today?" Shindo Kotaro never missed an opportunity to mock Go Hyakutaro: "In the quarterfinals against the Imperial Judo Club, you were completely fooled by a pretentious actor, wasting so much time. In the semifinals against the Thirteen Judo Club, because you bought a pirated judo textbook, you turned a proper punch into a punch kick, almost killing your opponent. Now it's the finals, don't mess up again."

"You don't need to tell me, you bastard!"

Since Kotaro started his usual taunts, Hyakutaro naturally had to retort as usual: "We had already won four games in a row in the quarterfinals, but you insisted on agreeing to some one-game-decides-all thing. If Sanshiro hadn't won, you would have lost your dojo land long ago! As for the match against the 13 Judo Club, didn't you have a lot of fun?"

The two got into an endless argument, so Kanon ignored them and went to find Mayumi to find out what was going on.

It turns out that during the quarterfinals, the Extreme Style faced off against the Imperial Judo Club. Their captain, Teishin Kurō, was also from a wealthy family. His family owned one of the top computer manufacturers in Japan. Teishin Kurō himself was a national champion-level judo master, and his teammates were all national champions of various levels, making them extremely strong.

However, despite their eccentric personalities and the fact that several members of the Extreme Style group were judo novices, they were all formidable fighters. They won four consecutive matches, securing their advancement to the Grandmaster Tournament regardless of the outcome. At this point, Teishin Kurō resorted to the ultimate tactic of a wealthy young man—bribery—buying everyone's way out!

This guy is outrageous! He brought in several helicopters and dropped cash from the sky, spending all his "pocket money" from the past few years. He just wanted everyone from the referees to the audience to the extreme faction to agree that he could advance if he could win a one-against-five match. Kotaro's response to this was... Why bother with a series of matches? Let's just decide the winner in one battle!

"What an outrageous way to throw money around..." Hanon was speechless. It seemed that Teishin Kuro's family was not as rich as Takakaze's family. Could she afford to use this trick herself? No, no, no, just thinking about it made her feel that this kind of money-throwing behavior was really throwing money around.

Of course, the final result was a close call. Sanshiro, who had used the Extreme Flow Battle technique, lived up to expectations and once again used the Mountain Storm technique to end the battle.

Next, the Extreme Style encountered their old rivals, the Thirteen Judo Club, in the semi-finals. On one side was the unruly fighting judo, and on the other side were skilled fighters who adapted to the situation. The fight was quite interesting. Moreover, the fat guy Daigo, whom they had met before, had learned a move called Tengu Throw and claimed to be comparable to Yama Arashi. He also had a peak battle with Sanshiro. In the end, the Extreme Style emerged victorious.

"By the way, what about Haruki, the guy I beat up last time?" Kanon asked curiously. Wasn't Haruki supposed to have joined the Extreme Style?

"Oh, Haruki, we won the Grandmaster match against the Thirteen Judo Club thanks to him. But after the victory, he decided to reconcile with his father and return to the Thirteen Judo Club."

Well, it seems that these kinds of exciting competitive events can always help people get rid of confusion and find a new direction in life.

"So, where will my life lead in the future?" Hana asked, feeling lost.

Hanon is truly confused and unconscious.

After a while, Kanon regained consciousness: "Huh, what happened to me?" She saw Mayumi in front of her, but Mayumi had two wads of cotton stuffed in her nose, and she had just stuffed Kanon's nose as well.

"I've passed out? What happened?" With Hanon's current skills, who could take her down silently? Hanon frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

Scanning the entire arena, aside from Kotaro, Mayumi, himself, and several athletes from the opposing First Judo Club, everyone else was in the same state: unconscious.

Kumi, who was on the field, was also stunned: "Ah, could it be that the captain stuffed cotton up my nose in the first place for this reason?"

Kumi picked her nose, pulled out a wad of cotton, and immediately felt like her head was about to explode: "Ughhhhh, this smell?"

Kotaro nodded: "That's right, Rumiko Misugi is the only girl in this school whose underwear I can't have, because... when she sweats, she gives off a very strong body odor..."

“Misaka, you…” Hanon was very smart and immediately understood the cause and effect, and why Misaka was called the Queen of Instant Kill.

"Shut up!" Misaki and Kanon had a slight relationship, but now that Kanon had discovered her secret, she naturally felt ashamed and angry: "It's been like this since I was little. No matter how strong I am, the guys I beat will always say that they lost because of my body odor. That's why I kept training until I could defeat my opponents without breaking a sweat! Kanon, if you want to spread my secret among the rich girls, go ahead, I won't stop you!"

"Misugi, don't worry! There's still plenty of time, defeat your opponent!" At this moment, a voice cheering for Misugi came from the other side. It was Iga Natsuhiko, the captain of the First Judo Club. He was also the only person in the entire arena who was unharmed despite not having his nose blocked.

"Yes!" Meishan was greatly encouraged and got into a fighting stance, ready to fight Kumi again.

"Tch, what's the point of gossiping about your body odor~" Having just been choked by Misaki, Hanon narrowed her eyes, ready to get back at her: "Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to gossip about your scandal with this Iga commander?"

Iga Natsuhiko is olfactory idiot, and now we know why Misugi likes him.

This is the third update. The Tsuramine Academy storyline is a relatively niche manga, and this part is almost over...

Also, "scattering (paper money)" is a sensitive word, so I had to modify it. You all understand.

Section 43, Chapter 43: Passion is what youth is all about!

"Gossiping about my relationship with Nian-gege... I never expected you to be like this, Kanon." After being teased by Kanon, Misuzu Rumiko couldn't help but blush.

As a result, Misaki's originally menacing aura subsided, and the judo tournament gradually regained its relaxed and carefree atmosphere.

Of course, the gradually waking-up audience still had to hold their noses and watch the game, because Mei Shan's body odor was truly something else.

Misugi and Kumi returned to their positions on the field. Before continuing the match, Kumi asked a question: "Misugi-senpai, have you never thought about giving up judo?"

"Give up judo?" Misaki's previously embarrassed and angry expression softened into a slight smile: "Why would I give up something so wonderful?"

After all, it's a passionate competition and a passionate youth, so of course it needs passionate speeches from young girls to match!

Inspired by Misaki, Kumi immediately dug the cotton out of her nose: "Okay, since that's the case, I can't keep stuffing cotton in my nose anymore."

"What, are you trying to make excuses for failure too?"

"No!" Kumi responded with equal fervor: "Senior, that's just sweat from judo, how can you use that as an excuse?"

“Shorty... Alright, I accept your challenge.”

This time, whether it was Misaki or Kumi, whether it was the young lady who was known as the queen of instant kills or the super rookie from a judo family, they all performed with sincerity and gave their all.

"She took off her nose plug?" Kotaro in the audience was taken aback. "Could the stench have lessened?" So Kotaro also tried to remove his nose plug, and then—Boom! Ah, it felt like his brain exploded.

"Wow, isn't she afraid of the stench?!" Kotaro exclaimed.

Hanon, however, saw something in it: "It's focus. Respect for Misaki and the desire for victory have put Kumi in a state of intense focus. She's no longer thinking about anything outside of judo."

Kotaro nodded. As a seasoned martial arts expert, he had also experienced many similar moments: "This match will be decided very soon."

Indeed, the battle between Misaki and Kumi was very intense. After exchanging blows, Kumi always had a slight advantage, using her family's secret technique, Utsuro, to throw Misaki to the ground first.

Although Misaki was able to adjust her posture in mid-air, changing from landing on her back to landing face down, and thus not being completely defeated, she had previously been awarded a half-win. With both half-wins combined, she was still declared the loser by the referee.

"Waaah..." Realizing her defeat, Meishan's mood sank to the bottom: "The new dojo, the sweet training with Brother Nian, and what followed... Waaah, it's all gone."

But Iga helped Misugi up: "You did your best, Misugi. Although you lost, your love for judo is second to none."

"...Oh ho ho ho, of course! Shorty, you're a million years too early to be smug about a single victory that happened out of a million matches!"

Having received the affirmation of her beloved, Rumiko Misugi is resurrected.

"Never give up, that's the Misugi I love..." Iga didn't say those words, but the distance between him and Misugi had indeed narrowed.

The Extreme Style won the first two matches, and the third match was between Saigo Sanshiro and Tako, the vice-captain of the First Judo Club.

Kanon and Taku didn't know each other well, only that although the bald man looked fierce, he was actually a rather gentle guy. She thought Sanshiro would use his Mountain Breeze technique again to win, but...

"It's been blocked!" the commentator exclaimed in surprise. "The invincible Mountain Breeze technique that has been unstoppable in this tournament has actually been blocked!"

The entire audience was shocked, even Kanon was surprised, never expecting that the unassuming Duogu was actually such a powerful guy.

"Hey, Dogu has been sparring with Iga for three years!" Kotaro's gaze passed over Dogu and went straight to Iga Nobuhiko. Although Kanon hadn't been involved the whole time, she knew that Kotaro had sparred with this Iga captain once before and lost. He was participating in the judo tournament for "revenge," and the two had a bond.

Sanshiro ultimately failed to defeat Tago, but he also didn't lose; the third match ended in a draw.

"Hahaha, Sanshiro, you played a great match!" The draw made Hyakutaro very happy: "This way, I can decide the winner in this match directly. Leave this responsibility to me, hahaha."

Hyakutaro, brimming with energy, declared: "Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, so let me end this tournament with unparalleled bravery!"

Ran goose ...

"Oh no, he used too much force!"

In less than a second, because of his excessive force, the female judoka from the First Judo Club simply pushed him down in the direction of his force.

"Match over, First Judo Club wins!" "Wow, a new queen of instant kills has been born!" "It was so fast, both sides were stunned." "How lame..."

The commentator exclaimed, "Ah, Hyakutaro has entered an out-of-body state!"

After losing the fight, Hyakutaro fell into the lowest point of his life, and he lost his soul.

At this moment, Kotaro, who had been playing tricks on him, stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Go Hyakutaro. Everything is going according to plan. I can fight the final battle to win."

Kanon knew that the Extreme Stream did not have such an arrangement, and Kotaro actually kindly helped Hyakutaro out of the predicament.

"Shindo, you... thank you, sob sob." Hyakutaro was also very moved.

"It's nothing. It's normal for a loser to lose. It's exactly what I planned."

"...You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The extreme flow was noisy again, but this was their daily routine. In this relaxed atmosphere, Kanon could tell that Kotaro was ready for battle.

Meanwhile, at the First Judo Club, Misaki, having just finished showering, rushed over to cheer on Iga: "Brother Nian, as long as we knock him down, the new dojo will be ours!"

“No problem!” Iga also abandoned his usual easygoing demeanor and showed excellent form: “Please, Misugi, prepare to build the best dojo!”

"Hey, have you gotten your character wrong?" Kotaro also entered the arena. In the Tsurumine Academy Judo Tournament, a pair of opponents who had formed a bond were about to determine the winner through judo.

"Game start!"

Kotaro launched the first attack. This guy is a karate expert with agile movements, and he was just like always on the field, jumping around and hardly using any judo moves.