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"...Forget it." Hanada glanced at Kato, unable to bear to crush his friend's confidence with reality. His strength was similar to Kato's, and they might be evenly matched in a fight, but against Joaquin, he couldn't even withstand a single blow!

So Hanada changed the subject: "You just need to play your own game well. There are more than just one or two strong players in this tournament."

"Indeed..." This turn of events was quite clever; the two of them really did "talk about something else."

Kato pointed to the people in the corner: "Look there, look there, isn't that the Grand Grandmaster Kinryuzan of the Sumo Association? Even a Sumo Grandmaster participates in no-rules fighting."

Hanada chimed in, "Yes, it's quite surprising. I've heard that for many years, Kinryuzan and the other two Yokozuna, Ryuozan and Koozan, have been locked in a fierce rivalry, with neither able to subdue the other. They are also considered the undisputed number one in the sumo world. Is he really in such a hurry to prove the level of sumo in free fighting?"

Kato then pointed to the side: "Look here, look here! Isn't that the American heavyweight champion Tyson? Last year, the unified heavyweight champion Gaolang Unsavardo was suddenly seriously injured, his right fist was almost ruined, and he has been recuperating since then. Rookie Tyson took the championship title that Gaolang lost, and his momentum was incredibly strong. Now everyone says that he is even better than Gaolang and is the strongest champion in history."

“I’ve heard about this too. It’s rumored that Gaolang had a clandestine boxing match in private.”

"Sigh, the underworld has its own charm, otherwise I wouldn't have left my master's school for it back then." Kato sighed softly. He was indeed a disciple of Shinshin-ryu Karate, but he had rebelled in the past. He left the dojo because he hated the routines and rules of orthodox martial arts and threw himself into underground boxing and street fighting until he matured a bit and was called back by his master, Goji Doppo.

Hanada could only comfort his friend, saying, "Many strong people from the underworld will also be participating in this tournament! The 'real' one who defeated me, the fighting genius Hanayama Kaoru, and Shiba Chiharu, who is known as the strongest biker gang member, and so on."

"That being said, there are still more orthodox fighters." Kato pointed to several: "My mentor, the 'God of War' Doppo; and the equally respected 'Saint of War' Shibukawa Goki; your master, Motobu Izo; the new king of judo, Hatanaka Kohei; wrestling masters... cough cough." Several wrestling masters were participating in this tournament, including Taizan Touyu, who had brutally defeated Hanada four years ago, so Kato kept quiet to save face for his friend.

Hanada shrugged nonchalantly: "It really is a high-level competition. The composition of the warriors is quite diverse. Look, there's also Dr. Kouhou, the monk Misaki, and that... uh, what should I call him? Retsu Kaioh from China! Old Master Tokugawa really managed to gather talents from all over the world! Damn it... I had calmed down after chatting with you for a bit, and now I really regret not being able to participate."

As the two finished talking, Kato pointed to the door, where someone had just walked in: "The one I can never forget is him—Baki."

Yes, the person entering the room now is none other than Baki Hanma, the champion fighter of this underground fighting arena, a young man who is only seventeen years old but has inherited the so-called "strongest bloodline".

Despite his small stature, Baki possesses immense power within his small body. The guy who can dominate this arena is no ordinary person.

Today, Baki was accompanied by a girl in a sailor uniform. Given Baki's uniform, the two are probably classmates.

"Baki actually brought a female companion to the event." Kato and Hanada both knew Baki, so naturally, they couldn't resist teasing him: "Is this what you call kingly demeanor?"

"Look at that girl's terrified expression, she seems to have no idea what kind of world she's entered, hahaha, interesting, interesting, this girl is so cute!"

Are all the players here now?

No!

There's still at least one person missing.

The gate slowly opened, and all the contestants focused their attention on the last warrior to enter—a punk teenager with an afro, tattoos all over his body, and wearing a leather jacket and jeans.

Emmm, this kind of image would definitely be scary on the street, but in a hall full of strong opponents and strange people, it doesn't seem very imposing.

Without a doubt, that was Kanon, followed by her lover Mieko, her ambiguous boyfriend Garuda, and her personal secretary Hitomi Mishima.

"Hey, Kato-kun, didn't you want to know who the 'real expert' who replaced me is?" Hanada was probably the only person in the hall who truly understood Joaquin's strength. He gestured towards that side and said, "It's him."

"Damn it!" Kato immediately shouted angrily, "He really is a super evil guy!"

Kato's look of deep disgust startled Hanada: "What do you mean?"

"Baki bringing one girl is already pretty arrogant, but he dares to bring three!"

Author's Note: We've entered the conference proceedings, so please take your time browsing~ I'll try to update four times a day.

Section 494, Chapter 488: The Light of Civilization, Making Friends Through Martial Arts

Joaquin, with three girls by himself, was indeed eye-catching, but not all martial artists were as startled as Kato and Hanada. Most people glanced at him and then ignored him.

"Guys with this kind of appearance are often just bluffing." People are prejudiced, and some martial artists had this thought in their minds.

Regardless of what everyone thinks or does, at least for now they are all fighters waiting to enter. So, with the last fighter in place, the entrance ceremony will... cough, wait a little longer.

Well, Kanon isn't the queen of lateness. She arrived a few minutes early, not right on time. So when she entered, there was still some time before the contestants went on stage.

"Squeak—" The hall door opened again, and more people arrived.

"Another contestant?" Everyone turned their attention to the doorway, where a tall and muscular Western man walked in, exuding an imposing aura; he was clearly a master.

"He's strong!" "Worth a fight!" "Looks like a troublesome guy, hopefully we won't be in the same group..."

Everyone had different thoughts, but although this person was a powerful fighter, he was not one of the martial artists participating in this competition.

"Ha, Adam~" Kanon and Mihoyo went over. The person who came was their friend, Adam Dadoli. He was just here tonight to cheer up his friend.

Adam glanced at Hanon. Although he had already greeted her and knew that Hanon was dressed up, he was still shocked when he actually saw "Joaquin" in his costume: "Wow, your outfit... it's hard to describe."

Adam's visit wasn't solely for Kanon. In the past month or two, he had begun studying Aikido under the tutelage of the elderly Mr. Shibukawa Goki, who was also one of the contestants performing tonight. Adam's support was doubled.

"Oh, Adam, you've arrived~" Mr. Shibukawa strolled over and glanced at Hanon: "Girl, why are you dressed like this?"

Oh? Shibukawa Goki knows that "Jokin" is Kanon? Adam said so?

All eyes turned to Adam, who, feeling a loss of trust, quickly waved his hands: "It wasn't me, I didn't."

"Hehehe, so you really are Ye Huayin." Shechuan smiled: "It's not Adam who said it. I'm an old man who has seen many people and has practiced martial arts for many years. I understand human anatomy, so I can recognize people by their breathing and body shape."

"I see," Hanon nodded. She hadn't considered that. Otherwise, changing her posture, breathing, and muscle distribution wouldn't have been difficult for her.

Well, it doesn't matter if he gets recognized. Shibukawa Goki won't go around telling everyone. Doesn't he care about his reputation?

"Hehe, my previous exchange with Miss Ye was quite interesting. Let's see if we can have another spar at this year's tournament." Shibukawa Takeki extended his hand with great poise... but need I say more about how terrifying his handshake was? That's Shibukawa Takeki, the supreme master of Aikido!

However, Kanon simply extended her hand and shook hands with Shibukawa, her smile throughout making everyone feel warm and fuzzy... as it should be. But with that fake tattoo and graffiti on her "Joaquin" face, Kanon's smile actually looked uglier than a cry.

Shibukawa Takeki was shocked and stood there dumbfounded until Kanon and the others had walked a long way before he came to his senses.

The experienced old man, Shibukawa, was not impressed by Kanon's appearance. He was impressed because he had just used seventy or eighty percent of his power in the Aikido technique and wanted to shake hands with Kanon again on the spot.

But... "She grabbed me without any preparation, and my aikido had no effect whatsoever."

This level of control over power has far exceeded Shibukawa's expectations. Just last time they met, Kanon had to rely on brute force to keep up.

Shibukawa withdrew his hand and scratched his head: "Hahaha, she's grown so fast. The last time we met was at Christmas, right? It's only been four months, and she's improved so much. It looks like it'll be a tough battle if we really meet her in tonight's match."

After all, Hanon has only been practicing martial arts for a year and a half at most. Four months is enough time for her to grow a lot...

At this moment, the martial artists exchanging ideas in the hall were not limited to Kanon and Shibukawa. For example, the tallest giant in the room mocked Baki and Taizan Touyu, who were reminiscing. Shiba Chiharu looked at Hanayama Kaoru from afar, his expression a mixture of excitement and awkwardness, wanting to approach his idol but afraid of disturbing him. Retsu Kaioh was provoked by an American wrestler's actions and was about to declare that he would "make him understand the power of four thousand years of Chinese martial arts," but the wrestler could only understand English and shook his head and left. Just as Retsu Kaioh was about to chase after him, he was provoked by a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu practitioner's shrug, so he turned around and "taught that person the power of four thousand years of Chinese martial arts"... Cough cough, Retsu really had a tough time.

Everyone who comes here has their own story, or rather, everyone in the world has a rich and wonderful life story. Past experiences have shaped different ways of thinking, perspectives, and bodies, which collide and shine in new exchanges, creating human civilization. The so-called "making friends through martial arts" is just like that.

"I'm really looking forward to it." As the start time drew closer, Hanon became more and more excited: "Everyone in the hall is so talented, and they all speak so well. I love this match so much~ I wonder what kind of opponent I'll be matched with later."

"All contestants, please prepare to enter the arena." A staff member came over to greet them and then pushed open the door leading to the arena.

The first person to appear is... Tokugawa Mitsunari!

Of course, it was him. As the owner of the arena, Tokugawa's reputation was extremely high. All the spectators here were invited by him, and most of them were regulars who had a very close relationship with Tokugawa. When Tokugawa appeared, everyone knew that the match was about to begin, and the atmosphere immediately reached its peak.

"Tokugawa!" "Mitsunari-nii! Keep it up!" "Zang Jingren! Zang Jingren!" "Grandpa! You're amazing!"

Ignoring the shouts of the crowd, Tokugawa grabbed the microphone, cleared his throat, and roared, "Hey—you guys! Do you want to see the strongest man in the world?"

"Awooo—" The audience's shouts proved everything.

"Me too, me too—" That sentence was the outburst of Tokugawa's long-cherished wish, and he immediately became teary-eyed: "Everyone wants to! So I don't need to say more about what tonight's match is for... Contestants, enter! All contestants, begin to enter!"

Boom! The atmosphere in the arena reached its peak for the umpteenth time. It had been at its highest point for a long time, yet it kept breaking through. The power of the fans is truly boundless.

"What a clever old fox." In the hall, the contestants were all gathered at the entrance. Kanon stood in the middle to back of the line. Because they were acquaintances, she subconsciously moved next to Kaoru Hanayama and Kaiou Retsu. However, Retsu didn't know that this punk boy was Kanon, and his gaze was even a little disdainful.

Hanon didn't say anything, but chatted with Hanayama: "The statement 'the strongest man' is really a bit inaccurate." Her implication was that the strongest person could also be herself, but Retsukai-oh overheard it and interpreted it differently.

“You’re right,” said Lie Haiwang. “Without a doubt, the strongest man is Guo Haihuang, the strongest martial artist in China’s four thousand years of history. I’m not here to compete for that title, but to correct these frogs in a well.”

“Lie…” Hana said speechlessly: “If you keep doing this, you’ll lose a lot of friends.”

"Hmm?" Retsukai was taken aback; the tone sounded familiar.

But before he could savor the moment, Tokugawa's introduction had already mentioned him, so Retsukai had no choice but to clear his mind and stride out.

Section 495, Chapter 489: A Real Man, a True Hero, Ye Huayin...

"A deadly weapon capable of tearing apart a tiger with bare hands, its martial arts honed to perfection, has been resurrected! The God of War! Yudi Dubu has made his appearance!"

"Mixed martial arts were perfected by me! Fumiyuki Inashiro, the grandmaster of Japanese martial arts!"

"My signature moves are grappling and the wheel wrestling! Olympic amateur wrestling champion – Ron Harlan!"

……

The emcee introduced each participant in the tournament, and these introductions were quite interesting. They were reportedly written by Tokugawa Mitsunari himself, each sentence or two summarizing the warrior's past and unique characteristics. It must be said, Tokugawa Mitsunari was truly a talent, very adept at creating a lively atmosphere, almost on par with the emcee and commentator, Ms. Kasaka, during the elimination rounds!

However, some of these descriptions are just filler. For example, a guy named Jack Vanma says, "He came to participate in the competition because he wanted to fight. All his information is unknown. He is a street fighter from Canada..." Hey, he's just trying to get away with it!

There was another giant who had been very arrogant in the hall and had a falling out with the champion, Baki Hanma. His introduction was simply, "He's amazing, no need for further explanation." Then the emcee announced his physical stats: 2.4 meters tall and 310 kilograms. Okay, job done.

These guys really make Kanon want to complain!

Of course, there were also some familiar faces among the contestants, such as Kaoru Hanayama, Kaioh Retsu, and Goki Shibukawa. Hana also saw Izou Honbu—there were too many people in the hall earlier, and Honbu had been talking to Baki, so Hana hadn't noticed him. Now that she saw him, Honbu had already entered the arena. His introduction was, "How much can judo be applied to actual combat?"

Although it was brief, Kanon was quite curious. When they first met, the headquarters had boasted about their "super practical skills" in front of Kanon. Maybe she could see it at this conference.

Hanon was one of the contestants who appeared in the middle to later part of the competition. The staff in the lobby waved to guide her into the arena, so Hanon tidied up her "makeup" one last time and stepped into the arena after confirming that everything was in order.

At the same time, the narration came through: "A rising superstar in the underworld, the most manly real man in the world, a true hero! Please welcome Joaquin from China's Yonex!"

With a slip of her foot, even someone as strong as Hana almost fell flat on her face due to shock.

A real man, a hero... are you sure?

"Oh, life, you always manage to come up with something new."

Standing on the field, Hana held her forehead with her hand. At that moment, she felt that she was not fighting alone. The aura of the ancient gods, Brother Chun and Brother Zeng, had possessed her, making her blood boil and her heart surge. She felt full of energy, as if she could ride a horse on her arm and shatter stones with her chest...

"Hmm? Why is Brother Huashan trembling?" Shiba Chiharu had been paying attention to his idol's movements and noticed that Huashan Kaoru's body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring something.

“Wow, I see…” Chai Qianchun recalled the rumors he had heard recently: “It is said that this Joaquin defeated Brother Hanayama in the ‘BIG’ Grand Prix. Could it be that Brother Hanayama was… afraid? No, I absolutely refuse to believe it! How could someone like Hanayama Kaoru be afraid?”

Hua Shan wasn't afraid; he was suppressing a laugh. As one of the very few who knew the true face of "Hua Jin," that delicate little girl, though very strong, was still considered a "real man"...

"Hahahaha!" Compared to the restrained Hanayama Kaoru, Shibukawa Takeki, who had already lined up, couldn't control his emotions at all. The old man was laughing happily in the line.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Teacher Shechuan?" someone next to him asked. His name was Hao Hongye, the divine doctor whom Yingchu also praised highly, and also an extremely outstanding martial artist. Moreover, not only was he participating in this tournament, but his younger brother Hao Angsheng had also come. The two brothers might just put on a fierce battle.