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Kaoru Hanayama was indeed impressive. The atmosphere outside became even more heated as soon as he entered the arena. Although he was not familiar with martial arts and fought purely based on his talent and momentum, Kaoru Hanayama's strength and popularity were extremely high.

As for his opponent, Inashiro Fuminobu, his entrance was much quieter—even though he was the more recognized martial artist in the real world.

The martial art used by Fuminobu Inashiro is "Japanese boxing".

Do you remember the "My Style Sumo" created by Oni-Ohyama-sensei? To put it simply, "Japanese martial arts" originated from something similar. It absorbed the essence of ancient Japanese martial arts and was open to incorporating the spirit of modern free fighting. By drawing on the strengths of various schools, it gradually grew into a distinct style over decades and became one of the orthodox martial arts techniques that has gained widespread acceptance.

The current "Japanese martial arts" are still somewhat complex and lack distinctive features because it is still in its developmental stage and needs many successors to contribute to its development, as well as the emergence of exceptional geniuses to carry it forward... Currently, it seems that such a person is Fuminobu Inashiro.

When Inashiro Fuminobu faced Hanayama Kaoru, after the referee finished explaining the rules and signaled for both sides to take their positions and begin fighting, he suddenly pulled out a mask from behind his back.

That's protective gear from "Japanese boxing," used during practice and competition to protect the body.

Daocheng handed it over: "Please put on this mask. Don't feel embarrassed; it's for your own good."

What a provocation! A blatant provocation.

"Oh, Inagi Fumiyuki, this guy knows a lot~" The atmosphere in the audience rose to another level, and Inagi's popularity also increased significantly.

However, those who had already stood in the entrance passage to watch the match, including Kanon, Baki, and Kizaki, could only manage a wry smile.

“That guy will definitely get beaten to death by the boss.” Kizaki shook his head: “He was a good guy, how did he go crazy and dare to provoke the boss?”

Sure enough, after taking the mask, Huashan immediately crumpled it into a ball. With his enormous grip, comparable to that of a stamping machine, the mask, originally the size of a human head, became like a baseball.

Inashiro Fuminobu remained expressionless in response.

After throwing the "baseball" back to the opponent, Huashan reached into his suit and pulled out a short knife, the hilt facing Inashiro, and handed it over.

"Huh? This is..." In the stands, the commentators and audience were not surprised that Huashan would carry a knife, after all, he was a gangster! Everyone held their breath, waiting to see Daocheng's response, and Daocheng Wenzhixin did not disappoint them.

Daocheng drew his short sword, threw it on the ground, then knelt down and punched the blade. With a crisp "clang," like the sound of metal colliding with metal, the short sword broke in two.

Kaoru Hanayama did not respond.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then silently walked back to their respective places. Daocheng stretched his body as he walked, while Huashan took off his suit jacket as he walked. The competition was about to begin.

The match began, and it ended quickly, just like every match so far—exhilarating, both painful and exhilarating.

No, it was even a bit too "painful".

Inashiro Fuminobu launched the first attack. His boxing skills were indeed quite exquisite. Hanayama, who did not know how to counter, could not stop him at all and was immediately beaten until his nose was bleeding. However, the underworld is all about fighting each other! A few punches and kicks only fueled Hanayama's fighting spirit, and his heavy punches followed.

Daocheng raised his leg and stepped on Huashan's fist, using the force to leap backward and avoid the attack... or so it seemed.

No, Huashan's heavy punch still injured him. Even in the theoretically safe area, the enormous force broke through his defenses—Daocheng's leg was broken.

Daocheng, who had fallen to the ground, could only face Huashan's relentless punches. This time, he didn't even have a chance to use the momentum to jump away.

"Ugh! How bloody!" Hanon closed her eyes. But before she closed them, she saw Inashiro Fuminobu's arms, which he had crossed in front of his chest to defend himself, broken, with bones protruding from the flesh—it was like a scene from a horror movie!

Even more terrifying, he still couldn't defend against Huashan's attack. The force of the punch pierced through Daocheng's arms and seeped into his body, specifically his spine.

Daocheng's spine was fractured by the earthquake!

This is not only terrible, but also deadly.

Originally, there was still a chance to save Inagi Fumihiko, if he had just admitted defeat immediately... but he wouldn't admit defeat.

Although not a top-tier expert, ordinary martial artists still possess their own dignity and fighting spirit. Despite being severely injured, Inashiro Fuminobu still managed to leap up and climb onto Hanayama Kaoru's arm, forming a cross armbar.

Daocheng's technique was enough to overwhelm Huashan, and if he continued to exert force, he could break Huashan's arm—if Huashan's strength hadn't overwhelmed him.

Huashan's arm was almost as thick as Daocheng's waist. Combined with his invincible natural strength, how could it be broken so easily? Besides, Daocheng had just been injured.

With this exertion, his previously shattered spine snapped into a broken one.

That was a fatal injury.

A fatal wound will cause a person to die...

Inashiro Fuminobu released his grip on Hanayama and collapsed to the ground. What a silent, bloody, heroic, and tragic match...

Inashiro Fuminori died.

Author's note: Sorry, it's a bit late, but I've still finished writing it. I spent a little time compressing the word count to below 2500.

There will still be four updates tomorrow~

Section 509, Chapter 503: The Tragedy of a Genius

"Someone died..." Hanon was stunned. She didn't expect that this tournament had many fighters from the real world who all acted with restraint, yet in the end, there were still warriors who died in battle.

The mortality rate is already the same as the Kengan Association's "Deadly Elimination Tournament." The "Deadly Elimination Tournament" is called "Deadly," but in the end, only one reckless pervert, Masaki Meguro, died!

In fact, Inashiro Fuminobu's attempt to use joint locks to strangle Kaoru Hanayama despite his severe spinal injury could be described as reckless and suicidal. However, unlike Meguro, who was mentally unstable, Inashiro's actions were much braver and more resolute—he knew the consequences he would face, yet he still charged forward without hesitation.

Daocheng Wenzhixin is truly a man of honor.

Many people shared this view. In the audience, some were alarmed while others remained calm. Some angrily denounced Hanayama Kaoru as a yakuza gangster and a serial killer, while others praised Hanayama and Inashiro as true men, tough enough. The audience was unusually divided into two camps, not cheering or shocked together, but instead engaged in heated discussions, becoming quite noisy.

As for Huashan, he doesn't care about other people's opinions; what matters is how he views this battle.

In his eyes, Inashiro Fuminobu was indeed a worthy opponent.

He walked over to Daocheng's body.

"Hey, you!" A man blocked Huashan's path. No one recognized him except that he was a fellow disciple of Daocheng, a martial artist who practiced "Japanese boxing." Of course, Daocheng was the most powerful inheritor of this martial art to date, while this martial artist's strength was rather mediocre.

But he still stood opposite Huashan and assumed a boxing stance: "I'm not here to avenge Daocheng, but I want to fight you right here."

"Hey, this is practically suicide!" Staff members rushed over to try and separate the two, but Huashan waved them off, wanting to hear the martial artist's reasoning.

The martial artist continued, "Challenging unjust violence is the very meaning of martial arts! How can I tolerate a violent yakuza like you running rampant in this sacred event! I know I am no match for you, but if I let you walk out of the ring so easily, the reputation of Japanese martial arts will be ruined! Come on, let's fight!"

Although this martial artist was weak, he dared to face Huashan head-on, and could be called a warrior. He was determined to be killed like Daocheng in order to uphold the righteousness of a martial artist.

Hua Shan could have easily killed this guy with one punch... but he didn't.

"I don't think this conference is anything sacred." Huashan's tone was very gentle: "The so-called fight is not complicated, it's just that. We people from the underworld can fight anytime, anywhere, whether we're eating, drinking, or sleeping in bed. You can fight me anytime, so why do we have to do it in this conference? Even if I fight you now, it's just an ordinary fight, which is meaningless."

"Ah...ah..." The martial artist was shocked by Hua Shan's words. His viewpoint was the difference between martial arts ethics and underworld chivalry, but they were different paths leading to the same goal and both had their own reasons.

"Do people who fight in the street have this kind of awareness? They never relax in any movement, whether sitting or lying down... This is the realm of a martial artist." The martial artist lowered his fist: "Daocheng died in a martial arts duel. You can leave now."

The martial artists made way, and Huashan came to Daocheng's body, took off his outer garment, and draped it over Daocheng's body.

Then he called Kizaki to bring him a bottle of liquor, took a sip, and sprayed it on the body, bidding farewell to this respectable opponent: "If my hook hadn't caused that kind of damage, the final joint lock would have crippled my arm..."

Objectively speaking, Inashiro Fuminobu is indeed a highly skilled fighter. His attacks were enough to quickly leave Hanayama bleeding profusely from the start, and he could even knock out opponents wearing protective gear in regular "Japanese boxing" matches. His problem was that his physical abilities were completely outmatched by Hanayama, leaving him utterly defenseless. Every blow Hanayama delivered was a critical strike that broke through his defenses. This was not only due to Hanayama's immense strength but also related to the fact that "Japanese boxing" fighters are accustomed to wearing protective gear during matches. Over time, this has led to an over-reliance on protective gear, resulting in a decline in their own defensive capabilities.

After the battles in Daocheng and Huashan, "Japanese martial arts" will undoubtedly reflect on and absorb the lessons learned, and from then on strengthen their ability to withstand blows. This is the advantage of emerging martial arts—without sectarianism, they can make rapid progress and quickly fix their weaknesses.

Unfortunately, Daocheng, the most talented disciple of "Japanese boxing," will never be able to personally implement this change. He paved a new path for his school of boxing with his life. While he achieved what he sought, it is still a pity.

Imagine if Inashiro had the chance to hone his skills for decades more? Perhaps twenty years later, Inashiro, now a grandmaster of "Japanese martial arts," would have a different outcome in his rematch with Hanayama...

"It's such a pity that such a tough guy like Inagi Fumiyuki couldn't continue on the path of martial arts." Huashan also sighed for Inagi.

As he left, the martial artist from Inashiro's school looked at Hanayama and said, "If this man is interested in martial arts, the history of Japanese martial arts might be changed because of him."

Well, although it's not very appropriate to say this, the regret on both sides can only be described as unintentional mutual flattery.

Kaoru Hanayama is exceptionally talented and indeed very powerful. If he were to dedicate himself to martial arts training, he would become even more powerful, defying the heavens. However, what level would that Hanayama be at? A Wakatsuki Samurai? An enhanced version of the Wakatsuki Samurai? While the "fierce tiger" is strong, there are many extraordinary talents and individuals in the world. Neither Wakatsuki nor Hanayama is enough to dominate the entire world.

For example, the next person to step into the ring, Katsumi Guji, is a prime example. It is no exaggeration to say that karate was perfected in his hands, especially since this statement was acknowledged by Katsumi's adoptive father, Doppo Guji, who is a veteran powerhouse known as the "God of War" in one of the top karate associations in Japan. Katsumi Guji is only twenty years old.

What else can we say but that they are geniuses?

However, at this time, the "God of War" was not with his genius son, but was facing another genius.

That was Katsumi's next opponent, the British wrestling champion, Roland Easton, who was revered as the god of wrestling in the local area. He was stopped by the "God of War" at the entrance.

"I've heard the legend of Yu Di's solitary journey countless times from my teacher," Roland said politely. "I've heard so much about you."

Yuji Doppo also revealed a nostalgic expression: "You are Bill Ly's disciple, right? More than thirty years ago, when we were both young, we had a fierce battle in England. Your master's style, which was based on joint locks, fought against my karate for more than an hour, and in the end, no one could be decided..."

"'Next time for sure.' That's what your master told me." Yuji Doppo shook his head: "Unfortunately, he retired not long after due to an eye disease. I felt deeply regretful after receiving the letter and sighed for a long time... He also mentioned you in the letter, a genius of joint locks, who inherited all his techniques and even surpassed his master. You were invincible in the boxing gym at the age of twenty. You even went to Africa to strangle lions in order to find an opponent, hahaha."

"You flatter me, senior." Roland raised an eyebrow. "I heard that after you learned about this, you told my master that you really wanted me to fight someone like you?"

"exactly."

"Heh, then your genius son might get hurt." Roland laughed: "They're clearly father and son, yet he's expected to fight me. He'll break a lot of bones."

It's hard to say whether Yuji was injured.

But there is another "genius" who is in a very awkward situation.

Hanon was looking at the person in front of her with a bewildered expression.

"Grandpa Ito! It's you? You've come all this way, so my uncle..."

Author's Note: Four chapters today, no doubt! Uncle Eagle Wind has finally made his appearance! Well, he doesn't have too many scenes tonight, but all the key points will be revealed.

Section 510, Chapter 504: Nobody knows better than me how to raise children.

The appearance of Ito's butler backstage was something Kanon had never expected. What was even more terrifying was that it meant her uncle, Takakaze Kirito, had most likely also come to Tokyo Dome...

"It's over, it's all over now." Hanon slumped her little head and followed the old butler dejectedly to the backstage room. Several people were already sitting in the room, including Takakaze Kirito, Suoh Mieko, Wu Garuda, Adam Dadori, and Mishima Hitomi.

Now, apart from Kirito, everyone else sat obediently to the side, and when Kanon entered the room, they all cast... well, sympathetic glances at her.

Needless to say, everyone knows that Kanon is doomed.

"Uncle..." Huayin walked over and called out pitifully, just like a child who had done something wrong.

Actually, she could be considered a child who did something wrong—after all, Kirito and Kanon had made a promise that they would behave themselves after the elimination tournament and stop fighting.