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"You think you can fight me with your pathetic karate skills? Even your brother wouldn't be enough!" Yujiro scoffed. "You're too arrogant!"

Yujiro brought up Koujou's older brother, Momiji, again, each time wounding Koujou's pride and making him impatient. Just as Koujou was about to make a move, he was suddenly stopped by someone else.

“Ah, Retsu…” Kanon cried out.

This time, it was the real Retsu Kaioh who stepped forward. He didn't know that "Hua Jin" was Hanon. Looking at this so-called strongman from China, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He said, "Brother Hua, you are a very remarkable strongman. It's a real pity that I've never heard of you before. I hope we have the opportunity to meet in the finals! But for now, leave this 'giant beast' to me!"

"This..." Kanon had fought against both Retsu Kaioh and Yujiro. Although the last time it was just a friendly spar, and Retsu Kaioh only used his staff technique, based on the sense of pressure she felt during the fight, Kanon didn't think Retsu Kaioh could defeat Yujiro.

She wanted to speak up and stop him, but she was afraid of hurting Lie Haiwang's pride. Besides, speaking as "Hua Jin" was far less persuasive than speaking as "Ye Haiwang"... Fortunately, just as Hua Yin was hesitating, someone else stopped Lie Haiwang.

The pig has finished guarding the place.

“Retsu Kaioh, you’re from China, so you probably don’t understand the situation here.” Uncle Inugai was very calm, even smiling: “The warriors at this tournament all dream of being embraced by ‘Oni’ all the time, so don’t even think about taking it all for yourself~” The implication was that he wanted him to challenge Yujiro.

One after another, in the blink of an eye, a nested story of "challenging Yujiro Hanma" unfolded on the field, leaving everyone speechless.

Following in Pig Hunt's footsteps, another seven or eight people walked out from backstage in one go. They were all strong contenders who had successfully passed the first round of the competition. Under the influence of the general atmosphere, everyone was eager to try. This nested drama could probably continue for a long time.

"You..." Enraged at being treated like merchandise, Yujiro Hanma exclaimed, "How dare you mock me to my face!"

He suddenly took a horse stance and stomped his foot heavily on the ground. The entire arena seemed to tremble twice, and everyone felt a sense of fear rising in their hearts. It was as if an unprecedented ferocious beast had been unleashed!

That's it, no more nesting dolls! Yujiro Hanma is going to wipe out everyone in front of him in one go!

Under the oppressive aura of ferocity, Retsu Kaioh, Hokage, Inugari Kanji, Kanon, Baki, Jack Hanma, and everyone else who had run onto the field held their breath, preparing for battle. As highly skilled martial artists, they could sense that Hanma Yujiro was not exaggerating; if he said he would kill everyone, he meant it. Such a peerless master, once he made a move, would be extraordinary.

We can't be careless... The scene in the arena was chaotic and tense. A group of people remained silent, but they all assumed their stances, ready to face the storm.

"Bang!" Someone fired the first shot.

"Ah!" Yujiro Hanma was shot.

"What?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

Because someone actually fired a shot, and Yujiro was really hit by a bullet; it wasn't just a figure of speech, but a statement of fact.

The moment Yujiro leaped into the air, a bespectacled man stood up in the stands. This middle-aged man, who seemed unremarkable and just an ordinary uncle, pulled out a rifle from under his seat and fired a shot at Yujiro.

How composed! The man even brought his earmuffs beforehand, clearly having come prepared.

"Shot...shot Yujiro? Who was that?"

No, Yujiro isn't dead! Although he was shot down, he didn't bleed or lose consciousness. Despite the waves of dizziness washing over him, he charged towards the stands: "Even I didn't expect a gunman to appear in a place like this... It was a tranquilizer dart... I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

He has no chance.

After being shot, Yujiro's speed dropped significantly, from almost teleporting to a speed that could be seen with the naked eye... and he could be caught in the large net cast from the arena roof.

Taishan Douyu looked up and suddenly realized, "When I climbed up to smash the car just now, I saw some staff there. I was wondering what they were doing. I see. Mr. Tokugawa had prepared a contingency plan long ago..."

That's right, this was the security measure arranged by Tokugawa Mitsunari. After all, he was a rich thirteenth-generation heir who had been organizing fighting competitions all his life. Even when facing the "world's strongest creature," he was prepared. Tokugawa may be a scoundrel, but he was not someone who would be bullied by someone who would break into his home.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish," four more gunmen stood up in the stands, each armed with a pistol, rifle, and sniper rifle, and fired tranquilizer darts at Yujiro.

Once the target is pinpointed, every shot is a hit...

"Awooo!" Yujiro Hanma roared like a wild beast, but this roar also carried a hint of the mournful cry of a beast at the end of its rope. He dragged the large net and kept running forward, but even the strongest arrow cannot pierce through thin silk. After dragging it for more than ten meters, Yujiro Hanma's eyes rolled back and he completely lost consciousness.

"Ah, this..." The series of changes was too sudden. From the audience seats to the rest area and then to the arena, no one had time to react.

Only Tokugawa Mitsunari can explain this situation.

"This person won't just sit back and watch until the end. After he showed up, I discussed it with Baki and we finally decided to use this method of hunting large animals in Africa to restrain him. I hope everyone understands. If we let him run wild, tonight's event will not be able to take place... Baki, what do you say?"

As Yujiro Hanma's son, Baki nodded silently: "That's the only way."

It's a real rip-off, isn't it? But what can you do when Yujiro is such a terrible father?

The farce had come to an end. Yujiro was carried off the stage, the other warriors returned to the lounge, leaving Doppo Guji and his opponent Jacob Shahama to fight directly in the ring.

In the corridor leading backstage, old man Tokugawa looked at Yujiro on the stretcher and thought to himself, "Luckily, we invited Nobi-kun and some of the world's most experienced archers, and used tranquilizer darts that can even take down a rhinoceros, and that's how we got rid of him. Otherwise, things would have been really difficult to handle."

Tokugawa Mitsunari also revered Hanma Yujiro as a god. If tonight's tournament hadn't been his long-cherished dream, he would never have activated the contingency plan to target the "world's strongest creature."

"Huh? Joaquin, is something the matter?" Tokugawa suddenly noticed that Joaquin had returned to the lounge after going back.

Hua Yin smiled, but her expression was obscured by her heavy, flamboyant makeup: "Please forgive me, sir, I'm just being cautious and want to play it safe."

"Safe? You mean..."

Hanon raised her hand, where there was a bottle of liquid: "I just asked that bespectacled gunman uncle for a prop, the anesthetic to knock out Yujiro Hanma." She pried open Yujiro's lips and poured the anesthetic in: "Just to be on the safe side, let him sleep a little longer."

Author's Note: Nobita's arrival as the Sea Emperor will add what kind of variables to this tournament? How much will Doraemon's treasures expand the world view of this book? None of the above will happen, lol. Nobita's name is just a joke.

I had extra work until 3 AM yesterday, and I'm so tired today. But I'll probably be up until 4 AM.

Section 530, Chapter 524: The Martial Saint Doesn't Shake Hands This Time

"Enough, isn't that enough?" Seeing a bottle of powerful anesthetic being poured into Hanma Yujiro's mouth, Tokugawa Mitsunari finally realized what was happening and hurriedly came over to persuade Joaquin to stop: "You can't do that, young man, this is Hanma Yujiro!"

Although the emergency plan had been activated and Yujiro had been dealt with, he was still a highly respected and powerful figure in Tokugawa's eyes, and could not be treated so carelessly. Hanon didn't argue about it; administering the drug was something she had done casually, and since Tokugawa strongly objected, Hanon simply shrugged and let it go.

Since a bottle of anesthetic has already been administered, let's at least let Yujiro lie down for a few more minutes.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back to the lounge."

"Oh, um..." Watching Joaquin's departing figure, Tokugawa Mitsunari was both amused and exasperated. What kind of situation was this?

Joaquin is truly baffling. If you say he's cautious and avoids battle, why would he actively participate in the fighting tournament? If you say he's fond of martial arts and fighting, why would he show no respect for Yujiro Hanma and even extend the man's coma? Perhaps this is what young martial artists of the new era are like? Doing whatever they please?

Tokugawa Mitsunari was a bit too old-fashioned and didn't understand young people, but the world always belongs to young people, and of course, it also belongs to those enlightened elders who know how to keep up with the times, such as Shibukawa Takeki.

"Hey, little 'Joaquin,' did you go visit 'The Giant Fierce'? You're so polite~" Backstage, Hana happened to run into the old gentleman Shibukawa Takeki, and the old martial saint greeted Hana happily.

Adam was with Shibukawa, but Adam was unaware that Shibukawa had recognized Kanon, so he hadn't dared to acknowledge "Joaquin" upon seeing him. Now that he realized Shibukawa knew everything, he was greatly surprised: "Shibukawa-sensei, you know that Joaquin is..."

"Teacher Shibukawa is very capable and knowledgeable; he saw through it at a glance," Hanon answered for Shibukawa, then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm preparing for the match!" Shibukawa took off his glasses and handed them to Adam: "Keep them safe for me, I'll be right back."

"Huh? Isn't Uncle Yuji here now... Ah, it's over!" Hanon only then noticed that in such a short time, Yuji Doppo had easily defeated his opponent—that guy was said to be a hand-to-hand combat expert from some small country, but he was completely powerless against the "God of War" and was killed in just a few moves. He only lasted five or six seconds in total, and he didn't even deserve to leave his name.

After the "God of War," it's naturally time for the "Saint of War" to take the stage.

Having grasped the situation, Hanon shook hands with Shibukawa Takeoki: "I wish you good luck in your military campaigns and that you achieve immediate success."

"Hehe, thanks for your kind words~" Everyone loves to hear auspicious words, and Shibukawa Takeki was no exception, even especially happy: "Just now in the lounge, that brat Baki thought my battle was very dangerous, but you talk much better than him! I'll do my best, this old bone still wants to spar with you~"

Shibukawa Takeki is over seventy years old, making him the oldest contestant in this tournament. However, beneath his thin, withered, and frail body lies decades of martial arts cultivation and combat experience, brimming with wisdom and... strength.

"What strength could such a wretched old man have?"

Clearly, Shibukawa Takeki's opponents did not think that way.

Rojo Harlan, an Olympic wrestling champion, is an American, 195 cm tall and weighs 139 kg. Facing Shibukawa, who is 155 cm tall and weighs 47 kg... This is not a comparison between an adult and a child, it's practically two different species!

“He’s 40 centimeters taller than me, weighs only a third of what I do, and is even three times my age.” Harlen had to lower his head as much as possible and take two steps back to get a better look at Shibukawa’s face. There was such a huge difference in their physiques.

"Is the conference sending someone like this to fight me a form of legal murder?"

Harlan's disdain spurred Shibukawa into action, and the commentator opportunely added fuel to the fire: "The martial saint of Aikido possesses legendary, almost supernatural skills. Shibukawa-sensei's genius lies in successfully applying Aikido to real combat! However, however, people's concern about the martial saint is that he shouldn't risk his life at such an advanced age by appearing in a real combat ring. Fight fans—the martial saint should be protected! He's a national treasure!"

Upon hearing this, Doppo Oji, who had just finished his battle and returned backstage, was furious: "What? If that's the case, then I shouldn't have come to the competition either?" He turned to his adopted son, Katsumi, and said: "Son, pay close attention to Shibukawa's performance. You'll gain something from it no matter what."

"Yes!" Despite his frivolous nature, Yuji Katsumi knew better than anyone how terrifying the old martial artist was—wasn't his own father such a person?

Meanwhile, on the entrance side, Kanon was chatting with Adam.

"I've never had a chance to say it, Miss, but your look is truly bizarre..."

"You can't accept it?"

Adam scratched his head: "I'm American, I've seen plenty of outlandish clothes, but I just think they don't suit you. You're such a beautiful girl..."

"Isn't this all to conceal our identities?" Hanon shrugged. "By the way, aren't you worried about your master? That big guy isn't weak either."

"Haha, of course I'm not worried." Adam raised his arm, bulging his strong biceps: "I'm so strong, I can't do anything to Mr. Shibukawa. Harlen's performance will only be worse than mine."

Adam had been studying under Shibukawa Goki for a while and had a clear understanding of the Japanese martial arts master's strength...

Sure enough, in the very first move after the opening, Luo Qiang Harlen, who was charging forward, was tripped by Shibukawa Goki, crashing into the railing and knocking out his front tooth. When he turned around, he was met with Shibukawa Goki's wrist covering his chin—with a push and a pull, under the ultimate power of his control, Harlen was thrown to the ground, seeing stars.

With this fall, Shibukawa Takeki's wrist controlled Harun's head the entire time, and even when he landed, his head was hit first. Therefore, the damage caused was far greater than that of a normal fall, which would have been fatal.

The fact that Harlan didn't die is a testament to his strong and healthy body.

But Harlan's stamina was limited. When he stood up again, Luo Qiang Harlan could no longer see the images in front of him. His vision was blurry, his mind was dizzy, and his thoughts were intermittent.

He had already lost; he was in no condition to fight anymore. All Shibukawa needed to do next was secure the victory.

"Hehe, let's use this trick then~" Shibukawa licked his fingers, then gently stretched them out and stabbed Harun in the neck.

"Gah—" Harun let out a loud but muffled gasp, as if it were a mournful cry from the depths of his heart, and lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

"Amazing! It's practically sorcery!" Adam clapped his hands loudly, marveling at his master's unfathomable skill.

"Actually, it's the trachea." Hanon knew more about Adam. Attacking the trachea was a common choice for the weak to defeat the strong. Back then, Tokita Ohma used this move to defeat Blood Bull Kanrin Jun. However, the scene back then was much bloodier and more intense than Shibukawa Takeki's effortless move.

Shibukawa's fierce spirit remains undiminished; his strength is still formidable!

The old man was even full of energy, laughing as he ran back to the entrance, giving Huayin a high five: "Hehe, good luck, may you pass smoothly~"

Congratulations.

"Hmm~ Little 'Joaquin', I'm going to take a break. All the contestants need to enter and greet each other before the second round begins. See you then."

"Okay...wait, wait?" Kanon suddenly realized the danger: "Is there such a part? What should I do if I participate in the second round with both of my identities?"

Author's note: Waaah, I got extra work again yesterday, so I guess I'll be working until the early hours again tonight... Well, it won't affect the updates.

Section 531, Chapter 525: Are all doctors in the new world Wong Fei-hung?