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The special edition of the Flying Swallow Twelve-Strike Combo hit Joaquin, and this time Zong Longshen clearly felt a different sensation—it hit solidly!

When he was young, Zong Longshen was known as the "Rebirth of the God of War" and was considered the strongest successor of his grandfather Zong Tangzhen and the hope of Paolin Temple Kung Fu. However, he suffered a crushing defeat in the Liuzhen Guild Tournament, which made the title of "Rebirth of the God of War" seem rather unconvincing.

Is Zonglong Shen really unworthy of it?

For the past ten years, Zong Longshen has been constantly pursuing the innovation and improvement of Paolin Temple boxing. Although his personal strength has grown slowly, his martial arts theory has developed very rapidly. The title and substance of being the number one in Paolin Temple boxing belong to the head coach Ji Haiwang, but the title of being the number one in Paolin Temple boxing theory is truly his.

After incorporating the "pressure technique" into his striking skills, Zong Longshen's attacks truly reached the level his grandfather had envisioned. They not only possessed rigid strikes but also the force of explosive power, and even included the pull of soft energy. Even the powerful technique of neutralizing force, such as Hanon's, was broken through by him!

Hanon intended to neutralize the force normally, but was surprised to find that the opponent's fist force was condensed and did not dissipate, and could not be rebounded. When she tried to retreat to neutralize it, there was a pulling and dragging sensation, which slowed down Hanon's retreat speed.

That pause was all it took to make it too late to retreat; it was a lightning-fast punch that could deliver twelve strikes in a second!

"Ouch—" The unexpected pain made Hana cry out. Zong Longshen was taken aback: "Hua Jin's voice is very high-pitched, hehe, my attack must have been particularly effective~"

However, it worked, but it can't really be called "special".

Zong Longshen landed all twelve punches on Joaquin and was feeling triumphant when he saw that Joaquin hadn't fallen or coughed up blood. Instead, he reached out and touched his chin with lightning speed.

"Oh no!"

This was Zong Longshen's last thought, followed by complete darkness—Huanyin pulled the trigger, and Zong Longshen was knocked unconscious!

"Kanon~" Miho exclaimed, jumping up and throwing herself into Kanon's arms. But the bump caused Kanon to sway and lose her balance—a rare occurrence. Miho exclaimed, "Oh, are you hurt?"

"Hmm, this guy's last attack was very peculiar. I couldn't even handle it with the energy dissipation technique. I had to urgently use the Vajra Indestructible Technique to defend against it, but the first four or five punches were solid. It hurt so much."

Zong Longshen is truly remarkable. His achievement is something that many super strong individuals would find difficult to accomplish! Although his overall strength as a fighter is not outstanding, at least not among the top martial artists that Hana knows, he has created such a wonderful technique. As a "martial artist," he already possesses the foundation of a grandmaster.

Zong Longshen's jaw was only shaken by Hanon, and he recovered quickly.

After sitting up, the guy kept blaming himself: "Sigh, I was careless again... The same thing happened so many times, it was a real blunder, a real blunder..."

Ten years ago, at the Six True Hall Tournament, it was the same story. Zong Longshen, using his newly created "Pressing Technique," inflicted a bloody wound on Narushima Joji, making him think the match was in his grasp. However, his opponent remained standing, and a headbutt knocked him unconscious—a situation strikingly similar to today's. It seems this is Zong Longshen's innate personality flaw: reckless when things are going well, and surrendering when things go wrong…

Zong Longshen was blaming himself when Huayin extended her hand to him: "Your boxing skills are excellent."

"Ah, thank you." Zong Longshen grabbed Hanon's hand and stood up. "You only threw one punch from beginning to end. The gap between us is too big."

Over the past ten years, Zonglong Shen's personality has improved somewhat; at least he now acknowledges the gap between himself and the strong and rationally accepts defeat.

“Just as you said, as martial artists, there is a gap in our strength, but your Paolin Temple Fist Technique is not inferior; on the contrary, it has many merits.” This was not a consolation, but a heartfelt statement: “If there is an opportunity in the future, I would like to pay a visit to Paolin Temple, and perhaps we can spar a few more times.”

Hanon had already largely solved the problem of dealing with defensive countermeasures, but offense and defense are dynamic. She hadn't yet figured out how to withstand offensive countermeasures, especially the top-tier ones like Guo Haihuang's. Now, Zong Longshen's attacks were very peculiar, even capable of breaking through her defensive countermeasures. Using them to simulate offensive countermeasures might be very helpful!

Zong Longshen was very happy; he seemed to have truly corrected "Hua Jin's" views on the Paolin Temple boxing style!

"Haha, no problem, let me tell you. Our Paolin Temple boxing style emphasizes five points from the very beginning: the unity of boxing and Zen, the non-duality of strength and love, the principle of defense as the master and offense as the servant, the principle of not killing the living, and the unity of hardness and softness. In actual application, there are hard methods, soft methods, and the pressing method I created..."

"Uh, let's talk about that later. The conference is still going on tonight." Seeing that Zong Longshen was about to start lecturing, Hana quickly stopped him: "Look, your Paolin Temple Fist disciples have already come out."

It turned out that the fight between Chai Qianchun and boxing champion Tyson had already ended. With his superhuman willpower, Chai Qianchun had actually defeated Tyson! In the final clash, he used his head to ram Tyson's heavy punch, but his skull was harder than his hand bones, causing Tyson's fist to shatter! Of course, Chai Qianchun's head injury was obviously several times more serious, and he would have lost if the fight had continued. But Tyson was a big man with a huge business and a team that depended on him for their livelihood, so his manager, who had opposed Tyson's participation, rushed into the arena, hugged Tyson, and surrendered.

"Shiba Chiharu actually won. It seems my prediction was wrong." Hanon shrugged and said to Zong Longshen, "Perhaps your disciple Misaki Kengo really has a chance to win."

The fight between Misaki and Jack began. The Paolinji Fist was indeed very exciting. Misaki hit his opponent one after another. However, when he also used the Flying Swallow Twelve Combo, he unexpectedly vomited blood from his arm and was seriously injured!

Then, when Misaki was kicking and using joint locks, his foot inexplicably started bleeding. This caused the audience to jeer, accusing Jack of carrying a weapon. Even the referee stopped the match to check, but found nothing.

"Damn it, what did he do?" Zong Longshen was extremely anxious as he saw his fellow disciple Gao Di fall into danger in a daze. Jack Vanma's skills were obviously far inferior to Misaki's, but now it was Misaki Kengo who was bleeding profusely and could not hold on for long.

“That guy… uses his mouth…” Hana’s eyesight was good, and she had already seen Jack’s actions clearly: “He’s not afraid of getting dirty, he’s just like a wild beast.”

"Huh? With your mouth?" Zong Longshen was stunned. Then he saw Misaki Kengo rush towards Jack and, after several strikes, suddenly unleash the secret technique, Buddha Bone Spike.

Logically speaking, this move should be extremely powerful; an attack that pierces the trachea could easily result in an instant kill. However, Zong Longshen's expression changed drastically: "This is bad. If the opponent bites with their teeth, and we can't kill them in one blow, things will get dangerous!"

Zong Longshen, with his masterful insights, was right. The Buddha Bone Spike wasn't a strike that dissipates after a single contact; rather, it was a pressing attack that lingered on the opponent's throat for a second or two. That's why he used it to attack Hanon earlier. Now, against Jack, the Buddha Bone Spike's characteristic actually posed a significant threat.

Murphy's Law: If something can go wrong, it will go wrong.

Misaki's Buddha bone spur caused serious injury to Jack, but did not make him lose consciousness. Then Jack opened his mouth and bit Misaki's arm—very deep.

"Eek—" Misaki let out a miserable scream, but it was no use. He was unable to break free and was being tossed around by Jack with his mouth. When Jack finally let go, Misaki Kengo's left hand was almost severed, with white bone exposed through the bloody mess.

Before Misaki could even regain his footing, Jack Vanma charged at him, first spitting out blood and flesh from his mouth, smearing it all over Misaki's face, making him unable to see clearly, and then delivering a super-powerful punch that hit Misaki's chin.

Misaki flew, flew, flew... flying in the air, spinning three times before landing, his spilled blood splashing everywhere, even on many spectators in the stands.

The outcome is self-evident. Surviving such a punch was a miracle, let alone getting up to fight again. The battle was over. Jack Vanma, truly terrifying.

In the backstage room, Hanon raised her hand to her forehead and said to Zong Longshen and Mieko, who were staring at her, "Don't look at me, I absolutely refuse to admit that I'm a jinx."

Section 546, Chapter 540: Karate is the strongest!

"Kanon, you have to be careful, that Jack is terrifying..."

"Relax, a guy who only knows how to bite is useless except for setting a bad example for teenagers! Such a despicable move can't hurt me."

Faced with her worried lover, Kanon displayed the same spirit as Cao Cao, who said, "Even if a thief has a long spear, how can he easily stab me?" She patiently comforted her for a while and finally managed to coax Miho back to the audience seats, while she herself went back to the dressing room.

Jack Vanma is a pretty strong guy, and his actual physical abilities are even above the base stats. But based on the current impressions, it wouldn't be difficult for Kanon to beat him, even if he's wearing the "Joaquin" persona.

In fact, if Joaquin's fighting style hadn't primarily relied on using soft force to neutralize the opponent's power, Kanon would have wanted to try and see if "Indestructible Vajra" could knock out a few of Jack's teeth.

To Kanon's surprise, the atmosphere in the lounge was somewhat heavy.

"Huh? Why is everyone so quiet..." Hanon glanced around. Since more than half of the contestants had been eliminated, the rest room was indeed becoming increasingly empty. However, even the victorious contestants were no longer making noise, which was a bit strange. Putting aside others, it was impossible for Shiba Chiharu, who had just defeated the boxing champion, to be so quiet!

"Could it be that Chai Qianchun has died due to her severe injuries?"

Sure enough, Kanon quickly found Shiba Chiharu and Hanayama Kaoru in the corner. The two of them were lying together, with their follower Kizaki guarding them.

Wow, are these two people really that fragile?

“Someone came by just now.” Seeing the blank look in “Joaquin’s” eyes, Takeki Shibukawa walked over and explained.

"You've been here? Who?" Hana asked, completely confused. "What happened?"

"That big guy, I think his name is Alexander Kare, he's known as the pride of Russia, the strongest man in Russia, the world's number one strongman or something like that." Shechuan picked his ear: "Anyway, he is indeed very strong. He suddenly ran in and said that Chai Qianchun's condition was no longer suitable for the third round, and that he should take his place."

Hanon facepalmed: "Wow! There's such a thing? Shiba Chiharu would never allow that!"

"That's right, Chai Qianchun started fighting with him after only a couple of words... Well, that's what they say, but actually, Chai Qianchun hit Kare, and Kare then shoved him into the ceiling. Look."

Following Shibukawa Takeki's pointing finger, sure enough, a large hole had been added to the ceiling of the lounge.

"Then that brat Huashan tried to stand up for Shiba Chienchun, and he also got a slam, and that's how it ended up, with both of them lying down."

"So arrogant..." Hanayama Kaoru and Kanon were on good terms, and when she heard this, she felt a little annoyed: "I also want to meet this tough guy!" She suddenly remembered that at the Christmas Eve party at Mr. Shirogane's gym, Dacrov had mentioned this Kare, who was said to be as strong as Julius. In that case, he was indeed a top-notch expert.

By the way, is Karemo here to seek revenge for Dakrov's defeat?

"Hanayama and Shiba Chiharu each only took one hit, and they were unconscious mainly because of the severe injuries they sustained in the previous battle." Shibukawa sighed. "The one who suffered the most was Dakrov. I heard that he was beaten to a pulp in the locker room because he was disgraced by the defeat."

...How pitiful.

The old man glanced at Huayin: "You, stop worrying about others. It's your turn to fight! Your opponent is the 'God of War'! Are you ready?"

Hanon flexed her wrists: "I'm all warmed up now."

"Alright, alright." Mr. Shechuan smiled happily: "Then go on stage. No matter who wins or loses, I will have a good opponent in the next round."

The sparring between Hanon and Zonglongshen was a good warm-up, while "Martial God" Guji Doppo was making his own preparations.

The stretching exercises, the basic punches, the running and jumping, the joint mobilization—every step was meticulously executed. Without arrogance or cowardice, the fifty-nine-year-old Yuji Dubu simply prepared, as he had done every day for the past few decades, for he would once again step onto the battlefield.

Katsumi Guji, Kiyosumi Kato, and Atsushi Suedo, three high-ranking disciples of the Shinshin-ryu karate school, along with Baki, a familiar junior, all surrounded him, silently supporting Doppo Guji.

As Doppo walked toward the entrance passage, Katsumi Goji, leaning on his cane—one of his legs had been crippled by Hanayama's grip—said to the other three, "My adoptive father is a very incredible person."

"Even now, despite being superior to him in height, weight, speed, and reaction time, and even having comparable karate skills and ring experience, I still feel like I can't beat him. I... can't get up to him."

Kato, Suedo, and Baki all shared the same sentiment to some extent, and nodded in agreement.

"Hey, kids!" Doppo, who had reached the end of the passage, suddenly turned around and shouted, startling the group.

Do you know why karate is the strongest martial art?

"Huh?" ×4

"Don't you find it strange? Among the vast sea of ​​martial arts, why is karate so famous? When did the claim that it's the strongest begin? And why is it called that?"

Katsumi hesitated and said, "Dad, if I understood this principle, I wouldn't have lost tonight."

"Just the day before yesterday!" Doppo laughed heartily: "For forty-six years, I have been constantly honing my skills, constantly improving, and constantly practicing. I will do anything that can make me stronger. Until the day before yesterday, I finally took another step forward and became the strongest. It is because of me that karate is the strongest martial art!"

Seeing the bewildered expressions on the faces of the younger generation, Yudi Dubu didn't offer much explanation. He simply waved his fist and said, "Did you see my clenched fist? You all use your straight punches like this, right? But a real straight punch isn't like this... For decades, I've asked myself every day, is this really the best choice for a straight punch? The day before yesterday, I found the answer."

Now is the time to demonstrate our strength to the world.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the highlight of the second round is here!" The commentator hyped up the atmosphere again: "His record is even better than Hanayama Kaoru's, mysterious yet incredibly strong, the delinquent who dared to challenge even the demons head-on! Joaquin! He's here!"

Hanon stood in the White Tiger position, but felt a little guilty: "Delinquents? I'm clearly a good person..."

"And Joaquin's opponent is the jewel of karate, the master of the Shinshin-ryu school, known as the God of War, Doppo Guji! Following Kaoru Hanayama and Katsumi Guji, this battle will be an upgraded version, the ultimate showdown between martial arts and violence!"

A roar of cheers and exclamations filled the stadium.

"Sigh, this is getting more and more absurd." Hana scratched her face: "I clearly know kung fu very well too."

"Hehe, I believe you." Yuji Doppo smiled and agreed with "Joaquin". The two had chatted and watched the game backstage and got along very well. Doppo naturally knew that "Joaquin" was not a reckless guy.

So Doppo asked the same question again: "Do you know why karate is the strongest martial art?"

"...Aren't you the master of the Divine Heart Society? How did you get mixed up with Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu?"

"Who?"

Section 547, Chapter 541: Joaquin vs. the God of War