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

However, Kaiya also possesses another, even more dangerous acid, which is not only extremely corrosive but can also seep into the body through the skin, causing excruciating pain that rots bones and marrow until death.

Once such a tool is used, it will be a fight to the death!

But Kaiya has already decided to use it.

Ye Huayin's strength is undeniable; she's worth any strategy Kaiya might employ... Prepare to face her!

Ok?

Kaiya jerked backward, but as soon as he touched the ground, he sensed something was wrong. So he pushed off the ground and sprang back again. But that wasn't enough; when he landed again, he still couldn't stand steadily and leaped far away once more...

Hmm?

For a moment, Kaiya was like a monkey being played with in the street, jumping up and down in the ring, unable to stop.

Was the anesthetic used on Kaiya too potent, causing him to lose his mind? Or did Kanon do something that affected Kaiya?

Emmm, don't ask what Kanon did, but ask what Kaiya sensed.

Kaiya could clearly see Kanon standing still, making only slight movements, but his entire body, every nerve and every inch of skin, was screaming, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! A terrible enemy is attacking!" Kaiya was true to his intuition and relied on it to move his body, so he started dancing an absurd dance in accordance with that intuition.

"Ah... what is that person doing?" In the lounge, Imai Kosuke and Inaba Ryo were huddled together discussing the battle situation, not quite understanding the current situation. Mabi Haru overheard their conversation and the cheerful Mabi explained, "Kanane is creating an illusion of fighting by using subtle body movements, expressions, and aura."

This is what Kanon showed when she sparred with Maki and Gaolang before, and now it's even more mature. Gaolang was also in the lounge at this time. He stared at Kaiya, who was running and jumping wildly, and shook his head: "He's trapped in this illusion, unable to break free and unable to fight back... The gap in their levels is too big."

Gaolang hit the nail on the head. The problem with Kaiya is that although he is nominally a "super-combat" soldier who uses props and the environment to defeat his opponents, he is also a martial artist in reality. The stronger the martial artist, the more deeply they can feel the aura of Hanon. If Kaiya were weaker, he would not have such a strong reaction.

Previously, Kaiya was kicked by Kanon in the sandstorm because he was "too practical," and now he is being toyed with by Kanon because he is "too martial arts-oriented"... But in fact, Kaiya is not good enough in either practical combat or martial arts!

Kaiya possessed a wealth of skills and many underhanded tricks, but now he was unable to use any of them. After dodging a few more times, he was actually overtaken by Kanon's "fake body" and brought before the real Kanon. Kanon simply raised her hand and "pulled the trigger" on Kaiya's chin, and the New World King of Soldiers went limp.

The outcome is decided; Kanon won in a rather magical way.

Thus, the "Battle for Sikorsky" came to an end—most people had almost forgotten that this small martial arts tournament was held for him!

However, someone quickly reminded Kanon that after going through the process of the host announcing the results, the audience cheering and congratulating, and her friends excitedly discussing, she rushed to the infirmary. Baki's injuries were quite serious, and he was receiving further treatment here, so Kanon naturally had to come and visit him.

Two somewhat unexpected people were also there.

"Mr. Oliva! Uncle from headquarters! You're here too!"

Seeing the main body and Oliva standing side by side is really a bit unusual, since the two of them didn't know each other before.

"Ah, we just met by chance. Kanon, you did well~" Headquarters patted Kanon on the shoulder: "After this battle, Kaiya should be able to realize his immaturity to some extent. He still has a lot of training to do."

Kanon blinked: "Head of headquarters... you actually criticize others so mercilessly!"

The headquarters laughed: "Kaiya is my disciple."

"Eh—" This is big news. Kanon always thought that Hanada Junichi, whom she had easily defeated, was the best student in the main campus. It turns out that Kaiya is also his disciple.

However, it's no wonder that the headquarters was so proud of itself for being good at "super combat". Perhaps Izou is a top master!

Should we try a fight sometime?

Later...

As for Oliva, Kanon looked him over carefully: "Are you injured?"

"Oh, it's just a minor injury. Daggers and short knives can't pierce my muscles."

It turns out that Oliva handed Sikorsky over to Kanon to deal with, while he went to hunt down the elusive Dol. However, while checking the files at the police station, he was attacked by Dol, who was dressed as a woman! After a brief exchange, Oliva proved to be invincible, and although Dol had the first move, he couldn't gain the upper hand. In particular, he couldn't even hurt Oliva when he stabbed him in the abdomen, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Hanon then looked at Oliva's arm, where there were some bruises as well.

"Oh, this? It was Mr. Shibukawa Goki who did it." Oliver grinned, his smile genuine. "Aikido is amazing! I even tried my hand at judo at the police station and got a black belt!"

When Kanon first started learning martial arts, she went to the Metropolitan Police Department's judo dojo. It's not hard to imagine what it would be like there for a strong person like Oliva...

Oliva changed the subject: "By the way, what are you planning to do with Sikorsky?"

Author's Note: I'm a little late... I've been coming home later and later lately, which isn't good, not good...

In addition, the acid mentioned in this chapter is real and quite common, but for safety reasons, I won't go into detail.

Section 658, Chapter 651: Sikorsky's Journey

How long has it been?

Sikorsky only knew that it would take at least five days.

Four days—that was the length of time after he deliberately started recording. Sikorsky didn't know how much time had passed before that; it might have been a day, two or three days, or even more than a week.

This godforsaken place... Ever since Sikorsky awoke from his coma, he has been trapped in this dark and confined space, completely sealed off on all sides by steel bars and concrete. Even someone as strong as Sikorsky couldn't break through or dig it open, and could only be unwillingly trapped in this living coffin.

Only a solitary lamp powered by a battery kept him company.

Food and water weren't a problem; Hana had left Sikorsky enough to last a week or two without any issue. Of course, using the toilet would be a hassle, as he had to endure the inconvenience of the makeshift toilet… As for breathing, Sikorsky realized he hadn't suffocated, so there must be an air vent in the room. He searched for a while and found one, but no light came out of it. So… this crudely constructed secret room was actually a double-layered structure! Was Sikorsky actually trapped on the second layer?

"Pervert!" This was the conclusion Sikorsky came to after realizing what had happened. What exactly was Ye Huayin up to?

However, Sikorsky was not stupid. He quickly figured out that Kanon did not want him to die: if she wanted him to die, she could have killed him directly; if she wanted to suffocate him, she would not have left air holes in the sealed room; if she wanted to starve him, she would not have left so much food.

Therefore, there will definitely be other arrangements next.

Sikors began counting seconds, and every minute he counted, he drew a line on the ground to keep track of the time. He believed that the other party would definitely take action before he ran out of food.

Sure enough, after only a little over a day, he felt a violent tremor. Was war finally about to break out? Sikorsky excitedly spun around, waiting for the moment he could escape.

That Ye Huayin... is incredibly powerful. To be honest, Sikorsky couldn't imagine any possibility of defeating her. However, he still held onto hope. Even in the worst-case scenario, things couldn't get any worse than they were now—at worst, he'd die, and if he didn't, he'd take revenge on Ye Huayin!

But the shaking stopped after a while, and no one broke the sealed room or called him out. Sikorsky even wondered if it was just a common earthquake in Japan.

He could only keep counting and waiting; this time, he waited for three whole days.

The tremors came again, and now Sikorsky was certain he was about to escape! Because the tremors lasted even longer, he later heard the sound of a chainsaw cutting through the ground!

After the outer layer was split open, the pores he used to survive also saw light. Sikorsky rushed over to observe the surroundings, but then he saw another eye!

As you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you...

"Drink!" Sikorsky was an old death row inmate, truly ruthless. After exchanging a glance with the person outside the meter room, his first reaction was not to retreat in panic, but to reach out and poke the other person's eyeballs! But the person outside reacted quickly and, taking advantage of the terrain, easily avoided Sikorsky's attack.

Then came a string of Russian, something like "Сука Блять," and Sikorsky was momentarily dazed: "It's Russian? Where...where am I?"

With a loud "thud," Sikorsky quickly retreated. The wall of the secret room he had just been pressed against had been smashed into a dent—that was concrete that Sikorsky had personally measured, and which was extremely solid and thick!

"Thump!" "Thump!" "Thump!" The man outside kept hammering at the wall until the last blow smashed a large hole in it. A tall figure stood proudly in front of Sikorsky, but due to the strong light, his features were not immediately visible.

"You..." Sikorsky hadn't seen bright light for many days, and his eyes were a little uncomfortable, but fearing that his opponent would continue to attack, he forced himself to look at the man: "Ah! Kare?"

That man was Alexander Kare, the burly man who had almost lost his life after being attacked by Sikorsky.

"Hmph, a defeated opponent dares to boast of bravery?" Seeing that it was Kare, Sikorsky felt relieved. He was actually a little worried that if he faced Ye Huayin directly after escaping, without using "super-realistic combat" methods, weapons, or underhanded tricks, he would have no hope of defeating her.

As for Kare... although it's a bit of a struggle, it's not an insurmountable obstacle.

Sikorsky stepped out of the secret room: "I know! Humph, what a capricious rich man. That bitch actually locked me up in a 'secret prison' and sent me back to Russia!"

"How naive... If I can escape once, I can certainly escape a second time." Sikorsky looked around disdainfully. This place seemed to be a large warehouse. He had been locked in a huge sealed room made of concrete and steel plates until just now when Kare broke it open.

He looked at Kare again: "What, do you want a revenge war with me?"

Unexpectedly, Kare shook his head: "No, although I would love to fight you again, my body hasn't recovered yet, and under non-competitive rules, I'm not as despicable as you. Besides... this isn't Russia, it's not my place to make a move."

"Huh?" Sikorsky was taken aback. Not Russia? Then where did Ye Huayin take him for these three days?

“Get out, someone’s waiting for you.” Kare sneered and pointed to the door, but he didn’t leave first… The Russian hero was already afraid; he dared not turn his back on Sikorsky, for who knew if this despicable death row inmate would suddenly launch an attack.

In fact, Sikorsky was already quite satisfied with Kare's performance: "Very good, I have deeply instilled fear of me in your heart. So-called Russian heroes, the strongest, are nothing more than this! Hahaha..."

Under Kare's resentful gaze, Sikorski regained his confidence and walked out the door.

Even someone as strong as Kare was afraid of him. Sikorsky's confidence returned, and he was still the superhuman with superhuman finger strength!

"Achoo!" As soon as he stepped outside, "Superman" sneezed, and outside the warehouse was a world of ice and snow!

"Kare is lying to me! He said it wasn't Russia, but at this time of year, in this awful weather, where else could it be but Siberia? It can't be Antarctica, can it?"

"It's not Antarctica, nor the Arctic, and it's not Russia... it's just a little close."

Sure enough, someone was waiting for Sikorsky: "You're Sikorsky? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Sikorsky looked at the man, who had a similar build and blond hair to himself, but despite being covered in sweat and shirtless in the snow, the man said, "Come on, let's get started! I'm all warmed up."

"who are you?"

"Hahaha, me? My name is Li Ren! I'm currently in the US following my master in my spiritual practice—welcome to Alaska, Mother Fvcker!"

Author's Note: Superman is for Superman, and finger strength is for finger strength!

Section 659, Chapter 652: There is only one Superman

Why bring Sikorsky here?

First, this is the easternmost point of Alaska, located on the coastline of the Bering Strait. It is the closest point between the United States and Russia, less than 40 kilometers from Siberia. Once Sikorsky was defeated by the Russians, he could be taken directly back to Russia by Kare to be imprisoned again. So, transporting Sikorsky here was actually a form of deportation of prisoners.

Secondly, through that "friendly" battle between warriors, Kanon nominally gained the power to deal with Sikorsky, but unfortunately, Kanon had already lost interest in him... In reality, everyone was no longer interested in Sikorsky: Baki was seriously injured and needed to rest for a long time; Jack and Hideaki were really in love and were spending all their time together doing human transmutation; Retsu Kaioh and Katsumi Guji were both righteous warriors with abundant martial virtue, and since they had lost the battle, they turned their attention to Dol.

So, after all that trouble, Kanon ended up handing Sikorsky over to Oliva or the Japanese police?

Cough cough, it would be better to use him as a practice opponent!

Rito and Sikorsky are both skilled in finger strength, and their height, weight, and even hair color are very similar. Aren't they perfect rivals? Besides, it's been a long time since we last met, and Kanon is also eager to see how much Rito has grown under Kuroki's tutelage.

So Hanon used her connections to bring in a ship, and Oliva coordinated permission from the US and Russia. Hanon then sent Sikorsky over in a sealed concrete chamber for Rito, who was training in the US, to practice on.

"Is it okay to handle people?"

Just as Rito and Sikorsky were confronting each other, on a snow-covered high slope further away, Kanon was standing with Kuroki Gensai.

“Sikorsky’s strength isn’t top-tier, and it wouldn’t be difficult for Rito to defeat him fair and square. But that guy is cunning and has a lot of combat experience. Rito might suffer a loss.” Although the man had been delivered, Kanon started to worry instead: “We’re too far away. We should be providing close support to him.”

"There's no need for that." Although it had been a long time since they last met, Uncle Kuroki remained as profound as ever: "Ichiro has become stronger."

"Oh? He's already inherited Uncle Kuroki's Strange Arm Style?" Hanon raised an eyebrow, a little jealous... She didn't need to in terms of strength, but she seemed a little disappointed in terms of feelings.

Having experienced the ways of the world, Kuroki Gensai wouldn't pay too much attention to Kanon's little emotions. He simply answered truthfully, "He hasn't reached that level yet. The Strange Arm Style requires long-term and continuous physical training, which can't be achieved overnight. Even if you teach him, he wouldn't be able to use it with his current strength."