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"Take it easy." Guo Haihuang took off his glasses and wiped them. "Although the second round is a team competition, it is not open to the public. The format of the Grand Tournament has not changed. The winning players will continue to participate in the semi-finals and finals. As long as you keep winning, you will get more opportunities."

"Excellent!" Yujiro Hanma exclaimed excitedly, his hair practically standing on end!

"Hehehe..." Guo Haihuang laughed again: "You, who indulge in desires, are both powerful and weak, a peculiar person... Actually, if it were a one-against-four situation, I could do it too."

At this moment, Guo Haihuang finally displayed the aura of the number one martial artist in China. Although he still did not exude any imposing power, the lack of imposing power itself was a peculiar aura, which complemented the oppressive feeling of Hanma Yujiro unleashing his full power. Both strong men were full of confidence.

After staring at each other for a long time, Hanma Yujiro and Guo Haihuang spoke at the same time.

"How arrogant!"

"opinionated!"

"Hahaha……"

"Hey hey hey..."

Yujiro laughed loudly, turned and left, leaving Guo Haihuang sitting in a wheelchair... waiting for Hanon.

Hua Yin's arrival was not kept secret from the two men, who had long regarded her as a powerhouse on their own level, and they didn't hide anything from her during their conversation. Guo Haihuang waited a moment, and sure enough, Hua Yin consciously pushed her wheelchair.

"Hey, little Huayin, since you're so filial, who do you want to face in the second round?"

Emotionally, Kanon naturally leans towards the Sea King—that uncle is her defeated opponent, and he's relatively normal, making him the perfect choice for a rival. However, the Grand Tournament has suddenly become a battle between Chinese and foreign players, and even if you win one match, you still have to keep fighting. Yujiro, Oliva, and Little Ali won't just disappear on their own. So Kanon's answer is: "It doesn't matter who it is, you can do whatever you want."

“…Very good.” Guo Haihuang was silent for a moment, then nodded: “You’re very good, Hanon. This answer is beneficial to the team. So how about you and Hanma Yujiro play the first match?”

"Whatever you say." Hanon's expression was sorrowful. It wasn't surprising; after her fight with Yujiro Hanma, she was practically unable to care for herself for over a month. Fighting the "giant beast" was pure torture...

"Don't rush, there's still time." Guo Haihuang smiled: "For the first match, let Uncle Long Wen try out that Oliva."

Author's note: I finally finished it before the end of the day... See you tomorrow.

Section 680, Chapter 673: Long Shuwen vs. Oliva

As expected, King Ji Hai defeated King Chen Hai, and the Grand Tournament entered its second round.

The audience was discussing how the match had been very "normal," with back-and-forth exchanges that were actually quite exciting.

"The battle between Silent Sea King and Chen Sea King was really exhilarating! A battle is all about fighting; it would be too boring if every fight was a one-hit kill."

"Well, the first round is over anyway, I'm sure the second round will be very intense!"

"I just want to see Ye Haiwang appear. She's so beautiful and so strong. I've fallen in love with her."

"Draw your sword! I challenge you to a duel! Ye Haiwang is my wife!"

"Stop arguing, go to the bathroom, the second round is about to begin."

However, the audience didn't realize that the so-called once-in-a-century grand arena tournament had changed nature from a competition among the top martial arts masters of China's provinces to a stage for a showdown between Chinese martial arts and strong fighters from Japan and the United States. When Long Shuwen and Oliva were the first to step onto the stage, each of them was backed by three other strong fighters from their respective camps.

"Long Shuwen was the king of underground boxing in Hong Kong and Taiwan, once known as undefeated in his life, but his undefeated record was broken by Ye Huayin at the 'BIG' Grand Prix..." Ji Haiwang first approached Oliva, probably wanting to motivate him! But his words did not reassure anyone: "After that, Long Shuwen entered into arduous training, and his strength surpassed that of before. He will be a formidable opponent, Ansein!"

"Ansein" is Oliva's nickname, which is actually the English word "Unchain," meaning "unchained" or "unbound," matching Oliva's other title of "the world's freest man."

“I know who he is.” Oliva smiled at the advice of the Silent Sea King: “That’s exactly what I want.”

"Then I have nothing more to say." King Jihai bowed slightly and greeted Oliva: "May you have good fortune in your military campaigns."

As Oliva continued walking, he ran into Yujiro Hanma.

"Mr. Fan Ma".

"Olive."

Yujiro, who spends most of his time in the United States, is an old acquaintance of Oliva. After exchanging greetings, Oliva waited for a while and asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Yujiro snorted: "I'm so annoyed by the Chinese martial artists who always boast about their four thousand years of history. My idea is to completely destroy those four thousand years and turn them into a false history... but that's not what I expect of you."

Yujiro slapped Oliva on the back with a loud "smack": "Just unleash your full power, Ansein."

Rumor has it that Kanjiro Inogari, a senior wrestler, has cultivated a revered reputation in the Japanese wrestling world over many years. His hand chop is said to possess magical power, capable of instilling courage in those struck, making it an honor for many junior wrestlers to be struck by Inogari's chop. Now, Yujiro Hanma's slap on Oliva's back has had a similar effect, allowing Oliva to walk into the ring with a happy expression.

Those who receive blessings from their comrades are undoubtedly happy. Compared to Oliva, only Huayin held Long Shuwen's hand earnestly and said, "Keep it up."

Emmm, it feels like the difference in skill level is obvious even before the fight begins.

However, the victors among martial artists still have to fight to determine who wins! The battle will continue, and as the gong sounds, Long Shuwen and Oliva begin to approach each other.

Oliva attacked first, raising one hand to smash down on Long Shuwen—with a muffled "thud," Long Shuwen raised one arm and managed to withstand the blow!

"Amazing!" the audience exclaimed. "Sure enough, the level in the second round was much higher; it wasn't a one-hit kill anymore!"

Of course, Oliva's unparalleled strength also made Long Shuwen very uncomfortable. His feet had shattered the cement ground, and his body dropped two inches. After enduring Oliva's attack, he realized that the opponent's strength was a great threat. He could not take a defensive approach, but had to adopt an offensive strategy to make Oliva unable to fight back as soon as possible.

Then Long Shuwen's rapid punches came.

"Clap, clap clap clap, clap clap clap clap clap..." A series of rapid strikes echoed through the arena. Long Shuwen twisted his waist and hips, unleashing his most familiar "pocket punch" technique, continuously hitting Oliva.

During the fight, Oliva tried to fight back, but Long Shuwen easily dodged his attacks and used a leg sweep to disrupt his balance. Then he launched an increasingly violent beating, until Oliva's face was covered in blood, until Oliva fell to the ground, and until Oliva's eardrum was hit... well, his eardrum was not perforated.

Oliva didn't actually fall, and his eardrums weren't ruptured. Long Shuwen realized that his attacks only made "slap slap slap" sounds instead of "thump thump thump," so he knew that these attacks were all superficial and the force hadn't really penetrated Oliva's muscles, so the effect was very limited.

"Unfortunately, it didn't work." Oliva rubbed his ears. "I even trained my eardrums! Looks like you've run out of tricks, Dragon."

Long Shuwen remained expressionless, only crossing his hands and flexing his knuckles: "My proud fist technique has no effect. I should be angry, but I can't get angry."

"Oh?" Oliva was stunned. "Why?"

“Because it has already failed once, and the result was even more dismal that time.” Long Shuwen glanced at Hua Yin—the only one from the Martial Arts Province who was watching from the sidelines: “It was all in vain, which is actually the best result after the boxing technique failed. Last time, I dislocated many of my joints.”

Oliva followed Long Shuwen's gaze and found Huayin: "It's Miss Huayin. Indeed, she's an amazing martial artist. I'd like to have a duel with her, but to do that, I'll have to defeat you first." He stuffed his hands into the only thing he was wearing—his briefs—not for any indecent activity, but to imitate Long Shuwen's boxing style, hands in his pockets: "I don't understand your interesting martial arts, but I can imitate your attack style. Come on..."

Before he could even utter the word "ba," Oliva was struck hard by Long Shuwen. His chin, philtrum, temples, and throat were all hit. This round of attacks included many vital points. Perhaps Long Shuwen had accumulated some anger, or perhaps he was sticking to his offensive strategy. In any case, this wave of attacks became increasingly rapid and fierce. Even someone as strong as Oliva couldn't withstand it and was knocked to the ground!

"Idiot." Yujiro Hanma rolled his eyes. "Freedom is freedom, but he actually dared to underestimate Chinese martial arts! Now he's getting what he deserves! Hey, Oliva, don't try to outrun him, use your own strengths!"

Yujiro, participating in a "team battle" for the first time in his life, surprisingly values ​​his teammates? He's giving Oliva advice!

"Yes, yes, no need to worry, I'm doing it right now." Although Oliva fell to the ground, he immediately sprang up. Long Shuwen's two rounds of fierce attacks had almost no effect except for making him bleed a little from the nose.

After standing up, Oliva still had his hands on his hips: "Let's continue, Dragon."

Author's Note: There will most likely be two updates today, the second one might be a bit late, as the journey is quite long.

Section 681, Chapter 674: I would gladly sacrifice my head for a cause that would be worth ten thousand men.

Faced with Oliva's provocation, Long Shuwen was truly enraged. He threw another quick punch, which hit Oliva once again.

"Pat pat pat..." Unfortunately, it was still superficial and the effect was limited.

Even when attacked in the throat, forehead, and philtrum, Oliva remained standing strong and unyielding, slowly raising his arms and slamming them down heavily—"Thump!"

Oliva hit Long Shuwen.

At that moment, Hana, who was watching the battle, inexplicably recalled the lyrics that Mr. Lu Xun once wrote in the story "The Sword Casting": "They have hundreds of heads, thousands of heads, and tens of thousands of heads, but I use one head and I have no ten thousand men."

With just one strike, Oliva inflicted damage on Long Shuwen several times greater than the damage Long Shuwen inflicted on Oliva; the difference in their attack power was almost a tragedy.

This time, Long Shuwen was lying on the ground.

"My God, that's hardly a martial arts move." Another gasp came from the audience. The high praise they had given to Long Shuwen's fast punches was now doubled to express their amazement at Oliva's unparalleled strength: "That's just a simple hand raise and slam down, there's no skill involved at all."

"Long Shuwen was careless, or rather, acted impulsively," the audience concluded. "If he had focused on dodging, even with Oliva's strength, he wouldn't have been able to hit him!"

Hey, hindsight is 20/20! Oliva's super heavy blow has already hit, does Long Shuwen still have a chance?

The answer is yes.

Just like Oliva who had fallen to the ground earlier, Long Shuwen also sprang up instantly, hands back in his pockets: "Let's continue, Oliva." See, even his words were a direct counterpoint to Oliva's.

Oliva was overjoyed: "What a fine opponent! You're such an elegant fellow!"

"Take this!" ×2, Long Shuwen and Oliva launched their attacks almost simultaneously, and the super brawl began!

However... in terms of their skills, it was only one side of Oliva being beaten by Long Shuwen. Long Shuwen's attacks were still as sharp as ever, and he was not slowed down at all by the blows he had just received.

Of course, Oliva did not fall down despite Long Shuwen's attack. He had a lot of blood on his face, but it was just a superficial wound. Everything was back to the rhythm of the previous battle.

In martial arts combat, one cannot rely solely on defense, or defeat will inevitably follow. However, in actual combat, the warrior who can withstand more attacks always holds the advantage. During Long Shuwen's light burst attack, Oliva accomplished only one thing—he grabbed Long Shuwen's head and slammed it into him.

"Boom!"

They have hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of heads, but I can use just one head and have no enemy of ten thousand…

“Olive’s headbutt…” Yujiro Hanma shook his head: “I really can’t imagine it.”

Long Shuwen's nosebleed, mixed with saliva and tears, gushed out, almost like a human fountain. This time, unlike before when the attack only affected his shoulders, the head injury directly caused him to lose consciousness.

Even so, Long Shuwen still tried to counterattack. He threw a powerful punch down the center, hitting Oliva's abdominal muscles—"Crack!" Huh? What's that sound?

“It’s no use.” Oliva said solemnly, “I know you are a formidable master, Dragon, but when I tense my abs, you’d better give up.”

As a super-physical martial artist, just as Julius could pull an F1 car, Oliva is also a super strongman who can use a helicopter as a training subject! What happens when he tenses his abdominal muscles? Long Shuwen's punch ended up with all five fingers broken!

"I've put in a lot of effort too." Oliver's lips curled up slightly, and he headbutted Long Shuwen again—"Thump!"

Blood splattered again, and Long Shuwen's consciousness became even more blurred. He swung his broken hand to hit Oliva, but alas, what good did that do?

"A respectable opponent." In his mind, Oliva made his final assessment of Long Shuwen, and then he was about to deliver the third season's headbutt, which was also the final blow of this match... or so he thought.

This time the answer is no! Oliva's header missed completely!

The headbutt missed because Oliva released his grip on Long Shuwen's head. His arm loosened because Oliva had been struck hard in the side.

Long Shuwen's hand was broken, and his leg was missing. However, the strength of the leg is several times that of the arm. In the critical moment, he raised his leg and delivered a knee strike to Oliva.

In a daze, Long Shuwen suddenly realized that he had been using his signature fast punches to deal with Oliva, but it was completely unnecessary! Oliva was a rough man, and it didn't take any sophisticated techniques to hit him. Instead of showing off his skills, he should find a way to improve his attack power. After losing to Hanon, Long Shuwen had been doing physical training for so long that his muscles were quite strong. If his punches couldn't break through his defenses, then kicks would give him a chance.

Oliva's headbutt missed, causing him to bend over, which gave Long Shuwen the opportunity to follow up. The second knee strike followed at the perfect moment, hitting Oliva in the face.

"Bang!" This time it was no longer the sound of hitting the surface of the muscle, but the muffled sound of force penetrating the muscle.