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Oliva was also thrown into a daze by the impact, his body swaying—a state he had rarely experienced in his decades of life.

"Dragon, you are truly a powerful being."

Long Shuwen's third kick came, this time aimed directly at Oliva's temple, a vital spot... "Bang!"

Uh, it was Long Shuwen who fell.

At the critical moment, Oliva raised his fist.

He... rough as he may be, Oliva isn't stupid. Once he realized he couldn't withstand Long Shuwen's kicks, was he just going to stand there and wait for the attack to hit? Oliva can throw punches too!

The strength of the legs is several times that of the arms, so why do most combat sports still primarily train the arms? That's because the arms have their own advantages—shorter movement trajectories and faster attacks, which is one of the advantages of the arms over the legs.

Oliva's fist struck his opponent before Long Shuwen's kick, landing a fatal blow and truly ending the brawl.

Long Shuwen's face was distorted from the beating; judging by his miserable state, he might be in mortal danger...

"It's a little ironic, isn't it?" Lie Haiwang walked to Huayin's side: "At the last moment, Long Shuwen reduced his technique from complex to a rudimentary version, and Oliva also upgraded his technique from crude to rudimentary at the critical moment. One of them is a highly skilled veteran martial artist, and the other is a brute force powerhouse, yet they used the crudest techniques to fight an ugly brawl."

"Um..." Seeing Oliva walk off the stage with a displeased look, Hanon scratched her face, feeling that she couldn't refute Retsu Kaioh's words. This was indeed not a wonderful battle; both sides had been forced into a situation they hadn't expected.

Hanon could only say, "This just proves that they are all truly strong individuals who make their opponents very uncomfortable."

"Perhaps." Lie Haiwang shrugged. Ever since Liu Haiwang was severely injured, he had been looking very serious. "Guo Haihuang said that I would be fighting next, and I will definitely fight even more spectacularly!"

Author's note: Waaaaah, it was so hard! After a whole day of struggling, I finally finished writing this chapter.

Chapter 675, Section 682: The Silent Sea King Crouching in Defense

Lie Haiwang knew in advance that he would be making an appearance. Guo Haihuang had indeed turned the Grand Arena into a martial arts duel between China and foreign countries according to his own preferences. The second match of the second round was between Lie Haiwang and Ji Haiwang.

As Retsu Kaioh said, he kept his word. The battle was exciting from the very beginning. To be precise, the two fighters were locked in a fierce competition from the very first handshake. Jaku Kaioh launched a "sneak attack," attempting to overturn Retsu Kaioh by manipulating the flow of power during the handshake, but was instead knocked down by Retsu Kaioh, adding to the comedic effect.

However, after being thrown to the ground, Jikai King extended his hand again, asking for a handshake. Then, despite the boos from the audience and the punches and kicks from Retsu Kaioh, he still managed to throw Retsu Kaioh to the ground and added an armbar, breaking Retsu Kaioh's right arm.

Silent Sea King quickly stood up, dusted himself off, and smiled: "Now we can truly have a duel."

"Despicable villain!" The audience was no longer just booing, but shouting for the head of the Silent Sea King: "What kind of hero launches a sneak attack during a handshake!" Several hot-blooded youths even jumped off the railing, ready to perform a blood sacrifice on the Silent Sea King.

"Stop! Get out!" It was actually Lie Haiwang who was protecting Ji Haiwang. He waved his remaining left arm to stop everyone, but then felt that his tone was too harsh, so he explained in a gentle voice: "The arena is not a place for you... Don't worry about me. Without my right hand, I can evenly match him."

“That’s right.” Silent Sea King’s expression remained unchanged. He had already prepared himself for being criticized when he reached out to shake hands with Blazing Sea King, but from Silent Sea King’s perspective, he had to make a calculation: “Blood King, you are a world-renowned master. It is only fair that you fight me with one arm. I apologize for offending you so many times.”

"It's alright." The chivalrous Sea King didn't seem to mind. "I took your hand voluntarily. I knew you would launch an attack, but I still couldn't defend against it. We've been fighting for a while now!"

King Jihai was overjoyed at first: "Great, you understand me!" Then his expression turned serious: "I will take you back to Japan! Together we will guide the lost people! We will guide the disciples of the Paolinji Kung Fu!"

His response was a silent attack from Retsu Kaioh; even with an arm severed, Retsu Kaioh remained incredibly strong.

Hanon, who was watching the battle, reacted more to Ji Haiwang's words: "Hehehe, that uncle is still the same missionary fanatic as ever."

"I heard you've fought him? What are your impressions of the Japanese Paolinji Kung Fu?" Suddenly, the sound of wheels rolling over the ground came from behind Huayin. Needless to say, only Guo Haihuang's wheelchair could make that sound backstage at the Grand Tournament.

Knowing who it was, Hanon didn't turn around: "It's quite an innovative martial art."

Guo Haihuang, wheeling himself, came to Huayin's side and watched the clash between Ji Haiwang and Lie Haiwang side by side. Hearing this, he added, "You have a high opinion of them... I heard that the current successor of the Paolin Temple Fist is not very strong. Headmaster Ji Haiwang is the number one in the Japanese Paolin Temple Fist. Judging from Ji Haiwang's skills, this school is not very good~"

In the arena, although Retsu Kaioh only had one arm, his footwork was so strong that even Kanon had struggled to keep up. So, relying on the agility of his legs, Retsu Kaioh quickly and completely overwhelmed Jikai-oh, leaving him dizzy and covered in bruises.

"Although his strength isn't exceptional, he has a deep understanding of martial arts theory." Hua Yin was still explaining the Paolin Temple Fist to Guo Haihuang: "The current headmaster, Zong Longshen, is a very insightful uncle. His 'Pressure Technique' combines the essence of past 'Hard Techniques' and 'Soft Techniques,' and can even break my ability to neutralize force. His own martial arts prowess isn't exactly outstanding, but after ten years of hard work, the Paolin Temple Fist has become very vibrant!"

It was almost as if she was cooperating with Hanon's commentary. As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Haiwang used a strange move. After being beaten up by Lie Haiwang, Ji Haiwang assumed a terrible posture: he knelt on the ground with his back to Lie, and covered his head with his hands, presenting a bizarre posture.

The audience was completely bewildered: "Huh? Did he give up the match?"

However, Hua Yin, Guo Haihuang, and Lie Haiwang on the field were all martial arts masters, and they immediately saw the extraordinary nature of Ji Haiwang's strange move: "This is an excellent defensive stance. According to human physiology, the back can withstand six or seven times the force of the front. Ji Haiwang would definitely not be able to defeat Lie Haiwang in a direct attack, but he can withstand this move for a long time."

"I do have some ideas, but that's all, isn't it?" A purely defensive stance won't lead to victory. So, while Ji Haiwang's crouching defense with his head covered is durable, it's essentially a surrender, as it appears. Guo Haihuang grinned, mocking not only Ji Haiwang but also the entire Japanese Paolinji Kung Fu style: "Strange and unusual moves can only add icing on the cake; they can't guarantee victory. To continuously improve, develop, and become stronger, one must have a grand vision and lofty aspirations."

Hua Yin was a little confused. She finally turned her head to look at Guo Haihuang. Was the old man too excited about participating in the Grand Tournament? Something felt off.

Before Hanon could think further, the battle between Retsukai and Jikai had already been decided. Just as everyone expected, Retsukai launched a fierce attack but could not break through Jikai's defense, so he stopped and instead raised his knuckles and slowly "stabbed" towards Jikai's spine.

While the back can indeed withstand more impact than the front, humans have not evolved the instinct to fight with their backs to the enemy over millions of years of evolution. This is because the spine is full of nerves, and even a slight touch can cause a great reaction. Therefore, the back is not a natural weapon, but rather a vital point.

With Retsukai's knuckles pressed against his spine, the immense pain, accompanied by an uncontrollable nerve reflex, caused Jikai to jump up with a scream. By the time he realized what was happening, Retsukai had already flashed in front of him and delivered a straight punch with his intact left arm—"Bang!" It hit him squarely in the face.

"Oh no..." The thought only flashed through Ji Haiwang's mind before he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground. But in the last moment before kneeling, Ji Haiwang raised his hands and grabbed Lie Haiwang's arm... Even with only a sliver of a chance, in his final struggle, he was still trying to manipulate the flow of power to overturn Lie Haiwang!

The audience may despise Ji Haiwang's character, but in Lie Haiwang's perception, Ji Haiwang had fought a spectacular match against him. Out of respect for each other, Lie Haiwang scooped up Ji Haiwang, put his arm around his shoulder, and the two helped each other out of the ring: "My friend, you made me fight with all my might and endured all my blows. You are a truly remarkable warrior!"

"Clap clap clap..." Regardless of whether the audience truly understood the bond between Retsu Kaioh and Seki Kaioh, they still applauded the two, as Retsu Kaioh had indeed put on a spectacular battle.

"Lie is a talent." Guo Haihuang and Huayin applauded Lie Haiwang, while Guo Haihuang commented, "Such a talent should be protected and not allowed to wither away."

"Ahem, old man, shouldn't I be the one worried about withering away?" Hanon coughed lightly. "After all, I'll be facing Yujiro Hanma soon."

“It’s indeed your turn to step up…” Guo Haihuang’s face, hidden behind sunglasses, revealed no emotion. He simply looked up at the incandescent light on the ceiling and said leisurely, “But who said your opponent is Yujiro Hanma?”

Author's note: Today's second update will still be quite late.

Section 683, Chapter 676: When the Son of God Meets the Daughter of God

“Well, if the opponent isn’t Yujiro Hanma…” Kanon scratched his head: “then it’s only Ari II.”

Guo Haihuang glanced at her: "What, you don't want to?"

Hanon remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "...Hanma Yujiro is very strong."

Without a doubt, Guo Haihuang has reserved the most formidable enemy for himself. Little Ali is no match for the "fierce" one. Although as long as he continues to win, he will eventually have to face the strongest opponent, does the order of the battle really have no impact?

"Of course I know, it's not your place to worry about me." Guo Haihuang shrugged: "It's precisely because Hanma Yujiro is a master that I want to fight him fairly. If I let you fight him first, you will be seriously injured no matter who wins or loses, which will jeopardize my victory."

A super strongman seeking a fair fight against an equal enemy... sounds like a logically consistent answer, but Guo Haihuang is not Lie Haiwang. Lie Haiwang said something similar in the Tokyo Dome underground arena more than half a year ago, and it sounds very believable coming from him. But when it comes to Guo Haihuang, who even manipulates the schedule, there is no sincerity in his words.

So the answer is that Guo Haihuang used himself to fight against Hanma Yujiro. No matter the outcome, the winner would never escape unscathed and would be much weaker when facing Kanon again... This was to protect Kanon!

Hanon was somewhat moved. The old man, who was still quite cunning, had shown the care of a senior for a junior. But beyond the emotion, Hanon also felt a sense of heaviness. If Guo Haihuang couldn't defeat Yujiro, then she would become the one bearing the hopes of Chinese martial arts. When facing the "strongest creature in the world," she would have to fight to the death! Victory was the only option; there was no retreat, no retreat; and no room for error.

"The responsibility is heavy... but the old man has already gone to such lengths, what reason do I have to back down?" Hanon stepped into the ring with a serious expression. All she could do was defeat Little Ali and then witness the ultimate showdown between Guo Haihuang and Yujiro.

Hanon's mindset has changed, but the audience, unfamiliar with her, cannot see it. They only know that this is a battle between the pride of Chinese martial arts, a genius female martial artist who has dominated multiple fighting competitions and achieved results that most people can only dream of in a lifetime, and the successor of the boxing king, Muhammad Ali II, whose hands embody the dreams, hopes, and fighting power of boxing champion Muhammad Ali. It is a spectacular duel between a "daughter of a god" and a "son of a god."

Just as Mihono, Adam, and Hitomi realized that something was wrong with Kanon, their conversation was interrupted by deafening cheers.

Little Ali also made an appearance.

"Miss Ye, your expression is so serious~" Xiao Ali had never seen Kanon before; she was either laughing and joking with Miho or giving him a perfunctory and helpless response to his advances. This was the first time he'd seen Kanon with such a cold expression and slightly furrowed brows. He had to admit, this side of Kanon possessed a unique beauty that Xiao Ali had never seen before.

Hanon did not answer.

If Little Ali were smarter and more knowledgeable, he would know that this kind of beauty, or rather, atmosphere... is called austerity.

As a young American, Ali had only ever seen the straightforward force of a storm, but never the fluttering of butterflies before a tornado forms, or the dark clouds pressing down before a storm. At this moment, the wind was still gentle, the flowers were still in bloom, and the innocent Ali had no idea what he was about to face.

“Ali II… he’s much stronger than me.” The Silent Sea King had recovered from his defeat and came to the sidelines with his “teammates” to watch the fight. “I just saw him practice backstage; he’s incredibly agile and has a unique beauty, almost like he’s dancing, completely unlike the clumsy heavyweight boxers. I’ve heard that the previous generation’s champion, Gaolang, and even earlier, the ‘Golden Emperor’ Carlos Medel, were all incredibly fast boxers, but Ali II’s footwork is completely different from theirs, perhaps even surpassing them…”

"Hoo..." Yujiro Hanma exhaled a breath of stale air, then laughed: "Hahahaha... Oliva, the Sea King still hasn't figured it out."

Silent Sea King was taken aback: "What did you see?"

Ignoring his question, Oliva spoke directly to Yujiro: "It's fine that the Sea King didn't recognize it, but it's bad that Ari II didn't recognize it either."

Yujiro watched as little Ali leaped around the ring, ready to pounce on Kanon at any moment, and unusually spoke at length: "I once visited Muhammad Ali's home; he was just a toddler then. His father had high hopes for him, believing that his prodigy son, whom he had nurtured from a young age, would inherit and develop his skills, going further to perfect Muhammad Ali's unique style, transcending boxing and becoming a martial art... Hmph, naive." Yujiro's tone shifted, becoming somewhat disdainful: "That foolish guy is still just doing exercise."

"It's a pity he can't hear you." Oliva smiled. Since he had already advanced to the next round, he didn't care about the outcome between Ali and Kanon. Besides, Oliva, who was closer to Kanon, was happy to see Kanon win: "It's rare for the 'World's Strongest Creature' to say so much for a junior. He has no idea how lucky he is!"

Yes, Little Ali is still waving his fists and showing off his skills to Kanon.

He even warned Hanon: "Miss Ye, please be careful~ I know you are very strong, and you have also watched me defeat that monk to qualify for the competition, but I must remind you, I am a boxer without gloves these days."

Boxing gloves offer dual protection for both the opponent and the boxer. However, the boxer is only protected in terms of hand bones, while the opponent's head is protected. In other words, a boxer without gloves is even more lethal and dangerous.

Hanon still didn't answer.

"Duang!" The gong rang out, and Little Ali charged out, heading straight for Huayin!

Despite Ali's apparent ignorance of his situation, he did not underestimate Kanon; on the contrary, his "remaining heart" was quite remarkable.

There are no shortcuts in life. Many profound truths are right there and everyone understands them. For example, once you step into the ring, it's a life-or-death struggle. You can't show mercy to your opponent before the outcome is truly decided. Little Ali understood this as well. Therefore, his first strike was a hook punch to Hanon's face. This was no ordinary hook punch. Little Ali protruded his knuckles outward, giving this punch extra strong cutting power. It was similar to the move that Aguya Kiyoaki used to tear open his opponent's wound. It was a bankrupt version of "Finger Razor".

Little Ali's punches were incredibly fast. He was confident that even if Hana reacted and retreated in time, she would still be swept away by the force of the punch and suffer a cut: "Miss Ye, I'm sorry, I hope you're not as strong as the legends say, otherwise you'll be disfigured~ such a beautiful..."

“...face... um?” It took Little Ali about three seconds to finish the thought, and then he realized that what he saw in front of him was a white light.

"When? I fell to the ground?"

Author's Note: It's really late. I spent a long time playing with my girlfriend today... Although the conditions are tough, I will try my best to maintain updates for the next few days!

Chapter 684 Chapter 677: Flower Frankenstein Sound

Little Ali lay on the ground, completely bewildered. This is a normal phenomenon; when people are knocked unconscious, their reactions are often "Who am I?", "Where am I?", and "What should I do?".

On the contrary, bystanders see things more clearly.

Most of the audience were ordinary people; they only saw Xiao Ali leap towards Hanon, who twisted her body, rapidly closing in on Xiao Ali, and then threw a punch that grazed Xiao Ali's chin, causing the "Child of God" to lose consciousness instantly. That punch, from the movement to the strike, wasn't just lightning fast; it was practically a blur, so fast that people's consciousness couldn't keep up. They only realized what had happened after Xiao Ali fell to the ground.

"Wow, Ye Haiwang is amazing! She's so fast! No wonder she's a genius girl, she's incredible!" That was the only comment the onlookers could give.

This isn't entirely wrong, but it misses the point, making it seem as if Hanon's martial arts are merely about speed. To truly knowledgeable and skilled martial artists, that punch is far more than just fast—it represents unimaginable, terrifying power!

Oliva touched his face, which still hurt a little from being kicked by Long Shuwen. It was also inexplicably hot. "Miss Ye's attack seems a bit familiar."

"Hehehe, high level, high level~" Guo Haihuang was so happy that he could hardly sit still in his wheelchair: "So that's how it works? Using the principle of force dissipation to accelerate the body's ejection, while the muscles strictly execute the predetermined movement trajectory, the body is already in the most suitable position before the punch is thrown. The time difference creates a misjudgment of the timing of the punch in the opponent's subconscious, and finally, after exhausting all strength, the punch is thrown out again, delivering a 'supersonic jab'... Little girl, you're a monster stitched together~"

Just as the shrewd Guo Haihuang said, Hanon incorporated three profound techniques—"force dissipation," "Long Shuwen-style fast punch," and "supersonic punch"—in a split-second attack. What seemed like just a single punch reached an astonishing level in terms of technical sophistication, sheer power, and the resulting victory! Hanon when she gets serious is terrifying!