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Mao fainted, and Kanon had no way to fight. In this state, all she could do was think.

"This state is very advantageous in battle, and I must remember this feeling."

"Mao and Xiaochu's superpowers are the same thing. I believe Xiaochu's superpower form is also a 'slime.' I wonder if there are other strange supernatural beings in the world."

"Didn't Tadakatsu Toyoda just say that my liver isn't very good? Looks like I need to get some rest..."

Valentine's Day is coming soon, we should make plans early.

"Katsumi is still practicing his supersonic punches. His body is unlikely to withstand the side effects. It would be a real pity if this promising young martial artist lost his arm because of his fight with Pike."

"...This state is perfect for daydreaming. Even memories of watching 'Animal World' when I was a child came to mind."

In short, being possessed by an evil spirit is almost like "exorcising a demon." When not fighting, she becomes a thoughtless machine devoid of emotion. Although it only lasts for a short ten seconds, her brain processes a massive amount of information at lightning speed.

"Spring has arrived, all things are reviving, and it's mating season for the animals on the vast grasslands again..."

"A flock of wild ducks, dark and fluffy, floated on the water, their brilliant feathers like clusters of garlands in the afterglow of the setting sun."

"The polar bear landed on the shore and roamed fearlessly across the ice field, beginning a difficult adventure. The male bear had fulfilled his responsibilities as a father after mating, but the female bear's legendary story was just beginning."

Okay, Kanon basically just keeps going through a revolving door of "Animal World".

"Although pistol shrimp are small, they can create a cavitation phenomenon, instantly firing supersonic water cannons and generating sonic booms in the water with instantaneous temperatures reaching 4,500 degrees Celsius, close to the surface temperature of the sun. The sonic booms produced by a large number of pistol shrimp gathered together are the main source of noise faced by submarines on the seabed..."

Pistol shrimp, sonic boom, high temperature... Doesn't it look like a supersonic punch?

How does a pistol shrimp, with its tiny size, manage to unleash such a powerful water cannon without being destroyed?

There are many answers. One is the support of an exoskeleton, which is far more robust than the ligaments that hold up muscles in humans. Another is the body's aerodynamic structure, which reduces the impact in a physical way. A third is that the resistance of water is much greater than that of air, so the shock wave of a sonic boom is not transmitted as violently in water.

Based on these three points, consider self-protection under "supersonic punch." The injury will be quite severe, but it might ensure that your arm won't be ruined.

When Kanon said "I understand," she meant this: as soon as the possession was lifted, Kanon immediately thought of her friend. She wanted to discuss with Katsumi Guji how to overcome the side effects of the "Supersonic Fist" on herself, using the pistol shrimp as a model.

Life is always full of ups and downs. Recently, Kanon has had many problems to worry about, but from the challenge of "Superman Fist" to the troubles of supernatural forces and the duel between Katsumi and Pikachu, the problems are getting better one by one, and she is very happy.

Overjoyed, Hanon jogged all the way. It was more than ten kilometers from Mr. Shirogane's gym to Shinshinkai, but Hanon didn't take a car and ran to her destination on foot.

"Ah, Miss Ye! You've arrived!" The gatekeeper recognized Hua Yin and let her through immediately.

The second floor is the fitness area of ​​the Shinshin Society. Kato Kiyosumi has recovered and has been doing rehabilitation training here recently. When she saw Hanon, she hurriedly greeted her: "Ms. Ye, thank you for the battle with Dorian!"

The third floor is the training ground for all disciples. The acting master here is Mo Tanghou, who is leading a group of disciples in practicing boxing. He greets Hanako as if he were seeing her: "Hello, Miss Ye!"

The disciples joined in, shouting, "Greetings, Miss Ye!"

As for Katsumi Guji, he was on the top floor, where there was a private dojo, usually used only by Guji and his son and core disciples. Hanon rushed up in a few steps and saw Katsumi Guji kneeling in the dojo, meditating. His karate uniform was soaked with sweat, clearly indicating that he had been practicing hard.

"Katsumi-nii!" Kanon was overjoyed—perhaps it was a bit of a compensatory effect after "exorcising demons"—anyway, she ran over and patted Katsumi on the shoulder: "I've found a new inspiration about how to reduce the side effects of 'Supersonic Fist', let's start practicing now!"

“It’s Kanon…” Katsumi Guji turned around, a calm expression on his face: “Can this method make the Supersonic Fist stronger?”

"Oh, it's not to enhance the 'Supersonic Punch,' it might even weaken its power a bit, but it might save your hand..."

"Then there's no need," Katsumi smiled. "At least wait until I return."

"Huh?"

Hanon noticed that the windows of this dojo were missing glass. It was a large dojo with good lighting, and it originally had more than a dozen windows, but now they were all empty, and it felt chilly when the wind blew in.

Katsumi stood up and held out his fist to Kanon, which had several bloody marks on it, indicating that they were relatively fresh wounds: "This morning, I have already mastered the 'Supersonic Fist'. Kanon, learning something is really tiring."

"Ah, you couldn't possibly be..." Kanon wanted to praise Katsumi, acknowledging his genius as the one who "mastered karate." While he didn't possess Kanon's talent, he had improved so much in just a few days, mastering the almost divine "Supersonic Fist." However, Kanon couldn't bring herself to congratulate him, because she understood that given Katsumi's current state of mind, once he mastered this move, what would follow was...

"Yes, I have already spoken to Lord Tokugawa. The battle with Pike is tomorrow."

Author's note: Thinking about it carefully, the pistol shrimp's ability is really quite romantic. It can instantly create a small sun, including "shrimp light," snap its fingers like a super snap, and help itself to hunt... Of course, the pistol shrimp's water cannon is useless to humans because it only lasts for a billionth of a second, which is almost imperceptible.

My mom's visiting at the end of the month, and my girlfriend is coming in a couple of days, so things will be really hectic, and updates might be a bit irregular. Please forgive me, and thank you all!

Section 755, Chapter 747: The Fist of the Masses

The fight between Katsumi and Pike took place the day after he mastered the "Supersonic Fist".

This was a battle that would determine the lives of Katsumi, both physically and mentally. However, when Katsumi informed Tokugawa Mitsunari, Guji Doppo, the Shinshinkai disciples, and Kanon, he remained calm and detached, as if he were dealing with the most ordinary matter.

Even the next morning, when Katsumi was heading to Tokyo Dome, he chose to run as if it were his daily morning warm-up, only occasionally going in to take a look when he passed by Tokyo Dome.

It's as if he's not the main character today.

In fact, this day was unusual. Tokugawa Mitsunari rarely held fighting matches so early in the morning, and even more unusually, he used the stadium on the ground floor of the Tokyo Dome as the arena. As for why he gave up the familiar underground arena, it was because the number of spectators was simply too large—55,000 disciples of the Shinshinkai from the Tokyo area came to cheer on their general.

There were even some special guests.

Katsumi's adoptive mother, Doppo's wife, Natsue, waited side-by-side with Mitsunari Tokugawa at the stadium entrance to encourage her son. After their embrace, Natsue left the stadium—this wasn't a game, and as a mother, she couldn't stand by and watch her child fight for his life.

Then there's Katsumi's birth mother, who left him after her husband's death, leaving him to be adopted by Doppo. Years later, she reappears here, filled with complex emotions, offering her blessings to her bloodline who is about to go to the battlefield... Katsumi also embraces her.

"Both kinds of motherly love are genuine and touching." Not only Tokugawa Mitsunari was watching this scene, but two other distinguished guests who had just entered also happened to see it. They were Kanon and her uncle, Takakaze Kiriki.

The uncle and nephew hadn't attended a major event together for several months. Watching Katsumi and his mother embrace, even the worldly-wise Kirito felt a lump in his throat, probably because he empathized with them: "As a close relative, seeing a younger generation step onto the bloody arena to fight for their lives is a very complicated feeling, with pride, worry, and fear." Kirito glanced at Hanane: "I understand that feeling."

"Uncle, please stop teasing me~" Hanon said, trying to smooth things over with a little coquettishness. She was also looking at Katsumi's side: "I don't like this... It's like setting a flag. It's already a battle with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, and now it's taken another step towards a ten-out-of-ten chance of death."

"I wanted to advise you in the same way back then." Kiji looked at Hanon with even more reproach. Although he hadn't been nagging Hanon about practicing martial arts and fighting lately, as an elder, he could never shake off this worry in his heart.

"Alright, alright, I've always been careful about my safety when I spar with people, and nothing's ever happened to me, has it?" Kanon stuck out her tongue, no longer wanting to dwell on the topic with Kirito. Just then, Katsumi Goji finished greeting his biological mother, changed into his karate uniform, and entered the entrance tunnel of the Tokyo Dome. Kanon urged, "Let's go in and watch the match too."

Katsumi continued forward and encountered Baki Hanma along the way. This boy had been knocked unconscious by Pike's surprise attack, which was quite embarrassing, but it also made him realize his current situation—his growth was not as expected, and he needed to work harder! So the Baki that Katsumi saw was covered in blood after a "virtual battle".

Baki looked at Katsumi, and Katsumi looked at Baki. Their relationship was neither close nor distant. Just a few months ago, during the "Sikorsky Battle," Baki was defeated by Shingoro Koyasu, which left him with a psychological scar. Meanwhile, Katsumi, through his battle with Gaolang, returned to the path of the strong and became more and more mature and powerful.

Baki looked at Katsumi with envy in his eyes: "You beat me to it."

“I can do it.” Katsumi didn’t hold back, instead answering with an air of dominance, and walked straight past Baki.

"You can do it..." Baki also offered his best wishes to his good friend in the martial arts world.

Ke Si continued forward, only to find his adoptive father, Yu Di, walking alone in the end.

The old martial god, with his back to Katsumi, didn't turn around to look at him. He assumed a horse stance, performing a special ritual to send his son off: "You, don't make your old father clean up your messes!"

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

After Katsumi finished speaking, the next step forward was the massive stadium on the surface of the Tokyo Dome, the promised land for his match against Piccolo.

got windy.

However, it wasn't a gentle breeze; rather, it was a mixture of sweat and the smell of cooking fires, an atmosphere only found on a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. It was the expectation that the 55,000 Shinshinkai disciples from the Tokyo area, under the leadership of their instructor, Suedo Atsushi, were offering to their young master, the supreme commander of their school, with the utmost composure and the greatest spirit they could muster from their very core—Don't lose, General!

The condemnation of a thousand people is enough to kill, but the unity of ten thousand people can change their fate. Even a sigh from fifty-five thousand people is a huge impact, let alone a punch thrown by the masses.

This scene was truly unprecedented, an experience many people would never witness in their lifetime. Infected by the atmosphere, not only the disciples of the Shinshinkai, but also other martial artists familiar with Katsumi Kuji in the stands, all contributed their efforts. Kanon, Retsu Kaioh wrapped in bandages, Shibukawa Goki and Adam who rushed to watch the battle after receiving the news... everyone swung their straight punches, cheering for Katsumi.

Yuji Katsumi remained silent and composed, accepting the force of the punch. He had grown from a spoiled young master into a responsible man, and today was the day he would transform into a butterfly and attain enlightenment.

"Are you there? You're in the entrance passage across the street." Katsumi stared straight ahead, his feet moving forward. "Hurry up and come out!"

"Pico!" This was shouted from the people in the stands. Pico rushed out of the entrance passage like lightning, mouth wide open, fangs bared, fingers outstretched, nails sharp—he pounced directly on Katsumi, wanting to bite him in one bite!

Pike's pounce was so swift that others could cry out in surprise, but Keji did not.

The sound he made was like a crackling thunderclap.

In the blink of an eye, the momentum of the attack on Pi Ke suddenly stopped. Yu Ji Keji's fists had already struck various parts of his body in succession—the root of the tongue, the top of the goose, the lightning, the night light, and the crouching rabbit. Five strikes in an instant, all aimed at vital points. Yu Ji Keji's attack was astonishingly fierce from the very first move.

"Brilliant move! As expected of the young master!" The disciples of the Divine Heart Society cheered. To them, this combo was a divine skill that they could only dream of mastering.

Unfortunately, the concept of "gods" had not yet been created in the time when Pico lived.

Katsumi's superb five-hit combo only slightly eased Pike's momentum. One of his feet was blasted off the ground, but before it could reach its highest point, it landed back on the ground. His body pounced forward at an even faster and more ferocious speed, determined to take a big bite out of Katsumi's shoulder!

Alas, since the "divine skill" was useless, Katsumi then resorted to the "devil's trick".

This move is very simple. You don't need to use a rapid five-punch combo. You just need to quickly, accurately, and fiercely kick out and strike Pike's groin.

"Oh..." The majority of the disciples of the Divine Heart Society were male, and they all sighed upon seeing this scene, subconsciously tensing up.

"Huh? Hanon, what are you doing here!" After shivering himself, Takakaze Kirito noticed that Hanon had also shivered, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. How could his beautiful niece be experiencing the pain of a man?

Hanon didn't answer, but focused even more intently on the battle: "A dangerous battle has begun... Katsumi-nii, you have to do your best! And I will do my best to protect you."

Author's Note: Only two updates today... Special circumstances, special circumstances.

Section 756, Chapter 748: Icarus

With a five-hit combo and a kick to his younger brother, Katsumi's attack successfully blocked Pike. This brave and invincible warrior from ancient times could not withstand the pain of being a man and could no longer lunge forward.

But that was all. Pike stopped his attack and immediately smiled, as if praising Katsumi: "Little brother, that was a pretty good attack just now~"

"He...he can still laugh..." A bad feeling arose in the hearts of the disciples of the Divine Heart Society in the audience.

Sure enough, when Pike attacked next, with a "bang," Katsuki was sent flying.

Pi Ke, who could treat the ruthless attacks of the foolish and cunning as child's play, naturally possessed incredibly powerful attacks of his own.

The Tokyo Dome fell silent instantly. For a world-class stadium to be completely silent during a match meant that an exceptionally exciting moment had occurred, and Pico's attack just now was exactly that. He had simply raised his leg and kicked casually, with no special technique involved. Katsumi had also completed his defensive maneuver, yet he was still knocked far away. The Shinshinkai disciples watching were all martial arts practitioners who practiced striking techniques day and night, and naturally recognized the unusual distance involved.

Katsumi Guji is 187 cm tall and weighs 116 kg, which is a very standard physique for a heavyweight fighter. In addition, Katsumi has excellent physical qualities and outstanding fighting skills. Even three or four ordinary martial artists could not shake him in the slightest. However, after Pike's kick, Katsumi could not stand up at all. His feet left the ground and flew seven or eight meters in the air before finally falling to the ground. He had to work very hard to get back up.

"Pico's physical abilities are terrifying." Most of the audience were seeing Pico fight for the first time. Some people were dismissive of the so-called "ape-man," thinking that it was a waste for Katsumi to use martial arts skills, the crystallization of human wisdom, to fight this ignorant and speechless savage. But now, they were all dumbfounded and their minds went blank.

"It's like being hit by a car, Pike, you're something else!" Katsumi wasn't injured, but his internal organs were impacted and he wasn't feeling well. He was also reflecting on the importance of physical fitness: "My birth mother who gave me physical gifts, my adoptive mother who nourished me with rich nutrition... Thank you for giving me such a strong body, so that I can still stand up after such a blow."

After exchanging blows for one round, Katsumi confirmed Pico's strength. This primitive man truly lived up to his reputation as a powerful figure who had repelled Retsu Kaioh and Julius. Challenging him... was definitely the right thing to do!

“Next, it’s my turn to show you my ‘fangs’~” Katsumi Oji faced Piko in an odd stance and tucked his left fist in.

Pike's smile vanished instantly; this primitive man, who lived his life in constant fighting and killing, sensed danger and threat.