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Seeing this scene, Atlas almost thought he was hallucinating, that nothing had actually happened, and that he had suddenly gone mad thinking the end of the world was coming... Of course he wasn't crazy. After Atlas crawled out completely from under the table, he saw that the coffee shop was a mess. Apart from the chairs where Kanon and Hanayama were sitting, and the table that Kanon was resting on, everything around them was either destroyed or overturned. Centered on the place where the three of them were, it was as if a tornado had passed through or a bomb had been detonated!

“It seems I’m not crazy. Such a ferocious attack really happened, and Ye Huayin endured it so easily…” Atlas’s body trembled uncontrollably: “Hehehe, I think it’s this world that’s gone mad.”

At this moment, Atlas could no longer find the chair he was originally sitting in—it had been blown away by Huashan's fist and crashed onto another table far away, along with the table and the cups and plates on it, which then slammed into the wall and turned into a pile of fragments.

Atlas knew that he was like that chair, unworthy to remain at that table and continue the fight. The difference in their levels was too great; there was no comparison. Since he had come to the East to seek the Dao, and now that the answer had emerged, he should leave with dignity, lest he remain and become a laughingstock.

But unwisely, Atlas just didn't want to leave... He knew exactly why: "Since I'm here, even if I'm not as good as them, even if I'm embarrassing myself, at least let me see Ye Huayin in action once!"

So Mr. Atlas stood awkwardly by the table, not saying a word. Fortunately, neither Kanon nor Hanayama paid him any attention, which prevented the awkwardness from escalating.

Kanon originally wanted to say a few words to Atlas, but Kaoru Hanayama spoke first: "Your defensive technology has become this strong..."

Kanon and Hanayama faced off in the finals of the "BIG" Grand Prix. At that time, Kanon was a beginner in "power absorption" and although she had achieved some results, she still had some shortcomings. She was once cornered by Hanayama and almost lost, and suffered a serious injury as a result. Time has passed, and Kanon now has "Thunderbolt" and even "Heaven of Separation". Even her single "power absorption" is much more proficient than before. She can deal with Hanayama's attacks with ease, which is truly admirable.

But Kaoru Hanayama wasn't saying these things out of sentimentality, at least not for that purpose. The underworld saint abruptly changed the subject, his tone serious with a hint of displeasure: "But why didn't you attack?"

Huashan had just launched a fierce attack, but Huayin had only silently endured it without any intention of retaliating. Even when Huashan slowed down his attack and left an opening, Huayin did not seize the opportunity to quickly break in, which naturally made Huashan feel frustrated.

"Um, this..." Hanane scratched her head, unsure how to answer. Hanayama, however, was very understanding and waved his hand, "You don't need to say anything, I know what you're thinking. You believe that once the attack begins, the battle will end instantly, right? You want me to use as many of my skills as possible, so I won't have any regrets, right?"

Hanon fell silent. Hanayama seemed overly understanding; everything he said... was correct.

"You're underestimating me." Hua Shan's eyes were filled with displeasure, making Hua Yin feel uncomfortable. Seeing Hua Yin remain silent, he continued, "You're not wrong about my strength; perhaps we really have fallen behind. But you've misjudged me emotionally, Miss Ye. Am I someone who can't accept defeat?"

Ah, what a formal way to address her. Hanon truly felt Hanayama's reproach.

Huashan picked up the bottle of strong liquor he had brought from the ground. It was a miracle that the bottle had survived the fierce attack without a scratch. Huashan downed the rest of the liquor in one gulp: "I challenged you because I crave a fight where I give it my all, not because I crave victory. You can easily defeat me, and I won't blame you, but if you hold back and can't fight to your heart's content, then you're really not a good friend."

Faced with Hanayama's situation, what could Hanon say? She couldn't even muster the energy to argue—Hanayama knew everything, and lying to him would be self-deception and an insult to both of their intelligence and emotional intelligence.

"I understand." So all Hanon could say was, "I just showed you my defense, now I'll show you my attack..." As she spoke, she glanced at Hanayama and noticed that he was still not very happy. Hanon's eyes immediately lit up, and she figured out what Hanayama wanted: "Uh, what I mean is, let's continue to fight each other. This time I will go all out."

That's more like it! Isn't fighting just about you punching me and me punching you back?

The next moment, Kaoru Hanayama stood up from her seat again, swinging her fist, the size of a sandbag, at Kanon. Atlas subconsciously narrowed his eyes: "Again?"

Author's Note: I'm so sorry for updating so late. I'll try my best to keep up with the update schedule today.

Section 794, Chapter 785: Ye Huayin, You Are So Gentle

Mr. Atlas's astonishment didn't last long, and he no longer needed to endure another round of powerful punches from Kaoru Hanayama, because before Hanayama's fist could even touch Kanon, Kanon had already struck first, hitting them...

Hanayama and Atlas were both punched at the same time, and both of them showed strange expressions: "Huh? What's going on?"

Neither of them had very strong thinking abilities, because Kanon attacked their chins, causing considerable dizziness. However, Hanayama had high defense and health, while Atlas was hit by the "No-Fang Strike" air punch, which was slightly weaker, so it did not result in an instant kill.

Therefore, after the two raised the same question, their thinking immediately diverged. Atlas thought, "She clearly went to hit Kaoru Hanayama, so how come I was the one who got punched?"

Hua Shan thought to himself, "What a heavy blow! She didn't make any big moves, yet I can't even stand up..."

Remember when Hanayama last fought Hanon? Hanon only managed to land a single blow after pushing her limits to the raw, original version of the "Supersonic Fist," leaving her own arm badly injured. Now, she not only easily withstands Hanayama's attacks but also makes him dizzy with a casual punch... To be at her level and still constantly improving is truly astonishing!

Hanayama's astonishment didn't last long either. After being hit by Hanon, his movements faltered. Just as he was about to throw another punch, Hanon's second blow arrived.

It was still "no-square attack," simultaneously targeting both of them, and again, a punch to the chin. Kaoru Hanayama and Atlas were hit at the same time.

"Bang—" Atlas's chin was struck twice in quick succession. Even without any special abilities, the champion couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground, swaying. Being a strong man, Atlas still had time to think before losing consciousness: "Ah, is this Ye Huayin's attack? How come I still haven't seen her make a move..."

This poor fighting champion has been reduced to a nobody, a mere extra. But on the bright side, his trip to the East, though brief, will be a memory he'll cherish for a lifetime…

On the other side, Kaoru Hanayama was not having an easy time either. After being hit twice, his body stiffened and swayed more and more violently, and his offensive completely stopped.

However, Hanayama remained remarkably clear-headed: "This is probably the technique Kanon used to defeat Pikachu, completely seizing the opponent's breathing rhythm during the attack and striking my weakest point. Such an attack is indeed very effective; how did Pikachu withstand it for so long before?"

“Brother Huashan, you’re really strong.” Huayin spoke up, standing up for the first time since they met that evening. “In terms of resilience, you’re not much weaker than Pike. If you keep using these tricky attacks, it’ll probably take a long time…”

The two were old friends and understood each other's temperaments well. Huashan was not only physically strong, but his mental fortitude and courage far exceeded common sense. If he was determined to resist, even though Huayin's attacks were effective and powerful, knocking him unconscious with one punch and making him unsteady with two punches, it was still a long way from truly defeating Huashan! At least, the current attack was not enough.

So, Kanon stood up, stretched out her arm to Kaoru Hanayama, and launched a more effective third attack... it was Kudou.

Instead of using the highly lethal "Supersonic Punch," Hanon gently covered Hanayama's face with her hand. The air with its special oxygen content was indeed toxic enough, even more so than ether, and the resolute Hanayama immediately softened.

"You really went easy on me after all." This was Huashan's last thought before he fell into a coma, but even he was a little surprised that he did not feel the same resentment as before.

The difference in their strength was already significant; no matter how she fought, Kanon would win easily. Using gentler attacks was Kanon's act of mercy, a mercy only the strong could bestow upon the weak. Hanayama probably subconsciously understood this, which is why she had no complaints about the outcome of the battle.

"Ye Huayin, you are so gentle."

Catching Hanayama as he fell, Kanon gently placed him on a chair. She then helped Atlas, who had also fallen, to his seat and placed him in her own. She went to the kitchen and poured each of them a glass of warm juice, believing it would help relieve their headaches once they woke up. After doing all this, Kanon made herself a takeout iced coffee and skipped out of the cafe—she needed to get back for dinner!

"What a polite child."

On the Tokyo Skytree, far away, someone was monitoring what was happening with a high-powered telescope. Against the backdrop of the enormous telescope, the two elderly people looked even thinner and more frail.

One of the old men was Tokugawa Mitsunari. Hearing another shabby old woman praising Hanon, he felt proud as well: "Ya Hanon is full of martial virtue, and her character shines as brightly as her strength... How about it, Sister Hanko, isn't my arena championship amazing?"

The old woman was wearing sunglasses even at night, her messy gray hair fluttering in the wind, her clothes sloppy and unkempt, and the wrinkles on her face looked like they attracted a lot of dust... However, she was Tokugawa Hanko, the older sister of Tokugawa Mitsunari, another rich thirteenth-generation heiress.

Upon hearing this, Tokugawa Hanko laughed heartily, unusually refraining from mocking her younger brother, and instead nodded: "You're quite lucky to have found such an outstanding champion. The soul of Hayao Miyabi... has many people already reserved it!"

"Reserve her soul?" Tokugawa Mitsunari was slightly surprised, but not at the "reservation of a soul," but at the idea of ​​reserving it for his own sister: "You're so old, what use would it be to reserve it for you?"

"Pah! I may be getting old, but looking across all of Japan, you won't find a psychic stronger than me. Booking with me is unreliable, but going to those swindlers is much more reliable?" Tokugawa Hanko spat. She and Tokugawa Mitsunari were both in their seventies or eighties. The siblings had a deep relationship, but it wasn't exactly close or friendly.

At that moment, Tokugawa Hanko yelled at his younger brother, "Aren't you going to come and beg me for this today too?"

Huh? It was Tokugawa Mitsunari who asked his older sister to come to Tokyo Skytree just to watch Kanon's battle?

The answer is of course no. Watching the battle was just a minor incident, something done on the spur of the moment. The Tokugawa siblings did not come here for Kanon.

"The person you're talking about is underground?"

"Yes, underground."

“Miyamoto Musashi… Bringing him back might be very dangerous.”

"But that's Miyamoto Musashi! Besides, the dragon is already drawn, only the eyes are missing. Things have come to this point, and there's no way to back down now."

"...Fine, since your good-for-nothing brother has asked, I'll help you with this."

The two elderly people put down their binoculars, turned around, and went straight to the basement of Tokyo Skytree.

Author's Note: There will be another update in a little while, but it looks like I can only update three times today.

Section 795, Chapter 786: Miyamoto Musashi Has Arrived

A lot happened last night, so compared to that, the duel between Kanon and Hanayama was just a small sparring match, not even a warm-up.

The Tokyo Skytree, before the Burj Khalifa in Dubai, was the world's tallest tower at 634 meters. Its name sounds similar to "Musashi" in Japanese, and it was originally built to commemorate "Musashi Province." However, it also happens to share the name of Miyamoto Musashi, Japan's greatest swordsman, leading to much discussion about their connection. Until last night, the Skytree and Miyamoto Musashi truly became linked…

But Kanon was unaware of all this. She ate, slept, and played games as usual, spending an incredibly normal day as a high school girl. The next morning, she was woken up by the butler, Ito, in a daze, put on her school uniform, and went to school with her schoolbag.

As for the Takakaze mansion, after seeing Hanon off, Butler Ito turned around and returned to the side hall. Upon seeing Takakaze Kirito, he asked directly, "Master, is something on your mind today?"

Like many teenagers, especially boys, Kanon didn't like breakfast, and sometimes if she overslept, she simply wouldn't eat. Usually, when he saw Kanon skipping breakfast, his elder, Kirito Takakaze, would give her a token scolding and tell her to at least eat a piece of bread and stuff some milk in her bag before leaving—the Takakaze family's luxury car always had a case of milk in the trunk! However, today Kirito was very calm, eating his breakfast without a care, and didn't say anything when he saw Kanon running past him without eating. This was unusual, so the old butler deduced that something had happened.

"Sigh, nothing can be hidden from you." Takakaze Kirito sighed. The old butler had lived through three generations of the Takakaze family, and had known him since childhood. He knew everything and noticed his unusual behavior at a glance. He didn't intend to hide this from Ito either, and pointed to the television next to him, where the morning news was being broadcast as usual.

"The Metropolitan Police Department has sent shocking news: this morning a man claiming to be 'Miyamoto Musashi' appeared in the bustling streets of Shibuya and had a violent clash with the police, knocking down five officers. Below is the CCTV footage from the scene."

I switched channels several times, and they were all talking about this; it was the biggest news of the morning. In the surveillance video, "Miyamoto Musashi," wearing wooden clogs and a martial arts uniform, was unarmed but easily knocked down five strong patrol officers with a flick of his wrist. His speed was unbelievable; his hands appeared as blurry in the video. In just a second or two, the five men were lying on the ground, unable to get up again.

"It is said that this man had previously knocked down several police officers in Shinjuku. This incident has drawn great attention from the Metropolitan Police Department, which is currently conducting an active investigation. Who exactly is this man who claims to be an ancient sword saint?"

"Biu~" Kirito turned off the television and sighed. He didn't need to say anything; the old butler knew what he meant.

"Sir, are you worried about Miss Hanon fighting with this 'Musashi'?"

Butler Ito is truly a kindred spirit! Kirito nodded: "That's right."

“I don’t think you need to worry too much,” the old butler advised. “This man isn’t the real Miyamoto Musashi. Even if he were the original, Miss Kanon defeated the ancient powerhouse Pike without much difficulty. Perhaps the real Miyamoto Musashi wouldn’t be her match.”

Kiji shook his head: "Sigh, although I've let that girl pursue her hobbies, and she's really doing well, getting stronger and stronger, Miyamoto Musashi and Pike are different. If it were the real Miyamoto Musashi... he would be using a sword."

"Hmm, we must be careful about that..." The old butler nodded, and when it came to swordplay, he couldn't help but worry about Hanon: "Fortunately, Miss Hanon hasn't been fighting much since the battle with Pike. She has a wide range of interests, so her attention might have shifted to other things."

Emmm, Kirito and Ito were right about one thing: Kanon wasn't really that interested in Miyamoto Musashi. Even with Pikachu, it was others who were interested in Pikachu; Kanon only defeated Pikachu to break people's obsessions. The situation is similar this time. As news and videos of Musashi spread, the Guji father and son of the Shinshinkai started to stir again. Jack Hanma stopped giving injections, Shibukawa Goki couldn't sleep and started practicing martial arts at the dojo, while Motobu Izo sat quietly in his room for a whole day and night, deep in thought…

As for what Kirito and Ito misunderstood, it's that Kanon hasn't strayed far from fighting! Yesterday, she just finished sparring with Hanayama and Atlas, who were introduced by Tokugawa Mitsunari. Tonight after school, Kanon is going to participate in a battle arranged for her by Yamashita Kazuo of the Kengan Association.

After the final elimination tournament, Kengan has changed a lot, but its love for using abandoned buildings as venues remains the same. Tonight's battle will be held in an abandoned nightclub, and this piece of land is also the target of the competition between the two sides.

As soon as Yamashita Kazuo arrived, everyone looked at him and laughed—not at Kong Yiji, but because Yamashita Kazuo had truly established prestige among the members of the Kengan Association. As Chairman Nogi's right-hand man, he was an unfathomable figure of real power, yet he was also a good person and very polite to everyone, thus accumulating a large following and being able to get along well wherever he went.

Yamashita Kazuo first apologized to the president of the company who commissioned him to provide the fighting skills: "I'm really sorry, President Liu, this competition is a bit special. The contestants who participate will not receive commissions, but their identities are required to be kept confidential."

"Not at all, President Yamashita is too kind. Murobuchi has just recovered from his injuries and is still quite unstable to participate. I am deeply grateful that you are willing to provide a 'legendary' fighter this time."

Today's opponent is none other than the Kengan Association's large corporation, Heikeku, whose president is named Yanagi Makoto, and whose original exclusive fighter was Murobuchi Gozo. Uncle Murobuchi was badly injured by Wakatsuki Samurai's heavy punch in the final elimination match and has been recovering and rehabilitating for a long time. He was just preparing for his official return when he ran into this formidable opponent. To be honest, President Yanagi was reluctant to send his trusted and beloved fighter into battle, as a loss would be a huge blow.

Their opponent today is Tanishi Pharmaceutical, which has hired a new fighter known as "Wolf Soldier" to fight Black Wolf. This "Wolf Soldier" is incredibly strong, having won six consecutive matches in just six months since his debut. In his last match, he even defeated Harada, a contestant in the preliminary round of the elimination tournament. He is a representative of the new generation of fighters.

"Black Wolf, I heard that the other side replaced Murobuchi with another 'legendary' fighter. You'd better be careful," the president of Tanishi Pharmaceuticals kept reminding Black Wolf.

"Hey, don't worry, 'legendary' isn't anything special." Black Wolf was a muscular, dark-skinned man who looked very capable. He grinned, full of confidence.

"Phew, that's true. I have confidence in your abilities." President Tanishi had worked with Black Wolf before and knew that this guy was incredibly strong. "Anyway, it's just a small dispute worth tens of millions of yen. Even if the other side replaces Murobuchi with another 'legendary' fighter, he won't be a top-tier figure. Black Wolf's strength is above average even among 'legendary' fighters. We have a great chance!"

The crowd watching from the sidelines chanted, "Defeat your opponent! Black Wolf!"

"Go for it! Let's see the strength of the 'new generation'!"

"Here we go! Let's go for seven consecutive wins!"

"Black Wolf looks great..." Yamashita Kazuo scratched his head and looked around. "She should be here by now, right?"

Black Wolf stepped forward and called out, "Hey, Mr. Yamashita, hasn't the fighter you found for the clothing store arrived yet?"

“Uh…she…” Yamashita Kazuo was getting a little anxious. He had just taken out his phone to contact Kanon when Kanon walked into the building.

"Sorry, school let out late again..."