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Zhu Mei also came to Hanon's side and leaned on the railing to look into the distance. In the distance, the harbor was faintly visible, and the sea was shimmering with moonlight. The night was deep, the moon was alluring, and there was no one else to disturb them on the deck. This atmosphere... was a bit too perfect!

Kanon and Akemi didn't look at each other or speak, but the silence only grew stronger, creating an increasingly ambiguous atmosphere between them. Meow meow meow? How could such longtime friends suddenly have a spark ignite between them...?

"Um, Rimi-sensei is alright now." Akemi broke the silence and started making conversation. Kanon immediately followed up with an awkward laugh: "The teacher must have been under a lot of pressure! Back then, when everyone was exercising with your new hammer and tire, she was hitting it so hard that the hammer bounced back from the tire and she even hit her head."

"Luckily it wasn't a serious injury, just a fright. A band-aid will do." Zhu Mei shook her head with a wry smile: "Practicing swinging a sledgehammer is very dangerous. Ms. Rimi is already very lucky."

“Exactly! Even though you brought the hammer and tires back to Japan, Mr. Shirogane doesn’t have the space for this kind of training in his gym, does he? Or are you planning to put them in the Soryuin family villa for your own use?” At this point, Hanon remembered that Akemi’s older sister, Shion, was also a muscle fanatic, and it was normal for the two sisters to have gym equipment at home: “Oh, I was just overthinking it. Your sister shares the same hobby as you, so there shouldn’t be any problem.”

Zhu Mei shook her head again: "No, it's better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone. I have other plans."

Seeing the sly glint in Zhu Mei's eyes, Hana couldn't help but gasp: "What do you want?" She knew Zhu Mei all too well; the girl was good in every way, but she wasn't always so virtuous...

“Actually… I’m already 18, so my sister gave me some start-up capital so I could try running my own small company.” Zhu Mei’s face was flushed. “This trip to Russia was, in a way, my last relaxation before I started getting busy. I’ve already applied for a plot of land to build an office building. The construction site is perfect for everyone to get some sledgehammer training, which will also speed up the construction process.”

As expected, Zhu Mei has her own little scheme, but... Hanon familiarly rubbed her forehead: "Everyone would be happy to help you build the company, but asking them to practice swinging sledgehammers is just too bizarre!"

However, in the two years since her transmigration, Kanon has grown from a sickly girl into a peerless martial arts master, and others haven't remained unchanged either. Not to mention close friends like Miho, Hitomi, Adam, and Rito, Jack Hanma has transformed from a drug addict into a cyborg of the Nth generation; Guo Haihuang has gone from being the Sea King of the Martial Arts Province to the former Sea King; Kano Aki has gone overseas, transforming from the cold-blooded and ruthless Fang of the Destroyer into a wandering seeker of the Way; Kobayakawa Sena has also gone to America, going from a bullied errand boy to a hope for Japanese American football; and then there's Saeba Ryo and Makimura Kaori, the City Hunter duo whose playful romance is also progressing towards a happy ending…

Now even Zhu Mei is embarking on a new stage in her life.

"Have you figured out what the new company will do?"

"Not yet, but I'm going to university and there aren't any outstanding people around to manage things for me, so I'll probably start with lighter tasks."

"A talent to manage? I know one." Hanako didn't hesitate to recommend her own little Tong: "That child is very experienced, I'll introduce her to you another day."

Cough cough, Xiaotong is really amazing. She manages the projects under Hanon, such as "Teasing Pandas" and "Kuaishou", in an orderly manner. Without realizing it, Hanon has forgotten the reality of using child labor and has started to get used to dumping all the tedious things on Xiaotong to handle.

"Yes, I'll consider it." Zhu Mei smiled faintly. "Once this company is on the right track, I'll try to join the Kengan Association. When that happens, please introduce me to some fighters!"

"Okay... Huh?" Hanon was stunned. What did Zhu Mei say? She was asked to introduce the fighters?

Seeing Hanon frozen in place, Akemi's smile widened even more. She had been waiting for this expression from Hanon for a long time: "Hehe, Hanon, you don't really think I haven't heard of your name in all this time, do you? No way, no way, no way?"

Well, that's true. Hibiki, Ayaka, Gina, and Rimi-sensei are all ordinary people in the outer world, but Akemi is the real second young lady of the Kanadein family. Even if Shion doesn't tell her about Kanon, there are always people coming and going in life, and Kanon's fame is growing day by day. It's impossible for Akemi to completely shut out news about Kanon! And as long as Akemi is curious and tries to investigate, Kanon's deeds will have already spread throughout the inner world and become common knowledge. It's no secret to anyone.

"Ah, ah..." Hanon's mouth opened and closed but she couldn't speak. Zhu Mei knew the reason for her identity and understood immediately; asking further would be superfluous. Hanon was now filled with a mix of shame, fear, and relief, a complex blend of emotions that left her speechless.

"Kanon, you look quite cute like this~" Akemi teased Kanon again, even deliberately leaning closer as if to kiss her. But after that shocking conversation, the ambiguous atmosphere between the two had faded considerably. After staring at each other for a few seconds, Kanon and Akemi burst out laughing at the same time.

Zhu Mei smiled and reassured Hanon, "Don't worry, this is a secret between the two of us. We won't tell Hibiki and the others."

"Hahaha... How long have you known about me?" Hanon asked with a laugh.

"Actually, it hasn't been that long, probably since you defeated Piccolo." Zhu Mei looked wistful: "Pico's muscles are amazing! I really envy you, Kanon, being able to touch and punch him yourself. If I had known about you earlier, I would definitely have gone to watch the match."

"Ugh, that guy's muscles are so stiff, they feel awful." Hanon rolled her eyes. Akemi could keep her secrets to herself until they were alone, but she could never hide her muscle fetish; it was too obvious.

Zhu Mei was still regretting missing the chance to observe Piccolo up close: "Oh right, I heard from my sister that Piccolo is going to fight Miyamoto Musashi, the swordsman who has been resurrected in the modern world? Maybe I can go and watch the fight live this time to make up for my regret..."

"Huh? Musashi and Pikachu?" Hanon was surprised. She hadn't been looking at the group chat during her vacation, and the fight between Pikachu and Musashi had been arranged very discreetly, so not many people knew about it. Hanon hadn't expected Musashi to clash with Pikachu.

"In that case, I'll have to find out more about it."

Author's Note: There will be another chapter in a little while.

Section 830, Chapter 821: The Muscle Maniac Invades Tokyo Dome

The Tokyo Dome Underground Arena is a dreamland for many self-proclaimed "pure" martial artists. Compared to high-level underworld fighting tournaments like the Kengan Association and Rengoku, the average level of the competition organized by Tokugawa Mitsunari might be slightly lower, but it is purer. The warriors who fight here are not fighting for money or rewards; their only reward is glory. Those who pursue the titles of "strongest on earth," "unparalleled in the world," and "number one in the world" will never miss this place.

On this day, another battle for the title of strongest is about to begin.

Pico, arguably the strongest warrior in the world, a fierce hunter of Tyrannosaurus Rex in ancient times, faces off against Miyamoto Musashi, the greatest swordsman in Japanese history and a figure revered as a god by the Japanese.

Neither of them are from this world. They came to modern society for different reasons and seem out of place with everything around them. The only thing that remains is their formidable personal combat power, which is still awe-inspiring even after thousands of years.

The arena's master, Tokugawa Mitsunari, walked through the corridor and arrived at the stands. His arrival foreshadowed the start of the battle. The spectators who had been waiting outside since early morning tensed up and became more alert, awaiting Musashi's arrival.

No one waited for Piccolo, because there was no need. Just like when he accepted the challenges from the warriors before, Piccolo sat quietly in a corner of the arena.

But Pike is a little different from before.

"His killing intent is so strong, it's almost tangible." The audience frowned, feeling uncomfortable under Pike's pressure.

Both Pico and Musashi have special identities, so today's audience is not ordinary people either. They are mostly famous martial artists from various places, and more than a hundred people came in one go, sitting scattered in various parts of the stands. Their perspectives are naturally quite extraordinary.

But there were also some innocent bystanders in the stands. In the first row, there was a girl leaning against the railing, staring at Pikachu, panting heavily, looking as if she was about to hunt Pikachu down.

This girl is quite something. She started by sitting on the high stands, but as she couldn't help but stare intently at Pike, she moved from the high stands to the middle, then from the middle down to the front row, and finally sat in the first row. Her bottom was still slowly moving towards Pike inch by inch, like wiping the floor, scooting halfway around the stands, getting closer and closer to Pike.

Just as the girl was about to move a little more, Pico suddenly twitched his nose, and then a strong arm reached out from behind, grabbed the girl's waist, and dragged her backward.

"Oh dear, Miss Zhu Mei, please don't move any closer! You're almost in Pico's restricted area!"

That's right, the girl who's so obsessed with Pikachu that she can't control herself is none other than Akemi Soruin. After talking to Kanon, she also got the chance to enter the arena to watch Pikachu's battle against Musashi today. The person who just reached out to stop Akemi was Adam. Kanon wasn't in the stands for some reason, so Adam was assigned the task of looking after Akemi.

"Phew, I didn't understand what Miss meant by 'keep an eye on her' before. Turns out, Miss Zhu Mei is going to rub against Pike's side..." Adam wiped away a cold sweat. He was slightly distracted and almost let Zhu Mei run into the danger zone. He was really startled. You know, today Pike is truly aloof. Zhu Mei is about to attract his attention. If he takes another step forward, it might be a tragedy.

Adam pulled Zhu Mei back to the middle of the stands and found a group of familiar faces to sit down. There were Retsu Kaioh, Guji Katsumi, and several top students of the Shinshin-ryu school. If he got distracted again, they could help keep an eye on Zhu Mei.

...Actually, Adam didn't need to worry too much. After Zhu Mei was dragged over by him, her attention was immediately drawn to the fresh "muscles," and her mouth watered again: "Oh my god, another group of people with amazing muscles... This must be heaven, right? Is fighting competition this exciting? My sister is so cunning, she hasn't told me all these years!"

With Zhu Mei out of the loop, Adam also had his own questions to ask others: "Brother Retsukai, why is Pi so fierce today? I didn't see him exude such pressure even when he fought the young lady last time."

Adam and Retsu Kaioh were old friends, and Retsu Kaioh told him everything he knew: "I heard that Pico hasn't eaten for five days."

"Huh? Five days!" Adam's mouth dropped open. "What is he doing? How can he have the energy to fight after being starved for five days?"

Retsukai's lips curled up slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face: "If Pi Ke can't fight, where does the pressure we're feeling come from?"

Adam has good talent, and he has been taught by the "Martial Saint" Shechuan Gangqi for more than a year. He has also sparred with Hanon the most times among all martial artists. In fact, he has long been among the top-tier experts! He understands many principles, but he is unwilling to think about them in detail due to his habitual thinking. After being reminded by Liehaiwang, he immediately realized: "Amazing, Pi is unleashing his greatest wildness! But even so, five days is too long. If it were me, I would definitely starve to death."

“Truly remarkable.” Retsu Haiwang also held Pike in high esteem: “I heard that Dr. Pain prepared top-quality cloned dinosaur meat for Pike to eat, but Pike, who has been living in the sewers for the past few months under harsh living conditions, has not eaten a single bite of food, only replenishing his water intake as a ninja… It’s not about words, civilization, or values; the consensus Pike and we first reached was precisely the desire of warriors to win!”

"There's probably a personal grudge involved, haha." Katsumi Yuji added with a laugh, "I heard that Pike was drugged and taken out of the sewers by Dr. Pain and his group. Before he could wake up naturally, Musashi slapped him awake, and the two immediately started fighting. Although there was no result at the time, they were both really going at it!"

"Yes, yes, we all know that Pikachu and Musashi will have a very exciting battle." Kato Kiyosumi also arrived and commented on the conversation, his focus on Akemi: "Why is it a different girl today? I looked her over from left to right and for a long time to make sure she's a new face, not Yohane. Adam, where is your young lady? She's not even here for such an important battle?"

“No, Miss Zhu did come, but she separated from us in the parking lot.” Adam scratched his head. “She seems to have other plans. She only told me to take good care of Miss Zhu and not to worry about her.”

"Hello, I'm Akemi Souyuuin." Akemi snapped out of her muscular reverie and greeted the martial artists, also taking the opportunity to advertise: "Um, would any of you be interested in becoming fighters for the Kengan Association? I recently started a new company and I'm looking for excellent muscular men... no, excellent martial artists."

*cough cough* Akemi's move of directly poaching fighters for the Kengan Association from the basement of Tokyo Dome is truly ruthless!

Before Retsukai and the others could respond, footsteps came from the entrance passage opposite Pike—Miyamoto Musashi had entered!

Author's Note: Today's update is done. My recent procrastination has been really painful... I even forgot the title at first.

Section 831, Chapter 822: The World's Number One Body Flow

Miyamoto Musashi was described as magnificent, and with decades of experience as a top-tier martial artist, his gait was undeniably imposing. However, his entrance did not evoke much emotion in the onlookers... because his entrance ceremony ended too quickly.

Musashi had barely peeked out of the entrance tunnel before the audience could even get a good look at him when Pike rushed up to him.

Primitive humans don't have the concept of greeting each other before a fight! Besides, he had been starving himself for five days, making his already dull mind even more confused. When he smelled the familiar scent of the man in front of him, he pounced on him, opening his blood-red maw, ready to swallow Musashi whole.

Pico's charge was extremely fast. This time he didn't use the "second transformation," but his speed was almost as fast as when he charged on all fours after transforming. It should be said that hunger really did drive the release of instinct and physical strength...

None of the people present could see Pikachu's movements clearly. All they knew was that by the time they realized what was happening, Pikachu had already stopped in front of Musashi... with her feet dangling in the air.

A gleaming sword blade was pressed against his face!

Whether it was the keen sense of a master's aura or the swordsman's exceptional eyesight, Musashi, facing Pike head-on, was the only one who could detect Pike's movements. As Pike charged, Musashi gripped his sword, and just as Pike closed in, Musashi drew his katana and unleashed a powerful slash.

Musashi's sword struck Pikachu's face, and what happened was that both Pikachu and Musashi were frozen in place; Pikachu couldn't lunge forward, and Musashi couldn't strike.

Of course, since Pikachu was in mid-air, this peculiar balance did not last long. After about a second or two, Pikachu fell to the ground under the combined effect of gravity and the pressure from the Musashi sword, landing on his feet.

The saying goes, "Power originates from the ground." Once Pike's feet touched the ground, he could use the reaction force from pushing off to boost his strength, much like Achilles in Greek mythology, whose strength was immense as soon as he stepped on the earth! Now, Pike, who seemed as powerful as a god, mustered all his strength again and punched Musashi in the face—"Boom!"

Musashi flew away.

"Ah, ahhh..." It wasn't until Musashi flew out and crashed heavily onto the railing that the audience snapped out of their daze and let out a few gasps of admiration. A few screams of Akemi were mixed in with the noise. Not only was she unfamiliar with martial arts, but it was also her first time truly watching a fight in the Otherworld. As a result, she directly witnessed the performance of Musashi and Pikachu, who were at the pinnacle of their abilities, and was terrified by the bloodshed, ruthlessness, and power.

"What kind of world is this?! Kanon, Kanon has been fighting in places like this all this time? And, she actually beat Pike?" Zhu Mei's mindset, which had been slightly pleased with her control over Kanon these past two days, suddenly turned into endless terror. Pike's monstrous muscles no longer appealed to her. She realized that she really hadn't understood Kanon. The girl who used to chat and laugh in the gym had suddenly become an unknown creature that made her sanity drop to zero.

Lie Haiwang patted Zhu Mei, signaling her to follow his example and take a few deep breaths to regulate her breathing, which finally prevented the young lady from fainting.

While helping Zhu Mei, Retsu Kaioh's eyes never left the arena, and he was discussing with his companions: "Pico's physique is truly the best in the world. He actually withstood Miyamoto Musashi's slash with just his muscles! Amazing!"

"The battle was decided in a single blow?" Katsumi swallowed hard, his brow beaded with sweat. "Miyamoto Musashi didn't even last one move against Pikachu? I... I can't accept this..."

“That punch was too heavy. Even if Musashi can stand up, he'll definitely be dizzy and unable to fight again,” Adam said. “Even if he can hold on, his fvcking katana has been taken by Pike. What will he use to fight?”

That's why Pike's punch not only sent Musashi flying, but also snatched Musashi's sword! Actually, it can't be said that it was snatched; the katana was firmly embedded in Pike's muscles, and Pike simply took over it after Musashi dropped it.

"Pfft—" The blade left Pike's muscle, splattering some blood. Under Miyamoto Musashi's slash, Pike could not escape unscathed.

Pico curiously played with the katana. In the ancient times he lived in, there were no well-developed tools. This kind of sword was a new thing to him. While examining it, he even cut his finger on the blade, which made him quickly pull his hand away, followed by anger.

Enraged, Pike roared and slammed his katana into the ground.

"Ah! He's slashing down!" The audience stared wide-eyed, waiting to see the result. When you strike the ground with a sword or blade, the most common outcome is that it breaks, let alone with Pike's unparalleled strength...

Musashi's sword is naturally a famous sword in Japanese history, called "Unnamed Kinju". Its sharpness can cut through human bones as easily as splitting tofu. In Musashi's hands, it is even more indestructible. It is a true weapon that kills people. Is it going to be destroyed by Pi Ke today?

No! Although this "Unnamed Gold Heavy" is sharp, it has not escaped the traditional evaluation of "cutting hair with a breath and slicing gold and jade". Its biggest advantage over other swords is that it is heavy and sturdy enough to withstand Musashi's terrifying swing force and follow this super swordsman through hundreds of battles without being damaged. Today's skin is not enough!

"Thud—" The blade sank deep into the ground, but did not break.