A muscular girl is presented to the passionate world of crossover anime.

At times like these, someone with a wild side is needed to break the silence, especially Okubo Naoya and Rito, who are not only wild but also lecherous, showing their lecherous faces and readily blending into the local atmosphere.

"Hey big sister, how about coming to play with me?" The two started striking up conversations separately, attracting frequent glances from the girls with strong moral principles.

However, thanks to the two of them, the guests of the Kengan Association quickly got used to the atmosphere and began to enjoy it. Those who wanted to go to the hotel to rest went to rest, and those who wanted to play at the beach went to the beach. The crowd soon dispersed.

It turns out that this Yuanliu Island is the private property of the film source chairman, and can be described as a resort. The deadly elimination tournament will be held tomorrow, and today is reserved for the companies that have just disembarked to adjust their state and register their identities as fighters.

Most of the fighters joined the leisurely crowd: Sawada was diving; Wu Lei'an and Setsuna were strolling around; the cheerful Imai Kosuke teamed up with the foreign pastor Mogi Robinson to play beach volleyball; Guan Lin and his drinking buddy, Uncle Fisherman, went fishing in the sea; Gao Lang continued to hang out with the overly enthusiastic Burmese lad; Mirai Zero and the curly-haired man from the Wu clan were old acquaintances, not exactly friendly ones, and almost got into a fight, but with Rino's appearance, Mirai Zero turned back into a well-behaved child...

Tokita Ohma is a very simple person who has been eating and drinking all the time. He also ran into Jerry Tyson, whom he had defeated in the preliminary rounds, and learned that the more than one hundred companies that failed in the preliminary rounds had arrived on the island a day early because they did not have to participate in the "competition for fighter slots".

"Oh dear, I almost forgot that tomorrow is the do-or-die elimination match." Yamashita Kazuo, standing next to Ohma, sighed, "The daily training of fighters is very tough, and they rarely get to relax like this."

"Relax?" Jerry glanced at Kazuo Yamashita: "Uncle, you're an amateur. I don't see any sign of relaxation in you..."

Indeed, the fighters all knew perfectly well that the day off arranged by the Pianyuan Miedang was not for them to relax, but rather to allow them to observe each other, analyze the enemy situation, and prepare for the next group selection of opponents by examining muscle composition, movement frequency, and even personality factors.

The fighters are strategically dismissive of their opponents, firmly believing that they will be victorious. However, tactically, they must still take the enemy seriously. Therefore, for the fighters, going to the beach to observe the enemy situation is by no means a relaxing activity.

The people who are truly relaxed are the others: the staff, the audience, and the more easygoing employers.

For example, the chairperson of the board of directors of the Imperial Sakura Academy, Soryuin Shion, is a seasoned muscle enthusiast. She has come to a real paradise, where all she can see are big pectoral muscles.

Or perhaps it's Wu Jialouluo, who, after changing into a bikini, searched everywhere on the beach for the figure of his ideal, Flavor Sander.

"Garuda! Aaaaaah!" The old man of the Wu clan crushed his observation binoculars. "Are you still looking for that bastard?"

The sense of defeat, like having one's own cabbage eaten by a pig, left this once-powerful figure utterly powerless.

"Where is that Flavor? I'm going to kill him right now!"

“Some fighters have been staying in their guest rooms,” a younger member of the Wu clan explained. “Those who deliberately didn’t show up today did so to avoid revealing their strength.”

"Tch, cowardly thief." Old Master Wu spat. In his eyes, the man who stole Garuda's heart was wrong no matter what he did.

However, the other members of the Wu clan were quite certain of "Flavor's" choice: "Neither the Kagen family nor the fighters from Tokyo Electric Power Company showed up, nor did the renowned assassins from the underworld, Kuroki Gensai and Mutba. Truly cautious strongmen hide their strength well. In this respect, Flavor Sander really has the style of our Wu clan."

Ahem, actually, the reason Hanon didn't show up wasn't because she was holding back her strength. The reason she didn't go to the beach was... because she had too good a figure.

It's not that Kanon's figure is so good that it surpasses human aesthetics and makes people fall in love at first sight. Rather, it's that after practicing martial arts, Kanon's muscles are refined and well-proportioned, and her six-pack abs are faintly visible. Anyone in the know can tell that she has been practicing fighting techniques for a long time, which could easily expose her identity as "Flavor Sander".

So even though Hanon really wanted to go to the beach, the reality forced her to wait until evening, when fewer people were around, to sneak off to the beach for a swim, a meal, and to enjoy the vacation atmosphere.

Looking at it this way, being a fighter really takes a lot of effort!

Miho thoughtfully kept Kanon company in the room, and the two played games together until just now when the guards from the Katahara family came and called Miho away, saying that she was going to participate in the group formation ceremony.

Kanon and Miho had discussed the group strategy for a long time, so there was nothing to worry about. But once Miho left, Kanon got bored alone in the room.

"Now that we've started dividing into groups, are there fewer people on the beach outside?" Hanon decided to go out and get some exercise.

Hanon put on her swimsuit and a jacket, and before she even left the hotel, she was met by a group of bikini-clad beauties rushing back towards her.

In the midst of the chaos, a woman who looked like a secretary grabbed her: "Hey, where are you going? Mr. Mutba's room is inside."

Author's Note: In the previous chapter, someone posted that they couldn't understand who was fighting whom. Actually, it wasn't based on group assignments. I was just describing everyone's actions to create an atmosphere.

This chapter marks the start of a series of battles, but before the official match, we'll see Kanon warming up with Fuli-ge. This plot point was something the author came up with on the spur of the moment, but it makes sense. Kanon didn't leave the house, and Fuli-ge didn't go to the beach. Fuli-ge's behavior actually created the conditions for the two to meet... Also, don't expect any real fan service; this is a serious novel.

Finally, this is the third update today, but I guess the ending will be a bit awkward...

Section 112, Chapter 111: Welfare Bro, Mighty General Bro, Mutba

"What Mutba?" Hana was completely confused, but the secretary pulled her into the hotel. She wanted to break free, but there were still many girls around her, and she was afraid that making a big move would startle them. So she had no choice but to be swept along by the crowd and walk inside, planning to explain after things calmed down.

Well, how bad can a place be if a group of pretty girls are going there?

Soon the group of ladies arrived in front of a large suite. The secretary took a few deep breaths, as if there was something particularly troubling behind the door. She mentally prepared herself before pushing the door open and entering the room: "President Togo, Mr. Mutba, the 'midnight snack' has been delivered."

"Holy crap!" Seeing the situation inside, Hana was completely dumbfounded. She not only understood the secretary's hesitation, but also regretted that she had come along.

A group of young women would definitely go to a really bad place. The situation inside this room... can only be described as "Holy crap".

A Black man sat upright on the edge of the bed, while many beautiful young women lay sprawled on the floor. Clearly, they shared a common identity—prostitutes. The phrase "eating" in the context of food and drink obviously carries another layer of meaning.

The only "proper" woman in the room, Hanon recognized her; she was Tougo Itsuki, the president of Iwami Heavy Industries. This fierce and powerful woman was completely unconcerned about the terrible environment in the room, and even seemed to be enjoying the sights.

"This is too exciting! I could only dream of such a scene in my past life..." Hana sighed, feeling that she should apologize to Aguya and Yulei. Those two were just showing off their love and making others jealous. Compared to the "fierce general" in front of her, this "welfare guy" was practically running a slaughterhouse.

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"But I'm still a child at heart, and this kind of scene doesn't suit me." Although she thought about it a lot, Hanon only stayed in the house for less than a second before turning around and leaving.

At this moment, the "fierce general" spoke up: "President Dongxiang, I asked you to bring over some 'late-night snacks,' why did you bring an assassin instead?"

"Assassin? What assassin?" Togo Tomo and his female secretary were both dumbfounded.

The black man gestured towards the door with his chin: "That beautiful woman who's backing away, isn't she a master?"

"Master?"

The air suddenly went quiet, and all the girls in the room turned to look at her. Hana's face flushed red: "Don't look at me, I'm just a minor girl passing by."

The scene was quite awkward, and no one knew how to react. Hanon could only continue, "I was just swept here by the crowd. I'll leave now, please continue..."

However, as it turns out, as a competent arms dealer, Togo Tomo's involvements rarely end peacefully...

"Still trying to leave?" Togo blocked Hanon's path. "Who are you, and what is your purpose? Explain yourself first!"

"I already told you I'm just an ordinary person passing by!" Hana said, both amused and exasperated. This situation was really too much. She didn't want to reveal her identity. The young lady of the Takakaze family was mistaken for a prostitute and even dragged into the house. It was really embarrassing to say that, and it would attract gossip.

Kanon doesn't have a good reputation among rich kids, but "Explosion Girl" is better than "call girl", right?

"Tch, don't want to talk?" Togo wasn't a patient person: "The source has been urging me, I have to go to the group meeting for the competition, I don't have time to waste with you... Mutba, I'll leave it to you, come and pry her open."

That black guy, who is also a fierce warrior, is Mutba Jizanga, nicknamed "The Slayer," who was brought in by Iwami Heavy Industries to replace Hong Xiaohu. He is also the strongest mercenary on the African continent.

Mutba grinned: "Oh, President Togo, the only request I received was to help you win the championship in the final match, not to be your personal bodyguard. If you want to help you with interrogations, the money will have to be split."

Togo waved his hand dismissively and said, "Money is no problem, but the price has to be halved. After the interrogation, you can do whatever you want with her; consider her a trophy."

“That won’t do.” Mutba actually started bargaining with Togo: “My hunting range does not include underage girls, so she is of no value to me. The interrogation will be charged at the original price.”

Mutba was asking for an exorbitant price, so Togo naturally tried to negotiate: "No, we don't know if this person is targeting me or you. This isn't entirely for Iwami Heavy Industries; it's also related to you personally... 30% off."

Mutba still refused: "I don't care about her identity. You hired me because you needed her information, so you have to pay the full price."

"Smack!" Togo slammed his hand on the wall. "Hmph, if you let her go, you won't make a single penny, so you'd better give me a discount. 20% off!"

"Sigh, as expected of a big businessman, he really knows how to negotiate..." Mutba was finally persuaded: "Deal."

"Very well, tell me the result when I come back." As soon as Togo turned around, Hanon darted out first.

Goodness, judging from their tone, are they planning to do something extremely bloody and brutal to me? Hana had no interest in experiencing such a thing, and as soon as Togo cleared the way, she immediately rushed out the door.

Hanon's speed was so fast that Togo didn't even see her figure clearly: "So fast! She's definitely a master, Mutba..."

"Don't worry." Mutba stood up and stretched his joints. "Since I promised you, I will definitely be able to capture her."

Hanon ran out of the hotel. Luckily, she had a jacket, which, although thin, prevented any accidental exposure. Underneath the jacket, she was wearing a bikini...

"Danger, this guy is dangerous!" Although she couldn't see him clearly, Hanon could vaguely sense the figure of the black guy lurking around. She really felt like prey being hunted by a hunter, with no way to escape.

After running quite a distance, Hanon suddenly turned around, and Mutba appeared behind her, pointing two fingers at Hanon's neck.

"The target is the trachea?!" Hanon had at least crammed on human physiology with Kuroki, and the trachea was a vital organ that could easily cause loss of consciousness without revealing obvious wounds. It seemed that this guy was a master assassin!

Having seen the attack, Kanon jumped back, dodging Mutba's fingers. Mutba, having missed his attack, stopped and smiled at Kanon.

"Little girl, you can't escape."

Hanon looked around and sighed, "As expected of a master, he managed to drive me to a deserted place without me even realizing it."

It turns out that Mutba's movements were unpredictable; he caught up with Kanon early on, but instead of launching an attack, he deliberately revealed himself to drive Kanon to a secluded spot where he could easily take action.

"You're really fast, and your stamina is excellent." Mutba sincerely praised Hanon's physical abilities: "But you're really unlucky to have met me. If you don't want to get hurt, you'd better tell me your identity and purpose."

"Purpose? I have no purpose, I'm just passing through. As for my identity, please allow me to refuse to explain."

Kanon assumed a fighting stance: "To be honest, I've known all along that you wanted to drive me to a deserted place, and that's exactly what I wanted."

If they really start fighting, it's hard to say who will hunt whom!

Author's Note: That's all for today. The battle between Kanon and Fuli-kun... Good morning everyone (clasped hands).

Also, when Togo first appeared, I used the translation from the early manga, "Togo Tomari," but now I've changed it to "Togo Itsuki" from the later manga. I believe this will prevent any confusion, and everyone knows who the boss is. The name Togo Itsuki sounds better than Tomari, and it doesn't take up too many words, making the book a bit less verbose.

Section 113, Chapter 112: The Real Killer Move

"Oh my, you're very confident, then come on~" Mutba assumed a boxing stance, waiting for Hanon to attack.

Without further ado, Kanon immediately activated Cosmic Illusion.

"Quickly! But it didn't surprise me." Mutba smiled and stepped aside to avoid Hanon's attack.

Hana was slightly surprised: "This guy isn't that fast, how did he dodge so easily?" But before she could think about it, Mutba's attack arrived, with two more fingers aimed at Hana's eyes.

"Ugh!" Hanon quickly tilted her head back. Because she had just finished the impact of the cosmic illusion, it was quite tiring to tilt her head back, and even the muscles in her neck were sore.

But Kanon managed to dodge the attack.

"So disgusting!" Hanon shouted angrily. Mutba had already struck Hanon twice, once in the trachea and once in the eye, both of which were vital attacks forbidden by ordinary fighting techniques. He was truly a model of ruthlessness.

"Hehe, I'm a mercenary, you know." Mutba was still laughing, his attitude very relaxed: "Let me enjoy the hunt, girl."

Hanon took a deep breath, composed herself, and adopted a boxing stance: "No way, I don't want to play along with your perverse sense of humor."

In the second round, Hanon attacked first again. Knowing that her opponent was a master at attacking vital points, she became much more conservative in her fighting style, steadily and methodically parrying the opponent's moves in close combat.

Mutba was a mercenary by training, and boxing was not his specialty. Although he was already quite good at "imitating" the moves, he still had a lot of trouble countering Hanon's moves, who had been trained by Kuroki Gensai.