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Section 122, Chapter 121: The War Begins, Is it the Rakshasa Palm?

As the stirring music began, a mysterious foreigner named Flavor Sander, who was small in stature among the gladiators and dressed in bandages and a loose jacket, slowly walked out of the door.

"It's actually his real body? And he's going to fight in the very first match?"

Ordinary viewers naturally didn't understand, they were just curious why there were three Flavor Sanders on the matchup list, but the club presidents who participated in the group voting were all surprised. They really couldn't figure out why the real Flavor Sander was sent out in the first match.

"Could it be that Flavor is just a smokescreen by Suoh Seigetsu, and they have even stronger warriors?"

"I remember Suoh Seigetsu also had a fighter named Adam, who was also a strong fighter who killed his opponent in the first battle. Could he be Suoh Seigetsu's trump card?"

Amidst the doubts and speculations, only three people remained relatively calm.

"Sigh, I guessed wrong." Kirito Takakaze shook his head and sighed. He had already realized when they were divided into groups that number one, Flavor, was just a bait. However, unlike when he was torn between Suoh Seitoku and Byakuya Shimbun, after Kirito made his choice, Suoh Seitoku actually had a BOSS Burger as an ambush.

"When I make my choice, whether it's the Suoh Iron Defense or the White Night News, I'm afraid Kanon will be able to escape. She and the Suoh girl really know how to stir things up... Maybe we can look forward to it?" Helpless, Kirito can only trust Kanon now.

The second person was Garuda in the president's private room. The girl was overjoyed and cheered loudly for her "lover": "Flavor, go for it! You are the strong one I have my eye on!"

"Waaaaah, my Garuda..." Old Master Wu looked pained, almost bursting into tears.

"Kanon..." The last calm person was Miho. She didn't need to worry about Flavo's identity. Her only concern was Kanon's safety: "The main tournament is finally coming. Please don't get hurt."

As for Kanon herself, she was relatively calm at this moment. Having experienced Kuroki's teachings and participated in many battles, she was already familiar with this atmosphere. Although she couldn't help feeling nervous and uneasy, as well as expectant and excited, these emotions were suppressed when she stood in the arena, leaving only the pure enjoyment of the battle.

"Just what kind of person is my opponent, that effeminate Kiryu Setsuna?"

Katagarasu cleared her throat and began introducing Kanon's opponent: "Next up is this man!"

All eyes turned to the gate opposite Kanon, and Tokita Ohma became even more focused, observing his "arch-rival": "We'll meet again in the third round, so hurry up and come out!"

Well, in Tokita Ohma's mind, his "arch-rival" is unlikely to lose to a sneaky guy like Flavor. Although Flavor performed very well in the qualifiers, Ohma probably wouldn't be able to withstand Uncle Horu with the advantage of the ship's track.

"Speaking of a man shrouded in mystery, this man is second to none! He appeared in this tournament like a comet, a beautiful beast has descended! He is 180 cm tall, weighs 75 kg, and has a record of 1 win and 0 losses in the Kengan tournament. He has earned 25.072 billion yen in assets for his company. He is the representative fighter of the Imperial Sakura Academy, Kiryu Setsuna!"

"Wow—" When Kiryu Setsuna walked out, the whole place erupted again. This time, the main cheering came from women, because Kiryu Setsuna was... too cool.

"Setsuna-kun, look here, look here~"

"Lord Setsuna!"

"So handsome!"

"Defeat that bandaged monster! Go for it!"

After introducing the contestants, Katagarasu Kaname returned to the commentary booth to prepare for her commentary: "The female viewers' excitement level has reached its peak!"

"Tsk, so annoying, acting like a playboy..." The fighters were watching the match from various parts of the arena. Among them, Himuro Ryo, whose spot had been taken away, was in a sling and silently looking at Setsuna in the arena. As a fellow handsome man, Himuro felt a kind of resentment towards Setsuna, as if they were rivals in the same profession.

In the audience, Soryuin Shion, who had just taken her seat, looked a little uneasy and asked Matsuda, the secretary next to her, "What do you think of this match?"

"Huh? Setsuna-kun is obviously more handsome! No, maybe Flavo is also a super handsome face under the bandages? But he is so petite, he must be a uke... no, no, no, he might be a natural seme with a contrasting cuteness..." Matsuda Tomoko's daily identity is the assistant to the chairman of the board of directors of the Royal Sakura Academy, while her amateur identity is a... veteran fujoshi.

"Sigh, it's no use asking you after all." Ziyin sighed and turned to the arena. Now she could only watch the rest of the match.

The reactions varied, and as time continued to pass, the referee began asking both sides if they were ready.

The competition was divided into four sections, so there were four referees. The referee for the first section was named Yamamoto Koishi. Although he was named "Koishi," he was actually a bald, short, and stout old man. He was 62 years old and the most senior referee in the Kengan Association. He had even served as the head referee in the last elimination tournament fifteen years ago.

Originally, Yamamoto Koishi was planning to retire and not participate in this competition. He intended to make way for younger referees, allowing the middle-aged generation of referees to accumulate experience and improve their skills. However, Chairman Katahara personally approached him to persuade him to stay, which inspired his fighting spirit. Now, this veteran referee has decided to continue working until he is 70 years old before retiring. He is truly a "craftsman" who has dedicated his life to the Kengan competition.

"I'm getting old." Yamamoto Koishi gestured for both sides to prepare and offered his heartfelt blessings before the match began: "The best memory of my life is the last Death Match fifteen years ago. There were many strong fighters, and the wonderful battles were dazzling... I am immersed in those memories and greedily hope that this match will have an even better scene. New talents emerge in every generation, and new people replace the old... I wish you both good luck in your martial arts."

Referee Yamamoto raised his hand high and then brought it down heavily: "Ready—Go!"

"Bang!" At the very start, Kanon activated Cosmic Illusion, which struck Kiryu Setsuna.

The referee's words were incredibly moving. Kiryu Setsuna, perhaps a cold-hearted fellow, felt nothing, but Kanon was genuinely stirred. Therefore, her charge was faster and heavier than before, a true all-out assault, moving at a speed almost blinding, leaving only a blur!

Kanon's cosmic illusion was officially shown to tens of thousands of viewers, and everyone exclaimed in their hearts, "So fast!"

“He’s gotten even faster.” In the company’s break room, Mikage Rei sat up from Kurakichi Rino’s lap. “He’s definitely a formidable opponent.”

“Ryo, aren’t you afraid of him?” Rino smiled.

"Yeah, I'm still a bit faster." Yu Lei clenched his fist. "Let's settle this in the second match, Flavo!"

Mitsuki knew how powerful Flavor's charge was. In his opinion, even if Kiryu Setsuna, who was hit by this attack, did not lose his fighting ability, he would probably not be able to stand up. His opponent in the second round would definitely be Flavor Sander.

However, Kanon herself did not see it that way; at least, she knew that this battle was far from over.

Touching her numb shoulder, the sensation at her fingertips revealed that Hana's muscles had been twisted into a spiral shape.

"This...is the Rakshasa Palm?"

Author's Note: Dear readers, Kanon is facing Setsuna in her first match. I wonder if this battle will be over by tomorrow... Tomorrow, I'm going on a trip with my mom. Remember to spend more time with your families during the holidays—that's how I avoid being a slacker [beep].

P.S.: I've finished writing the original work group analysis that I promised before, but unfortunately I haven't figured out how to post the free chapters. The article is over 2,000 words long, and it says that only articles under 1,000 words are free. Then when I cut it down to 900 words, it told me I couldn't post it... Please allow me to figure it out some more.

Section 123, Chapter 122: Counterattack, Rakshasa Palm vs. Rakshasa Palm!

So this is what it feels like to be hit by the Rakshasa Palm...

The so-called "one who is covered in silk is not the one who raises silkworms" is true. Huayin had only used the Rakshasa Palm to hit people before, and this was the first time she had been hit by the Rakshasa Palm. This feeling was really quite uncomfortable. Putting herself in their shoes, shouldn't she apologize to the targets she had hit before?

Ahem, except for the arrogant war criminals, the Sirius Clan.

While Hanon was carefully experiencing the power of the Rakshasa Palm, Setsuna, who had been sent flying by the Cosmic Illusion, slowly got up. Blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had suffered some internal injuries, but he looked calm and was probably alright.

Kiryu Setsuna's speed wasn't slow, but he wasn't a warrior who prided himself on his speed either. When the cosmic phantom rushed towards him, he didn't have time to dodge completely. Instead, he took a slight step back and applied some force to Kanon's shoulder to deflect part of the heavy impact. Finally, he tensed his body and used his enhanced muscles to withstand the remaining charge.

In a mere instant, Setsuna used three different methods to neutralize Kanon's attack—a truly remarkable skill. However, this also meant that Kanon's opening move required such effort, and he ultimately suffered minor internal injuries. In just one exchange, the balance of power between the two was already clear. Had it not been for Setsuna's Rakshasa Palm striking Kanon and leveling the score…

Wait a minute, after standing up in a flash, Kanon put on a fighting stance again, but was her arm completely unaffected?

Those who are good at using poison must also be good at antidotes. Those who know how to use moves will naturally know how to counter them. Since Hanon knows how to use the Rakshasa Palm, she naturally understands the principle of this move and has mastered the way to counter it—by tightening her muscles and using "Indestructible" to defend against it. Even if she is injured, with Hanon's precise muscle control, it is not too difficult to repair the twisted muscles.

"I originally thought it would be interesting to encounter Rito in the elimination round, but I didn't expect to run into a master of Rakshasa Palm." Hanon, who was unharmed, cheered and her morale soared.

On the other side, Setsuna's mood was rather somber, even bordering on angry: "You actually hurt me? I was an offering to the gods..."

Hanayone asked, confused, "What deity?"

His gaze drifted towards the stands, where the Tokita no Oma stood.

As for Wang Ma, he couldn't hear their conversation, but was shocked by their performance just now: "Did he use the techniques of the Two Tigers Style? The Power Manipulation Type: Willow, and the Vajra Type: Indestructible, which strengthens defense..."

Ohma's guess was quickly confirmed, as Kiryu Setsuna once again used his familiar technique in the next attack.

Two Tigers Flow, Fire Sky Type Fire Walk, a deceptive gait that imitates walking on fire.

"What the hell is this?" Almost everyone who sees "Fire Walk" for the first time is confused by the bizarre and fantastical nature of this movement. Hanon was no exception. Then, just as she was distracted, the figure vanished from her sight in an instant.

"Where is he?" After a moment of surprise, Huayin felt a strong gust of wind coming towards her, and an extremely powerful Rakshasa Palm was already spinning and attacking her.

Hanon quickly dodged, but in the rush, her arm was still cut, and a few streaks of blood seeped from the wound.

"Great!"

Amidst Hanon's gasp of surprise, a fierce attack was launched in an instant. He always seemed to disappear from Hanon's sight suddenly, then strike with his Rakshasa Palm from unexpected angles, making this already powerful killing move even more difficult to deal with. For a time, Hanon was in grave danger, her skin being slashed repeatedly.

Miho, sitting in the audience, clenched her fists tightly: "Kanon, do your best!"

Adam, standing nearby, was also very nervous: "Fvck, how come that person keeps hitting the target?"

Indeed, to outsiders, Setsuna doesn't seem particularly fast, but his attacks always hit their mark. Unless you're directly facing him, it's hard to understand the feeling of an enemy suddenly disappearing from your sight.

Only when you truly face it can you realize the immense... danger involved.

Another person who was worried about Kanon was Kirito Takakaze. He and Kuroki watched the match in their lounge: "Oh no, Kanon is really in danger. I told you not to let her participate. Sigh..."

“It’s alright.” Kuroki remained calm. “I know Kanon. Is she such a foolish martial artist?”

Sure enough, just as Kuroki was speaking, Kanon had gradually adapted to that strange gait, and the Rakshasa Palm could no longer hit her.

"Could this be the 'instant' that Master Kuroki mentioned?" Hanon even had time to speak: "Using the moment your opponent blinks to move, thus creating the effect of instant disappearance, combined with your Rakshasa Palm, it becomes a very terrifying martial art... Unfortunately, once you understand its principle and make preparations in advance, the effectiveness of this move will be greatly reduced."

Kuroki had mentioned this move when he taught Kanon the Rakshasa Palm, but he didn't explain it in detail. After all, he taught the Rakshasa Palm because of Kanon's talent for muscle control, not because he really wanted to create a new "Fox Shadow Stream Master".

Seeing Hanon regain her composure, Kuroki Gensai felt a mix of emotions. He recalled his friend Taira Genzan, who had happily told him that he had taken on an outstanding disciple, full of talent, and that the declining Fox Shadow School would surely be revived in his hands. However, several years later, news came that Taira Genzan had died at the hands of his own disciple.

"Yan Shan, you've chosen the wrong disciple!"

"Bang!" Hua Yin suddenly launched an attack, also a Rakshasa Palm, which grazed Sha Na's ribs.

The exceptionally talented Hanon possessed greater strength and spin force in her Rakshasa Palm than Setsuna. Therefore, even though Setsuna used the Unbroken Technique of the Two Tigers Style, she still could not avoid the transmission of the Rakshasa Palm's power. She was deeply injured by this palm strike, spitting out a mouthful of blood and retreating backward.

Next up is Kanon's turn.

Both were Rakshasa Palm attacks, both were fierce assaults, but both were faster and stronger than Setsuna's. It was like a spiraling storm that enveloped Setsuna, who could only desperately use Fire Walk, Undying, Willow, and Shun to defend and dodge with all his might.

The crowd erupted in uproar, most of the audience members were shocked by the offensive and defensive skills of Kanon and Setsuna: "As expected of the highest-level elimination tournament in the Kengan Association, they are already at such a level in the first round!"

Those more familiar with the overall strength of the fighters were secretly alarmed: "This is not the kind of scene that should appear in the first round..."

"Yes! Miss is going to win!" Adam, excitedly raising his fist in the stands, and Miho also shouted happily.

"It's the same move. Could it be that Flavor is also a master of imitation?" The honorary president of Yoshibu Real Estate and the fighter Chiba Takayuki were also watching the battle from a high place. The honorary president was also surprised by "Flavor Sander's" strength.

Chiba Takayuki, standing to the side, remained silent, his face displaying confidence, but inwardly he was sweating profusely: "Those two guys' moves aren't difficult in principle; they simply utilize rotational force, but it's clear that they require long-term physical training to achieve. How could I possibly 'copy' them..."

As for Motorbike Head Motorbike, Takakaze Kiriji put aside his worries, while Kuroki Gensai looked at the screen, feeling both gratified by his disciple's excellence and saddened by the loss of his friend.

"Yan Shan, in the end, my disciple is still superior..."

Author's note: Sorry for the slightly late update, but two chapters today are still possible, with another chapter around 9 PM.

Section 124: Some preliminary thoughts on the grouping of the original Kengan manga.