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As Yingchu walked to the sink, she washed her hands and exclaimed, "Such a serious injury in the very first match, the elimination rounds are really something!"

At this moment, Kiryu Setsuna had just sat up from the hospital bed. His wounds had been treated by Eiichi, with bandages and medicine applied as needed. He stretched his body and seemed to be fine now.

"Kiryu, don't push yourself..." The chairperson of the Royal Sakura Academy, Soryuin Shion, was quite shocked. Setsuna had been carried off after the first match and looked like she had been almost killed by "Flavor," but she was back to her lively self so quickly.

Secretary Matsuda, who was even less resilient, had already fainted from the shock.

"Little Tomoko, don't lie on the ground, it's bad for your health." Setsuna even had the leisure to nudge the fallen Tomoko: "Get up~ Chairman, look, Little Tomoko's lying position is so weird~"

"Phew, it seems you're alright..." Seeing Setsuna so lively, Ziyin believed he was fine. This guy was not only strong, but his recovery ability was also amazing.

Relieved, Shion quickly put her business mind to work. From the perspective of the Kengan Association members, although Kiryu Setsuna suffered a crushing defeat in the first round, he was still arguably the strongest fighter in the history of the Royal Sakura Academy. His strength was beyond doubt. The elimination tournament was full of strong fighters, and how far one could go depended on luck. However, in future daily battles, Setsuna would still be an extremely useful weapon.

"Um, Kiryu, what are your plans for the future? Do you intend to continue representing Royal Sakura Academy in competitions?"

"...I'm so sorry, Ms. Shion, I lost." Setsuna changed how she addressed Shion: "Thank you and Tomoko for taking care of me all this time. If I had older and younger sisters, I'd probably be like you. It's a pity that the people who gave me love and the master who taught me martial arts are no longer in this world..."

She glanced at Ziyin coldly for a moment, which sent chills down Ziyin's spine. She wanted to say something, but her whole body was ice cold and she couldn't utter a single word.

"Then, I'll leave Xiaozhizi in your care. I have other things to attend to." Setsuna didn't make things difficult for Ziyin, and after leaving those words, she drifted away.

"It's best not to try to stop me, and don't come looking for me. I don't want to lose someone I like again."

Ziyin felt her heart pounding: "I...did I touch something forbidden?"

Well, the taboo is probably really a taboo, but it depends on the person. Setsuna's ruthlessness can intimidate Shion, but it can't intimidate... Hanon.

Kanon and Garuda appeared at the door of the infirmary and overheard Setsuna's words. As an "acquaintance" of Shion, Kanon couldn't help but "stand up for Shion": "Pah, you weakling who lost the game, you still dare to threaten people here."

"Huayin!" Ziyin was terrified, fearing that Setsuna would go berserk and hurt Huayin. She quickly walked in front of Huayin and stood between her and Setsuna.

However, instead of the furious outburst Ziyin had expected, she merely stared at Hanon for a moment, seemingly discovering something: "Could it be that you... Hehe, if so, I don't think I can refute anything... Please take good care of Miss Ziyin." With that, she ignored everyone and drifted away.

As Garuda watched the figure disappear into the distance, he was puzzled: "What a strange fellow."

Ziyin felt a mix of emotions, a mixture of regret and relief: "Although he was an excellent fighter, he was also an unstable double-edged sword. It might not be a bad thing that he left like this."

As for Hanon, "Hiss... I was a bit impulsive just now and almost exposed myself." She was still scared. In the instant they fought, he might have already figured out her identity from her figure and aura. Fortunately, he was crazy and had other things on his mind, so he didn't blurt it out.

Yingchu greeted the newcomers with a cheerful, "Oh, hello there! Are you here for a medical checkup too?"

"No, we're here to find someone~" Garuda glanced around the medical room: "What a pity, Flavo isn't here."

Upon hearing "Floravo Sander," Dr. Yingchu's eyes immediately lit up: "Oh, so you're also looking for Floravo?"

"Also?" Hanon asked curiously, "Doctor, you also want to see Flavo?"

“Yes, I’m looking for him.” Yingchu spoke eloquently, clearly lost in some kind of fanatical fantasy: “To be able to deliver such powerful punches with that kind of physique, the use of razor fingers, the super-spinning palm strikes, and the superhuman resistance to blows… isn’t this kind of physique perfect for dissection?”

"Doctor, that's enough!" Even the nurse next to Yingchu couldn't stand it anymore and stopped his unrealistic "dissection dream": "Dissection is obviously impossible."

“Ugh, Yoshizawa-kun, you’re so boring,” Yingchu muttered under her breath. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Flavor signs the official organ donation authorization form before the autopsy…”

Hanon Waterfall sweats profusely: "No, please be sure to abandon this idea."

Just then, the door to the medical room was kicked open again, and two staff members carried in Passain, who was covered in blood: "Doctor, this is Passain, the contestant from the second round. Please treat him as soon as possible!"

“Okay, put him over there.” Yingchu pointed to the empty hospital bed: “Yoshizawa-kun, please get ready, we’re about to begin the surgery.”

"Surgery?" The gentle and beautiful nurse was stunned. "I see that Passain's injuries are all bruises. What's the point of cutting him? Ah! Could it be internal bleeding that requires bloodletting?"

“…That’s right!” Yingchu gave an affirmative answer after a few seconds of silence, but those few seconds of hesitation had already made Nurse Yoshizawa see through his true intentions: “No, you clearly want to dissect the Passain player, don’t you?”

"...I didn't, don't slander me out of thin air."

"You clearly are the doctor! How could you do this as a doctor?"

The infirmary was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and even the seriously injured and unconscious Passain seemed to sense it, frowning as he did so.

"Um... doctor." In a corner of the infirmary, another person dressed as a nurse asked another person dressed as a doctor, "That person is the representative fighter from Imperial University, right? He's been lingering in the infirmary and forcibly treating patients. Isn't that inappropriate?"

With her excellent hearing, Huayin swayed, almost stunned by the news. It turned out that Yingchu was practicing medicine without a license here!

The doctor who originally worked at the infirmary said helplessly after a moment of silence, "...Oh well, his medical skills are better than mine anyway, let him be."

The third match has already started playing on the big screen in the infirmary.

Author's Note: I went to work today, and there's not much to say... Oh, right, on the 150th anniversary of Gandhi's birth in India, his ashes were discovered to have been stolen. Does this mean a new Holy Grail War is about to begin? What Sequence is Mahatma Gandhi? Should I switch to writing Fate novels? I'm not familiar with them...

Section 133, Chapter 131: The Advantages and Disadvantages of Preparation, Cosmo vs. Aguya

On the screen in the infirmary, the third match began to play. This match also featured Akoya Kiyoaki, an old acquaintance of Kanon's, which naturally attracted even more attention from Kanon. So she stared intently at the screen, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot, unwilling to move.

As for Garuda, she couldn't find her "lover" after several attempts. Feeling discouraged and without a destination, she decided to stay and watch the match with Kanon as a "return gift" for Kanon's help in finding Flavo.

The screen displays the introduction of the contestant, She Xiang: "Fighters, enter the arena!!!"

"His fighting talent is boundless. Although he is small in stature, he can knock down any opponent with a choke. Don't be fooled by his cute appearance! Can this young Jiu-Jitsu master add icing on the cake in this deadly elimination tournament?"

"Height 171 cm, weight 68 kg, Kengan record 21 wins 0 losses, company received 79.212 billion yen, representative fighter of Nishi-Hanaji Security Service, strangulation king, Imai Kosou!"

The cheerful blond youth strode forward and stepped onto the arena stage.

Looking at Xiaoyuzhou's figure, Hanon couldn't help but think, "This person's physical stats are very similar to mine. I never thought that someone could stand on the highest stage of martial arts and fighting without relying on talent cheats. Amazing!"

Well, from Kanon's perspective, Imai Cosmos doesn't seem to have much "talent." His physical stats are unremarkable, and he would definitely rank low among fighters, if not at the bottom. Yet, such a person was able to win 21 consecutive matches and achieve an impressive record, which is an inspirational legend in itself.

But to others, Imai Kosuke's story isn't about inspiration and hard work...

"Imai is, without a doubt, a true genius." Wakatsuki Samurai, the fighter with the most victories in history, gave his conclusion directly.

"Hahaha, everyone knows that!" Another veteran fighter, Jun Sekibayashi, was sitting next to Wakatsuki. He also had a full understanding of Wakatsuki's strength: "Imai really has a bright future. He should come to our Super Japan League to play wrestling in the future."

Wakatsuki ignored Kanrin's "wild imagination." He and Kouyu were good friends, and he naturally had a clear understanding and confidence in Kouyu's strength. However, Wakatsuki was also a well-informed warrior, and he had heard about Kouyu's opponents...

"The strongest national power has arrived on Ganryu Island! The man leading the 44th Mobile Unit, known as the Metropolitan Police Department's strongest unit, is going into battle here!"

"Standing 191 cm tall, weighing 114 kg, with a record of 39 wins and 0 losses in Kengan matches, and having received 191.115 billion yen in funding for his company, Kiyoaki Aguya, the representative fighter of Wakasakura Life, is commonly known as 'The Executioner'!"

"Here he comes." Hanon narrowed her eyes. Aguya was a formidable enemy she had encountered long ago, arguably the biggest obstacle on her path to becoming a strongman. This police officer's combat prowess was outstanding, causing Hanon a great deal of trouble. In particular, his "cooperation" with her employer and lover, Hiyama Shunka, was seamless, complementing each other's strengths and forming an extremely powerful fighting style.

Ahem, this tactic is completely countered by Kanon's talent.

"It's a pity that even if everything goes smoothly, we won't be able to fight until the third round. I wonder if Aguya and the others have a way to break my 'Thousand-Faced Goddess'." Hanon thought to herself.

Previously, Kanon avoided Akoya like the plague, but "with a weapon in hand, the will to kill arises." As her strength continued to increase, whether you say she developed violent tendencies or cultivated the heart of a warrior, Kanon had begun to look forward to a rematch with Akoya—of course, provided that Akoya could break through the first two rounds of battle.

"This man named Akoya is very strong!" This was Wakatsuki Samurai's assessment of Akoya: "The outcome of this battle is still uncertain."

Even veteran fighters like Wakatsuki couldn't see the situation clearly, so it was even more difficult for the spectators who placed bets in the elimination rounds.

"Wow, who will win?!" More than one person was hesitant when faced with the odds.

"A perfect 21-0 record versus a perfect 39-0 record, how can anyone choose?"

"I've seen Aguya's matches; he was absolutely devastating, utterly destroying everything..."

"Oh, okay, I'll take your word for it, I'll bet on Agugu."

"...But I've watched Imai's matches too, and he's incredibly talented and charismatic... To be honest, it's really hard to say who will win this match..."

"...Hey, I've already placed my bet!"

Conversations like these are constantly taking place.

From the stands, after observing for a while, Guan Linjun suddenly said, "Imai's preparations are very thorough, while Akoya's are somewhat lacking. Judging from the preparations, Imai has the advantage."

Akoya Kiyoaki was dressed in a martial arts uniform, while Imai Kosou went into battle shirtless—that was the difference.

"Imai is skilled in judo, and judo places great emphasis on utilizing the opponent's clothing. Wearing a shirt gives Imai many points to apply force with his judo. Conversely, Akoya is also very knowledgeable in judo and is more proficient in the 'arrest techniques' used by the police. In addition, the difference in their weight classes is too great. Imai fighting shirtless greatly reduces the chances of him being caught."

Kanon and Hideaki in the infirmary, Kuroki in the lounge, "Fighting King" Okubo and Himuro watching from the high corridor, and Tokita Ohma and others watching from the stands, all came to similar conclusions.

"Both sides prepare..." Referee Yamamoto swung his arm: "The match begins!"

Aguya also noticed Xiaoyuzhou's preparations in terms of clothing, and he scoffed at it: "Just trying to be clever."

Aguya, who doesn't use the arrest technique he's used to, has another martial art he frequently employs: the defensive technique, Great Shield!

Akoya wasn't going to be outdone either; he had his own assessment of the battle: "Imai Kosou, known as the King of Strangulation, your jujitsu and choke techniques are top-notch. Using arrest techniques would only make it easier to fall into your trap. I'll use striking techniques to steadily defeat you."

However, Akoya miscalculated.

Imai Kosou started jumping, and his arms were in a boxing stance, clearly preparing to use a striking technique.

"Are you kidding me?" The arena erupted in commotion again, with everyone whispering among themselves. The "Strangulation King" was actually going to decide the winner with striking techniques?

"Unbelievable." Jerry on the commentary desk was equally bewildered: "The two fighters weigh nearly fifty kilograms more, which is several weight classes apart. Is Imai trying to overcome this disadvantage? It seems he can only rely on his agility to maneuver. I really can't understand why he would abandon chokes..."

Amidst everyone's discussion, Imai Kosou launched his first attack.

Agile footwork, finding direction, throwing a punch—a feint, a low sweeping kick, followed by a hook punch, then creating distance, continuing to feint and look for an opportunity to throw another punch…

Repeated attacks, using every skill and tactic imaginable, but unfortunately... to no avail.

Aguya's shield is a super defensive technique that can withstand even Kanon's heavy punches. Its strength is almost supernatural, probably comparable to Passane's bones. Although Imai's Cosmo attack is very powerful, it is far from being able to break through the defense.

“How boring…” Aguya didn’t feel any pressure, but he didn’t rush to retaliate.

"Hiroyama, let's begin the analysis."

"Yes."