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

"What a cute boy..." Kanon remarked, using a popular phrase from her past life.

However, Inaba's attacks were anything but cute; on the contrary, they were extremely brutal. His hair had undergone special training and could not be torn by human force. He dragged Tokita Ohma by his entangled legs, throwing Ohma back and forth, while whipping him with other bundles of hair. Tokita Ohma tried to charge forward and counterattack several times, but Inaba thwarted them all. Instead, one of his arms was locked in place by his hair, and the battle became increasingly unfavorable.

"So there's a trick involving hair, huh? Hehehe." Mutba, standing in the stands, touched his bald head and chuckled. This guy was just curious about Inaba, but he didn't seem to have any worries at all. He probably already had the confidence to take Inaba down.

Or perhaps, since the two players from the first and second divisions will only meet in the semifinals, it's too early to consider a match now.

If we're talking about focusing only on the present, then President Urida's mindset is exactly like this: "Great, now we've secured the best position of the entire match. We can start thinking about how to deal with that monster from the Metropolitan Police Department, Kiyoaki Akoya, in the next round."

Mihono was equally assertive: "Hehehe, come on, come on, Inaba, do your best! If you beat me, I'll give you a reward~"

Emmm, this girl is really desperate and doesn't care about anything anymore. Actually, the information says that Inaba Ryo is already 30 years old, quite a bit older than Mieko...

Kanon noticed Miho's loss of composure and couldn't help but glance at another "gambler," only to be surprised to find that Yamashita Kazuo was laughing.

"Huh, why is Mr. Yamashita so composed?"

No, Yamashita Kazuo was actually devastated by the loss...

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..." Ichifu had no other thoughts in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, Inaba Ryo had completely established an advantage. His hair even wrapped around Tokita Ohma's head, and the enormous pulling force almost crushed Ohma's entire body.

"We won!" Miho jumped up. "Money's waving at us!"

Do not……

Hanon suddenly remembered: "Doesn't Tokita Ohma still have one more move?"

Yes, Tokita Ohma has one more move.

"You're truly remarkable, Inaba Ryo, I admit it... Come on!"

With a deafening roar, Tokita Ohma ripped Inaba's hair off in an instant, creating a tremendous tearing sound. Inaba Ryo was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth: "My hair... How is this possible!"

Tokita Ohma was entirely crimson, with bright red eyes and a heartbeat so loud that anyone nearby could hear it; he was like a true Asura descended to earth.

This is precisely the state known as "borrowing in advance".

"This is it." Kanon finally saw what she wanted to see.

Author's Note: This match will end soon, the second division will begin immediately, and then there will be new storylines for Kanon.

Section 138, Chapter 136: The Second District War Begins

Tokita Ohma's state was very strange, but the aura he exuded was undoubtedly strong.

Faced with such an enemy, Ryo Inaba's blood boiled silently.

Assassins are also martial artists...

The two faced off for a few seconds, then simultaneously launched their attacks—that's what Inaba was thinking.

Unfortunately, after being borrowed, Tokita Ohma's strength and speed improved to an incredible level, and Inaba Ryo couldn't keep up with his attacks at all. The situation of the two sides attacking each other turned into a one-sided beating in an instant.

Between the eyebrows, philtrum, heart, pancreas, solar plexus, liver... none of Wangma's targets were unusual, and Inaba could predict them all. However, it was all in vain, as Inaba had no time to defend against them.

"Ahhhhh, Inaba-ryu: Lightning Speed!" In his desperate situation, Inaba unleashed a spinning kick with incredible speed and a sharp angle. This was originally a finishing move he had saved for later matches, but now that defeat was imminent, he couldn't care less about anything else and used it.

It was still completely useless.

Inaba's blood began to splatter, his teeth began to fall out, his skin broke open, and his muscles tore apart. Tokita Ohma's "beating" was simply too brutal.

"Ah, to obtain such power, what kind of training did you go through... I really envy you." These were Inaba's last thoughts, and then he was completely defeated by Tokita Ohma.

That final blow even shattered a small crater in the ground. Inaba was covered in wounds and had lost consciousness; her condition was truly horrific...

"In...Inaba..." President Urata was shocked. He and Inaba were very good friends. Seeing his friend fight for him and get beaten like this, you can imagine his anxiety and anger.

Kazuo Yama was overjoyed: "Wow, Mr. Ohma won, doesn't that mean... he's super, super rich?" Kazuo's eyes practically turned green.

Where there are winners, there are losers; where there is joy, there is sorrow. Suoh Mieko was one of the many losers. Seeing that her big bet had gone down the drain, Mieko immediately entered into a state of constant lamentation.

"I was so stupid, really." Miho hugged Kanon with tears in her eyes: "Waaah, Kanon, why is my life so miserable?"

To this, all Hanon could say was that gamblers didn't deserve sympathy... The only thing she could do was to hug Miho and gently comfort her, gradually calming Miho's emotions.

Patting Miho's back, Kanon watched as Tokita Ohma gradually returned to normal and strode backstage. After observing for a while, she quietly sighed, "That pre-emptive strike must have taken a toll on his body. His body is already trembling slightly. He might be in mortal danger if he uses it a few more times. And next time he has to face that Aguya..."

Thinking of this, Kanon's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a "thump-thump" sound came from her chest, startling Mieko: "What's wrong, Kanon?"

"It's nothing." Hana laughed it off, and her heartbeat returned to normal.

"This self-destructive tactic should be reserved for when you need to kill ten thousand, no, a hundred thousand enemies..."

The first four matches have now concluded, and the second match is about to begin.

In the rest area of ​​Motorbike Head, Kuroki Gensai stood up: "Alright, we should go to the stands too."

"Hmph, is that foreigner named Adam going to be next? Kanon and the others' little lackey..." Takakaze Kirito was still holding a grudge against Kanon and Miho for lying to him: "I'll teach that kid a lesson then, Kuroki!"

Kuroki glanced at his old friend: "Heh, you're not a straightforward man either... Don't worry, I'll give him a good beating."

As clever as Kuroki was, he had already guessed what Kanon was thinking. While he supported Kuroki's victory, he also hoped that Kuroki could give Adam some pointers during the battle so that this warrior by Kanon's side could improve. After all, Adam seemed to be Kanon's personal bodyguard. If he became stronger, Kanon would be safer.

At Yanmei Heavy Industry, Mutba started eating again before the match.

Oni-no-yama in the Horror Valley Garden has begun its serious warm-up.

The first match in the second division will be between Keizaburo Sawada of MurderMusic and Haruo Kono of Jinten.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting!" Katahara Sayaka returned to the arena: "The second section's matches are about to begin. In this section, the referee has changed to Mr. Tashiro Hyakusaji. Thank you for your hard work~"

Refereeing in combat sports is also a physically demanding job. The first round had four different referees officiating in the four sections. Compared to the highly respected Yamamoto Koishi, referee Tashiro was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He was a key member of the current Kengan Association's referees team, and Kanon had already seen him officiating in many matches before.

After introducing the referees, She Xiang began introducing the contestants who were entering the arena.

"The first fighter to appear in the second section—the beautiful Dark Bird—will perform a bizarre dance. If you become mesmerized by it, your life will be in danger. The demonic man has arrived! He is 181 cm tall, weighs 74 kg, has a record of 4 wins and 0 losses in Kengan matches, and his company has assets of 21.09 billion yen. He is the representative fighter of MurderMusic, Dark Bird, Keizaburo Sawada!"

A lithe figure leaped into the arena—it was Sawada, accompanied by his awful hairstyle…

"Hehe, the daughter of the film source chairman is really eloquent, this introduction is superb~" Sawada struck an elegant pose, full of confidence.

Looking at Sawada, Kanon was filled with emotion. When she first started learning martial arts from Kuroki, Sawada was the one she practiced the concept of "martial arts is the way of life". In addition, they both qualified in the preliminary rounds, so they had quite a history.

However, when it comes to their shared history, there is one person whose bond with Sawada is deeper than anyone else's.

"Damn it, don't you dare lose before you meet me!" Rito shouted in the corridor.

"Hehehe, this kind of drive is good..." Hanon sneered. Sawada is in the second district, and Rito is in the third district. If the two want to meet, they have to fight their way through to the finals. Not to mention whether Rito can defeat Julius, Wakatsuki Samurai or Metsudo no Kiba, just Sawada is in the second district, where Kuroki Gensai is stationed!

Moreover, Sawada's opponent in the first round was no pushover either. That was... well, definitely not a pushover. With Kono Haruo's physique, how could he possibly be a pushover?

"The strongest assassin from the gaming world, the greatest shut-in in history, has also arrived on the stage today! Can he perfectly clear the final elimination round?" She Xiang began introducing Haruo, but her introduction was full of malice...

"Height 242 cm, weight 315 kg, Kengan record is also 4 wins and 10 losses, the company received 310.246 billion yen, Jinten representative fighter, Kono Haruo, normal, God of Destruction!"

Section 139, Chapter 137: Not Your Ordinary Fat Pig

Kono Haruo's enormous figure slowly emerged, and the sheer size of it put immense pressure on everyone, even Kanon, who had fought him before: "Even though I've seen him once before, it's still quite a shock. How does Haruo eat like that?"

In the VIP room of Toyo Electric Power, President Katsumasa Hayami looked at Julius beside him: "If we had followed the original plan and placed you in the upper bracket, Keizaburo Sawada should have been your opponent. But now you've been given a fat pig. Julius, what do you think?"

“It doesn’t matter.” Julius’s words were full of absolute confidence: “Although Kono Haruo is a fat, stupid pig, he has a physique that exceeds the limits. Strength can overcome softness, and Kono Haruo will win this battle.”

Hayami raised his glass and swirled it: "It doesn't matter. The Black Envoy and his group have already infiltrated Ganryu Island. My plan has begun. The outcome of the decisive match is not important."

Referee Tiancheng signaled for both sides to prepare, then waved his hand, announcing the start of the match.

"Aaaaaah!" The moment the battle started, Kono Haruo charged at Sawada: "Hurry up and end this battle, I still want to play games."

Haruo possesses the largest height and weight among fighters, and his speed is also astonishing. When he charges forward, even Kanon dares not easily confront him.

Sawada's strength was also below average among fighters, so he naturally dared not confront it head-on. Fortunately, he was faster than Haruo, and with a somersault, he dodged the collision.

"This kind of big fat guy is really tough to deal with. Looks like I've met a bad opponent." Sawada racked his brains, analyzing the situation: "Luckily, my speed... wait?"

Before he could finish thinking about it, Kono Haruo had already stopped his momentum and threw a heavy punch.

"So fast!" Sawada could only dodge again. Haruo's speed far exceeded his expectations. Although he was still not as fast as Sawada, there was no significant difference in their skill levels. Sawada had to take the fast attack seriously.

"Damn it, he's a heavy and fast guy, not your average fat pig."

With no other option, Sawada could only focus on stabilizing his position, dodging with all his might, while waiting for an opportunity to launch a pursuit.

From the stands, Mihoyo pulled Kanon aside: "Um, Kanon, what's your opinion on the outcome of this match?"

Hanon thought for a moment: "Judging from physical conditions, Haruo should have the advantage. After all, his height and weight are what they are. I'm afraid no fighter can surpass such a physique..."

“Okay, okay~” Miho nodded repeatedly: “Then it’s decided that it will be Kono Haruo.”

"Wait a minute, you..." Hana suddenly had a bad feeling.

As expected, Miho quickly called over the young man who came to place the bet, and after a few words, she placed a large bet on Kono Haruo.

Kanon was utterly bewildered: "Mie, a gambler's mentality is unacceptable..."

"Relax, hahaha." Miho said nonchalantly, "Kanon, you said Haruo is stronger, so he'll definitely win."

Hanon waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I just said he has the advantage. I've also seen Sawada's battles, and maybe he has a chance to turn the tide and win."

"This..." Miho gasped. If her previous bet on Inaba had caused her to lose the "profits" that Kanon and Adam had made from participating in the Kengan tournament, then this bet had put her in debt. If she lost, she would immediately be back to being heavily in debt.

Just then, Keizaburo Sawada finally saw an opportunity. After a fierce attack, Haruo Kono's stamina had slightly decreased, and Sawada's kick took advantage of the opening, turning around and hitting Haruo in the stomach.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Haruo cried out in pain, taking large steps back. Sawada was about to give chase, but was forced back by Haruo's wildly swinging heavy punches, and entered a phase of looking for an opportunity again.

Hanon shook her head: "Haruo hasn't improved at all. He still just charges in recklessly. If his technique were any better and he could catch Sawada, he would have won long ago."

Sure enough, after landing a kick, Sawada's confidence soared: "Hmph, that kick to your stomach was only 2G. I can unleash an even faster kick next time!"

Kono Haruo charged forward fiercely, while Sawada dodged and weaved. Both were able to injure each other, but were also afraid of being hit by the other. The match dragged on and gradually became a stalemate.