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"What did I do to you? Heh heh, buddy, weren't you just about to chop me into eight pieces?" Rito attacked wildly while constantly mocking the burly man. His finger strength, like metal swords, was truly terrifying. Even though the burly man managed to protect his vital points, a deep bloodstain would still appear on his arm. Before long, the burly man was on the verge of death.

It was truly on the verge of death; after all, any creature that bleeds excessively will not be far from death.

"Ha, I've won my first Kengan victory!" Rito shouted his victory declaration, and with a decisive punch, he broke through the defense of the burly man who was already in a daze and struck him on the head.

The burly man's face already had four or five cuts, covered in blood. This punch not only knocked him down, but also splattered a few drops of blood onto Huayin's face.

"Disgusting!" Kanon quickly wiped away the blood, thinking to herself, "Looks like the blood and sweat in the Kengan tournament is just as challenging as getting injured!"

"Winner, Rito!" The referee declared Rito the victor, and the on-site paramedics rushed over to stop the bleeding from the unconscious burly man. The poor fellow couldn't even utter his name until the very end.

The referee's announcement continued: "Based on the result of the match, the land of this abandoned building now belongs to Yiwu Real Estate."

Takakaze Kirito walked over to President Yoshitake and congratulated him: "Congratulations, President Yoshitake, you have indeed found an excellent fighter."

"Haha, Mr. Takakaze, you're too kind. I hope the newly built building will be filled with motorcycles produced by Motorbike Head." Yoshitake Keiro and Takakaze Kiriki had no grudges against each other in the Kengan Association, so they naturally had to be very polite to each other.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Qieji walked back to Hanon's side and found that his little niece was still in a daze, so he asked, "Hanaon, what do you think?"

"Razor...Ren...it seems like he's nothing special after all," Hanon murmured.

"Oh? You think this person's level is also not good?" Kirito was a little surprised, but not so unexpected.

What surprised him was Kanon's high standards. It was his first time watching a Kengan match, and Rito's performance was so outstanding, yet he only received a "nothing special" evaluation. The reason he wasn't surprised was that he knew too many strong people, and in his opinion, Rito was indeed far from being a true master.

"Ah, Uncle!" Hana finally realized, "Is the competition over? Let's go home."

Qieji shook his head: "Go home? No, we have to rush to another venue, where a real showdown is about to take place."

"Hmm, even my knowledgeable uncle says so, what kind of expert will the fighter be..."

"The King of the Kengan Association, the representative of the Metsudo family's fighting style, the Fang of Metsudo!"

That concludes today's 6,000-word update. Thank you for reading.

This chapter marks Rito's first victory. The burly uncle who was crushed by him will have more screen time later (as in the original manga), but he will never have a name.

Tomorrow, the champion of the Kengan Association, Kiba Metsudou, will make his appearance, leaving a little suspense~ Let's witness the arrival of King Kiba, no, King Turtle, together tomorrow, and his opponent is also a fighter with a name and a name. This battle is mentioned in the original manga, but the manga did not describe it in detail, so let the arrogant author write it down!

I hope you enjoyed this novel.

Section 13, Chapter 13: Kengan King, Fang of Metsubou

As soon as Tokudo Tokuo entered the Kengan Arena, everyone looked at him and laughed. Some shouted, "Tokudo, are you going to retire again?" He didn't answer, but said to the referee, "Hasn't the opponent arrived yet? Let's start." He then assumed a fighting stance.

People deliberately shouted loudly, "Your novel must have flopped again!" Tokuo Tokudo opened his eyes wide and said, "How dare you slander me out of thin air?"

"What innocence? I saw with my own eyes at the bookstore the day before yesterday that your book had absolutely no popularity and nobody was buying it!"

Tokuo Tokudo's face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, as he argued, "It's not that my writing is bad that the book isn't selling... it's that readers don't understand appreciation! Do you understand literature? Can a writer's book be called a flop?" He then launched into a string of incomprehensible remarks, such as "It's impossible for me to work, I can only barely make a living by boxing," "My next book will definitely be a huge hit," and "Watch me become a legend with one book," which drew laughter from the crowd, filling the arena with a joyful atmosphere.

……

Tokuo Tokudo, nicknamed "Nitoku," is a freelance fighter in the Kengan Association and also an outlier among fighters.

He has been a professional in the Kengan ring for two and a half years, but has only participated in five matches. Although he won all of them, the frequency of his appearances is too low. This is because Tokuo Tokudo has another identity: a novelist, or more precisely, a novelist who failed.

Relying on the substantial rewards of being a fighter, Erde would issue a "retirement declaration" after each victory, announcing his departure from the Kengan Association and his return to novel writing. However, his novels were completely unpopular; the only thing Erde had in common with the great writer was his extravagant spending habits... Thus, Erde became an anomaly, constantly leaving and returning to the Kengan matches, and even gained fame for it, becoming one of the Kengan Association's top comedic figures.

however……

"Uncle, this person looks incredibly strong, no, he's absolutely super strong!" Hanon said to Takakaze Kiriji from the crowd.

After receiving training and education from "Meat Brother" at Mr. Shirogane's gym, Kanon now has a considerable appreciation for muscles. When she first saw Tokuo Tokudo's muscles, she realized that he was not the clown everyone was laughing at, but a super powerful fighter!

Rito, who played in the previous match, was also a burly man. His muscles were large but not firm, indicating that while he had plenty of strength, his explosiveness and control were somewhat weaker. On the other hand, Nito was the opposite. His body had exquisite muscles that seemed to be forged from steel, as if they had been honed through countless trials and tribulations, containing boundless resilience and explosive power.

Erde, dressed in a simple, open-fronted Taoist robe, stood casually in the arena, but in reality, he was poised and ready to strike.

Kirito Takakaze was quite pleased with Kanon's accurate judgment. His niece seemed to have a natural intuition about the Kengan match, and her observation and judgment were astonishing.

He said with certainty, "You're right, Hanon. Erde's strength is beyond doubt. Although he's not very famous, he's truly a top-tier expert! It's just a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

Instead of answering directly, Takakaze Kirito told Kanon, "Listen, that person is here."

Suddenly, the arena fell silent, and a tense atmosphere permeated the air. Whether it was Tokudo Tokuo standing in the arena or the members of the Kengan Association watching, everyone held their breath and looked towards the entrance of the rest room, as if waiting for something.

The door slowly opened, and a tall man in a black bodysuit strode out. Even from a distance, Hana felt an immense sense of oppression emanating from him, as if such a domineering aura truly existed in the world. Everyone in the room was overwhelmed by this domineering aura, and panic and trembling welled up from the depths of their hearts.

As the man approached, Hana finally saw him clearly. Thanks to the man's tight black bodysuit, Hana could clearly see the lines of his muscles. The clearer she could see, the more shocked she became: "This man's muscles... are practically flawless!"

Compared to the stunned Hanon, Kirito Takakaze was much more composed, after all, this wasn't the first time he had seen "The Fang of Destruction." Instead of paying attention to this so-called strongest fighter, Kirito scanned his surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on the enclosed VIP lounge above the arena.

"That old fox, Mitsudo, is so arrogant. He doesn't even come down to watch regular Kengan matches anymore." Kikka, who loves freedom, clearly doesn't respect the people in charge of the Kengan Association.

The fighters were now in position, and the referee began to introduce them.

"This is the fighter 'Nitoku,' Tokuo Tokudo, a five-win, zero-loss record in Kengan matches, and his height is..."

"No need for further explanation." Erde interrupted the referee: "It seems that after this match, regardless of the outcome, I will need to take a good rest... so there's no need to explain these unnecessary things."

The referee readily agreed and ignored Erde, instead introducing the man in black.

"So, Nitoku's opponent is 201 centimeters tall and weighs 128 kilograms. His record in the Kengan Association is 155 wins and no losses! He is the absolute king of the Kengan Association, the 'Fang of Destroyed Hall' who represents the Bank of Japan, Kano Akagi!"

"Teeth! Teeth! Teeth!" The audience began to chant rhythmically in unison, as if welcoming a king's procession. In this frenzied atmosphere, both Erde and "Teeth" assumed fighting stances.

Upon seeing his opponent, Kano Aki, known as "The Fang of Destroyer," adopted a slightly bowed stance, his fists clenched in front of him for protection. Nitoku smiled and said, "Oh? So the champion of the Kengan Association uses boxing? Or perhaps mixed martial arts?"

In contrast, Erde's stance was like that of someone poised to pounce, with his hands slightly raised in front of him, as if he were about to pounce and grab the enemy at any moment.

“My fighting style is a hybrid, so your style is mainly based on grappling…” Gana began to speak, but instead of Erde’s words, he was met with a figure rushing towards him.

The battle has begun!

Gana was not flustered. He threw a punch at Erde. With his height and long reach, if Erde tried to charge, he would be hit by this blow before he could grab Gana.

In the critical moment, Erde's sprinting momentum did not diminish, but his body suddenly lowered, and his move changed to a sliding front kick, with both legs shoving towards Ghana's lower body.

Ghana retreated, and the Germans quickly got up and began a new round of pursuit.

This opening move was quite amazing. Hanon heard the people around her praising, "Wow, Nitoku seems to be good at throwing techniques, but I didn't expect his striking power to be so strong!"

But Hanon, with her better eyesight, saw that although Erde's punches and kicks were fierce, none of them broke through Gana's defenses. The two arms protecting her in front of her were an iron wall, isolating all of Erde's attacks.

"What, not planning to fight back?" The fierce attack was ineffective, but Erde didn't care too much. Instead, he took the opportunity to mock, "The mighty Fang of Destruction, let me hurt you—" Before he finished speaking, Gana suddenly dodged the punch, pounced forward, and pinned Erde to the ground.

Erde started with a throwing stance, but then launched a fierce attack with punches and kicks. Ghana opened with a striking stance, but then tackled Erde first...

"They're riding it!" the onlookers shouted excitedly. "Ghana has a clear advantage, they're guaranteed to win this time!"

Just as Ghana raised his iron fist to strike, Erde seized the opportunity of his shift in balance, lowered his waist and rammed into Ghana, knocking him to the ground as well. At the same time, he used his hands and feet to form a bowline armbar.

"Hey, Fang of Destroyer, now to answer your question, my style is Sambo."

It's the weekend, so each chapter will be released a little earlier than usual. The next chapter will be released around 2 PM, and the third chapter around 4 or 5 PM.

This chapter features the battle between Erde and Ghana, a fierce fight mentioned in the original manga but not depicted in the illustrations. Here, the author will boldly provide a description.

Regarding the stance I described in more detail in the text, Nitoku's starting stance was drawn in "Kengan Omega". Also, as you know, Kana can learn his opponent's moves during battle. If you're interested, you might want to check out the fight between Kana and Okubo in the Deadly Match. Kana's stance is exactly the same as Nitoku's!

Also, this novel was just signed yesterday, and I'll start applying for recommendations next week.

Section 14, Chapter 14: The Abyss

Sambo is a martial art originating in Russia, and in terms of its techniques, it is very similar to Japanese judo. However, embodying the bravery and perseverance of the Russian people, Sambo is actually an extremely hard martial art. Specifically, in terms of grappling techniques, while judo's ground techniques focus on suppression, Sambo's grappling techniques emphasize joint destruction.

Wrist lock is a signature joint lock technique of Sambo. Once executed, it is an almost inescapable fatal blow. Losing an arm in combat not only directly weakens one's fighting ability, but the intense pain that follows is enough to destroy a person's will.

"Got you." Less than a minute into the battle, Erde successfully dragged the fight into a ground battle and grabbed Gana's arm right from the start.

"Even if he's a legend of the Kengan Association, he can't fight anymore after losing an arm, right...? No, maybe he can. Let's give it a try." Although he spoke a long sentence in one breath, all of Erde's muscles were tense, constantly exerting force, determined to break Gana's arm.

However, his opponent was none other than the "Fang of Annihilation." Gana's unlocked hand pinched Erde's ankle, the immense force causing excruciating pain and slightly loosening Erde's lock. Then, Gana straightened his back at an incredible angle, sending Erde flying to the side.

"Such strong waist strength!" Hanon exclaimed from the sidelines. "It's the difference in muscles. Mr. Nitoku's muscles can be described as being honed through countless trials, but the level of muscles of this Miedo no Kiba... is unimaginable."

The armbar was broken, but Erde did not give up the attack. He immediately regained his balance, wrapped around the opponent, and tried to subdue Ghana with a different submission hold.

Ghana was not to be outdone, blocking Erde's arm while pressing his calf against Erde's knee, which was clearly a grappling technique.

Weighing 128 kilograms and possessing incredible strength, Erdős was likely to suffer immediate fractures from the impact. Erdős quickly moved his legs to avoid the attack and then aimed his fingers at Ghana's eyes. As Ghana turned his head to dodge, Erdős swiftly moved behind Ghana, preparing to win with a rear-naked choke—of course, Ghana had a countermeasure, and this attempt also failed.

In an instant, Erde and Ghana engaged in a grappling duel on the ground. Their movements were as if they had planned it together, changing rapidly without the slightest hesitation.

Some audience members cheered, some exclaimed, and some were completely stunned, like Kanon.

The power, complexity, and even the beauty inherent in martial arts deeply moved her. Ultimately, Kanon is a man at heart, and men are always stirred by the passion of battle.

Of course, another human instinct also exists in Kanon: the fear of danger: "These two are just too strong! Can I... can I really reach that level?"

Well... in terms of combat power, Kanon, who can freely control her muscles, has unlimited potential, and it is impossible to estimate how far she can develop in the future. However, if we only consider throwing techniques, locks, joint locks, and suppression techniques, then Kanon will not be able to catch up with Kano and Nito in the short term.

As a crucial part of combat skills, the strength of grappling techniques is 100% related to the amount of practice. Luck may allow someone to knock out a boxer, but there is no chance in grappling exchanges; it is only a matter of proficiency.

There are no so-called "killer moves" in this field. The human body structure is what it is. No matter who it is, lying on the ground is just a matter of a few cubic meters. Neither side has any secrets from the other. The competition is about the skills of moving forward and backward within those few cubic meters.

There are no surprises in grappling techniques! There are no shortcuts in grappling techniques! There is no way for the underdog to defeat the opponent in grappling techniques! Every drop of sweat you put into grappling techniques will eventually be transformed into fighting power to reward you.

"So it turns out that the Fang of the Destroyer has also put a lot of effort into grappling techniques..." Erde exclaimed, as this was the first time he had encountered such a formidable opponent.

However, a smile gradually appeared on Erde's face: "But it seems that my grappling skills are a bit stronger."

At this moment, Erde, who was entangled with Ghana, gradually suppressed him, pinned Ghana beneath him, and rained down heavy punches. From this angle, even Ghana could hardly do anything and could only passively endure Erde's attacks.

Among the audience, Takakaze Kiriji said, "Nade is indeed an outstanding fighter. I have seen a lot in my life, but I have never seen anyone surpass him in terms of rigid suppression."

As they were talking, Erde's heavy punch broke Ghana's eyebrow. Although this area was insignificant, it was rich in capillaries, and blood immediately flowed down. This not only excited the two fighters but also the audience: "Even the Fang of Destroyer is injured!"

Seemingly signaled by the bleeding, Gana's spirit was jolted, and his ultimate muscle strength was unleashed once more. His entire body tensed, and he forcefully lifted Erde's 170-180 pound body, releasing the suppression in an unimaginable way.

"Enough!" the taciturn Gana said. "The fighting ends here."