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In the VIP room on the top floor of the arena, Pianyuan Miedang and Wu Huiliyang stood together again.

"Hehe, what a naughty boy, he looks a lot like someone when he was young~" the chairman of the film source association teased.

"Oh dear, the past is truly unbearable to recall..." Clearly, the 'bad boy' of the previous generation was Grandpa Wu.

The chairman of the film source association didn't delve into it further, and asked another question: "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. I thought the Wu clan would send Wu Qi to compete."

"Hehehe, the reason is very simple." Old Master Wu smiled proudly: "That brat Lei'an is stronger than Horiki. He is undoubtedly the strongest of the younger generation of the Wu clan!"

On the field, the person who was to challenge this strongest member of the younger generation of the Wu clan also appeared.

"Let us welcome the warriors from England, whose blue eyes see only victory! Warriors protected by the gods, march forth!"

"Standing 189 cm tall, weighing 99 kg, with a record of 48 wins and 0 losses in Kengan matches! The company received 708.8349 billion yen in funding. Mori Tokuri is the representative fighter, the priest of annihilation, Mogi Robinson!"

Author's Note: Four matches have passed in a flash... We need to describe the match between Lei An and the Priest, and then Adam will make his appearance again. Will Mickey Mouse, who was instantly killed in the original work, be able to survive for a couple more seconds in this fanfic?

Section 150, Chapter 148: Barton Technique

The battle was about to begin, but the atmosphere before the match wasn't particularly tense. Mogi Robinson squinted and smiled, while Wu Lei'an laughed even more arrogantly, his mouth almost splitting to the back of his ears.

"Go for it, brother!" Elena Robinson cheered for her brother after taking her seat. She was a typical blonde, blue-eyed European beauty, gentle and refined, and her conversation with her was like a breath of fresh air. This was the epitome of a well-bred lady.

In comparison, Kanon, this time-traveling and transformation-wielding guy, has a very ordinary demeanor...

Of course, Hanon didn't care about that. She just looked intently at the arena, intending to observe the Wu clan, which many people were wary of.

In the third section of the competition, the referee was changed again. This time, it was a young foreign beauty named Anna Paula from Brazil. She was a newcomer to the Kengan Association's referee team, with only two years of experience and was still studying abroad.

This Miss Anna has an exceptional talent for languages ​​and has been introducing outstanding Brazilian fighters to Kengan Association's businesses. She herself has experience practicing Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, though her skill level isn't very high. Actually, Anna loves football more than fighting—after all, she's Brazilian...

Referee Anna spread her hands: "Are both sides ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready," Mogi replied politely.

On the other side, Wu Lei'an was not so well-behaved. He let out a "howl" and moved closer to Anna, pretending to bite her. Anna was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly: "Wu Lei'an, watch your behavior!"

"Hahaha, stop rambling and get started." Wu Lei'an was completely unconcerned, arrogant and domineering; his manner was truly...

"You deserve a beating!" Hanon said indignantly. This Wu Lei'an was a complete jerk. No wonder the Garudas of the same clan supported Mogi to win. Now Hanon understood that feeling a little: "Brother-complex priest, you have to win!"

"...Anyway, ready—go!" Anna Paula, having composed herself, swung her arm.

"Heh." "Ha!"

Wu Lei'an and Moji Robinson disappeared at the same time, and the next moment the two were fighting in the arena.

They exchanged kicks, then Raian launched a fierce attack which was blocked, and Mokichi retaliated with a kick, which was also blocked... The two were exchanging blows.

"Wow, wow, wow, it's been such an intense back-and-forth battle since the start!" The audience in the stands cheered. The match was very exciting, and the commentators, Shexiang and Jerry, provided timely updates on the battle.

"So far, Wu Lei'an has the lead in both speed and number of attacks. Will he be able to take control of the situation in one fell swoop?"

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Everyone in the Wu clan watching knew: "Leon wasn't taking it seriously; he was just playing around!"

Sitting next to Garuda, Hanon overheard Garuda's mutterings and couldn't help but feel curious: "Oh? This round of attacks is already showing promise. So you weren't really taking it seriously? Interesting."

In fact, it wasn't just Wu Lei'an who wasn't taking it seriously; Mogi Robinson wasn't either. Wu Lei'an relied on his slightly superior physical abilities to gain an advantage in shooting speed, but Mogi quickly neutralized that advantage with his technique.

"Neither of these two heroes will give way, and we cannot look away from this duel for even a moment!" Katahara Sayaka made her assessment of the battle situation.

Wu Lei'an broke out in a sweat, which was just a warm-up for him. Mogi Robinson was quite strong, and the first round of attacks had excited him: "Well done, you British bastard, try this one next!"

Raian attacked again, and when he threw a punch, he suddenly swung his arm so hard that the sweat on his arm mixed with Rito's blood splattered out and landed on Mokichi's eyes, disturbing his vision.

From the stands, Hana sneered, "Shameless!"

Thai fighting god Gaolang scoffed, "Boring."

Gensai Kuroki was also watching the match from the lounge, and his opinion was: "It's just kids' stuff."

But Wu Lei'an had successfully impaired Mogi's vision, and it seemed he was about to land a punch and gain the upper hand—but he didn't. At the last moment, Mogi, with his eyes closed, grabbed Lei'an's arm.

This was an extremely well-executed defense. Sharp-eyed fighters noticed that Mokichi did not simply pinch or hold Raian's fist, but rather locked Raian's knuckles finger to finger.

"Wow, even though he's an opponent, he did a fantastic job!" In the VIP room, Grandpa Wu also praised Maoji's performance.

"This young man is focused on damaging the knuckles; he must be a successor of an ancient martial arts style! Unfortunately, this is far from enough for Lei'an."

The old man's eyes were incredibly sharp. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Lei'an below had already shaken off Maoji's grip, and his attempt to break his finger joints had failed.

Old Master Wu smiled slightly, already confident: "Hehehe, our Wu clan has a 1,300-year-old heritage. Throughout history, we have continuously intermarried with powerful martial artists or their blood relatives. We are a fighting family formed by generations of specialized combat genes, possessing invincible physiques and extensive and profound techniques. There are no moves that the Wu clan cannot deal with...!"

If Old Master Wu was full of confidence, then Wu Lei'an, with his eccentric personality, was even more arrogant.

"Hmph, you think knuckle grip is high-level? You think you can beat me with that? Idiot, dream on!"

However, his opponent, Mogi Robinson, remained calm even after his move was countered, replying, "Dreaming...maybe your dream will actually come true~"

"Quiet, freeze!" Katahara Sayaka's commentary was tense: "The two players have been facing off for a long time, not moving at all. What are they going to do?"

Jerry, standing nearby, chimed in at the opportune moment, fulfilling his role as a guest: "They're in a standoff! Once they start moving at this point, a fierce battle is bound to ensue."

From the stands, Garuda, who knew Lei'an's personality well, said to Hanon and Elena, "Wu Lei'an will definitely be the first to make a move!"

And that was indeed the case.

Wu Lei'an took the initiative, grabbing Mogi with both hands, about to deliver a headbutt: "You bastard who uses ancient jujutsu, this move of yours... ugh."

Before he could even land a headbutt, Raian was hit by Mogi's uppercut, clearly indicating that his grab hadn't restrained Mogi's arm.

"Tch, I was a bit careless." Raian was punched in the jaw and staggered. He quickly retreated. With his physical abilities, it was obvious that Mogi, who practiced jujitsu, couldn't catch up... right?

To everyone's astonishment, Mogi Robinson actually began to pursue Wu Lei'an, moving quickly with a footwork similar to that of a boxer.

"Is it boxing?" Raian was stunned for a moment, then realized he was wrong. Moji's boxing instantly turned back into jujitsu, pulling Raian's defensive arm inward, causing him to lose his balance, and then followed up with a kick.

Hit!

Even Grandpa Wu couldn't sit still anymore: "What kind of kung fu is this? It's like a mix of boxing and jujitsu."

"Ha, I didn't expect you, Erio, to want to ask me about martial arts too~" Katahara Metsudou, who had been relatively silent, laughed: "Moji Robinson's fighting style is... Barton Technique."

Section 151, Chapter 149: Liberation

The so-called Barton style originated in Japan during the late Edo period in the 19th century. At that time, the strongest fighter of the Kengan Association was named Kotoura Shigenosuke, known as "Genjutsu" (Illusion Technique). His skills were unparalleled, and he was a legendary martial artist. After sweeping across Japan, this master chose to travel across the ocean to England to seek further training. There, he encountered many powerful opponents and came into contact with Western fighting techniques. Ultimately, he fused boxing, wrestling, and other martial arts with the ancient Japanese style of Jujutsu, forming this unique and distinctive martial art.

Pattonism is a practical art that was widely used by British police and detectives in the 19th century, but it has gradually declined in modern times, and people who know how to use it are very rare. Today, only Moggie Robinson remains as a true master.

Pian Yuan Mie Tang recounted the history of Barton Technique in detail, and the old man of the Wu clan nodded repeatedly as he listened: "So that's how it is, the world is really vast... As expected, Moji Robinson is also a person with bloodline, and Lei An's beating was not unjust."

Well, the situation is indeed as Mr. Wu said: while the chairman of the film source association was talking about history, Wu Lei'an in the audience was being beaten.

Mogi Robinson displayed absolute technical superiority over Wu Lei'an. All of Lei'an's attacks were neutralized, and not only were they neutralized, but they also became the openings for Mogi's counterattack. Wu Lei'an quickly landed a series of heavy punches, leaving his face covered in blood—this time it wasn't Rito's blood, but all of Wu Lei'an's own.

Old Master Wu was both ashamed and furious. His Wu clan was not invincible, but when had they ever been so humiliated in a competition?

"Damn it, Lei An, are you trying to humiliate me?"

Wu Lei'an was also very unhappy: "Damn it, take this!" In his shame and anger, he threw a fast and heavy punch, but it was useless. Instead, Moji seized the opportunity and threw him over the shoulder with great speed.

"Wow! This angle!" This time, there's no need for a fighter. As long as the audience still has eyes, they can see that Wu Lei'an has no room to recover. This over-the-shoulder throw will definitely succeed. Not only will it succeed, but it might even... take Lei'an's life.

With a loud "boom," Wu Lei'an was slammed headfirst into the ground by Maoji, leaving a small crater. Blood flowed freely and quickly pooled in the ground.

"The match is over!" Katahara Sayaka shouted. Was the match finished?

In fact, even Mogi Robinson himself thought so. He even displayed the style of "a real man never looks back" and turned directly towards the passage: "Rest in peace..."

Unfortunately, he was too happy too soon.

With another "boom," Wu Lei'an sprang up behind Maoji. His momentum was so strong that he sent countless pebbles flying from the small crater he had created with his face, scattering them everywhere.

"How is this possible!" Mogi exclaimed in shock. "That over-the-shoulder throw was perfect! How could he get up again?"

"That's him!" Rito, who had just finished bandaging up, was also watching the match on the screen in the corridor. When he saw Wu Lei'an's condition after he got up, he immediately recognized him: "He beat me up after he was like this!"

Another fighter who was watching the match, and also a competitor and old rival of the Wu clan in the underworld, Mirai Zero, straightened up from Rino's lap pillow.

"I never expected him to use this... Wu clan's secret technique, Liberation, in front of so many viewers."

"Liberation? What's that?" The question was asked by Hanon, not by Yu Lei, but by Garuda beside her. She heard Garuda say that word.

Garuda didn't hold back, after all, Lei An had already revealed his secrets in front of tens of thousands of people: "Uh, humans subconsciously limit their power to less than 30%. This is a safety measure set up by the brain to protect the body. Through years of evolution, our Wu clan has acquired the means to remove the restriction and the ability to bear its enormous burden. This is the 'liberation' of the Wu clan."

Garuda looked towards the VIP room: "There are rules in the clan that the clan leader must give permission to use Liberation. Grandpa must be very angry right now."

That's right, Old Master Wu is almost furious: "Ah, you brat, not only were you beaten so badly, but now you're not even allowed to show off your secret skills in front of so many people..."

"To hell with the rules, to hell with the fight, to hell with the exciting competition! Hahaha..." Wu Lei'an, having broken free of the restrictions, became even more frenzied. He was naked, his skin turned crimson or even purplish-red, his muscles bulged, and he looked extremely ferocious.

"Isn't this just a pre-borrowing of Tokita Ohma's technique?" Guan Lin, Inaba, Kanon, and the others all felt that this move resembled a pre-borrowing technique, but judging from Raian's condition, the "release" might provide a greater boost to physical abilities than the "pre-borrowing" technique...

"What I enjoy is one-sided torture! You damn British bastard, come and get yours too!" Wu Lei'an announced, "Here I come~"

Then he disappeared, and when people caught sight of him again, Mogi Robinson had already been punched away.

"Brother!" Elena exclaimed, abruptly standing up from the stands.

Moggie Robinson didn't hear his sister's voice at all; only one thought occupied his mind: "So fast, so heavy..."

Yes, Wu Lei'an's physical abilities have improved too much. Even with just the simplest punch, Mogi Robinson, a top fighter, was completely unable to defend himself—not because of a lack of technique, but simply because his body couldn't react in time.