Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

The stone statue, which had stood for nearly a hundred years without breaking, was now covered with cracks. If it had not been fixed with steel cables by a helicopter, a gust of wind would have completely shattered it.

It would be fine if it had fallen into disrepair, but the thought of the dense fist marks on the steel and concrete base is terrifying.

"Sheriff Lockhart! The surveillance video has been retrieved, but..."

Seeing the policewoman running over to report with a pale face, as if she had seen something that destroyed her worldview, the sheriff's face darkened and he said:

"I see."

In the dim monitoring room, everyone, whether official or local management, stared intently at the terrifying figure on the big screen.

At this moment, he was hitting the base of the Statue of Liberty frantically. Although he was just a flesh and blood body, he seemed to be as indestructible as steel and kept hitting for five minutes without stopping.

"Click..."

When the video was about to end, it was suddenly turned off by Sheriff Lockhart. He looked around and saw that everyone had not yet come to their senses. He coughed lightly and said:

"Someone related to this will come over to sign a confidentiality agreement with you guys. I don't want anyone to leak out what happened tonight, or the FBI won't care!"

"Yes...."

"Got it, Sheriff..."

Hearing the name of the FBI, everyone suddenly fell silent, because their ability to penetrate into every corner is almost comparable to that of the IRS, and these ordinary people don't want to have anything to do with them.

Under the dim street lights, a huge figure suddenly appeared, abruptly pulled up the park's fixed trash can, and then smashed it towards Chen Tianqiao in the distance like a cannonball.

"call out!"

His ears twitched inexplicably, and he suddenly heard a sound of breaking air. He quickly dodged it. Although it couldn't cause any harm to him, I guess no one wants to be drenched in garbage.

"Haha, that guy called Tokugawa Narimitsu just finished talking this afternoon, and he's already here. No one would believe that there's no connection in between! Maybe he's the one who released these death row prisoners!"

A faint light flickered on his body, and a 2.3-meter-tall, muscular man wearing a black leather jacket, Sibek walked out of the darkness, as if even the air was about to condense.

"We just met and said hello. Please call me Sibek. Someone told me in prison that the strongest man is in Tokyo, so I came to visit him specially."

After saying that, he paused, walked up to the other person, and extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

"I hope you can let me experience defeat. Please don't let me down."

"Oh, is it so?!"

The moment the two men shook hands, they suddenly exerted force as if they had a tacit understanding. He took Sibek's punch head-on and shook his wrist to dislocate the opponent's wrist joint, making him temporarily unable to use his strength.

"Falling star!"

In a flash, before the opponent could react, the huge force had thrown him into the air, and he fell down with gravity. It was the first time he saw this kind of move and he was a little curious, but he didn't care. He just waited for the moment he landed to turn the situation around.

However, as the saying goes, even a lion will use all its strength when fighting a rabbit. What's more, the opponent is a tiger or a wolf. With a loud roar, he used all his strength to tear the leather into pieces.

Bengquan, spear elbow, whip kick, knee strike, every attack on Sibek's body made a sound like thunder, and his huge body was knocked back repeatedly. Even if he dug his heels into the ground, he could not withstand the force of Bajiquan, which was like a landslide and tsunami.

"boom!"

Sibek suddenly felt a hard wall on his back and realized that the battlefield had already spread from the center of the park to the retail store at the corner.

"Old man! You are already old, why are you still fighting for the title of the strongest? Why don't I personally bury you?"

Before Sibek could catch his breath, he saw Chen Tianqiao, who had just performed the Falling Star, his whole body red, his chest and abdomen bulging, and his tongue suddenly burst into thunder!

Faced with the sonic explosion so close to him, Sibek was blown into a trance, but the next second, his biological instinct made his hair stand on end, and he shrank his body at an incredible angle.

"Qian Kun suppresses the mountains and rivers!"

All that was heard was a series of air explosions, and the huge retail store collapsed with a loud bang, shocking Sibek so much that he stared with his eyes wide open, and completely put away his contempt.

Although collapsing a house was nothing to him, the fact that the other party could transmit the force throughout the entire building was a bit horrifying.

Sibek tore off his tattered windbreaker, revealing his steel-like muscles, and struck a classic fighting starting stance.

"Haha! Good boy! I recognize you! Don't let me beat you to death later!"

"Hit without breathing!"

Chen Tianqiao, who had already prepared for defense, only saw a figure flash before his eyes, and the old, wrinkled face with a bald head occupied his entire field of vision.

"What a fast speed! Faster than Kuroki Gensai in the Kengan Tournament!"

Bang! My left cheek hurt. For no apparent reason, I was hit by a heavy punch. My chest, abdomen, lower back, thighs, and shoulders were attacked like a violent storm, without stopping for a moment.

Although he felt physical pain, Chen Tianqiao did not feel depressed. Instead, he felt as refreshed as if he had drunk a can of iced drink in the hot summer. It was the joy brought by the improvement in strength and the loosening of bottlenecks.

People who have never experienced bottlenecks will never be moved to make further progress. "Ha~! Hahaha! Old man! Didn't you have enough food when you came here? Give me more strength! Let me feel your power!"

The tyrannical power surging through his body and the accumulated blood rage made him feel extremely happy and arrogant, and suddenly he felt as if, today I know who I am, I have realized!

Perhaps it was because he could not be discouraged by the continuous beatings without breathing, although Sibek did not say a word, the red eyes fully showed how furious he was at the moment.

In an instant, the afterimages of the punches almost formed a line, one punch was faster than the other, one punch was heavier than the other, and even the collision of flesh and fists created an air wave that made the surrounding branches sway wildly.

"Kakaka..."

As a stunt that almost caused the Statue of Liberty to collapse, both the power and speed were beyond his ability to withstand now.

The bones all over his body began to crack, which was the most realistic portrayal. He had thought of deliberately using the enemy to practice before. The only drawback was that it was difficult to grasp the degree. After all, he was not a professional sparring partner, and if he was not careful, he might be beaten to death.

Chapter 33 Beating the Old Man

"Have you had enough of beating the old man? Isn't it my turn now?"

"Bajiquan: Open the door with both elbows",

At this moment, he was almost full of blood and anger, and his strength was extraordinary. He raised his fists and rushed straight to the opponent's middle door, blocking the subsequent heavy punches.

"boom!"

This move completely interrupted Sibek's attack rhythm, and for a moment he felt so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit. Obviously, he did not expect that someone could hold out for so long under the "no-breathing continuous attack", because even if it was a living bison, he was confident that he could beat it into beef balls.

"It's not your turn..."

Before Sibek could finish his words, a powerful punch blocked his words back in his chest.

Now that the enemy's usefulness has been exhausted, he, who has always been clear about gratitude and resentment, still remembers the incident when the other party threw him into the trash can.

"Extreme Liberation: 6%"

Suddenly, Sibek completely lost the trace of his opponent in his sight, but the constantly exploding concrete ground reminded him that danger was approaching. In a moment, he felt a sudden chill on his back.

"Hey! What are you looking at, old man!"

"Bajiquan: The tiger climbs the mountain!"

There was no time to turn around. The moment he heard the sound, the huge claws like those of a tiger were already pressing on the back of Sibek's head.

In an instant, the 2.3-meter-tall giant was knocked headfirst by the enormous force contained in the palm, and his head slammed heavily into the concrete floor.

But even with such a blow to the head, Sibek still did not die. But he was not in a hurry. Anyway, he was still in a battle and the effect of blood rage would not subside for the time being.

He glanced at the bruises on his body, shook his creaking bones, sat down on the park chair, crossed his legs, and waited for the other party to get up and fight again.

"How long are you going to make me wait? Why don't you want to get up?"

As time passed, he became a little impatient when he saw his opponent was still playing ostrich, so he walked over and prepared to pull Sbek out of the ground.

Of course, when he went there, he knew that this might be a trap waiting for him. After all, he had seen too many routines in various plots in his previous life.

Sure enough, the moment he reached out to grab the other's calf, a handful of dirt was lifted up from the ground by Sibek and sprinkled on Chen Tianqiao's face.

He had been through hundreds of battles since coming to this world, but he never thought that someone would use such despicable tactics to fight him. He was caught off guard and had to turn sideways and cover his eyes.

"Oh!"

Sibek, who escaped when the other party was blinded, was now covered with scars, but his old face showed no sign of admitting defeat.

With a fierce force, like two hands of a strange python, he pulled up the lounge chair fixed in the park. The weight of hundreds of kilograms was like a meteor hammer, and he smashed it with great force.

"Young man, let me teach you a lesson! For people in our world, sneak attacks and the use of weapons are allowed without any taboos!"

Bang, bang, bang... Chen Tianqiao felt waves of severe pain all over his body. His bones were almost broken. He finally regained his vision, but saw the park chair that Sibek was dragging was about to fall on his forehead.

At the critical moment, he decisively adjusted his posture and used the Erlang Danshan technique to withstand the fatal blow with his right shoulder. And because he was still in a state of extreme liberation, the old strength had not yet gone and new strength was generated.

"Half-step collapse fist!"

After accumulating strength, he stepped forward and slammed his right fist into the weak part of the recliner. The scattered wood chips instantly swept everything around like shotgun shells, and the three-meter-long iron and wood composite structure was broken into pieces.

"boom!"

Throwing the broken chair in his hand at the opponent to stop him, Sibek realized that it might be difficult for him to beat the opponent with his bare hands. He looked around and suddenly found that there were no usable tools around.

"Old man! I think you are just a bit confused! Are you looking for this?"

This guy! In his previous life, when he was in a group fight, he wanted to find a good guy. His expression was almost the same as his current one.

He raised his foot and kicked down the electric pole that provided lighting for the park, then held the three-meter-long hollow steel column, as thick as his thigh, upside down in his hand like a killing stick.

"I wonder if my behavior counts as assaulting a centenarian?"

Although he said so, he violently pulled the street lamp in his hand away, and with its terrifying inertia, it crashed into several large trees.

At this moment, Sibek was dizzy and about to stand up to fight back on all fours when he saw a pair of big feet standing in front of him and heard Chen Tianqiao's teasing voice from above.

"Grandpa, it's not even the New Year yet. Why are you giving me such a big gift? I can't afford it. Oh, by the way? I forgot that maybe this isn't popular in your place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying whistling sound of the stick was heard again, and then, like a broken sack, Sibek's body flew out of the park and landed next to a black RV.

"Mr. Tokugawa, have we been discovered? For your safety, please leave here first, driver..."

He casually stopped the bodyguard's persuasion. Tokugawa Narimitsu, who had just watched the battle in the main seat, seemed to be still unsatisfied. He looked as if he had just had a health check-up and looked radiant.

"Why are you running? I haven't done anything wrong. Besides, they've already come over. If I don't say hello first, wouldn't it make people think that my Tokugawa family is very petty?"

He kicked away Sibek, who was like a dead dog, and walked quickly to the black RV. He opened the door and went straight in, heading straight for the refrigerator in the car.

"stop!"

"Stop right there! Or I'll shoot!"

After getting in the car, he said nothing, chewing the high-quality steak he had snatched from the kitchen, and then took out the priceless royal wine specially supplied to the royal family from the freezer.

"Ton, ton, ton..." After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he was barely half full. Finally, he just tore off a piece of high-quality silk fabric to wipe his mouth.

"Did you enjoy the meal? If not, I'll invite you to my house some other day and I'll arrange for a top chef to prepare it for you..."

"Sorry! I'm busy and don't have time. By the way, this death row inmate, Sbek, is quite interesting, but that's all..."

Sitting lazily opposite Tokugawa Narimitsu, I had vaguely noticed before the battle that there were fewer and fewer passers-by.

When the two men were fighting, there was such a big noise, and not to mention the police issues, there was not even a single bystander watching. From beginning to end, this suspicious black RV was parked not far away.

The person who dispersed the crowd, blocked the park, hacked the surveillance cameras, and monitored the entire battle was probably no one else except Tokugawa Narimitsu who came to him at noon.

"Oh... is that all? You are worthy of the title of King Yama, but I still want to kindly remind you that the remaining four death row prisoners have all landed in Neon tonight. They may come to find you at any time."

"In order to defeat their opponents, those guys have always done things without any taboos and by any means. I suggest that you at least meet each other, so that you can at least recognize who your opponents are."

He opened the car door and was about to go back, when he suddenly heard Tokugawa's words. He paused for a moment and said, "Time and place."

"Hey, he's a warrior after all, so he took the bait."

Tokugawa Narimitsu knew exactly what these people were pursuing, and having been with this group of people for a long time, he was always able to strike the right balance.

"Tomorrow morning at twelve o'clock, Tokyo Dome Underground Arena."

"Ah."

In the blink of an eye, such a large living person disappeared in front of everyone. This horrifying scene made the bodyguards feel fortunate that they had not attacked him before.

"Master, what should we do with this death row prisoner now?"

The captain of the bodyguards pointed and saw Sibek being carried away with a grunt. His sternum, scapula, arm bones and leg bones were all comminuted fractures, and his muscles were widely necrotic. He was vomiting blood from time to time and it was obvious that he was not going to die.

Tokugawa Narimitsu glanced at him with disgust and said, "Notify the nearby police station and let them handle it themselves. We have more important things to do tomorrow."

"Yes."

Chapter 34: Fanma Baki