Food Wars Expert Starting from Kengan Baki

So, the next morning, in the most luxurious fitness center in Tokyo, Chen Tianqiao was pushing a 350-kilogram barbell, which was already beyond the limit of most Olympic athletes.

"Boss, your breakfast is ready."

"Well, push it up then."

He took the towel handed to him by the assistant and wiped the sweat off his face. After a night of digestion and growth last night, his height had grown from 175 cm to 1.98 m.

His body shape also changed from a skinny man to a perfect body with a broad back and strong waist, but the counterpart was a huge increase in appetite.

Soon, a team of 20 food trucks, accompanied by waiters, arrived at Chen Tianqiao's table. First came 50 kilograms of marinated raw beef, which was placed on plates and served on the table.

"Well, the meat is tender and chewy, and it also has the delicious taste of raw meat. Not bad."

While feasting on the food, he did not forget to comment on the chef's dishes. Soon, the meal, which was enough for 40 people, was completely eaten up in the eyes of the crowd who looked at him like a ghost.

At this time, An Mei Qiyan, the beautiful assistant arranged by Tang Wu, held up a previously scheduled schedule and said:

"There's a no-holds-barred fighting tournament in the afternoon, and there's also an underground black boxing match nearby in the evening."

She paused and said, "The point is that these are all very dangerous events, many people have died, and the participants have to sign a waiver agreement."

"It doesn't matter. Either you kill them or you get killed by them. How can you become stronger if you don't even have this kind of mental preparation?"

Chen Tianqiao waved his hands helplessly, not caring about the danger she mentioned. If he couldn't become stronger, the existence of the system would become meaningless, and his life would also be meaningless.

After a quick warm-up, I continued to exercise my muscles. If I am not familiar with my body, how can I fight with others?

At three o'clock in the afternoon at the Hell Arena in Tokyo, when Chen Tianqiao, who looked like a little giant with handsome features, stood on the ring, the huge cheers from outside the arena almost blew off the roof of the arena.

"The first to appear is a fighter from China, nicknamed: King of Hell"

"Because this is his first time participating in an overseas competition, I haven't found any of his past records so far, but we can still look forward to his performance."

Soon another player came on stage to the cheers of the crowd. He was the Thai boxing champion Aliman, who had won many championships. Due to his addiction to gambling, he squandered all his assets and finally returned to the ring.

Although it is an unlimited fighting competition, most people are not optimistic about Ahriman, who has a body size that is like that of an adult and a child, even though his opponent has 15 wins and 3 losses.

Chapter 3 Only cowards dodge attacks!

Ahriman looked at the huge size of the other party, but he was not afraid at all. He thought it was just a larger and slower beast, and he had killed quite a few of them.

"Hmph! I want to teach you something. Sometimes strength isn't everything! Speed ​​is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ahriman launched an attack. His figure passed by the opponent like a phantom, and his fists pounded on the exposed muscles like dense raindrops. Almost every blow could easily shatter the blue bricks and tiles.

At this time, Chen Tianqiao could only protect his head with both hands and passively defend himself. However, in a few moments, his whole body turned bright red and seemed to be swollen and congested. At the same time, the audience in the stadium had been silent from the beginning to now, and they had completely lost their initial confidence in the big guy.

Faced with this scene, Ahriman felt very happy. He had verified it countless times that no matter how big a person is, if he does not have the corresponding reaction ability, he is just a useless meat target.

Suddenly, the lightning-fast fist was grabbed by the opponent, and Chen Tianqiao's mocking look was revealed behind his arms.

"Monkey, have you had enough of the trouble?"

He lifted Ahriman, who weighed nearly 100 kilograms, high up like a king lifting a tripod, and threw him hard onto the concrete ring. The whole audience cheered! Everyone was shouting the name of "Yanwang"!

At this moment, the Muay Thai champion, who had been using his lifelong force-unloading techniques to barely survive, felt limp all over, and his movements were not as fast as before.

"Come on! Why are you standing so far away? Come over here and fight me! Stop being a sissy. I heard that your Muay Thai is known for its fierceness, but in my opinion, it's about the same strength as a sissy massage!"

After shaking his crackling neck, his words were naturally translated by the referee to Ahriman. Even though he has retired now, no Muay Thai master can remain indifferent to such insults.

Suddenly, the ferocious kicks were like a machete that took lives in succession. He had used this move to send several opponents to the ICU, and the diagnosis results were all concussion and vegetative state.

"Oh, you're angry already? That's all."

Facing Ahriman's leg skills, he flashed a smile of success. He used the opponent's attack to stack blood rage, and then provoked the opponent to attack directly. Although the tactics were crude, they were very successful.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ahriman never dreamed that a kick that could leave a deep hole in the masonry wall could only leave a dull sound almost like leather on the opponent's muscular body.

Suddenly, while he was distracted, he found that his legs were tightly grasped by Chen Tianqiao. This familiar scene made Ahriman struggle desperately, trying to break his arms with his legs to escape.

But the arms, as thick as thighs, were as strong as cast steel or iron. Even if he used all his strength, he could not move them at all.

"It looks like your journey is coming to an end. Come and say goodbye to the human world!"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he swung one of his legs and smashed it to the ground.

"Puff", blood spurted out immediately, once, twice, three times..., until Ahriman was smashed into a pile of rotten meat, the shocked referee announced that Chen Tianqiao won the game.

He casually threw away the person with only his thigh left and leisurely returned to the contestant channel. However, before the next game started, the remaining contestants all chose to abstain amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.

"It's boring. The purity of these people is too low. I wonder what my opponents will be like in the underground fighting arena tonight."

Hearing this, An Mei Qiyan adjusted his glasses and said, "Do you want to go back and rest now? I'll call a taxi for you."

"No need. I'm going out for a walk. You can help lead the way for me when I receive the award later."

Then he left the Tokyo Arena without looking back. Chen Tianqiao, his muscles so tight that his clothes were stretched, walked on the busy street, making passers-by turn their heads to look at him.

He didn't care about such things at all. Instead, he enjoyed those awed looks. Brave men face their inner selves, while incompetent people are cowardly.

Standing on the Tokyo Tower, Chen Tianqiao's vision was like that of a predator looking down on all living things. Looking at the happy people around him with their families, he couldn't help but think:

"I am grateful to fate for giving me this chance to be reborn. It has allowed me to escape from the daily necessities and the life of petty intrigues in my previous life. A man should live like this!"

At night, in the underground bloody fighting arena, it was surrounded by barbed wire and steel covers with spikes. On the outermost layer, there was a river of fire made of various burning materials. It looked like hell.

This is the highlight of tonight. Before the two sides decide life and death, the contestants will be roasted by flames. The longer the time, the more severe the physical consumption will be.

Soon, after witnessing several rounds of losers being hung on skewers by their opponents, his name appeared in the voice broadcast.

"The atmosphere here feels surprisingly good. I hope my opponent can give me some fun."

Subconsciously, he glanced at the system. Well, he was still a little short of the first level. He hoped that he could be promoted successfully after today's battle.

Host: Chen Tianqiao

Height: 1.98 meters

Rank: 0.87 (the highest 4th rank in this world)

Attributes: Violent Power, Blood Rage

Evaluation: Barely squeezed into the second-rate level of this world, but still a small fish.

After reading the concise system interface, he automatically ignored the last comment and stepped onto the scorching ground of the death cage. He saw a tattooed man with a bald head and scarred face, who was as strong as him, walking towards him.

"Your name is Yan Wang, right? This is the first time I've met a contestant as arrogant as you in all these years. I'm Simmons and I can consider making your death a quick one."

"What a coincidence, I thought so too. I hope you don't die too quickly!"

Soon the battle officially began with thousands of people shouting at the top of their lungs. Because both men had huge bodies and strong arms, the battle scene was very exciting, as if two giant beasts were fighting each other.

"Bang bang..."

Relying on their large stature, the two men both disdained to dodge each other's fists. Without saying a word, they just punched each other directly. Suddenly, a thunderous sound was heard on the ring.

In this age of advanced skills, this kind of flesh-and-flesh combat is rarely seen. For a moment, the audience in the arena got their blood boiling, as if arousing a primitive desire to fight, and they roared violently.

As time went by, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but everyone felt that Simmons was gradually becoming weak and his fierce momentum was slowly weakening.

On the other side, with the blessing of blood rage, Chen Tianqiao, with his terrifying recovery ability and rising desire to kill, has completely forced his opponent into a dead end in the iron cage, and the billowing flames can almost lick his back.

As a last resort, Simmons dodged Chen Tianqiao's heavy punch for the first time, and at the same time he also dodged the blind spot of the cage.

"Simmons, you didn't expect that, did you? You are as cowardly as a wild dog at this moment! Tonight, I will use your bones to build a ladder for me to ascend to heaven!"

Since the opponent started to dodge, he didn't hesitate and rushed forward, hitting Simmons in the abdomen with a powerful knee, causing him to vomit.

Chapter 4 Finding the Techniques of Bajiquan

Chen Tianqiao continued to pursue without mercy, and his whip kick was like a giant axe, hitting the back of the opponent's head fiercely.

The moment he fell to the ground, he was lifted up by the waist and his knees struck his spine hard.

There was only a howl and a few cracking sounds of bones, and then Simmons was thrown to the ground and there was no movement.

In an instant, the whole audience cheered. You know, Simmons is the perennial champion of this competition, but he was easily defeated by someone who came here for the first time. It was a feast for their eyes.

Unfortunately, in the subsequent battles, no one was his opponent, and the game ended in a boring way. As usual, An Mei Qiyan received the championship trophy.

A few days later, Chen Tianqiao was in the villa, gnawing on a tomahawk steak and listening to his assistant's battle report over the past few days. He said in silence:

"Because the players who fought against you were almost always killed or injured, all the major arenas are unwilling to accept your battle application now."

"Well, I see."

He doesn't care about this kind of thing. Those weak opponents can no longer bring him any improvement.

Host: Chen Tianqiao

Height: 2.18 meters

Rank: 1.07 (the highest 4th rank in this world)

Attributes: tyrannical power, blood rage, tenacity

Tyrannical Power: All injuries sustained in battle can be converted into evolutionary power to strengthen and heal oneself, and the more powerful the person, the better the effect.

Evaluation: The premise is not to be killed directly by the strong, and being down-to-earth is the kingly way.

Blood Rage: You can accumulate rage in battle to double your own quality. The longer the battle, the higher the strengthening degree, and there is no upper limit.

Evaluation: There is indeed no upper limit, provided that your physical strength and fighting will can keep up.

Tenacity: Standing firm. The greater the damage received, the stronger the burst power.

Comment: No one can escape unscathed before I die!

After putting the last beef bone into his mouth and chewing it, Chen Tianqiao took out a tissue to wipe his mouth. When he stood up, he suddenly heard the sound of his casual clothes being overwhelmed.

"chichi"

As expected, the clothes had several big holes torn. He frowned and said:

"Exchange all the clothes you bought recently for a few sizes up. Also, the equipment at the gym is too light, so go replace it as well."

"Finally, ask Dougo to come over and tell him that I have something to talk to him about."

The series of battles in recent times not only allowed him to break through the first level, but also increased his strength to 600 kilograms. The only thing he lacked was agility, although he did not bother to dodge attacks.

But facing those slippery loaches and the mouse who admitted defeat after playing with them for a while, anger was not enough to describe his feelings.

The next morning, Chen Tianqiao was lying on his back on the surface of the villa's swimming pool, with Tang Wu and his assistant An Mei Qiyan standing on the shore with great respect.

"How is it going? I know that there is a competition called Kengan among your chambers of commerce."

Kengan is a bare-handed fighting competition where companies and businessmen hire fighters and have them fight each other with huge profits. It was originally a means to quell the conflicts among businessmen. It started in the middle of the Edo period and has been passed down to the present day.

As the boss of the Jinsha Society, Tang Wu certainly knows about this kind of competition, but because his current size is very small, he is not yet qualified to join such a big boss's place.

"Lord Yan Wang, please give me some time. I will arrange the first game within a month!"

Although I don’t understand how Chen Tianqiao knew this kind of thing, but when facing a person who is like an ancestor, I have to worship him and serve him carefully.

This made Tang Wu very worried, so he arranged for Anmei Qiyan, which allowed him to get rid of the worry and not have to appear in front of this strong man every day.

"Okay, go get busy. You should know the benefits of winning the Kengan competition. Put more thought into it."

"Yes, Lord Yan Wang, I will take my leave now."

He seemed to be tired from swimming. His huge body was like a giant whale emerging from the water. After he came ashore, he stood in front of the female assistant and said:

"An Mei Qi Yan, how is the Chinese martial artist that I asked you to contact yesterday? When can we go over there?"

Hearing this, she took out a schedule from the pile of schedules in her hand and said:

"Zhang's Bajiquan was originally a top-notch master among the Chinese martial artists. Later, he came to Neon to settle down for other reasons and opened a Baji dojo."

"In order of that, there are Xingyiquan, Tiger Fist, and Baguazhang. They are all from the Chinese martial arts circle. However, according to my investigation, only Bajiquan has some real strength at present."

After the assistant inserted the document back into the file, he fetched clothes for him to put on.

"Excuse me, sir, are you going now in the afternoon?"

"Well, prepare the car, let's go and see the so-called master."

With water stains on his face, he walked towards the gym step by step. When he had relaxed enough, he would continue exercising.