In anime, fighting requires strength!

16. Flash Sales

In 1955, the main dojo of Goshin-ryu Aikijutsu.

At the age of 36, Goki Shigawa sought advice from the founder of this school, hoping that he could show him the way.

But the master, who was already very old at the time, said this to him.

"Shechuan, I just reached the foot of the mountain."

"If perfect self-defense were like the summit of Mount Fuji (the tenth station)—with your talent and a lifetime of training... I'm afraid you could only reach the eighth station."

When Shechuan Gangqi was shocked by what he said, the old master raised his hand to show him the movements and continued to explain to him.

"At the end of the day, if your opponent hits you, you dodge it. If your opponent kicks you, you block it."

"This kind of trick can only be considered as the lowest level of self-defense."

"If you can master the true art of self-defense, then high skills will be useless!"

...

Shechuan Gangqi looked at his glasses that were broken even after he had wiped them carefully, and his fingers that were cut by the broken glasses. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

He treated the wound with simple methods, then stood up like a normal old man, holding his knees.

"alright..."

The big competition has begun.

The contestants for the first game have already been announced.

None other than the Sultan versus...

He is so brave when crossing the river!

Snapped!

Thinking of this, Shechuan Gangqi felt as if his legs went weak. He took only two steps and fell down.

This situation made him laugh uncontrollably. He touched his head awkwardly, then stood firm again, walked out of the player lounge, officially entered the player tunnel, and walked straight towards the competition venue.

Similar things had been happening before he arrived at the Grand Prix arena today.

The more he wanted to get on the court, the more frequent this happened.

'There's no danger at all.'

"Because before you even realized your own danger, the self-defense technique had already put you out of danger, Shichuan!"

For some reason, Shechuan Gangqi recalled these words again.

"It's done, the self-defense technique."

Shechuan Gangqi carefully held onto the wall of the contestant passage and slowly moved towards the competition venue.

But what appeared before his eyes made him smile while also feeling surprised.

"This is too exaggerated."

“I never thought I’d see something like this…”

At this moment, in front of his eyes, a completely sealed door appeared in the passage that should have been empty!

The gate completely blocked the passage, with no intention of letting him reach the stadium.

Can...

"If I were a monk, I might still be able to back down here."

As he spoke, Shechuan Gangqi regained his balance, no longer holding the wall with his hands, but placing them on the door, and then... exerted force!

“But I’m a martial artist.”

"And this is the inconvenience of being a martial artist~!"

click -

He pushed the door open.

The light from the stadium appeared in front of Tsuyoshi Shikawa.

This short old man in his seventies has officially stepped into the arena!

And came to Sultan who was already standing in the arena!

At this time, the host's voice sounded again.

"Both parties are preparing—"

Following these words, Shechuan Gangqi quickly adjusted his state, but Sudan still had his hands behind his back and did not move at all.

"Game start!"

Following the sound of the gong, the host also officially made the announcement!

At this moment, Shechuan Gangqi put away his smile, widened his eyes, and focused all his attention on the Sultan!

After watching the video played at the beginning, he realized that if he took the initiative to attack, his speed would not be taken seriously by the opponent, and it might even reveal a flaw, putting him at risk of being killed in one blow!

So it’s better to do this and slow down the pace.

Then...

Be prepared to take any attack!

Be prepared to counterattack with leverage!

Tsuyoshi Shigawa was thinking this on the field, while off the field, the other contestants were also watching the game.

They also want to see how Sudan, who looks like an immortal in the video, performs on the court!

It can be said that everyone is ready to capture the Sultan's strange "footwork" to rush forward at high speed.

But in fact, when the Sultan saw Shechuan's courage, he just put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards him.

Ok?

Seeing Sultan do this, Shechuan Gangqi had a moment of doubt in his mind.

But at this moment, his body suddenly warned him that the sense of crisis was no longer in front of him, but behind him!

This feeling made him turn his head and look back immediately. Sure enough, he saw that the Sultan had appeared behind him, and stretched out his hand and gently patted him!

Such a simple action gave rise to countless plans for follow-up and countermeasures in Shechuan Gangqi's mind.

Can...

The moment the Sultan's hand actually touched him, an unstoppable huge force made his feet leave the ground, and he fell completely backward, with the back of his head hitting the ground directly!

Blood spurted out of his mouth and nostrils, and his eyes were blank!

Just one move, just a moment...

Shechuan Goki, who was known as the Martial Saint and was said to be the pinnacle of modern martial arts, was defeated!

Seeing this scene, except for Hanma Yujiro, the other contestants had different reactions, but no one made a sound at the first time. Only Hanma Yujiro's laughter never stopped!

The Aquamans were more sighing.

When Sudan competed with them, he always used only technology, and never combined technology with physical fitness to exert such suppression!

Otherwise, most of them, not all of them, would have had their faith in Tao shattered by the beating!

It’s not on the same level at all!

As Sultan himself said - players of their level have no influence on the outcome of this game!

As they were thinking this, the host finally reacted.

"The winner is decided, the victor is our King Su Hai!"

As the host spoke, the audience came back to their senses.

In an instant, cheers and laughter broke out from the audience and flooded onto the stage!

In Shenzhou, Aquaman is fighting at home, and a strong man like Sultan will be more sought after!

Under such circumstances, the audience's cheers at this moment seemed to be saying that the Sea Kings had won all the victories, proving that Shenzhou martial arts were indeed the strongest in the world!

Can...

Although Sudan made a good start, the subsequent situation was different from what the audience imagined.

Guo Chuncheng lost to Baki, Long Shuwen lost to Pico, Yang Lie... Although he has indeed become stronger during this period and his mentality has changed, but... he still ranked against Oliva and still lost!

There is no way that King Liu Hai could defeat Miyamoto Musashi.

Retsukaiou...he's ranked up against Hanma Yujiro!

Well, all twelve Aquamans, except the Sultan—were eliminated in the first round!

......

17. Realm + Value = Sudan

"Master, I lost!"

Yang Lie was lying on the bed in the medical room, with a lot of bandages wrapped around his body. Maybe because he had lost his teeth, his speech was a little unclear, but Sudan could still understand what he meant.

"It's okay. Although Oliva looks like a guy with only strength, he is actually not a weakling."

"You lost this time, just become stronger and find a way to win back."

"After all, it must have taken a lot of effort and hard work to grow his strength to this point. It will be difficult to improve it by leaps and bounds in the future, but there is still a lot of room for improvement in your skills."

"Well...don't give up on yourself."

Hearing Sudan comforting him, Yang Lie lowered his head even deeper.

"Master, I'm not dwelling on this."

"It's just that our Vajra Fist is a martial art that focuses on strengthening the body. I trained my body according to the methods passed down in our sect for so many years, but in the end, I still couldn't match the opponent..."

Faced with Yang Lie's dilemma, Sudan shook his head.

"Forging the body is inherently a matter of talent. If you take a hundred people and have them train using the same method, the results won't be exactly the same. That's perfectly normal."

"Besides, that Oliva has trained himself to this level. You don't think he hasn't put in a lot of effort, do you?"

"So there's no need for you to worry about this."

"All you need to do is think about improving yourself. As for the rest... you won't listen even if I tell you there's no need to worry about it. So think of it this way—I'm still here, right?"

When the Sultan said this, Yang Lie raised his head.

Then he looked at the Sultan and nodded heavily, regardless of the bleeding wound on his neck.

"Well, I see!"

Sensing that Yang Lie had indeed listened, the Sultan nodded slightly, then signaled Yang Lie to rest and recuperate, and he turned and left.

...

Because the final champion of this grand arena competition will be named the strongest in the world, this competition is different from previous grand arena competitions.

It's not about playing all the games in one day.

But only play one round of games a day!

Although playing every day is still a bit outrageous, it is still better than finishing all the games in one day.

It's a fatal elimination match. The opponent is an underground black boxer and is desperate, so he dares to fight three games in a row on the last day!

Under this new competition system, if you want to become the champion in the Grand Arena, then at least you have to play five games!

Five games a day!

What does it mean to be desperate?

But for the current Sudan, one round a day is a bit leisurely.