I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

This one-sided scene, which is far from over... is more of a humiliation than a battle!

Humiliation in front of millions of people!

boom!

Having effortlessly dodged Tokugawa Haruhiko's sudden thrust, Ririko once again dented the bridge of his nose with the hilt of Kaga Kiyomitsu's sword.

"How could I possibly take you down with a single sword strike, Tokugawa Haruhiko?"

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

The dull thuds echoed across the arena, making Tokugawa Haruhiko's movements increasingly sluggish.

Ririko walked slowly to Tokugawa Haruhiko, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head and whose neck and above were a bloody mess, and smiled with her eyes lowered.

"These all come from my sister's love."

Finally, she raised the trembling, celebratory Kaga Kiyomitsu and slammed it down amidst Tokugawa Haruhiko's barely audible roar.

"Just accept it all!"

boom!

Tokugawa Haruhiko collapsed unconscious on the arena.

The demon referee, with a strange expression, stepped onto the stage and, after looking at Tokugawa Haruhiko's miserable state with pity, announced Ririko's victory.

Ririko sheathed her sword, her expression unchanged, as if she had only done a trivial matter.

"Your Excellency."

Just as the doctor and the demon below the stage were about to drag Tokugawa Haruhiko off, she suddenly spoke.

"Tokugawa, please speak."

Ririko smiled and said with a "kind" and "concerned" tone, "Could you please not treat Haruhiko's face? It's just a minor injury that won't affect his actual combat ability anyway."

The girl sighed in disappointment.

"As his older sister, I want him to learn a lesson."

The doctor was speechless. After exchanging glances with the referee several times, and considering their blood relation, he slowly nodded to give Ririko some face.

"Well... okay, just this once, as long as it doesn't affect the rules."

"Thank you very much."

Lili smiled radiantly.

No matter how badly you beat Tokugawa Haruhiko in the ring, it won't matter, he'll be healed as soon as he leaves the ring anyway.

Since that's the case, why not use some special methods to leave this guy with an unforgettable memory?

The beam of light enveloped Ririko, and she closed her eyes and gave a cold laugh.

—Who told Tokugawa Haruhiko to be so blind as to point fingers at Uesugi Tetsu behind her after the Red Tide ended?

A dozen seconds later, all the injuries that affected Tokugawa Haruhiko's combat ability were healed instantly.

He had just sat down in the worst seat and was about to curse in his mind when he immediately felt a throbbing pain in his face.

"This……"

With disbelief in his mind, Tokugawa Haruhiko carefully raised his phone and tremblingly turned on the front-facing camera.

Then, he seemed to hear laughter coming from all directions of the world.

……

"I hereby declare the first stage of the Eastern Conference Seeding Tournament over!"

Just minutes after Ririko's battle with Tokugawa Haruhiko ended, Onmyo Gonsuke reappeared in mid-air, his majestic voice echoing throughout the entire Sky City.

"—The last 64 seats are eliminated."

Amidst sighs of resentment, half of the 128 seats faded into obscurity.

Yuya Akechi was among those who gave his all and performed exceptionally well, securing 92 seats.

Uesugi Tetsu silently thought, "What a pity for my little brother..."

"Lord Che, you actually have the energy to pay attention to other people?"

The two-foot-tall man felt a pang of sadness, then pouted and twisted his body in a huff: "Po, it seems we've been too lenient with you!"

"Two-foot, I'm warning you, don't think you can defy the heavens in a place like this, or at a time like this—"

In mid-air, Yin Yang Quanzhu waved his hand again and said solemnly,

"At the same time, the rules have changed!"

"—Everyone has only one chance to fail when challenging for the next level! If you fail, you will immediately lose the qualification to challenge for the next level!"

Chapter 296 Challenge the fourth-ranked opponent, Tsuchimikado Arashi! The final sword strike completely shattered Yanliu's Dao Heart!

With the rules changed in this way, there is no longer any room for trial and error.

If you want to challenge someone higher up, you need to choose the opponent from among the available options who gives you the best chance of winning and who gives you the most information.

In other words, the advantage increases as you progress.

After Yin Yang Quan Zhu disappeared into mid-air, the remaining contestants either lowered their heads in thought or looked at each other in bewilderment.

The central area of ​​the venue fell into a silent silence for a moment, because no one wanted to be the first sucker to take the plunge and challenge the top.

Except for Ririko.

"I challenge, ranked tenth, Aonosuke."

A calm voice came from Ririko, who was still standing, instantly drawing the attention of all the cameras and eyes.

……

"They both share the surname Tokugawa and both practice the Four Extremes Breathing Technique, yet the difference between them is so vast?"

Kyuuketsuin Jin touched her slightly bulging belly after being stuffed, staring at Tokugawa Haruhiko, who turned to face the camera and bowed his head deeply, muttering to himself in confusion.

"Of course."

Yuan Xinshui gave a rare, light scoff: "I met Tokugawa Haruhiko a few years ago, and back then he looked like he was destined for failure."

I just didn't expect that after so much time, he wouldn't have changed or grown at all.

After a pause, Yuan Xinshui's gaze lingered on the calm yet domineering face that occupied most of the screen.

"As for Tokugawa Ririko, she is probably the one with the highest level of swordsmanship and mental fortitude in the entire seeding tournament."

"There's one more thing, Xiao Jin—"

Yuan Xinshui said, "I'm afraid that Tokugawa Ririko is not practicing the Tokugawa family's Four Extremes Breathing Method, but rather the Corona Breathing Method, which is the same as Uesugi Tetsu's."

"Sigh...Isn't she the fifth daughter of the Tokugawa family? This doesn't make sense, does it?"

Kujou-in Jin looked completely puzzled.

"You haven't seen that old tortoise of the Tokugawa family, so you probably don't know."

Yuan Xinshui seemed to recall some unpleasant memories, so she said coldly, "If Lilizi had also practiced the Four Extremes Breathing Technique, then what happened on the arena just now would never have happened."

"That old tortoise wouldn't hand over something like the Four Extremes Breathing Technique to someone he can't control."

Sitting next to Jin Jiujie, who was turning her head around as if afraid someone might approach, Yuan Xinshui asserted.

"In other words, there is a high probability that the rumor that Tokugawa Ririko was kicked out of the Tokugawa family when she was a child is true."

She paused, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"It's truly impressive that he managed to achieve this all on his own."

It's hard to imagine how much she has sacrificed to get to where she is today.

"Phew... Sister Xinshui."

After quickly checking that all the doors and windows were locked, Jiu Jieyuan Jin clasped his hands together and stuck out his tongue at her: "Don't talk about such important people in my house in the future, or you'll be in big trouble if someone hears you."

"Big shot..."

Yuan Xinshui's expression remained unchanged. After gazing thoughtfully at Jiujieyuan Jin for a while, she nodded: "Then I'll try my best."

Kyuuketsuin Jin breathed a sigh of relief, expressed her gratitude, and then asked curiously, "Then, Shin-sui-nee, how do you compare Tokugawa Ririko's swordsmanship and mental state?"

"Maybe he's taller than her, or maybe they're about the same height... I'm not sure anyway."

Yuan Xinshui rubbed her knee with her fingers, her eyes showing some interest: "I didn't go to the scene to see it with my own eyes, how would I know what her sword heart is like?"

Half, half a catty, eight taels?!

Jin Jiujie was shocked.

Has Tokugawa Ririko's "sword heart" really reached this level?!

—The answer is of course, otherwise Tokugawa Motoyasu and Tokugawa Ryuji wouldn't be standing in the Sky Castle stadium right now.

"Ryuji, if you were defeated by Riko, what would you think?"

The old man stared at the horribly injured Tokugawa Haruhiko for a moment, then turned to the ramrod straight-backed young man beside him and asked.

"I?"

Tokugawa Ryuji answered without hesitation.

"I won't lose to my little sister."

"It's just a hypothetical scenario," Tokugawa Motoyasu said with a smile. "What if you became Haruhiko?"

Tokugawa Ryuji glanced at his sixth brother's appearance and sighed with disappointment: "Great-grandfather... losing is losing. Admitting you're not as good as others isn't a difficult thing."

"When my younger sister was still at home, my sixth brother would often mock and tease her. Now that my younger sister has experienced many things and grown up, my sixth brother is still the same as before."

Now that we've met again, being made to look like this is what they deserve.

Tokugawa Ryuji said, "Back then, my sixth brother should have foreseen this day."

After a brief silence, the old man beside me let out a long sigh.

"How magnanimous you are, Ryuji."

Tokugawa Motoyasu's aged face was etched with wrinkles, and he gave a dry laugh.

"If I had been treated like this when I was young, I definitely wouldn't have thought like you."

"Great-Grandpa, please don't say that..."

Tokugawa Ryuji quickly added, "If it were Hoshino in that position, he would probably think about the same thing, since we both practice swordsmanship."

"Yes, you practice swordsmanship."

Tokugawa Motoyasu smiled warmly at him, then leaned his frail, aged body against the dragon-headed wooden cane with a sigh of relief.

“But I am not.”

……

Aonosuke, who hadn't even warmed his seat in the TOP10, looked troubled.

He was just considering whether to move up one position and kick this soft persimmon Yan Liu, whose underwear is completely exposed, to the goalkeeper position.

Before he could even hesitate for two seconds, Tokugawa Ririko was about to challenge him.

Tsk, what a reckless fool...

They clearly said there was only one chance.

Aonosuke pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling genuinely weary.

He had watched most of Ririko's match, so he knew that the girl wielding Uesugi Tetsuya's sword was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

At least……

Aonosuke glanced at Enryū, who was still sitting on his head.

It's nothing compared to the guy above.

The idea is tricky; there's no need to match it up right now.

It's okay to admit defeat after being challenged...