Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

The next moment, he put away his funny side.

The subject then changed.

"But you are right. It is not appropriate to treat a game in which others have fought so hard as a joke."

Imai Xiaoji was staring at the figure of Jukiji Ouma, as if he saw his own fate in the future.

Defeated.

Although he has not experienced it yet, just thinking about it makes him unable to accept it.

The reason I didn't think about it before was not because I was overconfident and thought I would never lose, but because I felt I didn't care about winning or losing at all.

This turned out to be a self-deception.

If we don't wake up quickly, it will bring us despair that is more terrible than defeat.

"——The winner is decided!"

The referee also made a formal decision.

"Mr. Wang Ma--! Hold on, I've already contacted an ambulance!"

Jukija Ouma participated in the war on behalf of the Nogi Group, and the president Nogi Hideki entrusted an unknown thin uncle in the company to take care of Jukija Ouma and act as his assistant.

It can be seen that the two sides get along very well. Yamashita couldn't wait to rush to Wang Ma, wanting to do something for his injuries but was afraid of making things worse, so he was in a panic for a while.

"Yamashita-sama... It's okay. I can take care of this injury. But I may need you to help me get back. It'd be better if you can bring me a bottle of water."

Wang Ma managed to stand up with the help of a man from the mountain foot. To be honest, a normal person would have died ten times over from such a serious injury, but for him, it was just a "minor injury" that could heal on its own after a period of rest, and he didn't even need to go to the hospital.

After all, the place where he originally lived wasn't that convenient.

The ability to have such a strong physique and will is closely related to the harsh living environment in his early years.

...Oh yes, and guidance from the master.

Thinking of the man who acted on his own initiative and was beaten to death, Wang Ma felt complicated. He finally tasted the taste of defeat. Even if he did not use his master's "technique of defeating others" and fought in his own way, he still lost.

From this point of view, it seems that I have no right to hate my master anymore.

But then again...is that deep-rooted feeling really 'hatred'?

Wang Ma suddenly thought of a question. If he used the technique taught by his master - 'Two Tiger Flow' seriously in this battle, would he be able to turn defeat into victory?

"Ouma, you lose."

President Nogi Hideki was naturally also present to watch the game.

As a successful businessman, he also has the sense of oppression that is unique to those in a superior position.

Yamashita was so nervous that he couldn't speak, but he still tried his best to defend Wang Ma and strive for the next opportunity.

But Nogi Hideki denied it mercilessly: "There will be no next time. Juukisama Ouma was not originally an official fighter of our company. According to the agreement, he can only officially become a fighter of the company if he can win this competition. Now that he has lost, the company will lose a lot of profits."

"Under the circumstances, I have no reason to give more opportunities to a temporary worker who has already confirmed his ceiling. After all, he is not that valuable. But you can--"

"I?!"

Yamashita was so frightened that his glasses almost fell to the ground and broke under his feet.

Wang Ma also looked at him in surprise.

at this time--

“Excellent!”

People often describe a voice as penetrating.

The sound that sounded at this moment was not only penetrating, but also sharp and heavy, like a giant axe that had been polished for ninety-nine years suddenly falling on the head. How shocking would that be to others?

Just look around you and you will know.

Everyone present looked in the direction of the voice.

A luxury stretched car was parked at the outermost edge, as if it had just arrived, with its blindingly bright high-definition headlights on.

The thin old man and two burly bodyguards in black stood with their backs to the lights, just like standing on the top of a mountain with their backs to the rising sun, looking down at the people living below.

The aura of a superior is not as aggressive as that of a fighter, but this old man - Katahara Metsudo, the president of the "Dai Nippon Bank" and the chairman of the Kengankai, is an exception.

His aura is like a volcano standing tall above the earth, making people want to stay away from it rather than get close to it and gamble on the probability of lava erupting.

“President?!”

"President Katahara?"

"Monster old man!"

"Why is this old man here?"

"A mere boxing match actually attracted him here?"

……

The crowd expressed varying expressions of shock or confusion.

Amid the noisy whispers, Katara Metsudo smiled as he watched the corporate representatives from both teams walk out of the crowd.

Nogi Group President - Nogi Hideki.

Gen Shikano, President of Kodai Co., Ltd.

The two middle-aged men in suits each have their own characteristics. They are the kind of celebrities and big entrepreneurs that ordinary people will never forget at first sight.

But in front of Katahara Metō, they all bowed slightly to show their respect.

"President, I'm really grateful that you would come here in person."

"Oh, Nogi, you found a good fighter. You should be more tolerant towards young people. They have a bright future, don't you think? Guan Lin?"

"what."

Guan Linchun wiped the blood from his nose calmly and glanced at Wang Ma.

"This is the first time I've met a young man who is a dozen years younger than me and can fight with me like this. It would be great if he could learn wrestling from me."

"I'm not interested in becoming fat."

"Oh, you're really energetic, huh? Well, Nogi, what do you say? If you beat Shikano, you can get the last vote to force the Kengan Fatal Elimination Tournament. I came here to witness your success, but now you've failed."

Katahara Metō suddenly turned his attention to Nogi Hideki.

Kengan fatal elimination match.

It also has another nickname called "Kengankai Presidential Battle", as the name suggests, the winner will become the new Kengankai President.

Katara Metsudō has been in this position for half a century, breaking the previous record of an average tenure of more than ten years. His authority has long been deeply rooted in his body and mind. In the eyes of many people, this position was tailor-made for him.

He is the president of the Quanyuan Association, and the president of the Quanyuan Association is him.

Well-deserved orthodoxy.

But now, someone is trying to drive him down. What's the difference between this and rebelling? !

Everyone present also understood why Katara Metō came here. It turned out that the "bet" of this game was the ticket rights.

To hold a knockout tournament, at least fifty members must vote in favor.

It is obvious that Nogi Hideki has been planning this for more than a day or two. He lured others to agree to the competition with huge profits, and accumulated forty-nine votes through this method.

But this last vote was unfortunately lost due to the defeat of Jukijishu Ouma.

"but……"

Before Nogi Hideki could answer, Katahara Metō suddenly winked and jokingly said, "I can't make this trip in vain. If you agree to one small condition of mine, I will take the missing vote..."

"How about I fill it in for you?" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden high-pitched female voice.

"No need for your kindness, old man. I'm voting for Yanmei Heavy Industries!"

Reverse, reverse, and reverse again.

Tonight's game was full of twists and turns.

This is true both on and off the field.

Those who are slower to react may not even realize what is happening.

Patapapap~

One can completely feel the owner's impatient yet excited mood from the sound of the footsteps.

The crowd parted again.

Make way for Togo Dengmali to have a wide path.

She has no 'spotlight', but instead strides out from the shadows, cool and unrestrained, wild yet wise.

She has an extraordinary personal charm and an aura of a superior that is not inferior to Nogi and Shikano. In a sense, other people are more afraid of her than they are of Nogi and Shikano.

"Dongxiang, I didn't expect you... to come......"

Katara Metō's enthusiastic greeting became increasingly faint, like a marble bouncing on the ground, the sound becoming smaller and smaller, and soon it could no longer bounce.

There is a simple way to ensure that the marble cannot be picked up again.

That's a stare.

Staring at the disobedient child made him realize that he would be beaten if he continued to make trouble, and frightened him so much that he stood still and dared not move.

There is another, less practical method.

That's a diversion.

When helicopter gunships fly overhead, the children's attention is completely taken away and they forget the game they are playing amid the "Wow!" sounds.

But what if it was a leg?

Just imagine it.

Shrouded in shadow, he looked up and saw a cylindrical object that looked like a large building. But as he looked up, he saw a familiar hip, waist, back and... head.

The moment the giant's entire body came into view, the brain stopped working due to the cognitive shock, and even small physical reactions such as blinking and trembling would be forgotten, let alone "wow".

Because from the body's perspective, it did not receive any signal at all, so naturally there is no need to make any additional response.

Sleep.

Correct.

Standing there with eyes open as if sleeping.

Treat everything you see as a 'dream'.

It's weird, right? However, everyone at the scene looked weird, and it would be weird if they didn't look weird.

The culprit behind these changes was not Togo Tomari.

But it’s not entirely true to say that it has nothing to do with her.

Because everyone was looking at the darkness behind her.

There was a shadow that had a texture as abrupt and heavy as steel, and had the outline of a human figure. This 'shadow' was sitting on the front of an off-road vehicle, and its size dwarfed the two-meter-tall off-road vehicle.

Due to the existence of 'Shadow', Shadow has been sublimated from Shadow to 'Darkness'.

It is enough to devour people's hearts and take away all thoughts.

As dark as a black hole.

And everyone present knew the scientific name of this darkness.

It’s called – Primitive Man Linga!

(Note: This book is not gay_(:з」∠)_)

Primitives join the game: 11. Dragon-shaped bone search

Gratitude will fade with time, but hatred will never be forgotten and will even become more intense as time accumulates.

This fully demonstrates the human nature of loving "struggle".

And Linga...is the embodiment of the concept of "struggle"!