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

"Eh?"

The conditions proposed by Linga made Jie Xiongmingzao stunned.

"This... Even if you don't say so, I will still do it."

"Your exercise is taking too long to show results."

Linga turned around and left without looking back, and the sound drifted into his ears as he walked.

“Put yourself in danger and challenge your weaknesses.”

“Becoming stronger is the process of making those people who think you are a fool and that you will definitely fail realize that they are the fools themselves.”

"I've done it, now it's your turn."

"The Kengan Fatal Knockout Tournament will be held in one month."

"I hope you can also teach those so-called 'professionals' a lesson and become stronger as a coach so that your 'competitive training' can continue to work."

Looking at Linga's receding back, Jie Xiongmingzao seemed to see the face of an evil ghost grinning at him. If possible... he would rather stand in front of Linga rather than behind him.

There is no difference between the strongest machine and the strongest energy, but standing on opposite sides as opponents and then... consuming each other's work like a hug can create the best result.

……

At the same time, Haruno, Hibiki and others who were far away in Tokyo also disbanded.

It was a happy night for them, as they could watch an exciting game after a sumptuous meal.

Especially Zhu Mei.

Although she doesn’t love back muscles as much as her sister Ziyin, who can resist the “ghost back” as a muscle control? !

At the moment of the peak showdown, the pleasure spreading through the body and mind reached an unprecedented peak.

The brain continues to secrete dopamine and cannot be stopped.

Eventually, the brain's safety valve was touched, and the whole person entered a forced shutdown state.

In other words... I was so blissful that I fainted on the spot.

I expect to wake up before school tomorrow morning.

In the end, the butler had to come out to see everyone off.

of course.

Not everyone is so content.

For example, Yukino and Rikka.

Coincidentally.

The Yukinoshita sisters and the Kotori sisters happen to live in the same apartment building.

As elder sisters, you don’t necessarily meet each other every day.

But as the younger sister, we go to and from school together every day.

Since it was on their way, the Uehara sisters were also there.

So the group of five people went home together.

When she arrived downstairs at the Koei Boxing Gym, Nana Uehara suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Yang No, the boxing gloves you asked me to buy for you last week have arrived. Wait for me to go up and get them for you later."

"No need. I'll go up with you and try it out to see if it works...Do Yukino-chan and Rikka-chan want to come with us?"

"It's too hot in the boxing gym. I'd better wait for you outside."

"Yes, it's cooler outside."

When Rikka spoke, her eyes stayed on Yukino's exposed fair skin, as if to imply that it would be cool to stay next to Yukino, especially that icy skin. If she could hug her, the comfort would definitely be far greater than an ice pillow.

"Then please wait for a moment~"

After saying goodbye to each other, the three of them went upstairs and their ears finally quieted down.

All you can hear is a slight noise mixed with traffic and the chirping of insects.

Yukino came to the vending machine and bought a can of coffee.

"What would you like to drink, Rikka-san?"

"Ah? Mineral water will be fine."

"…If you want to drink carbonated drinks, just say so clearly. Inconsistent actions and words will cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"Ugh, the sugar content is too high. I can't drink it."

"……All right."

There's nothing we can do about it.

In the end, I bought a bottle of mineral water and gave it to Rikka.

Yukino sat on a public bench, touching the can of hot coffee that she had not opened yet. Feeling the heat from her palm, she said softly as if she had gathered enough courage: "Rikka-san, although I really don't want to dampen the confidence of someone who is working hard, you still have to give up."

"Have you also been bewitched by the Saint Conditioner?"

Rikka had a wary expression that said, "You can't hide it from my eyes."

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"It has nothing to do with Miss Juhua. If she knew that you made yourself vomit and almost injured yourself several times in the gym, she would have taken action a long time ago."

"Well……!?"

Yukino's words left Rikka speechless.

During this period, she exercised with Xiang and others with the belief that she must never give up or fail, laying a good foundation. She also tried to learn fighting skills privately.

The result was just as Xueno said.

I used too much force and almost had an accident several times.

Thanks to the super coach Jie Xiongmingzao who was there to supervise them, they were able to escape unscathed.

However, successive setbacks were not enough to undermine Rikka's confidence.

"Don't worry, I have understood the essence of training and will not make the same low-level mistakes as a beginner."

"Even if you didn't make mistakes, you lack talent in this area. To be more precise, your motor nerves are not good enough. Whether you plan to enter the field of professional fighting or engage in other sports in the future, it will be difficult for you to reach the level of 'the strongest'. That is not something that can be achieved by hard work."

"Don't you realize that yourself?"

Liuhua couldn't help but think of the books on fighting skills she had bought privately. At first, she felt it was very easy and too simple. Those theories and ideas could not be remembered after reading them once, but there was no obstacle in understanding them. She even consulted some professionals online, and when she asked questions, the other party was often shocked by her extraordinary comprehension.

however……

When it came to basic training, her performance was even worse than those beginners who practiced fighting skills on a whim.

Rikka blamed it on her poor physical fitness.

I don't think it's caused by poor motor nerves at all.

Even though Yukino said this, Rikka refused to admit it.

Yukino had anticipated this and further revealed the cruel truth.

"I don't know what that person did or said to you to make you think that you would become the best woman in combat, but I don't think that was his intention at all."

"?!"

"Maybe he thinks you have the potential to become a 'strong man', so he has high hopes for you, but he never said anything about what kind of person he hopes you will become, right?"

"..."

Rikka fell silent, and it was not difficult to see the strong shock in her eyes.

"You are very strong, Rikka-san. I can assure you of that. However, your development direction is not to injure people with bare hands or weapons, or to do things that require strong physical fitness to support."

After saying that, Yukino paused and sighed slightly, staring at the neon lights on the street. The dazzling artificial colors seemed so fragile to her. She could turn them off at any time. Even if they were brighter than the stars in the sky, they could not escape their control.

"I'm sorry, Rikka-san, for saying so many harsh words to you."

“…I’m not unhappy.”

This time it was Yukino's turn to be surprised.

I saw Rikka hugging her legs and resting her chin on her knees, looking dejected.

"After watching my mentor's game, I vaguely realized that I might not be able to become someone like him... at least, it's unlikely that I will have his power."

"I said this not because I lack confidence, but on the contrary, because I am too confident. I am too confident in my imagination, but I can't imagine how to become as powerful as my mentor."

"The mentor said that imagination can create everything, which is absolutely true."

"But imagination doesn't just refer to pure imagination. It refers to the combination of imagination and strength. And it has to be the best."

"I have only the best imagination, but no power."

"..."

Yukino had mixed feelings.

Logically, she should be happy for the person who is getting closer to her and can be called a "friend", but she is not happy at all.

Because of Rikka’s words, she thought of herself.

The reason why I couldn't help but persuade him at this time was probably because I felt the same way.

"Yukino?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Liuhua looked at her in confusion.

Then I saw a confused profile.

"…Does my matter worry you so much?"

Rikka was shocked.

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Yukino's face.

But she couldn't lie given her personality, so she could only sigh and say, "No, I'm thinking about my own business."

"what?"

"You just said that you were moved by the game. I felt the same way. After watching their competition, I found that the life goal I had decided on had a fatal flaw, just like your congenital defect of motor nerve deficiency."

"...Can you please stop talking about motor impairment? But then again, what is Yukino's goal in life?"

"The opposite of you."

Facing the curious Rikka, Yukino ruffled her long hair and spoke in a calm tone.

"My father is an entrepreneur of a construction company and also a prefectural councillor in Chiba. Although it is not my turn to inherit the family business, I still plan to continue my father's other career and enter politics."

"What's wrong with that?"

Rikka is a chuunibyou, but it’s just a hobby after all.

Just like Hibiki’s brother, being a chuunibyou and starting a business to become a successful capitalist are not in conflict!

"On the surface, there is really nothing wrong with it, and it will even receive strong support from all sides."

"But... it's too weak."

Before coming to Tokyo, Yukino did plan to go into politics.

But Linga's hypnosis made her realize the inevitable drawbacks of collectivism.

Also have to admit.

At the "moment of death", what she longed for in her heart was not wealth and power, but real violence that could immediately kill those who persecuted her!

After waking up.

As the prototype of the person who persecuted her, the existence of Linga also reminds her all the time that power is not the strongest.

It's violence!

Abandoning principles, lowering one's status, actively integrating into the environment, and associating with darkness, paying so much price to reach the pinnacle, but still being unable to defeat a bullet and being able to transcend pure violence.

So what’s the difference whether you go into politics, business, or something else?