In the anime, their emotions can be combined into strange props

Thinking of this, Xia Yan reacted a little slowly and suddenly turned his head to look, and immediately saw a beautiful smile that was almost touching his face.

At this time, Wu Jialuo bent her slender and powerful waist, and moved her beautiful face with a hint of evil from behind to the side of Xia Yan's face who was sitting on the bench to rest.

If she had stretched out her arms and put them around Xia Yan's neck, their posture would have looked like an intimate couple... or a prey caught in the spider woman's web.

Even without the neck-hugging action, their current posture looked too intimate, causing Zouruin Zhumei beside them to call out in confusion:

"Garuda-san?"

"You must be Senior Xia Yan, I've heard mom talk about you."

Wu Jialuo ignored this rare new friend from the same school. After looking at Xia Yan for a few seconds, she narrowed her black eyes with white pupils. She looked very normal and happily extended a hand to Xia Yan, saying hello:

"Hello, I'm Wu Jialuo Luo. Senior Xia Yan, could you please teach me some martial arts? My mom told me you seem pretty good~"

"Oh, by the way, my mother is a teacher at the Royal Sakura Academy. She met you once."

"I can tell."

Xia Yan looked at the enthusiastic and cheerful girl in front of him. After her narrowed eyes lingered for a moment, he nodded thoughtfully, "Guidance is no problem, but can I ask you for a favor?"

"Of course, this isn't a deal. If you don't want to, I won't force you and I'll still guide you."

"Okay!"

"Uh, is it really okay for you to agree to it so easily?!" This time, Xia Yan couldn't do it.

"No problem, I've heard them mention you..."

Xia Yan chatted casually with Wu Jialuo, whom he had just met, and then got up and left, planning to go to another place.

Behind them, there were a few familiar figures who were a little curious about this.

In the Silver Gym, a simple arena in the fighters' training ground.

Wu Jialuo was wearing sports shorts and a vest at this time. He would sometimes lean back, sometimes bend forward, and stand up with his white fingertips touching the ground.

Neither side wore any protective gear or gloves.

After all, they weren't fighting boxing, and...

"Whoosh!"

"Papa~"

His current weak state probably hasn't lasted half of the total time, which means his current state is probably only half of his prime, no, it should be about one third.

But this was enough, enough for Xia Yan to be distracted at this time, while raising his hands normally, and easily catch Wu Garuda's several sharp and fast consecutive punches with his palms, as well as the kicks swept out with his bandaged thighs.

Wu Jialuo is only 154cm tall and weighs only 45kg. Even among the average height of Japanese female high school students, she is considered petite.

Compared with Xia Yan, she looked small in both body shape and fist. As long as he opened his palm, he could hold her small fist in his hand.

Although Kengan's worldview is also very unscientific, it still talks about some realistic fighting and the gap between heavyweights.

Although her petite stature gives Garuda agility and a faster continuous attack speed, it also makes the power of her fists seem (relatively) very light.

of course……

She quickly began to move away from science.

"Sure enough, just like mom said, you are really strong~!"

Suddenly, Wu Garuda, who was about to kick out a whip kick and just missed Xia Yan's waist, murmured excitedly.

The blood vessels on her exposed hands and feet suddenly began to bulge, and in the blink of an eye, her fair skin turned dark purple, and her posture became like that of a demon.

Even her face showed the same symptoms, but such a hideous posture not only did not make her ugly, but instead made the evil and seductive temptation on her body even more eye-catching.

The Wu clan's secret technique: liberation.

A technique that forcibly removes the maximum output that the human body normally limits in order to prevent itself from collapsing.

This is one of Xia Yan's goals, not too big or too small, and it is also one of the reasons why he agreed to compete with Wu Jialuo.

Liberation Lion Bite!

After the transformation, Wu Garuda's speed suddenly increased to a higher level. The moment his figure passed by, he crossed his hands and touched Xia Yan's neck.

Seeing this... Xia Yan tilted his head back slightly and easily dodged Garuda's hands. He also grabbed her slender wrist and used his skill to make her body hang upside down. After a front flip, Xia Yan slowed down the force and threw her behind him.

After being liberated, Garuda had enough reaction speed to adjust his body in the air and landed smoothly and agilely.

Now, even the outsiders outside the ring can clearly feel the absolute gap in strength between the two.

But when Garuda saw this, she showed an even more excited smile. After her body landed on the ground, she also lowered herself to the ground on all fours, showing the posture of a female leopard.

Xia Yan glanced at her extremely seductive posture and thought to himself: It seems that she will not stop until the liberation state is over.

Chapter 138 Zou Ryuin Shion draws a good card

Except when she was clamoring to give birth to a monkey, Wu Jialuo was actually just an ordinary high school girl.

The club I joined at school was just an ordinary wind band. Like an ordinary girl, I liked beautiful clothes and hoped to have some ordinary friends...

Xia Yan glanced from afar at Garuda, who was in the crowd, chatting and laughing with girls like Sakura Hibiki. He came here to find me because of his mother's instructions, and naturally became friends with Sakura Hibiki and others who were in the same school and were also his mother's students.

I don’t know if this can be attributed to the butterfly effect he caused, but now Garuda’s little wish has been fulfilled ahead of schedule.

She would be a good friend.

Xia Yan nodded secretly. Thinking of this, he said goodbye to Zouluyuan Zhumei, who had finished her fitness exercise early this time, and turned and left.

"Garuda, you're truly beyond imagination with your agile and exaggerated punches and kicks just now. Do you have any special fighting skills that you've been trained in at home?"

"Oh, by the way, what are your plans next? Do you want to come to my boxing gym?"

"No, no, I'm absolutely no match for Senior Xia Yan. After all, he didn't seem to be serious the whole time, um..."

The time for liberation arrived, and Wu Jialuo and Xia Yan ended their competition in a very ordinary way. She also politely thanked him. Then, with a tired look on her face, she mingled with the crowd of girls, shaking her hands in front of her embarrassedly.

A puzzled look immediately crossed her face. "And he seems a little off, too. He seems... a little weak? He's in that state, and I'm still beaten like this. It's really embarrassing, haha~"

"What are you talking about? That's not true. It's better to say that both of you are as strong as monsters."

Uehara Ayaka complained and comforted Garuda, while Sakura Hibiki showed a determined look and continued, "That's right, if your words are considered embarrassing, then if a meatball like me really fights him, I'm afraid I can only use flesh bombs to hit that guy~"

"Thank you for your comfort. As for my next plans..."

At this point, Garuda suddenly raised his hands to support his slightly red cheeks, and said a little embarrassedly: "If I go to ask Senior Xia Yan if he is willing to have a child with me, do you think he will agree?"

“Yes, yes…” ×3

"..."

Sakura Hibiki: “Huh?”

Uehara Ayaka: “Huh?!”

Tachibana Satomi: "No! How did the topic suddenly become like this! Is this some kind of manga that sacrifices plot logic for the sake of being edgy and suddenly changes direction?!"

Teacher Tachibana can be said to have revealed the thoughts of the three people. Although under the psychological shock, she also unknowingly revealed a little bit of her nature as a otaku cosplayer.

It turned out that they were still continuing the above topic and comforting Wu Jialuo, but who knew that she would suddenly blurt out such explosive words.

"That's because the mission of my family's main branch is to give birth to strong descendants..."

Just as Wu Garuda put her hands on her hips and explained the "rules" of her Wu clan to everyone.

Xia Yan, who was unaware that Garuda had begun to covet his body and still thought she was a good friend, also followed Zou Liuyuan Zhumei to her house.

No, it shouldn’t be called “home”, this is completely a Western-style villa.

The outer wall alone stretches as far as the eye can see. When you walk in through the gate, the first thing that catches your eye is a green garden and a towering fountain in the garden.

Behind it is the main body of the villa with exquisite and stylish heraldic carvings.

"As expected of a rich man."

Having said that, Xia Yan actually understood a little bit of the painstaking efforts of the young lady who was leading the way in front of him.

If Zou Liuyuan took Xia Yan to her sister's company, or to Huangying Academy - this school is also her sister's property, then Xia Yan's request would completely become a business commission.

If he didn't have some substantial bargaining chips in his hand, then this matter would definitely fail.

But if she was brought home, then the nature of the matter would change to: Zouluyuan Zhumei, the younger sister, was just asking for help from a friend, and it would be considered an ordinary family matter. Then Xia Yan's request would be a bit more negotiable, so...

"Huh? I don't know how you managed to trick my sister, but what nonsense are you talking about? Do you think this is a three-year-old playing a game?!"

The chairman of the board of directors of the Imperial Sakura Girls' Academy, Souruin Shion, was wearing a black women's suit and a hip skirt, with the white lining and the collar slightly open. In her hand, she held a long and narrow women's cigarette, giving off the stereotype of a typical strong woman.

At this moment, she was sitting on a seat in the main hall of her house, with her thighs crossed, and her charming peach blossom eyes were staring at Xia Yan in front of her.

After Zouluyuan Zhumei explained Xia Yan's situation and request to her, she remained like this. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm too lazy to ask where you learned about this possible death match schedule."

"But for my sister's sake, unless you can prove that you are qualified to participate in the Kengan Fatal Tournament, don't even think about me taking you on that cruise ship!"

"Sister~"

Zou Ryuin Shion didn't care about her sister's slightly dissatisfied voice, and Xia Yan didn't care about her seemingly bad attitude either.

After all, his behavior at this moment was almost equivalent to that of a 16.7 or -year-old boy, clamoring to compete for the championship of a world-class boxing match - it was very considerate of Souruin's sister not to say that he was daydreaming.

Moreover, Xia Yan could still tell that she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Wasn't it obvious that she wanted to stop him from going to the death match - although this was a good intention without knowing him, it was still a good intention, wasn't it?

So Xia Yan looked at the handsome man with long black hair who was standing against the wall behind her, and immediately he frowned.

Kiryu Setsuna is the representative fighter of the Imperial Sakura Academy and also one of the Reincarnations under his command.

Although this dead Nantong was in better condition than he had imagined, and even after exchanging for that special item, he still showed no signs of degradation, but...

"laugh!"

"Sister Zou Ryuin, it's normal for you to want to test my strength, but what I want to say is..."

A silver-white box suddenly appeared in Xia Yan's hand, and his gaze met with Kiryu Setsuna, whose expression gradually became serious. "Although I don't have any moral quirks, if we fight here, your fighter will die here."

"Ms. Ziyin."

Before Zou Ryuin Shion could react to Xia Yan's calm words, Kiryu Setsuna glanced at the box in Xia Yan's hand, and without being affected by any other emotions, he just calmly reminded his employer:

"Although I don't know if I will die here, the situation will definitely be a little bad if we fight."

——He recognized that box. After all, he had used it with his god (Juuki Snake Ouma) in that special place not long ago.

This is a "one of a kind"!

Xia Yan looked at Kiryu Setsuna meaningfully again, then shifted his gaze downwards to look at Souruin Shion sitting in the seat in front of him and said seriously:

"You drew a good card, Souruin-sister."

Chapter 139: Prelude to the Fist of Despair

That night, an email came from Wu Jialuo.

Xia Yan has completed all the preliminary preparations for the Kenwon Fatal Match.

He had already secured a spot in the fatal tournament with the help of Souruin's sister, the representative of the Imperial Sakura Academy.

The email sent by Garuda was nothing but a list of more than 20 companies that had been confirmed to have obtained official places in the Death Tournament, as well as a list of some of their fighters.

This was what Xia Yan had wanted to ask Garuda to do before, and Garuda not only agreed to do it, he was even very considerate and sent all the information about these fighters' past battle records and their fighting skills to Xia Yan.

It can be seen that Garuda is really attentive to his commission. He should find some time to thank her.

Xia Yan thought so in his heart, and at the same time, he used his mobile phone to copy the list and sent it to Hikigaya.

In fact, Hikigaya had also asked his master for information about the major fighters who would become his opponents, but he didn't know how to put it.

Kuroki Gensai and his old friend Yingfeng, who runs the Motorhead Enterprise, are both relatively pure people.

Kuroki also cares about his opponent, but he only cares about his opponent's strength. As for who his opponent is, he doesn't really care.

Yingfeng only joined the "game" of the death match because his old friend wanted to participate. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't even look at the throne of the president of the Kengan Association, the so-called pinnacle of power in Japan.