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

Although it was predicted, Xia Yan did not expect that of the four fighter skills obtained by the Death Tower, the most useful one to him was the "bone-breaking" kicking skill of the Sanda profession.

Although the quality of this skill itself is not bad, what really brings him a transformation is the professional essence of Sanda contained in this skill.

If we say that Xia Yan's previous fighting style was to use his physical body to perform martial arts, and then use his mental energy to cover his body surface for attack and defense, then his physical strength was 1 + mental energy 1 = actual power 2.

Then the Sanda profession on the Arad continent is purely based on using the mental energy to greatly enhance the power and speed of the flesh/body, and finally supplemented by the external burst of mental energy at the moment of attack, thereby creating a power effect of 1+1>4!

Therefore, at this moment, if someone could observe the traces of mental energy, then he would be able to see that Xia Yan's mental energy, which should have been wrapped around his body like armor, was now gathered in his flesh.

The speed of the body that was directly strengthened by mental energy was as if there was a rocket booster installed behind him. Xia Yan stepped out at almost twice his original speed and in the blink of an eye.

"Crack!"

The fierce tiger warrior Wakatsuki had no time to react at all. Xia Yan's forward punch instantly penetrated the protection of his arms and hit his chest. At the moment of attacking the enemy, the mental energy in Xia Yan's body that originally strengthened his body suddenly erupted like a volcano!

The originally distinct forces of body and mind converged and exploded at this moment!

This is: Sanda level 20 professional skill - Bengquan!

Moreover, this was not a skill gained by adding points, but a skill that Xia Yan had naturally acquired while pondering the professional essence of Sanda!

Along with the clear sound of broken ribs, the extremely heavy body of the Wakatsuki warrior also flew backwards.

"Huh~, as an after-meal exercise, it's pretty good."

At this time, in the distance, another representative fighter, "Strangler King" Imai Xiaoyu, who had short golden hair that reached his neck and was relatively handsome, had just dealt with the assassin who wanted to take his place in the competition.

But when he saw the assassin lying on the ground in front of him, he didn't have time to check on the situation of his good friend Wakatsuki Bushi on the other side.

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying gust of wind blew past Imai Xiaoyu, who was holding the back of his neck, and even his short golden hair was blown up.

"Eh?"

Imai Xiaozhou came back to his senses from the loud noise coming from beside him, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because when he looked back, he saw the figure flying past him, smashing a several-meter-long crater on the steel wall of the cruise ship. The figure was hanging his head, with a continuous stream of blood flowing from his mouth, and a clearly visible fist mark on his ribs. It was someone he was familiar with.

"Mr. Wakatsuki?!"

Imai Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward, an expression of unstoppable worry on his face, "What happened! Was this done by the assassin just now? Can you still hear me?!"

"Snapped!"

Amidst Imai's slightly panicked voice, Wakatsuki Samurai suddenly raised a broad palm and pressed it on his shoulder.

However, Wakatsuki's gaze was not focused on his friend at this moment. Instead, he stared at the darkness of the cabin in the distance with wide eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Just...wait a minute!"

Chapter 142: People who practice martial arts are like this~

"Are you looking down on me?!"

After knocking the Wakatsuki samurai away with a punch, Xia Yan, who was originally planning to turn around and leave, couldn't help but frowned when he heard the angry roar of the tiger coming from the front.

Then he and Zou Liuyuan Zhumei, whose bright eyes showed uncontrollable surprise, raised her bare hands to cover her mouth tightly, as if she didn't want to disturb them at all, took a few steps towards the direction where the tiger flew out.

Imai Xiaozhou looked at the two relatively thin figures walking out from that side, and Mr. Wakatsuki who was holding his shoulders and trying his best to stand up. How could he not understand what had just happened?

In that short period of time, the Wakatsuki warrior was knocked away...it was even possible that he was defeated?

Was he defeated by this young man who was about the same age as him and had no visible injuries on his body?

How can this be? !

"After that punch just now, the winner between us should be obvious."

Just when Imai was feeling incredibly surprised, Xia Yan was the first to speak and broke the hope in his heart.

"To be honest, I don't actually have any intention of participating in a formal boxing match. It's only because of my personal reasons that I came here to fight you at this special time."

Xia Yan then spread his hands out to the left and right, saying with sincerity, "So let's stop here. Since the winner has been decided and my goal has been achieved, there's no need to continue fighting and cause you more injuries, which would affect your condition for the upcoming death match..."

"So that's why you look down on me!"

Hearing this, even Imai Xiaoyuco, who was not involved in the incident, couldn't help but frown, even though he didn't fully understand the cause and effect.

"It's not about qualification, or even winning or losing. The point is that in our fight, you clearly had the ability to defeat me, but you didn't even want to take the victory that would have been my defeat. You even went so far as to say you didn't want to affect my next match!"

The Wakatsuki warrior roared uncontrollably, "You're not showing mercy at all, you're just showing contempt for me!"

"Not giving your all and showing mercy for the sake of your opponent is the greatest insult to us!"

"..."

"Ah~"

Hearing this, Xia Yan paused, then sighed. Suddenly, he could hear a gradually louder heartbeat. "So, you guys who practice martial arts, why are you all so stupid~"

Can't you just accept your opponent's kindness?

——Although I am the same.

……

……

"Tick tock~"

Xia Yan's fists were dripping with blood. After waiting for a while, he shook his head, turned around and said to Imai Xiaoyu who was passing by, "Mr. Menghu, I leave it to you."

"..."

Imai stared silently at Mr. Wakatsuki, who was sitting against the wall, covered in blood. The huge craters above him looked like they had been struck by a mortar. After a long moment, he finally uttered a dry, labored sound: "Hmm."

From the moment he watched the two fighting, he seemed to see how vast the world was.

"Forget it, let's quickly get someone to treat Mr. Wakatsuki."

Coming back to his senses, Imai finally remembered to rescue the tiger.

When he watched the game earlier, he also felt Mr. Wakatsuki's tenacity... and Xia Yan's helplessness.

Faced with the Wakatsuki warrior who stood up again and again, Xia Yan could only break one of his arms and several of his ribs before he found the right opportunity and used the right strength to knock out this stubborn tiger.

Despite this injury, he can still fight hard in the upcoming Kenwon Fatal Tournament, but his chances of winning have plummeted from the original championship seed to close to zero.

But I think Samurai Wakatsuki would not have any regrets about this.

"You...are you so powerful?"

On the other side, the eldest lady of Zouliuyuan, who followed Xia Yan step by step, was also looking at Xia Yan's arm in surprise - Xia Yan had just used some real strength and rolled up his sleeves.

After activating the physical condition skill, the bulging muscle lines on his arms seemed to have caught the young lady's eye.

And Zou Ryuin Zhumei's unexpected surprise at him is understandable.

After all, in her eyes, Xia Yan’s only record was defeating Garuda - although Garuda must have practiced before, but a grown man defeated a little girl, what was there to say?

But this time, Xia Yan easily defeated a fighter in the death match. With this level, he must be at the top level in the Japanese fighting world, right?

——It seems that Miss Souruin, who doesn't pay much attention to the Kengankai, still fails to correctly recognize the value of Menghu, who has an impressive record of 306 wins and 2 losses, and is also the fighter with the longest active time and the most victories in history.

"That's hard to say."

Xia Yan did not become flattered by Zouluyuan Zhumei's flattery. Instead, he rationally slapped away the slender hand of the muscle-controlling young lady who took the opportunity to touch his arm.

After all, there is really nothing to be proud of. Think about Sister Quan, think about Wo Jin, think about the Phantom Troupe, and then think about the time when he lost the most miserably - a mere demon-level monster from the One Punch World almost killed him instantly.

What’s more, there are dragon-level monsters and even top-level existences in the super-magic world like the Arad continent.

He is still far from being able to be proud of it.

"Wow~"

Before Zoulyuin Zhumei could ask Xia Yan what this meant, the two of them just left the cramped cabin and came to an observation deck on the ship with a wide view.

After Xia Yan took a breath of the fresh, salty air, he saw a familiar young girl standing in the distance under a sky full of stars, next to a thin old man in a solemn kimono, waving happily at them.

"Garuda?"

Just as Zou Liuyuan subconsciously said the girl's name, Wu Jialuolu had already abandoned her family members and ran over excitedly. He held Miss Zou Liuyuan's hands and shook them up and down excitedly. "Zou Liuyuan, so you are on this ship too?"

"Oh, Senior Xia Yan, have you finished challenging the fighting masters? What was the result?"

As he spoke, Garuda did not forget to ask Xia Yan, who was standing next to him with slightly shabby clothes, curiously.

Speaking of this topic, Zou Liuyuan also became interested. The two girls happily grabbed each other's wrists and whispered to each other.

Xia Yan watched this scene quietly, and then an idea came to his mind.

Huh? Shark vibe?

Chapter 143 Wu Huiliyang, who is obsessed with her granddaughter

In the distance, Garuda's grandfather, Wu Huiliyang, who was wearing a solemn brown and yellow kimono, with his gray hair combed straight back, looked quite serious and majestic. At this time, he narrowed his evil black eyes that were unique to the Wu clan.

He watched his great-granddaughter chatting affectionately with another girl. The old man's face, wrinkled and thin, revealed a kind and benevolent expression that was completely inconsistent with an assassination family...

It would have been better if his hands weren't shaking so uncontrollably.

"Garuda... That girl must be Garuda's schoolmate. That's great~, Garuda has made female friends of the same age at school. So - she must just be going out to meet up with some friends, right?!"

"No, although the two girls are indeed having a happy conversation right now."

Behind him, Wu Horisi, a burly figure with no eyebrows and a rather ferocious appearance, glanced over there and ruthlessly shattered his family leader's fantasy. "But no matter how I looked at it at first, Garuda's happy expression was directed at that boy—this must be the true form of the 'someone I like' that little Garuda mentioned."

"..."

Hearing this, Wu Huiliyang remained silent for a moment, seemingly unable to refute the rebuttal. Then, she suddenly erupted in anger: "That damn bastard! Jialuo is still in high school, only 17 years old, and that scumbag actually dared to attack her!!"

"No, no, no, judging from the boy's appearance, he doesn't seem much older. He should be around the same age as Garuda. He looks like he's still studying."

Wu Horisi, with a ferocious look on his face, folded his arms and snarled at his clan leader like a qualified scoundrel. "So, the fact that the two of them are now together seems to make sense, at least ethically speaking?"

"Can I kill him?! Grandpa, can I chop this kid into small pieces and feed them to the fish?!"

Unfortunately, the string of "reason" in Wu Huiliyang's mind seemed to have completely broken. She didn't hear Wu Horisi's complaints at all. In order to prevent Garuda from hearing her, she roared quietly to herself:

"Of course we can! After all, we're a professional assassination group. Even if we assassinate our granddaughter's boyfriend and dump him in Tokyo Bay, no one will notice, right?!"

"No, our family didn't do assassinations for this reason, and he doesn't even seem to be Garuda's boyfriend... Well, Grandpa didn't seem to be listening at all."

"Hahaha~, one by one, the little brats are starting to get horny, and grandpa is still a granddaughter-obsessed man who's still thinking about how to deal with his granddaughter's boyfriend. This is really funny! Hahaha~, I'm laughing so hard that my stomach hurts... huh?"

Just when Wu Lianyi, another representative of the Mesozoic era of the Wu clan, who was standing behind Wu Huiliyang like two door gods, couldn't help but join in the complaints.

Wu Lei'an, who was considered an alien and a monster in the Wu clan, laughed arrogantly. But soon he noticed that someone among the group of little ghosts on the other side was looking over here, and there was also a little ghost walking towards him in a swagger.

"Tsk!"

Wu Lei'an crossed his arms, turned his head away unhappily, and met Xia Yan's gaze as he approached. "Hey, kid, what are you looking at? If you have something to say, just say it. But if you dare say anything nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Not only Wu Lei'an, but also the patriarch Wu Huiliyang, who was just going berserk over his granddaughter, calmed down a little. The four members of the Wu clan present all looked at Xia Yan, wanting to see what this kid was going to say.

"Yamashita Company's representative fighter, Wu Lei'an."

Xia Yan didn't pay any attention to Wu Lei'an's arrogant attitude. He just clasped his hands together and said politely as usual: "Please give me some advice."

"...Hahahaha! Did you hear that, old man? Someone actually comes to challenge me!"

When Wu Lei'an heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he pointed in Xia Yan's direction as if he had heard a very funny joke, turned his head to look at Wu Huiliyang next to him and laughed.

Even Wu Jialuo, who was walking back from behind with his arm around Miss Zouruin's arm, couldn't help but yell out with a nervous and puzzled expression on his fair face when he heard this: "Senior?!"

Xia Yan waved to Garuda behind him, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.

"Little brat, you don't think I'll show mercy just because you've become the lover of that brat from my clan, do you?!"

Wu Lei'an recovered from the constant stream of jokes, and his eyes gradually took on a hint of brutality. He glanced at the trace of blood still remaining on Xia Yan's fist and sneered contemptuously, "Or do you really think that just because you killed one or two random soldiers somewhere, you are on the same level and can be my opponent?"

"But never mind. It doesn't matter what you think."

As he spoke, Wu Lei'an suddenly raised his left hand to the side of his face. As he slowly clenched his fist, a series of "crackling" sounds of bones cracked resounded. His expression suddenly turned into a ferocious and evil smile. "After all, what I love most is to trample on people like you who think they are strong..."

"boom!"