Kuroki Gensai's game was not spectacular.

If there is no professional vision for the solidity and strength of the crushing level, even if there is a commentary on the source of sheath, the impact on ordinary audiences is not even as good as the shock of the previous game, Yu Lei Zero's flash-like instantaneous kill.

"Now, the players are in!" Katagen's sheath-incense dress fluttered like petals: "An elderly martial artist who hasn't tasted defeat for decades!" The oldest contestant in this event! The merciless [Martial God] that ruthlessly crushed countless challengers!

Height 188! 90KG in weight! White Night News under the banner - Takemoto Jiuan! ”

In the exciting stage special effects that make people's blood rush, the sturdy old man with his hands in the big sleeves of the kimono walks out without hurrying.

"Oh, oh, it's so hilarious."

The old man had a kind smile on his face, and he didn't look like he was coming to fight at all. While marveling, he also waved to the apprentices in the stands.

And the other side.

"A man who rushed into the fist like a comet! Beautiful and mysterious! HEIGHT 180, WEIGHT 75KG!

Imperial Sakura Academy's Banner - [Beautiful Beast] Kiryu Instant! ”

Kiryu, who has long hair and waist-length and is wearing only a pair of trousers, walks out of the corridor like a beautiful woman.

In the audience, Yanzi's brows furrowed slightly.

"Kagami, don't you need to remind Uncle Takemoto? Kiryu's technique that can hit a spiral in an instant is too damaging to the muscles, so it only takes one hit......"

"Not at all, Tsuiko" Bai Tangjing clasped his arms with an interesting smile on his face. "You still don't know enough about the master's personality."

"Although as long as there is a fight, then Wu Benliu's actual combat boxing will be inserted, kicked, insulted, and intimidated...... Do whatever it takes. But......

It was after the start of the battle, the two sides started fighting, and they had already tacitly decided to divide the superior!

And if in a regular game, you want to stuff the master with some winning 'chips' before the game.

- I'm afraid I'm going to be pierced by him! ”

"Believe me," the boy smiled at him as if he remembered some funny picture, "that kind of picture, even if you are in a bloodthirsty state, you won't want to watch it a second time." ”

"Game on!"

At the moment when the two were talking, all the irrelevant people on the field had been evacuated.

Only the atmosphere of the two sides is like that of grandchildren, one old and one young.

"Young man, don't be nervous," Takemoto said kindly, "you can attack first." ”

And Kiryu, who is as polite as a noble son, can't see the madness when he fought with Bai Tangjing at this moment.

The handsome face chuckled, and even the little secretary of the Imperial Sakura Academy couldn't help but squirt out a nosebleed.

He bowed slightly, "I'm very sorry, but for the sake of meeting Wang Majun......"

"Uhh

Before the words landed, a puff of flying sand flew up like smoke under the feet of the slightly bowed figure, and then disappeared from the old man's field of vision in an instant!

[Fox Shadow Flow: Instant]!

The moment Kiryu, who cut into the blind spot with the pace of the ancient stream martial arts, appeared on the side of the old man within an arm's length as if he were teleporting.

"Please leave." Long hair flying, accompanied by polite words, and the palm that was thrown towards the old man's head!

[Fox Shadow Flow: Rakshasa Palm]!

"Smack-bang!"

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, there was the sound of two flesh clashes between the two intertwined figures.

Then they abruptly separated.

"Oh, this is really ......" Takemoto Kuyasu looked at the whirlpool of flesh and blood on his forearm with curiosity, "Amazing technology! ”

The violent deformation of the flesh even ripped open the superficial skin, and the blood mixed with the flesh scraps slid down on the sand.

Not far away, Kiryu was not far away, except for a footprint on his side waist, there was no damage.

He said with a polite smile.

"You're old, your reflex can't keep up with me, and your left hand can't move at all, right?

There's no chance of winning at all, so why don't you quit the game?

I can drag the stump and survive like an old dog. ”

"No way, no way!" The old man didn't seem to hear the vicious words, and swinged his injured arm around nonchalantly like a strip of cloth: "It's fun, isn't it just the beginning!" ”

Blood is spilling.

In the old man's distorted smile, murderous aura emanated from between Sen Ran's teeth like a knife.

And Kiryu instantly seemed to take off his disguise, and put away the noble son's style. "Then ...... As you wish. ”

The twisted and fanatical face that had been in the fight with Bai Tangjing reappeared.

"Send you back to the West!"

"Uhh

Another puff of smoky flying sand appeared from Kiryu's feet.

It appeared like a teleportation within the arm of Takemoto Jiuan!

Kiryu's twisting power starts at the ankle.

Knees, hips, shoulders...... All the way to the palm of your hand!

Layers of spiral power are stored in the palm of your hand.

The long-haired young man slapped his head with a palm from the blind corner of the old man's side, and even a hint of boredom flashed in his eyes.

"I really wish I met Wang Ma sooner...... Yes! My king horse! ”

And just when Kiryu's thoughts were about to fly to someone who was haunted by his dreams.

"Bang!"

The erected old arm smashed with a fierce fist and hit Kiryu's face door in an instant!

"What?!"

Kiryu, whose nostrils were spurting blood, didn't even have time to recover from his surprise in an instant.

The Rakshasa Palm, which was destroyed by the punch, lost its most threatening spiral attack power.

After decades of experience in martial arts, the old man struck the door with the back of his fist, and the arm that attacked did not return to defense, but instead grabbed the opponent's palm that had lost its threat and had reached in front of him.

"Quack!"

"Woo-!"

The sound of the dislocation of the bones of the palms was heard throughout the audience by the stage equipment.

And Kiryu, who was hit by a facial attack for a while, also let out a muffled snort at the same time.

However, the ruthlessness of the underground world still allowed him to make a Rakshasa palm with his still free other hand in a very short time, and with a wave of his hand, he scared away Takemoto Jiu'an, who had not yet figured out the details of boxing skills.

The long-haired young man, who was finally able to breathe away from the enemy, looked at the old man standing not far away, covered his nose and asked a horrified question.

"That's ...... What eyes? ”

"What!" The source of the film on the commentary stage, Sheaxiang, excitedly turned the screen perspective to the old man's face.

On top of the excited and distorted smile, in the eyes that were already slightly cloudy, the two eyeballs were moving in their sockets in a very irregular way!

"Wow!"

The eerie, even oozing eyes set off a commotion in the arena almost instantly.

"It's like an insect or a chameleon!" Katagen Sheayaka's plump and attractive wheat-colored body was almost lying on the commentary platform, "The eyes of Takemoto Kuyasu are turning like flies!" Is this really something that humans can do?! ”

"That's right! That's what humans can do! Jerry, who had just come down from the arena and climbed onto the commentary platform with a simple bandage around his neck, was so excited that he almost poked his body out.

He used his rich knowledge of martial arts to answer the questions for the audience.

"That's the technique called [Chaotic Eye]!"

in the auditorium.

Bai Tangjing helped his glasses and said with a smile to the dignified sitting beside him.

"Looks like the master is getting excited."

"Thinking about it this way, it seems that it has been a long time since I have seen Uncle Takemoto so happy."