It was hard to get rid of Dr. Yingchu's almost fanatical curiosity.

Bai Tangjing returned to the viewing seat.

"Welcome back, Mirror."

Tsuneko greeted him with a smile.

The three people next to him smacked their tongues.

"Hey, hey, hey! You guy," Ryo Himuro waved his plaster arm, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. "After eating such a heavy blow, did you not even go to the medical room?"

Bai Tangjing, who had put his glasses back on, smiled evilly and raised his still nimble right hand.

"Huh? With an injury of this magnitude, it's easy to get on the way to the medical room, right? ”

"Yes, yes!" Okubo, who was next to Ryo Himoguro, also echoed, "If you have an arm injury, you won't have to put a plaster cast, right?" ”

“......”

The "Ice Arm" ice chamber is cold - silent.

~~~~~~

Gold Entertainment's Yu Lei Zero is in a fight with Burmese fighter Sapain.

Yu Lei Zero's speed was like thunder, almost beyond common sense, which attracted the attention of Bai Tangjing.

But soon, when the results of the analysis of the brain were released on the retina, this interest disappeared.

"Tibia modified by specialized training, huh...... Is it really an exaggeration, and it is already almost a recurve structure? ”

"If you are in this state of brainwaves, it seems that you need to be assisted in special spiritual cultivation?"

When the two most special characteristics of the brain were found, the teenager's desire for this god-speed technology disappeared.

Because Bai Tangjing has always been very sober, the promising dragon blood internal force is the foundation of his life.

And this technique of specialized training of human organs to the point of distortion, will it affect the condition of the leg meridians?

Bai Tangjing, who had only just started the internal power of dragon blood, did not dare to make inferences with his shallow knowledge in the absence of reference samples.

Bai Tangjing is also not ready to put his bright future, and a mere high-speed mobile technology, at both ends of the gaming table.

......

After the battle between Yulei Zero and Sapain, Bai Tangjing, who had been chatting with Ryko casually, slowly straightened up in his seat.

“？”

The young man, who couldn't figure out the change in the boy's attitude, followed the boy's gaze to the big screen.

It was all at once.

[Magic Spear] Kuroki Gensai VS [Martial God] Takemoto Hisashi

Then Tsumiko's expression also became calm.

"Uncle Takemoto's game...... Does his injury matter? ”

"It's not a matter of injury, Tsuiko." Bai Tangjing's gaze was moving with the appearance of a man who looked like an upright black bear in the corridor!

The solemnity and excitement in the young man's eyes also reached its peak at this time!

"A master is not a martial artist who will be defeated by that level of injury."

"But Kuroki Gensai...... Although the knowledge of him only stopped at the short minutes of the first round. But even those few minutes were enough for me to conclude that this man was one of the strongest people in this Desperate Match! ”

"In other words, will Uncle Takemoto lose?"

Tsunako muttered as she looked at the two people who were already standing opposite each other on the field.

She has absolute trust in her lover's judgment.

But since he was a child, he has been known as the name of [Martial God] throughout the old man......

It's hard to imagine the defeat of the other party!

"Both sides prepare!"

The senior referee of the boxing club stood in the middle of the two fighters and cautiously confirmed both sides.

And before he could wave his arm, the stout old man in the kimono spoke.

"Kuroki Gensai," the old man touched his chin, and there was uncertainty in his tone, "I remember that you were a teacher...... Strange wrist flow? ”

For an old man who has been in the martial arts world for decades, a man like Kuroki Gensai.

It has become famous in the world and can be called an excessively good rising star.

To know his genre and teacher is just a question of whether you want to or not, not whether you can or not.

The connections that the old man has accumulated throughout his life are such a convenient and powerful thing.

"It's an honor to be known to the [Martial God]...... "The grim man with the physique of a black bear and the hair sprayed slightly bowed his head to show respect for his predecessors." ”

His height and body width are not much different from those of the old man, but when viewed from the side, the difference in body thickness is almost double, which still shows the gap between the other party and the old man as a martial artist in the prime of life.

"Oh, oh!" The old man hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't worry about this kind of thing. ”

"After all, compared to the guy you said at the end of the last round, this head is really not on the table."

"Oh...... Your Excellency Guo Haihuang? ”

Having said that, Kuroki Gensai also understood why this rumored old-timer, who "prefers a cute disciple who can beat up a good time immediately, to words", would start a conversation on the eve of the battle.

After all, the name of the physical incarnation that is almost equivalent to the word "martial arts" is for anyone who is interested in the way of martial arts.

They all exude the allure of heavenly rain to the desert walkers!

Come to think of it, even if the [Martial God], who is rumored to be like a "war maniac", will not be the slightest dissatisfied if he wastes a few minutes for this name before the battle.

"The intersection between me and that Excellency has been said without omission at the end of the last match."

Kuroki Xuansai, whether it is his eyes or complexion, is still cold and calm.

It is like a perfect interpretation of "immovable as a mountain" in martial arts and the art of war.

"yes, I see." The old man lowered his head, as if with a sense of loss after the dream was empty, "Is there only one day of guidance?" ”

But as the words fell, a creepy horror rose from the old man's low figure.

It was as if there was something inhuman in the old man's body, and he was about to tear this body apart from the inside out, roaring into the world.

The senior referee, who was originally professional and calm, was already in a cold sweat and unconsciously took a few steps back.

And the spectator seats, who watched the live game through the big screen on the field, were also inexplicably silent as if the mute button had been pressed.

And Kuroki Gensai, who was standing opposite the old man, looked like a rock from beginning to end, and his shoulders shrugged slightly in response to stress, and his center of gravity pressed down.

"I'm ...... Forced into combat mode?! ”

The powerful karate, who had used a jar to block rifle bullets at a distance of several meters, was shocked by the spontaneous and violent reaction of his body.

The old man's words continued.

"But judging by your aptitude, that is to say......" When the hoarse voice squeezed out of the old man's gaping lips and teeth, it seemed to be dyed with a layer of horror.

"Even if it's only for one day.

Even if it's just a small one.

You can also have a few tricks with that 'martial arts incarnation' today, right?! ”

"If you can do it now......"

After a slight silence, Kuroki Gensai bowed his head slightly again.

"Then, I will fulfill your wishes at the 'right' time."

"Understand, understand, understand."

The stout old man's face even laughed uncontrollably because of excessive excitement.

The old but still thick arms retracted the large sleeves of the kimono, and then stretched out from the neckline!

The kimono hangs down to the waist, and the muscular upper body is exposed to the air!

"As long as you hit the end of your skills, it's the 'right' time...... Right! ”