Chapter 221: Fist of Desperate Knockout!

Bones are broken, muscle fibers are necrotic, and internal congestion occurs.

If judged according to normal human physique, there is definitely no possibility of recovery of his hands.

Yujiro Noma just shook his arms violently.

Just a few clicks were heard, and the bones aligned.

Then, the muscles quickly became filled with blood, and the twisted arms returned to their original shape.

Yujiro Nomad even cracked his fingers in a relaxed and free-spirited manner, and the crisp and sweet crunching sound made Hikigaya Hachiman's teeth sore.

For Yujiro Fanmay, this makes perfect sense.

After all, his science falls under the category of the author's semicircle science.

Whatever happens can be explained using semicircle science.

"Kid, you mean there is another guy who is as good as me?"

Yujiro Noma was breathing heavily.

"Well, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, he should be considered my junior brother." Hikigaya Hachiman spread his hands, "Although you are very strong, I don't think you are his opponent yet."

Yujiro Fanma raised his mouth to an exaggerated arc.

Boxing is just for fun!

Find a strong person to box with, just to have more fun!

As for one or two?

It doesn't matter, both of me have the same C! ! !

The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked for tens of meters, and a huge roar sounded like a rocket engine starting up.

The fists and feet collide, and every confrontation between the two can stir up countless dust.

Guo Haihuang was agile and kept evacuating the battlefield with his toes on the ground.

His bones, which are more than a hundred years old, cannot support the "young people".

Punch, kick, elbow, back throw.

Yujiro Fanma demonstrated all kinds of martial arts that humans can master in a simple and direct way.

The strongest creature on the surface, relying solely on the combination of "power" and "skills", is able to compete with Hikigaya Hachiman, who understands the propulsion of electricity.

No, not equally.

Hikigaya Hachiman is at a disadvantage!

After all, he is just an ordinary student and has not really embarked on the path of discovering his true self.

Hikigaya Hachiman is not strong enough! Not paranoid enough!

He doesn't look like a strong man at all.

"Kid, your purity is far from enough!"

Yujiro Nomad sneered.

At the same time, on a ship in the port area.

"President! Come and see, that man looks so big!"

Chika Fujiwara, the source of all evil, pointed at a strong man and shouted.

Shinomiya Kaguya had a cold face.

However, he still turned his head in a dignified manner, nodded, and nodded slightly.

"He is the rising star of sumo wrestling, Oniou Sanzon, and the martial artist of Fukiyaen."

Zhu Mei, who was accompanying me, blushed slightly and explained patiently.

"Xiao Zhumei, do you know him? He looks so big!"

"Master Guan Linchun, a master of body-building, is a super Japanese wrestling player."

"What about him?"

Secretary Fujiwara became interested and pointed at the people below to ask questions.

"Emperor Adam Dadori, BOSS Burger's representative fighter, Texan."

"Where is he?"

"Thai fighting god Gaolong Wensavadok, I heard that he has won the heavyweight championship of the four major councils."

"Hey~ You are so awesome, little Zhumei, you know so many big guys."

Hearing this, Soruin Zhumei just smiled shyly.

Her family's business is not small, but in front of these two people, it is at best a bit of a black bread with teeth.

The two big families, Shinomiya and Fujiwara, can crush them into powder with a little effort.

However, the potential crisis also brings huge benefits.

As long as they can maintain a good relationship with these two people, the Soryuin family will not have to worry about corporate transformation.

"President, President, that person looks so familiar!"

Fujiwara Chika excitedly pointed at a thin boy.

He looked out of place among a group of muscle monsters.

Shinomiya Kaguya heard the sound and looked away, with a hint of doubt in her cold eyes.

She remembered this man.

At the beginning, his father Ayanokouji Atsumi brought him into Shinomiya's house with full confidence and showed his great achievements to her father Shinomiya Enan.

An all-around genius "Ayanokouji Kiyotaka" who is no less than Shinomiya Kaguya.

And it is a machine that is calmer and more capable than Shinomiya Kaguya!

And although the male version of "Shinomiya Kaguya" he promoted was not introduced into the family business by Shinomiya Anan, it still successfully aroused a bit of curiosity from him.

For this reason, she saw his photo.

With a memory comparable to hyperamnesia and a terrifying brain thinking ability, Shinomiya Kaguya recognized Ayanokouji Kiyotaka in an instant.

But how could he be a fighter here?

Shinomiya Kaguya frowned slightly.

What the eldest lady didn't know was that after the negotiation, Ayanokouji Atsumi's final fate was to be dispatched to a small indigenous country in Africa as a diplomat.

Naturally, Ayanokouji Atsushi's political opponents could not give up this great opportunity and started to add insult to injury.

Needless to say about him himself, it is estimated that the skull has now become an ornament for the chief of the local cannibal tribe.

His son, the so-called "Almighty Man" Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, was also thrown into the underground boxing ring to engage in black boxing, squeezing out the last bit of value of Ayanokouji's name.

That night in the arena, many of the spectators were former subordinates or friends of Ayanokouji Atsumi.

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, you have seen his photo before."

Shinomiya Kaguya's tone was cold.

Whether Ayanokouji Kiyotaka lives or dies has nothing to do with her.

She came here just to see if there were any suitable allies who could escort her future.

As her father's health became worse, the internal fighting in the Shinomiya family became more intense.

Shinomiya Kaguya didn't know when this fight would break out completely.

But she knew that if she didn't have enough resources and the right to speak, the future Shinomiya Kaguya might not be named Shinomiya.

"Ayanokouji Kiyotaka?"

Fujiwara Chika's face twisted, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember who this person was.

Quick, quick, quick!

Chika-chan, use your smart brain and remember who this is.

Fujiwara Chika will never allow herself to forget her friend's name!

Secretary Fujiwara, who has a rich inner world, knocked his head in annoyance.

Chika is thinking.

Chika can't remember

Chika gives up thinking!

"President, let's go quickly, the ship is leaving!"

Fujiwara Chika is resurrected with full blood.

The ship they are on is not the same ship as the fighting player.

As the capital side, they can choose to take the same cargo ship as the players, and then watch the battle royale qualifiers through the glass on the closed second floor.

And those who want to talk business seriously and can't stand the bloody and cruel scenes can also choose to take another luxury cruise ship, Kengan.

The cruise ship will hold a grand banquet, and Japan and even the world's large and small group companies will achieve win-win and mutually beneficial cooperation in this feast.

For those monsters of Baki, the Kengan Club is not on the table.

However, for ordinary people, the status of power and money is fully demonstrated at this moment.

Shinomiya Kaguya expressionless, followed the "dementia" girl Fujiwara Chika, and walked to another luxury cruise.

The fighters lined up silently to board the cargo ship.

"Mr. Ayanokouji, you are in the B group area, please remember your position, don't go to the wrong area, otherwise your results will be directly invalidated."

The staff led him forward.

It seems that because Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is relatively young, the staff patiently explained the details of all aspects.

The emotion of "pity" is weak and inedible.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka nodded expressionlessly.

"When you get on board, remember to take off all electronic devices. If you have valuables, you can also give them to us for safekeeping."

The staff hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly he stumbled and bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm very sorry!"

The staff subconsciously bowed 90 degrees to apologize.

"It's okay, remember to watch the road next time."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged uncle who looked quite old and had a scruffy beard on his face.

This kind of uncle-type NPC usually refreshes automatically in the office building, and walks out of the izakaya with tired steps at eleven or twelve o'clock every night.

Then he falls on the street to vomit for a while, goes into an Internet cafe, and gets up at four or five o'clock in the morning to repeat every day. That kind of ultimate social animal.

But now, he appeared on the ring of the Kengan Tournament.

No matter what, the Kengan Tournament is a special event for first-class fighters. It is not a match that anybody can take advantage of.

The registration fee of 5 billion yen alone is enough to make many companies embarrassed.

So, this seemingly decadent middle-aged uncle.

It seems to be a rare "delicacy".

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka lowered his head, and a burning "hunger" flashed by.

But before he could make a move, the uncle in front of him seemed to wake up suddenly.

He jumped back, pulled his body apart, and supported and pushed his whole body with his center of gravity on his hind legs.

He put on a cat-footed boxing stance, as if he was ready to attack directly as long as Ayanokouji Kiyotaka made a slight move.

'He predicted my desire to attack? '

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's face remained unchanged.

And realizing that Ayanokouji Kiyotaka did not seem to have any intention of directly attacking, the middle-aged uncle put away his boxing stance, not caring about the contemptuous eyes of the people around him.

In the eyes of other fighters, the middle-aged uncle's behavior is more like a clown showing off.

"Young man, the game hasn't started yet, it's too early to start now."

The middle-aged uncle said calmly.

"What's your name?"

"Kuroki Gensai."

"I remember it, see you in the finals."

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka nodded, left this sentence and passed by Kuroki Gensai.

The staff was stunned for a moment and hurriedly chased him.

He had something to say to the young man.

Kuroki Gensai, who stayed in place, looked inexplicable.

Kuroki Gensai is the current leader of the assassination school "Strange Arm Style" and a fighter belonging to Motorhead Motor Enterprise in Kengan's Fatal Elimination Tournament.

He has profound martial arts attainments, masters the "magic gun" skill that can kill with one blow and the combat awareness that can accurately read the opponent's moves, and is known as "a person who has exhausted the martial arts."

In Kengan's worldview, there are many top fighters who can understand their own "immortal skills", or the mysteries of martial arts.

For example, Kuroki Gensai's "First Before" skill.

When the opponent's intention is detected, the opponent will attack at the same time and before the opponent.

In other words, "First Before" skill includes the entire process from prediction to attack.

The visual effect presented is like a brief prediction of the future, which can predict the moment when the opponent shoots in advance, just like Katakuri's top-level observation Haki in the world of One Piece.

It is a BUG skill of some non-theory characters.

Just now, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka only had the thought of taking action, but Kuroki Gensai had already noticed this step.

He didn't understand why there was such a strong warning before, even the large-caliber sniper rifle was not so exaggerated.

But Kuroki Gensai's body had subconsciously taken a fighting posture.

Fortunately, this "monster" did not really want to take action here.

This made Kuroki Gensai relieved.

However, just the desire to take action could stimulate him to this state.

This game is going to be lost.

Kuroki Gensai, who swept the protagonist's brothers, the protagonist himself, and the final BOSS, the Fang of the Destroyer, sighed silently.

Boarded the tattered cargo ship of the Death, which seemed to be ready to sink at any time.

From time to time, some people complained about the stinginess and poverty of the Kengan Society, but no one would really give up the game because of this.

According to the instructions of the guards, hundreds of people were divided into two groups again. The company representatives and related persons went to the second floor, and the fighters who needed to participate continued to walk along the corridor on the first floor.

Cross the long and narrow corridor and step into the door at the end.

What is coming is not the rest area, but a huge and empty venue.

There is a transparent glass room in the shape of a roof above the venue. The investors on the second floor can see the "beast fighting" happening below through the glass like a floor-to-ceiling window.

It's like fighting crickets. Hundreds of fighters are locked in the "cage" and act as "crickets" for the performance.

Swoosh!

The door is tightly closed.

The fighters' faces changed.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't we agree to rest first?!"

Someone questioned.

But at this time, a voice came from the loudspeaker of the broadcast, which can also be said to be "the referee's interpretation of the rules."

"Dear employers and fighters, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. The Death has set sail successfully."

"There are hundreds of companies participating in this conference, and 28 of them have received invitations from President Katahara to qualify for the main competition in advance."

"The rest of the players must participate in the preliminary round of the Kengan Death Elimination Tournament. When the ship docks, or when there are only five fighters left in the cabin who can continue to fight, the preliminary round will end and you can enter the main competition."

"The above are the rules of the competition. I declare that the 'Kengan Death Elimination Tournament Preliminary' is officially launched!"

"I wish you all good luck in martial arts!"

After saying that, the radio speaker made a crackling sound, like a disconnected audio.

But soon, the scratching sound disappeared.

However, the fighters' curses surged.

"Who the hell can beat this?"

"I want to withdraw! This competition system is unreasonable!"

"I'm the organizer XXX!"

As fighters, they were all top figures in the fighting world before.

I thought that the Kengan Association would be held according to the regular one-on-one promotion system.

But in the end, the real man one-on-one competition turned into a hundred-man battle royale.

Don't you treat the fighters as human beings at all?

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka trembled slightly and pursed his lips.

He looked scared.

At this time, several smart fighters looked at each other and smiled silently.

They tacitly chose to double-team the thin boy.

They would eliminate as many as possible in advance. It seems that the Kengan Association is not going to change the competition system.

Kid, stop here!

Bang!