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"This move puts a lot of strain on your heart. You've only used it a few times, for just a few minutes each time, and haven't even fought anyone yet, but your heart is already severely fatigued. If you continue, it will overdraw your lifespan and easily cause heart disease, forcing you to give up martial arts altogether. So—unless absolutely necessary, you are forbidden from using this move without my permission!"
Kushina Mikumo pointed out the flaw in "divine intervention" with unprecedented seriousness, especially her eyes, which revealed a chilling cold light.
But Yato knew that her 'coldness' wasn't directed at him, but at the person who had taught him the [Divine Power].
"Understood, I will seal it away completely."
Yato didn't feel any regret.
He was fully aware of the dangers of "divine intervention," but sometimes he still had to use it even though he knew it was bad for his health, because the weak had no choice.
In his heart, there was also the intention to use "divine intervention" as a trump card.
But that was 'before'.
Now that he has mastered Qi and reached the second stage of "Openness" in one go, although he is only just beginning, his next goal is undoubtedly to sprint towards the "Master" realm. Why would he care about a harmful and self-defeating trick like "Divine Intervention"?
"That's good."
Kushinada Mikumo nodded in satisfaction.
Her disciples may be disobedient, but they must learn to be clever.
Only in this way can she be properly trained in martial arts.
Thinking of this, Kushina Mikumo revealed a gentle but not warm smile.
"Now that you have mastered 'qi,' I should truly fulfill my duty as your master and impart all my secrets to you."
(Two more chapters to write... Ah, four chapters a day is tiring, can I reduce it by one?)
Chapter 159
a few days later.
Deep inside a long-abandoned underground pipe near the Tokyo metropolitan area.
Representatives from various companies affiliated with the Kengan Association gathered together, dressed in gold and silver, and in suits and ties. The atmosphere was incredibly lively, and the environment had no effect on them whatsoever.
In reality, it's not quite appropriate to simply call this place an 'underground pipe'.
After all, no one would build an elevator and a fighting arena in underground pipes, nor would they clean this place so thoroughly and set up a large number of searchlights to illuminate the venue.
At first glance, it looks like an underground concert with hundreds of people.
"They really are like ants, digging holes everywhere. Just how many venues like this has the Kengan Association built?"
At the bottom of the slope near the ring, Kaguya stood like a coach, a hint of displeasure on her face.
Everything else was fine, but this was the first time she had ever been to a sewer.
Even if it's cleaned very thoroughly, it still feels awkward.
"Next time, I want to decide the venue myself."
"So, Miss Kaguya, you don't need to come in person. President Takakura can accompany Mr. Yato to the match. Anyway, it's an opponent that can be easily defeated in one round. If you're worried, you can stay in the car on the ground and watch the video. I'll take care of the filming."
The maid standing to the side said expressionlessly.
"Or... do you feel it would be a shame not to personally witness Mr. Yato's heroic fighting prowess?"
"How could that be! I'm not a fighting enthusiast, and I have absolutely no interest in two muscle men fighting each other."
Kaguya snorted softly.
"That's true, but weren't you happy when Mr. Yato cleanly and efficiently defeated his opponent last time?"
"...That's because I'm happy to have more funds at my disposal! By the way, why hasn't that guy arrived yet? The match starts in half an hour. He said he'd come back on his own, but there's still no sign of him. Do you understand, Hayasaka? That's the main reason why I have to be there in person! Because that guy might cause trouble for someone at any time, and only I have the ability to help him solve it."
"...I won't thank you for praising yourself in such roundabout ways."
"Um!?"
Kaguya was startled by the sudden voice from behind her. She turned around and saw that it was none other than the 'that guy' she had just been talking about.
"Hey, good evening, you two."
With his left hand in his pocket and his right hand extended two fingers in front of his forehead, Yato made a rather awkward Polish salute, but the flippant greeting still made him incredibly handsome.
Good evening, Mr. Yato. I wish you good luck in your battles tonight as well.
Hayasaka Ai bowed slightly in return.
"I was wondering if you would do what you did last time and only show up at the last minute."
Kaguya crossed her arms and said irritably.
"...There was no other way. Last time, I had just started some training when my master stopped me from leaving. He said it was best to participate in fewer meaningless competitions. I had to argue for a long time before he let me go and told me to go back as soon as I finished the competition. So I had time to tell you these things."
Yato shrugged, indicating that he was also helpless.
"No wonder you ran away right after the fight last time. I was thinking of treating you to a meal since you got off to a good start... But speaking of which, you actually have a master?"
Kaguya was filled with surprise.
"I'd like to ask you instead, why do you think I don't have a master?"
Yato rolled his eyes.
Even if he is a transmigrator and a reincarnated person, fighting skills are not something one is born with.
"To be your master, you must be an extraordinary expert. Why don't you let your master try out the Kengan match too?"
Kaguya joked.
"Forget it, if she comes, there's no chance of winning. Even if I became ten times stronger, I wouldn't be confident I could beat her."
Yato clicked his tongue in amazement.
Although his martial arts training over the past few days has only reached the beginner level of Kushina-ryu Jujutsu, he has gained a deeper understanding of his master's abilities.
To put it simply, even if you gathered all the martial artists and fighters in the world together and attacked Kushinada Mikumo without regard for the consequences or by any means necessary, you would not have any chance of winning, and you might even be wiped out.
This is not a contest between people from the same dimension.
Even if they were to bombard the ground with missiles, she could sense the malice in advance and hide in a safe place as quickly as possible.
As for other conspiracies, tricks, ambushes, and assassinations, that goes without saying.
While Kushinada Mikumo may not possess the overwhelming destructive power of the strong characters in One Piece, she has unparalleled survival skills.
Even if a volcano and an earthquake were to sink Japan, Yato wouldn't believe she would die.
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That's just how outrageous it is.
"If someone is ten times stronger than you, are they still human?"
Although she often bickers with Yato, Kaguya acknowledges his strength and believes he can win even against the Fang of Metsudo.
This is not blind trust, but a rational judgment made based on the actual situation.
Therefore, she did not believe that there was anyone in the world ten times stronger than Yato. She simply took it as Yato upholding the spirit of respecting his teacher and immediately changed the subject without saying anything more.
"Last time you ended the match too quickly, which caused many people who wanted to get membership to give up on you, so I hope you can be more restrained next time and not end the match too quickly, at least leave some suspense."
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"Afterwards, I will also release some false information to confuse outsiders, making them misjudge your strength or think that you are not in good condition, so that more fish will take the bait."
"no problem."
Yato readily agreed.
He has system tasks to complete.
For each enemy defeated, you will receive an attribute boost and *1 shard.
Although he unexpectedly mastered the power of 'qi', it doesn't mean he lost his pursuit of attributes.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that the stronger the attributes, the stronger the physique; physique strength and blood strength are directly proportional.
The efficiency and output of Qi are closely related to Qi and blood.
Once physical strength is increased to a certain level, even if one's Qi cultivation has not yet reached the 'third stage' of the expert level, one's actual combat power will not be inferior to that of an expert.
"So, who's our opponent today?"
"...A newly established small company, seemingly a pawn casually placed by Nogi Hideki, called 'Yamashita Shoji'. The president himself isn't particularly outstanding, but the fighting player affiliated with the company is quite powerful, named..."
Despite being speechless at Yato's overly relaxed demeanor upon arriving at the arena without knowing who his opponent was, Kaguya patiently introduced him to the contestants.
"Ten Demon Snake King Horse".
Yato suddenly spoke up.
"Huh? You know?"
Kaguya was slightly surprised.
"..."
Yato didn't answer her. He slowly took off the hood of his hoodie, and a chilling smile spread across his face.
knowledge?
Rather than knowing.
Rather, I said I saw it. (Extensive/Wide)
Chapter 160
It's right on the other side of the ring.
A robust and muscular young man with slightly curly black hair stood in place wearing boxing shorts, casually stretching and moving his body as if nothing was wrong. Anyone could feel his amazing courage and confidence.
Next to the young man was a middle-aged man in a shabby suit, whose appearance and demeanor were completely opposite, and a white-collar lady who was hard to look away from at first glance.
The combination of these three is quite peculiar. No matter how unbearable Yamashita Kazuo, a middle-aged man who is a corporate slave, is, he is still easy to leave a deep impression.
"A 5 billion yen entrance fee plus a 100 million yen challenge fee... If I lose, I'll have to pay an additional 1 billion yen. Maybe I should prepare a will in advance."
Kazuo Yamashita couldn't help but sigh at his tragic life.
"That's based on the premise of failure, but I will win."
The black-haired youth, Tokita Ohma, who was warming up, said very seriously.
It gives the impression that, rather than being confident, they treat the battle as a matter of course, with victory at 150 being the inevitable outcome.
“I believe in Mr. Wang Ma’s abilities, but… constantly getting into these kinds of troubles is putting too much strain on my heart,” Yamashita Kazuo said with a wry smile.
He and the young man spent only a few days together, but they developed a deep level of trust in each other.
This is because Tokita Ohma rescued him from the clutches of thugs when he was drunk, and helped him overcome the grief of losing his beloved son and regain his strength.
Yamashita Kazuo felt he could never repay this kindness in his lifetime.
Therefore, he accepted his former boss Hideki Nogi's suggestion without hesitation and established Yamashita Trading Company with his help, in an attempt to help Ohma regain the qualification to participate in the Kengan Elimination Tournament.
Although it's unclear why Mr. Wang Ma is so persistent about this match, since it's something he wants to do, Yamashita Kazuo is willing to bite the bullet and lend a hand.
Just then, a searchlight shone in the center of the arena.
Bathed in the dazzling lights, the veteran referee, Cheetah Hattori, dressed in his uniform, shouted into the microphone:
"Tonight, I am deeply grateful to all of you for gracing the competition venue forty meters underground. On behalf of the Boxing Association, I would like to thank you all for your presence... Now, let's skip the opening remarks and introduce the two fighters for this match, starting with the challenger—"
"I'm up."
Tokita Ohma said something to Yamashita Kazuo and Akiyama Kaede, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips, and walked step by step onto the ring as the referee introduced him.
"This man seeking membership in the Kengan Association—a fighter affiliated with [Yamashita Trading Company], Tokita Ohma!!!"
A passionate voice echoed through the underground pipes.
Even the people outside the venue started whispering among themselves.
...This is not Tokita Ohma's debut match.
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